thinking about the time they sent me a seven year old autistic patient to investigate if he was suffering abuse because in every psychological test he kept drawing awful monsters
and I start the consultation already miserable as fuck and I give the kid some pen and paper so I can maybe communicate and see what’s on his mind
and then I go WAIT A GODDAMN SECOND I KNOW THOSE MONSTERS
turns out the kid just had a special interest in Five Nights at Freddy’s
I pointed at the monster and went “That’s Freddy!” and I’ve never seen a kid that ecstatic in my life
the mom looked at me as if her son and I belonged at the same satanic cult and that’s why I knew the names of the demons in his head
I wrote back to psychologist like “I’m not sure how to explain this but looking up five nights at freddys might bring you progress with this patient”
at some point the nurses realized the autistic children and I were like, Really Vibing
so they decided to highkey just appoint all of them to my day and it took me almost a month to realize that the fact that I kept arriving and finding that all of today’s appointments were autistic children was Not A Coincidence
anyway this one time there was a kid who was really into christianity but it was like, specifically angels
so I’m trying to start up a conversation with him and I ask what he’s reading and he goes “do you know what a nephilim is”
and like for one hellish second my soul is suckerpunched out of my body and thrown straight into supernatural-fanfic-on-wattpad hell, and then I reassume control of my flesh prison, ignoring the mental edits of Dean and Castiel making out, and go “Aren’t those the guys who are half human and half angel?”
and the kid was so fucking happy but the mom was staring at me like ‘why are you privy to this bit of occult jesus lore’
and my heathen lesbian of a self just looks at her and goes
Scott pilgrim is so funny because apparently when scott kills someone they just respawn back in their hometown. Imagine waking up on your moms couch and having to explain to your sweet mother that some canadian twink fucking decked you over a girl and it killed you
yeah I’ve also been going around assuming scott pilgrim killed seven people and everyone was just like…..cool with it
i think the death note probably doesnt go by “legal” name but rather the name you tie your identity and self image with, and it makes no sense for the death note to abide by laws constructed by humans anyway. so i think that if youre trans youre safe from light yagami because hes transphobic and wouldnt write your actual name in it even if it was life or death
this person gets it
if your chosen name is similar to your birth given name (like elliot page) then light would die after a few attempts because one of the rules is that if you intentionally misspell a name multiple times, you fucking die instead of the target
