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27. Astrophysicist, writer, artist. Michigan. Business inquiries: kaijunobiz@gmail.com
The Sacrifice is a short 5 part original sci-fi romance comic written by @audieoddity for the Webtoons Short Story competition.

The story features young astrophysicist Moira Cattaneo, chosen to be a representative of humanity when a mysterious 27,000ft tall monolith appears outside of a small village.

Moira is teleported to a dimension beyond belief, where she meets a being like no other. The story touches on the timelessness of life, death, and love.


Read Time: ~10 minutes
Rating: Teen
Content Warnings: Death, mentions of sex
If you like the story, make sure to like and comment on it! I personally thought the story was very sweet and I loved the unique character design.
As you know, art and artists make Tumblr what it is. We want everyone on Tumblr to be able to fully express themselves while also having control over what they encounter on their dashboards. That’s why we’re introducing Community Labels, an extension to your “Content you see” settings. Our ultimate goal is to create a more open Tumblr, and this is our first step in that direction.
As a poster and reblogger, Community Labels are your way to help your followers avoid anything they’d rather not come across on their dashboards.
As a follower, setting your content preferences is a way to adjust your feed to your own comfort levels.
How does it work?
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When content is labeled, it will either be hidden, blurred, or displayed normally, based on each user’s preferences.
In your “Content you see” settings, you can now choose to show, blur, or hide content that depicts the following topics:
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This is an opportunity to work towards a richer, more nuanced Tumblr experience while making sure everyone who enjoys using Tumblr can do so safely. That future we mentioned above? We’re already moving towards it.
Ok, didn’t everyone want “females presenting nipples” back on Tumblr? Here you are. This is it.
@jv So to be clear, is erotic fanart now allowed back on Tumblr so long as you classify the post appropriately?
Yup. That’s the idea.
I think there may be some limitations (not being able to blaze it and stuff like that and don’t ask me for clarification because I’m out of the water on this 😁), but yeah, it’s allowed as soon as it’s labelled!

NO FUCKING WAY
So over the summer I found this vinyl and I’ve never played it before until now and
Its fucking terrifying. It starts off with a countdown and then rocketship noises and then train noises and there’s an ole timey narrator kind of leading you thorough it with “okay so this is mono, and now THIS is stereo!” And after the first song bit there’s audio recording of different environments and it’s walking you though this “grand new invention! Stereophonic sound!”
Someone reblogged that liminal spaces post I made with “OPs a homophobe” and then linked to a post I made that said “asexuals belong in the LGBT community and there needs to be more non-sexualized LGBT spaces to accommodate them as well as minors and other ppl that don’t want to be in sexual environments” like yes me, a bisexual, is homophobic… because of a post I made… that said… we need to be more inclusive… for ppl in the LGBT community…..

I was talking to my mom today and we got on the topic of how our upbringings and social environments were so vastly different. A lot of parents don’t understand that due to our sociopolitical circumstances, a lot of us carry a very wary nihilism and cynicism about us. My mother grew up in the wake of Vietnam, after which was a reasonably prosperous time. There were dark times, yes, but it was things that had happened while my mother, and most of her generation, were already grown.
Our generation was born into a war. One of my earliest memories was of 9/11. I was 4, so I didn’t understand at the time. I saw the footage, the collapse, the jumpers. 4 years old. And then the war started, or rather, picked up where it left off in the 90s. I can vaguely remember Bush’s “free speech zones”. Cages lined with barbed wire, often times people were locked in them by police. People were treated like zoo animals. The war, the attacks, suicide bombers. I thought it was normal because I’d never known anything else. I had never known peace. None of us had. Then the housing crash, the outsourcing, the foreclosures. In my hometown of Flint, MI, everyone worked at the general motors plants. The pay was good, until they began outsourcing. Plants closed, tens of thousands lost jobs. Flint had been in decline already but when the plants closed, it was over. We became an unsalvageable, polluted wasteland. Crumbling roads, burnt down houses, abandoned factories like ghosts along the sides of the highway. The water. We haven’t had clean water for years. We grew up poor, and so we learned to be happy without money. We learned to enjoy experience instead of material things. Baby boomers cant understand why no one in our generation wants a house, of course not, our hand had been burnt before, with the housing crash. Protests, riots, police gunning down children with no consequence. We’ve never known peace, so we’ve made our homes in the ashes of what came before us.
I was talking to my mom today and we got on the topic of how our upbringings and social environments were so vastly different. A lot of parents don’t understand that due to our sociopolitical circumstances, a lot of us carry a very wary nihilism and cynicism about us. My mother grew up in the wake of Vietnam, after which was a reasonably prosperous time. There were dark times, yes, but it was things that had happened while my mother, and most of her generation, were already grown.
Our generation was born into a war. One of my earliest memories was of 9/11. I was 4, so I didn’t understand at the time. I saw the footage, the collapse, the jumpers. 4 years old. And then the war started, or rather, picked up where it left off in the 90s. I can vaguely remember Bush’s “free speech zones”. Cages lined with barbed wire, often times people were locked in them by police. People were treated like zoo animals. The war, the attacks, suicide bombers. I thought it was normal because I’d never known anything else. I had never known peace. None of us had. Then the housing crash, the outsourcing, the foreclosures. In my hometown of Flint, MI, everyone worked at the general motors plants. The pay was good, until they began outsourcing. Plants closed, tens of thousands lost jobs. Flint had been in decline already but when the plants closed, it was over. We became an unsalvageable, polluted wasteland. Crumbling roads, burnt down houses, abandoned factories like ghosts along the sides of the highway. The water. We haven’t had clean water for years. We grew up poor, and so we learned to be happy without money. We learned to enjoy experience instead of material things. Baby boomers cant understand why no one in our generation wants a house, of course not, our hand had been burnt before, with the housing crash. Protests, riots, police gunning down children with no consequence. We’ve never known peace, so we’ve made our homes in the ashes of what came before us.
from the Royal Rebel backstory kid’s book:
Leia had trouble in classroom environments, and was clearly fidgety and had trouble paying attention:

She wasn’t good at making friends:
(note this screenshot cuts off the start of the sentence, which was “The last thing…”)

Leia honestly believed that not letting anyone see how much pain she was in after her planet blew up was necessary for the rebellion:



Anyway this children’s book is a delight and you should all read it.
Some other great stuff it covers is that apparently Leia respects Mon Mothma so much she never questions her orders and always follows them (!!!!!!!) and the book fully attributes the size of the rebel fleet to Leia and the ship running missions she did as a teen.
Anyway, 10/10 would read and cry over this children’s book again.

I need it to really sink in that between the dog and the very young human, both of them are experiencing a kind of joy and delight they literally did not know was even possible before this.
That baby is very young and the dog has no instincts about the springy rubbery environments its ancestors didn’t encounter because they don’t exist. How rare is it, how splendid, to watch two souls on this Earth, so different and yet so alike in their joint delight over a source of joy that they’ve never experienced before
This is probably the most culturally important thing I’ll ever seen in my lifetime if I’m being honest. I want this affixed over my mantle, embroidered into my denim, and emblazoned into my flesh so that generations to come may never forget this 1938 gem of an illustration. Put this on my gravestone and name my children after Alfo Di Gennaro. This is what it’s all about.
Artist was obviously a leg man, but I have never seen a female alien love interest designed as THIS alien before. She’s uniquely hairy, bugged-eyed, lines would indicate at least a partial exoskeleton, she has escaped being saddled with the mammories that a non-mammal being would not have, yet she’s got it bad for Space Force Leatherhead and he is so into her. I can practically hear his prose of her cabochon eyes of nebula violet, glowing with the passion to know and be known, in the starlight. The green of her body turning more vivid as discovery (and carnal knowledge) consume her conscious mind.
To suggest a red-blooded, human man could love Greedo’s cousin? Desire her??
This is fantastic, in every sense. How many lives did this change forever?