Really is interesting to me how Steven Universe remains hands down the most consistently and deliberately non-evil cartoon in terms of it’s depiction of fat people. You don’t notice how consistently it’s putting it’s money where its mouth is on that point until you watch like literally any other cartoon
murderbot using sanctuary moon dialogue for comfort — both for the preservation team but also for itself — is inspired. this is its comfort show! of course it’s going to use it for comfort.
Yesterday I confused a friend because I called him sir and he was like ??? why are you calling me sir we’re friends? And i had to explain that sir is not a word its a feeling. my mac shutting down for no reason is sir. My cat is sir. My pair of jeans is sir. An email that finds me unwell is sir. Two bugs outside my window are sirs.
“Why is it a problem if students use AI to get through college”
Because if you demonstrate to me that you’re willing to set aside concern for truth, evidence, and verifying things with your own eyes whenever it happens to be inconvenient for you, I have a solemn responsibility to make sure you don’t get into medical school.
“oh, but this course is just a distribution requirement, it’s not for my major”
Does saying things that are true and that you know are true only matter when someone is giving you a little prize for it?
Tumblr doesn’t like to do this kind of ethics, so I have to phrase this carefully, but it’s a question of character. And a person’s character is clearest when they’re being asked to do the right thing even when it doesn’t matter to them.
I don’t want to live in a world in which doctors and lawyers and politicians just ignore the responsibility to research and verify when it’s inconvenient for them. When they’re busy. When they have something they’d rather be doing. The world I live in is already too full of those people in positions of power. I’ll be damned if I let there be more of them.
Your mom and aunts aren’t on tumblr. Please warn them about this as well.
Thank you! I’ve been looking for the TERF-free version of this.
Hey! I’m the age of some of your moms and aunts and the OG version of this post helped me catch my cancer in 2023. I had a hysterectomy at the beginning of 2024 and I’ve been cancer-free since then. If I hadn’t read this information, I wouldn’t have reported bleeding to the next doctor I saw. I might have died, and I probably would have had to undergo chemo and/or radiation, both of which I avoided.
Your mom and aunts aren’t on tumblr. Please warn them about this as well.
Thank you! I’ve been looking for the TERF-free version of this.
Hey! I’m the age of some of your moms and aunts and the OG version of this post helped me catch my cancer in 2023. I had a hysterectomy at the beginning of 2024 and I’ve been cancer-free since then. If I hadn’t read this information, I wouldn’t have reported bleeding to the next doctor I saw. I might have died, and I probably would have had to undergo chemo and/or radiation, both of which I avoided.
Hey if you’re schizophrenic/psychotic I just want you to know that you’re a wonderful person and that you deserve so much better than the demonization, marginalization and stigmatization you face in this society.
Please consider reblogging this/other positivity posts for schizophrenic/psychotic people every once in a while. If you have more than 100 followers, odds are that a couple of them experiences psychosis and that they rarely see positivity posts for people with their symptoms.
i’m so glad goncharov happened when it did, right before prolific public use of AI. that was pure honest gaslighting straight from the heart. real human whimsicality and trickery thru blood sweat and tears. we were a family. and we all gonched, together. you cant replicate that with any machine.
yeah that’s fair here yall go. i have no memory of where i got this from except it was from under a clown stimboard
I’m gonna take a crack at deciphering this DNI:
“sexual deviants”
seems to refer to either kinksters or sexual predators here (which the person who made this banner probably thinks are the same), but has been used in the past to describe gay people, so it’s hard to say. I’m 99% sure this person included “romantic [deviants]” because they remembered that some asexual people can experience romantic attraction.
“loli/shotacon”
definitely refers to both innocent kinksters and sexual predators in this context, but I personally believe this person would not hesitate to call someone a pedophile for simply wearing lolita style clothing.
“ddlg/abdl/cglg”
basically they don’t like people who have parent- or diaper-related kinks. possibly because they view said kinks as equivalent to child molestation, or at the very least a mockery of CSA survivors.
“syscourse”
there is discourse over whether or not people who haven’t been traumatized are allowed to call themselves “plural/part of a system”. I have seen people hurl death threats at each other over this.
“fakeclaimer”
this term essentially refers to someone who goes around accusing people of making up/lying about their illnesses, disorders, and health conditions, mental or physical.
“sexist” and “raceplay” are pretty self-explanatory.
“extreme sjw”
they don’t want to interact with progressives who go about politics in a way they don’t like.
“anti anti”
they don’t want to interact with anyone who believes that what you ship/enjoy in fiction =/= what you endorse IRL.
“Look into my eyes”: nobody says that. If they’re a hunter they immediately know you’re a vampire and that you’re trying to hypnotize them.
“My eyes are up here”: excellent. Actually gets people, frequently even hunters, to look into your eyes long enough for you to enthrall them. Powered by shame.
straight people are no longer allowed to use the word twink. people calling any shit twink right now. 9 times out of 10 they’re objectively not a twink. you either mean gay man, feminine man, a trans man, or you’re just saying that because you can’t say faggot
HUGE shout out to purple for being the only color that has like no losers. Deep purple royal purple bluish purple redish purple pastel purple dusty purple lavender periwinkle violet like. Banger after banger after banger!!
look at these. there r all absolute fuckin stunners:
i only ever see bits of cookie run lore through mutuals but every time i do they are making like.. the silmarillion out of cookies over there. theres all these ancient ones all fighting and dying in some kind of god kinslaying war but with names like hamhock cheese icecream cookie so you see ppl like ‘😭 it was so sad when hamhock cheese icecream cookie had to kill her brother for their ideological differences’
you know what trope pisses me off the most? when the protag is pointing a gun at somebody and they’re like “you won’t do it. you’re too good” and the person holding the gun is like oh shit i am and they slowly lower the gun while the other person laughs. WHAT THE FUCK. if i were there, and somebody told me “you won’t do it” i would immediately shoot them dead without hesitating. who are you to tell me what i wont do. musty bitch
Keep in mind that there is almost always a third option, most especially when the person talking is vague about what, precisely, it is that you “won’t do.”
If it’s noodles, pour them on your sister instead of on her computer, or if the noodles are quite hot, pour them on her pillow or in a great spattering arc around her room.
If you have a supervillain at gunpoint and *they* say you’re “too good” and “won’t do it,” shoot them in the leg/foot or the shoulder. The former allows them to think they’re right while you lower the gun only to be confronted with sudden understanding and regret when you blow their metatarsals to kingdom come, while the latter is instant and avoids giving them even a moment’s satisfaction or any time to charge you while you’re lowering the gun to shoot them in the leg.
Door Number Three usually exists and is often your friend. Endeavor to cultivate awareness thereof.
Ethical dillemas are rarely reducible down to a clear binary.
You’re fresh out of college and looking for a job. Everyone is hiring. Nobody who’s “hiring” is actually hiring. You finally get a call back from somewhere you barely remember applying to (though the voice on the other end sounds synthesized). You pull up the job listing again real quick. The company name and the fact that the listing is for “Minion” are kind of concerning, but you know what, you’ve interviewed with enough evil corporations by now, you can handle one wearing its true colors on its sleeve. At this point it’s a matter of making rent or moving back in with your parents, and as much as you love your family, you can’t imagine spending another summer dealing with your brothers’ antics. You agree to the interview.
The man who greets you is an enthusiastic older German(?) man who’s either way too into cosplay or just that committed to the bit, judging by the lab coat. He made cookies. The tray of cookies is proffered to you by a ten-foot-tall robotic caricature of a 50s businessman. You take a deep breath to calm yourself. You bite into one of the cookies. It’s delicious.
You ask the boss about his business model. “Oh you know, a little of this, a little of that, I bounce from project to project a lot.” He mentions that his end goal is becoming the undisputed ruler of the surrounding counties. “Really? Not the whole world?” you ask. “I like to set realistic goals,” he replies.
As he gives you the tour of his “evil lair,” ingrained instincts are screaming at you to report this guy to some kind of authority figure. You remember the salary. You decide that you can always bust him after getting your first paycheck.
The boss asks when you can start. Caught off guard, you say “tomorrow?”. Your boss(?) says he’ll see you then.
On the way out, you bump into your stepbrother’s girlfriend. Your boss introduces her as his daughter. You both silently agree to sidestep the subject for now and act like this is your first time meeting.
You show up to your first day of work. Your boss is putting the finishing touches on a giant machine that was definitely not there yesterday. You are nonplussed. You ask him what it’s for and he launches into a convoluted explanation involving his parents always forcing him to put his shirts on backwards so the tag was in front. You think he should probably talk to a therapist.
Your brothers’ exotic pet breaks down the wall. You stare at him. He stares at you. Incredulously, you say his name. “Oh, good, you two already know each other!” your boss says. You mention that you used to live with him. “What? Perry the Platypus, you never mentioned having a roommate.”
This is what I like to imagine Candace Flynn’s life is like, post P&F.
Our neighbors have a goblin statue on their front porch and this weekend they replaced it with an exact replica but 3x the size. I feel like I’m being trolled. Like every week there’s going to be an even bigger one until it’s replaced the house
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As part of her social media detox this girl on YouTube made herself do one hour of understimulating tasks every day and she just counted rice for 60 minutes straight because its no different from doomscrolling in terms of wasted time
When I say this changed my life. Every time I’m on my phone I ask myself Is this different from counting rice for one hour ? and if the answer is no I go find something else to do. It works well because it’s not about conforming to productivity standards or about moralizing digital hobbies it’s just an honest reflection on whether tomorrow I will be glad I spent my time this way and then acting accordingly. The rice paradigm
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