#what happens happens

[queer-here-and-in-fear]

ok get pissed or whatever but if your extent of disability knowledge is the online neurodivergent/cluster-b communities, posts about cute disabled people doing super awesome things (super awesome things for disabled people, of course) and disabled pets who are soo silly with their disability and you think you have important knowledge about disability as a whole, i need you to shut your fucking mouth, look up what cripplepunk is and then 25 more disability history things, and give every disabled person you know an apology and 5 dollars.

[getvalentined]

The result of that flash poll I did the other day, Riv wound up winning so here he is!

Random OC lore below for anyone interested.

Riv is the oldest of the aur, a species unintentionally formed from the energetic aftershocks of the creation of his planet. Because there was only so much of that energy to go around, there are a limited number of "souls" available for their species, and thus the aur have a static population. Although functionally immortal, they do lose neuroelasticity over time, which eventually makes living pretty unpleasant, so they inevitably opt to pass away and allow a new member of the species to be born.

Several thousand years ago, Riv contracted a particularly dangerous magical condition that left him discolored—he used to be a very pale apricot color and his hair was opalescent white—and with chronic pain, but also keeps him from losing neuroelasticity, allowing him to live basically forever without experiencing the ennui that is the literal death of the rest of his species.

Travelers of other species who came across the aur in ancient times wound up essentially engaging in a millennia-long game of telephone that led to a gross misunderstanding of what they actually looked like, which is where the concept of unicorns comes from. When the aur finally went public as a species to get people to stop killing each other, everyone was very surprised to find that they look nothing like horses or deer. (Although they do have hooves, which is what led to the mistranslation that brought about that misconception in the first place.)

[somecunttookmyurl]

real talk though english needs to implement accents in a manner like that of the irish fada to distinguish long and short vowel sounds. then we could write cóne and gone as god intended

[pumpumdemsugah]

After a post leaves the warm bosom of my mutual sphere, it doesn't belong to me anymore. It's up to god to make sure nothing dumb happens because I'm not checking

[an-internet-introvert]

I just scrolled back just to see how much I paid for my WAD ticket just to get an idea of how much I am looking at here

[drunk-on-starlight]

I do think garret is going to be the puppet in a hypothetical movie 2, though I don't like it. It would unfortunately play into the plot much better than she would.

[i-prefer-to-mosey]

you wouldn’t steal a car so why would you pirate a show?

well darlings i don’t have netflix, am away from home and desperately want to watch season 2 of shadow and bone so....

[d0d0-b0i]

closing requests in roughly 4 hours ✌️

[hi-im-just-someone-meaningless]

one thing about me is

i'm healing and grieving, at the edge of both, cross-roads even. i have regular crisises over people lost, pondering my worth and am i enough, was i enough, am i too much and too little. feeling like i shouldn't be in the spaces i am, feeling like i have too much opportunities and possibilities in my life; like this person i am wouldn't deserve it.

then again, i am sending that text. taking that space, taking an initiative, asking for meet-ups and being braver. raising my hand in class, taking responsibilities and taking each day as it is.

and somewhere along i am, not winning, but, persevering. finding a positive side, handling it better and understanding the pain and grief and terrified feelings i have carried for so long. and also trying more, bit by bit.

it's like my default mode has been survival; appear small and smile bright so you won't get bitten. like a little animal, terrified of being eaten. and now, a part of me is shedding that skin, like a snake, and appearing bigger, less smiling out of fear and more smiling out of joy, feeling too big on my skin yet doing it anyway, trying new things.

and maybe that is it; i'm beginning and ending at the same time.

[ettawritesnstudies]

Writing buddy<3

I'm a bit late to this but 2023 new years resolutions

1) don't burnout because that shit SUCKED

2) have fun setting up new life after I graduate uni

I really hoped '23 would be the year I published my debut novel; it's a goal I've been reaching towards for years. At first I thought "I'm going to be a successful published teen author", then "surely I'll publish during college" then "right after graduation, I'll have it ready to go" and now my expectation is just... Please let someone read A SINGLE good book before I die. But I've learned the hard way that you can't just outwork exhaustion, that you can't rush a great story, and that creativity takes time to grow.

I make no promises regarding my writing progress this year. I hope its worth the wait.

[missabnormal]

imagine being a Korean person awake at like one in the morning trying to accept that the president of South Korea actually just tried to go full dictatorship by way of an emergency martial law because he was basically having a political temper tantrum and every agency and corporation in the country is all hands on deck, code red mode on everything and the military is being deployed and then the assembly revokes the martial law and then the president is like lol nevermind and now you have to get ready to work at your shitty job on a Wednesday

[sushiisiu]

im not gay greg.jpg

[bob-artist]

I had an upsetting dream last night.

[whumperofworlds]

What the hell is happening???

A friend lost 200 followers. Someone else lost a bunch of followers too. And I also lost 100?

Is something happening?! Is there a purge?!

[eridan-ampora]

baby animals move like theyre playing a new video game & havent figured out the controls yet