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i used to understand summer preferrers i used to see where they were coming from but frankly in 2026 its just an inexcusable position to hold. you think any of this is okay? you sicko?
I think those fancomics where Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes is transgender are cute and fun but I also think it's a deep misunderstanding of Calvin's character to think he would transition into a heterosexual normie who goes to her high school reunion. That girl would have neopronouns and fang implants
Adult Calvin is a tattoo artist named Panthera who is the bassist in a terrible metal band called Captain Napalm and Hobbes helps do faer E injections
I know it's like 2 weeks too late to change it but I'm so mad I didn't realize that the band would obviously be called "Get Rid Of Slimy GirlS". I walk the road of shame
the girl in the mirror who always runs away
OKAY, SO, bad news on the privacy front, these two dipshit senators are trying to advance the Stop CSAM Act in the must-pass NDAA bill, and they're seemingly doing it right under our noses.
Which, stopping pedos sounds good, but this bill will not do that.
The EFF has more on it, but the long and short is what it will do is basically outlaw encryption as inherently suspect by way of people being potentially liable if anyone could do anything with it, and it carves out Section 230 to do so.
Which, if you don't know, means that websites are gonna massively overcorrect and ban basically anything that could set it off, and if you don't think that's a big deal, remember that the last time that happened was FOSTA-SESTA, which kicked off the censorship wave that fucked over a lot of sites including Tumblr, and also didn't do dick for its stated purpose of stopping sex trafficking.
It's currently in the Senate Judiciary Committee, so if you see any of your state's Senators in the list of members, CALL THEM ASAP, and even if they aren't, call your senators and especially your House reps and tell them you do not want this censorship law rammed into a must-pass bill without public debate.
If you don't know who they are, you can find your senators and house reps here, and CALL THEM ASAP, they snuck this in quickly and under the radar and we don't have a lot of time, and even if you're not in the US please boost this message, not just to Tumblr but to other platforms, a lot of sites you use every day are based in the US so this will affect you too!
the KIDS act passed the house today. 267-117, 47 not voting.
that's not great. but it's not the whole story.
a few things got worse right before the vote too. the language that explicitly protected encryption, saying the bill couldn't be used to force platforms to weaken it, got quietly stripped out on Friday. that safeguard just doesn't exist anymore.
but this isn't over. it heads to the senate next, and the senate is genuinely not on board. blumenthal and cantwell, two of the senators who wrote the original KOSA, are saying they don't want this version near a markup. blackburn, a republican and the other original author, called the missing duty of care provision a red line.
worth being clear here, blackburn isn't on our side. she wants the policy stronger, not gone. but that's still a crack we can use. her opposition means the house version has zero guaranteed path through the senate as written, and a stalled bill is a bill that isn't law yet. use her objection, don't trust her motive.
senate commerce hasn't even scheduled a markup yet. that's the next pressure point. this thing has died or gotten majorly rewritten at this stage before.
contact your senators: find yours here. tell them you don't want the house version anywhere near a vote.
and remember, if you have to, contact your senators scared. anything helps.
this fight isn't lost. it's just moved.
OP: This is the first time I've seen the Yellow River's sediment discharge with my own eyes.
There's a Chinese meme that the Yellow River doesn't need rituals to present sacrifices because if it's hungry it'll come onto the shore and eat the sacrifices itself.
#some netizens also say chinese people like unification because only a powerful unified dynasty can survive the yellow river and sometimes #also the chang jiang when they decide to flood and change directions and kill and displace millions #also only large dynasties have the resources to do hydroengineering to try and control the yellow river #yellow river be like: if you don't hydroengineer you die #but if you do you might also die heehee #“we call these our mother rivers not because they are gentle but because we are too scared” tags on above post
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oh my god??
People talk about how the Great Lakes are deadly because they are uncaring, but the Yellow River is literally out to get everyone.
The Great Lakes are uncaring, don't care whether you live or die, ambivalent, pay no attention to you.
The Yellow River cares. Deeply. About you, specifically. And your death. And being the cause of it. It notices you and your intentions. You've been warned. Exercise your hubris accordingly.
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Victor Frankenstein after achieving the impossible and building a fucking person from scraps of the dead: Oh god, ew, ew it's ugly! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew! Ew! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew!
Controversial <lightly sarcastic> opinion time!!
I would 100% no questions asked become a voluntary controller ASAP as soon as i realized they were invading earth. Not only that, but I'd take it as life insurance. They're going to kill EVERYONE except hosts? YES PLEASE SIGN ME UP
And another thing: That yeerk would have me fixed up so fast. I genuinely think that ANYONE else could manage my life better than I am currently doing.
Also I get to have a little friend in my head? We would become besties or they would get so annoyed at my constant chattering. I bet the cafeteria food is good too!
POLL TIME!!! Would you be a voluntary controller or nah?
Maaaan, you're like so perfectly demonstrating why the Sharing's cult model works so well. And all the other cult models for that matter. You get thrown into a society that demands that you "excel" somehow through money-making, baby-making, meaning-making... and then gives you no tools for doing so. And then treats you like dirt for not hitting those bars, and blames you for it.
But the Sharing says that you don't have to feel like that anymore, because they've found a way out. A yeerk can take everything away from you, and can do something "better" (certainly more violent, anyway) with it than you ever could. And like, obviously the Sharing is a lightly re-skinned Scientology, but this is why the yeerks are going after people who are lonely or homeless or mentally ill — they know that an offer of control will seem like a mixed blessing rather than a curse.
I've never personally felt that temptation — for me, the bad mental health days have me wanting to pull a Chris McCandless (giving away all my possessions and going off to die in the woods) because the brain demons think that's how I can best help the world. But when the meds are calibrated and the sun is shining and the grief of it all is at bay, I have time to understand that that's unhelpful and to arm myself for the next time those fuckers come out of the mental woodwork.
All of which is a way of saying: self-annihilation is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. And the problem with yeerks isn't mind-control or privacy or someone else wiping your ass when you poop. It's that they bully "consent" out of you, and then once you give it, never ever let you take it back.
I'd absolutely become a Voluntary-after the war. There's nothing except the canon threat of "be good or we take your family too" that could make me be willingly complicit in the conquest of my homeworld, or any others. The Empire is impossible to submit to, everything in me would be screaming "NO", and my first experience with a Yeerk being the nonconsensual violation that comes with the Controller Package....Even if I lucked into a Peace Movement Yeerk, I'd still stay in the cages despite their help. Not worth it.
But in a scenario where the war is over, I'd of course still want to talk with the Yeerk in question, try and get a feel for potential headmate as a friend in the usual sense, definitely be sure to have a 72-hour exit(not terribly hard to restrain a non-Morphing Human). But if I could find a person I trusted enough to allow into my brain, it'd almost be a relief. For all the above reasons. Yes, I'd be Voluntary. I'd never be a Collaborator.
before we start posting that july is gay wrath month let’s consider that july is disability pride month first and foremost. the “be gay do crimes” memes can wait
before this post breaches containment and people start going “why not both hehehe” i want you to seriously consider the very long history of disabled people’s existence being pushed aside and/or seen as secondary. i promise you it’s not going to hurt to hold onto the memes and give disabled people space for visibility and celebration.
i say this as a disabled trans person whose trans identity is made front-and-center to the (mainly cis) people who know i’m trans but my identity as a disabled person is brushed off by the very same people.
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kosa passed house, unfortunately. not the best news to hear
it isn't law yet, however. so don't freak out, yet. or at all because the best thing you can do is be calm. it still has to pass senate and that's a fact.
keep calling your reps... especially the ones who have voted specifically for the kids act + kosa. reminder that these aren't the only bad bills they're passing. i forget all of them (since they total as 19, i believe) but the screen act and appstore accountability act are especially alarming.
call, email, fax, and write to your senators! resources are right down below as usual for easy access! (badinternetbills provides you an email script and the names of senators. it's super easy, anyone can do it with just a few clicks. if you don't feel like calling you can wait until after hours and leave a voicemail. you can always write a letter, but i'd advise you do that immediately so it's seen as soon as possible!
and if you can't do any of those, it's okay. just keep spreading the word and not only on tumblr. make videos to post online and persuade family into contacting local congress as well (but be careful with who you tell, because they might just be in favor of these bills)
All of the bad internet bills. One website.
Spend 5 minutes. Make 5 calls. Make your voice heard.
That “cringe” nonbinary xenogender genderfuck therian who uses neopronouns and may or may not go on HRT while being loudly, proudly themselves will always be more revolutionary and subversive than a binary trans person who aggressively reproduces the cis status quo and shames anyone who doesn’t do the same.
A painting of a nightmare I had recently.
In the dream, my partner and I were following the narrow paths in a dirty hallway with deep pools of water. In the deep water were the bodies of horses, bones and remaining flesh bleached white. We could hear a distant scream behind us that was slowly growing closer.
basically the amazing digital circus
had this idea in my head all week sorry
Have you ever read Pact and/or Pale? If so, how do you think the Animorphs would handle the Otherverse, and what practices might they pick up?
I haven't read it, sorry! Anyone who knows Otherverse and Animorphs have thoughts on combining the two?
This was very much written on vibes, and draws a bit on your own Magic Animorphs AU, but Pact functions on similar premises(haven't read Pale). Each Practitioner typically has an Implement, a Familiar, and a Demesnes(place you metaphysically own), and the system is all about balancing one's Karma while using old pacts and gaining the respect or obedience of Others to perform various spells. Still Imagining there are aliens here, this is just an AU where Otherverse Magic exists in tandem with the Galaxy's history.
Jake is Aware. Not a Practitioner, not quite a Witch Hunter. No family history or Patterns to draw on, simply wandered down the wrong alley at the wrong time-right time-worst time-with all the rest. He uses Escafil's Reliquary as the source of his power, energy taken from the stone and used to move mountains. Energy taken from himself, replenished with the stone. Jake is not a Practitoner. No oath, no ritual. Only power. Power he never wanted, and power no-one else can be trusted with, can be burdened with. Power that paints his flesh in stripes of red and gold, Prince of the Iron Crown.
Rachel is equally Innocent, and stains her hands in short order. Implement hangs from her neck, hawk talon fragment of future yet to come, never to conclude. Flying without wings, free of the face she was born into, but in truth, red in tooth and claw, red feather, red fear, red rage. She is their warrior, blood flowing forth and becoming fire, frost, thunder. Innocence. They bind her, break her, scorn her as she saves them again and again and again. But she still fights. As the beast boils over and her mind melts in the heat, she yet stands. She is their sword, their savior, their monster. She must keep them safe, as hatred burns beneath for what they have done to her. Familiar scurries forwards, echo of sin unspeakable. Seven lives, and single life given to serve them all, chained by bloody truth and new mask molded to her face, devil where once shone diva.
Marco, as always, exists in duality. Glamour glitters across his face, charm and clamour playing over his tounge. To Innocents, he is another pretty face, and not a terribly tremendous one. Perhaps cute, but cute is enough to curve through the traps and bars of their world. Marco knows how to lie. He's been doing it since childhood, when he stole ten bucks from his dad's coat. He's been doing it since his mother dissapeared, when the cops asked if he was okay. He's been doing it since Peter gave up, handling all the bills with barely enough to make ends meet. Yes, Marco knows how to lie. Snake coils around his wrist, venom seeping into his veins as the lie falls away. When Marco isn't lying, the Abyss beckons, and here his power shines. No tricks. No games. Only oblivion, for any who would stand in his way, pocket knife tearing portals through the thin skin of this farce we call a world.
Cassie has seen her parents' midnight visitors, the ones which refuse medicine and metal, bone needles and yarrow tonics. Gifts given, and payment owed, prosperous practice, though not themselves Practitioners. It is her Barn that becomes their base, combining claims to serve as new Demesne. The Spirits of the Earth sing to Cassie, child of Gaia and ambassador of aliens. She does not trust them as hippies would hope, ruthlessly binding and bargaining with beings utterly removed from Humanity. But she does use them, stone shattering as cave-in kills 25 Controllers. But she does help them, ground hearty and whole as she plants new life within. But she does fight them, demanding in no uncertain terms that Aftran be accepted among the oceans, Whalesong at her back. Cassie is composite, Mother Earth manifested in new calamity, to serve as her voice and her hand, no Implement, endless Familiars. She will not stray from her path, and if her path is not the progenitors, she will walk aside as she spits in the face of natural order, conviction unshakeable, and more allies flock to her side for it as others flee.
Tobias has always been other. Not quite Other, not Spirit or monster or mage. But he has always Seen what Humans cannot. Elfangor Sees as well, and the Bird begins to spread wing. Before the night is done, the Hawk has come, and taken roost within. It is her drive and his Familiar, feather-pen put to nonexistent page as they step forwards. He finally feels whole, missing piece put back in place. But was it stolen at all? Evolution, or reversion? Entity, or duality? It is no monster, no mage, no more Spirit. More than the sum of their parts. Less Human, as his life among them fades away. Less Other, as she glides among Humanity with silent wings. Augury, Enchantment, they see the leylines of the world, and pluck at them as if strings on grand instrument. Dreams are omen, prophecy, warning, and force of action impedes fate-or allows it come to pass. Beak where once were lips and fingers once were wings, predator. Person-scavenger. Loverloserkiller. Hork-Bajir and Human and Andalite and Hawk. She is all of these things. He is none of these things. They have found equillibrium, and ever search for balance.
Ax is alien to this world and its people, Spirits swarming new anomaly. But Aximilli is nothing if not clever, as Elfangor...as Elfangor always said. He learns, the ways of Earth and Humanity. Tobias assures him he's doing very well, though others seem to disagree. But he still aches for home. But he has found a home. Ax has little luck with the creatures of this world, trees of Andal far more personable. But Ax has forged bonds in the wake of disaster, bonds of war, friendship, love, tying them together. Jake is their Prince, but Ax is their tether. Alien becomes adhesive, binding the Animorphs into an actual Circle. They take of him(too much) and give in return(too much), knowledge of their enemies for knowledge of These Messages. Stories of family for family found here, Shorm Seeing their Connections before even him. Ax speaks not with the Spirits of Earth, but with the Truth, song spun from gossamer strands as he becomes his brother's counterpart, not-yet-Encore of not-yet-Ellimist. Alien. Anchor. Anhhiliation. Absolvement. Absolution.
rachel literally every time she interacts with taylor: