Cat-People From Space!

Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk // Rufus Wainwright

Two identical infants lay in the cradle. “One you bore, the other is a Changeling. Choose wisely,” the Fae’s voice echoed from the shadows. “I’m taking both my children,” the mother said defiantly.

Once upon a time there was a peasant woman who was unhappy because she had no children. She was happy in all other things – her husband was kind and loving, and they owned their farm and had food and money enough. But she longed for children.

She went to church and prayed for a child every Sunday, but no child came. She went to every midwife and wise woman for miles around, and followed all their advice, but no child came.

So at last, though she knew of the dangers, she drew her brown woolen shawl over her head and on Midsummer’s Eve she went out to the forest, to a certain clearing, and dropped a copper penny and a lock of her hair into the old well there, and she wished for a child.

“You know,” a voice said behind her, a low and cunning voice, a voice that had a coax and a wheedle and a sly laugh all mixed up in it together, “that there will be a price to pay later.”

She did not turn to look at the creature. She knew better. “I know it,” she said, still staring into the well. “And I also know that I may set conditions.”

“That is true,” the creature said, after a moment, and there was less laugh in its voice now. It wasn’t pleased that she knew that. “What condition do you set? A boy child? A lucky one?”

“That the child will come to no harm,” she said, lifting her head to stare into the woods. “Whether I succeed in paying your price, or passing your test, or not, the child will not suffer. It will not die, or be hurt, or cursed with ill luck or any other thing. No harm of any kind.”

“Ahhhhh.” The sound was long and low, between a sigh and a hum. “Yes. That is a fair condition. Whatever price there is, whatever test there is, it will be for you and you alone.” A long, slender hand extended into her sight, almost human save for the skin, as pale a green as a new leaf. The hand held a pear, ripe and sweet, though the pears were nowhere ripe yet. “Eat this,” the voice said, and she trembled with the effort of keeping her eyes straight ahead. “All of it, on your way home. Before you enter your own gate, plant the core of it beside the gate, where the ground is soft and rich. You will have what you ask for.”

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I'm looking back at random things I was taught as a kid by various adults and media and. did nobody bother to factcheck anything? was that just not an option or

Could you please name one?

swallowed chewing gum takes years to digest, blue veins are blue bc deoxygenated blood is blue, fossil fuels are made from dinosaurs, feeding bread to birds is fine, mice like cheese, carrots are good for your eyes, cleopatra was a sultry seductress, bulls can see the color red, corsets were uncomfortable and caused deformities, glass is a slow-moving liquid which is why old window panes are uneven at the bottom, tomato juice gets rid of skunk smells, young einstein failed math class, eating before swimming increases your risk of cramps and drowning, cracking your knuckles causes arthritis, iron maidens were used as torture devices, the earth's core is molten rock, and basically anything at all whatsoever to do with the myth of thanksgiving

they said name ONE-

bats are blind, diamonds are made of coal, the dark side of the moon is dark, the sun is yellow, lightning doesn't strike twice, columbus landed in the u.s., medieval europeans believed the world was flat, piranhas eat human flesh, goldfish have no long-term memory, porcupines can shoot their quills, people often swallow spiders in their sleep, wolves howl at the moon, humans only have 5 senses, sore muscles are caused by a buildup in lactic acid, and rust causes tetanus!

actually imma just leave this here

the fact i was told like 99% of those-

Well, shit.

Mary Sue but a compliment

This girl is powerful and loved by everyone. And why shouldn't she. She should be allowed to have fun and be super overpowered

Example: Barbie

disability and class are inherently linked. the disabled are pushed into kind of a permanent underclass. poverty creates chronic illness and chronic illness creates poverty. there is no inherent conflct between the workers' struggle and the struggle against ableism. we are the same people, working through the pain or unable to work and thus plunged into destitution. out of sick days. testing blood sugar in breakrooms or unable to afford gluten free food.

A hero in more ways than one

I NEVER KNEW THAT

Always always reblogging this if I see it on my dashboard

blah blah aging tumblr population etc etc if you are ever visiting a family that just had a baby, and you know that they have other small children, bring a little toy for each of the other kids. it doesn’t have to be anything fancy, but even the most charitable, well-behaved child starts feeling left out after the nth visitor brings gifts and attention for their parents and baby sibling and isn’t there for them at all, especially since their parents have probably been completely consumed with the new baby. make their day and they will remember that bit of kindness and attention from you forever.

#that little bat has no clue that it is embodying halloween right now #because it does not understand what holidays are #it does however #understand what pumpkins are #as it can eat those #it cannot eat halloween #bats

I needed your tags I’m sorry.

it cannot eat halloween…

Trans Men: hey we have this cool new term to describe how we have experienced oppression unique to our transness and our experiences. *Everyone in their fucking mother*: HOW DARE YOU SAY TRANS WOMEN AREN”T OPPRESSED

meanwhile people are literally describing trans men being killed at a *lesser rate* to trans women as “whimsical”.

Yall really just out here, misgendering us, calling our deaths whimsical, then going “but yall hate trans women” when that’s not at all the definition of the word, or the purpose of the conversation it was created to have.

Transandrophobia is literally the unique oppression of trans men. Trans women can’t really oppress us? They can just commit lateral aggression (assuming ofc all other factors are the same) lateral aggression is still aggression. *Its still harm done no matter who the lateral aggressor is*

Anyway I’m tired of being told my experience as a trans man doesn’t matter because I’m alive. 

I’m tired of the *aggression I’ve experienced for being a trans man is less valid because i’m breathing*

Do yall not realize how *fucked up that is* Because i do.

And as a disabled person, highkey it screams of people who tell me to stop *fighting for my rights to be seen and recognized because i’m not that bad off i’m not visibly crippled yet*

Transandrophobia comes from the same place as any other oppression on an axis. And I quite frankly find the Terms “tme/tma” not very useful when discussing two things. Because trans misogyny is *different* from transandrophobia.

Harm done by hypervisibility (which is what a lot of transmisogyny is) is harm done. But being invisible isn’t a fucking shield. Being invisible just means we’re killed more quietly and swept under the rug.

Cis men are afraid to report crimes because of fear of being emasculated. This statistic does carry over to trans men. Unreported crimes, are still fucking crimes. No one would dare say differently for any other group.

Stop dismissing us. We are part of the fucking conversation. We are here. We are queer. We’ve *been here* we’ve been quietly forced out and erased.

We deserve better. Trans people deserve better.

Also our invisibility is quickly going away, with people like Abigail Shrier focusing almost all of her attacks at trans men and being incredibly visible while doing so. A bunch of the laws trying to ban transition in the US include a focus on “protecting” trans men’s “fertility.” Yes, trying to force trans men to have children isn’t the same as killing us, but it’s still really serious and shouldn’t be downplayed, especially since forcibly detransitioning people or putting up barriers to transition contributes to suicides, and trans men do commit suicides at higher rates.

It’s not a competition, we shouldn’t have to try to prove we just it equally as bad to be allowed to be an equal part of the community.

“Trying to force [transmascs] to have children isn’t the same as killing us”

Uh… yes it is. It really is.

We need to stop downplaying the risks of pregnancy, including the risks of postpartum suicide, which is the leading cause of death in gestational parents. Forcing someone to carry a pregnancy is incredibly risky, changes their bodies forever, and is absolutely the same as killing us, because not all of us are going to make it out the other side alive.

Just because violence is medicalized and hiding under the guise of “protecting life” or “protecting transmasc fertility” or whatever doesn’t mean it isn’t physical violence directed at trans people because they are trans. It absolutely is.

Medical abuse is physical abuse and forced pregnancy kills people. Don’t qualify it.

First Alex Jones getting his shit fucked in court and now Trump getting raided by the FBI what a wonderful week this has been

There are many new friends on the archive, and many are young and have only known social media, which is why I wanted to say something!

Ao3 does not have an algorithm! It isn't a social media site, it's an archive.

Posting fics on Tumblr isn't the same as posting fics on Ao3

Ao3 is like a giant virtual bookshelf, and everyone is able to add their own stories to the bookshelf, all stored with different tags and different fandoms. Works are automatically sorted by newest to oldest, but filters, looking at bookmarks, and using the search function can change that.

Certain works are not pushed to the top like social media posts. More kudos and reads don't push a single work to more viewers by some algorithm. Unless otherwise filtered, works will be at the top of the page based on how recent it was posted.

Smaller fandoms get less views, less kudos, less bookmarks, and larger fandoms get more simply because of the number of people inside the fandom.

Ao3 is a giant virtual bookshelf- there is no algorithm, and there is no man behind the shelf pushing certain books forward.

Happy reading, and if you'd like to have more people notice a fic, why not share it with them! Send a dm to a fandom friend and it might turn into one of their favorite fics!

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[video description: a pile of kittens are in their holding pen on a soft fleece blanket, napping. A high-pitched voice from the person holding the camera says, “Hiiii!”

One kitten wakes up and gives a high pitched “MEW!”

the off-screen voice: “Hiiii babies!”

This has now awoken the kitten pile; they are untangling from themselves and all mewing, loudly, for attention from the person holding the camera.

This person keeps repeating, “Hi babies!” and “what are you up to?” as they continue mewing and going towards her voice

/end video description]

Press play, the audio is worth it.

Bruce: Dracula had it right, sleep all day, live alone in a castle, and explode into bats to get out of all social situations.

What a year this week has been.

It’s Monday.

It sure as hell is.

The earlier in the day Monday you reblog the funnier this gets