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She/her, almost 30.
This started as a Death Note/Matsuda blog but has slowly evolved into all my fandoms and opinions. Look around and see if anything interests you.
Minors will be blocked donāt take it personally*
*not that youāll see this but if youāre a terf and I block u please take it extremely personally
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(Simon about to be smooched within an inch of his life lol)
Does there happen to be a molecular biologist on Tumblr anywhere who can take a crack at what is going on in the Blood Ocean from Iron Lung? They straight-up give us the mysterious molecular structure of the AT-5's blood, and from what I can tell, it's mostly blood, but there's something else, and I just do not have the know-how to interpret what it means.
I know Mr. Szymanski and Markiplier do not pull their punches. At all. Ever. So I'm really curious to see what's going on here, if it means anything specific, or if it genuinely just looks like artistic nonsense.
The notes say what it does (vaguely), but I wish to connect those additional structures to what they are saying. This is an unreliable narrator scenario, too, so I can't really trust the notes.
The summary question: what the hell are we looking at?
Any help would be appreciated, and if we reach a proper conclusion, I can add the information to our fandom's master reference!
We need to isolate and start selectively breeding the plastic eating bacteria so we can optimise their efficiency, and then somehow splice their DNA into the gut bacteria of an obligate carnivore, so we can put it in our cats gut biomes so they'll finally be free of having to choose between whether they want to eat plastic or whether they want to live.
As a geneticist and microbiologist who has worked with plastic-degrading microbes briefly, this is theoretically possible. The most difficult parts would be finding a microbe that could take plastic in it's unaltered (or slightly stomach-acid degraded) form.
For my project, we were trying to identify microbes that could use partially treated plastic as a food source and break it down further. The carbon bonds in our daily plastics are really hard to get at and break, hence the bad degradation, so breaking some of those bonds through heat and chemicals first can help microbes get access to them. Once we identify a microbe that can do this, we could test giving them slightly less degraded plastic to live on until they develop a way to eat it and go until they either get back to normal plastic or hit a wall where the microbe can't progress anymore (which may be likely).
An alternative approach to breeding (although you don't 'breed' most microbes since they reproduce asexually but instead find strains with mutations that lead to desired changes) would be trying to predict an enzyme that could break the bonds in plastic, engineering it, and putting it in microbes to test if it works. On one hand it could overcome any natural halt selection has but would be initially harder to discover.
The best solution would probably be to find the microbe that can eat the partially degraded plastic, figure out what enzyme is doing the work, then see how the enzyme could be improved to work through plastic in its default state.
Once you have that, the next consideration would be what byproducts are created from eating plastic? Part of the project was hoping that the microbe that could eat plastic would produce a useful byproduct that could be harvested, as an unfortunate reality of our current world is that if it's not profitable it probably won't take hold. But if we wish to put this in a living organism, we need to make sure it won't produce a harmful byproduct, or if it does, then ensuring the organism can quickly turn it harmless before it builds up.
Once all of that is figured out, the next hardest thing would be ensuring that whatever gut microbe you put the plastic eating gene in continues to express it. Since plastic is so hard to use it would probably prefer to use any glucose lying around first, and if that runs out then switch to eating plastic. We could try removing its ability to eat glucose (or whatever other compounds it lives off of), but then it would be less competitive in the gut environment and would require a steady source of plastic in order to not die off.
Although, I assume cats (and some people) would not find that a challenge.
IRON LUNG dir. Mark Fischbach
āI want to write a fic about this but I donāt think anybody will be interested in itā ummm hello excuse me maāam what do you mean you donāt think anybody will be interested in it??? YOU. YOU ARE INTERESTED IN IT???? write it because YOU are interested in it and YOU want to write about it. fanfic writing should always be first and foremost about YOUR enjoyment, not other peopleās.
ppl are so annoyingĀ āyou canāt paint ur bedroom pink youāre an adultā i did not spend my entire life waiting to grow up and control my life to paint my bedroom beige
I had a sales woman in furniture store try and tell me not to buy a hot bubblegum pink loveseat because she wanted me to āthink about the futureā
Bitch, I am thinking about the future. I already got a hot bubblegum pink couch at home and now I need a loveseat to go with it.
when I first bought my house, I announced my decision to paint my bedroom purple. I had wanted a purple bedroom for thirty damn years, you fucking bet I was gonna have one now. My friends decided, for some reason, that I meant what one of them referred to as ā14 year old girl purpleā (through whatās wrong with the colors a 14 year old girl chooses, I donāt know, even if theyāre not what I want as an adult). They didnāt believe me until they saw the color on the actual wall, even thought they helped me pick out paints. My mother, meanwhile, decided to get worried that if I painted my bedroom a ādark purpleā, it would be ādepressingā. As if, with an entire house to live in, I would spend all my time in the bedroom, which I wanted to be dark because I would be sleeping in there. In the damn dark.
I had like one, maybe two friends who were all like FUCK YEAH YOU PAINT IT WHATEVER COLOR YOU WANT, PURPLE BEDROOMS ARE AWESOME.
But when they actualy saw the finished bedroom, every single one of them was like, āOh yeah, thatās really pretty.ā (Well, the ones who supported me from the beginning were more like WOOHOO.)
And the moral of the story is: Fuck āem, please yourself. Either theyāll come around, or you can safely ignore every question of taste they opine about for the rest of time.
This applies to other adulting activities, too. When I was a kid, I decided that I wanted to have a wedding cake made of doughnuts. When I got older, I figured that I would be āmatureā about it and get a traditional cake, which the older adults approved of. Now that Iām 25 and facing the possibility of actual marriage in the near future, Iām just like āmarriage is a social construct but it comes with tax & insurance benefits, so just give me that goddamn doughnut cake.ā If they donāt like it then they donāt have to come to my wedding.
https://xkcd.com/150/
I would like you all to view my office. Iām thirty and my rainbow room is awesome, people can fight me
Iām thirty and my first big furniture purchase was a custom coffin shaped coffee table that opens up and is lined with purple crushed velvet. I would have loved it at 13 and I love it now. Growing up doesnāt mean you have to abandon what makes you happy.
GROWING UP DOESNāT MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
GROWING UP DOESNāT
MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
I have told this story before, and I will tell it again, because I am An Old now and repeating stories forever is our prerogative:
When I bought my house, the kitchen was multiple shades of dingy white. It was dismal, but it was now mine! So went to the hardware store for paint (well, several trips, painted swatches on panel, etc ā Iām very picky. But this was the final, ārealā trip). It was a busy day in the paint section. There were at least five people behind me in line.
Now, remember, latex paint is slightly lighter and brighter when wet than it is when dry. And Iād decided to paint my kitchen candy-apple red. The hardware store employee took my gallon off the Paint Jiggler and cracked it open to put a dab on the top, revealing the most incredibly deep pink, and behind me I hear the entire line of people say,
āOh my god.ā
ā¦in perfect chorus.
I did not realize up until that moment that shocking a crowd of strangers with my paint color choices was a life goal, but at that moment I felt an absolutely overwhelming sense of achievement.
This is the door to my garage. It used to be white. Live your best life.
Mischief the cat says āWho goes there?ā
Every visiting friend says āThis is so cool.ā
If youāre looking for an excuse to do some decorating that will make your soul sing, this entire thread is your sign to do it and donāt look back!
This is the door to
my garage. It used to be
white. Live your best life.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Iām 35. I have been told my place looks like maybe a LP fan lives there.
Not sure what they mean.
When I first moved into my place, I painted the spare room, that eventually became my office, lime green, the kind of lime green that glows down the corridor when I open the door - The colour was only available as an āaccent colourā in the section of paints intended for childrenās playrooms, and in the shop I got a lot of āOh your son will love this!ā And from people I knew I got a lot of āOh well, youāre 21 now, youāre basically a teenager, this is a terrible idea, youāll hate it and need to pull out all the furniture to repaint it.ā And I have to report that I am now in my forties and my office still looks like this, and it makes me smile every time I see it.
this is such a modern idea, too
not decorating trends; those have always existed. but the idea that color and decoration is inherently childish
this is the dining room at the Eustis Estate in Milton, Massachusetts, from 1878 (where I used to work, briefly). the walls are TEXTURED MICA SHIMMER on a green background. Adult Space For Adults!
A jewelry shop in Paris c. 1901. kids canāt buy jewelry!
who can forget the classic 1950s colorful bathroom? Iām not a huge fan, but still! adult space! bright colors; decorative designs!
meanwhile āyouāre immature if you like Art Nouveauā is a hot take Iāve really, seriously seen on this webbed site (only once, thank the gods). I donāt know who started this, but Iām going to kill them
I think a lot of it stems from the ubiquitous Waterhouse prints that were sold on college campuses for 20 years. like why would I get a free pass if it were Monet instead Western culture is stupid. The entire point of being an adult is breakfast for dinner and cake for breakfast and dying with the most toys.
instantly decided to reblog when i got to GROWING UP DOESNāT MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
The examples of decorated homes above are both either modern or upper class, which makes it easy to dismiss because āsure the rich people have beautiful homesā and āsure, modern middle-class people have lots of color in their homes.ā
So hereās two examples of traditional Norwegian farmhouse interiors. You know. The kinds of places peasants live in.
This type of painting is called ārosemalingā and today you usually find it on, like, carved wooden bowls and such that are only used for decoration. But back two centuries ago, it was very common to find the interiors of homes covered in it, in projects that were painted little by little over the decades. Because itās beautiful to look at, paint is the cheapest way of decorating your house, and what else are you going to do on the long winter nights when itās too dark and cold to work outdoors?
But mostly, they did it because it made them happy, and it was beautiful.
Those old peasants were on to something, I think.
I painted rooms in my house these colors and some people had doubts:
I have been SO HAPPY.
My wife painted the walls of my studio ORANGE. Glorious sunset orange.
I have always wanted a room that was an amazing color and this one is mine.
iām pretty sure james ortiz said rocky was just cussing grace out the entire time in that scene so i think iām valid for writing this actually
āWhat if poor people abuse the system?ā
The system intrinsically abuses poor people.
Hope this helps.
"What if poor people abuse the system?"
Rich people abuse the system far more and out of pure greed, not necessity or desperation so idrc about that
guys. Guys please you're allowed to say big boy words. please we cannot keep just rolling with the sanitization of every space on the internet ok. you're allowed to say suicide. you're allowed to say porn. they're not bad words, they're just words.
also by ''censoring'' the words with silly spellings you're actually making it much harder for people to filter out. please just say Sex you don't have to call it woohoo like it's the fucking sims. i promise the Word Police aren't going to arrest you
Morning on Erid
GAY PEOPLE!!!!!!!
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sometimes Iām reminded that there are still people who donāt know ao3 was literally created by incest shippers ā and the siteās sole purpose is to 1. be completely against censorship and 2. host all kinds of dark, taboo fics that are banned on other platforms ā and the first ever fic that was posted on ao3 was a fic about an incest ship from supernatural.
you are in the house that was created by freaks. for freaks (affectionate). every disgusting thing you can think of is rightfully allowed and welcomed on ao3, because they are exactly the reasons why ao3 was created in the first place.
ao3 was created because its creators got tired of censorship, they got tired of dark and taboo fics getting banned on pro-censorship platforms, and they wanted a place that was safe for ALL FICS THAT WERE DARK AND TABOO.
ao3ās main principle is being against censorship and being proship / profic.
there are some things in fiction that make me uncomfortable, but instead of shaming people who are just minding their own business and not harming anyone in real life, I choose to curate my own internet experience by blocking/muting what I donāt want to see. ao3 has excellent tagging system, so instead of being a bitch, use their tagging system properly and you wonāt see the things you donāt want to see.
itās your job to curate what you see. itās not other peopleās jobs or responsibilities to censor themselves for your personal comfort. the world does not revolve around you.
also you cannot censor āonly the things you personally hateā without expecting everything else, that isnāt of conservative beliefs, to be censored too. because censorship is a slippery slope and a fascist tool. I promise you there are people who think āwhy do tags for queer love even exist on ao3? theyāre grooming childrenā.
if you allow the things that you hate to be censored ā because someone with enough power gets to control what other people can and cannot create/consume, it will not stop at the things that you hate.
*illustration by sillyalexnorris
Also, this isn't really relevant to the main point here, but this is such a weird example when plenty of publicly available and often quite popular novels, tv shows, and songs have incest in them. I have a song on my phone called The Incest Song. Game of Thrones was massively popular. Chinatown was so impactful that that specific scene was parodied absolutely everywhere.
iron lung was cool
Can you guys tell I don't draw Simon often
"it's okay starshine, I'm here, I'm real."
Soft bloodymary hours again cause the angst I been seeing making me big sad I just want them soft and happy.
