watchfulmusic:

lalierz:

stoned-levi:

edwardsheight:

envysnightmare:

giraffesketches:

andysar:

duchesslyssie:

izayas-dick:

arsetalia:

Edward was only 12 when he became a state alchemist, what are you doing with your life

well I have both arms so I think I’m doing pretty good

and my sibling remains in their own body so that’s a plus for me

I’m tall

my mom isn’t dead

My dad lives with me

my house remains unburnt and intact

milk tastes great

My cousin and her dog are two separate entities

Yall need to calm down.

simplytheanthropic:

My all time favorite animal.
The red-bearded vulture.

The bearded vulture, or lammergeier, lives on a steady diet of bones (more specifically the marrow) and dyes its own feathers blood red.

Bearded vultures come in various shades, from pure white to orange-red. Soils stained with iron oxide give the birds their fiery appearance. Lammergeiers apply the dirt with their claws and then preen for about an hour to ensure a bright orange/red glow. They are also attracted to other red things, like leaves and red wood. Captive birds also partake in this behavior, which suggests the activity is instinctual, not learned.

The soil doesn’t have any practical purposes; it certainly doesn’t make for good camouflage (though the birds have no natural predators anyway). Scientists have noticed that the birds’ age and size are directly correlated to the intensity of color. It is theorized that the hue is a status symbol. More soiled feathers indicates that the lammergeier had the time and resources to find an adequate place to bathe; the brightest-colored vultures should have the most territory and knowledge of their surroundings. Interestingly, these baths are done in secret, so most of the information gathered has been through spying on captive birds.

Bearded Vultures are most commonly monogamous, and breed once a year. Sometimes, especially in certain areas of Spain and France, bachelor lammergeiers will join a pre-existing couple to create a polyandrous trio. Females accept secondary mates because it increases the chances of producing offspring and doubles her protection. The birds usually don’t lay more than three eggs, so they can use all the help they can get.

These giant birds can grow up to 4 feet tall. They have a wingspan between 7 and 9 feet and usually weigh around 10 to 15 pounds.

In other words, this bird is awesome and I love it forever.

Something I waiver about making explicit in a footnote or not, but the prehistoric elves of Cuivienen in Of Ingwë Ingweron and the situation with Ingwë’s disabled parents and how they were ostracized and treated as worthless, ill-omen-ed, and shunned by their tribe is something I developed to show the difference between elves and humans. Some of it was motivated by disgruntlement with this rosy-tinted ‘Elven Society before Valinor was more accepting and pure and free’. that false-nostalgia bullshit noble-savage civilization and cultivation was the cause of all societal ills. But that as much I am hyper-focused on trying to infuse the early Stone Age ‘amateur archaeology’ into the fantasy setting, I kept the key difference in mind. Elves don’t get sick, no birth defects and genetic diseases, their fëa control their hora, more mind over body- and they don’t age. They don’t have elderly in their society they way humans do – the oldest still are the holders of more knowledge via their greater experience, but they don’t grow weaker as they age, bodies don’t start to decline, there isn’t this inborn compassion and understanding of everyone’s shared mortality, you don’t have grandmothers and grandfathers who while unable to keep up on the hunt like everyone else do contribute via their greater wisdom. No wrinkles, no age spots, no scars from illnesses, nothing to combat that ancient idea of beauty equals goodness. No ingrained biological element for augmenting compassion. I mentally tease myself about the probable Elf-Neanderthal connection, but this is not the case for elves. Tolkien’s elves are not the full on Fair Folk a la Discworld, not so alien and uncaring. But if Ingwë’s parents had been human, their tribe would, first of all, have a long history and experience with tending to tribesmen that couldn’t tend to themselves, and secondly, being more willing to do so.

I started watching and was on the fence about continuing, for similar reasons, but I couldn’t remember enough about the book plot to compare. So my main takeaway was “I ought to reread Anne of Green Gables”

That’s an excellent response 🙂

Very little of the dramatic plot events in the show happened in the book, aside from the getting drunk, Minnie May’s croup, and Gilbert being heart-eyes for Anne after she smashes a slate over his head- though she’s too busy trying to beat him academically to notice.

The 1985 movie is pretty good- takes some liberties, too. I was so excited with this new series because the casting was actual children and like the ‘85, it was filmed in PEI and showcased the period setting and beauty.

Ironically (not really if you know*), the most accurate retelling is ‘Akage no Anne’, a Japanese anime series from the 70s. It’s obviously dated animation, but made by the guys that would go on to found Studio Ghibli, which shows, and the backgrounds are gorgeous and it captures the slow-paced idyllic feeling.

*Anne of Green Gables is HUGE in Japan. In part because a translation was released right after WWII by a Japanese woman who worked to translate most 18th and 19th cen English classics, and promoted and encouraged by the Americans for young Japanese women to read; it’s taught in schools, then the 70s anime was played on repeat for at least ten years every morning, long-running touring musical, there’s a now-defunct theme park, and every time there’s a new Anne series (two years ago it was a series about the translator, Hanako to Anne, before that a animated movie ‘Before Green Gables’) tourism to PEI from Japan spikes, but every year there tends to be over 300,000. There were commemorative stamps for the anniversary of the book in Japan as well as Canada.