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lskamil27 · 1 year ago
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Misc. Doodle & Chart I posted on Twitter
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the-empress-7 · 9 months ago
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I might be reaching but I can’t help but notice her hands. She is copying Catherine’s everyday stance. The hands together jn front of the tummy. Meghan has her trex stance. Combine that with the hair and she is trying hard to be Catherine imo. Part of the royal rebrand ig.
You are not reaching. She is absolutely copying Catherine's mannerisms. Minus the non-stop claws on Harry.
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sidhikulkarni · 8 months ago
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Unveiling the Marvels of Online Action Figures and Collectibles: From Superheroes to Prehistoric Wonders\
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In the vast realm of online shopping, the universe of action figures and collectibles awaits enthusiasts with open arms. Whether you're a seasoned collector or just diving into the world of superhero memorabilia, the internet offers an abundance of options to fuel your passion. Let's embark on a journey through the digital aisles and discover some captivating pieces that might just find their way into your collection.
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gremlin-bug · 2 years ago
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Autistic Dustin Henderson Headcannons
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(Sorry if these have a weird layout I’m on mobile bc my laptop broke)
Dustin was diagnosed really young ,around 4 to 5 ,because he had quite a few developmental delays .
He doesn’t get overwhelmed by noise that much other than when he’s about to have a meltdown.
His main triggers for meltdowns are smells and bright lights.
KEEP THIS BOY OUT OF THE HEAT!! he will absolutely loose his mind if everything isn’t the right temperature!
His special interests are D&D (obviously) , comic books, and technology.
Is the reason why the party started using walkie-talkies, because it only started as a way to let his friends know when he was about to have a meltdown and wasn’t at home.
ABSOLUTELY LOVED MEWS!! his mom got him the cat for his 6th birthday because he related alot to the behaviors of cats.
Speaking of mews, he absolutely loved it when mews would lay on his chest when he is about to have a meltdown. It calms him down.
Stands with the TREX HANDS!! he loved to call them his T. rex stance but his mom called it his “hamster pose”
Has a matching pair of sunglasses with Eddie and Steve that he uses when lights are too bright
ECHOLALIA KING!! His main stims are verbal! His main ones are copied from shows, comics, and movies.
Not big with chewlery but he uses it occasionally
Stims are mimicking, hand flapping, jumping up and down , clapping, and sometimes playing with his hair.
Was so excited when he met Eddie because he finally had another autistic friend who’s special interest was also D&D.
He learned to talk later than other babies and didn’t talk until he met the party but he hasn’t shut the fuck up sense.
This kid has a plethora of stim toys and weighted blankets! His mom doesn’t know what all helps so she just got everything!
His mom doesn’t see him any different than the neurotypical members of the party he just has Humore needs than the other kids
Is autistic AND adhd and no one can tell me otherwise!!
HATES physical contact and only allows certain people to touch him.
Tried to paint his nails to be like Eddie but had his mom help him remove it because it was too heavy.
This is fr one of my favorite headcannons and I will be using these for drawing ideas.
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savefrog · 2 years ago
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That last post is so funny. Besides the whole "GIVING TREX FEATHERS IS LITERALLY GAY. ITS LGBTS RUINING EVERYTHING"
I especially love the "DO YOU NEED TO SEE T REX SHIT TO FEEL SAFE" as though shitting was part of the evil lgbt leftist agenda?? Shitting and pooping propoganda???
But. The irony of them acknowledging T Rex did all these things but depicting it as anything but a brainless death monster is "to make you feel safe" when it's so obvious that they're the one who feels discomforted by not being catered too and is wanting the safe unchallenging depiction back is both so stupid yet unsurprising
And you know what. MY NEW HOT TAKE: MAYBE T REX IS GAY. (Metaphorically)
This is not dead serious but. I have thoughts. Here's my essay based on the gutfelt comradery I feel toward t Rex: Every accusation from the conservative right to anyone/thing being outwardly LGBT is filled with mentions of Safe Spaces and catering and the softening of society. But they're the ones who are deeply uncomfortable, not ok handling their worldview being challenged and wanting to make the world their "Safe Space" by asking people to conform when it's not their damn fucking business (but anyone else existing is "shoving it down their throats). They think they're rebels just because they're being assholes and facing the repercussions.
In reality it's LGBT people who are the ones being rebellious, who are tough as shit for not conforming and being themselves and challenging society. Just because society is becoming more accepting doesn't mean it's easy at all. And science supports LGBT people.
Depicting T rex with feathers is something that CHALLENGES people. It took a long time for it to even reach the public and even now it is scoffed at for shallow reasons. Even with science supporting feathers on dinosaurs (SCIENCE NOTE: It's still unlikely adult T rex was feathered, but likely young t rex was. But the rejection I'm talking about isn't "T rex would've overheated and we only have evidence of its predescors having feathers not first hand evidence-" im talking about the "ITS NOT JURASSIC PARK" kind of rejection) people won't accept it to the point that it took this long for the Jurassic World series to acknowledge it (ANOTHER NOTE: We actually knew velociraptor likely had feathers by the time the movie was made.)
And similarly, depicting T rex as an actual living animal that cared for its young and slept and probably didn't Roar and probably spent most of its time chilling out like most large predators do is CHALLENGING. This is the "rebellious stance" in mainstream media because it challenges the decades old view of dinosaurs as defunct slow lizards that were replaced by something "better". (Theres even something to be said about how Christian Creationist viewpoints drove this thinking) People FLIP when T rex doesn't match what THEY think it should be. They selfishly want a cool movie monster and don't consider that a living animal exists outside of what humans WANT it to be.
Both T rex and LGBT people are called soft and weak just for being true to themselves, when doing so is actually an active battle.
They both have science on their side, and yet people insist it is wrong simply because it doesn't match what THEY feel. They blame realistic depictions (of lgbt couples, youth or just dinosaurs not killing something) for being Too Soft as though we must be ready to KILL at ALL TIMES. (GIVE T REX GUNS) Both are easier for mainstream people to consume when they're exaggerated for show, but when it comes to real life, people are once again uncomfortable with what they aren't used to.
And that side has recently lost in a way. People eventually learn. The scale has gone to the other side in support of LGBT people, and feathers on dinosaurs. But this has created the illusion that these are now just status quo and to oppose them is rebellion, when historically that is not true and historically you are just adhering to inflexibility; their mindset didn't change, but much of society did learn and grow.
And the absurdity of just being true to life and science being "The Rebellious Side" feels so absurd.
And the ignorant only take pride in rebellion when it supports their shortsightedness.
Whereas the rebellion of being gay, trans and believing dinosaurs had feathers is a rebellion based on open-mindedness and learning new things.
Anyway that's my really stupid essay on why I feel a connection to T rex and why its a potential LGBT symbol. Also I want the gays to claim T rex en masse to make that Facebook guy mad.
Also t rex was gay and trans. It's called T rex for fucks sake !!!!! he's trans masc I saw him wearing novelty button up shirts.
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id0l-atry · 5 years ago
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captainmintyfresh · 8 years ago
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“I think you missed your calling.” minty pls. :-)
Hey!!
Here you go. here’s a little thing set on unity day in season 1. Hope you like it :)
Monty looked acrossthe crowd of delinquents with an easy grin. Jasper had disappearedoff god knows where but judging by the looks of it Clarke and a fewothers were with him so he found himself able to not worry, too much.
He tipped back fromthe log he was sitting on, sloshing the moonshine in his makeshifttin cup as he did. His eyes slipped across the sky. It was sodifferent from the ground, The moon so much smaller from all the waydown here but no less beautiful, the stars glittered, silver dots inthe sky that blinked and told stories from their shapes. Montypointed a finger up, tracing a set of stars that looked like a hook.
His parents were upthere. He wondered if they had taken to looking out the large windowson the bridge of the ark and thinking of him. Staring at the earthfar bellow and wondering what he was doing.
The crowd roared assomeone won another round of some drinking game and Monty grinnedbrightly, turning his head to look at the group of cheeringteenagers. There were little scatterings of them all around, eventhose on guard seemed to have a cup of moonshine in hand, theirsmiles easier than they had been for days. It made Monty’s chestlighter, made the constant fear of the grounders ease somewhat. Eversince raven had turned up he had begun feeling a bit useless. Notthat he wasn’t smart, he knew he was, but Raven was on another level.He’d worked for over a week, trying desperately to make a radio thenRaven showed, in a pod she’d rebuilt herself, and made a workingradio in next to no time.
He hadn’t likedfeeling useless, maybe he wasn’t helping in the same way any more,Clarke wasn’t turning to him when she needed help, but that was okaybecause he was still helping. Giving everyone a brilliant, drunkfirst unity day on earth.
“Monty, Montyyy.”A voice slurred. Monty jerked up, head spinning as he did. Heblinked, peering over the flames to see Miller stumbling towards him.
“Miller, you okay?”Monty asked slowly. Miller grinned coming to a stop next to him thenflopping down like his legs had given out.
“Please tell methere’s more to drink.” Miller said, holding out his mug in cuppedhands like Oliver twist begging for more. Monty laughed.
“There may be alittleeee bit more.” Monty said. “S'in my tent.” He quicklydowned the rest of the moonshine in his own mug, grimacing at theharsh taste. “Come on.” Monty croaked, standing up, swaying onlyslightly before he made his way over to his tent. Miller followeddutifully behind him
The tent was small,but the fact they got one at all was good. A fair amount of peoplestill slept in the dropship or, the braver ones, scattered around bythe fire. The few things they had were strung around the room. Whichwas simply a spare jacket and a couple of new orange blankets. Montyflopped down onto his side of the tent. Grabbing for the large jug ofmoonshine. Miller once again flopped down and held out his cup.
Monty had expectedthem to leave the second he had re filled their cups with his hiddenmoonshine. He and Miller had known each other for almost a year, inthe skybox they had usually passed each other without as much as alook. Monty was a stoner from Agro, Miller a thief from Alpha, itdidn’t make much sense for them to talk. On the ground they hadspoken more but still not an awful lot. Monty knew he did likeMiller, he was sarcastic, gruff, and, judging by the amount of timeshe had mentioned finding a beach to go surfing, a bit of a dork. Theyhad an easy relationship, friendly acquaintances. But not exactlyclose enough to spend the night sitting in Monty’s tent. At leastMonty hadn’t thought they were.
“We can’t leaveuntil we’ve drunk it all.”
“What?”
“Lock in Monty. Bestdrink up.” Miller said, chugging his moonshine. He stopped with aharsh gasp. “You know. This doesn’t taste good.”
“I’m still workingon the recipe.” Monty said, gulping his own down. “Drink it fast,tastes better.”
“Monty Green.”
“That’s my name.”
“No it’s a game.”
“No, I’m pretty sureit’s my name.” Monty said, Miller licked his lips, chuckling,waving a hand between them.
“The name game. So Isay Monty green, then you have to say a name beginning with the firstletter of the last name.”
“oh..okay…GlassSorenson.” Monty said after a moment.
“Sterling…uh..what’shis last name?”
“I…have no idea.”Monty said thoughtfully. Downing more of the harsh liquid, it burnthis throat on the way down.
In no time at all thetwo were lying across the tent, heads poking out from the flap,muttering peoples names and pointing, trying to figure out who theyactually knew full names for. Miller still refused to let themactually leave, but apparently a head poked through the door wasokay.
“Alright, is itweird I know hardly anyone’s first names?” Miller asked eventually.Monty snorted.
“I know what youmean.” Monty said, staring at Monroe with intensity she seemed tonotice, she turned, raising an eyebrow when she saw the two of thempeeping out of the tent. Monty racked his brain trying to think ofwhat her first name was, or was her first name Monroe? Monty openedhis mouth, ready to ask her name only to find himself being yankedback into the tent by Miller.
“Do you think shesaw us?” Miller whispered.
“No?” Monty lied.Miller sighed in relief.
“She might steal ourbooze.”
“Do you know hername?”
“Monroe.”
“Monroe what? Orwhat Monroe?”
“I think it’s whatMonroe. But I don’t know what the what is.” Miller said wisely.Monty took a moment to wrap his head around the sentence.
“Why does everyonego by their surname, should I start going by Green?” Monty asked.
“No, you’re Monty.”Miller said, patting Monty on the arm before reaching for the alcoholto refill their cups. Monty watched Miller in the dim light of thetent.
“I don’t know yourfirst name.” Monty realised. Miller paused in his pouring of thedrinks, looking up to Monty wounded.
“You don’t?” Montyshook his head and Miller frowned, his brow pinched. Suddenly hejerked a hand out, stabbing Monty in the chest with his finger tips,spilling some moonshine onto one of the blankets. He kept the handthere, fingers pressed against Monty’s breast, hand ready to shake.“I’m Nathan, I prefer Nate though.” Miller said, Monty raised hisown hand slowly, shuffling back so he could actually take Millerswithout ending up looking like a trex. His hand was warm, calloused.Monty shook it hard, millers grip tight. A smile on his face.
“Hello Nate. I’mGreen.” Monty said, Miller snorted, dropping Monty’s arm andshoving him playfully.
“Alright, we need anew drinking game. I’m starting to need a piss and we’re still onlock down.”
“Just go pee andthen come straight back.”
“But we can’tleave.”
“but will you reallyhave left, I mean, surely we can stay within the tent floor, but thetent floor is just the ground and the ground is everywhere.”
“That…Is smart.”Miller decided. “I’ll be right back.” Miller scrambled out of thetent, leaving Monty feeling warm, his limbs loose and an easy smileon his face. It had been a long time since he felt this at ease onthe ground, probably not since the first day, traipsing through theforest with Clarke and the others, before Octavia had been attackedby a giant river snake, or Jasper had been speared through the chest.
When Miller came back,Monty suggested they play rock paper scissor and whoever looses eachround has to take a drink. The first three times they both releasedat different times, leaving the other one calling cheater. FinallyMiller took Monty’s wrist gentle.
“no. It’s, rock,paper, scissors, release.” Miller explained, dipping Monty’s handup and down as he said the little mantra. “you got it?”
“Got it.” Montyagreed. Miller smiled, dropping  his arm and returning to his ‘gamestance’ which was him slightly hunched over and looking far tooexcited for someone playing a simple game of rock paper scissors,Monty found it somewhat adorable and definitely felt he was rightabout thinking Miller was a little bit of a dork.
“Okay. Okay. Letsgo.” Miller said. “rock paper scissors.” The two bobbed theirhands and then released, eyes wide as they took in what the otherdid. He did Scissors, Monty did rock. A grin broke across Monty’sface, a whoop sounding as he pumped his fist.
“Drink up Nate.”Monty said. Miller did as he was told, a fond smile on his face, hiseyes soft.
“Again.” Millercroaked after downing a good portion of the liquid. And so they keptgoing. Hands bobbing up and down, release, cheer, watch Miller drink,repeat. After a good 9 games Monty had yet to drink. He laughed asMiller took a delicate sip of his drink, apparently unable to take alarger chug again so quickly.
“Jesus Monty.”Miller mumbled. “I think you missed your calling.”
“As what? Aprofessional Nathan’s liver murderer?” Monty said.
“Nah, as aprofessional rock paper scissorsonist.” Miller said.
“Ahh yes, a reveredjob on the ark and earth alike.” Monty hummed with a thoughtfulnod. Miller let out an undignified snort, head bowing forwards as helaughed heartily the sound filling up the tent and making a brightgrin stretch across Monty’s face.
“Alright, alrightnew game.” Miller said after a moment. “Drink when I say drink.”
“That’s not a ga-”
“Drink!” Millerordered. Lifting his cup to his lips, Monty fumbled to follow hislead. Swallowing a large mouthful of the liquid, he barely felt theburn of it any more, his mouth a happy numb. Monty let his cup fallback to his side, opening his mouth to talk. “Drink!” Miller saidagain, Monty once again complied.
It turned out to be astrangely funny game. At first miller had been saying drink as oftenas he could,He  could barely get through saying the word withoutgiggling, leaving the two breathless with laughter as they barelyremoved their cups from their lips only for Miller to be whispering“drink” again. Then he had stopped, the two trying not to gag onthe sudden bout of alcohol poured into their system and startedtalking, Monty talked about Agro, he told Miller about how he andJasper got arrested. Miller spoke about stealing from Kane’s office,about times hanging out with Clarke and Wells in class, and thenmeeting Bellamy when he was on guard training. Every so often hewould interrupted either himself or Monty with a quiet “drink.”and they would.
Eventually he foundhimself curled into his blanket, lying on his side, eyes on Millerwho lay next to him. Their eyes seemed to never leave one another asthey spoke in whispers. Smiles on their faces, bodies warm.
“Don’t think I canmake it to my tent.” Miller breathed much later. His breath ghostedacross Monty’s face as he talked.
“Can stay.” Montymumbled, blinking sleepily.
“Yeah?” Millerasked, Monty smiled giving a tired nod, shifting to pillow his armsbeneath his head and closing his eyes, he heard Miller shiftslightly, his foot hooking around Monty’s ankle. He listened toMillers quiet breathing, the dwindling sounds of drinking throughoutthe camp.
“Goodnight Nate.”Monty murmured.
“Goodnight Monty.”Miller replied quietly. Monty lips quirked in a smile, his body warmand sleepy. “Drink.” Miller whispered, the two dissolved intogiggles.
Monty could safelysay, it was a perfect first unity day on the ground….at least untilhe found out about the reinforcements from the ark crash landing.
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