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I love that the modern-day tumblr post equivalent of chain emails only requires me to reblog a relatively pleasant image instead of forward an email to a bunch of my friends and family members to quell my raging anxiety.
It’s a win win. I get a bit of hope, you get a cute birb photo
Funfact about wasps, only females have stingers
Because it’s an ovipositor
This applies to bees as well
I love when fantasy worlds have some nonsensical magical force that prevents technology from working.
Like… how does the magic determine where technology begins? I mean, a gun is just a little house for tiny explosions to live… what part of that process is interrupted by magic? Does gunpowder simply not combust in Magictopia?
What about the wheel? Bifocals? Condoms? Skateboards? Bicycles? Vaccines? Pyramids? Does a flint-knapped knife not count as technology?
“Shit.”
“What seems to be the matter?” asked the Elf, in that same insufferably airy tone that would have made it a fortune doing voiceovers for shampoo commercials.
Khalil sighed miserably. “Phone’s dead,” he said, scowling at the shimmering city. “Figures. Of course it lets me take a thousand blurry cat pictures and then konks out on me the moment I find something worth photographing.”
The Elf laughed. Khalil suspected it was meant to be a scornful laugh, but his companion had the emotional inflection of an automated voice messaging system, and it lacked punch.
“Foolish human,” said the Elf. “Your ‘phone’ will not work here. No technology functions past the borders of Faerie.”
If Khalil let his eyes unfocus and used his imagination, the expression it wore could almost pass for smugness. “Now hang on,” he said. “That’s a fucking lie. No way is that true.”
“Foolish human, I cannot tell a l—”
“Oh, shut up. You say no technology works here, but you’re clearly wearing some kind of ritzy elf sword. Are you gonna try to tell me that they grow on trees here? Obviously you’ve got smelting and forges and metallurgy. You’re wearing woven fabric, and you stole a bunch of medicine from that pharmacy in Detroit. We rode my bike over that troll bridge and it didn’t stop working.”
“That’s different,” protested the Elf, a shallow groove between it’s eyebrows betraying profound distress. “That’s not technology.”
“It is, though! ‘Technology’ doesn’t just mean guns and electron—”
There was a hand clamped tight over his mouth, smothering him before he had even registered movement. “Hold your tongue before I cut it out of your head,” hissed the Elf in his ear. “You don’t know what you’re messing with.”
It released him, and Khalil stumbled back, staring wildly. It had moved terrifyingly quickly. No doubt it could make good on its threat if it cared to—six years of boxing and he still had no hope of defending himself against something that could move like that.
“What magic doesn’t know can’t hurt it,” said the Elf in a low and strangely unsteady voice, sounding for the first time like a living being. “Be careful what ideas you give it. Some things seem right, and that’s what matters.”
The Elf must have grabbed him hard, Khalil realized, tasting the tang of blood where his lip had been torn open on his teeth. He swallowed, and stared at the Elf in horror. “Are you telling me,” he said slowly, “That your entire magical system, the physics of your entire world… is based… on vibes?”
The Elf grimaced and did not meet his eyes.
As the Elf’s screams grew louder and more frantic, Khalil’s mind alternated between two distinct but equally insistent convictions: first, that this was the stupidest plan anyone had ever advised in this world or any other; second, that it was going to work.
The part of him that was a twenty-seven year-old peace activist recoiled in disgust even as the ten year-old pirate fanatic vibrated with excitement. If I live through this, he thought, I’ll have to tell my mom that all those hours glued to the History Channel weren’t wasted, after all.
Very gently, he tipped a little of the powder down the barrel of the gun. He had no way of knowing the appropriate amount to use and simply guessed; after all, if his suspicions were correct, it might not matter much in this world.
He pried the moldering leather bag out from under the skeleton’s arm and reached inside. A few dozen lead balls clinked together under his fingers, along with a little bundle of greasy cloth. With trembling fingers, he tore off a square of fabric and wrapped it around one of the bullets. Like a swaddled baby, he thought grimly, and pushed it down the barrel until it was nestled snugly over the gunpowder.
Almost ready, he thought. He dropped a pinch of powder into the flashpan on the top of the gun, flicked the frizzen back into position, and rose to his feet.
“Step away from the Fabio impersonator,” he said, kicking the rotten door off its hinges. “Or I will shoot you with my gun.”
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THIS WAS SUPPOSE TO BE PHOTOSHOP GODS BE DAMNED
I recall seeing something about those actualy being lips that looked like teeth
I want wearing masks to become normalized
Like so normalized that people stop buying medical masking and start buy cloth and gas masks that are supposed to match their clothes and have like 10 of them because it’s a normal part of someone’s wardrobe except for actual doctors
Like so normalized that taking off your masks outside of your house or in a food or medical setting in front of someone would be considered a love confession
Imagine the anime potential
Funfact about wasps, only females have stingers
Because it’s an ovipositor
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to give me anxiety over zebras. If you succeed, I will donate a randomized amount of money (from $10 to $99) to your patreon. If you fail, you will have to live with the knowledge that you did not make me anxious (and I get some cool new zebra facts that I didn't know before). Do you accept? [Y] [N]
this is what we’re doing now, huh? custom ordered anxiety? you know what fine. fine. let’s talk zebras.
first of all i don’t know why you wouldn’t be anxious about zebras. a zebra will happily kill you. they will bite off your hand and fucking laugh. they are filled to bursting with aggression & spite. i know they usually get a pass bc ‘haha stripey horse so goofy ’ but. this is a species that regularly survives harsh conditions while being hunted by apex predators so. they’ve got a dark side.
you know how dogs are domesticated and wolves aren’t? horses are domesticated. zebras are not. i don’t think it’s biologically or ethically possible to domesticate a zebra in any meaningful way. we’ve tried it, it doesn’t fucking work. this is because zebras are angry violent fucks with horrifyingly strong legs. they will happily break a human jawbone with one single graceful kick. they occasionally murder lions in this manner. yes i know it is provoked and self-defensive. yes, i know they don’t actually eat the lions they kill. no, this does not in any way make me more comfortable with the concept of a stupid fucking striped horse that occasionally kills lions. they also sometimes kick each other to death but anyone who knows anything about zebras will finds utterly unsurprising.
in general, zebras have terrific senses of sight, hearing, smell and taste, which supports my budding theory they can smell fear. also they have night vision. that’s just a fun fact, there’s no reason that should induce anxiety. unless you’re thinking of facing off w/ a zebra at night. which i don’t recommend. bc, you know, angry murder horses.
also zebras don’t have black stripes. the’re black with white stripes. that’s not creepy, it just pisses me off. two more things:
1. i won’t be discussing this in detail but i’ve been developing a theory that zebras fill the same evolutionary niche that clowns & mimes fill in the hominid kingdom. tell me that’s not fucking face paint:
for safety reasons i will not expound on this.
2. there’s a theory zebra stripes use motion dazzle to confuse predators. i get so overwhelmed picturing it. imagine being a predator, crouched on the savanna floor, your prey grazing at the watering hole. all is peaceful, all is calm. you are the most dangerous creature present. so you assume. when all of a sudden our are thrust into a dizzying monochrome swirl of spinning stripes, your heightened senses obscured by a rising cloud of dust and the thundering of angry hooves! you jerk around in panic, but are surrounded! surrounded by the trembling blur!
all this to say, i’m working on a short fic portraying what it might be like to be stampeded by mimes.
anyway next time you think of zebras, imagine their beady little eyes, their strong, strong jaw muscles. imagine approaching a zebra like a fool. imagine sticking your hand out to offer it a sugar cube. now imagine how many fingers you would have left, after that experience. there you go, there’s your zebra-induced anxiety. patreon is here. i have to go finish writing about being swarmed by a mime horde. gaudy OUT
My mom was born and raised in South Africa and if there’s one thing she’s taught me, it’s that the herbivores can fuck you up wayyyy worse than the carnivores.
You see if a carnivore sees you strollin around, you could be very screwed. Like don’t get me wrong, they can and will very much rip you to shreds. But they could be full. If they’re full, they’re not gonna waste their energy on some scrawny human with no nutritional value. They know they’re dangerous, they don’t get hunted. Unless they’ve got cubs or you’re really intruding, they’ll probably at most just slink away.
Herbivores though? Those fuckers are on red alert CONSTANTLY. If it hurts, or could hurt, it needs to go. You stroll past a hippo? Fuckin rip mate see you in the afterlife. Hell, even crocodiles won’t fuck with that.
Giraffes and Zebras? Those legs may look scrawny but they carry those bitches away from fuckin cheetahs. You get kicked with that and you’re toast even without taking into account the hoof.
I mean fuck, even Elephants. Most people think of them as intelligent and humanize them. They’re so smart right? This one went back to humans for help! They must be good right? Wrong. You get too close and they’ll trample your ass 6 feet into the ground. Especially if they’ve had problems with humans before.
The majority of folks seem to understand that the carnivores are dangerous, and they know to avoid some select herbivores (hippos, rhinos) but few people really get that every single animal in Africa can and will fuck you up if they feel like they need to. Regardless of whether or not they’ll take a bite afterwards.
Zebras Experience Anxiety, This Makes Them More Dangerous Than Apex Predators
One of the zoo’s I frequent had to remove the zebras from the communal savannah because they kept murdering the smaller gazelles.
it was probably unkind of me to laugh quite so hard at the last comment
Not an anxiety inducing fact but researchers have cameras that read zebra stripes like barcodes in order to count/differentiate them in herds
Ok that last bit is AWESOME actually
I’m pretty sure zebras technically count as donkeys
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conservatives really tried to get away with that “being gay is unnatural” bullshittery huh
bruh, 90% of giraffe sex is gay, ostriches are more attracted to humans than other ostriches, tiny frogs make homes in elephant dung, 50% of orangutans have fractured bones from falling off so many damn trees, and most animals can be hypnotized. nature is the most unnatural thing ever and being queer is very run-of-the-mill compared to the nonsense most species get up to. learn to deal, bigot
ya know what yeah, i’m counting it
There was a what
oh yeah, that’s totally a thing
In 1912 British Antarctic explorers discovered that penguins engage in gay sex, and also “promiscuity, infidelity, and even prostitution.” A zoologist wrote a manuscript but it was marked “not for publication.” A British natural history museum hid it away for a century before it was rediscovered.
fun fact the manuscript referred to the penguins as “hooligans”
At this point I’m pretty sure being genuinely completely straight is actually a Sort of rare occurrence in most non hermaphroditic species( because they don’t count)With the rest of them being gay or bi or ace or what have you, but those few straight individuals also happen to be like extremely horny most of the time, I’m pretty sure there was a study about this in a certain species of bats or something
hey ya’ll ever seen the inside of a manga pit
Is a manga pit another word for a neckbeard nest?
first of all i very obviously meant mango pit but now i’m cackling too violently to post the pic
I was thinking of something among the lines of a laundry chair but for mangas that you finished reading but won’t sort
d. did you just call a laundry basket a LAUNDRY CHAIR. what are you british or something???
no shut up a laundry chair is that one chair you keep in your bedroom and throw laundry on top of. no one plans to have a laundry chair but we all inevitably do
And then it scares the shit out of you at 3am because you think there’s a person there
this post is a fucking train wreck, have a mango pit
The mango pit that’s unopened takes up like most of the mango and it’s worse than avocados
Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.
why is it that not more than 1/20 of Tumblr haven’t reblogged this
Please do not allow your child free range of the internet until they are about 16, allow them to access the internet with supervision around age 10-14, and brief them on internet safety beforehand, that said please don’t allow your 11 year old on tumblr
some animals should be bigger
Like which animals do you think should be bigger?
I want a spider I can carry around like a chihuahua
Same tho
