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Lavoisier is having none of your shit.

Heeeey so fun fact: the woman in that painting is Lavoisier’s wife, Marie-Anne Pierrette Paulze, who not only acted as Lavoisier’s lab assistant but also translated English and Latin texts into French so he could read them. But she didn’t just translate, she pointed out errors in the chemistry in some of the texts. Her observations of these errors convinced Lavoisier to study combustion, which led to his discovery of oxygen. She was also critical to the publication of Lavoisier’s Elementary Treatise on Chemistry in 1789. She kept strict records of every experiment they conducted together and drew detailed diagrams of all their equipment. She also threw amazing parties and invited all the brightest minds in science so her husband could pick their brains. After Lavoisier was guillotined she secured all of his notebooks and equipment for posterity.

In short: NOBODY KICKS MADAME LAVOISIER OUT OF THE LAB.

Also, a side note: My historian husband-to-be pointed some things out to me about this painting. Notice that Madame Lavoisier is looking at the viewer, and all the light is on her, while Lavoisier himself is physically smaller than her, in shadow, and looking up to her in reverence. This isn’t a candid photograph- all of these choices are deliberate. The painting isn’t of Lavoisier- Madame Lavoisier is meant to be the central subject. 

I can just imagine Lavoisier telling all his colleagues that his wife is really the one with all the clever ideas, and them patting him on the back and telling him he’s sweet for saying so.

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but why do i say “i know” to my pets when they make noises. im lying to them. i don’t know anything.

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Anonymous asked: Hey Ivy, I have a question regarding safe words, especially after reading your last bit of "Halfway there." Do you think safe words always work/ should be the only way to stop a scene? I ask this because I get really REALLY spacey to the point sometimes I don't remember what I say. I've never played a scene as intense as the ones you're describing, but I worry that if I did, I wouldn't even be coherent enough to think of my safe word and say it. So what do you think is the line there?

thinkivykink:

Wonderful question!

So, safe words DON’T always work and shouldn’t be the only way to stop a scene. One reason that Flint and other partners (Sir, Daddy, etc) I’ve had ask me for my safe words during a scene is to make sure I’m still capable of using them.

Flint and I did a thing recently and I got kind of incoherent. He asked what my safe words were and I kind of provided a sort of jumbled “wub-wub-wuh” as an answer. So, he ended the scene because I wasn’t able to provide the safe words. 

Another thing I’ve had partners, including Flint, do is ask me to repeat my words to them and then specifically ask after I’ve successfully provided them, “would you like to use one of them?” If I say one of them, they adjust accordingly. If I say a definitive “no, keep going,” they do. If I say anything along the lines of “I don’t know” or “I’m not sure,” they stop the scene. Because consent is that important and should never be ambiguous.

This is completely brilliant and I am posting it here mostly for my own reference. 

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Anonymous asked: At what age did you lose your virginity?

rubyreed:

I never lost mine, I just absorb other peoples’, making my virginity grow stronger and stronger in preparation for the final battle.