#talk about asks

[sunwarmed-ash]

It's a wild variety of themes 😂💙

5. Talk about the best birthday you've had.

19. Talk about something that happened in middle school.

21. Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.

29. Talk about what turns you on.

31. Talk about what you think death is like.

yooooo you never disappoint!

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5. honestly my 27th birthday was probably my favorite. It was in the early months of the pandemic and I was devastated 25/7. Everyone was stuck inside and terrified we were all gonna die and all that shit and I just wanted to see my friends.

my husband and our gf at the time managed to throw a covid-friendly outdoor-but-still-in-thick-ass-cotton-masks, birthday party for me. It was the weirdest expierecnce of my life but it was so beautiful that all these people were willing to leave their houses to come see ME. I think about it all the time 💜

19. HA! okay middle school was the worst 37 years of my life. But I had my first kiss, in the rain, on my birthday in middle school and that was pretty cool 😎

21. LOLOLOL i just had to cut ties with some POS who decided to sext me for months without telling me he was engaged 🙃🙃🙃 so that's the most recent example

29. wouldn't you like to know weather boy 😎😈. but for real a ton of stuff, I was trying to find that post where I answered your kink questions but it has been lost to the tumblr void 😭😭. Authenticity is prob the big one though. and androgyny 😍

31. OKAY I'VE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS ALOT. I also need to clarify that dying and death are two different things and i think dif things about them.

Alright dying, I think unless you happen to be lucky enough to be in a situation where you are flying on painkillers is probs really painful. which in itself is p terrifying.

death itself, as in 'after you have died and not coming back,' is either something BIG or absolutely nothing at all. The Recovering Catholic in me used to think there was one God and a heaven and hell but I don't really think that anymore. I'm mostly in the 'i have no fucking idea' boat, but I like to think its either nothing; no pain, no memory, no continued life after you've already put in so much work on earth, OR its an existence like dreaming, but you are just replaying all the good times you've had 💜

in all reality, you probs wake up from the sim and then get the choice of which pill to take

[underthenightskydreamsneverdie]

26 and 20!

Thanks love!!

20. Talk about something that happened in high school. I once got into a fight with my math teacher after he asked me, I front of the whole class, why I wasn’t getting something and called me stupid. I lost my temper, understandably imo, and yelled back at him. A boy in my class laughed and I rounded on him and tore him a new one…two months later we started dating and we’re actually dating again now twelve years later.

26. Talk about things you do when you are sick. COMPLAIN!! Act moody. Want people to leave me alone, then wander the house begging for attention 🤪 Try to watch tv or read but can’t focus on anything. A lot of sleeping.

[theloversthedreamersandme82]

Talk about #1 and #8

Thanks nonny! ❤️

1: Talk about the first time you watched your favourite movie.

I don't necessarily remember first watching my favourite movies, as they are mostly ones I watched as a kid.

The Sound of Music we always watched at my grandparents house. They also had an animated version of The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe which terrified me, so much that I wouldn't watch BBC series for ages when it came out. When I finally did watch it, it became a favourite. Mary Poppins, The Wizard of Oz, I don't remember watching either of them for the first time. Hello Dolly we had taped off the TV on VHS, but we had missed the whole opening song, so until about 5 years ago I didn't even know the first song existed.

I honestly don't believe any movie I have seen as an adult has become a favourite movie of mine.

8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of.

The creative work I did at my previous church.

I put together, choreographed and taught a 'Sister Act' flashmob to a group of about 30 people of all ages and abilities from across three different services and we performed it once in a local mall, and once at the opening of the new church building, in front of various MP's, and church ministers and the moderator of UCSA.

I also wrote a two act Christmas play which I also acted in, directed, costumed and choreographed. It was called "Lights, Christmas, Action" and it was a play within a play following a group of dysfunctional theatre types. It was performed over three nights, I had two different actors playing my Joseph as one couldn't make one performance and I hadn't started writing Act 2 when we started our 6 weeks of intense rehearsals. I pulled my cast, aged 14-80, from all over the place, some from the church, some friends from dance, choir, uni, and some from other churches and they all worked incredibly hard to get their lines, choreography and lyrics right.

It was a huge success with people from the community and people who had never even set foot inside a church coming to see it, some of them multiple times. One of which gave $100 for his second ticket, because 'he enjoyed it so much the first time, and that was what he thought the show was worth'. We had a sausage sizzle before every show, I had my first real boyfriend, and a cast who just worked so well together to make it a success. We had a rule that if your phone went off in rehearsal you had to bring cake to the next rehearsal, but they then would spend the first 5 minutes of every rehearsal pranking each other to ensure someone brought cake. We had a few LONG sunday rehearsals from 2-9 where we stopped and someone provided dinner.

I would LOVE to put this on again, But not be in it this time. The part I played was the director of the play within the play and i had originally written it with someone else in mind, But despite my pleading she wouldn't do it and I didn't have enough time to find someone I trusted enough with such a crucial role. I don't think I did it well and I think I would prefer to just focus on directing the actual play. There are definitely a few things I would change if I was to do it again, casting, and a bit of a re-write in a few clunky places, but as someone who hasn't felt much success in 'LIFE' this absolutely was something I was and am proud of.

Talk about asks

[saiyanandproud]

Talk about - Mira and Towa

Send “Talk about-” and a name for my muse to talk about that person!

"Mira and Towa?"

"What's to say about them, apart from the fact that they are criminals? Especially Towa. I always had a feeling that Mira was more of one of those puppets of hers... Regardless, they're dangerous. They threaten History, they threatened my friends. Part of my duty as a Patroller is to kick their ass whenever they make a mess. And trust me, I'll do it with pleasure."

[beebfreeb]

[kottkrig]

People liking your personal OCs is still such a crazy feeling, I've been doing this for years and ppl asking about them still fills my entire heart with warmth and idk how to handle it

You enjoy this fictional guy I made up for fun?? Whose only content is random artwork or writing made by me and a handful of other artists at most? They have no show/book/game with a large fandom, it's just one person with an art blog?? I love u

[stil-lindigo]

frankly, the people whose kneejerk reaction to bisan asking for a global strike form the 21st-28th is to say that it takes years to organize a general strike are really unhelpful! no one is saying otherwise, but palestine will be a smoking crater if we all wait for years to do anything - bisan is asking us to do something now. Like are we only supposed to do something if we can do it perfectly??? At some point it’s a valid critique about the work that goes into social movement, and at another point I feel like some people are just trying to absolve themselves from not putting any effort into observing a week of economic inaction.

like idk! I get it, okay! People have bills to pay that don’t magically go away for a strike, we don’t have nearly enough social infrastructure in place to support people to fully stop going to work for a week. But fuck, dude! Stop immediately responding in such a defeatist way! Cut out unnecessary purchases! Try to shop local! Put more effort into promoting Palestinian voices online! Attend a protest, call a local rep, do something!

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.

It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.

[maskednihilism]

✿ ( late to the party )

@aluckiicoin || prompt! ||

ooc.

It's a strange relationship for sure, Ven and Sampo's. He pities the man but is also confused by his wishy-washy desires. Sampo understands it's Ven's trauma but it seems like little Ven doesn't realize it.

It makes Sampo feel like he's robbing the cradle so to speak. He might be taking advantage of a childish man. So rip that idea of it being a toxic mlm ship. This is just sad now lmao

Sampo's no good either as he does play along with his lies. Partially because he sees himself in Ven, partially because there is some attraction there. Though it isn't love either.

[deep-space-netwerk]

So Venus is my favorite planet in the solar system - everything about it is just so weird.

It has this extraordinarily dense atmosphere that by all accounts shouldn't exist - Venus is close enough to the sun (and therefore hot enough) that the atmosphere should have literally evaporated away, just like Mercury's. We think Earth manages to keep its atmosphere by virtue of our magnetic field, but Venus doesn't even have that going for it. While Venus is probably volcanically active, it definitely doesn't have an internal magnetic dynamo, so whatever form of volcanism it has going on is very different from ours. And, it spins backwards! For some reason!!

But, for as many mysteries as Venus has, the United States really hasn't spent much time investigating it. The Soviet Union, on the other hand, sent no less than 16 probes to Venus between 1961 and 1984 as part of the Venera program - most of them looked like this!

The Soviet Union had a very different approach to space than the United States. NASA missions are typically extremely risk averse, and the spacecraft we launch are generally very expensive one-offs that have only one chance to succeed or fail.

It's lead to some really amazing science, but to put it into perspective, the Mars Opportunity rover only had to survive on Mars for 90 days for the mission to be declared a complete success. That thing lasted 15 years. I love the Opportunity rover as much as any self-respecting NASA engineer, but how much extra time and money did we spend that we didn't technically "need" to for it to last 60x longer than required?

Anyway, all to say, the Soviet Union took a more incremental approach, where failures were far less devastating. The Venera 9 through 14 probes were designed to land on the surface of Venus, and survive long enough to take a picture with two cameras - not an easy task, but a fairly straightforward goal compared to NASA standards. They had…mixed results.

Venera 9 managed to take a picture with one camera, but the other one's lens cap didn't deploy.

Venera 10 also managed to take a picture with one camera, but again the other lens cap didn't deploy.

Venera 11 took no pictures - neither lens cap deployed this time.

Venera 12 also took no pictures - because again, neither lens cap deployed.

Lotta problems with lens caps.

For Venera 13 and 14, in addition to the cameras they sent a device to sample the Venusian "soil". Upon landing, the arm was supposed to swing down and analyze the surface it touched - it was a simple mechanism that couldn't be re-deployed or adjusted after the first go.

This time, both lens caps FINALLY ejected perfectly, and we were treated to these marvelous, eerie pictures of the Venus landscape:

However, when the Venera 14 soil sampler arm deployed, instead of sampling the Venus surface, it managed to swing down and land perfectly on….an ejected lens cap.

[bli-o]

hey autistic people who get overwhelmed by large groups or noise or conversation or etc etc etc you’re not evil for wanting to leave a family gathering. just so you know.

[underthenightskydreamsneverdie]

Hey hope you're doing good! Also if you'd like maybe you could answer 31 and/or 36?

Thanks, love, I am doing well!

31. Talk about what you think death is like. I have been thinking on this for days and I honestly have no idea how to answer it. Sorry love

36. Talk about your guilty pleasures. Oh boy…I love rewatching shows and movies that I’ve seen dozens of times. And taking naps. I’m a nap queen. In fact, I think I’ll go take one 😴

Sorry this took me so long to answer!

[theloversthedreamersandme82]

24 & 32 for the talk about asks. Please & Thank You!

Thanks @holy-ships-x-red-lips :)

24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot. I'm not too sure there's any one specific thing. My managers unwavering belief in me means a lot, even though I still think it's completely unwarranted. And years ago, during multiple D&M's with a friend she expressed a concern that maybe I had some unresolved trauma in my life that I had just accepted as normal and suggested I should speak to a counsellor about. It meant a lot to me that someone cared enough to tell me that what I was experiencing wasn't necessarily normal, and she wanted healing for me. I've never done anything about it and now she's gone I don't have that person in my life to encourage me to do so any more, so I probably never will.

32: Talk about a place you remember from your childhood. Our old church. Specifically the trees out the front I would climb every week after the service, and the corella feathers I would collect. every week. without fail. Also the shack the other side of the family owned at Black Point. Right on the beach, outside toilet, no functioning shower, there was always a bonfire, there was always sand EVERYWHERE. We would swim, fish, take the dingy out, float on the surfboard, fly kites and build sandcastles.

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[saiyanandproud]

Talk about Chrona!

Send “Talk about-” and a name for my muse to talk about that person!

"I suppose you mean Chronoa."

"She's, uh-- Peculiar. She does care a lot about Conton and the Time Patrol, she's kind of our guardian in a way as she created both of them. When you think about how powerful she is... But then you see her and... You know. She collects pictures of Bardock. She is incredibly bad at cooking. She seems almost... Human? If you ignore her pink complexion and her pointy ears, of course. In the end, she's pretty cool. Not someone I'd want to see getting real mad, for sure."

[oobbbear]

I want to post this here too because I’ve seen it happen a few times

Please understand that there are cultural differences and language differences, if you see this happening let the person clarify what they meant, that person might just not be familiar with words the western side of the internet use