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meratyn50 · 7 days
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When you're writing a thesis about autism and you get a C, because you didn't understand something about the way it should look like, because you (an autistic person) took it literally and it wasnt meant literally.
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meratyn50 · 13 days
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"unalive" should just mean the opposite of undead. if undead means a dead thing thats alive, unalive shuld mean an alive things thats dead. no i dont have any examples. ☝️yet
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meratyn50 · 13 days
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Couldn’t resist, as soon as I saw the suit I had to draw the pookie 🥺🌟
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meratyn50 · 15 days
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Yep, i never take it off
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meratyn50 · 15 days
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The fact that Microsoft Word has to be a subscription is upsetting. I already paid for it why do I have to pay again
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meratyn50 · 22 days
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trying to make my way into a new fandom by posting full rendered fanart
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meratyn50 · 25 days
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this is how they met right
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meratyn50 · 25 days
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One of my favourite details in TEY is how every autistic thing Halt does gets promptly justified by Crowley with the "he's Hibernian" card and everyone just nods sagely, because apparently that's a perfect explanation for any weird behaviour imaginable.
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meratyn50 · 25 days
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After the celebration had finally ended, Halt decided he’d had enough of formalities and appearances. A grand homecoming to Araluen was not what he’d wanted. Now that he had Will back, all that was left to do was to return to the little cabin in Redmont and sleep for a week straight. If it weren’t for the assembly the King called for, he’d be able to do just that.
Someone knocked on the door. He gave a final tug on the straps of his pack before heading over, heaving in a silent sigh. But when the door swung open, he was met with an unexpected face.
Well, not entirely unexpected. It was bound to happen sooner or later. He’d rather it would have been later, but alas, Fate seemed to be enjoying her time with him.
“Crowley.” He stepped aside, allowing the Ranger Commandant in the room. “I thought you’d have left by now.”
“Really?” The sandy-haired man turned to look at him. “Eleven months, and that’s the first thing you have to say.”
“Eleven and one week,” he said quietly. “And I seem to recall giving you a full report earlier. So no, that is not the first thing I have said to you.”
Crowley ran a hand through his hair. “And one week.” A breathy chuckled escaped the other man. “Do you think I haven’t been counting each day?”
He raised an eyebrow. “A Ranger Commandant has more important things to do than wait for the prodigal son to return.”
“I’m sorry.” The older Ranger reached a hand towards his arm and then faltered, those light eyes desperately seeking his. “If I could go back in time, I would change everything. I would have broken you out of prison. I would have covered it all up. No one would have ever known.”
“Having everyone know was a part of the plan.”
“But why, Halt?” His voice broke. “Why would you put us through that?”
Halt raised his eyes to the ceiling. After all this time, his friend still had the nerve to ask the same question. “I don’t give you as much credit as I should. You’re not stupid, Crowley. You know the answer.”
It was the boy. Will. He would have burned the world for his apprentice if necessity demanded it of him. He had given up his life for some cheeky, over-talkative child that had somehow become an integral part of his life. Losing Will had been like losing an arm. He could have said all this and more, but he wasn’t sure if the other Ranger would ever truly understand.
“Crowley.” He laid a land on his friend’s shoulder. “You have your loyalties and I have mine. Surely you didn’t think I’d change over the years?”
“No. I never would have expected that.” The older Ranger turned away. “You always were a stubborn one.”
“And I don’t intend on changing that. I became a Ranger to help you. Not to pledge my full allegiance to a King.”
“That’s exactly what being a Ranger is.” The silver Oakleaf felt heavy around his neck. Halt knew what the Oakleaf meant. Running away from Clonmel, he was given a second chance, and that chance had been Araluen and its Rangers. He liked Duncan a great deal more than he cared to admit—certainly the Araluan was a far better King than either him or Ferris. But against all odds, that’s just what Duncan was.
A King.
“I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” Crowley said quietly. “But it seems to me you’re doing fine in that sense.”
Halt let go of the man’s shoulder. “You thought too highly of me. That’s your mistake.”
“I think just enough of you.” The redhead sighed. “My only mistake was turning you away. I’m sorry, Halt.”
He met his friend’s eyes, and saw the pain inside them, pain he was responsible for. “I am, too.”
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meratyn50 · 1 month
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I'll never forget the day that I opened The Early Years for the first time and proceeded to read the gayest duology ever written. It honestly still baffles me to this day how John Flanagan managed to sit down and write truly a solid queer love story, and it never flagged him or the editors. I always thought you guys were joking about Cralt being canon. At this point, it frankly IS canon
the early years was so gay. john deserves a honorary position at pride for writing all that
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meratyn50 · 1 month
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Kudos to Will Treaty for wearing a binder his entire career. Fighting bandits and overthrowing evil schemes while barely being able to breathe couldn’t have been easy. What a hero.
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meratyn50 · 2 months
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the fact that Halt canonically is more careful with his grammar when he's in a bad mood is so funny
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meratyn50 · 2 months
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This school year is tough. Getting into medschool, when there's a 12 % chance is hard. Studying is hard. Trying to understand all those things no one told me at school is hard. But I have to do this. For myself, for all the people that believe in me, for all the lives I might save in the future. I have to keep going. I cry. I cry a lot, because I'm so so scared I won't make it. This is my biggest dream since my younger disabled brother was born and I just can't handle the thought of not being able to do it. I have to.
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meratyn50 · 2 months
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No.
I refuse to read the first part of The Lost Stories for this exact reason. I cried when i first read it and I won't read it again. NEVER
This is your friendly reminder that Araluen has changed. All the Rangers are dead. All the past heroes are dead. They’re all viewed as a myth.
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meratyn50 · 2 months
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Crowley didn't get the chance to see Cassandra as a queen
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meratyn50 · 2 months
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apparently people are now purchasing thick water to make slimes with because of a trend on tiktok
thick water is for disabled people who can’t swallow properly. stores usually have extremely limited supplies of it.
please don’t buy thick water for fun or to make slime with. it’s literally the only way some disabled people can drink anything. It’s not a fucking toy
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meratyn50 · 2 months
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Crowley didn't get the chance to see Cassandra as a queen
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