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tare-anime 1 month
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I was rewatching the cruise arc when I suddenly has this thought
When fighting Barnaby, Yor felt her feet getting heavier, and she hesitated to get hurt.
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It happened after she knew Anya was watching.
I guess, her body hesitated because she refuse to bleed in front of Anya. No parents want to scare their child like that.
Especially not since Yor herself knows what kind of horror it was like.
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Maybe she witnessed her parents' death. She for sure always being surrounded by death during her job.
And the same like how she wants to spare Yuri from those horror (which she failed to do so because Yuri's own choice 馃ゲ馃ゲ), Yor also wants to spare Anya from it.
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quibbs 2 years
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i have missing-gideon-the-9thitus and the doctor said it's terminal
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blossomfestival 1 month
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intern... intern yuri....
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smallidarityfan 3 months
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CRUMBS.............................. I miss them <///3
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formalmess 1 year
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more lsoh au... ehehe :)
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I don't have a therapist right now so Tumblr is getting all of my thoughts...
I just got hired for what honestly feels like a dream summer position, and it's a big deal for me because I have struggled majorly with employment in the past. Getting through a job interview while autistic is pretty much a special form of hell. So now that I've succeeded I'm really proud of myself for working hard at getting better at something that's difficult for me. It feels like I won at this game finally.
But it also is kind of, like, still shitty. So I struggled in a system that is unaccommodating to me, failed multiple times and took some big hits to my self confidence, but after working really hard I overcame those difficulties to Win At Capitalism? Is that really something to celebrate?
It's like the "disabled person is so determined and inspirational that they navigate inaccessible environments through the force of their will" narrative.
There's just something that rubs me the wrong way about congratulating myself for succeeding in a job interview, as opposed to, you know, living a life that's free of the need to participate in job interviews. In a world that is actually ideal, we wouldn't need to kill ourselves developing interview skills just to survive in our society's economic system.
I did utilize accommodations for my interviews that made a huge, huge impact in my success. So I guess my own argument isn't perfect, because I did modify the situation in some ways, instead of muscling through the completely traditional interview format.
Asking for the questions in advance changed the game for me. So far, I have asked for questions in advance prior to three job interviews, and none of the employers questioned me or refused to send them. So I was able to prepare answers to the questions before the interview and even practice speaking through them out loud. I can get tongue-tied if I'm trying to speak off-the-cuff, so doing this basically allowed me to articulate an accurate impression of my skills.
In the interview for the job that I got hired for, they told me that I'm able to use visual aids if I want, so I actually prepared a slideshow to screenshare during the interview. I had my qualifications on the slides so there was no way I'd mess up telling the employer about them. It was great to have an aid on the screen for me to follow along with as I talked, and it also demonstrated that I had prepared for the interview.
Since most of my mutuals on here are also neurodivergent, I'm curious if you have thoughts. Have you figured out ways to succeed at interviews? Or not? What has helped you the most? What's your mindset around conforming to expectations and trying to train yourself to perform well? (I'm also a little bit curious just because I'm finishing up a research project about this exact topic, because I always end up centering my research around the stuff that is bothering me in my real life, lol).
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gertritude 20 days
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how are you liking p4 so far? thoughts? 馃帳馃帳
It's been hard to go from the UI/combat of persona 5 to this game, but I persevere....
I've seen people call this the "happy" persona game, but it has a kind of grungy and uncomfortable atmosphere to it that I find interesting? The harsh color visuals of the TV world are really cool - I looooooove that opening area with the outlined bodies on the ground. I'll hold off on actual opinions about characters until I see more of them, but so far, I really like Yosuke and how they handled his shadow + his whole deal with Saki (whom I am sad is dead... I liked what little we got of her)... he feels shockingly nuanced for being the "dumb best friend" character, which I really like??? Chie's got a lot of fun energy to her, and I like what I've seen of Yukiko so far. Dojima will suffer my hand for how he neglects Nanako idgaf if he's a single dad on the police force go hire a babysitter
I'm still pretty early in the game (Yukiko's Castle Dungeon), so the only thing I really can say I dislike (aside from obvious downgraded UI) is the cutscenes? The 2D animated ones were one of my least favorite part of P5, and I am not excited to see they still look really bad here... I wish there were nice 3D ones instead.......
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cowplant-pizza 1 year
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this is me looking at my pc rn... because... i just loaded up my game and.......................... my save is gone........
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i was enjoying this legacy so much i cant believe it........ fuck sims man
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martyrbat 3 months
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cant have shit in minnesota.....
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wri0thesley 1 year
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Oh my g o d you've just given me the biggest brainrot. Ok so you know Venti's line about acolytes? Where he basically says that why not consecrate yourself to him right now, all it takes is an offering (and yes I'm bastardizing that) plus what you just said about the arranged marriage,,,,,
Think you've been married to the anemo archon, given to him as a tribute, married in his church and given a house nearby and expected to live comfortably and worship him. And it's a cushy life really, you live off donations and offerings and get paraded around at festivals as your beloved archon's spouse. Until one clear night a man comes through your window, carried on the breeze, shushing you gently. He might look young but there's something in his eyes, in the way his hair seems to nearly glow in the moonlight, in the way his fingers are so nimble when they play with the hem of your nightgown. Aren't you married to him? Aren't you his most devoted follower? Isn't a marriage supposed to be consummated? It's an honour many would kill for, you know. The chance to serve their archon like no one else can.
LISTEN. I LOVE THIS. even though obviously all of the nations have their own religions, i find the kind of catholic mondstadt religious imagery so so sexy. and this is what i'm talking about!!!
it's supposed to be symbolic; that's all it is. barbatos's spouse is a symbolic role given to devoted followers, a volunteer from the church who is blessed by the wind in some way (but sometimes, the sisters are so desperate that a breeze ruffling your clothes is enough of an incentive). for you, it had been picking a dandelion - before you had blown upon it, the wind had blown hard enough for every wish to come off the stalk, and two of the sisters had seen, and you have always been so devout--
it is not a bad thing. not a bad existence, all things considered, for a ward of the church. a little lonely (you will never know the touch of another, for your body is sacred and holy and belongs to barbatos), but you are fed and clothed and coddled and taken care of.
you leave your windows open in the little house. it is full of music - you are given music lessons, a singing tutor, books and books of poetry and ballads, so that you might continue to please your archon. there is always wine in the cupboards, for everyone knows how fond barbatos is of it. there is always fresh produce, always happiness, but you are always so alone--
until one night you are not. until one night you hear a noise from your little kitchen and come down to find a young man lounging at the table, a glass of wine in his hand, old eyes and a bright smile and long fingers made for playing the lute. nobody would ever dare break into the home of the anemo archon's beloved chosen spouse. a light breeze toys with the braids in his hair, the cloak about his shoulders, as he smiles at you all satisfied and teasing.
"well," he says to you, a laugh in his voice, a voice like the wind itself. "won't you show me to our bedroom, beloved?"
his hands are sure. his mouth is hungry. he is generous in giving as much as he clearly wants to receive, as his hardness presses against bare thigh and he sighs at you, noses against your throat with the scent of apples and wine rising from him. every sigh he brings forth with nimble fingers on your bared skin he matches, in perfect harmony--
and though he is gone by morning, it doesn't matter. a hand-written piece of music sits upon your kitchen table; a ballad to the shape of your body in moonlight under barbatos' adoring fingers. the promise that he will return, if only to sing it to you.
you will never be alone again.
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clown-cuspid 10 days
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finishing a dnd campaign is so surreal. where did the silly little guys go?? what do you mean they lived happily ever after?? and i'm not there to see it?? i've seen them suffer biweekly for years and all of a sudden they've left to go settle down and have children what the fuck
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seawherethesunsets 2 years
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AHN BO HYUN as GU WOONG YUMI鈥橲 CELLS 2 (2022)
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bobsquatley 7 months
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i feel like. once bobby and bailey get officially married (delusional) bailey would be a bit more affectionate but still kind of aloof. like hell put his hand around bobbys hips to move her over when he needs to get to a high shelf or hell get bobby to sit on his lap while he works and he gropes her under the guise of 'youre my wife so i can do what I want' but he really just wants to nuzzle into her neck... he still tenses up when bobby holds his hand or kisses his cheek but hes getting used to it. he leaves his shirts around in hopes that bobby will put one on when she gets home from work so he can look at her and think about how shes all his. when shes watching him shave his hand is just a little bit shaky- he wants to look good for his wife. when bobby decides to cook a meal for them both he gives a quiet nod but he really wants to say thank you and pat her head. he wants to braid her greying hair, her hair that he told her to grow out, and run his fingers through it but all he can do is brush it and listen to her complain that hes being too heavy handed. when theyre both laying in bed after a long day, he wants to rub her back and tell her to take it easy, but all he can muster is 'goodnight' and a quiet 'love you'.
its alright, bobby understands. hes been a cold hearted man for a long time now. shell wait for him to thaw and warm up to her- even if it kills her.
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goodtimeswithgrian 11 months
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every time someone I've never interacted with tags my art like "op im kissing you on the mouth /p" my immediate reaction is :( oh no :( why not /r? :((
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hearts4juzi 16 days
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theres no emotional whiplash quite like seeing one of your favorite ships get portrayed as a mother/daughter relationship...
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