POV: Your Station On The Enterprise Bridge Is Right Next To The Turbolift.

These are all the reasons I wear capes!

Everybody knows and loves Spock's cunty black cape from Return of the Archons. While the rest of the crew's disguises are more or less congruent with each other and with the planet's natives, Spock is the only caped bitch on the entire fucking planet as far as we can see. There are other, more fitting, in-universe ways to cover his ears. He had no right to be serving this much cunt with this look.

So the question I usually see is: Did Spock pick this look for himself? And is he this weird because he's a Vulcan? Or is he, individually, just this extra? Here is the secret third thing: This cape is the PERFECT accessory for an autistic person.

Feeling overstimulated? Raise the hood; it works like blinders on a horse.

Feeling understimulated? It swishes around like a princess dress when you move. Spinning optional.

It's not as tight around the body as a jacket, so it keeps you warm without having to feel a structured jacket all over you while you're trying to go about your day. Meanwhile, the part around the top of the head is just structured enough that it's not touching your face or falling off all the time.

It's a good conversation starter. If you want people to talk to you but you don't know what to say, this cape is guaranteed to get their attention and get the conversation going.

Have issues around being perceived? This one is a little harder to understand; but when you have a cape like this, people notice the cape instead of noticing you. There is a freedom in it. It's why a lot of autistic people are into cosplay.

Also, it helps with that "why are they staring at me" anxiety. They are staring because I am beautiful and mysterious and elegant and wearing a fucking cape.

In conclusion, I really hope Spock kept this cape and wore it on other occasions that we don't see on-screen. Also, I will be buying one for myself in the near future.

My father hates the idea of accommodating me so much he is willing to risk his own health and safety. I have issues processing audio, so I got him an emergency button that pushes to my phone in case I can't hear him calling for help. He refuses to use it and is livid every time I don't hear him. Find out, I guess.

Guys I'm being so serious you all need to still be here in 38 years so we can have the greatest fucking day ever for First Contact

Wish I had these words a few weeks ago. Had the concept, but words are hard in the moment

*grabs your hands and speaks to you in a tone that is so gentle* they/them pronouns stop being universal once you learn a person's pronouns. Sometimes that person's pronouns will include they/them and in that specific case you are allowed to keep using those pronouns for that person. In any case where you learn a persons pronouns and that person doesn't use they/them, you should no longer use those pronouns for that person. If you continue to use they/them pronouns knowing that person doesn't use them, you are now misgendering that person. Kindly stop doing that please. Thank you, I love you.

Out Magazine profiles the LGBTQ cast members of Star Trek: Discovery

i must not kill myself . killing myself is the myself killer

This is such an accurate description of how I was raised

I know it's useless to ruminate, but I've been thinking about the way I was raised, and the indirect ways I was taught that the rules and standards are different for me and for other people.

I was taught to never judge anyone, but also that I should not embarrass my family by acting or appearing any way that people would judge. I was taught that it was rude of me to talk on and on about things that are boring, but also that it was rude of me to not listen attentively when someone else was talking on and on about things that bore me. That people were allowed to take their anger out on me, but that I was not allowed to be angry at anyone or anything. That everyone's feelings are vaild and their actions are understandable, except for mine of course.

If they ever heard me say this, my family would argue "nobody ever explicitly said that to you, word-for-word, at your face, so therefore none of this is true", but they did, indirectly and inadvertently, teach me that I must always be nice, patient, polite, understanding, and good to people, but that it's preposterous of me to expect anyone else to treat me as nicely as I'm expected to treat them.

I was taught what is, and what is not, the appropriate way to treat other people, and to unconsciously understand that I don't really count as "people".

Things that DO NOT define your self worth

Jean size

Relationship status

Absence or presence of a thigh gap

What others think of you

Me: I don't get it. I thought I was doing a lot better than I was a few years ago. I'm like 10 times more on top of things than I used to be. How does everything feel terrible now?

The Tiny Me in OSHA-approved Hi-Vis Gear Who lives in my brain and pulls all the levers: Boss, it's the fascism. You're completely gunked up with cortisol due to the fact that your entire daily life is now underscored with a haunting awareness of the rapid erosion of your rights, dignity, and any and all social safety nets, and you're also bearing witness to the most vulnerable people immediately being persecuted. This creates a natural stress response that basically means you're going to continue having memory and organizational problems, as well as emotional imbalances.

Me: BUT I HAVE A BULLET JOURNAL AND I MEDITATE NOW.

Tiny OSHA Me: BOSS, THE FASCISM.

As an American that's seen way too much baseball in media, I can confidently say the most important rule of baseball is family 🥰

ds9 baseball episode is so far incredibly funny as a foreigner who also doesn't understand baseball

a klingon, a bajoran, and a ferengi sitting around a table trying to understand the rules of baseball

me, a brasilian human, just as confused as them