#and thats how blogs function

[daily-jadeharl3y]

Have you read the Epilogues?

[badlydrawn-brostrider]

Hello there Mr. Strider i'm not sure when this letter will arrive but i wanted to talk to you a bit this christmas. How have you been? Did you recieve any cool and ironic gifts? Well i'm sure you know this is not the subject of this letter, why would i write a letter to ask such casual things when we have other more interesting topics on the table.

I've noticed you don't seem to like Lil Cal anymore? And may i ask why? He is your friend, he wants what's best for you, he wants to make you cool and ironic, he wants you to join him. If you went back with him you could become better, become a divine creature like him.

Your body is not yours, you have got no autonomy, you like it or not you are a vessel for him, you should feel joyous that he chose you and not somebody else, the god of irony and coolness and you dare reject it? But there's no escaping it, every Dirk is doomed.

Merry Chrismas sir!

PS: if you see wolfpup anon tell it that it has to go back hoem it'll be on big trouble.

-☢ anon

BRO: Who the fuck- Why the hell would you even say somethin' like this? Who the fuck do you think you are? Gettin' real ballsy hidin' behind anon. I'm not some fuckin' vessel.

BRO: I'm- . . I'm not.

BRO: Shut up.

BRO: Don't you ever fuckin' speak to me like this agai--

BRO: . . .

BRO: . . .

[ That fucking puppet. You should get rid of it. ]

[ . . . ]

[ You don't. ]

[theunconcernedembalmer]

So Mr. Gatto, how do you take your coffee?

Of course, this is assuming I grab the correct beaker.

[sttoru]

can i ask why some writers have a whole separate sideblog just to reblog others’ fics / fic recommendations. . . 😦

[todayisafridaynight]

time a flat circle why the hell am i usin the same loafers i bought for one cosplay of my fave antagonist for another fave antagonist

[milfygerard]

sometimes i go thru the gaylor tag to see updates or reactions or something and its so funny everytime. You people are insane i respect literally none of you etc etc

[bigothteddies]

saw a post the other day complaining about “like scolding” which ironically….everyone was reblogging

[socksandbuttons]

hold on reminded of my toiletnator being a dad figure to may listen hes a terrible villain and bad at doing villain tasks but hes a capable dude IN SOME circumstances (he drained a whole CANYON guys cmon) anyway, just let me remember i was doing something with this on my may blog

[skyteglad]

the latest aita is making me sad. the teeth one. because like... when i was a kid, i was told to have braces! and that i'd need an eventual surgery! and because i didn't want to, my parents didn't make me.

that surgery would've changed my life. i'm not fucking kidding. i'm pretty sure 75% of my physical disabilities stem from not getting that surgery. and by the time i was able to bring up trying to have corrective work again, i was two years from losing my insurance, and my parents procrastinated. now it seems like a pipe dream it'll ever happen.

i get being resentful of your parents forcing you to do things you don't want to do, but god damn, if mine had actually really pushed me into getting braces, my life would be so much different and so much better.

[cryptidfuckery]

I'd you don't mind terribly could you tag animal death??

taps the sign that says "i dont tag shit on this blog"

[fictionkinfessions]

goddd my source's creator is so FRUSTRATING. i kin from an askblog he made, and i still follow one of his other still-running askblogs because of. basically we semi know each other so i don't want to seem rude. and it's. god i hate it. they don't tag their stuff, and like, if you wanna run your blog with absolutely no content warnings that's up to you, but they specifically were asked to tag for a certain thing, and they said "yeah! that'll be tagged with [the tag he uses for it] in the future". but hes not fucking tagging it! and like. there's other things that, at one point he added "hey im gonna give a specific content warning for the next bit, and stuff will be under [specific tag]", and like, it was for sure reasonable to give that warning, but why did you not decide to tag it any of the MANY other times it came up?? also the portrayal of my wife, especially post-redesign, has some DUBIOUS connotations holy shit. and just. my source isn't Atrocious but i fucking wish it wasn't by Specifically This Guy!

[bee-turtle-kind]

just got mad for a second seeing a rise of the TMNT gif and realizing I don't have it memorized..... ,

[crownebula]

seeing someone claim that theyre not disabled because disabled ppl are "broken" and theyre not. youre SO close to getting it.

[murdoc]

my dashboard is probably the most combative its ever been in the 12(?) years ive been on the site

each week ill see a random post and then when i check in on here the following day there will be a new post that's capped the contents of that original post instead of just. adding onto the op. responding with varying heat levels of takes on it. and then ill log in the next day and see ANOTHER NEW POST WITH A DIFFERENT TAKE. ALL BLOWING UP

a lot of the time neither op is completely in the right either. all the posts seem to interpret Something in bad faith (including the orig), and the topics in the post Usually arent even important. it's driving me a little mad

[waklman]

Headache #2

summary: whipped bf bradley. thats all.

pairing: bradley bradshaw x reader

warnings: 18+ blog in general.

a/n: domestic blurb, fluff, and slight suggestive themes.

word count: 1.9k

Bradley jolts at the first shrilling ring of his alarm.

Before his brain could even start to function, he instinctively cradles your head closer against his naked chest, making sure to cup a hand over your ear, attempting to muffle the sound. 

You begin to stir, feeling Bradley stretch over you to shut off the blaring alarm. 

Hearing you suck in a long breath, he retracts his body from yours—giving you room to stretch your stiff muscles.

But before he could fully give you space, Bradley feels you reach for his hand—with a demanding noise emanating from your throat. 

He smiles at your cranky state, and wordlessly grabs the small of your back and hip, helping you twist your middle until a loud crack of your back is heard from under the sheets. 

Bradley snorts, hearing a shameless moan leave your lips, satisfied by the relief he brought you. 

“Mm, that feel good honey? 

In reaction, your mouth starts to salivate at the sound of his morning voice, which always fell an octave lower than his usual tone. You swallow back the drool that begins to pool.

Suddenly feeling more awake, you turn to fully face him–eagerly wiping at your eyes to see his face. 

Bradley has a lovesick look in his eyes as he closely watches your eyes flutter open to look up at him.

You two take a moment to bask in the silence—smiling as you assess eachother’s bedheads, still recovering from just waking up so early. 

You notice that Bradley's soft curls are currently resting on his forehead, which makes him look even more boyishly handsome this morning.

Feeling shy under his gaze, you throw yourself into his arms and Bradley gladly catches you–though you cause his back to crash against the headboard with a thud.

Knowing how bad your guilty conscience can get, Bradley press a gentle kiss to the side of your head to let you know he was unharmed, before you could start feeling guilty for hurting him. He places another lingering kiss on your hair line, just for good measure.

Recently, you had been waking up hours earlier than you normally would, simply because Bradley mentioned once that he would love to have you implanted in his 6am morning routine.

“You ready?” he asks, feeling you move to tuck your face into the crook of his neck.

He smiles softly as you readily wrap your legs around his waist, causing your tank top to ride up your back as you adjust yourself in his lap. 

Bradley takes that as a yes, deciding to swiftly move you both off the bed, holding you up with one arm as the other reaches down to pull the sheets back—a failed attempt at making your bed look neater. 

He feels so warm against your exposed skin, that you feel yourself being lulled back into a state of drowsiness again.

Bradley begins to take soft steps towards the bathroom until the lovesick feeling from earlier returns—smacking him right in his chest when he feels you breathe softly against his neck. His mind briefly wanders off to his parents—Nick and Carole Bradshaw, hoping that they see how happy he is to wake up in the morning now. 

Bradley now stands still, looking between the bathroom light switch and a vanilla candle—ultimately deciding on lighting the candle so you’re not hit with the harsh white light above you. 

He softly pats your butt, alerting you that you’re now in the bathroom, but you don’t answer him. 

Bradley curiously dips you—allowing the back of your thighs to hit the cold surface of the bathroom vanity. You squirm in his arms, awoken by the goosebumps that scatter across your skin. In a rush of panic, you climb higher up his torso to avoid being placed onto the countertop again.

“Baby, I can’t brush my teeth with you clung to my chest,” he gently rubs your back, hand reaching under your cotton tank top. 

He frowns hearing you let out a disappointed sigh. Bradley watches in guilt as you untangle from him—legs loosely falling from his waist, allowing your feet drop to the cold floor. 

You hide your pout from view, leaning your forehead softly against his stomach—so he could only see the top of your head.  

Bradley casts his gaze down on you as he brings his hands down to pinch your hips—while his mind quickly searches for a solution.

“You wanna get on my back instead, sweet girl?” Bradley is laying it on thick with the pet names this morning, making your stomach swirl with butterflies.

You’re too swayed by how sweet Bradley’s being with you to pretend to hold out on his offer. 

Not wasting a second, you scatter to stand behind him–stretching your arms to reach his neck as he lowers himself so you can latch onto his back. 

“There you go,” he reaches his arm under one of your thighs, securing you in place.

You decide to distract him in various ways as he begins to brush his teeth, because why not?

Bradley’s face is completely flushed as you go from biting his ear to whispering all the dirty things you want to do to him with the most innocent smile on your face, all while making eye contact with him through the mirror as he urgently brushes his teeth.

After a full minute and a half of brushing is up—a rule enforced by you, Bradley rushes to rinse his mouth, leaning down to reach the sink—and you don’t lessen his arousal because you begin to place deliberate kisses behind his ear and across his jawline. 

He quickly swipes the water leaking from his chin with the back of his hand, almost tripping over his own feet as he turns around so you could hop off his back to sit onto the bathroom countertop.

“Hi. Ready for skincare?” you casually ask, as if you weren’t dedicating the last few minutes towards riling him up. 

He blinks, facing you with the most emotionless face you've ever seen him pull. You blink back, mirroring his blank expression. 

You break first, sputtering a laugh—weakly grabbing for him to move closer as tears of laughter prick your eyes. Bradley moves to stand between your thighs, tongue poking his cheek, trying not to break from your infectious laughter. 

“You’re so not funny,” he scoffs. 

“Aww c’mon Stinkybutt,” you poke at his ribs with a moisturizer bottle in hand, wiping away your tears with your other hand.

“Can you ever be nice to me? Does that even count as a nice pet name?” He whines, scrunching his face.

“Would you rather me call you Hangman?” You raise a brow at him, squeezing out a dime sized drop of moisturizer onto his forehead.

“I’ll take Stinkybutt,” he sighs, closing his eyes as you rub the product into his skin. 

“That’s what I thought,” you nod.

“Now stay still Stinkybutt, you need sunscreen next.”

“Yes, Ma'am.”

“Stinky…butt?” Bob stutters.

“What?” Bradley asks bewildered, unsure if he heard the fellow pilot correctly.

“That’s what your tag says, Stinkybutt.” Phoenix speaks up for Bob, with an amused grin sitting on her face. 

Bradley quickly opens his locker to access the mirror inside. 

And there it was. A pink sticky note labeled “Stinkybutt<3” which you sneakily slapped onto his chest—while you were giving him a goodbye kiss, sitting proudly on his flight suit.

Bradley swipes his hand over his face, reaching for his phone next.

“Really?” he texts you—eye twitching as your text bubble appears immediately after. 

Headache #2: 

Hey. I gave you options, Hangman or Stinkybutt. 🤷‍♀️

BradBrad:

text u later, headache #1 just got here.

Headache #2:

..who?

note: yes, jake is headache #1 in bradley's phone.

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[cripplecharacters]

hello! so, i currently have an oc in the works. i dont have much for his character yet, and hes kind of a blank slate at the moment, however, whilst trying to develop him i had the idea to give him a disability; its something i dont do with my characters very often, and i feel like it could give some depth and realism to his character. however, i..... dont know where to really start with it? i have the vague idea that i think id like him to have crutches, so some sort of leg disability, but just going off that its been hard for me to find any condition that feels quite right. im unsure about making him an amputee either; seemingly the "go to" for anyone who wants to make a physically disabled character. i want to try and represent a disability thats less fetishized by the general public, and looking through this blog here its definitely apparent that a lot of people are tired of seeing basic half amputee characters with overly functional prosthetics; i wanna avoid that. sorry this has gotten a bit rambly, but basically what im asking is,, do you have advice for what i could use as just. a general starting point in this? im terribly uneducated and lost at the moment and id love some help. thank you :]

Hi!

It's great that you're interested in writing a disabled character (with care)! I'm always happy to see more writers/artists/creatives do that.

You mentioned wanting to give him crutches, which is cool! Mobility aid users in media make me happy. However, you mentioned crutches as meaning a leg disability, which isn't always the case — and while I don't have statistics on it, I believe that most crutch users do not use them for leg-only problems, and a lot of them have the not-so-fetishized conditions. Here are some suggestions of what you could give your character, which hopefully gives you some ideas. If you need, you can get back to us with a more specific question after you figure out what exactly your character has! :-) (smile)

Cerebral palsy — probably the most common reason for using crutches in non-elderly people, and the most common (physical) disability in younger people in general. If your character has diplegic (meaning lower limbs affected) CP, he could use crutches and if he has hemiplegic (one arm and one leg affected) CP, then he could use a single crutch or a cane. Cerebral palsy is generally extremely underrepresented when compared to how many people have it IRL! Just be aware that there is a lot of research involved just about the condition itself — multiple types (spastic/ataxic/dyskinetic), different kinds of body involvement, tons of different mobility aids and orthotics to learn about. There is also hereditary spastic paraplegia, which is not the same as CP but similar and progressive.

Spinal cord injury — the general assumption is that all people with spinal cord injuries are fully paralyzed below the neck or waist, and that's not the case. If your character has an incomplete SCI on any level or just a very low level injury, he could be using crutches or switch between a wheelchair and crutches. It's essential to research SCIs to have them be more than “legs don't work, but that's literally it”. SCI can come with severe nerve pain, spasticity, atrophy, and a lot of other things. Worth noting that spinal cord injury could be traumatic, but could also be congenital (spina bifida) or illness related (polio, transverse myelitis, spinal stroke, or cancer, for example). You could think that it's overrepresented in media, but SCI is generally just used as a “default condition” for why a character is in a wheelchair, and a lot of these representations are unfortunately very shallow.

Paralysis — in the monoplegic sense here. Much more rare than the rest of the things here, but your character could have a single paralyzed leg, largely due to nerve damage. Could be traumatic or illness-related (e.g., cancer, infection, or multiple sclerosis).

Stroke (and other traumatic/acquired brain injuries) — stroke can cause a million different symptoms and depending on what happens to your character exactly, he might need crutches! A big portion of stroke survivors deal with hemiplegia and could use a crutch on their non-affected side, for example. Some kinds of stroke might cause your character to have troubles with balance and require a mobility aid to not fall. Of course stroke will also cause other symptoms for your character (it wouldn't be too realistic to only have him have problems with his legs) for example speech issues, headaches, or seizures. Stroke can happen to anyone, and it wouldn't be weird to have a younger character with it. Very common in real life but very rarely represented in fiction.

Limb difference — you can definitely write a character with a limb difference or an amputation without fetishizing it! The main concern with the fetishization is the concept of the robotic limb that works just as well as or even better than a meat leg, and thus the character is “fixed”. But your character could just… not use a prosthetic. A lot of congenital amputees, people with limb differences, or with high level (above knee) amputations might do that. He could also have a leg length difference, which could cause him to need crutches (for example, Morteza Mehrzad has one of his legs significantly shorter after a pelvic injury, and he uses crutches among other mobility aids).

Chronic pain — very broad category for too many specific conditions to count. Neuropathy in the legs and/or lower back could be a reason for using crutches, for example. Unhealed, or poorly healed past injuries. Arthritis in knees or hips. Hypermobility that makes him unsteady or dislocate joints. Pain in bones or muscles where he can't fully weight-bear.

Gait disorders — another broad category (sorry). Your character could have problems with his gait and need aids for that. It could be caused by dyspraxia (I have it), ataxia, progressive muscular dystrophy (there is a lot of different types), Parkinson's disease, or a lot of other things! Could also be injury related.

And of course you could have multiple characters that are disabled to make sure that there is some variety :)

I hope that the above list gave you some ideas for your character :-) (smile) if you have more questions, feel free to send another ask

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