#Do it like a dude

[sanjidysphoria]

OBSESSED WITH THIS VERSE TBH. LIKE YEAH. I COULD DO IT LIKE A DUDE.

[someawesomeamvs]

Warning: Spoilers

Title: Haruhi Fujioka || Do It Like A Dude

Editor: Sonia Joie

Song: Do It Like a Dude

Artist: Jessie J

Anime: Ouran High School Host Club

Category: Character profile

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Song:

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[blaithnne]

I cannot stop thinking about Episode 5 of TADC because Ragatha is, however unintentionally, one of the best examples of how isolating and difficult it is to interact with the world as an autistic person I have ever seen. To the point it genuinely makes me sad to think about her. I need to make a post expanding on this at some point but rn just. The way everyone assumes there’s some sinister hidden meaning to everything she does and says but she’s literally just trying to be nice and she doesn’t understand why it’s not working. The way she tries so hard to make connections but it constantly falls flat, she says things that hurt without realising how or why. She follows the rules she’s been taught will make her friends — she’s kind, she’s forgiving, she’s accepting and apologetic when she messes up, but for some reason it’s just not working. She tries to mimic other people, she tries to laugh at past experiences, tries to open up about her past like everyone else is doing, but now everyone’s uncomfortable and looking at her like she’s crazy and she doesn’t get it!! She doesn’t get it!!! Jax is a jerk and he’s mean to everyone but for some reason Pomni likes him and she doesn’t get it, she doesn’t understand! Pomni tells her it’s okay to be a jerk sometimes but Ragatha doesn’t like being mean, she wants to be nice to people, but she does it anyway, she gets mean like Jax and Zooble do but now Pomni’s looking at her like she’s done something wrong but she just did what she asked her to!! She doesn’t get it!! At the end of the episode everyone goes off into their groups and Ragatha is left alone, after having tried so hard to make friends and fit in and make people like her, she’s still alone, and everyone thinks she’s weird and unapproachable and she just has to give up and accept that she is inherently unloveable. Her evil alter ego tells her she’s going to die alone and nobody loves her and the only thing she corrects her on is the fact that they can’t die here. The few that might like her when she’s around don’t miss her when she’s gone, because there’s nothing to miss. Ragatha has spent her whole life systematically stripping away everything that makes her different and unlikeable in order to make herself more palatable to others, and in the process she has made herself a personalitiless blank slate with no unique identity for others to latch onto and appreciate. She has nothing to add to any conversation because she’s too afraid of being disliked to have a memorable personality beyond being generally polite and nice. And just. God. Someone get this girl some noise cancelling headphones and a therapist on speed dial, being this good of a representation of what it’s like to be autistic, especially to be an autistic person with trauma, is not good for the soul. That final shot just destroys me right in the heart. My poor girl.

[hottubsandwiches]

working on life series winners designs again

[birdmenmanga]

they are putting yaoi in the city art museum and censoring nsfw content with heat-responsive material so you have to put your hands on it to see dick

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: November 18, 2010

Lyrics:

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...

J-J-J-J Jessie J

Stomp, stomp I've arrived

Drop the beat, nasty face

Why you lookin' at me?

Flyin', flyin', flyin', flyin'

Through the sky

In my spaceship

I'm an alien tonight

Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty sucka

You think I can't get hood like you

You motherfucker

I can do it like a brother

Do it like a dude

Grab my crotch

Wear my hat low like you

Do it like a brother

Do it like a dude

Grab my crotch

Wear my hat low like you

We can do it like the man'dem, man'dem

(Hey) We can do it like the man'dem

Sugar, sugar, sugar

We can do it like the man'dem, man'dem

(Hey) We can do it like the man'dem

Sugar, sugar, sugar

Bong, bong, hey, pour me a beer

No pretty drinks, I'm a guy out here

Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' money like a pimp

My B-I-T-C-H is on my dick like this

Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty sucker

You think I can't get hurt like you

You motherfucker

Do it like a brother

I can do it like a brother

Do it like a dude

Grab my crotch

Wear my hat low like you

Do it like a dude

Grab my crotch

Wear my hat low like you

We can do it like the man'dem, man'dem

(Hey) We can do it like the man'dem

Sugar, sugar, sugar

We can do it like the man'dem, man'dem

(Hey) We can do it like the man'dem

Sugar, sugar, sugar

Boys, come, come say what you wanna

Boys, you, you need to lick my dollar

Boys, g-getting hot under the collar

Holler, holler, whoa

Boys, come, come say what you wanna

(Come over here)

Boys, you, you need to lick my dollar

(Haha, lick my dollar, dollar, yeah, okay)

Boys, g-getting hot under the collar

Holler, holler, whoa

(Break it down)

I can do it like a brother

Do it like a dude

Grab my crotch

Wear my hat low like you

Do it like a brother

Do it like a dude

Grab my crotch

Wear my hat low like you

We can do it like a brother

Do it like a dude

Grab my crotch

Wear my hat low like you

Do it like a brother

Do it like a dude

Grab my crotch

Wear my hat low like you

We can do it like the man'dem, man'dem

(Hey) We can do it like the man'dem

Sugar, sugar, sugar

We can do it like the man'dem, man'dem

We can do it like the man'dem

Sugar, sugar, sugar, yeah

Do it, do it like a dude (Okay)

Do it, do it low like you

Songwriter:

Do it, do it like a dude (Ha ha)

Do it, do it, do it like a dude

Jason Andrew Pebworth / George Astasio / Kyle James Abrahams / Jessica Cornish / Jonathan Christopher Shave / Peter Abrahams

SongFacts:

👉📖

Homepage:

Jessie J

[noodles-and-tea]

How the gentle wind,

Beckons through the trees,

As autumn colours fall.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

sentinel cant be a bad person

[wintermav]

Wolverine being a confirmed boy kisser by Hugh Jackman.

[fisherrprince]

it’s not necessarily that I hate the themes most prevalent in fiction set in the real world and it’s not necessarily that I don’t like stories revolving around real people or relationship drama or interpersonal issues it’s more like im a dog who doesn’t recognize that a pill is still a pill if it has peanut butter on it. I need like the little peanut butter spoonful that is aliens or robots or monsters or time travel or something fantastical and not at all down to earth real life so that you can approach me and be like “this story is about how friendships can deteriorate over time and also how this guy feels bad for being a bad friend and causing his buddy problems with their girlfriend” and then look at me making a face at you and be like “AND! they’re all aliens who are doing all that across spacetime” and I’ll be like OHHHHHH OKAY YAY (shlop shlap shlup the sound of a dog horking down peanut butter pills) wow what a poignant story

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Abby fixing her friends in the FNAF 2 movie,,

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

katsuki will pull away from a full blown, steamy, hot makeout session, cheeks red and heaving with his full chest while gripping your sides, and will genuinely ask you if you still love him.