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being unattractive or physically deformed/disabled DOES NOT equal being morally bad/evil. there is an atrocious amount of ableism that occurs when someone doesn’t look “normal.” and i am so fucking sick of it.

in media it is (almost) always the villains who are deformed/disabled. and media is a massive part of how people form their world views.

i want to mention arcane for example, because people seem to be confused about what good representation is. people praise the hell out of that show, and for good reason it has great things about it, but people told me it had good disabled representation. so i watched it. and while parts of the disabled representation is good.. almost all physically deformed/disabled characters are portrayed as bad/evil/villains at some point in their story (or all of it.) and then by the end of the show most of them are dead.

abled people i need you to understand that is not good representation. please look out for these tropes it happens ALL the time.

good representation includes deformed/disabled characters who are heroes and morally “good” too.

if you make all your villains physically deformed and none of them are heroes i hate you. i am so sick of this.

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writing advice for characters with a missing eye: dear God does losing an eyes function fuck up your neck. Ever since mine crapped out I've been slowly and unconsciously shifting towards holding my head at an angle to put the good eye closer to the center. and human necks. are not meant to accommodate that sorta thing.

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Advice for other autistics/ NDs who hate sleeping in new places- bring your personal blankets, pillows, stuffed toys ect and recreate your typical nighttime routine as closely as possible before you go to bed.

I used to have a really hard time falling asleep in different places, whether I was staying over at my friends house, or in a hotel, or at my grandparents. I would feel extremely anxious over the change and every time I would almost drift off, I’d notice how different the covers and the room felt and also smelled from my own bed which would wake me up.

I realized at some point how important familiar sensory input is for me to feel comfortable, particularly in terms of scent. Having a blanket that smells like my house helps me pretend that I’m in my own bed, and having gone through my routine like normal ( in my case brushing my teeth, showering, getting in new clothes, and setting aside about an hour or so of time to wind down before going to sleep) made me feel more comfortable.

This might seem kind of obvious and it’s not a foolproof solution but it’s helped me a lot and for some reason I hadn’t thought of it until a year or two ago! I hope it might help somebody else!

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i don’t know which autistic/adhd/any kind of neurodivergent person needs to hear this but: make a “just in case” bag

this is a pic of mine. it contains:

loop earplugs on the zipper

prescription glasses with a clip on sunglasses attachment

my public transport discount card

a pen

a glasses cloth + wet glasses wipes (which can also be used to clean my hands if needed!

wireless earbuds in case my headphones give out

tips for my apple pencil + silicon covers if i need a different texture/the sound is too loud

a sanitary pad (not for me, as i had a hysterectomy, but i like carrying one around for my menstruating friends)

a pouch with hair ties for when my hair bothers me

autism lanyard (not pictured, as i put it in after i took it)

will i use these every day? not necessarily. but it’s good to have these all in one place in a little pouch so it’s easy to throw into my bag as i use different ones for different occasions. that way i don’t have to think about all these things individually.

it might seem like common sense for some people, but i didn’t think of this until recently. so i wanted to share this in case it could be handy for other people. some more ideas for what to put in your bag under the break. you can make this as big or as small as you like so some ideas may seem a bit big

powerbank + cables (preferably a powerbank that has a LOT of charge)

snacks (do keep an eye on the expiration date)

painkillers/emergency meds (same thing about the expiration date)

sewing kit

deodorant/perfume

mini fan

hand warmers

scissors/nail clippers (for when tags/threads/your nails are bothering you)

tweezers

lucky charm (i have my lucky cat keychain. it just calms me to have)

plushie/stress ball/fidget toy

mints/a mini toothbrush and toothpaste

extra pair of underwear (for if you suddenly need to stay somewhere overnight or if an accident happens)

comb

band-aids + disinfectant

hand cream/soothing cream

soap/soap leaves

similarly, some mini shampoo or mini body wash (again for if you suddenly need to stay the night. there’s probably already some wherever you’re staying but again. this is a just in case bag)

q-tips

chapstick

makeup remover wipes

razors

hand sanitizer/general sanitizer

wet wipes/tissues

foldable bag

ruler/tape measure

this is a lot but keep in mind, these are just ideas. you don’t have to use everything, just pick out which things you think would be handy for you and make your bag accordingly. do feel free to add onto the list if you have any other ideas.

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tumblr is sleeping on psych. show where bisexual adhd sherlock holmes solves crimes with his bestie but is EXPLICITLY not a cop because he hates his cop dad so much ??

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reminder that coming up with some fake little dudes and creating intricate storylines in your head is a completely free and fun way to pass the time and the government can't stop you

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bitches be like “he’s my comfort character” and it’s just some dude covered in blood

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Go nuts!

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There’s a fic on fanfiction(.)net that I’ve kept tabs on for years to see if it’s been updated or not. While I’m no longer even in the fandom it’s written for, it just has one of the greatest storylines I’ve ever read. Last time it was updated was 2011.

The other day, I decided to reread the entire thing and leave a very in-depth review of what I thought of each chapter. I also mentioned how I started reading it when I was 13 and am now 21, but always came back to see if it was ever finished because I loved it so dearly.

Today, said author sent me a private message saying that her analytics showed that the story was still getting views even after all these years, but no one ever bothered to leave reviews other than “update soon!!!”, so she never felt motivated enough to finish it. She said that me reviewing every single chapter with lengthy paragraphs made her cry and meant the world to her. She also mentioned that she felt encouraged to write the two remaining chapters needed to complete the story and that she would send me a message the night before she updates the fic.

I’m literally sobbing. I’m so excited :’)

Please always remember to leave a review when reading fanfiction!!! It means a lot to a writer.

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I was supposed to take a test to see, if I am on the autistic spectrum, but before I could take the test I hade to talk to a psychologist for about 30 minutes? ( my mom was there and talked more than I, I think, (it's been an year)). Well, anyway I never got the chance to take the test, because the psychologist wasn't convinced that I had autism (because I could hold eye contact with her and I had friends) and told us that it could be social anxiety.

And now I am often questioning if I maybe DO have autism or if I am just telling myself that and if the things I do are because I, myself, do them or because i looked a bit into autism or because there is a chance that I could have social anxiety.

It's all really confusing and i don't really know who to talk to, who can give me an answer I can work (?) with.

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"I love you , I'm glad we're friends"

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One thing I truly love about Mabel is that she is completely genuine and sincere weird little girl representation. She has a morbid sense of humour. She grew up with a horrifying plush bear called Bear-O and literally everybody hated him. Her prized possession is a pig whom she won at a carnival, claiming to be a witch while doing so. Her initial design for a wax figure was a fairy princess horse fairy princess. She punched a unicorn. She draws portraits of her friends on cats and sells them for a profit. Her dream boyfriend is a Bill and Ted clone who has a masters in law. She's scared of stop motion. Her uncle didn't like colours so she hatched a plan with her friends to blind him. When her uncle offered her a free gift from his shop, she took a grappling hook without even considering any other option. One time she said the sentence "it's covered in my blood, sweat, tears, and other fluids." No one is doing it like her

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Just watched Madame Web and i love it!

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THIS!

Shawn and Gus' friendship is so solid. In the Lying Ryan episode (s3 ep 14 - around the 36 min mark) when Gus no longer wanted to trust Ryan, the way Shawn asks him to believe him is just so genuine, he knows exactly what's going on in Gus' mind... I truly love them.

"Okay, Gus, look I believe Ryan but I understand why you don't. I've maxxed you out in the blind faith department and that's fair. So, you don't have to believe him. Just keep believing in me. Come on, buddy!"

And Gus reverses the car to show that he does believe in Shawn.

Just a minute later, when the bad guys are shooting at them, Shawn tells him to get back to the hospital and that he'll hold them off.

Gus : Hold them off how ?

Shawn : I don't know, I'll think of something, I always do.

Gus : Shawn ?!

Shawn : Just get him out of here he's the one that has to make it!

Gus : I will kill you, Shawn.

Shawn : And I'll give you every opportunity to do that, buddy.

It's the little things like this where you truly see how deep their bond is and how much trust and faith goes into this relationship.

Gus was worried Shawn would get hurt but Shawn tells him to trust him (all while making sure Gus would be safe if he's away from the scene), and Gus does just that. The way Gus threatens to kill him is literally his way of saying 'i know you'll make it out' and Shawn's reply is him reassuring him that he WILL. I seriously just aboslutely love them.

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Neverland | Peter Pan - Part two

Peter Pan x Fem!reader

Credits: All credits go to the authors / the producers / etc. of the show / the book / the movie. I own my OCs and their plot and any differences from the original plot.

Request: @alastorsbride

Summary: Peter and you meet again, but this time you get interrupted.

A/n:  Someone asked for a part two and I have Disney+ right now… so why not?

Warnings: use of y/n, not proofread /edited/ …

Wc: 1,059

Part one

After your last encounter with Peter you stopped going on your nightly strolls for exactly two nights until the curiosity killed you and you began to sneak off into the jungle again, making sure no one followed you. Now, Peter Pan would argue, that he is in fact not no one, keeping you on purpose blissfully unaware that he watched over you. You had sparked his interest long before he introduced himself to you and it only grew, after you didn’t tell your companions that you had meet him. It was now irrevocable that you two would meet again.

You had only slept for a few hours when you were awoken by a sound you couldn’t quite name. Luckily the sun was starting to rise, so you could actually look around and see if the others were also awoken by the sound, but only Emma seamed to stir in her sleep. Again, you were a really curios person, so you did what any curios person would do and got up to find the source of this sound. You grabbed a dagger, that was given to you by Emma’s dad, Charming, when you came to Neverland and made your way silently into the jungle where you thought the sound came from.

Neverlands jungle was different when the sun was out. To the peaceful feeling the nature gave you came a different feeling of slight uneasiness. The magic of the night was lost to the sun. You didn’t have to walk long to find the source of the sound.

“Of course, you heard it!” His voice sounded as smug as ever.

“Peter.” You turned around and saw him already looking at you with his arrogant… and proud smile?

“I thought you would be more excited to see me,” he said with a fake pout. His pan flute still in his hand, he walked to you - his eyes staring directly into yours - only stopping one step before you.

Trying not to get lost in his eyes and failing miserably, you looked down to his hand holding the flute.

“You made that sound, why?”

“I just wanted to see something,” he answered lightly and stepped around you, so that he stood behind you. He leaned forward, so that his lips were right beside your left ear and said with a low voice: “I wanted to see if I was right.” He leaned back, bringing the flute to his mouth and letting a few notes of the melody sound again.

Your breath was stuck in your throat. Your knees felt weak and you could still feel his breath near your ear, even so he had leaned back right after, watching your reaction with amusement. You felt like you were dying. You hated that he made you feel this way (lie, you didn’t hate it). He was the villain, who ordered Henrys kidnapping (truth) and now he was playing mind games with you for his amusement (truth, or?). It made you angry, hating it to be just a piece he thought he could toy with, you clenched your clothes in your fist, feeling the cold metal of your dagger. Spinning around you held your dagger to Peters throat, while pressing his body into the tree behind you.

“Stop, playing your stupid mind games with me!” Anger was written all over your face and for a slight second you thought seeing surprise flash in his eyes, before they turned back to arrogance.

“You have gotten fierier since last time,” he teased “I like it.”

Again, you got lost in his eyes. No!

“Stop it! And stop that!” You pleated.

“What?” he asked innocently.

“You know wha- Emma?“ You were interrupted by Emma standing a couple steps beside you, holding her sword.

“What is going on here? Who is that, Y/n?”

“He is Peter Pan.”

“I am Pan,” You both spoke at the same time.

Emmas face turned blank and in under a second, she stood right beside you.

“Where is Henry?”

Pan laughed, “He is alive, so don’t worry”

“Why did you take him?”

“Well, he is a special boy…” He looked at you, still holding the dagger.

“That doesn’t answer my question!”

“Hmm, doesn’t it?”

“What. Do. You. Want. With him?” You asked this time, getting tired of him dodging Emmas questions.

He looked at you, glancing down on the dagger.

“I maybe am going to tell you, if you put your dagger down.”

You glanced to Emma, waiting for her to decide.

“Okay,” she sighted.

As you stepped away from him, dagger still in your hand, you realised just how close you were to him the whole time. Your cheeks heating up, Peter watched again with amusement the reaction he got out of you.

“Now tell us,” Emma demanded.

“Yeah- no.”

Emma stepped closer to him, her sword held high.

“But I am going to give you this,” He took a piece of paper out of his pockets.

“What is this?”

“It’s a map that will you lead you directly to your son.”

“If this is some kind of trick-“

“I may not be the well-behaved boy on Neverland, but I always keep my promises.”

He winked at you.

“Why are you giving this to me?” She asked, while taking the map out of Peters hand.

“Because it is about how you find him and you’re the only one who can.”

Emma unfolded the paper and looked at the blank page, “It is blank.”

“You can only read the map when you stop denying who you really are.”

Emma looked down again.

“I have to go now. See you soon!”

Before leaving he looked at you and mouthed “I promise.”

Emma looked up, seeing Peter gone.

“What happened before I got here? And don’t lie to me!”

“I- uh, I heard a sound and wanted to know where it was coming from and then there he was. Shortly after you came.” You didn’t know why you didn’t tell her or them the whole truth. Maybe you were scared that they would be mad at you or maybe it was because of your curiosity, wanting to find out why he hadn’t done something to you yet and what he really wanted from you.

“Okay,” Emma didn’t look convinced, but also didn’t question you any further.

“Let’s go and get back to the others.”

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Saul Silva/Farah x Student!reader - wild card

SO LIKE A FARAH/SAUL X PLATONIC STUDENT READER, TERRA X PLATONIC (OR ROMANTIC) READER - @casserole-from-dads-asserole 💜

Looking at the second year student who was grilling into some first year, you scolded as you watched how the scene was going to play out.

You then watched a familiar first year walk over to the pair and you stuffed your hands in your pockets as you walked over to watch.

She was ripping into him and you smirked a little but the moment you said one nasty thing to her, you stood in front of her.

“Wanna say that again Riven?” You asked.

“Oh fuck off (Y/N), no one’s scared of you.”

You hummed a little and pulled your hands out of your pockets as you smirked a little, eyes flashing purple as you looked at him before they turned back to normal.

“I think you are..” you whispered.

You pulled your and back, and swung for him, hitting him in the face you did the same thing with your other hand and you pinned him against the wall.

Leaning forward, you shoved him against the wall as he tried to move and everyone watched the scene play out.

“Don’t fuck with Terra or I swear to god I will leave you such a mess they won’t be able to figure out what student you are…” you growled.

Riven grinned a little as he tapped your arm a few times and you let him go, wiping the blood from his face.

He smirked at you and winked.

“I think it’s hot when you get all worked up.”

You scoffed a little.

“Unfortunately for you I’m not interested, you’re literally a walking STD.”

Grinning at him, you took his flask from his hand and downed the rest of its contents before tossing it aside and you turned around.

Walking over to Terra you placed your arm on her head.

“You find me if anyone gives you trouble.” You whispered.

“I will, thanks (Y/N). But you know I can fight for myself right?” She asked.

You shrugged a little and moved your arm and stuffed your hands back in your pockets again as you looked at her friends walking over.

“I know, but I’ve got to dip before I get caught, see you around Harvey.”

With that, you walked away and left the party and Terra smiled to herself as she turned to her friends.

“Who was that?” Musa whispered.

“(Y/N) (L/N), absolute wild card. Last year she got into a huge fight with Riven she nearly sent him to hospital.” Stella replied.

“Sounds dangerous..” Aisha mumbled.

Riven pushed himself from the wall and grinned at them all.

“Don’t get on her bad side, and don’t let her see you being a bitch to Terra she’ll have your head.”

He walked away.

“Why’s she not been kicked out if she’s so aggressive?” Bloom asked.

Terra laughed a little.

“She’s not.. she’s not aggressive bloom. She’s a bit hotheaded sure, but she means well. Plus I’ve heard rumours that Silva and Dowling are her guardians.”

Everyone shared a look.

They were curious about you and they wanted to know more, and something told them it wasn’t going to be the last they saw of you.

Sitting on the wall, you felt something tap your leg and you looked down, grinning a little at the teacher standing below.

“It’s literally the first night.” He sighed.

“See Saul I would apologise but we both know that would be a lie.” You mused back.

Silva sighed, shaking his head at you as he gestured for you to jump down and you did.

“One, it’s Silva. Not Saul. Two, that doesn’t change the fact it’s the first night (Y/N), and that you now have detention Tomorrow.”

You shrugged a little and walked away and he rolled his eyes at you.

Classes had started not long after, and you were on your best behaviour for a little while, until you were wondering the halls.

People were whispering and talking while looking at you and you frowned as you looked around.

Finding a familiar face, you walked over to him and rested your back again the wall, arms over your chest.

“So what’s the talk Sky?”

“What do you mean?”

Laughing a little, you rolled your eyes as you looked up at him.

“You know what I mean. Why’re they staring at me?”

He smirked a little, coping the way you were stood.

“Because you’re a riot and they know you’ve punched more people then they can count and it’s only a few weeks in.”

You hummed a little and he pushed himself from the wall and gestured for you to follow him so he did, and while he walked to Stella you stood next to Terra.

“Ooo homework, looks boring.”

You sat next with Terra, your back against the table as you covered her paper with your arm.

“Please I really need to finish that.”

“You’ve got loads of time don’t sweat it. How’re you enjoying student life?”

“Oh it’s amazing!”

Terra started telling you about her classes and the plants she had in her dorm and you just smiled and nodded along.

You knew about nothing about plants, so you had no clue what she was talking about, but you still enjoyed to listen.

Your eyes looked around the quad and you found someone started at you, and he flipped you off, so you stick your middle up and him in return.

“Ignore him (Y/N)..” Terra whispered.

“Sorry.”

You turned your attention to her and gave her a lazy smiled as you picked up her homework so you could read it.

“I don’t understand a word of this.”

Terra took the paper back.

“Well if you actually spent time study you would.”

“Ouch, okay. I see how it is.”

You stood up and walked over, stopping yourself next to bloom, wrapping your arm around her shoulder.

“Blooms my friend now.”

“You’d miss me.” Terra grinned.

“Yeah and I already have a knack for trouble I don’t need your help getting into even more.” Bloom laughed.

You snickered at her and looked at her.

“Yeah I’ve heard about your little adventures, which is fair enough you know, you do you. Anyways im going to be late.”

You climbed over the table, careful not to step on anyone’s work while they all yelled at you to get down.

Jumping down, you quickly leant back over it.

“You and me, your dorm later I want to see all those plants.”

Terra smiled and eagerly nodded her head and you jogged away to get to your next class.

Sitting in your seat, you swung back and forth as you didn’t really pay attention to what was going on. You weren’t interested and you wanted to leave.

Looking around, you found a note being passed around, and when it reached you everyone froze.

You slowly opened the note and read everything that people were writing.

“So.. not only are we mocking first years, we’re also picking on adults too?” You asked.

You stood up on your chair, clearing your throat and the teacher looked at you.

“(Y/N) sit down.” She warned.

“Headmistress Dowling is a useless teacher who shouldn’t be here. And Headmaster Silva is terrifying and hurts his students.”

You screwed up the paper into a ball and bounced it off someone’s head and stood up on the table, walking from table to table.

“I’ll call the headmistress!” The teacher warned.

You looked at her then back to the students who were staring up at you scared.

“So, who wrote it?”

The classes stayed quiet.

“Who thinks Dowling is useless and Silva hurts his students?!” You yelled.

The whole class pointed to one student and you walked over to the sound, crouching down as you looked at him.

Your purple eyes stared into his.

“Oh you’re terrified, do I scare you like Silva does?”

He slowly shook his head.

“No? Well let’s change that.”

You punched him, knocking him from his chair and you jumped down, placing your foot on his chest as he tried to hit you with fire but he could barely summon it.

“Listen to me and listen very carefully. Dowling deserves her job, this school with NEVER have a headmistress like her again. And Silva cares for his students, he doesn’t hurt them he trains them. Maybe get your facts right.”

“(Y/N)!”

You jumped up, whipping your head to the door and you grinned a little at the woman who stood there arms crossed.

“Let’s go.”

Leaning down, you crouched over the other student, patting his cheek.

“Be thankful.” You whispered.

With that, you jumped up, grabbed your bag and followed Farah.

She led you to her classroom and made you sit at the front of the class and carried on teaching her lesson.

You were bored to still, but you looked around as the first years started to practice their magic.

“You’ve got work to be completing.”

Farah pointed at your paper and you huffed a little bit as you turned around to do you work.

The class ended and she stood in front of your desk as the door was opened and closed again.

“So, we’re just trying to see how many kids we can punch in the face this year?” Silva asked.

“Going for a record.” You grinned.

Silva laughed a little and shook his head and Farah slapped his side.

“This isn’t funny!” She hissed.

“It’s a little funny.” He whispered.

She rolled her eyes and turned to face him.

“Why did you teach her how to fight?” She whispered.

“Because she was curious! You taught her how to intimidate people!”

You looked at the two bickering teachers and you slowly stood up, grabbing your bag as you quietly walked over to a window.

Putting the bag on your shoulder you pushed the window open a little and crawled halfway out.

“Hey! No escaping!” Silva yelled.

They both turned to you and you gave them a small salute.

“See you two at dinner!”

With that, you jumped down and jogged away while they sighed and looked back at one another.

“This is your fault.” Farah said.

“How’s this my fault! I didn’t teach her that.” He huffed.

“Yeah but you taught her how to fight people.”

Silva rolled his eyes.

“She’d still be fighting them, at least she can throw a proper punch.”

The two teacher carried on their bickering as they walked out of the classroom.

You jogged around the school grounds until you found where you wanted to be and you slipped through the doors of the greenhouse.

Professor Harvey looked up, then back down then stopped and turned to you.

“You should be in detention.”

“Yup.”

You set your bag down and walked over, looking at what he was doing.

“You ran away again didn’t you?”

“Yup!”

You grinned a little and he handed you some papers to go through.

“They’re going to realise you’re hiding out in here, you can’t keep running from them. You see them every day.”

“Yeah, but it’s fun to annoy them you know? It adds a bit of entertainment.”

Professor Harvey rolled his eyes and went back to what he was doing as you gathered some of the stuff he had listed.

Sure, they would find out you hide in the greenhouse when you break out of detention but it didn’t make it any less funny