i really need a supervisor to keep me from drawing every dumb idea that pops into my head
on a completely unrelated note, what if furbies were cats
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yeah the furby thing is continuing like i said it would
Many classic horror icons, such as Giger’s Xenomorphs, Silent Hill’s Pyramid Head, and other disturbing creatures, share common characteristics. Pale skin, dark, sunken eyes, elongated faces, sharp teeth, and the like. These images inspire horror and revulsion in many, and with good reason. The characteristics shared by these faces are imprinted in the human mind.
Many things frighten humans instinctively. The fear is natural, and does not need to be reinforced in order to terrify. The fears are species-wide, stemming from dark times in the past when lightning could mean the burning of your tree home, thunder could be the approaching gallops of a stampede, predators could hide in darkness, and heights could make poor footing lethal.
The question you have to ask yourself is this:
What happened, deep in the hidden eras before history began, that could effect the entire human race so evenly as to give the entire species a deep, instinctual, and lasting fear of pale beings with dark, sunken eyes, razor sharp teeth, and elongated faces?
Pale skin and sunken eyes are synonymous with illness and death. You instinctively fear people who are ill or dead, as to not catch an illness yourself. As for sharp teeth and elongated faces: characteristics of predators. Sharp teeth means carnivorous. Long face (with front facing eyes) means good depth perception for hunting. The pale skin, sunken eyes, sharp teeth, and long face trope is a combination of those instinctual fears, producing a stronger fear/reaction.
last night i was briefly talking about furbies and agreed that they should be interpreted as miniature, flightless griffins
‘furbies’ are opportunist desert insectivores that may also eat some plants or carrion. resembling the build of a chinchilla with soft downy feathers and an otherworldly rate of colour mutation. they live in large family burrows and are extremely socially intelligent and vocal, in captivity they will mimic human speech. because of this, their small size, and many morphs, domestic furbies are popular pets but must be kept in at least pairs
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Anonymous asked:
What is Femboy Hooters? (Also what is a femboy? Is it like a terf word for a trans girl or..?)
I’m not like know your meme or w/e so all of this info is like. A basic google search. Femboy is a term typically describing a cis guy who is effeminate. Here’s the dictionary entry for it with the history of the term
Femboy Hooters is like a post I think I’ve seen going around about how there should be a Hooters employed with femboys.
If it’s like a derogatory term idk. Apparently some ppl say it is and some ppl say it isn’t. Idk why you’re even asking me, an astrophysics blog, this question. I don’t know.
My nephew has adhd and in particular he can talk and talk and talk until the end of time and I’m the only person in my family that will sit with him and just listen to him infodump about minecraft or guns or w/e because my bio dad had adhd and I learned how to just. Sit there and listen to this dude give a masterclass lecture about weather models or cars or how to build guns and bombs and shit
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hey. i am 5'3" and ~220 lbs and i fucking hate myself. idk why im saying this to you. my bf said my weight has nothing to do with our relationship and how much he loves me, he wants to marry me and w/e but im. so fucking upset about how fat i am and i CANNOT lose fucking weight ive tried so many things i work out 3 times a week rigorously but the weight just doesnt change im literally about to cry saying this im almost 20 and ive always been this way fuck
Are you physically healthy? Is your weight hindering your lifestyle? If not, let it be. And you know what else? When you work out you both burn fat and gain muscle. Muscle is denser than fat. It’s not uncommon to gain weight from working out. You have to remember that while you’re not necessarily losing weight while working out, you’re gaining muscle. You’re becoming healthier. You’re still getting ‘smaller’. It’ll be okay.
My astro prof today told us this story about Shapley (he wasn’t sure if it was Shapley but w/e) and Shapley was an early 1900’s astronomer who was just a massive dickwad to his students, especially his grad students. And he was still actively doing astronomy as well. And because it’s the 1900’s and the technology sucks, back then if you wanted to take pictures of the stars you had to actually climb into the telescope and there was like a little crevice at the focal point of the telescope you could sit in. And all night you would have to take a glass plate with a light sensitive coating on it and expose it to the aperture where you were sitting. This was the only way. So Shapley does this. Every night they’d set down the telescope, and Shapley would climb inside with his glass plates and stay there the whole night.
But remember Shapley is a massive asshat to his grad students. And so the grad students formulated a plan.
See, while Shapley was in the telescope, he was stuck there till morning, or, he could could choose to end the night early if he had to.. say… go pee. But once the telescope is down it’s down for the day. This is a massive telescope that was very hard to move.
And so one night, Shapley made a sidehanded comment about always having to pee when it’s cold to one of his grad students. And so they got an idea.
They waited for Shapley to get loaded up into the telescope, and waited until it had been set back up, and then they put their plan into action.
Every night, they would take water jugs and go stand at the base of the telescope. They would swish the water around and poor it back and forth knowing FULL WELL Shapley had to pee. But if he got down to pee, he was done for the night. So every night he stayed in his telescope, in bladder busting agony, as his grad students would stand below with their water jugs. All night. Every night. Extracting their agonizing revenge with their water jugs of justice. They did this until Shapley gave up.
THAT is the level of pettiness I aspire to be