#the autism is winning and i am cheering it on

[instrumental-break]

i’m on a legally blonde kick a falsettos kick and a something rotten! kick. 📞 💬 oh what’s that? it’s just a fixation on christian borle? goddammit not again

#this is how the last month has felt #i have resorted to writing my own fic plot ideas when fic updates are slow/nonexistent. #i have watched legally blonde at least 4 times. falsettos thrice. working on a second sr! watch. #and only yesterday did i realize it’s called ‘omelette’ because it’s a corruption of hamlet. #the autism is winning and i am cheering it on

[heavyhitterheaux]

I want to do this before I forget!

2023 was a big year of wins for me, and of course, my Jack Harlow family was beside me through every single aspect of it. Thank you to the ones who continually support me with every reblog, like, and comment and never switched up on me. I am grateful for every single one of you, and I do not take it lightly. I started writing more consistently and posting on here for an outlet to deal with my mother passing, but I never thought I would gain lifelong friends in the process.

Yall cheered me on when I graduated in May

Listened to my vacation stories when I went on my cruise, North Carolina, for a wedding, and of course, the most recent one being Louisville when I met our beloved Urby baby!

And listened to my crazy nurse stories lol

@a-moment-captured Melissa, my bestie, my MiMi 🥹

What is understood doesn't need to be said. I can literally call you at any time during the day or night and know that you will answer. Thank you for always being there for me and your endless love and support. I will continue to push you to be your best self and I know that you'll do the same for me. I think of Coit as my own and thank you for sharing and helping me to understand autism better so that I can be of help to my autistic pediatric patients. Big things are in store for us in 2024!

Hot Chips and Bad Decisions

@hoodharlow and @nattinatalia 😘🥰

I can't even tell yall how much I love yall asses lmaooo

The two people that I literally cannot go a day without talking to. Thank you for always being a listening ear and making me laugh. The two of you know that I will be here for you both until the wheels fall off no matter what. Our group chat is lit, and I already know that it's only going to get better in 2024 lmaooo

@harlowsbby 😘💕

My muthafuckin treacherous twinnnnnnnn

I love you bad, but you already knew that. I love that you feel comfortable enough to come to me and ask for advice about what is going on in your life and I will never shy away from helping to try to get you to make the best decision. You already know since we talked about it to keep your head up and focus on yourself all of 2024, and I feel that it will be amazing for you. Remember, I am always in your corner and cheering you on.

@sinsandsuccubus my little sister Luna 🥹

My sister wife! I absolutely adore you and can always count on you to listen to me rant about absolutely anything. Forever proud of you for graduating this year with a degree in fucking engineering!! A black woman with an engineering degree? UNFUCKINGSTOPPABLE. You are doing the damn thing so you better keep going!

I adore each and every one of you and I pray that 2024 is a better mental health year for everyone and we get those goals accomplished! Remember that I am always here you for if you want to talk and my inbox is always open.

Happy 2024 🥹💕

Love, Muva 💋

#with love from ree

[wjehfshs]

Hello, hello!!

I wanted to request a m/n who is a new recruit in tast force 141 but he is disabled, well not physically but mentally and m/n was also born prematurely which causes m/n to be much skinneir and shorter then the rest of the tf141 (hes about 5ft 5, but still very strong, can lift up ghost like hes a bag of cotton). And when he joins tf141 he doesnt even know the basics and the team is like "how tf did he even pass the standard test??" And everyone in the base thinks that m/n is a lost cause and he will prob be transfered somewhere else and one of the tf141 members (maybe price or ghost) takes m/n under their wing and teach them the basics and they are SHOOCK by how fast m/n can learn, like you could leave m/n in a room with a rifle he's unfamiliar with for an hour and m/n would have mastered the rifle. M/n also takes advantage of his disabilities (such as: autism? Tricks himself to hyperfixate on military and survival things. Permanant little lines in his vision? Uses it as a sniper telescope and can get a clear headshot from 4000 meters with a pistol. His 5 senses are hypersensitive? Uses it to detect and locate enemies and pick up small changes in the wind which helps him be a good sniper. M/n also cant remember anything for the life of him but he creates a technique that lets him memorize pages upon pages of things in mere minutes, m/n also learns languages for fun (that includes sign language too), also knows body language very well so he is usually there during interrogations to confirm if the prisoner is lying or not. And in one scenario m/n and tf141 are cornered and the soldiers are giving up going "we are not gonna win this one" or "its over" and then m/n gives an inspirational speech which somehow works. M/n also just... refuses to die, like he could have multiple gun and stab wounds but still be fighting like a tank. And when off the battlefield m/n is just... so metally disabled, you could walk up to and tell him something ,he will stand there for a few seconds to understand what you said and then respond as if he didnt just stand🧍 completely still for a solid 10 seconds looking like he was re-loading, also bumps into things right infront of him, trips over everything, most likely dyslexic, does dangerous stunts for fun and bets.

And thank you very much!!♡♡

I’m disabled myself so M/N is so me 💪 love when people ask for disabled reader

Reader is disabled/prematurely born, reader is 5,5 but strong asf, reader is a bit slow but also a walking book at the same time, reader knows multiple languages, please let me know if I got anything wrong as I am disabled but I’m only autistic, sorry I wasn’t feeling up to writing the speech, roach appears briefly

You had been born before 35 weeks

You had some seeing issues, which meant you needed glasses, not a problem apart from the fact that you where quite literally blind without them

You where also diagnosed as autistic at 9

You where heavily bullied throughout school so you decided to not only get strong but also join the military

When the 141 first saw you, how short you where, how skinny you where and your files listing your conditions they all silently agreed you wouldn’t make it through and either die on the field or be transferred

God they couldn’t be more wrong

Once during sparring, even with your short stature, you easily tackled Ghost down

He didn’t even have any time to react

Once the 141 was struggling on the field, you decided to give a motivational speech to cheer them up

It worked

A lot of the time when someone would tell a joke you didn’t understand, you took awhile to understand it but once you got it you usually always laughed

You where a sniper which concerned all of them considering you has seeing issues but Shepard was adamant that you where the best of the best

They only actually understood this when you got on the field

You where taking down the enemy from far away with no issues

They all thanked you for saving their asses out there, without you they would’ve all been dead

They asked you later how you managed to get so good at this stuff and you went on a 2 hour rant about how you forced yourself to hyper-fixate on the military so that’s how you got so good in such a short amount of time

Once they had a prisoner from the other side, you wouldn’t let up on being in there with Ghost

Eventually they agreed

First question you immediately pointed out how the prisoner was lying

How could you tell?

You explained his body language gave it away

Later on they asked you how you knew that and you revealed you knew multiple languages, including body language

You and Roach would regularly have conversations in sign language

Most of the time it was too fast for everyone else to read your hands

Honestly yes it did take some training from Price to get you to this skill level but that doesn’t mean you weren’t fucking terrifying

What confused them was you somehow managed to forget your own last name but you’re able to answer any question about the military

You where like an infinite pit of knowledge

Once you where out on the field and you got shot right next to your heart (later found that out when you where in the infirmary)

Even with blood spilling out and some other stab wounds here and there you went on

It’s like you weren’t even shot

What shocked them more was once you where on a stealth mission with them and you heard footsteps that no one would’ve been able to hear

You shot the guy with your silenced pistol as everyone quietly thanked you

They have major respect for you and honestly a few of them including the rookies look up to you

#cod x reader #cod #cod mw2 x reader #cod mw2 #cod mw x reader

[ferretwhomst]

putting this undwr a readmore not because it's triggering or anything but it's just Long and related to boards and i don't really want to see that when i scroll on my blog. anyways

not super thrilled about tomorrow. it's my french oral board exam and orals always send me into this horrible spiral because i tend to freeze up and overthink what i'm about to say and forget words at the worst possible time. it's too spontaneous for me !!! and as a guy with autism and anxiety, improvising is literally my Weakest link. well ok the roleplay always goes fine because a. you kind of have a set template as to how to reply, and b. you get 10 minutes to think about how you're going to respond before going into the exam. but that only counts for 10 marks; the full thing is 40 marks and the bulk of that is covered by the two topic conversations. it's a huge gamble as to what topics i get and if i get ones which i'm not super sure about i tend to fumble immensely

honestly when i think about the bigger picture i don't even know What i'm upset about. i scored really well in mocks (35/40) and even in the test series before that, the time i thought i TOTALLY FLUBBED the topic conversations, i still got 31/40. that's not a bad mark at all. i think my anxiety just exaggerates how badly i do on these and doubly so because french is one of my favorite subjects and i'm GOOD at it. but yeah. even without taking marks into consideration it's just really bothersome to me how unpredictable orals are, could Not be worse for my anxiety 😔

actually, i forgot to mention that during boards they don't even release timings for the orals. you just report to the classroom at the allotted time and who goes in what order is not revealed, at all, until that moment when they have to go in and answer the questions. which is total bullshit and as you can imagine is only making me more fucking terrified about tomorrow

also: the rest of my boards officially start on the 26th of april so why do french orals have to be shoved in my face so damn early :/ obviously it'll be nice to get it over with sooner, but if i fumble i'll have to sit and try to make peace with that for like 2 weeks extra?

ALSO also idk if i've talked about this here but my mom is really into vedic astrology and shit and ended up raising me to be the most superstitious and paranoid individual alive (everyone cheer for my undiagnosed probable ocd swag). and not only is mercury retrograde currently on but also tomorrow is amavasya/no moon day and both of these are supposed to be unlucky as hell And God I Am Scared. genuinely my paranoia gets so bad during this time of year whenever i do anything i start worrying about the worst case scenario. because bad stuff ALWAYS HAPPENS during mercury retrograde and i'm scared it'll happen tomorrow at the worst possible time ☹️ man i hate being superstitious why can't i just be whimsical

small win though: despite mercury retrograde, at least the printer worked tonight when i was printing out vocab sheets

#for context a. my first memory of mom mentioning mercury retrograde was me as a kid asking why the printer wasn't working #and also it usually fucks up at the worst possible time during mercury retrograde HSNDKWMA #also don't feel obligated to reply to this this is kind of just me talking to myself #it'd be nice but you don't have to #ferret rambles

[skyafied]

My OTGW phase came back early this year

I put it on while I was doing chores and my dad, who happened to be in the room, fell for one of the classic blunders: showing any remote interest in something I am obsessed with. We then proceeded to binge the entire series

I now send him any OTGW related media I see and he likes it. Autism win!!!

Also here are some little uncanny sketches I did in like two seconds on some sticky notes without a reference. Cheers!!

#eden art #this is one of my favorite shows of all time!! I don’t care if it’s not Halloween yet #it is in my heart!! #sorry it’s a little wonky this is my first time properly drawing the boys haha #I swear I will get to those asks I’ve just been going through a pretty major burnout as of late #my bad!! again!!! #otgw #over the garden wall #wirt otgw #greg otgw #beatrice otgw #but only a little LMAO

[austinstyles]

Grammy’s night

Harry Styles x fem autistic reader

Warning: kissing and spelling mistakes.

Note: this is my first Harry Styles fanfic and I am excited. And yes I wrote a other autistic reader fanfic hope everyone that reads this enjoys it. And also request are open.

Y/e/c; your eye color.

It was the night of the Grammy’s and you were at the award ceremony with your boyfriend Harry Styles and you were so excited and nervous to be their. It was loud noises and you were prepared before hand by having brought with your noises cancellation headphones, because as an autistic person you prefer that the noises around you stay at a comfortable volume. But mostly you were excited to support your boyfriend. You were siting next to your boyfriend and holding one of his hands in your hands. “I am so excited to be here with you Harry.” You told him. “I am so excited that you are here with me y/n.” Harry told you.

Your boyfriend knew all about your autism and he was respectful and he did not suddenly treat you like you couldn’t do specific things because of your autism. You were putting on your headphones, but you can still hear what is being said but the noises around are now not so loud. As the night progresses the trophies are being given out one by one. Then came the category’s Harry was nominated for and you were getting excited at the thought of Harry winning his nomination’s.

And then everyone around started to clap even you did, because your own boyfriend won a Grammy and you were cheering and smiling.  Harry has together won 9 Grammy’s with all the trophies, but not in the same night, but at every Grammy Harry has been to and we’re nominated for and ended up winning. “ You did so amazing Harry I am so proud of you.” You said to your boyfriend when he sat back down next to you and you were not lying one bit when you told your boyfriend. “ thank you so much y/n. You are an amazing girlfriend and I feel so lucky to have you in my life.” Harry told you when he sat down and kissed you on the lips for a few seconds and then pulls away. 

When the Grammy’s were over the two of you got in the limo and was driving away to get home. And again in the limo you were kissing each other and being so madly in love. Even with your autistic personality Harry loves you for how you are. After pulling away from the kiss you started to chat about one of your hyper fixations and Harry did not mind one bid he loves to see you happy and knows you love to talk about your  interests.

“ have I ever told you that your the best boyfriend in the world Harry?” You asked looking right into his green beautiful eyes.

“Yes you have y/n, but you can keep telling me that for as long as you want.” Harry said looking right into y/e/c.

“ I love you for ever Harry.”

“ I love you forever as well y/n.”

Thanks for reading, and hope everyone enjoyed reading this fanfic.

🩷😃👍🏻🖤🌸

Grace

#harry styles #fanfic #autistic reader #harry styles fanfiction #austinstyles #austinstyles writing #multifandom writer #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #harry styles fic #harry styles fanfic #fanfiction

[pjsk-writin]

MR SHOWTIME ON SPOTIFY

MF MR SHOWUTME ON SPOTIFY U DONT UNDERSZAND HOW IMPROTANT THAT IS TO ME I LITERALLY WILL NEVER EVER LISTEN TO ANYTHING OTHER EVER AGAIN /HSRS

I'M GENUINLY EXPLODING RN MY AURSIM IS AUTISM-ING SO HARD RN I AM PHYSICALSLY NOT ABLE TO DO ANYTHJOGN ELSE BUT STIM RN WHAT IS GOING ON I'VE BEEN WAITIGN FOREVER FOR THIS TO FINALLY COME ON HERE WAAA 😭😭

OMGOMGOGMKG YIPPEE CHEERING RN WIN !!!!!!

#mod amia ! #silly moments !! #🎡 anon

[creativewriting2023]

Stuck on a plane

It was rainy outside, the worst day to be on an airplane but Tori scanned her ticket, sat down and sighed. The scent of peanuts entering her nostrils made her nose itchy.

“I really hope that nobody sits next to me.” She sat by the window seat gazing out at all the people waiting to go on the plane. “Great, packed” she said mostly to herself.

The plane was quickly getting crowded and loud, so Tori put on her headphones to mute the sounds and listened to Kung Fu Generation. She, like her brother, was Autistic so to help herself not get anxious she turned on her music.

As the last person got on the plane the captain shouted on the intercom.

“Good day folks we are heading to Winter Park, Florda, USA. Hold on tight” The captain said with a cheerful voice. “Lot of folks here going for the school there”

The last person sat down, next to Tori. “E11 that’s my seat.” Said a familiar voice

“Oh no��� said Tori, recognizing the familiar voice. “Kenji” Kenji has been her least favorite person in the world since grade school. “Couldn’t have been anyone else?” Tori mumbled under breath.

“Oh, hi Tori, what are you doing on this plane? You are not smart enough to go to school in America.” He snicked. “What? Are you going to FSU also? No way same school, same school since junior high.

Tori clenched her fists, “How in the world did you manage to graduate well enough to get into university?” Tori said through clenched teeth.

Kenji sat down. “Same reason as you are apparently.”

Tori glared at him then sighed. “Whatever you say.”

Throughout the whole plane flight, they argued about silly things.

“I asked for the pillow, so I get it, I don’t care if it’s the last one,” Shouted Tori.

“I have a bad back, so I thought maybe you’d let me have it,” shouted back Kenji.

“Well, I’m not that nice!” Said Tori.

The rest of the plane was not too happy about the two fighting.

“Please you two, you have been at it for hours some people on the plane are trying to sleep,” said an elderly man. “You two need to make up and stop this quarreling.”

Finally, they fell asleep, Tori was dreaming of being the best writer and winning a reward for it, she was on stage crying tears of happiness. She got up to the podium and thanked her family, friends, and colleagues. She was handed a reward, and she blew kisses into the crowd. Then she felt a poke on her shoulder. Then she woke up.

She looked over and saw Kenji and sighed knowing it was just a dream. Kenji was awake and staring at her. Grumbling from getting woken up by an amazing dream she looked at him.

“What?” Tori asked.

“Why do we hate each other?” Kenji asked with a serious face.

“You beat up my kid brother for being different, because he as autism.” Tori said angrily. “You said he was stupid, that’s why I hate you, I don’t know why you hate me. You know I have autism too but you never tried to beat me up” Said Tori

Kenji thought for a second “That’s because you’d kick my” Kenji said to himself. “I guess I have no reason to hate you. I apologize for hurting your brother. I am going to university just for disabled people to help them play games.” Kenji said

“Wow, that’s pretty cool.” Said Tori. “That’s a very respectful. What you did was very mean but it’s the past and you are apologizing so let’s make a truce.

“Thanks.” Said Kenji as they shook hands and enjoyed the rest of the ride to America.

#creative prompts #creative process #plane #creative writing #japan #full sail university

[captainkurosolaire]

I challenge you to pick five Tumblrs in your social circle and tell them something you admire about their blog!

Only 5? I could probably do 500. However, that's determined by what's considered my social circle. I'm often in my head being incredibly social continuously is really a challenge of mine. I'm always actively marching to something, my flame of passion when I have it, I can do some crazy stuff but it diminishes relatively quickly, so I try to cling. But I'll up your thing and list 25 of my fave people. Ask me this same thing in a Month, I'll keep doing 25, until I do all the people. How about that? (If anyone wants to be taken off mention let me know.)

@eligos-venator

- Has one of the most intelligent and sophisticated minds, I've had the pleasure to know. Literally admire all his aesthetics, work, head-cannons, ideas. It's only a benefit that the dude shares some OC characteristics to my own (Winning features). I really enjoyed the short-thread we did. It was incomplete, mainly because of my faults. I want to actually be better to give him a proper delivery and RP worth his time, but he's incredibly worth the investment of eyes.

@mischiefandmystics

- If there was a Mount Rushmoore of writers who kept me in this endeavor, encouraged me. Sun'ra is one of them. His characterization skills, writing, the delivery and how believable his character is, they're masterful acts.

@mishivymendi

- I wouldn't be nearly tamed or as creatively freed if it wasn't for this gem. She broke my shell, I really didn't at a time ever see myself being anything really beyond a smut writer, but Mishi not only saw potential in me, but brought it out. Her stories and world's she brings to life are so majestically colorful.

@asymphonyofash

- My go-to. He's another pillar individual who saw things in me past just the obvious perception, (Probably second longest XIV RPer I know.) Taught me a lot of the lore, I shot him up and he's sort of become my stapled rock. He's right aside Sun'ra met them about the same, both took me under their wing's as I quietly observed and absorbed.

@lavender-hemlock

- We're always up and front with each other, never feeling like I couldn't say anything around, extremely rare to share that these days. Her gif's are legendary, something on my own terms I want to soar in quality. The writing she does is astounding. Character has so many mysterious pages that are quite addictive to want to explore and learn them. (Encore 20 below-cut)

@under-the-blood-moonlight - Her sweetness and artwork and overall is just a friendly presence to be around. I cherish them so much. One I can jive with more darker undertones with. She's one the most hardworking and ambitiously creative people. I'd mail them infinite hugs if could. Thanks for being you! @roxinova - I owe a lot of credit to her. She's constantly OOC and everything was nudging me too be more inclusive to things and involved heavenly. It's rare for me. I'm really horrible about that my autism sets me back socially, I constantly will be drowned by the next day and be reverted back to better off alone, that's my major crux and weakness. But her thoughtfulness, these things, aren't ever foreign to me, I do pay attention probably better than any would ever give me credit. She's a beacon model to have as a friend. @corpse-dancer - Haven't ran into many words with them, but her character, screenshot game, expressiveness, they're all a marvel to constantly see, alongside her attitude and bringing life character. I do think if I were better, we would click quite splendidly. They've recently reminded and motivated me to pick-up my daily-practice, or try too. Keep being a rockstar. @fair-fae - Few who wouldn't know who she is in this community. She's been in my opinion a huge core. I'm certain she's inspired many who weren't even RPers too try it by seeing her at the Quicksands or elsewhere, a tyme ago. Making no exception, I was even one of those. I used to be in QS every-single day and was often doing my shameless stuff. Though her presence first did show me there's a lot more. I admire her in all fields. Also appreciate her adopting me to the FC and her always thinking of others and giving events, or her aesthetics and portrayal, its the epitome of swan elegance. @thorcat - One of my most treasured friends. Been RPing with them for a longtime. There's never anything complicated between us or a rift of drama, it's just let's go and have fun. We really mesh well, I've welcomed nearly ever character and got the privilege to RP with nearly all them. They always open up envelope and help me, settle on back and just laugh. Whether used to be waking up to their characters humping my afk one or use randomly having a hardcore banter between Ufah and Captain and capturing them as a voidal pet. Memories with them isn't something I'd ever want to lose. I love ya! Never stop enjoying life for anything. @lukawarrioroflight - I get in the gutter find myself lacking motivation or writing, discouraged even... But I never have felt, I could ever do any wrong with this person, they bring the light out of me. So no matter what, how many hospital-beds I yearly visit, it's because of this rare nature, that I come back, even if they're the only one's ever to read my stuff. I would do it for them alone. @scholarlybreadbun - I've only been back recently and they've so much warmth. Their presence is the sun of inviting. The couple and posing all the shipping that stuff makes me even melt. I'm not particularly talented in regards to posing couples, but I took notice of them along time ago and set on quietly improving. Really like them for them, wouldn't ever want them to change that. Ideally look forward to be in their orbit longer so I can bask in them. @seascrapes - Been mutual with them for a while. Their aesthetics and character is all S+ level. I appreciate throwing back tagged prompts with them, one of many people I really think would be enjoyable to collab with any other seafarers. The artwork and pieces of Tal Brook, are breathtaking as ever exceptionally too, not to mention. Love your stuff matey, you're a king. @mai-takeda - Is a myth. Her absolutely sheer friendliness and her attitude, are so positive influencing, I was so thrilled to be welcomed with her and boosted by them early on. I couldn't see myself, wanting to exist where they didn't have happiness like the same she always delivers by just doing so many soft-things. Not to mention her writing... She's a whole world to throw yourself gazes

under. @zhauric - It doesn't go far either without the same breath of Mai, I could say about Zhauric. He's someone worthy to look-up and also recognize they're passionate and inviting, hoisting up literally everything. Could easily find any of their characters comrades with my own, or jiving alongside. Not to mention last XIVWrite, they slaughtered it. So enjoyable to read them all. I like how organized their blog is too, motivated me recently to redux my entire thing. @cadrenebula - They have so many diverse characters and their entire roster is vibrant and is imbued with a massive flux of life. They are able to encapsulate so many character's voices and portray them so effectively too, I really admire that greatly. They've made me think bigger and try myself recently at actually undertaking a huge roster of characters too. I've taken many breaks, but I always am so graciously returned often with them close-by and that's so incredibly sacred. I've seen a lot of people get discouraged or quit, leave, departure, etc. But they always seem to have a bigger house then they had last I took a break and I enjoy peaking in. @silvernsteel - Her artist and gif-work are awe-aspiring, there's little unrecognizable by her photo-sets and edits. They helped me even tip-toe into uncharted with giving me the recipes to try incorporating gifs into my arsenal. Plus so delightfully pleasant to actually talk with and just chill. I want nothing less in life, than the beauty they give, to be returned to them for eternity in all their glorious air. If ever needed anything of me, they've got me. @spotofmummery - We talk about passion or friendliness or overall a person to even remotely try to be, I got to include them. Their web-series and writing, screen-work, everything they do is fantastic. And that's furthered back nearly any I've met showcase or immortalize how just genuine of stellar person they are. I wish them always the energy to create and sparks. @snow-covered-moon - They've never been anything less but absolutely a diamond to know. I enjoy their character, their almost always abundant of energy that's very rub inducing. Their WoL character stories, writing, screen-shots, everyday they open up a new pandora box of joy, there's no mistaken love behind their character and that's infectiously easy to also enjoy something when the author does too. Always healthy to be around, I never feel short of vitality when they're close-by. @letheofthelost - Always cheerful or least encapsulates with me, they're a carnival ride. Just pure epic story-telling and engaging equally as passionate, constantly writing characters, not looking for anything outside of RP or anything really just being their selves, they fade all others. I love their presence, them as a person. Enjoy any character they'll ever come and throw under me, or a change of pace. Always feels easily understandable between one another. @crow-iv - Together we're an unfiltered, unstoppable wake of pure passionate writers and art. But I would say they're far ahead of me, in every regard. Already able to portray multiple characters in a scene and do such in-depth thinking, alongside even sketch or draw right afterwards or a scene. They're so talented, huge reason I set-out on giving them a Crew of cast and actual stories to-tell when I'm actually caught up and if they interested and we both have the room, I really think if further myself, I can be better and supply more for them to draw and I want to see them soar. I want to give them all my improvements and effectiveness. @trishelle - They've such a reinforcing personality and aura around them that easily bolsters anything that dares thinking they're about to be depleted so energizing. Aesthetics, characters, all them are so lively that further compliment their own mun's great welcoming presence. Worth hundreds of smiles and stars, keep high. Wish I had more time to dedicate to learning you! But I do notice and appreciate you. @fracturedfantasia - One of my people, I like to retreat and just talk my full

head-cannons with or learn, share insightful and inquisitive thoughts about philosophies and multi-culture things. Or plotting and in-general, they're a well of information and brimming ideas, they are every making of what makes a quality friend. When you can generally be open-about-all that's a real one right there. Their characters and tarot readings, I always would implore if they're offering. Thanks for giving me any-time. You're truly a treasure. @violet-warder - Never have even came to words with them yet unfortunately but didn't mean as a mutual, I haven't admired all their screenies, writing, or the aesthetics they bring of their character. Glamours is real end-game, I like all what you've done and put together. I care strictly about what represent and give, I don't want to see them ever think anyone want's them gone, they are abundantly so talented and possess things only they can deliver. I think recently came back too, and I'm glad to share, hopefully, overtime I can build you better up. Or eventually even talk, but I'm certain you are a busy-body person too, so we're relatable. @layla-grey - I have a lot of underline issues that set me back as a flawed person, but I've never not been anything but someone who's open, it's why I always do include my f-list in anything or etc. I'm not here to present this facade, and really don't care to be an image crafted by another. No one as of recently or now, am I close with as an RP partner or friend with then this stunning masterpiece. I never let-up on story-telling or anything so I can eventually use my Crew or other Characters, to give them anytime a master entertaining day, they push me to not be short-changed. IC and OOC I would devote my full attention too cause they've never shed from me. Didn't ever matter how much silence or anything, they're always around. And don't expect anything out of me or pressure. Just accept me and I equally share that sentiment, I want you to have everything in this world has to offer. ----- This is just a fraction of people, I've paid attention, noticed or know. I've been around in this Community for many years. There's a lot of things I could say about it, more probably then anyone else. But what matters to me, is recognizing the people who are here, that work hard, build others up, support, constantly are a beam. I don't need to interact with everyone, to know when someone is generally out for good. Or they're out for bad I've learned inquisitiveness longtime ago, I had to survive and remain afloat. I just go out and be me, and along the way, I get to find people like these, who help bring out the best me. I am nothing without these people, creators, writers, artist. I'm a terrible friend, horrible person, I don't have the energy to interact NEARLY with as much as I'd like with you all, If I could clone myself, or if things were different, I would drop it all to be in your orbits more if could. But, do know I appreciate you. And even if you ever do depart from this whole community or anything, know that anything you share, or give, that stuff does matter, somewhere, someone was aspired, if nothing else, by me. ONLY you can give the worlds you see and I am thankful. Do love yourself.

#I acknowledge you #Love you #Keep doing you #Asks answered #I'm the one guy who's never not going to be filtered or unspoken #To many people have left or been broken #Don't you ever think about it. #There's so many many more #But I'll recharge for next time

[punksarahreese]

Coming Out | Sarah Reese

Prompt #1 from Nova’s pride 2021 list

Word count: 2224

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Sarah always felt like maybe she just wasn’t right. There must be something wrong because she never seemed to fit in. With her absent mother and her father who left as soon as he had the chance, she somehow felt alienated in her own home. Back in public school she never had many friends and always spent her free time with her nose in a book. Popular girls turned their nose up at her comfy clothes and unruly curls, claiming she didn’t put enough effort into her look. As she grew up, her social skills never really felt like they improved, instead Sarah would just mirror the actions of those around her in hopes that they would accept it. Yet she still went through high school being called a freak and being called out for “copying” everyone. It never made sense to Sarah, how people could make friends and converse so easily. She felt like she would sound so cliche whenever she thought about it, stating that she never fit in with the other girls, but it was true.

Sarah knew about her bisexuality from a young age, that was no secret to her. She read the term in a mental health book of all places, while she was hidden in a nook of the middle school library. It was common sense to her, of course she liked more than one gender; who didn’t? She would come to learn that sexuality was a bit more complex than that, though it would take a bit more research. It felt so black and white in Sarah’s mind but a lot of people didn’t agree with it, so she let her sexuality remain a secret for a while.

Still, she had her fair share of crushes on girls and boys in almost every stage of her life. One casual girlfriend in her undergraduate program was still the only real experience Sarah had though; until Joey at least. Neither relationship went very far, either due to Sarah’s confusion with all things social or the lack of spark there. She was so busy with school and work, and her partners in both situations just didn’t feel a connection after some time. Joey was an odd one in particular and Sarah wasn’t sure if it had been more of a him thing or her inexperience that ended it. It was weird and the end didn’t hurt as much as it maybe should have.

Her autism diagnosis was not a shock to her, though it had been to her mom. The week of her 16th birthday, Sarah had made a doctor's appointment and asked to be screened. It was the first time she could make medical decisions on her own and she wanted to know already, even though deep down she had a logical hunch. Years of research and even self-screening through countless medical journals had told Sarah she was probably autistic, so she wasn’t too surprised when she got an official diagnosis less than two years later. It was sensical to her really, the way she thought and felt and acted was so different to everyone else, and an actual label made her feel so seen. This was part of why she didn’t fit in, it wasn’t her fault it was the inaccessibility of normal life that made things so much harder. Her mother didn’t agree, she hated the idea of having a neurodivergent daughter; though she would never say it. Instead any mention of autism was ignored and Sarah’s needs were not accommodated until the day she moved out. It was how life at home had always been, as unfortunate as it happened to be.

There was something else Sarah should have seen coming, with her knowledge that she wasn’t the same as everyone else. Autism often came with a disconnect between the definition of gender and one’s identity and Sarah was no exception, since social constructs almost always went over Sarah’s head. She never felt right calling herself a girl and her brain always had a half second protest whenever she ticked the “female” box on any form. Still, she tried not to think about it too much. She didn’t feel like a boy either, she knew that for certain, so that was that.

It was, in fact, not that. As she got older and the internet queer community expanded, Sarah was exposed to more research and experiences of others in her shoes. Genders outside the binary existed, it was made clear to her, and pronouns were not restricted to those assigned at birth. It was a whole new realm of possibility and it scared Sarah more than she was happy to admit. She wasn’t a girl and she knew it, yet she also wasn’t not a girl. It was so confusing, which is why the thought was almost always pushed to the back of the mind, hidden away to worry about another day.

Curiosity got the better of her one day, though, after reading a forum about neopronouns. Someone was talking about their experience using she/they pronouns, stating that it helped them relate to her identity way more than birth assigned pronouns ever had alone. The poster had noted that they always felt detached from femininity and it was almost as if they were culturally female yet mentally out of the binary. It was that comparison that clicked with Sarah and she couldn’t stop herself from testing the theory.

“Sarah uses she/they pronouns,” she stated tentatively, “Their name is Sarah and she uses she/they pronouns…”

The instant gratification shocked her a bit, unsure of why it felt so right to say such a sentence. A few minutes passed as she sat in silence in front of the laptop, mulling it over. Something about the dual pronouns felt freeing, the idea of not being bound to just the ones she was so used to using. Maybe it would be okay to try them out for a while… just to see if it stuck and still felt as validating as it did alone in her living room.

Telling someone was the next step, though, to see if they were actually comfortable with these pronouns being used about her. Sarah was apprehensive, it would be scary to ask someone to use something different, especially after all these years at Med. Still, she had no reason to fear her friends and colleagues, they should be able to accept Sarah’s wishes.

It took a couple weeks before they were ready to bring it up, after a lot more self reflection and some serious deliberation. She thought this felt right, using new pronouns like this. They weren’t too sure if non-binary was the right label for her, but it didn’t matter in that moment. One step at a time was enough and really there was all the time in the world. So one day while a group of them were at April’s apartment for dinner, Sarah decided to speak up during a lull in conversation.

“Um… Can I ask you all something?”

Eyes were on them in a second, with a chorus of nods and agreement following almost immediately. She trusted everyone there, it was only April, Noah, Natalie, and Connor. Connor had brought Doctor Bekker too but Ava had always been nice enough to Sarah so she wasn’t worried. Besides, the rumour was that Ava wasn’t straight, if Sarah chose to listen to gossip, so she of all people should understand.

“What’s up, Sarah?”

Smiling shyly at Noah, who had looked at her curiously when he spoke, they nodded slowly before starting, “Uh… well I have done a lot of thinking lately… I want to try using she/they pronouns. So I want to ask you all to use both sets of pronouns for me.”

The silence scared her at first, instant regret setting in. Sarah wasn’t sure if that was bad or not, especially with the confusion on Nat’s face. Surprisingly enough it was Ava who broke the silence and Sarah caught the sharp nudge to Connor’s ribs that the surgeon gave before speaking.

“Okay, will do. Thank you for trusting us with that, Sarah, especially me since I know we don’t speak often.”

It was the nonchalant words from the blonde that helped them relax a bit, looking at Ava in silent thanks. She glanced at the rest of them shyly, hoping the worry knitting her brow together wasn’t too apparent.

“Um,” Natalie’s interjection was the most feared, though Sarah hated to admit it. It’s not that Nat couldn’t be trusted, she was just a little new to things out of the cisgendered-heteronormative binary and it made Sarah worried she wouldn’t be immediately accepting.

“What exactly does that mean?”

Sarah stifled a sigh of relief, an explanation was understandable and not the worst answer, “So basically I am comfortable with both she/her pronouns like you use but also they/them pronouns in the singular sense. With me you can use them interchangeably, I just like both as opposed to just she/her. I don’t... completely identify as female, I guess you could say.”

“Oh!” Noah nodded, “Like ‘Sarah said she was going to the lab, they will be back soon’?”

Sarah smiled at his excitement to understand, “Exactly like that.”

“It might be hard to adjust at first…”

“But we will still try,” April added to Natalie’s words with a pointed look, “Thank you for telling us, Sarah. We will do whatever you need to feel comfortable.”

“Reese?” When Sarah looked across the table at Connor he continued, “These two sets of pronouns, do you want us to use both at the hospital or just the ones everyone knows you as?”

“Oh yeah,” Ava agreed, “Don’t want to out the resident before they’re comfortable.”

Hearing someone else use “they” while referring to Sarah made them inexplicably happy, unable to stop the little happy hand flap she often tried to mask as she looked at Ava again. The surgeon seemed to notice the grateful glance and she nodded, a charming smile on her lips. Somehow it helped that Ava wasn’t close to her, maybe because her quick acceptance made the whole situation feel safer.

“Um, maybe just keep it between all of us at first,” Sarah answered slowly, “I’m gonna tell Maggie and Doctor Charles eventually, Ethan and Will too, but I want to give it some time before everyone else knows.”

“Got it,” Connor agreed and raised the glass of whatever alcohol he had brought with him, “Cheers to Reese’s self discovery, then.”

That made quite a few of them laugh, especially Sarah, because it eased the tension. It was still a bit weird for them, she knew that it would be an adjustment, yet no one had stormed out or gotten upset so it was a win in their book. It might take some more explanation for some time and some gentle correction, from what she knew, but it was a good start. When the conversation drifted back to lighter matters, talk of work and jokes about other things, it felt like a weight had been lifted off Sarah’s shoulders. It wasn’t perfect but they felt accepted for the most part, which helped.

When April hugged them before everyone left for home, Sarah just thanked her quietly. It went without saying that arguably her closest work friend accepted them wholeheartedly and they would probably talk about it again one on one. April just hugged Sarah a bit tighter, a reassuring murmur that things would be just fine reaching Sarah’s ears.

It was a clear night when they stepped out of the apartment complex, stopping to admire the stars for a moment before heading to her car. A call of her name had Sarah turning, though, and a familiar blonde was hurrying to catch up with her.

“Sarah, hey,” Ava’s friendly smile was visible thanks to the street lights, “I just wanted to tell you I’m proud of you for doing that. I don’t know if anyone has said it to you but I know how hard coming out can be, even as an adult. If you ever need to talk to anyone, I’m around, okay?”

“I-” Sarah felt her cheeks redden a little and they were grateful for the dim lighting that may have hid it a bit, “Thank you, doctor Bekker, that means a lot.”

“Please, call me Ava,” she laughed a little before glancing behind them, “I need to drive Connor home before he tries to walk, I’ll see you at work maybe?”

Sarah pursed their lips, stifling a laugh herself as she watched the other surgeon, clearly more than tipsy, hovering behind them looking lost, “See you then.”

“We can maybe get coffee some day,” Ava added nonchalantly as she turned to walk away, “Bye, Sarah.”

Sarah was left hovering by her car, the blush having returned to settle on her face. Once again their social skills evaded them, wondering if that was an allusion to a date or if Ava was simply being friendly. Either way, the immediate acceptance and friendly gesture from the supposedly cold and competitive surgeon was enough to make her giddy, shocked with how easily things went over. Not only did Sarah successfully come out to half her friends, but they may have made a new one in the process. It wouldn’t always be easy, she knew that, yet this was a situation that they decided to count as a good experience; all things considered.

It made her feel like maybe there had never been anything wrong with them at all. They were Sarah, that’s all, and in that moment maybe she was more than enough for the right people.

#am i projecting? #i guess we’ll never know #:] #anyway #I wasn’t going to make reesker happen but my little gay brain said it’s pride month #<3 #the pronoun thing was hard because I wanted to use she/they from the start but that would have spoiled the build up #i hope i did this justice #she/they sarah rights babey #sarah reese #this is so bad and so unedited <3 #but it’s also the most I’ve written in weeks

[vex-bittys]

Hi, I was wondering if I could adopt a bitty, I am creative, sometimes moody, and I am on the autism spectrum. What bitty would you recommend for me?

Hmm, here are the lamia bitties that I would recommend for you:

Papython (UT!Papyrus): Papythons are sweet and affectionate lamias. A Papython loves a creative adopter and doesn’t mind some moodiness. Papython would also strive to understand your specific autism to be the best companion that he can for you.

Honey Bo (US!Papyrus): It takes some time to truly win a Honey Bo’s trust, but they are a very loyal lamia to an adopter that they do trust. Honey Bos are great listeners and very perceptive of an adopter’s needs and moods.A Honey Bo would probably have a playlist of songs ready to cheer you up.

Chain (SF!Papyrus): Chains form a special bond called a SOULbond with their adopters (or possibly another bitty). This bond allows the Chain to be in touch with an adopter’s emotional state. Chains are very loyal and strive to make sure that their adopter is always happy and safe.

*Let me know if you’d like to adopt a lamia (or lamias), and I’ll write up a scenario for you!

[oregonrighttolife]

National Geographic’s new photo campaign highlights people with Down Syndrome "Look at us a little differently" is a series of beautiful and dramatic portraits. “Ida, you are a beautiful girl.” “A beautiful woman! Beautiful photograph!” “Great haircut!” These were the comments below the photograph of this unique model, published on the National Geographic channel on Instagram. They are comments that belong with any fashion photo – praising the beauty, styling, and hair — except the model isn’t a girl working for the best fashion houses, but Ida, a teenager with Down syndrome, posing naturally and gracefully for the photographs of Marcin Zaborowski, a journalist and photographer working for National Geographic Poland. “I had the privilege of carrying out a part of a very unusual social campaign (…) The photo shoot was very demanding (it was my studio debut), but most of all I am happy to have had the privilege of winning the smiles of the youngest ones for a few hours,” wrote Zaborowski on his blog. The portrait session, which was created as part of the second edition of the campaign “Look at us a little differently” (the first one took place in 2016), breaks social taboos. Smiling, cheerful, beautiful faces of people with Down syndrome that we see through Zaborowski’s lens not only familiarize us with people with Down syndrome, but also show that it is not an obstacle to making your dreams come true. Their photos were published on the website of the Polish edition of National Geographic. Thinking differently about disability The campaign “Look at us a little differently” is an initiative of the Association of Families and Friends of Children with Down Syndrome, or “Iskierka,” in Szczecin, Poland. The association makes sure that Down syndrome and autism are not associated with suffering and unhappiness. On their website, there are stories of people demonstrating that these conditions are not the end of the world, but rather the start of another, equally full and happy, life. Instead of fear and prejudice, they offer smiles and openness to others. “ - @natgeopl https://www.instagram.com/p/BrRHA4oHUvG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=nox0lkq7b85o

[bloojayoolie]

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We sometimes come ound and drink with him but he refuses to leave the house -One night while he's sieeping, EB's fucked up sister C's faul, that's pretty much the main subject of t. I don't get why she'd need to say that but whabever Tels me he waan't that close with his family back home his dad is fucked up with grief and everythings just a mess ie doesn't want to go home because he has nothng there other than remnders, but doesn't want to stay here because of what has pened Does his best to be the usual bi9dck coolguy that he always was, puts on a brave face but f you c h him on his own he's luckn9 merable ite gets in 갠 few fights when we're ot dmkrg ry one who gnestmamy 5hvt gets m edistety fucking amidated none ofths ads everyone on" that he used to do s fighting back tears already guessed, but he starts teling me about how he blames himseffor what 거had pened to his sis have tucking known better >Lterally carrot change his mid anthis shit, looks like he has himse#1uly convinced th this is his taut we talk about old imes laugh a be things actualy seem back to normal for whie Ainight mabe. Let's have one for old tme's sake, ae? 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#funny #lol #humor #memes #meme #memehumor #dank memes #funny pics #rolf #lmao #Af #Anime #and Appare

[yes-i-also-miss-our-talks]

I'm super angsty so how about a one shot of like, when Libby starts developing feelings for Lee at the very beginning and her trying to distance herself from him for a while because like she seems to believe he'd be better without her sadly and him not realising why and being sad but then she realises it's not helping either of them and he doesn't find out why she did it but it's cute and they're friends again at the end please and thanks lol

Ahahahahahahahahahahaha I can’t write short things so here’s a case study of their relationship loosely (?) based on this ask whoops I have important assignments to do but nope here I am

“He’s cute, don’t you think?” Zoe asked, leaning in conspiratorily. “In a puppy kind of way. One look at him and your heart just fuckin’ melts. I want to cuddle him so hard.”

Libby gave her a concerned look. “You know he’s sixteen and I’m an adult, right? I think it might be illegal for me to answer that question.”

Zoe rolled her eyes and laughed. “Okay, you got me there. Say in two or three years, when he’s not jailbait anymore, would you agree that he’s schnuggle material?”

Libby wrinkled her nose in mild disgust. “Is that some sort of euphemism? I hear you use it a lot and Evan’s face gets really red whenever you do...”

“What? No!” Zoe’s face was a mixture of horror, confusion, and mild amusement. “No, it’s like snuggling, but not. It’s more warm and fuzzy than snuggles, so we call it schnuggles. It’s a Murphy family trademark.”

“Somehow, I’m still not convinced.”

“You’re the worst. And don’t think I don’t see how you’re trying to avoid the question.”

Sighing in defeat, Libby looked across the room to the corner where Lee was sitting alone, face partially buried in a book. His leg tapped consistently and the end of one of the strings of his hoodie was stuck between his teeth. Despite the nervous fidgeting, he still turned the pages of his book without a problem, and his eyes showed quite clearly that he was far, far away from the rest of them. 

Zoe was right. There was something undeniably endearing about Lee Paige, but Libby just couldn’t put a finger on what. If it was his big, dark blue eyes, the way his floppy hair always looked soft, the naturally sweet, boyish way his face was put together, or something else entirely. 

Two years later, Libby still can’t figure out what it is. His eating habits have improved, so there’s now a glow to his skin that hadn’t been there when she’d met him. He’s become more comfortable with laughing louder and smiling with teeth. His mindset still wasn’t always positive, but he could at least be honest with his friends about when it was bad. There were still days that he couldn’t, of course, like two weeks previously when he’d had a panic attack while helping Libby study for her upcoming finals.

She’d never dealt with a panic attack before. Alana going into sensory overload or her mother sobbing uncontrollably after waking from a nightmare, sure, but this was uncharted territory. She’d heard enough from Evan and other kids with anxiety to know that telling someone to take deep breaths only made it worse. So, instead of trying to make Lee calm down, she’d wrapped a blanket around his shoulders, dimmed the lights in her living room, held his hand loosely, and hummed the lullabies her dad had sung to her as a kid. Eventually, his distress had left him be but drained him of energy, so Libby had to call Annaliese and explain why her barely eighteen-year-old son was going to be spending the night with a girl who was nearly twenty-two.

Lee ended up asleep on her couch, wrapped in the same blanket she’d given him at the start of it all. Libby had dragged a sleeping bag out of her closet and slept on the floor next to the couch. When she woke up the next morning, the first thing she saw was Lee. As she made that first, cat-like stretch of the day, her hand accidentally brushed his hair. It really was quite soft. She spent several long moments playing absently with his hair before realizing what she was doing and bolting into the bathroom.

They’d spoken over breakfast at the cafe down the street from her apartment. She walked him to his car and hugged him before he got in. For all intents and purposes, Lee and Libby had parted on the exact same terms they had been on when they met up the previous evening.

Still, they hadn’t spoken since. Libby had tried texting him, had even typed out messages and been a millimeter away from hitting send, but her mind always conjured the feeling of his hair between her fingers right as she went to make a decision.

I can’t have a crush on Lee. He’s young, inexperienced, wracked with insecurities - and this is all assuming he’d like me back. He’s still got so much growing to do, and I’d try to convince him to do it my way whether I meant to or not. I can’t do that to him.

With that in mind, Libby went back to hanging closer to Alana, even if it made her the third wheel to the mush fest that was her cousin and Zoe. Lee went back to hanging on to Jared. Ben made a friend. Finals came and went. Libby got her credential. It worked out alright.

“Hypothetically, which two team members would be the ultimate power couple?” Jared read. They were doing a lighthearted Q&A for the You Will Be Found YouTube channel and most of the questions had been similar to this. “So I guess we’re excluding the actual couples we’ve got here, then.” The rest of the gang nodded in agreement. “Alright, since this is purely hypothetical and not at all bound by reality, I’m gonna go straight out and say Alana and me.”

“Was that a lesbian pun or a pan pun?” Zoe asked. “Because there’s nothing straight going on between the two of you.”

“Yes,” Jared replied, not looking at her. “Either way, Team Autism for the win. Everyone else can go home.”

Zoe snorted and poked him with her foot. “Well, I’m formally nominating Libby and Lee.”

“Ooh, I’m with her on that,” Alana agreed.

Libby looked down at her hands. She did not want to know where Lee was looking.

Jared turned and gave Alana a look that was both annoyed and betrayed. “You’re with Zoe on everything,” he whined. “What am I, chopped liver?”

“You’re a dick,” Connor corrected. “And I’m with Zo and Lon on this one. Hypothetical Lee and Lib would kick Brangelina’s ass.”

“Enough from you, Wednesday,” Jared decided grumpily. “Is anyone on my side?”

“I nominate Lee and me,” Ben decided. It was one of the few times he’d opted to participate in a video and a single of perhaps a handful of occasions when he’d spoken unprompted.

Jared groaned and threw his hands into the air in surrender. “Alright, alright, Leeb wins. I’ll set the wedding for labor day 2017.”

Zoe frowned. “Leeb is a shit ship name, Kleinman.”

“I didn’t ask for this!”

The comments of the video were widely people either debating ship names for Lee and Libby or cheering on the fact that there were others who ‘saw the obvious romantic tension’ between the two of them. Libby felt mildly sick to her stomach.

“He was kidding about us getting married, right?” Lee asked, coming into the kitchen and startling Libby from her thoughts.

She laughed. “Oh, yeah. He loves you way too much to hitch you to me of all people. The internet will be disappointed, but you’ll be safe.”

Lee shrugged. “I can definitely think of worse things than you.”

“I appreciate the compliment, but you’re allowed to have the bar a bit higher than that.” She laughed as she took a sip of coffee.

“I think the bar is right where it needs to be.”

Libby smiled and set down her now-empty mug in the sink. “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.”

“I need you to know that you didn’t do anything wrong. I’ve been crappy lately and none of it’s on you. If you can swing it, I’d like to go back to where we were. If not, I totally understand and I’ll respect it. Any and all the space you want, you can have.”

Lee gave her an amused smile that lit up his sweet, boyish face in a way that made Libby’s heart melt.

“Did you miss the part where I said I missed you, too?”

#asks

[underbananamoon]

TED, UNRAVELED

Memoirs are my favorite books to read, along with nonfiction, and also biology and neuroscience, and autobiography and biographies too. I read this one:

Like all of us, he started life as a baby, and then became a child. To be exact, he lived in Massachusetts on��74 Fairfield Street. Many decades later, after achieving a notoriety that surprised him, he revisited that child home. He told the current owner Ron Senez “I just stopped by to make sure you’re taking proper care of the house.” For some time he sat in Ron’s young sons’ room (Ted’s old bedroom as a child) and regaled them with stories. Ted showed them where he’d poked holes in the plaster and he told them a tantalizing story about a mural of “a lot of crazy animals” now covered by their wallpaper.

He started out drawing humorous cartoons for beer, oil companies, and the like, with a long-running very popular campaign for a bug company. (photos found at https://aoghs.org/petroleum-art/seuss-the-oilman/ ) His early work for these ad companies had many touches of the fanciful animals we would all come to know.

Of course he eventually fell into children’s books.

Suess’s wife was fond of saying that although Ted was witty, funny, somewhat introverted, and pleasant he was never happy when he was working on a book; but happiest when he finished one. Writing the rhymes, he’d often fill in the last word as ‘duh-duh’ or ‘dum-dum’ and then he’d toss and turn on his couch in his office, read a nonfiction book or mystery to clear his mind, walk the beachfront property, scour thesauruses, and eventually replace the fill-in words with the rhymes. He kept a paper bullseye of his father’s hanging on his office wall, where his father had gotten the bullseye dead center, to remind him of perfection. He had the bullseye till his end of days. (Ted was a chain smoker and eventually a dentist found cancer under his tongue which spread. He did not like hospitals and often refused treatments that may have prolonged his life a bit.)

When he first started, it was especially hard writing the Beginner Books series. There was a pedagogical rigor to the adherence of the approved word list. 361 approved beginning reader words to be exact. Authors were encouraged to have no more than 200 of the approved words per book. No “ed”, “ing,” or “er” endings of words were allowed either, except if it was specifically listed. Plurals were allowed but only if they were made by adding an “s.” Only approved contractions. No possessives. Finally the list was amended to allow “emergency” words, words not on the list but absolutely necessary to the story. Ted was quite a prankster and sometimes purposefully submitted x rated verse to Random House, and looked forward to the phone call that would surely follow! Truly, he would get a scolding, but he always left them laughing.

Example, an early “Hop on Pop” submission just to see if Stan was paying attention:

When I try to read, I am smart. I always cut whole words apart. Con Stan Tin O Ple, Tim Buk Too Con Tra Cep Tive, Kan Ga Roo.

Or

This prank while working on “Dr. Seuss’ ABC:”

Big X Little x X…x…X Someday, kiddies, you’ll learn about sex!

A more elaborate prank was played on a frequent house guest to the dinner parties at the Tower (he and his wife’s home in LaJolla). The man was always going on about how he collected fine abstract art. One day, Ted made up a fanciful long-syllabled-made-up “artist” name, worthy of his Suess books, and said that he had in his possession a rare abstract artwork by this big wig so and so “famous” artist. The man replied “Oh! I have always wanted an art piece by that artist!” Dr. Suess said he’d be willing to sell. Not long afterward, Dr. Suess presented the man with a framed abstract artwork (paint barely dry) that he’d secretly, and quickly, created himself. The man oohed and ahed! Ted could keep a straight face easily. Just when the man was ready to hand Ted a very large sum of money, Ted’s wife stepped in and said the prank had gone on long enough! Laughs were had all around. I wonder where that art is today.

Dr. Suess (he dropped out before he earned a doctorate but was to go on and be awarded honorary ones) was serious about “brat books,” as he affectionately called them. He felt the Run Sally, run!” books were detrimental to children and insulted their intelligence along with being boring and not stimulating in children a desire to read. Though he never had children, (his first wife, who could not bear children, took her own life in the Tower, devastating Ted), he knew how to be in a child’s world and also how to create worlds for them to be in.

From his home in LaJolla California, where he lived in what was known as “The Tower,” he’d receive more and more mail as time went by. He’d even have children ring his doorbell often asking if he were really Dr. Suess, or to wish him a happy birthday, and then run away down the hill. At first he answered the fan mail but it got to be so much, that eventually most fan mail was answered with a copy of a signed form letter Ted had written and drawn on himself, thanking the letter writer and explaining Dr. Seuss’s mail delivery was slow because he lived on a mountaintop where mail could only be delivered by a Suessian beast called a Budget, pulling a cart driven by a Nudget. Imagine having a copy of one of those today!

He was a true storyteller, granting few interviews, and always showing up for events, especially early on, if there was an arranged deal that he would not have to speak in front of the crowd. About himself, he told and retold stories so much that often many accounts of the same story are different. It was part of his charm. The office at Random House, which he visited when he hand-delivered finished books to read them aloud, much to everyone’s delight, he had a hand in decorating to suit him! The office there was whimsical, as per his decorating instruction.

Ted was terrified of public speaking, but toward the end of his life, he managed  to speak publicly in simple rhymes. They were short, to the point. For example, if asked to speak to college grad students, he’d step up to the podium, deliver four verses of rhyming advice, and amidst cheers he’d quickly leave the podium.

He didn’t preach, but his stories often were about big issues. Yertle the Turtle (who represents Hitler) was written in delightful anapestic tetrameter. It was banned in some areas for being ‘too political.’ Sneetches on Beaches was written in 1961 to teach children about discrimination. He wrote the book to address how different groups of people didn’t like each other during World War II. A number of the Seuss books address the subject of diversity and teach children to be fair and treat people equally. And there’s my favorite The Lorax. I don’t mean the silly movie adaptation, I mean his version, the book. Ted was a stickler on getting every single color in his books the way he wanted. He’d have loud conversations about this. And when a few stories were made into cartoons, he wanted them his way. It was his work. Not so sure he’d approve of the Grinch That Stole Christmas movie that takes liberties with his writing (sorry Jim Carrey.) But who knows… Back to The Lorax which was written in 1971. It chronicles the plight of the environment and the Lorax “speaks for the trees” and confronts the Once-ler, who causes environmental degradation. At the end when the last tree stump remains, there is written upon it one word:

He’s left a legacy. I can’t begin to recount the tidbits I learned from the book. I do know that somewhere in this house I’ve got an “adult” Dr. Suess book, full of his art meant for adults. No I can’t find the book, but I was able to locate a few of the art pieces from this site ( https://www.drseussart.com/secretandarchive ):

CAT FROM THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS

THE RATHER ODD MYOPIC WOMAN

Art in My Life and Other Updates

Finally finished the mime video for the event in October. With son Silas’ video production skills much appreciated. Cannot share until after event at CARD (Center for Autism & Related Disorders). It is a great feeling of accomplishment to have something creative come to fruition after much work. And although never really achieving my “unique” artistic vision, nonetheless it becomes an eccentric but heartfelt entity all its own!

Received these from a friend on a day I much needed a smile:

My 19 yr. old cat has been having seizures, one of which he had on my lap. When he does this, his mouth snaps open and closed, biting the air. My finger was in the way. He ended up biting my finger which can be dangerous. I can barely move it and am on antibiotics.

My son is in a highly creative mode of life, having won a contest recently. A pill company sponsored a contest whereby they send you a red and white capsule, and you sculpt art to go inside it. His creation (on the right) is a tiny wax skeleton, a casket and dirt from our yard, all of which fit in the capsule. He didn’t win first or even second prize but the contest judges like his and another person’s submissions so much they created a special category:

Another of Silas’ works:

Like me, he picks up interesting things by the roadside. He made some into this:

Silas and his girlfriend are going to be featured in Keri Bower’s film “Desire,” in fact we have more taping to do later this month. Silas is supplying music for it too.

For the most part, I keep to myself. I enjoy my day job as a QA software tester. I love deeply and am loved deeply by my small circle. I am currently grateful thankful and even at times hopeful that the world is going to be alright. Although the times we live in are painful to bear witness to, a lot of the time. Currently I am enjoying the respite here in the east from the heat. Fall is coming on.

In my free time, I do my house chores and run errands and adore grandchildren and keep up with doctor appointments. But I also do what I’ve always done- fill my need to create. And also to advocate, occasionally consulting with college students when they are studying or writing about autism and/or selective mutism. I occasionally get emails that humble and thrill me. I received two such emails this week. Which I’ll share here. Sometime ago, I was published in this book:

I got an email from Belo recently, here it is in part:

Dear Firsts Authors,

I have some wonderful news to share. Firsts has received a gold medal under the nonfiction anthology category from the Reader’s favorite Awards. This means you are all now award-winning authors!

…..There will be a ceremony in Miami on Nov 23rd, 2019 to recognize all winners.

…..They will make the official announcement on Oct 1st via their website and Publisher’s Weekly. While they haven’t made this entire official just yet, it’s perfectly fine to update your bio and call yourself an award-winning author. Also, I am attaching the seal image and award certificate for those who wish to add it to their websites. Oleb Books will be making the announcement via social later this week.

Congratulations to all of you – and big thanks for believing in me and in this project.

Cheers,

Belo

I really really have to update my website! Belo, who I didn’t realize had a disability (he is blind) all the while we were emailing my contribution back and forth for this book, truly deserves this honor.

Another surprising email came from a literary publication I haven’t been published in for over a decade. Here is the email, in part… and if you are still reading this blogpost, which is always all over the place, I thank you.

“We would like to feature you as an artist, along with some images of your artwork, in an upcoming issue of our publication. …..we have reviewed work on your website and are quite impressed.

Since we only publish two issues per year, January and July, and we only feature one artist per issue, we are thinking of featuring your work in the July 2020 issue of the magazine. I interview the artists we feature and write the article. We typically use 9 – 11 artwork images in each issue. “

I said yes to that. It’s such an opportunity to pick art pieces I feel ‘say something’ about how I feel as a “terrestrial.” Because aren’t we all terrestrials? Not just citizens of this country or that one, but citizens of earth. I read that recently and cannot seem to remember the book I picked it up from. Isn’t that awful! Here is an artwork I may or may not have posted here in my blog (I’ve forgotten!)

Anyway, I see the CARD event I mentioned earlier, and the interview for the magazine as opportunities to say things in ways I could never vocalize from podiums. Through mime-face, and art images and through written word.

my web site which needs work LINK here   

My Book Link Here

Silas Art link

Suess Review (Jones) and My Art Updates TED, UNRAVELED Memoirs are my favorite books to read, along with nonfiction, and also biology and neuroscience, and autobiography and biographies too.

#FIRSTS in disability #kimberly gerry tucker #Silas Gonzalex art

[clevelandstate]

CSU student Matthew Houser wins national rowing title

Cleveland State University student Matthew Houser recently returned from the World Rowing Indoor Championship in Long Beach, California with a prestigious championship title.

Competing in an event called “Men’s PR3 (ID) Ages 19-29,” Houser not only beat the competitors in his age group, he also beat every male competing in the competition.

Originally born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, Houser has called Cleveland and the Northeast Ohio area home for many years now. He is currently a sport management major at CSU who is set to graduate in May 2020.

Houser began his rowing career as a sophomore at St. Edward High School in Lakewood, when the school first launched its rowing program. Now at age 22, he has been rowing for seven years.

“Rowing takes everything out of focus,” Houser says. “It lets you forget your stress and your priorities and just get lost in rowing.”

When Houser won his race at the World Rowing Indoor Championship, he barely even registered the win. Rather, he was encouraging and cheering on the teammate beside him.

“Most boats on the water are individuals that finish and push together as a unit through the finish line,” Houser says. “It is critical when racing individually indoors to encourage and push your teammates till they all finish to help form that unit.”

Houser’s teammates also think highly of him.

“I am incredibly honored to be a teammate of his,” Gaby Gannon, vice president of the CSU Rowing Team, says. “Matthew Houser is a beautiful example of what a Cleveland State athlete and all-around student should aspire to be.”

As an individual with high-functioning autism, Houser not only represented CSU at the World Championship, but also Athletes Without Limits, a group whose mission is “to create opportunities, supports and services for people with intellectual and developmental disabilities, so that they can develop and maintain healthy lifestyles and reach their highest potential in sport and in life.”

“I would definitely like to get more people involved with Athletes Without Limits and raise awareness,” says Houser, who has plans to further spread awareness for Athletes Without Limits throughout the Cleveland area.

Houser’s next big competition is the San Diego Crew Classic April 6.

#Cleveland State University #CSU #Engaged Learning #Rowing #Matthew Houser #World Rowing Indoor Championship #Autism