Hahaha Sorry About That, The Ace Demons™ Possessed Me Again

Do you think Mike(scooped) has ever considered walking into a ER just to see what they would do? Who would they call first. Doctor? Cops? Mortician? He’s curious to know.

YOU hate JK Rowling!

the existence of legal adults implies the existence of a, much cooler might i add, illegal adults.

as to clear up confusion, however, i must state that they are neither prisoners nor criminals, for not every criminal lies in prison or jail, nor are criminals necessarily adults.

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"

If you dare come at me about banning straws, I will throw you into the sun cannon. I’m disabled, I’m crippled, I need disposable plastic straws, and all those pricey ridiculous alternatives aren’t working as well. Plastic straws were invented for the disabled.

Way to shit all over a vital access need because you think straws are worse than corporate greed.

We all care about the turtles, the seals, the oceans, obviously. Notice how the easiest thing to yell about was something that would barely affect anything but appealed heavily to emotional discourse.

The disabled community is huge, and it can be joined by anyone. Most of those As Seen On TV products were invented for us. Society still mocks us and ignores us, and often outright harms us in multiple ways.

Communicate better. Listen better. But stop putting us out in the cold because you are inconvenienced by our simplest needs.

me: "oh! i just switched fandoms. nice! going to see if i can make some content about them-" my brain: "lmao fandom swap" me: "...that took hours to make- oh well, i guess i just gotta do content for this one-" my brain: "nope. back to the old one!" me: "eh, i guess i just gotta save this one, make the new content, and go back when i swap fandoms-" my brain: "nah, different fandom entirely!" me: "why??"

nothing makes me go "ooooh we are NOT the same" quite like reading some post about how people talk with their parents about their interests. what do you mean you told your father about stevebucky. what do you mean he asked further questions

oh nooo my hand slipped what a shaaame

sits on my own blog like it’s the edge of a lake wistfully