#4 is also a number in my mind

[kidfoundonstreets]

how many tiny ahsy it take to change lightbulb?

i thtink one tiny ahhse trying to change lightbubl!! cant. embarrass... has to ask for other help. all tiny ahshe gather around to fix lightbulgb yayayay!!!!!!!! easy to gatehr. but ahshe pretty storng depsite beoign tiny maybe as storng as like bee or pincherbug depending on bite or stab with tiny knvies. so i say abaout 6 ahse! 7 if youre feleing lucky????????

[laurrelise]

currently fucking sobbing over lemony snicket quotes in the context of five and delores

lemony snicket what is wrong with you. do me a favor and stop writing the most devastatingly beautiful love poems to ever exist on god’s green goddamn earth

[oceanic-sunsets]

english teacher Mike Wheeler who comes across as this Serious Intimidating and pretentious jerk until you discover he's just a nerd who all the Troubled and 'Difficult' kids surprisingly love and look up to. No one knows how he does it. (he was, once, that angry troubled teen).

art teacher Will Byers who absolutely every student loves. You cannot hate him. Queer kids are especially drawn to him and he's the best at reassuring them and helping them feel comfortable and safe. He's always followed by at least two or three students and he gets the most notes, gifts and hand-made crafts during holidays.

and yes they're married

[ciderjacks]

ocd is weird bc I definitely still have it, I just got really good at identifying it and shutting it down. Like I was taking down a gross medical sticker on my wall that for some reason I stuck up there last year, and my brain was like “no don’t do it. You’ll die if you do that” so I put it back on and my brain was like “or…maybe life will get way better if you take if off. And if you leave it life will get worse. Want to make that choice” and I was like really stumped over it, then suddenly I was like ohhhhh ocd you tricky devil… and tore the sticker off. I go thru this exact experience about thrice a week.

[shalom-iamcominghome]

For every person I unfollow with weird opinions on jews, I follow a few other jews instead. This has been for the better, even if I was bitter about hitting the "unfollow" button at first (sound off if you want to use this post to self-promo)

[c0smiccom3t]

Coco, my best friend,, coco my comfort character,, baby me would've loved you !!

[btsbs]

I can’t believe Hybe trolling the internet for fan fic is a real thing that happened

[fingertipsmp3]

I love the sims 2 because it will completely wreck your shit right when you’re least expecting it

[artdescriptioninthewoods]

remaking this post by @linaxart because the poll got overrun by people like me who just wanted results. it’s the exact same except for removing the last option. i’ve also copied linaxart’s examples. if you want to see the results, dm me and i’ll notify you when the poll is closed

again, please only vote if you actually rely on image descriptions! thank you

Example 1: A drawing of a penguin wearing a hat.

Example 2: A drawing of an emperor penguin wearing a felt hat.

Example 3: A drawing of an emperor penguin facing the viewer wearing a red and green striped felt hat.

Example 4: A digital drawing of an emperor penguin facing the viewer wearing a red and green stripped felt hat. It has a friendly expression. The background is plain white and the style is non-realistic made of flats with soft textures.

please reblog this for a better sample size! i will share it periodically until the voting window closes

[softness-and-shattering]

Its normal to need rest after a big day ITS NORMAL TO NEED REST AFTER A BIG DAY

[britneyshakespeare]

Dresses that are nice but they're only made to fit you if you're 5'5 T____T

[her-devils-advocate]

Do I need to be waking up early tomorrow for my new job? Yes.

Is Nate Sewell + my detective making sleep difficult as new ideas pop into my nervous mind? Also yes!

I don't usually post WIP's since they usually start out as late night ideas that are quickly thrown into anywhere I can save them, which usually results in my tired mind not catching embarrassing typos and mistakes. But I'm kind of loving this one so far!

[laurrelise]

sobbing while listening to this song on repeat and thinking about five and delores

like this is not a joke tears have been streaming down my face for 20 minutes. someone save me i’m losing my mind

[sharkneto]

As promised! A deleted scene from Chapter 23 of Joining Together in thanks for you all helping my favorite duck not lose as badly in the duck poll <3

An hour left in their wait and boredom is setting in hard. Sarah perks up from her book at the panicked voices behind her, welcoming the distraction to try and identify the language being spoken. French? She looks over her shoulder at a group standing at the departures board, talking animatedly to one another. There are a lot of gestures happening. Five perks up slightly from his slouch to look, too.

As they continue arguing, Five interrupts to call over, “Excuse-moi? As-tu besoin d'aide?”

The group whips around to stare at Five, just as Sarah and Megan are. The same surprised expression is on everyone’s face.

“Parles français?” one of the men asks.

Five unfolds to stand and join them. “Oui. Médiocrement.”

Sarah and Megan watch in open amazement as Five talks with the French group. He nods along to what they say, expression pinching as he asks, “Á Detroit?” The group nods. They talk for a bit more and then Five nods again and leaves with them.

Megan turns to Sarah. “So... Five speaks French?”

“I guess.”

One day, Sarah is going to stop being surprised by all the incredible, random things he can do.

They wait impatiently for Five to return. He does, nearly fifteen minutes later, expression nonplussed like he hadn’t just jumped up and spoken another language out of nowhere. He folds back into his slouch and pulls his phone out to mess with.

Sarah and Megan wait.

He ignores them.

“Five?” Sarah prods.

“Hm?”

“You speak French?”

He shrugs. “Not well.”

“That was cool,” Megan says. “That you helped them.”

Another shrug. “It wasn’t a big deal. They just needed some help to figure out flight shit. Apparently, there’s weather over Chicago, where they were headed after being in New York, and their flight got diverted to Detroit. They didn’t know where they were supposed to go for next steps to actually get to Chicago.”

“All that and you don’t speak French well,” Sarah says dryly.

He slouches further in his seat.

“Do you speak any other languages?” Megan asks, her book forgotten on her knee.

“Um,” Five says. He holds out a hand to count on his fingers. “French, obviously. Spanish. Italian. My German is shit. Polish, for some reason. Greek, technically. A little Mandarin and Korean. A little Russian.”

Sarah stares at him, incredulous. “You speak nine languages?”

“Kind of? And ten. With English.”

“Holy crap,” Megan says.

“And not really!” Five rushes to say, starting to get defensive. “Like, the Greek is ancient Greek, which is functionally useless—”

“You know ancient Greek,” Sarah interrupts.

He rolls his eyes and recites a series of Greek-sounding syllables. “We all had to learn the Odyssey and Iliad in their original Greek. It stuck. It doesn’t count. And, some are just enough so I can say ‘Hi, I’m Number Five with the Umbrella Academy, I’m here to help. Don’t throw up on me.’ And to like. Find a bathroom.”

“How do you say that in other languages?”

“You get one, I’m not a performing monkey. Um, Witam, jestem Numer Pięć w Akademii Parasol. Jestem tu, aby cię uratować. Nie wymiotuj na mnie.”

While Sarah is smiling over how Five translates his name, Megan says, “That’s really cool, Five.”

“It’s nothing.”

“It’s a little something,” Sarah says. She checks her watch. “Still a little early, but do we want to migrate to our gate? Maybe we’ll get lucky and they’ll be ahead of schedule."

[lunar-wandering]

today i have realized that the reason i like getting surprise gifts so much is because it feels like being known-

the issues with this are.

my brain on the reverse side views asking/saying what i want as basically meaning that the person im asking doesnt know me, which hurts, which is RIDICULOUS cause how can they get to know me if i DON'T SAY SHIT.

2. it sucks when my family gets me something i dont like at all as a surprise gift and i have to fake being nice about it (my friends have never done this to me btw. its ONLY been my family, even when i give them a detailed list of things i want for my birthday/christmas).

3. people don't tend to give surprise gifts so i dont tend to feel known and get surprised when someone jokingly calls me out for something ridiculous i do/that i enjoy

(being jokingly called out also feels like being known tbh,,,)

idk i guess that just overall as someone who's autistic and has grown up feeling isolated and with the vibes of "no-ones ever gonna really understand me cause i think differently from everyone else" surrounding her, it's just nice to feel known sometimes i guess??? is that the message from this?? idk im just thinking deep on things tonight whilst falling asleep

[spaghett-onaplate]

"blood matters more than anything" blah blah blah my father and all four of my grandparents can consider themselves opps