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okay I really hate putting an age indicator on my profiles, but I understand and respect that people have the right to curate their spaces.
so,
I am not older than all 3 of my ults.
I am not younger than all 3 of my ults.
Dec 8, 2002 | June 15, 1999 | Sept 15, 2000
everyone knows it.
katsuki bakugo is shit at romance.
the first time he laid eyes on you β the first day of ua β something in him shifted. probably his heart.
his body instinctively moved to impress you: standing just a little straighter when near you, lingering at your side ( just enough to notice ), pulling off risky new moves when he knew you were watching.
bakugo was rough, explosive. sharp-tongued that never left anyone okay after talking to him, yet he still found himself dialing it back when talking to you, or even just when you were near.
and it was simple: katsuki bakugo, was absolutely, and completely, shit at romance.
that was the problem.
if you didn't make the first move, he wouldn't make the first move. if you didn't comment on it, neither would he.
and if nothing ever happened?
well fuck.
nostalgia bait is much less effective when you have memory problems. "hey its that thing from your childhood, don't you love thing from your childhood?" i wouldnt know </3 i forgor.
We should all seek justice, justice for all.
#RemoveTheWall
I love this, have never seen it with four panelsβ¦
It is worth noting that not all problems are 100% socially constructed, and therefore this conception of justice is not always an option. For example, you can strive to reduce disability stigma, and you can give the disabled better healthcare, but people with incurable denegenerative diseases who experience chronic pain and deteriorating health are still going to experience unfair suffering, and the only way to truly fully "remove the cause of the inequality" is to literally invent a miracle cure. I'm reminded of that post talking about how X-Men is the perfect metaphor for leftist infighting, like that scene from the movie (was it X2? X3?) where Storm says "we don't need a cure; there's nothing wrong with us" to Rogue, the girl who literally can't touch people without killing them.
Which is to say, I'm concerned people will look at this graphic and leave with the takeaway that pursuing equity is a waste of time, and the only thing that really matters is eradicating the root cause. Because as important as it is to, for example, fund scientific research to find a cure chronic fatigue syndrome, it is just as important, perhaps more important, to make sure that, until such time as we are able to discover that cure, we ensure people with chronic fatigue syndrome are getting as much support as it is possible to give them now. My point is, it's not a matter of equity vs. justice. Pursuing justice is not better and more ethical than pursuing equity. We need to work towards solving the root problem, but that can take a really long time, time people who are suffering don't necessarily have, so we also need to improve quality of life for people who can't afford to wait that long. We need equity AND justice. We need to strive for BOTH.
"i know this show was made for children but i enjoy it too." > awesome and cool. watch whatever you want forever.
"i know it LOOKS like it was made for children but its SECRETLY for us. calling it a kids show is an insult cause kids could never understand these THEMES and EMOTIONS. we're the TRUE fans." > i dont think i trust your opinions. you seem lame as fuck.
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"love doesn't always arrive with grand gestures. Sometimes it comes tucked inside a box, hidden between you're favourite snacks and a handwritten note that simply says, "I'm here"
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You didn't notice the front door opening, you were curled up beneath your duvet, the room lit only by the soft glow of your bedside lamp. The book in your lap hadn't been read in over half an hour, your thoughts spiralling around, wandering too far away for you to focus on the words.
The past few weeks had been difficult, some mornings, the simple task of getting out of bed felt impossible. Other days, simply answering a text felt like it was draining every ounce of energy you had.
You hadn't told Jongho everything. you didn't have to. He noticed the little things. The way your smile lingered a little less, the untouched mugs of tea scattered around the apartment. The cancelled plans.
The quiet apologises you whispered for things that never needed apologising for.
A gentle knock sounded on your bedroom door. "can I come in?"
You smiled to yourself faintly, "always"
the door opened slowly, jongho stepped inside carrying a large woven basket with both hands. It looked surprisingly heavy. "what...is that?"
He smiled softly, a small shy smile that always seemed reserved just for you. "I made you something"
he carefully set the basket on the bed between you. A cream coloured blanket peeked over the edge, alongside neatly arranged little packages tied with ribbons.
you blinked. "...you made me a hamper?"
he rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly looking a little embarrassed. "I wasn't sure what would help"
your chest tightened, almost aching in a way. "so... I thought maybe id rather gather a few things that make difficult days a little softer."
You looked down into the basket, your favourite herbal tea, hot chocolate sachets, a candle that smelled like vanilla and rain, a fluffy pair of socks. and a tiny plug penguin that made you laugh the moment you picked it up. "you named him yet?" jongho asked.
"you already named him didnt you?"
"...maybe"
you smiled, "his name is ddori"
"I knew it"
beneath the plush sat your favourite chocolate, a colouring book you'd mentioned months ago, new pencils, lip balm, tissues wrapped with a tiny ribbon, and a handwritten playlist card filled with songs he thought might feel comforting.
tucked between everything was a sealed envelope. "for when today feels especially hard" jongho said softly.
you're fingers trembled as you opened it, inside was a folded letter written in his familiar handwriting.
Hi, love.
If you're reading this, today probably feels heavier than you'd like.
I know I can't take those feelings away.
If I could, I would.
But until the heavy days become lighter, id like to carry a little of the weight with you.
Drink some water if you can.
Eat something small, even if it's only one bite.
Wrap yourself in the blanket.
Hug Ddori for me.
And remember that needing rest doesn't mean you've failed.
I'm proud of you for making it this far.
ill always be proud of you.
Love,
Jongho.
By the time you reached the end, tears blurred the words. "im sorry" you whispered. He frowned. "What for?"
"for crying" Jongho gently took the letter from your hands before carefully folding it again. "I didn't make this to make you cry"
"I know"
"I made it because I wanted you to have reminders of things that are easy to forget when your mind is being unkind"
He reached into the basket one last time. "oh"
"I almost forgot"
He pulled out a small glass jar, inside were dozens of tiny folded pieces of pastel coloured paper. You looked at him with curiosity. "what's this?"
he smiled. "Open one"
You unfolded the first note.
"you remembered to wake up today"
another.
"I'm proud of you"
another.
"lets order your favourite food tonight:
another.
"this feeling won't last forever"
another.
"come find me. ill make tea"
Your vision blurred again, tears falling down your cheeks. ""there are...so many"
he simply nodded. "one for every day I thought you might need a reminder"
you couldn't stop crying now, not because you felt broken but because someone had loved you so carefully. "so much of this" you whispered. "must have taken forever"
"it did"
"you made all of it?"
"I wanted every part of it to remind you that someone was thinking about you"
You reached for him without another word. Jongho immediately wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as though it were the most natural thing in the world. No rushing, no fixing. Just steady warmth.
"I wish I could make everything easier" he murmured into your hair.
"you already do"
he smiled softly, his hands rubbing against your skin gently. "I can't promise every day will be easy"
"I know"
"but I can promise you'll never have to face the hard ones wondering whether you're loved"
you held him a little tighter, outside the evening sky slowly darkened. Inside your bedroom, surrounded by tea, blankets, handwritten notes, and tiny reminders of hope. something shifted.
The difficult thoughts hadn't disappeared, but they no longer felt like they filled the entire room. Because wherever your eyes landed.
The blanket. The plush penguin. The jar of folded notes. The letter tucked safely back into its envelope. There was the same quiet message woven into each gift.
You are loved.
You are cared for. And you never have to carry everything alone.
legit the best advice i can give you: feed your friends
any time someone is in any kind of crisis or upheaval, offer to feed them. tell them they don't have to choose what it is if they can't make decisions, just ask about allergies and preferences and tell them you're just gonna make food happen at their house.
friend having a baby? delivery gift certificate to order food to the hospital after the kid shows up.
someone's relative passes away? offer to make them dinner.
buddy gets laid off? ask if you can order them lunch.
pal stuck in a depressive episode? offer to drive them to fucking mcdonalds, if that's what they want.
people in crisis are tired and sad and angry and the last thing most of them are doing is thinking about feeding themselves. so if you have the ability or time or money, providing that is always, always a good move.
legit i do this all the time, and it is 100% always appreciated. i have taught all my friends that when something happens, we feed each other. it makes people feel extremely cared for, and I cannot recommend it enough.
Right after I reblogged this I found out a friendsβ mom was hospitalized β this is such a good reminder
If you can, provide disposable plates/utensils and save them from doing dishes β when my husband was diagnosed with cancer, bulk paper products were our most appreciated gift
everyone who is not currently in the process of moving please pause and take a moment to be grateful that you're not currently in the process of moving
Why is there a diarrhea parasite outbreak in America?
Because Donald Trump and his Republican allies cut funding to disease prevention and control.
Why is measles back in America?
Because Donald Trump and his Republican allies, including RFK Jr, cut vaccine and measles prevention funding and programs.
Why is the New World Screwworm infecting cattle in Texas, when it had previously been eliminated from the area?
Because Donald Trump and his Republican allies, including Elon Musk, cut USAID funding, which in part worked to monitor and prevent screwworm outbreaks.
Why was there a flu outbreak in our armed forces?
Because Donald Trump and his Republican allies, including Pete Hegseth, cut vaccination requirements for our armed forces, putting all of them at risk alongside our military readiness.
What contributed to the Covid outbreak?
Donald Trump and his Republican allies cut funding to a pandemic prevention program in his first term because Barack Obama had created it.
βAmerica firstβ sends its regards. Trump voters, please learn your lesson. And if you donβt, itβll be taught to you again with yet another diarrhea outbreak.
Please give credit to Matthew Cortland, the disabled lawyer and activist whose work is reflected in that last screenshot. They work hard on documenting what Trump and his cronies have been doing & they deserve credit.
it must be so freeing to be as stupid as a ceo. not a single thought echoing through that hollowed out skull. you get paid more money in 20 minutes than a handful of small countries make in a year combined to say the biggest number you can think of and if your company doesnβt hit that number you get to fire all of them
we want to entertain one billion people a day and to achieve that goal weβre going to fire every single game developer weβve ever hired πππ
I like the wording of PCGamer
https://www.pcgamer.com/gaming-industry/xboxs-ceo-wants-its-games-to-cater-to-more-than-a-billion-people-each-day-or-24-times-more-than-the-peak-population-of-steam-which-is-delusional/
Apparently some people still need to hear this so: using an 'ai checker' is still using ai. If you are feeding someone's fic to one of these checkers, you will still not be sure their fic is ai because they are not 100% accurate, but you can be 100% sure that you are using ai. For fic. Furthermore you are doing the work of an ai scraper for them. You are, personally, feeding the machine. There is no actual excuse for using an ai checker on fanfic as a hobby. YOU are the problem.
If you think a fic is ai, mute it and move on. That's it. That's all you do.
Um. Yikes
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Oh easy mistake. Yearning actually rises from the floor and longing hangs from the ceiling
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sorry I love this painfully mid media so much I could throw up
31 hours deep into the insomniacβs gambit and i tried to microwave a popsicle
31 hours deep into the insomniacβs gambit and i posted on the wrong blog again
humans should be able to do a special Ultra Sleep after major life accomplishments where you're just out for like 32 hours or something and then you wake up fully refreshed in every way
Idk what kind of sleep marathons you're all having in the notes but when I sleep for 12+ hours I feel like shit afterwards.
it's been months and I'm still baffled by how this one-sentence post keeps getting so many responses that go "this exists except without the last part of the sentence"
there should be a tumblr without piss poor reading comprehension
we already have that except with piss poor reading comprehension, which i assume is like an extraneous detail rather than a major part of the point you're making
You are allowed to find things hot in theory while also never wanting to actually do them in real life btw. You can get off on whatever wild shit in your imagination and still prefer to be very vanilla in real life. Or not want to have sex at all in real life. You don't owe the universe anything in exchange for your dirty mind.
