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I stayed hydrated, but at the cost of my raw wooden floor (luckily it's just water and I caught the glass so it didn't break)

(excuse the mess I'm working on a project)

Au where Ranboo's memory is fine he just panicked when they asked him questions and said 'I don't know'

Now he's stuck in this lie and too awkward to admit his memory is fine

Right now there's a #FandersDisabilityPositivity on Twitter, and there isn't one here, but I figured, why not, here's some things about me (aka here's what I've been professionally diagnosed with so far):

- ADHD (I think this is why I'm so bad at tone regulation online?? If I sound mean I promise I don't mean to I'm just bad at getting my tone across through text)

- OCD (So I'm very familiar with intrusive thoughts lol)

- Anxiety

- Depression

- Asthma

(Also just I joke about serious things or when I'm uncomfortable sometimes as a coping mechanism, so if I do, it's not because I don't take it seriously, it's because I take it too seriously)

Anyway! If you can't tell, my current hyperfixation is Sander Sides, and this account is so good for that because I get to share my thoughts and people actually want to hear them??? Wild

Okay, yeah, cool, "I find your lack of faith disturbing" and all that, but dude. Ani. My guy. These guys don't know the Jedi ways. Of course they have no faith in it.

I mean, the most of The Force they've seen is you strangling a guy, which you could do with your hands, or a rope, if you weren't a drama queen. You're the force-user, the trained-to-be-Jedi on the ship. If you want them to have faith in you, you gotta explain The Force and the Jedi ways, and their power, because they have no way to educate themselves on it.

How about instead of killing people, you make a powerpoint and sit them down and tell them why they should have faith.

Concept: Slimecicle meets Karl and it goes like

Slime: Hello, Karl Jacobs from Every-when!

Someone else: Don't you mean 'everywhere'?

Slime: I definitely do *wink*

Karl: (having a crisis trying to remember who this guy is and if he told him)

Janus, black veil attached to his bowler hat: This is so sad. I'll miss my husband so much.

Virgil: There's still blood on your hands. You obviously killed him.

Janus: So incredibly sad that my wealthy husband has died.

Virgil: You— This is so suspicious. How does nobody else find this incredibly suspicious?

Patton, hugging Janus: Shhh. He's grieving.

Logan, patting Janus's back: Shhh. He's single.

Logan: Let me get this straight—

Patton: Good luck with that!

Logan: You made a two-layer lemon cake.

Patton: Yes.

Logan: It is not vegan or gluten-free, only dairy-free. It has eggs and wheat.

Patton: Yes.

Logan: Your mother is allergic to gluten, your brother is vegan and doesn't like lemon, your father isn't a huge fan of desserts.

Patton: Yes.

Logan: So you made an entire two-layer cake that only you can eat.

Patton: Yes.

Logan: And you made it how long ago?

Patton: Yesterday.

Logan: And you've eaten how much?

Patton: Half.

Logan: ...How.

Patton:

̴̢͈̘̫̟͍̠̙̻̹͑̿l̴̛͎̪͚̺͚̪͂̊̅̅̈̌̈́̌̕͠e̵̡̱̦͎̹͍͉̭̗͙͇͍̖̹̩̾̌̔͛̑̽̄͋̚͠ ̵̧̢̗̑̔͐̈́̓̑͊̈́̓̈́͗͌̓̇͒̑̉͘͜m̸̰̖̲̪̋̅̍̈́́̈̓̈̂͒̓̓͘͜͝ȏ̵͔̞̘̹̤͈̈́̈́̎̉́̔̉̈́̂͊̚͘͠͝͝ǹ̸̝̞͇̣̪̻́̂̂̂̏̅̌͌̽̂͒̀́͘͝ ̴̡̙͉͎͈̦͙̖͍͉͖̝̺̀́̈́̑́̄͘͠ ̴̢̧̱̝̫̝͇͍͉͈̙̱͕̣̙͖̲̹͋̿́͐͗̀̈́̅̇̓͜c̷̨̳̩̳̮͈̞̪͖͎͎͉̏͆́̃̚͠á̶̢̝̩̽͂̌͛͆̀̐̂̃̇͂̊̈́͒̇̑̕͝ ̸̢̟̮͚̫͔͈̖̟̥̗̣̰̮̓̈́̈́̏͐̅̎̿̋̚̚k̸͓̗̲͍̯͈̯͆̌̈́̿̒͛̾͊̒͗̒͋̚͝ ̵̡̡̨̧̛̮͙̯͕̤̮͇̥̽̒̐̈́͑̂͌̔̈͑̓̽̚ḝ̷̢̦̮̣̺̭̭͉̈́̄́̿̆̂͘͝ͅ ̸̫̥̗̳͎̮͕̬̼̬̥̘̑͑̑̀̈̓͛̔̈́̊́̌͘͜͠ ̷̢̡͈̝͚̖̙̩̺̼͔̭̻͚̝̹̀ ̴̨̩̣̳̜͓̠̘̗̟̦͇̪̳̗̈́̅͛̄͊͜͝͝

Respond to this (reply or reblog whatever you want) with your favorite Patton quote, canon or something you saw in a fan work

Q: What do you have to say about the queerbaiting accusations?

A: What do you mean?

Q: People are accusing you of pretending to be queer for your own personal gain.

A: I've never said I was queer.

Q: Well, no, but you flirt with your (same-gender) friends and joke about being in a relationship with them.

A: Those are just jokes; all my friends make those jokes, with all our friends, regardless of gender. Nobody gets mad at me when I make those jokes with my (not-same-gender) friends.

Q: That's different.

A: Why, because being straight is the "default"?

Q: ...

A: What I'm hearing here is that people speculated my sexuality, were wrong, and then got mad at me for it. I never pretended to be queer or said I was, I'm just comfortable joking around with my friends.

Theo: *sitting on the windowsill, looking outside*

People: *walking past*

People: *gasp, high-pitched voice* Hi kitty! Hi kitty!

People: *keep going*

Theo: they show no desire to harm me,,, perhaps I should not be terrified when people come into my territory,,, perhaps I shall no longer run,,, perhaps—

Me: *cracks knuckle absentmindedly*

Theo:

OH GOD

WHAT WAS THAT??