Actually, I lied. I’m going to rant a bit first.
I miss my friends in LA. There weren’t many of them, but they were mine. I especially miss J. I’ve known him as long as My Person and I miss him so much. I want to hug him and make sure he’s eating and introduce him to cool games and let him borrow our faster internet. Siiigh.
I don’t have any friends here. It’s quite lonely. I don’t need a lot of social interaction, but I like to have friends over for dinner and meet them for coffee. I don’t know how to make friends; friends have always made me.
I’m an excellent friend, or well, I try to be? I care and ask about health/family/etc. I try to be interested in what you’re interested in. I think my biggest benefit as a friend is that if you’re loyal to me, I’ll be with you forever. I’m loyal in return and I have varied interests and can talk on almost any subject. I also am honest and don’t talk about you behind your back. I let you know when you’ve fucked up and I apologize when I have (provided I know that I’ve fucked up).
But, I just don’t know how to build a friendship. I’m jealous of those who do. I have no idea how to go from “oh you’re an interesting person” to “oh stfu I love you, you turtle face”. My friendship is filled with insults and cuddles.
Everyone always talks about making friends like it’s so easy and I’m just like:
I work from home.
I avoid people at all costs.
I’m somewhat shy, v introverted, and socially inept.
I just want a friend or two to do dinner with and occasionally get coffee and hang out with. I live in one of the best cities in the world, and I have no idea how to go about connecting with people.
If only friendships were about getting laid. I used to excel at finding sex partners. Sigh.
I’ve tried every trick I know and I’m still awake.
Going to read an old fav fic until I fall asleep.
Come to me Divided We Stand. Bring me your slow build and wonderful everything.
Sorry, mister self-proclaimed autism expert, stimming doesn’t always mean someone is stressed or uncomfortable. Stometimes I stim because I’m stressed. Sometimes I stim because I’m happy. Sometimes I stim because I like to stim.
Steve Rogers did, in fact, realize that something was off when he saw the outline of the woman’s odd bra (a push-up bra, he would later learn), but being an officer and a gentleman, he said that it was the game that gave the future away.
No, see, this scene is just amazing. The costume department deserves so many kudos for this, it’s unreal, especially given the fact that they pulled off Peggy pretty much flawlessly.
1) Her hair is completely wrong for the 40’s. No professional/working woman would have her hair loose like that. Since they’re trying to pass this off as a military hospital, Steve would know that she would at least have her hair carefully pulled back, if maybe not in the elaborate coiffures that would have been popular.
2) Her tie? Too wide, too long. That’s a man’s tie, not a woman’s. They did, however, get the knot correct as far as I can see - that looks like a Windsor.
3) That. Bra. There is so much clashing between that bra and what Steve would expect (remember, he worked with a bunch of women for a long time) that it has to be intentional. She’s wearing a foam cup, which would have been unheard of back then. It’s also an exceptionally old or ill-fitting bra - why else can you see the tops of the cups? No woman would have been caught dead with misbehaving lingerie like that back then, and the soft satin cups of 40’s lingerie made it nearly impossible anyway. Her breasts are also sitting at a much lower angle than would be acceptable in the 40’s.
Look at his eyes. He knows by the time he gets to her hair that something is very, very wrong.
so what you are saying is S.H.E.I.L.D. has a super shitty costume division….
Nope, Nick Fury totally did this on purpose.
There’s no knowing what kind of condition Steve’s in, or what kind of person he really is, after decades of nostalgia blur the reality and the long years in the ice (after a plane crash and a shitload of radiation) do their work. (Pre-crash Steve is in lots of files, I’m sure. Nick Fury does not trust files.) So Fury instructs his people to build a stage, and makes sure that the right people put up some of the wrong cues.
Maybe the real Steve’s a dick, or just an above-average jock; maybe he had a knack for hanging out with real talent. Maybe he hit his head too hard on the landing and he’s not gonna be Captain anymore. On the flipside, if he really is smart, then putting him in a standard, modern hospital room and telling him the truth is going to have him clamming up and refusing to believe a goddamn thing he hears for a really long time.
The real question here is, how long it does it take for the man, the myth, the legend to notice? What does he do about it? How long does he wait to get his bearings, confirm his suspicions, and gather information before attempting busting out?
Turns out the answer’s about forty-five seconds.
Sometimes clever posts die a quiet death in the abyss of the unreblogged. Some clever posts get attention, get comments, get better. Then there’s this one which I’ve watched evolve into a thing of brilliance.
mother. friggin’. space. man.
And some people still think we’re alone here
AND SOME THINK EARTH IS MOST IMPORTANT
just think about this for a second, its mind-blowing
"Keep Calm and Let Carter Figure It Out" - a handbook by Jack O’Neill
i’d like to thank god and also jesus for tamora pierce
#mind #intelligence #intellect #autism #understanding #genius #perception #dimensions
It is not rare for autistic people to be able to talk about how our minds work. But no one wants to listen unless we fit a particular model. Young, white, male, cishet, “savants” maths geniuses.
And half of that’s not even autism, it’s a literal description of synesthesia, which, while having a high co-occurence rate with autism, is not actually autism.
I don’t understand. Isn’t being able to explain how your brain works pretty common? I’m autistic and I can explain how my brain works. This is a very odd fact and it makes me uncomfortable.
Torn and Frayed 8.10 + Reichenbach 10.02
Hannah enjoys looking to the heavens because that’s her home
Castiel prefers looking at the earth because that’s where he feels most at home
While Hannah was gazing at heaven they cut to Cas struggling to keep his eyes on the road. He’s spent years trying to be part of both heaven and earth and it’s killing him. Crowley told Dean to pick a side, demon or human. I think it’s time for Castiel to make a similar choice
It’s that time of the year again. What better way to celebrate than with Cas and cats?
her smile right before she shoots it tho
odditiesexpress reblogged your post and added:
Dude, you’re awesome. Everyone should love you.
yesthatcourtney replied to your post “I have three TW fics and one SPN fic started. What is this writing…”
Oh man. Spn!!
Oh man, the SPN one is the least developed. I just have this idea that won’t leave me alone, but no plot yet. ARRGH.
I’ve included links to the previous times/tags that I’ve talked about these things as well.
My weighted blanket is amazing. I sleep with it almost every night and regularly curl up with it on the sofa, floor, or in my chair. I love it so much and I sleep a helluva lot better with it on. It weighs ~16lbs (maybe 17?) and is the perfect size for wrapping around myself (~7’x3.5’).
My chewigem is fabulous, though it hasn’t stopped me from completely biting my nails. That’s on me though, I don’t always know when I’m biting them, so I’m not always aware of when I need to grab it. It’s quickly becoming one of my favorite stim toys though. I never knew how much I liked to chew until I got this.
Kinetic sand is such a wonderful texture experience for those of us who like sand. Sand kind of calms me down and allows me to slow and think. My old therapist and I would play with the sand box occasionally and she always had a cup of sand sitting for me on the bookshelf for when I came in. It just gives my hands something to do so my brain can think. Kinetic sand is really wonderful because it’s moldable and doesn’t leave a mess on your hands. It pretty much sticks to itself and doesn’t leave that gritty, dirty, sandy feeling.
My poang isn’t the rocking version, but it is flexible enough that it allows for a gentle rocking. I tend to rock really hard in proper rocking chairs and flip them, so I opted for the cheaper more stationary version. It’s AMAZING and calming and I love it. My chair is fabulous.
This is my sand tray. My wifey (brushfireburn) got it for me for my birthday. Playing with it is nice texturally for me because SAND, but I also like the visual stim of raking the sand and drawing designs.
In addition to these things, I also use my headphones a lot (Bose SoundTrue around the ear) to help both limit noise and create a lot of noise.
My grandparents have that chair in the village and it is literally the best damn chair I’ve ever sat on.
Also literally just the photo of your sand tray is relaxing to me. I have one stashed somewhere from before the move, I should get it out…
Right?! That chair is amazing. And sand trays are so nice. You should definitely dig yours out :D