level 2 spell scars :) have fun when you suffer
For those who don’t know, the Sambatyon or Shabbat River is a legendary river which runs for six days of the week in a deadly torrent and on Shabbat, does not run. Legend has it that the Ten Lost Tribes were exiled to the other side of the Sambatyon, and many expeditions have gone to find it, but the thing is – the river is too wild to cross on the six days of the week, and on Shabbat it is forbidden to travel. So it’s impossible to cross, but in a very Jewish way where it’s not just STRAIGHT-UP IMPOSSIBLE, it’s impossible on a LEGAL TECHNICALITY. What’s on the other side? We’ll never know
If you write fantasy stories, please consider: this
But what if you just jumped really really high and crossed the river
Can’t be done
what if you traveled with a non-Jew and on Shabbat they swam across while towing you on an inflatable raft
I suspect this is still a violation but I’m not orthodox enough to say.
It’s a violation if you ask them to do it. If that just happens to occur through some bizarre coincidence, I think you’re in the clear.
Taking a study break, down by the river, and its such a lovely day. The water is perfect, so cool and inviting, but you don’t want to exert yourself in any way that could be construed as work. It’s a perfect time to take a break and sit in an inner tube. What a lovely, relaxing moment…. when your non-Jewish friend, that goofy weirdo, grabs the edge of your inner tube and starts pulling you across. What a joker.
some people on insta said i should post my workout routine since i mentioned how im so happy with the results, so here’s my little workout guide for my fellow trans folk! I focused on getting a more masculine body because obviously that’s what I want. I’m so happy with the results, this workout is saving my fucking life!!!! I can’t get on T soon so this has really been keeping my dysphoria in check. I barely get body dysphoria, i love how my clothes looks on me, i love feeling confident for once in my life!!! HOWEVER Don’t go overboard with working out my friends. Do not work out in a binder, you MUST take days off to let your muscles heal, and you CAN’T starve yourself! Fitness is all about health and diet! Take care of yourself. This is also MY workout routine, you may not get the same results as I have! Every body is different.
i just think the world would be a better place if we would all take a bit of time to examine how we personally interact with stories
I, for one, am a complex network of interconnected stories stored on a meat based drive.
that is quite possibly the most terrifying way of describing a human but honestly same
That’s not scary. What’s scary is that you’re a ghost and a skeleton working together to Pilot fleshy power armor made by your mother
You know, I expected to regret making this post for entirely different reasons than I actually regret making this post.
The Discourse Derailed, 2018.
collaborative art performed by collective
I’m going to save up for a new motorcycle by running a scam where I bet straight dudes at bars twenty bucks that I can get a girl’s number in under five minutes and then politely walk up her and say, “I just bet that asshole twenty bucks that I could get your number. I’ll split it with you if you pretend to laugh like I just said a good pick up line and then write a fake number on my hand.”
Like, I never understood those kind of bets in those shitty teen movies. Everybody loves being part of a scheme, man. Use your head.
If anyone ever does this to me I’ll call them out on being a con artist.
Joke’s on you, buddy. That’ll only have consequences the first, what, couple dozen times? I can take a punch.
But then eventually, I’ll have money for the bike, and whenever I get called out, I’ll just speed off, and, sure, maybe I crash and die in a gutter and the police can’t figure out why I have hundreds of fake phone numbers stuffed in my jacket and it launches a huge investigation that becomes sort of a local legend, but you know whose problem that is? Not fucking mine.
Because I’m a slutty motorcycle ghost, and who’s gonna’ stop me then? The ghost cops? Nice try. Everybody knows cops can’t become ghosts because they just go straight to hell. It’s basic math.
if somebody did this to me i’d give them my real number
hello my friends, i just wanted u all to know that the way Discord has stylized their logo text makes the letter “D” look like the letter “פ” in hebrew, which is called “pe” and is pronounced sort of like “p”
in conclusion: pisscorp
thank you for coming to my ted talk
Fundamentalist fearmongering video: This dungeon “master” is given complete control and “players” must do whatever dark things are demanded of them.
Real DM: Please, just cross the river. You’ve all tried to seduce the catfish and it didn’t work. I’m begging you.
Replacing “gaze” with “gays” in hymns
High on the Mountain Top:
For God remembers still/His promise made of old/That he on Zion’s hill/Truth’s standard would unfold!/Her light should there attract the gays/Of all the world in latter days.
As testimony fills my heart,/ It dulls the pain of days./For one brief moment, heaven’s view/Appears before my gays.
hi I’m auditioning for the role of macbeth and i’ll be singing *lights crash to the ground* *auditioner chokes* *curtains combust* *falls off the stage* *breaks neck and dies*
technically a string of freak accidents is no man of woman born
Lehi described the fruit on the tree of life as the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted but he lived in a world without artificial sweeteners so basically I wonder what’s sweeter say an entire pack of Starbursts or the fruit on the tree of life
students: hey can we have mental health resources
i was misinformed so I’m going to make a correction: this closet was actually an art installation made by a student to help destress testing and was not something the school did
hmmmm canonically lup and barry met WAY before taako and kravitz did. but barry (and probably lup lbr) took over 20 years to admit they were in love – and that was only admitting it to taako! legato was cycle 47! meanwhile, taako asks kravitz out on a date the second fucking time they meet, and are declaring their love a few months later.
what i’m getting at is, in almost every au where time exists in a normal way, taako and kravitz should totally get together while lup and barry are still pining even though they’re, like, childhood friends.
taako: holy shit, just ask him out already
lup: um, absolutely the fuck not
taako: what are you so afraid of? like, the dude is clearly into you
lup: but he might not be! do you know how risky and– and scary it is to ask someone out? especially when you’re really into them?
taako: i know that you’re a coward
lup: yeah? well then i’m sure you’d have no problem asking out that hot guy you met last week. the one you said you were going to marry? the one who’s passing by our table right now? i mean, it’s the perfect opportunity to–
taako: [throws an empty soda can at kravitz’s head] hey! hey, krav!
kravitz: what the fu
taako: you wanna go on a date with me? like, tomorrow?
kravitz: …yes. definitely. when and where?
taako: [turning back to lup] your move. coward.
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jokes on you i read homestuck
Shout out to writers who can’t do plots, who write about feelings and moments in time instead. I love reading those fics, and I love writing those fics. Keep on peering into the depths of characters’ hearts and souls in the little moments. You’re exploring the places where canon often fears to tread.
This adorable little robot is designed to make sure its photosynthesising passenger is well taken care of. It moves towards brighter light if it needs, or hides in the shade to keep cool. When in the light, it rotates to make sure the plant gets plenty of light. It even likes to play with humans.
Oh, and apparently, it gets antsy when it’s thirsty.
The robot is actually an art project called “Sharing Human Technology with Plants” by a roboticist named Sun Tianqi. It’s made from a modified version of a Vincross HEXA robot, and in his own words, it’s purpose is “to explore the relationship between living beings and robots.”
I don’t care if it’s silly. I want one.
Now that’s a prank! Even the professor was laughing.
We should have, like … an event or a tag or something inspired by Magnus’s first duck carving where we’re encouraged to post art (visual, writing, handicrafts, music, whatever) that we’re nervous and uncertain about and then other people come in and say nice things about it.
It’s been almost a year since Magnus’s First Duck and I think that’s a great time to make this idea a reality.
So by the power vested in my by my own defiant self-confidence, I’m declaring June 1st-7th, this year and every year that follows to be Duck Days!
For the first week of June, this blog will be reblogging any post tagged with #duckdays2018!
There’s two ways to celebrate this event! One is by making and/or posting content you’re uncertain about. Art, writing, music, craft, cooking, programming, anything at all! It’s a great time to try something new or show off something you’ve been working on.
If you don’t have anything you want to post (and even if you do) the second way to celebrate it is even more important: reblog, reply or comment on the work and tell the creator what you like about it!
If you’re not in the TAZ fandom, don’t let that stop you from participating! It’s inspired by TAZ, but appreciating and sharing amateur work is something anyone can enjoy. Let’s spread positivity, celebrate amateurs, celebrate learning and growing and punch “cringe culture” in the face!
This sounds like a super fun idea! :D