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I wish unspeakable violence on anyone and everyone who unironically use the terms "adhd paralysis" and "task paralysis". IT'S EXECUTIVE DYSFUNCTION. You have executive dysfunction.
There is no way anybody using these terms isn't aware of how ableist it is to take away not just the language of people who have paralytic disorders, but the entire NAME of our disorders. And even beyond that, to block out any tags and search results relating to said disorders with your million variations on those terms so that we can't form a community online, or even find each other at all. Fuck off. You are not paralysed, you have executive dysfunction. Adhd isn't even the only disorder that CAUSES executive dysfunction. Get over yourself.
wawawawa i saw ur fic reqs were open………….. could you do a sickfic of kanade and mafuyu from project sekai?
more in depth character info can be found by searching “kanade yoisaki” or “mafuyu asahina” but here’s some basics:
kanade is a composer for a music group that mafuyu is in
mafuyu lives with kanade. it’s just them in the house
kanade is very much a workaholic, and would probably be resistent to being cared for while sick (especially if it means she can’t make music)
mafuyu cares a lot about kanade, but her expressions don’t show much on her face
mafuyu’s well versed in medical knowledge and will take care of kanade no matter what
mafuyu is the lyricist for the music group
no pressure of course!!! take your time if you want to take my request
(A/N: I hope I did a decent job! Had to do some digging since I've never heard of Project Sekai before, so I apologize if anything is out of character!) As she slowly opened her weary eyes, Kanade felt the familiar weight of illness settle upon her. Her body ached, her head throbbed, and she could hardly find the motivation to even lift her head from the pillow. She'd spent another long, brutal, and hyperfocused night composing. She really knows that with her poor and immunocompromised state with the lack of sleep and proper nutrition, she should have gotten some rest the second she felt the malaise seep deep down. However, songs needed to be composed, and work needed to be done. Honami was too busy helping someone else to aid her this time, and Kanade grumbled to a sitting point. She had to save herself. "Hm." Mafuyu, however, appeared to have other plans. Mafuyu sat quietly by her bedside, with a stoic expression as she observed Kanade's condition. Despite the lack of emotion on her face, Mafuyu was deeply concerned for her friend and roommate. She knew how much Kanade dedicated herself to her music, often neglecting her own health in the process. Mafuyu had always been silently impressed by Kanade's drive and determination, but she was certainly viewing its downsides at this moment. As she gently placed her hand on Kanade's forehead, she could feel the fever that had set in overnight. "You've got a fever," Mafuyu spoke. "You've been working too hard again." "...There's really no such thing as working too hard." Kanade's voice came out weak from her scratchy throat. "There is. Now, Honami stopped by and cooked us some oats. You're going to eat them, they're good for your throat." Kanade tried to muster up a weak smile as she met Mafuyu's gaze, but even that small gesture felt like an effort in her weakened state. "I'm fine," she insisted weakly, even as her body betrayed her with a fit of coughing. Mafuyu furrowed her brow, unconvinced by Kanade's reassurances. "You're not fine," she replied firmly, her voice betraying a hint of annoyance- Annoyance that was only masking compassion. "You're sick, and you need to rest and eat." Kanade huffed in frustration, her determination to work warring with her knowledge that Mafuyu was right. "But I have so much work to do," she mumbled stubbornly, attempting to push herself upright in bed, only to be gently pushed back down by Mafuyu's stern hold. "And you'll do it poorly If you do it sick. C'mon. Oats."
im suffering from a horrendous disease called being in your 20s
ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ ᴘʀᴏꜱʜɪᴘᴘᴇʀ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱʜɪᴘ? ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ? ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏʀʙᴏ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰʀᴇᴇ? ɢᴏ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ.. ᴍʏ ᴀꜱᴋꜱ ᴅᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴ.
ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍꜱ: ᴀɴʏ!!! ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ!
ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ: -ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. -ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴋ/ꜰᴇᴛɪꜱʜ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. -ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟ-ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ-ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀᴋᴀ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ. -ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ. ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇᴍᴀɴᴅꜱ. ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀ 'ʟᴏᴏᴘʜᴏʟᴇ' ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ɪ'ʟʟ ʜᴏɴᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.
ᴇxᴀᴍᴘʟᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜᴄꜱ/ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ꜰɪᴄꜱ: -ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ -ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ -ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ ʜᴄꜱ, "ʜᴇʏ ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ x ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɪꜰ ʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴢ" / ᴀᴜ ʜᴄꜱ -ᴀɢᴇʀᴇ ᴏʀ ᴄɢʟʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴꜱ -ꜱɪᴄᴋꜰɪᴄꜱ -ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ -"ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ x ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ (ᴢ)"
ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇꜱ: ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜰʟᴜᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴇɴᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ. ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴜꜱᴛʏ ʜᴇʙʀᴇᴡ, ʀᴜꜱᴛʏ ꜱᴘᴀɴɪꜱʜ, ʀᴜꜱᴛʏ ɪᴛᴀʟɪᴀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴜꜱᴛʏ ʀᴜꜱꜱɪᴀɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ꜰʟᴜᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴇɴᴄʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇꜱ.
Sometimes having a fiance is him having to tell you to stop eating his fucking hairties when you miss him
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you ever just be thinking about The Happenings and your brain is like "Well actually Abuser X was a lot worse to you than Abuser Y.. Abuser Y only raped you once and beat you only a few times, the rest of their abuse was emotional and they're getting better, unlike the much worse Abuser X!" and you're like, "Okay, brain, that's an objective statement, Abuser X was worse than Abuser Y. What about it?" and then your brain pulls out the "Maybe you should cut Abuser Y some slack, then... I mean, you're just being bitter at this point... I mean, compared to Abuser X, Abuser Y is like an angel! You shouldn't still be mad at Abuser Y or still hold them accountable!" and then I'm like "Oh, okay, stfu then."
and then your brain gets all whiney and doubles down like "And you shouldn't even be mad at Abuser X, either, since he really was nice to you at times and you know he wouldn't have done that if he himself wasn't hurt-" and then you're like "fuck you" because you're secretly the Fuck You Guy
shota of the month for april coming as soon as my drawing program behaves
I feel like some people are getting so radical about what is considered 'abusive' behavior that it's just gotten kind of laughable at this point. There is, like, a list of a million things someone can do and it's like 'signs your partner is emotionally abusive' and ALL OF THE THINGS LISTED ARE LIKE 'they look at you kinda rudely...<:( They looked at you wrong so they're being ABUSIVE!!' or 'they set a boundary with you!' or 'they blocked you when you broke those boundaries!' or, even, 'they have XYZ stigmatized personality disorder so that must prove they're a bad person' Emotional abuse exists, yes, but not to the extent that some people are claiming. Physical abuse is not 'w-w-w-well this friend of mine accidentally shoulder-checked me cuz he wasn't looking where he was going and- I never brought this up to him at all but he should've known better...He physically hurt me so that's physical abuse' no that's called being clumsy you dumb fuck Don't even get me started on people claiming that if you wrote like idk vocaloid rin x len fanfic in 2014 you're apparently sexually abusive or some shit
Guys please are we normal about proshippers who dont like sexual content? Are we normal about sex-repulsed proshippers? Are we normal about proshippers who only like fluffy stories?
Are we normal about proshippers?
im cringe and i just want to like posts. (he/him+profdx+college+proship)
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