Takumi, acting tough: You guys don’t want to mess with me.
Isami: Yeah, nii-chan will straight up cry in public. Don’t try him.
Takumi: Exactly, I will straight up-
Takumi:
Takumi, tearing up: Isami, why would you say that?!
easyvirgin-deactivated20160413
happy Thursday the 20th
blakegdiamond
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
the-mighty-tor
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
August 2015
October 2016
April 2017
July 2017
September 2018
December 2018
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You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
itsquietinsantafe
TODAY
sylviian
holy shit its the last one
here’s to the next six years of thursday the 20th!
book-dragon-not-worm
I can’t NOT reblog this
easyvirgin-deactivated20160413
happy Thursday the 20th
blakegdiamond
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
the-mighty-tor
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
August 2015
October 2016
April 2017
July 2017
September 2018
December 2018
June 2019
February 2020
August 2020
You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
itsquietinsantafe
TODAY
sylviian
holy shit its the last one
here’s to the next six years of thursday the 20th!
book-dragon-not-worm
I can’t NOT reblog this
some men are made to suffer
You know what? So true. #toss him tuesday
I want to remind everyone that at some point bffs zuko and sokka were both ruling countries in their mid-20s and they probably had to go to a lot of important international meetings…but all they do is whisper dumb jokes to each other
There was a young man from Peru
Whose limericks stopped at line two
There once was a man from Verdun
There once was a man from the sticks Whose limericks stopped at line six. They were fine till line five Then they took quite a dive — But the problem is easy to fix If you just ignore the last line, it doesn't even follow the rhyme scheme oh god I've really lost control of this thing I'm so sorry...
There once was a man
From Cork who got limericks
And haiku confused.
There once was a man from the sticks
Who liked to compose limericks
But he failed at the sport
Because he wrote them too short
There once was a fellow named Dan, Whose poetry never would scan. When told this was so, He replied, "Yes, I know-- It's because I try to squeeze as many syllables into the last line as I possibly can."
On Tumblr did lasses and lads Their way with fail poetry had. You're having your fun But you're fooling no one - It takes skill to do something this bad.
blondebrainpower
4th century CE Roman amber pins, found in 2020 at the feet of an individual who was buried in a large sarcophagus at a necropolis in the French city of Autun.
These are stunning pins, crafted with exquisite attention to detail and symmetry…but what’s even more clever about them is the material they are made out of.
Amber is ever so slightly “sticky” as a surface (which makes sense, since it’s age-hardened sap / resin). It can be polished until it’s virtuall glass-smooth, but when tucked into hair, or into the fibers of a woven garment, it will have just a tiny bit more friction, causing them to have that much more of a chance to remain in place. As a material for securing things, they are slightly better than metal and bone, if not quite as good as wood (which has a great deal of microscopic texture for hair, etc, to catch on and cling to).
Most forms of amber are very clouded from inclusions when it was still sap, and fractal from the pressures it underwent as it hardened over the aeons. To be able to find pieces as large and clear as these are makes them all the more rare. Unlike metal or bone (and somewhat like wood) these pins would feel warmer to the touch, and be more comfortable and comforting for the owner, while being less fragile than wood. And lastly, amber does have a faint scent as it warms up, making them a natural perfume source.
These are not cheap throwaway objects, folks. These are indeed treasured posessions, just as much for their functionality & multi-use offerings as for their rarity and beauty.
Reblogging for all that extra amber trivia because it’s fascinating
"Credit to the original artist" is not credit to the original artist
"Payment to the cashier", I say, as I haul a TV out the door of the Walmart
Customer Service Nai is the only origin story I accept for his hatred of humanity.
