It’s that time again

I mean, I GUESS I could read my actual tumblr dash, rather than stubbornly following the tumblrs I’m interested in via a RSS reader BUT THEN I wouldn’t get to play the “did they delete or rename” game when clicking on the thing in my RSS reader brings up the OH IT’S GONE tumblr page.

Although I guess now there is the added bonus of “maybe they got marked explicit and haven’t figured out how to get unflagged?”

whatdoyoumeanitsnotawesome:

rhube:

berlynn-wohl:

prokopetz:

ruingaraf:

prokopetz:

I’ll be honest, whenever a work of speculative fiction (fanmade or otherwise) goes out of its way to describe an intelligent species with bizarre and complicated reproductive biology, the first question that invariably pops into my head is: “How do these critters masturbate?”

what if masturbation was uniquely a human experience though

Okay, I know that you meant “what if humans are the only intelligent species that’s anatomically capable of masturbating?”, but now I’m picturing a universe where humans are the only ones that ever thought to try it.

Human masturbation specialists traveling the galaxy to offer our gift, undertaking rigorous study and enormous personal risk to teach weird-ass aliens how to rub one out.

Calculating the exact harmonic frequencies to allow ancient, vacuum-dwelling crystalline intelligences to self-stimulate.

Descending into the crushing atmospheres of gas giants in specially constructed aerostats to design sex toys for the vast, jellyfish-like super-predators that prowl the hurricane slipstreams.

Wanking is our genius. Our legacy.

That last addition is possibly my favourite thing Tumblr has ever done for the world.

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