#how about some diabetes?

[thealienmoth]

Sometimes you go "nyah!" As a tic and people are like "aw that's adorable, I wish I had tourettes!".

And then you tic "I SHAT on your pillow!" with the deepest gravely voice your body can produce and suddenly everyone is uncomfortable.

Please decide if my disability is desirable or not, I need to know what the value is for pricing.

[here-there-were-dragons]

as a general rule, on average, if americans consistently complain about a food being conceptually weird, gross, and scary, then it probably tastes amazing. or at least inoffensive.

this is because in my experience americans for the most part (give or take a few exceptions by region) think eating literally anything other than beef, chicken, bread, eggs, peanut butter jelly sandwitches, ketchup, and disgusting cloyingly artificial brown sludge soda is insurmountably weird, gross, and scary.

[bonefall]

speaking of kitty disabilities. i think on and off about leopardstars diabetes and how that apparently caused her death (I may be misremembering its been years) and im curious if in your rewrite the cats...know what diabetes is? and how to manage it? any cats in your canon with more ''invisible'' disabilities?

When it comes to disabilities, I try to be careful about which ones I add. I don't want to spread myself too thin by tossing in a bunch of disabilities just to have them, and then end up with lackluster representation of that character's daily life.

I did a ton of research into epilepsy and HRT before committing to those; and with ADHD, Autism, and BPD I have personal experience with either having, or loving someone who has those things.

But as you know, canon also has some disabilities already in it which were treated poorly. I'm committed to treating these better than canon did, and NOT cutting any that were important. What that means is that I have two baskets of disabilities in my head;

The ones I'm adding; I do NOT put these in until I've done a ton of research and feel confident that I could treat it well.

The ones already present; which I don't want to remove, and know that I will be working with.

And the ones that ARE present in canon are; Deafness, blindness, paralysis, diabetes, anxiety, asthma, and limps/leg deformities. In addition, intrusive thoughts, hallucinations, and epilepsy were present as plot devices (in ways that I have spoken about personally finding abelist).

So even without those last three, I have 7 major ones on my plate to faithfully research, plus the additional 4 neurodivergances/disabilities (im counting epilepsy as a one im adding because of how badly shadowsight's was handled in canon :/)... so, 11 is already a big number.

But! Diabetes is one of those. I am not removing it. Eventually I would like to have the cats recognize and be able to treat it.

[theinfinitedivides]

nature is healing

[errantgoat]

my cats: obese

me: getting their bloodwork done and realizing they both suffer from obesity related issues

[fvckw4d]

I'm not much of an angry rant kind of guy most of the time. But god it's so fucked up to be trapped in a body where I can't move around too much or I won't be able to to move around much at all for the next several weeks and the general culture is just obsessed with whether or not I'm excercising enough. I have to prevent myself from moving. I want to move around and have to stop myself. I have to carefully ration every movement my body makes. I have to decide regularly whether or not bending down to pick something up is worth the cost of present and future pain and lack of energy.

It's also weird because so much of my life is defined by hunger. I have to actively try to ignore it because most of my day is thinking about how hungry I am, how I'm going to get food, am I going to have enough energy to make food, or even eat it, what can I do to temporarily stop being hungry, and dreading how much pain I'm going to be in when I eat. And I'm not really food insecure in the same way I was even a month or two ago. I spent a good chunk of time actively starving.

I do fucking yoga. I try to go outside and stare at birds for a while instead of being on my phone. I have to walk pretty much everywhere I go. Almost all of my meals are home cooked and with the best ingredients available to me. But the message is constant that it's not my circumstances, I just don't try hard enough. So I fucking sympathize with people who are constantly told the same, not by one person, but kind of by everyone, when that makes no fucking sense. Excercising is good, eating nutritious foods is good, but there are circumstances outside of your control.

Letting go of control was hard enough for me, being told I dont take enough control of my life and that's why it fucked me is really fucking exhausting.

[12percentspider]

I'm sick and having to care for a relative so if you need something checked out I can take a look but I can't promise I'll be checking as often as usual

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

The time thing is actually something I'm glad you mentioned in your response because I've been puzzling over it myself. I can see this happening one of three ways so far: 1) the RDA have been there for longer than in canon and Grace and them ended up arriving at a later time. 2) the meshing is less organic and more purposeful. After gaining their independence they still want to keep parts of their culture but want to sort of move away from the more traditional stories told by their creators/captors, so they mesh the stories and songs on purpose to make something uniquely theirs.

Or 3) since they are just experimental versions of the recoms, it makes sense that the RDA scientists might have needed time to perfect the memory transfer, especially since around two-thirds of their test subjects are from the people who volunteered their memories way back when the science of memory transfer was just becoming a thing as to not waste more valuable memories. Therefore a lot of their memories are often muddled, and those who can remember fully are few and far between. I imagine that if this was the reason I chose it would also give me a reason as to why Paz went up so high in the rankings: she's one of the last to be made, therefor all of her memories are intact. With the knowledge she knows, it's no wonder she became the Priestess of Songs. Plus, she knows far more about the RDA than the others because of how long she was with them, which could be another part of that.

Hmm, very interesting!! I think any version could be very cool. I think it seems like you have the most fleshed out about the last one. I kind of like the idea of them all being somewhat defective memory-wise.

My best friend suffered a brain injury while we were growing up, we were about sixteen, and sometimes talking to her is just having the same few conversations over and over with slight variations. She is the same person with the same personality, she just doesn't remember that she told me this story last week, you know? It really isn't that big a deal, because she lived and she is much better than she used to be. Often with fictional memory issues or brain injuries, I feel like a repeated story or a forgotten detail is treated as a sign of the character still being broken, not quite healed. Sometimes it's every day life. I like the idea of a whole clan of characters who are... I don't know, damaged mentally, for lack of a better word, but it's just their way of life. I've read a few stories where Spider has mental trauma from the RDA mind reading machine, and the memory thing being such a major deal always makes me vaguely sad. I'd love one where he'd adjust to his new normal.

When my best friend is tired she CANNOT balance, she will fall trying to walk over something even if it's the only thing on the floor. It's just her now so it's the funniest shit in the world, we just make fun of her. Idk. That idea makes me feel warm and happy. My apologies for going off topic, you made me think about something that's really only been a half formed thought.

[carbonateddelusion]

pretty people <3<3<3 beautiful bois and gorgeous gorls <3<3<3

[elektroyu]

Just went potty with the doggos and found it has snowed like 6cm in the last 2 hours and

it's like winter ✨❄️🌨️

[cobra-salt]

Some people want to be like "SAM SIMP SAM SIMP" when nobody's even talking about Sam here anymore and more about the hate her actress gets!!

And these same sorts think everyone is that guy on TVTropes aggressively defending Sam's character and plotlines in some paragraphs (while leaving out that there are also editors on the whole other end, acting like she deserves the worst for kissing Miguel or the season 4 "villain" antics). Yeah, no, I know who they're talking about because he goes on this website and on the CK subreddit too. But if they think everybody else claim him or are just like him and the "Sam Simps", well, way to use one individual to score points for the Tory fans. But when one of your side acts up, it's no reflection on you of course. Nobody even has to be a Sam or Tory "simp" to be pointing out the greater problem here either.

ffs, Mary sure didn't sign up for any of this weird bullshit aimed at her over a character she plays, or the chuds on Reddit that are being grossly fetishistic over how they want her fatter vs. the usual crowd hating her for her weight. Like yeah, I'll give you people that act outrageous for "YOU DON'T LIKE SAM?" or treat everyone as if they're the devil doing the worst of it, but there is a bigger problem in the mix that's been getting worse season by season.

[kalkydra]

i would never hold anything a woman does in a hypoglycemic rage against her because i'm a feminist and a diabetic #ally

[autisticlee]

About the label thing. I agree with you. Recently I've read a book where someone argued against labels (and autism diagnosis etc) claiming that labels hold people back. As if someone who would get an autism diagnosis wouldn't act autistic if they're not labelled autistic... That author believes that if you believe in something enough it comes true so if you say you can't do something it's your fault for not believing you can do it... Like of course positivity and trying out things has it's place but some take it too far so that accepting realistic limitations is out of the picture. Like realistically there are things people just have a harder time with compared to someone who isn't autistic. Besides people who say don't make autism your personality, didn't people already have that personality before getting the label that explains the behaviour and personality type...

sounds like toxic positivity to me. which can be just as harmful as being too negative. some people really don't get that and think being realistic or honest = negativity and think toxic positivity is the Right/Only way.

but seriously. the reason I got diagnosed with autism is because I wanted to know the reason why I had autistic traits and was severely struggling in life and couldn't make them go away no matter how hard I tried. i'm not acting autistic because I was told I am lmao it's always been here

[sentofight]

ooc. im thinking about the main event for the DEN is when lindow and sakuya take the dance floor. hands down, best duo in terms of coordination and sense. they know how the other think, and what will their next move be. seeing them on the dance floor is like seeing them fighting aragami--top notch synchronization.

[strawberryyyenthusiast]

Diabetic Steve who is at a Dairy Queen with Robin after he went with her to an all girl punk band that’s she’s been wanting to see for years. Steve had been feeling weird all day but he didn’t want to bail at the last second because he knew that Robin would just cancel everything to take care of Steve.

(Steve would do the same for her).

Steve plops down into a booth while Robin goes to order them food. He pulls out his pod and winces when he sees his glucose level.

64 and going down. Not a good sign.

Just to be sure he pricks his finger and holy shit, he’s actually at 43. It’s at that moment, when Steve is wiping his finger with the alcohol wipe, that his phone decides to loudly beep to alert him that, “hey you’re crashing pretty hard and fast— take care of it soon!!”

Steve is rifling through his bag while Robin is already trying to rush their orders.

“Shit,” Steve mumbles to himself. “I’m out of fucking juice.”

His hands start to shake and Robin begins to freak out. Steve is always so in control of his diabetes, she’s never seen him like this. So, Robin does what any other person would do and grabs the largest blizzard she has ever seen on the online orders tray and runs over to her best friend.

“Here! Have this, I’m going to try to get you some apple juice!”

Steve just nods his head and slowly spoons some of it into his mouth.

“This tastes like shit, by the way.”

“You’re welcome, dingus. Now shut up and eat.”

The worker behind the counter comes over and starts talking to Robin after she sits in front of Steve. Steve can’t really make anything out right now since he’s trying to focus on making his hands work. But, he thinks he hears the mention of calling 911 and an ambulance.

Time passes a little slower after that. Steve somehow manages to get down enough of the ice cream that he is slowly rising again.

57 after he pricked. Thank god.

It’s at that moment that Eddie Munson, lead singer of Corroded Coffin, walks in. He went to his best friend’s, Chrissy’s, show and needed a pick-me-up after helping her lug all of her equipment back into their vehicle.

He goes over to the online orders tray and it’s empty. He doesn’t really mind waiting. He walks over to the counter and sees that the worker is extremely frantic as she sorts some shit out.

“Hey,” he starts, his fingers tapping the fake granite counter top. “Just checking, I’m here to pick up an order for Edmundo and it’s not on the tray. Do you know when it will be ready?” He flashes an awkward smile and the worker just points to the table behind him.

“We’re working on it. Your nightmare of a blizzard was needed for something else. Give us five minutes.”

Eddie nods and slowly turned around, where he sees the most gorgeous man eating his blizzard. Reluctantly, he might add. The man has on a light pink t-shirt and brown corduroy pants, thick lensed glasses sliding down his nose. The woman across from him was clad in funky colors and had a dirty blonde bob. She was talking extremely fast and gesturing with her hands a bunch.

Chrissy would love her.

He walked over and tapped the man on the shoulder.

“How’s my blizzard?”

He slowly looks up and Eddie is met with honey brown eyes and beauty marks for days. A straight nose and an angular jawline. Jesus Christ.

The woman looks like she’s about to say something, but the guy beats her to it. “It tastes like if a unicorn threw up in my mouth, but it prevented me from passing out. So… thanks.” He smiles. “I’m Steve.”

Eddie needs to become Steve’s husband immediately.

“And I’m in love.” He pauses and then sees the look of glee on Steve’s face. “EDDIE. My name is Eddie.”

“It’s nice to meet you Eddie. Are you free tomorrow?”

[transgaysex]

i know i would be a vastly different person if i didnt have to deal with hyper-empathy. i know i probably have things that i benefit from by being too empathetic. but its very hard not to wonder how happier i would be if i just didnt have to deal with that.