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#*tal struggles
d1sc01nf3rn0 · 25 days
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I'm seeing a lot of people with neurodivergency, specially under the autism spectrum say that "Laios is annoying, never shuts up, is insensitive, and I can't stand him"; and the irony is not lost on me lmao.
#like im sorry dude did you think all autism is “anime obsessed dude”?#how did you think neurodivergent people behaved on old times?#also like#being unintentionally insensitive is almost a telltale sign of autism cause you struggle with social cues#if anything i think a lot of you are finally habing to face your own internalized predjudices#“he is annoying” yes that's how ableist neurotypical people talk about us all the time tell me something i haven't heard already#like how do i explain to you that a lot of neurotypical people tal the exact same eay youre talkbing about laios#and is annoying when they go “but im neurodivergent! i can be biased agaisnt neurodivergent people”#yes you can because being neurodivergent is not a monolith and you are mistifying being neurodivergent#by implying theres some sort of virtue in being under the spectrum when youre as capable of being a dick just as everyone else#like you think you have autism but suddenly wanting to taste things youre not supposed to eat and not remembering peoples names is too much?#some of yall never experienced beinf a “weird kid” at a young age and it shows#and im not talking the “geek bullied” weird kid kinda way#im talking “the adults think I'm weird amd don't know how to deal with me”#WHICH FITS LAIOS PERFECTLY BECAUSE WE ACTUALLY HAVE A SCENE OF HIS DAD SHOWING HIM FALLIN AS A BABY#AND NOT UNDERSTANDING WHY IS THERE NO EXPECTED REACTION FROM LAIOS#anyways im making this rant because is unreal how many posts of this exist#you think Laios is annoying cause he wont shut up?#congratulations thats how most people see us#now get over it or watch other series if you hate it that much#dunmeshi hell thoughts#weird rant i suppose#dungeon meshi#laios touden
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chaoticdazefire-new · 4 months
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Still remains my favorite interaction in the entire book
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dent-de-leon · 7 months
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I want to comicon and saw Tal and,, he was just so kind and friendly and he liked my silly little cosplay, and he talked a bit about the Circus Man ;; also he asked if I read the comic yet and said Molly’s backstory was inspired by Harold and Maude, and that just,, breaks my heart—
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traxanaxanos · 1 year
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“Again, the short laugh. ‘You may simply call me Gres, Mr. Johnson. It is usually the best that human tongues can do with my name.’ His tone grew more wistful. ‘Samantha was the only human who was ever able to pronounce it properly.’“
-from Letting Go by Keith R. A. Decandido in Star Trek Voyager: Distant Shores, edited by Marco Palmieri 
I’m not sure if this is the originator for Greskrendtregk shortening his name to Gres in beta canon, or if this is following another beta canon novel’s decision to do it. I’ve also seen fic authors shorten his name this way - not sure if it’s because they’re following beta canon or that Greskrendtregk is a lot to type out.
But!
As a person with a long name that starts with a G that absolutely no monolingual English-speaker can get right on the first try I hate this decision. It’s not that humans physically can’t say Ktarian names - Samantha has obviously figured it out and can say it. So it’s more that awkward balking that happens when people just don’t want to try, that annoying little laugh of “oh haha, that’s quite a name/ I’ll never be able to keep that straight” or the immediate insistence of “Well I’m going to call you [nickname].” Greskrendtregk has clearly met that multiple times, and just decided its easier to forward an alternative, a nickname, a shorter version, which I get because its tiring! I have also made the decision of “I guess I will simply be a different person at work” after spending weeks correcting everyone. I get it but it doesn’t make me any less mad about the phenomenon.
The episodes with Ensign Ro fighting to get her name said correctly in TNG touch on this as well, the (because its sci-fi) human-centrism and, more importantly, the (because its sci-fi written by a specific make-up of people) English-language-centrism that casually strips people of their names and the personal and cultural import they have.
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sviancontrast · 8 months
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Necesito ayuda tomando una decisión semi importante para mi historia.
En uno de los capítulos van a un mundo donde conocen a un personaje relacionado con el amor pero no sé si debería ser en un sentido positivo o negativo.
En ambos casos sabría qué hacer con la trama pero ambos darían distintos resultados que solo afectarían a la personalidad del personaje y sus motivos, pero no cambiaría la ruta de la historia.
Así que díganme, ¿con cuál me quedo?
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I need help making a semi important decision for my story.
In one of the chapters they go to a world where they meet a character related to love but I dunno if it'll be positively or negatively.
I'd know how the plot would go in both cases but each would give different results for both the character's personality and their motives, but wouldn't change the whole story's direction.
So tell me, which one do I keep?
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Plazo de 8 horas terminado, gana amor negativo. 8 hours deadline reached, negative love wins.
¡Gracias! Thank you! :)
¿Por qué siguen votando? Ya terminó, solo que no podía poner límite de 8 horas. Why are they still voting? It already finished, I just couldn't put an 8 hour limit.
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streamsofstardust · 1 year
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we didn't talk about this earlier but... danny with red eyeshadow in the MTM vid
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lurkingismypastime · 1 year
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Just had a thought that maybe the weirdness I feel around the discussion of Din and his Creed might be a little bit of Self Recognition Through The Other (derogatory/“that’s deeper than I want to go”)
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themoostking · 2 years
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i wanna see the buck/oli portrait >:)
Of course you do 🙄 its the only thing I haven’t actually started.
So instead you get the mock up I did to test color/his facial structure since Oli is the most difficult person to draw.
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And here is the gif I used as reference
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I will eventually finish this and it to the rest of my series but I don’t see it happening anytime soon. I really want to sit down and properly map out his features (and maybe pick a better photo)
Ask about my WIPs here
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mawspiral · 1 year
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pq tiene que ser tan fea la banderaAAAA
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xx-kaitlyn-trixx-xx · 2 years
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Should I be in bed clonked out? Yes, but did inspiration to write SOMETHING before I forget it due to this wondrous thing called sleep. Anyways this mini ficlet stars dun dun- dun dundundun dun- the wonderful soul whom provides us with such wonderful one shots and fanfics involving characters we don't get to see in the movies, tv series or game's- I present @clonewarslover55 and their lovely character verda tal rose! This was inspired after I was reading a post on a follower of their's asking what their character would expect with a daughter in law who married one of her boy's, technically walon Vau's but she considers the lads her son's if i'm recalling correctly anywho onwards to the reading!! I feel i might've overdone certain things, so do please forgive me here .
I also couldn't find anything on rose's height, but I'll assume she close to vau in how tall she is while kat's height is technically my height is 5'6ft tall, plus many people I know tower over me making me look like a gosh darned toothpick or a teddy bear to be held. if there is a note on her height forgive me for that mix up
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Kat blinked as she looked to her mother in law over her shoulder then at the blade that she had acquired "You stole a knife...for me?" She questioned with confusion as she paused with her question while stirring some vegetables and meats in a soup she was cooking, Kat in that moment could remember the time's her own buire had gifted her blades after noticing her eye a few while growing up even after she'd passed her verd'goten up to her year's of becoming the woman she is today.
The memories were rather fond ones held near and dear to her heart, even still having the many and yet beautifully crafted blades she often used on hunts. Call her sentimental, but she loves those blades and after contemplating gifting a child, if she ever has any kid's a blade from her collection.
Now that she could think about it, she still often found herself flustered when it came from getting gifts from others. 
Noticing Rose's nod to the blade held out in her hand Kat shifts away from the stove and her pot, shooting a nasty look at her friend- a fellow huntress she's known since she was a foundling of her clan from childhood takes over as she then gave Kat a teasing look that had her mentally wishing she could punch her smug face. 
However Kat stamped down hard on her temper while in the kitchenette, there was no need for an 'accident' to happen to her friend besides Kat knew she could get her friend back later on and if she couldn't karma would come back and bite her friend in the ass.
With Kat's attention now focused on her mother in law she smiles albeit softly and barely noticeable. Which made her look much softer then when her resting bitch face is on.
Rose, having taken Kat under her wing to help train the young mandalorian woman more in the bounty hunter trade with Kat sarcastically remarking that 'greeds the creed' one day. Came to learn that the soft smiles and laughter with a snort were genuine when she did so, chuckling a bit Rose smiled at her in a way that reminded the young huntress of her own mother's smile before she took off on a hunt that would keep her away from home.
"Yeah, I saw it and thought it looked beautiful- like you!" rose says nonchalantly shrugging her shoulders still smiling, as if stealing knives for your daughter in laws was a normal thing-
'But maybe it was and I just didn't know it? Or maybe it was an unspoken tradition rose has created?' She thinks to herself, however she wasn't gonna be the one to question Rose's way of going about things when she herself would sound like a hypocrite since she's done the same thing in the past after leaving home for the life of a bounty hunter.
Meeting verda tal rose, her mother in law after being with her lover for some time nearing the end of the clone wars was jarring and for a moment she swore now that she knew what her boyfriend- future husband had felt after meeting with her parents, ori'vode and her ba'buire. 
The latter her ba'buir who was at that time goran had taken a shine to the commando clone, much to Kat's relief.
Her Ori'vode on the other hand was the one she had to literally track down for the two to meet, as his comm device was destroyed. Now for once in her life she couldn't help but feel more thankful for her buire putting trackers on them when they were ade who often found themselves caught up in trouble- that hunt did however offer some practice that was much needed in tracking. 
She couldn't really bring herself to regret scaring her ori'vod though, not one bit despite the scolding she had later gotten from their buire over comm for technically raiding his ship and forcing him to sit still enough to meet his new brother in law.
Her boyfriend then husband now had found that whole ordeal funny when he heard that comm call, regularly bringing it up to tease her about it until she had to kiss the stupid taunting look off his face leaving him a breathless and blushing mess infront of his brother's.
All of which jumped to tease him, a "big bad clone commando turned into red mush over a kiss" to which kal who had mercy on the young man, had them disperse and cease the brotherly banger over his partner Kat.
Shaking those memories from her mind she feels flustered about even getting a gift, even if it truly is a beautiful knife.
One she'd definitely use on her next hunt with her team and hopefully her newfound aliit on their next hunt "it is beautiful....wait isn't this from that one shop?" Rose laughs happily at her amazement while the twenty year old carefully takes it from Rose's hand to inspect the blade, giving a few twirls and spins as while watching as it moves like it would when she used her sabers. 
Rose grins even more watching her daughter in law show skill with blades like she, herself does.
The moment reminded kat of her buir- Sparta and her ba'buir when she had passed her verd'goten.
The pure unbridled joy mixed with pride. Rose, as Kat could sense even with the beskar'gam muffling it, was very pleased that the younger girl seemed to adore her new gift after inspecting it.
"I'll put it to good use then and to that i vow"
Before moving around the kitchenettes bar after holstering the gift to her hip as she went in to hug the black red armored huntress as the gesture is returned, comically enough to rose however as Kat barely reached the taler women even with her wearing her heeled boots. All while pouting as the woman's dark auburn hair that was tied in her usual braid tickled her face.
Kat sighs as she relaxes before speaking once more "I love it, Vor'e buir", thanking her for the blade.
Deep down to her very core, Rose is glad her boys are settling down. She might not have been able to have raise her daughter into an adult as a strong independent young woman like she wanted. But rose does her best to be a motherly figure and mentor to the few people in her life.
"Your welcome kat'ika" rose murmurs stepping back and taking the younger mandalorian's face in her hands, cupping her cheeks with a more gentler smile "your my daughter in law now, so you shouldn't feel out of place…okay? Haran you even got mird AND vau to like you and that says something" Her words are hushed and kind yet stern and honest as kat's eye's water a bit all while nodding.
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Time to crash and burn, see y'all gods know when will
My internal muse was rather pushy that i atleast finish and post something writing wise so here we are, me debating cracking open a mean bean or clonking out atm. Enjoy-
Again I'll say sorry if it's cringe or i got your character personality wrong I did my best though! 😅😅
My mando'a ain't the best either since my hyper fixation of star wars is going down the drain (I love it still, but I'm not as passionate as before)
Edit: in my sleep depraved mind I missed a few error in my writing so I had to double back and fix those real quick-
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biboybuckley · 1 year
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me: *is anxious*
my brain: talk to Every Single Person You Know
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donatellawritings · 2 months
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Rafe giving reader the silent treatment 🫢🫢🫢
ugh writing this made me scream - he’s so mean
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you’d taken your spoiled brat act a bit too far — you see, rafe could handle your entitled pout, the dramatic eyerolls, maybe even some backtalk, if he’d been having a good day, but watching you pathetically flirt with some random server at the country club as means to get your way? absolutely fucking not. in fact, rafe was so upset with you that he simply shut down, remaining silent as he forced himself to mentally check out of the situation, before he could allow himself to lash out on you. you didn’t realize just how serious rafe was, until he wordlessly stood up from his seat, his jaw tight as he made his way towards the parking lot, leaving you to pathetically trail behind him, your dior mules clicking against the pavement as you struggled to maintain the same pace as your silent boyfriend.
“wait, rafe — i can’t walk that fast in these,” you whined, your words falling flat to rafe’s ears as he continued walking towards his black pickup truck. your stomach sunk to your ankles as your glossy lips suddenly grew dry. a pang of guilt fluttered across your chest, guilty tears glazing over your doe eyes — you knew that you had made a big fuck up.
the car ride back to tannyhill was eerily quiet, the sound of the whipping winds seeping through the cracked open windows being the only source of noise that filled the truck. rafe was too quiet, too calm — you braced yourself for him to either never speak to you again, or have a meltdown that would result in you getting your feelings hurt. there was a small part of you that wanted to crawl onto rafe’s lap and apologize profusely, peppering sticky kisses all over his face, until he forgave you, but you knew that he needed to work out his emotions on his own. rafe kept his bright blues trained on the road, throughout the duration of the car ride, his shoulders and arms tense as he uncomfortably maintained a tight grip on the steering wheel, his knuckles straining against the skin of his hand.
with a defeated huff, rafe exited the truck, leaving you to make your own way into the house as you quickly sniffled back a threatening cry. you carefully closed the passenger door to the truck, adjusting the hem of your denim skirt as you walked into the house, your french-manicured fingers loosely hooked around the strap of your chanel wristlet as your heels clicked against the polished hardwood flooring.
goosebumps ran across the exposed skin of your arms and legs as your eyes fell on rafe who stood in the kitchen, holding a glass of water to his pink lips as he keeps his eyes focused away from yours, with a pout, you approach him, “papi, please talk to me,” you began, reaching your small hand to softly grab his arm, flinching as he snatches his toned arm away from you with an unamused frown.
you really fucked up.
with your doe eyes now fully blown with panic, you allowed a few tears to escape your waterline, “rafe, i-i shouldn’t have tal-talked to him and i promise i won’t do it agai-” you began, your tearful voice breaking into a squeak as the shrill of rafe’s cellphone ringing cut into your ramble. your bottom lip quivered as rafe accepted the phone call, bringing the phone to his ear as he made his way to the backyard. once you were alone in the kitchen, you let out a frustrated sob, before kicking your heels off, immediately picking them up as you stomped upstairs to your shared bedroom with rafe.
this behavior from rafe continued well into the evening, his decision to sit in his office, instead of sitting with you on his lap overlooking the sunset, leaving you a remorseful mess. dressed in your plush white robe, you sat on the balcony, the cool evening breeze soothing your sore, over-cried eyes. your knees were curled into your chest as you leaned your head against the cushion that adorned the loveseat, taking a short breath as you aimlessly watched the skies turn from a bright orange, to a deep blue.
part of you wished that rafe would lash out at you, maybe even roughhouse you a bit, anything. anything was better than the bitter silence and dismissal that you currently endured. silence gave you room to think, and it was never a good idea to give you too much room to think and leave your brain overworked. rafe knew this, he knew you, so much so that he needed you to feel even a fraction of the intense anger-fueled confusion that your careless and childish actions had brought upon him. he was a grown man who had made it his business to build a life for both you and him, so he felt disrespected by you, and that’s what hurt him the most.
a shaky breath of exhausted left your parted lips as yet another impending onslaught of tears clouded your vision. your delicate fingers fiddled with your chain, acrylic nails clashing with the diamond ‘R’ pendant that hung from the dainty chain. quickly pressing the palms of your hands to your dampened eyes, you wiped your tears, before you stood on your feet, your soles padding against the hardwood floor as you hurried towards rafe’s office.
carefully stepping inside of the dimly lit office, you observed quietly as rafe’s face glowed from the brightness of his laptop. he knew that you were standing right before him, but he was stubborn and petty — he was not going to acknowledge you, not yet, at least. his dressy and proper clothes had been swapped out for a plain t-shirt and jeans.
with a squeaky cry, you crouched beside rafe’s chair, tears rolling down your flushed cheeks, “m’sorry, papi, i just want you to talk to me,” you hiccuped pathetically, your voice barely raising past a faint whisper as rafe laid back in his chair, decidedly silent as he lazily typed. “pl-please, say something,” you whined, leaning your chin against the arm of the chair, your usually beaming eyes, dulled by your sad tears. you wanted to reach out and grab rafe, but you knew that his volatile temper could be brought out with any small action.
you remained in this position for a few more minutes, swallowing down the lump in your throat as you searched rafe’s bloodshot eyes for any sign of resolve. coming up empty, you stood up on your bare feet, watching as rafe continued to mindlessly type away and scroll on his laptop, “i love you,” you spoke softly, quickly pressing your pillowy lips to rafe’s temple, before he could pull away from you.
again met with silence, a small part of your heart shattering as your shoulders slumped in defeat. your feet padded against the floor as you turned to walk away from rafe as his hand grabbed your wrist, his eyes glazed over as he parted his lips to speak, “y’try that shit again, and i’ll fuckin’ knock you out,” he warned, his tone low and sleepy as he brought his hand to the back of your neck, lowering your face down to his, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, “i love you, too,” he added, his body visibly relaxing as you climbed into his lap.
wordlessly, you eagerly pressed a wet and noisy kiss to rafe’s lips, letting out a satisfied moan as rafe laid his hand against your poked out butt, softly patting in approval as you were suddenly overcome with sleepiness, your head falling to his shoulder as your sore and tired eyes fluttered closed. rafe craned his neck back, taking in the way your swollen lips parted as you dozed off into a deep sleep.
“fuckin’ spoiled.”
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streamsofstardust · 11 months
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i'm trying to work on this josh fic and it's making me want to smash my head into a brick wall
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lurkingismypastime · 2 years
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For a good chunk of time before I was diagnosed with depression (and to this day when my antidepressants run out) I thought adulthood meant eternal burn out. I’m so scared of living exhausted and overworked. In freshman year I had an image in my head of an old, rusty engine, coughing and puttering along, barely dragging itself forward even though there was no possibility in my mind that it would ever make it to wherever the hell it was going. And one night, it got slower, it sputtered too hard, and finally, it stopped. It had nothing left to give. And nobody stopped to help. It just sat there, with no strength to move, until it. Well. Died.
In my burnt out teenage mind that was me. And everyone around me told me that high school was preparation for real life, and that it was easy compared to the outside world. That was crushing for me. I was a kid with undiagnosed autism who blew through english tests but had to retake the class three times because I couldn’t do classes. I kept seeing example after example of people I could relate to barely scraping by. And I thought that one day, probably soon, it would be too much. I would just lay down and not get up again. I felt disconnected from my family, who were the only consistent support system I had and I felt like I barely existed at school, so I wasn’t sure anyone would even notice if I wasn’t there anymore. I had been shoving myself forward, fucking feeling the exhaustion creeping up on me. I kept telling myself “break down at the end of the year. Just get to summer, then you can collapse, emotionally and physically.” Spoiler alert, it didn’t work.
It all came out driving home with my dad (as many things did). He had me take a mental health day and we talked about my burn out and the then unrecognized depression. I think it was probably that incident that kickstarted my parents into realizing that more needed to be done for my mental health. I got a diagnosis for depression, I saw a counselor who recommended I get tested for adhd, which eventually lead to my autism diagnosis. That feeling is still there, and I don’t think it will leave until I see for myself, but things are better now. 🙂
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