Buffchonkfroggo - AaaAAAAAA

more roleswap zelda and link because i realized this au gives me an excuse to draw link in a dress and im procrastinating on my english project

*deep breath in*

*deep breath out*

Let AAC users say fuck!

Let them swear, let them say fuck and asshole and anything else they want.

Let them program their devices to say ‘fuck off’ instead of just ‘leave me alone, please’. Let them have language that’s adult or even offensive! Give them the ability to communicate the same as anyone else- let them have the option to be abrasive and even rude for when people are being assholes, let them swear casually so they can joke with their peers and say shit like ‘can you pass the damn ketchup’!!!!!!!!

Let disabled people say fuck!

Reminder that you're actually interesting. Your hobbies are interesting, your interests are interesting, you are important and loveable and people appreciate you. You're just a loveable, interesting person.

With that rule I can absolutely see someone starting an argument in a language someone else is less fluent in so they automatically have the upper hand

God the arguments between the batkids must be wild. They all know different languages the others don’t know and so someone is yelling in Spanish, someone is yelling in Arabic, there’s French being flung around and pretty sure Jason is cussing someone out in pig Latin. Bruce has a rule if they are going to argue everyone has to use the same language.

stop normalizing ai use in fandom 👎

“Do you have to touch everyone?” Arthur asks, eyes narrowing on where Gwaine’s hand now rests upon Merlin’s bowed head.

“He’s been gone,” Gwaine says. “It’s nice to see him.”

Arthur scoffs. “He was collecting firewood!”

Merlin, unperturbed by Gwaine’s ruffling of his already messy hair, has already begun looking through the pile of wood at his feet for small twigs to add to the kindling.

“You’re just emotionally stunted,” Merlin quips, striking the flint and deftly starting the dry leaves alight.

“I am not!” Arthur protests.

But he flushes when Merlin’s fingers brush against his palm as he hands him his dinner. And he can’t quite understand the strange fluttering in his chest when Merlin smiles at him.

“I think I’m sick,” he tells Gaius when he returns to Camelot, and goes on to describe the strange clenching in his belly, stuttering of his heart, and heating of his face.

Merlin has the gall to laugh. Gaius raises an eyebrow.

“I’ll handle this,” Merlin tells Gaius.

Gaius shrugs and walks out of the chambers muttering under his breath.

Arthur sputters. “I am king. He can’t just walk out when I am unwell. What is the meaning of this?”

Merlin’s face is inches from Arthur’s, and all of his symptoms are flaring up, and he’s short of air. Merlin’s lips press against his in a soft chaste kiss. Oh. Oh that’s… Arthur grabs at the back of Merlin’s head, and kisses back.

When they part, Merlin whispers, “Better?”

“Cured.”

Merlin rolls his eyes. “Emotionally stunted, prat.”

“Merlin!”

we need more divorcebaiting. how strongly can canon imply (without technically outright stating) that these two characters are bitterly, acrimoniously divorced? essential we explore this

Thinking about superbattinson and Clark just being absolutely fascinated by Bruce’s little gadgets.

Clark watches Bruce get dressed, touching all the things on his belt like:

Clark: What’s this? Ooh, and this?

Bruce: Grappling hook. Adrenaline shot.

Clark: Adrenaline shot?

Bruce: Might need adrenaline.

Clark:

Bruce: I also have sedatives.

Wait, so you’re telling me today’s the 4th? What’s next, the 5th? The minor fall? The major lift?

I’m fast as FUCK on my forearm crutches, y’all should see me I’m fuckin SPEEDY, I’m ZOOMING you turn around to look for me? Guess what bitch IM ALREADY THERE