“It literally could not get any worse if we summoned Cthulhu, and in fact might improve the situation somewhat.”
2016
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Anonymous asked: Lurker here. I saw that post about "Baby It's Cold Outside." I still hate that song, because when you know the history, it just makes it more obvious why evil old farts think women are lying in the modern day about date rape. Because back in THEIR day, that was what consensual sex had to look like. TL,DR: Still hate this song.
Okay, look buddy, I’m not disagreeing with your ABSOLUTE PREROGATIVE to hate the song. You 100% have the right to stand by that, and I would never disagree with it. Your statement here is also completely accurate, and speaking as someone with a long ugly history of sexual assault (do you lurk enough to know that too, or are you just losing your temper?) I even agree with it. It was this attitude that you had to at least claim that you’d resisted in order to protect your reputation (”At least I can to say that I tried”) even if the sex was consensual that feeds into our modern culture’s total denial of date rape claims.
That being said, the specific song “Baby It’s Cold Outside” is radically different if you evaluate it as a song written in “their day” as opposed to the way most people do it, as a song written in our day. Culture is written in songs and stories, and this song speaks to a part of culture that is different today, that’s why it’s interesting. I’m not saying you have to like the song, nor am I questioning any skeeved-out feelings you have toward it, but there is a lot to be said for knowing one’s history in order to progress forward rather than backward, socially speaking.
Finally, may I ask why you felt the need to tell me specifically this thing? Because if you do lurk so often on my blog, as your intro implies, I don’t know what in particular you hoped to convey other than making me a little ill-tempered, because regardless of how you meant it, this ask comes off as fairly rude. And, as I have so frequently mentioned over the last few days, I am tired and stressed out about my family and generally exasperated with humanity. Like. You had to know I’d be inclined to take something like this a little poorly.
Anonymous asked: Sorry go bug you, I just wanted to ask--what's Westworld? (your recs are always so fantastic and so much better than anything google could give me)
YOU ARE NEVER BUGGING ME, I LOVE TO TALK ABOUT STUFF I LOVE.
So. Westworld. First off: have you seen Joss Whedon’s Dollhouse? If no, proceed and read this pitch. If yes, second question: did you like it? If no, you won’t like Westworld. If yes, don’t even BOTHER with this pitch, just watch the show.
A quick disclaimer: Westworld is a brand spanking new show on HBO based on the 1973 movie of the same name and, HBO being HBO, they do what they fucking want, so this show…like, it’s a really good show, I really like it, but if you can imagine a trigger warning, it’s probably attached to this show. Sex, murder, rape, blood, gore, etc. This show is FUCKED UP. Ergo, the cut.
I appreciate that this site has info on the differences between heart attacks in girls and in boys, but like
As a trans girl that’s been on hormones for almost two years now, I have no idea what to look for lmfao
All trans people, regardless of their gender, should make themselves familiar with how heart attacks typically present in women. ‘Masculine’ heart attacks aren’t exactly subtle. On the other hand many, many women end up dead only for the medical examiner to discover that they’ve had multiple heart attacks in the past that weren’t recognized or treated.
It doesn’t hurt to familiarize yourself with the way that heart attacks typically present themselves in both men and women and to seek emergency medical attention if you experience symptoms of either. Even cis men should make themselves aware of the different ways that heart attacks can present themselves.
Just… if you have any of the symptoms of a heart attack seek medical attention right away from an emergency room. Don’t blow it off because it could be the difference between life and death.
skymurdock asked: pssssst talk to me about Schuyler sisters in reincarnation AU. or more Alex/John whatever. rolls away.
The Schuyler sisters! My queens! The rest of the AU is here!
Alicia Laramie is seven years old when she remembers. Her parents bring home a little girl, and she looks different from the olive-wood skin and tumbling black curls of Alicia and her parents and her little sister Maggie—this girl all gold-tinged ivory skin and silky dark hair framing solemn black eyes. She’s a year younger than Alicia and her parents haven’t even gotten out “This is Lisa Tian” before she’s rushing forward to enfold the girl in her arms.
“Eliza,” Angelica whispers into the girl’s long dark hair. Bemused, the girl hugs her back, and Angelica says, “I’ll take care of you, Eliza. You’re the best thing in my life, I’ll choose your happiness every time.” The girl is confused when Angelica stands back, but she gives a smile, the same sweet smile Angelica remembers, and it’s good.
***
When the fifth grade class goes to the Grange for a field trip, Lisa spends three hours in semi-hysterical sobs, refusing to go through the front door, and the terrified tour guide calls the first emergency number on her phone. Twenty minutes later, a sixth-grader spills out of a cab and swoops down on her like a hurricane in rose and gold, and Eliza clings to Angelica like the last lifeboat on a sinking ship.
“It’s okay, Lizzie,” Angelica soothes.
“Angelica, I—I–”
“I know,” Angelica sighs, stroking her hair. “Take a couple deep breaths, ‘Liza, it’ll pass.”
“I miss him,” Eliza whispers into Angelica’s hip, and the stroking doesn’t pause.
“I know,” Angelica says. She gives a small, rueful smile. “That part won’t pass.”
Eliza laughs a little at that, muffled by Angelica’s jacket, and her grip tightens.
***
So…when Maggie Laramie is fourteen their house gets robbed. She gets caught and held at gunpoint, and she barely manages to not say “My father has gone to raise the Minutemen.” Instead she steadily states that he’s called the police, and when the three guys in black scramble like their lives depend on it, she smiles at her sisters.
“Maggie, that was amazing,” Mrs. Laramie says breathlessly.
“Peggy,” she corrects, and Angelica and Eliza glow.
Anonymous asked: 30, 49, 56, 71
More questions from this ask meme, yay!
30: Does anyone hate you?
HA, oh, baby, I’m an asshole. I’m confident that more people hate me than like me. My high school teachers were trying to get me expelled, I used to get into fistfights, I shout people down when they start talking about how well, black people are an evolutionary step down or well, homosexuality is illegal because Leviticus or well, Muslims are dangerous. If I had a dollar for everyone who called me a bitch or told me they hated me, I’d not be on a scholarship, I’ll tell you that much.
49: Is your life anything like it was two years ago?
Two years ago? Yeah, not unlike. College, Adler, the occasional medical catastrophe, writing novels. Same old, same old. Four years ago, on the other hand, not even slightly.
56: Do you think you like someone?
I dunno, I’m one of those people where I need to have someone sit me down and go “you’re aware that you’re into that person” before I realize. I had a terrible crush on this STUNNING girl from Kenya at my summer program, and I just saw a guy tonight who was…goddamn. Just. One hell of a jawline, with the whole rumpled slightly-smudged-with-grease mechanic’s vibe. But I also go to a VERY small school when I’m not on break, so not a lot of…variety, you know?
71: Do you have someone you can be your complete self around?
My dear @twistedangelsays, and my parents.
flvffs asked: BUT THEYRE NOT EVEN REALLY HAIRY THEY JUST have like soft spiky things
and PEACHES you keep adding to this list of perfectly palatable foods peaches taste perfect with cream
Peaches have FUZZ and that is just…no. I can appreciate that peaches even taste pretty good, I can admit that, I just CAN’T DO FUZZY FRUIT. AND RAMBUTANS ARE SCARY, I STAND BY THIS.
lathori asked: Babe. THE smut fic. You know the one. E x R, what we've been talking about. /Please/ write it? /Please/ <3 E
Aaaaand here we go with the smut. I don’t write smut much, mostly just on request. So I dunno how this came out. But it’s definitely smut. NSFW. Possibly NSF-Anywhere. Also it like…cold opens to sex, so. There is no plot here.
Grantaire tugged at the long ends of the cord, tightening the coil winding about the outside. It scraped along the taut length stretching to the headboard, a faint but audible sound, and he glanced down.
“Too tight?” he asked quietly, letting his fingers trail down to slip into the gap between Enjolras’ wrist and the five loops of white cotton binding him to the bed. He could still fit two fingers comfortably beside Enjolras’ delicate wrist, and the touch made Enjolras’ eyes flicker open. The usually bright honey color was a little hazy, distracted. “Mon ange,” Grantaire prompted.
“You’re fine,” Enjolras said, blinking until his gaze was clearer. Grantaire nodded and finished tucking the loose ends away until the knot was secure. He ducked, pressed a kiss to the long, deft fingers, and saw Enjolras close his eyes again.
So in my research for my thesis, I learned a thing, and it’s not useful for my thesis so I’m posting it here instead.
Okay, so, everyone knows that the words canon and cannon are not synonyms, and if you’re like me it kind of makes your teeth grind when people talk about firing the canons or historical cannon. BUT HERE’S THE THING. The word canon is a direct lift from Latin, and it means law or rule. And so when heavy metal guns were developed and needed to be called something other than ‘that big murder machine over there’, the word cannon developed directly out of canon in the sense of “to lay down the law,” the same way Samuel Colt’s gun got called the Peacemaker. Likewise, ordnance comes directly from the Latin ordinance, which also got transferred directly into English as another synonym for ‘rule.’
And that is your totally useless historical fun fact of the day.
Anonymous asked: Idk, you've always reminded me of Grantaire.
Well, I mean, given that I actually have a tag ‘I am Grantaire and Grantaire is me’, you are not incorrect.
