#sugarcane switch

[machotezin]

[aeolianblues]

good god girl, maybe some of us are not vegan because we eat chicken like once in three months?? Would reduction not be a more productive goal of vegan activism than outright banning? Like if your arguments are that animals are being eaten, then you’re being unrealistic about the entire actual concept of the food chain. Humans are omnivores, you do not need to change that to achieve your goals.

A vegan lifestyle is also entirely the product of your geographical location. If you live somewhere that shit does not grow, what are you going to do?? I just think about the difference between food options in India and Canada, for example. India: between the tropics (tropics and equator even, in fact). All-year-round sun, there’s pretty much always stuff growing. Different kinds of land will mean you can grow everything from staples like rice and wheat to vegetables, fruits and plantation crops. It’s reflected in the cuisines: Indian food has a much, much wider offering of vegetarian food, and many more Indians have restricted diets that more or less overlap with vegetarianism. Because crops grows. Locally.

Canada. Harvest in the fall, from November to March, your fields are practically unusable. Compare the prices of fresh produce in (and now I’m being generous to give you a highly populated, non-remote province here for an example) Ontario. Ontario has farms where in the fall you get fresh autumn vegetables and fruits. You’ll also get them in larger quantities. It is way cheaper, fresher and also uses less energy and fuel to transport the vegetables like 50 km from farm to market.

Come the winter and nothing grows. If you look at most vegetables you’ll find on store shelves in December or February, and most of it is either imported from warmer regions of the US (often the case for chains that are in both countries) or from South American countries (sometimes SA -> USA -> Canada). The importing has to go through cross-country customs, had to be driven for days, is less fresh or rich in nutrients by the time you get it, and is more expensive. Of course. And we all come out of it poorer. Is it any wonder why people will eat meat? We’re even talking here about a place like Ontario, very well connected on North American trade routes. Can you justify someone in Yukon deciding to eat meat over a $17/lb. green veg? Be for fucking real…

There simply cannot be a blanket-global solution to animal products. You’ve got to work with what your geography has to offer. It’s the same thing we say when we say that avocados have an environmental cost when you expect them to be available year-round in places they don’t grow. We encourage people to go for more local produce there, and I think the same should go for all parts of your diet too. If your animals are local, then their footprint is lower than importing kiwis from New Zealand to the US. I don’t see how that’s hard to understand.

[wigglepiggle]

my beautiful family icarus who is currently in the void and ghost who bites ghosts for a living

[alieinthemorning]

Strawberry Mint Lemonade [Getou Suguru | Gojo Satoru]

Content: Meet-Cute, Indirect Kiss, Gojo Satoru Being Gojo Satoru, Getou Suguru Being Getou Suguru, Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Kisses, Café AU, No Curses, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Crying, Unrequited Love, Not Actually Unrequited Love, POV Second Person, Suggestive Themes

Pronouns: None

Note: THIS IS MY 200TH WORK ON AO3 AAAAAAAAAA (Also UTC because it's 2500+ words)

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Your favorite drink was a simple strawberry mint lemonade. Not too sweet, not too sour. It was made the same way every single time which made sense since you'd had been coming to this hole-in-the-wall café for about three years now. Every employee, new and old knew your name and order, so when the familiar drink was placed in the completed section on the counter, you didn't look twice at it and immediately took a sip.  

"What the fuck is this shit?" It was as if your straw was made of sugarcane, the strawberry and lemon pieces were formed from sugar cubes and the liquid itself was pure syrup.    

"Ew...what is this?" Someone from beside you, whined.  

Looking over, you found an incredibly tall man with stark white hair and—oh, you couldn't see his eye color behind the dark, round shades. You were about to turn around and talk to an employee about this...horror from hell, but your eyes drifted to the drink in his large hand.  

You eyed your own drink, frowning at the name written on the side.

Satoru

You looked at the man again. "Are you Satoru?"

He nodded, then said your name. "I'm assuming that's you?"

You sighed, shoving his drink toward him. "Thank god—hand me my drink. I can't drink pure sugar."

"Awww, come on! It isn't that bad! " He pouted as he switched drinks.

You took a long swig of yours before you replied. "It was like drinking the three states of matter. Solid, Liquid and Gaseous Sugar."

"How would it even be gaseous?"

"The air from the straw."

He laughed loudly, startling  the other customers.

You flushed, grabbing him by the elbow. "Come on, let's sit and talk."

The Goliath of a man let you drag him to a secluded corner, where the two of you talked each other's ears off. However, despite ordering another drink of your own, you noticed that he still hadn't touched his own.  

"You gonna let the ice water down the sugar?" You grinned, "Was I right about it tasting like shit?"

He balked at you. "No way!"

You nodded toward the drink, "Then drink it."

He looked at you, the drink, you again then finally swiped the drink off the table, guzzling it down in mere seconds.

"There! Are you satisfied?" His head was swiveled to the side, tucked into that weird high collared jacket of his, but you swore the tips of his ears were flushed red.

"How are you alive?" You asked in slight awe.

That got him to look at you again, all smiles too. "Must be my impeccable genes."  

You raised a brow. "You a citizen of the Candy Kingdom or something? Built like Candy Wife?"  

He just smiled at you. "I have no idea about what you're talking about."

The two of you chatted for longer than expect, leaving just an hour before closing.  

"Maybe I'll see you around?"

"Maybe so."

And he did, the two of you ending up seeing each other at least once a week for a few months. And of course, you learned a lot about Satoru during that time.  

You learned that he had a very unhealthy obsession with sweets. That, despite the goofy look that he basically always had plastered on his face, he was quite intelligent. Oh, and that he had really bright blue eyes (like limpid tears) and the reason why he wore shades was because his eyes were really sensitive and without them, he was prone to awful migraines.  

You also were beginning to develop a bit of a crush on him, but you were sure someone has beautiful as him had to already be taken. So, you decided to stuff the feelings in the deepest part of your heart.

And today you learned—

That he was bringing someone else with him today.  

The person Satoru brought with him was a stark contrast to him (except in clothing—they both wore dark-colored clothing). He was maybe only a few inches shorter than him with long dark hair that was in an up-down style with a bit of hair draping the left side of his face. You watched that as Satoru pointed at you, the man's eyes slid to you and his lips turned upward. Then Satoru headed toward the counter while the man made his way to you.  

He called your name and you raised a brow.

He chuckled. "Satoru told me your name." He slid into the seat across from you, "My name is Suguru. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

You leaned back in your chair, a bit uncomfortable with his familiarity with you. "Oh? Has Satoru talked about me that much."  

Suguru leaned in closer, placing his elbows on the table and resting his chin on his intertwined finger. "Oh, you have no idea."  

Before you could question him further on the subject, Satoru placed their drinks on the table, alongside a few sweets.  

"Seems like the two of you are getting along." He said with a hum as he pulled a chair over to complete your little group.

"Yeah, sure—Satoru, what exactly have you been telling Suguru here about me?"

His brows shot up to his hairline as his head swiveled to Suguru.  "What did you say?"

Suguru just smiled. "I haven't said too much." The unspoken yet at the end of that sentence was very loud.  

You sighed, nudging Satoru's foot. "So, you gonna properly introduce me or am I supposed to keep thinking of your friend here as a creep?"

"Oh, uh, yeah," He placed a hand on top of Suguru's, "This is my boyfriend, Suguru. We've been together for a few years now, and been best friends for longer."  

Your heart dropped into your stomach, and you felt your lips dip downward. You quickly covered your mouth with your hand, raising a brow. "Oh? We've been talking for so long, and you just now tell me about your significant other? I thought we were closer than that, Satoru."  

You knew you didn't play that off well, you knew that Satoru knew that what he had said hurt you.

And Suguru?  

Suguru just smiled.

Despite the rocky first meeting and sudden revelation, you, Satoru and Suguru continued meeting (after you had bullied Satoru into inviting Suguru again).  

Slowly yet surely, you learned more about Suguru and their relationship. Suguru was the one who did the majority of the cooking (while Satoru baked to quell his late night sweet cravings). He was really sweet and caring despite the shit eating grin that was etched on his face. He also was a pretty big flirt.

Which...was very unsettling to you. Since it seemed like he was very open to doing it in front of Satoru, who didn't seem bothered by it in the slightest.  

"You look very beautiful today."

"Oh, um, thank you..."  

"I especially like the lip color you've chosen today."  

You balked at him, face becoming warm as you looked between him and Satoru.

Satoru continued to sip on his drink and scroll through his phone.  

And Suguru—

Just fucking smiled.

And later that night, you knew you were screwed.

You were in love with both Satoru and Suguru.

So, you did what you did with your feelings for Satoru and shoved your feelings for Suguru down alongside his. Instead of running away from them and saving your heart, you hurt yourself even more Getting closer and closer to them to the point where you had visited each others homes and you've met each others other friends (Shoko and Nanami were your favorites among them).

Today you were over at Satoru and Suguru's very nice house (another thing you learned about Satoru is that the was stupidly rich). You were simply lounging around, not over for any specific reason, just to be in their presence, when Satoru suddenly stood up from his relaxed position on the couch.

"I need donuts." And without another word, he snatched his keys off the kitchen island and was out the door before either you and Suguru could utter a word.

Now, you had been alone with Suguru before—plenty of times, when Satoru had suddenly broke off from the two of you to take a closer look at things (see: recklessly spend money). But that was usually when you were out in public, where you could go and run to Satoru if you needed.

You'd never been alone with him like this—trapped within four walls.

And of fucking course, he did what he always did and—

"Why are you always smiling like that?" The question came out rougher than you intended, but your nerves were very quickly becoming frayed.

"Smiling like what?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Like you know everything—I don't know." You crossed your arms with a huff.

"You mean like how I know that you like Satoru and I." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

Your arms grew slack, hands falling into your lap.

He nodded to himself, "Another tell-tale reaction. This is good…"

"How is this good?" You snapped at him. "I'm in love with the two of you, who are already in a committed relationships."

He had the audacity to look surprised for a moment before his smile widened. "You love us? That's even better."

"How can you—" You sniffled, feeling the hot tears quickly race down your cheeks. "I have been selfishly spending time with the two of you. Despite how I feel, and knowing that I should just stop associating with you. I've instead decided to intruding on your relationship, just so that I can experience the tiniest fantasy of something that will never be." You were somehow able to make through your entire confession before you broke down, curling in on yourself.

You heard Suguru sigh then a bit of shuffling before the couch dipped and you were pulled into his warm embrace, which made you cry harder.

"I'm sorry for pushing you, Darling." His whispered above your head. "I should have been more upfront."

You shoved him back, looking up into his brown eyes. "Been more upfront with knowing good and well about my fucking inner turmoil."

"No," His hands slipped into yours." I should have just told you that Satoru and I feel the same way."

Your heart stopped.

There was no way that that was true. There was no way that Satoru and Suguru both felt the same way about you—and even if they did there was no way that you could choose one over the other, and you definitely wouldn't want to be the reason why they broke up either.

"Please." His voice was strained, "Just give me one chance to show you."

"I don't want to do anything behind—"

"And we won't. I'll wait until he comes back and then I'll ask for permission to kiss you. In front of him."

You sighed deeply, finally resigning yourself to your fucked up fate.

You leaned into him, "If this all goes to shit—I'll hate you forever."

"If it does go to shit, I'll accept your rightful infinite hatred."

The two of you were quite as you waited for Satoru to return. You were too exhausted to speak. Suguru was fine with that, perfectly content with rubbing circles onto your hands to help soothe you.  

And then the front door was unlocked, and your anxiety spiked.

But Suguru wasn't going to go back on his word.

"Can I kiss you now?" Suguru asked the moment Satoru stepped into the room.

Your eyes were wide, frantically looking between the two of them, while your lips opened and closed like a fish.  

Suguru placed a hand on your cheek, guiding you back to him.

He said your name, soft and sweet. "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes." You said it so quietly that you weren't sure that he heard you, but he very quickly assured you otherwise as his lips met yours.

Right in front of your close friend—his boyfriend, Satoru.

It was as soft as a rose petal, acutely aware of your fragile state.

"Yes—finally!" Satoru slammed the box of donuts on the kitchen counter then rushed over, reaching out for you.

Suguru intercepted him. "You need to ask first, Satoru."

He nodded furiously at his partner before turning to you, blue eyes bright. "Can I kiss you? Please?"

You blinked at him a few time before nodding. Satoru wasted no time and grabbed your cheeks, pulling you forward to meet him half way.

While Suguru's was soft, Satoru's was rough and rushed. Like he couldn't get enough of you now that he had you.

It didn't last long though became Suguru was quick to yank him off you.  

"Slow down, Satoru." He flicked his forehand, shaking his head at his pout (your eyes kept finding his lips—they were red and shiny). "All this is new and we haven't even been given an answer yet."

"We just kissed? Isn't that enough of an answer?" Satoru asked Suguru who just gestured to you. Those blue spotlights turned on you.  "Isn't it?"

"I mean—" You bit your lip. "I haven't actually said yes or no yet, but..."

"But...?"

You pursed your lips as you glared at the two of them. "...you both better not make me regret this down the line."

Suguru smiled, and despite it being the same know-it-all smile, you felt completely and utter secured by it. "We promise, Darling."

"What? You've already got pet names? No fair!" He paused. "Wait, what exactly did the two of you do while I was gone...?"

Your favorite drink was a simple strawberry mint lemonade. Not too sweet, not too sour. It was made the same way every single time, which made sense since you'd had been coming to this hole-in-the-wall café for about six years now. Every employee, new and old, knew your name and order, so when the familiar drink was placed in the completed section on the counter, you didn't look twice at it and immediately took a sip.  

"Oh, what the fuck—Satoru, take your shit ass drink." You shoved the drink into his waiting hand, taking your own and immediately taking a plate cleansing sip.  

Suguru chuckled. "I'm surprised that after all these years, the two of you are still getting your drinks mixed up."  

"Who is we?" Satoru pointed at you, "This is the one who takes a sip without looking at the name on the side of the cup."

"That wouldn't matter if you didn't drink straight sugar—and then have the damn audacity to eat sweets with it." You eyed him, "Is your body okay?"

He smirked. "Oh, you know my body is absolutely perfect, but I'm sure we can—" Suguru flicked him in the cheek.

"Not in public."

Satoru balked at his audacity (and you to a lesser extent). "Says the one who literally—"

You lightly kicked his shin and hissed, "Not in public!"

"I can't believe my two partners are bullying me like this." He slumped in his seat. "I can't believe I have to deal with this for the rest of my life."

You shrugged, snatching one of his sweets. "You're the one who decided to put a ring on it."

"Now you're stuck with us forever." Suguru nodded in agreement.

Satoru watched the two of you fondly, a wide smile stretched across his lips.

"Yeah, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

I've finally done it.

For my 200th work, I finally gave you all the Sugu/Sato/Reader fluff you all deserved.

IT'S ALSO MY FIRST ONE-SHOT THAT'S OVER 2500 WORDS????

I really popped off for y'all (wipes away a tear).

Now time for me to binge the anime and get back to our regular scheduled programming of Tear Jerking Angst.

Please be excited :)

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[verdemoun]

Kieran in guarma

if Kieran was in guarma

He would've immediately proved his usefulness by catching fish with a make-shift net, and the gang would've had a near-steady supply of food. The whole group would've switched from calling him O'Driscoll to Duffy before Arthur even found them.

He'd notice how terrible Arthur looked, shipwreck aside, and gently encourage him to rest at every opportunity. This would include trying to offer to help Dutch rescue Javier, which Dutch would've shut down with a 'oh, as long as Arthur's with me, I have everything I need' in one of the constant digs about loyalty.

He'd follow them anyway and somehow steal Levi's mule, galloping in just as the gang reach Javier and creating the perfect distraction as well as getting Javier away significantly faster than Dutch can carry him.

Kieran would've tried to turn the mule loose once they got back to 'camp' but it followed them anyway.

Later, Dutch 'jokingly' said the mule was a distraction and Kieran stammered a reply about how useful having a mount was before Dutch laughed and said he was teasing. Kieran would've bitterly mimicked Dutch under his breath when he was out of earshot.

He would've snuck Arthur extra fish by telling him it was 'all that was left' because Arthur would've never accepted charity and Arthur doesn't catch on until Micah complains about not having eaten since yesterday, when Arthur's already had two meals.

During the attack of the fort Kieran would've been shaking like a leaf the second cannon-fire started thanks to those army days flashbacks and hidden in the castle, only shooting those who made it to the door.

He would've redeemed himself however by proving an insanely talented sniper when they had to rescue the captain, taking out soldiers before they even got to the sugarcane fields and allowing the gang to focus on fighting their way through the town/barracks.

Arthur made a joke about not being able to bring the mule on the boat with them and Kieran scowled but still needed a minute to say goodbye to the mule he nicknamed Catsi.

He was also miserable the entire trip back to America because Catsi followed the boat on the shore braying.

[fountainpenguin]

??? Rewatching Cleo's Ep 3 of Double Life and I have to share these rapid highlights I did not remember:

- Scene cuts, so I don't know the immediate previous context, but Scott had just posted in chat "You two sound like you could use a Relationship Ranch" - Etho discussing the Relationship Ranch and saying he thinks it's only for couples. - Bdubs muttering that Impulse is "gonna be mad" he's taking the risk of venturing to Dig Party - Etho then asking Bdubs and Cleo if they're a couple. Which is hilarious considering Crastle Duo's main interactions this season were Cleo yelling at Bdubs that "she knows they're divorced and he's with Impulse now, but he doesn't get to lie to her" and then later trying to mug him (alongside Martyn) - Cleo responds to the "You're not a couple, are you?" question with "No, but we can pretend" - Crossing a dangerously thin bridge above the ravine and Bdubs (walking ahead) whispers "Cleo, don't." - Cleo laughs and asks if "he needs her to chastise him again" - Bdubs begs her not to, then gets to the other side (where he won't fall) and tells Cleo she can hit him now

Hilarious. (Source)

Consider: Double Life Etho has memories of Bdubs and Cleo being married and thought they were still together two seasons later despite Cleo moving out and Bdubs marrying Impulse??

Alternatively, DL!Etho under the impression that Bdubs and Cleo broke up, but Cleo has gotten back with him, possibly to get Martyn to leave her alone?? Or else that Martyn and Cleo in a poly relationship with Bdubs and Impulse because of the agreement that Martyn gets to eat their cows? Discuss.

Bonus-shout out to Etho because I switched to his Double Life Ep 3 POV to see if I could get more context, and he skips the above conversation and goes straight to Dig Party, where he's telling Scar that he should take all the sugarcane for himself so Grian has to depend on him in the relationship, and I forgot how much I love Character Etho's weird approach to relationships. Like jumping off cliffs to punish Joel every time Joel takes damage.

Etho, your mental image of healthy, balanced relationships seems kinda skewed and I'm starting to see what was going on with you trying to rebuild your relationship with Cleo in Limited Life despite being divorced in the roleplay canon and repeatedly chased out or killed when you come home; are you okay?

I know this wasn't the point of the post, but speaking of Etho's unhealthy relationships... Secret Life Etho fawning over Joel and telling him "I love you" and that he misses Double Life, "back when Joel still cared about him," and getting all up in his grill while Joel assures him that he still cares about Etho, but he's with the Mounders now, my beloved...

They are all so silly.

[dr-pamela-isley]

What is your opinion on legos? I know you don't like plastic and stuff

Contrary to what most people may think, I really don't mind them, I can't say that I've ever bought them or taken the time to build them

But from everything I've seen a large amount of care goes into all of their botanical designs, they contribute to the World Wildlife Fund, and are working to switch over to only using renewable and recyclable materals for their plastics (things like sugarcane, repurposed materials, and ePOM a plastic developed by them)

In all they seem to be a company dedicated to reducing their harmful outputs and contributing where they can, something most companies would never be willing to do unless forced.

[pixelfoodie]

Caipirinha is Brazil's national cocktail, made with cachaça (sugarcane hard liquor), sugar, and lime. The drink is prepared by mixing the fruit and the sugar together, then adding the liquor. This can be made in a single large glass to be shared among people, or in a larger jar, from which it is served in individual glasses. Although the origin of the drink is unknown, one account says it came about around 1918 in the region of Alentejo in Portugal, with a popular recipe made with lemon, garlic, and honey, indicated for patients with the Spanish flu. Another account is that Caipirinha is based on Poncha, an alcoholic drink from Madeira, Portugal. The main ingredient is aguardente de cana, which is made from sugar cane. Sugar cane production switched from Madeira to Brazil by the Portuguese as they needed more land to plant it on. Before this people in Madeira had already created aguardente de cana, which was the ancestor to cachaça. The word caipirinha is the diminutive of the word caipira, which in Brazilian Portuguese refers to someone from the countryside (specifically, someone from the rural parts of south-central Brazil). The diminutive mostly-refers to the drink, in which case it is a feminine noun. src.: "Lista de Publicações". Senado.gov.br, "My Round: Madeira mixes things with the best", "SUGAR´S ROUTE IN MADEIRA", Wikipedia photo ref.: The Spruce Eats / Diana Chistruga

[hesitantvampirealien]

explaining random shit and a few not so commonly translated cuss words we say here in brazil

foi de base - death, to die

example: fulano foi de base (the guy went to base) - meaning the guy died

slang that originally came from brazilian League Of Legends players that refers to when you die and return to the base. Literal translation of "foi de base" would be like "went to base" or something but it's kinda complicated to translate because the "foi de" part means like "went as (something)" or "did the (something)"

foi de base can also be derived into different versions in which you can switch the word "base" for literally any word of your preference. Popular example: fulano foi de arrasta pra cima (john doe went to swipe up. Yeah i know, it's just not as funny in english but it's funny in portuguese, i promise)

tankar - to tolerate

intankavel ("untankable") - intolerable, insufferable

examples: não da pra tankar os carro feio do elon (i can't tank elon's ugly cars), o carro feio do elon é intankavel (elon's ugly car is untankable) - meaning you can't tolerate elon's ugly cars

slang that comes from the term "tank" from *i believe* World of Warcraft (please correct me if i'm wrong about the origin of the term) and also used in Final Fantasy, meaning a character that has a high HP count or a high resistance to attacks, usually a character meant to lure in enemies during multiplayer sessions so other players can attack the enemies that are too focused on trying to take down the tank character (i feel very represented by this term as a Final Fantasy player who has a tank miqo'te /j)

bostil + intankavel o bostil

bostil - fusion of "bosta" (shit) and "brasil" (brazil). Slang used specifically to refer to brazilian hardships that are strictly related to the country itself and its issues.

intankavel o bostil - (see "tankar", "intankavel") Slang used to criticize anything if you're brazilian, can be used both to criticize specifically brazil issues or if you're just a brazilian person complaining about anything in general. Does not require to be anything strictly related to brazilian struggles and can be used ironically but is commonly used that way. Still considered appropriate to be only used by brazilians.

vai chupar um canavial de rola - go suck a sugarcane field of cocks

you basically just tell someone this if you're pissed off, it's self explanatory

olavo, olavo de carvalho, olavo de caralho - skull, skeleton, death, dead person (this one has a bigger context)

example 1: foi de olavo (see "foi de base") - means the person died

example 2: olha o olavo aí *aponta pra uma caveira ou esqueleto* (look at the olavo *points at a skull or skeleton*) - means you're, well, looking at a skull or a skeleton.

"olavo" refers to a brazilian """philosopher""" (my ass) named Olavo de Carvalho who passed away 2 years ago (almost 3 years now! happy deathday olavo!) and he was just not a good person so that's why we make fun of his death here. Olavo was not only a flat earth believer but also a covid denier (he literally died from covid) and, well, he was basically a fascist. Good riddance

Olavo de Caralho is a pun with his last name "Carvalho" (oak), but "caralho" means a whole variety of cuss words (fuck, cock, etc. It can mean a lot of stuff)

broxa - a type of brush, person with erectile dysfunction (PLEASE don't ever call someone this because it's super degrading unless they're an asshole)

broxa was originally a type of brush, a short and more tougher brush.

broxa is a derogatory term used to refer to a person with erectile dysfunction and can be a verb like "broxou" which refers to a dick going soft too early

broxa can also be used if you're disappointed at something.

example: eu fiquei broxado com o final desse filme (my dick went soft at the end of this movie) - means you were disappointed at the end of the movie you watched

viado, bicha - faggot

here we actually use "viado" and "bicha" the same way english speakers use "bro" for example, but it's much more appropriate to use this slang when you're queer yourself, otherwise it's seen as inappropriate or even homophobic

prikito, priquito - pussy

comes from the word "periquito" (parakeet)

você pinta como eu pinto? (pun)

the translation to this one won't make sense at first, but basically it's like a little joke with the sentence "você pinta como eu pinto" and "você pinta com meu pinto" which are pronounced the same way. the first one means "do you paint like i paint" and the second means "do you paint with my dick" and it's like a little thing you trick people into saying "yes" or anything like that

se eu cozinho todo mundo come (pun)

same type of joke as the previous one. "se eu cozinho todo mundo come" (if i cook everyone eats) has the same pronunciation as "seu cuzinho todo mundo come" (everyone eats/fucks your ass)

list might grow in the future lol

edit to add one that i absolutely love:

nem fudendo - no fucking way

used when you can't believe something someone said

used as a more aggressive replacement to "no"

[thecoolerliauditore]

maybe this is just me but i didn't see (3rd life) flower husbands as abusive until i watched jimmy's pov.

scott's 3rd life was one of the first life series povs i watched in 2023. i didn't see it as toxic, but i also didn't think their dynamic was as romantic as the fandom promised. i did view their interactions in other series (mainly double life) as such which led me to view them as divorced with scott being a toxic ex.

then about a year later i decided i wanted a refresher on the events of flower husbands' third life. i decided to watch jimmy's pov this time along side scott's. just the first episode of jimmy's pov gave me a whole different impression. "go get the sugarcane" haunts me. i thought that maybe the way i watch this series has changed..? but when i rewatched scott's episodes my general impression was still less sinister. i don't have a good reason as to why but it's interesting ig.

I'm gonna have to outsource this one to bree I think I've heard them talk about before how people tend to come to the abuse conclusion from jimmy's POV while Scott's feels much more chill. Maybe it's the editing or something or a general unfamiliarity with abuser POVs but it's like. an observed phenomenon.

I do think that Martyn's "run away with me" conversation and Jimmy mentioning to Martyn later that he's afraid of Scott hitting him add to it a lot. That first one specifically is delivered so? What is the word um. Unfunny-ly?

That being said I've always been horrified by them through Scott's POV so I'm not really a good test subject. The sugarcane scene haunts all of us. From Scott's POV it always gets me how it's so sudden, he's politely and happily chatting with Ren and Martyn and as soon as Jimmy shows up it's like a switch flips.

But yeah again if anyone's got any theories regarding why Jimmy's POV is scarier I'd love to read them

[everything-is-crab]

Posts like this are why I don't engage with radblr anymore. Or basically any community dominated by white people.

Look at the notes. It's filled with mostly "sex based oppression is real" as if most misogynists and feminists in India don't already know this. But since some Western feminists or from other countries don't, it's important to them to tokenize our struggles so they gain a point in their political debates. I have said this a hundred times before but it's obvious how they see us as nothing but tokens. They call TRAs racist for preying on the insecurities of woc due to beauty standards imposed on us and for ignoring our oppression as women, but they do the same thing with us. They see some issue unique to a specific community of poc? They try to fit it in their arguments against the libfems. Unlike issues that they face as well, like domestic abuse, prostitution and porn. On which they write very well researched and elaborate posts. But they're completely lazy when it comes to woc especially the ones living in the global south. And that leads to their racist and classist behavior.

As for trans people- they always try to get back at radfems by saying "terfs will look at these women and say they're men" or whatever when they see a woc talk about her own issues or even when she's simply breathing, as if it doesn't cross their own mind how they say the same thing when they go "transphobia is racist" as if woc are some third gender and as if trans poc do not experience any other meaningful oppression that's distinguishable from racism 🙄

Second of all- it's obvious many of them are racist but don't explicitly express it but some on this post did-

It's so obvious that in the second screenshot what that person means by "cultures with such barbaric practices" is "brown savages". This is blatant racism. But when I pointed out on my other post how white radfems are incapable of forming any meaningful solidarity with woc if they only focus on misogyny and not racism (which most of them are guilty of) I received my first racist backlash on here. Even many woc themselves did this. But I already talked about how woc on here are like the kind of woc who take racism seriously but not sexism in order to gain validation by moc, except it's vice verse in this case. You guys can't comprehend and accept that everytime white women try to talk about issues exclusive to any race that's not white, even if it's from a "feminist" pov, then they very likely have a racist mindset behind their words, whether it's intentional or subconscious.

Anyways, nothing about this is "cultural". (And tbh even if it's cultural why do you act like culture is influenced by race itself and not many other economic, political and social factors that white people have and still influence?).

The men who are doing this are not some unique kind of misogynistic relative to white men. Do white men not stigmatize periods? They're doing this (and I clarify I am not ok with this or defending it but I am simply fighting back against the assumption that the cause of this thing is simply cultural) because the women working on those sugarcane fields have to do extremely intensive labor for hours straight. It affects their menstrual health severely. And this is a poor country in the global south affected by economic imperialism, and therefore mostly production based with less mechanization of the agricultural industry, not like the dominant service sector in most Western countries. It's not easy for people this poor to switch to some other job with equal or better pay and better working conditions. And this particular district is especially poor. How is anything about this "cultural" and why do you think we deserve to die out because of it?

Sorry we're not as developed as Spain or some other Western country where the women here could get menstrual leaves or something and it wouldn't affect production (which is already quite low for a population this large involved in agriculture).

Instead of adopting this as a talking point against TRAs or justifying racism why don't you try to criticize both imperialism and capitalism or at least talk about the poverty and lack of resources causing these issues, if you really care for "all" women so much as you claim to. But no, you will pretend the issue is solely intentional misogyny and not involving multiple factors in it.

And btw I don't want any white woman to come in my inbox like they did last time and demand that I apologize for being rude to white women when criticizing their racism. That's never gonna happen. Especially not when most white women and even many woc don't bother with this issue. Get rid of your superiority complex this isn't the colonial era anymore.

As for Indian radfems (most of whom I have come across being bootlickers of white women)- The global south has classes too. And yk this. Just because you're a woc too doesn't mean you don't have any other bias against any other women in this country. Amazing how some of you pretend you give a fuck about the growing nationalist movement just because you're socially liberal. But how nationalists promote imperialism and capitalism in the country doesn't matter to you.

[myfootyrthroat]

"Mill-ore-gan-ite? I dunno man, I don't use any chemicals I can't pronounce. I don't use any inputs since I switched to living soil. All you have to do is get 200lbs of pure unprocessed sugarcane. You're gonna have to order it from the Bahamas. Then you get 100lbs of pure rice hulls. From SHORT GRAIN RICE. That's really important. Korean rice is best. You mix that with moringa wood chips, those can be kind of tricky to get. You cover it with pure rainwater and at least 5% egg shells, wood ash, and then the whey from pure Bulgarian goat yogurt. Once it's fermented, you add it about 3" deep over your soil. If you do that every month, you never have to use inputs, man!"

[convexicalcrow]

Aww yeah the copper grind was 100% worth it, that roof looks so much better now. <3 I'm going to do, like, tiered gardens going down the mountainside for crops and whatnot, just to give the land more shape, and to flatten it out a little.

Did a cute lil interior as well. Little workspace in one area, and more of a sitting area on the other side, with some storage under the staircase. I'm all fully organised now, and I dug a storage room into the mountain bc I was already outgrowing the initial storage I put in the second floor lololol. Too much digging. XD

The furnace wall will turn into an autosmelter in time so I can expand my storage out that way when it's time, but for now, it'll do. I've reserved three columns of chests on the back left side for cobble, dirt, and cobbled deepslate, bc I just have So Much of it.

Enchanting room and bedroom. <3 Bedroom still needs some lil bits of decoration, but it'll do for now. I have sheep and cows and sugarcane growing now so I'll slowly work on getting the bookshelves I need for a full set-up. I'll build the animals a barn at some point as well, so they're not just in random pens down the mountainside.

Also I've been making staircases everywhere. Up to the top of the mountain, and down to my branch mine. There's tons of flat land on the top of the mountain, and I'd like to build some bigger structures up there, though what yet I don't know. Maybe I'll put the villagers up there idk. I could def fit a nice trading hall up there without needing to terraform so much. idk we'll see.

I do plan to make a path to the closest village, and I think next time I play, I may do that, and spend some time over there getting some villagers levelled up. It's by a meadow biome, and there's plenty of flat-ish space for crop farming and tree farming for emerald trades. I'd like to get a mending villager, and also a leatherworker so I can get a saddle and acquire one of the horses or donkeys I've seen around the place to make the journey quicker.

I'd like to bring the villagers back to my base eventually, when I decide to switch this world from peaceful to easy, so I can get an iron farm up and running, but I need to decide where tf the villagers are going first. I'll do the same iron farm I have in my other java world bc it's so stupidly small and simple to build, and it has given me SO MUCH MORE IRON THAN I COULD EVER POSSIBLY USE omg. I just need to figure out where the villagers are going, and then figure out how tf I'm getting them there lol. :D

Also guess who managed to get lost TWICE today and had to dig tunnels to get back again lololol. :D Once whilst bringing cows back from the village, and once while accidentally going caving and finding a deep dark biome and forgetting my way back. Also I am disappointed to discover I just have a gigantic deep dark biome under the mountain, not an ancient city, so no loot for me. It's in the biggest fkn cave I've ever seen, stretched hundreds of blocks. Sadge.

Also I have decided I'm not going to bother upgrading to netherite on my other java solo world before I upgrade the world. I have toolsmiths and armoursmiths for days, tons of diamonds, I play with keep inventory on, and I Do Not Want to go netherite mining, so. I'll make do with diamond. I will trim the world a little tho, cut out those chunks around the mountains and the woodland mansion just so I can be sure I'll get those Vex armour trims. >_>

Oh. And remind me tomorrow to fix up my minecraft build tags, bc I want to be able to find each world, and now that I have two java solo worlds, I should probably make them distinguishable. So I'll do a post about that tomorrow. And then maybe catch up on my dash bc I've been ignoring it bc I'm so addicted to 1.20 omg.

[tyborgdraws]

Woo I love it when school assignments let me do fanart!

Insert poetic text about how everyone underestimate him (deserved) but he is really cracked (sometimes)

Text because handwriting go brrr

Cleo: I REALLY hope I didn't get scar

Grian: NOOOOO!!!

Grian: Etho do you want to switch soulmates?

Etho: Nooooo

Bdubs: OH, it's you and scar!

Grian: yeah...

Bdubs: It was so nice knowing you!

Grian: yeah I know

Grian: I'm going to be babysitting this man

Joel offscreen: We would rather buy some sugarcane

Scar: Oh: I'm not allowed to hold the sugarcane

Tiny joel: Scar we are burning your pandas if you don't come down here

Scar: YOU LEAVE THE PANDAS ALONE!!