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Body swap movie where one of them has invisible disabilities and when the other one lands in their body they immediately collapse catatonic on the floor from the pain and fatigue and the first one is like 'oh damn guess I don't have to worry that I'm faking it anymore'
#i have this fantasy of one my able bodied friends and or coworkers occupying my body for like an hour#just to get a real sense of how much i am truly weathering hellfire every day of my life#sometimes i take stock and im like holy crap ive gotten so used to so much#im a frog in a pot and ive convinced myself the bubbling is just fun ambience#my thoughts#invisible disability#chronic illness#chronic pain
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when people reblog donation posts and say "donate what you can", I really feel like people aren't actually internalising it. not all of us can afford to donate $50, $100, more than that. but i know for a fact that there are thousands of us that can spare $2 or $5, and that all adds up.
it hurts so much to sit here and feel the limits of our own ability. we're not millionaires. we can't instantly fund these escape attempts. but these are bids for life, by people who never asked for the hellfire being rained upon them by sadistic colonialists, greedy for oil and land. they committed no crime other than being born in palestine. and of course it's unfair, to have to shoulder the weight of people's lives when we're all struggling to get by as it is. but our governments relentlessly fail us, they fail to scrape at the bottom of their cold dead hearts for their last dregs of humanity. it is so, so unfair, but it is up to the common man to save each other.
please. look at this spreadsheet. find a fund that resonates with you. and DONATE WHAT YOU CAN.
#i dont know what else to say anymore#i just want all of them to survive#theres truly nothing that could justify this ongoing genocide#and it kills me. that global pushback is so pathetic. gutless and meandering#free palestine#palestine#fuck zionism#fuck israel#we will see an end to zionism and israel within our lifetimes#i might be suicidal but im not dying before i see netanyahu get what he fucking deserves#donation post
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the thing about trying to recommend fiction podcasts to someone who isn't familiar with them is that not only are so so many genres represented but also the level of production can fall anywhere from "basically an audiobook" to "major motion picture minus the pictures"
#original#idk just something i think about sometimes#you can read a description to get a sense of the genre/plot/vibe but you truly dont know What exactly youre getting into till you listen#with nonfiction podcasts it tends to be easier to get a read on whether its gonna be like. some buddies fucking around with a mic#or more like a whole documentary#or with fiction books there can be different framings but the actual makeup of the thing is almost always the same#idk what im saying at this point i need to stop putting so much bullshit in tags#whatever#audio drama
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What I wanted so badly was for Mary to learn about her boys from Cas. Like that night where Cas finds her when she canât sleep and she expresses that she just doesnât know anything about her sons since she missed so much?? All I wanted was for Cas to sit down with her at the table and just start telling her about them. Basic stuff at first: their favorite foods, their sleeping habits, the stuff heâs just observed by being their passenger for years.
And then I want him to say something totally Cas, like âDean always wears more layers but thatâs because his body naturally runs two degrees colder than Samâs. But thatâs normal for him and not indicative of any illness, so itâs nothing to worry about.â
And as they talk, it starts to get a little deeper, and Cas tells her more. He tells her about what she missed, about all the horrible things that happened to her sons and how they coped; how it changed them. And he tells her about Sam, he does, but really it ends up being all about Dean.
Heâll tell her about how Dean clenches his fists when heâs upset, even as he tries to keep his face impassive. About how Dean drums his fingers on the steering wheel when heâs anxious. Heâll tell her about Deanâs nightmares, about the ways heâs chosen to cope. Heâll tell her how to know when to approach Dean and when to give him space, how to gently acknowledge what heâs feeling without pushing him too far.
And with every word he says, Maryâs curious head tilt from when sheâd seen them hug in reunion turns into a bone deep type of certainty. Because Cas is telling her things that only someone who paid special attention would notice. Heâs telling her things that only someone very, very close to her sonâs heart would know.
Cas will tell her the cliff notes of what theyâve been through; will tell her how the whole world looked to Dean and he rose to the occasion over and over again. Heâll tell her about Deanâs doubts in himself and then vehemently declare them as wrong and explain, at length, why. He will tell her about the people Dean has lovedâ the people who loved him like he was their ownâ and lost. He will tell her about Bobby, Ellen, Jody, Donna, and Charlie. Heâll tell her about Claire, too, and how Dean stepped up.
And the whole time, Mary will have this realization that oh, she may not have been around to guide and protect her sons, but there was always someone there to care for them and support them when they needed it. She will realize that she and John may have left them, but they were never alone.
But more than that, there was someone there for Dean. Someone picking Dean over and over again while Dean picked Sam, or the world, over himself. There was someone fighting for Dean when he wasnât fighting for himself. There was someone who saw Dean, and loved him unconditionally.
Sitting across from her, at the asscrack of dawn, filling her in on all the things she missed was every motherâs dream: someone who loved her child with the kind of devotion that would break the world. And from the sounds of the stories she was being told, it did break the world. Someone whose love is entirely untainted and comes without any strings attached.
Itâs so clear to her as she listens to Cas talk that Cas loves Dean with no expectations. That loving Dean is something he just does, like he doesnât know how not to love Dean, like the possibility of not loving him never occurred to Cas. He loves Dean in a way that Mary knows can and will soothe Deanâs sharp edges and battered heart. He loves Dean in the kind of pure way that tells Mary that it will continue to endure and overcome everything without ever diminishing, even the littlest amount.
Mary, through tears, will tell Cas how she always told Dean that there were angels watching over him. And before Cas can make some comment about Dean being the Righteous Man and the interest of most of Heaven, she will place a hand over his and give him a motherly look that will convey all the things sheâs not sure how to sayâ and the things sheâs not sure Cas is ready to hear yet. And Cas will flush and look away, mumbling about how her son is very special to him.
And when she pulls him into a hug and murmurs thank yous into his shoulder, she will be comforted in the knowledge that her sons turned out to be wonderful men, and that they managed to stay together through everything. She will be comforted to know that no matter what happens, no matter her shortcomings as she tries to fill a role she never meant to leave, Sam will have Dean and Dean will have Cas.
And this time, when Cas tells her that she belongs here, she will believe him. And she will tell him that he belongs here, too.
And when Dean wakes up a few hours later and wanders in to find Mary and Cas still chatting over the table, heâll be surprisedâ but pleasedâ to find Mary looking more at ease. Heâll be pleased when she gives him a warm hug and pats him on the cheek and tell him with all the sincerity that only a mother can muster that sheâs glad that he met Castiel. And when Dean agrees, a little confused, Mary will just smile at him.
âI always said Iâd like a third son.â She says, âso give him a reason to take our last name, wonât you?â
And Dean will splutter and turn fifteen shades of red as he steadfastly doesnât look at Cas but mumbles something that suggests heâs not against the idea at all.
And Mary will laugh again and wink at an equally red Cas before heading towards the kitchen like âCas said waffles are your favorite, so I hope youâre hungry!â
#mary Winchester could have been a good character#and the Mary&Cas friendship couldâve been everything#Mary deserved to learn about her sons from someone who loved them#and she deserved to see how they were never truly alone#like that whole scene I was screaming for Cas to talk to her#Cas helping Mary navigate the stress of situating herself into her boys life couldâve been so powerful#because he had to do that and heâd know#and Dean having cas to keep going to as he tried to cope with his own side of things???#im just saying#this show robbed us of a lot but this is one thing I feel especially bitter to have missed out on#Castiel#dean winchester#mary winchester#spn#supernatural#destiel#deancas
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i miss them a little if im gonna be honest
#mp100#mob psycho 100#kageyama shigeo#kageyama ritsu#hanazawa teruki#tome kurata#tsubomi takane#shou suzuki#deliart#i meant for the image to be like. after the end but i also didnt think about the hairstyle changes. sorry......#also i know i was like shou 100% has dwarf hamsters since he got 2 but u know what i dont care. golden hamster stan for life#im planning on getting one i've been checking out breeders near me so i can get a proper healthy one. there are so many good ones here too#i already am thinking on what color im gonna go for..getting picky even. something like offwhite.. silver pearl.. silver dove.. silver mink#jurys still out on wether im gonna get another female or not#i do love how big ladies get and their intense energy and work ethic. truly the most passionate creatures i've ever come across. inspiring.#but a lazy fluffy guy that just sits around and washes his balls all day does seem easier. less likely to climb my curtains.#i got distracted i love hamsters so much. look at my mop drawing now everyone
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Nothing in the world belongs to me But my love, mine, all mine
#genshin impact#arlecchino#peruere#clervie#ouhhhhhhhh im never gonna be able to emotionally recover from watching that animated short#ever since it came out a couple days ago just thinking of these two makes me feel like my heart is physically being ripped in half#i cant stop thinking about how Clervie was the only person in Arlecchino's life that she truly loved#like dont get me wrong Arlecchino loves her children in her own detached-fucked up way as much as any person with her amount of trauma can#but Clervie meant so much to her that even just her presence alone kept Arle's curse at bay#and it seems that no one other than Clervie herself has ever been able to break this unemotional/detached wall that Arle has put up#and maybe no one else ever will#DONT GET ME WRONG I still fw arle x other female harbingers like that shit is still peak#but oh my god the idea that arle never moved on after clervie's death and will never love anyone the way she loved her makes me want to SOB
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domain expansion
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#yuji itadori#itadori yuuji#fanart#jjk fanart#jjk spoilers#jjk manga spoilers#jjk leaks#jjk 264#yuuji#help she entered a fugue state and finished a painting in 7 hours again#I still wish with all my heart that wed gotten megumi but HOLDS UP YUUJI THATS MY BOYYYYYYY#god his face is Messed Up i feel so bad#but i do think this is how ill go about drawing the injuries from now on :'>#just a Mess of flesh tones on that boy :((((( maybe shoko can kiss it better#anyway towards the end of drawing this my llsif pilled brain supplied 'domain expansion: happy party train' and i think its a keeper#yuuji if u havent picked a name yet pls consider thank u <3#a train station tho......as much of a vibe as it is i SUFFERED#the high ceilings full of pipework...the parallel lines....thank god i make the rules and dont actually have to detail it all#i love u vague lines that convey Essence Of Room#i think it works !!! i feel like im waiting fr a train n watching time slow around me as the lights stretch#btw the rake brush is SO good fr making lil bits of stretched light like u r squinting . i love it i have fun#anyway enjoy !!! him!!!! we r truly in yuuji kaisen i never Once doubted my boy
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PHONE GUY DESIGN IM LITERALLY SCREAMONG RBEUBQHGWVS
IM GLAD YALL LIKE HOW PHONE GUY LOOKS!! I didnât expect so many to be down bad for him-
#ask reply#GUYS IMMA be honest I wasnât even aiming to make him hot#I just tried to make a pathetic older man#BUT I SHOULD OF KNOWN BETTER.. yall would of went crazy for that BAHA#but fr!! I am happy yall liked his design#I got a lot of nice comments on the post itself saying similar things#also how they think the design fits phone guy#WHICH IS truly all I wanted to achieve that it fit him#SO IM GLADD#weâll see if Iâll draw him again anytime soon!#we now have all the info folks..#we got phone guy phone dude and tape girl looks⊠letâs go đ„đ„
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Bonus round! Do you use a queue tag?
#ive been super curious about this because people seem to have really strong opinions on the queue! so many people seem to HATE it#but i love using the queue! i dont really know exactly why i like it so much- i started using in like... 2016 and its a fundamental part of#my tumblr experience now. i think i started off just using it for offline hours so id hit most my american mutuals (/ for aes posts)#but these days basically everything goes in my queue (cept time sensitive things & like. current hype and original posts-#anything 'normal' posting is in the queue)#idk it feels. nice to me! i like to spread out my posting and not rb 30 things in half an hour and then disappear for the rest of the day#esp since my spaces are so circular- the same post runs on my dash a dozen times minimum. and i get to put it on ur dash a week late!!!#and its so nice to have small interactions with mutuals in incompatible timezones; to open up my notifications in the morning#and go: oh! my friends were here <3#its such a Part of the tumblr experience for me i dont think i could ever truly change now. maybe switch to timed queueing#but my availability changes so much i prefer to just. know i guess#but (i am so sorry for all that) im curious about how other people feel!!!!!! itd be so interesting to hear abt why people do/do not like i#i know some people like the experience of spamming and going. some people think it makes this seem to much like influencing or whatever#everyone has their reasons and i want to know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#nyxtalks#poll#queue#no see answers option because you must fall into one of these
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scenes i loved from Real Enough to Get Me Through by @marriedzukka <333 [ids in alt]
#zukka#zukka fanart#sokka#sokka fanart#zuko#zuko fanart#atla#atla fanart#avatar the last airbender#zukka fic rec#myart#yall. yall. dani. this FIC#first off it made me cry twice. not like 'oh im crying' internet speak no. like. eyes are too blurry to read let me stop this for a sec#it is SO GOOD#your prose? amazing#your insights on grief? life changing#THEM??? THEM their relationship and trust#'zuko looked at him and his world shifted on its axis'#ive been thinking about that line for WEEKS STRAIGHT#i can't tell you how many passages i screenshot just because of how beautiful or cute they were#the moment of seeing the painting of sokka's mom? how did you manage to make it so telling character wise--so sweet so PAINful AND so#cute with their relationship?!!?!#'oh so you think i'm beautiful too'#GOD#i had so many scenes i wanted to draw it was crazy#also#'Our loved ones leave impressions on us that can still impact our decisions and feelings even after they're gone'#fuck. had me crying AGAIN#seriously this fic is so wonderful and not just through a zukka lens. truly life changing you're an AMAZING writer#the fandom is so lucky to have you and i can't Believe it took me so long to get around to reading this masterpiece
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no thoughts just simon roughly undoing your corset at the end of the night. idk how he'd be there without it being seen as improper or whatever or maybe hes your husband but i feel like it'd send me into subspace so quick.. kinda similar to shibari? idk.
The times when he's rough with your stays are few and far between, mostly he unlaces the (newly) double stranded thing with blunt nails that slip against the laces. His own knots so carefully tied keeping you held tight in what may as well be his embrace. His signature is already neatly embroidered on your modesty panel, his words neatly penned in bleeding ink professing all the places his lips would touch. Scandalous delivered before he ever made it to your marriage bed, you might add.
Oh no, Simon is very... deliberate with your stays. Possessive, even. His knot is one you can't undo, one that even he sometimes resorts to pulling between his teeth. It's a security you can't go against, a lock whose only key is held by Simon. He won't even let your maid touch your laces. You sit for him and arch into his touch as he threads one line, then another, and another. His fingers skim your chemise, his breath just barely even. You hang your head to feel his teeth graze the top knob of your spine as he pulls you tight, and takes the first swell of your breath between his fingers.
It's a beautiful thing. A second spine borrowed from your husband's hand. How each crossed thread holds its own knot at the center, how each lace ladders itself to climb up the looping of Simon's signature, his name just barely visible under the knots and laces. No, he doesn't tear at your stays. Swear at them maybe. Tell you he won't tie them so tight next time, a lie. But never tear.
Cut? Well, now that's another thing entirely. And you'd be lying if you said the press of his blade along your spine, slowly carving out your trapped breath, didn't make you squeeze your legs around the hand he'd already buried between them.
#cod x reader#x reader#simon ghost riley#x oc#cod x oc#ghost mw2#simon ghost riley x reader#ghost x reader#simon riley#simon riley x reader#mw2 ghost#ghost cod#oc: goose#im gonna slot this into my edwardian au#EVEN THOUGH I KNOW THE STAYS WERE SHORTER#fashion nerds please dont come for me i know the sins im committing#have we not all sinned for our horniness? am i truly so different from you?#also i just came back from some truly wonderful community theater#which told Edgar Allan Poe's life story#and all the costumes were 1870s victorian style#which is crazy because he dies in 1849
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danyal al ghul memes because i don't think i've done those yet for this au.
(the jason one is in reference to the fanon headcanon/au that Jason and Damian potentially knew each other and interacted while jason was in the league. I've thought about it before in context of this au, but haven't thought about it enough to feel inspired or motivated to make a post exploring the idea)
(diablito means, as you can guess, 'little devil'. while i'm neutral to latino jason, i think the nickname is cute as fuck and was danny's main nickname from Jason. i don't wanna touch that timeline so im not gonna decide how old they were when Jason was there.)
Skulker: i am the ghost zone's greatest hunter! i capture and hunt creatures both rare and dangerous. Danyal: a poacher?? you're a poacher?? you poach animals??Skulker:...i sense i've made a mistake of some kind.
anyways that was the day that Skulker cemented himself as Danny's no.1 opp, and still remains there to this day even if he and Vlad are both viciously fighting for second. Out of everyone in the the AP rogues gallery, Skulker will be the first to be thrown under the bus in terms of 'o shit here comes phantom fucking RUN'.
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#danyal al ghul au#dpxdc memes#danyal al ghul#dpdc#truly the epitome of âi dont faster than the bear i just need to be faster than YOUâ#regardless of when Jason was with the league he *does* know that Danny loved Damian. don't ask me about the timeline because it'll be#*messsyyyy* and i've seen plenty of aus where jason was there while Damian as an infant so i can totally believe this could happen i just#need to do the mental gymnastics for it. not even. baby im faceplanting right into the mat and not getting up#the last meme is a tiktok sound that i found and thought was hilarious. and would also ABSOLUTELY be a story danyal would tell the#family after reuniting and developing a bond with them. damian has no recollection of this but is embarrassed nonetheless#danny spat that story out when he over heard damian claiming he doesn't have any embarrassing stories from the league. danny beat jason#to the punch and in the most deadpan voice said 'i remember you walking into my room. as a toddler. in nothing but a diaper. and picking#a marble up off the floor and holding it out. like the skull of yorick. before putting it as far down your throat as possible. i had to#stick my entire arm down your esophagus to pull it out. and save your life' before walking away#i got the ages wrong in the last image so just assume that danny recently turned seven and damian is like#18 months old#about a year and a half.
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foolishness and all
summary: your boyfriend puts your love to the test when his heart is set on a certain unsightly purchase.
pairing: eddie munson x gn!reader
warnings: jar jar binks. not edited, i was laughing too hard.
wc: 1.8k+
a/n: this is the product of a very insane conversation that occurred in the middle of the night last night with @emmaisgonnacry, @lokis-army-77, and @emma-munson. forever sad we can't get the jar jar watch </3 (but at least emma got the darth maul one!) ((thank you for making me laugh until i cried last night, friends.))
âIf you buy that thing, Iâm breaking up with you.â
âNo, you arenât.â
âYes, I am.âÂ
âIâm getting the watch.âÂ
âAnd Iâm getting a new boyfriend.â
You glare at your boyfriend for several beats of tense silence, narrowing your eyes as if itâll do anything to change his mind. His heart is already set â thereâs no stopping whatâs about to happen.Â
âEdward Munson,â you stress, hand shooting out to hold his wrist, but heâs already whipping it out of your reach, âThat thing is hideous. Weâre shopping for a nice watch for Steveâs wedding, not that.âÂ
âThis thing has a name, sweetheart,â Eddie smiles toothily, tilting his head tauntingly at you, âAnd I think it fits the theme perfectly.âÂ
âIn what fucking world?â
You're whispering harshly now, trying to keep from causing a commotion in the middle of the store and garnering any more unwanted attention. The workers had given you strange enough looks when Eddie had first laid eyes on his prize, his little yelp of excitement seemingly startling them.Â
The less people who witnessed the atrocity on Eddieâs wrist currently, the better.Â
Eddie goes against that wish entirely, holding his wrist high in the air for the entire mall to see at this point, âIn my world. He did say it was meant to be open for interpretation-â
âNot like this.â
âAnd my interpretation is buying this absolutely priceless Jar-Jar Binks watch.âÂ
The thing looks down at you, almost as if itâs laughing at you just as Eddie was right now.Â
Part of you wonders if itâs all a bit â something Eddie noticed set you off, and heâs now making it into an entire catastrophic situation solely for his own enjoyment at your irritation. But part of you also knows that even if it is a bit, Eddie Munson will commit wholeheartedly to it.Â
It doesnât matter if itâs a joke or not. Heâll be leaving this store as the owner of that watch, and the thought mortifies you.Â
âPlease,â you finally resort to begging, feeling a bit childish as you give a pitiful hop to reach his wrist. Itâs useless. He only stretches higher, shirt riding up to expose that strip of pale skin beneath the fabric. Your eyes catch on it momentarily, but you force yourself to not get distracted, âEddie, baby-â
âNuh uh,â heâs quick to shake his head, taking a full step back from you, âNope. That baby shit isnât working on me this time. Iâm buying it. End of discussion.âÂ
Fine. The sweet talk route didnât work. Thatâs fine.Â
You had more than one weapon in the arsenal.Â
Before he can even think to step any further away, you reach out and hook your finger through one of his belt loops, giving a tug that further exposes the band of his boxers all while forcing him closer to you.Â
Youâre back on your tip-toes, no longer reaching for the watch, but to let your lips barely graze over his as your whispers, âWhat if I ask you not to very, very nicely?âÂ
That has him faltering. Complete hesitation as he takes a deep breath and visible gulp, arm beginning to drop ever so slightly.Â
âI would⊠IâdâŠâ he trails off, clearly losing focus as your lips stay hovering just out of touch, âIâd probably⊠I-â
âProbably not buy it â right, handsome?âÂ
And just as quickly as heâd fallen victim to the game youâd started playing, heâs pulled from it.Â
He leans back as far as he can with your finger still clinging to his pants, scrunching up his nose, âI see what youâre doing. Not fucking fair. Itâs only thirteen dollars, anyway. I bet if Steve was here right now, heâd tell me to get it.âÂ
âHe wouldnât!â you whisper-yell, giving up and pulling back as well, âItâs his wedding, Eddie. He told us to get something nice to fit in with the black tie dress code,â you can see him ready the argument of interpretation once more, and nip it in the bud, âNo amount of interpretation can ever qualify the head of Jar-Jar Binks turned into a watch as something that fits into black tie attire.â
Heâs not convinced. Not of the point youâre trying to make â no, you know he agrees with you and is just being a little shit at this point â but of not buying the watch.Â
âWhat if I just bought it?â he barters, âMaybe I donât wear it to the weddin-â
âThereâs no maybes about it. You canât wear it to the wedding. Youâre one of the groomsmen.â
He lifts his other hand just as the one adorning the eyesore finally drops to be eye level once more, âFine! Fine. I wonât wear it to the wedding, but Iâm still getting it.âÂ
Itâs a compromise. Or as close to a compromise as you and Eddie were going to get to right now.Â
With his wrist finally lowered, you can finally get a proper look at the thing. Itâs Jar-Jarâs head with a band to mimic his skin, no clock in sight until itâs flipped open. The inside might be even worse though. Vivid font curling to spell out Jar-Jar, a light orange background with darker swirls, and the worldâs smallest sliver of a screen to display the digital time.Â
It absolutely blows your mind that anyone thought it was a good marketing idea. But then again, people like your boyfriend exist. He was the intended audience, not you.Â
âItâs not even that cool,â you weakly still try to fight the losing battle, gingerly grabbing for the wrist this time with your free hand. Your finger hasnât left Eddieâs belt loop, now resting comfortably in it, just growing fond of the closeness rather than weaponizing it against him.Â
And maybe as a way of keeping him from running up to the counter to complete the purchase. Maybe.Â
âItâs the coolest fucking thing Iâve ever seen,â he proudly proclaims, right there in the middle of the Radio Shack, never having looked more satisfied with himself, âIt can just be a conversational piece. I promise, I wonât break out the secretly evil little shit-â
âWhat?â
âUnless the occasion actually calls for it.âÂ
âIâm sorry, can we go back to where you just called Jar-Jar secretly evil?â you ask, more perplexed than concerned at this point.
He was getting it. You were hating it. You had bigger wars to win with the man before you at a later date, surely.Â
His grin makes you regret asking, âOh, you havenât heard the theory about Jar-Jar being a Sith lord, have you?âÂ
Your finger slips from his jeans, and your eyes nearly roll out of your head.Â
âGo buy that thing. Iâm waiting in the car.âÂ
âWait, babe, no!âÂ
âNope. Iâm not listening to this.âÂ
You turn from Eddie to walk away, making sure he canât see the corners of your mouth twitching with a smile youâre so desperately fighting, but itâs no use when he grabs onto your elbow to spin you back around.Â
âEddie, Iâm not-â
Youâre interrupted with his lips on yours, an unexpectedly genuine kiss ensuing. The kind that reminds you why youâd ever deal with someone who wants a Jar-Jar Binks watch, the kind that reminds you why the occasional embarrassment Eddie purposefully puts you through in public is all worth it.Â
All the butterflies, all the sweetness, all the tenderness. The way his thumb traces over your skin as his hand stays wrapped around your elbow, the way his other hand comes up to cradle your cheek. You can still taste whatever sour candy heâd bought moments before walking into the store all over his tongue and lips, hiding his last cigarette from hours ago.Â
Itâs a good enough kiss to forget the entire interaction that had just occurred.Â
When he pulls away, youâre a little breathless, all fluttering eyes glazed over as you look up at him, âWhat was that for?âÂ
His smile could melt your entire existence. Turn you right into a puddle of all the love you struggle to contain, just for him.Â
âJust because,â he shrugs, but then he continues on, âAnd for putting up with me. Thank you for that.âÂ
âI donât put up with you,â you say immediately, and mean it.
Even when heâs being insufferable. Even when heâs still wearing the goddamn Jar-Jar Binks watch. You donât put up with him â you love him. Foolishness and all.Â
Your finger returns to his belt loop, and this time, you tug him in for another kiss. Something short and sweet, something just because.Â
âYou know,â he mumbles against your lips, arm wrapping around you so you canât leave him just yet, âThey have a Darth Maul one, tooâŠâÂ
Your hand comes up between the two of you, only a slight struggle, just for you to smack him in the center of his chest, âYou can only have one, Munson.â
âWe could match!â
âI am not wearing that thing.âÂ
He throws his head back and cackles, a certain glee only born of being with the one you feel safest with flooding his features. All those wrinkles in the corners of his crinkled eyes, the stretch of his lips that bring on the appearance of dimples you could bury yourself in if given the chance. A boy made up of stardust and felicity. Your boy made up of every good thing that could have ever existed in this lifetime.Â
Youâd rather bicker over the useless things with him a hundred times over than ever live a life without him.Â
âItâs fine,â he finally sighs dramatically, âIâll just wear the Jar-Jar Binks watch to our wedding one day.â
Our wedding one day.Â
Your heart just about explodes, and the only thing you can do to not choke up is smack him even harder.Â
Our wedding.Â
It has a nice ring to it.Â
âIâm going to fucking kill you,â you tell him instead.
Thereâll be plenty of other moments to talk about that. Now, when he still wears the ugliest watch youâve ever laid eyes on, is not the time.Â
âGotta catch me first,â he teases as he slowly backs away, a twinkle in his eyes that makes you question if he knows how youâd secretly felt about that joke. That makes you question if he and Steve Harrington had really only been shopping for Steveâs rings for the last year.Â
He doesnât even run to the counter, knowing that you wonât be chasing him. Youâre content to stay back and wait. Youâll always wait on him, really.
Even if it meant waiting for the day he wore that goddamn watch on your wedding day, because at the end of it all, youâd probably let him. Youâd even wear the Darth Maul watch to match if he insisted.Â
Youâd let him wear whatever he wants, and youâd wear whatever he insists upon, because at the end of the day, it wouldnât matter â itâd be enough to simply marry the dork that just tripped on his way up on the counter while giggling over a watch on his wrist, and know that heâs yours, forever.
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#holy fucking shit i just love eddie munson so much#i'm actually eddie in this. i want the watch.#ghost's stories#eddie munson#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x you#eddie munson one shot#joking one shots like this with him always end with me turning to mush at the end truly#it just reminds me why i love him#and why i love fandom at times#sorry to make you all have to endure the jar jar binks watch- actually im not sorry i WANT THE WATCH#also forever sad because i couldn't get the original photo i wanted of eddie to match. i wanted the deranged :D photo#just know that's the face he's making this entire one shot
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crows use tools and like to slide down snowy hills. today we saw a goose with a hurt foot who was kept safe by his flock - before taking off, they waited for him to catch up. there are colors only butterflies see. reindeer are matriarchical. cows have best friends and 4 stomachs and like jazz music. i watched a video recently of an octopus making himself a door out of a coconut shell.
i am a little soft, okay. but sometimes i can't talk either. the world is like fractal light to me, and passes through my skin in tendrils. i feel certain small things like a catapult; i skirt around the big things and somehow arrive in crisis without ever realizing i'm in pain.
in 5th grade we read The Curious Incident of the Dog In The Night-time, which is about a young autistic boy. it is how they introduced us to empathy about neurotypes, which was well-timed: around 10 years old was when i started having my life fully ruined by symptoms. people started noticing.
i wonder if birds can tell if another bird is odd. like the phrase odd duck. i have to believe that all odd ducks are still very much loved by the other normal ducks. i have to believe that, or i will cry.
i remember my 5th grade teacher holding the curious incident up, dazzled by the language written by someone who is neurotypical. my teacher said: "sometimes i want to cut open their mind to know exactly how autistics are thinking. it's just so different! they must see the world so strangely!" later, at 22, in my education classes, we were taught to say a person with autism or a person on the spectrum or neurodivergent. i actually personally kind of like person-first language - it implies the other person is trying to protect me from myself. i know they had to teach themselves that pattern of speech, is all, and it shows they're at least trying. and i was a person first, even if i wasn't good at it.
plants learn information. they must encode data somehow, but where would they store it? when you cut open a sapling, you cannot find the how they think - if they "think" at all. they learn, but do not think. i want to paint that process - i think it would be mostly purple and blue.
the book was not about me, it was about a young boy. his life was patterned into a different set of categories. he did not cry about the tag on his shirt. i remember reading it and saying to myself: i am wrong, and broken, but it isn't in this way. something else is wrong with me instead. later, in that same person-first education class, my teacher would bring up the curious incident and mention that it is now widely panned as being inaccurate and stereotypical. she frowned and said we might not know how a person with autism thinks, but it is unlikely to be expressed in that way. this book was written with the best intentions by a special-ed teacher, but there's some debate as to if somebody who was on the spectrum would be even able to write something like this.
we might not understand it, but crows and ravens have developed their own language. this is also true of whales, dolphins, and many other species. i do not know how a crow thinks, but we do know they can problem solve. (is "thinking" equal to "problem solving"? or is "thinking" data processing? data management?) i do not know how my dog thinks, either, but we "talk" all the same - i know what he is asking for, even if he only asks once.
i am not a dolphin or reindeer or a dog in the nighttime, but i am an odd duck. in the ugly duckling, she grows up and comes home and is beautiful and finds her soulmate. all that ugliness she experienced lives in downy feathers inside of her, staining everything a muted grey. she is beautiful eventually, though, so she is loved. they do not want to cut her open to see how she thinks.
a while ago i got into an argument with a classmate about that weird sia music video about autism. my classmate said she thought it was good to raise awareness. i told her they should have just hired someone else to do it. she said it's not fair to an autistic person to expect them to be able to handle that kind of a thing.
today i saw a goose, and he was limping. i want to be loved like a flock loves a wounded creature: the phrase taken under a wing. which is to say i have always known i am not normal. desperate, mewling - i want to be loved beyond words.
loved beyond thinking.
#spilled ink#writeblr#personal#please don't ask me to talk on my experience on the spectrum lol. i hate how ppl talk to me about it#i really try not to write so specifically about it#bc inevitably someone talks to me like im a child#i think this is the first time i've ever openly identified with it but i've been hinting for years#i might delete this. feels big.#the thing is that being on the spectrum actually IS a spectrum#and if u say ur autistic#inevitably someone makes an assumption about ur needs/symptoms#please do not treat me differently than u usually would. like.... we can tell when you do#and like i mention. i do appreciate the effort. i do truly appreciate the effort.#but it still feels like...#when i was blind. sometimes people kind of did the same-ish thing.#they'd find out i was blind and start talking really loudly?#and while i KNOW they're just trying to help. it would be like. i'd be trying to find#the right way into a building (sometimes only 1 door is unlocked and i couldn't see the signs posted about where to go)#and ppl would be like ''OH UR BLIND? YES SO THIS IS A DOOR. IT OPENS INTO THE BUILDING. IT IS LOCKED NOW."#''A DOOR CAN BE FOUND IN MANY LOCATIONS.''#and it feels like. when i admit to being autistic#someone comes screeching into my life being like THIS IS A DOOR.
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welcome back to my accidental newfound journey to redraw every frame from this movie i GUESS
#mcu#xmen movies#xmen first class#erik lehnsherr#magneto#snap sketches#hello chat. i started watching a new miniseries and i decided i needed to draw something while i did so#series was edge of sleep. if Y'CARE. i thought it was solid .... surely gon be thinkin of the endin for a bit me thinks ..#but yeah NATURALLY. since twitter was putting the screenshot on my timeline ANYWAY.#can we tell i just wanted to draw this fuckass pose because TRULY i was not drwaing All That in the background#i can draw planes/machines but thats when i plan(e) to alright im not free styling that after renderin the bloke#unfortunately i couldnt just leave him in the white void so. we Kinda Try round here i guess#anyway next time i draw movieverse it gon be another scene redraw look at that !!!!!!#ive got silly non-redraws in mind too i swear ...... for now i just have shapes and scenes to appreciate#because the shapes of michael fassbender fascinate me in ways i must draw#ok im sleeping now im talkin nonsense !!!! i have a test in the morning </3 the world is so cruel .....#goodnight everyone :]]]]
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I wish there was more annoying lame nerds in the butch/femme community I can't keep up talk about reality tv shows I need to listen to some dyke tell me about some stupid manga they read 15 times
#lesbian#im so sorry lesbians.... i just truly dont care about reality tv shows.....#butch4femme#femme4butch
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