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[𝙀𝙣𝙯𝙤✩ @Wydenzoo]

My studio partner stole my concept for our final showcase. I told her: “Don’t enter this without both names. We designed it together.”
She smiled, said “Relax, I’ll tag you in the post,” and submitted it solo to the city gallery contest.

The piece won $2,000. Her name only.
When I confronted her, she said: “You’re overreacting. I was gonna split the prize.” Then she blocked me.
Said I was “jealous” and “art isn’t about money.”

My program director stepped in: “She’s under a lot of pressure. Don’t destroy her career over one piece.”
But it wasn’t about money.
I gave her a rule. She erased my name anyway.

So I compiled my sketches, dated photos of us working, and texts where she called it “our piece” before the deadline.
No yelling. Just dropped the folder at the gallery and the department.

Turns out she’d done this to 3 other students in her last cohort. I was just the first with a paper trail.
Gallery revoked her award + gave me the full prize. School put her on academic probation.

She lost her grad school recommendation.
And somehow…
I’m the one classmates call “too intense.”
Apparently, in art school, “collaboration” means one person takes the credit.
But protecting your own work with proof?
That makes me the bad guy.

[kelly @kellytheboss7]

As a neurodivergent, you don't actually want a "normal" life.
You want:
• mornings that don't begin in panic
• work that doesn't require constant masking
• friendships that feel safe instead of exhausting
• enough money to live without chronic stress
• a home that feels like a refuge, not another responsibility
• time to pursue interests without guilt
• permission to exist without explanation
Most neurodivergent people aren't asking for special treatment.
They're asking for a life that doesn't require them to fight their own brain every single day.

[6ɪx✦ @ok6ixx]

(I'm at a checkout line at a clothing store. The cashier is a young girl, can't be more than 17, and she looks absolutely exhausted. It's a Saturday afternoon so the store has been packed all day. The lady in front of me dumps a huge pile of clothes on the counter.)

Cashier: "Did you find everything okay today?"

Lady: "Actually no. Do you have this top in a medium? I only saw large and small."

Cashier: "Let me check in the back."

(She calls someone on a walkie talkie. Waits. Static. Calls again. Waits. A crackling voice eventually responds that they're out of mediums.)

Cashier: "I'm sorry, we're out of mediums in that one."

Lady: "Can you check another location?"

Cashier: "I can check online availability if you'd like."

Lady: "I want to pick it up today though."

Cashier: "The nearest other location is about 12 miles away. I can call and check if they have it."

Lady: "Yes please."

(The cashier calls the other location. Gets put on hold. Waits. Comes back. They have one medium left.)

Lady: "Can you have them hold it for me?"

Cashier: "Yes, I can do that."

(She calls back. Has them hold it. Writes down the address for the lady. The lady then looks at the pile of clothes on the counter.)

Lady: "Actually I think I'm going to go to that location first and come back. Can you hold these for me?"

Cashier: *blinks once* "...Sure."

(The lady left. The cashier folded every single item back up neatly and set them aside. She looked at me and I looked at her and I genuinely didn't know what to say so I just put my one item on the counter.)

Cashier: "Did you find everything okay today?"

Me: "Yes. Everything was perfect. You're doing amazing."

(She laughed a little. It seemed like she needed that.)

[Hilarion @cheriofhilarion]

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[Ibriz @Ibrizxc]

gotta pull out the moves

[Bennie🕊️ @Bennieeexyz]

A sharply-dressed man comes to the counter with a woman of his age and a 5-year-old kid walking near them.)

Me: "Can I help you, sir?"

Man: "Yes, can you tell the price of those books, please?"

(He hands me a list, and I use it to calculate the total price of the books in question.)

Me: "Okay, the total comes to $242.14."

Man: "Alright. Do you take debit cards?"

Me: "Excuse me?"

Man: "Ten years ago, when I was a teen, we stole those books in your shop with my wife here as a student prank. Now that we both have a good job, we want to show my kid that you must fix your errors in life."

(I stayed speechless for a good minute before taking his payment. If there's a "Customer of the Month" award, this family takes the cake!)

[Marvel Mania @Sksj002]

The Time Heist accidentally created Doctor Doom

In Endgame, Tony and Cap stole 4 vials of Pym Particles from 1970. The Infinity Stones were returned, but those particles never were.

Imagine Hank Pym blamed Howard Stark for the theft. S.H.I.E.L.D. turns on him. Howard and a pregnant Maria are forced into exile, hiding in the mountains of Latveria.

Their son grows up with Tony Stark's genius, but without the Stark fortune. No Avengers. No Iron Man. Just a lifetime of resentment toward the heroes who destroyed his family before he was even born.

Tony Stark's face. Tony Stark's mind.

Victor von Doom.

[Humans Being Wholesome @UNIVERSE_FEEDS]

this what love looks like ❤️