malociraptor:

malociraptor:

Having dogs is great because “oh shit my roommate called and said my dog is throwing up” has saved me from so many bad dates. No one asks questions, it’s not serious enough to be suspicious, but it’s exactly urgent enough that you have to go home to take care of it ASAP

Note: dog does not need to be sick in any way for this to work

Bonus: you get to see your dogs

doge-w-a-bloge:

too-many-paper-cranes:

not to be like anti-neurotypical or whatever but adhd people with hyperfixtations and autistic people with special interests are like, literally the core of any fandom. all those fics and comics and askblogs that update daily with no signs of stopping? those theory and other fandom blogs that post content so often you wonder how much free time they have? listen, it’s amazing what you can get done when it’s literally the only thing you fucking think about. appreciate your local autistic/adhd content creators.

#listen i have Never been causally interested in anything it either bores me or is the only thing i care about for years #im not actually talented in theory making or whatever its just that like #whenever im not doing something else my brain just defaults to thinking about undertale #im not saying that literally everyone who’s really involved in a fandom is adhd/autistic BUT #im willing to bet like 25-50% of the fandom content creators you follow that you can constantly depend on for updates are #at least the ones who only post about One Specific Fandom lmao

oh-the-mess-i-make:

madamehearthwitch:

evilkillerpoptarts:

momo-de-avis:

cumaeansibyl:

a) do you really think someone would put all that time and energy into making an infinity stone jewelry piece if they didn’t know all about the infinity stones

b) I don’t see you putting all that time and energy into making an infinity stone jewelry piece, what have you contributed lately besides being a dick to people for no reason

c) who gives a shit if you can’t name all the stones, you’re allowed to enjoy the shit you enjoy without some whiney ass loser quizzing you to the smallest detail

I will NEVER FORGET my first convention.  A table was doing Transformers trivia and you could win a prize.  The men in front of me were asked fairly difficult questions.  

Then I rolled up.  Dressed as Thrust because buttwings, damnit.

“Oh, we’ll go easy on you,” the dude said in the most condescending, smarmy tone.  “Name one of the dinobots.”

I rattled all five off in alphabetical order, and demanded that they tell me all six Constructicons.

There were several guys at the table.  They managed five.

“You forgot Bonecrusher,” I said sweetly and walked off.  I didn’t want the prize I’d rightfully earned.  Their spluttering was all I wanted.

If you’re gonna gatekeep, I’m gonna DESTROY YOU.

Great story BUT… You shouldn’t have to destroy them!!

You don’t have to love something in a ridiculously obsessive way that knows every tiny fucking detail for your love of it to bring you joy. If that’s how they get joy, cool, nice for them. But you don’t have to.

You can casually love a thing, cosplay as a thing, go to cons for a thing, without dissecting it into little pieces.

Women do not have to be exceptional in order to belong.

WOMEN DO NOT HAVE TO BE EXCEPTIONAL IN ORDER TO BELONG