For Those Out Their With Heds That Use Mobility Devices, What Device Do You Use And What Was The Point

I don't think fic writers know how much they matter

Do you know how many times you distracted me when I was hurt or lonely? Do you know how many times a line or a scene from fanfic marked me so much that I remembered years later, even though I can’t recall my own phone number? 

Even if the fic isn’t perfect or popular or multi-chaptered… Sometimes there’s just one sentence that changed me.

You, miles and miles away, changed me.

English essay: Sweet talks you into believing whatever point it’s discussing and leaves you pondering why you thought about it believed anything else.

History essay: SLAPS you in the face with The who, what, where and why of what ever question was posed with no care of if you believe them or not and basically double dog dares you to argue with them.

Why the hell am I only hearing about this at 23:02?!?!?

HAPPY ACE DAY BABES!!!!

Hey what if we reblogged out ace specifications to show the diversity of the ace spectrum?!

I’ll start and if ya want let’s keep it going!

I’m AroAce and I personally am sex-neutral. I wouldn’t have sex but I’m not repulsed by it and even enjoy reading smut on occasion. I don’t really like the concept of being in a relationship but am open to QPRs.

Love y’all!!

🖤🤍💜

today is the first international asexuality day! on this day, we celebrate those that are under the ace umbrella, including demisexual, gray-asexual, and all kinds of other ace identities.

asexuality is the lack of sexual attraction to others, or low or absent interest in or desire for sexual activity.

asexuality is valid. asexuality exists.

if you are an allosexual person, check in with your friends that are in the ace spectrum today! let them know you are with them every step of the way. and educate those who do not know what asexuality is.

and for us in the spectrum, let's use this day to celebrate our identity! we are in this together, let's not lose the community spirit. we have enough love for everyone.

sending love to my people, happy asexuality day!

When did I realize I wasn’t straight?

Well I suppose that’s a difficult question.

For the longest time I was convinced I would marry a man and have 5 kids. But as I learned more about the world I found terms that just felt better.

In 6th grade, I started out with saying I was bisexual because it was the first term I learned. I thought it was appropriate because I thought girls were really pretty which I thought meant I could fall in love with them. But I still never thought I could have sex with a women and I had kind just pushed out of my mind the fact that for kids I would “need” to have sex.

In the same year, I was introduced to romantic attraction terms and started going by Biromantic heterosexual. That lasted about three months when I was introduced to the term asexual.

I have identified as asexual since I was in middle school and have ever since.

I also started questioning my gender identity around this time but we’ll get back to that.

Now even though I had determined that I was ace, I still had it in my brain that I needed a romantic interest to appease the concept I grew up with.

So I jumped around between deciding who my “crush” would be. From a sweet femme person I admired to a girl that would become one of my best friends.

I tried as I might to love them the way they wanted me to. I tried so hard with putting romance behind every I love you.

But I just can’t.

I don’t feel that way.

I just don’t, no matter how I try.

And that’s okay. They accept me.

It was around the time I determined I was aro that I decided there was no point in denying that I didn’t feel like a girl.

I still don’t. I identified for awhile as androgyne because if my mom ever asked me about my gender it wouldn’t break her heart as much.

But recently I’ve determined I do like being associated with being a “girl”.

So I have decided to settle with the term Demiboy as of now.

He/they pronouns.

There are only three types of ducktales characters

The science types with some big secret/dark past

The character whose entire personality is based off of some level of greed

And the daredevil adventurers with some wild insecurity.

Demons and Drag pt 2

Anitri and Surri sat on Jem's couch patiently as Jem brewed tea in the kitchen.

Anitri looked around the tidy apartment, staring at the rose mural on one of the walls. All other walls were white with forest green trims. It was rather peaceful with classical musical playing gently in the background.

A black fluffy, possibly fat, cat walked into the room, and stopped. Staring at the two strangers on the couch. It meowed loudly, fur puffing up on its neck.

"Lordie, leave them alone." Jem said as they walked in with a tea tray.

Anitri chuckled at the cats name. Surri narrowed her eyes at Jem. She's trying to understand the height difference. Yesterday Jem or Coco Rose as they're otherwise known, appeared to be about 6'5"yesterday. Now they seemed maybe 5'10". Seven inch shoes are nothing to sneeze at, but they perform in those. Wow.

"So," Jem started, "If you stay here, you will have to pay half the rent, along with obey a few rules."

The twins exchanged a look before Surri spoke their concern.

"What rules?"

Jem looked over the rim of their mug.

"No copulation in the apartment," Jem deadpanned, "Don't leave clothes in the bathroom unless you want them covered in fur, and don't touch my plants."

Anitri giggled over the use of the word copulation, while Surri rolled her eyes.

"Y'know, just because we're concubus, that doesn't mean we're sex fiends." Surri scoffed.

Jem quirked up their eyebrow in confusion and continued, "That's not what I was implying, sorry for the misunderstanding. I'm simply uncomfortable with any sort of happenings like that and do not wish for anyone to partake in such acts in my home. That would be a rule regardless of your race, species, gender or other components. Simply a boundary."

Surri was mildly surprising at how put together and generous Jem was being to them. She didn't exactly expect someone who knew them to be assassins to treat them so kindly, or even let them in their house.

"Oh, one more rule." Jem said, placing their cup gently on their coaster.

Anitri leaned his over, head on his hands as the were on his knees, "Yeah?"

"If you get blood on the floor," Jem said with a slight smirk, "Please use the rags in the purple bucket located next to the washer to wipe up the blood."

Surri wasn't completely shocked that Jem wasn't against their business but it's still appalling to hear someone so nonchalantly tell you that murder is okay.

"Well," Jem said, standing from their seat, "Do we have a deal?"

Anitri looks over to Surri with a smile. Surri sighs and stands.

"I believe we do," she answers, reaching out her hand to shake.

Jem smiles for the first time and shakes her hand.

"Let me show you the rooms."

Jem walked down one of the halls, Anitri hopping up to follow behind them quickly while Surri strolled along cautiously.

They walked by a door or two before reached the first room option.

It was a blank slate. It had a reasonable amount of space, a bathroom, and a sliding door closet. The floors were wood and the walls were pale grey. The window showed the city in all its underwhelming glory.

The next room was down the hall a bit more. It also had grey walls and wood floors but it had a smallish walk in closet, a two sink bathroom and a bay window overlooking the coast through the buildings.

"Dibs!" Anitri screeched, running to look out the window.

Jem turned towards Surri with a look that asked if she cared to challenge him. Surri shook her head with a chuckle.

Her brother may be the same age but he was so youthful. His spirit hasn't been crushed by the world yet.

'And we're going to keep it like that.' She thought to herself.

"Well," Jem's voice breach's Surri's thought, "If y'all need help moving in, feel free to ask, and if I'm not enough to help, I have a real eager to help friend."

Jem makes their way back down the hall towards the living room when they pause by the halls opening.

"Any questions?"

Surri remembered the busted up combat boots by the door that we're definitely to small for Jem.

"Whose boot are by the door?"

Jem looks over their shoulder with an almost quizzical look.

"They're Emily's."

My foot has been hurting for the last five days and is making it agonizing to try and do my PT.

Nothing looks wrong, it’s not a joint (I think?)

It doesn’t hurt all the time but if I bend my foot up towards my ankle it hurts or point it.

This is weird

Show us your pride outfits!

Uh sorry no

I don’t feel comfortable sharing pictures of me on tumblr ✌️