NO! Dont Be Sorry It Was Hilarious!

NO! Don’t be sorry it was hilarious!

4 9 11 for the ask meme pls!

I shared two different ask posts, so you’re getting the answers to both of them! 

4: Have you ever dyed your hair? I dye my hair regularly, actually. Right now it’s black, but it’s been purple, blue, pink, blonde, etc. 

9:  What are you really bad at? Being on time for literally anything. I have, like… No concept of time whatsoever. 

11: Are you nice to everyone? I try to be! (Which basically means: I am until the person in question gives me a reason not to be.) 

4: Are you easy to get along with? I’ve been told yes, and I’ve been told no. So I guess… 50/50? I’m not everyone’s cup of tea. 

9: Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not at all. Sex is just a normal part of life, so (to me) talking about sex is like talking about any other normal event. 

11: What does the most recent text that you sent say? “I cannot stop looking at your pentagram. SUCH CRAFTSMANSHIP.”

Fantasy Guide to Addressing Nobility

It can be hard to remember how to properly address your noble or royal characters when writing a fantasy court. Here is a quick guide:

1. King/Queen:

Usually addressed as either “Your Grace” or “Your Majesty”. Consort (married to a ruler and not reigning in their own right) can be addressed the same. Sire or Madam can be used also.

2. Prince/Princess:

They are addressed as “Your Highness”. They are NEVER addressed the same as a King or Queen

3. Duke/Duchess:

These are addressed with “Your Grace”. This was a common term also used by royalty before Henry VIII got to big for his codpiece.

4. Earl (Count)/Countess:

Are almost never referred as the “Earl of Narnia” but “Lord Narnia”.

5. Lord/Lady:

An easy one. They are called “My Lord” or “My Lady”.

6. Emperor/Empress:

These may be equal to a King/Queen for status but the have a grander title. They are only addressed as “Your Imperial Highness/Majesty”

I hope this helps when writing your court or fantasy novel.

sleep scale

12+ hours: hell yes. decadence has a name and it is ME. the dream. im marrying  my bed you’re invited to the wedding. i might feel groggy and angry for the rest of the day when i actually do get up but WORTH IT. 

12+ hours (ALTERNATE): i am deeply clinically depressed and approximately three (3) inches from death at any given moment

11-10 hours: ideal. im functioning at perfect 100% capacity my body and mind are a well oiled machine. im ready to knock out all my errands and chores in under an hour, work a full day and then study that language im trying to learn

9 hours: good! i could have slept longer, but getting up was no great horrifying trauma either

8-7 hours: the “””””medically recommended amount””””” for adults, but in reality more like a “fine, i GUESS” amount. normal mild levels of angst at having to get out of bed

6 hours: silent unceasing internal groaning for at least the first hour after waking. dont expect any kind of quality conversation for the first 2 or so hours. ive got a Less Than Medically Recommended Amount Of Sleep, that means im a martyr right???

5 hours: pretty unpleasant. feels gross. expect a moderate crash during the late afternoon. this is the first number that is considered worthy of entry in a college student sleep-measuring contest. altho if you try to enter with 5 hrs dead-eyed hordes will instantly materialize from the bushes and one-up you “5 hours??? HAHA SWEET SUMMER CHILD. I HAVENT SLEPT IN 3 YEARS”

4 hours: a Very Poor Decision. deep seated, incoherent rage upon waking that persists up to several hours. consume large amounts of your stimulant of choice, but you’ll still feel like a cave troll. constant aftertaste of chemicals and regret

3 hours: half awake half walking in some astral plane haunted by the wails of the newly-dead. children and animals fear the emptiness in your vacant eyes. a very respectable entry to any sleep-measuring contest. you’ll still get beaten by the “2 hour” and “all nighter” people, but everyone knows this is Bad

2 hours: you can get up, but only by rending your soul from your physical body in a paroxysm of agony, since it will refuse to leave the bed. you are now soulless and will feel absolutely zero emotion until sometime in the late afternoon/early evening when your soul returns and ALL the emotions will hit at once, leaving you alternately sobbing or creepily hyena laughing

1 hour: you fool. you imbecile. your hubris and weakness has brought you to this point. they are coming. you cannot escape. why didnt you just stay awake. why didnt you just pull the all-nighter. the strength of your no-sleep headache threatens to stab through your skull like an ice pick. all you can taste is blood. they are comi

0 hours: THIS ACTUALLY ISNT AS BAD. HAHA I’M NOT EVEN THAT TIRED! WATCH ME DOWN 15 MOUNTAIN DEWS IN 15 MINUTES. I CAN FEEL MY HEART BEATING IN MY EARS ISNT THAT WEIRD. WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY EYES ARE BLOODSHOT AND I CANT FOCUS, IM COMPLETELY NORMAL RIGHT NOW. GUYS I CAN HEAR COLORS.

Why I don't use "POC" to refer to someone who isn't white.

It lumps thousands of cultures, races, heritage and history under one fucking label.

do you know how diverse black culture is? It can differ dramatically country to country, state to state, and even city to city. Hell in London alone, there are vast groups of people with African origin. Who identify with so many different cultures. To name two, Somali British and British Caribbean differ so much in their cultural practice. It’s just plain offensive to group them under the same label.

Don’t get me started on Latin American.. walk from Mexico to Argentina and tell me they don’t deserve individual recognition..

Aboriginal Australians?

Hell I’ll even get started on white culture..

Yeah it’s diluted in the states because your history is only hundreds of years old.

But fucking hell as a Celtic British person with vast heritage which expands into such a beautiful culture of tribalism and brotherhood. Stunning music, and historical Significance, I am deeply offended myself when I am grouped under this guise that there is no such thing as white culture..

I went to download festival in June. We met so many different people from different backgrounds. I was at one point. A Cornishman, Sat around a fire with a Scot, a Nord, And an Icelandic fellow. And the Icelandic fella sung us a traditional lullaby from his heritage. And it was moving.

So fuck off with your master labels and macro approach to ethnicity.

Pick up a book, go meet people, travel. Because sitting at home making judgements about other people’s cultures, is no less racist. Just because you call yourself a “POC”.

Your form of social justice does no justice to anyone.

The fearless sock hunter.

My husband

Random elf I drew instead of doing the dishes xd