#so hashtag uncool

[i-love-green]

Fuck you people with good teeth genes that don’t have to worry if they’re bright yellow or not even though you brushed them that morning or have the impending doom of knowing that even though you had braces that your back teeth are slowly rotating outwards or dont have to worry if your teeth look pink because you bit down wrong on something and your gums are profusely bleeding

[snekdood]

I think we need more music about ppl expressing how they feel, like if they dont feel like theyre enough, bc rn i think we have too much music of ppl tryna compensate for their inadequate feelings by pretending their ego is bigger than it is

[uwabbittuwabbit]

pecco is like so fantastically uncool. the clunky ass hashtag to celebrate his win. the celebrations themselves with the stupid ass basketball hoop. the fucking RINGS like that are spray painted with tacky gold paint. he's just so cringe it's endearing.

[nitewrighter]

I feel like I'm a feminist enough person to piss the right people off, but I think what really bugs me about Disney hashtag feminist writing is the weird smug marketability of it without actually taking risks. Like okay yeah you're taking a risk by giving Phoebe Waller-Bridge such a major role in as beloved a franchise as Indiana Jones, except not really because you're just capitalizing on Fleabag as a cult success and because Fleabag is a cult success that makes it easy for Disney to handwave away the major drop in appeal because anyone who doesn't like Waller-Bridge's presence in this movie is uncool and unfeminist and not with it. Like you can't say, "She's smug and annoying" because you know you'll immediately be met with, "OH sO a MAN cAn bE sMUg buT a WOMAN caN'T!?11"

[swiftstigmata]

health update! I’m officially on injectable meds. absolute slay for me because the side effects are much less bad, though I did still spend basically all of today asleep on and off lmfao. also they gave me a sharps bin the size of my head because they didn’t have any smaller ones (nhs). ALSO! I finally stopped being in denial and bought a non-disposable vape. the positive of this is it’s so inherently cringe and embarrassing that I can now go days at a time without using it 🫡 they should be advertised as ways to quit because they’re so uncool. anyway I’m still not dying but still hashtag ill hashtag hating my life. I actually wrote harry potter fic in April that’s how bad it is. love you all xox

[roaringup]

Reading people’s remarks about how people who still mask in public are unusually strong or brave or resilient (i.e., overcoming judgment and implicit pressure from others) makes me feel strange. I don’t feel like I am doing some difficult job holding my head up while being judged. In particular I just do not care at all whether people silently think I’m being weird in public, or whether they think I look ugly or uncool.

I’ve been wearing the Blox duckbill N95s a lot because they’re cheap and they fit my face and they’re easier to tolerate on a sensory level. They are bright white and a comical “unflattering” shape. I am out and about in them. So what. I’m a person moving through the world obtaining experiences and goods I want or need, not a decoration introduced into others’ environments for their aesthetic pleasure. I am not actively looking for new sex partners, and usually not for sexual admiration or attention, either. People potentially having weird thoughts about me does not change my material experience for the worse except to the extent that they treat me differently, because I’m not a telepath and can’t hear thoughts. These are not empowered statements reflecting enlightened ideas; they’re just facts.

Hashtag autism stuff I guess: I may be going through life oblivious to subtle nonverbal signs of disapproval that I perhaps would find painful if I were aware of them.

Non-silent judgment or harassment is unpleasant—but I also don’t often get harassed about masking, which I’m sure is a function of my geographical area, general presentation, whiteness, and maleness. I can count the number of weird incidents on one hand. I am grateful for that.

[tsintotwo]

hey just a gentle reminder from one writer to another. please add hashtags to your works that involve rape and sexual assault. yes it suppresses the fic but it's super uncool to just have it out there. people blacklist hashtags for a reason and not adding the appropriate hashtag is cruel to those who have suffered from real life events.

Hi, thank you for this. I never wrote on tumblr or ao3 until, like, two months ago, and I don't read fics either, so I didn't know you were supposed to add the tws as hashtags. Idc about it suppressing fics, I'll do it. Thanks again!

[ask-scroll-and-quill]

Quill you are so HASHTAG uncool. You aren't hip with the kids you... you...

RETIRE ALREADY!!!!! YOU'RE AT THAT OLD AGE NOW!!!!

I'm only in my early thirties, that's far from retirement age.

I don't really care about your opinion.

-🪶

(yeah no i think hes too young for retirement... today a teacher at my school retired and he was 64 so hes like half the age..)

[mastcrmarksman]

@cosmiicheskaya ⸻ "My, my... You really have a knack for starting trouble..." (from Cosmo!)

Being photographed being fling off the building and twitter starting a hashtag about his pants is one thing. That was embarrassing, horrifying, and absolutely could sour his day. There's a lot of things that could sour his day, but the worst thing of all was embarrassing himself in front of psychic, talking dogs. He loved dogs, his best friend was Lucky the dog.

That's the worst, because who could handle seeing judgement in a mutt's eyes? Even more so when they comment on it?

You really have a knock for starting trouble.... Clint's starting to wonder if he can even help it. He's magnet for trouble and he's pretty sure that he doesn't have any metal in his body leftover from one of his thousands of surgeries he's had to have to put his body back together.

Is this gonna be his reputation for life? Probably, he really should be use to this. The Guardians already think he's like the least lamest avenger. Is Cosmo going to tell Lucky that his person is so uncool? He couldn't live with that. ❝ Futz, I... I... you saw that, didn't you?❞

[plinkcat-gif]

you guys i’m literally so fucking upset i’m not on with mutuals anymore. what the fuck.

[namedawesomeog]

hey ignore this if you dont wanna see my feels about Lucifer Season 5B ending

sorry this is gonna be all emotional and shit

I don’t really have a certain feeling about the end of this season other than utter grief and understanding of what Trixie’s going through. I can’t explain the feeling of loosing my father with any coherent thought except for the line she spoke the moment Lucifer couldn’t tell her that Dan was still with them. That’s the resounding thought. Over and over until the echo’s so loud that it fades into the background weaving itself into my every action.

I cannot bear the thought of her going through what I had to. I have no idea what to say about it because it just… I know exactly how she feels. I didn’t get to see my Dad before he died either. I went to school before he woke up and he was gone before school was over. Its not exactly the same, the details are a little different, but I do know what she could be feeling.

There is nothing you can say to someone who has had one of the core pieces of their world ripped from them. I know this. So many more people than me know this, too many more…

It hurts. There’s nothing more to it. It hurts more than can be expressed, and there’s nothing to be done about it except feel that hurt. And yeah, Trixie is a fictional character, but the thought of her hurting that way… It breaks my heart.

I thought I would have more to say. I thought I would be able to explain, to figure out how I feel about the end of this season. There are so many things I enjoyed, there are so many things that made me laugh, but it really did break my heart. I thought that writing this would make me feel better, but I don’t think I will until I see how they Trixie handles what has happened. I don’t have the emotional strength to write out my own ideas about how it might go.

Someday soon, perhaps, I will.

[dumbasscorn]

yesterday there was mold on my mcdonald’s bun.

i almost punched a clown in the face fr

[lavalantula]

toadally rad !!!!

[childe-dni]

I'll try and get something out tonight if I'm not so shattered I fall apart for the night

[ftm-radio]

huh. i just identified part of my internalized fatphobia that kinda contributes to my dysphoria and makes me feel bleh.

basically sometimes I have this subconscious idea that I can't be the cool dudeguy I wanna be... because I'm fat. like when I do feel good and cool and confident and comfortable in my body (which is more frequent these days, hashtag character growth 🥰) there's this little voice in the back of my head saying shit like "if u were leaner u would actually be cool but ur fat so actually u just look stupid <3" or "oh u feel rad and punk and a little gnc? well ur fat so actually u just look like a girl lol if u were skinny you could pull this off but nah <3"

and I mean obviously that's all incorrect. your size and shape have no real bearing on your gender, or how cool you are, or what kind of style or aesthetic you're allowed to have, etc

but I guess there's a bit of a gap between knowing that and actually believing it for yourself. so I've definitely gotta work on bridging that gap. :/

and i dont feel like getting all the way into it right now, but Gee, I Wonder if these misconceptions have anything to do with the fact that fat people are almost always portrayed as comedy relief, as losers, as unattractive, uncool........ in most media it's like fat ppl can't exist without their size being an intrinsic part of their character in a negative or "funny" way so of course that easily gets turned into "I'm fat so nothing else about me matters" while skinnier ppl are actually allowed to have personalities 🙃

[tyhardaway]

Moments in Awkwardness 2022 - Singularity

i was at the new coffee shop in my neighborhood which is more of a restaurant than just a coffee shop and i ordered two o’clock pancakes because hashtag yolo and hashtag FLWYC and it’s not like we’re going to escape this janky toilet fire anyway

when a friendly young woman walked over and smiled and leaned in and said quote i follow you on instagram and your feed is so cool unquote or something like that then walked away smiling

all i could reply was pure awkward gibberish like oh i’m eating pancakes or something one hundred percent on brand for how uncool i will forever be

it was an ironic moment of fate when i was just lamenting how social media has killed nearly everything i value and hold dearly like conversation, art, love, discourse, humor and the like

thank you friendly young woman for resetting the clock on me burning all of it down and skating tf outta here to an eight by eight cabin in the woods like uncle teddy

either this was an AI adjustment in this janky simulation or a real moment of kindness and irl connection that i fumbled like jayson tatum in game six against the team from frisco that i can now comfortably and openly dislike

i am truly sorry i am so awkward open paren or am i? closed paren but, you know… [clicky] this just how it is going to be i suppose

post script for your fyi two o’clock pancakes will lay you out faster than iron mike in his prime because i am starting to not really care anymore