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we're not kids anymore.
trying on a metaphor
Peter Solarz
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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izzy's playlists!
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macklin celebrini has autism
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NASA
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Stranger Things
Not today Justin
One Nice Bug Per Day
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@starryeyedinspiration
zoro really showed up to skypiea with his thotty ass tank top and stupid little goggles, decided he had zero need for any brain cells or sense of mortality, and proceeded to tarzan-swing himself around the island yelling “FUCK GOD”
1/∞ reasons why ATEEZ’s group concept is One Piece
Please watch ATEEZ’s “Pirate King” MV and “Treasure” MV!
Lan Wangji: How would you rate your pain?
Wei Wuxian: Zero out of ten.
Lan Wangji: Wei Ying, you are literally bleeding bevsue of the stab wound.
Wei Wuxian: Zero out of ten, as in would not recommend.
Wei Ying: This shit does not slap
ppl don’t understand adhd/autistic cleaning processes. we think so far ahead it’s like,,, impossible to do shit. you want me to vaccuum my bedroom floor? okay. we need to pick up all the stuff thats on it first, though. and where are we going to put the stuff? well, theres a couple categories of Stuff- Clothes, Random Items, and Trash. Trash is easy, we just throw it away. Clothes have to be sorted into Clean, Not Clean- and then the not clean ones have to go in the laundry bag, but theres so many so i might have to start a load now- ugh, distracted. lets go back to the clean clothes. well, these go in my drawer but- my drawer is really disorganized, so i’ll have to organize the clothes first so that theyll fit and look neat. by the time i’m done with that, i’ve spent an hour and a half trying to do stuff in my room. i finally turn to random items, most of which can find a home on my desk, but others i dont really know what to do with. plus, my desk is dirty. so i have to organize my desk, figure out where everything goes, and the stuff that doesn’t have a place can go in… a box, i guess. (not like i don’t have three other boxes full of random stuff in my closet) so i put all the items back up but now i have this box full of stuff i dont know if i need so i have to go through it, sorting it into donate and dont donate piles. i might as well throw in some clothes to, so i dig through my clothes drawer and get the clothes i dont want, throw them in there too. okay, back to the random items- the ones i dont want to donate are still here, so i have to put them somewhere. i dont have anywhere to put them- maybe i should get a shelf? i start googling shelves, figuring out which ones would be best for my room, debating prices, learning about installation, and eventually im like ‘well, already on my computer’ and i decide im going to ‘check’ social media and end up lost in it for an hour or so. you walk back in, and theres stuff all over the floor, albeit in bags and boxes, and it still hasnt been vacuumed. its been five hours since i started. how does it take five hours to clean your room? it just does.
What do you mean that I have to physically write a fic in order for it to be written? This is some bullshit.
Why don’t I just re-imagine it in my head with increasingly more detail as I lie in my bed and stare at the ceiling. Also if I get one detail wrong I have to start from square one
I know I’m the op but #mood
Chp 200? Idk her. Everyone’s happy and well on demon-free island.
The type of the mother I’m trying to be. Not just encourage bodily autonomy, but reward displays of it, even when it might make someone else in the room uncomfortable.
I’ve made so many people uncomfortable in supporting my daughter’s personal space. People will try to hug her, she’ll sometimes say “No, thank you” and the adult will look at me to make her do it, but I just say “It’s ok honey, you don’t have to hug anyone you don’t want to.” It makes people irrationally huffy, making me feel even more justified in supporting my daughter’s choices. Creeps.
I legit had to mom-voice some random woman with a “she said no!” when she tried to force a hug on Madison. (who was not very good at verbalizing to people she didn’t know/trust at the time)
She replied, “I just want a hug, it won’t hurt her.”
Me: She. Said. No.
There aren’t many things more important than letting my daughter know that I have her back when it comes to something like this.
I work with five year olds and I had a very long talk with them about permission and that your body belongs to yourself and no one else. “Even if you want to hug your friend, you need to stop and ask if it’s okay and if they don’t want you to touch them, you should respect that choice and not do it.” they were like “cool” and then every time after that they had no problem asking their friends “can I give you a hug?” Or “can I hold your hand?” Very politely. If their friend said no, they shrugged and went on with their life. They even started asking me if they could hug me or if it was okay to hold my hand when they were sad. And I always ask when they need comfort “do you need or want a hug?” If they say no, I ask “okay, let me know what we can do as a class to help you feel better. Quiet time? Do you want a stuffed animal? Sit on the couch? Do you need some time alone?” They verbalize what they need and they become aware of their own autonomy and their ability and power to say “no.” Just because someone is an adult does NOT give them the right to hug a child who has said “no” or “no thanks.” Teach then that they own their own body, and no one else is in charge of it. Teach them the power of NO.
^^^^^this is so important
Having a bad day? Take this positive Izuku to brighten things up a bit!
Honestly one of the purest things on this website is watching artists/writers respond to asks complimenting their work.
Like,,, these are geniuses being praised for their brilliance and creativity and suddenly they can't come up with a proper response without 80 exclamation marks and 2 keysmashes. People who come up with words that make you think and drawings worth 1000 of them can't come up with anything more eloquent than JDJSJAJSHDJFKDK.
Imagine making someone so happy they stop functioning for a few seconds.
When people say they love my work I actually don’t know what to do with myself for several minutes
anyone: who could love a nuisance like you?
naruto:
When I was a kid I was genuinely horrified by the idea of growing up and I think a large part of it was the insistence by adults in my life that puberty would turn me into someone completely different. They were like “sure you don’t like make up and boys now but you’ll feel differently after puberty” or like “sure you think you wouldn’t want kids now but you’ll see once you’re older”
it’s like damn, stop invalidating kids’ personalities and listen to them and maybe you won’t be so shocked when they don’t transform into a new person later
you can’t love lesbians and hate trans lesbians you can’t love lesbians and hate black lesbians you can’t love lesbians and hate disabled lesbians you just can’t
❝Maybe I can never fly
I can’t fly like the flower petals over there
Or as though I have wings
Maybe I can’t touch the sky
Still, I want to stretch my hand out
I want to run
Just a bit more ❞
↳ My late Christmas present for @calumspengo via @bts-secret-santa. I’ve never drawn Jin and soft isn’t usually my thing but I really enjoyed drawing this. Anyways, I hope you like it! Happy holidays!
whats the zip code for the moon
wanna send her a letter
heres the first ever doodle ive posted in two weeks in celebration of finishing exams asdakd
