Reblog If You’re Okay With Booping Spams

At this point I need to tape a disclaimer to my forehead that says “if I become close enough friends to u I will have a crush on u at some point” bc I’m just a massive lesbian like that. It’s nothing personal

Racism in the plural community is a real problem. Racism in the medical community is a real, dangerous problem.

Pour one out for DID/OSDD systems of color that go undiagnosed or misdiagnosed because the psychiatric institution dismisses them.

Pour one out for all systems of color who feel isolated because the online community often conflates plurality with whiteness.

Pour one out for systems of color who get called racist or appropriative because their systems incorporate aspects of their own culture, but people automatically assume they must be white.

Pour one out for systems of color whose voices are silenced because of their ethnicity.

Uplift non-white systems. Talk to non-white systems, not over them.

Family was decorating sugar cookies, and I'm allergic to those cookies, so I started decorating my gf chocolate chip cookies instead. It was, almost as bad as the Orange Gilgamesh was. Perhaps the most sugary, melty, gooey thing ever. It would've been great, if it wasn't every good thing to the max. Sensory overload, the cookie. I don't think I should be allowed near edible things anymore -Emilia, creator of the previous two messages.

Y'all remember the white Gilgamesh? I'm going to make something worse, something Better; the orange Gilgamesh. I will report back when I have acquired the ingredients.

sorry for letting my disability disable me it WILL happen again

people with tooth decay aren't bad people. they aren't lazy either. neither are they unclean or irresponsible. tooth decay doesn't make you a bad person. you don't deserve mockery, judgement, or tooth pain for having any. the only thing people with tooth decay deserve is healthcare.

me carrying a stuffed animal around while being disabled is not "infantilizing disability"

I am an actually disabled person who carries a stuffed animal as comfort bc disability is hard

what's "infantilizing disability" is assuming that just bc I carry a stuffed animal I'm not capable of making decisions for myself. or that having a stuffed animal makes me a less serious, adult person than you are.

A lil drabble of/inspired by Prompt #2,013 from @pluralprompts, it's a little angsty but it shouldn't contain any common triggers so just be careful folks. Don't worry, it's got a happy ending

Spectre was having a rough day, or he was fairly certain he was. He didn't really know anymore, the static-y film over his eyes ears and heart had long since dulled his emotions. He'd been trying for the last few hours to leave front, but it was like a wall was between him and headspace, a wall of viscous static that only got harder the more he pressed against it. It was a rough day really, and the sound of muffled talking behind the static had only been getting louder and louder. He hoped that was. a good sign, like the barrier getting thinner. Exhausted from their daily obligations, he stumbled to their bed and laid down, staring up at the ceiling one of their littles had decorated with polyfill clouds and led lights years ago, and smiled. Over time, the talking grew clearer and clearer until finally he heard it.

"Spectre! We're gonna get you out of there, don't worry.", the soothing voice of Ivy, their primary gatekeeper.

He felt it, a tugging at the back of his mind, a hand reaching out for him to grab. He focused on the feeling, grasping Ivy's hand as she pulled him from front. Finally back in headspace, he smiled and hugged all his fellow headmates who'd gathered to try and help him out of front. Being a system was tough, but they'd always be there for one another.

This was written by Az, I don't know Emi says I'm supposed to sign these posts or something

I have never felt more free than being away from the freest country on earth

Ily

That's kind of gay -Berry