#i am overly sensitive
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this is so random i know and perhaps im just being a bit paranoid about this but im sorry if i do come off as too enthusiastic, energetic, hyper etc through posts and/or comments...i have been told this b4 and i dont think ive ever made a post about it
i know not everyone likes it, especially since i use caps a lot usually with people im more comfortable with or if im very happy about something (which is 99.9% of the time because i try to be positive) but im usually just afraid of people taking my tone the wrong way so i try to be myself and be more silly through text so that ppl dont take me the wrong way ... same reason why i rarely use periods/always use "!" and always add emojis and/or emojicons after i say something so that people know im being lighthearted especially if im expressing an opinion
if you dont like it, just lmk bc i do feel very bad when people arent caps users or energetic thru text and im over here looking like im screaming in ur face but ueah sorry once again😭😭
#i think i am just stressing too much about this but JUST IN CASE...#i was just drawing and thought abt past conversations and was like “damn 🙁” so i made this#please just lmk if im being annoying as fuck man ik i can be especially when im overly excited abt somthint#judt...dont be rude...bc i will admir i am sensitive#punkoween yaps
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The fact that Briar is listed as one of Rosabella's best friends in her profile but Briar's profile barely mentions her..
#oh they could be so angsty if mattel hadn't forgotten that they were related#i'm sure someone's said this before but whatever i think abt it too often#and yes ik rosabella is mentioned among briar's friends later but it's abt proximity ok#this is also partially bc mattel refused to give rosabella fleshed out characterisation and other friends#but i'm ignoring that too bc the angst potential of this is so much more fun#ever after high#eah#briar beauty#rosabella beauty#like rosabella constantly protesting bc she cares that much and her friends forgetting#and then her profile#idk something abt her always caring too much and it making her come off as overly sensitive#vs other ppl thinking she's a bit out there#am i projecting? possibly BUT SHE'S ONE OF MY FAVOURITE CHARACTERS IM ALLOWED TO#also briar probably has a hella weird relationship w her aunt and i need to see them in a room together#especially after briar goes off script cause her parents wouldn't have ever been ok w that#but her aunt? who's supposed to love everyone no matter what? who briar is probably super distant towards cause it's implied her mom#doesn't get along w her sister? oh u just know they both cried when she visited that day#n e way been meaning to make this post for a while and keep forgetting so
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the thing is. the past three days I've barely been able to leave the house, and when I have it has caused me excruciating pain. and I hate it here. which is the kind of thing that forces me to actually pay attention to sustainable solutions/supports for my disabilities beyond just "push through as much of it as possible". but god everything about this still fills me with anxiety. lol.
#it's funny. I study disability and disabled politics#and yet the levels of internalised ableism I contend with are fucking. beyond belief#things I have said lately include#'wow I go to such great lengths to pretend to be in pain'#'I bet everyone is in this much pain all the time and I just am overly sensitive about it'#'I'm barely even disabled'#etc etc etc#it's BAD bad
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Just got a negative comment on AO3 for my current fic and I definitely do not feel the need to delete the fic, burn my laptop, and never write again? Nope, not at all. I'm not like dying inside and feeling immense guilt for disappointing the reader or anything! Nope!
#hhahahaha I don't have the emotional stability to be a fanfic writer#ao3#fanfiction#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#its worse because they had a point#And now I feel like everyone is disappointed#I am being overly sensitive though
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"Thank you for your interest in career opportunities at Mount Sinai Health System. We strive to find the right person for the right opportunity. At this time, we will not be pursuing you as a candidate"
girl, just say you're not hiring me, I don't need that one sentence, fuck
#am I overly sensitive? perhaps#but I also don't need all this shit#like just say "thanks but we're not hiring you for this position'#I hate when employers don't respond at all#and I hate when they overrespond
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i am so fucking down and out today
#had a panic attack at 2 am for no reason#just woke up already having it#so overly charged and sensitive that i saw something i mildly dislike#and instead of going gross and moving on#i felt my whole body clench up and spike anxiety#i hate this actually
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Hey! Okay! I need to know if anyone knows about/likes the tmnt 2007 movie.
You there! The one who twitched! I need you to look up a song called "Brother" by Madds Buckley. Before you press play picture the Leo Raph roof battle scene. As much dialogue as you can recall. Remember the pain.
There. You're ready. Now press play.
You're welcome.
#maybe I am overly sensitive to music and my imagination#but I wanted to cry#if you told me that song was written specifically for their dynamic I would believe it#tmnt#tmnt 2007#madds buckley#teenage mutant ninja turtles
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I think it says something about me that I teared up a little when the teacher scolded the class. I'm so sensitive that I couldn't even handle hearing the teacher upset. I empathized with him but also felt like I was being targeted (even though I wasn't), and those two things combined to make me tear up and feel angry at the other students. So this is the kind of stuff i talk about when i say i'm really sensitive.
#i've always been really sensitive#which is why i'm so easily scared#and so easily stressed out#sigh#high school#school stuff#school days#school day#school#school vent#school venting#vent posts#venting#vents#autism#asd#neurodivergent#my thoughts#autistic#actually autistic#adhd#audhd#empathy#sensitive#sensitivity#overly sensitive#i know i probably am#but i can't help it#sigh.
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I feel like in the past the mix of this site being used for both activism and fandom helped contribute to a lot of unhinged politicized fandom discourse where yeah ofc there's a political tie to media but ppl used it as... a form of activism where it was given disproportionate importance compared to other activism discussions? Whereas now we're swinging to the opposite site of How Dare You Care About Meaningless TV Shows When Politics.
Like... we can have a mix of realizing there's more important stuff to focus on than shipping discourse in the world at large without also minimizing the insane doxxing and death threats behavior going on in fandom that people in fandom have to take into consideration to be able to do their hobby, esp given how those attitudes stem from irl political climates at times in ways that are telling to study. Hobbies are kinda how we prevent activism burnout also. Crazey how that works.
#Txt#I am also not immune to overly politicizing fandom#But also I use the site in the curated fashion one would use fandom dedicated forums in#So of course that's my focus here and ofc i process a lot here specifically thru a fandom lens#Ofc other people do too if you look at it in that way#So it's probably bizarre for ppl who do come here primarily for activism to see posts abt#fandom drama btwn posts abt the world being on fire#Ofc that contrast makes fandom stuff all look totally meaningless#when... every community has these discussions esp within curated spaces#It's not stupid to care about fandom bs that impacts me in fandom#And it is in fact weird to assume my posts here are a reflection of my understanding of the world and#a performance of everything I'm doing or not doing to help a cause#Just like someone who uses this site for activism probably has an irl club they're in#for a less stressful hobby. Or at least I hope they do#The difference is that's not under surveillance bc it's offline lol#And im sure clubs or whatever have their insane drama too that needs attention sometimes#Maybe I'm overly sensitive to these things as a person w health issues that make#my options for socializing fairly limited - so the specific brand of unhinged social shit#that happens in online fandoms does weigh more heavily for me and the tons of other ppl#like me who hang out here bc we don't have anywhere irl#But idk I don't think it needs to be an extreme case for there to be some basic understanding#of why fandom is like... important to people... and that other people on a site#where you can so easily curate ur experience are gonna be talking abt stuff#relevant to the way they've curated their experience#Barging into the crocheting subreddit like why aren't you talking about pothole maintenance in New Jersey#Ik tumblr is more mixed up but that's what this feels like sometimes#Specific spaces for specific things. What a concept.
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comments on any Polin fic I write post season 3 are driving me to not write these anymore like... I know I keep harking on this but it keeps happening lmao
#polin#bridgerton#for my friends who maybe have these words blacklisted bc of me lmao#just like sorry why would anyone think an author who DOES NOT KNOW YOU is open to critiques#on fanfiction#this is my last post on this I promise#am I being overly sensitive? YES!!!!#yes I am
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Getting your cock tf into a horse cock wildly disproportional, just a kitty with a dick so big it’s impossible to hide the outline
Conscience slowly faded in as his dreams disappeared into the back of his mind. He started regaining his senses as he woke up, eyes still closed while laying in his bed. He tried to turn to his side, but a sudden weight stopped him.
"Hngg.... Wha...", he groggily moaned, brain still not on full speed. There was something... different. Something heavy laid on top of him, and he felt a weird sensitivity in his crotch. Also, whenever he moved around, he felt his fur sticking together and into the bed, seemingly wet and damp with a viscous substance.
He decided to open his eyes, and was met with a massive black shape, its bulbous tip facing towards his own face. He reached towards it to push it away, but as soon as his hands touched it he felt a wave of pleasure spread through his body, shaking it to the very core. He felt himself get hard and, as if in sync with his (unusually sensitive) cock, the black shadow on top of him started to pulse.
Before he could clearly see the object, he already had an idea to what was happening. He touched the massive shape, and felt an overwhelming sensation in his cock, almost as if they were one and the same.
When his eyes finally adjusted to the light, he finally saw it clearly: rising from his crotch, instead of his usually average cock and balls, was a thick and lengthy horse cock. It was black and several thick veins covered its surface, pulsing to the beating of his heart. It was probably more than two feet in length, and its thickness could rival the average person's arm. His balls were also different, now bigger than tangerines, hanging low and stretching his nutsack.
He also noticed, to his dismay, his cock was just now starting to get hard, starting to leak a weak, continuous stream of semen.
Its heightened sensitivity made thinking difficult. Every movement and every touch was several times more potent, a single throb almost bringing him to moans. The first strokes were made with caution but also curiosity, the shivers feeling like nothing he ever felt before. Soon enough he was already going at it, the horse appendage so large and thick he had to use his whole arms to satisfy it.
After a few minutes of buckling and jerking in bed, the horse cock grew past three whole feet, its weight almost pinning the cat to the bed. Every stroke made the large cock pulse and throb, leaking a continuous stream of pre that resembled a faucet. His bed and sheets were covered in the substance, and his fur was matted and sticking together.
After a few minutes in this lustful act, he felt the climax rising through his body. It was a pressure never felt before, as if he was having countless orgasms at once. It sent shivers through his trembling body, and his desperate moans couldn't possibly be contained even if he tried. His cock throbbed like never before, and jet after jet of cum was shot through his urethra, soaking the nearby wall with white ooze. Blissful seconds turned into minutes, as his cock shot load after load nonstop, frying the poor cat's brain with an overload of hormones.
After almost ten minutes, he finally felt his orgasm fade, little by little. When his cock started to soften, he laid back on his bed, exhausted. He was almost dozing off again when he took a look at the clock: 08:12AM.
"SHIT!!!! I GOTTA GET READY FOR WORK!!!!"
He quickly rose from the bed, but the newfound weight of his horse cock almost made him fall to the ground. It was so large it almost reached the floor, and was so thick it could almost be mistaken for one of his legs, were it not the black coloration and the pulsing veins across it. His balls also made him stumble, the weight of them almost feeling like two dumbbells hanging from his crotch.
He waddled into the bathroom to get ready, leaving a trail of cum that dripped from his cock. Once he got there he realized something: he had no idea how he would use the toilet. He ended up pissing in the shower, choosing to avoid any potential mess.
When he left the bathroom after brushing his teeth, he felt his cock throbbing, already needing attention and ready for a second round. "Fuckkj... No time for this now..."
He went towards his wardrobe, his tool already leaking pre once again. How the fuck would he wear his pants?? He put on a shirt, and proceeded to solve the next problem. He started wearing his largest sweatpants, hoping it would hide away his problem (or at least make it less noticeable). He tried shoving it on one of the leg holes, but the hardened cock made things a lot more difficult. He wrestled with it, almost like a cowboy taming a wild horse, moaning and leaking pre all over the sweatpants in the process, until he finally succeeded.
What he didn't expect, however, was that the whole action made his cock reach the climax again. He shivered and fell to his knees, moaning and shaking while he hopelessly watched his cock shoot all over his clothing, making the pants wet and stinky with cum. He felt even more frustrated after he got up again, looking in the mirror, and seeing the clear outline of his cock through his pants, a wet bulge clearly visible from his crotch and descending almost to the floor, the tip still leaking all over his feet, leaving a wet trail wherever he walked.
"Shit... I'm already late...!!"
He packed his things, making a mess through his whole apartment, and left towards the door. As he walked the hallways, he felt his cock throb again, rising his pants a little bit. He wondered if he should have brought some condoms (or maybe some of those long clown baloons), and how would he be able to find any pants or underwear that would fit him again.
As his cock sent shivers through his body for every step he took, the cat tried his best to stop himself from moaning, and he just hoped he wouldn't get fired or, even worse, going to jail for public indecency.
#trevodequatro.txt#trevodequatro.tf#thanks for the ask!!!#woahg...... this one was fun to write#disproportionate cocks are always a treat; either foo huge or too tiny#bonus points if they're overly sensitive#anyways. how am i gonna buy new pants like this?????
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something people dont talk about is the fact that having a poor experience working at a library can make you not wanna go back to libraries. It's mostly psychological - but not entirely. I can tell when a librarian is annoyed by my presence, i can tell when they're just chin-wagging to each other and ignoring the front desk
for example, had an experience at the city library not long after moving to the city where a book i was returning required an employee to check it immediately because it came with a CD. The employees were standing in a group at the returns desk, chatting away, and I sheepishly approached with the most polite 'excuse me' i could muster, and the lady who I assume was supposed to be working the front desk turned around and gave me an absolutely filthy stink eye, like I was encroaching on her spare time (And no there were no 'desk closed' signs or any indication this was some big important meeting, they were all standing around the little returns desk and no other desk was manned at the time.) She yanked the book away, checked the CD and waved me away to return to the little book club forming around the desk. Things like that make a really awful part of me want to come out and call her a bitch.
but ofc i didn't and i would never. I'd hope someone else would give me grace when I'm acting like that. But sometimes I don't think librarians/library officers even realise they're acting like that/giving off that impression, it's ingrained in a lot libraries around here as a librarians vs clients type deal and it's awful for the atmosphere of the library. But ofc I also have to acknowledge that the "regular" client may not pick up on that and it's purely my experience of working with people like this that sets me off
#skip talks#(just venting lol)#i know im overly sensitive to how other people behave and how it relates to me#and i am trying all the time to remember that people arent (usually) acting in a certain way to spite me personally#BUT IT'S HARD OK
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new guy at work always talks about his like 37 years banquet experience and its frustrating bc like YEAH cool im sure you could teach me many things but also like i have experience HERE with the flow and membership so i do know what THEY like i do know how to run a flippin BBQ buffet but thanks for all the condescending comments bro!!!! very helpful!!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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does anyone else find it a little weird that every single f1 hybrid/shifter/animal/etc au casts lewis as a panther? no? just me?
#this is a genuine question#like am i just being overly sensitive??#lucky rambles#f1 rpf#lewis hamilton
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#oh em gee he looks so exquisite#they are all going to fashion week or something i thought there was only one fashion week why are there 20#okay i literally didn't think that#i just didn't realize there were so many fashion weeks#YOU ARE NOT GOING TO PARIS!!!!!!!#anyway need to stop by and make my monthly jun or joshua post to confirm i am alive#school is definitely schooling#i'm nervous for my molecular bio lab bc it's one continuous experiment until the end of the semester so#if you fuck up the mistake follows you and i was like Oh.#i rly love my prof for molecular bio but the class pisses me off so bad omfg#he's sooo nice and accommodating and he does his best to explain everything as simple as possible#but whenever someone asks a question during the lecture everyone else takes it as a cue to start talking#THIS IS NOT PERSONAL CONVERSATION TIME!!! WHY ARE YOU NOT EVEN WHISPERING??#these girls behind my friend and i were legit talking at normal volume i wanted to turn around and slam my#shitty wooden flip-out table over their heads#okay that sounds rly violent and awful but like OH MY GOD it's so disrespectful and rude!!!!!!!!!!#and the thing is he's too nice to tell the class to stfu he will just be like 'guys im having trouble hearing the question'#if i were the prof i would literally jump on the podium and scream at everyone to shut the fuck up#it's my only class that's like that#on my period and feeling overly sensitive and emotional abt everything that's prob why i'm so angry abt it#I WILL TAKE A LIGASE ENZYME AND PUT IT IN YOUR THROAT SO YOU CANNOT SPEAK AGAIN!#anyway<3
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bitching ‘n moaning under the read more
I scraped a pole in my mom’s car while home which is a pretty catastrophic mistake, as mistakes go, but my mom’s reaction to it (yelling immediately, patronizing me, berating me, and getting even angrier when I said something that wasn’t an apology) was so instructive because I was like huh I actually don’t think my mother has ever reacted to a mistake I’ve made with something like “that’s ok, everyone makes mistakes.” That comes later, which I am grateful for, but her first reaction is always along the lines of “how could you do such an awful thing?!” I don’t think I ever really realized until last night that some parents probably don’t yell at their kids and make them feel bad after every mistake. My own mom probably doesn’t berate her coworkers for mistakes the way she berates me. But no wonder I’m so panicked whenever I do anything less than perfectly, every mistake I ever made in my family was met with hostility. Before last night I wouldn’t have even said I grew up in a highly critical household or a household where you couldn’t make mistakes but! I’m starting to think I did and I just didn’t realize it because I assumed we were all getting yelled at and berated for every mistake.
#of course maybe everyone else’s parents are yelling and berating for every mistake and i’m just overly sensitive#feel free to ignore this is mostly so i can remember and tell my therapist when i see her in a few weeks#anyway i am NOT in a great mood but hoping to suppress that in the coming days
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