Seven being the only of the base 10 digits to be multiple syllables really pisses me off cause everything is fucked up by it. What if I wanna count fast? Seven throws off the whole groove. And when I’m counting higher too it’s like I gotta slog through the 70s or god forbid the 700s. Seventy-seven? Get the fuck out of here. And something like just sev would’ve worked just fine. Doesn’t sound like any of the rest of the numbers. It also has “even” in the name and it’s odd. You know what else has that? Eleven, another pissass number for reasons I won’t get into. Easily worst single digit number. I don’t care if it’s “the lucky number” either, that’s just bullshit propagated by casinos probably. Not even that mathematically interesting. The only thing I can think of is the decimals repeating in a unique way when it divides, what with the repeating from different places. And what, most common number when rolling two six sided die? Be for real. AND its multiples are cringe too. Where does 49 even come from. 63? 91??? What the fuck. Stupid fucking number and I’m tired of pretending it’s not.
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Steve very smoothly taking the reins at a gay club when Eddie "i've been here SO many times just follow my lead" Munson deer in headlights it the second he's thrown into the deep end of dancing sweaty bodies, loud non-metal music and opportunity for actual queer interaction on a Fruity Four weekend out in Indy.
Steve guiding him onto the dance floor, helping him to loosen up a little, gently reminding Eddie to keep his eyes on him whenever someone gets a little too close and
Oh yeah, Steve hasnt actually come out to anyone yet, he's just there as the 'token straight guy', he hasnt really thought too hard about it just yet, although maybe he should because Eddie does have such pretty plush lips and those big brown eyes are staring at him like he's goddamn hypnotized--
an Nancy an Robin are watching from the bar placing bets on how long it'll take them to disappear into the smoking area to make out against a wall.
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it is healing to come onto this blog and see basic respect for diasbility after being in other corners of the fandom and reading the words “snowkit could never be a warrior because he wouldnt know what anything is. he wouldnt even know what a clan is because nobody could explain it to him” said in full seriousness
Im..... That statement is so ableist I cannot even imagine the worldview you'd need to have in order to come up with that.
They really think the only way anyone learns anything is through verbal-speaking-words-noises? No one has ever observed something before? Not even once?
This is beyond touching grass, this person just fell out of the fucking Jurassic Period when all they had was ferns and stegosaurs.
I just...
OH YES. I remember my first day of Society Lessons as a hearing person, where the everything was explained to me. Via Audiobook. FIRST they spoke and said, "you are standing on the ground." It was a life changing revelation, and the world began to spin.
But it did not stop.
THEN they said, "there are fingers on your hands." The sensation of flesh and bone crackling into existence is indescribable, but I did not yet know pain, until they told me, "that hurts." I began screaming immediately.
And yet... it continued.
They explained so much. Chairs. Tables. Walls. The sky. Frogs. Ionizing radiation. Breathing. I was told all of it, in one sitting, and only then did I understand. Only when my ears were bursting with normal hearing knowledges, did they begin... my final test.
A strange wall-chair-finger emerged from the sky-of-the-wall, stood on the ground several times, until it was in front of me. A second one came behind it, this one slimmer. The audiobook gave these things names;
Human. Father. Mother. Door. Walking. It was completely impossible to know what these things were until that very moment.
I watch a human dip a hook into water and produce a fish, and I recall my Society Lessons where they called that "fishing." I am decked in the face by a nefarious hooligan, and I have only the audiobook to thank when I know I have been "punched" by a "bad guy." It was only the magic of verbal-speaking-words-noise that made me understand that there are "other people" and that they "do stuff."
Sometimes, even, in "groups."
Before the Society Lessons Audiobook, I knew nothing. I was pure, innocent, uncorrupted by concepts such as "parents" and "door." I am grateful every day that there is no such concept as "being shown things" or "simple logical reasoning" or "looking."
Blessed be those amongst us who escape the horrors of the Society Lessons Audiobook. I pray that you never learn what anything is. Be free! Free as a bird, which also knows nothing and famously cannot learn. 🤗
DEAF/HOH FOLLOWERS I'm losing my mind do you want me to bump a 'Hearing Disabilities Herb Guide' to the top of my priorities? Something you can use to bludgeon whackadoodles like that. This is ridiculous
Obviously not a MEDICINE guide but like; common causes of hearing disability in clan cats. Accommodations for hearing loss vs congenital deafness. Actual difficulties of not having that sense Clan-by-Clan. Debunking of misconceptions like... not being able to learn APPARENTLY.
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one of my niche skills is that i can perfectly imitate a clown honk with my voice. and if i were a borrower i would so so use that to my advantage. late night borrowing trip but the giant walked in for some water? i just hide and ominously honk and they would haul ass outta there. you don’t fuck with mysterious late night clown honks. thats horror movie 101. the giant would never fuck with me. i’d be the safest borrower in the world.
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mind can rarely crack his joints bc his bones are metal and whatever and usually run pretty smoothly. but on the rare occasion that he can crack them. it sounds like the entire house is being torn apart by fireworks and violent explosions. his back snaps like a godsamn whip and his neck cracks so hard it's a surprise he didn't break his own spine. every single joint in his body will pop louder than anyone in the house has ever yelled, without fail.
he'll always make sure to do this in direct vicinity of both heart and soul because as he rearranges his internal structures they will stare on in sheer, absolute horror, especially considering that once he's done, he just continues on with his task as if it never happened and as if every atom in his body hasn't been split in two
Headcanon #632
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why does Dave drug karkat? Is he like…flighty or something??
buoy is he.
karkat is not the most compliant captive, see.... especially since dave doesn't seem to want to actively harm him and acts so passive most of the time, so even with the possibility of things going sour that does not stop him from trying!! unfortunately, dave knows much too well how to handle these situations :/
but since karkat is so persistent and loud, sometimes a buoy has no options u kno? ;T
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