I Have Rude Bitch Disorder And It Makes Me Say Things Like This 

married wenclair comic! they're goin out for a fancy dinner<3

So, this week I ordered a new couch pillow because I had a husband pillow full of shredded memory foam, and the thing needs to be opened and shifted around about once a week with the way I use it so it doesn't shape up weird and actually fuck up my back when I bought it to NOT fuck up my back.

I now have a wedge pillow, made of one piece of foam. And I ordered a book cushion from etsy, and I just wanna say to anyone who has thought "that adaptive thing seems like it would be useful, but I'm not disabled, so maybe it's not for me?"

It's for you. Trust me. My back hurt because I was slouching weird on the couch. I got a husband pillow. It helped a lot. But, it turns out, what I need is one giant piece of memory foam, not a bunch of tiny bits.

And the book cushion? Books are heavy sometimes. Being able to rest it higher in my lap so it's easier to read and hold? Better for my body.

Also, do you wake up with pain in the mornings? Try a contour pillow and a knee pillow.

Get those extra-strong treaded soles to wear with your heels because you wobble otherwise.

Wear compression gloves when you type. Get those orthopedic shoes because you can walk longer distances in more comfort. Buy the bra that actually supports the weight of your boobs. Get a lapdesk for your computer. Use a neck pillow even at home to keep your neck straight. Wear socks to bed. Listen to audiobooks. Read large print books.

You see something that you think will work for you and improve how you feel? Use it! Let's fucking normalize adaptative shit for everyone!

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There is no crime I wouldn't commit for my favourite horse in the whole word, whom exist only in the limited period of time in which the console is active

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Wenclair prompts

Wednesday is a witch, Enid is a werewolf who can't shift. Wednesday can help in exchange for Enid's first born. Enid accepts, but there seems to have been a fundamental misunderstanding because Enid keeps asking her when they're going to start their family, and saying they really ought to consider dating first so they can plan a wedding that works for them both.

Enid keeps telling outlandish stories about her (probably nonexistant) wife, and her coworkers have had enough. No human being could be so bizarre as she's describing, right? Gotta be fake, and really Enid? Pretty pathetic.

Then the ones who made fun of Enid the most, the ones who dimmed the radiance of her sun's smile, wake up with a bag over their head, tied to chairs in a remote location. The wife is real, the stories were real, and they are going to be lucky of they aren't fed their own organs in the end.

biting someone's muzzle is a love language