#pandas sorting

[codewithnazam]

Data Manipulation: A Beginner's Guide to Pandas Dataframe Operations

Outline: What’s a Pandas Dataframe? (Think Spreadsheet on Steroids!) Say Goodbye to Messy Data: Pandas Tames the Beast Rows, Columns, and More: Navigating the Dataframe Landscape Mastering the Magic: Essential Dataframe Operations Selection Superpower: Picking the Data You Need Grab Specific Columns: Like Picking Out Your Favorite Colors Filter Rows with Precision: Finding Just the Right…

[broncoburro]

Every species of bear. 🐻

Long time since I last did a taxonomy poster! It's nice to do one for a family with less than 20 members.

Prints here.

[bklily]

What could possibly defeat them when they're together?

Bonus:

While the pair is having their bonding moment, Lilia is on the verge of a stress induced heart attack

[velvetwyrme]

I beg of thee, for isopods in the au. They come in so many cool varieties

isopods <3333 !!!!!! i love them dearly!! hmm. who would make for a good isopod...

strangely enough i immediately went "ratchet or wheeljack" (for different reasons). ratchet because i think that the image of a roly poly with sirens is HILARIOUS (... alt modes have not come uo whatsoever in this au so far so who knows whats up with that LMAO) and wheeljack because. thats how he can survive his experiments he just curls up in a little ball.

WAIT. ACTUALLY. TAILGATE WOULD MAKE A CUTE ISOPOD. HE PANICS AND CURLS UP...

[cousin-quartz-of-house-paradox]

iris wildthyme my absolute fucking beloved 🫶

doing a review of all her prose stories (NOT in order lol)

you'll find them in my #iris wildthyme <-tag, along w other iris-core posts and disjointed thoughts there lol. more specific is the #wildthyme is spoken for! <-meta tag, which has all I have to say abt each story plus my comments + screenshots of some passages meanwhile! :) also i post actual iris meta there! #iris & panda <-tag for THEM<33

list of iris wildthyme things (full mostly-coherent reviews, meta) ive posted about:

story reviews:

More Short Trips: Femme Fatale (by Paul Magrs): this is half a story review and half me trying to make sense of what in the fuck even happened (in a good way.) this story's got a non-linear narrative too i love that shit.

The Panda Book of Horror (anthology):

Iris Wildthyme and The Unholy Ghost

Framed

A Clockwork Iris (anthology):

Flasket Brimmer and The Clockwork Heart

The Woman Who Sold The Moon

Iris and The Dame

Timepeace

meta:

On Iris Wildthyme, and coping mechanisms, and issues plenty.

On Iris, and queerness<3

On Iris and her attachment issues, featuring Panda and the Doctor.

Reviews of (mostly) all Iris audio stories!

other assorted things:

Discussion of the two ends of genres in Iris Wildthyme stories

Out-of-Context things that happen in Verdigris (y2k PDA by Paul Magrs himself)

Compilation of the (third) Doctor and Iris being Divorced™ from Verdigris

[mathematical-cheese]

Bro...aroaces are literally the most represented everywhere. And you're still complaining. Go ask aroallos and aceallos about being recognised lol

The post wasn't even about representation, it's about the fact that even in aspec spaces there is a tendency to leave out the aro part of aroace and just viewing those people as asexual where being aro is an afterthought. Do you not see how that is also harmful for both aroallos and alloaces?

In the case of aroallos it's the fact that they're forgotten about because they aren't asexual and therefore their identity isn't even at the forefront of most people's minds when discussing aspec stuff. Their aroness is erased because it is not accompanied by asexuality.

In the case of alloaces there is the underlying assumption that romantic attraction isn't felt because there is still the assumption that aroace and asexual are the same thing. The fact they do feel romantic attraction is erased by the fact they're asexual.

The underlying issue here is that there isn't a great understanding of how different attractions interact with each other and the different labels we have to describe different experiences, even within the aspec community.

I made the post because an irl aspec group that I'm in were talking about the aroace character in the new series of Heartstopper and almost all of them referred to him as asexual. I have not watched Heartstopper (romance stuff doesn't interest me) but I was informed that there's actually a stronger focus on romantic attraction, i.e. the aro part in his aroace identity. As well as a consistent feeling that my aroness was erased when I identified as aroace and is ultimately one of the reasons I dropped the ace part of the label.

[dracocheesecake]

First Date

Based on an idea inspired by @tranquilskies2

(I deviated a little)

Life, awareness, existence- he had been brought back from oblivion, his soul and body gathered and renewed…and he didn't even have a second to enjoy the sheer bliss of it, before he was drained, defeated, and shoved into a tiny cage, by an even tinier opponent. 

Needless to say, General Kai was already regretting this second chance at existing. He groaned, then slowly tried to move his limbs into a less cramped position- not easy, with the bars on every side, and his body still being as weak as it was. 

Oh, but no, he didn’t even get a chance to try to get comfortable: soon a bunch of those lizards with spears surrounded his cage, moving it onto a cart of some sort (only after a lot a jostling- the heavy metal and his own significant weight made sure of that, a massive burden for such thin limbs). They loaded him on, then rolled him to some other part of the…wherever he was. Palace? Prison? 

Kai peeked from between the bars of his cage, trying to see what was going on- but he seemed to be the only one being transported. He furrowed his brow. 

“Hey, where are we going?” He demanded. “Why am I being moved?” 

No response from his guards. Well, he had expected that; still annoying, though. He huffed and grabbed the bars as best as he could. 

“Hey, what are you- HEY!” 

The door of his cage was opened, and he was dumped into a large room. Kai landed on the hard floor with a grunt. Pain like pins and needles shocked his recently- revived nervous system. That was why he was too slow to escape before they removed the cage and closed the heavy door behind him, leaving him for the moment alone. Kai laid as he was, trying to calculate how he might be able to sit up without too much pain. 

It didn’t work out, so he decided to stay as he was, a pathetic lump on the floor. There was no telling how long he remained like that, until some feeling and ability to move came back to his limbs, and he was finally able to sit up and observe his surroundings. The room he was in was large, dome-shaped, with an entrance behind him and an exit before him- but both blocked up by round sliding doors- too heavy for him to move in this state; but even if he could, opening either wouldn’t lead to escape; too many guards, and he hadn’t his power. 

But why had he been moved here from his cage? Separated from the others? Why not anyone else?- He was puzzling this over when the door behind him opened again, and four more guards entered, one of which carried a pile of fine silks, carefully folded. He placed it down in front of Kai while the other three surrounded him with spears; Kai thought about how lucky they were, that he couldn’t take their chi. 

“Our Supreme Mistress wishes you to wear this,” the iguana before him said with a flourish of his arm. Kai raised his brows. 

“Who?” 

“The Chameleon,” all four said, and then two of the guards behind him pushed him down until his face was nearly to the floor while the third put handcuffs on him. 

“What are you-?!” 

Next thing he knew, the robes were on him, and now four little birds were in the room with all sorts of implements in fine boxes and on silk cushions. Before he could process exactly what was happening, his hair was being brushed, some sort of rice powder was applied to his face, something else to his lips, his eyes- and there was nothing he could do to stop it. 

Then he was up on his feet, being shoved towards the exit door with the points of many spears digging into the skin of his back; not that he feared them. He was immortal, so what were spears to someone who had been ripped from the Spirit Realm and back again twice already? 

The other door rolled aside. He went through, the cuffs were removed, and then the guards left the room, closing the door again behind them. Kai shouted a curse at them in mongolian, then turned to squint suspiciously at the rest of the room bathed in the lantern light. A long, low table was laid out- almost too low for him, or most people. On it was a banquet fit for an emperor, an array of fine foods piled high on exquisite platters, all on a table cloth of fine yellow silk. Red paper lanterns carefully lit the scene; but it wasn't just the dim lighting that made it hard for Kai to see his host. 

Fortunately, the way the table was laid out made it so his eye was forced to follow a pathway towards the far end, where she sat on a silk cushion: the tiny sorceress, his jailer, the Chameleon. 

Damn the unfair size advantage; if he had had any of his power left, he would have rushed at her and drained her instantly of every drop of chi and wore her as an amulet for the rest of time- but at the moment, it was all he could do to remain standing, and keep his shaking legs from betraying his weakness. So he had to content himself with sitting contemptuously across from her (and not collapsing into place). 

The Chameleon smiled. “About time you showed up. I almost worried that my guards were too incompetent to bring you from one room into another. Did you put up a fight?” 

The last part was said with a light note of mockery that made Kai snort. He picked up the pair of chopsticks laying by his plate and started stuffing his mouth full of dumplings- he wasn't hungry, as a Spirit Warrior he had no need to eat, but she seemed the type to be annoyed at bad table etiquette. 

“I wish. You're all just lucky that I don't have my strength right now,” he said between mouthfuls, “because if I did-” 

The Chameleon arched her brows and placed a delicate, frail little hand on her thin chest, as if scandalized. 

“Now, General Kai! No need to be so hostile! Especially towards the one who saved your soul from the depths of oblivion- but I understand, all the same: you're used to draining others of their power, so I suppose it only makes sense that you'd be a little sour, now that someone has drained you.” 

Kai swallowed. “Well there's a good question: what exactly did you ‘drain’ me of? That wasn't just chi.” He looked at his arms, holding them out in front of him and flexing them a little, rolling and stretching his wrists; they still felt as weak as cooked noodles, even now. He grimaced. 

She laughed with a lilt with lightning in it, something loud and powerful, and Kai found he liked it. He had always respected power, and strength, and she had both- despite her diminutive size. 

The realization disturbed him. He probed the feeling a little, trying to decide what it really was; maybe his mind was still hazy after the draining. 

She propped her elbows up on the table and folded her hands neatly in front of her, with as much elegance as an empress. Then she laid her little pointed chin on her bony fingers. Kai thought she looked delicate, like the finest porcelain dishes; but the grin that spread over her face and the manic gleam in her eye wasn't so. It bespoke the true nature hiding under the fragile surface: an insatiable demonic hunger for power, an evil that could barely be contained in such a tiny vessel. 

“Oh, no, not quite, but similar. I was inspired by you,” she said. 

That made Kai perk up. His ego, so recently and constantly wounded, began to heal. Still, he managed to sound only casually interested. 

“Oh?” 

Her manic grin widened. Kai thought her face was going to split in half- but it was cute to him, in a strange way.  “Oh, yes. I've kept close tabs on the Dragon Warrior's history- and Grandmaster Oogway's, even more so. No self-respecting, supposed ‘kung fu fanatic’ wouldn’t. And obviously, that meant knowing a little of your history, too.” 

Kai picked up his porcelain cup and swirled the rice wine around in it. He drained the tiny cup in one sip, then picked up the decanter itself and took a long swill. He belched. 

“So what? You're a fan or something? What do you want? My autograph?” A smirk pulled at the corner of his lip, though in truth, there was a sense of genuine excitement behind the thought: finally, after all of these centuries, some recognition! 

“Hm. No,” she said. “Not quite.” 

Well, there went his hopes, shattering into pieces to stab his ego again. He grit his teeth, leaning back insouciantly. 

“I'm more of a Tai Lung fan, really,” she continued, “but you were still a source of inspiration. You know: ‘collecting’ masters of kung fu from both realms, using their skills for yourself?” 

Kai narrowed his eyes. The pieces were coming together. He lowered the decanter. 

“...You took my skills.” 

“And some other things, too,” she said. 

“Like what?” 

“A sorceress never reveals her secrets,” she answered, smooth as the fine silk she wore. 

Kai set his jaw. He respected it, in a way, but her response made him uneasy- she in her entirety made him uneasy- but that response, the cool, almost joking way in which she so casually spoke about her magic, draining him and others of their power and strength- it was something else; and the worst part was, it made him like her even more. He swallowed another mouthful of dumplings loudly. 

“But I inspired this ‘secret’ of yours.” He leaned an elbow on the table, enjoying the brief twitch of her eyelid as he did so. He tried to look and sound less uncomfortable than he was. He glanced up at the ceiling, stroking his beard in thought. 

“I think I can figure this out: it does involve chi, obviously, that much is certain. You couldn't do it otherwise, and live- as a mortal, at least. Also the ‘collecting’ of previous and current masters-” 

“With some exceptions, involving the Dragon Warrior's foes,” the Chameleon supplemented. 

Kai nodded and gestured to her. “The peacock, I noticed that much. A means of hitting his psyche, I assume?” 

“Your assumption is correct,” she said. 

Kai nodded at this with an appreciative hum. “An underhanded strategy, but I respect it. The battle is one of the mind, first. The panda isn't as stupid and weak as he looks, though: I know from personal experience.” 

“I actually wanted to speak to you about that- you know, get some pointers before I face off against him and all,” she said. 

Kai swished the rice wine around in the decanter. “Well, first of all: don't underestimate him for a second.” 

“Obviously. That's why I summoned you and the others.” 

He snorted again. “Oh, well I guess you think you're going to do better,” he said disdainfully. 

“Well, only after learning from the Best,” she said. “I did go over the records- eyewitness accounts I've gleaned in disguise, journalist reports, what have you- and I find it hard to believe that the panda beating you wasn't just dumb luck.” 

That made Kai pause. His eyes were still on the decanter, but his ear flickered in her direction, as is saying ‘go on’. 

“I mean, General Kai? Beaten by a silly, fat panda who spent one minute learning to master chi and just understands it instantly? Versus a Master of the art?” The Chameleon scoffed. “Ridiculous.” 

Kai grunted. “I always thought so, myself. He had an unfair advantage, what with all of the other pandas backing him up. I actually came this close to having him in my own collection, but nooo- then he starts glowing- because of all of the pandas giving him their chi, where they learned that all of a sudden I don't know- breaks out of my jade, and then boom! Fight over.” 

He slammed the decanter down, steam puffing from his nostrils. The Chameleon watched him, her eyes sparkling, claws digging into the table with rapt excitement. 

“Really? What happened- tell me everything,” she said. 

That was all she needed to say: the floodgates opened, and Kai found himself spilling out every detail, sparing nothing as he vented his tale of woe and humiliation (with proper editing, of course- he had to save some of his image). He knew he shouldn't tell her too much- but he couldn’t help himself. The way she listened with rapt attention and interest, the way she added exclamations of sympathy now and again, was such that his pride could not resist giving in. 

“-Then he pulls the Wuxi Finger Hold trick again- on himself this time, grabbing me along with him- and it works! Taking me and him back to the Spirit Realm-” 

“What?! After it didn't work on you? That's so stupid that it's almost genius!” 

Kai snorted. “I know, right? And then, like I said, I started beating him, and almost had him on my belt before he just suddenly broke free-” 

“At just the right moment, too.” 

“Exactly. And then he made himself a chi dragon of some sort- with an outfit change and everything-” 

The Chameleon scoffed. “Cliché!” 

Kai laughed. “Right! And if that wasn't bad enough…” he cleared his throat a bit, hesitant in his embarrassment at the memory of his defeat. “...he uses said dragon to slurp up one of my blades like a noodle…” 

“No,” she gasped in disbelief. 

Kai nodded. “Yeah,” he said, “and that's not even the most humiliating part: one of my chains ended up wrapped around my ankle, and he dragged me through the Spirit Realm, sending me crashing through every rock island along the way-” 

Suddenly the sorceress bristled and slammed her thin fist into the table. “How dare he!” 

To his surprise, she actually got up and began to pace on her end of the table, rushing back and forth, shaking her head and hissing and rambling from under her breath, between clenched teeth. 

“Has he no propriety?! The supposed successor of Grandmaster Oogway the Magnificent, and he doesn't even pretend to have any sort of modesty or respect for his opponents, by honoring them with a graceful defeat! No, makes a show of it! A- a joke! How dare he?! How dare he?! How dare he?! That foolish-” 

She hissed and whispered frantically to herself for a moment, and the histrionics made Kai chuckle. “Don't pop a blood vessel, squirt,” he said, though he truly felt flattered that she should be so offended on his behalf. 

The sorceress seemed to collect herself again and resumed her seat, her face smoothing over any emotion like magic. 

“I apologize. I just can't believe that you were forced to face such indignities. I would have thought that the student of Master Shifu, mentored by Grandmaster Oogway himself-” 

“Oh, no, Oogway was like that, too,” Kai said. He felt his jaw clench, and it took effort to get the words out. “Oogway was always a gloating show-off who couldn't spare his enemies their dignity. So really, the panda's a perfect fit to fill that shell.” 

The Chameleon chuckled. Kai liked the sound of it. “He'll need to lay off the dumplings before he'll be able to squeeze into it.” 

Kai laughed, spitting out his drink. She laughed. Again, he felt that strange surge of liking warm in his chest, and he found himself powerless against it; could it be some sort of magic of hers, manipulating him?- But he didn't really feel enchanted. And as the dinner went on and their conversation turned towards other things- namely Kai's previous exploits in the Spirit Realm, and his battles and achievements- he found he liked her more and more. 

He didn't know how long they had been talking and laughing- only that eventually he noticed the candles in the lanterns were burning down. wn. Maybe a few hours had passed, though it hadn’t felt like it. Kai hadn’t had a conversation that good in centuries, not since he and Oogway were still friends. 

Nonetheless, though, it came to an end; maybe she was tired, or, as he supposed, had more pressing business to attend to, because soon the door behind him opened again, admitting his guard. Kai stood, offering no resistance. 

“Well, I guess this means dinner’s come to an end,” he said, bowing to her- a polite nothing, really, just a formality. 

“Unfortunately,” she agreed. “I’m expecting a certain guest of honor soon, and I have much work to do to prepare before then- other interviews, traps to lay, masters to collect- but it has been wonderful to speak with you.” 

“Same here,” Kai admitted. The Chameleon chuckled. 

“I will have to arrange another dinner with you before I face the Dragon Warrior. I am going to need more advice on how to combat that ‘panda style’ of his. And once again, I have to say I am sorry you suffered such humiliation at his paws. Perhaps I can avenge your honor, General.” 

Kai felt his face flush- he liked the way she said that: ‘general’, one of his titles. He knew he had been used, of course, he knew he was going back in that cage now that dinner was over, another piece in her collection, perhaps for all of eternity, if she really did beat the panda…but all the same, even knowing that, Kai couldn’t help but think that he would like to talk to her again. 

“We’ll see,” he said, and turned and left with the guards behind him.

[turkeyinnovember]

I have not been active for a while, and may continue since school’s been a bitch.

[sillykytty]

Okay, can we talk more about how Oogway and Kai were probably something between high school bullies and mean girls

Kai was an 'idgaf' bully but he actually does and will try to kill you at the slightest provocation

Oogway was more a 'tsk, who cares fuck you' bully, then he would just be a bitch

I'M A BELIEVER AND DEFENDER THAT KAI CALLED OOGWAY AS

"Master Oogway"

IN REFERENCE TO THIS!11!! (Like 'you were a bitch back then what happened?') /hj

Idk about the actual canon (series aren't) but young! Oogway was going to be rebellious and stubborn. You know, someone Kai would be totally friends with back then. Kai is just salty about his friend being 'reformed' he only wants to be a jerk with Oogway and now he is a jerk AT Oogway

he still loves him obviously

[rjhpandapaws]

Quick Self Portrait while waiting for myplane home

12.25.23

[puppppppppy]

I play animal jam :]

thank u for your input tumblr user majachee. sadly i have never played animal jam and im a disgrace to the furry community

[galaxy-lilies]

Poultryman concept where he has mechanical wings with metal feathers that are detachable and he can fling them or use them as knives but if he uses too many he’s forced to only glide or fight on the ground

[submissivefeminist]

Makeout Scene (May 31, 2024)

Yesterday Panda stopped by my place to literally make out in his car for an hour and a half before he had to head to a party. My original plan was to wear my We-Vibe down and hand him the remote but I (once again) had some connectivity issues with it. So instead, I put on my martingale collar and headed down.

The plan was to force me to take a bunch of vape hits for him but once I was in the car, my mouth was pretty occupied and we only got a few hits in. On our previous date, we kissed only a little bit and they were not the passionate making out kisses I got last night.

We moved to the back seat where he lunged across the car to stick his pierced tongue down my throat. I loved every second of it. I nuzzled him and rubbed our noses together and kissed him deeper and deeper while whispering dirty things to him.

He slid my hand on his hard cock and we had some intense moments of heavy breathing and whimpering while I slide the zipper of his pants down and started rubbing the head of his cock just over his underwear until his precum leaked out. I rubbed it with the tips of my fingers and then licked them while making direct eye contact with him.

He pulled on my collar to choke me, put his hand around my neck, and gently squeezed. I moaned into him as we kept kissing through it. He called me a good girl and fucked my mouth with two fingers while I maintained that eye contact.

At one point he pulled my collar chain and my head went down towards his lap and he claims he could see my brain computing whether or not to just give in and suck his cock in broad daylight.

I couldn't stop kissing him. I needed more. I grabbed onto him and told him how badly I wanted him, rubbing my hand against his cock and begging for the moment where he could fill me up. I told him how often I watched his cumming videos, wishing it was flooding me instead.

It took every ounce of our self control combined not to take it further. I'm obviously quite excited for us to spend the whole day together on Sunday. We're going to have to practice more of that self control. 🥵

[coyotecollects]

Introduciiiiinnnggg!!!

The new bestie!

I have a thing when we go to a zoo with- or sometimes without- red pandas, I get a plush from there to sort of commemorate the experience.

He's a Wild Republic brand. I've seen them around online lots but it was super nice to be able to go through and choose the one I liked the most.

He's got a little sort of half smile I really enjoy. It's not really shown the best in the pics but one side is higher and the other falls a bit.

I may name him after the panda I got to meet, feed, and pet! I think it was Aavi? Or Avi. I'm not sure how it was spelt. Pronounced Ah-vee.

[outofcontextilivealone]

[speedierthanasubmarine]

Movies that have to work for a PG rating as opposed to just being given them because they’re animated are actually peak movies

Like Pinocchio by Del Toro is so sick because it mentions facism, has contemplations of death and immorality, on screen attempted crucifixion etc WITH A PG RATING

Puss in boots last wish has 8 on screen deaths at least, censored swear words, a realistic depiction of a panic attack etc WITH A PG RATING

Kung fu panda 2 has on screen attempted genocide WITH A PG RATING

I’m getting sick of stuff being given laurels for being not terrible and I’m sick of the bar being lowered so everyone can participate. I think truly talented people exist in the movie industry, and their voices are getting harder hear through all the crap. It’s sad.

I don’t know how to better articulate this point right now. Maybe another time.