#babble speaks

[babblable]

So, I'm not deaf(?), but I just bought some hearing amplifiers because I'm poor and tired and figured I needed *something* to tide me over until I talk to my doctor on the 5 of August. Why did I do this? Well, over the years of my life I have suffered a lot of trauma, from my mother screaming at me for "ignoring" her and asking "what?" too much- to teachers doing the same thing for the same reason, all the way up til now, as an adult in a safe environment with unfortunately declining health in various ways due to childhood neglect, still asking those questions but getting affirmed with a repeated answer or a gentle "did you hear me?" Followed by a repeated answer if I responded to that with "no"! But!!! Because I've been able to hear 75% of things- level and quality of hearing those things having constantly been claimed unimportant by the adults throughout my childhood- I've just come to believe that my hearing is Fine and I'm just "being difficult".

Apparently, that was wrong and I only found this out because I work at a call center now and before a couple days ago, we shared desks.

And my deskmate? A small little elderly lady with no problems with her hearing.

I noticed one day that she always had the volume turned to half on the phone. Meanwhile, me, believing that my hearing Totally and Completely Fine, had to turn the phone volume to MAX and I STILL struggled to hear the customers who'd call in.

After a week of this, I decided "fuck it" and bought a pair of hearing amps on a whim.

Y'all when I say I was blown away by the fact that the world is so much more noisy, I wasn't joking.

I thought that there was Silence outside when I'd pick up delivery orders, outside of the occasional car passing by of course.

But no. No no. My best friend, @chuubifrog, had to tell me that Silence Does Not Exist when I asked him about it and that the humming I was hearing now when going outside is a mixture of the wind, the cars from the highway which is more than 500ft from our house, the entire neighborhoods A/C units, a wind chime from a neighbor down the street and a cricket somewhere nearby.

"W. what the fuck do you MEAN there is no Silence???"

"I'm honestly surprised you've experienced Silence at all. This is what the world sounds like."

"no fucking wonder everyone's always so angry."

I ALSO LEARNED that SODA fizz makes a noise! That I was always thought of as being aggressive or giving an attitude because it sounded like I was slamming things when really, I THOUGHT I was being GENTLE based off the noise of what I was "slamming".

I learned that the dog we have isn't just annoying to hear scrambling throughout the house bc of his nails, but downright painful to hear. I learned that the vents at work are so loud I can't hear myself think very well and I'm m surprised that we all manage to speak over it.

I learned that the reason my mother and other people I live with tell me to turn things down so often is because I couldn't hear it unless it was loud, and that it was REALLY disruptive to everyone else!

I learned that my phone is fine, actually! It's NOT busted because I had to talk to people on speaker and have it close to ears to hear it on max volume! I just couldn't hear in general.

And so, I realize now that so many issues I had growing up would have been so easily solved if the adults around me had bothered to listen when I said "I can sort of hear it...(But not very well)" or "I can't hear it.." instead of playing the noise again and making me "focus" on it really hard, often times resulting in their increased anger when the answer remained the same, I chose to lie to please them or they gave up, claimed I was being difficult and marked me as having perfect hearing.

I walk a line, apparently. And that line is "not enough to be marked as disabled, but too disabled have good quality of life without aid". It isn't the phrasing I wanted, but it's what my brain could put together.

And I am now conflicted between the euphoria of being able to hear all the things that I couldn't hear before, being overloaded sensory-wise and sadness as I sit here wondering why it took 26 years of abuse, neglect, a safer environment, an elderly coworker sharing my desk and a really cheap set of knock off hearing aids for me to realize that I'm hard of hearing.

I'm choosing to see the bright side, but I'm also going to ask my doctor about it on the 5th.

For anyone else who may think they might be HOH because of similar reasons, try out a cheap set of hearing amplifiers from Walmart or something. If you can hear the wind or the soda fizz with them on after years of Silence, then you should ask your doctor about the subject.

[ketchup-the-kid]

you know he would say that to splinter

[bonefall]

Sibling headpaw's warrior name -> headfriend

Names that are silly that I'm fond of;

Headpaw/Headtail (headass fetus twin infodumping flightrising lore while im tryna pass our warrior assessment)

Babblepaw/Babbleface (bc she wont shut up)

Moon2paw/Moon2moon

The PS5

Names that are legit that I'm fond of;

Nearpaw (closer side of the moon)

Eclipsepaw (MANIFESTING)

Starpaw (canonize the prefix erins. do it.)

[leejeann]

Filling the Cinderella Boy fast-passer void by scrolling through the tags on mondays after the free eps release to see those readers freaking out about it, 10/10 fun times

[batsydoodle]

Begging people to learn how to spell the word rogue. Begging on my hands and knees. Please... I'm tired of getting taken out of the reading flow by a stray rouge

[y-rhywbeth2]

I know some people prefer Astarion's post-Araj confession as feeling more natural but I think in fairness that if I was an acerbic asshole who had learnt to see the world as an inherently evil place populated only by idiots and predators and somebody who had been one of the first people in 200 years to show me kindness for the last tenday was willing to selflessly stick their neck out for me and fight a legion of merregons, a displacer beast, and an orthon for no other reason than to help me that would strike me as a good time to realise I have feelings.

[simple-persica]

A little preview of something that was supposed to be art practice and ended up becoming a whole thing and a half.

[anghraine]

Fun fact: Imrahil of Dol Amroth is only ever described in LOTR as Denethor and Faramir's "kinsman", with no distinction ever made between how he's related to Denethor vs to Faramir. It's only later, when Faramir briefly thinks of his long-dead mother, that she is called "Finduilas of Amroth" and we can deduce that the family connection was likely between Denethor's wife and Imrahil, making him an in-law of Denethor but blood relative of Faramir. We're still not told exactly how Imrahil and Finduilas were related, though.

I always had the impression of a certain degree of tension between Imrahil and Denethor, and also of Imrahil being particularly concerned for Faramir, but his exact relationships with them are quite vague in the narrative. A lot of the names, dates, and family connections among the members of the house of Dol Amroth that we now accept as a matter of course are mainly from a separate document published in Peoples of Middle-earth that explains the most probable origin story for the house of Dol Amroth and has an attached family tree. IIRC the entire existence of Faramir and Éowyn's son Elboron is based on his inclusion in the Dol Amroth family tree in POME and he's never referenced in LOTR (and possibly not in anything else, actually?).

Tolkien definitely did imagine Imrahil and Finduilas as siblings regardless (e.g. I think he mentions it when observing that Denethor's natural beardlessness as an Elrosian Dúnadan would be reinforced in Boromir and Faramir by their additional Elvish heritage through Imrahil's sister), but he didn't actually say it in LOTR.

I do think it's important, though, because it's with this later information that Imrahil taking charge of Faramir's fallen body is conclusively revealed to not be simply a prince rescuing a vague "kinsman" of political/military importance, but specifically a man carrying his dead sister's last surviving child from a battlefield.

(No wonder he and Éomer bonded so much, honestly!)

[mascflowers]

Some of you only think of transmasculines as skinny and/or white and GOD it fucking shows.

[almea]

😭😭😭😭 I think the way Yang's cheesy smile drops into this look of complete wonder after Blake says she thinks she's an extraordinary person is ILLEGAL.

[hpostnmain]

huurrhggg i just figured out i can cream while standing up 😁

oh my goood i pulled my pants down and rubbed my clit and hshshh it sounded soo sloppy, now i know people aren't exaggerating when they talk about creamy pussies 😵‍💫😵‍💫

as i got closer and closer i swiped my fingers side to side on my boy clit really fast and WOOAAAGGHHH i felt like a bitch in heat

my knees kept buckling and my hips kept bucking up into my hand, next time i’m gonna imagine someone doing to it me 😵‍💫😵‍💫🤤

[bonefall]

it is healing to come onto this blog and see basic respect for diasbility after being in other corners of the fandom and reading the words “snowkit could never be a warrior because he wouldnt know what anything is. he wouldnt even know what a clan is because nobody could explain it to him” said in full seriousness

Im..... That statement is so ableist I cannot even imagine the worldview you'd need to have in order to come up with that.

They really think the only way anyone learns anything is through verbal-speaking-words-noises? No one has ever observed something before? Not even once?

This is beyond touching grass, this person just fell out of the fucking Jurassic Period when all they had was ferns and stegosaurs.

I just...

OH YES. I remember my first day of Society Lessons as a hearing person, where the everything was explained to me. Via Audiobook. FIRST they spoke and said, "you are standing on the ground." It was a life changing revelation, and the world began to spin.

But it did not stop.

THEN they said, "there are fingers on your hands." The sensation of flesh and bone crackling into existence is indescribable, but I did not yet know pain, until they told me, "that hurts." I began screaming immediately.

And yet... it continued.

They explained so much. Chairs. Tables. Walls. The sky. Frogs. Ionizing radiation. Breathing. I was told all of it, in one sitting, and only then did I understand. Only when my ears were bursting with normal hearing knowledges, did they begin... my final test.

A strange wall-chair-finger emerged from the sky-of-the-wall, stood on the ground several times, until it was in front of me. A second one came behind it, this one slimmer. The audiobook gave these things names;

Human. Father. Mother. Door. Walking. It was completely impossible to know what these things were until that very moment.

I watch a human dip a hook into water and produce a fish, and I recall my Society Lessons where they called that "fishing." I am decked in the face by a nefarious hooligan, and I have only the audiobook to thank when I know I have been "punched" by a "bad guy." It was only the magic of verbal-speaking-words-noise that made me understand that there are "other people" and that they "do stuff."

Sometimes, even, in "groups."

Before the Society Lessons Audiobook, I knew nothing. I was pure, innocent, uncorrupted by concepts such as "parents" and "door." I am grateful every day that there is no such concept as "being shown things" or "simple logical reasoning" or "looking."

Blessed be those amongst us who escape the horrors of the Society Lessons Audiobook. I pray that you never learn what anything is. Be free! Free as a bird, which also knows nothing and famously cannot learn. 🤗

DEAF/HOH FOLLOWERS I'm losing my mind do you want me to bump a 'Hearing Disabilities Herb Guide' to the top of my priorities? Something you can use to bludgeon whackadoodles like that. This is ridiculous

Obviously not a MEDICINE guide but like; common causes of hearing disability in clan cats. Accommodations for hearing loss vs congenital deafness. Actual difficulties of not having that sense Clan-by-Clan. Debunking of misconceptions like... not being able to learn APPARENTLY.

[mashmouths]

post limit was created to silence women

[hypnautic-cereal]

Welcome Home agere babbling :3

💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶

I like to imagine Poppy sometimes regressing while having Eddie over

She enjoys just laying her head on his lap and Eddie petting her. Poppy feels a bit nervous in doing so, but Eddie doesn’t mind it at all. His hand glides along the smoothness and softness of her feathers, giving a few head scratches every now and then. Eddie hums a little tune to help Poppy rest, and she falls asleep, feeling like a little chick again

💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶💌🪶

[babydollmarauders]

hear me out— we all know jack is a clean/tidy person, luke has said it before (i think a few different times) and cory schneider said that jack’s room at his house was always clean with the bed made and everything had its place, and jack is always ragging on luke and quinn for being messy…

jack with an untidy girlfriend. she’s not necessarily messy, but she’ll get home from work or wherever and throw her jacket/sweatshirt on a dining room chair and then kinda just forget about it. she’ll rinse out her dishes but just set them in the sink instead of immediately putting them in the dishwasher. she leaves her clean laundry in the basket for a couple days too long (in jack’s eyes) rather than folding and hanging it all up the same day. she’ll kick her shoes off by the door instead of putting them in the coat closet/on the shoe rack. she’ll leave little things around the apartment; like she’ll put her keys on the counter instead of hanging them on the key hook, or leave her book on the coffee table instead of putting it back on the bookshelf, or leave the throw blanket haphazardly on the couch instead of folding it and laying it on the back of the couch.

all these things drive jack crazy, they’ve even had small arguments about them in the past. but, they also bring him so much comfort. coming home from practice and seeing her shoes by the door brings him peace. seeing her keys on the counter when he gets home midday from a roadie brings him comfort to know that she’s home and waiting for him. seeing her rinsed out dishes in the sink brings him joy to know that she was eating without him having to make sure she did (because if there’s anything jack has learned, it’s that girls will regularly just forget to eat sometimes, and it can worry him). seeing the blanket thrown on the couch reminds him of just the night before, when they were cuddled up under the blanket watching a movie, before he had departed to go to bed and reminded her to fold the blanket before she came into the bedroom… which she obviously forgot to do. seeing her jacket/sweatshirt on the back of the dining room chair makes him smile because he knows that the next day, when she’s rushing out the door to get to work, she’ll forget she set it there, and then she’ll be calling out and asking jack if he knows where it is, so he’ll bring it to her, joking that she would lose her head if it wasn’t attached to her, and she’ll reward him with a sarcastic laugh and a kiss goodbye. seeing her book on the coffee table, the makeshift bookmark of a photo booth strip of them together poking out from between the pages, calms him, because he knows that she only reads her book when the two of them can cuddle on the couch, his head in her lap, one hand holding her book in front of her as the other runs through his hair, stopping every once in a while to flip the page. he loves every part of her, untidiness and all, and he’s so grateful to have found a love like her to share his life with.

[y-rhywbeth2]

If NPCs must initiate dialogue with the companions instead of the character I'm actually playing I really wish the companions would talk for themselves. Like the Myconids decide to talk to Gale, Gale gets his own autonomous, voice acted back and forth with them that I have no input in rather than forcing me to pick the dialogue options while he stands there going :| . Seeing the companions shift from their own characters to the unvoiced pc when it's not their playthrough just throws me off. It'd also make it more interesting to sit through, rather than obnoxious. How dare you steal my spotlight when I'm the protagonist. Me. Meeee!

I have no idea why, I'd just prefer it this way. ...Actually I'd prefer NPCs not initiate dialogue with anybody but the current protagonist, but whatever.