KT Obermanns

the-walrus-squad:

I’m writing a script about snakes and one of the words I’m using is “Nachash,” which is Hebrew for snake, the biblical term used for the one in the Garden of Eden. The last note draft has many uses of the word. Or so I thought.

I opened it today and saw that every instance had autocorrected to “Nachos.”

“And Adam and Eve would not eat from the Tree of Knowledge, but they were tempted by the Nachos…”

rangerairmide:

nqnqnq:

coolator:

lamdiel:

I wish dates didn’t have such strong romantic attachment to them.

Like, I wish I could go up to a friend of mine and be like, “Hey I want to take you to a nice restaurant. Let’s get dressed up fancy and go.”

We’d go have a fancyass dinner, but there’d be no romantic involvement.

I wish platonic dates were a common thing.

I would take each and every one of you on platonic dates.

does nobody on tumblr have friends

For real tho can anybody explain the difference between romantic and platonic friendship, for someone who has neither,

in a romantic relationships you speak latin and your empire falls, and in platonic relationships you speak greek and think about caves

Literally the only difference is “do I wanna smooch them and sleep by their side or nah”

Take your friends on dates, bb ❤️

probablybadrpgideas:

astriiformes:

astriiformes:

i fucking love whenever someone tweets a game design question at the d&d 5e creators and jeremy crawford gives them a nice, professional response aimed at answering their query while mike mearls’ reply is just. a shitpost

they exist to keep each other in balance

All unconscious characters in your game drop to the floor and break dance until they regain consciousness. If they die, they break dance forever.

alphacrone:

teaboot:

teaboot:

teaboot:

teaboot:

The amount of times I could have been that white girl in the horror movie could honestly be a movie in itself and it’s honestly a waste that my entire life isn’t constantly recorded on film because it would be HILARIOUS

1. That one time I decided to see what was past the old gate in the woods, but when got there it had been smashed in half and there was a decapitated sheep head with no skin just off the trail, so instead I just turned around and went home.

2. That time some friends and I went camping and we found a pile of bones wrapped in a garbage bag buried under a log, but the adult supervisor told us it was nothing, so we just put it back and didn’t talk about it again.

3. The time I was getting chased through the woods at night and I realized “wait it’s dark as fuck” so I just held still until the guy gave up and left.

4. The time this dude said he was in love with me and so he was going to cut my head off and dump my body in a lake, so I told him to grow the hell up, but then he got caught stealing girl’s underwear a day later and I never saw him again

5. That one time in college where I was taking a shortcut on my home at night and a car followed me into a dark alley, so I stared directly into the driver’s side of the window and walked towards it to psych them out

6. The night I was out on a walk and this old guy told me he’d locked his keys in his truck and that he needed someone my size to crawl in through the back window for him, so I told him “you know that sounds super suspicious right” and told him where to find a pay phone for a tow truck instead

7. The one time this random guy on the street said he was in love with me and so he was going to follow me home on my bus, so I clapped him on the shoulder and told him that if he got that close to my bus then I was going to throw him under the wheels, but then this really nice homeless man from Nigeria told the guy to fuck off and then checked to make sure he didn’t follow me onboard

8. That big cat with yellow eyes who I found in a well and brought home who used to put rotting meat in my closet and wake me up by chewing on my face, until I put him back outside and never saw him again.

9. My one cousin who used to come over for the summer who kept calling me ‘piñata’ and hitting me with sticks, until he went back home and was sent to juvie cause he finally got caught torturing animals

10. The time I got lost on the way to a meeting and wound up at a circus tent instead, and got followed by a full-out clown for three vacant street blocks

11. The pet hamster I had when I was seven who would scream all night and eventually escaped by ripping a bar out of its cage and wiggling through the hole. My mom caught it and put it back but it lived another year and a half until one night the screaming just stopped

12. The time I was whistling in the woods and something started whistling back, so I went home

13. That one night at summer camp where a group of girls got together to play ‘bloody mary’ in the lavatory and invited me to come with them so I said “no thanks” and stayed with the camp councillors and drank soup instead.

14. The old abandoned house I just moved into with the door that leads into a big empty room full of dirt and empty cooking pots that I just sort of… locked up forever and never go near

15. Once when I was at an ihop I saw a coffee mug do a full 360º spin with nobody touching it, so I said ‘that was neat’ and never ate there again

16. The time I took a photo of a big old raven sitting on the crucifix on top of the old town church cause it was the most goth thing I’d ever seen, right? But then it swooped down towards me, so I apologized immediately for being rude, and I felt a little silly for a while but the car that hit me on the way home didn’t even leave a bruise so idk be nice to birds

Sorry I know I bring this shit up a lot but sometimes im awake at night and I just. keep thinking

I think the secret to survival is to be good to animals, stay away from men, and say “no thanks” to everything else

starrynightsdelight:

blackshikamaru:

blackshikamaru:

the way tumblr talks abt medication, mental illness, and institutionalization is very very VERY white and it makes me mad 😠

ive seen so many posts on this site talking about how “NEVER stop taking your medication without talking to your doctor first” which is often true but doesnt account for the f act that mentally ill poc can have extremely difficult times advocating for themselves in medical settings and this means that sometimes you can yell and yell at your doctor that this medication is fucking you up and theyll just tell you to suck it up. 

like ive seen posts about destigmatizing taking medications and twitter threads “SAY WHAT MEDS YOURE ON” as if the internet isnt searchable and as if poc on meds for psychosis arent going to be swiftly fired if their employer hears about it

ive  seen posts about how “no therapist will ever yell at you/tell you your trauma is fake/victim blame you” or whatever when some people face horribly racist dismissive abusive therapists and theyre not the norm but god is it horrible when it happens

and ive seen SO many fuuuuuuucking posts about how being institutionalized is “pretty chill and that the movies are fake people arent hurt and abused and the doctors know whats best for you” and that really just breaks my heart. we cant say that when black women are forcefully institutionalized for no reason other than the fact that they were trying to contest a ticket. you cant say that when black women are in a bad place and their family calls 911 to help bring them to the hospital and the cops show up and shoots them instead. you just cant say that when lots of these places are actually a little bit horrible. when sometimes the staff are abusive and most of the time the staff is racist and when a lot of poc especially ones who have mental stuff OTHER than anxiety/depression are telling you that mental hospitals are unsafe for them. 

and this isnt to say that you shouldnt take your meds or you shouldnt go to therapy or even you shouldnt live in an inpatient facility if you need it. its just that uhhh its a lot fucking harder when youre a person of color and dismissing the real fear and anxiety that goes with having to engage with the psychiatry system has real consequences for young poc who wont know how to name these experiences. 

This post is so freaking true.

The whole idea that you should “trust your doctor/therapist/psychologist’s decisions about your health no matter what” is really troubling and damaging to a heck lot of mentally ill people. When you add racism and mental-illness specific racial stigma it gets even worse. I’m not poc so I don’t want to speak over people of color (which is what this post is about and should be about) but I do want to add a few things as a biologically female, bisexual person on the autistic spectrum. I’ve seen so many fellow autistic females and other neurodivergent people get misdiagnosed, mistreated, and abused because of misconceptions based on gender, sexuality, or race in the fields of mental health, that it’s seriously hard to take “don’t question your doctor” without a massive grain of salt.

A lot of privelaged people like to believe that doctors, therapists, psychologists, and other health specialists are above things like racism, sexism, heterosexism/homophobia and other issues, but the reality is that these people are just as susceptible to being prejudiced and bigoted as everyone else. A racist or sexist person who’s a doctor is still racist and sexist, even if they’re a doctor now, and it will affect their practice.

The intersections of various forms of oppression (in this case, race) add a new level of stigma and difficulty on top of the already established stigmas of mental and physical health. I’ve seen far too many poc friends and autistic women face horrible things because of the racist, sexist, and sometimes even ableist decisions of their doctors to believe people when they say “listen to your doctor no matter what.”

If your white doctor tells you to stop whining about your symptoms because he’s somehow under the impression poc can handle more pain, heck no your reaction should not be “listen to your doctor no matter what.” Questioning your doctor’s knowledge and moral ground is sometimes crucial to your own safety.

To the POC who’ve experienced all this: I’m sorry. I’ll do all I can to help from my place of privelage, I hope things can get better.

To my fellow white people: reblog the heck out of this, the voices of poc need to be heard. If we, the privelaged, don’t stand up for oppressed people however we can, we are no better than any other person who upholds racist stigmas and stereotypes that affect people of color.

prismatic-bell:

dailysex-and-kittens:

Yknow what? Fuck it, I was looking for a post about it and realised I can just make my own.

People saying Jack Black’s new YouTube channel is proof he’s part of some “reptilian government” or really anything about him that talks about him being related to anything reptilian is blatant antisemitism. Jack Black is a Jewish man. His mother is an ethnic Jew, his father’s a Jewish convert and he’s a practicing Jew raising his children Jewish.

And anyone who’s going head to head with the antisemites posting that stuff who say it’s “silly alt right conspiracies” or in any way belittles the reptilian stuff without acknowledging it’s antisemitic roots should Absolutely be held accountable for learning about why it’s antisemitic and arguing against it. You’re trivialising things used against Jews to harass and oppress us, and you need to stop, get educated, and care about Jews.

This goes a thousand fucking times more because he started the channel with the stated aim of unseating a Nazi sympathizer.

kryptaria:

princiell:

headfirst-halo:

*immigrant song plays while thor beats the absolute shit outta bad guys with his new sick ass hammer in Avengers 4*

steve: where is that song even coming from?

thor: i have no idea. this has been going on for days

loki, holding up some speakers blasting the song while cloaked: this is gonna be so funny when thor realizes i’m not dead

canon please