Okay! This I Can Do! What’s Your Favorite LGBTQ Book?

Nothing more punk than someone who is in pain all the fucking time and just continues to exist.

Edit: this isn't about random characters. This is about physically disabled people.

Demons and Drag pt 5

Anitri was just sitting on the couch, minding his own business, when Jem slammed open the door with an irritated look on their face.

"Hello...?" He asked, hoping that they were not about rant about a frustrations.

Jem looked over at him, made a face like a lightbulb light up in their head and started towards him.

"Welp, I'm dead," was Anitri's only thought as Jem approached.

"You're going to babysit tonight." They said in a definite voice.

"We're gonna what?" Surri asked as she walked in the living room.

Jem glanced up at her, before walked towards the kitchen.

"Y'all are gonna babysit this evening because Nikki's nanny is sick and she can't miss tonight," they said as they disappeared around the corner.

Surri stopped short and her face contorted to a confused scowl.

"Hey! I don't babysit!!! What do you take me for?"

Anitri just shook his head. He was completely fine with babysitting, as he loves kids and used to babysit for Dallas all the time. Their step siblings were so precious.

"Come back here!" Surri protested, following Jem into the kitchen.

Anitri pushed the hair out of his eyes, noticing the black tips were shimmering with wisps of color.

He froze.

"Hey Surri?" he called, through the doorway.

"What?" She yelled back to him, peeking through the frame. Her eyes widened.

"It's in the second drawer on the left."

He nodded and disappeared down the hall.

Surri turned back into the kitchen, facing Jem with the most unimpressed look she could muster. Jem stares her down with a look that said, you puny, puny fox, you think you can intimidate me? Think again. But y'know without a smirk.

Surri groaned and rolled her eyes, "When will they be here?"

Jem let slip a smirk, "6:00, 4 kids"

Mind you, it was 4:30.

"How old are they?"

"17, 15 year old twins, and an 18 month."

"Teenagers? Can't they stay home by themselves?" Surri questioned.

"Well, Tim, the 17 year old, has autism which leads to his anxiety spiking when there aren't any adults around. He feels more comfortable when supervised so he knows he isn't doing anything wrong." Jem explained. "And one of the twins tends to have..." they paused, "episodes."

Surri nodded, understanding seeping in.

"Any allergies?"

Jem snorted.

"These kids'll eat anything you put in front of them, but Harper, the baby, loves macaroni and cheese."

Jem makes their way out of the kitchen, calling over their shoulder, "Also the babies half demon."

***

6:00 dead on, there was a knock on the door.

Jem answered the door. On the other side there were 5 people. The only one Surri remotely recognized was "Nikki" or as Surri knew her, Morher of F’s, who was holding the baby, Harper.

Harper had a purple tail. And an extra arm.

‘And I thought Madison’s kids were weird’ Surri thought to herself.

Following Nikki upon entire, there was a tall, like tall tall, like as almost as tall as Anitri, ginger with a freckle smacked face and bright green eyes lookin like some Harry Potter Weasley reject.

Next there were two boys that looked like they were probably twins, which woo hoo, one was lookin like a bottom trying a tad to hard to be a top, with an undercut and his short blonde hair swept into a ponytail. He had a leather Jacket with patches on each sleeve.

The other twin was more the nerdy type with glasses, a sweater vest and khakis. He had a book under his arm and his hair down. He looked like if Logan Sanders had a sense of humor and blonde hair.

And Harper was a baby. With poofy black hair and a cat onesie.

“This is Surri, she and Anitri will be in charge while your Mom and I are at work. Anitri is doing something and will be in here soon.” Jem explained to the charges of the evening.

Surri glared at the boys and stopped when she looked at the blonde bottom.

He was tugging on his sleeves and looking at the floor.

Surri put two and two together rather quickly.

“Hey,” she said, nodding at them.

“Hi!!! I’m Tim! I’m so excited to meet you, do you like Harry Potter! I love Harry Potter, especially the books, have you read the books, my favorite one was... oh what was it called...” he trailed off, wringing his hands on the strap of his satchel.

The blonde bottom put his hand on his arm and said, “Prisoner of Azkaban.”

Tim looked at him with a huge smile and nodded.

The blonde looked to Surri and introduced himself.

“I’m James,” he nodded to his look alike, “that dweeb is Adam.”

“Hey!” Adam reaches forward and tugged on James wolf tail.

“Hey!” James jokingly glared over his shoulder.

Surri rolled her eyes trying to suppress a smile. They remind her of her other siblings.

“Okay! We have to get going,” Nikki said, handing Harper to Adam.

“Boys.” Nikki said, all of them turning to look at her, “behave.”

She then turned and strutted out of the door, Jem winking at them before following her.

Surri observes the collection of characters in front of her.

Harper was chewing on the hood of her onesie, looking absolutely content.

Adam was bouncing her lightly on his hip, staring at her and humming.

James had turned to the side to face Tim. From this angle, Surri could see he had a trans flag on his sleeve and a rainbow flag on the back panel of his leather jacket.

Tim was looking down at James while continuing his rambling about the Harry Potter movies.

This’ll be a fun night, Surri tells herself as she walks over to join the Harry Potter discussion.

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Lemme know if you want to see the boys and Harpers designs!

Ok so I have developed a new obsession and my lizard brain has drawn a connection between 4 unrelated characters and this paired them together.

They’re all

Skinny

Tall

Related to the color blue

And have some trauma

And I redrew each of em

We’ve got

2D from Gorillaz

Edd from Ed, Edd, and Eddy

Huggy Wuggy from Poppy Playtime

And

Megamind from, well Megamind

The way my brain rationalized these was that they should each be from a Different form of media such as a band, cartoon, video game, or movie.

And now I present you my favorite work I’ve created of these boys so far

Since I love Gorillaz

10 children a day lose their limbs in Gaza. All hospitals in Gaza are basically barely functioning and the amputations are done in unsanitary conditions and without anesthesia

I feel the need to clarify that penetration doesn’t just mean sex, not that OP was implying that, just cause that’s what I immediately thought.

It can also mean using tampons, which I can’t do because of this, and I just found out I have pcos.

Lease take care of yourselves lovelies!!!!

I wonder how many ppl with vaginas deal with vaginal atrophy without being on HRT but don't know and were given shitty little dismissals or incorrect diagnoses from their doctors

Bc I learned what it was from trans men and knew that's what I was dealing with, had a doctor check and say "oh yeah" and put me on oral estrogen which fucked me up, the correct treatment is vaginal estrogen cream or suppositories

IF YOU HAVE PCOS OR ANY OTHER HORMONE BASED DX and you have a vagina and penetration HURTS, please ask your doctor about vaginal atrophy. This is not something I was ever told about with any of my diagnoses but it's affected me since puberty. I use cream now a couple times a week and penetration doesn't hurt anymore and I don't struggle with dryness. This is a common symptom of having higher T in your body whether it's natural or due to HRT. This does not only affect post menopausal people or trans people on HRT.

Also atrophy can become bad enough that you deal with chronic pain constantly without penetration. Pain anywhere isn't normal and pain in your vagina at all is certainly abnormal.

‼️please help me get a wheelchair‼️

hello, my name is leo, or more commonly known as ‘lav’ on here.

i’ve been dealing with debilitating chronic pain for over 10 years and i really need a wheelchair. i haven’t gotten much help from my healthcare system, being fat and afab has really fucked me over while trying to seek medical attention..

i am still fighting to completely figure out what’s wrong with me, but for now i know that i have several bulging discs in my lower back, as well as scoliosis. (as well as medically recognised POTS).

my pain is getting worse and worse, and i barely leave my home since walking and being upright in general hurts so much. a wheelchair would improve my life immensely, both physically and mentally.

i am currently on disability benefits, which pretty much is the lowest income group in sweden, and saving up for a wheelchair myself would take a very long time.. i will of course also be saving up as much as i can and putting into an account meant for wheelchair funds.

so i’m asking you to donate if you want to and if you are financially able to, and if not, please reblog this.

i have found a good chair that is also accessible to a fat person, and i need 7111 SEK (around 650$) to cover the cost of the chair & the shipping. i have started a gofundme that i’ll be sharing in this post, and i welcome all help, donating just a little helps, and reblogging and sharing the gofundme in general helps immensely too.

thank you so much for reading💜

gofundme.com

please help me get a wheelchair!, organized by Leo Noren

hey, my name is Leo and i am almost 24 years old. i have been dealing with chronic pain fo… Leo Noren needs your support for please help me

the next person who tries to tell me   “you just need to do X to cure your chronic illness!”   is going to get beaten to death with a binder of my entire compiled medical history

I have another thought rattling around my head;

I know it’s really easy for people to assume a man or masc person getting help with something is simply wielding false incompetence - or that that they view whoever is helping as a maid or a servant.

But I need people to stop blanket assuming shit like this. If it’s all just things you’re seeing rather then a bad situation you’re being told about directly; Take a step back and ask yourself if you might be misconstruing a situation you don’t have all the context for.

Example; I need meals made for me, I need help with basic chores, I need help getting myself drinks, I need help caring for pets. Outwardly, I look fine - but the thing a lot of people with no inside perspective don’t know that I’m actually severely disabled. What might be a simple task for someone else could wipe me out for days. And because of this I’ve actively had people call me a “man child” when I admit I need help with these things, and say they feel bad for my partners having to “baby me” because of this.

I’ve seen so many threads bashing men and masc folks as a whole for not being able to cook for themselves, do chores entirely by themselves, ect ect ect.

You’re hurting people in the crossfire - especially disabled men + masc folk, and men + masc folk who have suffered abuse (since abusers often intentionally don’t teach their victims life skills in order to keep them dependent).

My binder wearing trans bros and enbies!!! I need your input!

I hate my chest. I absolutely hate it.

But I am not old enough for surgery by law reasons or my mothers reasons.

I wanted to know what your experiences in starting to wear a binder were like, in the physical side. Like was it uncomfortable at any points, did it leave dents in your skin, etc.

I am curious and need help in this area if I want to convince my mom to let me get a binder.

i can tell i’m sleep deprived bc i just made myself cry about tutankhamun and i have, like, negative interest in the kid