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montage of a spectacled owl meeting my barn owl shawl at the ren faire today
Not all dogs have jobs and I think they should get to wear little vests too
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Let’s go everybody it’s time to survive
“There are no female aliens in our game because we don’t know how to make a female version of this alien” You know that alien you just designed? That male alien? Give it a female voice actor and have characters refer to it as she. That’s it. That’s literally all you have to do
Make her shorter if you must
Make her BIGGER if you aren’t a coward
Take your male alien bodytype, make her like 4 feet taller, give her an extra set of arms and sharper teeth, and as muscular as shit.
Boom.
Give her natural camouflage and make the man like this
Make them exactly the same size and shape but different colors
Give him a huge flock of babies following him around to show off what a great lay he is
Surprise mPreganté
Exactly the same but one of them has a cool hat (you decide which)
Give her a sensible haircut for successful hunting while he has a big dumb mullet so big and dumb the food can see him coming and book it
Please just for the love of pie do not begin and end with boobs
Or, for anyone who REALLY isn’t a coward:
Have more than two sexes
Have only one sex
Have two sexes but on a slider
Have their sex change over time

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Every year, doctors at a hospital in the Yunnan Province of China brace themselves for an influx of people with an unusual complaint. The patients come with a strikingly odd symptom: visions of pint-sized, elf-like figures – marching under doors, crawling up walls and clinging to furniture. The hospital treats hundreds of these cases every year. All share a common culprit: Lanmaoa asiatica, a type of mushroom that forms symbiotic relationships with pine trees in nearby forests and is a locally popular food, known for its savory, umami-packed flavor. In Yunnan, L. asiatica is sold in markets, it appears on restaurant menus and is served at home during peak mushroom season between June and August.
i love bizzarely specific hallucinogens
The hospital treats hundreds of these cases every year. All share a common culprit: Lanmaoa asiatica, a type of mushroom that forms symbiotic relationships with pine trees in nearby forests and is a locally popular food, known for its savory, umami-packed flavor. In Yunnan, L. asiatica is sold in markets, it appears on restaurant menus and is served at home during peak mushroom season between June and August. One must be careful to cook it thoroughly, though, otherwise the hallucinations will set in. "At a mushroom hot pot restaurant there, the server set a timer for 15 minutes and warned us, 'Don't eat it until the timer goes off or you might see little people,'" says Colin Domnauer, a doctoral candidate in biology at the University of Utah and the Natural History Museum of Utah, who is studying L. asiatica. "It seems like very common knowledge in the culture there." [...]
He and his team are still trying to identify the chemical compound responsible for the hallucinations in L. asiatica. Current tests suggest it is not likely related to any other known psychedelic compound. For one, the trips it produces are unusually long, commonly lasting one to three days after an onset of 12 to 24 hours, and in some cases even causing hospital stays of up to a week. Because of the extraordinarily long duration of these trips and the chance for prolonged side effects such as delirium and dizziness, Domnauer has yet to try the raw mushrooms himself. These mega-trips might help to explain why people in China, the Philippines and Papua New Guinea do not seem to have a tradition of purposefully seeking out L. asiatica for its psychoactive effects, according to Domnauer's findings. "It was always just eaten for food," Domnauer says, with hallucinations being an unexpected side-effect. There's another curious factor: other known psychedelic compounds also usually produce idiosyncratic trips that vary not only from person to person but also from one experience to the next within the same individual. With L. asiatica, though, "the perception of little people is very reliably and repeatedly reported", Domnauer says. "I don't know of anything else that produces such consistent hallucinations."
Heads up my trans and queer friends, do not participate in this study. Spread the word to stay away;
Skeet from Alejandra Caraballo that says: If you see this, don't participate. It's a rigged study by Lisa Littman and unethical researcher J. Michael Bailey meant to undermine access to care. Spread the word.
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The best part of this is that "virgin Molotov Cocktail" would itself be a great nickname for a jar of piss
I see your piss and I raise you used tampons.
Piss and blood can both be DNA tested
DNA testing is time and labour consuming
DNA is harder to definitively match when contaminated by three or more sources
PROPOSITION:
Either so many people start throwing piss that they run out of resources to pursue everyone who does it, or everyone shares The Communal Piss Bucket for maximum anonymity
I've taken to replying this when I get spam comments:
Human creatives have the right to write/link related fics to mine, translate, make art for, make podfics of my fanworks, anything transformative that is human made. (Please let me know! I want to see!)
I don't commission random spammers who have obviously not read the story they're posting on; you will be reported/muted/blocked.
Baby authors out there, please hear this:
If someone wants to make art of your stuff, they will either just do it, or they will ask and not expect you to go to a different site to "discuss" it with them.
They will not ask for payment.
They will not comment generic things; anyone who's that excited about your story? It will be obvious they've read it.
This is generic. These people have not read my story. (These people have also not read my profile, where I explicitly say, in bold, that these kinds of comments will get reported.)
If you get comments like this, I promise they haven't read your story either. They are trying to get you somewhere they can message you privately, where more experienced people can't see and go "wait!" They want your money. (They have a strong chance of just being people feeding a prompt into AI, they're not even actual artists.)
Report them. Mute them. Block them.
Do not make contact with them on another social media.
Someone who's that excited about your stuff will comment right there and make the art anyway. I've made friends in AO3 comments, and exchanged contact information... because it was very obvious those people were engaged with the story I'd written.
If someone is commenting in a way that is highly complimentary but very generic? They did not read your story.
I know it sucks when you get shitty generic comments, you want them to be real! I get it! But you deserve better. Don't give these schmucks the time of day.

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So kids in my district are organizing a walkout tomorrow. The district, however, are being Huge Assholes about it, and threatening all kinds of punishments if they go through with it. And as faculty, we've been told that we cannot say anything to the students on the topic aside from: "Our focus is on teaching and learning, if you have questions, talk to an admin."
Which is such bullshit.
Anyway. Several kids wanted to talk to me about the walkout yesterday afternoon. Didn't say anything. Just gave them the I Can't Say Anything And You Know Why look. One of them was like, "Don't worry, Ms. S. We got you."
And then today? They came back. WITH FUCKING PAPERWORK. Those beautiful darlings went to the city clerk's office and got a protest permit for the park down the road and they're organizing a protest after school, they've coordinated with a local immigrant rights group, they have police permission, and they've notified the school district that all the paperwork is filed, legal, and in order. District said: no walkout, or we'll suspend you, take your parking, kick you off of sports teams. Kids said: sure, fine. Be that way, jerks. Let's make this a whole-ass community thing and go loud.
I'm so impressed. And one of them was like, "We were talking about it, wanted to organize a protest, and we remembered how you said in class that most substantive democratic states there are still requirements to register large protests, so we looked up how to file for a permit. We're not giving them a reason to say we didn't do it right," and I wanted to fucking cry.
I don't teach US Government. I teach a Comparative Government class. I said that stuff about permits and protests about the UK back in, like, September. But they remembered and connected it to the world around them and they USED it, and I'm just so fucking proud of them.
Chinese dancer performs bellydance(Raqs Sharqi) in his oc assassin style (cr 舞贝勒)
Official ominous sign (apparently translates to "Sorry", in a sincere way)
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OH MY GOSH LOOK AT THEM
thinkin about like. pit-mad Jason who struggles not to be overcome with anger whenever the lazarus energy takes over his head. he keeps getting angry at the littlest things and once his vision goes green he's basically unstoppable. he blacks out and comes to hours later, usually injured and surrounded by dead bodies and blood. broken hands from where he hasn't had the sense of mind to hold back. terrified survivors crouched in the corners. Talia starts quarantining him whenever he seems pissed off because she keeps losing soldiers to him. one time a fly wont leave him alone during a strategy meeting and it irritates him so much he loses it. comes to four hours later having been barricaded into Ra's favourite meeting room to find out he killed half the guards in the room, Talia has a broken jaw, and Ra's had to be put in the pit again 3 months ahead of schedule.
he sheepishly trudges into the med room with a 'my bad' card and a box of pastries he baked himself in the league kitchen. Ra's calls him a moron. Talia flips him off but smacks his hand away when he tries to take back the goods.
point is he COMPLETELY loses himself whenever the pit rage takes over. until.
Damian.
the only person who has never once been hurt during any of Jason's blackouts, is Damian. the thing is that when Jason first found the kid practicing katas by the pond and found out he was Talia's kid and, therefor, Jason's little brother, Jason's mind seemed to subconsciously lock in the fact that Damian was something Jason has to protect.
he'd never had a little brother before, but he was a street kid who was used to taking care of the littlun's in his neighbourhood. was the Robin that surpassed even Dick's skills at calming down the terrified kid-victims they came across during patrol. finding Damian and reverting back to that old protector dynamic was just normal, enhanced even, because this kid was his.
that subconscious reasoning that he protect Damian is somehow the only thing that manages to bypass the pit rage. even when he isn't of sound mind and is completely blacked out with rage, his body knows that that little kid who stares up at him with so much awe, pride and trust? that kid? isn't to be TOUCHED.
it gets to the point that noticing Damian is nearby actively works against the pit rage. reminding him even in his mindless state that he can't just go full out godzilla and destroy everything in site. forces rules back into his head which eventually brings him out of his blackout and helps him take recontrol of his mind. seeing that kid actively calms Jason down.
it affects Damian, too. Damian is a child that is actively being raised in a cult-like league of assassins. he was taught how to be a warrior, a prince, and an asset. not a child. Jason is the only exception to that.
when Jason gets angry, nothing can touch him. nobody dares try, they just spot his eyes starting to glow green and sprint in the other direction. whatever room/area Jason loses himself in becomes his until he manages to get himself under control. even the most sacred areas, people will leave to him. Damian still remembers the time Jason started smashing shit up after being called into Ra's own private quarters to be told that his favourite goat had been accidentally slaughtered for a banquet. Ra's had seen his eyes go green and speed-walked out of his own bedroom, locking Jason in and begrudgingly sleeping in a spare room until Jason quietly and sheepishly re-emerged two days later, most of Ra's furniture smashed to dust and splinters.
the other thing Damian realised, quite quickly, is that when Jason blacks out and goes into pit rage, Damian is the only person he won't hurt.
essentially, when Jason gets mad while Damian is near him? Damian gets at least 4 hours of being inside a protective bubble of isolation where he can do/act however the fuck he wants without the league standards being imposed on him. Damian learns to take advantage.
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"....Aw fuck," Jason muttered, wincing as his sight finally returns to him. His knuckles are scraped to hell and his feet ache, as if he'd been kicking slabs of metal full-force for hours on end. The dining room around him is... shattered. Destroyed. Decimated. And he didn't even remember what had set him off this time.
The room was empty, of course, everybody having long fled and the door very clearly bordered up to stop his escape. He knew Ra's would have planted a guard outside the room to wait for him to come back to himself, knocking to get out. It was probably the same guard as usual, which was humiliating because after the fifteenth and sixteenth time this kind of thing happened it became less concerning and more... annoying. He really needed to figure out how to control this pit bullshit.
"You've been out for seven hours!" A chipper, proud sounding voice leads him to turn around, realising on second glance that the room was not completely empty. Surrounded by complete carnage and yet utterly untouched, a nine year old was happily sat at the only table not broken in splinters and nails. His feet were swinging childishly back and forth, and he seemed to be shading a piece of paper with a stick of charcoal.
"Seven?" Jason checked dumbly, scratching the back of his neck. "I mean... 'least it was under a day this time..."
Damian hummed, before holding up his artwork. "Look! I got to finish my sketch of the compound!"
Jason stared at him dryly from across the hall, lip split and bleeding. "Happy for you, kiddo."
"Next time you get mad I'm gonna try using watercolours." Damian told him matter-of-factly, grinning in a childlike way that Jason was pretty sure he was the only human being alive that got to see. "I might just start pissing you off on purpose, you know. If I time it right, I can get you mad right as the new Pokémon game comes out on nintendo switch. Mother never lets me play video games."
"Well at least one of us benefits from me being a grade-A psycho." Jason rolled his eyes, before tiredly hitting his fist against the locked doors to gain his freedom.
~
my point is i want a Jason who is sick of this pit rage bullshit and who will protect Damian with his life, and a Damian who genuinely sees Jason start to tweak and reacts by fist-bumping the air and running to get his DSI. i want a Damian who trusts an angry Jason to the point where Jason being angry is the only time Damian will let himself act like a child, and i want a Jason who actively calms down whenever he witnesses Damian act his age because that's what his subconscious has trained him to do. i want Jason crashing the fuck out while Damian plays ping-pong against the wall in the background, having the time of his life.
and when they get to Gotham i want the rest of the bats to witness this first hand and genuinely believe they've been drugged with a hallucinogenic.
Well. If the shoe fish

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Looks like even witches get bored when studying.