Racism In The Plural Community Is A Real Problem. Racism In The Medical Community Is A Real, Dangerous

reclusive child with elaborate imagination and maladaptive daydreaming to plural teenager who doesn’t identify with thier own body anymore pipeline is unfortunatelg real

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

abled bodied people also need to understand that, for physically disabled people resting isn't "free time" that you can use up with assigning us tasks or duties because you're busy. it's an essential part of managing disability and some of us have a hard limit that we're avoiding by having days where we do nothing.

Able bodied people seem to be under the assumption that if they do everything right that they’re immune to developing a chronic condition

That’s not how it works.

I can’t count the amount of times I’ve tried to explain to people that their health isn’t a sure thing, one day you can wake up sick and just never get better….

ngl expected more evil and less lawful

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The monthly occurrence of an Izuku midoriya fictive fronting, writing a fanfic that's really just their exomemories, and leaving it in our drafts for some poor soul to find and be confused by has happened -Blurry

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

based -Gem

eepy girls should be legally allowed to skip all obligations so they can cuddle each other instead

Please, please never do this. It was alright on its own I guess, it wasn't great warm but it wasn't the worst. Please, please never add orange juice and rockstar to it. The orange Gilgamesh is the love child of the potion of instant spoiled milk post and the white Gilgamesh post, and I wish this fucked up baby got aborted

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.

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