Fai_Ryy
$LAYYYTER
Cosmic Funnies
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
KIROKAZE
🪼
#extradirty
RMH
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
ojovivo
Game of Thrones Daily
Show & Tell
Kiana Khansmith
gracie abrams
tumblr dot com
titsay
Discoholic 🪩
No title available
blake kathryn
No title available
seen from Vietnam
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Sweden
seen from Australia
seen from Ireland
seen from Brazil
seen from Belgium
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Indonesia
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from Australia
seen from Argentina
seen from Brazil
seen from Brazil
seen from Venezuela
seen from Malaysia
@waytoomanyships
New selfies as promised 😘
Hope I didn't disappoint
(Do not reblog if you're NSFW please, but you can like it!)
So a wizard and an ancient construct walk into a tavern.
So a wizard and an ancient construct walk into a tavern.
ADHD culture is saying “what?” when you heard the question someone asked you but… It didn’t fucking… Register… In the brain? And then you hear the question before they ask again and interrupt them when they’re talking because now you’re An Asshole™ who understands
Someone: Hey what time is it?
Me: What?
Someone: Wha-
Me: It’s 3:20
This is actually a thing, while visual info takes 0.1 seconds to process, auditory infor can take 3 to 4 seconds to process, which is why you ask, and then actually hear the question because your brains only just processed it
My husband has ADHD and does this, and I hate repeating myself constantly. One thing that I feel has saved us from so much stress in our marriage is that I’ve just stopped repeating myself. After a while he caught onto what I was doing and stopped saying “what” over and over when I didn’t respond. Now occasionally he’ll ask me “what?” when I said something because he actually didn’t hear me, and I will happily repeat myself for him, but most of the time I just say silent and let his brain compute what I said. So now our conversations go one of two ways:
Me: Hey hon, where is the tv remote? Him: What?? Me: *silence* Him: I left it on the couch.
Or
Me: Hey hon, where is the tv remote? Him: What? Me: *silence* Him: Ok, I really didn’t hear you that time, what did you say? Me: *repeats question*
Even if you don’t have ADHD, I mean, auditory delay happens with a lot of people, not just ADHD folk. If you deal with it, try this approach with your friends and loved ones. It has helped us so much.
I jokingly suggested something similar to my gf called the “3 second rule”. If i don’t respond in 3s, assume I really didn’t hear you. Tho Im p good at just masking the processing time with UUhhhhHhHhh
Also pro tip for communicating with ADHD people: say the name of the person you want to talk to before you share your thought and wait for them to acknowledge you. That way if we are distracted or otherwise occupied you know can be sure are listening. We very well may still need to process, but it will greatly cut down on the number of times we genuinely didn’t hear a word you just said.
THAT LAST NOTE
PLEASE
I AM BEGGING
Love this beautiful incomprehensible YouTube comment... Second bite take you there.
Fork found in Bathroom #Mystery #Unexplained
John's finally getting that cookie ✨
Evil Shakespeare be like: MacDeath
“sparkling water” sounds… so pure. so aesthetically pleasing. but in actuality? it is…. Repulsive
My boss has a new boss who's been dropping in to check on how different sites are doing and I keep introducing her to the clients by going "This is Hank. Hank, this is my boss's boss, she's very important, please tell her nice things about me" and that's my big Autistic secret to professional networking. Letting them think you're funny
Other fun Professional Hacks:
"Networking" doesn't have to feel like one big huge façade of manipulation and lies. You just find people you like. The things you talk about don't even have to be related, you just gotta find people who you like working with who you might reach out to for questions or projects later.
You don't need to look professional and respectable or like a "real" adult. I like to just show up and make it clear I'm receptive to jokes and quirks and weird ideas, and the people who vibe with that usually come to me.
Introduce people you like to other people you like. Talk them up. You can tell your boss "This is Mike he kicks ass, he knows everything about this place, if you want to know something talk to him, if he ever quits we're stealing him"
I found can't think of a polite or socially normal way to say something, sometimes you can just say it like "I don't know if this is dumb or not but I don't know anything about this. Can you explain what you mean?", or "I was taught something different. Should I change how I've been doing it?". I've never had a negative reaction to this.
When in doubt, ask a weird question. "What's your favorite dessert food" is a p good one. Sometimes folks think I'm childish but at least they know what they're getting into and they know I'm not judging them.
Sometimes when higher-ups approach me with a stiff upper lip I'll test the waters with a "is your job as insane as it sounds" or something similar to remind them that I, a worker performing a role, and speaking to them, a worker performing a role. If they give a stiff and measured answer I stay distant and professional. If their performance cracks and their tone changes or they smile or laugh or give a funny reply I know I can relax and joke a bit too.
I still don't enjoy business stuff outside of the most basic day to day duties of my job and conventions n shit are still pretty draining but learning that other people are also following a script and the performance has room for "yes-and" type improv has helped a lot
having many trinkets and books is so cool and fun until you realize you have to dust them
“Toymaker” as a job description in fairy tale fiction is one of my favourite bullshit occupations. “Dollmaker” is fine, “carpenter who makes wooden toys as a side hustle between jobs” is fine, but so many stories have a character whose entire occupation is described as “toymaker” and is heavily implied if not explicitly confirmed to have made all of the toys in their shop, from wood boats to plush animals to porcelain dolls to music boxes to tin soldiers, all made under the tiny hammer of one person.
And it’s not impossible for one person to be at once a highly talented seamstress and tinsmith and carpenter and clockwork engineer and every other talent in the world that would allow you to build everything from china dolls to rocking horses, but to be all that and then single-handedly supply the whole stock of an entire toy store? In a rural whimsical little fairy tale village?? By themselves???
#toymakers are in many ways the van helsings of whimsy. (via @mordredsheart)
fighting for my fucking life in the work gc because nobody else has curly hair. freaky ted why have you done this to me.
and that marg was good because my boss made a comment i didn’t care for on the monday of that week so i overserved everybody by at least a shot to haemorrhage stock. there was no skill involved i out enough tequila in that to end Your bloodline freaky ted
Our age of strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is collapsing
it’s funny how many expectations are put on the disabled and chronically ill. if any abled person experienced even 7% of our symptoms, they would be going straight to the ER and say they couldn’t do something because they have to recover. yet when they talk to a chronically ill person, the expectations are so high. “you should be managing that by now. why don’t you feel better? you can’t expect everyone to feel bad for you and support you 24/7” like yall would be crying and begging to go to the ER if you had one of our symptoms. we get told to get over it and stop being an inconvenience
There's an open pit in the middle of our office plan that drops down into a bunch of very sharp spikes that kill you instantly. This is bad. People keep falling in there and dying. Someone put a sign up, the other day, all bright yellow so you can't miss it, that says "Beware!!! Spikes!!!"
The office immediately split into two factions over it. One says that if anyone falls in the spike pit it's their own fault for being so stupid and not watching where they're walking, so we should remove the sign. The other says that the sign is an insult, there shouldn't be a spike pit in our office at all, and having the sign up like that is just normalising the existence of the spike pit, so we should remove the sign.
We ended up removing the sign. Probably for the better. Still... for a while there it looked like it might have worked...
Nobody has ever been capable of writing a scathingly harsh and well formulated satire about the perils of modern capitalism, that doesn't just get immediately one-upped by some random food service worker talking about their actual week.
