#undeveloped

[mapsontheweb]

UN list of least developed countries

[tatardraws]

Day 4 of #beastober2023 : Undeveloped Babies of this species can significantly slow down their development if they were too comfortable being fed and cared for in their soft, warm nest. Can you blame them?

[acmeoop]

Very Quest-Like Promo Art (1960s)

[wyndryga]

child safety lock you know its me......

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Physically, velvet-horns often have body proportions and facial features more typical of does, while their testes are smaller and undeveloped (and in fact the animals are infertile).

"Biological Exuberance: Animal Homosexuality and Natural Diversity" - Bruce Bagemihl

[chtontheroad]

[apas-95]

the view that sexual predation is based on 'brain development' rather than life experience and social power is, like the common view that incest is bad because of 'inbreeding' rather than the control granted by the family structure, one where the issues of social power imbalance are replaced by an unhelpful bioessentialism - one that both makes permissions for these abuses (whether it's in the cases of non-blood relatives, or of an 18 year old being exploited by a 50 year old), and targets non-abusive relationships (if the reason for incest's immorality is that it might produce a disabled child, how does that logic continue towards people with inherited illnesses?). working within this essentialist logic, it's impossible to rectify these issues - neither extending the supposed 'undeveloped brain' to greater ages, nor simply deciding that there exists no real power a middle-aged man has over a new graduate, can fix the errors generated.

[heroesriseandfall]

Jason, age 12 at Ma Gunn’s school: This lady is trying to teach me how to be a criminal and use a gun? Horrible. I’m out of here. School sucks. I’d rather stay homeless.

Jason, age 18: Talia, give me more money so I can pay people to teach me how to be a criminal and use a gun better. I’m willing to live at crime school. Criminal education is great.

[tiddygame]

Ghoap god type AU.

Soap is the long forgotten god of death.

Ghost is his first follower in a very long time.

Ao3 /// part 1 /// part 2 /// part 3 /// part 4 /// part 5 /// part 6 /// part 7 /// part 8 /// part 9

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At first, Soap had been seen as kind and benevolent. The one to end someone’s suffering and help them along to the afterlife. However, as more wars began to break out, his perception changed into that of a bloodthirsty warmonger. The type that you sacrifice the blood of innocents to for luck in your upcoming battles.

Soap had simply ignored the brutish offerings. But then they spread. Like a plague, soon everyone was murdering their chosen victims in his temples in the hopes that it would bring them even more fortune.

Realizing that his presence was just causing more and more to die, he let himself fade away. He was reduced to nothing more than a comforting feeling people felt before they died. Over time, the so-called offerings stopped. Scared of what would happen should he return, he continued to fade.

A god is only as strong as their followers believe them to be. With no followers, no offerings, they are nothing. While mortal weaponry may hurt a god, may even get them to bleed, it cannot kill them. A god can only truly die when they are no longer remembered.

Soap is waiting for the day that he is truly forgotten and can pass on when he gets a feeling. One he has not had in an age. Though his worshippers have abandoned him, his temples and statues remained, though now significantly worse for wear. And someone just provided an offering of a single slice of bread on one of his statues.

A meager offering, sure, but it’s enough to get his attention. He has almost no power nor any energy left, but he sees a soldier sitting next to the statue as he ate his meal.

Meanwhile, Ghost hadn’t the faintest clue what god he just gave an offering to, but he felt a little better afterwards and so just hoped they weren’t evil. He took note of the statue’s appearance and when his troop was encamped near a town, he snuck away to a local library to see if there were any books he could find about it.

He was not apart of the army willingly, but he owed them a life debt and they had decided that it would only be repaid upon his death. Just a glorified prisoner, he was kept at the general’s side as his favorite weapon. Sneaking away was difficult, but definitely doable. The few times he was caught, he made enough of a disturbance that it was easier for everyone involved to let him do his thing.

They did not need to worry about him running away. If he was able, he’d have run the second he was given the chance. However, he was stuck. As long as he owed a debt, he could not leave.

The statue, at the very least, gave him something to do.

He was intrigued. He did not recognize the features at all, and his research confirmed that it was not a well known deity. It takes a long time of asking the right people and finding the right books to uncover the story of the forgotten god.

Having read everything — from loving poems about the being helping sickly children find comfort in their last moments to angry anecdotes about desperate townspeople sacrificing themselves in the hope that the god would show them mercy — he decides to give the god the benefit of the doubt.

He figures the world is shitty enough, why not find some good that had been tucked away? Ghost himself was seen more as a weapon than a person and couldn’t help but sympathize. He was never one for gods or worship, more likely to curse the heavens than ever sacrifice something of his, but he almost felt bad for the being. So, the next day, from one bloodthirsty monster to another, he gives the forgotten god more offerings.

It’s still not much, just an apple and a ring the general wouldn’t notice missing, but he sets them there anyways. He damn near jumps out of his fucking skin when the feeling of an accepted offering floods through him. He stares at what would have originally been the face of the statue, but nothing happens. The trees behind him continue to sing their song in the faint breeze, with the sounds of a lively woods never fading.

There is no outside sound, no out of place movement, no indication that he hadn’t just imagined the feeling. A leaf falling from one of the branches and landing on the pedestal, where the offerings were now gone, snapped him out of his staring contest. He muttered out a gruff thanks and sat down to eat, ignoring the feeling of being watched.

[freewayshark]

Look. I know. I KNOW. Tommy was not written as queer during the begins episodes. But I just love that now that he is you really can look back on them and see this array of queer experience between him and Hen where you have these two queer people in a hostile environment, and it plays so differently for them, where she is so fully herself in spite of it vs him tucking himself into the fold to survive. And I know who they are outside of being queer impacts that as well, obviously, because she also had a target on her back for being Black and a woman, things she couldn’t have hidden regardless where of course he’s a white man, and so I’m not discrediting the impact that has as well, as well as the fact that she was fully confident in her queerness and he was not. I’m just saying that the Tommy is queer reveal just layers so perfectly on top of what they had that it’s just fucking kismet

[troutwithfur]

i never thought of the cats in the warriors series being feral when i initially read it, so in my head the battle at the end of the first book was going down like this.

[televised-eyes]

it just hit me that crowley as a character is especially attractive and sympathetic to kids and teenagers because he’s the “cool moody sexy rebellious one” whereas aziraphale is deeply uncool, typically follows the rules, and is not conventionally attractive. so of course the kids and teenagers on this website are going to defend crowley at all costs even if it means having cruel and uninformed opinions…

this truly explains everything to me

[dwtdog]

He wants everyone to know the whole brain fully developed at 25 is pseudoscience sooooo bad 😭😭😭

LMFOAOO

[astrangergivingthestrangewelcome]

I also do want to make fun of Jack for putting all of his patient notes on the fucking phonograph like. It's so funny when he's like "it just occurred to me that I had no way of looking up something specific in my notes with this method of dictation" like 👀 you are the ultimate authority in charge of the lives of several dozen people what the fuck do you MEAN you never thought about how you'd access your case notes on them you have to think about these things.

[teehee-vibes]

Read the most life-altering gay fanfic written by @some-guy-liam, everyone else should read it too