#humane practices

[meanao3thoughts]

a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isn’t social media this is community.

[ains-art]

She's an excellent subject for texturing fun if you ask me 😌 Also she doesn't really have golden nails but it felt fitting for the vibe...

[taraxippos]

One of my all time biggest pet peeves with historical(ish) fantasy is when the writer constructs a religion with a clear bias that it's stupid and false and therefore only the Stupid People and/or commoners believe in it and all the smart/elite main characters are like, quasi-atheists or otherwise just routinely flout established religious conventions of orthodoxy and/or orthopraxy because they're Too Smart for it or etc.

It's usually an extension of assumptions that people in the past were just less intelligent than in the contemporary, just being like "I know that the sun is a star millions of miles away that the earth orbits, but this ancient religion describes it as a chariot flying through the sky" and not really bothering to learn the context and just (consciously or subconsciously) settling on 'that's a crazy thing to think and was probably believed in because they were Stupid'.

And that whole attitude pisses me off so much. People were as 'smart' 10,000 years ago as they are today. These beliefs aren't just desperate, random flailing to explain phenomena that could not directly be accounted for either, it's not like people just looked at the sun and went "Uhhh I don't know what the fuck that thing is, actually. I guess it might be a chariot or a boat or something?? Yeah let's go with that." and based entire religious practices on this. Every well-established belief system exists within broader contexts of cultural values/subjective perceptions of reality/knowledge systems/etc, and exist as part of a historical continuum of religious practices that came before. Even when not Materially Correct, they have context and internal logic, they're not always dead literal with zero levels of allegory, and they're never a result of stupidity.

[dailymothanon]

I really like @suja-janee ‘s fellas and I wanted to draw them, so. How I imagine a human Soundwave would deploy his boys except I do not take it seriously.. the answer is obviously to deploy them discus throwing style, clearly. He must be real good at it so I’ve heard (not a single soul has uttered such a thing to me). Poor TC really thought he��d just witnessed death probably, but don’t blame him, he expected Soundwave to be normal

[tesscourtes]

if nobody got me, pinterest kissing references got me.

[occudo]

Epilogue(?) for A fish out of water

There was a post flooting around about how lighthouse keepers used to have to be married, and made me think of a possible happy-ish ending for my siren!jon selkie!martin story… If anyone knows the og post (I think it was a writing advice?) let me know, and I link it.

more of them

[romansleftshoulderpad]

As a writer, I love going back through the comments I've gotten on AO3. I promise that the minute you take of your time has been appreciated for hours/months/years

[lilybug-02]

Everyone is mad.

Bug Fact: Deep-sea Peanut Worms have purple blood. The hemerythrin chemical gives the worm its purple hue and also gives it the ability to regenerate should it lose part of its body. Photos Below

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Volume 2 Masterpost ▴♥︎▴

[johnnyshrine]

★ 058 // “iPod Silhouette Ad”

[posts-from-pluto]

Humans are weird - Laughter

Basically just: what if aliens aren't used to laughter (ft- no names bc idk what ocs this would apply to)

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Alien: -and that is how I found out that the hair on some humans heads is actually something called a wig and that I hadn't accidentally somehow shocked them into losing all their head hair

Human:*bursts out laughing* Oh my god

Alien: HUMAN ARE YOU ALRIGHT? ARE YOU CHOKING?

Human : *laughing even harder at the misunderstanding* YEAH NO *WHEEZING*DON'T WORRY

Alien: SAYING YEAH NO IS NOT VERY REASSURING...

Alien: OH MY LORDS YOUR FACE IS TURNING RED! HUMAN???

*meanwhile the human is slowly making their way towards the ground wheezing because their legs are giving out*

Alien: I HAVEN'T RESEARCHED HOW TO PERFORM THE HEIMLICH MANEUVER YET THIS IS THE WOOORST TIME FOR THIS

Human: *through wheezing* I swear I'm alright

Alien:I'LL GO GET A DOCTOR HOLD ON *already heading through the door* DOES ANYONE HERE KNOW HOW TO DO THE HEIMLICH MANEUVER???-

*a few minutes later*

Alien:... so you're telling me that humans just sometimes get so amused that their lungs spasm and they struggle to breath???

Human: *still kinda giggling* yes

Alien:... Well I guess that is good to know. I'll try to avoid being too amusing in the future.

Human: nooo, laughing is a positive thing

Alien: -STRUGGLING TO BREATH IS POSITIVE???

[mebis-art-dump]

She is so cool

[whitejays-galaxy]

I had to

Meanwhile Dooku and Palpatine

[cacomixle]

I have a rant about people and planetary care.

Hear me out and bear with me for a minute or two, if you have the time and patience -

I eat meat

And I like eating meat

And when it's possible I prefer to be the one to kill an animal *myself* if I'm going to eat it.

BUT

That absolutely does NOT give me the right to kill shit unnecessarily.

And it does NOT give me the right to cause other animals pain or suffering.

There is a REASON for humane euthanasia practices.

An animal you're eating should be given the respect and consideration of a quick death that does not follow a fearful interaction.

You don't just get to make other animals suffer because you're going to eat them.

And certainly not just because you consider them a pest in your way.

Very little separates you, as a "human", reading this in our little made up society, from everything else as an "animal" - killing and fucking without thought for consequences beyond success or death. Consideration for HOW one kills is a huge part of maintaining that imaginary construct we sometimes call "society".

This thing we're all doing together? Living like "humans"?

That can only happen if we can all be something more than animals together.

It doesn't happen on its own, we have to *decide* to do it *together* or else we ARE just animals who put on clothes.

Respect your food.

Use humane practices.

Don't poison pests.

If you can handle it, maybe even put spiders and centipedes and moths back outside if you find them - they have jobs to do also.

Everything in this world has a place in our ecosystem, that's WHY it exists in the first place.

Not everything belongs to "humanity"

Quick fucking up our planet - we don't own it, we just work here.

[yourstrulynobody]

FAKE SAMS AND EAPS THUMBNAILS (based off yesterday's art) :D!!!

[EAPS] "ECLIPSE IS MISSING!"

[SAMS] "ECLIPSE GOES HOME... in VRChat"

(the storyline under cut, ft bad writing <3)

(THEY MAY BE OUT OF CHARACTER AS I AM HORRIBLE AT INTERPRETING PERSONALITIES, SO I DO APOLOGIZE! DO CORRECT ME IF IM WRONG. :D.)

Eclipse doesn't remember how he did it—to convince Solar Flare to help him find where their Sun and Moon now stay, but he managed to.

By the gods, they managed to in half a week.

The audible sigh of relief that came from Eclipse finding out Solar Flare wasnt doing as he dread, but doing as he requested was the most hes been at peace. Maybe Eclipse shouldve known when his companion gave him that knowing look when he spoke of his plan. Maybe.

This favor was huge yet Solar Flare didnt ask for anything in return, only that Eclipse find refuge and a home in this new dimension. That embrace Solar Flare initiated before allowing Eclipse to enter the portal was something Eclipse hadnt known he'd needed, but it was worth returning in a tighter hold.

It was hard to step in after, but Solar Flare's nod was enough to tell Eclipse that he was doing the right thing. His kids were gonna be informed, and they'd start anew like Eclipse had planned when he entered the other dimension before, far from the danger and problems.

His eyes landed on the exterior of a house, illuminated by the blue tone of the portal until it closed, leaving the house enveloped in shadows once more. Absentmindedly, his body surges forward and his hand raises to knock on the door twice, catching the attention of the people in the lit kitchen.

The door swings open, and a familiar voice speaks out—a voice Eclipse never knew he missed.

"Hello—? Gah!" Sun squeaks out, taking a step back as his faint glow reveals Eclipse's figure outside. Stammering, his gaze bounce between Eclipse and Moon, his brother staring in confusion. "M-m-moon, do—do we have, uh, a-a Eclipse in this universe?"

Moon perks up from his slouched spot against the counter, his guard raised. "I dont think we do..." He turns on his night vision just as Eclipse rudely welcomes himself in and... collapses into Sun's arms.

"Eclipse?!.." Moon rushes over to them, his hands no longer holding the cereal box as he raised them in worry, wanting to cup Eclipse's face but not knowing if he was allowed to.

Sun, though, was braver; his arm wraps around the taller animatronic, allowing Eclipse to use his shoulder as a pillow. "Eclipse!.." Sun whispers, more worried than Eclipse has ever heard Sun towards him.

They spoke his name ever so softly, like it were the first time theyve seen him.

It possibly was with his appearance—his slumped figure with worse eyebags and tear stains than both of them with the addition of his odd choice of sleepwear of a jacket layered on a turtleneck and baggy pants to hide his barefeet.

While Moon has met Eclipse a few days ago, he was certain Eclipse didnt look like he walked into hell before being dragged suddenly and knocked against rocks in his fallen state.

Just the way they spoke and fussed over him told Eclipse enough: he was safe. By the Astrals and stars in the sky, Eclipse was safe.

Safer than Puppet's greetings to him.

Safer than getting released from the mindscape.

Safer than getting his back patched up.

Safer than Charlie reuniting with her father.

Safer than Ruin giving him options on how to take a break.

Safer.

This dimension was safer.

Sure, the virus is at work and possibly infected plenty of devices already, but he was with someone—Moon who could actually help him in creating a cure, maybe even Solar and Monty could assist as they are both just as smart in that subject.

This was safe.

The safe haven Eclipse hasnt been given; the place where he could finally heal from his trauma.

The way he was held and spoke to so gently was like melody, the lullaby that lulled him into allowing his tears to finally escape as hes lowered to the ground, his head now on Moon's shoulder while Sun continued to hold him.

He was safe.

If not safe with his friends, than safe with his enemies.

Eclipse is safe.

[kabukiaku]

some hand studies 🖤✨😏

[snail-day]

Shoko is really trying to quit smoking, for you. Her beloved wife. The one person who makes her want a future long enough to actually plan for. You’d said it once so sweetly, curled up beside her in bed, fingers tracing patterns across her skin with your head on her shoulder. “I don’t want to outlive you.” And she hadn’t laughed or brushed it off like she does with most things. She’d kissed your forehead and made up her mind. No more cigarettes.

Tossed out her pack in the morning.

Of course, it’s not easy. Her job is hell. Late-night surgeries, endless paperwork, and really the only doctor in Jujutsu society. But instead of slipping out for a smoke, she finds a new kind of comfort.

You.

Specifically your tits.

Whenever the tension starts to creep in, she closes her office door and pulls you into her lap with a sigh. “Help me out a little, baby?” she murmurs, already lifting your shirt with those cold, gentle fingers. You don’t even question it anymore. You just smile and let her settle in.

Her soft lips wrap around your nipple, slow and soothing, and she suckles, the warmth of her tongue lapping slowly across the bud. The occasional drag of her teeth. You stroke her hair, letting her melt into you, even if you’re squirming a little. “Shoko, they’re starting to get sore…”

She pulls away just enough to kiss the swell of your breast, a sheepish smile tugging at her lips. “Sorry, baby. But it’s either this or I go back to sneaking smoke breaks, and I think we both know you’d rather have me like this.”

Her arms wrap around your waist, holding you close, her voice low and affectionate as she adds, “You always calm me down. Just being near you makes everything feel lighter.”

She nuzzles her face into your chest with a content sigh. “Best patch I’ve ever had.”