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So I'm not sure that I'm a big enough blog to really need this, but in any case. I'm going to be off tumblr for awhile. Basically tumblr has been my place to go to forget about how the world is burning and right now tumblr not that. Stay safe everyone.
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I had planned to do something totally different with my day but instead I made a whole bunch of pride birds! I plan to put them on Redbubble asap.
Lesbian: pink-headed warbler Gay: eastern rosella Bi: varied bunting Trans: lilac-breasted roller Genderqueer: woodstar Aro/ace: pink-headed fruit dove
ADDITIONAL BIRBS
Pansexual: oriental dwarf kingfisher Nonbinary: gouldian finch Asexual: purple-crowned fairywren
Sapphic: red-tailed comet Aromantic: dusky-headed conure
I couldnât resist making more pride birds today, especially after I discovered that the scientific name of the red-tailed comet is Sappho sparganurus. Sappho, you guys!! This bird is named after her!!
Guess who! Lesbian cockatoo. :)
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Happy pride month everyone!!! Have a bronzewing pigeon. :) (Redbubble)
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well he would still be capable of infecting everyone else
Possibly notâŚin the cartoon I remember that his healing factor basically creates Super Antibodies so heâs pretty much nigh-immune to diseaseâŚas in if he gets any illness he basically has it for like twenty seconds and then heâs fine foreverâŚI donât know if thatâs the case in the comics thoughâŚthough given some of the ridiculous things heâs healed from over the years it might beâŚ
Also I love the fact that Scott and Charles here are both like âGod damn it we wanted to get him involved in some Absolute Nonsense this weekâŚâ
Wait. If Wolverineâs body creates super antibodies, couldnât those be used to create a vaccine? If so, Logan should go to the closest healthcare center and give blood samples
GET ON THAT LOGAN
Wow Marvel really just be sitting on the cure to like, all diseases huh? Why do they try to make Wolverine into a superweapon when they could just be like âMr.Logan can you please help us with the cure to HIV pleaseâ
You have to remember though that basically everyone who isnât a superhero/the loved one of a superhero in the Marvel universeâŚis AWFUL
Just
Just AWFUL
If Logan offered to cure every diesease ever for humanity in the Marvel universe and they were given a choice between âAccept a cure that comes from one of those Damn Muties or Continue Allowing People To die Horribly From Many Diseasesâ they would probably choose the latter
Like this is a fictional universe where everyone is fine with billions of taxpayer dollars being spent on gigantic sentient genocide machines with death ray fists because they canât bear the thought of the idea of the people who have repeatedly saved the entire universe getting treated with basic decency and human rights
maybe he has a really rare blood type.
He has blood type X
âThatâs not a real blood typeâ
âIT IS NOWâ
Close â heâs got Type E!
(from Wolverine vol.07:no.01, Feb 2020, written by Benjamin Percy)
Receiving a transfusion of it gave Dracula the ability to walk around in daylight unharmed! This also explains why Wolverine canât just donate his blood for research:Â âonce it leaves him, its powers are soon suppressed and its compatibility deteriorates.â
(Also the Reed Richards Is Useless trope.)
I also wonder if his antibodies might be a little overspecific and treat any genetic material that is not specifically Loganâs as a hostile material and destroy it.
DC did something similar with Poison Ivy (in the comics and BTAS), sheâs immune to any and all poisons or contaminants.
She explains that she canât have children for the same reason (She doesnât explain why in detail, but thereâs an implication if she metabolises anything entering her body so quickly, sperm certainly doesnât stand a chance, or depending on how disturbing you to get, even if the sperm survived, a foetus most definitely would not)
i love bizarre comics biology shit
Good Morning! Today I will be informing you of the existence of enormous purple squirrels.Â
Meet Indian giant squirrels. They are technicolor. They are 3 feet long. They are fully, utterly nonsense. They belong in a Pixar movie, preferably leading a musical number.
That is all.
@biggest-gaudiest-patronusesâ I spent 6 hours on this straight. Kinda proud actually
i fucking want wallpaper in this pattern
Thank you!!! Also stop hiding such gold on the tags!
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This is FTM at 50 years old (on testosterone 13 years)
This is so important, I almost never get to see trans guys older than 25, which makes it really hard for me to envision myself growing into an older man, which in turn makes me feel really confused about my identity. But really I just needed to see some more representation.
Representation is important. Trans is beautiful. Trans is diverse.
My eyes just welled up with tears. Its so true, that its hard to rarely have any examples of your possible future as an older person. â¤ď¸
which country was it whose population was so intermarried they had to make an app to help people prevent from accidentally hooking up with their cousinsÂ
Iceland
To be fair, they have like 360,000 people and donât use surnames
What do you mean they donât use surnames???! How the fuck does that even work??
Their names are patronyms and matronym, meaning formed from their parents names. Like so: Luke Anakinsson and Leia Padmesdottir (Padmeâs daughter). Phone books and other directories are organised by first name. I think it was only recently they allowed foreign immigrants to keep their last names once they got the nationality
You left out the best bit: while the convention is that males use patronyms and females matronyms, you can choose which parent you want to honour with the -nym; you could also be Luke Padmesson or Leia Anakinsdottir if you want.
Also just to point out that for many places, surnames are a relatively recent thing for most social strata. Patro/matronymics predate them in almost every part of Europe, and in many places surnames started out as patronymics. This is why you have all the surnames ending in -son/-sen in the UK and Scandinavia, -ex in Spanish, -vich (or a variation thereof) in Slavic languages, Mac- in Gaelic, Oâ- in Irish etc. All these are patronymics that predate the use of surnames.
Plus, the arrival of the surname is a very recent thing in many parts of Europe. In the Nordics, only people belonging to the estates (so nobility, clergy, bourgeoisie and land-owning peasantry, a small minority of the total population) had surnames before the 19th century. The vast majority of people would only have a first name, using either patro/matronymic (or in Finland the name of the house or village where they worked and lived) to distinguish themselves from those with the same name if needed. In Finland, people have been required by law to have a surname for only a century (exactly: the first law on surnames came into effect in 1920). Iceland never did that.
And ultimately, why should they? A surname is just a convention that people have at some point decided on â and one that emphasises your patrilinear family over you as an individual and the rest of your relatives.
Also, since I only now noticed one of the previous rebloggers observing in tags that the Icelandic system must be hard on non-binary people, I give you this further gem:
In 2019, changes were announced to the laws governing names. Given names will no longer be restricted by gender. Moreover, Icelanders who are officially registered with non-binary gender will be permitted to use the patro/matronymic suffix -bur (âchild ofâ) instead of -son or -dĂłttir.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Icelandic_name
love the addition!
âBlack panther has an adorable reaction when they see their favorite zookeeperâÂ
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fuck that baby shoes story. this is the shortest saddest story ever told.
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The first time it happened was in Eden, when Crowley was still regularly changing between forms. Aziraphale simply plopped down beside him one day, a veritable cornucopia of fruit gathered in the skirt of his robe, and proceeded to eat and talk and try to cajole Crowley into trying things until the heat of the day and the fullness of his stomach seemed to lull him into a heavy-eyed stupor. Leaning back on the rock Crowley was currently coiled upon, he didnât even seem to notice that his fluffy angelic head had come to rest on something rather less rock-like. And he was so warm. It was only instinct, really, for Crowley to loop himself around the angelâs shoulders and go to sleep.
The second time it happened, they were stumbling-drunk, giggling and shushing their way up to one or the other of their dwellings. Crowley didnât remember transforming, but when he woke to Aziraphaleâs pained moan some time the following day, he was draped across Aziraphaleâs prone and hungover body in his snake form, and didnât see any urgent need to change back.
The third time it happened, Crowley was merely cold and feeling daring. He was quite prepared for Aziraphale to tut and push him off â and really, irritating the angel could be its own kind of fun â but just like before, Aziraphale barely seemed to notice the incursion on his personal space. After a few minutes, the steady warm weight of his hand came to rest somewhere on the length of Crowleyâs spine.
After that, it happened several times more, never quite premeditated, but certainly never too often to be obvious. âAziraphale doesnât seem to mind a giant black snake snuggling up to himâ simply became a fact of existence on Earth, a trinket, a little pearl of information, akin to âAziraphale likes booksâ and âthe British Isles are a bit dampâ. In terms of what it meant, at first Crowley didnât know, and then he didnât dare hope, and then he did dare hope, and then he just tried not to think about it to the extent that that was possible.
Then the Apocalypse came and went, and they somehow survived it, and the whole world took on a gold-tinted glow. They walked side by side towards the Ritz, and only detoured briefly when Aziraphale, with a deep breath and a âsorry, my dear, but I really need toââ pushed Crowley up against a tree trunk and kissed him breathless. Well, âbrieflyâ in the context of the length of time Crowley had been dreaming about such a thing â by the time they disentangled and continued on their way, the sun had actually moved quite an appreciable angle across the sky.Â
Crowley couldnât have been happier. Could barely speak from happiness, in fact, which worked out fine because Aziraphale had a great deal to say and Crowley simply watched him with the utmost contentedness as he talked and glowed and filled the room with light.
It was only once they had returned to the bookshop that uncertainty crept up on him. Aziraphale was buzzing around the stacks like a delighted honeybee in a field of flowers, and Crowley shoved his fingers into his too-small pockets and felt, all of a sudden, surplus to requirements.
In the past, he would have just left, made some casual parting remark and waved over his shoulder as he sauntered out, wishing all the while he couldâve found it in himself to stay a little longer. It had always seemed easier to remove himself, before Aziraphale had to ask him to go. Now, though. Now was a world in which Aziraphale had kissed him, a world they had helped to save together. Now was a world in which âour sideâ wasnât just a pipe dream or a very vivid hallucination. Now, maybe, he felt a little bit braver.
Braver, but still unwilling to mess it all up.
âIsss thisss okay?â Crowley hissed as he slithered his way up to Aziraphaleâs shoulders. Aziraphale turned his head to give him a long look, before a gentle smile curved the corner of his mouth, and he left his books behind to walk the short distance to his favourite armchair in the back room.
Once seated, he sighed. âMy dear, this is perfect,â he said, radiating warmth and contentedness. He stroked one hand tenderly down a length of Crowleyâs scales. âThough I would certainly not be averse to trying it the human way tomorrow.â
âTomorrow,â Crowley agreed. And maybe, he was starting to realise, all the days after, as well.
PAMPARA (2019)
At the end of 2019, Renell Medrano embarked on a journey to somewhere she had visited throughout her childhood, a place that has long-inspired her highly-lauded photographic work. The spirit of the Dominican Republic, her parentsâ homeland, infuses the extraordinary imagery she has made since she was a teenager.
DOMINICAN REPUBLIC. 2019. Two boys enjoy the sun as they lay stacked in the sand. Š Renell Medrano
âI donât know a spell to make someone fall in love with you.â The wizard considered her options. âI can make you one of the wealthiest bachelors in the kingdom?â
The stableboy who had stolen her book of spells looked baffled. âWhat does that have to do with love?â
And the wizard felt so very old indeed.
Happy pride â¤ď¸đ§Ąđđđđ
This painting is very special because itâs for a cause!
For the next week Iâll be selling this print in 5x7 for $5 or 11x17 for $20 and I will be donating all proceeds to The Trevor Project, a nonprofit that has been helping LGBT youth in crisis since 1998. You can visit my Etsy to preorder and Iâll send them out in late June! If youâd like to spread the word Iâd be so grateful!
You are lovely and amazing people! Please stay safe, you can always send me a message if youâd need to talk đ
Glow-in-the-dark Animal Crossing Fossil Boxes made by Palmenez
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