Da Vinci and Wilde

I haven't seen anyone talking about this and just wanted to make a quick post on here.

Akihiro Miwa recently passed away peacefully june 20th, and was not only a drag queen and a queer icon, but also the japanese voice of Arceus in the movie Arceus and the jewel of life, as well as the witch from Howl's moving castle and Moro from Princess Mononke.

I am once again begging people to realize that AI checker doesn’t work. it’s never worked. it’s notoriously known to have flagged human-made works as AI and AI-generated works as human-made. and by feeding it people’s works, you are feeding more works to AI, because apparently the machine itself is AI.

Pros: I’ll have access to them later because they’re fucking hilarious

But I just saw a video of a TT user explaining that they decided to do their own little social experiment — by walking up to drug dealers on the street, telling them there's a young woman with a baby who needs help with formula, and literally all of them immediately reached into their pockets. In this story, the OP did have a real neighbor with a baby who ended up getting some much needed baby supplies. Thanks to the charity of local drug dealers.

Venezuela was hit by two earthquakes yesterday, a 7.2 and a 7.5. Many parts of the country have been reduced to rubble, and areas of Caracas have been flattened. Their infrastructure has already been under immense strain. Here's how you can help:

https://www.gofundme.com/f/emergency-relief-for-venezuela-earthquake-victims

Donate here.

It is a little difficult for me to format this information, as I am getting it through WhatsApp messages and Instagram reels, but I will be using this post to add collection centres outside of Venezuela. I will not be using this platform to spread information for those who are inside Venezuela as I know there are better platforms for that.

Most of the information I share will be in spanish and I also will not be doing any translation work. The addresses are clear and the items needed are universal in every catastrophe of this magnitude.

Collection centres in Puerto Rico:

Collection centres in Argentina:

Collection centres in Chile:

Collection centres in Bogotá:

Collection centres in Miami:

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inside, the warren, and outside, the fox

a couple close ups under the cut

tech news today is that Mullvad VPN has gone mask-off about being the major funding source for the Swedish Orebro party, who are racist nationalists. unfortunately all discussion of this is occurring on fucking Mastodon instances i can barely load

if you are a mullvad customer (as i am) and want to get out, here is guidance from this guy

— خليل جبران ‎ Khalil Gibran  (via killyouranxiety)

How we fight tall people

“Oh,” says Sam, when, after their run, Steve tells him that he and Bucky are going to the pound later that day.  "I didn’t know you were getting a dog.“

"We’re not getting a dog,” says Steve.  "We’re just going to visit, see some of the animals.“

"Right,” Sam says.  "And I’m terrified of heights.“

"What are you talking about?” Steve asks.

“Oh, sorry,” says Sam, and crosses his arms.  "Are we not telling bald faced lies today?“

"No, we’re not,” says Steve.  "It’s just for something to do.“

"Sure,” says Sam.  "Make sure to ask the pet store people which kibble is the best.  You don’t want to accidentally poison the poor thing.“

"We’re not getting a dog!” Steve says again.  Sam just laughs at him.  "Look, come with, then,“ Steve says.  "I’ll prove it to you.”

“Oh crap."  Some of the batter spilled on the floor just as the pancakes needed flipping.  "Steve, can you wipe that with a paper towel?"  Sam turned back to the pancakes.  One of this favorite parts of having a new running buddy is getting to make breakfast for someone afterwards.  He likes feeding people, especially superheroes who sit awkwardly in his kitchen behaving like a normal awkward guy instead of some motherfuckin’ legend.

"The … paper towel?" 

"Yeah buddy, on the table over there."  Sam briefly registered Steve stooping to clean up the batter, and then spending a long time washing his hands.  It wasn’t until he turned around with a plate full of pancakes that he caught Steve holding up a damp (but clean) paper towel.

"The paper towel.  I’ve rinsed it.  Where should I hang it?”

Sam’s not quite sure how to respond.  “Steve…. I usually just throw those away.”

“Oh.” Sam could see Steve trying to recover, pretend that’s what he meant to do all along.  “Of course."  Steve looked like he was tossing a five dollar bill in the trash, and not just a paper towel.

Sam handed him the plate of pancakes and had enough experience with this sort of thing to let Steve think for a bit as they ate.

"So you can just throw paper away…"  Steve started, but then stopped.

"Yeah, it’s always the little things, isn’t it?"  Sam said between bites.  "When I first got back I swear I spent a whole day just in the grocery store, looking at people buying food."  Steve looked guilty, in a way that only Steve could about skulking around the frozen food aisle, so Sam changed the subject.

"I’m surprised it’s taken you this long – don’t you use paper towels to dry your hands in the SHIELD bathrooms?"  Then, thinking back to his grandma, he clapped his thigh excitedly, "You’ve got handkerchiefs, don’t you?  Come on, show me.”

With some chagrin, Steve pulled out of his pocket a neatly folded and ironed handkerchief, with the letters “S. Rogers” simply and precisely stitched in one corner.  “I guess I don’t need this anymore, huh." 

"Nah, it’s fine, man.  My grandma still does this stuff.  Saves all the soap slivers to mush into a new soap… thing.  Ties old socks into a mop.  Living through the Depression does that to people."  Sam continued, "Besides,that’s way more environmental. Maybe I should be the one using fewer paper towels.  So do you wash those by hand?”

“Of course.  We old folks didn’t have washing machines during the war."  There was something weird about Steve’s smile when he said that.

Sam thought about the thousands of crisp clean uniforms in all those war propaganda films.  No way all that was done by hand.  "Bullshit, I’m sure you had washing machines back then.  If not you, at least the army. It was the 1940s, not the 1800s."  What was Steve trying to pull?

Steve gave him a look.  Sam held his gaze and chewed his mouthful of pancake with slow deliberation.  Sam is very good at awkward yet earnest staring contests.

Steve broke his gaze and got up to get more pancakes.  "Actually, Bucky’s family had a washing machine – they could afford one.  After, mom, well,  passed away, he would use that as an excuse for me to visit him more often, but I preferred doing things myself, so…"  The way Steve was talking, It was as if Sam had passed some secret friend test.

"Hey, you want some sausages to go with that?"  Sam loved feeding people, and this breakfast was far from over.

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what he’s not expecting is for sam to ask him what his favorite pizza topping is.he narrows his eyes and says “olives and pineapple,” like it’s some kind of state secret.sam raises his eyebrows. “together?” he asks, like he thinks bucky is joking.bucky nods.