my-splendid-splendens:

These are very pretty, but they ARE NOT GLOFISH.

GloFish, which are genetically modified as EGGS, are a nearly completely solid whatever-color-they-are-meant-to-be.

These fish, which are striped, are DYED as adults or young fish. They are essentially tattooed. It’s stressful, toxic, and cruel. None of these fish in the picture will reach their full lifespan.

Dying fish is animal abuse. Please, please do not support the industry.

They are literally tattooed, with several injections of a comparatively massive needle. Only about a third of them survive the process, and they’ll live for only a few months afterwards. 

nine-for-a-kiss:

I found the most unsettling poem I must have written as a very young teenager. It sounds like some kind of invocation.

Half past twelve is underwater
east and west and north and south
one goes over and one goes under
one is a hungry mouth.

 She is the world and she is the window
the starlight and the bramble wreath
one is a carp and one is a minnow
one is nothing but teeth.

The wind is soft and the water’s shallow
and what has been will never be;
hands of stone or hands of tallow,
we will find them. One-two-three.

thebibliosphere:

tarysande:

When your character tells you a thing and you, the author, are like, “No, you’re shitting me,” and the character’s all, “I absolutely am not,” and you realize that every single seed needed to grow that thing WAS ALREADY PLANTED IN THE STORY.

I’d like to lie and say I’m being deliberately clever when people notice things in my writing but honestly I’m just as much along for the ride as everyone else.

sharkhugger:

montereybayaquarium:

Mola mola munch munch! Target feeding with our two young ocean sunfish is a piece of cake. Both beasties have learned to hit their Mola marks to dine on tong-delivered delicacies!

Even though ocean sunfish have a brain the size of a walnut, they can be trained to recognize a visual dinner-bell (a “target” in the biz) to come over and be fed by hand. 

The molas are fed a special blend of food inside a sausage casing, allowing us to study how fast these animals grow. Our daily tailgates with the molas prove that you can be bean-brained brainiac!

Well, not sharks, but how about some monday mola mola!
Om nom nomming!

Dinner plates eating dinner.

tips for verbal confrontation

animentality:

-make sure the person you’re about to DESTROY doesn’t have a friend present. people with backup are a lot harder to argue with than people who’re alone because they’re ballsier shits when they have strength in numbers 

-make eye contact. it is intimidating and most people can’t hold it for longer than eight seconds. assert your dominance

-walk with your head held high and with a purposeful stride. people are even more intimidated by someone who looks like they know what they’re about 

-if you’ve got a tag team situation going on, make sure their friend knows that you aren’t about their nonsense either. 

-worse comes to worse, shut down the conversation. say, “now hold on a moment, let me speak….” and then turn away and leave. trust me, they’ll be so fucking tilted they’ll take a few seconds to react. 

-check your phone every so often and make it as disdainful as possible, because they’re not your main concern and are in fact, merely trifles. 

-don’t resort to name-calling, but definitely imply what you think of them if reason isn’t working. might as well get your kicks in, get their brains rolling. it’s a learning  experience for them, ok, no one’s perfect and they might as well know that someone else has a problem with their shit wonderbread personality 

thespectacularspider-girl:

neurodivergent-crow:

danni-rants:

huntersonthewing:

askfordoodles:

littlemissbloo:

whitmerule:

pardonmewhileipanic:

red3blog:

pardonmewhileipanic:

notcuddles:

nesft:

#CROW NO

Crow: CROW YES!

It’s actually impossible to measure how many fucks a corvid give because there is no device sensitive enough to register such a tiny amount.

science/animal side of tumblr… explain to me the birb thing

Tail Pulling is a behavior noted in many corvids. The practical application is to create a distraction that will allow the birb to make off with the target’s food. Imagine being in the lunch room and a large fellow has a Twinkie you covet. You can’t just take it from him because he’ll defend his Twinkie. But if you thwap him on the back of his neck and then dash around to snag the Twinkie while he investigates, you stand a decent chance of enjoying spongey goodness. This is basically that in birb form.

Except corvids don’t only do this as a distraction. Sometimes they seem to just being doing it to mess with other animals/birbs. But to use my lunch room analogy, there are times you might thwap someone sneakily on the back of the neck just for amusement. Primates exhibit behavior that appears to be just be annoying other animals for amusement. Given how intelligent crows are, its not unlikely that this is a manifestation of an innate desire to just fuck with someone else for the fun of it. Such as this from the link above:

THANK YOU FOR THE BIRB KNOWLEDGE

BECAUSE IT IS FUN

This speaks to me on a molecular level.

birbs just wanna have fun

Sorry to hijack a little, but to put it bluntly, corvids are also pretty BALSY. They are more than prepared to harass other huge birds of prey which could deal them a lot of damage. There’s plenty of cases of corvids ‘riding’ other birds as well. It’s often to harass the larger bird out of the area, but as @red3blog said, they quite often (in layman’s terms) enjoy fucking shit up for fun.

‘Where the hell is the seatbelt on this thing?’

I mean they deserve a medal for having such huge bird balls imo

Literally no fucks are given by corvids. Ever.

@neurodivergent-crow

I haven’t seen this post in ages but it’s my fave corvid post.

Intelligence is rooted in how much of a dick you can knowingly be.

Okay, but the raven in the video stopped and looked away like “what? I’m not doing anything” when the dog looked at it.

THEY CAN LIE. Or at least fake innocence.