Hey it’s ace week and you’re local ace has something to say! I’ve been out as ace for 3 years now and it’s still a big part of my identity that I’m proud of so here’s a lil something for those who need it!
Reblog if you write fic and people can inbox you random-ass questions about your stories, itemized number lists be damned.
You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled
Hit that.
Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern
Yes.
Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
Tumblr will follow up and help them.
This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
the scariest part about being a writer? pouring your heart and soul into this one fic that has taken literal months to piece together only to have this sick feeling in your stomach like it isn’t going to be a hit. not because it isn’t good, no, it’s worthy of a pulitzer, but just because readers won’t interact.
this is my message to my readers and all the readers out there: interact with your writer’s fics. someone can leave a seven word compliment along with a reblog on one of my stories and i’ll think about it for days. writers, good writers, have stopped writing because of the lack of feedback they get. nobody should get the amount of support to the point where they feel it’s worthless to do the thing they’re doing.
readers. like. reblog. leave a comment.
TW: Brief mentions of suicide (I made it very brief because I didn’t want to talk about it too much.)
(Please don’t read if you’re triggered by this, I don’t want anyone to be triggered. So for your own sake, if you continue, then it’s your choice. If you don’t, thank you for prioritizing yourself.)
I never thought I’d found a similar story (or a story with quite a few similar aspects at least) that could possibly convey something that’s SO important to me as accurately as this one.
Aphobia has in fact made one of my closest friends kill themselves over how their family had rejected them simply because they were AroAce. Aphobia is very real, and can very much kill people as any prejudice towards any minority can.
Honestly, seeing this has given me more hope that by spreading messages like these, we can hopefully continue to and maybe even one day normalize platonic, queerplatonic relationships/attraction, aromanticism/asexuality, panromantic/pansexual, etc. And that we are just as a part of the LGBTQ+ community as any other orientation there are.
Personally, as an Oriented AroAce myself, seeing this post, made me SO happy to see that people are starting to (albeit barely from what I seen but I could be wrong) accept Aromantic and Asexual people.
If you disagree with me or whatnot for whatever reason it could be about my reblog, I don’t particularly care as long as it’s just not said here because I don’t want to debate about this in particular.
People, we need to reblog this post because we Aros and Aces deserve to be heard and seen as any other person and human. So let’s do it!! 💚🖤🤍🖤💜
As a disclaimer, this entire post obviously comes from an allosexual queer and these experiences are only second-hand from my view of all of this. This blog is usually a fandom blog, but I felt like talking about this because it’s personal to me, and I think that with the exclusionism of aros and aces rampant in the LGBTQ+ community, I could shed some light on some things with this personal story.
So, I have three sisters. My oldest sister is as hetero as they come (but, a huge ally ofc) but my other older sister is bisexual and I am queer/sapphic. My little sister, well, I’ve personally had theories of her being AroAce for awhile, but I didn’t want to push labels onto her or tell her how to feel. In the end, no matter her sexuality, it’s no one’s place to make assumptions. It doesn’t affect me, as long as she’s happy.
Recently though, my little sister kept asking me more and more questions about asexuality and aromanticism. She asked about the definitions, the flag colours, all of it. And more recently, she admitted to me that she thought she was AroAce. I gave her my full support and I was proud of her and all that. I’m a protective big sister, what can I say. (and as an aside, I am aware of the statistical unlikelihood that 3 out of the 4 of my sisters are LGBTQ+ and we all find it hilarious tbh)
Now, here’s the thing. My entire family, though this story will particularly be about my mom, knows I’m queer. They know my older sister is bi. We’ve received nothing but support and acceptance. We went to Pride this year, they helped me get into an LGBTQ+ support group, all of the things.
So imagine my surprise when my little sister comes out to my parents and my mom immediately shuts her down. She says my sister is too young and immature to make that decision, -mind you, I was 14 when I came out, she’s 16- she said my sister hasn’t found the right person and just doesn’t socialise with people enough to know, and best of all, my mother said that my little sister will get married someday and give her grandchildren.
Now, children having to give their parents grandchildren is a rant on its’ own, but we don’t need to get into it because it’s ridiculous to think that my mother, with four children, the oldest of whom is ENGAGED and has picked out names with her fiance for kids, won’t get grandchildren. But all that aside.
But aphobia isn’t real, right? To reiterate, my mother supports me to death. But when my little sister comes out as AroAce, suddenly it’s an entirely different matter. I even pointed out the hypocrisy of it to my mother, because it would’ve been horrible of her to say to me I’ll get married to a man someday so she shouldn’t say it to my sister. Do you know what my mom’s response was?
“I just want her to be happy.”
Because that’s the thing with aphobia. We exist in a society where happiness is derived from being in a relationship. We talk about soulmates and other halves and the people that complete us. It’s a different brand of homophobia but derived from the same ideas. Rather than it being that marriage can only be between a man and a woman, it’s that marriage between two people is required for happiness. Sex is required for love, and romantic love is required for a happy life.
To be clear, I don’t hate my mom for this, and I do think she’ll come around. I understand it’s a lot to process, but that’s because we refuse to normalise it. There are LGBTQ+ people who won’t even accept Aros and Aces into the community and act like aphobia isn’t real or that it doesn’t hurt people. They act like I didn’t have to go from comforting my baby sister to screaming at my mother for making my sister come to me, devastated. And trust me when I say my sister was lucky. I know there are Aces and Aros who’ve had it so much worse.
I took my sister to my LGBTQ+ support group. It was nice and we both enjoyed ourselves. When we got back home the first thing she said to me was “You know, it was really nice to tell people I was AroAce and not have to explain what it means.”
My point in all of this to point out that aphobia is very real, and that Aros and Aces need to be accepted into the community. It’s the same thing, the same struggle. People like my sister deserve to feel at home somewhere, and they deserve to have the rest of the community rallying behind them and giving them the platform to help explain to cishets their sexuality so that my sister and others can be left the fuck alone. She doesn’t need sex or an “other half” to be a normal, happy person. No one does.
So TLDR: if you say Aros and Aces aren’t a part of this community, you will die by my queer sword. And obviously, my views and opinions on all of this are very limited, as I’m not Aro/Ace. So if any Aros and/or Aces want to add on with their personal experience/opinions. I’d love to hear them and I’ll read them all.
Me as a writer: It must be perfect, or they will all know I am a fraud, and no one will love me.
Me as a reader: Give us your tired verses, your poor prose, your half formed 2am conceptions yearning to be realised-
I love everything you produce SO MUCH I CANT-
Nomnom :D!!!
reblog if your inbox is always open for new members of the fandom who may be a little shy or intimidated. doesn’t matter whether or not you’re a “popular blog”; everyone here is equal and if you’re reading this as a new person/someone considering entering the fandom, we will not turn you away!!!! talk to us!! make friends!! i more than understand being shy but trust me this fandom is chill come join us in this hellhole
there is not a single reason to not reblog this
To all the white people, imagine being on the run from death eaters like Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The fear from having to fight for your lives, and to try to survive. The fear that comes from not knowing whether you’ll make it to see another day or another familiar face.
But replace death eaters with: Insults, slurs, gun shots, police chasing and slamming you to the ground, death threats.
And Harry, Ron, Hermione: you.
Is that enough of a wake up call?