I just think the doctor’s companions should unionize

It’s always like “Doctor…did you used to travel with someone else…before you met me? What…what happened to them?” And then the doctor gets enigmatic and angsty which is not helpful and I just think if these women got each others’ contact info and started having regular meetings they could establish some baseline workplace safety regulations.

i thought this was about nurses

That one episode with the bat-aliens and the school food with Sarah Jane and Rose was basically this but they need MORE

This comic about spot loving Data so much and Realising Lore is not her person because Data is soft/loving and wouldn’t be mean to spot or try to kill his crew has me in actual tears

I spent two weeks making myself crazy handsewing a preposterous amount of leaves to make this cloak 🍁 The weather is cool enough to wear it! Belt pouch and jabot also made by me, shirt and skirt thrifted, antler hair fork by Loitsutar, owl pendant by Omnia Studios, Crowley belt from Strange Loop Jewellery, and boots are Fluevog.

Spock is a Jewish-coded fucking Vulcan who grew up on an alien world and was played by and basically created by a Jewish man and in 2019 you guys are still drawing him in Christmas sweaters and writing 18 billion Christmas fics about him

Reminder that in the Star Trek extended universe novels Amanda Grayson is made explicitly Jewish and thus Spock is not merely Jewish coded, he’s straight up, undeniably, legal under any movements definition, Jewish.

Okay but imagine tiny angry almost-thirteen-year-old Worf, who knows that throwing him a huge bar mitzvah would make his parents so, so happy, but is also really not sure about what that would mean about his relationship to his Klingon heritage, or how Jewish a Klingon adoptee can even be.

And there’s the sound of a transporter beam from outside. And a couple minutes later, Sergei knocks at his door, literally vibrating with excitement. “Worf. You have a visitor.”

“I am Spock,” the visitor says, as though Worf doesn’t recognize him, as though anyone wouldn’t recognize him. But then he introduces himself again, with his full Vulcan name; and then a third time, with his Hebrew name.

“I heard,” he continues, “about a boy asking the same questions I did, at his age. It is an old man’s vanity, to assume my own experiences hold any wisdom for the young. Nevertheless, if my counsel would be of value–” he tilts his head as though that’s a joke, though at whose expense Worf can’t tell “–I am at your disposal.”

this is 100% correct and so are the tags, thank u @fremedon:

I have a new policy. It’s September now so we’re still good, but the second stores bring out the Christmas displays I’m putting on my Hanukkah sweater and not taking it off until February.

@powersandplanetaries​ @achillesmonochrome​ @tribblemakingalicorn​ This is the type of support I hang around on tumblr for

what the fuck is going on

You can just do and say anything in any way you want huh?

Gay men have co-opted the Proud Boys hashtag on twitter

So there are a bunch more like this and it’s a big fuck you to the Proud Boys and reminding us what real proud boys (Pride) looks like

At least according to twitter

For anyone who was confused, gay men are usurping a platform from white supremacists by filling their tag with images of gay pride.

I was real confused for a second but now I’m delighted. 

Love this! Silence Nazi fucks with gay Pride.

Useful for explaining sensory-related eating challenges…

[ID: Image from feedinglittles.com with the writing “Why does my child struggle with fruits and veggies?” First rows of hands with orange painted fingernails hold four different blueberries, each one labeled juicy, squishy, sweet, sour. Second row of hands hold four identical crackers, labeled “The same every time”/]

Fixed it??? We guess??? We just figured it may be helpful to edit this a little bit for Neurodivergent adults so it isn’t as condescending, but didn’t really know if editing out the whole thing/logo was okay??? So we settled for a compromise. Reblog original so people see where it came from plus share our fix.

[ID: Image from feedinglittles.com with the writing “Why does my child struggle with fruits and veggies?” but edited to say “Why does my body struggle with fruits and veggies?” instead. First rows of hands with orange painted fingernails hold four different blueberries, each one labeled juicy, squishy, sweet, sour. Second row of hands hold four identical crackers, labeled “The same every time”/]

- Deulara and Hailey -

Thanks! I appreciate the edit.

Just because someone is providing you a service doesn’t mean you need to accept whatever you’re given.

This whole “Don’t be a Karen thing” has gotten annoying, to the point where I’m overhearing people being shamed because they dared to ask for what they paid for and that’s “being a Karen.”

If your food is wrong and you ask politely for your correct order that is not being a Karen.

If you don’t like the color on your nails after your nail tech does one finger and you ask politely for a different one that is not being a Karen.

If you order something online and it’s damaged and you politely ask customer service for a refund that is not being a Karen.

If you hire a contractor and he did bad work so you ask him politely to fix it that’s not being a Karen.

Like what is it with people thinking that the only way to be a good customer is to just smile and accept anything? It’s not. If you paid for something then you deserve what you paid for, nothing more and nothing less.

If you demand more, you’re an entitled Karen. If you accept anything and everything less because “it’s rude” to ask for what you paid for then you’re a doormat Susan.

The difference is in HOW you react to getting the wrong thing. It doesn’t take much effort to just take a breath and politely ask for what you paid for.

Going out of your way to cause a scene and acting all arrogant and entitled over any tiny thing that’s easily fixed? Thats a Karen.

Also, I’m just going to throw out there that when it come to disabled people getting medical help from bureaucratic institutions, sometimes you have to break down crying or pull the whole “how is this considered acceptable?” schtick on the phone, because it’s literally the only way to get anybody to deal with your problem. I hate it, but there are disabled people who would actually be dead right now if they hadn’t cried or yelled while talking to an hospital system, referral team, insurance company, etc., and I don’t think that should fall into “Karen” territory, because like… a disabled person does this to have quality of life. A “Karen” does it to get a free Strawberry Daiquiri at TGI Friday’s.  

Photographing in the forest 

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Concept: immortal vampire scion of a dying royal line going to increasingly desperate lengths to get their various relations married off in a way that keeps themselves as far from the line of succession as possible, because the peculiar interaction between holy symbols and the vampiric condition means that if they ever actually inherit the divine right of kings, they’ll immediately explode.

So just… A really old guy forcing all of his grandkids to marry each other?

Precisely the opposite. Keeping it all in the family (so to speak) is a strategy for minimising competing claims to the succession; our hypothetical vampire wants there to be as many competing claims as possible, so that if one cadet branch dies out or gets delegitimised, there will be others to take up the slack.

If they’re the scion, they’ll have to go to some lengths to avoid it… depending on where they fall in the lineage. But, if it’s the English monarchy, they can just profess Roman Catholicism. Immediate disqualification.

I was about to propose some complicated metaphysical reason why that option isn’t on the table; upon consideration, however, it’s much funnier if there’s no reason it wouldn’t work, but the vampire would literally rather die than become Catholic.

casual nemeses

Bodypaint by Diné makeup artist Tabby. The red handprint over the mouth is to raise awareness for Missing & Murdered Indigenous Women (MMIW).