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@nucleariguana / nucleariguana.tumblr.com

Hello! I am just an internaut who likes memes, animals, and fossils!  🍄 She/They Omni

masks and helmets that hides someone's face in such a way that they become the face themselves my beloved

these are all creatures to me

Angel of War, angular and strange, gleaming silver and gold, Angel of Wonder, pure and one-eyed, looking to stars new and old, Angel of Harvest, simple and hidden, bring nature's sweetness to all, Angel of Health, mysterious and fine, beacon when life starts to fall, Angel of the Deep, crooked and cage-like, guide us across the sea, Angel of Solace, protect us from evil, lead us to where we are free.

reblog this if you think the toggle for tumblr live should be permanent instead of a 7-day snooze

trying to prove something to @staff

User hostile UI design is why I left Instagram for tumblr, don’t let the UI become awful here too

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There is no reason "don't show me this thing" should be temporary, for any aspect of the UI.

  • When I set my dash to pages instead of infinite scroll, I don't have to reset it every week.
  • When I set my dash to not show "recommended posts," I don't have to reset that.
  • When I pick a color theme, it doesn't revert to the default setting once a week.

Tumblr Live should be no different. People who don't want it, should not have to keep saying so.

AND when the toggle switch says "snooze," it should be OFF. You shouldn't have to turn it ON and then BACK OFF to snooze it.

I want to give the "pakistani tribal elders react" people actual good american food

It's all fun watching these dudes eat a twinky but I really need them to know that there is good cooking made by hand with love that Americans can be proud of. Give them brisket

I love that the first American food you think of is Jewish immigrant food lmao

yeah and?? show me non-immigrant american food

No I’m. I’m happy about that I said I love it

oh a thousand pardons I've been conditioned to read that kind of message as bitter sarcasm

Honestly fair. *hands you a bagel*

Delighted to tell you all that they tried cheesecake and were utterly enamored by it

Oh FUCK yeah. We are all love cheesecake. Thank you yiffmaster

if they rebooted austin powers it would either be the most tone deaf unfunny incredibly offensive movie in years OR they'd do it right and really keep with the times in being very self aware and it would be one of the best films in decades. austin powers would be a massive support of trans rights because trans women means more women for him to shag

oh your pronouns are she/they? well baby lemme she/them titties shagadelic

austin powers discovers bisexuality and it blows his fucking mind

sub plots of the movie include him learning who he thought was a woman he previously had relations with is a trans man now and powers teaching him the ways of picking up women & powers learning he has a daughter from one of his many escapades who's accidentally followed in his footsteps to also become a spy. the two have to team up and powers struggles being a father after being absent for so long, but eventually it's revealed his daughter is a lesbian and they bond over their mutual love of shagging women

the only joke made in regards to the trans man's gender is powers going "you're a man now? now that's groovy, honey! sorry, is it still okay to call you honey?"

the trans man is revealed from powers learning about bisexuality and lamenting that he could've also been shagging men this entire time, only for the trans man to be like "well...."

instead of the usual awful transphobic joke of being disgusted powers is instead ecstatic that he's already had relations with another man and that the pressure is already off for future encounters

there's a mid credits scene of him celebrating his first planned encounter with a man and him making a comment about how he's finally been with "both" genders, where he's then informed of non-binary people existing and how there's a whole world of genders for him to explore and it freeze frames on his shocked but absolutely delighted face

My new phone refuses to accept a new alarm tone. Every night I set it to the dulcet tones of ABBA and every morning I awaken to the wretched stinging bray of something called “Radar”, which would not be so objectionable if it actually sounded like radar.

Voulez-Vous: a gentle B-minor 4/4 caress welcoming me back to the world with a pep in my step, an upbeat but inoffensive groove I can follow to consciousness without objection, everybody’s friend. A mid-tier ABBA song—good, but not so good that I’d be heartbroken if I trained myself to resent it by association. Has the line “masters of the scene” in it, which I always misheard as “masters of the sea”.

Radar: a fucking bottle smashed over my head, killing me instantly.

I swear to FUCK it’d better be Agnetha Fältskog greeting me in the morning. I don’t know how much longer I can endure the mindless industrial violence of Radar rending through my hypnopompic brain. I’m a human being! I need love and kindness! I need a woman’s touch! I need the lowest common denominator mass appeal of Swedish supergroup ABBA in my most vulnerable moment, not the ruthless assault of a weirding module unleashing a sonic attack!

Good morning.

IT WAS FUCKING RADAR AGAIN.

I cannot fix it! I cannot set my alarm to music anymore. Instead I’m going to have to settle for “motorcycle” because at least an aggressively revving engine is at a tolerable decibel.