This Is Why I Don't Use Gloves With Hair Dye

I'm going home to see my family that I haven't seen in months and instead of spending time with me, they want to go do a religious service that I'm not a part of. Maybe I'm just being a bitch but they could literally go do this any other time! Why is it the one weekend that I'm there that they have to go??

Not to mention they're saddling me with my 13 nieces and nephew. No, no, don't ask if I'm fine with it (despite my numerous and very vocal statements how I don't like children). Clearly it'll be fine... after all, this was the entire purpose and how I was raised, to be a mother and caregiver.

this is long but i think it's a good read about the kind of weird shit even "normal" christianity does to women lol

my own addition is one time during our youth drama practice a boy could see a girl's lower back peeking out during a movement so he told the pastor about it, who then made an example of both of them by bringing them to the front of the group to discuss it at the next rehearsal. we applauded the guy for being Very Strong And Brave! while the girl in question stood there on display and didn't say anything while a middle aged man and a teenage boy discussed her body with the youth group for ten minutes.

also because this is a thread about women and people are ghouls: i'm trans, exclusionists go make your own repost. everyone else feel free to add your own weird christian purity stories lmao

I’m going to say it. The (word in parentheses) meme is way better for tone indication than tone indicators

gonna start listing off streams that i refuse to believe actually happened/weren’t complete and utter fever dreams:

that one irl stream where tommy and tubbo had random people try and catch them in a park in the middle of nottingham and they found one pretty bloke and a bunch of stoners

when tommy played among us with the sidemen, wilbur and tubbo, for a video, didn’t tell them he was streaming the entire time, spent the entire time defending philza minecraft’s honour, got KSI to tweet something along the lines of “philza suck ya mum”, to which phil responded by saying his name sounded like an STD, before ending stream and raiding phil, who had been quite peacefully draining an ocean monument the whole time, and completely derailing his stream

that one irl stream fundy did where he just woke up in a forest, practiced archery, attempted to make a pizza from scratch without most of the key ingredients, called phil for help and ended because phil accidentally came up with a ghost story that bore striking resemblance to something that actually happened in the forest and all parties were scared out of their minds

the SBI monopoly stream. i will go to my grave not knowing whether the whole bit with wilbur’s office’s firewall was staged or not, but i choose to believe it wasn’t for the sake of my own enjoyment. the stream just kept escalating as they went through the steam library.

that one ranboo stream where him and tubbo were helping phil hollow out the basement, and phil and tubbo spent a good hour trying to get ranboo to order delivery. people gifted hundreds of subs to ranboo anonymously in an attempt to hit a subgoal which ranboo kept shifting in order to avoid doing it, 500 of which may or may not have come from tubbo himself

connor’s house party on the dsmp. i watched this entire thing live from multiple perspectives and i could not tell you what the fuck was occurring. also the fact that this was like the 3rd most recent time schlatt’s played on the smp feels illegal

irl drunkcast. the costumes, the alcohol, the everything. this stream was a blessing and most of the people involved probably have very little memory of it

feel free to add on, these are just a few that stuck out to me

Every time AO3 makes an update, there’s a chorus of ‘and can we please please please be able to leave kudos on each chapter pleeeeease?!?!’

In theory, this is a nice idea. We’ve all smashed the kudos button on our favourite fics, bemoaning the fact we can’t give them all the love.

But ya’ll, kudos per chapter would absolutely fucking suck.

For readers, it would suck because it would compound the existing problem of making it hard to find fics that are good and not just long - not that a fic can’t be both! But there are plenty of Pulitzer-worthy one-shots out there that are buried way way down the list when ranked by number of kudos, because they’re beneath a bunch of 50/? fics where the author lost sight of where the hell the story was going 30 chapters ago, but their fic has had 50x the chances to be viewed so has more kudos. It would encourage authors to release their fics in lots of little chapters instead of a few longer ones/one-shots as they might otherwise have done (and as might otherwise suit the story).

And for authors it would especially suck, as it would compound the existing problem of people not commenting. Kudos are very much appreciated, but comments make an author’s day; but so few people bother, and frankly, it’s disheartening. Let people just click a button to show their appreciation for each new chapter? The hits:kudos:comments ratio would get even worse than it already is.

You can already ‘give kudos’ for each chapter of a fic on AO3 - by commenting. Hell you can literally write ‘kudos!’ It will make the author smile, I promise.

Guys it's just merch

Danny watched with a smile hidden behind his mug of hot cocoa his new family. Originally he was only going to mess with them a little, since he wanted to keep his civilian live he gained with them but at the same time wanted to kind of provoke them to tell him about their night time jobs on their own.

Not like he could just flat out tell them he knew about their vigilantes lifes and that would be embarrassing to explain.

It's not every day that Danny's powers fluked on him, but with the stress of the past months, it happened. Right at a moment, he had to be clumsy and trip over his own feet and accidentally phased through a grandfather's clock, finding a hidden passage. Well at least he learned that way that Batman hadn't placed him with some other rich fruitloop that wasn't his godfather but well... with Batman himself and his family out of mask.

Yeah no, he did not want to explain that and hoped they would do that themselves. But apparently, they took Danny's statement of wanting a normal life a bit too serious.

Which brought him back to his current entertainment in the form of messing with his siblings.

"I don't get what the problem is guys. It's just merch." He chuckled slightly at the face Damian was making. While Jason chose to kick Tim under the table.

"Soooo how much merch on Red Robin do you have with this shirt now?" Dick asked instead with a bright smile, Danny still hadn't figured out how to tell what emotion he hid behind them sometimes.

"I think this is my third shirt of him." Danny mused, placing his cup back on the table and tapping his lip in a thinking motion. "Though I was going to pick up a couple of custom-made jackets of Red Hood and a Nightwing plush later today."

He acted like he did not hear the triumph like hiss of 'yes' from Jason as well as the very upset huff of Damian.

He just grinned at the amusement about how they apparently were competing over how much merch he owned of each of them.

When he found a Robin figure and several Robin pins mysteriously placed on his desk the next morning, he broke out laughing. Yet still just to mess with them gushed about his newly gotten merch to his family while sharing a knowing look with Alfred who knew he was just messing with them.

If there was a surprising amount of Batman merch, suddenly mixed into what he already owned the following week without his knowledge. Well, he wasn't going to complain about free stuff.

But he still would get a good laugh out of their reactions on the day he decided to full on dawn every piece of Batman merge instead of theirs.

One advantage of not really having a strong sense of gender identity is that you’re very [shrug emoji] about how people gender you. Sometimes people call me by she/her pronouns and sometimes they go with he/him pronouns and on the internet people often default to they/them, and neither option is entirely right but also, fuck if I know what would be right, and I don’t particularly care. Therefore I’m perfectly happy to outsource my gender identity to the people around me who actually need to figure out which box to put me in. I don’t need to talk about myself in third person, so really my pronouns sound like a you problem.

AND so concludes another bout of shenanigans for villain mic and his cat boyfriend archenemy.

Apologies for the length on this one, just know that if you get this on your dashboard more than once you have the legal right to come snap my neck. ❤️❤️❤️