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EVERYBODY STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND WATCH THIS.

This is one of the short films made as part of the Legendy Polskie cycle (”Polish Legends”). Directed and designed by a CGI artist acclaimed worldwide, Tomasz Bagiński, the cycle aims to present Polish folklore in a new manner, and to prove that fantasy films can be done well (or better!) outside of Hollywood.

The goal is to combine modern, world-class filmmaking with… some of the more typical aspects of Polish-ness, not only where legends are concerned.

This installment in the series does not require knowing any particular legend, the English subs are passable (though it’s less funny, some of this stuff is not very translate-able), so it’s pretty accessible to general public.

Also, really cool.

For explanations of some things that may perplex foreigners, see below.

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When somebody says "the man determines the sex of the baby. you can't be trans because it doesn't exist. it's simple science you can't go against biology." this is what I tell them.

“You’re right, and you’re wrong. It’s actually not simple at all. On average, fertilization occurs about two weeks after your last menstrual period. When the sperm penetrates the egg, changes occur in the protein coating around it to prevent other sperm from entering. At the moment of fertilization, your baby’s genetic make-up is complete, including its sex.

If a Y sperm fertilizes the egg, your baby will be a boy; if an X sperm fertilizes the egg, your baby will be a girl. In that sense you are technically right, but gender is determined by so much more than that. We all know that a man’s brain is different to that of his female counterpart, right?” By which point the person who I’m talking to agrees. then I go on to say.

“In month 3 of Pregnancy

the baby has grown from embryo to fetus. by now the baby’s arms, hands, fingers, feet, and toes are fully formed. the baby can open and close its fists and mouth. Fingernails and toenails are beginning to develop and the external ears are formed. The beginnings of teeth are forming, and the baby’s reproductive organs are also developing, but the baby’s gender is difficult to distinguish on ultrasound, because the genitalia start out the same. Differentiation of the male and female reproductive systems does not occur until this crucial fetal period of development.

It is believed by scientists that during the intrauterine period the fetal brain develops in the male direction through a direct action of testosterone on the developing nerve cells, or in the female direction through the absence of this hormone surge. According to this concept, our gender identity (the conviction of belonging to the male or female gender) and sexual orientation should be programmed into our brain structures when we are still in the womb. However, since sexual differentiation of the genitals takes place in the beginning of the third trimester, (The third month of pregnancy) and sexual differentiation of the brain starts in the second half of pregnancy, these two processes can be influenced independently, which may result in trans-sexuality. This also means that in the event of ambiguous sex at birth, the degree of masculinization of the genitals may not reflect the degree of masculinization of the brain. There is no proof that social environment after birth has an effect on gender identity or sexual orientation. Data on genetic and hormone independent influence on gender identity are presently divergent and do not provide convincing information about the underlying etiology. To what extent fetal programming may determine sexual orientation is also a matter of discussion. A number of studies show patterns of sex atypical cerebral dimorphism in homosexual subjects. Although the crucial question, namely how such complex functions as sexual orientation and identity are processed in the brain remains unanswered, emerging data point at a key role of specific neuronal circuits involving the hypothalamus. So yes you are right, it is biology I’m not fighting anything other than ignorance.”


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Texts that didn’t invite Sherlock to dinner

Amongst the large number of texts that Irene had sent Sherlock during her carefully planned game, 58 of which was heard by John, it were those that didn’t end with a dinner invitation that really counted.


“Till the next time, Mr Holmes.”

An unspoken acknowledgement concluding their first round of chess.

An implicit challenge promising the thrill of moves yet to commence.

To the brainy detective with high cheekbones, the interesting opponent, the man that she had beaten, in both senses of the word.

Nice strategy, moderately clever. Still, I win. I look forward to our next match. This was all her – all Irene, not The Woman as she was professionally known, and not Ms Adler as she was formally addressed.

But soon, soon it would begin, her real game. One that would be temporally extended for months to come, and spatially inducing field strength across an entire nation.

Her game as a puppet master, gracefully pulling at elaborate strings tied to the younger of the Holmes brothers, strings that Sherlock wasn’t aware constituted an inherent part of his biology.

Damaged and delusional. The corner of her red lips quirked up slightly at the thought. Delusional or not, however, evidence would soon indicate him to be just like most men in one respect. She was confident of that.

And she knew exactly what he liked.

As her thumb hopped across the keyboard of her phone, casually but swiftly, a few simple words joined the string of letters and spaces she’d previously typed, completing the text message she was about to send with a double entendre that she doubted he would comprehend, “Let’s have dinner.”

Let’s play, shall we? My move. And so it began.

Text after text she enjoyed teasing him with the suggestive non-question. Whether it be after offering a clue to what she claimed to be her own state of being (truthfully or not, that was for him to deduce or ignore), or upon reading Dr Watson’s blog for an entertaining story update featuring her puppet.

It became a habit, one of those little things that would paint an extra tinge of colour (a light blue of the same hue as his iris, as his intense gaze, perhaps) onto her days and routine, after having once again seen through pathetic desires and earned another set of begs and cries, or after acquiring a new piece of information that would shift a power balance in her favour.

A spare minute from a full schedule with clients, and she would turn to her long-term project with slightly more delight than she liked to admit, constructing yet another message that would end with the same flirtatious invitation, a devious twinkle in her eyes as she considered the recipient’s reaction upon hearing her personified text alert.

His furrowing brows, his confused blinking, his blush when confronted..

One, two, three, and four pebbles aimfully tossed into the seemingly still waters of the consulting detective’s mind and heart, where she was certain the accurately calculated trajectories had already been taking effect.

But why, did she seem to be feeling ripples diffracting through her own, as more and more she found herself anticipating and searching for the familiar name and face in the news? She’d always liked detective stories, after all.. And detectives.

She looked out of the window at the quiet night over the Thames, setting a copy of The Guardian (nothing exciting) aside. Business hadn’t exactly been fulfilling lately, either. Her hand reached out naturally to her phone and before she realised what it was doing, an empty new message had been created, to be sent to a familiar number. Well, she actually could do with the company of a like mind.

“I can see tower bridge and the moon from my room. Work out where I am and join me.”

She hesitated at the ending full stop, but pressed Send without adding a further word.

Still playing the game. Whether it was an affirmation or a reminder, she wasn’t sure.

London was a small world. She was at a Caffè Nero in Knightsbridge one sunny afternoon when she saw a familiar figure striding past outside. Dark coat, blue scarf, and she would recognise those curly locks of hair anywhere. His demeanour was characteristic of a concentrated, adrenaline-driven Sherlock Holmes on a case. And it was..mesmerising, and contagious.

Irene let her gaze linger where he had disappeared from sight.

“I saw you in the street today. You didn’t see me.” A pause. “You do know that hat actually suits you, don’t you?” As if to lighten the mood.

She held her phone in her hand for a longer moment than usual after sending the two messages that evening.

She clicked on Settings and changed the four-digit password for her Vertu. For no reason other than the fact that it was a pun too good to resist, or so she told herself.

She didn’t contact him for the next week and a half. But when her texts resumed, her signature dinner invitation returned. She had a game to win.

The stage was nearly set, the Promise of Love established, and the Pain of Loss was in schedule for a Mr Sherlock Holmes. The lonely, naïve man, feeling special because of her.

“You looked sexy on Crimewatch.” It was part of her game, even though she meant it.

“BBC1 right now. You’ll laugh.” She couldn’t stop her thoughts drifting to the ridiculous man that had the oddest interests, the brilliant mind that was her intellectual match. Nor could she suppress the small smile on her lips as she tried picturing the way his face would light up.

Very soon now, the curtain would rise for her critical move. Her Christmas present to him. After which all that was needed was for time to strengthen his brew of emotions.

Then give the man the Joy of Redemption, and her victory was a puzzle and a swaggering dance away.

So why was there a part of her that felt as if she was the one about to lose something? Something important, yet something that she most likely never had, or cared about having, to begin with?

Perhaps she was beginning to realise, that somehow in her extended game of deceit, she herself had been placed at the receiving end; that somewhere in between invitations feigned or omitted, power was shifted to an entity beyond control; that the facade might in fact have been the truth all along.

But it was a game that she’d started, and she would keep playing. She had to.

Alternate names for the functions

Fe: Extroverted fakeness

Fi: Introverted fighting anyone who dares to invalidate your feelings

Te: Extroverted telling people what to do

Ti: Introverted telling people they’re right or wrong and providing an extensive analysis as to why

Ne: Extroverted nerdiness

Ni: Introverted no friends cause you’d rather just be inside your own head all day

Se: Extroverted sportiness

Si: Introverted suffering

Dear tumblr,

Archaeologist ≠ Paleontologist

Archaeologist = Digging Up Dead Humans (and their belongings/homes/ environmental impact); think H. Neanderthalensis, H. Sapien, H. Erectus…

Paleontologist = Digging Up Dead Non-Humans (ok, can include pre-modern humans, there’s some intersection in the fields with human ancestry); think dinosaurs, prehistoric life, all that shit from the Precambrian Explosion…

Archaeologist ≠ Paleontologist

The gang is back! And this time, their enemy will be tougher to take down than ever…their worst nightmare! 

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hhhhh time for Andromeda spoilers, look away children if you don’t want to see it but mom is about to go off

I feel like I’m weirdly alone with my not really liking Reyes Vidal??? like yeah, he’s a fun character, kind of reminds me of a slimier, more queer Han Solo (which is a concept of which normally I would be absolutely a fan), but I just started reading Nexus Uprising, and it’s really making me sympathize with Sloane Kelly more and more with each chapter??

like I’m only a good three chapters in, and I literally cannot see a character like her doing the things she does on Kadara (and on the Nexus) without a GOOD FKIN REASON????? 

Come on, she’s a badass, fair, and all around awesome, strong woman of color (with a very obvious crush on Jien Garson), her reason for coming to Andromeda is to get the chance to start over in the spirit of interspecies cooperation and justice, AND she was willing to place her trust in Ryder (you don’t have to like someone or kiss their ass to recognize that they’re capable and trustworthy), AND fairly duel someone who has been a thorn in her side for god knows how long??????????? I don’t yet know in what direction the story is going to take her, but I’m already pissed that her being deceived and murdered in cold blood while you’re standing idly by is universally seen as the better decision, because the slimy liar of a dude who had her murdered is more charismatic than she is and says some pretty words (that frankly I do not believe) about keeping peace. (And he still continued to extort money from the colonists and people on Kadara kept murdering each other even after his violent coup so honestly what the literal fuck does putting his ass in charge really change.)

This is beginning to feel like another Empress Celene situation when a fundamentally good woman is punished by death (by player and narrative alike, because standing by and letting someone get killed even though you could stop it makes you an accomplice and you can’t tell me it doesn’t because it fkin does) because of a decision they were forced to make in a situation where no decision they could have made would have been “good”.

@bioware please give better treatment to your actually morally grey female leader figures and kindly stop giving me the option to murder them while slapping a coat of pastel pink “this is a good choice” paint on it

lancemcclainofficial  asked:

do u ever think abt the fact that shiro x matt can technically be called shitt and that it is a functional ship name because i do and it makes me want to cry

the name matt would truly want

matt: we’re the shitt >:D

shiro: honey, please,

i find it really funny how the concept of “ship names” has evolved wrt homestuck

like you’ve got your cute blends, like “rosemary” and “roxygen”

then you’ve got your plain but functional name fusions, a la “davekat,” “vrisrezi,” “roxcallie,” pretty much any ship involving a troll

and then you can see at one point the fans said “fuck it we’re just shoving these names together into one word and that’ll be the ship name who cares you can’t stop us”

and that’s how you get “davejohn,” “dirkjake,” “dirkjohn,” “jaderose,” “janeroxy,” etc 

the pitfall of having one-syllable names for all your got damn protagonists

Cherry (Part 30)- wolf!jikook story

When Jungkook enters the sixth grade, many things change. To shorten things up, Jungkook’s summed it up to The Major Three.

1) Body science.

Jimin wasn’t lying when he said it was the longest, most intensive course in middle school. Out of the seven classes Jungkook has, four pertain to A/B/O. Lots of labs, homework assignments, and the oh-so-famed knotting video. An eye-opening, life changing experience that he, at first, was excited to be a part of.

Three books are handed out on their first day, the heaviest one titled “Omegas.” Jungkook makes a noise at the back of his throat upon opening the front cover and seeing a drawing of a naked wolf, lines pinpointing the name and function of each body part.

“Why are the Beta books always the smallest,” Jaebum mutters, holding up the skinny book with the tips of his fingers.

“They’re the least interesting? I dunno.” Shrugging, Jungkook grabs the next book titled “Alpha.” On the first page, three lines catch Jungkook’s attention.

The knot occurs most frequently in heat. Male Alphas are the only species capable of creating a knot. Pregnancy occurs 99.9% upon stimulation-

Knots. It reminds him of Jimin, and he promptly closes the book, leaning back in his chair. Just yesterday, when they’d been making out in his room, Jimin had promised that they’d be knotting soon.

Which means that Jungkook’s going to be an Omega, and dear God, that’s the last thing he wants to be. Maybe every morning he stands in front of the mirror, examining his slimming stomach and skinny hips with relief. Perhaps he does eat extra servings of fruit and weighs himself obsessively, because if you have a scent, you’re either an Alpha or Omega. Lucky, scent-less wolves already know what they’re going to present as.

It’s driving Jungkook crazy, all of this waiting! If only society didn’t stereotype and sexualize Omegas, Jungkook wouldn’t have had a problem with the prospect of being one. However, he’s heard enough horror stories that’ve left him numb. Fingers crossed that he’s an Alpha, or else…. Well, he won’t know what to do.

When class eventually starts, everyone’s flipping through the books, giggling and pointing at the explicit pictures. Jaebum’s texting someone while Jungkook stares at the ceiling, wondering what’s for lunch. Middle school lunches, as a direct quote from Tae, are “abominations to the children of the world.”

When the teacher strolls in, Jungkook’s nose wrinkles as he attempts to inhale the man’s scent.

No scent. Just like Jaebum, their teacher’s a Beta.

That first class, if Jungkook had a dollar for every time the teacher said “Alpha,” he’d have enough lunch money for his whole middle school career. Some Omegas are mentioned, barely any Betas, but Alphas are thrown around like sugary candy on Halloween.

There’s an unusual obsession with Alphas, Jungkook’s quick to notice, watching his teacher explain the strengths of the creatures. Too obsessive. No wonder everyone in his class wants to be an Alpha! It pisses off Jungkook, not because of his teacher’s tired Beta voice.

It’s because anyone that’s not an Alpha just isn’t good enough.

2) Jungkook’s scent.

Due to Jimin marking him constantly, underneath his usual scent of brownies is the sweet scent of cherries.

There are two permanent marks on Jungkook’s neck, both from Jimin’s teeth. Family friends usually approach Jungkook with the same questions, asking about the marks or why his scent’s changed, but Jungkook thinks it would be inappropriate to tell the truth.

Now when they mark, Jungkook’s just as aggressive as Jimin.

Just yesterday, when their parents were out, Jimin slotted himself on Jungkook’s thighs, going all out on his neck. Slurping and biting, Jimin had whined when Jungkook sunk his teeth into his neck, reveling in the taste of his aroused scent. Jimin’s also got a few marks on his neck, the most striking one on his collarbone.

There are moments when kisses just aren’t enough, and that’s when fingers unbutton shirts and the clothing’s thrown onto the floor. Jimin enjoys licking a stripe down Jungkook’s throat, past his collarbones straight to his bellybutton. They never go past the bellybutton, and that’s when Jimin heads back up to his chest, lapping up the sweat.

When his tongue’s flicking against Jungkook’s nipples, it feels so amazing Jungkook throws his head back, holding back a moan. Lip between his teeth, crushing Jimin’s head against his chest as he sucks his nipples, Jungkook’s toes curl and his spine arches. It’s so intimate but Jungkook wants more, wants this weird craving in the pit of his stomach to be satisfied.

There’s only one way to satisfy it, but Jungkook just isn’t ready yet.

3) Taehyung.

He seems to drop off the face of the universe because of this wolf named Hoseok.

Obsessed isn’t even the right word to describe their relationship. Instead of hanging out with Jimin and Jungkook for their weekly mall trips or milkshake dates, Tae’s having sleepovers and crazy karaoke nights with Hoseok. Comes home smelling like oranges, this weird smile on his face, and Jungkook supposes that the two must be fooling around. It’s an explanation of why Tae doesn’t smell like the beach anymore, but rather fruity and salty.

Not that Jungkook minds, or cares, because he and Jimin have been experimenting for years. It’s not like they can help it.

No, it’s entirely instinct.

this is Tumblr’s fucking April Fool’s joke fucking god

I thought it was a virus and nearly had a panic attack so thanks

WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE A HORSE i hATE YOU 

Myth Meme: Deities (1/9)

Egyptian Mythology: Sekhmet.

Ra, the old king of the Gods, became angry with wayward humankind and in his wrath ripped out his own eye and threw it at mankind. This divine eye became the goddess Sekhmet, who in the form of a lioness set about slaughtering humans, butchering them and drinking their blood. Ra, seeing this, realized that with her rage and blood thirst, no humans would survive her wrath and so he tried to calm her. But she refused to listen, finding too much joy in killing. So Ra then filled a lake with a mixture of beer and pomegranate juice, and Sekhmet, thinking it blood, drank the whole thing and fell asleep. 

- Book of the Heavenly Cow. 

Her name reflects her function and means, the (one who is) powerful. She also was given titles such as the (One) Before Whom Evil Trembles, the Mistress of Dread, and the Lady of Slaughter.

Sekhmet was believed to protect the pharaoh in battle, stalking the land, and destroying the pharaoh’s enemies with arrows of fire. An early Egyptian sun deity also, her body was said to take on the bright glare of the midday sun, gaining her the title Lady of Flame. It was said that death and destruction were balm for her warrior’s heart and that the hot desert winds were believed to be her breath.

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Hindlimb anatomy pics! I know I mixed up the fibula and tibia in the first one, but I couldn’t face redoing it. As ever, the muscles are: name, function/action, origin, insertion, innervation. If you have any comments, queries or notes please message me (or if you just want a chat). And if I’ve got anything else wrong please let me know. Enjoy!

anonymous asked:

harry does not have it hardest in 1d what are you even implying? harry being the 'face' of one direction is an advantage while louis niall and liam have got to convince the gp themselves worthy, harry has already gotten to approval of the gp because he's the 'star of one direction.' people will listen to harry's music even if it's out of curiosity because it's so hyped. niall and louis had to have their music exposed to the public first.

You have a really unpleasant tone which made me hesitant to answer this, but Ive seen the sentiment echoed more nicely tags so I figured I’d say something about it.

First off. I literally never said he has is “hardest.” I said he has the most notoriety, fame, and tightest association with the bands old brand. It’s an advantage in some ways (as you said, hype, curiosity, exposure) but in some ways it’s a disadvantage (most people in the gp think he’s an asshole, they want to hate him, he’s linked closely with all the things the gp dismisses about 1d).

On the other hand, the other boys less recognizable names also function in duality. It’s a disadvantage because they’re less well known, are considered (incorrectly) less talented as a result, etc. however, it also means they’re not as closely linked to the bad marketing and press the 1d brand carries, which gives them an advantage in regards to appealing to audiences who will dismiss Harry based on his name.

Like I mentioned earlier, I know people who are already rolling their eyes at Harry’s solo single based on their existing bias against 1d, who bought or jam to JHO and This Town and only realize the artists were affiliated with 1d when I told them. There are numerous different audiences to appeal to and different tactics and approaches required to get them to give ANY of these boys the time of day.

I’m in no way suggesting Harry has it harder and you should self examine considering the salty ass tone you came at me with telling me I did. What I am saying is that ALL FOUR BOYS have individual and different hurdles to overcome as they approach a rebrand, and that they’re tactics are going to look different as a result. My post focused on Harry because it was written largely in response to anxieties I saw cropping up about him wiping his fb/his SM silence.

Constructors in JavaScript

Every object has a constructor property which refers to the function that was originally used to create the object. This can be used to get the original constructor function and name of that when the original reference to the constructor function was lost:

var runInADifferentScope = function() {
  function ObjectA() {
    this.property1 = 'test';
    this.property2 = 'test';
  }

  var objectA = new ObjectA();

  console.log('property1', objectA.property1);

  return objectA;
}

var objectA = runInADifferentScope();

console.log('objectA created by:', objectA.constructor.name);
// objectA created by: ObjectA
console.log(objectA.constructor.toString());
// function ObjectA() {
//     this.property1 = 'test';
//     this.property2 = 'test';
//   }

Which is useful for debugging or just understanding the code flow in a specific location. Using the constructor in application code is not a good idea, because like any other property, it can be assigned to anything at any time. It is also important to note that this style of Object Orientation makes the constructor function nearly useless:

var runInADifferentScope = function() {
  function ObjectA() {
    var obj = {};

    obj.property1 = 'test';
    obj.property2 = 'test';

    return obj;
  }

  return new ObjectA();
}

var objectA = runInADifferentScope();
console.log('objectA created by:', objectA.constructor.name);
// objectA created by: Object
console.log(objectA.constructor.toString());
// function Object() { [native code] }

Finally, this also applies to the ES6 Class syntax:

var runInADifferentScope = function() {
  class ObjectA {
    constructor() {
      this.property1 = 'test';
      this.property2 = 'test';
    }
  }

  return new ObjectA();
}

var objectA = runInADifferentScope();
console.log('objectA created by:', objectA.constructor.name);
// objectA created by: ObjectA
console.log(objectA.constructor.toString());
// class ObjectA {
//     constructor() {
//       this.property1 = 'test';
//       this.property2 = 'test';
//     }
//   }

Github Location: https://github.com/Jacob-Friesen/obscurejs/blob/master/2017/constructor.js

anonymous asked:

how do you feel about batcat?

it’s whatever. i think in some universes she’s too good for bruce, while in others she’s kind of obnoxious. also, i prefer her with that guy detective / cop guy from… brubaker’s run? don’t really remember.

i’m not a fan of any other ships with batman or the joker (even batjokes poly with whoever else), but it doesn’t, like, enrage me, or anything.