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Whale from hell

@snappysprinkledog

someone sent me an anon that made me aware that this blurb is perceived and I became uncomfortable with the concept of that

"It’s a FAT ZERO. HELLO!! A little LATE ADDITION to the numerical symbol chart brought to us from our friends in Arabia, a little bit of trivia that I happen to know about the history of numbers. That kind of little tidbit would serve me well in most trivia games, unless it had been RIGGED FROM THE BEGINNING!"

[ID: Image one is a Spotify playlist titled "i’ve only just begun to pull the thread on this sweater". Its cover image shows Brennan Lee Mulligan on Game Changer saying "I know what's going on here." The following images are all the songs on the playlist. Together, they spell out his whole monologue for the "Brennan Cannot Win" game, as follows (with added punctuation):

"Friends, you would think in a game where there are only two possible correct choices, that one would stumble into the right answer every so often, wouldn’t you? In fact, the probability of never guessing right in the full game is a statistical wonder, and yet, here we are. Introduced at the top of the game as a champion, what do you think that means? Icarus, flying too close to the sun. But it seems Daedalus, our little master crafter over here, had some wax wings of his own, didn’t he? Wanted to see his son fall. Fall from the sky. Oh, how close to the sun he flew! Well I’m not having it. I solved your labyrinth, puzzle master! The minotaur‘s escaped and you’re gonna get the horns, buddy! I cannot win!" End ID]

[Caption transcript: "It’s a fat zero. Hello!! A little late addition to the numerical symbol chart brought to us from our friends in Arabia, a little bit of trivia that I happen to know about the history of numbers. That kind of little tidbit would serve me well in most trivia games, unless it had been rigged from the beginning!" End transcript]

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It's important to me that everyone understands that if you've got an autistic friend who periodically sends you pictures/videos/whatever of your Thing, because they know you're into it... They love you.

Now don't get me wrong, It may not necessarily be romantic love, they might not want to run off to a little farm in Montana where you'll be married forever and raise little sheeps...

But they definitely love you. And they're so happy when they spot a post about X and go "ooh, my friend likes X! I'll send it to them!".

Because they love you and want you to be happy.

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Happiness is stored in the 3am discord DM of a link to a Tumblr post of a cute raccoon

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Neurotypical people might do this too for the same reason, but I can't speak for them. I don't understand how they work.

watching a documentary rn and the narrator just said "extraterrestrial bodies come in all shapes and sizes"

they're talking about meteors and asteroids and stuff, but i like to imagine it as a body positivity message for aliens

Roy Kent takes 5-6 months to process any new emotional developments in his life. It’s not that he doesn’t know he’s having feelings, it’s just once he’s had a chance to properly study and categorize and fit it into his world view- yeah, it’s been 5-6 months. And that’s only if he didn’t send it back Return to Sender. See for examples: taking months to accept Ted’s offer as a couch, taking months to realize he regrets breaking up with Keeley, taking months to realize him and Jamie have become friends. For return to sender, see his 2+ year delay on becoming a diamond dog.

Jamie Tartt is on average running 3 weeks ahead of schedule. This should seem impossible, but it is absolutely instantaneous that the second you give him an inch he will behave like it’s been three weeks. See examples: immediately sleeping with someone after Keeley broke up with him, cracking jokes around a team that’s still mad at him, getting 1 approving gesture from Sam and acting like they’re best friends, going from ‘its 4am’ to ‘let’s go coach (ง’̀-‘́)ง’ in the span of like a day, etc.

Dani Rojas meanwhile is a static variable who is 100% from the day you meet him and that is the correct percentage for ever and always

why is it always the fancylad boy-king type whos the bottom. maybe his tough loyal knight who uses his body to protect and defend him and lives to serve him wants to get railed

maybe i just like it when masc dudes with scars and calluses and a devotion complex bigger than the moon get topped by troubled prettyboys with hands thatve never worked a day in their life. who said that

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Jamie, showing up Trent’s door at two in the morning wearing nothing but booty shorts and a hot pink hoodie: can i please have my gay mentor moment ?

Trent, half awake: what are you talking about ?

Jamie: well, Colin told me how you helped him, now I want my turn, please

Trent: Jamie, it’s two in the morning, why don’t you come back in—

Jamie: i am in love with Roy

Trent “former journalist, girl-talk extraordinaire, gossip enthusiast” Crimm: I’ll put the kettle on

the way the idea of “boundaries” has been sooo twisted and weaponized to be another avenue of control in relationships is so insidious and disgusting.

and like. preferences/boundaries do not exist in a vacuum. they are not tools for you to evade accountability. you cannot be absolved of bigotry or abuse or mistreatment by labeling it as a preference or boundary. boundaries and preferences rooted in misogyny, transphobia, racism, etc are still misogynistic and transphobic and racist and you can be held accountable for it. “you can’t force me to -“ Sure, but you can still face consequences for it.

I graduated high school in 99.

There was a student at our school named Wayne.

Wayne was gay. It was obvious. He was unable to stay in the closet even if he wanted to. To make matters worse, he was also Black. From a bullying standpoint, that was not a great combo. Both Black and white students made fun of him relentlessly. He was ostracized from the only community that may have given him protection. Only us theater kids stuck up for him, but not to significant effect.

Wayne was bullied so much that at one point he finally snapped and attacked his bullies with a lunch tray. I was actually seated in perfect line of sight and just sat there chewing my soggy fries in stunned silence. It didn't even seem real as I was witnessing it. The image of him wailing on his main bully as the food on his tray flew off is permanently logged into my long term memory.

The bully he attacked had blood all over his face and went straight to the nurse. Other than superficial cuts, he was not injured.

Before the attack, Wayne went to teachers for help. He went to guidance counselors for help. He went to the principals for help.

He did all of the things you were supposed to do. No one helped him. They wagged a finger at the bullies and warned them to stop.

Wayne's lunch tray melee was the only thing that worked. His bullies stayed far away from him. But a week later Wayne was expelled and the bullies were given no punishment.

So... no.

No one in my school talked about being trans.

Because the only way to survive being openly queer was to bash people with a lunch tray.