REALLY FUN FACT for big cats cheetahs are fucking docile as shit
my grandfather ran a cheetah sanctuary in south africa and heâd just lie with them and sleep among them and theyâd rub against him and chirp at him theyâre big fucking babies
Another Fun Fact: Cheetahs are incredibly nervous animals. One of the (many) reasonâs theyâre going extinct is that cheetahs are so sensitive and nervous, some of them are literally too nervous to breed. Others will breed, but stress themselves out so much, theyâll lose their cubs.
So zoos with breeding programs had to figure out how to make cheetahs comfortable enough to first of all, get laid and secondly - not spazz themselves into miscarrying.
So whatâd they do?
They gave the cheetahâs their very own Service Dogs!
The dogs make them feel safe, protected and secure!
Also! Cheetahs are not in fact classified as big cats, they are simply very large lesser cats, due to the fact that they purr, meow, chirp, and cannot roar. Also many cheetahs have learned to recognize wildlife photographers are friends and not foes, so they will just come up to people and be friendly occasionally as pictured at the top of the chain. Some will even leave their Cubs with photographers to look after while they hunt. So. Yeah. Cheetahs are great
this works because cheetahs are actually fairly social animals, and they look to members of their group for context on how worried they should be about any given Situation. but since cheetahs are also nervous social animals, they can work each other into an anxiety spiral pretty easily over things like âbeing in an enclosed habitatâ and âthereâs a guy over thereâ.
so by introducing a dog as a member of the group, the cheetahs will now look to the dog for context clues on how worried they should be! and the dog Is Not Worried At All, Thanks, so the cheetahs think everything must be chill even if they were personally unsure about it, and they stop being so freaked out about literally everything.
It looks like theyâre dropping a teaser trailer for the new Harry Potter reboot tomorrow
Just a few important and gentle reminders:
đ«¶đ» DO NOT WATCH THIS FUCKING SHOW đ«¶đ»
If you claim you support human rights - not just trans rights but human rights in general - yet still plan to watch this show, unfollow me. Youâre a fucking hypocrite and I donât want you following me.
Do not watch it even if youâre hate watching it, it still contributes to streaming revenue and views!
The adults in this reboot of the franchise are FULLY accountable for choosing to do this show and accepting a pay cheque over supporting a minority group. Even if they claim they support trans rights, theyâre cowards and donât actually support them at all.
The kids do NOT deserve abuse or hate, whether itâs because youâre comparing them to Dan/Rupert/Emma or because youâre boycotting due to the authorâs views. They are literal CHILDREN.
Your nostalgia over a childrenâs series about kids going to school is NOT more important than trans people being respected and having rights. As long as JKR is still alive, she profits off of this.
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a/n. from this request. sorry itâs a short one and so so late! i had to hunt down the content and am still dragging myself out of a slump so it took me forever to :( hope you can forgive me, anon!
he has a breeding kink
fucking you in one of his hoodies
making a mess of you
faster
he loves having you on top
early morning
hands tied (cw. a singular ass-slap lol)
youâll have to order in
coming home after a long shift
overstimulated
so good for him (throat fucking)
he wouldnât take a study break
a/n. i hope i did this ask justice bc this was lowkey a struggle for me. obviously my usual content is either m/f or f/f, so m/m was out of my comfort zone! it was kind of hard to find stuff that was in english and wasnât too far off from dennis visually (even tho the vids are just for vibes and not a representation of anyoneâs physical appearance) anyways i hope you enjoy <3
I always forget there are maga people on tumblr, this doesnât feel like a website youâd find them on, so to keep them away:
Reblog if your blog is a maga free zone because if it wasnât clear enough fuck ice, fuck maga, fuck Trump, Fuck Rowling, and fuck all the other bigots I missed
it is officially winter break, which means it is time for my great twitter recap of 2025! here are my favorite tweets and memes from throughout this entire seasonnnnnn
Kimiâs words about Max coming for him remind me of when teenager Max used to terrorize Nico during his championship fight. Some things never change and Max terrorizing the whole grid is definitely one of them đ
This is my first time posting in a while so please excuse the format.
I was reading the post and my phone refreshed. I've looked for 30+ min to no avail.
The post is about Charles , Carlos and Reader making the drive back to Monaco after Baku. It was smutty with an illusion to smutty behavior on a plane then they got the van. I wasn't able to read any farther. Please help me find it your girl is down bad to finish it.
If you're able to find it I will be eternally grateful!!!
summary: after oscar's dnf he admits something that you don't quite understand
w/c 1213
oscar piastri x reader
a/n this bit was in my drafts for forever and i finally felt like it suited this. some angst after a bad race day.
âI donât love you anymore!â he hissed.
The room fell silent. Surely he could hear the way your heart cracked in your chest. His own chest heaved. It felt like he couldnât catch his breath. Whether it was because he was ashamed or a symbol of how his body had given up, he wasnât sure.
The McLaren's hadnât been having a good weekend. Oscar especially. You sat on the sidelines, chest aching as you watched him suffer over and over. This wasnât like him. Something was bothering him and you hated that you didnât know what it was. He wasnât talking to you, not like he usually did.
His DNF in the race was like the cherry on top.Â
It didnât take a genius to know he was going to be in a bad mood.Â
You didnât see him until the end of the race. As obligated, he had to do a few interviews before he was allowed to lock himself away in his room and wallow. You followed behind him, though he barely spared you a glance.
Things were quiet for a while. Thatâs what you thought he needed. Oscar was the kind of person that came to you when he needed you. He didnât like being made to open up. But he usually spilled quicker than this. You were worried. And it was your duty as his girlfriend to make sure he wasnât spiralling dangerously.
âOscar. Talk to me, please.âÂ
He didnât say anything, just kept bouncing his knee. His silence was normally comforting, now it uneased you. Something wasnât right. A frown crossed your face and you reached your hand over to settle on his knee.Â
âOscar?âÂ
The man huffed. It seemed like he was frustrated. âI want to be alone.â His words were whispered, but you could make them out.
You were surprised. Considering how down he seemed, you werenât so sure you should leave. âI donât think thatâs a good idea.â Gently, you smoothed some of his hair down and his eyes finally snapped up to look at yours. It was the first time today he had really looked at you. The smile you offered him was kind. âI just want to help. Let me help.â
He shook his head. âI donât want your help.â
His patience was growing thin the more you pushed. A fact you were entirely unaware of.
You didnât want to get angry, not when he was feeling like this, but you just didnât understand. âWhy? I donât understand why you wonât just let meââ
âBecause I donât love you anymore!â he hissed.
The room fell silent. Surely he could hear the way your heart cracked in your chest. His own chest heaved. It felt like he couldnât catch his breath. Whether it was because he was ashamed or a symbol of how his body had given up, he wasnât sure. The whole weekend had just felt like one giant mindfuck.Â
You didnât know what youâd just heard. How was anyone supposed to digest that? As far as you knew your relationship was perfect. He told you he loved you all the time, heâd bought you flowers recently. Never had you had any reason to believe that something was off. Not until you arrived in Azerbaijan and things started going wrong. You had thought his mood was down to bad performance. You didnât know it was you.
âWhat?âÂ
If this was a joke it was an incredibly cruel one.
âItâs been messing with my head all weekend, âcause I feel like a fucking monster. You havenât done anything wrong. Please donât think that. I justââ he trailed off. He couldnât look at you. The heartbreak was blatant on your face and it only made him feel a million times worse. âI donât know. My feelings just arenât there anymore.â He didnât know what happened. He would have loved to have known. You were perfect. His family loved you. So did his friends. But one day this week he had woken up and he suddenly didnât feel it anymore.Â
The hand that had previously been on his knee for comfort, moved away like itâd scolded you. It felt like your whole life was crumbling. He was basically everything youâd ever known. Your heart still fluttered every time you thought about him to this day. How were you supposed to just stop that?
Your silence scared him. Selfishly, he would have liked to remain friends. Just because he didnât feel romantically towards you anymore, didnât mean he never wanted to see you again. You had formed a life together, grown up with one another. He didnât know if he could just give that all up immediately. But you? You didnât know if you ever wanted to see him again after this. Heâd just turned your life upside down.Â
Not a word was said as you got to your feet.Â
âY/NâŠâ He didnât want to just watch you leave. He wanted to talk about this. Clearly you didnât feel the same. âPlease. I donât want to leave it like this.â
You shook your head. âWhat else is there to say? You donât love me anymore. So Iâm gonna fly home, pack my stuff and Iâll be out of our apartment by the end of the week.â You were surprised you hadnât cried yet. The emotions were certainly building. It must just be the shock of it all. When you got back to your hotel you would probably be a mess.Â
Oscar frowned, rapidly shaking his head. âNo, no. Just listen to me.â
But youâd finished listening now. You turned and left him standing in the middle of his driverâs room. The boy you had thought you were going to marry who was now going to become a stranger. It was a weird thought. The last thing you needed right now was to bump into anyone you knew. Unluckily for you, Lando Norris was everywhere.Â
âY/N, hey. Howâs Oscar doing? That impact looked pretty hard.â
The sheer mention of his name was enough to open the floodgates. Landoâs eyes widened, his words spluttering out. He hadnât known you would be so emotional over a DNF. He panicked. Unfortunately, he wasnât exactly clued up on how to comfort a teammate's sobbing girlfriend. This wasnât something heâd dealt with before. You guys were usually pretty solid.
âOkay, um, I donât know what to do. Let me go grab him.â
You grabbed his arm before he could get too far. He was the last person you wanted to see right now. âHe broke up with me.â Now that youâd said it out loud for the first time, it began to sink in. You gasped, knees buckling underneath you. If he hadnât lurched forward and grabbed you, you probably would have hit the ground with force. âI donât know what to do.â
The desperation in your voice broke Landoâs heart. If he was being honest, neither did he. This wasnât a situation he could fix. He didnât even entirely understand what Oscar was playing at. âItâs okay. Weâll figure it out.âÂ
Little did either of you know, the Australian could hear it all. The walls of the rooms were only thin. Heâd heard your sobs, planned on coming out there to try and do something to make things right. Then he heard Lando. Now he was just embarrassed. It was his phone that was the victim of his anger, thrown across the floor before he comprehended what he was doing. It shattered on impact.Â
