things i am learning now that i’m finally actually watching avatar the last air bender part one:
1) not everyone is a bender 2) it does appear to be inherent to some extent, because katara seems to be partially self-taught 3) however, there is a learning element, because you can improve on your skills and the avatar has to learn how to master all four elements where i thought aang just had inherent skill 4) the element of the bender seems to always match the element of the tribe they’re in, which makes sense if they are taught by their tribe but raises some questions if it’s inherent. is bending ability passed genetically? what happens if two benders of different elements have a kid? i can’t google this because i don’t want anymore spoilers than i already have 5) uncle iroh is prince zuko’s uncle?????????? i thought he was like an earth bender who owned a tea shop this entire fucking time how did i go into this series knowing almost everything but THAT
i honestly thought it was an honorary title like he’s a nice old man who helps out all the kids so he just has them call him uncle
OP is a citizen of Ba Sing Se
To answer #4, yes it is genetic, if two different benders have a baby each baby gets a genetic coin flip on which one they get.(though this isn’t really addressed until legend of Korra)
You deserve love now. Not once you lose weight. Not once you accomplish that thing. Not once you move. Not once you get on medication. Not once you start therapy. Not once you get that job. Not once you’re more like them. Now. You don’t have to earn the right to be loved. You deserve it right now, and always have.
I feel like in the rush of “throw out etiquette who cares what fork you use or who gets introduced first” we actually lost a lot of social scripts that the younger generations are floundering without.
A lot of tough situations where we now feel like we “don’t know what to do or say” had social scripts just a couple of generations ago and they might have been canned phrases or robotic actions but they could still be meant sincerely and unfortunately we haven’t replaced them with any more sincere or easier new script.
a lot of people are giving examples in the notes of things they just find annoying like not using headphones in public, but OP is talking about actual literal scripts of things to say in awkward situations
if you have a date or two with someone and you don’t see a relationship developing? most millennials / gen Zers just end up ghosting. but a social script that might have been taught and rehearsed in the past could be:
“I really appreciated getting dinner with you the other night and I enjoyed your company, but I’m afraid I didn’t feel a spark. I wish you the best, and hope you find that special someone!”
like it sounds kind of trite but it was at least something to say and it can still be meant with kind sincerity. it also communicates in 2 sentences that you don’t want to see them romantically again, but there aren’t any hard feelings about that. that’s it!!! that’s all it takes!!!
Another example is that at parties a lot of people talk about how awkward it is to mingle or talk to people they dont know. But at old timey parties that was traditionally the HOST’S job, and there was a specific scripted way of doing it that eased the process! The host would bring you in, introduce you and maybe even a little bit about you like what you did for a living, and then guide you to a group you could talk to. They didn’t just let you in the door and then ditch you to fend for yourself in a sea of strangers. That would be unthinkable and no one would be surprised if a get-together like that wound up being awkward.
Hey! Are there blacksmiths in your story? I’m a hobbyist blacksmith and I’m here to help!
Blacksmithing is one of those things that a lot of people get wrong because they don’t realize it stuck around past the advent of the assembly line. Here’s a list of some common misconceptions I see and what to do instead!
Not all blacksmiths are gigantic terrifying muscly guys with beards and deep voices. I am 5'8, skinny as a twig, have the muscle mass of wet bread, and exist on Tumblr. Anybody who is strong enough to pick up a hammer and understands fire safety can be a blacksmith.
You can make more than just swords with blacksmithing. Though swords are undeniably practical, they’re not the only things that can be made. I’ve made candle holders, wall hooks, kebab skewers, fire pokers, and more. Look up things other people have made, it’s really amazing what can be done.
“Red-hot” is actually not that hot by blacksmith terms. when heated up, the metal goes from black, to red, to orange, to yellow, to white. (for temperature reference, I got a second degree burn from picking up a piece of metal on black heat) The ideal color to work with the metal is yellow. White is not ideal at all, because the metal starts sparking and gets all weird and lumpy when it cools. (At no point in this process does the metal get even close to melting. It gets soft enough to work with, but I have never once seen metal become a liquid.)
Blacksmithing takes fucking forever. Not even taking into account starting the forge, selecting and preparing metal, etc. etc. it takes me around an hour to make one (1) fancy skewer. The metals blacksmiths work with heat up and cool down incredibly fast. When the forge is going good, it only takes like 20 seconds to get your metal hot enough to work with, but it takes about the same time for it to cool down, sometimes even less.
As long as you are careful, it is actually stupidly easy to not get hurt while blacksmithing. When I picked up this hobby I was like “okay, cool! I’m gonna make stuff, and I’m gonna end up in the hospital at some point!” Thus far, the latter has yet to occur. I’ve been doing this for nearly a year. I have earned myself a new scar from the aforementioned second degree burn, and one singe mark on my jeans. I don’t even wear gloves half the time. Literally just eye protection, common sense, and fast reflexes and you’ll probably be fine. (Accidents still happen of course, but I have found adequate safety weirdly easy to achieve with this hobby)
A forge is not a fire. The forge is the thing blacksmiths put their metal in to heat it up. It starts as a small fire, usually with newspaper or something else that’s relatively small and burns easily, which we then put in the forge itself, which is sort of a fireplace-esque thing (there’s a lot of different types of forge, look into it and try to figure out what sort of forge would make the most sense for the context you’re writing about) and we cover it with coal, which then catches fire and heats up. The forge gets really hot, and sometimes really bright. Sometimes when I stare at the forge for too long it’s like staring into the sun. The forge is also not a waterfall of lava, Steven Universe. It doesn’t work like that, Steven Universe.
Welding and blacksmithing are not the same thing. They often go hand-in-hand, but you cannot connected two pieces of metal with traditional blacksmithing alone. There is something called forge welding, where you heat your metal, sprinkle borax (or the in-universe equivalent) on it to prevent the metal from oxidizing/being non-weldable, and hammer the pieces together very quickly. Forge welding also sends sparks flying everywhere, and if you’re working in a small space with other blacksmiths, you usually want to announce that you’re welding before you do, so that everyone in a five-foot radius can get out of that five-foot radius. You also cannot just stuck some random pebbles into the forge and get a decent piece of metal that you can actually make something with, Steven Universe. It doesn’t work like that, Steven Universe.
Anvils are really fucking heavy. Nothing else to add here.
Making jewelry is not a blacksmithing thing unless you want jewelry made of steel. And it will be very ugly if you try. Blacksmithing wasn’t invented to make small things.
If there’s anything here I didn’t mention, just ask and I’ll do my best to answer.
“RECENTLY THERE’S BEEN A LOT OF PEOPLE ONLINE CHALLENGING EACH OTHER TO CHEW THROUGH WATERMELON. IS THERE ANYONE WILLING TO CHALLENGE ME??” *smacks head three times with plate* “[UNINTELLIGIBLE]” *gross wet chomping noises*
the most powerful man in the world
Ya’ll if this man ever gets bitten by a zombie we’re all fucked
the [UNINTELLIGIBLE] is him boasting that the watermelon is 500 kg
hey! thank you for this addition; i suggested wix back in april before i was aware of this, but as of present day i do not suggest using wix for your personal sites.
@spectatorindex: BREAKING: Hamas says it is willing to release hostages in exchange for all Palestinian prisoners currently held in Israeli prisons.
this is, like, the second (third?) time Hamas is offering this to Israel. Let’s see them refuse it again because they hate Palestinians more than they care about their citizens (sound familiar? yeah, Israel loooooves to project every atrocity it commits onto Palestinians.)
Literally families of the hostages are also demanding ceasefire to the lunatic’s face.
Mythical creatures exist, but they all like to take the form of humans, they do it so well that most of their own species wouldn’t be able to tell. One day your wife sits you down and explains that she is a dragon…you begin to worry about your secret stash of gold in the attic.
Well thank you gnome man, but I would still like to eat your existence
I cast FUCK OFF!
I’m a skull, you cant turn something off I can’t do! BE EATEN
Fuck Off is like a fus ru dah
That’s gibberish, look gnome, just, get in my mouth, get eaten, then shatter me or something, you took my body, I’m not even eligible for the skeleton army because I’m just a skull, you can give me the pleasure of consuming a gnome.
Are you sure about that? Are you even aware where I am? Do you know where I reside? I know what’s in your beard, I know what you did gnomish. I. Know.
You don’t know shit, and if you know what’s good for you, you will shut up
No gnomish, if you know what’s good for you, you will get in my mouth and Be. Eaten.
You don’t understand what I can do
I know very well what you can do gnomish, I know what you have done, I know what you will do.
But we both know that what you wish to do is something even you know not to do.
So be. Consumed. Before it is too late gnomish.
Before it happens.
That’s a key detail you got wrong. What I truly wish to do will never come to fruition, I know that. But I will not fade gently into the tomes of history.
You won’t fade, you will re exist, different but same, same but different, you will be the gnomish bastard and you will be no one, you will be no one and you will be the gnomish bastard, you will exist yet not exist, you will not exist yet you will.
Consumption is merely a way to start, not to end
Consumption is merely a way to end, not to start
There is one difference between the choices, there is no difference between the choices.
Existence is fragile gnomish and sometimes that existence has to stop for people. Like you.
History will be no more, nor future, but as you wish, you will be left alone gnomish, may you regret your choices and be happy.
None of that makes any sense, the answer is still no.
Good luck killing them, gnomus wizardus, may you never find rest.
i received this unexpectedly in the mail today. it is polished, with a small hole drilled in the center (probably for wall/case mounting?)
please tell me this isnt a human femur…. can provide more photos if necessary
This definitely looks to be a human femur that has been professionally prepped. I would contact the sender to get more information!
This post is better than any horror movie ever produced.
We should be fine as long as we do not reblog bread.
Question.
I’ve rebogged bread.
What?
I have done nothing but reblog bread for the past three days.
Where, where have you been sending it?!
I love how there are more reblogs than likes
This post. This fucking post. I cannot believe after nearly 7 years its still going around. Let alone ON MY OWN DASH! A kid born on the day i posted this would be entering 2nd grade right now.
We should be fine as long as we do not reblog bread.
Question.
I’ve rebogged bread.
What?
I have done nothing but reblog bread for the past three days.
Where, where have you been sending it?!
I love how there are more reblogs than likes
This post. This fucking post. I cannot believe after nearly 7 years its still going around. Let alone ON MY OWN DASH! A kid born on the day i posted this would be entering 2nd grade right now.
Fun character dynamic: Two characters, one of whom is autistic and competent at what they do, but isn’t exactly charming to people. The other one has ADHD, can’t really do fuck-all, but had a rough learning curve about people-pleasing growing up, and is really good at charming people. And they work as a team because that’s how they work. One of them does the job as necessary and the other one just shows up like
“Oh me? Yeah no I just speak for this guy. I’m his spokesman. Yeah that’s my full time job. We cannot survive without each other.”
Another interesting fact is that in the US it is illegal to sell or trade any migratory birds native to the United States and it’s overseas territories. It is only illegal to sell human remains in 8 states, however.
Well people aren’t exactly killing humans to make money off their remains lmao/lh
people want doing the right thing to be like pulling the correct lever at the correct time but actually usually doing the right thing is more like holding a moderate weight at arm’s length continuously for seventeen years
every so often since like, March, this post will spike in popularity, and I’ll just suddenly know that a few thousand people somewhere are Going Through It for reasons I cannot know in any detail, like I’m some small node in our collective lymbic system that doesn’t actually know what to do with the signals it’s given. it’s interesting.
people want doing the right thing to be like pulling the correct lever at the correct time but actually usually doing the right thing is more like holding a moderate weight at arm’s length continuously for seventeen years
every so often since like, March, this post will spike in popularity, and I’ll just suddenly know that a few thousand people somewhere are Going Through It for reasons I cannot know in any detail, like I’m some small node in our collective lymbic system that doesn’t actually know what to do with the signals it’s given. it’s interesting.
hi hey please talk about this as much as you can constantly over time
so often i’ve seen big-ass Stupid Bullshit News about Stupid Bullshit become absolutely nothing after like 3 days. i’m so fucking tired of it because it means that nothing changes, since we’ve forgotten what we need to change.
now amazon is getting sued. awesome! this is the first time i’ve heard of it. the suit was filed presumably somewhere between a few hours and a day ago, so that’s understandable.
is this really, really going to be covered after, i dunno, three days? i honestly don’t reckon so. amazon has enough money and probably apathy to make this not as much of an important lawsuit as it should - and maybe could - be.
i would love to be reminded every day for weeks and then months that amazon is being sued for operating an illegal monopoly. i want to read every joke, hear every update, see every move that’s made until this shit is wrapped up. i don’t just want to operate on hope and, inversely, a lack of faith on this one.
i want my anger over the way things are run to be grounded in things happening right here and right now, instead of historical events that make you go “that sucks. can’t change the past! :)” and move on, because that changes nothing in the present or the future. please talk about amazon getting sued by the federal trade commission and 17 state attourneys-general for breaking antitrust laws by being an illegal monopoly.
guys i am fucking crying i got an old copy of pilgrims progress from a used booksale and i just opened it and there’s a handwritten dedication to a girl from her grandfather from christmas 1888 and she put a little fucking drawing in the back and im sitting on my bed losing my fucking mind over a hundred years ago a grandpa gave this book to “miss maggie” and she loved it and it’s lasted a century and im holding it right now
i showed the book to my mom when she came home from a trip and she reminded me that in little women (1868) each of the march sisters got a copy of pilgrim’s progress under their pillow for christmas there is a high, high, HIGH chance that this little girl was a huge fan of little women and talked to her grandfather about it and he got her a classic book just like her 1880s blorbos i am flailing on the ground humanity is so special
it’s very funny to grow up and become the age you used to think adults were so old and wise at and realize that their inner monologue was ABSOLUTELY “shit shit shit shit shit shit” the whole time
My mom was 23 when she had me.
If I’d done the same, I’d have a kid in school right now, with a personality and everything, and because I don’t, I have ice cream for breakfast sometimes.
I remember once standing in our kitchen and asking how old she was, and she said she was twenty-six. She was getting her driver’s license, and had stuck some documents onto our fridge. I’m older than she had been then, now.
I have no idea what I’m doing. She had no idea what she was doing. There are kids right now who don’t know what they’re doing, but they think I do. So I guess I gotta fake it for them, right? Just like mom did
Im not a parent, but I know that so many issues with kids misbehaving could be solved by giving them a simple task to complete instead of just yelling “stop” until they cry
Over the summer I went to an art museum with my S/O and their son (age 10). The son wasn’t as engaged as we’d hoped, but also we probably should have known.
He whined about and my S/O said “we went to legoland for you, this is for us adults” which is fine, but that didn’t stop him from whining about.
Immediately jumping into teacher mode, I pulled out my notebook and a pen and I said “hey, every time we stop to look at a painting for a while, I want you to draw it.” He didn’t draw a single picture. I showed him how to do it, still didn’t draw a single picture…but he also stopped whining. He couldn’t complete the task, but his focus was taken away from “I don’t want to be here” and was transferred to “what does this image look like? how can i draw this”
It doesn’t always work, but it teaches kid to channel energy and focus instead of wondering what “stop” means. Because “stop” really means “do something else”.
for some reason your icon being a knife gave me the really strong impression you were telling me all this information at knifepoint
i think ubisoft devs should not only post their work from canned projects i think they should legally be allowed to come together and eat the entire guillemot family <3
This was on a post discussing shit parents doing a new satanic panic. Valid points all around but. But I’m crying. This is the funniest lie ever, no parody I could come up with this will be this funny. Nonbinary Julius Cesar
There is a tumblr blog that only appears in my dreams. It is a blog with 1 post that is simply them answering the ask I sent (“Are you okay”) with a picture of Drake dying in a bus. This has appeared multiple times to me.
I will continue to call The Creature “Frankenstein” and no force in Heaven or Earth will impede that.
I also laughed at him totally deliberately calling attention to the fact Victor isn’t a real doctor because he dropped out of college and built a guy out of corpses
