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they're still terming random transfems as i type this i see which does make quite a statement doing this today specifically

puppetstuffing

watched three girls who reblogged its new blog mutual aidpost (made literally 15 minutes ago) already disappear from its notifs. transfems are not included in their pride :/

puppetedlove

:)

puppetvictim

:)

tamamowand

QUITE the statement to be nuking transfems at the current accelerated pace right at the start of pride month like this, isn't it

ouroborosorder

I’m sorry I support all jokes but cave johnson would not be supportive of trans women

ouroborosorder

Due to a recent accident in the labs, the boys downstairs have found a way to turn men into women. Amazing breakthrough, and we wish you all luck on your transition. And your job hunt. You’re all fired. Sorry boys, nothing against you. We just don’t need women around here trying to clean up the lab while the men are trying to do real work. Cave out.

#portal #he would fucking say that

dinomintz

Not sure what happened to Navi in the end. My headcanon is that fairies for quests + healing "move on" after they fulfill their role for angst (but also because I can't imagine Navi leaving unless she had to?? that's her boy??), but regardless, I imagine Navi would dance around the topic of her departure.

Even after Link's coming of age journey, while there is a part of him that knows he will likely never see Navi again, he's still got that child-like whimsy his fairy will come back. She never said goodbye, after all.

#loz #oot

drtrinitysantos

sdxfcgvzdxfcgvhzdxfcgvhbjnkmlcgvhbjnk science

dizzyhslightlyvoided

#the reason that lab safety regulations are the way they are is because literally all chemists are like this #as in 100% of them #no exceptions (via @prokopetz)

copperbadge

My grandfather got the GI bill after the war and decided to become a chemist. He was a year into his degree when he spilled something on himself in the lab. The way he told it, he watched whatever it was start to dissolve the leather apron he was wearing, thought about what it might be doing to his lungs, and after calmly removing the apron, became an architect instead. I think chemists are Like That because the sane ones all self-selected out of the pool.

crazy-pages

My solid state physics professor in undergrad was an experimental ferromagnetic metallurgist on a shoestring budget. If you're not familiar with this field, this means she regularly handled magnets that could and had broken her bones when they slipped, and also home-built open-air radio furnaces that would have a dropped quarter halfway to slag before it hit the bottom. She once built a lock-in amplifier from a hubcab she found in the parking lot, a toy car motor, a flashlight, and a light sensor, and it didn't just work, it worked well. Her lab contained precautions against things like "the potential of an ever-expanding pool of death" and "actual fucking lava".

"Metal" would be an apt term for her, if only it wasn't too mild to describe her. This woman was casting lead ballast under her father's supervision to go sailing on a stormy lake when she was 8. She was one of the first women to be allowed in her grad school engineering program. She and her friend organized a 10 year long hostile takeover of our physics department's hiring committee and then spent the next 20 years systemically hiring decent and diverse people while driving out the bigoted assholes, driven by sheer bare-knuckled spite and an absolutely unbreakable will.

And I will never forget the horror with which she once described the insanity that is chemists. Back when she'd worked in industry, she'd had a crucible with a metal residue on the inside which she just could not scrub out. So she went to one of the company's chemists for help, figuring he'd know what to do.

And the fucking madman, in defiance of all sense and reason, pulled out a fucking squirt bottle of hydrofluoric acid from his desk drawer, spritzed it in the crucible, wiped it out with a rag and a stir rod, and gave it back to her. He then offered her the squirt bottle to take.

My professor - one of the most inspiringly hardcore people I've ever met - had a haunted expression on her face as she told us she had declined. But that the madman had simply smiled, shrugged, put the bottle away, and told her that it was no trouble, if she ever needed a crucible cleaned again just come on back.

Chemists, she explained to us, scare her.

#i mean #HF is a weak acid #it's not like he had NaOH or something

lobsterflaws

This is a Love Story

#slay the princess #queue called?

elvenangels

Happy pride to all the fellow sickos, may a “should kink belong at pride” thinkpiece never cross your dash this year

aco-mist

"Not one for small talk, are you?"

"Nope."

#slay the princess #queue called?

prokopetz

When a video game boss glitches out the very first time you fight it, that kind of colours your perspective no matter how many times you do it "correctly". I once fought a final boss where I hit it once and it shot straight up into the air and just never came back down, and as far as I'm concerned that's the canon ending.

innerchildabortionclinic

your cat was an honor to see in the window

batshit-auspol

Here's our most requested item: Bob Katter's same-sex marriage speech, in all its unhinged glory

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indigo6f00ff

POV you're apotheosis

#slay the princess #queue called?

xenosaurus

this may be my age showing but I am a passionate supporter of wires. earbuds? put a leash on those things. wireless keyboard? no, it needs to hold hands with the computer. the ps5 controller I forgot to charge has the staying power of a wealthy nonagenarian with a much younger wife and 14 life insurance policies, but the controller plugged into my pc? that baby will outlive my bloodline. my ethernet cable is like a son to me.