____heart knows,

JBK.

[kvothes]

a good thread

[soundoftheirwings]

Gotta tell you guys something wild in the Chinese fan sphere

So some fanartist drew a “sexy” (read: booby) version of a (cartoon) character who is traditionally very non-sexualised. Fans of the character got mad about it because it’s kind of groundbreaking how that character is written and portrayed and this art totally ignores the entire point of the character. They demanded the art be deleted. In response to that other people said, well what the fanartist did may be distateful but they have every right to draw what they’re into. The two sides fight for days and each starts a harassment campaign and even report their “opponents’” accounts.

So far so typical. But things eventually come to a head and they decide that this will be settled by votes - not through a poll. Through donations to a children’s education charity via each side’s portal. Whoever can get the highest amount of donation wins.

And that is how this charity received over 1 million in donations in three days lol. Oh btw the “freedom of expression” side won by a landslide (960k to 40k)

[tlbodine]

From now on this is how all petty fandom disputes should be settled.

[flagellant]

[everythingfox]

Really enjoying the scritches

[icarus-suraki]

[normal-horoscopes]

Y'all. "Hell is empty and the devil's are here" is not one of those epic Tumblr quotes. It's from The Tempest. The Shakespeare one.

[apolloendymion]

remember when that furry post went around with "you have nothing to lose but your chains" and people were saying "this is such a raw ass line and it's from a furry post" but it's literally karl marx

[mercymorns]

reading waiting for godot for class and finding out that’s where that “that’s how it is on this bitch of an earth” meme is from ruined me i think

[astraltrickster]

new game: "classic or shitpost?" in which we give you a raw-ass quote and you have to determine whether it came from an internet shitpost or classic literature

[headspace-hotel]

"I will face god and walk backward into hell" that one on the other hand is actually from a dril tweet

[ekjohnston]

A dril tweet about penguins.

(my personal favourite is "you cannot kill me in any way that matters".)

[brightlotusmoon]

[thepleasuregoblin]

You see it's quite simple: if they call the earth Gaia, it's fantasy. If they call it Terra, that's sci-fi

[deletededed-direwolf]

If there's one vampire, it's horror. If there's 100+ and they have politics, it's urban fantasy.

[blackbearmagic]

one time I saw a photo of a skinned whale/dolphin flipper on reddit or something and I've just never recovered

there's just. A paw in there.

[gallusrostromegalus]

One of the most spiritually profound moments of my life was when I was sixish and at a natural history museum with my parents that had a whale skeleton hanging from the ceiling.

I remember my dad picking me up to sit on his shoulders (possibly one of the last times he did that because I was getting too big to hold there for long) so I could be close to it's flipper because he wanted to show me something. He had me hold up my arm parallel to the whale's, and explained that we had the same bones, pointing to it's scapula and humerus and radius and ulna and so on while poking the same bones in my skinny little arm, all they way down to the tips of my fingers and it's own.

And in that moment, I could suddenly see how the whale and I were the same animal, just stretched and shrunk into different proportions by nature. There was an entire exhibit with skeletons of different animals and we went through all of them, picking out the hands and faces of all of them on myself.

I had never felt such a profound connection to the world around me before as I realized on a visceral level that not only was I related to all these creatures, they were very literally my distant cousins, and that in a way, they were me from back then and I was them from now, and we all were others still from the future.

Every living thing on earth is your cousin. The most distantly related humans are your 50th cousins. Chimps are your several thousandth cousins. An octopus is your 25 millionth cousin. Trees are your billionth cousins. You and I are surrounded by family. And that makes me feel profoundly loved.

So thanks dad, for pulling your shoulder a bit to show me that I am part of the universe. I love you too.

[homunculus-argument]

The human body's response to HRT is actually admirable in the sheer indifference. Just pure I Don't Give A Shit, I Just Fucking Work Here compliance to the new instructions. You can get testosterone injected straight into your body and it doesn't even question where that shit came from, coming back from a coffee break and just going

"Okay, everything seems to be in ord- oh fuck now what? Oh huh. Alright fine. New orders came in, cancel the menstrual cycle. Dig up the genetic balding patterns from somewhere, I don't fucking know they're buried somewhere in the dna. I'm greenlighting the growing-hair-on-your-toes thing. Yeah just cancel the ongoing maintenance processes, new orders came in so this is apparently what we're doing now."

[skull-bearer]

Oh, and we need to build a penis. How? No fucking clue, use whatever we've got lying around. We're going to have to McGyver the fuck out of this dick.

[escuerzoresucitado]

[robotlyra]

Okay, now I get why some people believe in spirits and shit, that little tiny wind vortex looked like a CREATURE.

[roach-works]

yeah you think 'djinn are creatures of wind and fire....how poetic! how mystical!' and then you find out that the middle east has had oil leaks for thousands of years and the brightest scientists of two thousand years ago WOULD have been able to watch a little spinning critter of wind and flame go skittering around right in front of them. and you're like, Oh.

[michaelplastics]

colossal squid footage!! alive in its habitat!! for the first time in history!!!

and it's a little baby !!!!

[plow-and-propose]

I'm just-

we classified the colossal squid in 1925, put together from pieces found in sperm whale stomachs.

we've found them dead or dying or in distress, floating on the surface or entangled by trawlers.

but now

in 2025

100 years later

we finally find one alive and thriving in the deep Antarctic sea

and it's a baby.

[gacougnol]

Steve McCurry

Cammino di Francesco – Rieti, Italy

[thatmadscientistbitch]

I'm sorry but this photo got me emotional - this moment could have been from any time in the last 500 or more years and not a thing about the composition would have changed. Certainly, for hundreds of years, monks have worked in these gardens and stopped to pet animals in need of scritches. A monk 300 years ago dressed in this same style in these same gardens probably stopped to pet the ancestor of that cat. The only difference between now and then is that this time there was a camera. If you went to any monastery or temple in the world you could find similar scenes playing out.

People stop to pet cats and it has me emotional.

[naamahdarling]

This should be a statue. We need more statues showing kindness and companionship to cats.

[hersoulcomputer-deactivated2024]

[segamascott]

[bidaubadeadieu]

This photo was taken by journalist Christopher Spata for the Tampa Bay Times, who sought out the reclusive Bachkhaz for an interview.

In search of the mysterious “Lucky Luciano,” who “had to do it to em.”

[4est]

[dogdude420-deactivated20140914]

do you think he knows

[waffleguppies]

What I find really astonishing isn’t that a giant land snail managed to earn a doctorate, but that he managed to land a national TV spot despite displaying this kind of egregious, disrespectful behaviour towards his co-host.

[feelboss]

#for god’s sake dr. fisher #get off the poor man’s face #you’re a snail of science #act like it

[gorgonetta]

[Still: a giant snail on a man’s face, caption “Dr. Brian Fisher, California Academy of Sciences”]

[rebeccathenaturalist]

It’s nice to see that attitudes toward invertebrate academics in the sciences have improved in the last twelve years.

[kaijuno]

[byteofsoup]

Imagine you're so small and cold and scared but there's smaller ones that are smaller and colder and more scared. I'm going to cry

[sandersstudies]

Okay I looked it up and they all went to a foster home together because nobody wanted to separate them thank god

[auntierayeraye]

Fuck you, Neil Gaiman.

[romcommunist]

lukewarm take but i personally do not give a shit if poor people cheat a system that was designed to fail them anyways. i also coincidentally do not enjoy the taste of boot rubber

[dxactivatxdusxr]

A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad

[fitzefitcher]

#this is team skull

[its-just-a-phage]

The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every side of the pen were huge signs saying “You can pet me, but don’t pick me up!” One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm and asked him “did you see the sign?” He said “yeah! it says that you can pick them up but don’t pet them!” Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said “I didn’t read it right did I?” And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said “its ok, i know you’ve got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shits” And I still haven’t gotten over that interaction.

[yallmightt]

I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. He’s a little thing tbh we call him short and long. So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like “hey can my buddy and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but your’s is so small I think it’s a good place to start.” Ofc I was like “yes he’s very friendly!” So this guy brings his equally big friend over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big man number one asks “can I pick him up?” And i say yes so he picks him up and puts him on man number two’s lap and man number two is abt to freak out and his friend straight up just goes “hey man, it’s okay just relax I’d never let anything hurt you. He’s a good boy.” I’ll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at me (5'3 , glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy looking little thing) and was like ‘ah yes the two least intimidating living things I’ve seen in Boston all day he’ll feel relaxed around them’ and went out of his way to help his friend. It makes me so happy

[anotherdayforchaosfay]

My husband had this Dungeons and Dragons group ages ago, and one of the guys was TERRIFIED of cats.  The moment he sees one he freezes up and can barely breathe.  Said guy is almost seven feet tall and solid wall of muscle.  Whenever he came over I’d put the cats in the bedroom and chill out with a book because my cats don’t like being shut away without one of us. 

One of my cats was pawing at the door and meowing loudly, an indication she REALLY needs to use the litter box.  I let her out and decide, hey, I’m hungry, and decide to the kitchen.  I forgot to shut the bedroom door. 

Next thing I hear is the group going completely silent.  My husband very calmly asks me to come over and help him gather our two cats up.  I go over to where the group is and my black cat, Cacoa, is rubbing up against the guy’s leg, purring, and doing her “let me on your lap” meow.  The other cat, Jasper, is sitting at the window, chilling out.  I go over and pick up Cacoa and tell the big dude she’s harmless, loves laps, and would be thrilled if he pet her.  Very slowly he touches my cat’s face, and she leans right into his hand.  He then pets her back and sighs because she’s really soft and purring like mad.  After a few minutes he asks how to pick her up and if it’s okay if she sits on his lap.

He spent the next six hours spoiling my cat.  The next week he showed up with cat treats and toys because he fell in love with the cats.  He told me he was doing some research on house cats, and even talked to a vet about them.  A couple months later he adopted two cats and was as thrilled and excited as a new parent. 

[ruffboi-mags]

Oh no a new one!!!

[jack-the-lion]

Blessed post.

[anaalihelmisimpukka]

I used to work at this stable for icelandic horses and every now and then this man would turn up by the field to just watch the horses. One time I walked by him as I was going to get the horses inside, and he went ”I always wanted to learn how to ride but I’m afraid of horses because they’re so huge. If I could ride ponies like this, maybe I’d dare but now I’m too big and heavy for them.” You should have seen his face when I told them that actually they’re not ponies, just small horses and they could totally carry him. His face just lit up. Next thing I’m helping him to get on back. Today he knows how to ride.

[stealthclaw1]

A few years ago my sister and I were in Daytona Beach, and we saw this huge, burly biker. Looked like the stereotypical biker: big black beard, the goggles, leather, and a bandana. He also had a baby carrier, and in that baby carrier was a tiny little orange Pomeranian. We complimented his dog and he said, in one of the deepest voices I’ve ever heard, “thanks, his name’s Little Bear!” And he told us about how he’d take Little Bear out on his motorcycle everyday and how much the dog loved it.

[depressedanxietydeath]

Such a lovely post.

[real-british-empire]

I’m not even putting this in the museum, it shall run free and collect more lovely stories.

[so-i-did-this-thing]

When my mother needed to downsize, I ran her moving sale, which included her mother’s estate. Very, very grandma-core, we’re talking wicker furniture and flowers on everything.

As the morning gets started, a biker gang pulls into the driveway. I was a little nervous because I was running the sale by myself and hadn’t slept a wink.

The bikers very, very carefully picked their way through everything I had laid out, cooing over their various finds that they started piling up on a table. They told me that they liked to ride on weekends and go to garage/estate sales they stumble across.

While I was chatting with one of the bikers, the biggest, burliest, beardiest man comes over to me. He is holding something small in his cupped hands and has a very upset expression on his face.

“I was trying to be so careful, but I broke this. What do I owe you, I’m so sorry.” He looked like he was about to cry.

He opened up his hammy fists, and revealed one of those tiny seedling-sized terracotta pots. You know, the sort that doesn’t even cost $1 new.

I told him not to worry. He visibly relaxed and joined his friends, who were ready to cash out with easily a third of what I had for sale, which funded my mother’s move to her new house.