#so I tried to do all of them

[bleedingichorhearts]

I wish to boop an Astartes, as if they were a cat.

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: You wish to boop the snoot? No, you desire. Careful on who you boopin’ however. You never specified who's, what and the huh.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets.

What I imagined(can’t find the original.). Have a Mario version too.

TW // Language.

Dark Angels: To boop such an Knight. You must build yourself up to his level quite literally. He’ll watch you with a semblance of amusement as you pull a chair in front of him and climb on top of it, just to “boop” him? On the ‘nose’ of his helmet? He shakes his head, silly little bonded. You’re lucky he allows you to touch his armor.

Emperor Children: Booping such a diva will reward you with a purr to your name. His form leaning down to let you pursue more of your little “boops” as long as he gets to admire your beauty in it. Perhaps even take your hand in his and kiss it. Slather it in his saliva.

Iron Warriors: To boop this warrior, you’ll have to catch him at the right time or surprise him with it as they are stubborn in their work. So, when you suddenly succeeded in giving him a “boop” while he was fortifying/crafting, he huffs and turns to you before swiping you up in his arms and placing you in his lap. He’ll let you boop him as long as his work gets done perfectly. It is your gift after all.

White Scars: To boop a White Scar is like trying to catch a certain someone underneath a mistletoe, but just for you he will stay still for just a moment when you request of him. Leaning down to your level, he experiences your “boops.” His nose scrunching up, but otherwise— aaannnnd he already off in the wind.

Space Wolves: The booping of the Space Viking comes at the immediate price of some attention. You “booped” him? Do it again. Again! Will you give me some smooches too? Is quite the definition of “puppy.” You might as well scratch under his chin while you’re at it.

Imperial Fists: Booping this bulldozer rewards you with a secret fortification. However, he doesn’t necessarily like you interrupting his work, but he wasn’t doing anything nearly as important as listening you. So, when you “boop” him on the nose, it scrunches up before he just nods in acceptance. Though liking the… experience.

Night Lords: To boop a Night Lord, you must be able to face the consequences afterward. One can’t just “boop” him without having one back! So, the bastard just overwhelms you with his own “boops” to your cheeks, overall body.

Blood Angels: The booping of these vampires is quite easy, really. He’ll lean down at your request, watching as your finger comes out and “boops” him on the nose. Your petite form giggling at him, blood pumping through your veins, and before you know it. You have his fangs brushing up against your neck. Showing you his own little “boops” at your acceptance, of course.

Iron Hands: To boop this one is a lot harder to do. Considering they are the more… “logical” Astartes. You’ll need to be careful or perhaps more smarter? Tricking the Iron Hand into “helping” you with some appliance. You do manage to “boop” him on the nose. His form pausing in his action to help you before he realizes he’s been fooled for your attention. His eyes watching you run away from him as he could only grumble to himself. His heart’s beating in his chest.

World Eaters: Easy to “boop” this one! He is usually always around you when you become more attentive. Anything you do to him and he’s his devouring it as it calms him down greatly. Sometimes more than he likes admit.

Ultramarines: Booping this blueberry is a classic. He’ll kneel down to your level, awaiting the “booping” you told him about. Acting all courageous when receiving the “boop” on his nose, but dying on the inside.

Death Guard: This stink bug here is like a moth to a flame. When you “boop” him, he’ll just stare at you. Not a single thought going inside of that brain of his. You were afraid that you might have broken him, but in reality he was just really slow. He’ll rumble and purr in return… eventually.

Thousand sons: This one is a slow one too. To endorsed in his parchments, but he’ll catch on more quickly. Especially since you’re doing it more than once. When another “boop” leaves your mouth, your finger poking his nose. He sighs, taking you by your shirt and laying you down his lap, a slight grin showing on his usual voided face.

Sons of Horus: Booping this Son grants you a mix between a purr and a growl an impressive sound to hear. It stops you in your tracks to “boop” him again as he looks down at you, questioning why you didn’t “boop” him again. He really wants it. Give him another boop.

Word Bearers: Booping this one is also a classic. Kneeling down to your level. He’ll amuse your need to boop him then to tend to his scriptures. Blinking when you do “boop” him on the nose. He doesn’t hesitate to grab your hand when you pull back. Kissing your knuckles with a chuckle.

Salamanders: It’s freeroam to boop these dragons! They are a wholesome bunch! When you “boop” your Salamander he smiles and gives you a (very gentle) boop in return. 10/10 experience would try again.

Raven Guard: Booping these ravens is another classic, but a loving experience. Your Raven coos at you when you “boop” him. His head coming forward to give you eskimo kisses. Do thread your fingers through his hair too.

Alpha Legion: These bright blue mysteries are an easy one to boop also. Perhaps too easy… When you “boop” your Legionnaire on his helmet and run away giggling. His suspicions are high, even higher when his visor is coated in… glitter? Did he just get blasted with glitter by his little bonded??? His brethren laugh behind him. Oh, he so going to get you back.

[giantkillerjack]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[inkskinned]

the thing is there's like, a point of oversaturation for everything, and it's why so many things get dropped after a few minutes. and we act like millennials or gen z kids "have short attention spans" but... that's not quite it. it's more like - we did like it. you just ruined it.

capitalism sees product A having moderate success, and then everything has to come out with their "own version" of product A (which is often exactly the same). and they dump extreme amounts of money and environmental waste into each horrible simulacrum they trot out each season.

now it's not just tiktokkers making videos; it's that instagram and even fucking tumblr both think you want live feeds and video-first programming. and it helps them, because videos are easier to sneak native ads into. the books coming out all have to have 78 buzzwords in them for SEO, or otherwise they don't get published. they are making a live-action remake of moana. i haven't googled it, but there's probably another marvel or starwars something coming out, no matter when you're reading this post.

and we are like "hi, this clone of project A completely misses the point of the original. it is soulless and colorless and miserable." and the company nods and says "yes totally. here is a different clone, but special." and we look at clone 2 and we say "nope, this one is still flat and bad, y'all" and they're like "no, totally, we hear you," and then they make another clone but this time it's, like, a joyless prequel. and by the time they've successfully rolled out "clone 89", the market is incredibly oversaturated, and the consumer is blamed because the company isn't turning a profit.

and like - take even something digital like the tumblr "live streaming" function i just mentioned. that has to take up server space and some amount of carbon footprint; just so this brokenass blue hellsite can roll out a feature that literally none of its userbase actually wants. the thing that's the kicker here: even something that doesn't have a physical production plant still impacts the environment.

and it all just feels like it's rolling out of control because like, you watch companies pour hundreds of thousands of dollars into a remake of a remake of something nobody wants anymore and you're like, not able to afford eggs anymore. and you tell the company that really what you want is a good story about survival and they say "okay so you mean a YA white protagonist has some kind of 'spicy' love triangle" and you're like - hey man i think you're misunderstanding the point of storytelling but they've already printed 76 versions of "city of blood and magic" and "queen of diamond rule" and spent literally millions of dollars on the movie "Candy Crush Killer: Coming to Eat You".

it's like being stuck in a room with a clown that keeps telling the same joke over and over but it's worse every time. and that would be fine but he keeps fucking charging you 6.99. and you keep being like "no, i know it made me laugh the first time, but that's because it was different and new" and the clown is just aggressively sitting there saying "well! plenty of people like my jokes! the reason you're bored of this is because maybe there's something wrong with you!"

[bigfatbreak]

How would’ve Sabine reacted if the peacock curse claimed Tom instead? Would she have gone down a similar path of vengeance?

yea probably

[obsob]

once more around the sun!! :3

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 106

Dan absolutely despised his parole at first, but honestly this is a blast. Sure, he’s stuck in the form of a cat, a kitten even, but he’d found an absolutely wonderful companion. Partner. Ally? Baby Chaos Lord? He’d work on it. 

Klarion is just happy to have found such a great familiar, he even named them Teekl II, which is a great name thank you very much hero-babies! So now he has two Teekl familiars, and Teekl II always gets so gleeful whenever they successfully pull a prank! He even has his own fire magic which is so fun! 

Danny is not happy to get thrown into another world, stuck as a kitten. He’s also not pleased to have found a sick baby liminal, but fine. If this is what he’s supposed to deal with then he’ll deal with it! Even if he has to be a familiar for a teeny tiny bit of time. It’s fine, and the dude has a pocket he can peek out of on his coat. 

Jason has no idea where this kitten came from but the Pit is being surprisingly chill about it. Something about a baby? Whatever, he’s made the furball a little matching outfit and they like to sit in his pockets and peer out. No idea how Cat Hood is making the shadows all spooky now or why the eyes went from blue to green, but whatever. 

Ellie is utterly delighted in this situation. She was just wandering, but now she’s a lil fluffy kitten, and ended up landing on this kid’s head. This magic kid’s head! He even has a talking tiger friend too! So cool! She’s definitely sticking with him! This will be so fun!

Billy was worried about making sure the kitten got food, she’s so tiny! Mr Tawny is a big help though, and apparently she’s his familiar now that he’s given her a mortal name? He doesn’t fully understand but apparently she’s connected to his magic now, if the shouts from the gods are anything to go by. Look, an electric cat is cool. Pakhet is amazing, and Fawcet thinks it’s adorable that Marvel has a kitten clinging to his shoulder

[chiricat]

honky star rail stuff 🍡

[the-meme-monarch]

loop my beloved

[arachnerd-8-legs]

really disappointing that bunjywunjy had to be pestered twice just to quietly remove their reblog after using their huge platform to encourage garbage like raving about the lesbian estonian soviet flag and how 'new pride flag just dropped' so people could go 'ooh pretty' about a flag that was forced onto us by ppl who wanted our culture gone and oppressed us for about a century in total if not more.

to say nothing or not show anything of the truth about that flag and quietly remove the reblog felt more like it was done out of obligation (and you didn't agree) rather than care for the subject matter that is still a fresh wound in our country's memory. it's only been 33 years since it ended.

I'd rather you make the mistake about something you didn't know (eastern european history is easy for westeners to overlook, because we're not a big country like them, we're not england or france or spain or germany) and admit/apologize for said mistake or even just outright state that you don't actually care rather than say nothing and quietly remove something so that people would stop talking about it

[heartorbit]

always by your side

[monster-inside-of-your-head]

some misc fionna and cake inspired drawings because oh boy did I have too many ideas

[kate-bot]

REQUIRED READING for any noisecouple enjoyers: @manicplank 's "the colour pink" fic ITS SOOOO GOOD and i just had to do a little animation of their date.... so so so so cute i love them forever

gif version under the cut:

idk why it loses so much quality . kind of annoying but oh well

[deweyduck]

@pscentral​​ event 25: seasons

↳ HAPPY 65TH BIRTHDAY BARBIE! 💖 (9 March, 1959)

"Positive attitude changes everything."

insp.

[markscherz]

I… do not understand tumblr live. Like, are there actually only about 50 people streaming across the whole platform at any one time? And why are so many of them just… people smoking? Or unoccupied desks? And why is nobody talking about frogs?

[bbq-potato-chip]

thinking about saiura

[inkskinned]

it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.

yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.

it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.

how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.

chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?

how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.

"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.

i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.