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comicaurora

more unwinding!

sunbutch

if you call women “females” i automatically do not trust or like you

cryptic-crassulaceae

you really wont like the military then buddy

sunbutch

jokes on you, i already hate the military

vicholas

not really a fan of the amount of people here who now hear “war crime” and immediately think “fun meme term”

vicholas

A good part of the tumblr userbase understands that rape jokes are bad, they understand that using “rape” and “rapist” as “funny quirky meme words” is fucked up and bad.

But at the same time we’ve reached a weird paradigm where a lot of people who understand that consider “war crime” and “war criminal” to be Funny Quirky Meme Words without realizing that war crimes very much includes rape!! It very much includes rape of all kinds in all kinds of scales!

It includes doing the most heinous things against children, it includes a wide range of the most heinous things. Just read the definition of war crime.

Why is it that you think that rape jokes are unacceptable but war crimes jokes are funny and cute and harmless?

Isn’t it trivializing of actual war crimes the amount of people in this site who now have the immediate reaction on their brain to thing of “war crime” as Funny Meme like a Pavlovian response?

Is it too weird that I think that this is fucked up?

vicholas

Man.

vicholas

I just wanna say, when I originally wrote this post I remember wondering if maybe the reason why people have different reactions to rape jokes and war crimes jokes had to do with people being largely ignorant about what war crimes entail.

Now it has gotten increasingly clear to me that it has less to do with ignorance and everything to do with people not thinking of war crimes as something “real” the same way they think of rape. Rape is something that can happen to them, within their communities. War crimes on the other hand are something that happens to other people, to other countries, therefore they don’t even register it as “real”. People treat it as some sort of imaginary concept because the victims don’t even register as real to them.

himbodiaz

would y’all ever date someone with the same name as you?

hmslusitania

I’m sorry for adding directly to a post but I went to a wedding once where the groom’s name was Loren and the bride’s name was Lauren and at the end the officiant was all “introducing Loren [surname] and Lauren [surname], husband and wife” and the entire assembled lost it

tevankinkley

also sorry for adding on but at my high school there was a Dominic and a Dominique who were dating and everyone just called them “Dom and Dommer” which is honestly the funniest shit ever

faerytale-wings

My parents are both named Terry (spelled differently) but I’m pretty sure that’s one of the reasons my mom never changed her last name.

People would call and ask for Terry and child me would be like “boy or girl?” And they’d panic and hang up. My mom found this endlessly amusing.

tungledotfuck

Why would you leave this GOLD in the tags??

faerytale-wings

Had to submit it to the tags for peer review

#I wouldn't date the other person with the same name as me both because I am aro and more amusingly because there is literally only one #count 'em One other person I'm aware exists who shares my name

respectissexy

Since I'm therapist-posting recently:

Legitimately self-compassion is the biggest mental health life hack of all time. I'm NOT talking about self-esteem. You do NOT have to like yourself one bit. You don't have to believe that you're a good person who deserves good things. You just have to believe that you're a person who deserves the things all people deserve.

You can't get from "I'm the Worst" to "I'm a worthy and lovable person" without passing through "I'm just a regular fuckup like everybody else."

Try it on. If you're really addicted to being mean to yourself, you can start by framing it as I'm Not Special. Embrace being a regular fuckup like everybody else.

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

I think grim reapers should wear little hats

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

I don't remember where I was going with this but I stand by it. give grim reapers big ole straw farmer's hats!

purple--starrrs

By the way it's like. Really fucked how society's thoughts on epilepsy is just "get over it." Seizures can cause permanent brain damage. Seizures can kill people. Seizures hurt like hell. Allow me to reiterate that seizures can kill people. And you're just gonna casually put flashing lights, a common trigger for seizures in your advertisement, in your animation meme, in your edit, on your billboards, without even thinking about putting a simple disclaimer? That's unbelievable. Your little anime edit could deadass cost a life and you're not gonna put a warning because it's "inconvenient" or "people like that shouldn't be on the internet" (ableist) (the problem exists outside the internet also). Or you'll give insufficient ones like putting it in the captions or only giving like one second before the flashing lights appear, meaning that the trigger's already in motion before anyone who needs the warning can read it and save themselves from literal physical danger.

We need to start commenting under other people's posts about how to properly warn for flashing lights and eyestrain. We need to be emailing and calling companies about their possibly triggering advertisements that could induce seizures. We need to stop tolerating ableism and start speaking up for the more vulnerable.

Also, stop putting epilepsy warnings. That's like saying "warning: schizophrenia" on a post including unreality or "warning: dyslexia" on a post with a typing quirk. First off, the disability mentioned isn't the only group of people that this could trigger. Second, it doesn't truly get the message across and instead makes it worse for those with the disability-- scrolling through the epilepsy tag on Tumblr should get you to view the content of other epileptic people, but no, you just get a bunch of flashing lights and eyestrain, even though you could instead tag for, oh I dunno, flashing lights and eyestrain.

Anyways this Disability Pride, and for every month that comes after, think about epileptic people and others who are triggered by flashing lights/eyestrain. Happy pride to those who experience seizures too frequently due to the unaccommodating and ableist societies we live in!

pissmutt69

Thinking about V2 again. Only a machine of war in that it precludes her from being an effective machine of peace. Only a machine of peace in that it precludes her from being an effective machine of war. My blorbo’s design philosophy is so woefully inconsistent and she doesn’t even knowwwwwww.

birdturgular

anarchocuntboogaloo

HE 👏 WENT 👏 LOOKING 👏 FOR 👏 TROUBLE 👏

2urban2fantasy-deactivated20241

The euros fail to consider the form: it’s not Johnny’s hubris that is the subject of the song. It’s the devil’s, who thinks his power is worth more than simple love for a craft

aethersea

neither americans nor the modern era have any sort of monopoly on one-upping the devil. one of the oldest european folk tales is The Smith and the Devil, in which a smith makes a deal with the devil for his soul and when the devil comes to collect, the smith tricks him into leaving him alone forever. tricking that bastard is an old and storied tradition.

aethersea

"average person who makes a deal with the devil is dragged to hell after 10 years" factoid actually just statistical error. average person who makes a deal with the devil uses their new hellish gifts to outwit the old bastard so they can keep both gifts and soul for the rest of their long and prosperous lives. faust, who bargained for knowledge of all things and then wasted his 10 years chasing a girl who wasn't all that into him, is an idiot and should not have become the cornerstone of modern understanding of the trope.

feyosha

lyricwritesprose

As someone who used to play a little bit of fiddle before illness forced me to mostly move to less rigorous ways of making music, the song is deeper than you'd think. See, the Devil's performance has a lot more fancy tricks in it. It's a display of technique. It's the contest entry of a show-off, first and foremost. And while Johnny has plenty of pride, arguably more than is good for him, he goes up against the Devil with a selection of classic tunes, things that he probably learned from his Papaw on a back porch while other relatives and friends accompanied on guitar or banjo or washtub bass. Johnny is celebrating tradition here. He's celebrating family. He is celebrating, dare I say it, Georgia—the ordinary people of Georgia, the poor people of Georgia, the folks who may not have had much, but sometimes music and family are what you need. The Devil loves the sound of his own fiddle, but Johnny loves fiddling.

There is a thread that runs through certain American stories where someone with a high degree of technical knowledge but no real passion or warmth gets their ass whupped by someone whose pure love for their craft shines through. "You've Gotta Have Heart," as the song says—weirdly enough, that's from a story about the Devil screwing up as well. So, yes, "The Devil Went Down To Georgia," is a very American story, and it's a very Southern story (music is Important, y'all) but it also follows a long tradition of the Devil getting beaten like a punk because he underestimated the hell out of some random human. It's a lot of things.

mimosa-sexypeople-contests-2026

Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Final Round

Senshi (Dungeon Meshi)

Ryland Grace (Project Hail Mary)

Mr. Ant Tenna (Deltarune)

Voting ended onJul 20

Tenna art by @9Aaaalt29 on twt

fwugradiation

“And if you’ll give me 40% of the MOST POPULAR VOTE, I’ll give you my SPECIAL REWARD... A year’s supply of NON-GLOOBY SLIME!!! Never or BARELY used!!!” Tenna concluded his speech with a huge smile, jetting his hands up in double peace signs.

The crowd roared in confused enthusiasm as Tenna gave a gracious flurry of low-FPS bows, pausing only for the occasional stink-nose at his audience plants who weren’t throwing enough 3D roses.

Eventually, the room fell silent. It was Senshi’s turn to speak.

He puffed out his chest, took a long, sweeping look over the audience… and shook his head.

“I can see not all of you are eating properly.”

The crowd murmured with embarrassment.

“I don’t know who needs to hear this, but it’s time to take the turkey out of your icebox. I have seen the ingenious technology with which your people store food... and I have also seen the waste which results from such convenience.

“The food you take had a life. Beasts grew fat on the grass of the field, plants grew from the sun’s rays, and mushrooms grew from minerals in the cracks of caves. And yet, it sits in your iceboxes, collecting moisture until it perishes.

“Eat what is given to you. Because its life will make you stronger, too.”

Without another word, Senshi left his podium and stepped away from the stage. The crowd murmured in confusion. “Is he really like that?” somebody said. “I only remember reblogging the photosets of him tripping and showing ass.”

Back in the Green Room, Tenna wrung his antennas nervously.

“Y-y-you think they liked me!? They HAD to!! I mean, I don’t know what Asgore was thinking, getting that weird haircut and running that food waste campaign, but… YOU thought I did good, didn’t you, Kris?”

Laios nodded aggressively, a streak of blue face paint peeling from his forehead.

“You did AMAZING, Tenna! By the way, now that we’ve seen all your insider campaign secrets, do you have any more videos of Susie? Especially her tail... If I could get a look at that, I could finally tell if she’s a dinosaur or --”

THWACK. Fake antlers butted Laios’s head.

“LAIOS?? Weren’t we dressed up to help SENSHI???” Marcille hissed, gesturing awkwardly with her hooves.

Suddenly, Tenna turned to the two adventurers.

“Hey, WAIT a second. SOMETHING’s not right here...”

Laios and Marcille held their breath.

“Where the heck are my POINTS!?”

Just then, the door opened. Chilchuck took one step into the room, whistling and holding a large bag.

Everyone turned to him.

Chilchuck paused, took a step backwards, and closed the door.

“CHILCHUCK!!!” yelled Tenna.

“How come Chilchuck got to stay Chilchuck!?” yelled Marcille at the same time.

Meanwhile, in outer space somewhere, some guy was making out with a rock.

the-average-gatsby

how do you tell the difference between a chemist and a plumber

the-average-gatsby

ask them to pronounce “unionized”

aqueerkettleofish

The worst part of this is that I stared at it for a minute knowing without DOUBT that it was funny, and I just wasn’t getting the joke, and by the time it hit me, the shame outweighed the humour.

magic-and-moonlit-wings

Unionized, chemistry: pronounced un-eye-on-ized, meaning “lacking ions or ionic bonds”. (Ion: an atom or molecule with a net electric charge due to the loss or gain of one or more electrons.)

Unionized, plumbing: pronounced yoon-yun-ized or you-nee-on-ized, depending on inflection, meaning “part of a workers’ union”. (Union: a group of workers who advocate for safe working conditions and fair compensation for their labour, which most often gains public attention during ‘strikes’, wherein the employees withhold their labour in protest against company management.)

danceundersparklinglights

i’m going to be really honest with you guys i think the tendency to read the absolute worst possible intentions into every action you don’t agree with is getting too automatic and it’s eating you from the inside out

seth-whumps

give it up for voice breaks everyone. round of applause for shaky whimpers, pained cries, distressed whining, keening in the back of the throat, that moment when a character tries so hard to keep talking but their voice cracks into a fluttery, weak little plea for help