Wet Rat

I’m hoping that this is as “angry” as I’ll get with a comic, but given how the world is shaping up politically at the moment, I fear that might not be the case.

It’s been incredibly eye opening to witness the degree to which some people I know are willing to bury their heads in the sand in order to avoid the reality of the awful things that are happening around them.  Awful things that they were told were going to happen.

In America, people are being black bagged and shipped off to El Salvador without due process to be held indefinitely in prisons, with the current administration now making social media posts cruelly boasting that they’ll never return. 

Make no mistake, if people are being kidnapped by the government, given no due process, and are shipped to a foreign nation to be held in prison with no intention to give them any legal recourse, we need to call these prisons what they are:

They are death camps.

The United States of America is rounding up “undesirables” and sending them to death camps. 

There are people in this country that voted for this.  No matter how nice they otherwise seem or claim to be, these people are evil to the core. 

There are also people who didn’t vote for this, but do provide social validation and acceptance to those who did.

If you are someone who thinks you’re against fascism, but you also accept fascists in your life, you are a fascist. 

There can be no acceptance of intolerance.  In the comic, the person I’m lampooning is the “Fake Trans Ally”, but you can swap out “trans” for any other group of marginalized people.  Frankly, just call this person “The Fake Ally.”

If you’re someone reading this and feel attacked because I’m calling you a fake ally, it’s time to do some soul searching.  When the history books are written about this period of American history, are you going to be someone who was unambiguously against hatred, or were you someone that treated hate as acceptable? 

Were you someone that invited hatred into your home?

Were you someone that shared a meal with hatred?

Were you someone that allowed hatred a safe haven?

If you’re someone that does that, you yourself are hateful. 

When you accept hate, you do so at the expense of those who are the target of that hatred.

Be better, our lives depend on it.

Ice cold takes from a Transgender Woman:

Not all Men are evil

Everyone has the capacity for evil

Transgender Men are men

Transgender Women are women

Excluding Cisgender Men from your spaces requires Transgender Men to out themselves if they want to engage (Same for Women)

Anyone can be Non-Binary, there is no "look" or requirement

Non-binary masculine presenting people should be welcome in queer spaces, many are just treated as men and predators

Non-binary feminine presenting people should be welcome in queer spaces without being seen as "Woman-Lite"

Here's a little headcanon for everybody: the moment Sam was beamed up, he began to mutate. His brain kind of refused to acknowledge that so he was hallucinating himself as a normal human for the entire encounter out of the power of sheer denial. Being suspended in the void probably also helped with numbing his senses n shit.

Oh also since Sam was hallucinating himself as a human the entire time, the Visitor didn't really see human Sam. The entire time, it thought it was talking to a mini version of itself.

Also also Sam having mutated into a giant tree thing is the reason why the Visitor seems so small in the encounter in comparison to other depictions of it, as Sam was actually bigger than he knew. Not to say the Visitor is tiny in the encounter because that eyeball is big as fuck, but there's a significant difference between "the eyeball taking up the entire screen" and "the eyeball literally filling the entire fucking sky."

Lyle Headcanons? (I just really love him because he's a big ole baby who's got a major crush on Sam <3)

Got so excited to see fanart of him I accidentally misspelled his name and called him “the lurg” 😔

- If he’s still in his robe, I feel like he’d sleep in a loafing position. Like, tucks his robes ends under himself, his extra limbs too, and just scrunches himself a little until he’s comfortable

- If Sam was able to recruit him, I feel like there’d be an event where you wake up and he’s just. In your room. Confronting him will cause him to sputter and fumble for a moment, before fleeing and hiding somewhere in the apartment (causing him to leave the party and be unrecruitable until the next day, my guys embarrassed)

Choosing to leave it alone will cause his stats to be a bit buffed for the rest of the day, and it’ll cause you to wake up with him in the room a few more times randomly. #watchingyourcrushsleep!!

- makes noise when excited. I feel like normally he’s silent aside from a slight ticking but whenever he gets a kiss from Sam or some shit he starts chirping and whirring

Personal note about the kisses, I fucking love the dialogue in the second one. He just shyly asks for another kiss and if you accept he just goes “SCORE.” While looking feral 😭

- Really good at climbing shit, I feel like pre visitor he was one of those photographers who climbed to absurd heights and places just to get the perfect shot. Only got better post visitor due to all those legs. Has better grip than he did before

- Probably able to produce photo paper on his own, unless he’s got one hell of a stash somewhere. Might be like a spider with silk? His biology reminds me of some sort of spider (shutterbug lmaoo)

- If any of his legs gets ripped off somehow and he’s able to get a couple days of rest/low work, he’ll be able to regrow the limb. Same goes for his lenses

- His stutter isn’t anything new, but it got worse once the visitor arrived due to just going days without talking. No reason to talk if you live alone. Did hum and giggle to himself like a madman though. Like actually sounded and looked insane, alone and quietly giggling as he developed photos in a darkroom of the dude he stalks

- Has the touch of the ‘tism. Yes Im projecting here, no I will not take any criticism for this. He’s autistic.

- Has a habit of tapping a singular foot on the ground when he’s bored or intensely focused on something, incredibly embarrassed whenever someone points it out.

- Flusters easily. Even with Sam’s horrific kissing AND flirting skills, if either were done to him without him having to ask (for the kisses, he’s more prepared for fluster if he’s the one initiating) he’d probably generate enough heat to power the entire apartment for months

this year, the first day of aromantic spectrum awareness week lines up with the anniversary of jurgen leitner's death. here's a pride flag to celebrate

Stemonitopsis gracilis by Eric Cho

I found this bug in my garden but I have no earthly idea what they might be, but they’re almost pearlescent which is fun (if they weren’t taking over my pepper plant 😠)

I skipped some other submissions to post this because I'm always delighted when people find them. These are aphid mummies, which are the dead husks of aphids that were parasitized by wasps. So there are wasps helping your plants out by controlling the aphid population! Thank you, wasps. I love you, wasps. RIP, aphids.

WIP animatic because I am obsessed with this game

I’m obsessed with final forms. THE SYMBOLISM OF YOUR ACTIONS/PERSONALITY HAS BECOME A PART OF YOUR PHYSICAL SELF. ( AND NOW YOURE A MONSTER.)

God's favorite lesbians