#bit of a rant

[magnetothemagnificent]

What is it with this new framing by drug companies of gastrointestinal issues as "just girly things"???? Like. I spent last week with my grandparents which meant that live TV was on in the background at nearly all waking hours and the amount of commercials I've seen, from laxative companies to nutritional supplement companies framing chronic constipation, bloating, and other GI issues as just little things that happen when you're a woman. There was one commercial where this woman was like (paraphrased) "I get constipated a lot, like most women do". Also framing constipation as just making you feel 'heavy' and encouraging laxative and supplement use to feel 'lighter'. Chronic constipation isn't about feeling 'heavy'! It's got nothing to do with how you feel! It's often a symptom of an underlying GI disorder and not just a feeling oh my god.

Ladies. It is not a normal part of womanhood to be experiencing chronic GI issues. Talk to your doctor. Don't listen to these companies telling you to just treat yourself with OTC solutions and that your very real issues are just 'feeling heavy'. Oh my god. As someone who actually has these issues this is infuriating.

#bit of a rant #gi issues #misogyny #ableism #pharmaceutical industry #misleading marketing

[perfectlyfrosty]

For this momentous event of our beloved Hiccup, what is your most favorite thing about him?

And if I say everything? Honestly, I love all of him, his personality, his life, everything he has done, all of his unbelievable achievements and every funny little gesture he makes, i love his fluffy looking hair, his beautiful and wonderfully green eyes, his cute nose, the incredible amount of freckles on his face, the tiny braids in his hair, the little scar on his chin, I love his smile, I love the way he talks and uses body language, I love how funny and sassy he is, how kind and compassionate he is, as well as brave. I love how smart he is, inventing and creating things and ideas that don’t even exist in this time, how strong he is, having the strength to push through and forget about everything he was taught all his life to save the life of a dragon, and to stand against his father and entire village just to prove to them that dragons weren’t what they made them out to be. I love how good of a friend he is to Toothless, how he chats with him and plays with him, and how they do everything together. I love how amazing of a leader, chief, friend, son and father he is. I love his soul and his heart. I love his story and everything he stands for. He is an incredible person.

Happy birthday, Hiccup. May your story continue to exist and inspire people for many many more years 💚🐉

#bit of a rant #i dont regret anything #all of this is true #i love him more than any words could ever describe #but this is a good start #he means so so much to me #hiccup haddock #hiccup horrendous haddock lll #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #hiccup and toothless #how to train your dragon #hiccup #toothless httyd #httyd #happy birthday hiccup #💚 #🐉 #peppermintspost #simped too close to the sun #ask

[anywaydontbeastrangerrr]

i think damon’s giving us a break because jure is gonna look amazing and it’s gonna be insane so he’s giving us a break because he knows we won’t survive

#i dont think this made sense #bit of a rant #joker out #jure maček #damon baker

[goldenromione]

What's your opinion about Harry as a protagonist and as a character?

He's my favourite

I really don't understand anyone who dislikes Harry. He was a great character.

I've seen the claim that his bias against Slytherin made him a bad protagonist because he was no longer "neutral" but... Harry was never supposed to be neutral.

From the moment we were introduced to him, we understood his motivations. Yes, he was new to the world, but he was not new to bullying. He didn't need Hagrid or Ron to tell him to avoid Slytherin. He would have come to that conclusion on his own.

And he did. The moment he met Draco in the tailor shop.

It was also his bias that became the catalyst for the story. His bias is what introduced Snape as the red herring and set up the twist for Quirrell. His tunnel focus on Gryffindor let Slytherin and its former members operate in the shadows, increasing the tension of the war and moving the story along.

It wasn't bad writing. It was purposeful.

Anyway, I think Harry is great. Definitely one of my favorites.

#bit of a rant #I apologize #but yes I love him #harry potter #hp #jk rowling

[lafayette-paw-arts]

Making a post because this is starting to bother me

I borderline hate everyone obsessing over Angel's human name (Anthony) Hear me out.

I also love that we got to find out what his human name was, but it's honestly getting annoying how much everyone is obsessing over it.

For one, I doubt very few people go by their human name in hell. How much you wanna bet that Zestial, Husk and Cherri bomb are not their human names? (To name a few) So why do we assume that Angel didn't change his own name? I don't know if he did or not, I don't know if he prefers being called Angel or Anthony

BECAUSE NO ONE DOES! THEY HAVEN'T CONFIRMED THAT SHIT YET! (At least not that I've seen)

Second of all, and this is the big one.

Everyone saying shit for Husk like "Oh he loves him as Anthony" "He likes him when he's Anthony"

Make's Husks love conditional on Angel BEING Anthony. It makes his love conditional, and I hate that.

Don't do the cat man dirty! He loves Angel regardless! Because that's what love is, loving every part of your partner no matter who they are.

Also I wonder if I'm the only one here, but the way I've seen everyone talking about like Angel vs Anthony is kind of giving me the vibe that people are headcanoning Angel with DID without realizing it.

Anthony and Angel aren't split personalities, they're one person. Sure, Angel dust puts on a mask, but it's just the way that people are talking about it, it's like they're treating Angel and Anthony like they're entirely different people when they're not.

Disclaimer: I don't have any authority to speak on DID, I am saying from an outside observer that it's what it seems like everyone is treating Angel dust as.

Idk maybe I'm just thinking too much into this, I just needed a semi-rant. Thank you for listening.

#hazbin hotel #bit of a rant #angel dust #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel anthony #hazbin hotel husk

[wofdesignhub]

Hey Tui if you’re going to make an arc 4 can it NOT have the following: baby main protags, ANNOYING baby main protags, ANNOYING and RIDICULOUSLY STUPID baby main protags, the dod becoming relevant for the sake of nostalgia, baby main protags but they’re the babies of the dod, Darkstalker returns in some physical-non-physical way, interesting characters with interesting concepts are introduced and never brought up again (Pyrite/Hailstorm, Chameleon, Prickle), another villain that grooms and manipulates children (Darkstalker), ANOTHER nightwing protag, spider tribe, and the worst of all, rushing the development of arc 4 : )

(if Tui does any of these things in the list for the new arc, she owes me money)

#wings of fire #arc 4 #bit of a rant

[fellow-meme-lover]

The Leclerc > Sainz and Sainz > Leclerc debates have been bothering so much. Like I can’t even read the comments on any Ferrari-related posts any more because toxic fans are having a war in the comment section. It really bothers me because it’s draining having to constantly see toxic lecfosi attack Carlos every weekend and put on their tin foil hats to create an insane conspiracy to justify why Carlos didn’t deserve his podiums/wins (I saw ppl on twitter genuinely try to argue that somebody sabotaged Charles’s car in bahrain) and of course there are toxic Carlos fans too. These fans really take away from my enjoyment of f1 and I wish we could all just enjoy Carlos’s last year in Ferrari while respecting the talents and merit of both drivers the way Carlos and Charles do with each other.

#bit of a rant #I’m just so tired of it #going on twitter genuinely gives me a migraine #carlos sainz #charles leclerc #ferrari #cl16 #cs55 #japan gp 2024

[gay-ass-punk]

johnny tripping on something and almost falling but luckily kenshi's hand is on his shoulder so he grasps him trying to keep him on his feet except johnny's already completely lost his balance so the only thing kenshi's hand does is flipping johnny over while he falls (but on his back now!!) bringing kenshi with him on the ground

their foreheads bump into each other and they have tremendous headaches for the next hour

#bit of a rant #you thought they were going to kiss didn't you? #but they didn't #johnshi #johnny cage #kenshi takahashi #johnny cage x kenshi takahashi #mortal kombat #mk1 2023 #mk1

[annikasevenshots]

rewatching picard s3 (ep 2 rn) and i have thoughts

i actually sympathise with shaw a lot more this time around. just playing by the rules and getting through the day with the lives of 500 in your hands. like, he's not a hero and that is okay!!! god knows it takes so much energy to go all out and rebel and live with the consequences aand bro does not have that. and that is FINE. he's doing his best.

deadnaming aside ofc

not to diagnose him with Like Me but i'm thinking thoughts about shaw having me/cfs. just thoughts.

conversely i hate jack crusher even more this time round lmao. like wow he really is a cringe mary sue oc and we just allowed that.

i'm ambivalent about holo engineer shaw in legacy but can we boot jack crusher out the airlock at earliest convenience

like the picard's son plotline is so uncreative and cringey. there's nothing his character brings that cannot be filled by soji and elnor combined. elnor could have been working with beverly as Qowat Milat!! or even soji!

or beverly could have gone solo i literally dgaf

and if you're going to be uncreative and fuck around with the borg again, SOJI HAS LITERALLY BEEN WORKING WITH THEM IN S1. like if anyone is set up for a dormant borg virus it's her.

and lord knows you aren't going to pay either of them equal to what you pay a cis white man so there literally was no reason to boot the two of them to introduce jack

i just??? he is so useless???

sorry gang i am feeling feelings and the feeling is salt

#liam shaw #jack crusher #s3e2 #star trek picard #bit of a rant #very long very deep sigh

[maverique-moment]

I feel like there's no avoiding the gender binary, even in nonbinary spaces.

Like whatever your nonbinary gender is, it has to relate back to the 2 binary genders. Either a mix of both binary genders, neither binary genders, neutral in relation to the binary genders, etc.

But then what if you're just entirely something else? I feel like sometimes people just can't comprehend the thought of a gender that exists (so not genderless), yet isn't either of the binary genders. I'll see terms that have masc/boy, fem/girl, androgynous/androgyne, genderless/agender, & neutral/neutrois counterparts, but none for atrinary/maverique/aporine/etc.

Or when people make diagrams and say, "look I solved gender!" And I look at it and it's like, technically I'm not included here.

It's all the little things like that. Terms, flags, diagrams, options, language, explanations, my gender just doesn't exist there. In peoples attempt to explain nonbinary, they just end up leaving me out.

This post isn't to bash on other (nonbinary) genders (I mean I'm multigender myself), or say those types of microlabels shouldn't be made, it's just disheartening to see that part of my identity be left out time and time again, while people act like they've included everything.

#maverique #atrinary #aporagender #aliagender #nonbinary #bit of a rant

[lily-drake]

Hi could u write a story about the class trying (forcing) Marinette to confess or doing a crazy scheme which could be partiacly illegal along with a protective loyal and slightly possessive extremly influential boyfriend anyone besides mlb boys along with class salt(except luka kagami Zoe Nathaniel and Marc) adrien salt and neutral or sugar or even salt lila(you can chosse)

Requested by WillBillCip3r on my Ao3

Forced

Everyone always knew that Marinette had an Anxiety Disorder. It had always been hard for her to talk to people she didn’t know and she was always worried that she messed up or did something wrong even with the people she did know.  It was one of the reasons her friends pushed her out of her comfort zone so much, to, “help her see outside of her anxious bubble and live a life filled with fun and good memories”.  Even though she was new, Alya knew that she had this disorder too, and she thought, like many others in world, that it was “curable”.  According to Alya, Marinette didn’t need medication or any of the other things doctors prescribed to her.  In fact, she was often just, “overreacting about things”.  All she needed to do was breathe or meditate, focus on the positive, learn to stop doubting herself, eat healthy, and get over her fears.  Afterall, to Alya, anxiety was a choice, it was escapable, and it was a problem Marinette created for herself, nothing more and nothing less.  Which is why she pushed Marinette so hard to talk to Adrien.  But she noticed things had begun to change around them ever since Lila came, things had been so different. 

Marinette never talked to the class much anymore except for a select few.  She also noticed that Marinette and Adrien have been talking more, but there seemed to still be some tension between the pair.  And Alya wanted to hang out with her friend again, and wanted to help her get the guy she loved.  So with the help of the rest of the class, sans Chloe, Sabrina, and Lila because she needed to help at a charity, they began their plan.

“Alya, I already told you I don’t want to!”

Marinette yelled as the girls began to help Marinette into a beautiful baby-blue dress, tie her hair in a neat fishtail braid, and put on makeup.  Alya wasn’t listening though, in fact she was texting Nino and the guys to make sure that they were able to get Adrien out of his prison of a manor and towards the Pont des Arts.  When she got the thumbs up she turned back towards the chaos with a wide grin.

“Alright Marinette, we’re going to help you to confess to Adrien once and for all!”

Alya declared with cheers from the other girls.  Marinette pailed and tried to push the others away, but they moved away before Marinette could reach them, already finished beautifying their best friend.  

“Alya I can’t!”

She yelled looking around the room as if looking for a means of escape.  Alya sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Yes you can gurl!  I know you’re scared, but we’ve got you.  We promise that you will be able to do it this time! We’ll be there every step of the way.”

She said in her best supportive voice.  Goodness this girl needed to learn to just chill and trust herself, Alya thought as she turned away.

“Alright, put these on!”

Rose cheered, handing Marinette the pair of heels they selected for her. “I can’t wear those, I’ll break my ankle.”

“Nonsense.” 

Alya said with a wave of her hand.  

“They’re only five inches, you’ll look great!”

Marinette looked around the room as her Anxiety spiked through her.  She hadn’t been on good terms with her class for months, and now here they were, forcing her to do something she desperately didn’t want to do once again.  She honestly wouldn’t mind throwing up right now, but she was afraid that even that wouldn’t deter them from making her do this.  They always forced her to do things she didn’t want to do, and while some of the things were enjoyable, she wished that she hadn’t done half of them—not including the Adrien plans, she hadn’t wanted to do any of them.  The heels were quickly forced onto her feet and the next thing she knew was that she was being rushed out of her own home.  Marinette wanted to cry, because this was supposed to be her safe space, but after this she wasn’t sure if it could ever be again.  

What would Damian think?  He was supposed to visit her tomorrow; what if he wanted nothing to do with her after this?  Would he believe that she hadn’t wanted to do this?  Would he be mad at her?

She didn’t have a long time to think all if those through because the next thing she knew she was stumbling along the pavement towards the Pont des Arts where André the icecream man was waiting along with a confused Adrien.  Her stomach clenched with fear and anticipation.  This wasn’t how this night was supposed to go, in fact tonight she planned to just chill and draw new designs while listening to music at her desk.  

She looked around with pleading eyes, hoping that they wouldn’t force her to go through with their insane plan.  She and Adiren had just figured out each other’s identity and have been trying to better understand each other so they could work better as a team.  Adrien said he was finally getting over her, and she was already dating Damian, so they had to figure out what their relationship would be so that the balance wouldn’t tip over.  The next thing she knew she was pushed sharply towards the stairs that led up to the bridge and when Alya pulled her phone out she knew she wasn’t going to be able to escape this.

Slowly she climbed the stairs, trying her very best not to fall over herslef in the too tall and painful shoes as she made her way towards Adrien.  Each step she took, each clack clack of the heels on the wood seemed to be her signature that spelled her impending doom.  Her eyes stung with unshed tears, her stomach ached with the fear and stress she was trying so desperately to suppress, her breathing felt stilted and wrong, and her head was pounding and screaming at her about her betrayal and everything that was going to go wrong!  

“Marinette?”

Adiren called out in shock when he saw her, but there was a shimmer of hope and happiness.  And that was the final straw her stomach decided as her mind told her that this would be the reason the balance of the universe was about to tip.  She nearly tripped as she ran to the edge of the bridge and emptied the contents of her stomach as tears began to stream down her cheeks and everyone watching simply froze.  But Alya kept recording, maybe this would still work.  Adrien would comfort her and they would fall in love!  But the others knew that this wasn’t going to work, they knew that it was time that this plan came to a close because Marinette was dry-heaving into the river, she was a sobbing mess with her make-up completely messed up, and they knew that she would want absolutely no one seeing her like that, especially in public.

“Marinette, are you okay?”

Adrien all but yelled running to her side.  She turned her head away, cheeks red in an ashamed embarrassment.

“Can you tell me if there’s anyone you want me to call?”

He asked as the other girls began to surround her, but she pushed them all away.  They were the reason she was in this predicament afterall.

“D-Damian.”

She all but whimpered.  She was so embarrassed that she was honestly considering jumping past the gate and into the water if only to get away in front of the crowd of classmates.

“Alright.”

Adrien said softly as he pulled out his phone and called the number she had given him in case of an emergency and she was unable to call this person herself.  All he knew was that he was important and that he was one of the reasons they were able to have connections to the Justice League after so many years of silence.  As Adrien made the call and began to mutter quietly into the phone Alya came up to her, camera still recording.

“Come on Marinette, you can do it!  Go tell him!”  

She encouraged her friend, but Marinette just started to cry again.

“Alya, turn that thing off!  It’s over, it didn’t work!  Just let her be; can’t you see that this was pushed way too far?!”

Nino yelled while trying to yank the phone out of his girlfriend's grip.  Alya just rolled her eyes and yanked the phone from his hand.

“It’s not my fault that she keeps working herself up!  She just needs to learn how to keep herself calm.”

Nino stared at her in shock.

“Alya, you know what Anxiety is right?”

“Yea, it’s when you're overly nervous.  Look, I know Marinette is more anxious than others, but honestly she just needs to learn to control it, then she’ll be fine.”

The others were staring at her now like she had grown a third head.

“Alya, how do you know when Anxiety becomes a mental disorder?”

Alya rolled her eyes,

“Anxiety really isn’t a mental disorder, people just say that so they have an excuse to be scared of the world.  Besides, Marinette doesn't have it, she’s one of the most social people I know!”

Marinette was shivering now.  Marinette had always tried her very best to not let her Anxiety rule her life.  She tried her best to do things her brain constantly tried forceing her not to do.  She’s able to be social, she’s able to work the counter at the bakery, she’s able to be the president at her school, but that doesn’t mean it’s non-existent.  Did Alya really believe that she was faking this the entire time, that the way she reacted to things was completely her choice?

The argument was getting louder, her breath faster, her head was pounding, and she didn’t know how much longer she could stay standing while wearing these devil shoes.

“Marinette!”

She heard a familiar voice shout and her head shot up as she watched a man with black hair, green eyes, dressed in a nice suit run towards her.  She tried to push herself away from the railing to meet him halfway, but when she took a step she collapsed from the pain radiating from her feet and ankles.  He was at her side before anyone else could help her up, checking her over for any injuries before cradling her into his lap and picking her up.

“Why are you in a suit?”

Marientte muttered as she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend’s neck and snuggled her face against his shoulder.

“There was a charity gala, which was why I wanted to visit you tomorrow.”

Marinette hummed as she tried to match her breathing to Damian’s own breath.

“Are you okay Angel?”

“Better now that you’re here.”

Damian gave her a small smile before turning to the class who were currently gobsmacked.

“Which of you are the reason My Angel was having a panic attack?”

Damian looked around at everyone and saw that they all wore a guilty expression, except the Agreste boy, he looked more confused than anything.  

“What do you think you’re doing?!”

A bespeckled girl yelled out from the crowd, her eyes squinted into a frankly unintimidating glare.  Damian rolled his eyes.

“Keeping Marinette safe.  Obviously she does not wish to be here.”

“Look here kid,”

Damian sent her one of his darkest glares which made her pause for only a second before continuing,

“We have been planning this moment for so long, and we will not allow you to ruin it!”

Damian raised a brow and turned to Agreste, he shrugged still unsure of what was supposed to happen.

“And what was this plan exactly?”

“I’m not allowed to say, that would break the girl code.”

Damian rolled his eyes and looked at Marinette, his eyes becoming gentle as he stared at her curled up form.

“They want me to confess that I’m in love with Adrien when I’m not.  They wouldn’t listen to me though.”

Damian nodded, he remembered the stories she told him about how they would force her to go through with their crazy and convoluted schemes when she didn’t want or have the time to.

“I see, well, I’m sure she’s already told Agreste this, but she doesn't feel that way for him anymore, and since I know you won’t listen to or believe what either of us will say, we will be taking our leave.  We ask that you please leave her alone until she wishes to see any of you again.”

Damian said in a tone that accepted no argument, but Alya never cared about things like that.

“You can’t do that!  I’ll call the police and have them arrest you for kidnapping!”

Damian rolled his eyes and flicked his wrist flippantly as he walked past her.

“Do as you wish, but know that you would only look like a fool for doing so.”

Alya was about to follow them and rip marinette right out of his arms, but Adrien held her back.

“Alya, that’s her boyfriend.”

He whispered into her ear.  Alya turned around and looked at him with shock.

“I thought she had told you.  But we actually talked about it a while ago.  I know she had a crush on me, but she doesn’t anymore.  Also, you should probably learn more about Anxiety before you go around saying that, ”people only use it as an excuse for attention”.

And with that, Adrien left the bridge and went back to his house.  The others stared back at him, shocked.  They hadn’t realized how far apart they had drifted from each other until now.  Little by little, everyone left the bridge lost in thought till only Alya was left, standing there and wondering how everything backfired so terribly.

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[owchie-wowchie]

Anyone who says the fnaf movie was bad, how excited were you for it? If the answer is anything along the lines of "I'm not into fnaf" then you can't talk about it. If you can't tell me who Elizabeth Afton or Henry Emily is, then you can't talk about it. It's for the fans and they made that clear. IT ISN'T A MOVIE FOR YOU!! IT'S FOR THE NEURODIVERGENTS WHO WERE/ARE OBSESSED WITH IT!!! NO ONE WANTS THE OPINIONS OF SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T LOVE THE FRANCHISE LIKE THE REST OF US!! Thank you for listening.

#fnaf #fnaf movie #bit of a rant

[humanpurposes]

Just some thoughts I've had about writing over the last few days:

So I've been having a little bit of a quite a major freak out lately ✌️😙

I have two series that I want to update, I'm excited about the stories and the ideas, but every time I sit down to write I have nothing to say. No words come to mind. When I get writer's block I try to redirect my energy into other things or slowly chip away at my wip until it comes together. But lately I feel like I'm forcing myself to write and then I get distracted, and upset with myself, and I doubt my abilities and start to wonder if I'm doing this because I want to or because I feel like I have to.

But the reality is it can be very daunting and actually quite a lonely process to write something, if it's a series or a oneshot, fanfiction or otherwise. When writing was still new and exciting to me, I could bang out several chapters in a day and still be happy with the quality, now I feel like writing a chapter is becoming a longer and more complex process.

I've just felt so stuck with my fics lately, and I think a lot of that comes from the pressure to write something that's amazing and gets people invested. And I do put a lot into what I write, I love rich stories and complex characters, getting carried away with an idea, playing things out in my head and then finding the details and the meanings as I write. And to be honest, that takes a lot of work.

I think my problem at the moment is that I'm getting so worked up about creating something "perfect" and making sure the writing is flawless and the narrative makes sense and the characters are all believable, that I've lost the ability to enjoy the overall process.

The main thing on my mind at the moment is KIAG Chapter 15, and it's meant to be this big, emotional moment, and I've just completely intimidated myself because everything has been building to this chapter. I love this fic but sometimes it's hard to motivate myself to write it. It doesn't get that much traction on here and I've gotten a few weird comments, complaining that Aemond is a terrible person (what did you expect??) or presuming that the story will develop in an unsatisfying way, so I feel like there's this urge to stand out, and to prove that actually, this fic is good and emotional and compelling.

But realistically, I'm an amateur writer, writing in my spare time, for my own enjoyment. None of my fics are ever going to win the Booker Prize or become classic pieces of literature. And that's ok! I just need to enjoy this for what it is.

And it's really helped talking to people, keeping myself grounded, not getting caught up in being self critical and just letting myself work organically. Sometimes you just need a bit of reassurance or another pair of eyes.

So I just wanna say, if anyone finds themselves stuck or doubting themselves, my dms are always open if you're struggling or need to talk things through 🫶

#me when i overshare #bit of a rant #more of a ramble

[guccibootyellow]

I don’t usually reply to stuff like this but I’ve had a couple of replies in general and I’ve had people message me privately that I’ve ignored. I’m only going to say this once (just because I know what the su and bellow fandom can be like and I really don’t want to get into it or start anything).

I’m well aware, canonically, this may be the case but coming onto a bellow blog where I’ve made it clear I hc them as a couple and all the scenarios that this might include, I don’t appreciate being told I’m being icky or gross or wrong (as mentioned in private messages bc of what I’ve shared) for a harmless hc that you can by all means scroll past or unfollow me for. Let’s not do this please, guys.

If I don’t personally agree with someone, I don’t make people feel bad or message them to specifically disagree with personal hc’s or perspectives. I just leave it be because it doesn’t affect me and it doesn’t matter (they’re not real people; it’s just harmless fun). Please give me the same courtesy and stop replying or messaging me just because you don’t agree with me.

Feel free to mute, block, or ignore. But please don’t start making moral comments or messages on my posts or to me personally just because I hc something differently to you or express my ships differently. You know I’m a bellow shipper; this is what this blog has always been. You know I post or talk about nsfw, seriously and as a joke. Please don’t make comments when you know this is the case.

I don’t want to argue; I don’t mean to offend. It’s just that I’ve seen this happen a lot with the su fandom and I’ve been in multiple fandom spaces enough to know that this doesn’t need to happen. I’ve also been in this fandom enough to see how su fans treat each other.

Like I said, if you don’t like me or my opinions, feel free to ignore me. But don’t come to me personally and start making comments. I’m not sure what you get out of it but I’ve had this a few times now (not just this reply) when I don’t usually so please respect my space. I’m respecting yours.

Thank you so much 😮‍💨🙏🏼

#bit of a long post sorry but i needed to get this off my chest #i’ve had this blog for around 5 years and it’s always been a safe and happy space #pls let’s just let everyone have their space and leave it be if they’re not harming anyone #don’t make me regret having this blog bc this is the only bellow centric space i have left #just want to share my thoughts and share other people’s and leave it there #don’t engage if you don’t need to or want to #personal #bit of a rant

[elizaellwrites]

I've been diagnosed with Fibromyalgia (+ some of its friends) for five years now, and it's so ingrained in my behavior to adapt to my condition that I don't realize it until I try to explain my daily life to other people. At this point, I can't imagine what it's like for those without these types of problems to consider...

An example: talking to my university's accessibility office:

How does it impact your ability to travel between classes?

Well, I can't really take the available buses, because they're too full to guarantee a chair, and I can't stand on a moving vehicle because it stresses my joints too much. Walking is fine, but the quick changes between classes can cause me to rush. I'm often winded when I reach my class, but it's still doable for me.

How about with stairs?

Usually, they're okay, but on some days I just take the elevator because it's a better option for pain and stability.

What about in class? Do you have any difficulty taking notes, concentrating, or remembering things you need to?

Sometimes. My hand can cramp up if I'm taking a lot of notes, and if I'm having a bad day, it's very difficult to concentrate on what's going on. I can miss things during lectures on occasion, but I just go back through the material, check lecture notes online, or ask my professor after class to fill in the blank. I just do my best to write everything down, because I can be forgetful. It's worked so far.

Are there any environmental issues that bother you, like loud sounds or brightness?

There's usually not too much noise in class that bothers me outside something falling on the floor- like a metal water bottle. I'm pretty light sensitive, but my doctor told me to limit sunglasses use because it will train my brain to rely on them. So, I just deal with it unless it's absolutely necessary.

How often are you having these bad days happening when it's difficult to move due to pain, keeping your balance, a migraine, etc.? Beside getting to lectures, how can this impact your assignments?

It depends, but it can be multiple times a week, once a week, or more spread out. I wish I could be more specific. Some days, I can't go to class at all, others, I can do partial days. It really depends. Sometimes, because I'm especially light-sensitive with a migraine, I can't really do all my homework, because most of it is online. If it's an assignment due the next day, and I have a migraine, I just can't do it.

So, we can look at helping you with mobility by making sure your classes are closer together and closer to the first floor, more flexibility with assignments and attendance, as well as giving you software during classes to make it easier for you to get the information you need by recording the lectures and taking notes for you.

Me: What?

#bit of a rant #such simple things #i'm so used to just dealing with it by myself #fibromyalgia #chronic pain #chronic illness #not writing

[lafayette-paw-arts]

We are gathered here today to discuss my thoughts on Valentino's eyesight

I think it's a product of lots of factors.

I believe he does in fact have bad eyesight and need prescription glasses, but because he's a moth he got red tinted glasses to try and mitigate his moth tendencies so he's not getting distracted and blankly starting at every damn light.

But that causes a different problem, red glasses are so hard to see with and really change your perspective of things around you.

My partner helped me test this out, they wore red tinted glasses for the whole day while I drove us around and we went about our errands. There were so many things they just couldn't see. While it definitely helped with any bright lights around, they couldn't really see several things, including details on things like money, especially depending on the lighting in the room.

Which would mean the famous, "He had like three bills, and it took him like 30 minutes to count it, his eyes are so shit." from Angel might not be just about his eyes but also a byproduct of his glasses he needs to function in hell as a moth with all those bright lights around, especially with all the neon lights.

Also the pink lighting of that limo would have made it impossible for Val to see almost anything in there with his glasses on, but his eye sight might also be bad enough he doesn't want to take off his glasses because then everything would be blurry and he could get a headache. (speaking as someone with quite a strong prescription on my glasses)

In short I think that yes Val has bad eyesight and needs the glasses he wears, but because of being a moth he needs to have tinted glasses which really fuck with the rest of his vision. So he's been doubly fucked over in the vision department.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin valentino #valentino #angel dust #bit of a rant