When You Leave Work And Drop Your Functional Member Of Society Persona So You Can Enjoy The Freaky Fic

Me and the guy who does whatever I ask because I'm always doing some freaky shit in the sack

my love for you is like a jar of pomegranate seeds, each kernel i dig from the flesh an unwavering sign of devotion to you; bloody, sticky, tart against your lips. crush me under the weight of your canines. i'd let you devour me if you asked.

My insulin pump doesn't make me unattractive. Neither do my scars, or all the tubes that hang off of me, or the needles and ports and machines that are attached to me at all times. Parts of my body don't work like they should. I have neuropathy in my hands and retinopathy in one eye. My kidneys need help to work. I've been on beta blockers since my 20s because my heart doesn't work right. That doesn't make me undesirable. I'm worth having sex with. I'm worth pursuing romantically and sexually. I am a whole person that deserves love and to feel good about myself.

feeling sexy and being disabled are things that can exist together. I can have medical devices and a feeding tube and still feel sexy, and i really dislike that people think that the two are completely separate and cannot exist together. I'm allowed to feel confident and love myself and the way i look even if i look a little different, and every other disabled person is too. I love myself and i have a feeding tube, not i love myself but i have a feeding tube.

I love how they're trying to manipulate us by calling it "defending women". If they really wanted to defend us, they would focus on stopping things like rape, murder, spousal abuse, rights to our own bodies, medical inequality, and equal opportunities.

This is them attempting to make it seem like they are allies.

It is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

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ETA a new option:

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100%. I am extremely introverted and interacting this way is one of the only ways I socialize. I appreciate anyone who comments. ❤️

Just so y’all know: I can’t speak for every other fic author but I can say that I remember when people leave me kind comments. I recognize your urls and/or usernames on AO3. I remember you and sometimes in writing my fics I think to myself, “Oh, I hope this person sees this because they liked x in this other fic I did.”

Not only that—I go back and reread comments when I’m feeling low. I look at tags and reblogs and asks and wish I could hold them in my hand like a note from a friend on an old, torn piece of notebook paper.

Your comments have so much more impact than you know. So thanks to those who use the comment section to spread love and encouragement. We appreciate you.

Let this serve as a warning for those who are following my Spinner fic

Them: Oh, your birthday is coming up! Are you excited for a new milestone?

Me, thinking about what I'm going to be for Halloween in five months:

I can be shaped by more than the things that hurt me

for Tomura’s birthday we should all share the song we associate with him that is the least connected to him or anything about him and/or the song we associate with him that he’d hate the most