#i never told my parents! i didn't think it was weird cuz i was SIX!!!!

[error-core-animations]

I'm in a very interesting position of "got comprehensive and age appropriate sex ed at a young age" but I was also molested as a kid. I am walking evidence that seeing diagrams of penises and vaginas isn't harmful and the real thing that gets kids hurt and sexually abused is not knowing shit. Cuz like, I did get told what genitals were and how zygotes implant into the uterus walls and stuff, but nobody told me about sexual abuse and assault for a while.

This also illustrates something ✨extremely fun✨: CSA is treated like it is Too Yucky to tell kids about, even in technical terms, even if the kid is aware of what sex is, they simply cannot know that if their friend pressures them into touching their genitals, that's a bad thing and that friend is probably being hurt! It's so weird, there's literally a whole saying about how knowledge is power, but kids are intentionally denied knowledge that could save them so much pain.

[noyasaur]

hi! Can you talk a bit about you jjba dr? (If youre comfy ofc!) ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

an introduction to my jjba dr! ✩₊˚.⋆

cw: spoilers for jojo's bizaare adventure!

-> hihi! and yes omg ofcc!! i haven't shifted to my jjba dr yet but i would LOVEE to just ramble all about it if you don't mind 😌 gonna make it all aesthetic and cute too cuz hell yea😍

-> all images used (except the dividers) are from pinterest and full credit goes to the authors of these images :)

★ . about my jjba desired reality!

right now, i only have one jjba desired reality which the whole thing about is me going on all the adventures from part three to five!

i think in the future i want to have a few more desired realities like one experiencing part two and part six and maybe even more of the parts if i end up finishing the other mangas! i also want to have a jjba dr set in modern times and also a jjba-based reality with kpop idols!

the timeline: in my main jjba reality, i've changed the timeline of some things so i can experience all the adventures in the different parts with the jojo boys in succession one after the other.

for example, when i first shift to this reality, i start with going on the adventures of part three with jotaro and the other stardust crusaders. the events of part four happen a year after the events of the stardust crusaders adventures when me, and jotaro are ordered to go to morioh by the speedwagon foundation to investigate well, jotaro's 'cousin'😭

in this reality, there was no affair 😙 joseph has a daughter and a son: holly and hugo. hugo is holly's younger brother and when he graduates high school, he goes off to japan for university. however, he meets tomoko there and they become a couple. long story short, he gets her pregnant and he never told any of his family, in fear of what they might say about him having a child so young. so that's how there is no affair that makes everyone go crazy, how josuke exists and how i can experience adventures when i'm not an old lady and i don't have to wait like twenty years between each adventure! (lmao)

obviously i can't live without kakyoin being dead and everyone else, so they live in this version 🤗 also, i made dio sort of less? evil? he doesn't actually commit any crimes against other humans (except blood-sucking ew but he doesn't kill anyone and just keeps people hostage as slaves and maids while he does his evil bidding eek) but is just hellbent on 'destroying' the joestar bloodline.

thinking about adding some other people into this reality too? for example, i was really contemplating adding sunghoon into this reality and making him one of dio's sons or something but during part three, he turns on his father and helps us defeat him 😜 this is a possible addition but i'm not sure if i'll go through with this or not!

i also have some generational pact with the brandos (i didn't do it, my grandpa did smh), though i fight with the joestars. long story short, my grandpas was in love with dio and made a pact that he would swear to protect the brando bloodline (my grandpa = speedwagon but dio's version) /hj might explain this later but im still in the works with figuring out how it's going to work and the backstory behind it!

★ . about me!

background: i was born in australia on the (??\??\???? - not sure on the dates and whether i want it to be set in the 80's or the 00's). i was born with a faint, butterfly-shaped marking on my back. none of my parents knew what it meant but as i grew older, it continued to grow darker, and darker. self-conscious of the odd mark etched into my back, i bandaged it up to hide it. i lived a pretty peaceful childhood. however, the after i turned thirteen years of age, very strange occurrences kept happening to me.

there were some instances where things would become heavier or lighter, or where my parents felt as if they were moving in slow-motion or faster than usual. i would get weird dreams, some of the past, and some of the very, far future.

little did i know, this was all the work of my stand manifesting.

not knowing what was happening, i was shipped off to japan to live with my uncle, in tokyo in hopes that my uncle would be able to fix whatever was going on with me. you see, my uncle is a very spiritual man. while he works as an astronomer and a psychologist, he is very knowledgeable in the likes of tarot cards, magic, and otherworldly forces (etc). he did everything he could and that was in his power to try and figure out what was happening to me, since that was his forte and all.

and thus, after years of dealing with these strange incidents, at the age of 15, my stand manifested before me. i was crossing the street, on the way back to my uncle's apartment from visiting a convenience store. however, i didn't notice a car zooming towards me until it was too late. i shut my eyes, assuming it was all over. this was my fate: i was going to die a horrible and painful death. and there was nothing i could to about it.

i shut my eyes, bracing myself for the impact and my inevitable doom.

i waited.

and waited.

and yet, i felt nothing.

the impact never came. the excruciating pain and blast i expected to feel, never hit my body.

i was alive. and completely unscathed. but. . . how?

i wearily opened my eyes and to me confusion and horror, i saw her. i saw a strikingly beautiful but eerie human-like creature floating in front of me. it had it's arms extended out toward the car, which was now moving at an impeccably slow snail's pace.

after standing there in shock for a few seconds, i shook my head and scurried away.

around a few times after this incident, the frequency at which i had those 'weird' dreams dramatically increased. they turned from being a fortnightly, even monthly occurrence, to having those dreams many nights in a row, back to back.

oddly enough, with every dream i was having, i couldn't help but feel they were starting to feel a lot less like dreams but a lot more like visions.

after two weeks of more odd visions and happenings, i finally told my uncle. he was deeply puzzled as he tried to make sense of what was happening to me. and after a few minutes of pondering, something washed over his face.

was it relief? or more confusion?

did he finally work out what was happening to me?

but in the end, all he told me what that if i were to ever run into a man with the name 'Joseph Joestar' he made me promise i were to stick with him if i ever met him.

i asked him who he was, and all he replied with was: "Joseph? oh why, he's just a very good old friend of mine."

and so, i continue my life as usual, trying to deal and overpower these strange incidents and even became familiar with my beautiful and endearing new creature. luckily for me, i was enrolled in an online school so any incidents i would have would hardly leave a scratch on my grades and records.

although, this completely changed in the last year of my high school.

you see, my uncle wanted me to have a 'fun' and 'memorable' high school experience, especially considering it was my last year. and so, he enrolled me into an actual high school, which would change the course of my fate forever.

and what a 'fun' and memorable year it was. . .

(i am so sorry if this is so corny omg this feels so corny sdsdjs)

★ . my stand!

my stand name: Ancient Dreams (In a Modern Land)

statistics: power: B Rank speed: A Rank range: B Rank durability: A rank precision: B Rank potential: A Rank

abilities: weight drop! (weight change): the ability to change the weight of anything. can make objects or people light, or make objects or people heavier. the stand user cannot use this ability on themselves. the ability can be activated by shooting small orbs or energy at the opposing object or person, where they will have a butterfly emblem on them, shaded corresponding to a highlighted moon phase on my stand, which corresponds to the 'levels' of weight taken off the person. flash! (speed manipulation): the ability to change the speed of any object or person. however, this can only be done when the stand makes contact with the object of person. dream telepathy/communication/travelling: has the ability to communicate with others during their dreams, or enter one's dream through a meditative trance, with the help of their stand. the stand user can appear in one's dreams and communicate with the person, and also manipulate their dreams. however, the stand user cannot physically harm their target's through their dreams. rather, it is a soothing and positive technique that puts the target in a state of comfort. dream energy: the stand has the ability to shoot out energy orbs as a way of fighting. the orbs are made of 'dream energy' and can easily damage and slice through objects, depending on the manipulation of the orb. the orbs can be thrown in their pure form, or even me manipulated into whatever the stand user desires. for example, i could turn dream orb into a 'dream sword,' made from the cosmic energy of dreams and fantasy.

appearance: has a slim and feminine appearance. it's body is a gradient and mix of light baby blue, lilac purple and cotton candy pink, with the phases of the moon imprinted on it's chest. it wears a majestic headpiece of a butterfly on it's head, which is coloured a shimmering mix of pastel gold, purple and pink. it's eyes are a deep blur colour, and has transparent blue 'butterfly' wings.

🪐 saturn's note:

-> um this was a little more than just 'talking a bit about it' but i hope you found this interesting and enjoyed! kinda scared to post this because i've never really talked about my drs like this so it's new to me but also fun 😍 i might update this here and there and i def swill reblog if i do or just make another post for anything else you're interested in!

-> oh and when i shift there? hell yeah am i going to be writing and sharing my experiences omg ����

[our-aroace-experience]

I'm aromatic and that's all I've ever told people I'm probably on the ace spectrum but I've never ever once TOLD a person I was ace. I've identified myself with aro and I'm comfortable in it and my identity but every and I mean EVERY person I've known and told about me being aro will tell others and when referencing me to myself says ace. I had a friend who had many labels and I thought they'd understand that I'm aro not ace cause they used they/them and neopronouns but EVERY AND I MEAN EVERY TIME XE INTRODUCED SOMEONE TO ME They'd say I'm ace.

"oh this is dense she's ace"

"I'm actually aromatic"

"same thing".

"I know your so done hearing me talk about dating people and having crush being ace and all"

"I'm aromatic not ace and it doesn't bug me"

"Okay~"

They said "okay" in a weird way and looking back I think they were trying to make me jealous that I can't love and then didn't believe me when I said I didn't care.

This next instance made me never talk about my identity around or with them ever again.

"happy birthday!!!!!"

"I'm finally legal let's GOOOO!"(I just turned AOC)

"don't make jokes about you having sex it make me uncomfortable cuz your ace"

"I'm not ace I'm aro and you know that and you make sex jokes at me all the time and make them with others I can make sex jokes if I want"

"well I don't like it and it's the same thing. you know your just a little baby in my mind which makes it weird hearing you say that and your my best friend so I don't want to think of you with others.

I ghost xem after but reading that almost make me puke. IM, ME AM NOT ALOUD TO MAKE SEX JOKES CUZ U SEE ME AS A BABY CUZ YOU THINK IM ACE AND SEX REPULSED, FUCK YOU.

Another thing is my family, we're a very open family having no problems with pronoun or name changes or being gay the only problem is my aunt married a conservative American

My younger cousin maybe 8 at that point made a gay dating joke after my aunt said something about boys maybe to impress me since I'm 8 years older then him and I told nah that's not me I'm aromatic which means I don't like boys or girls my aunt chimed in saying "we don't need to be talking about this with HIM, he doesn't need to now this "I told her "he is the one that brought it up so he obviously knows and just like how you talk about girls dating boys I could talk about me not dating anyone it makes no difference especially when he is making innuendos. Wait have you even had sex Ed?" "No" he replied, then my oh so fun chimed in saying "he's too young for sex ed it's good he hasn't had in it." "No I'm more surprised he hasn't had sex ed it's important he should have it." "No he's too young" "remember how I was sexually assaulted when I was six and I had no clue what happened to me until I had sex Ed and was told that it was bad and to tell my parent them told my mom and got help do you want him oblivious if it happened to him" "it's different." "How?" He stopped talking and went outside I asked my cousin is he wanted to play Minecraft he said yes so we did that but a few hours later to the bathroom my aunt grabbed me and asked if I was serious about was I said about boys and girls I told her "yes I'm aromatic and don't like boys or girls or anyone like the opposite of being bi." "Are you sure maybe you just haven't met the right person"(I was kinda floored by this she would've said that if I said I like girls) "yes I'm sure I'm seventeen and have never have a crush or ever wanted to be with someone" "but what if one day you fall in love" "and what if one day aliens take over the planet it's possible but I'm not going to bother myself thinking about it." "Well I just don't want you trapping yourself in this label stopping yourself from liking someone." "I never have and probably never will like someone but if magically one day I do I won't stop myself does that sound good to you?" "Yes".

I just love negotiating my identity to keep people happy I've had that exact talk maybe 11 times now and im so done with it, I'm known for my patience explaining sexuality stuff to my older family cause I know their just curious but please stop checking in to see if I've change my sexuality like a clown fish I'm so done.

This was mostly a long rant but I just wanted it out there and to leave it on a good note my mom loves me for who I am and makes fun of my family and people who just can't get it through their head that I'm not going to ever date someone I'm her star child with no drama ✨ which I always find funny.

Love to all that have a hard time with it I love you and your valuable and valid

i’m so sorry to hear about your friends and family, you mum sounds lovely!

[bodrewritten]

Daughter of Discord Rewritten Chapter 14: Crash Course

11:23 AM, Two days after the Gala.

The morning was grim. A dark cloud of regret hung over the halls as decorations were taken down.

Taco Grandé, Dinky, the cinnamon twins, Apple Blossom, thunder, and lightning stood outside Screwball's bedroom.

"Go ahead," Lightning slash said, nudging her friend. "Knock."

"I'm not knocking," Thunder crack insisted. "You knock!"

"No, you knock!"

"You knock!"

"Fine! Cinnamon Twist you knock!"

"What?!" the earth colt declared. "I ain't even do nothin'! 'sides, she probably doesn't even wanna be cheered up right now!"

"My cuz is right," Apple Blossom agreed. "S'pose we get her upset and she takes it out on us? She went through a lot yesterday. Maybe only one of us should go in."

"I'll go," Dinky volunteered. "Even if she doesn't wanna be cheered up, I can let her know we're here when she does."

No pony argued whenever Dinky said that, knowing that the two of them were closer than bread and butter. The unicorn was about to knock on the door when Cinnamon Twist stopped her hoof.

"Be careful," she whispered. "Take these, for moral support."

Dinky nodded and knocked.

"Go away!" Screwball groaned from inside.

"Screwy, it's Dinky! May I come in?"

There was a pause. "Just you."

The door opened automatically for Dinky to step inside. The room was completely dark, rain patted onto the bed, on top of screwball. She was not crying, but the furniture splintering into abstract concepts and rapidly switching forms told dinky all that she needed to know. Dinky put a plate of six apple fritters on screwball's desk. Screwball raised an eyebrow

"i don't like pastries?"

"oh, those are mine. They're for moral support." her friend stated.

"Right." Screwball chuckled.

Dinky climbed onto the bed and carefully lay her hoof on Screwball's head. "You okay?"

"I understand," Dinky nodded. "Doodle palooza told us about your fight with your dad."

"Not really. Sorry, Dinks. I've just had a bad day."

"That little tattletale." Screwball muttered under her breath

"Every pony fights with their parents now and then."

"But that's the first time I fought with Dad! I mean Mom's gotten sore at me several times before, but not Dad! We never had anything to argue about until now!"

She buried her face in her hooves. Dinky patted her on the head.

"Doodle told me he was hard on you."

"What else did he tell you?" Screwball asked, not looking up.

The unicorn bit her lip. "Well...I don't know if he was just talking crazy like he normally does, but he said that...you were, um...dating that changeling?"

This time, Screwball did look up. "I don't think so. He said he can't see me anymore because he doesn't wanna put a rift between me and my family."

Dinky's eyes widened. "Was he the special some pony you were talking about?"

"Yes."

"Wow. You weren't kidding when you said your dad would get mad."

Screwball had expected a scream. "You don't mind?"

"Screwy, my best friend's the Princess of Chaos, my friend has three moms and my eyes look in opposite directions. I'm used to weird stuff." Maple Cinnamon might not just be a friend at this point...

The earth pony giggled. "Well, yeah, but...changelings are supposed to be evil."

Dinky shrugged. "So is your dad."

Screwball smiled and hugged her friend. "I knew you'd understand, Dinky! What do the others think?"

"Oh, they freaked out, then they said they didn't expect anything less. In a good way."

"I really don't think anypony is as special as mothball."

"Mothball? Is that his name? Hey! Screwball? Mothball? It's like you were meant for each other! Hey! I have an idea! You could run away together! It would be so romantic!"

"Yeah. It's a little more complicated than that, Dinky."

"How so?"

"For starters, he's the prince of the changelings."

Dinky gasped. "Wow! He's a prince even! It's just like Romeo and Juliet!"

"You don't get it, Dinky! He's heir to Chrysalis' throne! Queen Chrysalis is his mother!"

"Well, no offense, but your family's rep isn't perfect either."

"Second, Mothball doesn't believe he has a heart."

"That's silly! Every pony has a heart! Some have two, Ma says."

"But changelings aren't supposed to have hearts. Dad thinks Mothball's just leading me on."

"Then why does he keep coming to your window? By the way, I saw the rose."

Screwball sighed. "Of course, you did."

"Hey, everything will be okay. Things will work out with your parents! Eventually, they'll see how much he really cares about you!"

The earth pony shook her head. "Dinky, face it. You may be my best friend, and you may be real smart, but you can be really naïve sometimes."

"Exactly!" Dinky exclaimed, flinging her forelegs around Screwball's shoulders. "Which is why you have my support the whole way!"

Screwball grinned. "Thanks, Dinky. You know how Gold Digger and Silver Tray used to say I would become evil and have to be turned to stone? I don't see how that can happen when I have a friend like you."

"You know what they say!"

"My better half!" they said together.

"Move over!" Lightning whispered harshly, shoving her friend away from the keyhole. "I want a look!"

"Guys, w-we sh...shouldn't b-b-be doing this!" Maple Cinnamon insisted.

"what? Worried your girlfriend might get mad?" Taco Grandé teased.

"And what are you little ponies up to?"

The group jumped at the sound of Twilight Sparkle's voice.

"We're not little," Thunder grumbled. "We're fifteen."

Lightning nudged him in the side and whispered, "Show some respect." She looked up at the unicorn, "Dinky went to comfort Screwball and we were spying- err, making sure they were okay."

"I tried to talk them out of it," Cinnamon twist said.

"Didn't your parents teach you that it's rude to eavesdrop?" Twilight inquired.

Thunder and lightning hung their heads. "Yes, Aunt Twilight."

"Good. Why don't you all join the others for breakfast? I need to speak with my niece."

The teenagers knew best not to argue. Twilight knocked on the door, startling the two mares inside.

"Yes?" Screwball called.

"Screwy, it's your Aunt Twilight."

"Oh. Come in."

The duchess opened the door. Dinky bowed her head as a force of habit.

"Dinky," Twilight spoke softly, "I need to speak with Screwball alone. Can you get the others not to spy?"

The gray unicorn nodded and left the two alone.

"Am I still in trouble?" Screwball asked.

Instead of answering her question, Twilight simply said, "Follow me."

Screwball had learned long ago that when grown-ups are this ominous, it was wise to listen to them. She put on her propeller hat for good luck before following Twilight.

Twilight led her to a long hallway decorated in colorful stained-glass windows.

"you ever been to this part of the castle?" the alicorn asked.

Screwball shook her head. "Never."

"well, I'm not too surprised. It's not Discord's favorite."

The first window she saw had an image of Discord. "What is this place exactly?"

"This is the hallway leading to the Canterlot Tower, where we keep the Elements of Harmony. The images you see here are moments in history when the Elements were used, along with many other victories."

Screwball counted at least five windows in which her father was depicted. There was one particularly unsettling one showing her father treating a unicorn, a pegasus and an earth pony like marionettes as he dangled them over a fire. The one next to it showed two alicorns circling a white version of her father. She soon deduced that it was Princesses Celestia and Luna turning Discord to stone.

Twilight saw the disturbed expression on the filly's face, and a sudden pang of guilt rang through her heart.

"You gotta understand that your father was out of control then. That was before..."

She guided her to another window, one that was more pleasant. Her father was in this one as well, but so was a yellow pegasus with flowing pink hair. They were running in a field and both looking happy.

"Mom and Dad."

"Beauty tamed the beast," Twilight said with a nod. "Your mama saved Equestria with her Element of Kindness alone. In a way, she saved your father as well."

Screwball stared at the window of her parents for a moment and then looked around at the others. There was one of six ponies battling a dark alicorn. She recognized the heroes as her mother and five aunts

"That was the battle against Nightmare Moon," Twilight explained.

"Oh," Screwball said, remembering the story.

"That's how we all met. If you think about it, if the six of us hadn't recovered the Elements of Harmony that night, we wouldn't have faced Discord a year later, and your parents probably wouldn't have met."

Screwball pointed to the next window. "Is that Uncle Spike?"

Twilight chuckled. "Yeah. That was our victory in the Crystal Empire. He was just a lil baby back then. He's a teen now, just like you!"

"Hey! That's Cadence up there!" She looked at a pink window beside it. "There she is again with Shining Armor!"

"Oh, yes. That was when the two of them used their love to defeat the..."

Twilight trailed off, but Screwball already knew what she was going to say.

"The changelings?"

The alicorn sighed and nodded solemnly. "Screwball, the reason I brought you here is because there is a chance you could be on one of these windows someday. Whether you are depicted as a hero or a villain is up to you."

Screwball's eyes widened as she stared at her godmother. "You think I'm going to turn evil, don't you?"

"All I know is that you have great power, Screwball, and with great power comes great responsibility. Need I remind you of the story of Nightmare Moon?"

"no, I get it. You say I have two choices: being with mothball and being a villain or listening to my family."

" not exactly, but I don't want something like that happening to you."

"It won't!" Screwball insisted. "Why would I ever...?"

"Last night, you lost control of your emotions and used magic against your father."

The younger mare hung her head. "Oh, that. But he was going to hurt Mothball!"

"Mothball? If you don't mind me asking, how do you know him?"

"Well, um...we kind of met as kids and...we became friends and...But he's different! I've felt his heartbeat, I swear! Are you going to tell me to stay away from him too?"

"well... Some Ponies think dragons are born greedy and hateful, but spike wasn't. I think it's a case of nature vs. Nurture. He was raised by queen Chrysalis."

"You know I can tell when ponies are lying, and he hasn't lied to me about being my friend!"

"What do most of these windows have in common, other than the Elements of Harmony?"

Screwball rubbed her chin. "In all of them, a bad guy was defeated?"

"Yes, but how were they defeated?"

"Oh, that. Mom said it was the Magic of Friends?"

"well- I mean, it's the Magic of Friendship, but yes. friendship is one of the most powerful forms of magic. The only thing more powerful was what saved your father."

"My mom?"

"love. True love between creatures is the greatest magic you'll ever find. You may be a being of chaos, Screwball, but you hold such magic in your heart. Never lose sight of it, okay? I don't want you to think there are only two paths for you to take here."

Screwball was a little confused, but then again, Twilight often confused her. She nodded anyway.

"Good," the alicorn said with a smile.

Twilight watched Screwball go with a sigh, wondering if the young mare had understood her lesson. Whenever she had the chance, she would teach Screwball control of her magic and the importance of friendship, hoping it would lead her down the right path. Considering how many friends she had, it seemed there was nothing to worry about.

But now that Screwball was friends with a changeling, and she suspected more, Twilight feared for the young mare. She had a choice between two of the most powerful forms of love, and that's a decision no pony should ever be forced to make.

It was quiet in the Discord household. Not even the baby was up to his usual antics. Discord sat pouting on the couch, his head in his hands. Fluttershy flew up to him and patted his head.

"What's wrong, honey?"

He looked at his wife sadly. "Screwball hasn't spoken to me ever since our fight. She does nothing but sit in her room with the baby!"

"She'll come around soon enough. Or do you want me to call a family meeting?"

He sighed. "No. I'll talk with her myself. Talking to family about your feelings is embarrassing enough."

As if on cue, the door to Screwball's room opened and the filly floated out with her brother in her hooves.

"Mom," she said. "Can I take Zany for a walk in the park? I think we need some fresh air."

Actually, it was mostly her that needed air. She had been feeling very grimy lately.

"But of course, sweetie," Fluttershy said. "I would go with you, but I'm meeting Rarity at the spa."

Screwball looked at her father for a moment. They both opened their mouths to say something, but she placed Zany in a baby buggy and rushed out the door before they could.

"Then we should get our stuff together!" Fluttershy declared. "We'll sort out everything tonight at dinner. Sound good?"

"I guess."

"Okay, I have to go now." She kissed him on the snout. "I love you."

Her kiss made him grin a little. "Fluttershy you're the most important pony I know. I love you too."

As the previous events occur, mothball has retreated from the changeling empire.

Mothball sunk to the clay earth when his legs gave out beneath him. He had flown and walked as far away from the empire as he could. Every joint ached and burned with every ragged breath. The vast expanse of the forest floor was covered in organic shrapnel that clung to his lashed legs.

He had to get out of here and warn Screwball of the next phase of his mother's plan. She and her family were in danger and it was all his fault...

In his time to think, Mothball had at least figured out where he needed to go after helping screwball. Maybe somewhere up in the mountains where he could starve alone, as I should, for what I've done. Mothball shook his head. Maybe in the end, he could live in the Fjords with Screwball, in a warm log cabin, cooking chocolate bars in a pot, the whole house smelling of spices. He'd kiss her gently and nothing would go wrong. All their decorations would be green, plaid, and red, quilts would cover every corner...

"Thank ya for helpin' me out today, Sugar," Applejack said to her daughter as they stood behind the apple cart.

"Well, it was either this or spend the day being sad that the Gala ended early," Autumn Glory giggled.

"yeah, I'd be pretty sad too if'n it wasn't so stuffy in there." Applejack laughed.

Applejack still couldn't help but to lament that she hadn't talked it out with Rarity, but how could she? She loved the mare, but it was impossible to think that Rarity would let her daughter feel how she did about her father...

The cowgirl's ears perked up at the sound of a familiar voice, though it was making unfamiliar noises. It was coming from an alley a few feet away.

"Excuse me, hon," she said to Autumn. "I've got to check something out."

Applejack cautiously walked towards the sound and peered her head around the corner. What she saw made her jaw drop.

"Fluttershy?!"

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I'm blue duboo dee duboo dye

10 notes • Posted 2021-07-03 04:50:25 GMT

#4

Bought shorts in the guys section for the first time today. Not only do they have good sized pockets and fit over my thighs but they're soooo comfortable! And make me feel good about how I look. Kind of gender confirming. Don't get me wrong I'll still wear my cut off jean short shorts but even those were once men's pants. Shopping in the men's section is just overall a better experience.

12 notes • Posted 2021-05-11 20:48:03 GMT

#3

The mask mandate has been lifted in my city. So naturally barely anyone is wearing a mask.

This shouldn't have happened till her immunity! Guys. Guys. My city is only 3% fully immunized. Only 28% have their first dose. We are so far off herd immunity it isn't funny.

Like I'm trying to not have a panic attack cuz covid cases are gonna sky rocket and I wouldn't be surprised if a new strain appears.

I hate this so much.

12 notes • Posted 2021-07-01 20:09:27 GMT

#2

I'm officially coming out as non-binary. Specifically gender fluid!

It's kinda weird to just post that so uh here's how I got here?

One: When I was little I always wanted to be a boy. I hated that I was expected to wear a shirt when the boys around me didn't and we had the same chest cuz I was ya know a kid. So I often just didn't wear a shirt much to my parents' dismay. I always said I wanted to be a cowboy when I grew up. My dad would correct me that I meant cowgirl. I said no. Cowboy.

Two: Growing up and into adulthood it made me happy being called one of the guys. When someone thought I was male it didn't bother me. If anything it made me happy.

Three: I was looking back thinking I wasn't trans because I didn't think I was a boy I just wished I was a boy.

Four: I wrote a personal essay in women's studies. My prof wrote on it 'It seems you don't follow gender binary'

Five: A post on this here tumblr said 'Wanting to be the opposite gender is a symptom of being the opposite gender'

Six: I thought ok. But I also do feel female a lot. Sometimes I hate having boobs but often I love it. I love how they make me feel sexy. So no way I can be a trans man.

Seven: somewhere in the above I had heard of gender fluid. It was at this point I thought maybe I'm both? So in quiet moments I thought to myself. What gender do I feel right now? And sometimes it was my assigned gender. Sometimes it was male. Sometimes I dissociated from gender all together. (Though I've never felt both male and female at the same time)

Eight: I cut my hair into a short androgenous style and suddenly felt really good about my looks. That was kind of the nail in the coffin.

Nine: I told my husband and now I can tell everyone else so here I am.

I use any pronouns because there's no way anyone can know what I'm identifying as at any point in time and I don't expect them to ask me every time they want to use pronouns. That's just dumb. And changing to they/them altogether doesn't feel right. But feel free to use they/them. Basically whatever the heck you want to use is good.

So there's that. Thanks for reading. If anyone has any questions feel free to ask!

19 notes • Posted 2021-05-03 02:47:11 GMT

#1

649 notes • Posted 2021-10-04 20:27:20 GMT

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Today was hard but I got a lot of sleep. It wasn't the worst day ever but it wasn't great.

Actually slept okay. I went up to my hammock and I got all comfy. I got woken up a couple times cuz I was a little cold but I never got out of my hammock. Which is very unusual for me. I was actually really really comfortable. I think next weekend I'll bring like one more blanket to lay on top of just because it really does leach out the back of you but I was pretty good. I was surprised.

My alarm went off at 5:30 and I got up. I went upstairs and Connor had not fill the other water yet so I had to get him to go do that. I don't know why he didn't do it because I specifically said to do it last night but it's okay. He's learning. It was his first overnight so I'm not mad at him.

But we hung out and got up. Turned out some kid had thrown up twice. Just like on the ship. One of the parents approached me later and told me that his parents hadn't informed them that he had a food allergy. So he ate the dinner even though he was allergic to something in it. That's insane. I hope he's okay.

It was all dealt with though. We had breakfast. Brandon did a really really good gun drill. He does this thing where he tells a story about the Cumberland and we run through a drill like five or six times with two different teams. And halfway through injuries happened in the Battle. So you tap on a couple kids to tell them that they're out of the line and that they've been injured and so you pull them to the side. And I went to tell our powder monkey that he had been injured but he didn't hear me and he was the littlest one that's what I just picked them up and started yelling the powder monkeys down the powder monkeys down! Which made all the parents and everyone laughed.

But they ran through it a few times and they did a really good job. Brandon's gun drill is always so fun. I wish I could get that pageantry. Maybe I'll try to focus on learning that story a little bit more. Nobody doesn't like him.

We finished up the morning and I decided that I wasn't going to go to breakfast. I just wanted to go home. We cleaned up. James came and I helped him with fixing the lines on the barrel that almost fell off last night. He brought me a cupcake because he's the best boyfriend in the world. And then we were gone. We went over to Taney we caught up with everyone. And then I went to get my bike. And this is where things went downhill.

I don't know why I'm having such terrible luck with my bike the last couple weeks but I get to my bike and I load everything in my basket and I go to unlock it and something's wrong. I dropped the lock on the ground and plastic that is rubberized around the middle is broken. And I'm like what we just bought this falling on the ground like that should not have made the split? And then I realized where my lock was sitting the paint was all messed up. And then I go to try to move the handlebars and I realize that the wheel is completely locked. At this point I thought someone tried to steal my bike. But the marks on the lock or from someone trying to cut it and then maybe they hit my bike. But later on the day looking at it and then having James look at it we think someone was just kicking it. Like a drunk idiot was just beating the shit out of my bike for no reason to try to show off to someone else. Because it doesn't look like a tool hit it it's just incredibly bench. What is bent is bent enough that I couldn't move it.

And I was exhausted as I always am after overnights and I go to try to bend it back and I didn't know what to do and I was getting more and more flustered. And so I called James. Except he doesn't pick up. And I call him again. And then third time. I text him three times during that time as well. And at this point I'm not just upset that he's not picking up. I know he's over at constellation he's being a chief over there. But if he is being chief he needs to have his phone on him because if someone else is working with him and he's on the deck and they're at the desk and something happens and they need to contact him because they need help he can't just not have his phone on him. So I was Furious. I was upset about my bike and I was so angry.

And then I have a 10 minute walk to Constellation just stewing in my anger. Thankfully I tend to get over things very quickly I run through the emotional Gambit. But I had to carry the front half of my bike all the way to Constellation and my bike is heavy. It's not 12 lb like James it's more like 25 or 30. And I think it's full of water I'm not really sure. So I get to Constellation and Stephanie's at the desk and I tell her I'm going to go scream at James. I had no actual intentions of screaming at him I'm not that person. But I was so mad.

And I got up to the deck and it's exactly what I thought was happening. He was distracted talking to guests his phone was over on the lectern. Which is unacceptable. Like I called him multiple times I texted him multiple times if something was going on he should not be away from his phone for 20 minutes. That is not okay. So I go and sit on the yardarm. And I wait for him to finish talking to the guests. And I'm getting more upset because he started bringing up other stuff that they didn't even ask about. And like I understand you want the guests to have a good time but I am visibly upset and I am coming back and you don't know what happened there was no reason for me to come back and you didn't know so why are you still talking to these gas you excuse yourself and you go find out what's wrong. That is the proper thing to do in that situation.

So he comes over and sits down next to me and I tell him that I'm upset. And I tell him why I'm upset and my anger had mostly left at this point and I was just sad. And I tell him that it's unacceptable and that he needs to have his phone on him. Not even just because I called him because Stephanie was down at the desk and you can't not be available to her if she needs help. Period. So he apologized and he said he would have his phone on him and then I told him what happened and I just broke down. I was really upset. I start crying. And he told me that he would take my bike to the bike store on Tuesday and he would try to figure out everything but I'm just so frustrated. I just want my bike and I want things to be normal. The weather is finally nice and it's nice to bike again and on my bike is fucking broken. Because someone had to destroy it for no reason. I feel like I'm going to end up just getting a new bike because there's other things that are wrong with my bike just because it's a couple years old now I don't take very good care of it. I take better care of it now that I'm with James but I still don't take the best care of it because there's not a convenient bike shop for me in general that isn't expensive. James says that he can try to find me a better bike that won't cost so much and we're still going to see if my current bike is fixable but I'm just very annoyed.

But I was also just so tired. So I say goodbye. I left the bike there so he could take it home. And then I went to head over to the bus. I lucked out because the bus came like right as I cross the street and I got home early enough. Much later than I wanted but it's fine.

I fed sweet pea and I took a shower. I unpacked my stuff. It was about noon and I laid down and watch some videos. And then I slept until 2:30. And it was like a really good nap. I had thrown laundry in the machine downstairs before I went to sleep so when I got up I went down to put things in the dryer and I brought up some stuff that doesn't go in the dryer so I can hang it. Midnight my pizza. And I really just spent the day laying in bed and making outfits for the week and putting my laundry away. After work James came over and gave me some hugs and we talked about stuff. But I feel very touchy. And I know it's just cuz I'm exhausted and things haven't been right and I'm at my apartment and I ripped my leggings. And I decided that I'm returning the shoes that I bought online and I'm going to try to find something else. I wore them one day and I just don't like them. but they let you do free returns to the store so hopefully they take them. Because apparently while they have a 60-day return policy there's a whole bunch of like weird rules around it. I repackage them and I don't know I'm not good at returning things. It's not something I do. And if they don't take them back I'll be upset because I have gone And if they don't take them back I'll be upset because I have gone And if they don't take them back I'll be upset because I have gone all And if they don't take them back I'll be upset because I took the bus all the way out to the shopping center. Which is not not far. but they can just become a constellation shoes for the summer necessary. Not the worst thing and not the biggest mistake.

I just accidentally tore my leggings so I think I'm going to just throw those and wash my face and brush my teeth and go to sleep. The plan for the morning is to wake up and go to the bus and go to the shopping center. Try to exchange or replace these shoes. Then get five guys. And then go to work. I am excited to see my students. We're going to talk about some paintings and then tomorrow we're going on a field trip. I am really hoping it's going to be a good day.

I hope you all sleep great tonight. Be safe out there. Good night.