Do You Have A Theory About Why Dogs With Short Legs Are So Chaotic?

YOU! I like you...

*forcefully adopts you*

Not if I adopt you first!

So I did a lot of digging to find this. Pretty difficult to come across good resources sometimes. Here is a great educational resource on Loki. I think it'd be really good to get the word out there on this, as it spreads information that people may not otherwise know. Take care, everyone! 💚🖤

The monster hunter listened to the description.

"Yup, sounds like a bull ogre."

"Can you kill it?"

"Why?"

"You're a monster hunter!"

"What has it done, that I should kill it?"

"It's a monster!"

"We don't kill 'em for what they are. What's it done?"

"I… It is!"

"It's allowed."

⚔️ Arthurian Asks ⚔️

Arthur: What do you like most about yourself?

Avalon: If you had the opportunity to be immortal, would you take it?

Balan: What is your favorite thing about your best friend?

Balyn: Do you have a temper?

Elaine: What is one thing you could spend all day talking about?

Excalibur: What was the most thoughtful gift you ever received?

Gaheris: Do you have any regrets? What are they?

Galahad: What’s your favorite story about yourself?

Gareth: Which fictional character do you relate to most?

Gawain: Who do you admire most in the world?

Guinevere: What do you think makes you beautiful? Or how do you define beauty?

Kay: Do you have any siblings? Or what do you think of your family?

Lady of the Lake: What is your most prized possession and why?

Lancelot: If you could change anything about yourself, would you?

Merlin: What is your favorite book/who is your favorite author?

Mordred: What is your greatest fear?

Morgan Le Fay: What would be the title of your memoir?

Percival: Are you religious?

Tristan and Iseult: Have you ever been in love?

Uther: What is an epithet you would want to follow your name?

 Ask me some of these or whatever else you’d like! ♥️

“Dogs don’t know what they look like. Dogs don’t even know what size they are. No doubt it’s our fault, for breeding them into such weird shapes and sizes. My brother’s dachshund, standing tall at eight inches, would attack a Great Dane in the full conviction that she could tear it apart. When a little dog is assaulting its ankles the big dog often stands there looking confused — “Should I eat it? Will it eat me? I am bigger than it, aren’t I?” But then the Great Dane will come and try to sit in your lap and mash you flat, under the impression that it is a Peke-a-poo… Cats know exactly where they begin and end. When they walk slowly out the door that you are holding open for them, and pause, leaving their tail just an inch or two inside the door, they know it. They know you have to keep holding the door open. That is why their tail is there. It is a cat’s way of maintaining a relationship. Housecats know that they are small, and that it matters. When a cat meets a threatening dog and can’t make either a horizontal or a vertical escape, it’ll suddenly triple its size, inflating itself into a sort of weird fur blowfish, and it may work, because the dog gets confused again — “I thought that was a cat. Aren’t I bigger than cats? Will it eat me?” … A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do.”

— Ursula Le Guin, in The Wave in the Mind (via fortooate)

Note to vacationing non-Americans: while it’s true that America doesn’t always have the best food culture, the food in our restaurants is really not representative of what most of us eat at home.  The portions at Cheesecake Factory or IHOP are meant to be indulgent, not just “what Americans are used to.”

If you eat at a regular American household, during a regular meal where they’re not going out of their way to impress guests, you probably will not be served twelve pounds of chocolate-covered cream cheese.  Please bear this in mind before writing yet another “omg I can’t believe American food” post.

'White Americans don't have any culture, they're just [normal/boring/generic/empty]. 'Culture' is when you're quaint and exotic and have interesting ethnic foods and holidays." is such a grating bit of nonsense to have somehow become progressive commonsense in a lot of places.

You have been sentenced to death in a magical court. The court allows all prisoners to pick how they die and they will carry it out immediately. You have it all figured out until the prisoner before you picks old age and is instantly transformed into a dying old man. Your turn approaches.