#and that's not even going into how ableist it is to comment on someone's hygiene..

[marcyonacross]

Imagine you spend your whole life working your ass off to succeed with your metal band, something you've always dreamed of. You get so much hate from both the mainstream media and from inside the metal community itself, but keep going and end up as a Grammy award winning musician with a sellout arena touring band and your own movie.

And then at your movie premiere, your so-called 'fans' go online and say you need a shower and that your wife should be having second thoughts because you had the audacity to grow your hair out...

... Tobias Forge really is stronger than any US marine to have to deal with this shit

[a-man-for-hire-and-his-archives]

TW: Ableist comment/disability

Early this morning, I saw one post that shared by my mutual on twitter. It was antis's post on John Silver, which I believe from tumblr. The post was asking about their opinion on John Silver.

Their comments was “Put. The beard. Back where it came from. You lost your leg, not your hand, you can still shave and for the love of the gods, please stop rambling deliriously about how James is a sea god. Stay away from James.” and also “Throw him in the bin with the rest of the garbage.”

Reading this, never ever I had felt so much rage and so disappointed to read their ableist comment.

As disabled person, their comment inflicted so much pain to them. Do you know why John Silver wasn't bothered to shave his beard? BECAUSE IT WAS GODDAMN PAINFUL TO DO SHAVE BY HIMSELF, HE WAS TOO TRAUMATISED, WHICH HIS LEG WAS SAWED WHILE HE WAS AWAKE! HOW COME YOU MISSED THAT SCENE??

Of course his personal hygiene degrade because of his mind trying to processing how his body work, to deal another burden after losing his limb. If you never experience how it's feel like the numb and the burden on part of your body, slam your hands to the door and you will feel numb for entire the day.

Throwing him into the rest garbage because you think he is invalid as the part of crews? Silver believed that he was invalid to the crews, just add another burden, you know that? But he decided to stay with the crew, his brothers whom was there for him. They built rope for him to ease his walk when he's on the deck. They let him to use kitchen to cook food, it's his safe space where nobody look for him. Whose else there for him on the Walrus? Dr. Howell, Dooley, Muldoon, Billy and Flint.

What do you expect from disabled person with deal with traumatic past? Do you really think disabled person like us, must to grieve their lost of their body part? Silver doesn't want their sympathy, he wanted to show that he's capable to do his own!

When Billy said he needed one person to cause fear on the Nassau, it was Silver. He decided to step forward as behalf for Captain Flint and showed his power that his disability has nothing for him. He used his mind to prove that he is capable to fight the army. Flint taught him how to use sword and he never see Silver’s as less than human. He saw Silver as partner and shared same mind.

That comment on “You lost leg, not your hand” really enraged me so much. I was angry with this, because I experienced similar comments like this, “You lost hearing, not eyes or mouth! Get over with it!” and I was told that I should be grateful that I still have eyes and mouth to see and talk. I should be happy that I able to see and experience them before they were gone, unlike others. Wow, such nice way to look down on us.

Do you know what's most ableist thing people has done on me? By taking away my glasses whenever I need them to read their lips, even with my hearing aids on. By taking away TV remote and turning off the cllsed caption so that I had to learn lip reading by themselves. I was angry, hurt by their behaviour and I cried, a lot. Since then I cut off with that people and stopped talking to them. I ignored them and refused talk to them until they apologised on their past behaviour.

The way this person trying to invalidating disabled person's feeling and tell them to man up, it's hell rude. If you saw someone struggled alot, offer their help. Or if you have ableist thought, keep it to yourself. No thanks, we do not want hear that and we are fine by ourselves. We know our body better than the doctors or anyone else.

I don't know if you, the antis actually skipped the scenes and jumped in when Flint was in. I'm sorry to tell you, I don't believe you watched entire episode and season, only for your shipping. You ignored the story, you ignore every character's development and even worst you ignored his disability by invalidating his pain and his disability.

Please don't call yourself as Black Sails fan if you can't accept disability and no sense of empathy for each characters in this story.

You are allowed to express your dislike on John Silver and his action for taking away the war, go ahead but do not invalidate his disability and his pain.

If you insist to paint disabled person like John Silver as the villain in this story, go ahead, that's your wish right? We are disabled person too, and we are bad person because we have right to ask for equality!

Oh did you know, in pirate world, the person has lost limb or ability to function to work on the ship will receive better share for them if they wishes to retire!

But remember, even villain in the story also still have healthy body and functionally normal too, soo that's your choice. *shrug*

I know BS is fictional world, so with the characters! And remember, your answers/post/opinions reflected what your thought on people around you.

Good luck with that, I hope many people realised how ableist you are.

Go outside, see what you has been missing in real life.

Cheers and good night.

[neshabeingchildish]

08. Am I Dreaming?

Detemined: A Chasper Fic

Charlotte could hardly believe that, "Of all the people in this world, my Uncle Roscoe is actually getting married. I honestly can't even imagine it."

"Uncle Rox is getting married??" Jasper asked.

"To whom?" Henry followed up with.

"They met at the Couch Potatoes Cafe," she told them. They went in to sit and order and both selected the same couch at the same time and decided to share it. 

"Awwww," Jasper cooed.

Meanwhile, Henry joked, "And now they'll live forever and ever on somebody's couch together."

"I think she's got a place of her own. I haven't met her, but the wedding is this weekend, so I've got to get out of work to go."

"I wanna come! I love weddings. I love Uncle Rox. This is like a perfect event." Jasper said. 

"Yeah, sure. You want in, Hen? If for nothing else just to see who is marrying my uncle?"

"I actually am morbidly curious." 

"There should still be those tuxedo gumballs in the Man Cave."

"Naw. Those taste like butt," Henry said.

"Right. Schwoz did put some butt in there," she told him. 

"Ewww. Gross!" Henry declared.

Jasper submitted, "Who's butt did he put in? Butt tastes good if done right."

"Done right?" Henry asked. Charlotte was simply equal parts horrified and mortified.

"You know, hygienically and genetically. Like…" he glanced at Charlotte, then at the ground and said, "If they're well put together and take care of themselves, it's a treat for all."

"That's quite enough on that subject," Charlotte said.

"I have additional questions later," Henry told him.

.

Whenever the guys met at Charlotte's house, Jasper said, "I made you a corsage."

And Henry chimed in, "I picked out the flowers."

She gave them both looks, withheld calling them idiots and instead informed them, "You guys know that we're guests at a wedding, not the prom, right?"

Henry rolled his eyes and said "Jasper will do the honors…"

But, she snatched it, set it down and said, "I'm not wearing that. Let's go."

Henry gave Jasper a pat on the back as he grabbed the corsage. "I'LL wear it, Dude." And he did.

When they were seated in their seats and everybody stood up for the bride, Charlotte gasped and Henry stared, speechlessly as Nurse Cohort came walking in, wearing a bridal gown. "HEY! Look who it is!" Jasper said. "Uncle Rox has great taste."

Henry whispered to him, "She's a villain and an enemy and she's about to be married into Char's family."

"A hot villain," Jasper corrected.

"Obviously," Henry agreed. Charlotte was still just staring, glad that the woman didn't remember or recognize her as she met with Uncle Roscoe at the altar. 

Whenever the officiator asked if anyone had any objections, Charlotte's nervous foot syndrome was in overdrive. She should definitely say something, right? Point out to everyone that the woman is a known villainess and enemy of Swellview, yeah? She didn't have to.

Dr. Minyak came bursting through both double doors with the loud announcement, "I have an objection!"

Now… Charlotte had no idea if this was better. Henry, on the other hand commented, "Well, this just got interesting."

"Interesting is definitely a word," Charlotte said. 

Minyak went on to ask, "Who is this man and for what reason are you marrying him?"

"Newsflash, Horatio. That will they/won't they you made up in your head? A resounding they won't! Now, leave. Before my husband to be takes you outside." 

"But I ask, again, who he is!"

"He's Roscoe. A simple man who doesn't ask for much and lets me run the show. Roscoe, Dear?"

Uncle Roscoe nodded and picked Dr. Minyak up. He used to be a bouncer and he bounced him right out of the building before the ceremony proceeded. "Well… maybe she's not going to be doing evil anymore now that Dr. Minyak is clearly out of her life," Charlotte said, hopefully.

"WOOOWOOOO! GREAT JOB, UNCLE ROX!" Jasper called out.

Charlotte had no clue why Jasper was such a huge fan of her uncle, but simply asked him, "Can you calm down over there?"

"I told you, I love weddings and this one had an action/adventure element to it!" She rolled her eyes.

Henry said, "Hey. It'll be okay. If she's up to no good, we'll stop her before she can harm or taint him." She nodded and he beckoned her closer, "But what's the deal with you and," he gestured his head towards Jasper, who was pointing his phone to record and said as he did, "Uncle Rox, you're doing great, Sweetie."

"What do you mean, what's the deal? You told me to back off and I backed off," she said.

"I mean… I told you to back off if you didn't really want him, but things seem different for you these days. Like, you like him."

"Well, if I do, it doesn't matter if I can't treat him how he deserves. You pretty much made the decision for me. Are you backpedaling, now?"

"No! Not backpedaling. Just… seeing if YOU'VE changed since our last chat. You like him?" She folded her arms. "He likes you. Like, he loves you."

"Hen… Has Jasper said something about me?"

"Kinda got mad whenever I inserted myself last time. But, last report I have him was that you're definitely on the same page. Should I recant?"

"I’ll talk to him later."

"Good, I don’t know WHAT to say. But, if you're still… Just… Let him down easy, though. 

"I said I’LL talk to him."

"LET HIM DOWN EASY THOUGH!"

Jasper and a few guests looked at the two of them and Charlotte panicked and said, "He has tourettes."

"Insensitive and ableist," Henry commented.

She told him, through her teeth, "This is no longer your business. Thanks though." The last time she listened to him, he made her rethink every emotion and observation that she had about Jasper. Now, he was essentially saying that she should have just followed her first mind anyway! Which..  now she wasn't sure was correct. If she had let the advice of Henry move her, maybe it was because deep down, some part of her agreed with his doubts.

.

At the reception, she asked him to dance, "But, you hate dancing." She furrowed her eyebrows and he quickly hopped to it, "And yet, you're gonna bless me with a dance!" 

She took him to the floor and started to sway in his arms as the Ol School ft XScape & Keith Sweat Am I Dreaming remake came on. Her uncle and new aunt were singing to each other nearby and she laughed a little bit, but got right to business, "You know… I'm not interested in romance and coupling. That stuff is like one of those things that I think I might one day get bored after doing everything I needed and wanted to do and reluctantly give it a try. What about you?" 

Jasper shrugged his shoulders and admitted, "I love love. I want a soul mate, wife, kids, pets, all in one house, no custody disputes or visitation rejections. No divorce. No different last names. Just a family that I built with my bare hands alongside a life partner."

"Cool. So, you know what you want and that means that you'll be more likely to go after that and only that with someone who also wants that." He knew what this was. She was finally addressing his interest in her and she was declining, as he could have guessed she might.

"Yeah. It's gonna be quite a find, if I ever find anybody that would even consider me that way."

"You will. I have faith in you."

"I do too. I believe in my dreams. But, maybe instead of having faith in me, have a little in yourself. How do you know that you won't want anyone until your life is over? Maybe you just haven't paid attention to the right person."

"Maybe. But, I'm not ready to start doing that for anybody. I've got goals and plans and I never factored in even the possibility of connecting before any of them are met. Plus… I don't even get… well… you know. I've been openly ace for like 3 years. Guys don't even want to be my friend when they find that out."

"Guys like that never wanted to be your friend in the first place then. If they truly did, they would be willing to try anything for you."

"What's there to try? I'm not quite as adventurous as you, what with your butt taste buds and all…"

He blushed. "I only meant that I'm not against trying it, with the right person."

"Here's the thing, Jasper. For you, the right person is kinda whoever you're into at the moment. We've spoken about this before. You get into somebody, and you're in love, hard and heavy until you're not. Then, you just move on. Any girl who knows you probably would never date you. What happens when you get bored with her? You just bounce."

"I… didn't realize that my actions could be read like that." He sighed, "Okay. It's not hard for me to fall in love and I put a lot into things, whenever I do. But, if it isn't working out, I might move on, but I'm also latched on a lot of the time. I don't get over it as easy as it looks. You have to remember who you're talking to. Just because I'm not whining doesn't mean I'm not pining." She stared at him and the song was ending. They pulled apart and he said, "But, I get what you mean. Somebody who's slow to jump and neutral with her response might need a little more evidence as to how badly I want her."

"Or. She might not be interested in any of that and just likes having her friend."

"Or that. Thanks, Char. You're always good with advice." Even about yourself, he guessed. He found Henry and wondered, "Ready to go?" Henry took one look at Jasper and knew which direction Charlotte had gone.

"Yeah. Did she at least let you down gently?"

Jasper bit his lip and nodded, "Like it hurt her to do it, but like it had to be done."

Henry sighed and wrapped an arm around him, sending Charlotte a text that they were going to head out. Outside, there was a girl waiting at the corner and she said, “Hey! Excuse me! Dr. Minyak stole my Uber and I’d just put my purse down in it. Can I catch a ride and pay you guys back? I promise, I’m good for it.”

Even though they weren’t about to order a car, Henry said, “Sure thing!” Jasper tried to decline and walk instead, but Henry practically forced him into the agreement. He didn’t feel like being a wingman, but Henry did leave the party early for him, and the reception was always one of the best parts, because hot girls with marriage on the mind… So, he agreed and they waited with her for the car, sprinkled with small talk and heavy flirting.

.

After work, Charlotte and Henry met Jasper upstairs, in the store. He was on the phone, but still locked up with them. Whenever they got outside, Charlotte wondered, “Who in the world is he talking to?”

“I think her name is Emily or Honalee? We met her outside of the wedding.”

“Amelie?”

“Yeah! That’s it! I guess you know her?”

“Yeah. Uncle Roscoe dated her mom years ago and she still sorta sees him as a father figure.”

“Which is ridiculous, because he is literally an oversized child,” Henry said. They heard Jasper giggle on the phone and Charlotte shook her head. Unbelievable. Just because I’m not whining doesn’t mean I’m not pining. Yeah right. Pining for Amelie, who apparently was literally the first girl you saw after we parted ways! 

“You okay, Char?” Henry asked, sure that he knew exactly what her suddenly sour mood was about.

“Yeah. But, we’ve gotta vet her. I know that she’s like family to Uncle Roscoe, but Uncle Roscoe isn’t a great judge of character, and Jasper doesn’t have a very good track record with selecting girls!”

“She seemed alright to me,” Henry said.

“From the one car ride that you shared with her, when she was most likely being polite in order to appease the guys that just helped her get home?”

Henry rolled his eyes and wondered, “How do we figure out if this girl is good for him, or not?”

“Simple…” Charlotte invited Amelie over to hang out at her house with the three of them. Jasper thought it was weird, but didn’t make a big deal of it. But, whenever they were all there, Char was acting weird. First, she kept asking Amelie pretty intense questions like, “What is it that you think that you might see in Jasper? Because, I’ve known him nearly half my life and only saw any appeal a very short time ago.” Then, there were comments, “Well, I guess it’s a good thing that you ran into Jasper and Henry, real regular heroes. Especially Jasper. Great guy, but don’t let the dimples fool you. He’s quite the heartbreaker.”

“Nothing could be further from the truth,” Jasper said, laughing, uncomfortably. “What is with you?”

Amelie said, “I’m sorry, Charlotte. I didn’t realize that you and Jasper had history. I wouldn’t date my cousin’s ex!” 

“I am not your cousin,” Charlotte said at the same time that Jasper said “I’m not her ex.” But, she heard it and tilted her head at him, “Maybe not, but let’s be really honest about the circumstances in which you met this girl…” She didn’t say anything else. She didn’t have to. He met Amelie when he was leaving from being rejected by Charlotte and of course, if this DID go anywhere, it would definitely simply be some type of rebound.

“But, that doesn’t mean that you should get to be rude to your guest,” he told her. “Or, to me, for that matter. Why do you feel like you have the right to say anything about who I may or may not date?”

“Whoa oh,” Henry said.

“I think I should go,” Amelie said.

“No. I’LL go, since I’m the one making everybody uncomfortable,” Charlotte said.

“YOU LIVE HERE!” Jasper snapped. 

Charlotte got up and retired to her room. It was quiet for a while before Henry said, “Well, the chicken was just lovely.” Jasper got up and stormed after Charlotte and Henry got up and tried to stop him. “Hey, Jasper, Buddy. Where ya goin’?” “She can’t brush me off, then get mad whenever I’m trying to move on!” 

“Okay. BUT, can she feel insecure about trusting you after you indirectly professed love, then started talking to another girl mere hours later?”

“NO! She didn’t even want to give me a chance. She has no right.”

“Can she actually be concerned that maybe, just maybe you’re making a bad decision, since you do kinda have a track record for going all in after girls who turn out to be disasters.” Jasper stopped. “I just don’t think you getting mad is the best way to deal with whatever Char has going on in her head.”

Jasper folded his arms and said, “I just want her to be real with me and say whatever she actually means. I want her to explain it to me like I’m stupid, because getting me to take a hint is clearly not working. The hint I took was that she wanted me to leave the thought of us behind completely. I even said that I was willing to work harder to prove myself and she told me not to!”

Charlotte appeared at the end of the hallway and said, “I can hear you, Jasper!”

“Good! Because we need to talk!” He complained.

She leaned against the wall and said, “Henry, can you go check on Amelie and maybe apologize to her? I’ll call her to speak for myself in a little while.” He nodded and reluctantly left them alone. Charlotte sighed and said, “You’re right. It would be unfair of me to turn you down and get mad at you for moving on, but that’s not what this is. I’m upset because, like Henry said, you seemed all about me, then suddenly, you were back into the same old habits. Amelie is cool, or whatever, but you know absolutely nothing about her! She could be a criminal. She could be a… Republican!” He leaned against the wall next to her. “Everybody gets concerned when you like a girl, because you’ve had not only bad luck, but bad judgment in that department. I’m the only one who will tell you, while Henry and the guys at work are content to let you look a fool, so long as you possibly get some action. I’m the person that usually has your best interest at heart.”

“You're the person who makes me feel the worst about everything that's wrong with me!”

Now, she was really sad and slid down the wall to sit down on the floor, “I see. Sorry. You will not have to deal with it again. You can leave whenever you want.”

He sat next to her. “It’s not completely like that. I mean, you can be pretty harsh and don’t really compliment me very much, but… I feel like I have to always be trying to be a better person with you and that gets to be heavy.”

“I’ve never placed that responsibility on you, so how is this my fault?”

“It’s not about fault, it’s about… You like me right?”

She couldn’t bare to look at him right now, because her emotions were all over the place and she didn’t even like when her emotions were present, much less active, “You're one of my best friends. Of course I like you.”

“That's not what I mean.”

“Well I mean it.”

“And you don't think we could ever be more than that, right? I mean… we like each other more than that. I don't understand why we can't act on it. You’re the one who basically told me to get over it and move on. I didn’t understand, but I tried to respect it, and now HERE we are.”

“I think that if we did that, we'd be taking on a huge risk. Do you want to possibly ruin what we already have?” Her hands were so interesting, right now. She traced them with her fingertips, stretched and wiggled those digits, meanwhile studying them.

“No… but if we make it, the risk will have been worth it.”

Finally, she looked at him. His optimism and dreamlike wonder was becoming such a problem and worst, she felt like he had a point. Jasper. He couldn’t have a point. She had thought about this. She thought about everything. “Knowing yourself and knowing me… do you think that we'd make it? Honestly. One or both of us would have to go through a lot of changes, and even then, that would be two people we've created to make it work making it work, not necessarily who we are..”

“You're so smart.”

She nodded her head and pointed to him, because finally, he got it. “And that's never going to change.”

“Unfortunately for you, I'm not nearly as smart,” Jasper said and moved in to kiss her. Now, she saw it coming and she knew that she strongly believed everything that she had just said, so the smart thing, the responsible thing would be to dodge his lips and get up and go. The thing that she did was lean forward to meet him in the middle, and wrapped her arms around him as she kissed him back.