#what are we doing here. i don't know. this was so fucking funny to me

[thewertsearch]

Anonymous asked: You: "Wow Homestuck is my favorite comic ever! Kanaya is the best :)" Hussie: "LOL, LMAO" @morganwick asked: (Try not to think about the idea that the conversation future Jade alluded to where Kanaya got the password was the one with past Jade that immediately followed that conversation, and that Jade is waiting for a password from Kanaya that'll never come…) @bladekindeyewear asked: [...] regarding the password Jade said earlier she had been patiently waiting for… unfortunately, I think we saw Jade give her said password just before the walkaround… and in hindsight, it’s quite a regrettable one. “GG: the password is…………… GG: CROOOOOOOOOOOAK”

I had the same chilling thought over the weekend.

Yes, it's very possible that Kanaya closed her password loop in her very next conversation, which means the timeline doesn't actually require her to be resurrected. This removes the main piece of evidence I had that she's coming back - but even so, I still don't think she's gone for good.

What it boils down to, basically, is that Kanaya still has a lot to do.

First of all, her arc surrounding the survival of her race is still unresolved. Sure, someone like Karkat or fellow Space girl Jade could pick up the baton, but this arc isn't theirs. Jade has no personal investment in it, and Karkat, while obviously motivated to save his species, isn't connected to the Matriorb or Mother Grub the way Kanaya is. This revival plotline is hers, and right now, it's dangling like a loose thread.

If that was the only narrative issue, I could look past it - but it's not.

Guys, this was her last conversation with Rose. And I'm sorry, but I just don't believe that one of the longest-running ships in the comic would end here. Kanaya's romantic arc with Rose is really just getting started, and their last conversation really doesn't scan as a goodbye, even in retrospect.

Like, sure, these last words would be kind of ironic, but is this really how you close the door on one of the most kickass compelling relationships we have? Rosemary deserves a better death than this.

Speaking of which...

This is how we're disposing of Kanaya? With an (admittedly kind of funny) SBaHJ reference?

Bro, a significantly less important character, gets a dramatic death pose, framed by one of Karkat's best lines, and Kanaya - Kanaya Fucking Maryam - gets a sparkly Hope wand and a meme? I'm calling bullshit.

Now, Homestuck is more than happy to give its characters undignified deaths. Tavros certainly got one - but Tavros also died at the end of an intense, dramatic flash animation, and his murder served as the culmination of the Vriska/Tavros arc we've been following since early Hivebent. Tavros died without dignity, but the narrative weight of his death was enormous.

Kanaya died in the middle of multiple character arcs, in a manner that lacked dignity or narrative weight. She was essentially collateral damage to an unrelated feud between Eridan and Feferi. She died like a secondary character, and she's not.

I'm self-aware enough to admit that this is partially wishful thinking. It's not like I'm an unbiased observer - Kanaya is my favorite character, and I dug deep into the comic for evidence that her death doesn't make sense. But, that said - her death doesn't make sense. My narrative instincts are telling me that Kanaya is coming back - I just don't know how.

#homestuck liveblog #full liveblog #asks #act 5.2

[elliesspacewalker]

Ellie being the bully of reader but secretly being like very obssesed and possessive over them. Maybe even in a secret casual relationship but being rlly jealous.

I've decided I will make this into a series, so please enjoy!

"shup up Ellie"

Warnings; transgender!ellie, semi enemies to lovers, Ellie plays rugby and so do you, weed usage, Ellie is a jerk lol, pure angst and fluff.

fynn = brother

Ellie fucking Williams, your brothers best friend- she was probably one of the biggest bullies towards you, even after you graduated high school, she would constantly throw slurs at you or make you feel bad about what you were doing. It never mattered what it was, you could just be making food and Ellie would comment on how you're making the food wrong even if you were doing it right.

"Fynn! Come have a look at this fucking idiot" she called your very stoned brother over who laughed at you after you spilt chocolate powder all over yourself. "Ellie it's not funny"

"It's fucking hilarious dude" Fynn says trying to calm his breathing as he laughs even harder, "funniest shit ever, anyways me and Ellie are going to go play video games, don't interrupt us" you scoff, before moving to grab a cloth to wipe up the floor, looking up from the floor you see Ellie still staring at you.

"Bro what do you want?" you ask her and she shakes her head "you look pathetic by the way, you're clumsy as fuck and you need to stop spilling everything" you wanted to cry, Ellie always bullied you, even if she took it too far she never apologized to you. "okay" you say with a tired tone, so done with her shit.

It was 9pm and your parents weren't home yet, but at least you finished baking your brownies! You sigh before grabbing a few and putting them onto a plate, making your way upstairs quietly and knocking on your brothers door softly to see if he's still awake after almost hot boxing the entire house.

Ellie opens the door and a massive amount of smoke blows into your face, you cough and start moving your hands to get rid of the smoke "bro what do you want?" Ellie says with a frown.

"I just wanted to see if you wanted some brownies I made, nothing personal" you hand her the brownies and she looks at you, maybe the only time you've seen her genuinely thankful for something you gave her.

"thanks bro" she mutters under her breath and you give her a subtle 'you're welcome' before shutting your brothers door and making your way to your room...

You sit cross legged on your bed and open your mac book to finally get some school projects done, before you know it three hours had passed and there's a knock at your door.

"come in?" your voice low, but sweet. it was so intoxicating. it was Ellie, you have a confused look on your face- her eyes red and looks like she had been crying but it was just the weed

"it was uhh." she itches her ear, "it was good, thanks" you study her face, and she's being genuine "if you want more go for it" you sigh, closing your laptop.

"you coming to the game on sunday?" she mutters out, "ellie if you're here to bully me or whatever just don't bother with it, I'm done with your shit"

"i'm trying to be fucking friendly for once" she spits out and it gives you a slight shock "right" you nod, she rolls her eyes and slams your door pretty loudly, making you flinch.

You ended up going to the game on Sunday, which fucking sucked- you and Ellie were on the same team during rugby and your team lost by almost 30 points and you didn't know what to do...

You were sitting in the locket room with Ellie, fiddling with your bracelet begging Ellie won't try to talk to you.

"you did good out there" she mumbles to you "huh?"

"I'm saying you did good, we probably would've had it if Bredon didn't fucking injure his foot half way through the match" you giggle and agree.

"Nice bracelet by the way, where'd you get it?" Ellie moves her attention from your wrist to your eyes, you hum and decide if you should tell her or not "my grandma gifted it to me before she passed away"

"Oh- I didn't know I'm sorry for your lost" she says in a sympathetic tone, to say the very least you were confused about why she was acting nice to you... It was slightly overwhelming, you decide the tension is too think and you can't handle it anymore, you say bye before grabbing your gear and going out the locker room.

"Hey hun, that was amazing!" your mom hugs you tightly, you roll your eyes knowing she was only trying to be nice even though you lost, by A LOT.

Ellie was going insane, she felt crazy for the awkward interaction with you "really Ellie?! Fucking 'nice bracelet'" she groans, pulling out her phone and sitting on her bed defeated- she knew what she was doing was wrong but she couldn't help it, she was obsessed and it was unhealthy, even she knew it.

She unlocks her phone before typing in your name on Instagram and following you, she sighs and flops down onto her bed.

Before she knows it, you accept her request and text her.

She shoots up and looks down at her phone to see your notification that says 'hey, did u mean to follow me?' she groans loudly, feeling awkward and didn't know what to say to you.

Hey yeah I did mean to..

Oh k

I don't wanna seem weird rn but what you doing over the weekend?

nm, y u askin?

Wanna come over to mine?

els if this is a game, just don't

Her heart thumped at you calling her els, she hearts the message and replies back fast.

Its not, I'm being genuine

Come over at 7pm tmmr?

sure cya then

a/n: part 2?

#transgender ellie #trans!ellie #ellie the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie williams #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #ellie x fem reader #ellie tlou #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams angst #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x female reader

[likedovesinthewindd]

game; part eight of sore loser ⋆ masterlist

summary: patrick doesn't understand the game you're playing | content/warning: explicit language, light angst, arguing, and everyone being shitty lmao | tags: @midwestprincesss

"Do you ever think she's just using us?"

Art makes a questioning sound, muffled by the mouthful of donut he had all but shoved into his mouth. He chews and swallows it quickly before speaking up again. "What do you mean?" he asks.

Patrick sinks a little lower into the plastic chair, the sun catching his face before he sits upright again. "I dunno, like," he thinks a moment before continuing. "This thing we have, whatever it is," he says, gesturing between the two of them, "it just kinda revolves around tennis."

"It's like some kind of weird pavlovian response she has," he continued, eyes trained on the blue clay of the turf. "Like as soon as she starts talking about tennis, it gets her going."

"Kinky," Art joked with a playful scoff. Patrick shook his head, his body sinking back down into the chair. "It's kinda fucked up," he added softly. Art only hummed as he thought the situation through, his hand wiping across his mouth absent-mindedly. "Maybe it's better that way," he says, "I mean, she knows you're not serious—"

"Who says I'm not serious?" Patrick asked, looking at Art, who in return had a incredulous look on his face. "C'mon, Pat," he started, "you're in a new city every week, she's doing good for herself, moving up the ranks. I mean," he shrugged.

Patrick scoffed, sitting upright once again. "Why do you sound like you're trying to protect her from me or something?" he asked with a laugh lacking any humor. Art stayed quiet, his eyes now also trained on the blue turf, and just in time to see you emerge from the locker room, the giant bag hanging from your shoulder.

Patrick's eyes followed you for a moment, watching the way your tennis skirt swayed with each step before he suddenly stood up and moved through the grumbling people wordlessly.

When you scanned the crowd, you found Art sitting in the fourth row, a small smile on his face when your eyes finally met his. You returned the gesture with a wave before you noticed the seat next to him empty, no Patrick in sight. Your stomach churned with something uncertain as you started warming up.

✰ ⊹ ˚.

You lost, and horribly at that. Your opponent was still fairly new and the fact that she had managed to beat you inflated her ego by a hundred and made you want to throw the tennis racket at her head to wipe that smug look off her face. You should've been able to beat her, but you didn't, and now Sarah Joy Anderson had ended your winning streak.

You were in a foul mood after that, not even waiting around for Art and immediately making your way back to your dorm. A piping hot shower later, and you now sat quietly in bed, finally working on your assignments as the small radio on your dresser softly played.

A knock at your door startled you a bit and you had to gather all your strength to face anyone considering the mood you were in. You got up with a grunt, taking a moment to take a few calming breaths before opening the door.

It was almost funny how fast the initial calmness seeped right out of your body at the sight of Patrick standing in front of you, a matching scowl on his features.

"What kind of game are you playing here?" he asked, voice soft but still demanding of an answer. "I don't wanna do this right now," you said, ignoring his question as you moved to slam the door shut until he effectively stopped it with an outstretched arm. "I'm serious," he said, eyes staring you down and filled with so much unidentifiable emotion you almost folded. "What's your plan? Why are you doing this?" he tried again.

You were quiet for a few moments, your heart beating rapidly in your chest. You were angry at him, angry at losing to fucking Sarah Joy. Angry that he thought he could come here and confront you like this. "Why weren't you there today?" you asked, a small smirk forming when you could physically see the frustration expression deepening, his hands moving to rub over his reddening face. "Because I don't want to play your fucking game anymore," he answered in a frustrated breath.

"Choose," he said suddenly, catching you off guard. "What?" you questioned, recoiling when he moved closer to you, almost in your face. "Choose," he repeated, "me or Art."

"No," you said, watching that sickening smirk stretch across his face. "C'mon, is it really that hard?" he laughed. Actually laughed. "Fuck you," you said with so much venomous anger you felt lightheaded once the words left your mouth. "Yeah, you've been trying to for months."

The sound of your open palm hitting his face was loud in the quiet hallway, echoing through the area and through your body. The bright red hand rapidly imprinting itself onto the side of his face almost made you smile if it weren't for the look on his face.

You both were quiet, the realization sinking in as you stared at each other. It was a blur after that, as cliché as it sounded. All you remember was him pulling you closer with a force that had you practically falling against his chest and his mouth on yours. And as messed up as it was, you could feel the anger pouring out of you with the way he was gripping at you and the way his mouth moved against yours almost angrily.

✰ ⊹ ˚.

#challengers x reader #challengers #patrick zweig x reader #patrick zweig x you #art donaldson x reader #art donaldson x you #art donaldson #patrick zweig #likedovesinthewindd #tumblr don't flag me pls

[mgc02]

Incorrect Quotes where Charlie is trying to calm down her crying baby and then someone wakes up her baby so she punches them and the baby laughs

Baby Cali is screaming in Charlie's arms*

Charlie who has gotten a full two hours of sleep this week: Ok, shhh, it's ok, its ok... shhh

Charlie rocks Cali slowly and she starts to fall asleep*

Angel completely unaware entering behind her: Hey Charlie! Where's the little-

-Cali cries and Charlie punches Angel square in the face*

Angel: oww! What the fuck!?

Charlie: omgsh Angel I'm so sorry I don't know what-

-Cali giggles*

Vaggie also on 2 hours of sleep: do that again! she likes it!

Charlie: no! I didn't mean that

Vaggie punches Angel

Angel: owww! What the hell!

Cali giggles again*

Vaggie punches Angel again

Cali giggles*

Alastor: its making me feel better too

Charlie: Vaggie! Stop punching Angel

Angel: it's alright Charlie. How about I take her for a while

Charlie: Ok here

Charlie hands her to Angel

Angel: there we go. How about some funny faces?

Angel tries to make funny faces at Cali but she smacks him in face

Angel: Owww!

Husk: you guys let Alastor babysit didn't you?

Charlie: just for like an hour!!!

#hazbin hotel #vivziepop #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin angel dust #hazbin hotel angel dust #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin charlie #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin vaggie #hazbin hotel vaggie #charlie x vaggie #hazbin hotel charlie #chaggie #husk hazbin hotel #hazbin husk

[melanieph321]

Kenan Yildiz x Reader - Claim Me Part 2/3

+18

Part 1

Summary - Reader is Dusan Vlahovic sister and is dating Kenan. However, Reader has yet told her brother of the relationship as he is very protective of her.

Enjoy!

For lunch with the team and their families, you chose to wear pants. Levi's jeans, to be specific. Somehow, Kenan had managed to arrange the seating at the restaurant so that the two of you would be seated right before each other. You were thankful that he had been eager to tell you about his achievements before your arrival at the restaurant. It allowed you to prepare for the worst, like your boyfriend attempting to play footsie while you tried to enjoy your food.

It was pretty funny. His reaction as his foot went up your legs, expecting to feel your bare thighs, only to be met with the rough fabric of your jeans.

"Whatta..."

You had to look away not to burst out in laughter.

"Behave."

Your behavior earned you an elbow from Dusan, who, God forbid, despised laughter around the table. Or laughter in general.

"Are you twelve, or what?" He hissed, to which you were quite offended by. Kenan must have noticed this because his face went from playful to leathal in just a matter of seconds.

"It's okay." You nodded assuringly. However, he was not happy with Dusan and had to excuse himself to go use the restroom.

"Hey?"

There wasn't much you could say to cheer him up. However, he seemed to appreciate the fact that you came looking for him after he had been gone for a while.

"Hey?" He said, meeting your reflection through the mirror. "You know this is the men's restroom, right?"

"Really, then why are you in here?"

He chuckled.

You came up behind him and rested your chin on his shoulder, wrapping your arms around his waist. "It's getting kind of boring out there. What if we ditched this thing and went somewhere else?"

"Won't your brother notice?"

"Nina can cover for me. She always does."

Kenan turned around, forcing you to shift your arms to wrap around his neck, your forheads pressed together.

"I love you." He said.

"Love you too."

"I mean it Y/N. I've never felt this way about another person."

"Felt what?" You raised your head, your nose caressing his, only then did you notice that Kenan's eyes were closed.

"I guess I just don't want to lose you." He sighed.

"Baby." You shrugged his shoulders. His eyelids opened. "What makes you think you're gonna lose me? I'm not going anywhere."

Kenan shied away, the two of you letting go of each other. You kept an eye on the bathroom door as anyone could burst in at any moment.

"I know that." Kenan nodded. It was difficult for him to express his feelings at times. "Like I said before, I want to be able to hold your hand without looking over my shoulder for Dusan. I think it would be better if we just told him the truth. Rip off the bandaid, I mean."

"Kenan I don't..."

"I get it." He nodded. "It's not as easy as I believe. But what if it is?"

You felt for him. You really did. But more than anything, you admired Kenan for wanting to tell Dusan that the two of you were seeing each other. He wanted to do so despite the fact that it could jeopardize the teams dynamic. Not to mention the ridicule and cold shoulders he could face from his other teammates. Still, Kenan thought that you were worth the risk.

"Have I ever told you how good you look in a suit?"

Kenan looked up from where he had been standing by the sink. He saw you scowling him up and down, a devious smile on your lips. "No, but try me." He grinned.

"You look hot." You said, approaching him were he stood. "So fucking hot."

"Yeah?"

"Yes. You can only imagine what it's doing to me right now, seeing you all dressed up."

Kenan's raised a curious brow. His hand went to wrap around your waist as you stood before him again. "Tell me." He whispered. "What exactly is it doing to you?"

Your lip was caught between your teeth. You bit down hard. Even more so, feeling Kenan's hand slip down the length of your back to the curve of your ass. He squeezed it, pressing you against his growing erection.

"I want to fuck you so bad right now."

"In here?" He frowned, questionably looking around the Men's restroom.

You nodded. "In here."

You grabbed his tie, pulling him towards one of the bathroom stalls. As the door trapped the two of you inside, the explicit kissing began.

It was filthy and primitive beyond measure. You had managed to cover up your last hickey with make up, but as Kenan got busy nipping at your cleavage, licking and sucking your breast, you feared that you had no way to cover up those future bruises.

"Fuck Y/N, you're unreal." He groand and slipped a hand down your jeans, feeling the heat from your damped panties. "I want to fuck you until you scream my name."

You smiled. "Then what are you waiting for?"

Kenan paused to look at you,  not sure if this was you giving him his full consent to fuck your brians out. Nevertheless he went for a more tender approach, wanting to please you all the way, without rushing.

You moaned as his fingertips slipped under the fabric of your panties, brushing the bed of you pubic hair, searching for your opening. Once he found it, he slipped two fingers inside, sensing that you were more than ready for it.

The back of your head hit the stall, with a hand covering your mouth to smother your gasping moan.

"Yes baby,  you like that?"

"Mhm." You nodded, fighting back tears in your eyes. He kept a steady paste, thrusting his fingers in and out of you in angles that hit every right spot.

"Don't be shy, baby." He talk you through it, the erruption of your orgasm. "You can come for me. Please, baby, come all over my fingers."

You stood on your tippy toes, climbing the steep hill of your rising orgasm. "Kenan,  I'm gonna..."

"Yes baby, let it go."

It was unbearable, your panties pushed to the side, Kenan's braud fingers deep inside of you, lubricated by the liquid that help spark the flame of the craziest orgasm that you ever experienced.

"Fuck."

You crumbled against the bathroom walls. With Kenan slipping out of you to reach for your jaw, pulling your face towards his, rewarding his good girl with a gentle kiss.

"You did good baby. So fucking good."

You smiled weakly and allowed his helping hand to get you back up on your feet.

"I want you to feel good to."

He smiled. "You already do."

"No, I didn't mean it like that." Looking down the bulge in Kenan's pants gave him away. It was your turn to pleasure him.

"Y/N, you don't have to..." He protested, seeing you lower yourself to your knees. "The floor is dirty, baby. I don't want you to..."

"But Kenan..." You whimpered, your eyes big as you looked up at him. "I want to."

"Yes?"

You nodded, "Yes."

His hand went to the back of your head, gripping your hair. You were eager, licking your lips as you reached for his zipper, the bulge in his pants more than ready to be set free.

"Y/N, is that you?"

You froze.

Outside of the stall, the door to the restroom flung open, followed by heavy footsteps.

You looked up to see that Kenan shared the same look of panic in his eyes.

"Y/N!" Dusan hissed, your body trembling with the anger in his voice. "I can see your heels. I know you're in there. Who's in there with you?"

Your heart sank. Not like this, you thought. He will kill him. Your brother is gonna kill your boyfriend.

Part 1

#fanfiction #football imagine #footballer x reader #footballer imagine #football angst #kenan yildiz x reader #kenan yildiz #juventus fc #dusan vlahovic

[muqingists]

gen ; xue meng pov ; 2.6k ; modern au ; humor ; social media

All he can do is sit here and listen in horror as he reads the rest of that reddit post Xue Meng doesn’t need to be told the username of. He’s in hell. He’s in hell and he’s never getting out and he shouldn’t even be in this stupid video in the first place. Chu Wanning gets into gacha games, Mo Ran posts on reddit, and Xue Meng is in hell.

based on this au by @unrelatabledude <3

#2ha #erha #erha he ta de bai mao shizun #the husky and his white cat shizun #what are we doing here. i don't know. this was so fucking funny to me #based on pax unrelatabledude's cwn gacha whaling au. yknow the drill #this is just silly. but well #my fic #mine

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

Colored some junky morning warmup comics eehehe... This is Superhero Taisen to me.

The Sentai is here to deal with physically large threats and contribute nothing else.

#i just dont know what to tag this one aaaha! #i know like three things about MH and KR total but i do enjoy the toei teamups.... #without fail... the sentai are here to fuck around while the other heroes use their brains #except for the gobusters... staunch professionals... #good job busters. this is why we love you. #Haruto Wizard being like 'hey so now that you know i'm friendly you don't have to fight me right?' #and King Kyoryu taking a swing anyway just for fun... #that'll never not be funny to me... #I think Fourze had fun in his though.... #That Fourze guy could be in a sentai... #Give that man a big robot

[andthebeanstalk]

Uh-oh! You are like, SOOO awkward!!

You're so awkward that it is occasionally mildly uncomfortable for people!

You're so awkward that sometimes people are confused by you and then there are awkward silences!

You're so awkward ...... that ultimately no one is harmed!!

Oh damn!!! What a vile crime you have committed! What an unforgivable thing it is to make a fellow human briefly confused!

Why, if *I* were ever briefly confused and kind of uncomfortable as a result, I'd be devastated.... by the absolute net zero change in my happiness and health! - From which I might never recover!! Yes indeed! No punishment can ever be enough for you!!

So you better absolutely hate yourself for it.

Better be SO MEAN to yourself about every single missed social cue so you don't forget your horrible crime! Meaner than you'd ever dream of being to someone else for the same thing! This is YOUR responsibility!

Better accept that idea that bullies carry like guns in holsters - the idea that people who have trouble with social cues should suffer. Better carry on the burden they placed on you. Aid the cause of the callous by enforcing shame and suffering upon yourself extra hard; try your best to do their work for them. They're very busy.

Better not recognize that you need patience and kindness to heal from your trauma. Better not find out that it was trauma rather than personal weakness filling your head with self-hating thoughts. Better not find out it wasn't your fault.

Better not find out that awkwardness is not inherently harmful or unkind, and, in fact, the people who act like it is *are the ones enacting harm and being cruel.*

Better not get righteously angry when you realize just how much unnecessary damage this has done to you. After all, if you get mad, you might realize you deserve better. You might even feel brave enough to DEMAND better! You might build boundaries that keep you safe! You might make other people think they deserve to feel safe too! And we obviously can't be having that, so...

Better not show yourself even a little kindness a little bit at a time.

Better not make a habit out of it after all that practice.

Better not get confident.

Especially if you can't first wipe out every trace of awkward. (And you probably never will. Because people who experience absolute social certainty at all times tend to be insufferable assholes that enforce the status quo. And you just don't have the stock portfolio for that.)

Better not be confident and awkward because then you might confuse and delight people

- you might accidentally end up making other people feel less shame for their social difficulties

- you might make isolated, traumatized, and shy people feel like they deserve to be included in social situations

- you might even make them feel they can be themselves around you

- you might start loving the effect you have on a room

- you might enjoy conversations more

- you might forgive yourself and bounce back from shame more easily and frequently

- you might come to enjoy some of those moments of harmless confusion you cause because NOBODY expects the Confident Awkward, and that can genuinely be an advantage in social situations

- you might stop apologizing so much.

- you might find that socializing is like a video game: it requires practice but also a safe space for it to be fun and positive.

Or if you can't become assertive and confident, better not remain awkward and shy and quiet, and then love and forgive yourself anyway!

Why, it would be carnage!!

In either scenario, you run the risk of finding out that it's not your fault that safe spaces full of kind people can be really hard to find, create, and nurture. You could end up building a skillset that helps you do those things!

- You might realize that it was never your fault that it took so long to like yourself.

- You might realize that you were always worth talking to, even when you didn't like yourself and communication felt impossibly difficult.

- You might realize that you'll still be worth talking to even if communication becomes harder as you age and/or experience disability.

- You might know that you deserve to be heard even on bad days when words come slow and blurry.

You might discover that you were always deserving of kindness, first and foremost from yourself.

So. As you can see, it's FAR too much of a risk to take to cut your awkward self some slack for your many heinous and harmless crimes. Better to just leave it there.

#social skills #i have a few posts now in my ' social skills' tag #original #maybe eventually I will compile them and polish them in some meaningful way. I know what I want to call the book title #in big text it'll say 'I'M AUTISTIC' and then beneath that in smaller text 'And I Have Better Social Skills Than You' #or something to that effect. and the cover of the book will be me making an exaggerated smug face like the little rascal I am #challenging the viewer to pick up the book and see if they can prove me wrong. #and then the entire first section of the book is about how actually the issue with our society's social skills is the harsh judgment #for people who have trouble communicating and not the other way around. I don't actually think I'm the #most charismatic person in the world by a very long shot. but i do know that I have put more thought into my social skills than #most allistic people and frankly i have surpassed most of them. not because i am more persuasive or smooth or funny #(tho i am persuasive and funny lol) but bc i have questioned which social functions are more restriction than utility. #and instead i have focused my energy on actively learning how to make people feel safe. i feel social rules would benefit all people by #being a little more autistic tyvm. i don't think every person should dedicate themselves to being better at communicating #i think people should dedicate themselves to being kind and patient to everyone regardless of their ability to communicate #I think our society wrongly links communication ability to intelligence and intelligence to level of humanity. #when in fact all three of those things are fucking unrelated and connecting them inevitably leads to #really fucked up views on disabled people that hurt us. and then with that aspect of the book firmly understood and established I would #go on to recommend some ways to make socializing easier and more fulfilling (and less shameful and terrifying) for all kinds of people #it wouldn't be a book about Leaning In To Succeed in Business or 'here's how to avoid being the awkward loner at a party' #it'd be a book about how if you see someone alone at a party here's how to invite them to join your group without pressuring them #stuff like 'hot tip! if someone takes a while to type or speak a full sentence - talking over them b4 they can finish makes u an asshole!' #I know that a lot of people cannot or don't want to dump a lot of skill points into socializing like i did and they shouldn't have to in #order to experience basic dignity and respect. if we treat people like that then we just validate that people - especially #autistic children and elders and disabled people of manu varieties - have to suffer unless they learn all these arbitrary bullshit rules #and a lot of them are arbitrary bullshit! one of the reasons I throw people off so much is because I harmlessly break a lot of social rules #but I know I'm doing it and I'm not ashamed and people just don't know what to do with that! but a lot of them like it actually!! #i think it's a relief to be around someone so openly and unrelentingly weird bc what am I gonna do? judge you for being weird?? #I only care if you're kind. not necessarily 'nice' or passive. Kind. Brave enough to care about people being treated well. Kind. #also I recognize that at least some of my ability to be openly weird is white privilege so that's important to acknowledge too

[bobzora]

finally beat the first kingdom in p5t the other day and it was truly flabbergasting the way marie fuckin. dissolved. and morgana was like well that shouldn't have caused a mental shutdown... but i don't know for sure! and then moved on. LIKE HUH. WHY ARE NONE OF THE THIEVES. ACKNOWLEDGING THIS. LMAO?

#bobtalk #p5tposting #p5t spoilers #i guess. for the first dungeon. lol #its like well if it was akc i'd understand but it's whiplash because over and over the thieves are normally like #well....this palace Looks bad. but we should scope out how things are in the real world before we take action! they're generally cautious #and they're stuck here so obviously that's not an option right. like they were going to fight marie eventually no matter what #but they're like *shrugs* about any potential real world consequences to girlie disappearing like that it's really...weird? #i mean. even with kamoshida they only went through with trying to steal his heart because they were desperate and willing to risk him dying #bc they didn't know for sure bc they were new to this but it was better than the alternative. etc. iirc at least. #i'm aware this is a silly spin off this is just. really funny to me? unusual? that the game is like. 'don't even worry about it <3' #like guys i think you might've just killed a woman <- i know she's going to be fine. because they wouldn't do that. but LMAO can u IMAGINE #(anyway barelyyy started the second kingdom (as in. we made it to the first battle and haven't started). are all the rulers just going to b #ppl toshiro has beef with personally. because that's really fucking funny if so. his whole GC hates his ass!)

[todayisafridaynight]

dodging-the-question ass type of answer i have to lay down

#snap chats #YK WHAT I MEAN god this is still a funny answer to me i remember during my first playthrough i was just #'cunt thats not what he asked WHO DO YOU. SWEAR FEALTY TO' fuckin /arakawa entrusted me to you/ WHO DO YOU-- #are you here on your own volition or because arakawa sent you Are You Here Ultimately For Aoki's Sake Or Arakawa's #am i making sense. im 90% sure im making sense. #cause using my EYEBALLS it fuckin lookin like he's here on arakawa's order and not so much aoki's #I MEAN WE KNOW SAWASHIRO LITERALLY LIVES ONLY FOR HIS SON DON'T GET IT TWISTED #this is only a point of contention considering the horrors down the line.. and sawashiro TRULY havin to answer that question.. lol.. #that whole question of Who's Sawashiro Loyal To at the end of the day.... that shit got answered with arakawa's body in the bay #and some old fuck with his eyeball punctured in #At The End Of The Day WHO IS HEAD HONCHO IN YOUR HEART figured it out gang #wow i love him he's so unwell <3 gonna go watch that scene again bye

[quietwingsinthesky]

zachariah is the best character on this show actually

#he's so funny!!!! #also supernatural always coming in with the 'character suddenly says something quiet and devastating and then moves on' #even for him #'Everybody's laughing at me!' (pause and then quieter) 'and they're right to do it.' #zach my man i will dig into your silly little psyche #i mean okay you don't really have to dig he lays it out right there #he was top dog and then failing to grab the winchesters knocked him down. #and like. we know what getting knocked down in heaven means. he knows what it means. #how much can he fail before they toss him right in the chair where he sent castiel once. #no. look. listen to me. i'm not crazy. he's fascinating to me okay. #naomi is fascinating in the later seasons for similar reasons but she has different-ish motives. on the whole she's here for the collective #and zach is certainly serving heaven's interests. zero doubt in that. but like. he is also definitely serving his own. #he wants to be top of the food chain. useful to michael. because that's one of the few positions in heaven that means you get power. #and he takes it out on the people under him! he says it himself! he's petty! #resorts to physical violence to get sam & dean to do what he wants like they are stress balls. #(stands in front of them and goes >:) im gonna fuck ur mom. who else is doing it like him.) #im getting distracted my point is like. zachariah is probably the angel the most aware of the position he's in. #different than his awareness of like. his role in the story like raphael or lucifer or michael. but his role in the system? #he understands that. he knows how to play that game very well to make himself the most powerful respected angel in the room. #heaven cult my beloved. zachariah would sell anyone out for a corn chip and a promotion. #because of course he would. why wouldn't he. him looking around at other angels thinking: well why wouldn't you. i have to get there first. #tl;dr he's so funny. literally smiling every time he's on screen im gonna miss him when he dies. #zachariah spn #spn #(no okay wait not done. all of that there. all his posturing and making sure he's in the top position. #and despite that. joshua walks on screen. says 'scram' and zach Knows he can't do shit about it and leaves. like!!!! #THAT'S IT! THESIS. DOESN'T MATTER HOW HIGH IN THE OFFICE HE IS. ONE SLAP FROM UP TOP AND HE HAS TO BACK OFF!!! #THERE IS NO WINNING THIS GAME! THERE IS ONLY PLAYING IT AS BEST YOU CAN UNTIL SOMEONE FLIPS THE FUCKING BOARD!!!) #now im done <3

[silasbug]

man, you think you put in the work. figured it all out. but then there's more.

#'ah shit here we go again' #rethinking my sexuality pt. 1 #i don't know why but it's so freaking funny to me. frustrating for sure! but so funny #like. my guy! my homeboy! i thought we figured this out a decade ago!! #i feel like a pokemon. the evolution doesn't stop at putting the clown make-up on. next form's got a fucking WIG #and a whole ass clown SUIT #why not slap on a duel typing? ain't got nothing to lose #asexual AND kinky? not sure what good that'll do in a battle but WHY NOT #'how can we make bug as uncomfortable with themselves as humanly possible' #truly the 'build-a-bear' of confusing and conflicting wants and desires #sex is only appealing in the privacy of my own mind. and fanfiction. (loads of fanfiction). yeah. #no shame in that. not even going to pretend that there is. #like suddenly a lot of things make sense while a lot of things no longer make sense #brain goes 'hold my beer' and then just.. 'brrrrr'. very helpful #personal

[evilkitten3]

i will say that i find it annoying how quick mcu fans are to blame fury about every little thing. like i've seen people object to nat's "eighty people in two days" comment by saying that fury was responsible for most of them (which he was, but quite frankly a government agency that exists to protect earth from extraterrestrial threats should be willing to accept members dying to keep a hostile alien from escaping with the most powerful object earth has literally ever seen, so i actually have no problem with that decision of his - everyone in that base was shown to be highly trained and aware that death was a likely outcome– note that loki knifing several people in the throat did not cause anyone to turn and run. they're secret agent soldiers, this is their job)

BUT nat pinning that on loki isn't fury's fault. we have no reason to think he told her anything but what actually happened, as nat is as much of a professional as any of the soldiers in that base were. i don't know if that was intentional manipulation on nat's part (again, i have no problem with that– twisting the truth to motivate people to fight back against the alien whose stated intention is world domination is fine by me), or if she just made an assumption and fury didn't care enough to correct her (in which case the blame would be somewhat on him but frankly getting into semantics when you need to be focused on the actual alien threat is kinda pointless), or if nat just has a mindset of root cause->fault (which would've been interesting but g-d forbid we focus on nat's personality instead of her ass), but it's still not fury's fault that she said that

fury was one of the best characters in the first avengers movie (which wasn't like cinematic brilliance or anything but you know what it was a fun movie and i enjoyed it cringe isn't real in this instance), and people are way too willing to ignore the surprising amount of depth that movie gave him in favor of "government man bad" (which. ok yes i agree with that in principle irl but tony stark is a billionaire and thor tried to invade a sovereign nation like a year ago; you gotta make allowances for fiction or else they're all horrible)

the council fired two missiles at new york. everyone remembers tony yeeting the second into space, but i think people forget that fury took down the first one (somehow without killing the pilot):

to be clear, the world council are basically his bosses. they ordered him to nuke the city and he refused. they went and did it anyway. hill warned fury and he managed to stop the first missile himself and was also the one who alerted tony to the second.

just..... credit where credit is due, yeah? fury's not a cardboard cutout of a character, he's probably the mcu's first real attempt at a protagonist character entirely in the morally gray zone whose decisions and actions as a character are both shown in a way that also the audience to understand where he's coming from while also giving them the space to say whether they think he was right or not.

the whole "using the tesseract to make weapons" thing makes sense. he has a good reason for it too– even ignoring what we learned in captain marvel, the events of the first thor movie made it clear that aliens were out there and could fuck shit up, something agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. then established he'd known even before that. and he's right– earth really, really, really isn't prepared to defend itself against what's out there.

also, kudos to that scene in particular for doing a pretty good job of giving characters reactions that made sense for those characters (usually this is something that shouldn't need brownie points, but it's whedon, so not basing the whole thing on snark that could come from anyone is a step up). steve is against making weapons with the tesseract bc that's what hydra did (and while he has every right to feel that way and be angry about fury not mentioning that, i feel like it needs to be said that there's a noticeable difference between "i'm making this to take over the world" and "i'm making this so we don't get murdered by fucking aliens"), tony is against it bc he has weapon-making trauma, bruce is against it bc he doesn't trust the government (nor should he), thor is against it bc he thinks humans are meddling with what they shouldn't (which. sure but that's sorta our thing. we're the "hey what's that let's meddle with it" species), clint isn't there, and nat doesn't give two shits.

anyway this is a whole lotta nothing but i love nick fury and he deserves better than being written as a cardboard cut-out convenient antagonist in fanfiction (especially if the author goes out of their way to have coulson and hill be good guys trapped under fury's tyrannical thumb. real subtle, y'all.)

#mcu #marvel #nick fury #samuel l jackson #i know someone is going to interpret this as me saying ''all power to the american military'' so i'll just address that here: #fuck the government fuck america fuck the military fuck colonialism give the land back #also i don't care what the movies try to say shield stands for strategic hazard intervention espionage logistics directorate #and it's international fuck you movies #first director was still richard stoner but only bc his name is hilarious #also no one asked but in my hc clint is only an agent bc people call him that #as far as most of the higher ups are concerned he just showed up one day and wouldn't go away and they let him stick around bc he was funny #and useful sometimes #fury: coulson there's a guy in a nest over there #coulson: oh that's barton. i let him live here and sometimes he shoots stuff for me #fury: ...you adopted him didn't you #coulson: HE NEEDED A HOME NICK #clint: *visibly a grown man who absolutely has a home* *munches doritos* yeah nick what are you gonna do send me back to the circus #fury: ...fine he can stay. (seriously phil just let me know ahead of time when you bring home strays that's all i'm asking) #a few years later clint shows up with natasha #clint: hey she followed me home can we keep her #fury: are you actually asking or...? #clint: not really. i mean i offered her my nest but she said she wanted a job #natasha: i was a black widow #fury: cool gonna need to vet you a LOT but hired

[selfinflictedgunshotwound]

look at this pic of me my mom took when i was 15/16(?) with the camp counselor i had a crush on

#don't ask me why he wore a kilt i still don't know #he was the gun range/archery teacher though i specifically joined that activity to be near him... his name was brad #it was so weird because i had come back from camp already this was the week after and i was going back to get some stuff and he #just so happened to be there and i think he was like 'what are you doing out here shouldn't you be in your cabin?' bc he thought i was #still AT camp instead of just visiting. idr how i got him to take a pic w/ me but it was kismet :) i have so many funny anecdotes abt camp #like i think this was the same year that my friend partnered up with him^ during some huge group activity where we kept changing partners #and i calmly exited the room of like 100+ people & broke down in the bathroom because i was so jealous of her bc she related to ppl easier #but she also accidentally touched a different counselors dick that year while we were in the lake and she got banned from ever coming back #because she had a huge fear of the camp director shooting everyone like she had constant nightmares abt it and she was trying to get over #her fear of him that year by being near him more and talking to him but uh. he misrepresented what she was doing and made it seem like she #was trying to seduce him or something so she got banned and cried all the way back home when our mothers came to get us... it was tense #i had genuinely never seen her cry before it was so fucking crazy to me. anyways... pretty wild stuff

[fandom-with-no-hope]

Sometimes I think about the stupid little things that changed me forever and I find it really funny like

Why do I like the color green? It's because in 2018 when I first heard about DDLC Monika was my favorite and so I loved Green bc of her eyes

Why is my fav song Hotel California? It's because in 2019 I watched a Let's Play of the fnaf fangame Dsaf 3 and the Salvage Music stuck with me since

There are a lot of exemples of silly little things like that and I find it really funny

#Same energy as panicking when you can't plug your phone bc you watched BBC Sherlock tbh #But it's really funny to me! I don't know why it stuck for so long #Another exemple! The way I draw characters is inspired by an artist I used to follow when I got into fnaf in 2017 #His name is Datpink Reptile now btw and his art is absolutely magnificent and he posts a webcomic on Instagram <- check him out if u want #But those things are oh my so stupid I could rant here in the tags for hours #Pokemon time bc of my best friend every Cobaltium I caught since 2015 has been called Coca and every Spiritomb is 1H.KO #Whenever I don't know what to draw I always end up doodling Frisk and Chara even tho I haven't played Undertale in like mf years #And whenever I'm walking alone at night I hum the deleted Ahit song where Hat Kid sings about Subcon forest #I've been doing this for years and thinking about it it's rlly driving me insane I think LMAO #Stupid things that also make no sense to anyone anymore are funny #I have a plushie named Joshua because it's Gordon Freeman's son in hlvrai <- nobody can knows that other than me #I've also got a pink pocket knife named Henry bc of Dsaf and I also had an old camera that I decided to name Tim bc of Marble Hornets #This probably seems cringe tbh but the fact that this has been going on for 3 years and more is actually wow #And don't get me started on the strange man series and how it impacted me on my schoolwork and stuff #I'm in my nostalgic Era don't mind me it's my summer job fucking me up mentally I think - #Isabelle is called Asriel in my phone because we used to play Undertale together when we were younger. And Clara was Chara and I was Frisk #I miss those times #Anyways I'm going to bed I'm working tmr 💀 it's 10pm but Eh whatever #[.txt] #miles mumbles #tommy talks

[hamartia-grander]

Guys be like "these are things that only men do" and then list symptoms of ADHD

#I'm always like. Nope. I do those things too. That's called a mental disorder. Please seek help #Like imagine a world where misogyny has so fucked over every single person #That men are taught their mental disorders are just them 'being a man' #And women also don't know they have said mental disorders because if they feel/act these ways it's 'not what ladies do' #And yes ableism too yes of course #It just absolutely maddens me when I see things like this because these people have no clue. They have no clue and they're gendering #EVERYTHING because they were raised by a society that genders everything and life is not a gendered experience it's a universal experience #And we really should be paying more attention to the things we struggle with rather than gender stereotypes but here we are #Rant in tags #Sorry #I started out trying to be funny and then made myself upset #I just wish men had more mental health recognition