#youre my only hope

[vancruejovi]

Guys I wanna do some art study sketches but my brain is melted at the minute and I’ve forgotten every person I’ve even known ever. Any suggestions for people/characters to draw? 😭

[bubbles-on-the-tide-of-empire]

This fucked up painting is haunted (?) and following me.

So. About four years ago I worked in a thrift shop on the east coast of the United States. This painting was donated to that store. I specifically remember it because of 1. The glued on googly eyes and 2. my coworker and I discussing what Horror they were staring at.

This week, I walked into my local thrift store and found it. Again. This would be less weird if I had not moved 2,500 miles in the meantime.

I bought it. Haunted or not it obviously yearns for me tragically and I am not one to deny the universe. If you have any info at all about this fucked up painting or what could be following me, please advise <3

Facts so far:

It is hand painted, not a print.

The google eyes are glued on, not painted.

There is a signature on the bottom right that appears to say "L Kollinks "93"

Searching through google lens suggest this is a copy of an oil painting by Karl Huber, a German artist who was born in 1928 and died in 2009.

-the original Karl Huber painting

[much-ado-about-whomst]

Underground by Cody Fry is a ETN Securitywaiter song.

- ETN Securitywaiter anon

Anon, I'm not quite seeing your vision.

I had to listen to the song a few times (I've never heard it before) and its such a fun song. I love it.

And I'm def getting some vibs but I'm not seeing what you see

[lozeyart]

Hey this is a bit of an odd ask but does anyone have a bootleg recording of the 2022-2023 national tour of the Legally Blonde musical? I would love to get my hands on it if at all possible!

[protectionsquad24601]

And where is the 'young soldiers in the US Navy in the 1950s' au?? Because

[everhaunting]

I started late but I wanna max out. Boop a girl out? Help me reach maximum boopocity.

[the-goblin-babe]

Guys I need help I'm trying to find my favourite kotor 2 fanfic and I don't remember what it's called and I can't find it 😭

So I think it's a one shot and I think it was on AO3, its Atton/Exile smut but it's smut with feeling. It's after the fight with kreia on malachor, atton has a robot hand after the fight with sion and is struggling to use it. He like breaks a glass with it accidentally I think then cries? He's really struggling over all and the exile comforts him then they fuck in the cockpit.

It's driving me crazy not being able to find it, please help

[marxstradamus]

*spock voice* Keptin, we're reaching levels of executive dysfunction that shouldn't be possible. It defies all logic.

[pygmeys]

fruits and veggies save me... ..

[sophaeros]

panadol isnt kicking in so the only thing that can cure my cramps is arctic monkeys videos

[inflagrante-delicatessen]

save me hot compress

hot compress save me

[wewontbesleeping]

the weirdest fucking thing to me is how men will be like "it's so hard being a man. no one cares that i'm sad. the loneliness we experience could NEVER be understood by a woman" and then also be like "btw i never talk to my friends and i don't know their names and i love hanging out with men because they don't talk about their stupid emotions all the time. women could never understand a bond like this." like ???

[ruporas]

dragon meat, you, and me

[basofy]

tw upsetting topic

[giantkillerjack]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

[plain-text version of this post can be found under the cut]

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

Plain-text version:

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

P.S. Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[the-raindeer-king]

Honestly, you should've known better. Soap was never one to take a joke and drop it, and joke like this? You should've know he'd take it and run with it. You just never thought it'd go this far.

Someone had brought cupcakes, the kind that come with those gaudy plastic rings meant for little kids. You and Soap had ended up with the same ring on top of your cupcakes.

"Oh, hey. They're the same. Guess we're married now."

It was a joke. Something you had laughed off, before ducking out of the break room, missing the way Soap's eyes followed you. Missing the way he stared at you, something dark and hungry in those baby blues.

The next morning, Soap's waiting at your desk with flowers and a coffee. He gives you a bright smile, watching you as you take the flowers with a smile.

"Oh, my favorite! How'd you know?"

"I know all yer favorites. Part of bein' a good husband, aye?"

That makes you pause, coffee halfway to your lips. Husband? It takes you a second to realize he's referring to the joke you made yesterday, and you give him a sheepish smile, shaking your head.

"Johnny, that was a joke. I wasn't -"

"I've got to go. But I'll get ye later. Make a proper wife of ye before the day's over," he promises, leaning down to kiss your cheek.

You don't even have a chance to argue. And when he shows up with Ghost at the end of the day, all you can think to ask is why Ghost is there.

"Johnny said you needed a witness," is Ghost's reply.