Note: The thread clarifies that volunteers for the OTW are not being SWATted at this time. The reason to get in touch with your local police about your risk of being SWATted is that someone malicious has obtained a list of OTW volunteer emails and is sending illegal content (CSAM) to them. A person who will do that is more likely to SWAT you, or give your email to someone who will, than most people, so contacting your local police now means that if it happens you’re prepared in advance. It’s a low-effort way to increase your safety, but is a good move to make if your risk of getting SWATted ticks up above normal as it has for these people.
(CSAM = child sexual assault material. SWAT/SWATted = having a fake bomb or gun threat phoned in naming your address, causing a SWAT team to attack your house, damaging your place of living and risking injuring or killing you and people you live with.)
Additionally, if you’re an OTW volunteer, look up “[your email client] disable image loading”. The steps are specific to whichever programs and services you use, but this will reduce your risk of getting exposed to graphic & illegal images if you’re sent them. It may not catch everything (because that’s more intensive and starts to affect the client’s functioning) but it’s better than nothing and it’s another preemptive step you can take.
controversial opinion but bringing characters back from the dead is fine and doesn’t cheapen the existence of death and mortality if there are sufficient emotional and narrative consequences. i’m talking guilt, i’m talking lingering resentment and grief, i’m talking rejection from those who’ve already begun to move on, i’m talking complicated feelings about being returned to a life you departed from without grace or preparation without your consent and now have to deal with the fallout of, i’m talking repressed feelings that cannot be acknowledged without hurting everyone involved, because you can bring back what was lost but what happened cannot be undone. and that’s why i could fight marvel studios and win.
Every time I see a video of a cat that’s just meowing constantly, I think about how they developed meowing exclusively as a way to communicate with humans.
Past kittenhood, I mean. Kittens meow for the same reason human babies cry; to tell their mom “I have needs and wants and I’m so so small and I hardly even know it!” But adult cats have other ways to communicate with each other. They only continue to meow because they realize it’s the only part of their language that gets have anything close to the correct response from humans.
Anyway. Whenever I see videos like this where a human and cat are doing that sort of call-and-response routine, like-
*human talks at the cat like its a person*
meow
*human talks at cat like its a person*
meow
-so on and so forth, like I dunno, it just hits different somehow. Like it’s not the same as dogs barking at humans, dogs barking is a “natural” dog instinct (to my knowledge), but adult meowing is a specifically domestic behavior. They developed it for us. They know we can’t really understand them, the same way the mom in this video knows the cat can’t understand her, but they meow at us anyway. And this cat’s plaintive meows are it begging to be set free of the grooming torture, obviously, but sometimes it seems like it’s just a call and response.
Like you’ll see a video of a human talking at a cat, and the cat meows back between sentences, and the cat is like lying with its eyes half closed or sitting with its back turned to the human and it’s meowing back anyway and you stop and think about it and realize that they’re doing the same thing.
The cat and the human talking at each other when they don’t need anything from each other, that’s- that’s just conversation.It’s literally cross-species small talk, because both the cat and the human are engaging in it just for the sake of hearing a response back.
They can’t understand each other at all, but they continue to communicate purely for the sake of communication. For the pleasure of each other’s company. For the sake of socializing with each other. We don’t even understand each other, and it’s still small talk.
And you think about that and you remember again that adult cats without humans don’t meow and it’s just their human company comfort language and you cry.
Oh fuck I’m so sorry I didn’t realize I reblogged this from you lmao
Really? This broad can’t think of one time Jesus got in trouble with the law? Like, once? Where it maybe led to a pretty significant consequence? Not once?
You know that “don’t fuck with fallout fans we don’t even know what our game’s about” post? Yeah that’s Christians basically
very upsetting that as a society thighs and tummies have been demonized. like they are literally just body parts and if they’re a little rounder it’s no big deal. beauty standards = pure embodiment of evil in this world
the people rbing this like tummy’s and thighs are cute and squishy uwu that’s not the point of this post like. i’m saying i want body neutrality…i wish having a tummy and having round thighs was neutral…. like don’t tell me you want to squish my tummy bc it’s sooo cute. that makes me feel like an animal in a petting zoo. i wish we as a society could treat bodies that aren’t model-thin as normal and deserving of respect
its always so funny seeing discord screenshots and seeing the whack names people give themselves so i propose a Game. what is your username (without the number tag) and nickname in your most active server
I fucking love yugioh’s transition from horror to shonen genuinely
“hey so what’s the plot of your manga” “a young boy obtains a cursed ancient artifact and becomes possessed by the spirit of a vengeful lich king who begins to enact vicious, often rigged death games on those who are cruel or dishonest, raining bloody, karmic revenge across the city” “oh sick what happens next” “well then he gets really into magic the gathering and they do that for the next 40 volumes”
i think its ethical and perhaps necessary to put the my little ponies in the plinko machine. damn those beafts to hell
I need you to understand the visceral fear I felt in my heart of hearts before i read the second line and thought “Oh good, they’re only burning alive”
