Jul. 2nd, 2016

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margotkim:

For @pearwaldorf, who requested “any combination of Finn/Poe/Rey, 15: the pleasant misuse of ties.” So here is some jedistormpilot light bondage smut

The problem with three people is limbs, Rey has decided. Limbs and activity. There’s too much of both. Rey is very new to this–relationships, love, sex. There is only so much new stimuli she can take at a time.

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wastelandelders:

zombeesknees:

queerical:

#i bet she used to think she was above it too

WHY WOULD YOU POINT THAT OUT. but no like at first she looks up like “goddamn these naive idealistic youths” but then her gaze drops for a moment like “yea we’ve all thought that at one point. but thats not how the world works” and she looks back to the dag and eventually gives her the seeds like “i hope you’ll be able to stay above it”

#your stupid revhead car film with scenes between women talking about themselves  #where one of those is an old woman  #who’s not necessarily blandly sweet nurturing  #and not necessarily wickedly crone-like  #but is a completely valid combination of both  #yes I am a loving and nurturing figure  #yes I also am a horrifying murderous crone  #behold they are come together in one person  #as is the way with most people  #wandering in search of our Better Selves

The wastelandelders account has been quiet for a while, as we “elder” ladies have been busy with other pieces of our lives… But I love the tags here, and this seemed the right place to share some thoughts. Life seems to get simpler in some ways as we get older, as we figure out what makes us happy and what we want from our lives. But being older is also so much more complicated.

In the years of a long life we’ll have times when we’re generous and others when we’re selfish. Times of kindness and cruelty, wisdom and foolishness, happiness and sadness. Times we’ve been loved and other times hated.

And all of those histories are carried in the same body and soul, folded into the same wrinkles, hidden within the same strands of greying hair. They are confusing, sometimes: Which of these things am I? How can the parts I’m not proud of still be me? (Possibly it’s history, not gravity, that causes our skin to sag, makes our faces draw down into jowls and our upper arms go jiggly?)

Another reason to love the Vuvalini, isn’t it? They are our experienced, complicated, history-laden selves, and they are treated with such respect, and honor, and they are shown to have such value. Such a shame this is so rare, I would love to have more complex, badass, proud old ladies to squee over!

(thoughts from @bethagain)

@fialleril
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millicentthecat:

bomberqueen17 replied to your post “Thank you, spellcheck, for making sure I didn’t spell “subspace…”

phazine WHAT I NEED THIS i had to look this up

I am glad you say so because I was writing it like “who will know this exists?  there is definitely no one ever going to read this lol”

I think there were a couple other stories in the tag though :D

my friends, my friends, you need to read a Bazine Netal/Phasma short story because it is only 1222 words and this is a pairing that is phenomenal.
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danceswchopstck replied to your post:WHAT MY DASH HAS LOUD AUTOPLAY VIDEO ADS NOW THIS…

washboard might help! I use it most of the time and don’t get ads!

lux-obscura replied to your post:

If Xkit doesnt’, adblock might?

ugh it just happened again. Xkit is trying, they’re mostly blank, but then they come up and it’s loud and fucking terrifying.

Listen, my friends. It took me months of agonizing and freaking out and false failed attempts and actual crying human tears to actually get xkit installed. Like, initially i had to have someone IM me to walk me through doing it, and the reinstall was like, I don’t remember how I got that done. It probably took me three minutes but there were literal months of freaking out that preceded it. 

I don’t know what these other magical spells are that you’re telling me the names of, I have no idea how this would function. The odds of me really getting that installed are so low. :( Do I like, chant the words, or like. Don’t make me do a software update. I might cry. I don’t even think I can restart Chrome, this isn’t fair.

When there first started to be frozen-in-place-regardless-of-scrolling ads that xkit couldn’t get, I just started browsing my dashboard in a window that was just resized to the width of the actual content, so I no longer had the bullshit 50%-of-my-screen blue borders anymore, but if it’s going to randomly scream things at me, I’m going to also have to have my computer on mute all the time? Which I already sort of do, most of the time, but.

Ugh. Fuck you, Tumblr. I hate you. I’m so tired of being a product. I just want a space that doesn’t fucking attack me all the time. 
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today-in-wwi:

A plate from Joe Sacco’s epic illustrated panorama The Great War: July 1, 1916: The First Day of the Battle of the Somme.

July 1 1916, Albert–After a weeks’ bombardment, the great Allied offensive on the Somme was set to begin on the morning of July 1st.  Mines were detonated in many places under the German lines at 7:28 AM (and in one notable case, 7:20), and the infantry advanced at 7:30.  The majority had crept out into no-man’s land before zero hour, but still needed to make it across a substantial portion of it and through the German wire.

The artillery bombardment had, on most of the line, been entirely ineffective at its goals.  The German wire was still intact in most places, German dugouts remained intact and machine guns were able to resume firing even before 7:30.  Except in the south, where the French had prioritized it, German artillery was scarcely interfered with and was able to keep up a steady barrage of shrapnel into no-man’s land by 7:25.  An account of the ‘Sheffield Pals’ Battalion describes:

They had to pass through a terrible curtain of shell fire, and German machine guns were rattling death from two sides.  But the lines growing even thinner, went on unwavering.  Here and there a shell would burst right among the attackers….Whole sections were destroyed; one section of 14 platoon was killed by concussion, all the men falling to the ground without a murmur.  The left half of ‘C’ Company was wiped out before getting near the German wire….The third and fourth waves suffered so heavily that by the time they reached No-Man’s-Land they had lost at least half their strength….The few survivors took shelter in shell-hols in front of the German line and remained there until they could get back under cover of darkness.  What torture the troops endured in the shell holes they alone knew.

Confusion reigned in the first hours of the attack.  Officers and NCOs, leading their men, were often the first killed.  Commanders behind the line, with little reliable telephone communication with the front and extremely limited visibility, tried to make sense of the situation.  Trained after the failures at Loos (and Gallipoli) to try to exploit success where it came, they sent additional troops where they believed they were making gains.  The 29th Division HQ believed they were making substantial gains, when, in fact, only a few had made it through a gap in the German wire, briefly capturing the first line of trenches before being forced back into no-man’s land.  The Newfoundland Regiment was sent forward to reinforce the supposed gains; they were not ordered out alone, but were the only ones to even make it to the British wire.  At that point:

Machine gun fire from our right front was at once opened on us and then artillery fire also.  The distance to our objective varied from 650 to 900 yards.  The enemy’s fire was effective from the outset but the heaviest casualties occurred on passing through the gaps in our front wire where the men were mown down in heaps….In spite of losses the survivors steadily advanced until close to the enemies’ wire by which time very few remained.  A few men are believed to have actually succeeded in throwing bombs into the enemy’s trench.

None made it there; the Newfoundland Regiment suffered 90% casualties, 38% of them dead.  None of the attacks on the northern two-thirds of the British line made any gains of note that lasted the day.  Up to a third of British casualties were suffered behind the British front lines, where German artillery and machine gun fire could still easily reach

Further south, the Allies had some successes.  The German line had a 90-degree turn around Fricourt, allowing the British artillery to attack from two sides.  They also had help further south from the French, who although they could only conduct a relatively limited infantry assault due to the fighting at Verdun, had artillery to spare for the British effort. The creeping barrage, where the infantry advanced behind a steadily advancing line of shellfire, seemed to work in many places, with some battalions in the 7th Division reaching the German trenches without suffering a single casualty. (Elsewhere, the creeping barrage had advanced too quickly, leaving the advancing soldiers without cover.)  The furthest advances were made on the extreme right of the British lines, where they seized the village of Montauban at around 10:40, having advanced just over a mile.

Attacks died down in the afternoon, except a few attacks on the fortified town of Fricourt; the attacks had either largely achieved their objectives or (more commonly) completely fallen apart well before then.  The British lost 57,000 men on the day, just under 20,000 of them killed, for a gain of three square miles around Fricourt.  The Germans lost only around 10,00, though they suffered greatly where British did make gains, even after surrendering.  The official War Diary of the Manchesters described:

Considerable enjoyment was given to our troops by Lt. Robertson who made the prisoners run across the open through their own Artillery barrage, upon reaching our line these men were kept out of our dugouts by the sharp end of a bayonet.

Today in 1915: SS Armenian and Her Cargo of Mules Sunk by U24 Today in 1914:  Hungarian Prime Minister Tisza Formally Protests Austrian Plans For War

Sources include: John Keegan, The First World War; Robin Prior and Trevor Wilson, The Somme; Lyn MacDonald, Somme; Arthur Banks, Atlas of the First World War; Joe Sacco, The Great War.
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gemfyre:

historical-nonfiction:

Every time a plane landed on the wrong carrier during World War II, it was tradition to send the plane back with a little graffiti

#if this doesn’t happen in masters of the air I will be disappointed#if masters of the air never happens I will be disappointed#stares into the camera

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