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Hey, donāt cry. Free online database of Japanese folk lore
Might I add, free database of mostly European folklore and myths
A Book of Creatures by @a-book-of-creatures doesn't update these days but is another thing along these lines, really huge, fully illustrated all by the author and cites all sources
Free database of Native American folklore, sorted by tribe.
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everything you see on tumblr is biased towards the perspectives of the types of people who post a lot on tumblr. this is essential to remember
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I feel so insane about ai. I've had face-to-face conversations with people who use it for therapy, who use it to calculate the safety of pill interactions, who use it for all their emails and grant applications and legal documents and academic papers and finance sheets and for every single question they have about the world, and if you tell them about the ecological costs they just laugh and say "I guess I've used a lot of water." and I've been in multiple gatherings of 10+ people where I'm THE ONLY PERSON who doesn't use chatgpt. it's turning me into a ranting raving pariah, because how don't you people see??? why don't you understand??????? this bullshit didn't exist five years ago, you absolutely do not need it, and it is destroying everything
my friend just had an art show and they were communicating with the gallerist over email. They could clearly tell that the gallerist was using AI to respond to their emails, but just rolled their eyes and moved on.
and then on the day of the show, my friend asks, "where is the camera I requested?"
gallerist: "you didn't request a camera"
my friend: "I did, and you confirmed that you would have one here."
gallerist: "that isn't true."
and then she proceeded to pull up the email thread, and my friend could see that every single email they had sent had been summarized by AI, and that the gallerist had then had AI write a response to them based on the AI summary, and that the AI had detected that they needed a camera, and confirmed on behalf of the gallerist that they would bring a camera, but because the gallerist had offloaded the work of actually reading and responding, she simply hadn't actually made any note of it herself, therefore didn't bring it, nor did she even know one was needed.
so my friend had done all of this communication about their needs and expectations to be able to make the show possible, and the person whose job it was to read that information and get it done had simply.... not read the information and not done it. because AI.
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I am exhausted, it is 9:30pm.
aside from that, I love my qpgf. so much. like, I cannot use words to express it. I try to show hxr how much I love hxr, but even that doesnāt feel like enough. I did the most I could for their birthday, and it still didnāt feel like enough. nothing ever feels enough.
anyway, airi, when you see this, because I know you will, thank you. this is an appreciation post! see? Iām learning tumblr! this might become my life now. maybe. itās like instagram and discord and Pinterest all together. I love you so much and I need to ionically bond with you. ok idk how to end this in a way that isnāt awkward. peace out
just updated my profile bitches
Iām learning how to tumblr
hi airi thanks airi
It really helps to not be picky about what art you engage with actually. Gotta mix up your diet a bit from time to time
If you find you're bored of the folk punk you always listen to, try out a rap album. If you only ever watch classic cinema or more grounded art films, check out a fast and furious movie or something. Or try reading a book if you only ever consume film or tv. Or comics. Or go to an art museum. You may not like whatever it is you try out, and I promise you don't have to like it, but I can guarantee that you can't subsist on a monoculture. Be open to experiencing new art. Even if it's bad. Especially if it's bad, actually.
whenever someone calls me and says they're from my bank or car loan company or whatever and asks me security questions, I always tell them "excuse me, you called me, how can you prove who you are" and every single time they act like it's the first time anyone's ever asked that, which absolutely boggles my mind. for the love of fuck please do not answer "security questions" when you didn't initiate the call, at least without making them answer a few first
Never give them your info!
I agree, never give your info in a call you didn't initiate. Phone numbers can be spoofed. They may actually sound like your bank or credit card company.
If you receive a call, hang up and call back using the phone number on their website. Explain that you received a call about X and if it's legit, they'll be able to tell you so. They're also not usually going to get mad if you say "I'm going to hang up and call you back." Scams will though. Because you won't be calling THEM back, you'll be alerting the bank someone is committing fraud in their name. So they'll get urgent about it. Ignore them and hang up. Call back on an actual line.
my turn to transify everyone!!!!
ichika: agender any prns because have you seen her!!!! + aroace spec (demiaroace maybe) so shes a triple A battery
saki: girlflux. lowkey projecting but come on sheād be hyperfem one day and demigirl the next and it would make perfect sense!!! pronouns also fluctuate but sheād frequent shy/hyr on top of she/it
honami: she/he transfem. does anyone see the vision.
shiho: transmasc but probably something like boyflux. hes the pure reason no one in l/n is purely sapphic. hed also have a collection of cute xenos..
minori: mtf. she/it/they + some whimsical cute neopronouns
haruka: i fully believe in āharuka one-of-the-boys kiritaniā sooo ftm solarian any prns
airi: trans female she/they come on have you read her storiesā¦..
shizuku: afab lunarian, any pronouns with a slight they/them preference just cuz i feel like. it fits the thing about them only being seen as a pretty face.. everyone in mmj found it funny that their and harukas genders match. and then they all dated <3
kohane: agender but i love imagining her with short hair so theyd defo cut itā¦.. uhh they>she>he
an: fluid. sheād get funky with it too. and find some way to make it akitos problem
akito: transmasc he/him. he used to be like āyeah im trans but not like THAT kind of transā (when he was rlly young) until he too became woke
toya: he doesnt know. like. hed blank so hard. maybe dabble in xenos like #neurodivergently but uhh yeah he likes it when people use she/her occasionally
tsukasa: mtf she just doesnt know it yet. then shed be hyper feminine and slay also saki would be thrilled
rui: demiboy or some shit. all i know is he stretches the definition of boy. heād fw all prns
emu: nonbinary she/her and the silliest xeno genders and neo pronouns and idk everything ever
nene: transmaaaasc hed cut his hair but like realize he actually liked it long and have some sidetails or something.. its fluffy and soft okay.? also tsukasa would offer to trade wardrobes when they eventually figure their shit out but their sizes wouldnt match. nene would probably get an oversized sweater or something from tsukasa though (emu also would get one cuz nene looks so comfy in his, in exchange for cute accessories)
kanade: āim probably nonbinary but i dont have time to think about that right nowā type shit. if you let her, sheād identify with her goal of helping people through music (and her guilt) more than any corner of the gender spectrum
mafuyu: genderfluid??
ena: she/he paragirl. ftf i dont care sheād love offending people by calling himself an afab transfem (and lesboy when heās feeling especially he/him)
mizuki: mtf she/her but like. sheās trans jesus or god or whatever. she invented the concept of being trans. do you get what i mean. shes beyond gender at this point. she turned the whole cast trans. DO YOU GET WHAT I MEAN.
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Sirius Black can be irrational, right? A flaw thatās slowly gotten better over time, but not completely gone. Imagine him stuck in his house, unable to visit his friends, even when his best friendās wife is pregnant. He decides to drink his stress away, taking his motor bike to the nearest club he can find. He drinks, and drinks, and drinks, but no one knows heās gone. He gets even worse while heās drunk, and he wakes up in someone elseās bed. A womanās. He gives her his address and a letter, in a friendly way, because heās not an asshole who just leaves without any warning after an.. eventful night. Two weeks later he gets a letter.
Sheās pregnant.
Of course, he wants the kid. They both have no romantic attraction towards each other, but thereās certainly enough milk that he doesnāt have to go and buy more. Heās over the moon, writing letters to James, Remus, and Peter alike. Strangely, Remus isnāt as excited. (I wonder why.. hmm..) After a few months, things are getting worse. Muggles dying everywhere, wizards going missing, itās scary.
Then, the mother of his child bursts into his house.
āSirius- I think- I need- please-ā she blurts out, sobbing. Sirius immediately takes her to St. Mungos. Heās in a bad way, restless energy taking over him. Itās too early, will the baby be okay? Will she? All these thoughts run through his head, and then he turns to see James. James, with Lily, who is obviously in pain. Sirius looks at his best friend, James looks back with a bewildered expression.
āAre you.. is..ā
āThe same day? The SAME day?! Theyāll be like twins!ā
James is ecstatic, Sirius is a worried mess. He paces around the room, and a healer gestures for him to come over.
āIām pleased to say that the baby is quite healthy, despite his early birth.. but, unfortunately, his mother-ā
-and Sirius falls to his knees. This is his fault. Why did he leave the house? Why canāt he just control himself? Why did he accept her choice to have the baby? He didnāt love her, not romantically, at least. Why, why, why-
āSir? Sir, please calm down..ā
Sirius is so distraught he canāt even cry. He gives money to the womanās family for the funeral, goes to Lily to visit her, to see if sheās okay. But sheās with her newborn son, with James, who is happily rambling about how cute he is. A part of him is jealous. But heās happy for them all the same, and even happier when heās announced Harry James Potterās godfather. Thatās when he makes his decision.
He storms to St. Mungos, demanding to see the young healer who had delivered the news that made his world fall apart at the seams. He slams a quill on the table, his eyes filled with tears
āI want my son. I want him. Iām raising him. Who in the name of Merlinās beard gives a shit about whether Iām a woman or not? Heās my child, mine, Iām taking him home.ā
And so he does. He holds the newborn carefully, looking down at him with pure love. How can anything be so small? He never really held a baby before, unless you counted the time when Regulus was born and Sirius was a curious toddler, he still has the picture. He watches as his son raises a tiny hand, and Sirius takes it in two of his fingers.(p
āRegulus..ā he whispers, biting his lip. Regulus, who was foolish enough to believe his family. Regulus, who he hadnāt spoken to since he got sorted. Regulus, who never came back to him.
āIāll take care of you better than I took care of him, I swear.ā
And so, Regulus Black Jr is taken home.
Sirius has a ton of help from Lily, he names Remus godfather, Lily godmother. Regulus and Harry get along as well as babies can do, and Sirius is livid that they canāt spend their first birthday together. Nevertheless, Remus and Sirius enjoy themselves as little regulus somehow makes a mess of the cake. Remus offers to stay the night, which was probably for the best, since Regulus was on a sugar high until 2 in the morning. Sirius cries a little about Regulusās mother, he took regulus to her grave. Even if he had no clue what was going on, it felt right for Sirius to take him. Remus, being the best friend (sure.. friend..) he is, comforted him. They then fell asleep on the sofa, at around 4 in the morning.
He hears the news about James, about Lily, about his godson. He drops regulus off at Remusās, getting on his motor bike and speeding to find Peter. First he lost his sonās mother, now his godmother and uncle? Siriusās best friend? His best friendās son? Hagrid refuses to hand over his godson.. how dare he? How dare he?! Who cares about Dumbledore? Dumbledoreās the one who couldnāt protect Lily and James! He wipes the hot tears streaming down his face, then practically pounces the second he lays eyes on Peter.
I think you know the rest.
Remus finds himself fighting for his right to keep regulus, as his godfather. Sirius, a traitor? He was a father, he couldnāt, surely.. That doesnāt mean his child deserves to be punished too. Heās still fighting his case, over the years, but regulus is in his custody while heās doing so.
Fast forward ten years. Regulus is the spitting image of his father, except with soft brown hair. It makes Remus cry sometimes, he does his best to hide it, not that heās good at it. Regulus also acts very much like his father, a social butterfly with an unfortunate habit of attracting trouble. Or being the trouble.
āReg, stop running! And push your own trolley, Iām not doing it for you.ā
āBut Pa, the train leaves at eleven! Itās on platform 9 and 3/4, right? All I have to do is run through there! The trolley will slow me down!ā
Harry overhears this conversation, edging to Remus and poking his arm
āExcuse me, sir.. I donāt know.. how..ā
Remus jumps. Suddenly, heās eleven years old again, seeing James Potter with his hair sticking out from the back. Except this time heās nervous, fragile, a little scared, with a lightning scar on his forehead. He wants to cry and hug the young boy, but he stops himself. A conversation for another day, another time, another place.
āTo get on the platform? Donāt worry, cub, itās regulusās first day too.ā he mentally slaps himself. Cub? Whyād he say that? He hasnāt called Harry that in ten years, he hasnāt seen Harry in ten years.
āYeah! It is! Cāmon, Iāll show you!ā regulus takes Harryās hand, and runs straight at the barrier, dragging the green eyed boy. Harryās practically screaming.
āThere- Thereās a wall! Are you MAD? THEREāS A WA-ā Harry closes his eyes, preparing to feel extreme pain. But he doesnāt. He hears regulus laugh, and lets go of his hand as he slowly opens his eyes. Itās the Hogwarts Express, platform 9 and 3/4. In the end, Remus did push Regulusās trolley, he also pushed Harryās.
Harry and Regulus rush to the train, finding an empty compartment. Regulus rambles about houses, and quidditch, and magic in general. Harry is amazed. Then Ron Weasley peeks in, asking if he can join them. Regulus agrees, Harry just nods nervously.
āIām Ron, Ron Weasley.ā
āRegulus Black! Junior, that is.ā
āUh.. Harry. Harry Potter.ā
Regulus jaw drops, looking from Ron to Harry.
āWHAT? You said Harry, you didnāt say POTTER! Why didnāt pa tell me? He saw you too! Do you have the scar? Can I see? I mean, only if you want, it was probably super scary, right? Can you remember it?ā he starts bombarding Harry with questions, and he does get answers.
A few hours later, theyāre munching on chocolate frogs, fizzing whizz bees and pumpkin pasties. A girl with bushy brown hair and rather large front teeth pokes in, her Hogwarts robes already on.
You get the drill.
So, imagine this.
Harry Potter, staring at Hermione Granger curiously. Ronald Weasley and Regulus Black Jr sharing bewildered expressions.
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