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this made me think of @lothcats and Iâm not totally sure why.
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WE CANâT PROVE THEY WERENâT HUGE FATBIRDS
tfw when ur son and ur future husband are finally bonding but theyre doing it by roasting you
dont tag as yuuri/victor/yurio pls yurio is their son whom they love
Wonder Trade reunited me with my favorite starter. Totodile, Croconaw and Feraligatr of the Big Jaw family.
sometimes i feel like these ads really get me, yknow?
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my brother and I like to play a game called spoons where we see who can put the most spoons on our cats before they get fed up
Reblog spooncat to ensure plentiful spoons in the coming weeks.
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Please take care of yourselves, and if you cant, have your friends help. Heck even if you CAN, have your friends help, me included obviously.
Youâre okay. Youâre going to be okay. Donât worry.

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Has Batman ever had encounters with Harley and Ivy as Bruce Wayne? Would he ever try using that part of his identity to help them or any other of his rogues, for things like trying to start a new life away from villainy and such?
Someone was in Bruce Wayneâs office, and there was no graceful way to avoid them without making it obvious that he knew they were in there. There was a smell in the air like mulch and roses.
He had no frame of reference for what would constitute a normal amount of things to notice, and so chose to err on the side of oblivious moron.
If thereâd been a smell like marzipan dipped in bleach, he might have chosen differently.
âHeya, Mister Wayne,â Harley Quinn greeted, sitting on his desk. She waved as much with her feet as her hands. He closed the door behind him.
Bruce considered his response. Hopefully his momentary indecision with regard to his facial expression could pass for surprise, or confusion, or fear. âHello, Dr. Quinzel.â
âDonât worry,â she said. âIâm not with Jay no more.â
âSheâs with me,â Poison Ivy said.
âHello, Dr. Isley.â
âI really prefer Ivy.â
âDr. Ivy,â he corrected.
âDoncha love the way he says doctor?â Harley asked Ivy.
âCharming,â Ivy said. She did not sound charmed.
âI told her we oughta come talk to ya,â Harley explained, âon account of youâre a real nice guy anâ all.â
âThank you?â
âI was just going to kill you,â Ivy added.
âThank you. For not doing that.â
âIsnât he just like a puppy?â Harley asked, pressing her hands to her cheeks.
âYou canât keep him.â
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Iâve seen a lot of videos going around of urban-dwelling critters coming to humans for help with various problems, ranging from boxes stuck on their heads to young trapped down a storm drain, and itâs gotten me to thinking:
On the one hand, itâs kind of fascinating that they know to do that.
On the other hand, setting any questions of how this sort of behaviour must have arisen aside for the nonce, does it ever strike you how weird it is that weâve got a whole collection of prey species whose basic problem-solving script ends with the step âif all else fails, go bother one of the local apex predators and maybe theyâll fix the problem for no reasonâ?
well, come to think of it, weâre at the top of the food chain but we almost exclusively hunt and kill prey out in the country.Â
raccoons and possums and foxes and crows all succeed in an urban environment because theyâre opportunistic and observant. and almost none of them would have observed us pounce on one of their species and then start eating it, you know? a lot of them would have observed that we scream and chase them out of wherever we donât want them to be, but other animals are territorial too. but thereâs a number of situations where humans feed whoeverâs bold enough to take them up on the offer, and we do tend to pull garbage off of other animals as soon as they slow down enough for us to catch. âa human got me but nothing bad happenedâ is a much more frequent thing than âa human got me and tried to eat meâ. Â
anyway like, weâre masters of our environment, we make weird shit happen all the time, we have lots of great food and sometimes we share, and we almost never eat someone. it makes sense for urban animals, over the last century or so, to just keep an eye out for opportunities to use us, and to pass the habit on to their kids.Â
It really is a weird, funny thing. Like yeah, technically theyâre predators, and they get pretty screamy, especially if you try to take any of their stuff⌠but given the chance it seems like theyâd rather help us out and sometimes theyâll just randomly give you food, so???
I mean, I guess in fairytales and myths weâve got our fair share of stories about dangerous people/creatures who might well kill you or otherwise ruin your life, but to whom people nonetheless turn for help in desperate circumstances. So itâs not like the perspective is exactly a foreign thing to our own mindset, really⌠Itâs just that, yâknow, we canât actually go make a deal with the faeries when thereâs something we canât figure out.
(Which brings me to an interesting thought about the ubiquitous rule about never eating the faery food lest you find yourself forever unsatisfied with anything in the human world - and the potential parallels to the dangers of feeding wildlife human food lest they become addicted and too tame and dependent to be safe for either themselves or us. Hmm.)
Okay, but that last bit with the FaeâŚmakes almost perfect sense.
Of the stories Iâve read, the food of the Fae, its origins and effects, are often strange and/or obscure.- Just like our food to most animals.
The Fae are strange beings that seem to know weird things that give them power or an edge over us.- Just like us to animals.
The Fae work and live by strange rules also often nonsensical or obscure to us.- Just like us to animals.
The Fae can easily obtain vast amounts of things we consider rare/precious/desireable, and have no problem with dishing it out wantonly for no other reason than amusement.- Just like us to animals.
The Fae sometimes are amused by having us around, but only on their terms and IF it amuses/intrigues them.- Just like us to animals.
GUYS, I SENSE A PATTERNâŚ.
-they have arcane social conventions and the punishment for not paying the correct respects right is banishment, if youâre lucky, and death if youâre not.
-they have wild and unexpected parties where youâd least expect to find them, but if youâre bold enough to entertain them theyâll feed you and caress you and play with you all night.
-time runs strangely in their realm. their homes are summerlands: warm and bright, no matter the season. there is always fruit on their tables. but not everyone who comes in from the cold is let back out again. Â
-their games are cruel and complex and unfair, but if you can beat them by their own rules you will access riches beyond imagining.
-sometimes they just fucking fuck with you, the fuckheads.
-they will absolutely steal your children away. when your children returnâ if they ever doâ they will come back strange. they will have magic earrings or necklaces or bracelets. they will know things they shouldnât. they wonât know things that they should. your strange children might survive, might even prosper, might take wives and husbands and have children of their own. but they will always be marked by their time away from your world.
-the price for pissing them off is always death. sometimes just you. sometimes your whole community.Â
-if you are very good, and very smart, and very brave, they will grant your wish.
- they arenât quite immortal, maybe, but they live a long, long time. Whole generations might grow up in the shadow of one of their nests. When one dies, it is a great and sad event, and many come from miles around to cry.Â
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Someone else on tumblr pointed out that PASSENGERS might have been a more meaningful movie if it was about just THE ONE person dealing with being alone on the ship for the rest of their life. Â And if, to cope, they go through and make it a point to learn everything they can about all of the other people on the ship.
And I just keep thinking about this idea.
There are 4999 other people on that ship and what if the protagonist spent the remainder of their life (and they do live their full life) learning about each of them.
They took an interest in their hobbies so that they could have some sort of connection to them.
As their sanity flexed in an effort to cope, they could have had these really involved imaginary conversations with the crew about their interests. And by the end of their natural life they will have known everything they could have ever known about these other 4999 people.
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AND THEN THE REST OF THEM WAKE UP. And they have some 90 odd years of security footage of this one crew member talking to each of them in turn. And it goes far beyond âI have figured out how to cook that one dish you were struggling withâ or âI have read THE SILMARILLION at your suggestion and Jesus Christ I have thoughts about it.â
They actually start making connections between all of the crew.
Like âYou like bugs! You should totally talk to Cindy! Sheâs an entomologist!â
Or âDid you know that you and Saidâs grandfathers were both in the same infantry?â
Or âYou and Jamie are both avid bee keepers and I think you need to meet.â
Or âI know youâre really struggling with this, but Aneesha said she went the exact same thing and I think talking to her can help.â
And because all of these crew members are watching the videos that have been individually addressed to them (Because why not? Theyâre colonizing. Thereâs not a lot yet available by way of entertainment) they sort of start talking to each other at the Protagonistâs suggestion. And within a year they are THE MOST unified interconnected colony of any of the colonies because this one crew member broke the ice for them a lifetime ago.
Several of them are engaged.
Two are about to have children named after the Protagonist.
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AND BECAUSE EVERYONE KNOWS EVERYONE NOW they notice when one week a crew member isnât out and about and no one can get in touch with them. So finally somebody goes to check and they find them huddled in a ball and mourning.
Because Protagonist is dead.
And the other people are like: âYes. We know. This is literally the first thing we knew about them.â
But Mourner is like: âYou donât understand. I got to the end.â
And then everyone realizes that the mourner has basically been BURNING through all of the videos Protagonist has addressed to them and got to the last one they made to them before they died. And Protagonist left a final message for each of them.
Suddenly everyoneâs having a real frank conversation with themselves about how fast theyâre going through their videos and if theyâre prepared to keep going at that rate and get to the end, or if they should put it off indefinitely.
And one by one, in time, each of them realizes they canât put it off. Not only are they invested in the end, but they care enough about Protagonist to really acknowledge their death.
Each crew member does this at their own pace. It becomes a rite of passage of sorts. And Protagonist is given some sort of proper memorial so the colonists all have a place to go when their time comes to grieve.
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BUT BEFORE EVERYONE GETS TO THE END, someone has started noticing how Protagonist treated the robots on the ship over the years. And surprise, surprise, Protagonist named all the robots too and treated them like individuals depending on their quirks. So now someone has finally solved the mystery of why droid 808 insists on being called âBob,â and why 239 knows ASL, and why the auxiliary robots are so salty about nobody ever being able to tell them apart.
Not only that, but security logs shows that the robots were about 19% more efficient when Protagonist was alive than they are now. And THE VERY SECOND the rest of the crew starts observing the same habits Protagonist used in treating these robots ALL OF THAT EFFICIENCY COMES RIGHT BACK.
Because they missed Protagonist too.
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And things settle. Everyone thinks theyâve reached the end of Protagonistâs surprises.
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THEN THEY ARE FINALLY ABLE TO START TRANSPORTATION BETWEEN THEMSELVES AND THE OTHER COLONIES.
And a visiting party shows up.
The visitors are surprised to see HOW WELL everyone on this colony is getting along, because, wow, people are civil where they come from but GODDAMN.
And one of these visiting members is really excited to see their sibling.Â
And âOh, thatâs so nice! Who is it?â
And then the visiting member says a name every single person on this colony knows.
The colonists have to tell them what happened to their sibling, Protagonist.
But they also HAVE to tell the sibling what knowing Protagonist MEANT to them. And what Protagonist knowing THEM, meant to them.
And itâs sad.
The colony pretty much wholesale adopts Protagonistâs sibling as a part of their family because they donât know what else they can do to fill that void. But just in case, they give the Protagonistâs sibling THE ENTIRETY of Protagonistâs security footage. Because there is 90 years of it and that way they can carry their sibling with them for the rest of their life even if only in video.
And then the colonists think:
âThis. This was the end of Protagonistâs story. And this was a good a proper way to observe it.â
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AND THEN ONE DAY A SHIP SHOWS UP THAT IS NOT LIKE ANY SHIP THE COLONISTS HAVE EVER SEEN.
And the people driving it arenât human.
They speak English and passable French. They can chicken scratch Urdu, Mandarin, and Swahili.
Everyone is stunned and wants to know âwhyâŚ?â and âhowâŚ?â
And the aliens are just, like, âOh. Protagonist. We ran into them while you were in space. They told us youâd be settling here and asked that we check up on you whenever we were rolling by this quadrant next.â
âThey were really nice. Taught us English. Gave us the files on a couple of your other popular languages as well just to be safe. Howâs the colonizing going anyway?â
And everyone thinks back to THAT ONE MONTH of security footage where Protagonist was NIGH IMPOSSIBLE to find. And when they finally did come back to their normal routine they were really quiet and thoughtful for about a week before really getting back to themselves.
The linguists all suddenly remember that IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWING THAT REALLY WEIRD MONTH, Protagonist had a new coded language saved to their personal affects and was very insistent that they LEARN IT. âFOR REASONS.â
And very quietly, the entire colony makes peace with the fact that Protagonist established a very successful first contact while they were all asleep.
Because of course they did.
i read this comic for the first time at like 8 years old and it holds up as the funniest fucking thing Iâve ever seen

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No matter how legitimately thrilled I am by a gift, I always feel like my âthank you"s donât sound genuine
honestly there needs to be more awareness and support for disordered eating thatâs not just about body image
shout out to people with spoilage or contamination phobias. to people with very specific food rituals that canât be disturbed. to people with sensory processing issues that canât deal with certain textures or flavors. to people that canât eat food they didnât see prepared. to people whose foods canât touch one another because it makes all the alarms in their brain go off. to people whose severe anxiety is reduced to them being âpicky eatersâ.
your problems are valid; sometimeâs itâs not as easy as âjust try itâ; itâs not rude to refuse food you donât think you can eat; your diet is no oneâs business but yours and your doctorsâ