Something, something

Sometime I post things expect no consistancy

[itsnolawluse]

request for merlaw/luffy

im ok with this

[mysticaldragontrash]

Lovely drawing, I could stare for ages.

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

“X bodily fluid is just filtered blood!” buddy I hate to break it to you but ALL of the fluids in your body are filtered blood. Your circulatory system is how water gets around your body. It all comes out of the blood (or lymph, which is just filtered blood).

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

“Okay but why is it always so chemically roundabout and unnecessarily complicated” well buddy, that’s because your blood is imitation seawater. See? It’s very simple.

[badwificonnection]

Blood is what now?

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

It’s imitation seawater what part is confusing

[badwificonnection]

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

#are you telling me#humans are just sentient aquariums? 

Buddy if anything is living in your blood (except for more parts of you) in detectable amounts then you have a serious microbial infection and need to go to the hospital.

Humans are seawater wastelands kept sterile of all but human cells, with microbial mats coating their surfaces.

[badwificonnection]

Thank you that’s…very disturbing

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

It’s not my fault you’re human.

[apatheticshipwreck]

Ok but “It’s not my fault you’re human.” Is the best comeback ever.

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

You can use it against anyone except children that you biologically helped to create.

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

#/blood is imitation seawater/ is the part that’s confusing 

Picture this: you are a Thing That Lives In The Ocean. Some kind of small multicellular animal a long time ago, before proper circulatory systems existed. “Wow,” you think, metaphorically, “it sure is difficult to diffuse chemicals across my whole body. Kinda puts a hard limit on the size and distance of what specialised organs I can have. Good thing I have all this water around me that’s the same salinity as my cells (they have to be that way so I don’t explode or shrivel up) so I can diffuse and filter chemicals with that.”

“Wait a minute,” you say a couple of generations later, because you’re not actually a small animal but an evolutionary process personified and simplified to the point of dangerous inaccuracy for the purposes of a Tumblr post, “instead of losing all these important chemicals to the water around me, how about I put it in tubes? I can keep MY water separate from the rest of the world’s water! Anything I want to keep goes in my water! Anything I don’t, I dump back into the outside water! I’m a genius! An unthinking natural trial-and-error process that’s a GENIUS!”

“Wow,” you think a great many generations later, “being able to have such control over such high concentrations of important chemicals is so great. Look how big I’m getting. I even have a special pump to move my seawater around, and these cool filter systems to keep the chemicals in it right, and that control and chemical concentration has let me grow so many energy-intensive, highly specialised organs! Being big is so hard. I need special cells just to carry my oxygen around now, to make sure my enormous, constantly-operating body has enough of it.”

At this point you are embodying a fish, and eventually, fish start straying into water with different pressures and salinity levels. (I mean, they do that since befor ehty’er fish, but… look, I’m trying to keep things simple here.) “What the FUCK,” you think. “My inside water is at a different salinity and pressure to the outside water?? How am I supposed to deal with that? I can’t have freshwater inside my seawater tubes! My cells have a set salinity and they would explode! I need to start beefing up my regulatory and filter systems so that my inside seawater STAYS SEAWATER OF THE CORRECT SALINITY even if the outside water is different! Fortunately, adding salt to my seawater is a lot easier than removing it, and I want to be saltier than this weird outside water.” At this point you beef up your liver and urinary systems to compensate for different salinities. (Note: the majority of fish, freshwater and saltwater, have a fairly narrow band of salinities they can live in. Every fish doesn’t get to deal with every level of salinity; they are evolved to regulate within specific bands.)

You also, at some point, go out on land. This is new and weird because you have to carry all of your water inside. “It’s a good thing I turned myself into a giant bag of seawater,” you think. “If I wasn’t carrying my seawater inside, how would I transport all these important chemicals between my organs and the environment?” As you specialise to live entirely outside of the water, you realise (once again) that it’s a lot easier to add salt to water than to remove it in great quantities. Drinking seawater in large amounts becomes toxic; your body isn’t specialised for removing that amount of salt. Instead, you drink freshwater, and add salts to that. The majority of your organs are, at this point, specialised for moving your seawater around, protecting it, adding stuff to it, or taking stuff out. You have turned yourself into an intelligent bag for carrying and regulating a small amount of imitation seawater, and its salinity (and your commitment to maintaining that salinity) is based entirely on the seawater that some early animals started to build tubes around a long time ago.

And that’s what a human is!

[elodieunderglass]

Well, there’s another few steps, of course.

Because at some point, operating along lines of logic that worked out perfectly so far, you did decide to be a mammal.

A mammal is a machine for adapting to Circumstances. A mammal is a tremendously resilient all-terrain life-support system, with built-in heating, cooling, respiration, and incubators for reproduction. Mammals internalise everything (grudges, eggs) and furthermore are excessively, flamboyantly wet internally. Sure, everyone’s a bag of chemicals; but mammals slosh. Mammals took the concept of an internal ocean and took it in an unnecessarily splashy direction, added aftermarket mods and a climate-control system,

and just to show off, you leaned across the metaphorical gambling table and said: “my internal ocean is so good-“

“Bullshit,” said the shark, keeping it salty (ha)

“My internal ocean is so brilliantly resilient, more so than any of YOURS,” you said, holding their attention with a digit held aloft, “that for my next trick, I shall artistically recreate the ballad of evolution as a performance. I shall craft a complex chemical ballet depicting the origin of multicellular life - using some of my own material, of course-”

“Oh, ANYONE can lay an egg,” yodel the fish, and the ray adds: “ontogeny does NOT recapitulate phylogeny!!”

And you’re like, “yeah no, it’s an artistic rendition, not a literal thing. Basically I’m going to take some cells and brew them up-“

“Like an egg.”

“Like an egg. An egg but internally.”

“Yeah,” said the viviparous reptile, “yeah, like, that can work really well. I’ve always said it’s the highest test of one’s chemical know-how. It’s a lot of work. And forget about support from your family - forget about support from your PHYLUM - all you get is criticism.”

“I’m gonna do it on purpose forever,” you said. “The highest chemical, thermoregulatory, immunological, everything-logical challenge. It’s gonna be my thing.”

“I’m with you,” said a viviparous fish, stoutly. “Representation.”

You kindly don’t point out, once again, that you’re planning to do this outside the ocean, in a range of temperatures; carrying the dividing cells in a perfect 37.5• solution of saline broth in all terrains, breathing oxygen in a complicated matter, you know, bit more difficult; but you need your allies.

“It’s solid,” says the coelacanth.

“But is it metal?” says the deep-vent organism.

“Oh, it’s metal. I will feed the young,” you say, magnificently, “on an echo of the mother ocean. The first rich feast of cellular matter, the first hunt for sustenance, the first bite they sip of our liquid planet-”

Everyone waits.

“Will be a blood byproduct. My own blood byproduct.”

Everyone looks uncomfortable.

“But,” a hagfish says carefully, “don’t you outdoorsy guys still need your blood?”

You cough and explain that if you stay wet enough internally and hydrate frequently, you should be able to produce enough blood byproduct to sustain your hellish new invention until they can eat your peers.

The outrage that follows includes questions like “is this some furry shit?” And: “milk has WATER in it?”

And you won the bet. “My inner ocean is such a perfect homage to the primordial soup that I can personally cook up an entire live hairy mammal in it. And then generate excess blood byproduct from my body and give it to the small mammal until it gets big.”

That is an absolutely bonkers pitch, by the way, and everyone thought you were a showoff, even before the opposable thumbs. When the winter came, and the winter of winters, and the rain was acid and the air was poison on the tender shells of their eggs and choked the children in the shells; when the plants turned to poison, and the ocean turned against you all; when the climate changed, and the world’s children fell to shadow; your internal ocean was it that held true. A bet laid against the changing fates, a bet laid by a small beast against climate and geography and the forces of outer space, that you won. The dinosaurs fell and the pterosaurs fell and the marine reptiles dwindled, and you, furthest-child, least-looked-for, long-range-spaceship, held hope internally at 37.5 degrees. Which is another thing that humans do, sometimes.

[i-am-worm]

Inktober 52 2022 - Week 28 - 'Bird'

Man I loved this movie! My favourite Pokémon movie as a kid. You remember right?

Kid rescues and befriends a giant (and though to be extinct) species of braviary from a poachers trap.

But a poacher gets wind there is a rare bird out there and the kid knows where she is. So he kidnaps the kid in order to find out the birds nest location and destroy her eggs (thus keeping her rare and more valuable).

So it's up to our heroes- 'The rescuers' to save this kid as well as the eagle and her eggs. Featuring nervous but brave Pikachu (Benjamin) and the beautiful and adventurous Ratata (Miss Violet) to get the job done.

...You remember right? 8>

I so could have kept going with these. I may do a couple of scenes later which had other animals about and re-imagine them as Pokémon, but I don't want to sink too much into this. Just a bit of fun, lol.

[theropodfan-deactivated20241023]

Um also i said i would be taking a backseat but consider donating to these organizations also this indigenous history month because we are quite a small community in comparison to many

This one is for poverty in mi'kmaq communities and their website offers education on the disparity people face when living on the reservations

This one is for disabled mi'kmaq peoples as accessibility is quite difficult when many of us live under the poverty & in incredibly rural areas

This one is for city natives, their goal is to branch into urban areas where our language and culture can be accessed communally

And this month if you see any first nations or i'nuk people posting their information please at least boost. Especially to LGBTQ ntvs. Thank you and happy indigenous history month ❤️

[theropodfan-deactivated20241023]

For national indigenous peoples day 🧡

[liberal-memes]

[princessnijireiki]

This is Adam Erickson, pastor at the Clackamas United Church of Christ in Milwaukee, Oregon!

[saxgoddess25]

Oh finally. A real Christian.

[b-rainrot]

[ask-the-crimson-rivers-society]

THIS.

WE NEED MORE OF THIS.

Daniel, the owner of TCRS, is under the Christian faith; and THIS is what we do. THIS. MORE. MORE OF THIS.

[mysticaldragontrash]

loud applause

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

In a series of completely unrelated coincidences, the same family moves into a haunted house, attracts the attention of a local poltergeist, purchases an evil ventriloquist dummy, activates a witch’s curse, and adopts the newborn antichrist, all in the same week.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

the parents are so distracted by the major life changes of moving to a new town & caring for a baby that they completely fail to notice.

supernatural occurrences mostly get blamed on the fact they are living in an old house they bought as a fixer upper:

of course it’s full of strange drafts and weird noises–the insulation is a mess and there’s a family of racoons in the attic

no shit the lights are flickering, the previous owners tried to do the electrical wiring themselves and now the whole place is a fire hazard

yes the ventriloquist dummy keeps appearing in strange places, Little Suzie is always leaving her toys lying around, at least this is less dangerous than the roller skates on the stairs.

and ok sure it’s a bit weird that household objects are levitating, but this town is built on a huge fault line and the realtor warned us about microearthquakes

meanwhile, the supernatural entities are all at war with their unwanted spooky roommates. at some point they get so busy terrorizing each other they forget to haunt the humans

[aquagirl555]

and the antichrist has an attentive, loving, and caring older sister to keep them happy and entertained

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

and (as previously discussed!) parents who are chill and treat the ensuing demonic events as normal childhood behavioral problems. they get the antichrist a child therapist 

[chaotic-ourple]

WHY does Tumblr always come up with the best concepts

[creativefangirling123]

Please tell me this family also adopts a cat at some point, please! Like the poor poltergeist is trying to haunt the family but everything that gets knocked over or thrown around is blamed on the cat 

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

The cat has destructive tendancies and after awhile the poltergeist is too discouraged to even bother breaking anything, bc sooner or later the cat will get around to it anyway

[autumnimagining]

Occasional messages daubed on the wall or mirror in what looks like blood are written off as the child/ren being mischievous with paints. Plus, now it’s a motivator to repaint that wall that was looking hideous anyway.

[spoonyglitteraunt]

Also one or both of the parents have ADHD

Things going missing. Have you checked in the fridge dear?

Chairs in the middle of the room. Probably forgot I was going to sweep the floor.

That banging in the wall. It triggered a long forgotten song and they are now humming in tune without thinking.

Kid suddenly talking in tongues? Darn their audio processing is bad again today. Just nod and carry on.

Time stands still, they black out for hours. What else is new? at least they’re still on time to pick up the kids from daycare.

Sudden freezing temperatures. Yeesh they clearly were too distracted to notice the temps changes, probably should turn up the heater.

Odd messages on the mirror. Huh one of us must have wanted a reminder.

So the Kid is weird? Meh what is normal anyway, we know a good therapist and some love and understanding can fix anything. They’ll grown into it. We did. The creepy doll gets treated as another beloved member of the family (the Kid thinks it is alive and it’s important to encourage imagination) to the point where it’s so confused and unable to do anything bad, because everything gets met with Parenting™ and why does being hugged all the time feel so warm?

The poltergeist can’t do anything to draw enough attention. The parents are bigger disasters of chaos than they could ever possibly be. So you know what? Fine! If they can’t be a hindrance, they’ll be aggressively helpful and make sure no things are ever forgotten in this house again. Writing reminders everywhere.

The house initially tries to creak and break and cause upset, but all it gets is one of the parents suddenly hyper-fixating on undoing whatever mess they believe a previous owner caused. And then getting decorated in pretty colours and motifs, because everyone needs a bit of dopamine. Apparently even a haunted house.

A witch’s curse? Meh nothing worse than living in the current capitalist hell scape how would they know the difference. And if there at one point happens to turn up an old woman to give ominous warnings they just assume the lady is lonely and neglected and we might as well invite her in for tea. And cake. And want to meet the kids? Before she knows it, she’s been adopted as an honorary grandmother.

And that’s how this becomes the most quirky, protective and loving household in the entire town.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

ADDAMS FAMILY ORIGINS

[sleepdepravity]

anyways, better, more wholesome brook jokes to replace his thing with panties:

him and franky will turn a scene into a musical at random moments

his sense of gentleman etiquette is outdated and so he will do things like stand whenever a lady walks into a room, run over and pick up whatever a lady drops, and randomly help ladies across the street or help them out of a vehicle without warning. it’s only a little awkward on the ship but it’s mortifying in public. sanji tries his best to teach him modern etiquette but brook is scandalized by his cursing and how he smokes in front of ladies

people will talk to him for a while. he’s actually asleep.

he gets stabbed and freaks out but the sword has gone between his ribs.

franky’s tech fuckin blows his mind and from then on he assumes that any machine or weapon he doesn’t recognize does incredibly improbable things, or expects franky to have unreasonably specific gadgets for every situation. 

robin mentions important historical events, everybody turns to brook and asks if he remembers it. even if it happened 800 years ago

that’s all i can think of for now

[inaweofdiana]

-bonus for number two: Brook running off becomes so frequent that it gets to be a problem so they have to get one of those kiddy backpack leashes for him. Ussopp, Zoro, Sanji, and Chopper have to draw straws for it -bonus bonus: one time they forget it and tie one of Luffy’s arms into a makeshift harness for Brook -Brook is unreasonably upset that he can’t play the kazoo (no lips, yohoho…) -but he CAN fill up his brain cavity with nuts or beans and use it as a maraca or to bother Zoro or Nami or smuggle food past Sanji to Luffy -in fact hiding things in Brook’s skull becomes kind of a thing. Secret special map chart? Skull. Loose vivre card? Skull. Zoro’s sense of direction? Skull. Change of earrings? Skull. I’d say it’s handy but… (no hands, yohoho…)

[sleepdepravity]

HOW DID I NOT CONSIDER EVERYBODY USING HIS SKULL AS A CUBBY

[inaweofdiana]

IT WORKS AGAINST BAD GUYS BECAUSE THEY ALL THINK WOW THE STRONG CAPTAIN OR THE CAT BURGLAR HAS THE LOOT but no its in the communal cubby with these cool spices Sanji found and Zoro’s new tin of sword polish and Chopper’s snacks lol nobody will EVER suspect

-#3 bonus if he’s actually asleep while they’ve been talking for a while it turns into a game of how many x can I fit in his eye holes before he wakes up -“I’m so cool because I’m only 45 degrees!” Alternately if you’re not a dirty American and use Celsius like people with common sense “I’m so hot because I’m 45 degrees!”

[sleepdepravity]

you’re doing so good to my post i feel like i have to also do good, and also do good to brook, i don’t think i can come up with many more good skeleton japes but golly i have to try

someone suggests hiding something in brook’s chest cavity, he gets very shy and embarrassed. especially if they need to hide a really small kid. “brook, there’s literally nothing to see” “BUT IT’S SO FORWARD 

 at one point, everybody realizes that brook is light as shit and that means zoro can pretty much just launch him into space, cue everytime they have to infiltrate some base everybody turns to him. zoro stretches his arms. brook cries.

during one of their adventures, brook finds a skeleton and decides to bring it back. he leaves it around in any manner of poses and also in all manner of funny hiding places. it gets tossed overboard after too many times of mistaken identity and accidental jump scares.

he keeps turning poetry into songs instead, and it’s especially impressive when it’s free verse.

sometimes he tries to mimic sanji’s weird-ass leg poses behind him, and ends up doing it better without any fat or muscles or skin in the way, also his legs are way longer and it looks cooler. sanji says he’s not jealous, is actually super jealous.

at some point in the future he hangs a pair of spectacles around his neck and then every time he reads something he pulls them up to his eyes and acts like he’s really peering through them and it’s so obviously a set-up for a skull joke but he never fucking says it and it drives everybody crazy.

that’s all again

[inaweofdiana]

i n c r e d i b l e omg you’re doing amazing b I don’t have anymore at the moment except for one -they’re all talking about soup and Sanji mentions he makes broth by boiling bones and one by one they all look at Brook real considering like (Brook won’t come out of the crows nest for two days)

[asexualzoro]

i reblogged this but i have additions to it so i’m reblogging it again bc id like to add

- Brook has no fucking clue what the Pirate King is. i mean, he spent 50 years in the fog. when he went in, Roger was just some rookie, i remember him mentioning once. as far as I can recall, no one ever explained to him what the Pirate King is. sure, someone could have done it over the timeskip, but why would they? after all, who hasn’t heard of the Pirate King? so,

[mysticaldragontrash]

this is now canon to me and i don’t care to hear otherwise.

[galaxy-of-fools]

Poe: *cradling BB-8 like a newborn baby and cooing at him softly*

K-2SO: *sprinting past, carrying Cassian over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes while Cassian screams*

[o-wise-corvid]

R2D2: waging a one droid war with burning oil and tasers*

[bythevay]

I have around 100 screenshots of your posts that I wanted to draw and now I am doing it!

[galaxy-of-fools]

oh my fuckign god it fumickng happened again

[mysticaldragontrash]

reflagging so i never lose this

droids are my favourite

[thehappiestgolucky]

Hi I love your hollow knight stuff especially crimson nails!!! honestly this is where i discovered that ship and i love it. anyway i was wondering what their reunion was like, either in the dream realm or in your (excellent) vigilante tiso au when everything is over and done with? you can use that as a prompt if you want im not sure how you prefer your prompts sorry.

First of all hi!!! Thank you!! Aaaa?!

That means so much!! I'm glad you enjoy my silly little stuff ;w;!! i was having a somewhat sad week so like skdjskdjs thanks skdjskdjskd

Second of all, to answer your question:

I actually wrote a little personal drabble ages ago about them reuniting in the dream realm, so idk if people wanna read that because it's old writing but if anyone actually wants to read it i might consider uploading it to Ao3 👀💦. Sooo to stick with the art theme of my account have a sketch of the hugging scene from it instead!

And about Vigilante Tiso reuniting (also thank yous sjdjdjdj) allow me to ramble for a bit with a little doodle. To note: Tiso returns Markoth's shield to him properly when Ghost decides to go to Godhome - so that the seal and spell breaks but of course, Markoth is still alive. Tiso sticks with Ghost all the way to Godhome and is the first to meet Shade Lord like the himbo he is-

The first sense that made itself known to him, was the whispering of the faded. It danced around fruitlessly in his mind as it tried to grasp onto what the sounds were, flitting in and out like a dying flame. The second sense was the cold sensation shaking his whole body, a sharp pain piercing his head as he dryly hissed. Eyes dry - he blinked rapidly as he finally raised his head to glance around at his environment. Everything was blurry - colours morphing into one inconsistent blob. Amazing.

His cheek suddenly flushed with warmth, a firm object cradling his frozen form. Instinctively, Xero leaned into it - a familiar feel of a strong hand flittering in the back of his mind. A sigh escaping, he closed his eyes, as the hand moved to lace itself around his back and pull him closer - head gently burrowing into fur. The blanket warmth draping around his body soothed the shaking, a small smile on his face. He brought his hands to rest on the fur, loosely grasping onto some tufts. Xero dared to open his eyes again, thankful that he could, at least, see shapes and colours - humming gently to himself at the familiar tone of Markoth. The moths other arm came to wrap around the ant - prompting him to glance up.

"Xero?" Markoth rasped out - voice clearly unused, yet still holding the same rumble Xero knew so well. He raised a hand, fumbling to rest his own hand against the moths cheek - thumbing it gently. He didn't need to see clearly to know how gentle the moths eyes were.

"Hey," he managed, whispering, swallowing thickly as his dry throat stung, "Missed you..."

Markoth bent down to rest his forehead against Xero's, holding the ant as close as he could.

"Missed you too..."

[mysticaldragontrash]

Awwww

[dacuslucy]

so i’ve seen this around a lot and i always felt like the version i listened to just. didn’t have everything? sO! i edited together my three favourite versions of the tik tok sea shanty! enjoy!!

(listen with headphones if possible!)

(yes i know the ending is bad oKaY-)

[mysticaldragontrash]

super cool!!!

[umbrellanumber5-deactivated2021]

.

.

This.

This is why people who stay in my life are neurodiverse like me!

[nottoolateforthegame]

Huh

[thisisnotjuli]

this!! I swear I lost like all my friendships bc of this, like I had a group of friends in hs that one day I realized "huh I haven't talked to this people in a while" and popped in to say hi and they were all awkward?? because they hadn't seen me in a while?? and that's when I realized that friendship works different for them?? I was like yeah I haven't talked to you in like four months but it's not like I've forgotten about y'all why would anything change, and they were all like we haven't talked to you in four months why are you here again acting like nothing happened? and it was really confusing for me

[mimir-bashir]

YEAH! THAT!

Also I have a thing where I just put the people on pause. If I don’t see them or contact them, my brain kinda put them in stasis. I don’t think about them nor misses them, and I stay on what I last knew about them (how they look, what they study/work). So when we meet again I’m like “wait, you’ve aged?” and I have the same familiarity with them thanI had before.

[gender-snatched]

Anyway all my mutuals I haven't messaged in forever - this is why

[nora-theteawriter]

i didn’t even know this was a thing i thought all my old friends just didn’t care anymore because they didn’t like me specifically. this feels a lot more validating, though i guess it doesn’t change the end result

[alarajrogers]

Oh. Oh, wow. This explains so much.

[justafanwarrior]

Another proof of me being neurodiverge but not having the time to go to a specialist to be sure

[mif-fi]

wait this explains so much dfjskdjfks @gerard-ways-pinky​ I’M NOT IGNORING YOU OR FORGETTING YOU WHEN WE DON’T TALK FOR A BIT I SWEAR IT’S JUST THAT I THINK EVERYTHING’S PERFECTLY NORMAL

[jessseventy-deactivated20210411]

Oh throw RSD in as well, and it tells you how fucked I am, doesn't it? Because familarity, constant, but also if there is annoything that happens I will go in circles torturing myself with trying tk figure out if they'll leave or if they're mad or hate me or whatever--social skills are lacking in thus one

[mysticaldragontrash]

well fuck. lets hop on the this explains a lot band wagon. i did not realise this was a thing

[wh40kartwork]

40K Daemon Primarchs

by Trollfeetwalker

[mysticaldragontrash]

top middle looks like a stag beetle

[velvetvetiver]

I fucking HATE what we have to do for money. I hate capitalism. I hate that we have built entire systems worshipping numbers that don’t fucking mean anything. I hate living in a world where these figures can be the difference between life and death. I hate that these numerical values are how we measure our worth. People kill for money, they work until they can barely stay standing for it, they debase themselves to the point of dehumanization just to earn a little extra. I have lost a disgusting amount of time, energy, and life to the mandatory pursuit of money in order to survive and exist with dignity. I’ve had enough.

[mysticaldragontrash]

mood

[the-bright-path-deactivated2021]

[sunshine-tattoo]

speaking as a Jewish person, this is incredibly important to me.

Christians in my experience know very little about the culture that is found within the stories of the old testament.

All of our stories are deeply rooted in the time and place that they occured.

Leviticus, for example, was when the Greeks were exploring and coming into contact with us.

They had a tradition of adult men having sexual relationships with boys (ages 12 to 17) as a form of mentorship.

The Hebrew people were like "uh no? Fucking gross." Thus it ended up in our holy texts.

Sodem and gamorah is a big one too.

The smiting that happened there wasn't because of homosexuality, but rather the nonstop eating, drinking, and fucking to the point of ruin.

Basically everyone was so busy with pleasure that the rest of the aspects of life no longer mattered to them. this was both a spiritual disaster and a very literal one for people outside the city who depended on it for goods and services.

so the two stories that Christians hold as anti gay evidence can be summed up in two parts:

- Pedophilia is fucking evil.

- You can't be selfish and just party all the time because then your community will fall apart.

So yeah we have never seen gay stuff as bad and neither did your homie Jesus.

also. We have words in Hebrew for several different genders and many scholars believe that King David was gay.

Peace out, fuckos.

[kingrudegyalchina]

“Why don’t you guys just get the fuck over it ” - Becky voice .

“Why are you resisting ? Be peaceful .”

Don’t ever let this post die . *Good history Twitter pg to follow *

[africa-will-unite-deactivated20]

“It was a long time ago get over it” Jim voice.. Cough, only 54 years ago for Kenya 🇰🇪, 55 years for Jamaica, 70 years ago for India, 50 years ago Aboriginal people weren’t counted as people, they were under the Flora and Fauna Act…

[blaineys-boogie-shoes]

Not to mention the aboriginal stolen generation where children were literally taken from their families and given to white families to “assimilate” them and it’s still terrible the gap between white Australians and indigenous Australians.

[classicalcassiopeia]

Because we dont talk enough about this in the UK, especially not in schools. It is, at best, glossed over if mentioned at all. 

[obaewankenope]

The Boer War wasn’t discussed until I was in college and even then it was only a brief “hey this happened” kind of thing. I’ve been bitching about this country’s eugenic, genocidal history since I could read.

[critter-of-habit]

“Do not give the baby your lightsabers.” “He’s older than me, Mando, he should have some training!”

Bonus Bo:

[dlm4]

@blackkatmagic

[mysticaldragontrash]

lookit his little arms!!!

[chaoticautie]

me: *saying "WHAT?" seven times to someone giving me coherent face-to-face verbal directions*

also me: *hears a faint noise and randomly lifts head like a deer* hey did u guys hear that??? wtf how could you not hear it-

[thebaconsandwichofregret]

Gotta love an ADHD/Autism solidarity post

[mysticaldragontrash]

ayyyyyy