I’m going to tell you what a demon once told me: It is okay to want your own happiness. It’s okay to care about yourself the most. It’s okay to do what’s healthy for YOU. When someone hits you, it’s okay to hit back and then ask them what the hell they expected. It’s okay. You are not obligated to sit there and smile and swallow every bit of shit everyone heaps on you. You are more than furniture, you’re more than window dressing, you’re not their shiny toy. You’re human, and you have the right to say ‘That was shitty of you.’ You have a right to say ‘Let me feed that back to you; tell me, how does it taste?’ You have a right to protest your own mistreatment and set boundaries for respectful interactions. The rest of the world doesn’t realize you have this right, and they will act offended and appalled when you exercise it, but it is yours.
Sonneillon V. (via infj-misc)
It’s Asexual Awareness Week
So, as an asexual person myself, I’ve decided to give some reminders for all you lovely ace people.
You are valid
You are real
You are a part of the LGBT community
You can have a fulfilling relationship without sex
If you feel like you aren’t fulfilling your partner because you don’t have sex, you are wrong, your partner would not be with you if they didn’t feel fulfilled
Although, if your partner claims they aren’t fulfilled because you aren’t having sex with them, dump their ass and find someone who respects you
You can be ace no matter your age, gender, race, etc.
IT’S OKAY TO BE ACE AND LIKE SEX
IT’S OKAY TO BE ACE AND LIKE SEX
IT’S OKAY TO BE ACE AND LIKE SEX
You do not have to be aromantic to be ace (I’m a biromantic ace myself)
However, aro-ace people are just as valid
You are not obligated to explain the nuances of your asexuality to anyone unless you’re planning to have sex with them
TW - SEXUAL ASSAULT
Having been assaulted is not always why you’re asexual, but sometimes, having been assaulted is why you’re asexual. Both are valid. (change made here because what I wrote earlier wasn’t phrased well)
TW OVER
You are not “broken”
You are not a “prude”
Demisexuals, Greysexuals, Cupiosexuals, and anyone else on the ace spectrum are also valid
But, most of all
Happy Asexual Awareness Week!
Me: *reading for my education class about how if advanced learners aren’t challenged in school, they frequently develop mental health disorders and fail to develop self-efficacy and skills to cope with failure*
Me: *realizing this is where so many of my problems stem from*
Me: *whispers* Well fuck…
Found this gem in an article
“Peter is a child.” Tony hisses into the phone. He’s keeping one eye on the kid from where he is standing, not hiding just standing, around the corner.
“He’s normally a child Tony, what’s your point?” Rhodey asks, Tony can hear him yawning over the line.
“Yes, he’s normally like 14 though not 4.” Tony is definitely not screeching in distress. “Normally he is my height, not this tiny thing.”
“What?” Rhodey asks, and he sounds more awake now.
“I don’t know, Friday says it’s Peter, but he’s like 2.” Tony peeks out to see Peter trying to pull himself onto the couch, he gets a wave and a gap-toothed grin.
“I thought he was 4.” Rhodey points out, and it sounds like he’s laughing at Tony.
“I don’t know what age he is, he’s small Rhodey. I need help, please come help me with the spider kid.” He pleads, waving back at Peter. Peter starts to toddle towards him.
“I’ll be there tomorrow morning.” Rhodey grumbles, and the dial tone sounds in his ear. Tony’s eyes are wide with fear when Peter bumps into his leg.
“Tomorrow morning?” His voice is little more than a squeak.
“That is what he said boss.” Friday replies, she sounds smug.
“Okay, hi Peter.” Tony greets crouching down next to the kid. “I’m Tony Stark.” He holds out his hand to the little guy.
“Hi!” Peter shouts, grabbing onto his hands. “I like your bobots.” He holds out his arms in the normal kid gesture for pick me up, and Tony does, hefting the kid onto his hip.
“Really, which of my robots is your favorite?” He asks, bouncing a little. Peter squeals excitedly.
“I like the nice wall lady, and the dumb rolly robot, but my favorite is suit lady.” He informs Tony, nodding excitedly. “She’s nice.” Tony laughs.
“She is, isn’t she? You know I think you are her favorite human too.” He pokes Peter’s nose for emphasis. Peter giggles, grabbing onto his glasses with one hand, and yanking them off his face. “Ow.” Tony winces, and the glasses snap in half, apparently the little spider still has some super strength.
“Oh no.” His eye’s go wide and glossy and he looks up at Tony. “Please no mad. I didn’t mean to Mr. Shark.” Tony is trying very hard not to look like he wants to cry. “Please don’t leave.” Peter sniffles.
“I’m not leaving Peter, I’m right here. The glasses are dumb anyways.” He takes what’s left of them from Peter and drops them in the garbage. “See all gone.”
“No gone. I broke the boat and you were gone, no leaving now.” Peter insists, clutching at Tony’s shirt. Tony drops onto the couch, he needs to look put together for the kid, but his heart feels like it’s breaking in his chest. He gave Peter abandonment issues. He was trying to break the cycle, and he failed. Gesturing with his left arm for Dum-E to come over, he tries to soothe the kid.
“I’m so sorry Peter. I shouldn’t have left you then, and I won’t leave you now. I promise.” He pats Peter’s pack in an attempt to be comforting. Dum-E rolls over, blanket clutched in his claw.
“Pinky promise?” Peter asks, holding up his pinky.
“Pinky promise.” Tony links his pinky with Peter’s just as Dum-E drops a blanket onto both of their heads. “Thanks Dum-E.” Tony grumbles, it makes Peter giggle so Tony will consider it a success.
“You’re not mad?” Peter asks.
“Nah those glasses were dumb anyways. I’m much prettier without them.” Tony informs him. Peter reaches out, grubby fingers poking at Tony’s cheeks.
“Your eye is dark under. Aunt May says it’s a bag but that doesn’t make any sense.” Peter informs him. “You put things in bags.” He informs Tony.
“I do not have bags under my eyes.” Tony insists. Peter looks as unconvinced as a four-year-old can. “I get a healthy amount of sleep.”
“Mr. Shark, you don’t sleep, ever.” Peter points out, and Tony doesn’t really have an argument, and he doesn’t really want to correct Peter’s pronunciation of Stark, so it’s time to change the topic.
“Friday, how long until Rhodey gets here?” He asks.
“Based on his flight plan, he should arrive at the building in approximately 10 hours.” Friday replies. Tony tries not to look absolutely horrified.
“I’m going to die.” He whispers, Peter pats his cheek comfortingly.
“Don’t worry Mr. Shark, I protect you.” Peter assures him, it’s the cutest thing Tony has ever seen and he’s going to wrap this kid in bubble wrap and never let him outside into the dangerous world ever again.
One of the things that i love about Captain Marvel is that it has no romance for Carol whatsoever, there was no sex or nudity. Instead It focused on family, on friendship, it had humour and of course it had Carol being the strongest superhero not taking shit from anyone, Destroying her enemies weapons and space ships like they were nothing. For me personally that’s all that i need. I’ve never been so satisfied watching a movie before. I could watch Captain Marvel ten times and i wouldn’t get bored.
I want to headcanon Captain Marvel/Carol Danvers as being asexual/aromantic or even just on the ace/aro spectrum because tbh i see no representation of this anywhere.
And again this is my headcanon. And putting emphasis on the word ’Headcanon’ I know how the comics go.
Ganondorf probably doesn’t appreciate Ghirahim’s lack of eyebrows
this was stupid and fun to draw omfg
Everyone has the name of their supposed soulmate printed on the inside of your wrist. You, however, are defiant, and begin dating someone that’s not your soulmate. It turns out that not meeting someone with the magic expectation that you’re ‘meant to be for each other and will get married and live happily ever after’ actually made you two get along pretty well, and you’re now deeply in love with them. However, after several years of dating this person, both your and your S.O.’s real ‘soulmates’ find you, and they’re both furious that you didn’t wait for them.
THE RUSSOS VERY CLEARLY DID NOT GIVE A SINGLE SOLITARY FÜCK ABOUT ANY CHARACTER OTHER THAN STEVE
and yet they still managed to destroy his arc and peggys
who now have depression and/or anxiety, are probably adhd but dont know bc they were never diagnosed bc they just assumed that was part of being “gifted”, have a crippling fear of rejection and not being good enough, struggle to learn new skills bc if they arent perfect the first time then whats the point, and hide all of their self doubt with memes