Minibug And Chaton!!!!

This is the ultimate embarassment. Sharing so I can save it to fell better when I do something stupid.

obsessed with what's happening on twitter rn

Adrien and Alya playing tic tac toe is just awsome

Mine developed from my endometriosis. Please, everyone, if your cicle is weird, you bleed to much, and feel pain in odd moments or have to intense cramps, ask for a magnetic ressonance. If your doctor gashlightes you saying it's nothing, change them. I've been suffering for years and it took me a decade to finally have my diagnosys

We all know what erectile dysfunction is but literally no one is ever taught what vaginismus is and it can cause people to feel extremely lost, broken, and cause people to take their own lives. Raise. Awareness.

I'm older, but still a bit of the akward kid. Guess I'll start to pay more attention to my interactions...

*this is especially important: these days on Tumblr there’s a wonderful atmosphere of being able to talk openly about your mental illness or your struggle. And that’s great! But there’s a difference between sharing in order to help yourself and other people and sharing just because you have no other coping mechanisms. As much as you’re able, try to work on developing a different outlet. People aren’t qualified to be your therapist because they’re nice to you a couple of times. Please remember that they have lives too, and their job is not to make you feel better or pity you, no matter how difficult your life is. 

And last but not least: 

But… 

I really don’t have a way to better this. 

Your interests are your own. I can’t advise anyone to change their interests to fit in with a certain group of people - that’s stupid, and actually quite damaging to your sense of self. 

Instead, I would recommend that, maybe if you feel like your topics of conversation are falling flat with this group of people, you move on to other, greener pastures. There are bound to be places where your ideas mesh better with an audience. 

And of course - try to be considerate about what you say and how you say it. 

Sometimes, what might seem like a harmless comment to you might be a very discomforting thought to another person. I recently had a conversation on a forum with a guy who was telling me that his headcanon was that Pearl (from SU) would soon get a male love interest who loved mechanics and weapons next, and that would be her best arc, because she would finally get a ‘healthy’ love interest. 

His intentions were good, but he was entirely unaware of how cringey this kind of thing was to a bunch of (probably queer) people, who have spent their entire lives being told that the only ‘good’ character development for them would be to get a ‘male love interest’. No one wanted to be the jerk to say “fuck off, we don’t want that to happen” but everyone was answering him in a flat way, trying to discourage the discussion further. Instead of picking up on the hint, he bulldozed on, thinking he was having a ‘lively conversation’ which was, in fact, in its late stages of death. 

I know I’ll probably get a few messages to this saying: What about people on the Autistic Spectrum? Sometimes, people can’t pick up social cues or ‘hints’. And if that’s the case, it’s incredibly difficult to understand why you’re not having any luck communicating despite your best efforts. 

I feel that on a person level, please believe me. I made this infograph for THAT VERY REASON. Because I WAS that awkward kid who didn’t pick up on hints well. In fact, I still have trouble talking to people. If any of you have had the misfortune of being my conversational partner, you’ll know that I tend to be overly blunt and come off as very unfriendly. It’s something that I, myself, am working on currently in order to grow into a better person. It’s a struggle in progress, but I am aiming towards the progress side, and I just wanted to help out others while I was at it. 

Kim competing agains his monkey at P.E. class

If kwamis were actual size Tikki would be the least obvious as ladybugs are easy to hide, while each day would be an adventure of Adrien trying to sneak a cat into the class, or Plagg (who still has all the normal kwami powers) sitting on the steps of the school, curled up in the sun, waiting for Adrien to come back, maybe sometimes staring at the doors Damocles slammed in his face mewing, other days finding his way onto the roof.

That or Mendeliev or Bustier has a soft spot for cats, brings it inside from the harsh weather conditions (it’s 20 degrees, a few clouds but mostly gentle sun) and Plagg now spends the whole day at the front of the class being pet by teachers and whichever student is doing a presentation.

Just watched the video. Cutest thing EVER

This is so... soft. I am crying

i was thinking about what tikki and plagg do when they're inside mari or adrien's bag... just sitting in the dark feels kinda weird so maybe they can conjure their own magic room when they're hidden haha

My grandfather and my godfather (a beloved neighbor and dear family friend) had a long standing bet- for one dollar- about who would die first. Both of them being slightly pessimistic (in the funny way), they both insisted that they themselves would be the first to die. Any time my grandfather had a health scare, he’d gleefully call up my godfather to boast that he’d be passing “any day now” and he was sure to win the bet. It was a big family joke and they were always amiably sparring and comparing notes about who was in worse shape, medically speaking.

When my grandfather was in hospice care dying of liver cancer, my godfather was quite ill also. It took him great effort to make the journey to see his dying friend. As he came into the room, supported by a family member, he shuffled to my grandpa’s bedside and silently handed him a dollar bill. He was ceding his loss of the bet, as they both knew who was going first. My grandpa had been in quite bad shape for a while and was no longer able to speak but let me tell you he snatched that dollar with unexpected strength and literally laughed aloud. He knew exactly what the gesture meant and he couldn’t help but find the humor within the grief. It was the last time any of us heard my grandpa laugh, as he passed shortly after.

When I talk about my appreciation for “dark humor” I’m not so much thinking about edgy jokes, but rather the human instinct to somehow, impossibly, both find and appreciate the absurdity that is so often folded into the profound grief of life and death. When I tell this story I think it kind of perturbs people sometimes, but it’s honestly one of my favorite memories about two men I really deeply admired. I could never hope for anything more than for my loved ones to remember me laughing until the very end, and taking joy in a little joke as one of my final acts.

♫ Little banana on the roof  ♬ All alone without his Lady~

For @lovesquarefluffweek​ Day 4 - Your Voice

I love my country

Plus: We Are Number One but it's just a bunch of old brazilian funk

Brazil memes are always strange and cryptic but my favourite one of 2021 was when we just started putting bird noises over random shit. Like this news program