Im Not Winning At Life rn

Just remember you’re someone’s most bangable mutual. Maybe multiple. Freaks attract freaks like magnets. Where was I going with this.

obsessed with my partners cishet friend because he is literally only friends with transmascs. don't call yourself a cis ally unless 90% of your circle is trans

fellas you are never going to believe what happened to her

theres something about the fact that us trans men are counted as women when we're dead or statistics and forced to misgender and erase ourselves to recieve health care for parts we have or when we need help when the world makes us dead or statistics but when we try to say anything about it we're told this is apparently a privilege and we should shut the fuck up about it - or worse that we're predators for needing these resources that remove our manhood from us in order to be accessed

goodbye sex w/ellie headcanons!

warnings: 18+ smut, angst, slight oral ( ellie!receiving )

"I could fix him" well I could be the one person he's nice to and soft with, while he remains just as unbelievably awful as ever to everyone else <3

no but really, so what if someone needs a mobility aid because they're fat? when it comes to mobility aids, it doesn't matter why you need them outside of understanding what your needs are. what really matters is how it would improve your life - make you happier and healthier, like you deserve to be.

this goes for any treatment and support you need because you're fat. fat people have the same right to healthcare that thin people do, and being fat never means you don't deserve wellbeing and safety. fatness is not a wrongdoing. it impacting your health doesn't mean being fat is bad - or that you're bad.

the moralization of disability and fatness is not your fault. please do what you need to be as healthy and safe as you can be. this is your life, no one else's. live it as best you can.

thank you @fangirl-ofrandomness for including @slickshoesareyoucrazy ’s tags!

streaming companies will say um we're increasing your subscription fee. no password sharing. no screenshots allowed. please subscribe to a separate channel for this movie and another for this tv show. free trial but put in your card details so we can charge you if you forget to cancel. this title is a rental only that's 4.99 please. this title is not available in your region. you are begging people to torrent at this point Like ye are off the edge of the map matey here there be pirates argh argh argh 🦜☠️

anyway i need to tell all my friends i love them immediately

if you are my friend i love you

if you are unsure if you're my friend please refer to this graphic:

i hope this helps

One under-appreciated breed of fic writer are the ones who hyperfocus on logistics to the exclusion of all canon shortcuts, and thus usually strike upon an awesome way to flesh out the worldbuilding or characters.

Like, I’m not necessarily talking realism here since often it’s still pretty far from realistic, but more like, “someone has to be running spies in this fantasy kingdom, and we’ve seen the whole royal court, so which background character is it? How does that change these three major interactions?” Or “real life historical nobility did in fact have some things to do that were like jobs, how does this human disaster cope with running an estate?” Or “there’s no reason for a sci-fi robot detective to know how to whitewater kayak, where’d she learn?” Or “if this guy is serving the emperor directly he has to be way high up in the space empire servant hierarchy, why is he doing this menial task for someone else? What’s his motive? Does he perhaps have the secret space telepathy?”

Anyway I’m always DELIGHTED to find a fic or writer who asks these questions because the fics themselves are universally bangers.

person who knows how logistical things works has picked up the cannon, hefted it thoughtfully, and put a single chalk mark precisely on the problem.

"Don't know what I wanted"

Never did Ellie feel secure or safe in another person's presence. She's used to people using her for sex and free weed, hating her because of stupid rumors that aren't filled with a sliver of truth, and leaving her like she was nothing. So when the pretty girl from her astrophysics class chose to come and sit by her, she immediately tensed up and  tried to close herself off. The girl wanted nothing more than to talk and Ellie knew this, but it's so hard to let her guard down. 

“I have a memory, back at that party”

“Hi ellie!” she smiled at that. Lighting her joint and taking a couple hits off of it. “Didnt think youd be here tonight, I don't usually see you at these things, '' she said, knowing that small talk won't hurt. you're probably waiting for someone anyways and don't want to be alone right now. You smiled and laughed a little at that. “ yeah i'm usually not one for this kinda stuff but i've been stressed and needed to get away from my roommate.'' She remembers your roommate. Your roommate started one of the first rumors about her, she doesn't hold that against you though, instead offering you the joint that you gladly take. “ yeah i feel the roommate issues, my roommate is obsessed with this tv show and it's all she ever talks about.” you giggle and pass her joint back to her, she smiles and takes a hit before speaking. “I also didn't peg you for the type to talk to me to be honest.” you just looked at her confused before she started talking again. “ not that i don't like talking to you, it's just that there are so many rumors about me and i've never had someone so openly talk to me like you do.” you nodded in understanding. “I personally don't believe rumors about most people, at least not until I see for myself if they are true. Plus you don't seem like the type of person that those rumors are meant to be for.” she smiled and could feel her insides turning gushy, the worst part is she did nothing to stop it. 

“I was all over her”

When your friend came over to drag you off her heart dropped and she immediately tensed again, but when she realized you disregarded them and chose to stay with her, her walls came crumbling down. You both talked for hours, stomachs so tight from laughing, and chests practically screaming for air, she knew you were an amazing person nothing like the others before you, her face warmed at the thought of that. “You don't have to stay, I'm sure your friends would want to hang out.” She smiled, shook her head and chuckled. “If you wanna get rid of me just say that, and if you don't want me gone i'd honestly like to stay here with you.” Ellie smiled while nodding, her heart and stomach fluttering around, almost like fireflies in tall grass.

“We didn't makeout or do anything”

All that night was spent doing was talking, no weird or awkwardness, just purity. The kind of purity Ellie has never known from anyone other than joel. You were like a sliver of the moon on a stormy day, promising a better tomorrow. You were safe, and she was safe with you. She never wanted to be near a person until you. She never wanted to be around anyone except you. You brought her joy and a smile to her face. You made her feel alive and like she mattered for more than she has to give. She felt whole. It felt a lot like love, not the type of romantic love everyone craved, but instead the type of love that every child carved from peers and role models. It felt like she had known you her whole life, and she enjoyed that.

“I just remember I was lonely”

What stunned Ellie the most was the fact you wanted nothing more than to be in her presence. You didn't ask for weed, or try to hook up, you just wanted to sit there and talk to her, no one has ever done that. No one has ever wanted to get to know Ellie as a person, much less a friend. You were the first and only to ask  about the scar that beautifully rested through her eyebrow, the first to question what her tattoo represented, hell you were even the first to notice her nervous habit of scratching her neck and picking at her sleeves. Not one person ever wanted to know the real Ellie, but you did and that brought her a comfort she'd never known was there. The comfort she has relished in to this day, even now. Even as she started to feel lonely again, she lived in that night over and over and that has been enough for her. Ever since that night she has felt whole because she knows at least one person cared about her, even if it was just for a night.

“humans don’t do anything for free” somewhere out there there is a guy who spent days if not weeks of his life cataloguing every stupid thing you can do on stardew valley so that you can minmax the fuck out of growing potatoes on a pixel grid for quite literally no reason but that it might help someone else