nothing to see here.

some pictures of american woodcocks being firmly grasped for your viewing pleasure

male mantises are such bimbos I saw this guy miss a bee, then very confidently take a bite of the goldenrod buds he caught instead

We all have a responsibility to fight to end all pipelines.

they are on a date

aye can i get uh………ingredients on my burger

beetroot?

you want beetroot?

you want fucking beet root?

ingredience

Censorship Georg

This is why an increasing number of libraries are adding a requirement to their challenge policies that challengers must be residents of their service area.

i love how garnet and pearl are just continuing to use the name of their infamous guerilla military organization while their current jobs are fighting lv4 rpg monsters and giving each other basket weaving seminars. and steven has no context for this and just thinks of "The Crystal Gems" as basically the name for his mom's side of the family. so he walks up to lapis and says "you should hang out with me and my treehouse friends, the Viet Cong!"

One of my favorite tricks for designing alien species/cultures is to take a real animal with an interesting lifecycle and think about what that biology would translate to if they had human intelligence

Example: silk moths as a base species

Because the moths themselves don’t eat and only live long enough to mate and then starve to death, the entire culture is made up of children and adolescents. The older children raise the younger ones, with families being made up of hatchmates from different years.

Because molts and eventual transformation into a short lived adult happen on a set schedule, families have a cycle— when your oldest set of siblings cocoon to become adults, you wait at the mating grounds and try to adopt their newborns after they pass. If that fails, you take any ‘orphans’ you can find.

Because death and birth are nearly simultaneous, they have a religion based around reincarnation, and infants with markings similar to a parent are often given their name. Claiming the offspring of a beloved family member is vitally important, because you want to be able to protect their soul and keep them close.

Because it’s hard to track the offspring of your male family members, there are sometimes major fights when a family sees an infant with familiar markings in another family’s clutch.

Between mating seasons, their culture is extremely food-oriented, because everyone is growing and silkworms eat nigh constantly. They spend most of their lives outdoors but sleep and shelter from bad weather in large family dwellings made from wood and the remains of the silk cocoons of prior generations.

everyone is really vibing with the silkworm aliens I see

Hades and Persephone

(Characters from CTC)

I've talked about this before, but emotional dysregulation is such a mother fucker aspect of ADHD.

Like, sure, not being able to regulate my attention sucks, but it's genuinely fucking nothing compared to the absolute rollercoaster of emotions I just went on because someone said something in a shitty tone, and now I'm having to actively walk myself through DBT methods lest my idiot shit for brains 'shiny-can't-sit-still-disorder' drop the match on that particular bridge because the rejection sensitive dysphoria feels like my chest is burning and not being able to act on the hurt feels like I'm suffocating under the weight of emotions pushing down on me and lashing out in anger is quicker than taking the time to self soothe.

And the annoying fucking thing is I know it's me.

I've done enough therapy to know my emotional response to their shittiness is overblown and dysregulated. I know I'm taking it to heart more than they could ever imagine.

And I've got to fucking sit with that and process it because if I don't, I'll be the inconsiderate cunt in this interaction and hhnnggg--wailing, gnashing, biting my thumb at you in the marketplace, etc, etc.

One of the things that I have struggled to explain to people my entire life is that my emotions are bigger than [generic] yours, but that doesn't mean they're made up or fake.

Like, ever since I was a kid, my parents and adults around me belittled me for being 'dramatic,' and made it clear that I was 'too much' and should be less of what I am.

These emotions are very real. They're bigger than the situation calls for, but they're real.

The fastest way to get cast into the Outer Darkness is to tell me I'm being dramatic or making shit up. Nope. These emotions are very real, and they're very mine.

Solidarity, my friend.

That drives me up the wall too. And I realize that sometimes I do need to curtail my response to certain things (like now), but the fact that so much of my childhood and formative years were dismissed as me being a Bad Child when I was in genuine distress over the very real and Big emotions I was feeling will never stop hurting.

The fact that it's a symptom of ADHD is just the final kicker because even to some doctors, it's still the "if you just tried harder" disorder, and I don't know how to explain to people that I'm clawing myself raw on the inside trying to accommodate them, while they do nothing to accommodate me.

do you also get the moments where literally nothing bad is happening, but your brain just decides "we mad now" and starts thrashing itself against your surroundings trying to find anything it can blow out of proportion and get upset about? Mine does that all the time and it sucks so bad

Not as often since I started therapy, but yes.

This is actually something I talked about in the old post linked above, but anger is a very stimulating emotion. I personally describe it as a lightning rod for my wandering attention.

Anger will get my focus so much more readily than any other emotion. And being able to latch on to something and focus feels good, even if it's over something harmful.

I used to relive arguments with family to get myself pumped up. Because if you get me angry enough, I will stress clean my house. I will organize things. I will fold the towels that have been sitting in the hamper for a week.

Provided it's not totally overwhelming, and I end up just sitting stuck in the anger, unable to do anything, becoming more and more upset until I have a meltdown.

It was like a balancing act.

If I could get myself annoyed juuuuust enough, my life would be less shitty because I'd get stuff done. If I overshot and just ended up fixated on the anger, well, fuck, I guess.

It was only after the last few years of therapy and the focus on removing stress as a motivator (I used to be one of those "I need a last-minute deadline to get stuff done" ADHD'rs, and then I wrote a novel under a too strict deadline, and my stress regulation completely broke, and now all I've got is this shitty suicidal ideation and the inability to meet any deadlines because my brain just straight up cannot handle it anymore) that I realized I had been using anger the same way.

I'm not saying that's what your brain is doing. I'm just conveying my experience in the hope that someone maybe feels less shitty and maybe realizes it's an aspect of their ADHD that needs better focus beyond "be productive."

This is a highly validating thread. I also have PTSD and I hate that my working memory can't hold on to [some recent emotional turmoil] long enough to parse thru what it is. I have literally gon from screaming mad to chill or tired and then a few moments later be mad and nor know why.

Or the utter opposite where I fixate and i feel [enter emotion here] even though I've rationally worked thru it because my brain just can't let it the fuck go.

How are we doing with this shortage tho??

The holy trinity

Important addition!! https://www.reddit.com/r/inthenews/comments/14bpckz/a_white_supremacist_took_mdma_for_a_study_and_it/

jesse we need to cook empathy jesse

Chainsaw Man Cinema

lansia viva

How Do Court Reporters Keep Straight Faces? These are from a book called Disorder in the Courts and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while the exchanges were taking place. ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning? WITNESS: He said, ‘Where am I, Cathy?’ ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you? WITNESS: My name is Susan! _______________________________ ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact? WITNESS: Gucci sweats and Reeboks. ____________________________________________ ATTORNEY: Are you sexually active? WITNESS: No, I just lie there. ____________________________________________ ATTORNEY: What is your date of birth? WITNESS: July 18th. ATTORNEY: What year? WITNESS: Every year. _____________________________________ ATTORNEY: How old is your son, the one living with you? WITNESS: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can’t remember which. ATTORNEY: How long has he lived with you? WITNESS: Forty-five years. _________________________________ ATTORNEY: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all? WITNESS: Yes. ATTORNEY: And in what ways does it affect your memory? WITNESS: I forget.. ATTORNEY: You forget? Can you give us an example of something you forgot? ___________________________________________ ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn’t it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn’t know about it until the next morning? WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam? ____________________________________ ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the 20-year-old, how old is he? WITNESS: He’s 20, much like your IQ. ___________________________________________ ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was taken? WITNESS: Are you shitting me? _________________________________________ ATTORNEY: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th? WITNESS: Yes. ATTORNEY: And what were you doing at that time? WITNESS: Getting laid ____________________________________________ ATTORNEY: She had three children , right? WITNESS: Yes. ATTORNEY: How many were boys? WITNESS: None. ATTORNEY: Were there any girls? WITNESS: Your Honor, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new attorney? ____________________________________________ ATTORNEY: How was your first marriage terminated? WITNESS: By death.. ATTORNEY: And by whose death was it terminated? WITNESS: Take a guess. ___________________________________________ ATTORNEY: Can you describe the individual? WITNESS: He was about medium height and had a beard ATTORNEY: Was this a male or a female? WITNESS: Unless the Circus was in town I’m going with male. _____________________________________ ATTORNEY: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney? WITNESS: No, this is how I dress when I go to work. ______________________________________ ATTORNEY: Doctor , how many of your autopsies have you performed on dead people? WITNESS: All of them. The live ones put up too much of a fight. _________________________________________ ATTORNEY: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to? WITNESS: Oral… _________________________________________ ATTORNEY: Do you recall the time that you examined the body? WITNESS: The autopsy started around 8:30 PM ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time? WITNESS: If not, he was by the time I finished. ____________________________________________ ATTORNEY: Are you qualified to give a urine sample? WITNESS: Are you qualified to ask that question? ______________________________________ And last: ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse? WITNESS: No. ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure? WITNESS: No. ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing? WITNESS: No.. ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy? WITNESS: No. ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor? WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar. ATTORNEY: I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless? WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.

Reblogging because there are some sassy little shits out there.