got recommended an article abt the pope using a gay slur & two things abt this article are hilarious to me. first that by the pope using a gay slur when he is supposed to be a “conduit to god” or whatever i just made up that phrasing is sooooo funny bc that means god uses gay slurs by association. second his apology is worse than a youtuber apology unironically. “the pope did not intend to express homophobia when he used a homophobic slur. sorry if you were offended by ppl reporting his use of this word!” like lmfao 😭
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If you're still doing the emoji asks what about 💗 for all the ro's?
💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?
Atlas: Very noticeable, mainly because he’s never had one before. He’s extremely confused and will blatantly ask people what’s wrong with him, eventually realizing what’s going on and doing everything in his power to squash it. He’s genuinely very scared of having a crush, with both it’s inevitability and its complications. He has a lot to get over and reconcile with himself. Plenty of shame to wipe off of his skin. When he finally admits to it, it’s gradual, like releasing a breath. Cathartic, but shaky. He has a lot to learn, and even more to ask. It’s a process.
Puck: Quiet, like its just like flipping a switch. They’re naturally very kind, but their affection becomes almost withdrawn a bit, as if their crush is something they watch like a beautiful animal. Not to be touched, but instead, admired. A crush for them brings up a lot of complicated feelings, and though they won’t try to turn the feeling sour, it becomes bittersweet quickly. They try to live in the moment and fail every time. Admitting to this love is the opposite of how they deal with a crush, however. The affirmation of their feelings is intense, frightening, and leaves them without any poetic language to draw on. It’s being seen and it is as scary as it is electrifying.
Skye: A crush, to her, is like breaking the cloud line. Sudden, quick, and eye-opening. She carries this awe-struck joy in her chest like a blooming light, and can’t ignore it even if she tried. Unlike Puck, she’s incredibly good at living in the moment, and doesn’t even bother getting caught up in the tangle of implications for her future. She loves, and she loves with her entire person. It seems ridiculous of her not to claim her joy when she can. She sees no point in covering up her genuine feelings. Falling in love and having a crush are one and the same to her. Love just means she was right to follow her intuition the whole time.
Reese: Crushes are always followed by a tightening of his shoulders and the closing of his eyes. Like he’s about to crash into a wall and he can’t stop himself, but he can pretend, in the few seconds before, like it’s not real. Before it obliterates him. Crushes are short, fallible, and should be moved on quickly from at every cost. He just wishes his body could follow his brain. His feelings are always too easily seen, too fast, and too violent for his liking. He never feels anything small, and affection makes him feel that hole in his chest a little too much. Love, on the other hand, is the only thing to make him stop entirely. The reality always sinks in with a shudder. But he still relaxes his shoulders. Maybe this time it’s here to stay.
???: A crush is a meaningless thing. Fleeting and temporary. It will be fixed soon enough. Love, on the other hand, is a plague. A threat. Something that must be dug out of her chest and squashed underfoot. She’s seen love tear people apart. She will not be so stupid.
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With no hate to that previous post I just reblogged bc its valid in and of itself:
I get what they're saying, but it's actually *not* like Rick Riordan broke into your house and moved all of your furniture.
It's more like you *bought* furniture and installment services from Uncle Rick's Home Goods in 2008, a lovely niche shop focused on serving our underserved community of neurodivergents. And then, despite your furniture from that time still being exactly as it was when you bought it and billions of exact copies being for sale, when Uncle Rick said, "Hey guys, I'm going to make this same line of furniture out of completely different material, and Im adopting a new installation tactic, but it's going to stick to its general function and purpose," you giddily clapped your hands and said, "I can't wait to see the exact same thing made out of entirely different materials!" Forgetting, of course, that that is literally impossible.
And **then** you came home and found that Rick (whom you left the door open for!) moved all of your furniture slightly to the left. Also he replaced every item with near-identical copies.
"I liked it the way it was very much, thank you!" Then don't get the update, idiot. It is so optional to watch this show. You had to wait a week between every episode. You had to torrent every 40 minute video on a weekly basis, or drive to visit your one family member who won't give up Disney+ anyway. And when things started proving to be different, *you* made the conscious choice to see where things were going. Now you're mad and miffed that it wasn't as faithful an adaptation as The Lion King 2019 was to the original 💀. Coming from an AuDHDer, please understand that your neurodivergent rigidity can only be accommodated so much, my friend. Real people worked hard to make this. Different people from the book's production. *More* people than the book's production. And you know what's crazy is that, despite all of this, some of the tone of minor scenes may have changed, but nothing major truly did. We did it-- we got a faithful adaptation!! If it's not your cup of tea, if your mind's eye just cannot be topped, it's all good. Just say, "this seemed cooler in my head." But oh my god, I'm tired of the Rick slander. The overall crew slander. As if people didn't work their asses off to make this show happen at all. "Rick Riordan broke into my home--" you let him in. *You* watched the show; you let him in and consented to whatever the fuck he was going to do (which...wasn't even much).
If you are scared of coming home and finding your special interest moved slightly to the left, stop letting the author back in through your front door.
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Me waiting in the back of my Uber in South Silent Hill late to my job because traffic is backed up due to some depressed blond dude is getting his shit rocked by a bodybuilder wearing a pyramid helmet in the intersection of Katz and Neely Street
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