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i love how weird kids are. they make up the most bizarre stuff when left to their own devices and it’s never what an adult would naively predict a kid would do in their imaginative play

my friend’s 5 year old recently got a toy veterinary medicine set - it’s super cool, like one of those mini play kitchens a lot of kids have, but it’s set up to pretend to be a vet (it’s this thing) - it has stuffed animals and things to weigh them, give them medicine, take x-rays, write on their charts, etc.

so this kid, who is five and to my knowledge has no experience in the administrative bureaucracy of modern healthcare, puts a stuffed pig named Piggy on the exam table. she pretends to draw blood from Piggy using a fake syringe, and the blood goes into a toy test tube vial that she calls “the resulter”

i’m playing with her, right, so i’m like, awesome, what are the results of Piggy’s blood test? and she says “we have to send it to the scientists.” so we send the vial to the scientists (put it in her bedroom) and when we get back to the vet playset i’m like awesome what did the scientists say? and she says they have not gotten back to us yet

so she rolls her eyes, exasperated, and says we have to call the scientists. she pretends to call them. apparently, they tell her that Piggy’s blood test is “at the bottom of the list” and “we have to WAIT.” she frowns. we wait a bit longer and call them back. they tell us it will be a while! she says we should go ask the scientists in person so we go back to her bedroom and she inquires at this imaginary lab, at which point the scientists yell at her and tell her now they will make us wait even longer!

keep in mind she is 100% directing this play. she is making all this up. she is fully in control of this game, and she has decided that what we are going to pretend is that we are dealing with this exhausting nonsense, not actually treating Piggy.

finally the blood tests come back. they are inconclusive. the scientists do not know what is wrong with Piggy. the little girl walks back to the stuffed pig on the exam table, sighs deeply, and says in a very serious voice “we can never help you.”

i’m obsessed with this kid. when given complete control over a make believe scenario, instead of becoming the heroic rescuer administering effective cures, she is instead a beleaguered vet making multiple calls to an overworked lab only to be left unable to help her patient.

10/10 no notes. kids are amazing

I used to watch a toddler and this one time she decided that my arm stretched across a doorway was a magic portal to other lands. My arm was a boom gate type of thing that had to raise up to let her go through the portal. I was like, cool, we’re gonna go on adventures in some imaginary world full of stuff she likes.

Nope, she spent an hour troubleshooting and repairing the gate, which was broken in multiple ways. We never activated it.

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where in the HELL did that horse come from

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theo van gogh was the one who suggested that his older brother vincent start seriously painting. as soon as theo was gainfully employed he gave vincent around 15% of his own yearly salary for art supplies, lodging, and food. about 2/3rds of vincent’s surviving letters were to theo (including vincent’s earliest and last letters), all of which were found stored in theo’s desk. theo’s child, vincent willem, was born on january 31st, 1890, and vincent was so delighted by his nephew that he painted almond blossoms for him. vincent shot himself half a year later on july 29th, 1890. theo’s distress at his brother’s death worsened his syphilis symptoms and he died half a year after his brother on january 25th, 1891 (four days before vincent willem’s first birthday). theo was reburied next to vincent in auvers-sur-oise at the request of theo’s wife johanna.

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Almond Blossoms, 1890, Vincent van Gogh

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And that love lived on Theo’s wife, Johanna, who was the one who pushed for the preservation of Vincent’s paintings. Johanna who made sure that her husband’s beloved brother would not be forgotten. Johanna who fought tooth and nail so that Theo and Vincent would never be forgotten. Johanna who carried the family legacy, who made sure that the works of Vincent would be kept in her possession. And then Vincent Willem, named for a uncle so loved, carried this legacy and founded the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam.

The van Gogh family history is deeply interwoven with love. It was the love of a brother that gave a young man the courage to paint and the resources to do so. It was the love of a woman for her husband and her husband’s beloved brother that made that story known. And it was the love of a nephew, who was so deeply loved even if for such a short time, that made it possible for the world to know Vincent van Gogh.

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My “It can’t be that bad- no one from the 29th century showed up to undo what I did.” t-shirt is raising a lot of questions from Temporal Investigations that my t-shirt should have explained.

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Monsterfucking is so normalized on Tumblr I kinda forgot it even counted as a kink. I thought it was like liking boobs on girls. The basic normal stuff most people like.

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The feminist pervert is a lonely but righteous path.

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sorry for being annoying [remembers that practicing gratitude instead of shame is better for my mental health and my relationships] thank you for letting me be annoying with you

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Grand Duke Wyll Ravengard, his treasured daughter Lily Aurora Ravengard, and beloved pet Scratch. Circa. 1498 DR"

My contribution to the BG3 Love & Marriage fanzine! Im honored to have been apart of this zine with so many other skilled artists and writers!

Check out the zine here!

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“She’s not really your child” explain this then

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how did they know

john raul porge and gringo

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