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My boyfriend’s identity was stolen while doing survival sex work, and his disability pension has been stopped in the mean time. We can barely keep a roof over our heads on just my pension, and due to us both being severely disabled, neither of us can work right now (even ssw).

We currently have around 5 bucks left for food, and both of us come from extremely dangerous & abusive homes. I have already reached out to my mother anyways because we had nothing to eat.

My paypal is Even a dollar would make a huge difference to our situation right now.

If you can’t donate please boost!

Anti-shippers are not worried about others

They aren’t. Last year October I suddenly got a huge upswing in anons. Telling me I was going to hell for writing Ultimate Spiderman fanfic. Telling me I was disgusting and a piece of shit because an adult shouldn’t write teenage romances (Although where they think Young Adult novels come from who knows). 

Then they discovered I ship Pitch Black and Jack Frost as well as Kakashi and Naruto and it all went to hell. I was called a pedophile and had some very disgusting violent themed asks. At one point I was deleting about 15 anon messages a day. Someone told me they’d found my charity and they were calling CPS on me because of child pornography and pedophilia.

CPS did indeed end up showing up. And our lived were a mess. A horrible mess. Our devices were taken and checked through with a fine tooth comb, our browsing history was searched, all our dvds and movies that were not marked were taken.

Keep in mind that I’m a severely disabled person and have two special needs kids. It was awful and traumatic. Thankfully going into it the CPS worker said because of the nature of the report (someone finding my info over social media and not knowing me personally ect) she suspected it was a false report.

The police did ask some questions about my multitude of about 3,000 unfinished story starts I have on my computer and seemed amused and a bit disturbed to find out out some of my pairings but they were all great about it. Said they would make sure not to delete ANY of my stories because writing is a great stress relief.

We were given everything back at the end of the week, everything was clear. No child porn, no pedophilia. My kids drs checks were fine, their psych checks were fine. Although my oldest does still have anxiety but like….we knew that already. No signs of sexual or physical abuse on my children.

The case was closed, unfounded, and CPS closed their case also. However, because of the false claim they were going to press charges against the one who made the claim.

I have no idea how this works or if anything has been done yet. BUT FALSE REPORTING IS A CRIME!!!

It tears up families, traumatizes children to exams that are not needed, and puts innocent people into a terrifying experience. These people put us through this experience just because they didn’t like my shipping preferences. How is this ok? It’s not.

It’s sick

And I hope they are punished to the full extent of the law.

Why Embracing Emotional Distress is the Best Medicine Sometimes

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23 times we almost lost it while watching “Mommy Dead and Dearest”

A few months ago, my co-editor Anna sent me a link to BuzzFeed’s in-depth article about an abusive mother and her child — one of the most devastating cases of Munchausen Syndrome by proxy that doctors and detectives had ever seen. It was the story of Dee Dee and Gypsy Rose Blancharde, and mother and daughter are now subjects of the documentary, Mommy Dead and Dearest,which premiered on HBO on May 15th. The documentary delves into the circumstances behind Dee Dee’s murder, organized by her daughter Gypsy and committed by Gypsy’s then-boyfriend.

For those who are not familiar with the case, Dee Dee abused Gypsy for her entire life. Dee Dee not only convinced her child and those around her that Gypsy was severely disabled — she also forced Gypsy to take aggressive medications and undergo invasive, unnecessary surgeries (eye surgeries, removal of salivary glands, insertion of feeding tube, etc.). Additionally, Dee Dee forced Gypsy to use a wheelchair, claiming she had muscular dystrophy and couldn’t walk. As one psychologist in the documentary explained, Gypsy experienced life as Dee Dee’s hostage — and after doctors, police officers, social services, and family failed her, she turned to murder to escape.

Originally facing life in prison before the severity of the abuse she endured was revealed, Gypsy is now serving 10 years in prison. She will be eligible for parole after serving eight and a half years.

Understandably, the documentary has captured the attention of seemingly everybody with an HBOGO account.

Here, we have put together a list of some of the most devastating, powerful, and shocking moments from Mommy Dead and Dearest.

***Just a heads up, if you have not seen the doc, this list gives away a lot of details.***

1. When it was revealed that Dee Dee possibly killed her own mother.

2. When Dee Dee’s family said that, after Dee Dee died, none of them wanted her ashes. As a solution, a few family members wanted to flush Dee Dee’s remains down the toilet.

3. When it was explained that Gypsy’s mother had a tube implanted in her daughter’s stomach, so she would be in control of what went into Gypsy’s body.


4. When Gypsy revealed that she “felt nothing” when her mother was being murdered in the other room — because, ironically, Dee Dee had her on Xanax.

5. When Gypsy explained that her boyfriend, Nicholas Godejohn, wanted to rape her mother after murdering her — but Gypsy told him to rape her instead.

6. When the doctor who suspected that Dee Dee had Munchausen by proxy syndrome didn’t even try to report it, for fear that no one would believe him.


7. When one of the detectives stated that Gypsy and Nicholas had the murder weapon shipped to his parents’ house.

8. When we find out that police officers had visited Dee Dee and Gypsy’s home under suspicion of child abuse — but Dee Dee managed to manipulate the officers into believing that everything was fine. Police never visited them again.

9. When a home video was shown of Gypsy as a baby, pointing to her “cranial” and “phalanges” when instructed to do so by her mother. She appeared to be incredibly intelligent, and could have gone far had Dee Dee not stunted her educational growth.


10. When Gypsy revealed she had first attempted to escape Dee Dee’s abuse by running away to live with someone in Arkansas — but Dee Dee discovered her whereabouts in a matter of hours. After Dee Dee forcefully brought Gypsy home, she smashed her phone and computer with a hammer, and threatened to smash Gypsy’s fingers with a hammer should she ever run away again.

11. When Gypsy describes having imagined herself as a little bluebird trapped in an invisible cage all her life.

12. When we see video tapes of Gypsy manually moving her legs as she plays in the snow, and squirming on the floor in a ballet class because Dee Dee had taught her to not use her legs.


13. When Gypsy’s father and stepmother visit her in prison near the end of the documentary, her father cries and apologizes that he didn’t do more to save her from her mother. Gypsy tells her father and stepmother that she blamed herself and other people — but she never once blamed them. In return, they both plead that she never blame herself.

14. When it was demonstrated that Dee Dee constantly held Gypsy’s hand when they were out, so she could maintain physical control over her. (She would squeeze Gypsy’s hand when she said something “wrong.”)


15. When a detective explains that Dee Dee had asked for copies of all of Gypsy’s medical records, which is how she learned that a doctor had grown suspicious of her. Dee Dee never brought Gypsy back to the medical center where that doctor worked.

16. When it is explained that medicine Gypsy was forced to ingest likely caused many of the disease symptoms that doctors thought they were treating.

17. When we see a photograph of Gypsy’s “medicine cabinet” — which was actually an entire closet overflowing with medication.


18. When numerous home videos of Dee Dee and Gypsy’s private life were shown, as Dee Dee constantly filmed Gypsy. One would assume that deceptive Dee Dee would keep their home life hidden. Was this another way to get attention and falsely inhabit the role of a doting mother?

19. When Gypsy’s father described calling Gypsy to wish her a happy 18th birthday, and Dee Dee stopped him. She explained that he couldn’t tell Gypsy she was 18, claiming that Gypsy was not intellectually able to understand her age.

20. When Dee Dee’s parents share that Dee Dee was wanted for fraud in parts of Louisiana.


21. When Gypsy revealed that her mother’s last words to her — hours before the murder — were: “Don’t hurt me.”

22. When Gypsy said goodbye to her dad and stepmom after they visit her in prison, she replied, “I’ll be a good girl.” She used to say this when her mother was upset with her.


23. When Gypsy answers the interviewer — without hesitation — that, yes, living in prison for 10 years is better than living with her abusive mother for another 10 years.

help a disabled gay jew eat and get around

i’m isak and i’m a gay trans jew living in edinburgh and i’m Flat Broke™ and severely disabled (some kind of schizospectrum disorder, severe ADHD, bipolar I, also chronic fatigue syndrome that means i’m confined to my bed most of the day). i need money for transportation and food, esp. so i can make it to tonight’s seder and bc my boyfriend’s visiting this weekend and i’d like us to eat something other than ramen or tinned soup.

i’m not receiving any benefits rn, though not for lack of trying.

my paypal is

any donation, no matter how small, helps. if you can’t donate, please reblog! thank you.

but like, please, please, if you can, donate something. i would like to make it to tonight’s seder—it’s the first night of pesach, it’s personally significant to me, as well as a super major holy day in general, but i’m in the middle of a pretty bad spell of low energy and high pain and i’m unable to take the bus and walk, but getting an uber is currently beyond my means. i only need like £20 to be able to get an uber there and back.

it’d be also nice to have some cash to get take-out or something moderately nice at a local cafe when my boyfriend visits, but that’s very much in the roses category, of the proverbial bread and roses.

A brief thought on Trumpcare’s defeat:

We would do well to remember that several of the Senators who opposed Trumpcare, opposed it not because it was too cruel to the uninsured, and the poor, to women, and those with preexisting conditions, and those with disabilities. No: several Senators opposed it because it wasn’t cruel enough to the uninsured, and the poor, to women, and those with preexisting conditions, and those with disabilities.

In these times, this is considered “normal.”

Understanding the AHCA (from a disability perspective)

I try to keep this blog pretty neutral on political issues, however I am also becoming increasingly aware of the general public’s gross misunderstanding of why ADAPT and other disability groups are protesting so prominently against the senate’s healthcare bill- and it’s a lot more complicated than preexisting conditions and losing insurance.

If you can make it through this, there are cute puppy photos of VSEPR at the end (from when he was an 8 week old ball of fluff). 

I will start by saying I, like everyone, am quite biased on this subject. I am disabled, I am involved with several disability advocacy groups, disability activism groups, and disability coalitions. I am close to people with all sorts of disabilities. And many of them are a part of the community doing wonderful work because of medicaid

There’s a perception that institutionalizing people with disabilities (physical and mental) is a thing of the past. And that institutions and nursing homes are significantly safer and more dignified than they were “way back when”. Neither of these are true, and a big part of whether someone who is disabled is a part of the community or is locked away in an institution has to do with where you live and your access to medicaid.

Medicaid is the primary insurer of low income individuals and individuals with disabilities, and almost half of children born in the US. Without the Affordable Care Act (ACA/Obamacare), it is often the only insurer for people with disabilities

On a federal level, medicaid must cover the cost of a nursing home, but individual states can elect to offer what are called waivers for home-care for “non-skilled” and “skilled” medical care. “Non-skilled” is typically an aide who helps an elderly person or person with a disability function in the community but not providing skilled nursing. This can look like anything from helping someone with a physical disability dress and feed themselves to transporting someone to community events to attending doctors appointments to simply using the bathroom. “Skilled” care might be an in home nurse for maintaining IVs and IV medication or nutrition, in home physical therapy, helping with feeding tubes, or any number of other things an individual may not be able to do effectively by themselves. These services are what allow many disabled people and elderly people to stay in their homes and a part of their community. Private insurers generally do not pay for these services long term. Disabilities, however, exist long term.

Without medicaid waivers, becoming significantly disabled and not having access to a very dedicated family or an enormous amount of money to pay for these services means you are sentenced to live in an institution, away from the community. 

The federal government is not saying “no” to waivers with the AHCA, they are restructuring the way they pay for medicaid. Rather than reimbursing states for how much medical care actually costs, the federal government would only pay a set amount per person (like a block grant). So, states that currently offer waivers would no longer be reimbursed for those waivers and often don’t have the budgetary means to offer them. This means that more and more people with disabilities will likely lose their access to the community and ability to live independent, dignified lives if the AHCA is passed. I, and most of the protesters, believe the right to get dressed and go to work, use the restroom, and be bathed without being institutionalized is a basic right that should be protected by the federal government. The AHCA deeply threatens that.

This is just one aspect of why this bill scares me and so many other people with disabilities. The bill and the issues surrounding it are complex and take years to understand. There are many problems with insurance and our healthcare system and medicaid is no exception, but in my opinion, gutting medicaid is not the right answer.

Help us be a part of society and contribute by educating yourself on this and expressing to your representatives how you think they need to vote to protect your community’s needs. 

And as promised, puppy pictures:

Hey lads, I got sanctioned by the DWP for being unable to “prove” that epilepsy prevented from making one of my appointments. I took my medication in to them (they said I could be using someone else’s so it meant nothing) and showed them my discharge letter from when my fit hospitalised me (apparently still not good enough.)

I have the letter informing me of my sanction and I’ll scan it in when I get home and add it to this post.

I am a disabled and severely mentally ill gay person trapped in an awfully abusive and homophobic home (there’s some posts about that in tagged/personal if proof is needed but please be aware it may trigger). A month without money would force me to spend even more time in what is already a dangerous place, where i have been beaten in the past.

I have to buy my own food and pay my phone bill in addition to travel and medications. On top of that, this has come at a time when I need to urgently replace my knee brace, which I wear daily.

My PayPal is

Even a small donation would help me survive. I cannot ask my family for money as news of this would get back to my parents. If you cannot afford to donate please reblog this. It could literally help save my life. Thank you ♡♡♡♡

Am I disabled enough for my service dog?

One of the things I’ve gotten a lot in my ask box that I want to address is this. 

The short answer is: Does your service dog lessen the severity of your disability in some way? If that answer is yes, then congrats! You are disabled enough for your service dog. 

The longer answer is: 

This is a hard question to answer based on the little information I’m given about people. I don’t know what your disability is, and I don’t want to know unless you’re willing to share that with me. I don’t need to hear a list of your daily struggles to be able to give you the approval you seek. My word is not law when it comes to being a service dog handler, and I don’t want it to be! 

The service dog community can be really bad about gatekeeping, I know. I’ve been there. It’s really easy to feel like you are “not disabled enough” for your service dog. Especially if your dog’s primary task is to perform deep pressure therapy - because for some reason this isn’t seen as a true “task” by a lot of people, and frankly I don’t know why. Training your dog to sit still and apply pressure on your body is definitely a trained task and takes practice to get right. My dog still has trouble with digging his elbows into me sometimes, and we’ve been working on DPT training for over a year. 

That said, a lot of this feeling of not being disabled enough has nothing to do with the tasks that your dog can or cannot perform for you. It’s an internal feeling that you get - that a lot of disabled people get - when they’ve been doing well. I get it. My mother gets it. It’s just part of the process. For some reason your mind just decides that because you’ve not been sick for a while, you must be faking it. If you don’t get that feeling, then this post probably isn’t for you. 

The fact of the matter is, you have a disability that requires the assistance of a service dog. That’s why you spent so much time training (or were able to receive from a program) a service dog. Somehow, some way you are disabled and struggle in a way that a dog can help you. Whether that be by applying deep pressure therapy or fetching medications or assisting with mobility, it doesn’t matter. Your disability is alleviated in some way by the presence of a service dog. 

Sure, I can go to the store without Hesper sometimes and I don’t have any problems getting my items and interacting with the cashier. That’s because I’m having a relatively good day. However, it doesn’t take much to tip the scale in the other direction. Sometimes all it takes is for someone to accidentally brush my arm, and I’ll completely break down into a panic attack. Would I need Hesper then? Of course I would! That’s why I have him. He’s a safety net. I may not need him 24/7, but if he isn’t there when I do need him, it can be -gasp- disabling! 

I know, that’s shocking. Take a moment to soak that in because I’m sure it’s no different for you, regardless of what your actual disability is. 

Don’t let people tell you that just because you’re doing well and having a good day means you don’t need your service dog. Don’t let your own mind make you believe that either. If your service dog helps you in some way to manage your disability when you’re doing badly - that means you are disabled enough to have a service dog. 

Disability is not a number

Disabled people are as different from each other as we are from nondisabled people. Sometimes people don’t understand this. Instead of looking at specific impairment, they look at what they think of as severity. It’s as though they’re thinking, ok, on a scale of 0-10, how disabled is this person?

This can lead to a bizarre opposite reaction to disability and disabled people. People not only respond to disability based on stereotypes, they often respond based on the stereotype of a completely different disability. 

For instance, sometimes people who think of blindness and deafness as the same level of disability will respond to blind and deaf people interchangeably. (And often in ways that wouldn’t be helpful in any case). Because they don’t think about vision or hearing, they think about a severity category. 

Eg: a waiter who thinks this way might see two people signing to each other, notice that they are deaf and bring them a braille menu. Or they might, halfway through taking an order, notice that the customer is blind — then start talking really loudly. 

They don’t pay attention to the physical reality of the person they’re interacting with. Instead of thinking about what this person’s disability is and what accommodations they need, they’re looking in a box marked something like “what to do when you meet a level-8 disabled person”.

In real life, disability isn’t quantitative, it’s qualitative. Having a disability means something physical and/or cognitive, which will be different for every disabled person. It matters what type of disability someone has. It matters how that disability affects them, specifically. It matters what their preferences are, and what they’ve found works for them. Thinking in terms of severity level won’t tell you any of the things that matter most.

anonymous asked:

I just saw your post/ask about sapiosexuality and I have a question. Isn't it only ableist to judge people's intelligence based on their looks? But if a person (like my friend) is sapiosexual, it's just like a form of demisexuality, where they don't experience attraction UNTIL they get to know the person and are attracted to their intelligence..?

I believe you’re referring to this ask and response by Mod Marie-Rose.

Well first I’m highly confused about how it would only be considered ableist if you were judging based on looks? Because that’s not what ableism is. 

Secondly the term sapiosexual is: 

It’s especially shitty because it begins equating your personal interests as “intelligence” and diminishes those who are “lacking” in your personal interest. Here’s a post that says it way better than me.

In addition to this, no, it’s not just like a form of demisexuality. Some more on that. Aand more.

As one user put it, “you’re not attracted to intelligence you’re repulsed by disability.”

I would highly suggest you check out both @thatdiabolicalfeminist​ and @bi-privilege​ and their “sapiosexual” tags. That’s where I got a lot of these links from. 

Also maybe check out the sapiosexual tag and see several people with disabilities, PoC, and LGBTQ+ people saying why this term is so disgusting and harmful..? There’s tons of them.

Mod Bethany

*note that a lot of these links also cover other topics, such as some of them attached to misogynistic might also mention the ableism. 

Honesty moment: parent teacher conferences are not something I typically look forward to. I’m MUCH more comfortable speaking in a room full of kiddos than I am talking to even one parent. But the conferences I’ve had over the last few days have been so powerful, I just can’t contain my excitement.

One mother I spoke with has a… spirited… child. The kind of child who, on the first day of school, made me think “oh no…this might be a long year.” The kind of child who mopes and pouts and says “I don’t care” when reprimanded in any way. On a few occasions I’ve even told him “Great- I can’t wait to inform your mom that you ‘don’t care’ when I meet with her for a conference.” SPOILER ALERT: We didn’t talk about that at our conference, not even for a second. In fact, we barely talked about his behavior at all (and trust me, we could have talked about it for HOURS, if we wanted to.)

Instead we talked about how his mother moved here from another country and struggles to help him with his schoolwork sometimes. We talked about how she’s a single mom and she feels guilty that he doesn’t have another adult role model to look out for him like a father, uncle, grandparent, or even an older sibling. We talked about how his sister, who is severely disabled and cannot walk, talk, dress or feed herself requires so much of the mother’s attention that he is sometimes required to be more independent than your average third grader. We also talked about how last year her gifted son would come home crying or upset every day, saying that he didn’t want to go to school. We talked about the (almost daily) complaints about his behavior from previous teachers.

Finally, we talked about how he comes home this year, eagerly doing his homework before watching tv or having a snack, or anything else. We talked about how he says “mommy, I love school now,” and “mommy, look what my teacher put in Google Classroom for me.” I HAD NO IDEA the way this kiddo felt about school this year because he challenges me every👏🏻single👏🏻day.

It is so worth it.

My heart is so full ❤️❤️❤️

anonymous asked:

Why is it every time that someone vents on here about a rude thing that customers do, some SJW type has to say "they could have *insert disability here*!" Child please, the chances of every rude customer having a disability are laughable, sit down.

I’m offended when people think disability is a good excuse to be an asshole. Do you realize how that sets a bad image of others who are disabled and manage not to be dicks? My mom is pretty severely disabled. Chronic pain, wheelchair bound now due to back and knee issues, a heart problem, liver disease, and more. She still knows not to swear at a 16 year old cashier and is able to say please and thank you. I have severe depression but I don’t take it out on retail employees either. When someone excuses that shit it perpetuates the stigma on the disabled. For my mom that would be people thinks she’s lazy, not disabled. For me people just think everyone like me is out to kill everyone and could blow any minute. Just stop. It’s annoying and I’m sick of having to hide me mental illness because these excuses are keeping stigma alive. - Abby

According to Tumblr, apparently Ruby’s food-related sensitivity issues are barely to do with her autism. According to this website, autism is only a part of it, and her white privilege is the rest. Apparently food sensitivity in autistic people, to the extent where they cannot eat other foods and become distressed when that food is not available, is strictly a white person thing. You know, because privilege. Something about Ruby being spoiled and privileged that she has a choice to begin with. Nothing to do with her autism and sensory processing disorder.

Things I have seen people call for, because they believe she is just a spoiled white girl and not a severely disabled person: force feed her, strap her down and force feed her, let her starve until she “learns”, section her in a psychiatric hospital, euthanise her.

She’s 5.

skeletonmug  asked:

I'm trying to reconnect with heathenry after a long time away. I'm chronically ill and technically disabled due to pain and fatigue. Who of the Norse tradition represents the long term ill and disabled. I know Norse peoples cared for their ill and disabled and they were part of I don't know how to translate that to modern practice. The contemporary world is so cruel to disabled people that reconnecting with the caring aspect of heathenry.

We have several disabled gods! Immediately I think of Odin of course, but also Hodr (blind), Tyr (amputee), Freya (depressive). And I’m sure there are others but they’re not coming to mind at the moment. I invite others to add their own from lore, AND upg!

Don't Be That Guy : how to not be an ableist 101

Every day I’m reminded how lucky I am. Yes. I’m disabled, chronically ill, and an abuse survivor. But I have someone who believes me and works endlessly to improve my health and life.

I’m lucky in other ways too. I’m lucky that my family has money to afford the treatments that are available, even if we aren’t satisfied with them. I’ve gone through hell, but I’ve gone through hell in a nice house.

I have had many people, doctors and loved ones who didn’t believe me. Who kept me from getting diagnosed. Who kept me sick longer. Who damaged my self worth. But when I hear stories from my friends. Some of the most lovely people I’ve ever met. I see how blessed I am with the others in my life.

I have severely disabled friends (even more so than me) who only eat once a day because that’s how often they can get out of bed and god forbid a family member assist them. Friends who have literally no where else to go and yet their families knowingly wear perfume that triggers anaphylactic shock in them. Who are being threatened with homelessness and loss of medical care if they don’t do things that they are physically and or mentally incapable of.

This is abuse. If someone tells you they have a disability, they have a disability. If disabled people say they can’t do something, they can’t do something. Either because they literally can’t or because the toll that it would take on their body’s/minds is not worth it.

They know if they help with the dishes they won’t be able to go buy your birthday present tomorrow. They know that if they work they will not rest and therefor not heal. They know that if they are overdoing today they will not be able to do anything for the next few days, weeks, or months.

If they choose to push through, then that’s their choice. If it’s a bucket list item. If it’s a once in a life time opportunity. If they just want to. That is their right.

And it doesn’t mean they could have done it yesterday. It doesn’t mean they’ll be able to clear the table tonight. It doesn’t mean they can read that book. It means that in that moment their bodies’ and their minds’ said it was ok.

It’s their body. It’s their mind. And it’s their life.

Whether or not someone holds a job. Whether or not someone helps clean the house. That doesn’t matter. They are humans and deserve to be treated as such. As equals.

Of course there are terrible people who pretend to be chronically ill or disabled. But listen to me. Please. I beg you. It is ALWAYS better to give them the benefit of the doubt. Always.


Because for every faker there are thousands upon thousands upon thousands of people in real need of support, accommodations, love, and respect.

Because when you give the benefit of the doubt to someone you are risking being too giving. And when you assume the worst you are blocking people’s access to healthcare, housing, education, peace, justice, and happiness. Because when you give too much someone who doesn’t deserve it gets a bit cushier of a life. And when you don’t give enough people suffer, die, and commit suicide.

And because when you doubt someone’s disability it makes others think that’s ok and that leads to entire systems, institutions, and societies judging, abusing, and neglecting vulnerable people instead of helping them.

Don’t be that guy. Support not only your disabled loved ones but everyone with disabilities. I’m not saying you need to go to a stranger’s home and clean their refrigerator for them. But when someone without mobility device asks for a seat- give it to them. When your employee says her illness is flaring - be kind. And when someone says they are disable, no matter how they look or act, believe them. And act accordingly.

We have a problem.

Our apartment is just plain too small. Proof? The kitten, in a flying leap, knocked a bottle into another bottle of juice and broke it. Sushi ended up with glass in her finger and had a full-scale freak-out, and it’s hardly the first time we’ve found ourselves in a similarly dangerous situation.

The fact is, there isn’t room for us and our things, no matter how much we try to organize – and Sushi’s executive function difficulties and disabilities don’t allow for a hell of a lot. It’s led to a lot of physical difficulties and emotional tension. We need to rent a house.

Unfortunately, our horrible apartment complex will charge us $1000 if we try to break the lease early, and that doesn’t cover moving costs or security deposit. So here’s the thing: knitting commissions are open. If I may say so, I’m very, very good, and I’m fast. So please commission me. I work a full-time job, Sushi is severely disabled, and our situation sucks right now.

Please boost. I don’t think we can wait until April.

anonymous asked:

Can you do fluffy headcannons between Aizawa (Dadzawa) and the members of the bakusquad. Thank you

“Yes, Dadzawa is the best, let’s go.

  • Aizawa didn’t really understand why female heroes costumes’ where so.. revealing. He could understand that some of the costumes had pratical purposes like Yaoyarozu’s, her suit allowed her to pass the exam, however there was one person who he couldn’t see their suit being very practical. Mina’s costume looked uncomfortable and he didn’t understand why she didn’t just wear something that covered her entire torso. So he faced this problem head on, Aizawa went and asked her about it. When he explained his thoughts Mina laughed and told him, “Thanks for worrying Mr. Aizawa, but my costume actually does have a practical use, the more skin that I have out the more acid that I can use since it does come directly out of my skin.” Now he understood and Aizawa thanked her and went back to his work.
  • During quirk training Aizawa tried his best to help his students develop their quirks to the fullest extents. One of the student’s quirks seemed to have a backlash that would severely disable them on the battle field. So Aizawa tried to figure out a way to help Kaminari handle his quirk so that he didn’t go into his inebriated state. When he came up with a solution Aizawa immediately went to tell Kaminari about it. “When using your big discharge try to make it so that you don’t reach your max but have the same amount of power.” Kaminari tilted his head and asked, “I don’t get it, how much should I discharge then.” “Your max is 1,300,000 volts correct,” a nod, “Use 1,299,999 volts instead and see if you go into that air headed state.” The next day when Kaminari used his quirk he took Mr. Aizawa’s advice and to his surprise he was fine afterwards. Pumping his fists he yelled, “THANKS MR. AIZAWA, IT WORKED!
  • The day after All Might’s “race game” the class filed in as usual, nothing was out of the ordinary. When class started Aizawa drawled out, “Congratulations Sero on winning the race from yesterday you showed true understanding of your quirk and thanks to it you finished first.” Looking around the now quiet classroom Aizawa wondered if he had done anything wrong. Then all of a sudden applause and cheers filled the room, even Bakugou managed one clap. Kirishima, Kaminari, and Mina were now shaking and high fiving the now beaming Sero.
  • After the rescue Kirishima had been thoroughly scolded by his parents, his teachers and even a couple of his friends. He had just been doing what a hero would do, what was wrong with that? Nothing Kirishima decided, he saved one if his best friends and he would take any punishment anyone gave him with a smile on his face. When he arrived to class he was ready to hear the same speech from Mr. Aizawa about how he knew better and should have called pro heroes before diving in. “I told Midoriya this, and I’ll tell you it as well, you need to be more careful.” Kirishima nodded, “Yes Mr. Aizawa I unders-.””But,” Aizawa cut in, “I’m proud of how you tried to save your friend.” This was the first positive thing he had been told in the past couple of days and he felt tears coming and in a brave move he hugged Aizawa. The uncomfortable Aizawa now had to console a crying teen who was hugging him, he just patted the top of Kirishima’s spiky red hair.
  • When Aizawa was first introduced to the new class he immediately saw a problem child in Bakugou Katsuki. His angry and brash personality made Aizawa first think that he would never become a good hero. Then he saw something more in him, something that would make him a great hero someday. He defended all accusations of Bakugou being like a villain because they couldn’t be any more wrong about him. This boy would amount to do great things, but first he needed to get along with his classmates better. He was ready to intervene and tell Bakugou to be nicer to his classmates when he saw how Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero and Mina acted around him, and he realized that Bakugou would be fine.
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Happy Time Travel Tuesday, guys! 8D

It wasn’t often that Rex found himself confused enough to think he was back in the war. One of the rare moments was when they ended up working with the droids, and he’d called out for Cody, rather than Kanan. It had been a… real low point, for him, after they got back to base. Kanan offered to talk about it, but Rex had shut down. Zeb had suggested calling someone, and they had called Wolffe and Gregor, in the end. He’d talked to Wolffe until he’d fallen asleep, well past their planet’s midnight.

Kanan merely asked ‘you okay?’ the next morning, and getting a 'yes’ set them back to the status quo. He knew Kanan, Hera, and Zeb kept watching him, though, after that.

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So I was thinking about My Hero Acadamia and how some people are born with their quirks and most others express them somewhere between birth and four years old, and I put that fact together with Tooru’s quirk and the fact that young children have a tendency to remove their clothes for no reason(thank god they usually stop this by kindergarten), and I just want you to imagine what it must have been like to have Tooru for a kid.  Never before has a mother needed a sonar device to keep an eye on her daughter.

(also, special needs kids must be hell.  Severely mentally disabled kids already hurt their parents, teachers, EAs, and other caretakers all the time.  Working with them without getting hurt must be one of the most difficult jobs in the world in MHA)