so i was waiting for my bus at the bus stop; its a typical monday, im wearing my “tony stark did nothing wrong” shirt.
this 16 yo girl (she was also waiting for the bus i think lol ) keeps looking over at it, scowling. i’m ready for a fight just like i always am on tumblr, i can’t stand the fucking antis. i speak up. “u got a problem or something?”
the question’s not even fully out of my mouth and this chick starts going off, spit flying and all. “dont you know tony stark is a weapons manufacturer?!??? hes killed a SHIT TON of people” i’m shocked; i’ve never had a child speak to me that way IN REAL LIFE before. but i’m trained; just last week i doxxed a 15 yo girl who said tony was homophobic on line.
before i can anything though, this old lady steps up and says “tony stark is a hero u fucking bitch” then smacks the kid right in front of me and the other hundred people at the bus stop. i’ve never seen so many people clap before, i feel like justice has finally been served.
moral of the story: antis dont try any shit, we’re everywhere.
Saw that trailer of Spider-man: Into the Spider-verse, but you do not know much about Miles? I got you, fam.
Okay, this is going to be really thorough because Miles is under the pen of Brian Michael Bendis. If you are unfamiliar with Bendis’ style of writing, then I’ll explain it to you. Bendis is not a fan of the complete comic book. What I mean is that he will not wrap up a story in one or two issues because he focuses on developing aspects of the plot such as characters, their motivations, and the overall nuances to the world around him. Bendis displaces immediate action in favor of overall plot. He sacrifices pacing for development and most critics of his point out that sometimes they aren’t getting a complete comic book instead it just feels like a part in a story. I say “buy volumes, asshole” or just appreciate how well defined the world is.
Anyways, here we go.
Miles is a Black Latino American born in Brooklyn and is the son of Rio Morales and Jefferson Morales, formerly known as Jefferson Davis. Miles has an Uncle Aaron who does not get along with Jefferson nor Rio for reasons I won’t specify at the moment. Miles’ story begins when his mom and dad drag him to a Lottery. What kind of Lottery, you ask? Well…
A lottery that poor inner city kids enter into to receive private school education so that they actually have a chance at a decent life instead of thrust into Public School Zoning where they will most likely get shot at, join a gang, do drugs, and/or receive poor education. This is not made up. This actually happens in real life. Notice how there is a lot of people of color here? And before some asshole makes the remark that this is a handout, these kids are gifted and had to take a test to be entered in the lottery. Miles and a lot of these kids passed so they do possess the intellect to get in these schools. They don’t possess the money however. Anyways, Miles gets his lucky number drawn, 42(Jackie Robinson’s Baseball number if you don’t realize the symbolism), and he becomes enrolled in Brooklyn Visions Academy.
You’d expect Miles to be happy, but no one wants to be that jackass to be happy during someone else’s funeral or will reading. Not a great analogy, but you have future? Great. Everybody else is just screwed though? …Okay? Yeah. So Miles decides to tell his Uncle Aaron the news and he is proud of him. He mentions that he has an opportunity that he and Miles’ dad didn’t have when they were growing up and tells Miles that this is a ticket out of this cesspool a.k.a the hood…not what culture appropriating white people call the hood or I’m talking motherfucking get your shit janked Hood.
Miles sits down on a couch while he and Aaron are talking and he notices a pack with a mysterious red case.Aaron decides to get his nephew a Popsicle and notices that Miles is messing around with his stuff. Aaron acts all sketchy and quickly tells Miles that it is nothing when prompted and takes the case while handing Miles the Popsicle. Of course, Miles completely ignores the sketchiness of his Uncle because fucking Popsicles, man. His Uncle leaves him for a bit and Miles just chills out on the couch eating his swirl orange and lemon flavored treat. Oh yes, this is the life. Your parents are proud of you because you did something. People giving you popsicles and shit. Nothing can ruin this moment. He woke up this morning feeling like he got to thank God. He don’t know why, but this day was feeling kind of odd. 5-Oh did not even do no flexing. Sheeeyat, they did not even look in a brother’s direction. No Stop and Frisk in this bitch! Today was a good day.
That is right. A mysterious spider with the number 42(symbolism) on it’s thorax bites Miles. He freaks out and flings that eight legged fuck large motherfucker off his hand. Miles then trips over his Uncle’s coffee table and begins to have a seizure. His Uncle Aaron finds him on the ground as Miles begins to pass out. Miles wakes up and finds his Uncle tending to him. Apparently, Aaron had to call daddy Morales and Papa was about to stomp his foot up in Aaron’s ass.
Miles freaks out while Aaron and Jefferson are arguing and he decides to runaway from the commotion. Jefferson notices that Miles and missing and decides to go after him. He heads out the apartment and sees a swathe of people, but no little Miles. He heads out into the crowd, but there is a faint voice calling out to him that he doesn’t notice. As Jefferson keeps looking, Miles stands up and notices that something changed in himself.
Miles panics and begins to run away. He sees a pair of handymen carrying a T.V. in front of him and he is going full speed at them.
Motherfucka got hops like MJ. That is like a 72 inch leap. 6 feet in the air. Kobe be like, “Dayuum.” The crowd impressed with the nastiness stops and looks at the boy only for him to turn invisible. People freak out and Miles gets away from the crowd. He eventually meets up with a bunch of teenagers who are standing in front of an apartment. One of them tries to rob little Miles of his bookbag. Miles, not having their shit, grabs him by the arm and clings to his belongings for dear life. Something happened when Miles grabbed the little bastard and the bully stepped back in feeling something is wrong. All of the sudden, a surge of electricity courses through his body and the asshole is knocked out. The other teens watched the event and Miles feeling all big and bad yells out the teens to leave him alone…and then he runs away like a dork.
Eventually Miles meets up with his best friend, Ganke(pronounced Gain-Key). It also might be a nickname for Gankeyama. Regardless, Miles tries to show Ganke his power to turn invisible and well..
Ganke is not too impressed. Failing at the task, Miles inadvertently touches Ganke’s Lego construction that he was working on before Miles arrived at his place and…
This nigga did not just…
Oh hell no. No joke, I would have fucked Miles’ shit up if I were Ganke. Anyways, Ganke is impressed with the display in spite of Miles wrecking his hard worked on Lego construction. A really fucking impressive Lego boat. With sails and everything. Miles lucky that he is a friend because shit would have gone down.
Miles is not particularly thrilled that he has these new abilities. You see, in the Ultimate Universe having powers or even being a mutant sucks after Magneto and Dr.Doom decided to flood New York. Think like being a Muslim after 9/11. Yeah that bad.
Ganke and he are talking until Papa Morales arrives and takes Miles away. He is a little peeved that Miles ran away from him earlier, but they have a little father-son talk in New York Central Park. Jefferson tells Miles that Uncle Aaron is a bad person and is a cat burglar. He also tells Miles that Aaron has been and jail…and so has he.
Could you imagine telling your son that? They are raised to believe that only bad people go to jail and police are their friends. Then you have to tell them that you were a criminal. You were a bad guy. It is a conversation that you never want to have with your kids, but they have to know. Miles is amazed, but Jefferson is annoyed. His words?
So Papa Morales hates Mutants or people with super powers in general. Miles thinks he is a mutant and he knows he has super powers. Oh shit, character dynamics. Miles gets taken home by Grumpy Morales and then he gets a text from Ganke at night.
Miles has spider powers. And then the plot thickens…or thins…or lengthens? Whatever. Anyways, Ganke immediately comes over after Miles presumably texts back telling him what he just did and wants to see it from himself. Miles shows him.
Of course, Ganke is stoked that his best friend is Spider-man. After discussion, Miles and Ganke decide to go to Aaron and ask where the spider came from. They go to his apartment only to find the place emptied out.
Well that is not strange or peculiar for a man to empty out his apartment after a day? Anyways, that is not important to you right now.
They head back out and then they see a building on fire and the fire department trying to rescue a woman in distress.
In an act of heroism, Miles saves a woman and a little girl. He should be really proud of himself right?
So yeah, Miles doesn’t become a superhero because he rationalizes that there is already a Spider-man around. He can see the writing on the wall with how dangerous it is. He is scared. He is afraid. So Miles decides to live a normal life and goes to school. He does his homework and just lives his life.
And then, he gets a nightmare that Electro shocks him to death.
His Resident Assistant wakes both Ganke and Miles up and tells them to go to the auditorium. They get the news.
Well shit, man.
Miles decides to help Spider-man. Someone busted a cap in Spider-man red and blue ass and it also turns out Spider-man is fighting the Sinister Six while shit is going down in New York for reasons that I won’t bother explaining. Miles eventually arrives in Queens, in front of Peter’s home.
But it is too late.
Miles feels bad because he feels like this is his fault. He feels that he was coward for not trying to reach Spider-man. Maybe he could have helped him. He was given these powers for a reason and he chose not to use them and now Spider-man is dead because he was scared of his dad. He was scared of what others would have thought. He didn’t take responsibility and now Peter Parker is dead.
Damn. Of course, Ganke puts in a different perspective.
Miles and Ganke go to Peter Parker’s funeral where there are hundred of people gathered around. And they witness the impact, Spider-man had on people. They witness Aunt May and Gwen are stopped by a little girl who tells Aunt May that Peter rescued this little girl from a fire and she did not die because of him.
Miles calls over Gwen Stacey and asks why he did what he did. She shrugs him off at first still visibly upset. But eventually Gwen Stacey gives him this answer.
This is the connection between Miles and Peter. Through people who knew Peter, Miles becomes inspired just as Spider-man hoped his message of Great Power, Comes Great Responsibility. Just as that message was passed onto to his fans, the message is passed onto Miles. We will never personally know Peter Parker, but we are inspired by him all the same.
So Miles decides to redesign a costume and try his hand at crime fighting. Of course, Miles can’t sow so Ganke buys him one.
So Miles has the costume, the powers, and now all he has to do is just walk out there and do it, right?
Of course this doesn’t deter the little guy and he decides to keep at it until he gets a better costume. Although there are still people pissed that Miles is wearing Peter’s costume.
Spider-woman is pretty pissed that someone just decides to take up the mantle. So she confronts the new Spidey on top of a building. She accidentally knocks him out, captures him, and takes him to SHIELD headquarters. Miles wakes up to Iron Man, Hawkeye, and Nick Fury, with Spider-woman of course, watching him behind a force field.
That is right, Miles. Plead the fifth.
Nick Fury goes on to tell Miles that Aaron is also the Prowler. He also tells him that he needs a new costume if he wants to keep doing this. Of course, this interaction gets interrupted when fucking Electro busts out of prison, again. Seriously, why do they still keep villains in the same place where SHIELD headquarters are? Did they learn nothing?
Iron Man, Jessica Drew, and Hawkeye engage Electro to no avail. Electro is hellbent on killing Nick Fury so instead of trying to escape, he sticks around for his own personal headhunt. Of course, he is shocked(see what I did there) to see Spider-man still alive.
He subdues Electro. Kid is a G. So next day, he tells Ganke what happened and then they are confronted by a girl holding a suitcase.
And I’m ending this right here. By the way, this is the first 5 issues of the comic. I intentionally left out details as to where the spider came from and how did Peter end up getting shot and what exactly is the deal with his Uncle Aaron.
svtfoe is so much more the ships, ships are alright but so many people are forgetting svtfoe is also a show about:
- a deeper story about prejudice against monsters
-mystery and magic
-cute and fun characters and getting to see all their dynamics/how they interact with each other
-some very morals/lesson for kids to learn
-and a lot of creative overlooked concepts
-a generally an awesomely animated show with wicked/action fight scenes !!!
It’s just a wacky fun action-packed magical girl show that should be enjoyed as a whole!!! not just hyperfocused the romance aspect. We don’t often get a show like this, a show that does such a good job at teaching us how to have fun!
So this weekend I may have saved a little girl from a pedophile
So this weekend I was at a water park with my finance. I am on a lot of medication and overheat easily, and the park was almost empty so I would hang out in the wave pool to cool down while my fiancee went on the slides because I didnt want to slow him down but had to regulate my body temperature between slides.
In the pool I noticed a little girl, 6-9 years old, maybe. She was going up to adults and depending on their gender saying either “mommy” or “daddy” and climbing on them/being very physically affectionate (hugging, cheek-kissing). At first I thought these adults were family members but I noticed they all eventually abandoned the girl and went off with their own children. Eventually she came up to me and called me “Mommy” and the waves were going heavy so I thought at first that maybe she was confused/afraid/disoriented so I let her climb on me piggyback and held her above the waves and started to ask her where her mom was, if she needed my help getting back to her mom (in case the waves were making it hard for her to swim or disorienting her) and she told me “my mommy isnt here, you’re my mommy now” and i let her sit on my shoulders until the waves passed and another little girl called her over to play. I thought they were maybe together but realized they weren’t once they split up, so i watched her for a cycle or two before my boyfriend finished with the slide he was on and i asked him to keep an eye on her while I alerted some lifeguards because I was concerned for her safety/worried some perv would hurt her or try to leave with her. The lifeguards went to find her mom and I kept watching the girl from across the pool. Most adults reacted like I did, sort of alarmed and looking around for her parents but for some reason most of them just let her go without looking for her parents. Eventually she went up to a man who reacted in a way that appeared familiar, I thought he way maybe her parent but he started looking around the pool in a suspicious way. So i sort of walked over to them and the girl recognized me and immediately said “Mommy! I found daddy!” And the guy way too quick was like “Im her father.” And I was like “No, you’re not.”
I called a lifeguard over and over the radio we were told that her mother was located passed-out drunk in a room with her infant brother so I started screaming and pointing at the guy telling the lifeguard that hed tried to claim the little girl and they cleared the wave pool and I had to talk to the cops and shit but I guess the moral of the story is if you see something, SAY SOMETHING, because that pervert literally could have walked out of the water park and into the resort and hurt this little girl and she must have interacted with 10-15 adults other than me who just decided this kid wasnt their problem.
City of Bones:
It is noticed that Alec is gay for Jace several times. Also, Magnus flirts with Alec. 6/10
City of Ashes:
Alec starts to secretly date Magnus, but we don't see a lot of it. Also he's still kind of gay for Jace 6/10
City of Glass:
Alec wants Magnus to call him. Magnus tells Alec he loves him. Alec realises he loves Magnus. ALEC KISSES HIM IN FRONT OF THE ENTIRE CLAVE. But still not a lot is seen of them. Aline Penhallow realised that she's a lesbian. 7/10
Magnus calls Will handsome. No other gay. Very disappointing. 2/10
City of Fallen Angels:
Magnus and Alec are on a 'romantic vacation', But they do not come back until the end, and fight. Magnus makes it clear that he is bi. They make up and make out. 7/10
Magnus kisses Will, but as a ploy to get away from Camille. He notices how handsome he is again. Disappointing, but better than CA. 4/10
City of Lost Souls:
THERE ARE LESBIANS. THERE IS A LESBIAN COUPLE THAT EXCHANGE RINGS. ALINE THANKS ALEC FOR COMING OUT SO SPECTACULARLY. Magnus and Alec are featured once again, but fight a lot. Magnus refers to himself as a 'freewheeling bisexual'. Alec tells everyone what homophobia is like. Theybreakupintheendanditspainful. 7/10 (becauseofthebreakup.)
Magnus makes it clear that Will is handsome. He seems be in a 'physical relationship' with Woolsey. That means he hooks up with Woolsey. 5/10
City of Heavenly Fire:
THE QUEER IS STRONG IN THIS ONE. Alec and Magnus are broken up but are still in love. Magnus gets taken to hell dimension and Alec stops at nothing to get him back. A lot of kisses. Emotional scene with them and Magnuses dad. 'I don't want the world, I want you'. THE LESBIANS ARE BACK. BUT THEY GET EXILED. A FEW SCENES WITH ALINE AND HELEN. ALEC BRINGS OUT THE SASS AND COMPLAINS ABOUT STRAIGHT PEOPLE. HE WANTS A HOT SILENT BROTHERS CALENDAR AT THE END. IT IS REVEALED THAT MICHAEL WAYLAND WAS GAY AF. A LOT OF GAY SCENES 9/10
A LOT OF GOOD QUEER. KIT THINKS TY IS HOT. KIERAN AND MARK MAKE OUT AGGRESSIVELY TWO-THREE TIMES. Magnus is featured and talks about Alec and his baby. Mark and Kieran part at the end but Kit comes to live with Ty at the end. Kieran says he loves Mark. Mark loves Kieran. 8 and a half/10
Lord of Shadows:
THE LESBIANS COME BACK. I REPEAT. HELEN AND ALINE COME BACK. MAGNUS AND ALEC ARE FEATURED PROMINENTLY, AND ARE AMAZING AND CUTE AND DOMESTIC. SO ARE THEIR KIDS. DIANA IS TRANS AND WE HAVE A BEAUTIFUL SCENE WHERE SHE TELLS GWYN THAT SHE'S TRANS. KIERAN AND MARK MAKE OUT MORE. MARK, KIERAN AND CRISTINA ARE HEADED TOWARD A 'HOT FAERIE THREESOME'. KIT AND TY SEEM TO BE GETTING ON VERY WELL ;))) THERE IS A LOT OF QUEER IN THIS BOOK 12/10!!
Tales from the Shadowhunters Academy:
a lot of gay. Magnus and Alec are featured in most stories. They ADOPT A KID AND KISS IN BtEN. Matthew and James seem pretty gay tbh. There is an entire chapter about Michael Wayland and his feelings for Robert. There is ENTIRE CHAPTER ABOUT HELEN AND SHE SAYS SHE LOVES ALINE A LOT OF TIMES. THEY GET MARRIED. 9/10
The Bane Chronicles:
THERE ARE A LOT OF GAY/BI CHARACTERS. IMASU MORALES. MAGNUS CONSTANTLY SAYS HOW HES ATTRACTED TO BOTH GENDERS. MAGNUS AND ALEC HAVE A FIRST DATE AND AGGRESSIVELY MAKE OUT AND ALMOST BANG. MAGNUS SPENDS AN ENTIRE CHAPTER PINING FOR ALEC AND REALISING HES IN LOVE. We don't talk about The Voicemail of Magnus Bane but there's some I love you's in there. (Also 'you broke my brothers heart and I'm not going to stand for it') 9/10
If you mean “can birds knowingly go out and acquire illegal psychologically modifying chemicals for recreational use” I would say definitely not. However, birds can and have been observed getting totally sauced on various delicious fermented fruits.
some of the bullshit that’s come out of his mouth between my Medieval History and Western Civ 1 transcribed into RP sentence meme form. have a party with it, change pronouns as you need to.
“You shouldn’t walk through fire. That’s why God made it so hot.”
“Well, I’m ___, so of course I need a GIANT GUN.”
“I don’t care what fancy magic armor you wear, if a fat man with no pants hits you with a cleaver, you’re dead.”
“He’s like a walking encyclopedia of useless shit.”
“___ scared the shit out of everyone back in the day. That’s something that hasn’t changed.”
“And it was at that moment I realized there would be no peace.”
“YOU’RE THE SHIT!”
“At my age, the only thing that scares me is an IRS tax audit.”
“You can’t even get me to walk up a block to get a sandwich.”
“Come on, it’ll be fun! Do it for Jesus!”
“This is one thing Europe is good at. Exporting violence.”
“I’m sorry, I find it a little hard to believe that a bunch of guys smoking hash can attack anything. Unless it’s like, a pie.”
“One crossbow bolt later and I learned that toothpaste makes excellent makeshift wall Spackle.”
“The question isn’t why or how it could fall, the question is how did it last that long.”
“If you haven’t seen a breast yet you need to get out of the house.”
“First thing’s first, I’m kind of an asshole.”
“And that’s why my girlfriend doesn’t take me out to nice places anymore. Which is good, because I didn’t want to go in the first place.”
“Moral of the story? When something isn’t yours, you treat it like shit.”
“I like woodchucks. They’re the fat kids of the forest.”
“When the wind blows it’s like Satan’s hairdryer.”
“This cognac’s so expensive it’d be cheaper for me to do crack.”
“It’s like you know what they’re saying but you’re having a stroke.”
“No one likes you when you sleep with their wives and husbands and children.”
“Don’t do that. You’ll get warm. Then you’ll get sleepy. Then you’ll get dead.”
“This war takes fucking FOREVER.”
“It’s like going on a road-trip with Stalin. Like, there are fun times, where you’re in Vegas and drinking together, but then you’re digging your own grave in the desert because he thinks you cheated at blackjack.”
“He’s pretty much his sugar daddy.”
“Children are like little drunk people.”
“If you’re going to go all the way to another country and then still eat McDonald’s, you’re kind of an asshole.”
“How many prostitutes can you put in a boat? Let’s find out!”
“I say it’s a dead dog story, but I promise there’s a funny ending.”
“It’s like crack, if crack was cheese.”
“Picture a Playboy mansion gone wrong.”
“It’s like living in some bizarre fantasy porno.”
“He smells like something from the X-Files.”
“There are a lot of ways to die, but not many quite as stylish.”
“If you’re looking for a back tattoo this is the one you want.”
“Why does he succeed? He has a plan. Sounds stupid, but not many people have one.”
If kids can’t socialize, who should parents blame? Simple: They should blame themselves. This is the argument advanced in It’s Complicated: The Social Lives of Networked Teens, by Microsoft researcher Danah Boyd. Boyd—full disclosure, a friend of mine—has spent a decade interviewing hundreds of teens about their online lives.
What she has found, over and over, is that teenagers would love to socialize face-to-face with their friends. But adult society won’t let them. “Teens aren’t addicted to social media. They’re addicted to each other,” Boyd says. “They’re not allowed to hang out the way you and I did, so they’ve moved it online.”
It’s true. As a teenager in the early ’80s I could roam pretty widely with my friends, as long as we were back by dark. But over the next three decades, the media began delivering a metronomic diet of horrifying but rare child-abduction stories, and parents shortened the leash on their kids. Politicians warned of incipient waves of youth wilding and superpredators (neither of which emerged). Municipalities crafted anti-loitering laws and curfews to keep young people from congregating alone. New neighborhoods had fewer public spaces. Crime rates plummeted, but moral panic soared. Meanwhile, increased competition to get into college meant well-off parents began heavily scheduling their kids’ after-school lives.
The result, Boyd discovered, is that today’s teens have neither the time nor the freedom to hang out. So their avid migration to social media is a rational response to a crazy situation. They’d rather socialize F2F, so long as it’s unstructured and away from grown-ups. “I don’t care where,” one told Boyd wistfully, “just not home.”
A group of 10 teenage girls come into the restaurant.
“What time do you guys close?”
I say, “We close at 10:00pm”
She replies, “table for ten please”
A little frustrated (because I’m not a fucking hostess/server) I seat them and inform them that a server will be with them shortly.
I have to go to the back and retrieve a server who just got her tips from the day and is packing up to go home.
“_____, we have a table of ten for you..”
She started to cry because she had been there since we OPENED that morning and hadn’t seen her babies that day.
Obviously she’s angry too, and it shows.
But she’s still attentive to the young ladies.
They don’t get up from the table until almost 11:00 and come to the front to pay.
“Our server was a bitch”
“Our server was mean”
“Our server didn’t like us”
“Your server just wanted to go home an hour ago,” I say.
“It’s her job, she’s getting paid, so what?”
I let them know that she’s worked hard today and wanted to be able to see her kids before her husband tucks them in bed.
They pay, leave no tip for her, and leave the building.
The moral of the story is that it’s not “cute” or “cool” to go to restaurants late at night right before they close.
Workers want to go home.
Workers want to see their families.
Workers want to get sleep so they can do it all over again tomorrow.
It doesn’t matter if you’re rude or polite.
When we say that we close at 10:00pm, we would really like to ACTUALLY close at 10:00pm. And even if you leave RIGHT AT closing, that server still has to clean up after you.
Make sure the table is clean, make sure the floor is clean, make sure the dishes are clean and put away, make sure they have their tips, and get a manager to walk them to their car.
We don’t care about your $3 tip.
We want to go home.
I said before that I would write something about our need to be held accountable for our actions, even if we’re disabled, and I finally found the time to do so.
When I hear Neurotypicals talking about autistic people, I’m usually hearing two extremes : we’re either “cinnamon roll who can do no wrong” or “potential school shooters”. I mostly heard the first opinion, though, usually connected with ideas like “They don’t know what they’re doing” or “They’re not conscious about their own actions.”.
And it’s not just autistic people. Disabled people in general are treated as “angels”, as if the simple fact of being disabled could “wash” us from any possible sin and prevent us from committing any possible fault.
When a disabled person is doing something wrong and there’s retaliation for their actions, there’s a real “chance” that a herd of Neurotypicals/able-bodied people will suddenly find themselves wearing a shiny knight armor to “protect” them.
There was this video about a veteran in a wheelchair who was attending a protest in favor of Trump. An antifa protester emptied a little bottle of water on top of him and that’s it.
And suddenly, there was an uproar from the alt-right, as if it was the worst thing that could happen. Watering down a disabled person, how could you ? He’s innocent and all, it’s so cruel !
First of all, we don’t need to be defended by people who think we should be exterminated or locked away in institutions, thank you very much. Secondly… This guy chooses to support a racist manifestation willingly ? And like… You’re treating him as if he has no agency of his own ?
Being disabled doesn’t put us on a pedestal. We’re flawed disabled people, we can be assholes, we can be sexist, we can be racist, we can be homophobic, we can be transphobic and, yes, we can be ableist. And I expect us to be held accountable for our opinions and our actions.
I’m no angel. IRL, I was an asshole quite a few times and I was also selfish. I lost friends and, sometimes, it was because of me, because I was stalker-ish, because I didn’t listen when they told me that I was overstepping their boundaries and so on.
I could say : “Yeah, it’s my autism, I was not responsible for any of it” and I could let people say : “You were innocent, you didn’t knew better.”. But I don’t want to. Because guess what ? Even if I “didn’t knew better”, I want to learn how to be a better person.
In one of my older posts, I used a transphobic language to talk about a bunch of characters. Someone was kind enough to tell me about it. And I corrected my mistake. I didn’t knew better and then, I tried to become a better person. This is how we should act. This is how people should expect us to act, like everybody else.
I don’t want able-bodied people/Neurotypicals to treat me as a kid/innocent angel. I’m neither of those things. I’m an autistic woman who is screwing up a lot, that’s it. I have an agency of my own and I expect other people to acknowledge it, for better or worse.
I think it’s an effort that has to come from disabled people as well as able-bodied/Neurotypical people. We need to learn the difference between explaining how our disability is affecting us and excusing our actions with our disability.
For example, if I let something fall on the ground to cover my ears and protect myself from a loud noise, and this something breaks up, I can explain that, because of my autism, I can’t stand loud noises. I’m not excusing myself, I’m explaining why something happened.
But, let’s say, if I told a racist/sexist/homophobic joke, with or without understanding the subtext, and if someone is calling me out on this, I can’t just say “I’m autistic, I didn’t understand.”. Yes, I can say it, but I also need to apologize. Because it’s a shitty thing to do. And I also need to stop doing these things.
Able-bodied people also need to stop going to the two extremes I mentioned earlier. Our disability doesn’t make us “better people”, but it doesn’t make us “potential threats” either. There are lots of autistic people, lots of disabled people, and our choices and our actions are defining who we are, not our neurological condition.
If a cashier is wrong and give to you too much money, it’s your choice to either give it back or to keep it for you. And being autistic/disabled won’t mean that we’re all going to make the same choice. We’re different. We have different moral grounds. Different backgrounds.
Long story short, don’t treat us as “little kids or angels who can do no wrong”. This is because of this harmful thought that we’re represented in media by characters like Sam from the tv show “Atypical”, who can lock up his girlfriend in his closet without facing any consequences for his actions. It’s wrong.
I was a kid in some sort of a post-apocalyptic, desert town and I pushed another kid down a 1 meter tall wall. He didn’t hurt himself save for a few scratches, but I was branded a criminal for life and got shunned. 10 years later, the father of that boy yelled at me and I wanted to spit on him but I was too dehydrated Irl to do so.
I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Nineteen
Summary: It’s Father’s Day and, for the first time ever, you have a father to celebrate with. Your and JJ’s gift for Jensen goes viral, leading to a much needed conversation between Jared and your new father. Words: 3.3k Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Danneel, JJ, Arrow, Zep, Tom, Shep Warnings: fluff, mild angst Beta: @blacksiren
Vows to protect them and love them despite what trials may face him in the future
Cries more than you do at the birth of your first born
Is an expert at childproofing the house but forgets to include himself in the process
Constantly stealing back Weasley Wizard Wheezes products from your child
“Little one, we’ve had this conversation before. If it’s on daddy’s work desk, don’t touch it. I know it looks like candy and you want to eat it but your mum would kill me if you turned green like a toad for the day.”
Is the over enthusiastic dad at all the sporting events
Your kids gazing out the window and waiting by the front door at 6:30 on the dot for George’s arrival
He always spends time with them and plays dress up with your girls after work no matter how tired or how rough of a day he has had
George bragging about your beautiful family
Family dinners together every night where each member of the family tells their favorite part about their day
Works extra hard at the shop so he can spoil his kids
But makes sure to save money on the side for their Hogwarts days
He wants nothing more than to give his kids good quality supplies because he knows how it feels to be teased and bullied for something out of his control
Although he refuses to give them all brand new accessories since you both agree everything should be in moderation
Your family being raised off good morals and kindness
But also a lot of laughter and fun
Teaching your kids how to play Quidditch
Taking them to matches when they are near by
He would be really uneasy when your daughter starts dating
“Y/n, darling, I don’t know how I feel about this.” “George she’s growing up. She can’t stay your little girl forever.” “That I strongly disagree with.”
Tells endless bedtime stories to the kids about their late uncle Fred
Freaks out when your eldest receives their letter to Hogwarts
“You’re gonna love it there! Wait- stay right there, I need to go grab that map. I sorted out all the secret passages- you’re going to have a blast.” “Sweetheart, what your father means is, don’t forget that you’re there for school and your education comes first, then the fun.” “No, no, that’s not at all what I meant.”
Family road trips together
Your son getting a spot as a starter on the Quidditch team his second year as a Beater and your daughter as a Keeper- George actually loses his mind over this
He refuses to miss a single match
Your family being very close with the rest of the Weasley’s
Play dates with the cousins
George suggesting a move after a few years as a resident in Diagon Alley
The apartment above the shop was becoming far too stuffy for your growing family
George also wanted to have another child and he knew you would not agree due to the cramped living environment.
He also wants to settle down more and live a domestic life dedicated to you and the kids
But the shop is still in close commuting distance
You would move into a spacious humble home where the two of you would soon be welcoming your next child
George almost shedding a tear the first time your daughter pulls a prank on him
Family baking contests every Sunday morning
Your team usually winning which George loves to pout about
“Aw don’t be such a baby. It’s not my fault our son is a culinary genius!” “Yeah but I called dibs on having him this week.”
Family game night every other Friday
Even though you have kids and are as busy as ever, George still makes sure to keep the romance alive if you know what I mean (;
Being a very large and close loving family which is all George every wanted