#Research Whisperer

[researchwhisperer]

"A lot of engagement work, a lot of outreach work, is not counted." - Tseen Khoo.

Our discussion with the wonderful Tamika Heiden for the 2024 Research Impact Summit, where we talk about how to support academics doing engagement with the public.

[jod999]

"For a reason I can no longer remember, I started picking science theses at random from the Australian National University library catalogue and reading only the acknowledgements." - Tabitha Carvan

[spirit-lanterns]

The Engineer 🤝 The Researcher

✨Nerdy women in STEM who are canonically popular with the ladies✨

[winternymphaea]

EDWARDIAN HAIR CARE

REGULAR HAIR CARE

Hair was brushed every morning before dressing it, and should be brushed and put into a loose braid each night. In the summer, two braids was recommended for better ventilation.

Combs and brushes were to be washed after each use.

If one has the time and energy, a massage can be done daily. Many women with long, luscious locks claimed this to be the key to their hair.

Hair tonics were applied usually every other day. These often included oils that we still use for hair today (such as rosemary oil, bergamot oil and castor oil). Some were made for the scalp, other tonics were to be applied to the ends of the hair.

HAIR WASHING

Edwardians believed that shampooing too often would rid the hair of necessary oils, and cause the hair to become dry and fall out. I read some sources that claimed hair should be washed once a month, with some using dry shampoo methods to prolong the time between washes, stretching it out to 5 weeks. If the hair was prone to becoming greasy, you may want to wash it every 7-10 days. Other sources claimed that hair should be washed once a week. It seems women with longer hair agreed that hair should be washed as little as possible.

Shampoos were either made at home, or the hair was washed at a salon. There were many different shampoo recipes, though a very simple one was to mix two raw eggs and two tablespoons of water. A mug would have been used to properly rinse the hair out with clean water, until no particle of shampoo remained. The water would be as cold as they could bare it.

There were a few methods of drying the hair. Patting dry or wringing out hair with a towel, using a palm-leaf fan to fan the hair, sun and air drying. Some used a mixture of these methods. Some Edwardians liked to lay their hair out over a radiator to dry the hair in a much quicker manner, though they knew this would damage the hair, especially after the shampoo removed any protecting hair-oils.

Something to note here is that Edwardians used boar bristle hairbrushes, which distributes the oils of the hair evenly unlike many modern hair brushes. Since they were brushing their hair daily, this is how their hair was able to avoid the greasy look and have a longer time period between washes.

HAIR CUTTING / SINGEING / SPLIT ENDS TREATMENT

The Edwardians used singeing as a means for treating hair that is “impoverished or not in normal condition.” When the ends of one’s hair were dry and split, the hair would be subjected to burning, which was to be done by professionals. “Take strands of hair, twist them tightly — that there will be no draught — and then quickly run over each a lighted taper, that burns the tiny ends sticking out and does not affect the long growth.”

Hair singeing was not to be done more often than once in three months, and sometimes longer.

Many believed the superstition that hair singeing should not be done except when the moon in new.

Some also believed this hair-singeing to be the best method, and that the hair should not be cut with scissors, as it would “make the hair bleed,” (they thought the ‘unsealed’ ends from hair cutting would allow moisture from the hair to drip out, whereas burning would seal the ends).

[whisperthewillow]

throw WAAAAY back to when i did play piercing and a shoot to raise money for cancer research UK <3

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[hauntedrose555]

tw fake cuts

I’ve been so obsessed with the black dahlia case recently

[a-heart-of-kyber]

Yep, outside of the helmet vision, which shows Osha herself, all the calls/whispers/visions stop once she's with Qimir. There's no push/pull to return to Mae.

[mel-addams]

“I’m Devinder Crousley, and this–is Delving Into Darkness.”

“Or, at least, into a lovely twilight, soon to be dark. I’ve come to Egypt to visit a couple old Oxford mates, and happened upon some rather curious rumors circulating amongst the locals. As I understand, not far outside the town is an area referred to as “Serket’s Domain,” where one might be able to find some scorpions of unusual size. But not just any supernaturally oversized arthropodic cryptids! These are, so I’ve heard, potentially descended from those in the tale Isis and the Seven Scorpions. And–oh, what luck!”

"A spectacular specimen, indeed! Its claws alone appear to be over 20 centimetres, the typical length of the entire body of a Pandinus imperator–or, emperor scorpion–one of the largest mundane scorpion species. And while standard scorpion chitin will fluoresce under UV light, this one appears to have unique striations, glowing even without the use of my blacklight–in multiple, atypical colors, akin to a railroad worm’s bioluminescence! Fascinating… Primarily prominent are fiery orange markings, located on both the stinger and cephalothorax, presenting as a large dorsal spot with eight to ten radial lines–almost like a sun with rays. Perhaps these markings might be used amongst others of the species as a form of signaling, possibly for general communication or mating purposes? However, an additional green spot just above its two front-facing eyes is relatively quite small. While it appears to me not unlike an illustrated "third eye" of sorts in combination with the surrounding orange markings, it’s possible the green mark acts as a form of lure for prey–bugger."

“It would appear Isis’ seven scorpions–or rather their descendants–are as formidable as you’d expect from the legend! I had assumed the initial specimen was an adult, but I now believe it more likely a juvenile, as many others have arrived that seem to be, um–they’re a few metres long! I shall endeavor to report further observations and provide more accurate measurements once I’m at a safer distance, but for now, it’s time to go! Until next time, dev-iners!”

(I had an idea to have seven scorpions chase me for a SWL anniversary contest, but it evolved into a short Redfall-flavored cryptid-hunting pseudo-eposide!)

[chicago-geniza]

Cheers to the absolutely ancient man who called our bookstore zooted to hell and back on prescription painkillers, cheerfully informed me he had five "serious surgeries" on his back for hemiplegia, then became distraught when we could not send him a translation of Thomas Aquinas that has been out of print since 1948

[butterflieswhisper]

hiiii ^^ beastlife fishie analysis. spoilers ahead. etc etc

okay so. the main point of this is simple. I don't think the salmon head cursed c!fishie. Explaining that is the harder part I think. also i'm going to refer to the salmon head thing in e5 as "the incident" from here on out because frankly i think it's funny

Let's start with the incident. The big day. etc. What happened? Why did it happen? Obligatory third questioning statement? Well. She was gifted the salmon head for her birthday by kiwi(or like. someone in the kiwibird system. -bird system. the birds). Immediately upon receiving it she relives parts of season one and fishie herself doesn't really acknowledge it. The other players definitely notice but im not caught up enough in any other pov yet to like have thoughts on that I'll come back to that point someday. Fishie seems shaken, sure, but she moves on so quickly, especially considering what happened just there. 37 seconds of standing frozen, unresponsive. she recovers in 5 seconds. And seeing how she reacts later on to realizing the memory situation--if she was aware that happened, she would probably be concerned by it. She puts it on for a brief second at the end of the party and takes it off immediately. She's otherwise normal -- well. as normal as she is otherwise up to that point. Because that is also how she acts with pretty much any salmon head, even just kiwi herself.

I raise: Episode one, about 8:20 in. The slow zoom on kiwi as the static overtakes every other noise. This is the *exact* same behavior displayed when fishie receives the salmon head, albeit without actual concrete old video footage style flashbacks. In episode two (28:55ish) the same thing happens when she looks at the salmon head in moch's house, but this time there is technically a flashback -- kiwis grave. Fishie moves on immediately and doesn't acknowledge her behavior at all, and, seeing as it is fishie, im inclined to believe that means she does not know she is doing it. Fishie (when alone) will discuss all of her problems in immense, and usually misguided detail (bestie i promise kiwi doesn't hate you???) to the audience and/or herself. I mean she's not alone in episode one, and it is technically presession, and i guess getting struck by lightning is a decent distraction from your problems, but in episode two? She is completely alone. There is nobody with her. She went looking for moch and moch is not there. She still doesn't acknowledge the fiveish seconds she is completely frozen. This happens again and again with kiwi and salmon heads.

And then that leads you to e5. The incident. She's. well. she's doing worse. 0:50. "This will distract me if i leave it up." This is the first mention from fishie herself about how fucking weird she's being, and even then she doesn't seem concerned. I think she does not realize she's being so so incredibly weird about it. If the static and freezing is what's referred to as "distraction" then keeping it in her inventory makes it worse actually so it wouldn't really make sense unless the way it is distracting her is NOT the. well. whatever the fuck is wrong with her (affectionate). After she puts the head on there's the static all the time but for a short brief amount of time she's like significantly more normal and i don't really know if that means anything i just think it's really funny.

And then we all know what goes on during the incident i'm not analyzing this video frame by frame. um. i could. but i am not going to right now. And then she has the conversation on the table with kiwi where she like is normal for 5 minutes. Like genuinely the most. i guess stable? fishie's thought process is is like in the moments directly after the incident. She is immediately understanding with the antikiwi situation, they come to an agreement that they're like. okay now. "thank you for everything and im so sorry i couldnt do more" / "it was short, but it was nice" "i knew what i was getting into when i married you" etc etc and then they kind of rush it at the end because people won't stop dying. But then fishie is fishie and takes it in the complete opposite extreme (from. um. whatever was wrong up until now. to "oh kiwibird must secretly hate me because" and then there's no real good reason she's just like that) and it's also an issue. And i think the season two memory thing is also a part of that but this is so long already and so i'm not going to get into it rn. So bringing all of this back to my original point: the salmon head was not the cause of the curse(?) because she's been so weird all the time forever and the salmon head thing was just like. an effect. of whatever went Wrong(tm) in the season transition. like the head was a vessel to Be Worse about it but i feel like it would have worked with any salmon head she got her hands on and that it happened to be kiwico was a coincidence and also that the head wasn't cursed at all there's just something deeply wrong with fishie s3 in general and uh yeah 👍

I'm so sorry this is so disjointed i had a thesis statement and everything. alas

[atlantis-just-drowned]

Magic tricks aren't for cats

Based on @thewigsnatcher764's ask :D

A/N : I made it a small story because I was inspired, oops? Also please consider reblogging instead of liking posts because likes don't boost posts and just make them die <3

"Encore ?! Aw, come on mon minou, how do you manage to fail this trick everytime ?"

Pluto looked up from the small coin that has fallen from his hand, and stared at his friend, deadpan. Duke were offering him this half-amused, half-confused grin that he was starting to know well.

"You're bad at explaining it." The short boy answered, still not impressed by the gap between their respective skills in magic tricks.

Duke exaggerated a shocked gasp, laying a hand on his chest in faked disbelief. "Comment peux-tu dire une chose pareille!" As he spoke, his dark-haired friend bent down and picked the golden coin, looking at it closely. "You're the one who's bad at understanding what I say!"

Without even answering to the dig, Pluto tried to reproduce the trick again. He closed his fingers around the buck, attempting to hide it away, but despite his agility, his fingers ripped, sending the coin into the air as he tried to catch it in flight, the round slice bouncing on the skin of his hands and changing direction, until it touched the floor. Again.

The pale-skinned boy looked up at Duke again. "Deer?"

For a second, the magician furrowed his brows, puzzled both by his friend's inability to success the trick, and by his terrible accent. "No. Dire. It means to say, to express with words."

"So..." Pluto looked down for a second, searching in his memory for something that he knew a lot better than magic tricks. "It's latin."

This time, Duke didn't fake the massive confusion that his expression was showing as he answered with disbelief, while his friend picked the coin again. "Quoi? No! It's French!"

The short boy looked up at Duke, raising a brow underneath his black strand of hair. "What I mean is... It comes from the classic latin dīcĕre. Isn't it ?"

The brown-skinned man took a moment to connect the dots, before his usual, prideful smile came back and he walked closer to Pluto, grabbing his shoulders in a friendly way. "I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to, mon minou. De nous deux, I'm not the nerd. Now what about we try this little trick again?"

Pluto sighed, deceived to see his diversion had been noticed. Looking at the coin in his hand, he complained. "But why don't you teach me some French instead? I'm sure I'd be better at it than I will ever be with your weird pranks!"

Those last words made Duke frown slightly, his ego touched. "Je ne te permet pas! Those tricks are very distracting and useful!" His sulking didn't last long however, and the trickster cracked an amused smile at his friend's annoyance. Raising a finger in the air, he continued cheerfully. "Besides! You really think I would grant you with the capacité to comprehend such a sophisticated language that is French?"

Rumbling a little in annoyance, Pluto hid his hands in his pockets and tried to argue. "It it really that complicated ? It just sounds like you put weird syllabus next to each others and twist your tongue at impossible angles."

Duke snickered, enjoying his friend's grumpiness as he answered on the same tone as before, determined not to let the pale-skinned boy have his way. "Oh, no mon minou! You need a lot more finesse than that! Well..." The magician looked at his friend with a smirk. "At least enough of it to manage the simplest tricks."

The black-haired student deadpanned at him, unmoved by Duke's attempt to motivate him. Moving away from him and taking the coin out of his pocket again, Pluto put it in evidence for his friend to see, before closing his fingers around it, and throwing the buck over his shoulder. Opening his hands again, he showed his two empty palms to a not-so-convinced Duke, who looked at him curiously. "Here. I succeed. It disappeared."

The brown-skinned trickster laughed frantically, amused. "Ha! Je ne l'avais pas vu venir! I didn't expect that!" He stopped his laugh and wiped an imaginary tear from the edge of his eye. "Oh well, mon minou..." As he spoke, enjoyment in his voice, Duke came closer to the short boy, and wrapped his arm around Pluto's shoulders, before leading him to the dinning hall. "Alright, alright, laisses tomber, let's drop this for now. Our friends are surely waiting for us downstairs."

And with that, the black-haired boy was safe from Duke's teaching methods. At least for now.

[sprout-senior]

ok so

im planning on befriending my campus birds as soon as i start college and obviously the thing to do is feed them

but do you really think i would go out and buy any old birdseed?

fuck no.

i am to be the almond dad of birds. i would NEVER give them any shitty cheap store bought crap filled with disgusting additives(said with a thick midwestern accent)

i am going to meticulously craft the BEST birdseed with only the BEST ingredients from the BEST sources, backed by the BEST research.

PUMPKIN SEEDS from homegrown pumpkins, for the bigger birds.

everything else shall be from my local co op, safe haven to the crunchy community.

im talking BLACK OIL SUNFLOWER SEEDS, im talking QUINOA in true almond parent fashion, im talking CHIA SEEDS, im talking EGGSHELLS FOR CALCIUM.

any suggestions and warnings for good and bad things to add are more than welcome.

i am to be the Best Bird Benefactor.

i am to obtain the Best Bird Battalion.

i am to RULE the community college campus with a SEED COVERED FIST, MOTHERFUCKERS

and hey, maybe while i’m at it i’ll do some guerrilla gardening and make seed bombs with native wildflowers.

BIODIVERSITY! SUPPORTING THE POLLINATORS! ESTABLISHING DOMINANCE THROUGH ECOLOGY BASED COMMUNITY INVOLVEMENT!!!

FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!!!

[musicofthesoul-j]

Random Teen Wolf post here, but since most werewolves in the series use a mantra using three things (i.e., "alpha, beta, omega" and "the sun, the moon, the truth"), I think Theo had a mantra when he first turned into a chimera since he was so young when he had to learn control. I think he knew a mantra would help him, but he couldn't get help from the dread doctors, so he tried to find one himself. My headcannon for his mantra is "bio, psyco, social," because of him growing up with the doctors. The main thing these three are used for is identifying psychological disorders, but it applies to many other parts of psychology and biology, which is very Theo. I feel like he likely stopped using it a few years before his return to Beacon Hills, but he starts using it in his head again after Liam brings him back from underground.

[iwanthermidnightz]

The thing I found most interesting was the origin of the name:

“The Ladder’s mailing list was an attempt to formalise the whisper network. Over sixteen years, the Ladder’s editors and contributors grappled with the tensions between the demands of privacy and security, and the desire to build a national lesbian literary community.” (x)

“The magazine was “a means of expressing and sharing otherwise private thoughts and feelings, of connecting across miles and disparate daily lives, of breaking through isolation and fear.” (x)

The magazine was written 1950s through 1972 and the writing very much reflects that. Most of the issues are the sharing of thoughts on social issues, interests, literature and poems.

Link to the internet archive for The Ladder magazine 👇

Scroll to the bottom of this link for a video featuring members of the Daughters of Bilitis

(gif source) this post is a continuation of (x)

[crispywisp]

i think im gonna lock in and make my own cosplay of draluc for anime impulse OC..