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autisticdreamdrop · 2 years
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our mom is really ignorant. she said she doesn't know why autistic people say they're autistic. like they're "flaunting" it. we tried to explain the importance of autistic people talking about their lives and struggles and she was "over it"
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the-force-awakens · 7 months
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I just think post period depression should be, oh I don't know, illegal
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whumpering-heights · 1 year
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How old is our shape-shifting friend the creature?
Good question!
It'll be touched on in the story itself, but just so people know going in: His actual age is 20. However, he doesn't know that, and doesn't really understand aging anyway. (More on that later) He is also stunted in many, many ways, so he will not always act his age.
He can also make himself look younger than he technically is. The reason why he does so, will be further explained when it comes up, but in short: the whumpee will sometimes look and/or act like a minor. I'll make sure to CW it, when that happens.
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gender-mailman · 1 year
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Is there any flag or term that reclaims the word normal? Like, it being used against neurodivergent people? I just- i just feel it should have one
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I think I’m about to get one of my teachers fired and I am 100% okay with that
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angelboybreakdowns · 1 year
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nothing like realizing that no matter how accepting someone seems, they will always have exceptions. there will always be people who are hated enough for them to be bigoted towards.
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(CW: Cringe, Autism Parents stuff, drunk mention, infantilization)
So I don't have a degree in Graphic Design, but I do have a sense of general aesthetic. I figured that it's April. Let's rate, and potentially verbally tear apart and drag through the mud, some autism shirts and graphic designs, and I'll probably do a part 2, these scores are only semi-arbitrary: First up is this:
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Already off the top, I am confusion because it seems to read "I wear puzzle cousin autism awareness". Sounds like whoever made this was drunk.
Puzzle pieces, ew.
The red, yellow, green, and blue look like the shades you'd see in elementary school, so that seems pretty infantilizing.
Autism Awareness, I am very much aware of my existence.
Final Score: 0 out of 10. Designer, go home; you're drunk.
Next we have this:
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This one already has a slight advantage over the first because it's at least coherent in terms of the message.
Elementary school colors, but make it extra tacky.
Puzzle pieces; don't try to bullshit me by putting the autism awareness banner over it, I can see the other indents that make them puzzle pieces.
Once again, I am well aware of my own existence.
At least it's a smaller design.
Final Score: 0.5 out of 10, and that's being generous.
Next one's not a shirt, but it still counts:
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No blue so thank God for that.
This is up to personal preference, but to me, the person-first language is giving "I need to be reminded that someone is a person."
Puzzle pieces. Ew. Don't BS me, I can see them.
Walk down Autism Lane. (it's right below the word LOVE) Sorry, but we don't allow ableists on Autism Lane; you need to be a premium member and to be a premium member, you need to not be a dick.
The pumpkin disturbs me for some reason, and not in the Halloween way; I mean, it just straight-up disturbs me.
Final Score: 0.5 out of 10. Bury it in a shallow grave.
Just found this one:
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It's easy on the eyes at least.
No tacky elementary school colors.
No puzzle pieces.
The bunny's cute, but this also seems very infantilizing.
Person first language is a no for me.
Why are all of the is lowercase, but the others are uppercase?
Final Score: 5 out of 10. Not great, but not terrible.
Here we have simple:
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Elementary school colors, but credit where credit's due; it's not terrible on the eyes.
Why is blessed on there three times?
One big-ass puzzle piece.
"Autism blesses" Yes, because being bullied by my peers, being indirectly told who I am is wrong, having the worst time making friends, always feeling like I'm never truly part of a friend group, being confused when some adults got mad at me, not having anyone to play with at 4 years old is an absolute fucking blessing. /s And that's the tip of the iceberg.
"Fun", "Sweet", "Cute".....it's the infantilization for me.
Final Score: 3 out of 10. No further elaboration.
Then there's this monstrosity:
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I call this color Patronizing Paraprofessional Blue, aka the tackiest shade of blue ever.
It looks like something one of those older white suburban millennial moms would wear. Like something a Karen would wear to one of those autism walks or one of those social skills teachers who talk in that slowed-down patronizing kindergarten teacher tone with that fake-ass smile, no matter how old you are. You know the one I'm talking about, right? Yeah, they'd wear this.
Puzzle piece. Light It Up Blue. Ew.
We all know what organization this supports.
Final Score: -10 out of 10. Burn it.
Let's get in a good one to counter that abomination of a shirt and end part one on a higher note:
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Nice simple design with a black background.
No tacky elementary school colors.
Identity-first language.
Really counters the....what the fuck would it be called? The UwU autism parent thing? ("I am his voice, he is my heart," "See the able, not the label," etc,.) It counters that.
The light sparkle around "a bitch" is chef's kiss.
Final Score: 11 out of 10. Perfection.
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meowzfordayz · 9 months
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Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader
Word Count: ~500
CW: autism, platonic
Emergency Request Fulfilled: My patents (specially my mom) are ableist and she have been shaming me today for 'never showing emotions' and for the way I talk and it rlly hurts,,
I have a very big hc that Rengoku is autistic, so I would like to see Rengoku trusting reader enough to tell him about his disability! And reader recieves him and accepts him just the way he is <'3
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“Hey!” Kyojuro grins, falling easily into step beside you, a bundle of lunch in both of his hands.
Smiling at his cheerful disposition, you nudge his arm with your elbow, “Hey yourself, thanks for buying me lunch too.”
“Of course,” he chuckles, eyeing you carefully, “Thank you for coming out all this way to see me!”
“I couldn’t leave you hanging,” you laugh brightly, his unexpectedly guarded expression catching your attention, his letter weighing light and pleasant in your pocket, “We so rarely have time to catch up.”
Nodding good naturedly, the haze behind his eyes quickly melts, replaced by his usual radiance and energy.
“Walk and eat, or sit and eat?” you ask, spying a nearby park bench, the sky clear and airy for both strolling or relaxing.
“I think we should sit and eat,” he responds, that haze already returning, “I have something to tell you.”
Oh?! you nearly murmur, curiosity piqued. As Hashira, the personal nuances of your lives so rarely surface, tucked safely from growing attached and the inevitable loss of friendship, of love—of life—so for Kyojuro to explicitly request your companionship and willingly open himself to you… Hm!
“Should I wait to take my first bite?” you say playfully, sharing a wooden park bench with your unusually tense friend.
“That would be helpful,” he nods, fixing a pondering stare on your unwrapped bento box.
“Rengoku-san, whatever’s on your mind,” you begin tentatively, hoping the reassurance in your head is audible in your voice, “I’m happy to hear it. If it is something good, then we shall celebrate and rejoice! And if it is something… not so good, then I plan to be here for you.”
“I am autistic.”
His declaration is prompt and precise, the faintest tremor in his tone only noticeable having been his friend for so many years, his food untouched.
“... okay?” you reply slowly, hesitant smile on your face, “Thank you for telling me.”
“That’s it?”
His surprise is palpable, shoulders loosening at your simple reaction, cheeks reddening at your soft expression.
“I mean, if you’d like me to know more, then I’m all ears!” you smile widely now, resting a gentle hand on his knee, relieved when he doesn’t jerk away, “I imagine it’s difficult finding safe spaces,” safe people, “to talk about being autistic?”
“Incredibly difficult,” he huffs dramatically, matching your smile with gratitude, “I am constantly deemed special in a wanted way, or special in an unwanted way, and I never know which one it will be until I confess!”
You join him in his wry laughter, watching as he finally starts eating his lunch, warm filling your chest at his honesty and trust in you.
“Rengoku-san,” you murmur fondly, “Just so you know, I enjoy our closeness — I enjoy you.”
He doesn’t answer, mouth full of rice and nori, but he does squeeze your knee, his own having stopped jittering beneath your hand a long moment ago
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kittythelitter · 1 year
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CW: Chrissy's mom. Specifically being body shamey and ableist. Also characters being pressured into a relationship they don't want to be in.
Okay but ST season 4 AU where everyone lives, including Chrissy and Jason. Like, Vecna breaks his victims and traps his victims in their own minds instead of killing them so he can feed off their life forces or whatever and Chrissy is found in the trailer broken and covered in upsidedown goop but still alive so everyone's like. This is some weird supernatural bullshit. And Jason still leads a witch-hunt.
After it all, Chrissy is awake and recovering and she breaks up with Jason for being the worst. And her mom is like. You're legally an adult, you chased away a good man, because you're bed bound for now you lost your cheerleading scholarship and the only thing that makes you worth anything. You can't even get a job in your current state. You need a man. If you let me set you up with a rich eligible bachelor and don't fuck it up, we will pay your hospital bills, maybe even college.
Meanwhile Steve is a hero, and is a publicity asset for the Harringtons, and for the first time since he graduated high school has some kind of value to his parents. He's being celebrated, and if they set him up with one of their business partner's kids they can curry favor. More so if it's the poor injured Cunningham girl who is beloved and lauded by the town for being victims of the bizarre serial killer, Henry Creel.
(Ignore the goo and the vines and the crack in the ground that used to be main street there was a serial killer and an earthquake and they were totally unrelated.)
So Steve and Chrissy are both being pressured by their parents into a relationship that even conceptually makes them uncomfortable. But she can't back out without starting adulthood in a wheelchair in crippling debt. And while Steve could probably survive being disowned and his parents' ire his abandonment issues and desperate people pleaser tendencies make him not want to piss off his parents, disappoint the Cunninghams, or hurt Chrissy's feelings.
So they go on a lot of very uncomfortable dates. And they kind of get along. And Steve breaks down and full on Robin word vomits that she's great and he's sure she'll find a great guy but he really doesn't want to upset their parents or hurt her feelings- but he really really doesn't feel that way about her- and it's not because she's in a wheelchair or anything- one of his kids is in a wheelchair- well not his kid- there's these kids he babysits- that's not the point- he's really really sorry, but he kind has a crush on someone else, and he can't keep pretending to date her to make other people happy, and he's really sorry. And she's like. Holy shit.
And he just broke down so she feels comfortable explaining her situation and he, overwhelmed by his protector instincts, agrees to keep up the appearance of dating until her hospital bills are paid and she can make her own choices about what she wants.
So they keep doing public dates and stuff. But outside of that, he invites her to meet his friends, cause she lost a lot of hers in everything. She's been really lonely, and she's very sweet and kind of dorky so she gets along with everyone.
And Steve told Robin everything because she's Robin, but not everyone else because he didn't want to get into his parents bullshit or expose Chrissy's baggage so they're all nice to her and get along but they're a little weird about it because that's Chrissy Cunningham. And Steve's dating her???
Also Robin is weird around her because hot girl, but everyone thinks she's jealous which is a weird dynamic. Chrissy thinks Robin is Steve's crush and keeps talking Steve up to Robin and talking about how Robin's great and how close she and Steve are and how nice that is. And it's very awkward.
Eddie is insanely jealous and he knows that Robin's a lesbian so he's like. Oh she has a crush on her best friend's straight girlfriend. That sucks. And he also hates that he can't hate Chrissy, because she's so fucking nice and sweet to him.
(Nancy, Jon and Argyle are all on varying levels of knowing something is up but are staying out of it because they are too stoned to parse what specifically is happening or too stubborn to admit that they made some wrong assumptions.)
(the kids don't care much beyond being glad that Steve wasn't flirting with every age appropriate girl he crossed paths with anymore)
And then Chrissy figures out that a) whoops she has a crush on her fake boyfriend's best friend (Robin). b) Steve and Eddie are in love. And c) Eddie thinks she and Steve are for real. So Chrissy tries to explain to Eddie that their relationship is fake without spilling Steve's baggage, and mentions that she doesn't even like Steve like that she actually likes Robin.
Through some miscommunication Eddie now thinks Steve is unknowingly Chrissy's beard. And he doesn't want to out Chrissy but he's a little upset that she's using his crush totally platonic guy friend this way.
Meanwhile Chrissy tries to team up with Robin to get Steve and Eddie together. Because Robin clearly loves Steve and Eddie and wants them to be happy even if she hates Chrissy for some reason. (Again Robin doesn't hate Chrissy she's just super awkward).
Boundless shenanigans ensue.
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heard-nsfw-is-back · 5 months
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oh my God healthy mother alert
Cw: hateful speech (homophobic, classism, cheating parents, ableist rhetoric ie learning in a classroom setting) it's not healthy but for once I wrote about a good mother son relationship. Don't worry I'll make it up next time😌
Steve and Eddie come back late from a date and unfortunately Steve's parents' car is there in the driveway. Steve feels so fucking cold and Eddie takes a deep breath and looks to him. "Wait here." Steve says, holding up a hand. He already knew Eddie was willing to come with him. At Eddie's face, Steve smiles, warm but terrified. "I'd rather deal with them alone. Don't worry sweetheart, keep the car warm." He winks and slides out the car, keeping it running just in case.
Eddie is sitting in the dark, minutes drag by and his legs are getting tired from bouncing around. Eventually Eddie sucks his teeth. "Fuck it." He climbs out of the car, careful to leave the door open in case they need to run. Or worse, walk slowly and hold themselves together. Steve was always talking about how exhausting his parents are. A nice way of saying they sucked, as far as Eddie's emotional translator was concerned.
He walked up to the house, carefully and quietly. Not that it would have done any good, he could hear Steve's father from outside. "....enough that it's a man but does it have to be that man? He's a fuck up in school Steve. He can't even graduate, it's just memorizing answers at this point he can't even do that right!" Well fuck. Ow. Eddie pantomimed pulling a dagger from his heart, trying not to giggle. Weak sauce insults were a dime a dozen. He's heard worse from 12 year old girls. Steve made a disgusted sound. "Dad you only got your first job because your father blew the old boss. We all know it." Eddie's knees almost gave out. Fuck his baby knew how to take it AND give it. "Besides, whenever I asked you for help you always told me to ask mom. Looks like you need a refresher, huh? And anyways it doesn't take a genius to make coffee you said? You broke the first two coffee makers I bought you for Christmas!"
Eddie was going to rawdog Steve the second he got his hands on him. Maybe he could convince him to do it on the driveway. Steve's dad interrupted Eddie's frankly fantastic imagination. "All we ask is for you to do well enough to get in the business and take over. Get a wife. Hell we'll find you one! But you have to go after that sick murderer! We're doing this for your own good. For the family's good." Steve scoffed. "If you have a shit about my well-being you should have been here instead of banging your secretary. Family good, my ass." Eddie grinned and made a face. Fuck Steve was so hot when he was being mean.
From this angle he could see both Steve and his dad look over at a woman that frankly, was far to gorgeous to be married to that guy. She held up a hand and Eddie swallowed another laugh, Steve looked just like her. "I've heard enough. I've just had a 12 hour flight. I've been wearing shoes that would make Madonna cry in sympathy. I'm tired and I don't want to hear anymore. Steve." And his baby looked seconds from crying. "Steve did I ever tell you I had a girlfriend in high school?" WHAT? WHAT? HUH? EXCUSE ME? Eddie's jaw broke off and bounced somewhere over where Steve's must've. "Mom. What? Like a girl space friend or a." At this Steve made a wiggle with some finger scissor. Eddie took it back, he was going to teach Steve some decorum on the driveway.
His mother just smiled. "Sweetheart I would never get mad at you for dating who you wanted. Besides I know about the secretary. Who do you think told me?" At this she made a sly wink and Eddie was going to eat out two Harringtons in his life or his name isn't Edward Munson. Joking. Mostly. Steve's father was fit to burst. "But dear, our boy is shacking up with the Munson boy! It's just not right!" His mother snapped her finger and both men stood up straight. Interesting, good to know Steve can be obedient, Eddie thought. He had to learn how to snap though.
"I've heard your complaints, dear." The word dear coming out more like a mocking thing rather than endearing. "I'm refusing to hear them. I won't have our boy, our son, trapped in some worthless, emotionless well like ours. Steve as far as I'm concerned, you're fine. All is well." She pointed at her husband. "Don't make me disgrace you with a formal divorce." She snapped when it looked like he was going to protest. "The fact that I still have your last name is vile enough, I have enough stakes in the company to keep me well fed, I will do it. And I'll take your pretty little secretary with me."
Steve looked proud, intrigued, and a little grossed out. "Mom I really. Really don't want to hear about your sex lives." At this, she looked a little considerate. "You're right. It's inappropriate. Anyway, go bring your boyfriend in, that concrete can't be good for his knees." They all looked up and Steve smiled. Eddie had hid his upper body well behind some plants but the entire lower half of his body was out to see. He waved his fingers and walked in. "Uh. Hi. Hi, Steve's mom. Steve's dad." His mother looked amused and Steve was smiling, clear adoration in his eyes. His father looked. Embarrassed. Good.
"I'll skip the small talk. If my son comes to me upset in any way, and I find out you had anything to do with it, nothing, no one, and nowhere would keep you safe from me. Understand?" Steve's mom leaned back, looking relaxed and regal all at once. "Yes ma'am." Eddie promised. "You better graduate." Steve's dad interjected. "Can it." Steve threw back. And he took Eddie's hand. "Come on." He dragged Eddie back out to the car. "You can't have a boner in front of my parents dude." Steve hissed when they sat in. "Oh shit." Eddie murmured and Steve's head hit the steering wheel.
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susiesrottenroom · 4 months
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welcome to my blog…
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tw: sh, ed, possibly triggering subjects in poetry… I have ocd, bpd and bvlimi4. which i will post about!!
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wisteriasymphony · 3 months
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TWEOS - Ch46 preview
(to everyone still keeping up with this, I'm so sorry!! this chapter has been difficult to finish for no good reason :,) ADHD go brr.)
(CW: homophobic/transphobic/ableist slurs)
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"CLAUDIA GUADALUPE FUCKING PERREAULT, YOU OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW!"
Adrien had never heard Marthe's voice before. It certainly wasn't ideal that the first time for it was hearing her shout at Claudia while banging her fists on the locked door to the apartment's only bathroom.
Claudia and Adrien had fallen asleep—if only for a few hours—in Claudia's bathtub. It was surreal, and Adrien felt aches in places he didn't even know had feeling, but what hurt the most was having to let go of Claudia when he got up to get the door.
"I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU ACT LIKE YOU'RE THE ONLY DAMN PERSON IN THIS HOUSE—"
"I'll be out in a fucking minute! ¡Callate!"
Claudia slammed the door just as quickly as she had opened it. Marthe was now shaking the doorknob as she shouted.
"DO NOT USE THAT MAN'S LANGUAGE IN THIS HOUSE! —YOU'RE HIDING SOMEONE IN THERE, YOU LITTLE RETARD! AND WHEN I FIND HIM, YOU'LL SURE AS HELL GET—"
Adrien open the door this time. As Marthe reached her hand in, he grabbed her wrist. To put it simply, Marthe Perreault was that odd blend of disgustingly ugly and conventionally attractive—long lashes on slightly bulging eyes, crow's feet and smile lines on a perfectly shaped face, sleek straight hair in an unflattering bun, so on and so forth. Not like it mattered either which way, of course.
Adrien mustered up what little he had left of that princely, elegant voice he used in commercials: 
"She's done nothing wrong. I'll be on my way shortly."
Marthe was taken aback, but only for a moment. She ripped her hand from his grip, before staring daggers into Claudia. It meant two things: One, Marthe had made the correct assumption that Claudia had bagged a 'wealthy boy' and incorrectly assumed that she had done so purely with her body; And two, that Marthe thought Claudia had intentionally set this 'boy friend' up against her for spurious reasons. 
"You better," Marthe spat. "And if I hear in the news she's gotten some boy like you—"
"Mom, it's not like that," Claudia lied. "She's just a friend of mine."
"Emilie," he added on. "I just needed to stay the night."
"...A dyke, then." Marthe had gotten to the point where she had lost all interest. “Or one of those transvestites. …Get your ass out of here before I call the police.”
So, they made their way out the door—Adrien first, then Claudia after once she’d packed a messenger bag full of supplies. Things that weren’t as valuable as the usual array: A bottle of water, the last snacks left in the house, an extra scarf, so on and so forth. Not like it would’ve been stolen either way, given that Adrien always made sure to be on the same side as it when they walked together so the bag would be sandwiched between them. It meant he could get a closer look at the bag, too—This faded charcoal leather with rustled buckles and decorated with plastic pins, a brooch of cranberries, a Tokio Hotel pinback button, worn corners on the edges of the bag, nicks and scratches on the sides…
“Why Emilie?” Claudia asked. She had to turn around to talk to him, the both of them stopped on the stairs of the second floor.
“…I don’t know,” he replied, even though he very much did. “Just a reflex. I used to get called it a lot as a little kid,” Adrien gestured to demonstrate about how tall he was at that point in time, which was about to his hips. “So I just got comfortable with it, y’know?” Another lie. It made him sick that he’d used it himself after all this time. “…it stopped happening around when my mom died.”
“Wasn’t Emilie your mom’s name anyways?”
“…Yeah. That’s what I mean.” Plus, it mostly happened when he and his mother were in the same room. Mostly by photographers at that, sometimes by relatives, occasionally his own father. That last part he could never really explain to himself.
They both started walking again, nearly out the door. 
“Sorry about my mom, by the way. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“No, no, it’s fine,” Adrien said. “At least I was called something new this time. After all, once people stopped calling me Emilie, they started calling me a—“
“...faggot?”
“…Yeah. That word.” Adrien wasn’t sure if he was grateful that he didn’t have to say it or offended that she did.
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tags: @myriadmi @cutepastelstarsalior @dayochoco
(these are just people i cross-referenced with the ao3 kudos! if you want to be added to the list or taken off, please tell me!)
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wangxianficfinder · 2 years
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Sports AU Compilation
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Magical/Cultivational Sports
and so my heart beats wildly by lily_winterwood (E, 106k, WangXian, Modern Era, Athletes, Miscommunication, frenemies to lovers, Rivals to Lovers, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Oblivious WWX, Competitive Cultivation, Anal Sex, Angst with a Happy Ending, Olympics, Inappropriate use of an Olympic gold medal, Switching, Bottom LWJ, night-hunting as international Olympic sport, complete with in-story fandom drama; Sect territories as nations; and so my heart beats wildly [PODFIC] by Opalsong)
Rivals AU Bonuses by lily_winterwood (Not rated, 20k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, modern w/ magic, social media, multimedia, world building)
I feel like I win when I lose by so_shhy (T, 25k, WangXian, Modern AU, Sports, basically written as the ATP tennis finals, but with extra swords, Getting Together, [Podfic] I feel like I win when I lose by sisi_rambles)
Speeding up my Heartbeat by Plonk (Not Rated, 24k, WangXian, Modern AU, Basketball, They play basketball but WWX's into cultivation parkour)
(more than) friendly competition by Deisderium (E, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, Modern with Magic, Competitive Cultivation, Athlete LWJ, Athlete WWX, Cold Springs, First Kiss, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Love Confessions, Friends to Lovers, a thin veneer of plot, Cisswap)
archer by antebunny (G, 7k, JC & WWX, Modern AU, Modern Cultivators AU, Olympic Sports AU, JC centric, good mom YZY, good bro wwx, No character bashing, only character uplifting, Tournaments, very loosely inspired by the Hunger Games)
in the after hours by surething (T, 19k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Swords, surprisingly no sword-related euphemisms, sword-racing, Getting Together, Injury, Sports AU, Concussions, yunmeng sibs)
Regular Sports
clouds in the whites of our eyes by butchgoth (GremlinGirl) (M, 27k, WangXian, Modern AU, Sports AU, Soccer players AU, Angst and fluff, Hurt/comfort, Head injury, Memory loss, Amnesia, chronic health issues, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Misunderstandings, Single Dad WWX, Partially Comic In Tone, Surgery Mention)
🧡Baby, You're the End of June by panicking (T, 24k, WangXian, Recreational Soccer, Modern AU, Single parent WWX, Fluff, Slow Burn, Mutual pining)
🧡Never Have To Ask by literaryoblivion (T, 14k, WangXian, Hockey AU, Modern AU, Kid Fic, Fluff and Angst, Single Parent WWX, NHL Player LWJ, Past Minor Character Death, Pining, Friends to Lovers, Reunions)
Trebuchet by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 61k, WangXian, Modern AU, Chess Players AU, Rivals to Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, rocky reunions, make up for lost time sex, Good Uncle LQR, best boy WN, Oral Sex, Anal Sex Unprotected Sex, Angst with a Happy Ending)
Marry Me Down Here by venagrey (E, 24k, WangXian, Modern AU, Cyclecross, Getting Together, Hurt/Comfort, Major Injury, Caretaking, Friends to Lovers, lawyer!lwj, Athlete!WWX, Anal Fingering, cw that WWX uses an ableist slur at one point in a fit of anger)
For a silver medal by MountainRain898 (E, 140k, WangXian, Modern AU, University AU, Rowing AU, Competitive sports, YL WWX, dragon boat racing, Bullying, Depression, Anxiety, Accidental Child Acquisition, Get Together, some smut at the end, Everybody Lives, Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Found Family)
Don't Let Moments Pass Along by Pip (Moirail) (E, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, PT LWJ, Gymnast WWX, Sports, PWP, Clothed Sex, Mild Painplay, Mild Subspace, Getting Together, Physical Therapy, kind of)
❤️get wild by aroceu (E, 23k, WangXian, Modern AU, Rivals With Benefits, Basketball, Under-negotiated Kink, Dom/sub, College/University, Fist Fights, top LWJ, bottom WWX, Dom LWJ, sub wwx)
Légèreté by perkynurples (T, 65k, wangxian, modern, equestrian au, crack treated seriously, swords = horses, slow burn, friends to lovers, happy ending) modern equestrian AU, so everybody’s got horses instead of spiritual weapons. Beautifully illustrated by sweetlittlevampire (including WWX and Friesian! Chenqing and piyo13sdoodles (including NMJ and Mustang! Baxia.)
varied my velocities by fantasiavii (E, 58k, WangXian, Modern AU, Ballerina LWJ, Football/Soccer player WWX, Enemies to Lovers, Top WWX/Bottom LWJ, Dom WWX, Angst with a happy ending, Internalized homophobia)
Just for the Record by Magnolias-by-the-Window (JustAnotherAbby) (T, 4k, WangXian, Modern AU, Swimming, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, very mild angst, Swim Team)
it takes two by plumorchard (T, 3k, WangXian, Modern AU, Lacrosse, College/University, Fluff, Love Confessions, Angst with a Happy Ending)
what are you defending by betweentheheavesofstorm (T, 43k, WangXian, Modern AU, Sports, ice hockey, Emotionally Repressed, Pining, Minor Violence, Hockey, Injuries, And They Were Teammates, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings)
gold rush by starglace (T, 12k, WangXian, Modern AU, POV LWJ, Mutual Pining, Miscommunication, Angst with a Happy Ending, Inspired by Music, lan zhan's ribbon is now a headband, canonical blushing)
this is a port by typefortydeductions (T, 11k, WangXian, Modern AU, Swimming, Fluff, good boy LSZ, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, long-suffering LXC)
Dancing on the blades (we’ll make it happen) by JungleJelly (T, 13k, WangXian, Modern AU, Sports, Ice Skating, Pining NHS as a plot device, JZX is a Good Bro)
love - all by vastlyunknown (M, 18k, WangXian, Modern AU, Tennis AU, Time jumps)
🧡your heartbeat, across the grass by fakeplasticlily (E, 44k, WangXian, Modern AU, Football/Soccer, Football/Soccer player LWJ, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Childhood friends, Kid Fic)
Waiting for Spring by thievinghippo (E, 130k, WangXian, Modern AU, MLB AU, Baseball AU, Mutual Pining, Pining while fucking, slight angst, Happy Ending)
Night rain (dripping down on us) by pink_fluff (E, 20k, WangXian, Modern AU, Bottom LWJ, sports AU, Sweat, Summer, hip hop dance as modern day Lan musical cultivation, jock WWX, Dancer LWJ, LWJ in Dresses, Wangxian Flirting, Roughhousing as Love Language, Demisexual WWX, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, this is basically a sports anime but with sex scenes, Getting Together)
Just stab me, I trust you by zhenwooliao (T, 13k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, competitive Wushu, Adoption, the Jiangs are a much more functional family, Slow Burn, Swords, WWX has ADHD)
The way of the golden lotus by Dizzidreams (M, 70k, WangXian, Modern AU, Kid fic, Wushu, Martial Arts, Eventual Smut, Happy Ending, America, JC & WWX coparenting, Instructor LWJ)
we're on each other's team by lemmnpie (T, 14k, WangXian, Modern AU, Exy (All For The Game), Athletes, yearning, with a side-dish of bittersweet memories, Minor Injuries, mentions of physical abuse)
Let the streetlights guide you home by tellthemstories (M, 36k, WangXian, Modern AU, Underground Street Racing, UST, Car Racing, Street Racing, [podfic] Let the Streetlights Guide You Home by jellyfishfire)
A Sprinter and a Distance Runner Walk Into A Bar by haplessmedresident (T, 20k, WangXian, Modern AU, University AU, CSR & WCZ are alive, Size Difference, Stanford University, Running, Meet-Cute, Awkward Flirting, JZX and LWJ Friendship,Hamilton References)
Unstrictly Ballroom by Ariaste (T, 47k, WangXian, background SongXiao, Modern AU, Everyone's alive, the gang defeats systemic heteronormativity, Stripper AU, competitive ballroom dance AU, really stupid misunderstandings, Yearning, Mutual Pining, the wrist grab, Erotic Handholding, [Podfic] Unstrictly Ballroom by RevolutionaryJo, Unstrictly Ballroom [Podfic] by esbielle)
Keep Holding On (Don't Let Go) by Elhana (T, 3k, wangxian, modern, TV shows, Ninja Warrior/X Warrior AU, future fic, JC & WWX reconciliation, future fic, identity porn, angst, getting back together, pining, flashbacks, WIP)
The Martial Arts Instructor Fic You Didn't Know You Needed by bysaurus_rex (M, 393k, wangxian, modern, accurate martial arts, everyone lives au, WWX has ADHD, autistic LWJ, pining, trans WWX, enby WWX, implied/referenced alcohol abuse, PTSD, slow burn, chronic illness, found family, JC & WWX reconciliation, single parent WWX, single parent LWJ, WIP)
ESports
【为梦想而战】for this dream, i'll fight by paradisetrain (M, 27k, WangXian, Modern AU, Gamer AU, League of Legends, Gaming Jargon, Social Media, Internet Hate, cancel culture, Hacking, Cheating, Internet Scandal, Bad Parenting, Parent Death, Family Issues, Family Feels, Healing, Falling In Love)
Olympics AU
🧡ALLEZ! Climb on! by yesterdaychild (T, 16k, WangXian, Sports, Climbing, Olympic climbing, Sports injury, slow burn, Social media)
Dance Me to the End by venagrey (E, 35k, WangXian, Modern AU, 2021-2022 Figure Skating Season, No Pandemic, teammates to friends to lovers, Eventual Smut, mixed signals: on ice, Oblivious WWX, Bisexual WWX, mortifying ordeal of being known, slightly nonlinear timeline, Unreliable Narrator, gratuitous descriptions of skating, first time nudes, Accidental Phone Sex, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, inappropriate use of medals, Rimming Winter Olympics)
Break the Ice by dedougal (E, 9k, WangXian, Modern AU, Olympics, Ice skating)
You're Home, I'm Home by Pip (Moirail) (E, 8k, WangXian, Modern AU, Ice Skating, Olympics, Falling In Love, Anal Sex, Rimming, Unsafe Sex, Creampie, Ice skater LWJ, Hockey player WWX)
An Olympian's Guide to Chastity and Cardboard Beds by ishaalajusco (T, 22k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Humor, Fluff, Crack, Angst, Olympics, Tokyo Olympics, Archer LWJ, Swimmer JC, Gymnast NHS, WWX works as an announcer and reporter, Family Reunions, Anxiety, mental health, Healing, Friendship, making amends, protective Jiang siblings, Gremlin JL, Past Child Abuse, Breaking Generational Cycles, Gentle Parenting, Childhood Trauma)
riposte by Deinde (G, 14k, WangXian, Modern AU, Sports, Fencing, Getting Together, Cloud Recesses, Study Arc)
star-crossed, across the ice by paradisetrain (G, 2k, WangXian, Modern AU, figure skating AU, POV Outsider, partially rivals au, friendly rivals, Established Relationship, Secret Relationship, Relationship Reveal, Winter Olympics, News Media)
reach for the dream (it’s yours for the taking) by Alaceron (M, 11k, WangXian, Modern AU, Olympics, Tokyo 2020 Summer Olympics, Unreliable Narrator WWX)
Let It Snow Series by feenwitch (E, 26k, WangXian, Modern AU, Snowboarding, Getting Together, Huddling For Warmth, Cabin Fic, Enemies to Lovers, sorta, Barebacking, Switching, Switch WangXian, Olympians WangXian)
stop the world (for a moment) by azurewaxwing (G, 14k, WangXian, Modern AU, ISU Grand Prix of Figure Skating, Sports Sports commentary)
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theofreakingbell · 1 year
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I'm proud of myself today.
(cw mentions of parental abuse and discussions of trauma)
I've been in this fandom for a long time, almost since I could legally have an account on here. There's a person on here that I used to follow when I was younger. at the time I was being abused by my parents and going through a lot of other shit in my life and Loki was something that comforted and validated me.
I felt a tremendous amount of doubt and insecurity about loving him. I didn't on a basic level know it wasn't morally wrong because he was a villain. I was intensely vulnerable and didn't know I was being abused and was looking for any validation I could find. her blog was, to me then, one of my safe spaces. the scarce few I had. She didn't think it was wrong for people to love him, and she clearly loved him very much herself. She spoke of many of his feelings like they mattered. validated things I had hardly seen elsewhere. She was a good curator of fandom posts too. I would go to her blog sometimes when I needed comfort in my anger and hurt from my abuse, and on at least one occasion feeling like that was a safe space stopped me from self harming. I thought for years that I literally in some ways owed her my life.
she also reblogged misinformation about abuse on multiple occasions. I ate it up and it made me feel more depressed and self destructive. She woobified Frigga to a ridiculous extent and refused to acnowledge any responsibility that she had in the things they shouldn't have done that it made me internalise problematic shit about my own mom (whose relationship with my own father and acting as a sort of peacemaker while also doing her own bad stuff mirrors Odin and Frigga very much) that I am still having to carefully detangle from me like glass shards. I nearly realised I was a survivor years earlier than I did because of how I was relating my own trauma to Loki and beginning to understand it, or at least that it existed, and it was what I saw on her blog, the assertions that what he went through wasn't abuse, the denial of certain areas of abuse, that sent me crying and thinking that I couldn't be one, and that I was wrong for wanting to know that he was a survivor too.
Her knowledge of psychology and the terms she used was clearly stuck in some past decade and she said multiple ableist and nonsensical things re loki's mental health. She said that Loki did what he did in the first movie because of psychosis which. just. absolutely not. She shared things that pathologised Odin instead of criticising him properly and without ableism.
I just. I was so afraid that nobody would ever care about what I went through or listen to me or respect me as someone who loves Loki and had bad luck in finding better people that I clung to her far longer than I should have, or should have had to, and I had a very hard time realising that while I saw her as someone who could be a safe space, she wasn't that, and in a lot of ways hurt me and made things worse for me. She validated his anger and pain while obscuring and lying about some of what hurt him and in turn made me think harder that what was being done to me was okay, because ~they were trying~, as if that should have been enough to protect me from what they were doing (it wasn't).
I know I'm a survivor now. I know Loki is too. I have met and talked with and befriended so many lovely people here. I feel safe in the fandom now in a way I literally never thought I would and I am so happy and greatful for that. (she was not the only problem, nor my only source of trauma within fandom, but she was a gigantic part of it)
She's never interacted with me on here. I have no idea if she even knows I exist. for multiple years I couldn't even bear to look her up to block her because there was a part of my brain screaming that that was too harsh, that I should be greatful to her, that I owed her that.
I blocked her today.
II'm still struggling to know, in the whole of me, that she and her feelings are not my responsibility. I cared about her so desperately for so long and part of me still does. But I do not owe her access to me when even seeing her username makes my entire body tense up, when she, a full grown adult, put me as a child in more danger that I was already in by not being careful not to spread misinfo about abuse and not be dismissive of it, when she gave me emotional wounds I will likely be dealing with long after she dies (she's quite a bit older than me), when I cannot even think of existing in the same space as her without feeling short of breath.
I do not owe her that. and I owe myself the peace and safety of knowing I never have to interact with her again.
Here's to relaxing a little more after today.
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CW: ableist, bullying, False information, ABA.
Eileen lamb aka @/theautismcafe Is a mother with two children with Neurodiversity disabilities and she is well known as she works for Autism $peaks And when it comes to her free speech and her saying that we are bad guys, She is also pulling the Victim card on us because we are the ones that are treating her like trash but guess what she is the one that is putting the blame on herself because she doesn’t want to listen to us she cares about Her precious fans and tells them That she’s being bullied,
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If you don’t know why here is two images of her crying about autistic people Harassing her and another one that she said that she’s “autistic” but she’s being called an ableist woman when she said that she’s “autistic” Which she using autism as excuse to being a ableist person In fact it could be many ways that people would use Autism as an excuse like using it as a crime, using it as a way to hurt and abused people for sexual abuse Or to manipulate people etc. in fact their are just too many bad people that use Victim blame to Cover their tracks, But many people Are going to the comment section and be like why are you saying that in fact Eileen is not a ableist person in fact she listens to everyone and she is a good mom Well yeah like I see this one right there that she said that otherwise that she would listens to us,
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But what bothers me the most is that she wants to compare ABA to life skills, helping parents, and to have a better life for their Autistic children, It’s like everything that Non-disabled people want is trying to convince them that ABA is not abuse like you can’t change the history and Research you know it was made by a homophobic man Who he wanted people with sexuality and gender to be straight and Cis that is Called “gay conversion therapy” And it’s the same thing to ABA knows as “applied behavior analysis” for autism, But yet again this is like a slap in the face when she said stuff like “I disagree in fact ABA is not abuse like come on stop being a Bunch of Snowflake”
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And another thing is that when she said that AAC is helpful but in reality she doesn’t like AAC So the company Autism $peaks wants to pass a bill for schools To not allow access for Nonverbal autistic kids for the use of AAC Or other helpful and Good alternatives, In fact This posted had been one year later and she came up with the use of pulling up Another victim blaming And another destructive lies of trying to cover their tracks but with this time By blaming a another Autistic advocates by the name of @notanautismmom
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In fact this poor young woman has been Fighting for the right simply because she’s telling the truth of Autism $peaks trying to take away AAC for Nonverbal autistic kids and she has been facing in harassment by Eileen lamb,
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In fact I am sick and tired of her bullcrap just because that she’s being called out and saying that she is upset by autistic people but she being an ableist woman she is not a good person whatsoever and people should not be defending Eileen lamb at all like in fact why can’t people just listen to us why can’t people just let us be who we want to be instead of treating us like We’re burdens This is why that she is just making excuses for us excuses and for all that she works for autism $peaks just proves how ableist she is, Also I don’t care if Eileen lamb is autistic In fact autistic or not she needs to not pull the victim Card Nor treat us like garbage it is not right it is disrespectful and she knows that what she’s doing is wrong and that including her working for Autism $peaks and for her Disgusting behavior In fact as an autistic person like myself you know I don’t support hate groups like this I support love and Accept I support the parents of autistic children who Actually love them for no matter what, No one deserves to be punished no one deserves to be treated like we’re Puzzle pieces or burdens, no one deserves to be treated like we are disease, we deserve to be treated like We’re human Like we are welcome to this world in fact we deserve better #Nothingwithuswithoutus
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angelboybreakdowns · 1 year
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i hope that someday my sister is disabled and that nobody in her life supports her and that she is mocked or screamed at for not doing things she physically cannot do. i hope that people constantly turn her disability into a joke even when it is irrelevant to the situation. i hope that people tell her she is exaggerating when she mentions a single symptom or trait, even one she literally had to have to get diagnosed. i hope she feels like a worthless burden every second of her life. i hope she feels like not a single person in the world understands or supports her. I hope she spends years crying herself to sleep every night. i hope she has the worst life humanly possible.
(/sia i wouldnt actually wish this on anyone.)
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