sakurai still hasn’t gotten back to me re: cookie clicker grandma in Smash but any day now
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i still remember clearly one of my first interactions at pride with a 40-something member of the lgbt community. I asked him if I could take a picture of him with the bear flag (because I was really happy to see it irl for the first time!) and he asked, "are you feeling like a she-bear a little bit?"
and being gay almost exclusively online back then aside from maybe two friends, I was shocked by that question. me? a 19 years old kid who thought themselves to be cis and bi? I was basically the polar opposite of what a bear is.
but now, six years later, I see it. I'm fat, I'm hairy, I'm shamelessly a dyke, I'm masc. yes I'm butch, but fuck it, I'm also a she-bear. that guy was right. I hope he's doing alright and he knows he's changed my view on labels forever.
since this keeps getting notes (which I didn't expect since I'm a small blog), I'd like to also point out 1) my original tags:
and 2) the fact that this post was made to show you that, if someone that's over twice my age will call me a bear without batting an eye when I wasn't, I'm not, and I never looked like a gay man, then maybe 11 different microlabels to describe your own unique gender and sexuality experience aren't as necessary as you think.
love how broad lgbt identities are. don't limit yourself to microlabels to build your sense of self. cherish all interactions with older members.
today i found this like. insane trad art person on twitter who still thinks impressionism is like a dangerous and degenerate and novel art movement
this is the funniest hill to die on ever i think
The impressionists were all in their 70-90s when WW1 kicked off
William Adolphe Bouguereau, the Academecist who painted the painting on the left, died aged 79 in 1905.
no excuse. those old men should have been in the trenches #mindset #success #hustle
Anonymous asked:
CT I am pleased to announce that our beloved dog saints feast day, August 22 does indeed fall on dog saint monday this year. hell yea Saint guinefort, canon in my heart at least
normal-horoscopes answered:
Mark your calenders girls, soon it will be time for the ultimate Dog Saint Monday
Ea-Naṣir Goes Clothes Shopping (UET V 848/BM 131428)
In the interest of helping y’all stalk a guy who’s been dead for three thousand years, I present to you another document excavated from the archives of Ea-Naṣir! This one is a purely practical one: a record of sale for 50 garments to Ea-Naṣir. The guy apparently liked his clothing (or, more likely, bought it to sell as a merchant).
11 garments:
value: 1/3 mina, 2 2/3 shekels of silver
5 garments:
value: 13 shekels of silver
2 garments:
value: 6 ½ shekels of silver
5 garments:
value: 10 2/3 shekels of silver
27 garments:
value: 5/6 mina, 4 ½ shekels, 15 še
______________
50 garments:
value: 1 2/3 mina, 7 1/3 shekels, 15 še:
in the hands of Mr. Ea-Naṣir
(A mina was about 500g; a shekel was 8.3g; a mina was .05g. So the total weight in silver for 50 outfits was about 895g, or two pounds.)
Girls wake up new Ea Nasir lore dropped
Absolutely obsessed with these vibes
this is what you see rising cheerfully out of the waves as you die of dehydration after drinking saltwater on a desert island for several weeks in the hot sun
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