A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.
here’s an updated group pic including the genderqueer frog !
WE HAVE AN OFFICIAL DAY! April 6 will be the first ever International Asexuality Day! I’m so pleased to finally announce the birth of this amazing occasion. Myself and many other activists and ace organisations from across the world - have been working together on this for almost a year! I’m proud of what we have managed to accomplish. The day is designed to complement other ace events like Ace Week (the last week in October), but with a special emphasis on the international community, going beyond the English-speaking and Western sphere that has so far had the most coverage. The day can also serve as a focal point for giving asexuality some visibility in the first half of the year, useful for countries for which the end of October (Ace Week) is a difficult time of year for ace advocacy. To find out more information, please check out @iadofficial, the official website internationalasexualityday.org, or click the link in my bio! Let’s spread the word far and wide in preparation for April 6! 💜
“asexual? that’s for plants”
i’m not angry at being called a plant anymore.
you mean it to be horrible, i know. good for you, i guess. i don’t care.
compare me to the trees, the wind in the branches, and i’m thankful for it.
the covering of the ground up to the tops of the forest.
the leaves that swirl around, the roses, the daisies in your front yard.
the connotation of the colour green, a lucky four leaf clover.
seaweed and plankton on reefs in the ocean.
the basis of everything living in the world. the very incarnation of sunlight.
forgive me if i’m not offended;
but i rather like plants.
You ever invite your coworker to watch you give birth just to spite a racist
No warnings, 4301 words. Past Scott/Jimmy. Angst and emotional hurt.
Read on ao3 here!
Summary:
Aletheia: unclosedness, unconcealedness, disclosure, truth; the state of not being hidden, the state of being evident. Opposite of Lethe, meaning oblivion, forgetfulness, concealment.
Scott remembers Third Life, as much as he would rather not. He’s an Emperor, now, with an Emperor’s business to attend to, and that includes meeting with the ancient deer deity of his kingdom, who is far more perceptive than he would like.
Or, Scott does not want to talk about Jimmy, but that matters little when your new god can read your thoughts.
Excerpt:
He meets the Guardian of Rivendell in a small clearing of stone and spruce in a jagged crack in the mountainside only accessible by air and by magic.
It’s snow-frosted, like everything else in Rivendell, crystals hanging from pine needles and glittering in the afternoon sun, grass crunching beneath his footfalls. The trees are tall and dark and reaching for the sky in their cloaks of wintergreen, berry bushes and brambles a circlet upon the earth’s burdened brow. The berries are holly, yew, toxic-bright, like splashes of blood, like eyes. The thought startles Scott, heart throbbing in his throat, and he tears his own eyes- blue eyes- away.
He is alone and then he is not.
Why did you call me, Guardian?
You are troubled. Now, come and talk with me a while.
Everyone reblog this IMMEDIATELY
Reblog to give an asexual a treat
so disney is using emily gwen’s lesbian pride flag with no compensation, and she’s still in need of money. i implore anyone who cares at all about the lgbt community to donate to her instead of paying for fucking mickey mouse pins
@prideknights ACE PRIDE!!!
His name is Miles, and he is very polite. He has a big sword to protect anyone in the lgbtq+ community!
Edit: check the reblogs for my art :)
Spencer or Pen | He/They/It/Em Check out some stuff I wrote! Most of it is good: https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/pen-walker/
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