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I think those fancomics where Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes is transgender are cute and fun but I also think it's a deep misunderstanding of Calvin's character to think he would transition into a heterosexual normie who goes to her high school reunion. That girl would have neopronouns and fang implants
I know it's like 2 weeks too late to change it but I'm so mad I didn't realize that the band would obviously be called "Get Rid Of Slimy GirlS". I walk the road of shame
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These gentle, 400-pound giants are splashing back from the brink of extinction.
Green sea turtles have been an iconic endangered species since the 1980s, mostly due to bycatch in fishing nets and taking adults and eggs for food. I have core childhood memories of watching Steve Irwin talk about sea turtle conservation in front of a beach full of nesting green sea turtles.
After 45 years of conservation efforts, their population now meets the IUCN criteria for Least Concern rather than Endangered.
For a species with such a slow life history (it takes green sea turtles decades to reach sexual maturity) and a nearly global population, this is a Really Big Deal. This is the kind of long term conservation victory that many of the amazing humans who started working on green sea turtle conservation back in the 80s didn't live to see.
Just because something isn't fixed right away doesn't mean it won't ever be fixed. Just because the work is slow doesn't mean it isn't worth doing.
I think cis people should also be their gender of choice. Like, if you're a man, you should get to really enjoy being a man- have fun with it! If you're a woman, take the parts of womanhood that really deeply make you happy. If being a little androgynous or ambiguous or hidden is the part that really makes you happy, you don't have to be trans for that. If you wanna lean really hard into being femme or masc- do it! You have one life in your body, do what makes you happy. Ditch the stuff you don't like.
My sinister queer agenda is I think that everyone should be the gender they like in the way they like it.
Clark and Bruce walk into the Batcave to discuss a JL investigation to find Kon in a containment cell, Jason, Dick, Tim, and Damian sitting crisscross on the floor besides him, while Stephanie stands at the entrance with a lead box in hand.
Clark: is that? kryptonite? What’s going on here?
Kon (in Tim’s body): Wassup bro
Bruce: bro?
Dick: Tim and Kon got their bodies switched by a magician
Clark: Should we call—
Damian: We aren’t imbeciles Clark. We’ve already contacted the wizards. The spell will expire in a day or two.
Bruce: Good work.
Clark: So? What are you guys doing?
Jason: We’ve had a bet going that kryptonians have weak pain tolerance and that’s why green kryptonite affects you guys so badly. cause your wusses.
Superman: So your.. gonna torture Tim to find out?
Stephanie: Not torture. Experiment.
Dick: We are trying to figure out where kryptonite exposure feels like on a scale of 1-10
Cass: Face Punch to waterboarding
Clark: ..
Dick: I have money on it being a solid 7
Jason: Tim and I put money on 5.
Clark: This is ridiculous. Tim get out of there. Stephanie bring me the Kryptonite.
Tim (in kons body): Nah this is completely consensual don’t worry, we have a safe word and everything. I’ve been waiting for a chance like this forever. No way am I gonna miss out.
Clark: Bruce, do something
Bruce: ..
Dick: *laughing* You forget who made us this way
Stephanie enters the containment cell and opens the box. Tim(in Kons body) stiffens for a moment, then takes a deep breath. He stands up and gets closer and closer to Stephanie, his breath getting a tiny bit more ragged as he eventually reaches over to close the box.
Jason: Well?
Tim: The pain is proportionate to its proximity. Initial exposure felt like a 4–broken ribs but steadily increased to a 6— full body electrocution as I grew closer. Nausea and a headache are also present symptoms.
Damian: Hmm. The effects have been greatly exaggerated. I assumed it would have felt like being set aflame.
Kon: In my defense, i’m technically only 4 years old.
Tim: We could probably work on you guys’ pain tolerance a bit with a red sun lamp to get you more accustomed to discomfort
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This has been my main argument against "AI" from the very beginning.
OpenAI scraped the entire web. All of which had been a labor of love from humans. Wikipedia is the backbone of a lot of LLMs, and that was volunteer human labor. They stole it and now they're selling it back to us.
And worse, they're trying to destroy the free sources that they stole from. It's destruction of human knowledge on an unprecedented scale. The burning of the library of Alexandria has nothing on this.
Every now and again someone reblogs this and I am haunted by the fact that almost every big name streamer and jerma himself and notable voice actors and apparently the fucking spongebob squarepants art team have referenced this picture I made and I only have 4k notes on it
Using my power as a gimmick blog to spread the ORIGINAL post even more far and wide because how the hell does this only have 5kish notes. Please. What.
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Earthquakes in Venezuela: What We Know by Caracas Chronicles
Key Information About Venezuela’s State of Emergency by Caracas Chronicles
VENEZUELA’S EARTHQUAKE STATE OF EMERGENCY: HOW TO HELP
We Love Foundation: Provinding food, water, medical support, hygiene kits, shelter supplies, logistics, and direct support for vulnerable families on the ground. They have worked with global partners and Venezuelan nonprofits for the past 13 years.
The Gio Foundation: Humanitarian and animal aid nonprofit organization accepting donations through their portal.
Aldeas Infantiles SOS: Accepts donations in bolívares (Venezuelan currency) through their Venezuelan branch. Donations in foreign currencies can be sent through Aldeas Infantiles SOS Spain.
Save the Children’s Emergency Fund: Donations will go towards providing urgent, life-saving support to Venezuelan children.
UNICEF Spain: Has launched an Emergency Fund for Venezuelan children.
Miami-based Venezuelan American Chamber of Commerce Foundation: Launched a fundraising campaign to provide food, water, medicine, shelter and emergency relief.
So this really has no purpose except angst for angst's sake but;
Idea that Rumi had a dog growing up, a puppy that she found dumped on the side of the road and begged and pleaded with Celine to keep until Celine gave in and agreed that the puppy could live with them.
"You're going to be taking care of it, Rumi-ya," Celine says, already knowing that she's going to be the one feeding and watering the mangy, skinny thing.
Runi grows older, the dog grows older.
And the life of a touring pop star really isn't the best life to give to an aging dog so Rumi decides that it's really for the best if the dog stays with Celine on Jeju, where it's quieter and slower.
(The dog misses Rumi very much)
And what no one tells Rumi, what Rumi has to learn from getting older, is that the years pass quick. And they pass especially quick when one is an artist busy with tours and interviews and marketing and slaying demons.
("When did his muzzle go gray?" She asks, one Chuseok, on one of the precious few days she's able to make it to Jeju.
"Oh, it's been getting that way for a while," Celine says, pushing up her new reading glasses. "We're both senior citizens now.")
(And Rumi had rolled her eyes because Celine wasn't even fifty yet.)
By the time the Idol Awards came around again and Rumi's secret was revealed, she hadn't been back to Jeju for... a while. Her patterns were spreading and she could feel her time running out.
When Rumi arrives on Jeju, she arrives at the hanok first.
And the dog, waiting at the front door (where it had been waiting a long time), raises its head, recognizing Rumi's scent.
Rumi, not wanting to greet her dog like this, shooes it away. Promising that she would be back and walks up the steps to the tree and Celine.
And the dog, watching Rumi go, having waited and lingered until Rumi returned home, lays it's head down a final time.
*remembers how Argos' death absolutely destroyed younger me*
*reads anyway*
*gets absolutely destroyed*
*makes it worse*
Rumi doesn't notice the body as she rushes back through the door. Really, Celine doesn't blame her. At a glance it looks like the dog is just deep in the midst of a peaceful sleep, and that is all Rumi had the time and mental energy for, a glance.
Something too brief to see how his sides don't rise, or fall.
Something too fleeting to notice how stillness lay atop him like a shroud.
Something too distracted to witness what Celine could see the moment her eyes rested on the muzzle gone gray.
He is gone, and has taken another tie to Rumi's childhood with him.
For a moment she crouches alongside the body, fur cooling beneath her palm, silently thanking the dog for the hours of quiet companionship that made her nest feel a little less empty, the nights she breathed a little easier while on a Hunt knowing Jindo was watching over Rumi, and the smiles he put on her little girl's face.
He was a good dog.
Her next thought is for Rumi; of course it is.
She's still on Jeju; it's barely been half an hour since she left; she only needs to call and the car will be crunching back over the gravel so Rumi can run up the walk and bury one last round of tears in the salt-and-pepper fur.
And Celine considers it; has Rumi's contact on her phone screen, has her thumb hovering over the 'call' button.
But she doesn't.
"They're getting worse!" Rumi had all but wailed when she burst upon the tree, distraught. Celine had no response beyond staring, hand trapping a gasp, at the sight of the patterns- those damn patterns- clawing across more of her daughter's Rumi's skin than ever before. Snaking under the straps of her bra, snarling down her arms, and scrabbling, voracious, at her neck, demonic claws reaching for her voice.
Like Gwi-Ma was trying to claim her.
Celine stayed calm, did what she always did (all she knew how to do)- repeated again the promise of salvation by the Golden Honmoon, repeated again the importance of keeping faults and fears where they belonged- as she gently prised Rumi's shirt from her fist and slid in back on, slipped her own cardigan from her back to Rumi's, and reminded her of just how important the Idol Awards were (more than ever now). Never once betraying her own fears, modeling what Rumi needed to succeed in this.
She had left…still upset, but with a resolute air and laser focus Celine knew as the heralds of triumph.
Rumi needed strength, not to hear her dog was dead. Or to be burdened with grief.
It just...made everything harder.
Celine knew.
She buried the dog in a spot Rumi would have picked, under a plum tree where girl and dog had wiled away many golden girlhood hours. Wrapped him in the blanket he'd had since a pup. Done everything Rumi would have wanted.
It is better this way, she tells herself as she shovels the last of the dirt. Rumi needs to turn the Honmoon gold, she can’t afford to fail, her humanity depends on it.
Never mind the guilt pushing at her, this is the right choice. The only choice.
(See, I had imagined it as happening right at the end of the movie and Celine goes back to the hanok and finds the cooling body -- a part of Rumi now lost forever)
(And Celine watches the sun break in the east and strokes the dog's fur and when the world doesn't end and the honmoon reappears, she calls Rumi, though she has no idea what to say)
(And she calls and calls and Rumi isn't picking up)
(And she leaves voicemails. Half congratulations, half telling Rumi to call because there's something important she needs to be told)
(And when Rumi doesn't call back, Celine leaves another voicemail telling her that the dog is dead and what does she want Celine to do with -- her voice breaks on 'the body')
(Rumi doesn't call and)
(Celine wraps the body up in his favorite blanket and sets his body in an unused corner of the cellar. It's cool down there and the body will keep longer than if it were out in the open)
(She hopes Rumi calls back soon enough to be able to say goodbye)
