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[owivizzle-deactivated20190829]

God I really wish carrying stuffed animals around with you was socially acceptable

[mitch-that-bitch]

I don’t mean to take over a post, but I actually did a project on this for my sociology of deviance class in college!

I carried a large stuffed rabbit whenever I went in public for about a week to observe the reaction of others. The point of the project was to do something harmless yet unusual to see if the action would be considered deviant, in which case someone had to try to correct or shame the behavior.

Long story short, nobody tried to correct my behavior. I was asked about it casually, had a few lingering stares thrown my way and when I was with my boyfriend, shop employees would direct questions to him instead of me. However, nobody refused to assist me when I was alone in a store, nobody said anything about the rabbit besides “oh, thats a cute bunny!” and I attended college classes without even a teacher questioning it.

In conclusion, it is socially acceptable to carry a stuffed animal, its just not a societal norm. ^^

[nerdgasrnz]

#for followers with a big anxiety or self hate problem #bring a friend with you (via @kingdom-for-muses)

[so1987-deactivated20230102]

DOING IT

[thebibliosphere]

My friend gave me a stuffed monkey plushy when I was struggling with uni, and I took him everywhere for like four years, usually velcrod to my backpack. No one said a damn thing, except my renaissance professor who saw it one day in the hallway and cracked the fuck up because I had a literal monkey on my back and he just looked at me like, “oh god, me too”. I used to leave him on desks during classes and exams (the monkey, not my prof). It was my reminder that someone cared if I was coping. But more than that it was soothing to have something to fidget with that wasn’t a pen. I used to ping those fucking things across the room I was so agitated. Harder to hurt people with a projectile stuffed monkey.

[kripke-is-my-king]

I got what I thought was a normal screen cleaning kit for my computer while I was in college. Much to my delight, instead of a little washcloth or whatever, the kit came with a tiny stuffed pig. 

So I carried this pig in my backpack all through college, periodically taking it out, spraying my screen, and using the pig to wipe it off. 

Now, I kept the pig in the side pocket of my bag where he was completely visible.

Then one day in screenwriting class I pulled him out to wipe my screen. 

One of the guys sitting next to me looked appalled. “You’re wiping it off with your little stuffed animal??” 

I explained what the pig was. 

Turns out, the guy had noticed it and just thought it was adorable I carried a stuffed animal with me every day. He’d never mentioned it before. 

Honestly, people do not care, and will not say anything. No matter the reason for your little stuffed animal friend. 

[marcys-underground]

And if you’re still really nervous about it keep a stuffed animal keychain on your bag. I have a cute little frog that stays on my backpack so when work gets stressful I can squeeze it.

[peanutbutterbananasmoothie-deac]

For my anxious followers.

[shadowy-dumbo-octopus]

Confirmed. I take my Venom tsum tsum to uni when I need a little mental boost. The little goo always brings me good luck and overall makes my day just a tiny bit better. I haven’t received a single comment about them so far.

Bring your stuffed buddies to class/work/whatever, guys. People don’t care.

[lemonsharks]

I have a couple of Ikea sharks* and have had cause to periodically carry them around in public - one of which I bought with the last $15 I had at the time, after making a series of big life changes. “This is frivolous and I don’t have to care about that because I’m getting paid shortly—I’m going to do it!”

The reactions I get range from amusement through delight and “WHERE DID YOU GET THAT” but so far, never disapproval.

The moral of the story is Carry Your Emotional Support Plushie With Pride, You Deserve It.

*pictured: not my shark

[taraljc]

true story: I once had an appallingly awful day at the hell job and it coincided with my giant squishy Baymax being delivered from China, and no lie I hugged on that Baymax to keep from crying until it was time to leave

[lauraannegilman]

I travel with DC (”Don’t Care”) the Emotional Support Honey Badger.  I go through TSA with him attached to my backpack, I hug him when I sleep in transit, I prop him next to me in cafes in cities, towns, and rural areas.  The only time anyone’s ever so much as raised an eyebrow at me was the TSA agent who recognized what he was, and asked it he could get his picture taken with him.

People don’t judge.  Kids think you’re awesome. You get a companion who never judges you.  It’s all win.

[soft-bois-blog-deactivated20210]

I know probably everyone has seen this post already, but its too good not to reblog.

Don’t be afraid to carry your comfort items around with you! :D I take some of my stuffed friends to work sometimes, and no one ever bats an eye at them!

[stargazing-at-the-moon-deactiva]

*looks at my pink teddy bear I named Ruby* you’re coming to college with me and that’s not a choice

[thefurriestofchows]

This post made me cry bcuz sometimes i feel bad for having stuffed animals/plushies

[starkcontrasts]

i needed this a lot

[certainmilkshakequeen]

Gojo

Him 💙

[lightningboltkisses]

come see what flower you are bc while the world is dark u deserve to be told u are bright and beautiful 

[marveldaily]

The Amazing Spider-Man (2012) dir. Marc Webb

[lost-in-fictionn]

Me reading enemies to lovers fics in 2012

Me reading enemies to lovers fics in 2021

[nocstuff]

like or reblog

[qinph]

death note

like or reblog if you use/save♡

[restless-arts]

my brother wanted me to paint That Scene from the batman.

[ousia-poetica]

Don't worry if your life is in chaos, you are like the universe itself and its law of entropy. もの久保 on Pivix

[the-wintershade]

i can feel my heart again | pattinson!batman

series: for your darkest times | 1 | 2 | 3 pairing: pattinson!batman x reader summary: you and the Bat team up and your concern for each other leads to something neither of you planned for. wc: 1.8k+ genre: severe worrying, badassery, some heat, angst, sweetness a/n: thanks for sticking around, love u

(spoiler-free!)

“I got it.” You fire off round after round, covering the Bat as he dashed around the building. Stray bullets flew your way, but you didn’t flinch as you ducked to cover yourself. Leaning out of your hiding place, you let a few more bullets fly, incapacitating your opponents.

You didn’t kill them; Bat’s orders.

“Keep an eye on them.” You watched his cape duck into the warehouse.

“Be careful in there. They’ve got snipers all over that roof.”

“Stay hidden.”

“Will do.” Scampering out of your hiding spot in favor of one with a better vantage point, you ran out, spraying bullets randomly to give you cover. You rolled into the building and quickly scampered up the side to get to the roof.

Only when the cool night air was on your skin and your gun fully loaded again did you switch to your high-powered sniper rifle to track the Bat’s progress inside. It was easier to call him Batman than Bruce when he puts on the suit. The two aren’t exactly the same.

He makes quick work on the inside, but an explosion goes off, and it only takes a second for the oblivious snipers on the roof to notice.

“Bat.” You call through your radio, training your weapon on a possible target. “Bat!” Taking a steadying breath before you slide your finger over the trigger, you speak into your earpiece again, panic starting to build in your legs. “Bat, if you can hear me, the snipers on the roof know you’re there. I’m moving to engage.”

“Wait!” His words sound tight, being pulled in different directions. “You’ll jeopardize your position.”

“And you’ll die if I don’t take the shot.”

“(name), it’s not worth it!” Your eyes narrow as you realize one of the snipers is getting ready to take his first shot at the Bat. “My armor can take it.”

“Not three at the same time.” You move to shoot the sniper’s legs, and the shot cracks through the atmosphere, easily giving away your position. You take two more down before you roll out of the way of the incoming bullets.

“(name) —” His voice dies as your earpiece is shot out of your ear. You swallow and take a breath behind the concrete. Someone was already trained on you and had probably spotted you a while before you decided to shoot those guys.

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[jokerous]

ROBERT PATTINSON as BATMAN/BRUCE WAYNE THEBATMAN (2022) The Bat and The Cat Trailer

[the-wintershade]

i want you around | pattinson!batman

series: for your darkest times | 1 | 2 | 3 pairing: pattinson!batman x reader summary: criminals find where you live and you call the only person you can trust. he’s a powerful ally but you get injured in the skirmish and now the Bat worries all over again wc: 2.4k+ genre: worry, tending of wounds, softness, small amounts of spice, bruce being a soft awkward boi warnings: a bit of violence, guns, not too graphic a/n: final part is out tomorrow; i have no self-control

(spoiler-free!)

You duck away from the front door and press yourself flat against the wall around the corner. Excessively loud booms echo from the other side and your heart races. You breathe and reflectively reach for the black device in your pocket. Sliding your finger over the button, you press it down harshly, before drawing the gun out of the waistband of your pants and cradling it between your hands.

This really wasn’t how you thought this night was going to go down.

You knew helping the Bat was going to be dangerous, but you didn’t expect to have people show up at your door around ten at night acting like the FBI.

So much for manners.

You peer around the corner, flinching as the wood begins to splinter. Taking a steadying breath, your fingers dance over the safety, switching it off.

Please, please get here in time.

You only have two magazines: the one in your gun and the one attached to the pouch on your hip. You weren’t sure how ugly this was going to get, but you doubted the rounds were going to last.

The minute they break the door, you fire. The smoke from your bullet exploding from the chamber wafts in the air as the first body hits the floor. You turn swiftly and duck down as the bullets start flying around your apartment.

Dishes and plates fracture and send out their final note as they split in two. Countertops reflect the bullets with a harshness that sends them flying out to terrorize other victims. Holes appear in the wall above and beside you.

Moving while crouched, you peer around the corner and pick your targets. Your feet move before you know they’re ready, and you unload your ammo into the nearest henchmen you can see. Another body thuds to the ground and the second one drops to his knee, an agonized scream letting you know of your bullet’s accuracy.

You shove the door to your bedroom closed and throw your bookcase in front of it.

It should buy you some time until you can figure out how to get out of here without being killed. You take in gulps of air and watch your hands tremble before you. The adrenaline has taken its hold. It should wear off, but you need to be long gone before then.

Just as you’re about to turn around and check out the integrity of a fire escape, you back into a statue that was never in your room. It only takes you a second to spin around and take aim. It takes him a millisecond to smack the gun out of your hand just as it fires.

It clatters against the floor as you stare up at him: The Batman.

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[the-wintershade]

couple of strangers acting clever | pattinson!batman

series: for your darkest times | 1 | 2 | 3  pairing: pattinson!batman x reader  summary: Batman wasn’t supposed to be lying in the middle of the street.  wc: 2.9k+  genre: a bit of angst, comfort, tending of wounds, small amounts of softness a/n: the batman. battinson. that’s all really. multiple part because this one kind of wrote itself after a while

(spoiler-free!)

The splashes of your shoe scatter water away from the black asphalt. There’s a soft beat that follows you as you sprint through the rain.

A figure lies prone under the bridge.

The beat of your stride stops as you slow to inspect this person — now more clearly a man — lying on the ground.

Your breaths form small clouds of vapor in front of your mouth as you wait for any signs of alertness.

You find none.

Worry worms its way into your chest, and you feel your stomach tingle at the possibility that this man could be dead. You weren’t the kind of person who would do this sort of thing, but something pulled you over here. 

It felt a little out of control.

Daring to step closer, you see the man’s clothes more clearly as armor and its deep black glows against the darkness. Your knees burn slightly as you crouch to see this man’s face. The pointy tips of his mask glisten as a car drives by.

The Batman.

“Jesus.” The words slip from your lips before you can restrain them. 

Slowly, your hands reach out to touch his cold, wet face. You lightly slap his cheek and wait for an answer. His face makes a small movement to avoid your touch, and you remove your hand from his skin, thankful that he’s at least alive. 

“Hey, we need to get you out of the rain.”

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[mouvee]

i love that the batman (2022) is just an emo and a cat girl fighting a redditor, or as i like to call it: the average discord lobby

[feeirey]

I don't know if anybody is gonna see this but I just went through my followings bc I haven't been active on here for a long time and I am so happy to see that many of them are still active like it makes me so happy.

[vangoghcore]

by nicpfr

[ancientsstudies]

Could willingly waste my time in it.