#I hate excretory systems

[utterentropy]

This week on Soul/Cameron learning id biology (the hard way): acid blood

So, literally just after creating the post about id biology, other owner of the AU and I came up with ids having acidic blood that essentially digests anything it touches and magically gives the id sustenance.

Why does this happen? Well, ids don't have excretory systems nor intestines; the food/drink is partially digested in the stomach, then fully "absorbed" by the blood, which is in and of itself extremely corrosive. How do they get sustenance from something no longer in their body? Why, magic, duh!

Once the food itself is completely destroyed by the blood, the blood is removed through "bleeding", as Heart and Mind call it, in which they essentially cut open apart of their body and allow it to bleed, which is completely harmless and helps prevent an abundance of useless life force.

They also are capable of only surviving off oxygen, water, or food, however require much more of it in order to only subsist off of one of those alone. This is much more easily done by only subsisting off of two of them, but requires more of them.

Anyway, that's today's episode of "how far from a human can AXYER make a human character?" Stay tuned when I inevitably get to sticks.

[bestanimal]

Round 1 - Phylum Xenacoelomorpha

(Sources - 1, 2, 3)

Xenacoelomorpha is a small phylum of bilaterian invertebrates consisting of two sister groups: xenoturbellids and acoelomorphs.

These are small, flat worm-like animals found in the sediments of marine and brackish environments. Some have even been found near hydrothermal vents at depths of up to 4 km (2.5 mi). All species of Xenacoelomorph are hermaphroditic and reproduce sexually. Interestingly enough, they lack an excretory system, yet all genes related to the excretory system are present… except for Osr, which is needed for excretory system development. They also lack a coelom, or body cavity. They have a digestive system but it lacks nerve cells. All in all, a little animal someone forgot to finish.

Propaganda under the cut:

Folks I just found out about these today, uh

Check the links in the sources they can tell you more than I, I’m sure

[ropebunnykant]

I HATE PEOPLE WITH GOOD EXCRETORY SYSTEM SHDKSKF

[sortagaysortahigh]

OBX/Multifandom Discord:

Ok besties so I’m finishing the boat show tomorrow so I’ll be creating the discord tomorrow! Please DM me if youre interested and if you’ve already DMed me then just send me your discord! Ofc it’ll include those who follow me/my mutuals because yk it’s my discord however if yk anyone that might be interested just lmk.

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This is a safe space for bipoc ALWAYS

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[stay-greasy]

Can we as a society please get over “awkward bathroom things?” As a patient with several “abdominal” problems, I can hardly talk about these symptoms that have lowered the quality of my life SIGNIFICANTLY because it’s even a little too uncomfortable for my doctors. At a UROLOGY appointment I don’t even want to say “urethra” because it’s uncomfy. But WHY IS IT UNCOMFORTABLE? EVERYBODY HAS A BODY (hence the term), so why is talking about our excretory and reproductive systems, THAT EVERYBODY (at least at some point in their life) HAS, such a taboo? I so very much want to be able to explain to my family the real reasons why I can’t have all the foods I can’t have, but because it’s a bladder thing, I know that they would regret asking to know because it’s “PRIVATE.” And there are so many people out there too afraid to voice the problems they’re experiencing “down there” because they feel nobody wants or cares to know. I was petrified and VERY uncomfortable talking about these problems when they started, but they quickly got so bad that I didn’t care anymore. It was SO AWKWARD, and it STILL IS. I’ll talk about my bladder pain to any doctor or friend willing to listen. I hate that we have to be that scared and desperate. I suffer from migraines and NOBODY has any problems with me explaining those or asking questions. BUT when I’m asked questions like “why can’t you eat that?” or “what’s wrong?” I never want to give the real answer because I know they’ll think it’s “too personal.” So we can comfortably talk about my brain but not my bladder? A body part that is also very important that most people have that affects everybody? Covering up pelvic issues is almost as exhausting as the actual symptoms.

If you have pelvic area issues PLEASE voice them. I know it’s scary and I know it’s extremely uncomfortable, but you deserve to be helped and supported. It doesn’t matter if you weird people out, you gotta take care of yourself, even if it’s at the expense of some awkward times. Talk about it and make it normal.

[exosdamage]

rules!

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any hate directed toward other idols, bloggers or me will be immediately deleted

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watersports, scat (i’m not into the harder sides of bdsm, and anything involving uh...excretory fluids or the digestive system, isn’t for me)

hardcore ageplay (it makes me uncomfortable)

petplay or hybrids (i have pets, guys. idk)

vore (it’s just sad that i have to say this)

will add more if/when they come

things you can request:

anything else!

please take that with a pinch of salt. there are some places we shouldn’t go

[adj444]

NOV. 9 ‘22

 note to self - MAKE LUNCHES BIGGER!!!! IM STARVINGGGG!!!!

BUSINESS: just a lot more discussion about indigenous businesses and the adv/disadvantages to foreign companies locating in ireland and vice versa, admittedly didn’t focus much, finishing unit 7 tomorrow

BIOLOGY: started excretory system 2day! kidneys, skin, lungs, lot of talk about urea (made by the liver through deamination- filtering amino acids) -> urine (urea + salt + water) and we got two new diagrams of the kidney and then the nephron, where the aorta brings oxygenated blood into the kidneys and the product of the kidneys is passed through the ureter into the bladder and out the urethra controlled by the sphincter muscles, and then the deoxygenated blood leaves thru the vena cava, lots more info i have to sit down and look at soon

FRENCH: went over two short reading comprehensions in class and then got our midterm tests back with that little reflection sheet, unsurprisingly i got 33% which is an H8 and an H8 = ZERO points. well on the page amidst the deathly silence and then umm The Tantrum (not important just know that it happened) i did better on my grammar (50%) and my aural comp (45%) than i did my written productions which were both 20-30% but ultimately the test was marked out of 180 and i only got 60:/ i wrote down on that little reflection page i think i’m just going to drop out of HL french because its been obvious since day one that it’s just not working with me

ART: romanticism! JOHN CONSTABLE (THE HAY WAIN 1821) = suffolk, wealthy ag bg, 1803 royal academy exhibitions, struggle 4 english acceptance v france, elected to royal academy at 52yrs old, $$ unsuccessful, central themes of nature + rural life + industrial revolution + evolution of machinery, style chars realistic nature landscapes + oil on canvas + "cultivated natural approach to nature & depicting it" vs. JOSEPH TURNER = troubled family life, royal academy student, exhibiting in 1796, themes of maturity + light as "emanation of gods spirit" + tragedy, style = chromatic palette + atmospheric watercolor wash + calculatedly careless/sloven brushstrokes (texture)

ENGLISH: went through key moment 6 (kate says bye) and started episode iii part i, lots to be written and said about  kate who still obviously holds affections for gar and sees him as as friend especially in her seemingly functional/loveless marriage, but gar is all fucked up and gets especially messed up in the head by kate saying his father will miss him, big explosion (misdirected anger and aggression - miscommunication) about how he hates ballybeg (we know this isn’t true) and that she’s going to die there while he’s free as a birdie, etc etc, ends in a stream of consciousness that nearly resembles a panic attack or something, kinda sad kinda pathetic kinda tragic cuz he callls out for his dad at the end:(

MATHS: nothing new, still working on cubic functions and wrapping my head around how to parse the whole x < y < z thing, still working on the whole positive/negative & increasing/decreasing graphs thing but i’m definitely better than i was on monday when i last looked at it

[torgawl]

If I see another human using "biology" as an excuse to be transphobic or disrespectful toward non-binary people I am literally going to find their home and glue their buttholes and lips together so they can't say shit anymore because clearly their excretory system isn't working well. Biologists like myself and other professionals in the area do NOT claim these people!! Biology isn't an excuse to be hateful or discriminatory. I am so done with this ignorance. Why does it matter so much to you what sexual organ does someone have inside their pants? Or what they identify as? Go to therapy please and educate yourselves before directing your thoughts to other human beings. And stop trying to defend your inadmissible behaviour in the name of "science". Science wants you to shut up.

[rz-053]

im so fucking uncomfortable my body wants to shit but it cant it wants to pee but i just did

i fucking hate being on my period because im constnatly in pain and my excretory systems get so fucked up because of it

[monoguk]

the slip-up

Jungkook was seated cross-legged on the floor, holding cloud in his lap and making cringe-y noises from his mouth. He mimics the way the dog has his tongue out, but as soon as you spoke up, he freezes.

FEATURING - jeon jungkook CATEGORY - romance . implied WORD COUNT - 1000+

“You forgot, didn’t you?”

You didn’t rehearse your scolding sermon and practice your angry-face for four hours just to have your resolve crumble down the moment your fiance comes back home to the apartment you share with him.

But you knew that he knew that his round, innocent eyes were your weakness, and you were already struggling to keep your front steady as Jungkook does just that the moment he enters the doorway and meets you at the living room couch. Then he says, “Forgot what?”

Cloud barks from the bedroom hallway, and soon enough the dog comes sprinting for his owner. You squint as soon as Jungkook crouches down to hug the excited dog, but really it was a strategy to not coo at the image of Jeon fucking Jungkook cuddling with a little dog. You were imagining in your head that you were mad at him, and you were even more mad at the dog because -

“You forgot to feed Cloud.”

Jungkook was seated cross-legged on the floor, holding Cloud in his lap and making cringe-y noises from his mouth. He mimics the way the dog has his tongue out, but as soon as you spoke up, he freezes. Oh shit.

“Yeah, oh shit is right.”

You knew you were over-reacting. If it were any other domestic setting, you would have brushed it off. You should rephrase that: if it were any other dog, you would have just sent a reminder to your busy fiance to not forget to feed Cloud the next time that it was his turn to fill out the dog tray.

But, you see, Cloud was a, how should you put this, a special case.

No, Cloud wasn’t sickly when you and Jungkook adopted him. No, you did not hate Cloud just because he favors Jungkook more than he does you, since you still love the dog nonetheless. No, he doesn’t just poop or pee anywhere since you made sure that Cloud was potty-trained before adopting it. No, he’s not picky with the food he eats. No, he does not chew up the furniture, or scratch up wooden or steel or glass surfaces. No, Cloud does not lose control of his excretory system when he wasn’t fed. Oh wait, actually, Cloud exactly does the latter.

You had just gone from a retreat trip with you advising high school class, tired from keeping your students at bay and tired from staying up with your female students because they decided to play truth-or-dare and share stories with you in the girls’ cabin. You didn’t get to have a shower this morning because you were this forgiving homeroom adviser and let your kids use the bathroom first, so when the time came to go home, you barely had time to wash your face. You absolutely did not need to come home to a house smelling pungently of dog pee.

But then again, as you were letting your thoughts wander off as you took your shower earlier in the day, you were contemplating whether you should scold Jungkook or not since you knew that he sometimes stays over in his band’s studio to produce more songs, especially since it was the season of band comebacks and album releases.

Recalling your thoughts about Jungkook probably being as dead tired as you were, you were about to take back your harsh scolding - you didn’t even need to avoid Jungkook’s infamous puppy-dog eyes -, your boyfriend lays down on the floor on his stomach, his back arched just so his face was level with Cloud’s tiny height. Jungkook furrows his brows then juts out his lip, and whatever came next had you melting in a puddle because -

“Bad dog, Cloud. You know your mommy doesn’t like pee on the carpet. Look, buddy, I’m sorry for not feeding you, but you should change your tantruming tactics. Now,” He rubs the head of the dog who probably did not understand a single word Jungkook said, “Go and show mommy how sorry you are.”

You bite your bottom lip, holding on your squeal in because Jeon Jungkook and Cloud were a deadly combination and your were absolutely weak for dogs being sweet to their owners, and that you were supposed to be mad at the two of them. Or so you thought.

You shift your gaze from the dog who waddled its way by your feet at the foot of the couch, to your muscle-pig boyfriend who had his palms cupping his tilted head. And although you’ve always thought Cloud wasn’t the most attractive dog, you might’ve changed your mind and categorized the dog as one of the cutest dogs in the world, alongside the cutest man alive who is actually your boyfriend.

How can you stay mad at them when they’re seducing you like this? So, in the end you give up with a sigh and pick up Cloud. “What will you say, baby?”

You hear Jungkook breath out a chuckle just as Cloud licked your nose in response, and as an effect you giggled as well all the while setting the dog down onto your lap. By that time, Jungkook has abandoned his station on the floor and claimed his place beside you on the couch. You stare at your boyfriend, your hand stroking Cloud’s back, and say, “You are forgiven,”

“Thank goodness,” Jungkook darts his eyes down to your smiling mouth, not even trying to be discreet with his intentions especially when he starts leaning in.

But before he could close the distance between your lips, you put your finger up as an obstacle and whisper, “I will not let you kiss me until you get rid of dog hair on your lips and dog pee on your shirt.

Jungkook raises an intimidating brow, this close to shifting to his ‘daddy’ role - one that you love as much as his submissiveness in between sheets - but he leans back anyways and checks out his shirt, “Aww man! This is my favorite shirt! Cloud~”

The whine in Jungkook’s voice caused a giggle to bubble from your mouth, not even restraining yourself from placing a lingering kiss on Jungkook’s neck. “You have, like, 23 more white shirts, Jungkook. Now hurry up and shower so I can show my real baby how much I missed him.”

The sexy innuendo did not come unnoticed by your (closet-pervert) boyfriend, therefore, making him jump out of the couch, ready to take the fastest shower of his life and emerge out of the bathroom with not even a towel on and you ready for him to ravish on your bed. You already feel sorry for Cloud for not letting him sleep a wink tonight with all the noise he might be hearing.

As you hear the bathroom door opening, you put Cloud down on the floor and shout out, “Don’t forget to fill-up Cloud’s food bowl~!”

You hear a groan and a faint I can’t wait to fill you up with my cum from the bathroom, before you trudge your way to your bedroom. Even you have things to prepare for tonight.

From the doorway of the bedroom, you see Cloud standing there, his tongue hanging out of his mouth and his eyes begging you to feed his hungry stomach. You approach the door, closing it as you say, “Don’t worry, Cloud, daddy won’t forget tonight, or else he’s going to be in it for some trouble.”

“Jungkoo- ah! Wait, y-you forgot s-something,” you say incoherently, but it was your fault after all for remembering this in the middle of your passionate deed.

“You. Have. Got. To be. Fucking. Kidding me.” Jungkook punctuates each word with a rough thrust of his hips into you, sweat lining down his face only to drip down to your scalding body. “I fucking fed the dog, okay?”

“It’s not that.” You reach your hands up, cupping Jungkook’s face and halting his animalistic movements with you intimate gesture. “Guess who forgot his own birthday?”

You internally giggle at the way Jungkook’s expression shifts from lust-blown to frustrated to confused to surprised and eventually to mischief, “We’ve got a long night ahead of us, baby girl. Baby wants to have you as his birthday gift.”

“Happy birthday~”

The next morning, you leave the room clad in nothing but Jungkook’s fresh white shirt - now he had 22 left in his closet - only to find Cloud peacefully sleeping on his tiny dog bed. It did not even stir awake as you cooked up delicious-smelling bacon and eggs for breakfast. Internally, you thought, I’m sorry, Cloud. We must’ve forgotten to turn down the volume last night.

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[lisalennonofficial]

”Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of a woman.”

Ludwig van Beethoven

I have a tear in my eye. Crying is part of our human emotional package – love it, or hate it. Of course, women are definitely better at it than men, with the number of cries per year estimated at 50 and 10, respectively. It begs the questions how does it all work, and what triggers our waterworks when we are both sad – and happy? Get your tissues at the ready, it’s all about tears this week.

Crying can be scientifically defined as the shedding of your tears in response to an emotional state; very different from ‘lacrimation’, which is the non-emotional shedding of tears. With that said, your plumbing apparatus that makes your tears is all the same. So before I dazzle you with the fact that we have more than one type of tear, let us explore the science of tear production and how it links to the emotional center of your brain. To do this, we are going to use the classic example: the break-up.

“What do you mean it’s over?” you whimper, quivering lip in full frenzy.

With the ‘beginning of the end’ of the relationship, the production of your tears can begin. It is all down to your lacrimal system (think of it like your inbuilt Thames Water supply) that sits next to your eyeball. It is both a secretory system that produces your tears and an excretory system, that drains them.

When a tear is produced from the lacrimal gland that sits in-between your eyeball and eyelid, you spontaneously blink, spreading the tear as a film across your eye. Your tear then has two fates; firstly it can drain-off down the lacrimal punctum, like the sink plug in your kitchen, subsequently draining through your nose (hence why your nose runs when you cry).

��I cry very easily. It can be a movie, a phone conversation, a sunset – tears are words waiting to be written.”

Paulo Coelho

Of course in this break-up, you are having a really good old sob, and so your lacrimal drainage system simply cannot deal with the volume of tears. The resultant excess fluid now cascades over your eyelids and down your cheeks – for your ex-partner to bear witness to and begin to feel really, really bad.

Of course, your body being the incredible feat of engineering that it is, you don’t just make one type of tear – you make three: basal, reflex and psychic tears. Your basal tears are what I like to call the ‘worker tears’ and they keep your cornea (the transparent front of your eye) nourished and lubricated so your eyes don’t dry out. Then there are your reflex tears which that help you to wash out any irritations to your eyes from foreign particles or vapors (onion, being the classic example).

Finally, there are the ones we all know about, and that is florid in your current break-up scenario – the psychic, or ‘crying’ tears. These are the tears produced in response to that strong emotion you may experience from stress, pleasure, anger, sadness, and suffering to indeed, physical pain. Psychic tears even contain a natural painkiller, called leucine enkephalin – perhaps, part of the reason why you might feel better after a good cry!

So here you are – floods of tears cascading onto old photos of you and your ex together, ‘your song’ playing on repeat – but how does your in-built shower-system link to these emotions? Well, there is an area of your brain specifically to deal with your emotions, called the limbic system (specifically the part of it called the hypothalamus), which is hard-wired into your autonomic nervous system (that’s the part you don’t have any control over). This system, via a neurotransmitter called acetylcholine, has a degree of control over the lacrimal ‘tear’ system; and it is this tiny molecule which then stimulates tear production. So in short, your emotional reaction to the break-up triggers your nervous system, which in turn, orders your tear-producing system to activate.

 So there you are, still heart-breakingly sobbing your cascade of psychic tears. What is the point of them though? Is it as simple as an expression in response to a stimulus, as some suggest, or a more complex primal call out – a form of non-verbal communication to elicit help and support from those around you in your time of need? There are some psychologists who believe you feel better after a cry because of this social input, solidifying of relationships with those sharing in the experience, and collaborative helplessness. How often we see this displayed in the Hollywood movies when the friends rally around the dispatched.

Your crying can even be divided into spatial – and temporal-types; the former being when you cry over wanting to be somewhere e.g. home, versus the latter which is about looking into the past or the future and eliciting an emotion e.g. that one week anniversary with your now, ex. One study even suggested an evolutionary role of crying as a means of displaying vulnerability or submission to an ensuing attacker. Perhaps if you had pre-empted the break-up you could have started the tears early and quelled any potential break-up!

Now the interesting thing about crying is that it doesn’t just make your face wet, or your non-waterproof mascara becomes a form of combatant face paint. It, in fact, has a whole host of other effects; your heart rate increases, you sweat, your breathing slows and you can get a lump in your throat – known as the globus sensation. This all occurs as a result of your sympathetic nervous system (that’s your ‘fight or flight’ system) activating in response to your break-up situation – and any psychic tear-producing one for that matter.

Now before we wrap up I wanted to just tell you a fun fact about the origin of crocodile tears. You know the ones – those insincere, fake tears that people can sometimes display, such as the Z-list celebrity getting off charges in court – again. They originate from the ancient Greeks who had an anecdote in which crocodiles would pretend to weep while luring their prey in. Clever crocodile, I say. So, when your ex who has just done the breaking up with you starts crying too – you can call them out and demand all those shared CDs back (or should that be, iTunes downloads? Oh I’m old…).

When it comes to those still fresh in the world, babies use crying more than just a means of emotional expression but as a form of communication to us grown-ups. After all, they are fairly limited in how they can express themselves! It may surprise you to know (and it definitely did me) that there are three types of baby cry – the basic, angry and pain cry.

So now you know why, apart from your break-up, why that tear-jerker movie, a friend that made you laugh so hard you cried, and unsuspectingly discovered a nostalgic photo of a past grandparent, brings a tear to your eye.

”To me, the meanest flower that blows can give thoughts that do often lie too deep in tears.”

William Wordsworth Tears are a positive representation of who we are. It demonstrates not only our deep emotional connections with our world – past, present, and future – but allows us to visibly celebrate that fact. They are also scientifically proven to make you feel better. So go on and wear your tears with pride. If you are concerned though, that you are too tearful, too quickly, for no reason or you have worries about your mood, your GP will always be happy to chat with you in confidence. Now, having just that X Factor is back on television, where’s that handkerchief…:)

''Emotional Shedding Of Tears'' ''Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of a woman.''

[bestanimal]

Round 1 - Phylum Dicyemida

(Sources - 1, 2, 3)

Another small phylum of parasites, Dicyemida contains microscopic animals that range from 0.5 to 7 millimetres long and live in the renal appendages of cephalopods.

Dicyemids lack respiratory, circulatory, excretory, digestive, and nervous systems, and consist of a single axial cell surrounded by twenty to thirty ciliated cells. Unlike many other parasites, they don’t seem to be picky about which species they infest, and dicyemids of multiple different species can often be found infesting the same host. Yet, two individuals of the same species can rarely coexist in the same host. This seems to indicate that different species of dicyemids occupy different niches within their cephalopod host. Species are generally differentiated by the shape of their calotte, the region of the animal that is used to attached to the host. Different calotte shapes determine where in the renal appendage the dicyemid can comfortably live.

Propaganda under the cut:

The fact that dicyemids do great sharing space with other species of dicyemid, but not with their own species, gives them a certain “I prefer animals over people” and I love that for them

It’s just nice to know that even octopodes can get worms. No one is safe from parasites, and I think that’s beautiful.

That being said, though, dicyemids don’t seem to do any damage to their hosts. They just kinda chill inside them. In fact, dicyemids may actually help the cephalopod by absorbing harmful metabolic waste products and improving the flow of urine through the kidney!

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