#i promise this is good research

[jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists]

please help me settle an argument!!!

@jusaleetleguy this is all your fault

By genitals, I mean of any kind. Penis, vulva, both, a completely different form, etc.

By sex, I mean something they could use to help in copulation/reproduction. We know they reproduce through mitosis originally, but do they use certain rituals/movements to assist in this reproduction? DO they reproduce at all anymore? These are questions I will allow you to answer

Please vote and reblog! I genuinely would like an answer to this question!

And here’s the image that started this controversy, I’m unsure of its origin:

[b0nelessdoodles]

espresso needing to weigh the moral pros and cons of the research he wants to conduct and shadow milk is just floating there like DO IT

(he's gonna do it 'cause that stupid blonde jock likes him a whole lot for reasons he cannot understand)

[jeyneofpoole]

can i get a doctorate for the bit?

[quatredraws]

Obi-Wan turns to look at him, and finds that the man’s already watching him, his dark eyes reflecting the lights from the stage. Bright blue, bright green, now pink: they paint his cheekbones, the bridge of his nose, play with his short curls, highlight the reluctant curve of his smile. There’s a spattering of freckles on his face, all over his nose and his cheekbones.

from "a room with a view" by @cabezadeperro

I can't tell you how much I loved this story/series; so here is a try at one of my favourite scenes! If you like travelling through Star Wars planes, mysteries within mysteries, and the slowest of burns, this is the fic for you!!

[ardenrosegarden]

The Lost Wild

Pre-alpha and announcement trailers

[kheprriverse]

Did I ever tell y’all Tekoha has kids? Idr tbh but I'm doing that now lol

They’re twins; Tefke and Safiya!

More info in the tags ↓

[xejune]

If you're still taking troll requests can I ask for hamster!Floyd in a little hamster cage? Maybe he's running on the wheel or eating seeds or looking through the bars all sad at being neglected by Velvet and Veneer? Thanks! 🐹

this cage is too dang small for that hamster

WOAGH IM SO LATE. i had like sixty different ideas for this and a whole bunch of sketches & i was planning to do at least 2 or 3 of them but the program kept overheating my ipad so i had to bail on that idea. sobbing.

i cant find most of the sketches rn? (might be in my sketchbook actually) but heres one i did find :3c

[angelnumber27]

*he spilled my cup of paint water all over everything idk why I said he spilled watercolors I just woke up girls

I literally walked away for two minutes tops to make coffee and came back to his ass sitting on this water color palette and my painting open after spilling my watercolor water all over it

Look at that face. He knows he did something wrong hahahha

[mkstrigidae]

Coming back from the dead is the kind of thing that can really fuck up your weekend, as Jon has recently found out (especially considering that he’d paid a mint for those concert tickets, thanks). On one hand, the bureau paperwork is horrifying, and the less said about his skyrocketing health insurance premiums or this year's taxes, the better. On the other hand, though, Sansa Stark, the pretty head of the medical/pathology research division and long-time object of Jon's affections, has insisted on giving him her utmost attention until she’s sure he’s back on his feet and fully among the living.

[followtheechoes]

diversity win! this guy who died on everest was gay and apparently incredibly hot

[crossbackpoke-check]

it’s all the rest of what i want with you

connor dewar/brandon duhaime :: 8k

Summary:

“Brandon,” Connor says with a sigh. “There’s no baby in there.”

“Not yet,” Brandon says. Connor feels his stomach twist, almost like what he would imagine a baby kicking to feel like.

in these trying times of dewvorce, may i offer you 8k of pwp inspired by @stillfertile’s wonderful art which i had. several breakdowns about 🫶 anyway please enjoy!!!

[jacksprostate]

op i would like you to know that your fixed version of fight club the novel got me through my ib extended essay. i did not have my own copy with me at the time of writing and only after a brief panic did i remember your holy contribution. often i would trail off into reading it out loud in the middle of trying to find a passage. sadly the word count made me cap it at 4000 words. thank you and godspeed soldier.

LMAO BEEN THERE BESTIE been over half a decade but I did a historical one on the Stonewall Riots. bro you would not BELIEVE how absolutely insane I got when, since the historical EE requires you to extensively consult primary sources (for those not in the know, this means sources created during and right after the event, like newspapers, speeches, etc. I'd also found a monograph from just a year or two afterwards iirc), I went from expecting to confirm the general mythos about Stonewall to being like Oh God Oh God Its All A Lie!!!!!!!!!1!1! Its All A LIE!!!!!!!!! <- baby's first realization that political groups, even ones you belong to, will use historical revisonism extensively and with extremely questionable morals, and crack down on anyone who acknowledges it

seriously so funny to me that a sort of joke ee thesis ended up being a Defining Life Experience

I can absolutely imagine how much it'd help to have your book be ctrl-f-able, glad I could help out there. Godspeed soldier, may you gain all the college credits

[rinayeas]

going through the worst writers block fucking ever so here's a ficlet/something headcanon something about my interpretation of the clone theory ft snipes bc he is my fav and also i love writing him

Cw: depression, depersonalization?, you can just skip to the end after the small lines to read my explanation on the theory.

He felt an emptiness in his chest.

The first day after getting logged into respawn, his head was killing him. A piercing pain through his right eye, extending itself to the rest of his body. The doc had morbidly joked about how that's what a lobotomy felt like, but with every passing day Sniper was thinking that he had actually gotten lobotomized.

Something felt wrong, life was colder, it felt like he had something ripped out from within him. He went through all his belongings, trying to recall what each of them meant to him, and he got all of them right. His memories were not missing, so what was wrong with him?

He wasn't a fan of going to the doctor, but inevitably had to take it up to Medic, who ran a few tests in him and told him everything was completely normal, that maybe he should try speaking to a psychiatrist or a trusted one. He didn't know how to feel about that one, his trusted ones were kilometers away from him, and he'd heard psychiatrists were for basket cases, and if there was something he'd tried to prove throught all his adult life, it was that he was Not Crazy.

He found himself growing quieter by the day, he was a man of few words, but he didn't even feel like saying hi to his coworkers, opting to shutting himself off from the world in his room. He slowly lost all enjoyment from the things he used to love, like hunting or camping. Nowadays his evenings were filled with music and his own thoughts.

He was getting better at his job, though, more strategic, maybe. He chalked it up to having extra time to meditate his next moves at night, laying on his bed. He'd become perceptive enough to catch the enemy Spy red handed enough times in one match that the frenchman had just stopped bothering him that day.

He'd picked up on a new hobby recently. He'd climb to the highest point on the base, perch himself with his rifle and some coffee, and just, watch through his scope. He felt like a creep the first few times, but the more he did it the more it felt like he filled up whatever hole was on his chest. He sometimes watched his own team, it was a quiet affair. But most times his scope was drawn over to the RED territory, the ruckus, explosions and screams being so loud they involuntarily called to him like a siren.

He watched people that looked exactly like his coworkers, but felt and acted so different from them that his brain could barely process them being the same people. He was mostly fixated on his counterpart, the RED Sniper. Living in a van outside the base, he watched as his clone retreated for the day, sometimes crawling up to his roof to watch the stars, and he felt a nasty envy crawl up to him.

It didn't even make sense, sleeping in the base was the smarter option, it was warmer during the cold desert nights, he had easy access to whatever he could need, and he didn't have to walk like an idiot every single morning to the battlefield, and still, the other Sniper chose to sleep in solitude, his only company being the nature that surrounded him. It didn't make any sense, and yet Sniper wished he was him, covered in a mantle of stars, enjoying coffee at 2 am without even thinking that it would make his insomnia worse and arriving 5 minutes before battle the next day for the prior reasons.

Nothing about the other man made sense, and he missed when life felt that way.

One night, he removed his hat and his glasses and he poked his head out of his outpost, he stared at the stars and stayed like that for a bit, imagining he was the other guy. He closed his eyes and felt the breeze hit his skin, and just for a second, the ache in his bones dissapeared, making him feel whole again. But his eyes snapped open and he found himself staring at the ground, a few meters below him. He remembered he had to get up at six the next morning.

And he felt a bit silly then.

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Anyways my clone theory is that the mercs got split into right brain (red) and left brain (blu)

Like all of the red team is wayy more impulsive, creative, and just, loud and passionate. While the blus are more analytical and logical. (This theory also makes it so that emesis blu could completely theoretically happen within the canon timeline while the red team is teleporting bread so haha funny)

Naturally the two sides of the brain work in tandem so to them it DOES feel like something's missing they just aren't sure what it is. And by the time 1971 rolls around their two halves merge and they go back to being whoever they were before everything (which isnt very different they r still the same guys just more complete like a side a or b of a cassette). This last thing is scientifically not true but i like to think that some mercs just are more in tune with a certain part of the brain ergo some ppl like spy medic or engie choosing to wear blue in stuff like the comics or the official mvm cinematic. It's not scientifically viable but like, this is fucking team fortress 2 does anyone really care abt that??? anyways!!!! This was garbage mama but i just wanted to get smth out of my system im still on brainrot mode im sorry to my followers!

[carcarrot]

having another one of my job-related crises

[daisychainsandbowties]

any fics? books? shows? to recommend or just on your mind. need something to distract the good ol’ mind

sure! i can recommend a few things 🥺🥺 i’m on a short-form sci-fi kick so i’m mostly going to rec my favourite stories from my beloved Uncanny Magazine. These are all specially curated by me & they are extremely good 🥰🥰🙏💖

Poems Written While by Natalia Theodoridou

The House on the Moon by William Alexander

Bones in the Rock by R.K Kalaw

By Claw, By Hand, By Silent Speech by Elsa Sjunneson and Merc Fenn Wolfmoor

She Still Loves the Dragon by Elizabeth Bear

Pathfinding! by Nicole Kornher-Stace (this one is especially 🫠🫠🫠)

for books i have dozens i could recommend but these occur to me right now

The Last True Poets of the Sea by Julia Drake

Red Sister by Mark Lawrence (begging you all to read these books begging and pleading and crying and begging)

This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

Axiom’s End by Lindsay Ellis

She Who Became The Sun by Shelley Parker-Chan

Temeraire by Naomi Novik

Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White

i could go on forever but this is i guess something to hopefully get you started 🥺💖 maybe ask me about fics separately? i have a lot of those i really love too 🥰

[giornosews]

patched up an old bedsheet 🧃