#but you gotta remember being disabled isn’t some awful punishment

[thebookishwallflower]

When I search disabled Percy Jackson I want to see my boy, my blorbo, and how people hc him as disabled in different ways

Disabled Nico is cool and all, love the movement, but he’s not my blorbo

My disabled ass needs to see the first character I ever really connected to to be disabled in a way that effects him

The File has blind Percy Jackson w guide dog Mrs. O’Leary and I love it. He wears wrist braces when he needs them (courtesy of holding the sky). He uses his powers to help him out, but he also relies on others and uses a white cane.

Reblog w your favorite disabled Percy Jackson head cannons, do it up with disability head canons for other characters that aren’t typically seen as disabled too

Being disabled and being epic aren’t mutually exclusive. These characters can be both and so can you.

[spineofdeathwing]

A Post I should Have Made A Long Time Ago

Hello Spine and anyone who may be reading this at the moment. My name is Jerry, but most people know me as Gallowsfall. I am also well known - regrettably - for who I used to be: Burzgrim Blacksnarl/Gulghash back when I was associated with a group of habitual trolls/nazi shitlords in two guilds ran by the ringleader, Grom/Obombration/Scorching/Mooncakes/whatever he goes by now - and YES we are two completely different people. These guilds were called <Demagogue> and <Clergy of the Great One>, they were a small group of nationalists/fascists/trolls that enjoyed causing great amounts of harm and turmoil in the WoW RP community. I fully accept and HATE who I was at this time and all the fucking AWFUL things I did to so many people that I’ll never really remember or be able to properly apologize to or make it right again. Some of you I have met, we have reconciled and moved on. Some of you that I have met did not find comfort or reconciliation in confronting me or hearing my apologies - often because of the fact I can’t remember anything from those times beyond vague outlines of things I did but never to WHO and I’m sincerely sorry I cannot remember you to properly personalize a heartfelt apology to you beyond what I will say in this most likely very long post. I am sorry, from the deepest reaches of my heart, I am so fucking sorry. I now know the fullest extent of the horrible grief and fear I cultivated in all of you during those two to two and a half years I was lost and letting shitty people shepherd me down the entirely wrong path. I AM NOT TRYING TO EXCUSE MY BEHAVIOR OR SAY I DID NOTHING WRONG. I fucked up on a level no one should ever, EVER go to and every day since I’ve truly found myself I have HATED myself for it, I have PUNISHED myself for it. I have fucking WEPT in frustration and shame on a regular basis for having taken so long to figure out what I was doing to people and what I was doing to MYSELF. If I could go back and change everything and never have become that person, never had let that horrible fucking person manipulate me into thinking he and his cronies actually gave a shit about me - I would in an instant. I would give anything, even my own LIFE to try and take all of that hurt that I sowed into the world back… but I can’t. No one can. I can do everything in my power to try and put positivity and good vibes out into the world to try and make up for what I’ve done, but it doesn’t change and it doesn’t excuse and it doesn’t remove what I’ve done. I never expected it to, I have never expected to just magically be accepted by the entire community with open arms. The only thing I ever asked for was just a CHANCE. I wanted a chance to just let me be a part of the community again and prove I’d changed and to never stop trying to improve myself and help the community I once actively destroyed. But that was inherently wrong of me to want/think as well - not everyone is comfortable or willing to give me that chance and that is FINE, I accept that. My mother always told me, “Not everyone is going to like you, and that’s okay.” You have a right to feel angry, and I am sorry that I was the one who put that seed of anger, of hate into your heart from my abuse. I am sorry, I can never properly put into writing how sorry I truly am - but I hope this can at least give some kind of inkling of how sorry I truly am. But that’s not all I have to say here, and some of you will probably roll your eyes at what’s to come and sneer… but it needs to be said, and not just for me but anyone who’s been in my shoes and HAS GENUINELY MADE AN EFFORT TO BE A BETTER PERSON. If they have just made a half-assed apology post on twitter or here on spine, then continued the very next second to spew bullshit and hurt people - don’t you DARE try to have the audacity to compare them (or yourself if you the reader are one of these kinds of people) to me or others like me who are desperately trying to atone for the sins they’ve committed against their fellow human beings - not even just as roleplayers - to move past the oppressive shadows of their past. It can never go away, of course - it’ll always nip at my heels now and then... but I’d rather it be that than a darkened storm hanging over my head 24/7 until the day I die. It’s why I’m also here to make this statement that will no doubt incite more rage at me, but you know what? I’ll gladly take that abuse because I will stand up for others when others are too afraid to do so for fear of witch-hunts. It is absolutely toxic and abusive behavior to single out people anywhere and everywhere they go refusing to let them live down things they don’t do anymore - if they’re still doing bad things then only bring up those things that they are STILL DOING. It is absolutely toxic and abusive behavior to punish FREELANCE ARTISTS who are just trying to make ends meet for taking commissions from people who are “problematic”. If you do this kind of thing, YOU are in fact a piece of shit, and are effectively punishing an innocent person - taking away their LIVELIHOOD/INCOME in order to push your own subjectivity. This is absolutely unacceptable, and everyone should unanimously agree with this, no matter if it’s me saying it or some random person who isn’t taboo! I have lost friends, I have lost access to fantastic artists I LOVED to support with what little money I can come by due to this abhorrent practice and I gotta say it’s extremely fucking disgusting - especially when you consider that this behavior comes from people who CLAIM to support each other and support the working class/freelancers. Congratulations what you did is called censorship, and that’s a tool of the communist and nazi parties! THE MORE YOU KNOW~* Another thing I want to address is the very real fact that there ARE groups of very popular RPers/Artists who seem to be the unspoken kingpins of this community and if they decide one day that you’re no longer useful to them/become a liability for them to associate with - they will offer you up as the latest scapegoat for them to rile up the masses and send them after you with torches and pitchforks… ESPECIALLY if you so much as DARE to call THEM out for their own shitty behavior or business practices. Anyway, as no doubt many of our parents or parental figures have instructed us throughout our lives: “TWO WRONGS DO NOT MAKE A RIGHT.” “IF YOU HAVE NOTHING NICE TO SAY, DON’T SAY ANYTHING AT ALL.” “ANYONE WHO WILL GOSSIP TO YOU, WILL GOSSIP ABOUT YOU.” I am not trying to say “Oh, I am holier than thou! Truly I am but a poor victim!” No, I am just as guilty as anyone reading this of doing these things but every day I try to consciously remind myself more and more not to do them, that THEY DON'T HELP ANYONE - THEY MERELY CAUSE MORE PROBLEMS AND MORE PAIN. In conclusion, I would like to make it abundantly clear that I am completely and utterly, emphatically, sorry for anything I have ever done to hurt anyone - whether intentionally or unintentionally due to my own traumas and mental disabilities. I don’t WANT to hurt people anymore, any time I learn I am hurting someone I immediately want to do nothing but hurt myself and hate myself. But I’m not looking for pity, I’m looking for some reconciliation and the right to be apart of this community even if it’s just so much as being able to play the game and not have people whisper hurtful shit to me or post inciteful and extremely upsetting things about me on anonymous pages or even right out in the open. 

I AM NOT A NAZI. I AM NOT A RACIST. I AM NOT A HOMOPHOBE. I AM NOT A TRANSPHOBE. I AM NOT A BIGOT OF ANY KIND.

I am just one broken and maladjusted man trying to make things right and move on with his life - to try and heal, but I can’t do that with people lying about me or just constantly bringing up my past to me and everyone around me, this is only re-traumatizing me and anyone else that past involves. You’re not helping anything or anyone, you’re just making more problems and hurting more people and the cycle begins again. I shouldn't have to say this, some probably won't care or believe it but: While I was with those groups, I was constantly called a "Sp*rg" or "R****ded" I was ridiculed and bullied for liking anime or furry shit. These people ruthlessly bullied me and tore me down and apart everyday to maintain their influence over me. Some of you might say, "Why did you even stick around, why didn't you leave?" I was trapped, by own fear of being alone and my great flaw of needing/desiring validation from someone anyone - even if it was these shitty fucking people. Anyway, thank you for your time if you have bothered to even read this entire thing, I know some won't and that's okay. To those who do, whatever your opinion may be of me afterwards is completely and totally valid and fair - whether it be negative, positive, or indifferent.

-Gallows

[luisaaronopez]

Rosie and I continue to chase after Mel and her friend. But they were going so fast that we lost them. Rosie looks at me and reassures me “Aww don’t worry Thomas. We’ll catch these criminals someday. Let’s go home and get some rest.” “I guess so…” I said in sadness. Rosie did a U turn and we head back to her house. I kept looking out the window. The forest looks scary. The trees all look like people having their arms up doing a chant like a cult. But then I look at Rosie. She’s so brave to drive at this hour. She turns to me and smiles before looking back at the road. This reminds me of the day I met her. I arrived at the Magical Island tournament. Like all newbies, I was lost. I went into a dark room and met the happy go lucky General Mitch. He called Rosie over to give me the tour. But the way she looked at me, she made a friendly smirk. I snapped out of my flashback and asked Rosie what she wanted to talk about her future. “H-hey Rosie..” “Hm? Yes?” Rosie said without keeping her eyes off the road. “What are your plan for the future? After we’re done with this whole ‘Purple Burger’ case, what are your planning to do with your life?” She had to park on the sidewalk im the scary woods. But with I feel more save and less scared with Rosie around. “Well I still have plenty of time to think about it. I need to take things nice and slow while I’m still young.” She said with a giggle. “Me too!” I said with a giggle as well. “I was thinking of working as a teacher. I really love children. But….” Rosie lowers her head. “What’s wrong?” I ask her. Rosie takes a deep breath and says “I feel like it’ll never happen.” “What?” I gasp. “There’s so much going on with my family. My parents constantly argue that would drive me and my siblings nuts. My older sister eventually got married and moved with her husband. Now life is telling me its MY turn to get a job and get out of the house. But that’s not the real reason why I’m still living with my parents. Well, USE to now that I’m a therapist and living alone.” “What’s your reason?” I asked her. “Its my little brother. His name is Buddy. He is young, about the same age as Angel’s little sister. He also has a disability. Loud noises scare him and I have to calm him down whenever he panics. Whenever my parents and sister are at work, I stay home and look after him. But after getting hired to work at Magical Island, my family has hired a babysitter to look after him. I’m not only doing this for myself, but also for him.” I can see tears coming from Rosie’s eyes. “S-sorry…I get choked up whenever I talk about my family.” She said softly as she wipes off her tears. “Its okay to get teary eyed when saying these things. I get like that too when I mention my family. I need a job too. I know I’m rich but I don’t like BEGGING for money. I wanna earn it by working hard. I just….don’t know what job to choose.” I told Rosie. Rosie smiled at me and said “I’m pretty sure there’s a job suitable for the both of us.” I can only smile briefly ay her before I can go back to being sad. “That’s another thing. If we DO find jobs, that’ll mean….we’ll be going separate ways.” Rosie puts her hand on my shoulder and said to me in a soft voice “Aww Thomas. If our jobs are distanced from one another, we can still keep in touch.” Wow! Rosie is so nice. I’m just lucky to have her as my friend. But I feel like we should be more than friends…. I blush and sheepishly start to say “Rosie….” “What is it Thomas?” She asked nicely. Suddenly Rosie’s cellphone rings. She answers it of course. “Hello honey. I miss you too. Yes, that would be nice. Oh….oh I see….well, let’s talk about it when we’re alone. Okay…love you too. Bye.” What did she say? H-honey? “It was my fiance Theo. He just wanted to remind me that I promised to let him visit the place I rented. Anyway, what do you wanna tell me?” F-f-fiance??? I sadly look away and whisper “N-nevermind…” Suddenly Rosie sees someone or something. “Hold on. We’re not alone in this forest.” Rosie whispered. Rosie looks out the window and sees two silhouettes running off. Rosie and I get out of the car. “Your sword and shield are in the trunk. A brave knight must always arm themselves.” Rosie said as she opened the trunk. “Yes! Thank you Rosie!” I should as I arm myself. “Anytime! Now let’s go!” I was still scared of the trees. But I must remember. I gotta be brave and not to mention Rosie is here to help. We rushed into the forest. Yuck. I hope that wasn’t a spiderweb I touched. Spiders make me shudder. Oooh ooh oooh ooh. We eventually got out of the forest. But it lead us to a meadow. Rosie still senses something. “They’re here. I can sense it.” We both are ready for a fight. Suddenly everything turned purple. Then we see a figure walking towards us. “Nobody move. We have you surrounded.” Said the figure. We backed away a little bit. “YOU two are going to make me sick. Would you care to know who I am?” The figure said as he finally reveals himself. He is Mel’s friend. “I am Nightshade. An Eliminator from the Chaotic Army!” He said with pride. Rosie gasped “That horrible army Angel told us about?” Nightshade laughed. “So you are aquainted with the princess huh? It must be our lucky day.” “What do you mean your lucky day?” I asked him out of curiosity. “I won’t tell you much but there is a generous reward for those who assassinate Angel. Plus a bonus who disposes her sister as well.” Nightshade said with a grin. “You’re evil!!” Rosie shouts in disgust. “AND I LOVE IT! HAHAHAHA!” Nightshade shouts. Nightshade looks behind him and says “I believe you met my partner in crime Melantha.” Melantha appears, waves at me and winks. So gorgeous….. NO! SNAP OUT OF IT! “Good evening Mel.” Nightshade greets Mel. Mel smiles and waved at Nightshade. Rosie and I prepared ourselves to fight these criminals at last. But I see Nightshade and Melantha look at each other and start pointing at us. We're both immobilzed. "Why don't we play a game? The name of this game is called "Mind Screw." Its a game that Eliminators such as Mel and Yours Truly play against mortals. If you lose, we will cast a Punishment Spell on you!" Nightshade shouts with glee. "Punishment spells?" I said in confusion. "Yeup. They are so horrible, you'll be BEGGING to die immidiately when trapped in one. You'll never escape or commit suicide while trapped in a Punishment Spell. Just think of it as being stuck in a nightmare but you will NEVER wake up. That's how scary it is. Are you two up for it or ya'll too wimpy to take us out? Hahahahaha! "Kind of like Sleep Paralysis but....its permanent torture instead of death..." Rosie said with the sound of fear in her voice. "These spells can make the sanest person in the world into a deranged lunatic in less than an hour." Nightshade continued to shout with sadistic glee. I looked at Rosie and she looks at me. This is a risky gamble but at this point, we don't really have a choice. "We accept." Rosie said to them. "Does THAT one accept? Dudes, shaking like a leaf." Nightshade insults me. "I do too!" I shout. "Alrighty then. I'll go after this lovely lady. And you Mel will gk after this shaking porcupine." Nightshade told Mel. Aw come on. My hair isn't THAT spiky. Oh....wait... Nightshade pulled out his gun while Mel pulled out a spear that's almost as big as her. I just hope we win. If we lose, I'll never forgive myself. I don't wanna be a drag to Rosie and prove to her I can do it! To Be Continued