i just want all of these

I’m looking for more trans and ace friendly blogs to follow so if you post Dragon Age please like or reblog this if you want so I can check out your blog!!

(especially if you post Dorian, Blackwall, Bull, Sera, Zevran, and/or Merrill content in general, Dorian romance, Merrill romance, Sera romance, Zevran romance with male Warden, Bull romance with male Inquisitor, and/or Blackwall romance with male Inquisitor, but none of that’s required or anything because I know that’s a lot lol)

some nsf.w is fine and you don’t have to be trans or asexual yourself, just safe for both

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(no exclusionists (that includes people who exclude cis heteromantic aces and cis aro heterosexuals), transmedicalists, anyone who thinks gay people aren’t attracted to trans people of their same gender, or anyone who thinks aro/ace headcanons for gay characters are homophobic)

(also no minors please, I only want to follow other adults)

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It’s A Symbol Of Hope - Superman AU

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The air around him was dense and hot, the thin wisps of stale oxygen suffocating him as the darkness began to close around him. His hands and feet were bound by heavy shackles, the metal cuffs chaffing his wrists and ankles and tearing at his sweat-soaked flesh. Clusters of blisters and welts had begun to irritate his skin, smears of blood and mud coating his frail limbs.

How long had he been there? Days? Weeks? Months?

His mouth was as dry as a desert and his chapped lips were cracked and bleeding, caked in clumps of dried blood.

He was trapped in a container or crate of sorts—that much he knew. The walls around him were made of metal grates that held back the thick clay and the only glimpse of the outside world was through a small piece of PVC piping through which water had trickled on the days it had rained and air had flowed freely, at least until it was blocked by the thick clay that surrounded him, leaving him to slowly suffocate.

HIs body was on the verge of collapsing when a wave of blazing heat washed over him. The confined space lit up with a molten red glow; the roof of the cage gave way, the blinding light of day breaking through the darkness.

Stiles winced, squinting against the glaring light as he looked up at the figure who hovered high above him in the air. The haze of light obscured his vision, but he could distinguish the shape of a man dressed in a skin-tight suit, the billowing fabric of his cape drifting about his body.

Stiles tried to fight it, but the darkness was seeping in around his eyes. The cool air made him shiver as it washed over his sweat-soaked body. He felt his body tremble and weaken before he hit the bottom of the crate.

He remembered the sound of shattering metal as his limbs were freed from the shackles and the sensation of weightlessness as he was hoisted off the ground. Through squinted eyes he could make out the shape of an S sitting inside a shield upon the man’s chest. The last thing he remembered was the drifting sound of the deep voice that reached his ears, a soft whisper of a husky voice strained by fear, “Hold on, Stiles… Hold on.”

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What I Want Right Now

I want to be cuddling you in my bed, with a Disney movie or a funny movie on in the background, and just to be in your arms.  

I want to start being sneaky and mess with you or start acting all playful, whether I start kissing you repeatedly, blowing in your face, poking your side, or just continuously calling you cute because I know that makes you blush and you hate that.

I want you to give me a warning to stop what I’m doing, or else there will be consequences…or maybe not to give me a warning and to just skip ahead to the attack.

The attack where you say, “Thats it!” and then proceed to tickle me, without releasing me from your arms, while all I can do is giggle madly into your chest and squirm…both of us smiling and enjoying every minute of this.

Then I want you to stop after a little, giving me a break, so I can stop hiding my red, blushing face in your chest to look up at you with a big goofy smile because I get that goofy smile every time I look at you.  

Then I want to kiss you.  

The more I re-watch Megamind, the more Metro Man stands out to me as a character. Though he only has a fraction of screen time, his decisions shape the entire movie. And they’re such interesting decisions: first, abandoning the “Metro Man” role all together, and then refusing to return even when Metrocity faces its first true and deadly threat.

It’s that last one that always gets me– it’s a completely selfish and almost cruel decision to make, but to his point, he’d never been allowed to be selfish before. There was no “good” time to end his career as Metro Man. It had to be a clean break and one that lasted forever, as donning his cape again for any reason would trap him in a life he’d come come to view as empty and depressing.

I always wonder what he would have done if Megamind had lost. Could he really sit back and watch the city that had adopted him, loved him, and trusted him burn? Or would guilt over the deaths of Megamind and Roxanne eventually drive him to save the day and resign himself to a joyless life of heroism afterwards?

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Something I wanted to clear up. I know this isn’t the case for all but personally when I say I miss Yixing it not because I don’t keep up with every show, ad, movie, or album he puts out. I miss him with his brothers and I’m just pointing out that I want them to unite in the future…

if i drew something everyday, would you guys like that? i mean…even just something small or a sketch or whatever. sometimes i forget that i have 1000+ ppl on here, and most of them came from my…well, the stuff i draw. so im assuming that idk im rambling here; i’ll try to post shit when i can, just know that i share my laptop with my older sister (who also draws) and i usually only work closing shifts. so theres a little opening for me to get stuff done in.

edit: and when i mean a small opening (lmfao that sounds like a dirty™ euphemism), i mean it. my sister gets up around 8 in the morning and stays on the laptop until she needs to leave for work too—which is usually after me. i normally work at 2:30, and i dont leave work until 9/10. normally (in the summer, i dont leave until 10/11). dont get me wrong, my sister does offer the laptop to me some days, and its my fault for declining the offer, but i wont do that from now on. i could stay up in the night to draw a sketch or a bust or something, then post it the following morning/afternoon? my days off will be dedicated to nothing but art, but know if my sister is working that day, i will give her reign until she needs to leave; just because im fair.

…im sorry for the long rant, im trying to be more confident with art and get over my incredible self loathing. i mean, my stuff is why a lot of people have been following me recently, and i appreciate it. -honks my horn-

Me: Why don’t I advertise my asexuality more, #pride, right?


queer tumblr: THATS ERASURE, WHY WOULD YOU REBLOG A POST ABOUT GAY/LESBIAN/BI/PAN/TRANS PEOPLE AND MAKE A JOKE ABOUT BEING ACE THATS (insert former)PHOBIC, WHY CAN’T YOU GUYS KEEP YOUR GEEK SHIT TO YOURSELVES, ALSO YOU SHOULDNT BE ABLE TO USE THE WORD QUEER TO DESCRIBE YOURSELVES, I CANT BELIEVE YOURE INVALIDATING OTHERS BY DESCRIBING YOUR STRUGGLES AS AN ACE WHEN YOU CAN PASS WHILE SO MANY OTHERS IN THE LGBT COMMUNITY HAVE TO HIDE WHO THEY ARE OR FEAR FOR THEIR SAFETY


straight tumblr: i mean, you’ve never had sex, so like, how do you know? isnt asexuality for plants? maybe you just haven’t met the right person yet. what trauma did you go through to make yourself asexual? are you a victem of sexual abuse? i thought it was a choice? that’s impossible, you can’t NOT feel sexual attraction. is it like a disease?


tumblr as a whole: blah blah blah blah youre not actually part of the LGBT community blah blah your sexuality is fake blah blah blah


me, backing away slowly: aha, right, that’s why

ok….midvale was a really good episode and reminded me of all the things i used to love about supergirl, but it also just made me sad about what’s happened to the show

when you wrote a wholllllee new series. [On Hana’s dad’s background] and have no idea where to fit it, or to even fit it in the story.

but i gotta tell you, im dazed as fuck lmao. Ive been writing for three hours and Im like how do my how brain work 

Its not really a background, its only the events leading up to why they fled his home planet. Him and Hana’s mom, and about Hana and the alien stuff going on in the background that Hana is totally oblivious to at the moment.