#E says shit

[starmunchandthefunkybunch]

Your URL is amazing and is ABSOLUTELY a vibe

it's a take on Marky Mark and The Funky Bunch.

I guess you can say my url has good viberations.

Thank you.

[fagbag-diketrike]

You reblogged a post about how people draw wheelchairs and talked about your own experience in the tags. It is obviously not your job to educate me or anyone about it but do you have any tips for people who want to draw or even just make characters that use a wheelchair?

Like is there anything people tend to overlook that you want people to talk more about?

I'm honestly surprised as hell that there are people that read my tags. Thank you for asking (and realizing that it isnt my responsibility to answer, if you were adamant that I do my ADHD would make me go against your request out of spite).

Yes, tips, fo sho!

Wheelchairs that are custom made, are made typically for those that will use them chronically, over time. They have a fixture in the individuals life, so if you're drawing a wheelchair, ask yourself what the needs of the wheelchair user are. Some people do not have the ability to push themselves and need arm rests (for example, electric wheelchairs, and the individual can still move themselves with a joystick thingy if they desire to), some people fatigue easily and need others to push them, so they have handles on the back, etc.

Backs of wheelchairs, in manual wheelchairs, are lower. They usually reach about just to or slightly below mid back. They have push handles that can be adjusted to slide all they way down into the back when they're not being used or to be pulled up when they need to be used.

There are no arm rests. Wheels have a hand grip that go outside around the wheel so an individual can propell oneself forward or backward. Wheelchair users do not grab the actual wheel.

Brakes are usually easier to put on an off and are higher up to make them easier to reach. They're attached to the side of the actual chair the individual is sitting on and can be pulled back or flicked down onto the wheels to brake the wheels.

Sometimes wheelchairs have seatbelts, but it depends on the needs of the individual. It is fitted to the individual and clips around the person's lap/hip area.

Foot rests are NOT individual. There are more chances to trip that way. The metal curves down from the sides of the seat part of the wheelchair then tucks underneath the persons feet and there is a SINGULAR foot rest in between the metal fixtures that can flap up and down. It might not move up out of the way or down when in use, depending on the needs of the individual.

I do have a foot rest that moves up and down, my feet often get caught on it. I do not have a wheelchair seatbelt, and I have a brake that can be flipped/snapped onto the wheels. I do not have arm rests because it's a manual and I NEED to be able to move my own self. I have handles on the back that are RARELY used so I push them down out of the way 90% of the time. I have an area where my crutches can be strapped in on the back because I often use both my wheelchair and my crutches when out and about.

Some wheelchairs have a place in the back for crutch placement depending on individual needs.

Colors of the wheelchair are customizable.

If you have any other questions lmk! If you DM I can also send you a pic of my wheelchair for reference.

[chrliekclly]

trans frank before pride month ends

[wooshofficial]

Just a reminder for everyone in a few months who are going to thank Trump for doing “random acts of kindness” or whatever the fuck:

Donald Trump started this nonsense.

He was the one who initially wanted TikTok to be banned. He’s the one who said that it was spyware from a foreign adversary. He wanted it gone first. This is not a new argument, this is from 2020. It has been in his plans for the entire Biden administration.

Because what Trump wants is to set up a situation where he looks like the hero. Where he swoops in and solves a problem that looks sudden and garners some good favor, despite him causing the problem in the first place years ago. He knows that the modern attention span is practically zero, focused on the shiny object, so he will do something flashy to distract everyone from the massive overhauls to basic human rights he’s doing in the background. He wants to kill us while we’re not looking, so he has set up a little magic trick to keep our eyes off the real world.

Take your eyes off TikTok. If or when it comes back, do not thank Trump. Do not get so lost in scrolling that you forget the world around you, and how it is about to go belly up. Do not forget about Project 2025, or his plans to raid schools with border control agents, or his planned cabinet. Do not let one pre-planned “good” deed distract you from the fact that this administration is about to do real harm to and outright kill a lot of people. Keep your eyes on him and his administration with extreme scrutiny, because he wants you to look away.

The scariest part about Trump is that he’s smart. We call him stupid, but he’s not. He is incredibly clever when it comes to entertainment, and will play any role if it gets him where he wants to be, and he plays them incredibly well. If we do not scrutinize his every move as some sort of act, we give him more space to do things than he ever deserves to have, and that space will be used to do incredibly cruel things, and the blame will not only be on him, but us for giving him the opportunity.

So yeah. Don’t go thanking Trump for any of this shit. He’s playing a long game and he’s playing a role that he knows you will like. Do not forget.

[r04sty]

Why would she say that?

Can you tell I'm procrastinating

[starry-bi-sky]

Blood Blossom Au: Baby's First Commissioner Meeting :)

TL:DR This Post: Danny (orphan) gets poisoned with blood blossom extract by Vlad. He runs away from him and ends up under the care of one Pre-Robin Battinson Batman! Starry is loudly pushing her batdad agenda.

(Also known as "Late At Night, When The Nightingale Sings" on my ao3!)

This was a fun rough idea I've been sitting on for weeks, thinking about how Commissioner Gordon and Nightingale's first meeting might go.

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Commissioner Gordon likes to think that he's adjusting to the new normal of Gotham very well, -- the new normal being grown men running around dressed like bats, in military-grade strength body armor, committing acts of vigilantism, -- and slowly, little by little, he was no longer being surprised when this new normal pops up out of the shadows like the world's most terrifying daisy. His shaving lifespan thanks him for it.

....

The kid is a surprise though.

Granted, he seemed to be a surprise to the Bat too.

There's been a string of murders lately, -- which, in Gotham, is kind of like saying there's been another storm during monsoon season. And there's just been another; in some dilapidated building down in south Gotham, with the broken, boarded-up windows and mildew-crawling walls to match. The victim is a man in his thirties, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, left in the center of the room for the blood to pool out around him.

The place is already secured when he arrives, the building swarmed with officers and the forensic detectives. The Bat emerges shortly after he does -- or, he might've been here the whole time, hiding someplace dark and shadowy. For his own sanity, Gordon doesn't think about it too hard.

The kid is a surprise, and he appears like a bolt of lightning.

He shows up in the middle of a conversation Gordon is having with the Bat.

A whistle, sharp and loud, slicing through the air, meant for open air rather than a confined space. Gordon's ears pierce and protest the sound, and the solemn, murmured chatter floating through the room abruptly cuts off like the swing of a gavel. As he turns towards the sound -- as they all do -- he swears, up and down, that he sees Batman's shoulders jump, just slightly.

At the source, perched on the window, is a boy. A boy in a gray-blue scarf and an oversized black hoodie, one that hangs off his frame and has ace bandages wrapped around the wrists in some attempt to cinch the sleeves. The hood is up, big like the rest of it, and threatens to swallow the upper half of the boy's face whole in the fabric. What upper half Gordon can see, is smeared with some kind of opaque, black face paint. He's holding onto the side of the frame with one hand, on his hip is a grappling hook. A familiar grappling hook.

Gordon has multiple questions, and his officers tense up.

Martinez puffs up, brows furrowing as his face shapes into a frown. Shoulders rolling back. "You can't be here, kid--"

The reaction is immediate, like a spark to gunpowder, the boy yanks his fingers from his mouth and his mouth twists into a scowl. Head snapping over to Officer Martinez, his hood manages to stay on but Gordon swears that as he bares his teeth, the glint makes them look sharper than they should be. His voice is rasp and quiet and harsh; snappish in its hissing; "Put a fuckin sock in it, Martinez. I'm not stayin."

Martinez reels back, and the boy immediately veers his attention off him. Like a switch, his demeanor drops. Despite half his face being covered, his mouth twists into a cringing, apologetic smile. Slanted and off-beat, embarrassed. It'd be disarming if this wasn't Gotham, and if he didn't just hiss at Martinez like he was about to bite his head off.

"Sorry." He whispers, voice deceptively polite and softer now. Gordon has to strain his ears to hear him. "I was looking for him."

He points his finger towards-- Gordon? No, Gordon follows the direction, and finds himself looking at -- the Bat.

The Bat, who always looks stiff as a pole, now looks even stiffer. Somehow. Well, the explains the grappling hook attached to the boy's waist.

"What are you doing here?" The Bat says, gruff and unable to completely smother the stumble of surprise in his tone.

The boy still holds a sheepish smile, and slips off the window ledge. His feet hit the creaky boards with a near-silent thud, the Batman finds his feet and rapidly begins crossing the room.

Gordon notes the slight tremble in the boy's legs as he straightens. He adjusts his scarf, which droops close to his knees now that he's standing, and slings a backpack -- how long has had that? -- off his shoulders. When the Bat reaches his side, he does as he always does, and looms over the boy like a spectre. A threatening mass of shadows cloaked in all-consuming black. Standing next to him, the boy looks teeny in comparison.

The Bat is a man who terrifies even the most hardened criminals, Gordon has seen grown men shiver in fear at the mention of his name. And yet when the boy looks up at him, he doesn't even flinch.

Instead, his sheepish smile melts away like ice under the sun, holding only traces of his previous embarrassment. It remains as a shadow on his face, a small upturn at the corners of his mouth. The boy pushes his hood back just enough to reveal glinting, ice-flint eyes surrounded in tar-black face paint. He holds the backpack up with one arm. "You forgot this."

[talesfromthecrypts]

You tellin' me you're a witch? You ain't no witch! Witches are girls! Some are men.

Warlock (1989) dir. Steve Miner

[acourtofthought]

Elain

“I belong to no one."

Azriel

"The Cauldron chose three sisters. Tell me how it's possible my two brothers are with two of those sisters, yet the third was GIVEN to another".

[syn0vial]

i have absolutely zero interest in the "ascendant!astarion/obedient, submissive spawn!tav" content that everyone seems so crazy about, but you know what ascendant!astarion ship does intrigue me? ascendant!astarion/absolute!tav. astarion is tav's sire. tav is astarion's god. what the fuck would that even look like?

[mcytegg]

lifesteal double life au ^-^ !! basically what it says on the tin:

i put all of the lsers into a randomizer wheel and paired them off. in my mind its kind of just a one off event that takes place during s6, its like its own little arc that goes for at least two weeks, possibly a bit longer tho!!! and i have removed certain players simply bc i cannot realistically imagine them logging in even for day 1 of the event LMFAO.

ls mechanics are the same— you kill you (and ur soulmate) gain a heart, you die and you (and ur soulmate) lose a heart. ADDITIONALLY, i heavily fw the idea that if ur soulmate is banned, you Also get banned ^-^ even if ur on 20, your hearts simply drop on the ground after u die if ur banned bc it makes things ✨️interesting✨️ tho thats all i have so if anyone has any other ideas or disagrees w me then pls feel free to tell me all abt it bc im just saying shit LOL

anyways! soulmates will be under the cut :D

[the people who have been excluded are leo, mrcube, redd, spep, terry, and vortex @_@ im sorry to fans of them i just can nawt imagine them participating for even a day]

and. dear fucking LORD do we have some crazy match ups oh my god?? 😭😭 the balancing is fucking insane bc to me hearts are NOT given or taken away for any sort of balancing purposes, they have what they had before the event started yk? so soulmates taking care of each other and communicating is even MORE important than anything

and like theoretically people are still in the teams they had before the event, theres technically no rules saying u Need to dedicate urself to your soulmate but considering the type of server ls is, keeping ur soulmate close to u is very likely life or death. like esp for a pair like say...planet and minute bc anyone who has a bone to pick w minute could so easily farm a planetlord over it nd ban them both from the server so being able to protect ur soulmate is just as important as staying safe yourself yk?

its crazy bc u have teams that are definitely just fucking cooked like planet & minute (current 7 heart chungus) or like pangi & jepexx, but u also have teams that are hella fucking cracked in Theory like mapicc & subz bc theyre both cracked at pvp but i actually just dont know how well theyd work as a pair or if theyd EVEN work together or if theyd just do their own thing and expect the other to not die LMFAO.

like, its just so interesting to think abt soulmate dynamics and how this event would affect each preexisting teams. how loyal people would feel towards their soulmates & whether this would change things after the event in regards to Team loyalty and who would grow attached to their soulmates after the fact......or who would hate their soulmates, and who would become enemies bc of this event LOL

[lynzishell]

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Transcript below the cut:

Ash Texting:

Asher: I’m here. Asher: This place is dead. Where are you?

Asher: [laughing] Jesus Christ, Lex. Lex: I missed you. Asher: Me too.

Asher: So, what are we looking for? Lex: Not sure yet. I’ll know it when I see it. Asher: Of course.

Asher: How about a very tall martini? Lex: You laugh, but that would actually look so cute in my apartment. Asher: If you say so.

Lex: I’m pissed at you, by the way. Asher: [scoffs] Get in line. What have I done now? Lex: You told me when you left Rainy Day that we’d still hang out all the time, but I haven’t seen you in five months. FIVE!

Asher: I know, I’m sorry. I’ve been so busy. But we’re getting close. I’ll have more time again soon. Lex: I hope so. When are you moving back to the city? Asher: …

Lex: Ash? When are you moving back to the city? Asher: [nervous] We’re not. Lex: You’re staying in the Bay? I should’ve known.

Asher: No, we’re not staying there. We’ve been looking at San Sequoia. Lex: You can’t be serious. Asher: I know, I was unsure at first, but the more I look at it… I don’t know, I just see it. Lex: See what? Asher: Me and Atlas, settling down and raising our kids and building a life there.

Asher: Where are you going?

Lex: [sniffles] Asher: Lex?

Asher: Hey. Talk to me. Lex: This is it, isn’t it? The end of our friendship. Asher: No, of course not. Why would you say that? Lex: ... Asher: Come on, let’s go sit down.

Lex: Let’s not pretend things aren’t changing. I mean, you live an hour and a half away and we haven’t seen each other since March. And your kids aren’t even born yet! If you think you don’t have time now, just wait.

Asher: That doesn’t mean our friendship is over. We just have to be more intentional about calling each other and staying in touch. And I’ll let you know any time I’m in town. And you can come visit us whenever you want. No matter how much time goes by, we’ll always be friends.

Lex: I suppose. Still, it feels like the end of an era. You’ve been by my side forever. Hell, you were there when I got my braces off. Asher: It’s true. You were there when I adopted Jasper. Lex: We got drunk for the first time together. Asher: [laughs] And high.

Lex: You took me in when my parents kicked me out. Asher: You held my hand while I came out to mine. Lex: You put up with me when I fell in love for the first time. Asher: You put up with me when I got my heart broken for the first time.

Lex: Can I tell you a secret about that? Asher: What? Lex: I was the one who threw a brick through the window at Elias’ studio. Asher: Can I tell you a secret? Lex: What?

Asher: I already knew that. I’m the one that paid to get it fixed. Lex: Why would you do that? Asher: Because, you dimwit, he had cameras. You’re just lucky he called me instead of the cops. Lex: Well shit. Why didn’t you tell me? Asher: [shrugs] Because I kinda loved you for it.

Lex: I’m gonna miss out on so many firsts when you move away. Asher: Like what? Lex: Like the first time your kid pisses on you. Asher: [laughs] I’ll be sure to call you and give you a complete play-by-play. Lex: You better.

Lex: I’m gonna miss you. Asher: Me too. But I’m not gone yet, so how about we go get you that giant martini. Lex: Think we can carry it to my building and up the stairs without breaking it? Asher: Hell yeah. We got this.

[mamawasatesttube]

when people act like the only problems kon ever has are a) tim dating bernard and b) lex luthor

[burr-ell]

I'm gonna be real, as a Southern white woman: the way some folks in the CR fandom have been talking about Southern white women and the South in general in relation to Imogen (and by extension Liliana) is weird, infantilizing, and distinctly indifferent to the actual voices and lived experiences of nonwhite people. It claims to be critical, but it has more interest in sympathy and pity and making excuses than anyone ever having to face realistic, justified consequences. Your pain is valid, but your white middle class experience—whether you're queer, a woman, neurodivergent, or some combination thereof—is not the central lens through which your favorite stories must be viewed lest the rest of us be misogynist lesbophobes. The fact that the litmus test for who is and isn't a true feminist activist is whether or not you endlessly coo and simper over the feelings of a skinny femme white woman (and have all the "correct" headcanons about her) does not give me confidence that any of you are interested in a perspective remotely different from your own—or indeed, actually doing any of the hard work necessary to help make things materially better for the South in real life.

[nonelaag]

what if arthur morgan was called freak morgan and instead of getting tuberculosis he got freakculosis and freaked all day

[screechingfromthevoid]

that was an exercise in "who's going to tell Orym and Dorian to fuck" chicken

[hakunonon]

just saw someone accuse fate of not having any buff men which like. i accept that there’s a lot of valid criticisms or even just elements that make the franchise personally unappealing for a lot of people, but that is just a straight-up “tell me you know nothing about the series without saying you know nothing about the series” take. this person has seen one genshin fan too many calling their anaemic pretty boys ‘bara’, then maybe they saw one picture of karna or twinkgamesh and assumed that fate was exactly the same.

this person has never seen a berserker in their life.

super orion has more muscle mass than every playable genshin character combined.