#little ramblings

[multistanasitsfinest]

Sometimes I wonder how Miles and Alex must be like when they're together at Miles' place in East London. I do. Sometimes I wonder if they cuddle or if they sleep in different beds when Alex stays over. Does Miles have a guest room? Maybe he does. I wonder if he'd ever offered that room to Alex. If he accepted or declined or just straight up fell asleep on Miles' bed without a second thought 'cause it feels so normal to him. What kind of music do they listen to nowadays? I bet they have some great laughs. Their friendship is so precious to me.

[notbornwithit]

Tomorrow, I have a meet up/interview(?) For a potential new job. Man am I nervous. It's been a while since I've put myself in this position but I have to learn to sit in discomfort as opposed to avoiding it. Nerves and discomfort lead to growth. I can't expect things to change without putting in the work and doing something new.

Hoping for the best but have a fail proof plan to flee into the woods immediately after in celebration or to soothe my wounds.

[shade-and-sun]

How much does going to the car-wash cost?

Because there is peacock shit on my hood

[shade-and-sun]

Blech it feels like my care team doesn���t really get this they will talk about my adhd meds lasting long enough for school and then I have to point out that I literally will just … sit there … in the evenings when my executive dysfunction is worse, even if all I want to do is go to bed or something. It’s not just about homework!

Getting a little bit tired of posts that are like “adhd is only a disorder because of capitalism” as if it’s mr monopoly man’s fault that i struggle to stay committed to artistic projects i undertook personally for myself and that I enjoy, have trouble regulating my emotions, and procrastinate on eating and going to the bathroom.

I get what they are trying to say, but even if capitalism didn’t exist I would still want to have things like “the motivation to clean my living space and the ability to actually notice that it’s dirty.” I know this is part of the misperception of adhd, but adhd doesn’t just affect academics and work. It affects EVERYTHING, including your personal goals and your own basic needs

[temporalteardrop]

bass makes a dollar. i make a dime. that's why i think about lesbian sex on company time

[aesethewitch]

When I was a kid, we moved into a house that had a huge lilac tree out front. It was mostly rotten, and it needed to be taken down before it fell. It took a while, but eventually, it was gone.

Mostly. A couple years later, little lilac babies popped out of the ground in its place. My mom was determined to get rid of them, because she'd planted a beautiful flower garden there, and the lilac trees would overshadow and kill the whole garden. I insisted on saving at least a few saplings. She said fine, but I had to dig them out and put them in pots myself.

So, I did. I spent days digging little lilac bushes out of the ground and putting them into pots. Some couldn't be saved, but some could. When all was said and done, I had five brand-new lilac saplings. Seven or eight years old, and it was my absolute pride and joy.

Three died due to sun scorching, severe drought that no amount of watering could save, and perhaps just being moved from their place in the ground. But two survived, and I was awfully proud of them! I'd go out and talk to them every single day. I watered them by hand and made sure they were fertilized properly. I learned all about their favored environments, and I was determined to make sure they lived.

One of my mom's friends saw what I was doing with the lilacs. She asked if she could have one to put in her backyard, and I agreed on the condition that she take very, very good care of it.

It's now fucking enormous. I'm talking ten feet tall and bursting with beautiful purple flowers every spring. My mom still gets updates each year as they start to bloom, which she forwards to me. And all I can think is, "That's my friend! Thriving some twenty years on, there it is."

The other tree nearly died, too. It lived in a pot for far, far too long. I wanted to plant it somewhere in my parents' yard, but my mom was reluctant. Eventually, we agreed to put it in the far back garden. It grew okay for many years, despite the shade, but in all these years, it's never bloomed.

Last year, the massive tree casting massive shadows over the lilac and the garden cracked in half and fell. It tumbled into the garden, crushing part of the nearby shed and destroying a few plants beneath it.

It missed my lilac by inches.

The clean-up is long done. The rest of the tree has been cut down, and my lilac has full sunlight for the first time in fifteen years. It won't bloom this year, I know. But it's got new shoots up. It's taller than ever. I spent half an hour a few weeks ago praising it for surviving all this time, dreaming about its future and telling it how I believe it'll become the tall beauty it's always been meant to be.

I think next year, I'll see flowers.

[goldiipond]

Top 5 women?

bro i can't even top one woman ha ha h[two drums and a cymbal fall from the ceiling killing me instantly

[shade-and-sun]

My cat sits like that. He has a large stomach and it makes him look really silly.

Thinking of that picture of the fennec sitting like it’s people.

[ayyy-pee]

waking up freezing and shivering, teeth chattering every night because your husband is a blanket hog. you know it's not on purpose. he just can't help it. doesn't even know he does it most times. you'd think after years together you'd be used to it, but waking up curled into the fetal position as you try to retain even a smidge of warmth is something you don't think you'll ever adjust to.

so you reach behind you, feeling your spouses large form wrapped snug as a bug in your shared blanket and you grip onto the fabric. you pull as hard as you can but you don't manage to move him even an inch. you try once more...same result.

"ken..." you whisper, wrapping your arms around yourself. no response. "kento..."

he doesn't budge. you're tempted to just get up and go grab another blanket, but your husband, despite his seriousness, can get quite pouty when you do that. so you tap him hard instead sure to jab him in the spot you know is his most sensitive. this seems to do the trick as he grunts in response.

"I'm cold," you tell nanami and he sits up quickly, realizing what he's done. his pajama top hangs off one shoulder. his blonde hair is pointing every which way and sleep is heavy on his eyelids, threatening to weigh him down again any minute.

"I'm sorry, love," nanami speaks, voice rough and deep with exhaustion, but the sincerity in his apology clear.

then he's throwing the blanket back over you both. only he adds in a little extra warmth as he wraps his arm around your waist and throws a large leg over your body.

nanami buries his face in your neck, adjusting himself so that he can be as close to you as possible. only a few seconds pass before you hear his light snoring behind you. and you know the warmth you feel is from more than just his touch.

[gigislovergirl]

How did God create such a beauty like her?

to whoever gets to marry her in the future you are one lucky person, the fact that when you wake up the first thing you'll see in morning is her face either still sleeping or smiling at you for waking up and hearing her voice "good morning". She looks like your typical childhood crush back in the day and the popular, cool but dorky crush in college. (you guys don't understand 😔😔 she's so majestic, i love her)

[thecranewivesrpf]

My dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “loving the world” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

Me: yeah whatever. I don’t feel shit.

5 minutes later: dude I swear I just saw some moss growing between the cracks in the sidewalk

My buddy, pacing: I found more beauty in the mundane than yesterday

[shade-and-sun]

Oh this is excellent. I just created my tumblr account and am overwhelmed by what to do. This would be a fun way to learn the ropes.

Gallery Jamboree 2023

so we all agree that art is no longer being circulated on tumblr the way it used to be, and that The Youths no longer know how to reblog shit because they’re from insta-tok or whatever, and that subject-specific tags are turning into a unusable slog because so much shit gets inappropriate hashtags. and that shit is getting pretty dire.

[image id: a hand almost buried in crumpled paper, holding a sign that says “help”]

i’ve been thinking about it and i have a proposal:

WE NEED MORE GALLERY SPACES.

[image id: a fancy art gallery with red brocade wallpaper, gold picture frames, and beautiful oil paintings]

who benefits from galleries? artists benefit because their work is shown in a space that’s already attended by an expectant audience. the audience benefits because they can follow a space with the expectation of being served the curated content they want to see. and crucially, people who want to participate in creative work without having to make it themselves can become the curators who help connect artists with audiences.

[image id: a mule-drawn tour bus about to set out on an educational ride]

i propose this summer, with school letting out and a lot of bored young people ready to particpate in fandoms and other hobbies, that we start a push to make more fanblogs with the explicit, understood purpose of serving the community more gallery spaces. artists will get more exposure and fans will get to see more art.

[image id: a wall mural featuring a large hand pulling back a blank curtain to reveal a dense and complex design of overlapping words and tags. a sunbeam illuminates a bright triangle of wall that reads “hey”]

being a curator is a really fun and really valuable way to engage with your community, whether that’s the fans of a show, hobby, game, science, genre. it really can’t be overstated how cool it is to be one of the guys who find and reblog artists with limited reach and thus introduce them to a wider audience that will be happy to see something great.

THIS SUMMER, START A GALLERY SIDEBLOG AND SEE HOW IT GOES. TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO START GALLERIES. ADVERTISE IT IN THE TAGS. ADVERTISE YOUR FRIENDS. PUT OUT CALLS FOR WORK. RUN IT FOR A WEEK OR A SEASON OR TEN YEARS. FOLLOW OTHER GALLERIES. LET’S SEE IF WE CAN MAKE SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL.

#GALLERY23

[daringdoombringer]

so that post from @probablybadrpgideas about Fae developing a tolerance to iron and metal, and someone adding that they’d loose their crap when in the proximity of plastic.

to which I have another proposal: people who collect and wear lots of pins, keychains, bracelets with plastic beads, etc: would be impervious to The Fae.

oh I walked into your territory and now you want my name? good luck bro I’ve got Freeze Blade in my purse don’t test me

[little-goose]

Very upset that I can’t find a shirt that says “gandalf is my weed dealer” and even more upset that if I really wanted one I’d have to be the one to make it

[tweedlestrove]

Been running some experiments

with Feather wiki on how to be able to upload pdfs and optimize them along with images and videos for the smallest possible file size. I don't want to sacrifice all the image quality as they are instructional, but I do need to try and pack things in as small as possible so that things don't take eons to load and can fit on a typical usb stick or sd card. So far I've been running tests with two pages from this 1886 book and trying to figure out how to adjust the colours to trim down the file size. Affinity's web safe dither works meh, so I decided on a whim to try this palette shader app by greenf0x I downloaded the other day for free from itch.io. Lo and behold it works amazingly well, shrinking the cover image from 5.27 MB down to 567 kb as a jpg and 693kb as a png file. I've pasted the before and after. I decided to go with black and white because colour requires a different kind of dithering and the app is limited to colours either preconfigured or manually added to a custom palette.

For reference the custom palette is the last one, as you can see it's just a colourized version of the page with dither.

Then came the big question, Text. The text page saved from Archive.org was already really small at 951kb but with the dithering it managed to push it all the way down to a tiny 305kb, and still maintained clarity.

I'm debating how I want to do this as There are times where I don't want to sacrifice colour. I know there's plenty of dithering web apps out there however, but this little gem that I found works amazingly well for the monochrome conversions, so I may wind up seeing if I can't repackage PDFs into tinier versions specifically for the wiki so that it comes with public domain book downloads and links to the colour versions on archive.org. I welcome any suggestions on how to do this, and what readers would likely prefer from a tiny library!

[xxxball-fondlerxxx]

as an asexual who likes to imagine sex but doesnt actually like having sex, sometimes it just feels like sex isnt real but i wish it was. and post