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Ouran High School Host Club Aesthetic

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*looks into the camera as the events i prophesied come to pass*

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Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

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oh yeah, in celebration of 2019, i feel like it is important to note that 2019 is the last year that chara falling into the underground can happen….

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“Lighten Up” by Ronald Wimberly

Beautifuly written- and drawn.

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Deconditioning

Whats almost better than Conditioning? Deconditioning, especially with a caretaker who has no idea what they are doing. Including classics such as~

Caretaker being horrified by conditioned responses and actions.

Caretaker being a little too slow to stop Whumpee from doing something harmful because of their conditioning. 

Caretaker being forced to use the conditioning to control a self-destructive Whumpee. 

Caretaker being aggravated or disheartened at receiving conditioned responses even though they keep telling Whumpee they can stop.

Caretaker getting aggravated at the lack of progress and lashing out, destroying the trust they’d painstakingly built.

Caretaker unknowingly triggers Whumpee’s conditioning and doesn’t realize it until later when they realize Whumpee has been in a state of panic all day, expecting a punishment that never comes.

Caretaker being forced to go along with the conditioning, lying and pretending to be someone they aren’t, because slowly deconditioning the Whumpee is less harmful than suddenly revealing they are free.

Annoyed Caretaker using their conditioning against them, later feeling bad as they realize just how deep the trauma goes for Whumpee and those words coming from them hurt more than from Whumper.

Deconditioned Whumpee returning to their Whumper. Do they fighting back against the reconditioning or fall into it again to protect themselves?

New Whumper who discovers a previously conditioned whumpee and now gets to explore and exploit these interesting and unexpected responses.

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My aunt who knows I'm trans tagged me in this on Facebook

Wow thanks. This totally brightens my day. Wow. Thanks.

[picture description: hahahaha.. This is all for ladies to enjoy. Women has Man in it. Mrs has Mr in it. Female has Male in it. She has He in it. Madam has Adam in it. Ever noticed how all women's problems start with MEN? MENtal illness, MENstrual cramps, MENtal breakdown, MENopause, GUYnecologist .. & (and) when we have REAL trouble, it's a HISterectomy! Send this 2 all women u know to brighten their thoughts. Cheers to our patience! 😝😂😜(Three stupid emojis)]

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the concept of people being born in the 00s and being on this website or the internet in general will never stop giving me a minor heart attack every time bc my brain stopped processing time in like 2008 so anyone born in like 2003 is automatically assumed to be in kindergarten until i realize they're old enough to drive

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Bad Cats.