#B&B accommodation

[fisheito]

They both try to take each other's shirt off at the same time while saying: let me-- if you--- i can----- (every day i think about THE CHART)

[clannfearrunt]

Sometimes I start getting worried for no reason like “oh no what if people take issue with my different species in worldbuilding projects having different physical needs and abilities because it could lead to inequality” as if that isn’t an interesting and worthwhile topic to think about in itself. We have a society of ONE sapient species and we still have endless variation in our experiences and one million inequalities bitch you think it won’t be a problem when there’s even MORE variety? Dont you want to think about how this manifests and how people accommodate (or don’t accommodate!) these differences. Don’t you love passively generating entirely fictional toxic tumblr discourse threads <- don’t actually do that part I think it fuels the anxiety even if it’s fun in abstract

[psychoticallytrans]

It's very strange how we treat people changing due to trauma like there is one way that trauma functions, and all other options either "aren't real" or "must not have been real trauma", when, in fact, changes in a person due to trauma are so wildly varied that many common possibilities are complete opposites. They can be temporary. They can be permanent. They can be loud and messy. They can be invisible. They can completely and obviously fuck up someone's ability to function. They can have no external impact on someone's actions. It can warp someone's self perception deeply. It can have zero impact on their self perception. They can be purposeful, deliberate, and thought out changes. They can be complete knee jerk responses.

The same person can also have different responses to different types of trauma, or to trauma experienced at different points in their life. A car crash may well provoke a very different change in someone due to trauma than years of medical abuse. People frequently respond very differently to traumatic things that happen when they were children than those that happen when they were adults.

Changes due to trauma can also seemingly reverse each other. For instance, if someone experiences a near death event and becomes much more reckless in an effort to live life to the fullest, and then experiences a mugging which makes them far more cautious, that can lead to a seeming return to the norm. However, it's generally more likely that the two changes are causing internal pressure that just leads to a similar outward presentation- a very different experience for the actual person.

Trauma and how people respond to it are sufficiently varied that I doubt that there are any possible changes in a person that have not been someone's response to trauma.

[rainbowwyrm]

TW: Scopophobia, slight eyestrain, unreality (in alt ID)

𝐖𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩?

Reblogs are appreciated!

[opens-up-4-nobody]

If accommodations no longer help you, I'm curious at what point they stopped being helpful.

[wheredidalltheusersgo]

Mutant B's design from The Mutant Facility!

His design was inspired by Armadillos and pillbugs (with a teeny bit of ram mixed in!)

[thedreadvampy]

My housemate is moving out in January

She told us this a week or two ago, when she sat down and, after sitting with us watching TV for over an hour, said "hey so I bought a house and I'm moving out. We agreed on 2 months notice so I won't move until the end of January."

The last time she talked in the immediate terms about buying a house was in 2021, when the sale she was working on fell though and she was unemployed so it was a "when I'm back in a position to look I'll start looking again." Since then I've occasionally asked her how she's doing on the house buying front and she's been like "oh I'm getting there financially" but hasn't mentioned anything concrete.

She didn't tell us she was looking at places. She didn't tell us she had put in an offer. She told us when the offer was finalised. A week AFTER she emailed the letting agent about getting out of her part of the lease. And, it increasingly feels like, only because the letting agent's response was that we had to agree to change the lease.

The letting agent's response (which our housemate obviously didn't copy us into; we had to follow up separately and they copied us into the email chain) also includes that when we change the lease, they're empowered to change the rent, quote, "no cap". Rent was already going up in January - there's no possibility of Sam and I paying her share of the rent.

The really fucking upsetting thing is we're not strangers. This isn't a casual "housemate we found on flatshare" thing. She and Sam have lived together literally their entire adult lives. Me and her have known each other well over a decade. I lived in her and Sam's flat when I was homeless. We were the first people she came out to as trans. We're not super close but I thought we were fucking friends. And she's literally gone out of her way to not talk to us about this for what must have been months while the sale completed - which means she's lied to my face at least once cause I've asked her about her finances in that time (cause she's in a job she hates that she only took to get the house money, so it's like. when we've been commiserating about work stuff I'm often asking 'are you almost free?'). she literally went out of her way to talk to the letting agents before talking to us about putting us in a situation where we could lose our fucking home.

And she keeps. trying. to pretend nothing's happened. Every time I've seen her since then she's not mentioned anything or apologised or anything, she just keeps chatting away and offering hugs and fistbumps like nothing's happened. Like we're still fucking friends.

All it would take for us to still be friends and to be happy for her would have been one fucking sentence in the groupchat like "hey, just put an offer in on a house" or "I'm looking at properties, just so you know, that might happen in the next few months". Like nobody begrudges her for buying a house! It's very cool for her! She's 31 she's worked really hard to get the money I would love to be happy for her! Unfortunately she decided avoiding conflict is more important than giving the people she fucking LIVES WITH (who btw fronted her a month on the rent here while she was unemployed and agreed to take on a larger proportion of the move-in cost back in 2021, if we're still holding ourselves to shit we said 2.5 years ago), so no, you are not entitled to our friendship or to going back to normal.

like if she'd been honest with us it would have been something to process but we'd have had time to figure out our next steps. instead she's left us in a position where we have to find a new roommate before she gives her one month notice, which means finding someone by the end of December, which oh look that's the middle of the fucking Christmas holidays. and she didn't tell us anything until the START of December, or copy us into her conversation with the letting agent, meaning we still don't know what the rent on that space will be so we aren't yet in a position to advertise it. Has she offered to help find a roommate? Has she fuck. Has she offered to help out by moving her move-out date? Nah, she's moving as soon as she gets the keys because, quote, "that means her finances won't have to change". SOUNDS LOVELY. NOT HAVING YOUR FINANCES SUDDENLY CHANGE. I THINK THAT SOUNDS LIKE A REALLY REASONABLE FUCKING GOAL.

Thirteen fucking years she's lived with Sam. Four fucking weeks over Christmas she's left us to figure out a way to not turbofuck our living situation. And she's got the fucking nerve to try and pretend we should be interacting like nothing's changed. Jesus Christ. What a fucking unhinged way to treat...anybody, honestly. never mind the friends-your-entire-adult-life part. literally cannot imagine a scenario in which I would buy a house without telling the people I lived with.

(haha actually this is what my parents divorced over so apparently it's not unusual. although at least my dad had the decency to tell the woman he shared finances with at the point he put in an offer not the point the fucking sale went through.)

Like we'll be fine. It's a huge city centre flat with decent rent and queer housemates, hopefully even when the rent goes up it'll be an easy sell in a city with a huge housing shortage and big queer community. We've got a couple of people interested already, sight unseen - worst case scenario we have to live with someone we don't get on with. And it's given Sam and me a push to look at our own finances and as of today, we've got a mortgage decision in principle and can start looking at flats in the area - mind, we'll be transparent upfront and tell any prospective housemates that yeah, we're looking to buy and move out in the next 6-12 months, and we'll tell them if we put an offer in, because we're decent fucking people who aren't going to spring that on someone out of the blue.

But it's been I think 2 weeks and I'm so fucking angry I could spit. It's such a fucking betrayal. And frankly you know selfishly like. I just had a breakup a couple of months ago, I'm in the middle of moving jobs, both me and Sam have a history of housing instability and this has been the first decent, stable, safe, not-mouldy not-freezing home I think any of us have had, and this is so fucking triggering and upscuttling I could just start biting. like I was talking to my friend about it last week and it's just like. Can I have One Fucking Thing of the three main tentpoles of survival - home, work, relationships - that are fucking stable right now? because shit has been In Flux lately. and at least the work and relationship stuff has changed because of my decisions. going through all that work to make myself short-term unstable to gain long-term stability has been really hard and draining and then just as I was reaching the crisis point with work stuff BOOM, IT'S HOUSING INSTABILITY WITH A STEEL CHAIR. fuck. seriously fuck this and fuck her. we're going to make something good come of it but what a deeply, unbelievably shitty thing to do.

[chirpsythismorning]

When ya'll told me I was crazy for saying s5 is gonna take up to a year to film and so I stayed quiet, but now it's low-key being confirmed:

[go-for-it-kacchan]

ok but now that Shinsou's confirmed to be in class A, Monoma's gonna have to choose between inter-class rivalry and love for his bestie

[esleep]

i have spent my entire 29 years of life not understanding how bad it sucks to adjust to glasses for the first time, and now that the taxman cometh i am a little bit in mourning for the days when i did not feel kinda nauseous all the time. life-long glasses-wearers are powerful heroes to me.

[cicada-days-of-summer]

been traveling to a bunch of college campuses this last bit, with more to see. they are IMPRESSIVELY inaccessible. like holy shit.

[multi-lefaiye]

sometimes you have a trigger that cannot be reasonably and easily accommodated for, because it would require the people around you to police themselves to an extent that is not healthy for them to do.

that doesn't make your triggers and your trauma any less real or valid or *deserving* of accommodations, but deserving does not necessarily always mean that those accommodations are possible.

sometimes the best way to handle your triggers is to recognize what triggers you and do what you have to do to handle them when they come up. find coping mechanisms that work for you, and as much as you're able to, be open with the people in your life about it. even if they can't make sure you never have to interact with something that may trigger you, they can be a support system for you to ensure you'll survive the blows as they come.

it's not always possible to avoid what triggers you and it's not always possible for others to do that for you. (to be clear: i'm not at all saying people should *seek out* content that they *know* will trigger them or that they shouldn't remove themselves from situations that are triggering when they have the ability to do so, but that sometimes it's not that easy.)

(disclaimer: this is not psychological advice and i'm not saying this applies to everyone.)

[sweet-alt-lillacs]

One of the greatest joys of a tall woman is finding a pair of jeans that not only fit appropriately, but come all the way down til they touch the top of you feet.

I am 5'10 AFAB she/they, I have a 35 inch inseam and and 43 inch Foot to Hip Ratio. My legs themselves are 3'6. My legs on their own are the height of an American 1st Grader. I have the average inseam measurement of a man who is 6'7. At least according to bikecommuterhero.com (the only source I could find).

Today, I was at Walmart browsing the clearance rack with very little time. I saw a beautiful pair of dark wash flare jeans in my size for $21. They looked super long so I gave them a chance without trying them on. I got home and they not only came to the tops of my feetz but they also almost hit the ground on the back of my ankle. I would pay $100 for a pair of jeans that made me feel this beautiful.

[opens-up-4-nobody]

Fuck u I shouldn't have to work on weekends vs Jesus christ I have so much to do. Fight.

[floofy-grumpuses]

TEENAGER JOURNALIST REAL!!!! I drew this all over the course of the day, but I couldn’t look up refs for the canon grumps so they look a lil funky. I wasn’t originally gonna give them a tail and the funny ears but the urge to do so just got me. Like it’s such a funky design how could I NOT.

I have another set of doodles but I’ll post them separately. Also I just wanted to acknowledge these tags from the original post bc LITERALLY SO TRUE THIS WOULD HAPPEN

[local-redhead-bookworm]

One of my favorite things to do for fun is watch videos breaking down certain media tropes. And I was watching one about the heart of a group. A poorly written “heart” character can be written with the intention to be lovable but are actually annoying sometimes. A character that is written solely with the purpose of being lovable can be really frustrating, especially if every other character adores the heart when the audience realizes that there’s no real justification for that.

Now let’s see if y’all can guess which characters I’m thinking about that fall into this poor writing category.