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[charlataninred]

Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.

[meraarts]

Might I add:

The defeat of the wizard who made people choose how they’d be to be executed

The woman who raised the changeling alongside her biological child

The human who died of radiation poisoning after repairing the spaceship

[eater-of-hopes-and-dreams]

The adventures of a space roomba

Cinderella finding Araura (and falling in love)

I don’t know a snappy description but the my nemesis cynthia story certainly lives in my head

[blitzlowin]

hilariously, these are almost all in my fic tag. so, a compiled list from the notes (and some extras):

The God of Arepo (graphic novel 1 / 2 / 3) (ebook)

The Monster of Sentan

The Witch’s Cat

Raise Both Children

Stabby the Roomba (honorable mention)

Cinderella Marries the Prince (comic)

My Arch Nemesis Cynthia

Pirates and Mermaid

Eindred and the Witch

The Demon King

The Cornerwitch

Grandmother Beetroot

Apocalypse Daycare Worker

Grandmother Accidentally Summons a Demon

New Year Saga

A Story About Changelings

Ranger in the King’s Forest

The Difference Between a Hare and a Rabbit

Goblin Men (Canines)

[charlataninred]

I am in love with you /p

[the-thread-of-the-infinite]

What about the one with the princess locked in a tower learning to become a wizard? That’s lived in my mind for years and I haven’t seen it in a long time

[death-of-the-endless]

Oh, love that story, adding it to the list: 20. Princess Talia and adding a few more contenders 21. Thyme 22. The Monster under the Bed 23. A Meaningful Death 24. Humans are unstoppable…until they aren’t 25. The Monster under the Fridge 26. Antler Guy 27. Cleric slamming healing spells

[death-of-the-endless]

Adding a few more I remembered:  28. The Frog and the Scorpion 29. HSTHETE 30. The First Witch in the World 31. Imagine that Oceans were replaced by Forests  32. A Faerie taking a Name  33. The Dragon on the Farm  34. Synovus & Menace  35. Raising the Anti-Christ  36. Aliens vs. Flora & Fauna of Earth (pretty sure there are even more additions to the original post but I had this one saved)  37. Doctors without Borders…in Space!  38. The Villain-Wrangler  39. The Last Contact  40. The 100 Parent-Point Children  41. And the Heavens Wept  42. The Night Gentleman  43. The Serpent God and their Priestess 

[knottahooker]

44. No One Showed Up for the Last Storytime

[adamskiiii]

Wow! @writing-prompt-s contributing to like half of these!

[writing-prompt-s]

I can hardly take any credit for these stories! But I love sharing them. Unfortunately I cannot read all the prompt responses so please tag me if you want me to reblog a story that resonated with you so I can give it a little boost :)

[swampy711]

Reblogging this again so I can find it easier cause my god this is beautiful

[swampy711]

I didn’t realise that I’d somehow accidentally unpinned this post until yesterday, and subsequently had to travel back through a couple months worth of reblogs to find it again. so now I’m gonna add more stories as I find them so that I can use this as an archive to find them all again.

Also, this post will be procedurally updated with new stories when I find them, so if you liked it, then maybe check up on it every month or so and I might have new stories to share

1. Standing beneath both Sola and Luna by @comicaurora and @izzbeingchaotic

2. The Future-giver by @shady-tavern

3. Hungry Babushka Ghosts by @thestuffedalligator

4. Nothing I didn’t already know also by @thestuffedalligator

5. The Night-Mother by @melgillman

6. Sherlock Pendragon also by @thestuffedalligator . They really are good at this, aren’t they.

7. The Deathless Sisters by @bixbythemartian

8. There’s a monster at the end of town… by @zakeno

9. A collection of glimpes into a child’s world by a lot of people

10. Underworld Duet by @officialleehadan

11. A benign existence compiled by @willinghands

12. Musings on a hand axe by @gallusrostromegalus

13. Agnodice. More people should know about this

14. Perhaps they shouldn’t have eaten the dragon… by @laurasimonsdaughter

15. Imitation Seawater by @derinthescarletpescatarian

16. What is the difference between a cathedral and a lab? By @letallthetrashraindown

17. The Must'Ain’t by @gallusrostromegalus

18. The Golden Record by @fennecshandgf

19. I turn to Ares by @kochei0

20. Sons of the Labyrinth by @golyadkin

21. The Sphinx’s love by @animentality & @fox-moblin

22. Under the Tracks written by Sio on Twitter, brought tumblr by @apelcini and illustrated by @texeoghea

23. Lots of good recipes started by @girlmuppet and @batmanisagatewaydrug

24. True love brought to tumblr by @kaijuno , @transgenidoqueen and @harbingermotel

25. The Need to Stay by @maddiesharafian

26. The Whale, The Tuna, and The Salmon by @bees-with-swords and illustrated twice over by @eldritchjackalope

27. The Moon asks a Question written by dirgewithoutmusic on Ao3 and illustrated by @purutsukid

28. What we can learn from a child by @notreewaits-deactivated20200806 , @yelnatszeroni, @Ilywela13 , @ladyofatraditionalkind , @banrions , @greedy-guts , @thegodsofkhaosinkarnate

29. Compiles of Japanese and European folklore/myths brought to tumblr by @walmart-the-official and @bleu-guacamole , sourced from yokai.com and the translation works of Prof. D. L. Ashliman of the University of Pittsburgh

30. Time by @welldrawnfish

31. Just so you curious types know where you totally shouldn’t go for your research by @draculasdaughter , @three-blogs-in-a-trenchcoat , and @whateverthebeeswant .

32. The Midnight Cafe by @wizard-email

33. The Rules of the Hunt. A collaboration between @rysttle and @polistini

34. The Hand You Cannot See by @blackbearmagic, @nikniknikin, @the-tabularium, @draconym

35. Not what is expected by @dxactivatxdusxr , @its-just-a-phage , @flowernstt, @anotherdayforchaosfay , @anaalihelmisimpukka , and @stealthclaw1

36. A collection of mishaps and mindslips by @cafffine , @rumplefuckingstiltzkin , @fried-berries those whose comments they compiled, @heywriters , @ariconditioner , @modmad , and @lagomorpheme

37. The faceless angels by @cannibalcaprine-deactivated2024, @ancient-debris, @omnybus (the artist), @captain-acab

38. We will remember your shoes by @cooking-with-hailstones, @netherworldpost, and @vaspider. Found through @the-haiku-bot

39. The room where you can play scrabble forever by @exhaustedwerewolf

Continued…

[meoem-blog]

The one by @inbabylontheywept about the girl being fated to marry the boy from the Nativity Village had me riveted on the edge of my seat until the last word

[inbabylontheywept]

Uhhh. I have no idea what story that is. I’m flattered, but are you sure that was me? I get mixed up with @foldingfittedsheets pretty regularly. Just a guess .

[assignedmale]

[asneakyfox]

one of my favorite bits in lord of the rings is something the movies didn't really try to do because it's entirely internal, but sam's carrying the ring and it starts trying to do its work on him, so he's having these intrusive visions of himself marching at the head of a vast and terrible army, and he just starts laughing because, me? samwise gamgee? sam gamgee the general sam gamgee the dark lord are you for real? man i just want to go home and do some gardening. and the ring gets frustrated and it starts trying to figure out other stuff that would actually tempt sam and it's finally like, okay, but hear me out: imagine if you could have...A REALLY REALLY BIG GARDEN

[spiraledfaun]

Happy Pride to all the weirdos and freaks, the queers and the outcasts, the odd, the strange, the fantastical, the humans, the creatures, the gremlins, and the unquantifiable.

You are revolutionary and beautiful simply by existing. You are made of magic and share it wherever you go. Your whimsy, your fire, and your compassion can change the world. Stand firm for yourself and your community.

Even if you don't feel safe to express who you are yet, know that you are safe with me--whoever you are is what I will see. Even if all you can do right now is internally accept yourself, that is still an incredibly important step. There is always a place for you, whether you find that place or create that place.

Take up space! Experiment! Be silly, or be refined. Be loud, or be quiet. Be colorful, or be monochrome.

Be.

If you're looking for a sign, this is it. Remember what Pride stands for: fighting for the right to self-determine, the right to live your truth without persecution, and the right to openly love who you are. It is never too late to start.

Come join me in the grand tradition of breaking the mold--because what about us was ever going to fit expectations, anyway?

🖤💚Freak Pride!!💚🖤

[qillermeme]

[bright-eyed-sunshine]

Mamdani Administration Secures Nearly $2M in Restitution for 800+ Fast-Food and Retail Workers

[reasonsforhope]

^^via The Official Website of the City of New York, March 24, 2026. More from the article below.

What you should know

Mamdani administration has secured more than $8.5M in restitution since taking office 

[Note: To be clear, that's just between January 2026 and March 2026.]

...over YouTube Live while eating a Crunchwrap Supreme, Mayor Zohran Kwame Mamdani announced the filing of an enforcement petition against QSR Management LLC, a Dunkin’ franchisee that operates locations in Staten Island, seeking monetary relief for workers and civil penalties. The petition alleges that QSR Management LLC and managing corporate officer Ronny Nader violated the rights of approximately 1,000 workers under the Fair Workweek Law and Protected Time Off Law. The Mamdani Administration also announced settlements with two companies that will provide more than 830 workers with more than $1.8 million to resolve violations of the Fair Workweek Law. In addition to restitution, Dunkin’ & Taco Bell franchisee Salz Management LLC and premium fashion retailer Theory will pay more than $176,000 in civil penalties and costs... “Today’s settlements are about more than financial compensation for working New Yorkers —though that relief matters. At their core, these actions are about restoring dignity on the job. Every worker deserves a predictable schedule — something stable enough to plan a life around, to care for family, to show up for the people who depend on them,” said Mayor Mamdani. “This city will not tolerate any corporation or franchisee that violates our Fair Workweek laws, or any of the labor protections that workers fought for and won. We will keep enforcing those laws, so that every New Yorker knows their rights and can count on this city to defend them.” ... The Mamdani Administration is urging all workers who believe their rights have been violated to file a complaint by visiting nyc.gov/workers or by calling 311. Since Jan. 1, 2026, the Administration has secured more than $8.5 million in restitution for New York City workers, including more than $500,000 for freelancers ripped off by production company Splashlight and nearly $5 million for Uber Eats, Fantuan and HungryPanda delivery workers.

-via The Official Website of the City of New York, March 24, 2026

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Your rights in Mamdani's New York City under the cut

Note: I added these as images so that they can be saved and shared more easily; full transcript of each image in its alt.

If you want to file a complaint, as quoted from the press release:

Workers and employers can visit nyc.gov/workers or call 311 for more information or to file a complaint. Complaints may be filed anonymously, and retaliation is illegal.

[lizardho]

BYU Roommate story 2

The other roommate I had in that apartment was Captain Mormon, and Captain Mormon was a fucking one-man carnival show.

Captain Mormon had lived in that apartment for two years – he was cemented in the ward, he was known by everyone in the area, and he was so God Damned chipper it was almost an insult to my major depressive episodes. My mom came with me to help me move in, because she is a good mama and she is SO good at decorating and organizing and stuff. We bought some basics – bed sheets, a big soft blanket, a Han Solo and Chewbacca body pillow, some coat hangers, the works. And as I’m hauling it all in Captain Mormon comes up to greet us – not offer help, to clarify, but to say “Hello!”

Which was fine until he started talking past the “Hello!” and it became more and more obvious that he was the most annoying type of Mormon. He was homeschooled by Mormon fundamentalists in rural Idaho, he did crossfit, he was 5’2”, he had glasses that made his eyes look 4x bigger than they normally were, he couldn’t read a room to save his life, he couldn’t NOT make it about him, and he was SUPER self-righteous. There was not a single part of his presentation that gave him a fighting chance to be good at socializing.

So he says “Hello,” and he comes bounding down the stairs, big wide-eyed missionary smile plastered on his face, and says “Hi! You must be [deadname]! It’s SO good to MEET you, I am SO excited to get to know you, but before that, just a ~couple~ thingssss, here’s your space in the fridge and because I’m doing CROSSFIT I basically own the pantry but you can store stuff in there too if you want.”

And because I’m depressed and tired and trying to be nice I just nod along as he explains how to live in his apartment, which fine, whatever, good to set boundaries right away (actually tho it does help, at least for me) and he was just getting under my skin because he talked like he was just about to burst into song, like he was in a Dear Evan Hansen universe and nobody but him knew. He finishes his spiel, I say “Cool, thanks for letting me know” and start to walk up the stairs when he starts asking “get to know you” questions “Where are you from? Where’d you go on your mission? What are you studying?” And I answer them one by one and then repeat them to him, starting with the first one:

“Where are you from?”

“Well, originally I’m from HEAVEN! But then God loved me SO much he sent me to live with my super cool mom AND dad in southern Idaho where I was born in the Covenant! I'm so grateful for that!”

I'm not kidding, that is WORD FOR WORD his response. I have witnesses (my mom). it was WILD. And because I’m emotionally connected to my mom we were able to silently, telepathically, look at each other and say “Holy shit this has to be a joke” but it was NOT a joke AND it got worse because he started to tell me his entire life story and as he continued it became more and more and more and more and more and more and more obvious that he was attracted to women against his will because he had a HUGE chip on his shoulder about all the women who had turned him down on dates. His life story included the phrase “friend zone” at least 8 times before he even got to his mission, and after his mission Hoo Boy I lost count.

I figured he may just be awkward and bad at greetings – as a fellow awkward malefailure I was totally there with him tbh so I gave him the benefit of the doubt, although later that night my mom and I did vent about him and my mom DID say that if I wanted to break my lease she’d help me do it because that was a lot.

I told her I’d power through and maybe he was just having an off-day.

He was NOT having an off-day.

He actually got worse, somehow.

Over the next week, I learned that he likes to sing – not by himself, not to himself, he likes to sing AT you, like, getting in my face and dancing on me while he sings. And to make all the WORSE it was singing Disney songs acapella, so I’m not just getting danced at like I’m a Shark and he’s a Jet, but it’s accompanied by “What can I say, except, you’re WELCOME” slightly off key, and it happens at least 4 times a day.

Our shower had something like 6 laminated paintings of Jesus taped up on the shower walls (which in Mormon culture is meant to be an anti-masturbation trick, like you can’t jork if when Jesus is ogling you, but they also go out of their way to give Jesus ‘Daddy’ vibes so…) and he still managed to take 45-minute showers every night at 11:30 PM while belting out Disney tunes to let us know that he wasn’t masturbating, but then kinda trailing off for 20 minutes, then restarting for the last five minutes. This was a nightly routine, btw, and he never missed a night.

I know he was probably autistic, because I’m probably autistic, and while that helped me be patient there were still times where it got aggravating – he was just SO Mormon and SO sanctimonius and also SO oblivious to everyone’s feelings about that, it was just, like, UGH. I know it’s unfair of me, but I’m being self-indulgent in letting myself be annoyed with him despite my better judgement.

The thing that topped off his annoyingness, to me, was that he constantly complained about being friendzoned – like, at least once a week he was bitching and moaning to everyone in the apartment about the new woman who’d friendzoned him. Eventually the siren call of curiosity seduced me and I started looking these ladies up and they were, above all else, fucking GODDESSES, but they were also all over 5’10” and he was 5’2”. That’s not necessarily prohibitive – it limited his options, sure, but as a tall woman myself I’ve never been dissuaded from catching feelings based on height. He could have still been saved by his personality, by intensity, by passion about something, by any other thing, but he was not. Instead, he just persisted in flirting like a belligerent gopher and whining about how not a single one of the 5’10” athletic queens he was head-over-heels for would ever see him as more than a “friend.”

Because I was an undercover woman, I was severely annoyed with him, but one day I had a Jimmy Neutron-esque brain blast – this man is down BAD for anyone he needs a ladder to make eye-contact with, he has the charm and likeability of a grocery bag full of warm raccoon diarrhea, and the hobbies of a Mormon strawman. Despite all of this, there was ONE (1!) woman in our ward who actually got along with him. She was a total sweetheart, ambitious, smart, and she enjoyed hanging out with him! Unfortunately for him she was 5’8” and didn’t play volleyball competitively so he had never noticed her.

I thought I’d throw him a bone – a bone he didn’t deserve because he took my presence as a personal insult to his faith and heritage – but a bone that MIGHT get him off my back. So one day, after complaining about being friendzoned by a 6’0” member of the BYU women’s basketball team, I asked him why he had never asked out the one person who seemed to be able to tolerate his presence. His stopped, thought about it for a second, locked in to think about it for another 10 minutes, then paced around the apartment muttering about how I was a genius and how he couldn’t believe he hadn’t seen it. I was glad he liked my idea, and also worried because he has NO chill and NO ability to see, understand, or respect a boundary, so I reminded him that she was a person with a history of relationship trauma so he needed to calm down and take it slow. They had a weekly “friend date” of going to the temple and then getting Vietnamese takeout and I told him that the only possible approach that could work for her was to be chill, casual, cool, calm, and collected – something along the lines of “Hey, I love doing this every week, we get along well, what if we make the next one a date? Nothing different, we just call it a date and see how it feels?” and he was like “Yeah, yeah, that works, great idea!” and left to his room, probably to masturbate with more vigor than he had ever masturbated before.

Well, the fated day comes – they are going to the temple to do baptisms then grabbing Vietnamese takeout. He gives me a conspiratorial thumbs-up before leaving that made me think he had found a way to fuck it up, but I reminded myself that she had known him for years and still spent time with him on purpose so there was no way in HELL he could fuck this up because she already knew him enough to know the red flags and still hadn’t run.

Well, I settle in to study for a test, I watch some Stranger Things, and sure enough two hours later he comes in like clockwork. I turn around to ask how the ‘date’ went and he’s just like…SO deflated. Like, popped. No wind in his sails. So I immediately know he fucked it up.

“She friendzoned me,” he says

In a different world, that would be the beginning line of what would turn into a frantic and sweaty boyremoval because at this point his only chance at happiness is to give into the hand nature gave him and transition – he’s 5’2”, nerdy, awkward, autistic, skinny, one prostate exam would probably be enough to convert him to the bark side and fully become the puppy girl God made him to be, but I am, first of all, also a bottom, and second of all, fucking CONFUSED as HELL because HOW did he fumble this? Legitimately, how? Like? Ack? What? I was too confused to do my duty to the trans community, so I just asked him what he did. And he launches into the story:

“Well, we went to the temple to do baptisms but they were cleaning the baptismal font so we did sealings instead” (oh no) “and during the sealing the guy officiating them said we were a good couple and he could marry us for real if we wanted” (oh no) “and she laughed, so I thought she liked that idea” (OH NO) “so on the way to get our food I said ‘hey, we’ve been friends for a long time, and I always have a good time with you. I love the way you make me feel, I respect you, and I think I’m ready to man up and recognize my feelings for you” (OH NO!) “[Name], will you do me the immense honor of being my girlfriend?”

¡¡¡¡¡¡OH NO!!!!!!

Like, bro, first of all, that’s how you propose, not how you ask someone with abandonment trauma out on a first date. But second of all, he torpedoed that relationship and fumbled a cutey because she laughed at an old man’s joke? And he thought “Oh, she laughed at a joke, guess she wants me, no need to pace myself or slow anything down!”

I chastised him a bit for deciding to ignore her own feelings and needs, then gave him a hug and told him to go to bed. Following that interaction they continued their friendship, but it was never really the same after that, and she moved out when her lease was up.

I have so many stories about these roommates, but if I’m being real I just told y’all the main ones – still, if I can remember any other ones I’ll be all over that. Be kind to each other, be gayer, read more Terry Pratchett, and keep your face a minimum of 6 inches away from mine if you’re gonna sing the Moana soundtrack at me.

[lizardho]

This’ll be a longer story for sure but I’m thinking about that time on my mission when a companion and I helped a man burn his porn stash but when he showed it to us it was literally a refrigerator box full of porn and the smoke burned our eyes so bad they were red for like a whole week and when I told my wifey ( @cintailed) about it she was like “I bet he jizzed onto some of his porn and his burning jizz was what made the smoke so caustic” and I cried because I was really high and I realized I’d smoked jizz right into my lungs. I also got second-degree burns in that area from an accident with a candle so overall that area was a bad area for fire-related activities.

[inbabylontheywept]

Didn’t it also like. Fail to burn completely. So little flakes of half burnt Playboy went up on the thermals and then rained down after. Such that you might be walking down that street later and see some yellow burnt cornered scrap of paper, like a chunk of some ancient wizard scroll, and then you could flip it over and be like: Ah. That is A Butthole. Zoomed in close enough to count the spokes. God’s plans are strange today.

[lizardho]

Ok, so the full story is: My companion and I made contact with a family of former investigators in our area of the mission. They had two kids and were only unable to be baptized due to extreme poverty making it difficult for them to “fully live the law of chastity” (i.e., the husband was still legally married to someone else and couldn’t afford a divorce.) But they were super interested in baptism, especially his fiancée. They’d been getting the missionary lessons from other companionships for so long they knew everything by heart, so they liked to request certain lessons they liked more than others. One day, the wife asks if we can teach The Law of Chastity with a focus on eternal marriage, and we said “yes” because that is like a missionary’s dream.

So we start preparing the lesson and get a decent setup for the couple and their two young kids to be engaged and interested. We go to their place and teach them and at the end of the lesson we ask if they have any questions. The husband and the kids all shake their heads and say thanks, but the wife lets out a big huff and says,

“Hey, you guys skipped the part about pornography, right?”

Which, we did. Because they requested a lesson on the law of chastity focused on temple marriages AND because they had teeny weeny little kiddos and we didn’t wanna broach that topic unless we had explicit permission from parents. So we told her all this, and she goes,

“Ah, that makes sense! My kids already know what pornography is.”

And me being a dumbass, say back,

“Your oldest is like 4, how do they know what that is?”

And she does the most dramatic hair-toss-head-flip combo I’ve ever seen and goes “I don’t know, BABE, how did they learn?” 👀

And he sighs and says “baby, you swore you weren’t gonna do this.”

And she says, “yeah, because you swore I wouldn’t have to! You said you’d do it yourself!”

And he sighs and tells us that after he and his soon-to-be ex-wife separated he bought a subscription to Hustler and had it for years before he cancelled it. He also mentioned that he was involved in a lot of chat rooms and that he had bought and printed out a lot of porn over the years. He said when he started dating his fiancée he realized that he didn’t want to look at porn anymore so he just kinda stopped, but he had so much stored up that he needed a place to put it so he put it all in a box and forgot about it until they decided to move to a smaller house and his fiancée mistook the porn stash for their eldest son’s bed and opened it and unearthed the morherload of all porn caches in front of their children, who just wanted their beds so they could nap.

We listened patiently as they shared the story with us and the husband shared feeling super guilty and gross about that part of his life and that was why he hadn’t brought it up. He asked if we could help at all, and, again, because this is the stuff of missionary dreams we said yes. So he brought his porn stash box down and it was a fucking full-size refrigerator box stuff to bursting with porn. Like, I fully do NOT believe pornography addiction is a thing but this experience pushed my belief in that a little. It was SO much porn. Magazines, posters, DVDs, even stuff he had clearly printed out at an Internet cafe. We had our work cut out for us, and let me tell you friends that me and my companion got to work.

We set up a day and time to meet with them, and told them to make preparations by stockpiling wood and tinder. My companion and I bought two bottles of rubbing alcohol and two gallons of gasoline the day of the booty bonfire and set out towards our destination. When we arrived, we became aware that the parents had turned gathering firewood into a family game, and we hey had amassed a pile of wood and dry grass about 3 feet high and 3 feet wide. We started off by spraying a whole bottle of rubbing alcohol onto the wood, then started systemically ripping the magazines and tossing them into the pile. We then doused the whole thing with 1 gallon of gasoline and lit a match. It was at this point that we realized the true challenge of our task: the paper that made the magazine pages was some sort of a plasticky laminated paper substance, and was insanely hard to burn. Overall, this turned something simple (burning paper) into a wretched task, which was made more wretched by the noxious smoke the plasticky pages emitted. Even a full week after our cum quest ended our eyes were bloodshot and irritated. People thought we were stoners, and because the pages smelled faintly like burning plastic we even kinda smelled like stoners. We had to tend to the fire excessively, as each individual magazine took concentrated effort to set alight. Additionally, the pages often fragmented and got carried away with the rising smoke, which created a fire hazard that required a lot of attention.

Despite how gross it was at its core, it was actually a really fun act of service. The fiancée and kiddos sat a safe distance away from the burn pile and cheered like we were star athletes any time we got another magazine to catch fire. They turned burning pornography into a wholesome family event by letting the kids throw fistfuls of dry grass and lint into the infernal pile of blazing pornography and making it a contest to see who could find the most kindling. Additionally, like @inbabylontheywept said, we ended up showering the neighborhood in highly detailed chocolate starfish and exquisite 1999-2005 era tiddies because the pages would break apart and float up on the rising smoke, then descend like depraved confetti. I personally found fragments of Hustler as far as a mile away while waiting for the bus home, and I heard tell from a family of members who lived about 2 km away that their neighbors had found what appeared to be fragments of roasted pornstar anus falling into their backyard in the evening, so we got some distance with that stuff. Overall the experience was fun, and realistically it was one of the only times I had a story from my mission I felt I could write home about without traumatizing my mom, so I was stoked. It was a very weird thing overall, though. So anyways, I guess the moral of the story is if you’re burning porn get more than two gallons of gasoline. Like, consider thermite. Read more Terry Pratchett, be gayer, and if you wanna burn your porn stash be prepared for a fucking slog.

[black-quadrant]

ADHD affects how I experience time, not how I experience attachment. I love you. I miss you. I just don't realize how long it’s been since I last said that, let alone messaged.

I understand that most normal functioning brains need regular engagement to maintain a bond. Absence doesn’t diminish my affection. My silence isn’t neglect or disinterest. It’s time blindness and object impermanence. The contact gap is purely neurological, not emotional. Thank you for being patient with my inconsistency and holding a seat in your heart for me.

[this-is-trans-joy]

My parents have been calling me "their oldest" for about 6 years now, and always correct people who try and gender me! They describe my gender to people as "its just who they are. Thats all that matters". And even to students as teachers! In a deep red us state! Me being known as i am is so important and it means a lot from them

This is trans joy!!!

[malinaa]

what if we all explode

[derring-do]

This very production of Orpheus & Eurydice is now available to stream, free, for the month of June.

[mxwhore]

i love you lab grown diamonds i love you slavery-free chocolate i love you community gardens i love you fact that the insulin patent was sold for $1 i love you locally produced meat and milk i love you streets turned into walkable parks i love you little reminders that Things Do Not Have To Be This Way and there are people working to build a better world!!

[aetherograph]

i love you smog tests for cars i love you clean air regulations i love you HEPA filters i love you dam removal i love you planting native gardens i love you monarch butterflies (up 64% in 2026!) i love you working for decades to bring the condors back from zero to 300+ in the wild i love you inventing little machines to pick up the plastic fishing nets and other trash in the sea i love you occupational health and safety regulations i love you environmental protection agencies i love you unions i love you social aid programs i love you food not bombs i love you sea shepherds i love you most countries stopping industrial whaling and more humpback whales now than ever before i love you saving the forests i love you little libraries i love you take what you need cupboards/fridges i love you secular food pantries i love you public bathrooms i love you all-ages playgrounds i love you museums i love you aquariums + zoos i love you restoring peregrine falcons to nyc i love you letting beavers fix the river i love you releasing wolves into the wild i love you bison recovery efforts i love you landback i love you reducing light pollution i love you freeway sound baffle walls i love you advertising bans i love you public outreach and education i love you maria montessori i love you queer clinics i love you people working really hard and succeeding at fixing the world and making it safer for all living beings!

[bauliya]

so women are supposed to grin and bear the books, the comics, the movies, the plays, the tv shows, the stories, the sci-fi, the translated ancient poems, the fucking millennia of men writing about their self inserts torturing women and it being declared as High Art by other men, we’re supposed to read it in our free time, study it in classrooms, include their styles in our own writing, accept their cultural influence as natural, watch it in the cinema, write about it, talk about it, accept it, aspire it, but men can’t tolerate three seconds of female wish fulfilment of a woman snapping the wrist of a creep without feeling personally kicked in the balls.

[darkshrimpemotions]

This reminds me of something I observed in college while I was doing my honors thesis on women in modern horror films. I watched a LOT of horror during that time as part of my research, and sometimes that was done with my family around.

And my dad and brothers? Were deeply disturbed by the movie Jennifer’s Body. I was flabbergasted. It’s not scary! It’s not even that gory. But they were horrified by it. These men who grew up on 70s slashers were legitimately shook by 90 minutes of Megan Fox eating a few teenage boys, mostly off-screen.

Similarly, my all-male reading panel for my thesis? Were so disturbed by my synopsis of the film Teeth that they couldn’t even talk about it. One of them said he couldn’t look at his wife for a week after reading it.

Again, grown-ass men who study and teach media for a living. Who definitely watch and enjoy horror movies. One of whom was a huge Tarantino buff. We watched and read worse in his intro to mass media class! But one movie about a girl whose vag could bite was enough to haunt him.

Then of course you have things like the Gone Girl backlash–men yelling that Amy Dunne is evil and women clamoring to assure everyone that they know she is not someone to emulate–the backlash against Carol Danvers, and, more recently, the griping from MRAs against the upcoming film Hustlers, which is about strippers scamming their Wall Street clients.

My conclusion? Most men–at least most straight, cisgender men, who are both my sample population and most of the ones whining that Carol is a “villain”–are perfectly fine with, and desensitized to, media where men do violence to women (horror movies), or men do violence to men (horror and action movies). They’re even sort of fine when women do violence to women (“ooooo cat fight!”).

But they get intensely uncomfortable when women are depicted doing any kind of violence to men, especially in films that tilt the balance of power to the other side of the m/f gender binary beyond a single moment or scene.

So woman as flesh-eating monster with men as her preferred cuisine? Woman who responds to unwanted sexual contact by biting it off? Woman who frames her cheating husband for murder? Woman whose response to harassment–behavior that many of the loudest whiners know is both creepy and reflective of their own thoughts/actions–is to break something?

Too scary. Unacceptable. Disturbing. These men hate being presented with the idea, even in fiction, that their position of power is socially constructed, that it could easily be flipped the other way. It terrifies them.

In feeling that terror, they experience a tiny modicum of what living, existing, moving, being perceived as a woman in the world is like.

And they flinch every time.

[tzikeh]

Here have a newspaper comic from 1993

[dailymanners]

I find it quite strange that even though Tumblr is known as The Neurodivergence Website, a lot of people on here seem to assume that they're the only neurodivergent person on here, and/or that they're the only person on here who understands The Neurodivergent Experience, so they're quite eager to assume that every post on here was written by someone who's neurotypical and needs to be lectured on The Neurodivergent Experience

[grickle14]

All in the past.

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

played sims 4 for the first time and one of the married cis men had a desire to try for baby with his cis husband. i accidentally pinned it and could not unpin it. trying for baby is physically impossible. I tried to use cheats to give him a viable womb in create a sim but it wouldn’t let me do so retroactively. so I thought, maybe if they adopt the want for pregnancy will go away, and had them adopt a toddler daughter. but then the try for baby desire did not go away. since they now had an unwanted adopted child I tried to remove the toddler from the household, thinking this would send her back into the ether. it did not. instead she wanders the neighborhood like a feral cat. i thought the social worker would come and take her back so someone else could adopt her, but I guess there is no social worker in sims 4. so now the neighborhood is haunted by a smelly miserable baby that has no home but cannot die and everyone who sees her is uncomfortable. fucking omelas scenario.

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

no one is feeding her but every time she gets hungry she simply produces a carton of milk out of the ether and drinks it

[gremlin-pattie]

OP— do ctrl+shift+C and type “testingcheats true” and then “cas.fulleditmode” into the bar, then go into CAS and change one of the sims to be able to get pregnant. mpreg is possible ALWAYS

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

thanks. the womb installation worked.

[adrenalinevan]

I'm sorry, this was dune mpreg the whole time and you never thought to mention? Iconic.

[chaumas-deactivated20240115]

it wasn’t relevant to my journey

[josephbrassey]

“Haha remember when murder-hornets were gonna be a thing? What a nothingburger.”

Yes, because the Washington state government activated like a sleeper-cell and ruthlessly, systematically hunted them down and annihilated them.

“Y2K came to nothing amirite?”

Yes because an army of software engineers working around the clock, losing sleep, and busting ass till the last minute prevented it from happening.

“Remember the hole in the ozone layer?”

You mean the one that was fixed through rigorous world wide government action?

One of the root problems of our society is a refusal or inability by media to articulate that all those “it’s gonna be an apocalypse” disasters were not disasters because we collectively did something about them.

The good news is this is actually quite correctable. I maintain my firm belief that we as humans are capable of solving almost all of our problems, when we decide to do so.

And I still think that’s going to happen. I don’t know when or how, but I do know that abandoning hope won’t help bring it about.

And I refuse to let the cynics own a chunk of my heart.

[thememedaddy]

[the-final-sif]

So! This is a perfect case study in situations where you should be wary of misinformation.

Take a moment and ask yourself, a project like this requires a lot of time, money and dedication of resources, why would scientists dedicate that time to something that could just be done by a tree?

The answer is they wouldn't. So that means this claim requires further investigation!

This project is called LIQUID 3, and it's not meant for cities with wide open spaces, it's meant for cities like Belgrade in Serbia. These cities are densely populated and heavily polluted, to the point where pollution actually chokes out current trees and makes creating green spaces difficult.

Liquid 3 was a PhD scientists answer to these problems. The microalgae tank is intended for spaces where you either:

Don't have enough space to plant full trees, or

Don't have enough time to plant trees and wait for them to grow up.

The tank is extremely efficient when you consider the amount of space needed compared to the amount of CO2 turned into oxygen. The tank can operate throughout the winter. And most importantly, it can be quickly set up in areas that desperately need relief from air pollution NOW not in 10 years when trees are done growing. Children currently suffocating on polluted air can't wait for trees to grow, they need to be taken care of now, and Liquid 3 is one of the ways to take care of them. Depending on the species of microalgea used, a number have shown a pretty amazing capacity to pull heavy metals out of the air which is something trees can get choked up by.

The tanks aren't just tanks either! Liquid 3 have solar panels placed on top, they have lighting and mobile phone charging, and they work as public benches. The designers of it want to encourage green spaces where there's room, but where there isn't room or time, Liquid 3 can step in. Realistically, this isn't a replacement for trees. It's replacing boring metal city benches with new, cooler benches that also clean the air (and have at least some heating during the winter).

Not only that, but the microalgea that grows is native to Serbia and all that microalgea has a ton of great uses! It makes for great fertilizer, compost, wastewater treatment, cleaner biofuels and even for helping create new tanks for further air purification. They only require a quick algae divide once a month, and the produced algae can be carted off to where ever it's needed. This makes them effective solutions for areas that can't sustain complex installations.

So yeah, there's actually quite a lot of places that would like these. Lots of people currently breathing in terrible quality air would much rather have their boring city benches replaced with really fucking cool algae tanks that clean the air and can be used to help create + sustain future green spaces in cities. I dunno about you, but I'd take that over a dumb metal bench any day. Put these at every bus stop and I'd be delighted.

[straawberries]

can ppl pls reblog this version

[us-nowhere-girls]

Well damn. I was also like wtf is this stupid slime tank and then I read the rest and my mind got blown