literallyaflame:

literallyaflame:

a person online: i hate it when adults act like childish little freaks in public, smh. you’re an adult, you should be able to order your own food without help. get over yourself. also, why are some people, like, waaaaaaay too into the stuff that they like? omg, and the people who CLEARLY can’t even have one (1) normal conversation without acting Weird??? it’s embarrassing, u guys are embarrassing, get help

the same person five seconds later: we gotta remember to love and support the autistic community u guys <3

you know, in hindsight this reminds me of something

when i’m at work, people get mad at me for not hearing them the first few times. like, openly agitated. they’ll assume that i’m stupid, or rude, or careless. sometimes they will indirectly chastise me for ‘not paying attention.’ at which point i say “i’m sorry, i’m hard of hearing. you were on my right side and i’m severely deaf in that ear,” and they go “oh my god i’m so sorry i didn’t know.”

yeah. you didn’t, did you? the only available information you had about me was… that i didn’t hear you say something. the thing you hated enough to comment on was that i couldn’t hear you. you don’t get to backpedal once you find out that i have can’t-hear-well disease. i shouldn’t need to present a diagnosis to expect decency from you

if you attach negative characteristics to “didn’t hear what you said,” that will affect how you treat d/Deaf and hard of hearing people. if you attach negative characteristics like “weird and childish” to utterly harmless and well established autistic traits like “doesn’t make eye contact,” that will affect how you treat autistic people. it’s not rocket science

makenoplans:

whilomm:

ALT

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deep space really said

lafemmemacabre:

cqcophobiq:

alright listen spiderverse fandom. love hobie’s design, but why’s he’s always in his work outfit in group art or fics even when the others are in casual clothes? punk fashion is so cool. look!! look at the things he’d be wearing when he’s clocked out

Some of those are goths given the bands they’re into, but yes!

skeuo:

i just beefed with someone online and I got tired of it so I said “I ate some really good blueberries today” and they replied “I had a fire ass peach today”. world peace

fatphobiabusters:

zurigasungama:

fatphobiabusters:

This post is to remember the singer Cass Elliot who tragically died due to fatphobia. To put it simply, an entire life of cruelty about Cass Elliot’s fatness caused her to resort to starvation diets, substance misuse, and what very well could have been an eating disorder. She attempted to survive the fatphobia by playing the fatphobic, stereotypical role of the “funny fat person.” Not even in death was she allowed to escape fatphobia, as her tragic death was used as a fat joke by spreading a rumor that she had died by “gluttony.” More specifically: choking on a sandwich. Despite that not being true, people continue to believe that debunked myth today. If not for this fatphobic society, Cass Elliot, an incredibly talented singer, would not have died at age 32, involuntarily leaving her only daughter parentless, and likely would have still been alive today.

If you’re not sure who Cass Elliot was, this is one of her most iconic songs with her former band:

And here is a solo performance by her. Some people might recognize this song since it was apparently used for a TikTok trend:

For more details about the horrendous fatphobia she endured her entire 32 years, here is a video and two articles that explain. A trigger warning for the second article since it uses the slur “ob*se” and “overweight.”

‘Mama Cass’ Elliot Died Almost 50 Years Ago, But Her Memory Is Still Obscured By Fatphobia

“Cass deserved far more from us,” says writer and researcher Lexi Pandell.

Vogue

Mama Cass: How fatphobia made a mockery of a legend

The iconic singer of The Mamas & The Papas broke barriers in the music industry by succeeding while also defying established beauty standard

EL PAÍS English

In memory of her, please do not call her “Mama Cass.” She hated that nickname because it was used specifically due to fatphobic stereotypes.

If anyone needed an example of how deadly fatphobia has been for centuries, I hope you’ll think of Cass Elliot, one of the plethora of people who have been killed by fat people’s systemic oppression and still faces oppression to this day while 6 feet under.

-Mod Worthy

Don’t censor slurs! This isn’t TikTok, where you’re trying not avoid being suppressed by automated systems. This is Tumblr, where people can and do filter out posts that contain triggering content, a practice you are interfering with.

All of the mods of this blog have used Tumblr for years. We specifically tag for the slur “ob*se” as “o word.” You can filter for either of those words. No one is going around writing the slur as “0b3$3.” People who regularly look at this blog do not want to see that slur uncensored every day. And frankly, I don’t want to write it. It’s a slur that is used to medicalize my body and view me as subhuman. If you have filtered for this slur, you are probably familiar enough with fat liberation spaces to know how the slur is commonly written and tagged. The 99.9999% of people who don’t give a shit about fatphobia also don’t understand or care that “ob*se” is a slur, let alone even know the slur’s history.

-Mod Worthy

birdcounter:

charlesoberonn:

eliyah-de-dark:

charlesoberonn:

One quiet day on the farm, the Little Red Hen found some wheat seeds and decided to make bread.

“Who will help me plant these seeds?” the Little Red Hen asked.

“I would.” said the Horse “But I’m a workhorse, and I’m too busy moving carts around.”

And so the Little Red Hen planted the seeds by herself. And they grew into bountiful golden crops.

“Who will help me harvest the wheat?” the Little Red Hen asked.

“I would.” said the Dog “But I’m a guarddog, and I’m too busy keeping away burglars and predators.”

And so the Little Red Hen harvested the wheat herself and made it into flour.

“Who will help me bake the flour?” the Little Red Hen asked.

“I would.” said the Pig “But I’m a mother of 5 newborn piglets, and I’m too busy taking care of my young.”

And so the Little Red Hen baked the bread herself into twenty beautiful loaves.

“Who will help me eat the bread?” the Little Red Hen asked.

“We would.” said the Farm Animals. “But we’re ashamed, for we didn’t do anything to make the bread.”

“Nonsense!” said the Little Red Hen. “You, Horse, helped move around the stones that built my oven. You, Dog, kept me safe while I worked. And you, Pig, are raising a new generation of Farm Animals, who will too contribute to our Farm one day. You’ve all helped me so much by simply being you.”

“Besides,” the Little Red Hen added. “I couldn’t possibly eat all the loaves on my own, most of them would go to waste. Come, eat with me.”

And so the Little Red Hen and the Farm Animals ate the bread together. And all saw their own, and each other’s, worth.

I’ll be telling this version to my child as he gets older.

Honestly the best and biggest compliment I’ve ever gotten on a piece of writing.

Thank you 🥲

Bird Count: 11

Type: Hen

Medium: Children’s Story

Notes: Perfect story. It was an excellent choice to make the main character a bird. Solid writing all around.

imperfectlovesong:

feeling normal about this also

citizen-zero:

scarlet00rose:

luminarai:

listen, I’m not the biggest fan of kids but if a child looks at me then you bet I’m gonna smile back at them. kids deserve to experience the world as a kind and safe place to explore okay.

But the world is not kind or safe.

then Fucking do your part to make it that way.

rioblitzle:

the escort missions in pokemon mystery dungeon are so funny like yeah of course we’ll protect you and help you reach your friend!! but we’re multitasking missions so we’re taking you along to confront several aggressive and dangerous outlaws along the way. you have to fight them with us. or just try to stand in a corner or something. sorry.

tlirsgender:

tlirsgender:

It appears to me a lot of people’s impression of Sherlock Holmes’ drug use out of context is “he’s running around solving murders while coked out of his mind” which is really funny BUT!

As someone who reads acd canon & has the autistic urge to correct people about my interests, I’d like to let it be known that he actually primarily uses drugs between cases, because he gets painfully bored with nothing to do, stating “my mind rebels at stagnation.” This is because he has adhd but the diagnosis hadn’t been invented yet. Anyway

This can still be funny because it means the rest of the time he’s acting like that while completely sober. He’s just quirky. He IS a cokehead but it actually calms him down. Because he needs adderall

You may hear “Sherlock Holmes does cocaine” and think “oh, that explains why he’s so fucking weird” but you would have it backwards. He does cocaine because he’s already just Like That. He does this specifically when he’s understimulated. They didn’t have adhd meds in victorian london he’s taking whatever stimulants are available. And That’s why he’s coked out of his mind. But Not while currently working on a case, because that keeps him busy

*note: I have adhd I know how it is

quasi-normalcy:

You know what, fuck it, I don’t *want* some frivolous, artisanal, lighter-than-air computer with no customizability, no upgradeability, no reparability, no ports, and a lifetime of *maybe* 3 years if you’re lucky. I want a fucking great BEAST of a computer that’s designed to last a minimum of 50 years, with ports up the wazoo and optional drives for every kind of media! I want modular components that you can drop in a bog for a year, dry them off, and have them still work fine! I want them to make a noise like “ker-chunk!” when you slide them into place! I want a switch that you pull to turn it on! And I don’t want software that constantly forces you to get a pointless, cosmetic “upgrade” every few months either! I want durability! I want longevity! I want satisfying haptics! I want Silicon Valley to go fuck itself!

morsmoon: