#but tell me why when I was literally in 4th grade I had a friend that said ‘we can’t watch that movie because it’s not an actual movie’

[valewritessss]

Animated movies are movies I stand by that

[pumpkinhimiko]

"Mistranslations" that are not mistranslations

Now with an additional part 2.

NISA has made plenty of mistakes while translating the Danganronpa series (and I've complained about them before), and so they have a reputation of being untrustworthy. But because of this reputation, I feel like fans are too quick to trust whatever anyone that isn't NISA states as absolute fact. So, I want to examine some instances of fan translators claiming NISA has mistranslated something, when, no, actually, they didn't.

Kokichi's last words

人にやらされるゲームなんて…楽しい訳あるかよ… A game you're forced to play... how could that be fun...

This is probably the most widespread myth in terms of "mistranslations that aren't", with the original post that makes this claim having over 2k notes: that Kokichi in the original Japanese actually says, "How could a game where you're forced to kill people be fun...?" Unfortunately, it's just not true. Fortunately for me, there's a reddit post here that breaks the line down in detail, so I don't have to do any work.

Anyway, I really wanted to make this post because of this thread, which makes several false claims.

 Kokichi says he's afraid of friends in general

オレは、そういう『仲間』が他人よりも怖いけどねー。I'm more afraid of those kinds of [friends] than strangers.

So... souiu, meaning that type of/that kind of is right there, directly before nakama (which can mean friend, especially if it's in a shounen anime, but can also just mean companion/member of a group). I don't understand how you can miss this. Not only is it right there, this claim on its face doesn't make sense. Why, in this context, would Kokichi suddenly blurt out that he's afraid of having friends? It has nothing to do with the conversation they're having.

Shuichi's words to Kokichi after the 4th trial

王馬くん、もういいだろ ? Ouma-kun, isn't this enough? その話を聞かせてくれよ。Tell us about that.

Okay, you've probably heard the phrase mou ii a lot if you watch anime, and it's almost always accompanied by a frustrated huff. Because it is, in fact, something you say when impatient, fed up, what have you. It literally means "good already", carrying pretty much the identical meaning of the English phrase, "that's enough" or "I've had enough". Shuichi does not say it's okay as in it's daijoubu, which is the word you use when trying to comfort someone. He is very much frustrated here and telling Kokichi to fess up.

Citation needed

I couldn't find a line like this in Kokichi's FTEs, but maaaaaaaybe I missed it? Shuichi's narration comments quite a few times on Kokichi acting childishly throughout the game, but I couldn't find anything like this in specific.

EDIT: Correction, I did find it, and it's covered in part two. Suffice to say, the OP got this line completely wrong.

That Kaito thing

Yeah this is patently false. It's also already been touched on in this thread with comments backing it up, so there’s another thing I don't have to get into. I'll put the text here though.

オレはテメーみて一に胸クソ悪い真似までして、If I have to mimic your sickening behavior, 生き残りて一とは思わねーんだよ。I don't think I want to survive.

Shuichi's words to Kokichi after the 4th trial part deaux

I've seen varying claims on how these lines were translated, from them being slightly tweaked, to the claim they were completely butchered to make Saihara too aggressive. I'm just going to leave it here and let you come to your own conclusions.

ダサいのはキミの方だよ…王馬くん。The lame one is you... Ouma-kun.

百田くんの周りにはいつも人が集まってくる… Momota-kun always has people around him... でも、キミの周りには誰もいないじゃないか。But, there's no one around you.

キミは…その程度のヤツって事だよ。That's... what kind of person you are.

This is snappy in its own way, though, if you consider that 程度 is closer to meaning grade/level/degree rather than simply "type of". "That's the level of person you are," basically.

And if you doubt me on any of this, I encourage you to do your own research, get second opinions if you can. I know not everyone knows Japanese, in which case you can't really help but rely on someone else and hope their translation is accurate. That said, at the bare minimum, I think people should provide screenshots and the original Japanese text if they're going to claim something is a mistranslation. Like, I don't think you should be able to say "actually in Japanese Kokichi says he volunteers at animal shelters in his free time but NISA cut it!" and have half the fandom believe you with no proof.

[inmydr3amz]

Could you write a bailey's sister! Make out with benj nielsen?

✮ RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU ✮ ​​

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✦ synopsis: in which benj realizes the right girl has been right in front of him all along

⟡ content warnings: none just fluff!

✦ word count: 1223

✮⋆ a/n: sorry this took me so long ive been busy w school 😭😭 also idk if this is what u had in mind. If not, feel free to drop another request w more details!! ⋆✮

p.2

You hate your sister for a lot of things: the fact that she doesn't let you wear her make-up, or her clothes, the fact that she's embarrassed to be seen with you, the fact that she still calls you her "baby sister" even though you're 15 now and only a year younger than her anyway, the fact that Benj has been in love with her for years even though she has this weird push and pull thing with him where she treats him like shit but then acts like she likes him when she doesn't actually give two shots about her him and just like the attention all the while you've always been right there.

One thing you don't hate about her, though, is the fact that she drops you off at the Nielsens' when she picks Alyssa up to hang out because it comes with a perk—you get to spend the day with Benj.

You've been best friends your entire lives because while your sisters were casting you off to the side, you were hanging out with each other.

And still, the idiot has heart eyes for the one sister who doesn't look his way, when all you've ever done is see him.

Your sister is a stupid jerk, you're sure of it, a damn toxic bitch, too—pulling the sweetest boy you've ever known along for the flattery then tossing him away when she's bored, or finds someone else, or simply when they're at school because she's embarrassed to be seen around Freshmen when she's literally just a Sophmore.

Sisterly love and all that—but that doesn't mean you have to like her.

It's getting to you now, like it always does, and it's bubbling up, up, up, 'till it just comes out—

Saturday afternoon. Rainy. Cold. You're laying on Benj's bed, staring at the ceiling, legs draped over the edge. You're wearing one of his sweaters. You listen to the sound of the rain tapping against the window, the glass cold to the touch.

He's sitting next to you, so close you can feel his body heat, and the mattress dips under your head whenever he bounces his thigh. He has his lower lip between his teeth, muttering little swears. Hands grip the controller, eyes trained on the shooter game displayed on the T.V. in front of him.

He groans and mutters a soft "Fuck." as he loses, tipping back a little.

You just can't take it. You really, really can't—

"Hey, Benj?"

He pulls one side of his head seat away from his ear. "Hmm?" he hums, looking down at you.

"Why do you like my sister?"

His face flushes—not because you're not supposed to know. He knows you know; he told you himself. You still remember the day: 4th grade, when he'd started chasing frogs. His face was red from running around when he met you under the slide at recess. Bailey and Alyssa were on the seesaw. He'd leaned over and said, "I like someone." You got excited because you thought it might be you. And then he said it was your sister. Your relationship with her has been strained ever since.

No, he just didn't expect it. You can tell because he's choking on air when normally he loves talking about Bailey.

He coughs one more time to clear his throat. "What?" he asks, strained.

You sit up to be eye-level with him and play with the sleeves of his hoodie you're wearing. It even smells like him—shampoo and lotion and vanilla.

"Bailey. Why do you like her? She's a bitch."

"Oh, come on," he says, and there's an amused glint in his eyes. He knows you and your sister don't get along. He and Alyssa don't get along very well, either. "I know o don't have the best relationship with my own sister, either, but don't you think you're being a little mean?"

"Benj, seriously." You're sounding upset now.

He was going to start a new game—but he stops short hearing your curt tone. He puts his controller down and hooks his headset around his neck. "Y/N, what's going on?"

You take a shaky intake of breath, feeling tears start to prick at your eyes—and your jaw start to set the more you think about your sister. "How do you like Bailey? She doesn't even like you. Hell, she's embarrassed by you!" you exclaim, throwing your hands around.

His face furrows with confusion, then intense with a flicker of pain. He slumos back. "You're being mean," he says softly, defeated. You hate seeing him defeated. He's too nice to look defeated.

You chew on the inside of your cheek hard to fight off how queasy you feel. "I'm not trying to be mean, Benj. I just don't think you should waste your time on her." When I'm right here.

When I actually appreciate you.

When I actually love you.

Even with that sad, puppy dog face, he still has a little awestruck glow in his eyes. "Because she just . . ." He sighs dreamily. "She's great, you know? She's pretty, and funny, and—"

You've taken this for years now. You can't. Not today.

You kiss him.

It's mindless, really. Your body leans forward of it's own accord, driven by the way you yearn for him.

His eyes widen and he just freezes, holding his hands up like he's scared to move. When it ends, and you look at him like you're a little shocked by your own actions, it hits him: he's fucking in love with you.

Sure, there's always been that Baily infatuation—but that was always the chase of the unattainable thing. It's easier to want someone you know you'll never have a chance with because then when you're rejected you don't have to confront the forever-hungry fear that maybe you're unlovable. It was never real.

But you? Oh, you . . .

You've always been real.

"Benj—" you go to say when he grabs you by the elbow and pull you into a bruising kiss. There's no hesitation this time, no freezing up. You flow right into it, melt under him as he shuffles, hand on the small of your back as he guides you to lay down. Your lips move against his like they have a mind of their own. The kiss is messy and unexperienced and it doesn't matter because it's good and it's Benj.

God, nothing has ever felt so natural.

You fist his shirt and pull his body against yours. He's half against you, holding himself up with his forearm next to your head, that hand absentmindedly playing with your hair, the other hand grabbing your waist and shifting you in time with his shifts under him and all you can think is hands, hands, hands.

Benj's hands.

Hot hands.

Hand placement.

That hand slipping under your (his) sweater to hold your bare skin.

He lets out a little desperate sound before pulling away, panting and eyes glazed over. You're panting too, loosening your grip on his shirt to press your hands flat on his chest.

Benj blinks, wets his lips. "I really have been wasting my time with Bailey," he quips breathlessly.

[irislunace]

I Love Us

Honestly, I'm so, so very glad AvA is the first fandom I've actually been an active participant in.

LONG RANT INCOMING

Throughout the years, I have "been in fandoms", but I never felt like posting my own art or works, commenting on vids (i didn't have a youtube account back then, still don't), or being anything other than a silent observer.

Back in March, when I came home from that math competition, and found AvMath in my recommendeds, and just clicked on it, I did not expect to get dragged into a fandom about stick figures, of all things. I remember watching AvPhysics directly after, then finding "Wanted", and watching it with no context. I remember going to the wiki, seeing all of the content that was made, and and binging AvM and the actual shorts and literally everything else.

And most of all, I remember thinking, "I wish I could just erase all of this from my mind and experience the magic all over again."

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In May, I took a chance and went to Ao3. I knew it was a site to post fanfiction, but it had never been something I was interested in. But I was just curious, to see if fanfiction about this amazing fandom really existed. I didn't have an account, no; I think I just wanted to see.

There were about 1600-1700 fics on there about AvA, during that time. I didn't know how hits worked or kudos worked, but I just remember scrolling down until I could find something that looked like a lot of people had liked it.

And even then, I clearly remember the first fic I touched. "Identity", by LeenaFreeBird (I'll link it at the bottom). I absolutely loved it. I spent the rest of the month simply reading, and consuming all of the cool hcs, learning what fan terms meant, having an idea for my own fic that I thought, back then, I could never write.

Because I didn't.

I never made an account or wrote. I never left comments because part of me though people without an account wouldn't be able to, and that was just habit, at this point.

And even though I stepped slightly away from there in the months of June and July (we were in the process of moving halfway across the country, I had just watched the new Demon Slayer season, and upon recommendation had binged all of Haikyuu in a week), I always made sure to keep updated on whatever new AvA/M videos had been posted.

In August, I went back on Ao3.

SO MANY AMAZING FICS HAD BEEN WRITTEN IN THE SPAN I WAS AWAY.

I remember binging all of them for the month. I sat alone at lunch (as I was new I didn't have any friends), just reading them on my phone and getting sucked back into there.

In September AvI began. On a whim I logged back into my tumblr account that I had made like 5 years ago in 4th grade to post random rambling stuff about my life (I tagged nothing but my username wth), and redid my entire blog. I was sooo happy when one of my posts reached 100 notes.

I felt way stronger, and way braver. I joined the invite queue for Ao3, because I decided I DID want an account, and I DID want to post my own fics.

And everyone was (and is) SO NICE about it. They love my fics and posts (which I still consider really crappy, btw) to pieces, and always give me good comments. Even my bad fanart (another thing I got the courage to post during this time). Shipping wars never happen here (if they did, I wouldn't know about it). Rarepairs are appreciated, and we unanimously know the ships that should be completely illegal (not naming ship names here).

Everything and everyone is loved, and this is like the one little corner of the Internet where mostly all is safe and your opinion is valued. Sure, your fan theory may be wrong, but people here don't go and tell you "that's so stupid lol, no way that's true". They'll give you actual feedback, explain the evidence that falsifies it, or add to it because they like it.

Even on YouTube, if someone posts a yellue ship video, for example, they'll get hate, or "the color quad are just siblings lol", or "they r stickmen why are u shipping them". If someone HCs Blue as a girl (ik that's been debunked where we are at rn), they'll get a comment saying "it's stickman for a reason".

Like, let people have their opinions. Alan has never confirmed the color quad as siblings, or their origin story. I know he has said that he would like to avoid romance by not making female characters, but it's not like the people who ship yellue or grapeduo barge up to his door and demand he makes it canon. They're just peaceful, and everything that you're saying is fanon. For all we know, four different animators could have collabed on the sticksfight website and each animated a different character (not saying that's true, but we don't know).

And even with hollowhead pairs. Alan created them, yes, but how does Creator transfer to father in this scenario? We don't know, because he hasn't confirmed the hollowheads as siblings either. They still get hate on YouTube.

But Tumblr just loves everyone. The AvA community, for example, will always make you feel like you posted something good. They lift you up, not put you down. They appreciate your headcanons because it provides a new way of looking at things.

They appreciate you.

I feel so much better about putting myself out there, and I know I will do so more in the future. I now cannot comprehend how someone can see all of this content and think "they are just stick figures". No they aren't. They are stick figures with trauma, feelings, pain, heroic qualities, fatal flaws.

You, tumblr, makes me feel this way.

Thank you so much.

(I did not expect to rant about my entire journey when I was supposed to be talking about how amazing the AvA tumblr fandom is, but now that I have I'll just keep it. Here's the fic I was talking about)

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

How do I talk to a fourth grader about sex Ed? Are there books or an online resource for parents you recommend?

hi there, thank you for asking!

the book that I use to teach OWL classes is Robie Harris' It's Perfectly Normal; I strongly recommend getting ahold of the revised & updated edition from 2021, which is more inclusive and queer-friendly, but even the older edition is a pretty good starting place.

it can be a great way to start the conversation if the fourth grader in question hasn't approached you with their own questions about sex and bodies, which can be daunting for a lot of kids, especially if that hasn't historically been the vibe when you interact! they may not know a lot at that point, but most kids have definitely absorbed that sex is something that they're not supposed to talk about.

if they're feeling up to having a chat beyond the basics (anatomy, reproduction 101, changes that come with puberty, squiggly crush feelings, consent and no means no, etc), that's awesome! I find most kids in the 4th-6th grade range already have a lot more information about sex than most people expect; they just have it jumbled up and out of order and lack the tools to make sense of it. ie, I've had students who know about periods but are under the impression that they come out of the butt, understand that a baby grows inside of a person but have no clue how it gets out, and make jokes about someone getting ejaculated on because they know it's Inappropriate and therefore funny but don't actually have any idea what ejaculation actually is or why it happens.

so, you know. much to work on there!

honestly I think the #1 most important thing for any adult trying to be a good ally and educator to young people is to kill the urge to cringe literally ever at all about anything, because the second you make a kid feel weird for asking a question is the second they start hesitating to confide in you with their questions. I've had to poker face kids asking me why someone would ever put someone else's penis in their mouth, what a harem is, and kids very earnestly describing their first wet dreams without having any idea that they were describing wet dreams. there cannot be any "no," it's "yes, and" from here on it. "yes that sounds weird to you, and it's completely fine to do that with people you trust if and when you feel ready to have sex" has got to be the constant refrain. be as rigorously open-minded and non-judgmental as possible establishes that you are a safe person to talk to honestly, and encourages your kiddo to be similarly curious and accepting.

if you ever find yourself really flustered by a question, or you genuinely don't have an answer, it's okay to pull a "I don't know! let me find out more information and get back to you." (also great behavior to model for kids, btw.) if you're ever stumped trying to figure out how to break something down into 4th grader-sized chunks, I recommend Scarleteen as a starting place - it's a sex ed forum run by volunteers for teens, some of them pretty young, so the answers are written very accessibly.

easing into the topic by discussing things like feelings and puberty can be a great way to ease in. have they talked about puberty at school? are their friends having any bodily changes? how do people talk about bodies? do kids get made fun of for developing breasts or growing body hair? does anyone at school date? how does the kid you're talking with feel about all of that? I might just be blessed with unusually gossipy kids, but they LOVE dishing about how other kids act. I learn so so much about my students by asking them to tell me how their peers behave at school; they love to narc.

also: it can be a huge bummer if YOU were really ready to rumble being sex positive and a source of info, but sometimes kids just aren't ready to engage with that. I've know 4th graders who are extremely at eases talking about the ins and outs of vaginal anatomy and 6th graders who would rather run away than even acknowledge genitals exist; there's no predicting when anyone will be comfortable with this. to a certain degree you might need to encourage a kid through initial awkwardness, but if they're reaching a point of serious distress and discomfort we've got to let it go. unfortunately I've taught kids who reacted to their parents' enthusiasm for sex positivity by wilting in exactly the opposite direction, getting anxious and confrontational whenever the topic came up. the majority of kids will become curious in their own time, especially as puberty and sexuality becomes more pressing to them and their peers, and sometimes the best thing you can do is leave that door open for them to return to in their own time.

also, hey! if you're ever really really stuck, I'm here on tumblr dot com :) I'm by now means an expert, but I've taught a LOT of fourth graders what a condom is.

[insidemyhead2]

Idk why I’m thinking about this but one time when I was in the 4th grade, one of my friends had called me on the phone to play roblox with her and at the time she had recently gotten REALLY close to one of our other mutual friend and I ended up asking her why she didn’t call our other friend to play roblox with her instead. I remember her specifically telling me “because I wanted to talk to you not her”. My heart literally melted at that. I still think about those small moments every once in a while. I also feel like I should’ve realized I love women way sooner in life.

[xproskeith]

can you tell i'm bored-

please answer those. i also drew a ghost for you. because i'm bored. i'm gonna answer my asks too lmao HAVE FUN!

Lmao ok but I actually love this. The you wrote it out AND the ghost! Tis the season!! 👻🎃 Now let's begin!

11: best friend?

My best friend is awesome! His name is Ben and we've been friends since we met at college for our first degrees (we'd both end up going back for nursing later. He ended up following me on that front). But we really started to get closer after we both graduated and especially after I moved back to New Orleans after moving home after graduation for a year and a half. He's just a really cool and chill guy who has always been there for me and been super supportive. We've both helped each other through some really rough times in our lives and really supported each other. He's pretty introverted, tho if you met him you might not realize that at first. It's a hilarious contrast to my extreme extroversion. I also owe meeting my wife to him. He pushed me to finally get on the dating apps and I met my wife on hinge. He also encouraged me when she and I started talking and dating seriously. He also knows how to deal with my anxiety very well and respectfully, tho my anxiety has gotten immensely better than it used to be. Still, worth mentioning. He's also said on multiple occasions how much he appreciates and like how I am just unapologetically me and an unapologetic nerd. To quote him, "genuine folks are hard to find." So that was also really cool to hear from him and just reaffirmed that being myself is the right move. When he lived in the city with me, we'd hang out at least once a week. But we text daily for the most part and still try to see each other as much as we can even tho he's 2.5hrs away now. He was my best man and gave an amazing and touching best man speech. Now, almost a year later, people still talk about it and quote him, "IDK how else to describe him other than he's aggressively friendly." it's accurate and everyone who has heard that agrees lol. Anyway, he's great and I'm blessed to have him in my life. Here's a pic of us at my bachelor trip and before my wedding. As you can see, and as I've mentioned before in various other posts, the dude is built like a Greek god lol

15: favorite movie

This is actually a hard one lol. I enjoy a lot of movies, but have a hard time narrowing down a fave. Hmm. Deadpool and Wolverine is certainly up there for very obvious reasons, but a movie that has always stuck with me since I was younger is The Prestige. It's a well done film whose twist really got me at the end. It's rare for me not to figure out a movie twist before the end and this one I did not see coming.

18: most traumatic experience 

You're gonna get 2 for the price of 1 lol. 1 childhood trauma and 1 adulthood trauma. Both cover a span of time instead of one specific incident.

First is childhood. From pretty much 1st - 4th grade, I was bullied pretty often. I was a very big and fat kid who was also nice and didn't exactly fight back, so I suppose in retrospect that made me an easy target. But beyond that, I was often made the butts of my peers' jokes or would be asked to do something silly or embarrass or the like and they'd say stuff like "of course we're you're friend!" and "if you do it, we'll be your friend." so this went as well as you can expect. It got so bad and took so much of a toll on me that my mom literally pulled me out of school to homeschool me from 5th-8th grade. This would eventually become repressed as the mind often does only to rear its ugly head later in adulthood when my friends wanted to institute a "punishment" for whoever placed last in our fantasy football league. I had always opposed this idea, but they we were really pushing for it that year. Didn't help I was dead last, but I was having such a visceral reaction and didn't know why. But I was literally about to drop out of the league because of it. Then all of a sudden the memories came flooding back and I finally understood the why. I explained it to 3 of my friends in the league, including the guy in charge, and they abandoned the punishment idea. They said they hoped they knew that this was very different and that no ill will was meant. I did, but it didn't stop how I felt. So the punishment idea was dropped.

Now for adulthood. That would be working through COVID as a nurse. This was traumatizing in many ways, but in particular there were 3 key points. The first was watching patients deteriorate and die so rapidly. Like I would leave in the morning and come back to find out my patient coded and died 3 hours after I left. They were fine before then. We also called so many rapid and codes because people would deteriorate so much and so rapidly. Despite everything I knew and docs and nurses way more experienced than me knew, we couldn't save them all or stop the rapid spiral.

Secondly, every time a code blue or rapid response is called overhead, it's preceeded by a beep on the intercom. I would hear that so many times during that time that I found myself to physically flinch and tense and my heart would race whenever I'd hear it. Even a year later when it was just happening to make an announcement. Didn't realize it was legitimately a PTSD response until I was talking to an army buddy who was like "Yeah dude that's what happens to me when my PTSD gets triggered." I overcome that by becoming the code and rapid nurse for my icu when I moved. So I just threw myself headlong into it and overcame it by exposure and desensitization.

Lastly, there was the whiplash of being called a hero and having my knowledge and insight respected only to be called a liar months later. By my own family even. I still remember making a lengthy thoughtful post about the importance of making and explaining why surgical works for day to day vs the n95 masks needed in hospital and the same day my mom made a post about how covid is a lie and masking is just the government trying to control us. My family has on multiple occasions told me my experiences weren't real and I was exaggerating, especially because I'm liberal. After many fights, we all finally agreed to just never talk about it around each other. An uneasy peace, but better.

So there you have it. My two biggest traumatic experiences lol.

21: what I love most about myself

My kindness and willingness to help people

28: a description of the person I dislike the most

Hmm I don't really dislike people. But I suppose this one older lady at work. Kind of short, white, fading blonde hair that's always short. She's always unhappy lol. Mostly dislike her bc she gatekeeps certain patients and has full control over the schedule despite not being the manager.

42: last thing I ate

Greek yogurt and pumpkin seed granola

[feministdragon]

There’s a pair of kids i work with, a 5th grade boy and a 4th grade girl; they have been friends since childhood.  I’ve been trying to gain their trust for awhile so the real work of self-development can begin, and today it seemed like things were going very smoothly, they were comfortable with me and we were joking around and having a good time.   At one point we were reading a book with two characters, one is a boy and one is a girl, but since they’re animals it’s not very obvious.  So it took them awhile before they realised, when in the middle of the book the pig is called ‘she’.  Since the boy was reading the pig part, he immediately insisted they change parts (the elephant is a boy).  I was like,  “Boys and girls are both people, we’re all just people, what’s the difference?  and he literally said:  “Boys are gods, girls are people.”  

I immediately lost interest in having any relationship with this person, who just said to my face that he’s superior to me. So I just gestured to them to keep reading the book, and took out my phone to read something else to calm down.   I think he could tell he’d done violence to our relationship, because he suddenly started reading the book very violently, and started to order his friend around.  Or maybe he felt he had to justify what he just said?

This is exactly why I only want to work with girls.   Because I don’t want to deal with this bullshit.  I don’t want to invest in these trash human beings who can’t even see other people as human.

My friends say, “Oh, but that’s why we need you! to help change these boys!”

And I’m like, oh, yeah, i see this kid once a week for two hours, that’s really going to make a difference when he is looking forward to being a god amongst his inferiors.  fuck that, what the hell difference can I make?  and why is it on me?   

Honestly I don’t even know what I could have said to him, what teachable moment there was in that, when all I could do was see red at how casually he had labelled me as inferior to him. 

[trolagygirl2022]

Guys, my math teacher is a teacher from HELL. To start, we had a very important exam. The teacher said is was worth like 5-10% of our grade. I was like "ok, so even if I don't do well, my culminating assignment will carry me because I have almost everything right" turns out.... IT WAS A BAD IDEA!!

FIRST OF ALL!

Most of what I studied for wasn't even on the exam 💀 like at least 3 other students said the same thing!! Like 70% of what I studied for was non existent and was full of new stuff that we did (even one unit that took like 2 days to get through). I did well for the 1st, 2nd and 4th part but I got a bit cooked around the second.

So imagine my shock when I looked at my score just to see a big, fat, LEVEL 2????? (That's like a C 💀). Rest assured that I was absolutely DUMBFOUNDED at this!!! Imagine studying for HOURS nonstop just to get a horrific C?? The fact that I went through pretty much everything as well?? That wasn't even the worst part, the part that sucked the life out of me was my grade... LEVEL 1???? I'M AT A LITERAL 56%??? (I went from a 62% to a 56 all because of a stupid exam).

"Well maybe you didn't study enough Mimi" well I've spoken with a ton of kids in my class and the average is a 2 as well! Even a really smart kid that's my friend, his grade dropped to a 74 (keep in mind he has NEVER dropped that low, he's always been in the 90s). One girl studied hard and she got a 2. (The lowest kid I know is at a 40% 💀💀).

I don't know what hurts more, barely passing something when you FINALLY start to try or knowing that most of this is due to your incompetent teacher :/

Before the exam, our average was literally a 62% 💀 That's a level 2 (or a C in American terms). I know I didn't start the year on a good foot but I tried so hard, I really did. It frustrates me that our teacher couldn't care less. It's so obvious in his behavior. You can just tell that he could care less, and that REALLY pisses me off. Like why waste all those years getting a teaching degree just not to do your job properly!?? Do you even care about the students or do you care about affording to buy your unreasonably expensive goofily pointed shoes??

I've had my share of not so good teachers, but he I won't forget. Don't wanna be overreacting but I've never despised a teacher like him 💀 I'm just praying (and manifesting) that my culminating assignment SAVES MY GRADE because I don't want to repeat math or barely pass.

I'm so tired ://

[haruhar-u]

omg i forgot again 😭

so that ex friend of mine, ive known since 4th grade and...i think it was nov 4th 2021 when she asked to stop being friends. i accepted despite how much it hurt because i had honestly felt it coming. i wasnt exactly the best and had a problem with being too sarcastic or joking in too mean of a manner

so yk i was ready to just accept it

UNTILL SHE TOLD ALL OF OUR MUTUAL FRIENDS THATWE WERENT FRIENDS ANYMORE WHICH LED TO EVERYONE ASKING ME WHAT HAPPENED suffice to say, that pushed me over the edge and i started like sobbing my eyes out that whole day because what the fuck who does that

then she literally shit talked me TO OUR MUTUAL FRIENDS??? more specifically my best friend which was just...stupid? he had to tell her "im still friends with them, stop talking about them to me" for her to stop. and all the shit she would talk about was like when i was 11 or some shit lmao

anyway idrc anymore lol. shes the one who takes pride on being seen as a "bitch" or "toxic" even when she was trying to say i was the toxic one?

and apparently she even talked bad about me to her ex (im friends with him now so sucks to be her) which i find crazy since they broke up in like 2020 so either she disliked be for a long while or she still spoke to him after breaking up which i highly doubt because she also shit talked HIM when they broke off

again idrc anymore tho its just a funny story atp lmao

DAMN

She sucks wtf why would she even do that bro

[knifearo]

The picking-a-crush thing is something I did too! My two longest-lasting "crushes" were pretty much me pointing at whichever guy friend I was closest to at the time and going "Guess I'm in love with him now." (In hindsight one of those was probably more of a squish.)

In 4th grade I also realized I was crush-less and randomly picked a guy who was in my biology class. I don't know if I ever actually spoke to him. I found out another one of my classmates might have had a crush on him and I was not jealous at all.

My funniest crush is from around 1st or 2nd grade because I picked a kid that I met literally only one time. His name was Robert and he could do a handstand and I thought that was cool, which apparently meant romantic attraction in my tiny aro child mind.

Happy pride :D

so real!!! the "oh that was probably a squish in hindsight..." is so real. i think that all like. two. of my memorable childhood "crushes" were almost definitely gender envy too haha

bitches will literally pick a random guy from class and go "yeah i like him! :)" and not think that there should be like. reasons for it. kgfjhs. i really distinctly remember walking into my first math class in sixth grade and looking around the room to select a suitable candidate to have a crush on for the year. picked a guy named gabriel cause he looked cute enough. did not know his name at that point and actually severely disliked him once i got to know him. but i walked out of class that day going "guys i have a crush on someone in our math class!! doesn't that sound like something that they say in movies? y'know. i have a crush on a guy in my math class :D" and getting Crickets sdfkjgh. one of them looked at me and told me straight out that they had no idea what i was talking about. so 😭. either the media was lying to me or i was the only one paying attention... honestly if you think about it the aro bitches are the ones really putting in the effort here. imagine how much time we've all collectively spent analyzing how romance works just to not actually get it at all 😭

my fourth grade "crush" sat across from me at my table at one point (i also like. never spoke to him. genuinely don't think i ever had a conversation with that guy. just didn't feel the need to.) and my friends at the time told him that i had a crush on him at some point. i was appropriately giddy about it (cause obviously like. you get giddy and nervous when someone tells your crush you like them. why? idk. that's just what you do.) and there's an entry in my diary from that time going "amanda told niko i like him and asked if he liked me back and he said 'i guess' which basically means yeah :)" which is SO fucking funny cause not only is that not what that means and she absolutely made that boy really uncomfortable. it totally did not occur to me that something was supposed to Happen when your crush liked you back. i went "cool!" and just went on with my life. my crush likes me back? awesome! anyway what did you guys get for this math problem

you know what shout out to robert though that's real as hell. i may not understand sexual or romantic attraction but if somebody did a handstand i would think they were cool as fuck. shout out tiny aro children i think we had our priorities right haha :)

happy pride :D

[mzhydes-funtimes]

Ive never fucking actually socialized before like the last time i technically did was in like fucking 3 or 4th grade but even so i didn't make any friends just met them and then never saw them again

I mean yeah i played dnd with people in middle school but yknow i never saw them again after covid

Hell i have never once gone fucking anywhere to hang out with people literally my school schedule was: do school stuff from 9-3, if theater: go to practice mon-thurs til 5 for two months, then if tues/wednes/thurs (depending on the year) go to game club til 5, if thurs: go to drama club til 5, if mon: go home til 6 then go to show choir til 7:30, if pretech on show: go home then come back from 5-11 mon-thurs unless its tech in which case: fri-sun (sun had different times but im not getting nitty gritty) and thats literally where my day ended. 5 pm 85% of the time. From there its rot at my computer or rot in my bed bc i cant go anywhere bc no license, and i had no friends that invited me anywhere so no social life there. Hell, im only really in contact with 1 person since school ended.

Oh and guess what my schedule is now since school ended? I wake up, rot in bed for an hour or two, eat, rot at my computer the rest of the day, go to bed and rot there for another hour or two, then go to sleep.

No friends, no social life. Nothing. Oh and my mother has friends, but yknow i can't interact the the other adults bc im too young, so guess who they tell me to hang out with? "The other kiddies" like. Bitch. Im 18. Im LEGALLY an adult and they are all 13 AND YOUNGER. so no i cant make friends with them. Do you know what people are called when an adult tries to befriend a fucking minor? A p*do (im trying to not get this damn post flagged ok?) So guess what? Youre trying to get me ACTIVELY ARRESTED FOR INAPPROPRIATE THINGS WHEN

1 fuck no i DONT wanna be friends with these people they are wayyy to fucking immature for me and 2 no. Just. No. I know the fucking strategy here. You have already said you would call the cops on me if you caught me doing illegal things, dont think i dont remember that. So you could literally get me to 'befriend' these fucking children and then you could call the cops on me for being a fucking Predator when thats what you WANTED me to do. Like fuck no im not doing this shit.

And i dont even wanna interact with them to begin with like they are too fucking excitable like. THEYRE KIDS. like i dont hang out the same way kids do, me hanging out is talking, and possibly playing a board game not playing tag. Like what the fuck do you want me to do? If i say "hey lets play this card/board game" they ALWAYS SAY NO because they wanna actually move around. I DONT. WE CANNOT INTERACT. I mean the rest of my family also hates playing games theyd much rather pay taxes or watch murder documentries or drama shows like real housewifes or watch people rebuild houses or watch the stupid ass fucking shows like the fucking rookie. Games? Nah those are stupid and dumb and boring. Why do that when taxes and screaming at each other?

Like fuck literally why wouldnt you just never wanna wake up when your existence is literally just "yeahhh im going to watch you and FORCE you to do this crime so you can go to jail" like yeah i know lgbt are also the same thing but at least yoy can pretend youre not to save your ass from jail

[gender-thoughts]

September 2002: 11 years old

Help. We had the maturation program and mom came. She was probably the only parent who actually came. I didn’t think it was weird that she was coming until we walked into the gym and she was pretty much the only parent there. My friends sat together in the back, but mom chose seats for us near the front. The whole thing was pretty embarrassing. Not necessarily that mom was there, but more that none of my friend’s moms were there and mostly because mom kept rolling her eyes and scoffing, complaining in Spanish about the girls who laughed as they pointed out breasts and vulva to us on a poster. 

Puberty is literally the worst. Like why does no one ever really explain how much of a trap being a girl is? Like they never tell you to enjoy your youth before you're a prisoner to a bleeding body part every month for the rest of your life. Boobs and pads and armpit hair. It all sort of feels like a prison sentence. Boobs mean wearing bras, which I've been wearing since the 2nd grade thanks to being chubby, and I swear, this year alone, I’ve had my bra snapped a million times by an idiot named Kurt Wittmeyer. What is wrong with boys?

A period means essentially wearing a tiny diaper and hoping you don’t bleed all over the place. Puberty means stinking, so now suddenly we’re not allowed to sweat. Being a girl is maybe the stupidest thing to ever happen to me. Puberty is the stupidest thing in nature. It feels like a thousand new rules being slapped on me, and now everyone is about a thousand times more self conscious than ever. Like, I don’t think I’ve ever been so aware of my own body, Like painfully aware.

And my body is not like my friends' bodies, It’s bigger, it’s hairier. I’ve already been teased constantly by both boys and girls about my leg hair, and my unibrow. Last year we did Robin Hood for the 5th grade play and the day they announced everyone’s roles, all four classes gathered in Mrs. Mason’s classroom and they put the list of roles up on the overhead and then read them outloud. When they read off the Merry Men I was one of them, and for some reason out of all the Merry Men, only me and one other girl were made “non-singing” Merry Men. And of course Wade Wimbley was sitting behind me. He’s bullied me since 4th grade. He leaned forward to whisper in my ear that they must have made me a Merry Man because I’m so hairy, and they made me a non-singing Merry Man because during the singing audition I’d made all the teachers' ears hurt. It sounds pretty stupid when I tell it back now, but it was really mean, and I cried. When I got home and told mom about it she rolled her eyes and said “Of course you cried. You give them all the power over you.” I know I shouldn't have cried. I tried not to, but I couldn't help it.

I just hate that everyone is always teasing me about these things that I can’t control. I’m not allowed to shave, or pluck my eyebrows or anything. Once, I found Abuelita’s razor under the bathroom sink and used it on my legs and between my eyebrows. When mom realized she grounded me. After that my sister said she’d pluck my eyebrows for me. And since then she and I have experimented with waxing, nair, you name it. Any way you do it, it either itches, stings or smells. Or some lucky combination of all three. 

Besides looking nothing like my friends, (they’re all tiny and flat chested) everything is happening to me first. Which just feels sucky and embarrassing. I’m already an entire head taller than almost everyone in my class.

[tipofthemountain]

no one asked but i’m going to list my top 5s from every taylor swift album because if you’ve read my story’s you know i’m a fan of hers! (this is so long i just wanna talk about it…)

Starting with her debut (still waiting for re-release HELLO!!???) album it holds a special place in my heart for so many reasons but one being that i sung Our Song IN FRONT OF MY ENTIRE SCHOOL FOR A TALENT SHOW with a friend(at that time). This was probably when i was in i think 3rd or 4th grade so i was like 9-10ish. I don’t think we took home awards but we had fun and that’s all that matters to me!

For debut:

1: Our Song

2: The Outside

3: Picture to Burn

4: Teardrops on My Guitar

5: I’m Only Me When I’m With You

Fearless (Taylor’s Version) is probably my least favorite ts album (IM SORRY!) just because i never connected with it in any special way. obviously its still an iconic album, i just don’t care much for it! the only song i ever connected with was Fifteen in the most depressing way possible…

For Fearless tv:

1. Fifteen

2. White Horse

3: Mr. Perfectly Fine

4. Bye Bye Baby

5: The Way I Loved You

Speak Now (Taylor’s Version) is my 3rd favorite album of hers. I UNFORTUNATELY relate to way to many songs on this album… it’s genuinely sad. It’s a great album to cry and shake your ass too! The only thing i don’t like about this album is the vault tracks…( IM SORRY AGAIN PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!)

For Speak Now tv

1: The Story Of Us

2: Haunted

3: Better Than Revenge

4: Mean

5: Never Grow Up

Red (Taylor’s Version) is in my top 5!Its such a good fucking album. If I could I would tattoo every lyric from every song onto my body. She literally changed the way people feel about turning 22 instead of 21… an iconic album forever!

For Red:

1: Treacherous

2: I Bet You Think About Me

3: Stay Stay Stay

4: All To Well (10 minute version)

5: Sad Beautiful Tragic

1989 (Taylor’s Version) IS MY FAVORITE ALBUM EVER! Nothing will ever top debut pop Taylor ever. Being a directioner during this release and then being a harrie during the re-release was an absolute mind boggling experience… 10/10 album forever my favorite.

For 1989 Tv:

1: “Slut!”

2: Wonderland

3: Wildest Dreams

4: Clean

5: Style

Reputation (also waiting for the re-release… quit teasing us Taylor!!!) is also one of my favorites! It’s a love album disguised as a revenge album. Also it’s peak pop Taylor too. It deserved a grammy and I will forever feel like she was robbed of that.

For Reputation:

1: Don’t Blame Me

2: So It Goes…

3: Getaway Car

4: Dress

5: This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

Lover is so crazy to be right after reputation (I know how she feels about these songs now!) but I love Taylor in love. She writes such beautiful love songs that you either cry too or have sex too.

For Lover:

1: False God

2: All The Girls You’ve Loved Before

3: Death By A Thousand Cuts

4: Daylight

5: The Archer

FIRST OF ALL.. folklore being right after lover does NOT feel right what’s so ever in any universe will it ever feel right. I love when she tells silly story’s and and mixes her real life into it!

For Folklore:

1: mirrorball

2: this is me trying

3: mad woman

4: peace

5: the lakes

evermore IS MY SECOND FAVORITE!! Literally I love it more than folklore (even though Taylor doesn’t…) It’s soooo fucking beautiful start to finish. I listen to it on repeat constantly!

For evermore:

1: no body, no crime

2: cowboy like me

3: gold rush

4: dorthea

5: happiness

Midnights and I have a complicated relationship… because I go months without listening to any song from it and when I do listen to it again… I can’t help but love it. I honestly hate how much i relate to way to many of Taylor’s songs…

For Midnights:

1: Vigilante Shit

2: Maroon

3: Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve

4: Snow On The Beach (Ft. More Lana Del Ray)

5: You’re On Your Own, Kid

and we’ve reached the end with The Tortured Poets Department… don’t get me wrong I like album a lot, just some of the songs don’t hit like I thought they would. It’s a good album but (and this is purely my opinion!) but she has made better albums.

For TTPD:

1: My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

2: Fresh Out The Slammer

3: Florida!!! (Ft. Florence + the Machine)

4: So Highschool

5: thanK you aIMee

of your still here… thanks <3. I know some people are gonna yell at me but honestly if i don’t care! I love Taylor’s music. I admire her as a songwriter and as a singer. Also I could care less who the fucking songs are about… she just makes good songs.

also if your a follower… a story should be up soon!! 💋

[candy-bun-bun]

Speaking of our experiences through 2019-2022, coming to terms with losing friends & finding out that I'm queer because I'm tired of keeping it in my skull.

It's really long so beware if you just think it's a quick read or something.

I used to go to public school. I went until 4th grade and technically finished 5th grade but then y'know what happened and then we were rushed to our homes and stuff. We all know about that cause we all had a "great" time being stuck in a house or anywhere for almost 24 hours a day.

I started being homeschooled. It was ok at first because it was somewhat similar to what I was used to in school except there was no expectations except try your best and finish your schoolwork. I had no problems for the first year before I made some new friends.

I made some fellow homeschool friends but it just wasn't the same. Many nights I laid in bed sobbing and grieving for the friends I lost. It was like they were completely gone from me. I had one school friend I would occasionally send letters or message on discord but we had nothing in common anymore really except the fact we were both miserably closeted about being Transgender and queer.

The loss of him was the worst ever because y'know what I realized when I was with him in church? I was in love with him. I had it so bad for him and y'know he broke my heart. But that's ok because I would have rathered him be honest about not loving me than pretend. He made me realize that I was not a cis girl & straight but that I was Transgender & queer (at the time I identified as a trans boy & bisexual) He didn't like me though or at least I didn't bother with a confession after he said no homo one night when we were holding hands. I would often rest my head on his shoulder and hold his hand and we would both try not to sleep while we listened to boring lessons about how gay people are going to hell and we have to follow Jesus and all that Christianity stuff. (No like that's literally all the Christian churches I've gone to's preaching material-)

After he stopped coming to church I started hanging out with another Trans guy at my church. (You'd be surprised how many closeted trans people there are at churches) We were really good friends. One night we had a sleepover. He had already gone to bed about 1 or 2 hours ago while I was still playing Minecraft on my tablet or something like that. When I rolled to face his face to sleep I knew then that I was in love again. I had fallen in love with another guy. I couldn't stop thinking in that moment how much I wanted to kiss him and hold him and just cuddle. I knew that I couldn't but that just made me want to hold him more. I was glad I brought my stuffed animal, I shifted slightly closer to him and snuggled my stuffed animal and then went to bed after a while.

And then finally after that I met my ex girlfriend. She was so pretty and I loved her so much. She loved the Dsmp just like me & her favorite content creators were Wilbur & Tommy. I was ecstatic! We just clicked so well. Finally a month or maybe 2 weeks before we had to move I confessed. She said that she liked me to and then we dated.

I moved and I was so grieved. I knew I was moving soon but that didn't prepare me for the hurt of not being able to ever give her kisses and hugs. I actually gave her one of my stuffed animals, my favorite one at the time. I believe it's name was Toms. (Obviously stemmed from my Dsmp interest)

I often spent nights crying and even having something like panic attacks because I had incredibly horrible and traumatic flashbacks to a traumatic event.

I was so distraught over being closeted, the old trauma & the trauma that my own little brother caused me, that I started harming my body. My mom noticed the self harm and tried to get me to tell her what was wrong. I told her that I was Transgender (I was too scared to tell her about the old trauma, I had already told her when it was happening and she didn't believe me so why would she believe me now?!) and that I wanted to be called Callum and I already used He/They pronouns online. She told me that sometimes she'll fail me but God will be there and that I'll always be [dead name] to her.

For a while I was really depressed. I'm pretty sure I inherited my mom's seasonal depression because I don't actually feel that same empty kind of depression I was feeling when it was cold and wintery that I feel when it's hot.

Anyways maybe this was too personal of information to share online, I'm just tired of keeping shit in my skull. I am tired of being the one who remembers EVERYTHING.

If you think you might have went to school with me or know who I am just from this post, please ignore this post. Unless you are either of the guys I was talking about in this post. I miss you guys still but I'm mostly over it. I'd love to know what you guys are doing right now. I lost my old discord account. I can't message you guys there.

Anyways I'll post a post introducing myself tomorrow. I am a new member.

- Ebu! Tommy 🕊️, He/Coral/Dirt

[am3ricanj3sus]

4/23

song of the day:

today was js another day fr. i’m so beyond annoyed with everything that I think the second school ends i’m going to burst into tears. like trust, I love school. I love seeing my friends, teachers (mr c:)) and js the fun moments but the stress and anxiety that come with it are killing me. I didn’t something that wasn’t like stupid, but it wasn’t very well thought thru a couple month ago and the consequences are getting closer and closer and i’m so scared. I don’t even care about what I did. i’m mainly scared of what my parents with say. I don’t want them to be disappointed in me. I don’t want them to think i’m dumb. because I did something kinda dumb the other day and I can’t have it happen again. but I don’t want to focus on that right now. I want to focus on like romance cause yeshhh. so I have had 2 crushes develop in the past 5 days. well one of them has technically been developing but I didn’t face it till thursday. the first one is on one of my friends. he’s like funny, and pretty smart, and he’s like cute. he’s kinda emo and grunge. he’s always been nice to me but he’s like a little mean to everyone and like we are play mean all the time. I made him this little ceramic skate park before I knew I had a crush on him and I gave it to him today but he wasn’t feeling too good so he js smiled and said thank you. it wasn’t what I was hoping for but it’s whatever. ik he’s upset cause yesterday there was an art show and we were both supposed to have our pieces in it but only mine were there and we couldn’t find his :(. I could tell he was like disappointed but I didn’t wanna say anything. he’s been trying to better himself recently so ik why he’s been acting weird. but at the same time I don’t think I have a crush on him like that cause i’ve had a crush on this other dude for like 6 months. and ik me and him won’t date and the chances of me genuinely getting with my friend are higher but my feelings for this random guy are super strong and I recently developed another tc so I don’t wanna get with him when all these other feelings are around.

speaking of tc, mr c. I literally have like noooo idea where it came from. last tuesday we had testing and I was mad bored and started thinking about teachers. and I was thinking about him cause I accidentally had mixed him up with another teacher and was laughing about it in my head. then I was like “he kinda…” and lemme js say my mind was going crazy at 10 in the morning. so I was like ahahahaha this guy. yeah this my new tc. and trust i’ve had tcs before. like my 7th and 8th grade english teacher was fineee. anyways tho. I found out so much about mr c already. he goes to the same church my cousin like pastors at, ik where his fav coffee place is, and his full name! I love the internet for that. today there was a feild trip for his class and when they came back he came into my 4th and was like “you should all take my class!!!! you can get dutch bros!” and its so funny to me he’s like a big kid. i’ve never had him as a teacher tho. js a sub. he says hi to my friend every morning while I walk with them and i’m like bro hs say “hi -, hi -‘s friend!!!” common bro be nice. but it is what it is. ugh I love having a crush. anyways i’m so sleepy. gn<3