April 2025: Surprise!
It can be any kind of surprise! Party, wedding, baby, trip, engagement... the prompt is your oyster!

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April 2025: Surprise!
It can be any kind of surprise! Party, wedding, baby, trip, engagement... the prompt is your oyster!

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March 2025: Pizza
Maybe it's sweet. Maybe it's savoury. Maybe it's a complete fucking disaster. Or pure chaotic genius. It's pizza.
Wait, which animals raise livestock?
Several species of ants will 'herd' aphids around (a type of plant lice)- even picking them up and putting them back with the group if they wander off. The ants will attack anything that approaches their aphid herds, defending them. The aphids produce a sugary excretion called honeydew, which the ants harvest and eat.
Some ants will even 'milk' the aphids, stroking the aphids with their antennae, to stimulate them to release honeydew. Some aphids have become 'domesticated' by the ants, and depend entirely on their caretaker ants to milk them.
When the host plant is depleted of resources and dies, the ants will pick up their herd of aphids and carry them to a new plant to feed on - a new 'pasture' if you will.
Some ants continue to care for aphids overwinter, when otherwise they'd die. The ants carry aphid eggs into their own nests, and will even go out of their way to destroy the eggs of aphid-predators, like ladybugs.
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Microhylids – or narrow-mouthed frogs - have an interesting symbiosis with Tarantulas.
While the spiders could very easily kill and eat the much-tinier frogs, and DO normally prey on small frogs, young spiders instead will use their mouthparts to pick up the microhylid frogs, bring them back to their burrow, and release them unharmed.
The frog benefits from hanging out in/around the burrow of the tarantula, because the tarantula can scare away or eat predators that normally prey on tiny frogs, like snakes, geckos, and mantids. The tarantula gets a babysitter.
Microhylid frogs specialize in eating ants, and ants are one of the major predators of spider eggs. By eating ants, the frogs protect the spider's eggs. The frogs can also lay their eggs in the burrow, and won't be eaten by the spider.
So it's less 'livestock' and more like a housepet - a dog or a cat. You stop coyotes/eagles from hurting your little dog/cat, and in return the dog/cat keeps rats away from your baby.
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Damselfish grow algae on rocks and corals. They defend these gardens ferociously, and will attack anything that comes too close - even humans. They spend much of their time weeding the gardens, removing unwanted algaes that might overtake their crop.
The species of algae that they cultivate is weak and and sensitive to growing conditions, and can easily be overgrazed by other herbivores. That particular algae tends to grow poorly in areas where damselfish aren't around to protect and farm it.
Damselfish will ALSO actively protect Mysidium integrum (little shrimp-like crustacians) in their reef farms, despite eating other similarly sized invertebrates. The mysids are filter feeders, who feed on zooplankton and free-floating algae, and their waste fertilizes the algae farms. Many types of zooplankton can feed on the algae crop, and the mysids prevent that.
While Mysids can be found around the world, the only place you'll find swarms of Musidium integrum is on the algae farms that Damselfish cultivate.
Damselfish treat the little mysids like some homesteaders treat ducks. Ducks eat snails and other insect pests on our crops, and their poop fertilizes the land. The ducks can be eaten, but aren't often, since they're more useful for their services than their meat.
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There are SEVERAL species of insect and animal which actively farm. They perform fungiculture and horticulture: deliberately growing and harvesting fungus and plants at a large-scale to feed their population.
Leaf-cutter ants and Termites both chew up plant material and then seed it with a specific type of fungus. The fungus grows, and the termites/ants harvest the mushroom as a food source.
Ambrosia beetles burrow into decaying trees, hollow out little farming rooms, and introduce a specific fungii (the ambrosia fungi), which both adults and larval beetles feed on.
Marsh Periwinkles (a type of snail) cultivates fungus on cordgrass. They wound the plant with their scraping tongue, then defecate into the wound so their preferred fungus will infect it and grow there. They let the fungus grow in the wound a bit, and come back later to eat.
im aware this is an insane thing to say but i fucking. love characters that are just cockroaches. and i dont mean like. gross i mean they just do not fucking die. they can survive anything. they will outlive EVERYONE because they just will not die no matter what be it because they have a reason or because they literally cannot stop surviving the odds i love it i love it

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December 2024: Santa's Little Helpers
For this month's prompt we're going with Santa's Little Helpers. Are they elves? Gnomes? Reindeer? Little funky fairy mushroom sprites? You decide. Maybe they're mischievous, maybe they're kind or maybe they fuck shit up beyond all repair by sticking their little paws into the lives of those around them. Perhaps the Hales come from a long line of Santa's wolves who pull the slay and fight all the evil spirits trying to stop the big red man. Or the Stilinskis come from a long line of tinkerers who infuse their magic into the toys as fun little surprises for the children who open them.
... just realized I spelled "sleigh" wrong in the prompt. 🤣🤣
Alright ya'll, here me out....
can i - can i speak
December 2024: Santa's Little Helpers
For this month's prompt we're going with Santa's Little Helpers. Are they elves? Gnomes? Reindeer? Little funky fairy mushroom sprites? You decide. Maybe they're mischievous, maybe they're kind or maybe they fuck shit up beyond all repair by sticking their little paws into the lives of those around them. Perhaps the Hales come from a long line of Santa's wolves who pull the slay and fight all the evil spirits trying to stop the big red man. Or the Stilinskis come from a long line of tinkerers who infuse their magic into the toys as fun little surprises for the children who open them.
if you're worried about the new ToS for AO3, please remember that you are primed to distrust because of the way politics are intertwining with the internet right now. remember to look into definitions yourself, fact check, and look through the logic lense before jumping to conclusions.
AFAIK right now, the update clarifies terms that have already existed. it's not changing as much as it is clarity-rewriting. i'm still looking through the legalese (law student, i'm learning as I go) and I will be checking in again later, but don't despair.
however, don't get lax. download fics, connect with the authors, build out your communities. comment and bookmark and save, and please don't stop writing.
UPDATE:
the privacy policy update Ao3 asks you to agree to is vague, but already required. in the same way your IP address is required when submitting content, personal information is provided when a complaint is submitted about you--to email you. and address the complaint.
in the same way that any investigation from a department of law requires a business to provide information, Ao3 is asking you to agree that, in the occurrence of a legal investigation, your personal information (IP address included) will be given if legally required.
NOW, this means:
An investigation has to occur (uncommon);
The investigation involves you, due to a complaint or a suspicion of criminal involvement (situational);
The investigation specifically requires your personal information to be resolved (very rare);
Ao3 deems your information necessary, and divulges it in accordance with law (a clear layer of common sense between you and reckless investigation)
so. what can you do to avoid this occuring?
Don't do crime;
Don't harrass people;
Don't put your real name/age/address/SSN online;
Clearly warn your works in tags and notes;
and follow the general rules of online safety
there. we're not over project 2025, we're not over the safety of ao3 being threatened via law, but your personal information will not be divulged without Very Clear Proceeding Steps visible to literally everyone around you that scream "WE'RE LOOKING AT INDIVIDUALS". the government simply does not have time to target every single person online. this is something every online service has to provide--in the case of a personal investigation.
so don't become the subject of a personal investigation, and you should be fine.
Out of all the explanations I've been reading today for this, this is the one I've found the easiest to understand and most helpful, so I'm reblogging in case this helps anyone else. I was worried about the update because the last time I read the TOS was when I created my account years ago and don't remember much lmao.
But yeah, don't be complacent in case the current situation changes but it should be fine for now. Probably. Check for yourselves and read the TOS in case you're still doubting is the best advice I think I can give here.
Common sense is the most important one. Treat the Internet like a shopping mall with security cameras.
reblog if you agree

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i'm a writer irl (can't say who because my agent would put me into a blender and press go) and honestly the funniest and most humiliating incident of my life was the time my finished manuscript triggered a plagiarism flag with the publisher for two lines of prose in my literary fiction novel...
.... which was word for word similar to a paragraph in a certain explicit work on FFN starring elrond and his batsman from the hobbit films, aka that one elf that looked like he ate panic attacks for breakfast (i forget his name but it's Figwit II) where the lord of imladris bends said twink over his writing desk and gives him the battering ram treatment.
and if you think i had to sit in front of one if the biggest publishing companies in the world and admit that it was, in fact, me who wrote the fic where the lord of imladris bends said twink over his writing desk and gives him the battering ram treatment in order to avoid being wrongly flagged for plagiarism, you would be absolutely correct.
(yes they published the book)
This takes a lot of courage in a lot of important ways good job OP
Every time I see this joke it gets longer, firing another shot directly into the dad joke region of my brain.
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Demons and monsters that torture people because they feed on human suffering are so dumb. People are suffering everywhere my guy go literally any place and take a deep whiff.
Monster that feeds on suffering becomes a professional caretaker for people with chronic pain and terminal illnesses. They can't change the fact that these people are suffering, but they help a bit and in the meantime they're fat and happy off that Sweet Sweet ambient pain in the air.
Two towns over there's a demon lord trying to get their cult to abduct people for torture, but they keep getting stopped by heroes and the like, so they're barely scraping by. Meanwhile Belogarth the Registered PCA is chowing down on back pain, medication side effects and looming mortality for eight hours a day and has become the most powerful demon on earth without realizing it.
"But don't their clients feel weird knowing that they're feeding off their suffering?" No they think it's hilarious and they're real shits about it.
Finally a medical professional who believes that they are in pain. Because the fucker is actively chowing down on your agony. Not only am I going to get treated by them I'm going to invite all of my chronically ill friends to come as well.
Turns out if you treat the pain then the humans will bring you more humans who are suffering. It's like a restaurant where the waiter is so impressed by your ability to eat food they're giving you more on the house
They say things like "well, it's a real feast day for Belogarth today!" and "if my meds are held up at customs again I'm gonna put Belogarth in a food coma" and Belogarth is the one feeling weird about it
yes this, but also consider the Cranford Collection
I'm surprised no one brought up Chiltern classics

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it is november, and yesterday it felt like it was supposed to be snowing. in boston, november used a winter month, not a fall month. it is supposed to be chilly; rarely capping over 45F. it is a sweater-and-jacket month. it is a "maybe a scarf too" month. in my childhood, november meant blizzards and sleet.
it did not snow. tomorrow the weather predicts a high of 76.
i have spent so many years of my life studying the longterm possibilities of climate change - the culmination of capitalism wreaking havoc on the bodies of people, animals, plants - but every so often i am still shocked by something small and personal.
in a hundred years, when someone goes outside in boston - will they know the feeling of "snow in the air"?
i know it's a learned feeling, a sensation that maybe only longterm experience can teach. a few years ago, i was walking with my friend who had just moved up from the south. i said it smells like snow and she gave me this look like - what the fuck. i said it feels like snow too, which didn't help. she looked up to the bright blue sky and then back at me and then back at the sky. 12 hours later, we had 3 inches. you can just tell if it's going to snow.
except i can't tell, anymore. i stand outside in a tee shirt and watch my dog dance around a lake. we're in a drought and the skin of the water has peeled back twenty meters. the lake is tamed, quiet, puddlelike and sour. my pokemon go app warns there's a weather condition in my area.
my dog gets too hot from running and sits in the water and i want to laugh about his long frame and how awkwardly he sits - and i can't. some simian part of my brain is scratching the walls. it was supposed to snow. it was supposed to snow, but now it's warm instead.
during the last full solar eclipse, the dogs and the birds and the crickets went crazy under utter darkness. we laughed at them then, promising it will all be okay in a moment. but some part of me is still locked in that long night: some animal sensation.
something is wrong, my body says. i can't afford eggs or rent. i go outside to watch a sunset and listen to birdsong. i don't bring a jacket. allergies are killing me this season, allergies i didn't have as a kid. everyone comments that halloween has started to feel strange, offkilter. that it's hard having "holiday cheer." my body thinks it's april, and then it thinks we're in september, and then june.
something is terribly wrong, she whispers. go outside. it is supposed to be snowing.
you think you remember how much you love my chemical romance and then they play a show. and you remember loving them feels like being shot in the chest point blank and LIKING ITTTT