I think such people have a view of motherhood that is all roses and cupcakes, and fail to understand that animals are not humans.
Their animal, in experiencing the ‘joy of motherhood’ may also experience the joy of copulation with aggressive or oversized males, all the fun feelings of pregnancy, the extremely comfortable experience which is childbirth, or alternatively the not at all stressful emergency caesarian, then the joys of mastitis, milk fever etc.
Or, sometimes the joyous mother wants nothing to do with the joy of motherhood, and will neither feed nor care for her neonates. This means the human will have to feed and toilet them every two hours, day and night. Such joy.
Motherhood in any species is not exclusively a joy. There’s a lot of pain, hard work, stress and it risks illnesses for the mother. People who are in denial about this should be made acutely aware of these things, and their costs.
Also, the massive oversupply of unwanted cats in shelters and rescues because a human wanted to experience the ‘joys’ of their cat’s motherhood.
Supercarrier: fandom flagship. Everybody and their dog ships it. The fandom is glutted with artwork and fic. You cannot escape this ship.
Dreadnought: massively popular. Nearly everybody ships it. You can, with dedication, in theory, reach the end of the AO3 archive for the ship’s tag, but it’ll take a long time.
Cruiser: pretty popular ship. Not everyone ships it, but everyone knows about it. Has a good amount of fic/art, and probably multiple ask blogs.
Frigate: just plain popular. Feels like it could use more fanworks. New people to the fandom might not know about it, but they’ll stumble across it sooner rather than later.
Gunboat: bit of a rarepair. It might have an ask blog or two. A couple big name fans ship it. Probably only takes a few weeks to get through the entire AO3 backlog, and one new fic gets added during that time.
Tugboat: rarepair. Almost never seen except as a side pairing to a more popular ship. You can usually get through everything on AO3 in a matter of days. You’ve forgotten what it is to be picky about what you read.
Rowboat: less than a dozen people ship it. You all know each other. You exist in an endless cycle of the same five people desperately producing art and fic and one person who constantly contributes headcanons.
Canoe: you are one of maybe three people who ship it, and there’s a not-insignificant chance you’ve never encountered those other two hypothetical shippers. You spend your days paddling furiously in hopes of keeping the ship afloat, dreaming of the day you upgrade to a rowboat so you can finally rest.
Submarine: Quite a few people ship it, but nobody wants to admit to shipping it. Will randomly appear and throw the other ships into confusion.
Pontoon: that random crossover ship with that one black dress character/trope/fandom everyone will ship with everything else. Has the potential to turn into a massive party until someone gets sick and everyone goes home.
Pedalo: That iconic bizarre crackship whose proponents claim they’re only into it ironically, but secretly they’re all dead serious.
Paging @amythe3lder for the pool noodle definition.
Barge: Not quite seaworthy, but buoyant in both the literal and figurative senses. Someone is always merrily drunktweeting about it at 11pm on Saturday night and then wistfully sobertweeting about it 4 hours later from their kitchen floor. The kind of ship that generates more playlists than fic. Artfully covered in trash and dirty laundry.
Raft: There’s two-to-four people who Ship It Hard and a few others who grab onto the side for safety when there’s drama on their usual flagship.
Barrel: There’s orphaned fic of it. There’s unsigned art of it. There’s headcanon asks on anon. Someone must ship it, but no one knows why or who they are. Your friend got a glimpse once before they ducked back down.
Pool Noodle: It’s just you, kicking your feet. You named the ship and wrote it on your noodle with a big sharpie. You tell people about it and are met with confused blinking. Most of the fics in the tag were either written by you or for you. You are caught between wanting to shout about how lovely life is on this floating scrap of whimsy and fearing that your noodle can’t bear much weight. Or worse, that someone will come over and dunk you, take your noodle and fwhap you on the head with it.
Scuba: Like a submarine, but it’s just you all by your lonesome, exploring the depths, possibly encountering more tentacles than anticipated.
A nationwide recall has been issued for the birth control brand Taytulla due to a mistake that could lead to unintended pregnancies.
Parent company Allergan is recalling nearly 170,000 packs of the birth control that have been circulating since last August.
A normal 28-day pack of Taytulla contains 24 pink hormone pills followed by four maroon placebo pills that cause bleeding. But, in the packs being recalled, the placebo pills are at the beginning of the pack.
“As a result of this packaging error, oral contraceptive capsules, that are taken out of sequence, may place the user at risk for contraceptive failure and unintended pregnancy,” said a statement from Allergan.
“The reversing of the order may not be apparent to either new users or previous users of the product, increasing the likelihood of taking the capsules out of order.”
I would REALLY not suggest hand-feeding an eel that big. A guy did that off a dive tour boat and lost his thumb because the eel got ahold of the thumb instead of the food. They aren’t aggressive, but they can do a lot of damage by mistake. It’s not a good idea to teach them that food is available near you.
They do, however, enjoy petting. I wouldn’t hug one, just in case they object, and definitely don’t go and try to touch a random one, but moray eels aren’t aggressive animals. They defend their holes from intruders, and that’s about it.
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