my pain scale invention. it goes from 0-16. you fill it out like this:
i made this because i find pain to be a multifaceted thing that influences me in different ways. i can accomplish lots of small tasks while in pain but that doesnt mean i can move around or even think clearly. its name is the goldstein expanded pain index or gepi. you can use it if you want. or not.
I Got called lord to day that made me so happy because someone actually used my right pronouns for today and he is a classmate since we are both face to face he didn't really know what genderfluid was when I told him and then I had to explain to him and he understood it he doesn’t know how happy he made today.
A lesson in how to gird your loins.
via The Art of Manliness
Human with hairspray and a lighter joins in the destruction
(sorry if anyone has already brought this up)
so, aliens reacting to humans laughing at the wrong times/awkward situations.
but…
imagine humans laughing when they’re gonna absolutely fuck something up
Alien: It seems we are surrounded, by multiple weapons, and have a good chance of dying, what shall we do
Human (with a big bazooka or some deadly weapon): *cackling*
Alien: If I may ask, how is this situation comical
Human (still laughing): Because I’m about to fuck this shit up
Alien who has been around humans for a while: I suggest we all take cover immediately.
FREAKY (2020) dir. Christopher Landon
(@skullyfuck thanks for the growling prompt)
The creature rolled and, improbably, stood on its hind legs.
That was impressive, few aliens could take a swipe from a mature Bagron warrior. Maybe it was true, the Humans were hardly, but it had no visible claws and there were no teeth or horns to be seem. Maybe it was the artificial over armour that hid the details or maybe the rumours were a fabrication and Humans were not as impressive as the Alliance wanted their enemies to believe.
The commander waved his uppermost arm in a signal for the Human to be dispatched. They would find out more when they did an autopsy.
Seconds later, the commander was staring in horror. How did it do that?! It picked up a fully armoured warrior and threw it. That much strength was scarcely possible, forgetting anatomically impossible for a Bagron to copy, and all the worse that it somehow threw the hapless warrior directly into its squad mate. The Human then heaped on the indignity by stamping on their exposed mandibles, a horrific way to kill.
On reflection, maybe ordering the execution of the Human’s Alliance companions in front of it and saving for last was a bad mistake.
The Commander realised its biggest error when the Human turned to focus on it. Then came a noise which made it instinctively pull its shell plates round its thorax, a movement normally considered cowardly but in this case wise.
The Human let out a low, menacing, growl.
The Commander dropped down onto all eight limbs and fled.
The growl was dropped for a shudder. “Fucking sentient spiders. When I get home I’m requisitioning a flamethrower.”
y'all will circlejerk yourself to the mysticisms of faeries and elves in european countries for centuries and take it as fact but the second native americans ask you to respect our spirituality and culture suddenly you're all aetheists