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acepodcastweek · 8 months

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2023 Ace Week Fiction Podcast Fan Event (October 22nd-28th)

October 22nd to October 28th 2023 is ace week, and fiction podcasts are a great medium to be asexual.

Prompts

Sunday, 22nd October

Ace of Spades | Realisation/Acceptance

Monday, 23rd October

Cake & Garlic Bread | Invisible/Seen

Tuesday, 24th October

Ace of Diamonds | Effort/Rest

Wednesday, 25th October

Space Ace | Past/Future

Thursday, 26th October

Ace of Hearts | Isolation/Connection

Friday, 27th October

Dragons | Divergence/Diversity

Saturday, 28th October

Ace of Clubs | Mourning/Celebration

More information on each list is available here.

How does this work?

I've made up two lists of daily prompts, above, to get you started. Using them is encouraged but entirely optional, and you may do as many or as few as you'd like. One per day is great, and one in one week also great. You can pick and mix, stick with one list, do both, or even just do your own thing entirely.

You can start working on them any time from right now up until during ace week, but if you're comfortable sharing them be sure to schedule or save them for the date and either @ me here at @acepodcastweek, or tag them with #ace podcast week, which I'll check daily up until November 1st.

You can join in by:

Creating art of any kind: visual, baking, music, etc

Writing fanfic

Doing poetry

Media analysis

Making recommendation lists

Holding polls

Highlighting creators

Sharing headcanons

And whatever else might strike your fancy.

Whether you want to dote on (or, let's be real, torment) your favourite ace characters, help other people find new shows they'd like, show the creative teams behind these works your appreciation, flex your brain creatively, just think it'd be interesting, or any other one of a myriad reasons, you're welcome to give it a go.

Image descriptions for visual art are not mandatory, but are strongly encouraged.

Creator Featurettes

Podcast creators and contributors who are acespec or have acespec characters are very welcome to put together little features of their characters and/or projects in advance of (or during) the week, which I'll reblog here.

Resources

There are many acespec characters in audio fiction, and I've attached two lists below to get you started.

Questions & Queries

If you have any questions, concerns, ideas, or anything else in that realm, get in touch with me here. You can drop them in the comments, my DMs, or send me an ask. Is there something I could be doing better? Let me know!

If you run any kind of community group or are a creator and would like to run a podcast ace week event, go for it. I sure don't have exclusive rights, and would welcome the company. If you let me know, I'll even promo it.

A list of asked and anticipated questions can be found here, and will be updated as additional questions are asked.

#ace podcast week #ace week #audio drama #fiction podcast #long post #housekeeping

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qwertycake · 8 months

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more qpr fluffy squishy platonic writing prompts! wahoo!! part two!!! :)

Same disclaimer applies as my first post - these are aro- and ace-spec centric, may only work for shortform fiction, and feel free to tweak them to be less specific/more specific to specific characters.

Specific is a weird word lol

Anyways…

“We both get caught out in the rain and wait out the weather under the same shelter, and either we’re meeting for the first time or we have a nice excuse to hang out together” AU

“You annotate a book for me and I annotate it right back for you, and we keep passing the book back and forth until its a mess of affectionate scribbles that we keep on the coffee table” AU

"It's hot outside and you love the heat but I hate it and you're being stupidly nice and sweet to me while I'm a grouchy mess" AU

"I can teach you how to play this instrument if you stop DISTRACTING ME by looking so ENDEARING AND INFATUATED" AU

"Keep Talking And Nobody Explodes" AU

"We're both too tired to take care of ourselves because of sickness/work/school/whatever but we immediately find the energy to take care of one another via making tea and grabbing blankets" AU

"We trade clothes for Halloween and do terrible impersonations of one another" AU

"We have a bunch of unfinished craft projects between the two of us and decide to just... finish them all in one day... 24 itty-bitty hours... oh boy..." AU

"We recreate a terrible low-budget movie together" AU

"On Valentine's Day, we decide to make a bunch of garlic bread and cake, and buy each other flowers in the colours of our respective aro-/ace-spec flags... and then the day after, we buy all the chocolate that's finally gone on sale" AU

“I teach you how to do make-up because for one reason or another you’re unfamiliar with it” AU

“Fake dating and having dramatic break ups over silly things in public for shits and giggles” AU

“So, the world might have just ended… so guess who has two thumbs and a bunker that desperately could use a roommate?” AU

“We’re made to play seven minutes in heaven at a party and after a few awkward minutes of silence we both decide to just order a pizza or something while we wait out the seven minutes” AU

“Hey, you can dance, and I can’t, teach me— no, I don’t care that I’ve got two left feet, teach me!” AU

“We’re both artists, maybe of different skill levels, and we decide to draw/paint/make art of each other” AU

“I’m a night owl and you’re more of a day person, so whenever we stop texting because you have to go to bed, I’m stuck laying awake thinking about you Please Enjoy Waking Up To A Bunch Of Messages” AU

“I’m a day person and you’re more of a night owl but I struggle to fall asleep because I’m stuck thinking about how lucky I am to be your friend Hey I Think I Could Stay Up For An Extra Ten Minutes” AU

“We’re both nervous about going to the gym alone so we try going together… but neither of us have the guts to get out of the car so we just go for a walk or something instead” AU

“You’re super into sports and exercise and I’m just getting into it but you hype me up so I’m less nervous about getting started” AU

“I bake a whole bunch, you cook big meals… at the same time of day - our kitchen is chaos” AU

“It’s New Year’s Eve and we’re hanging out at a party and everyone’s speculating that we’re gonna have our New Year’s Kiss together but the New Year comes and we just do a weird handshake” AU

“Non-Fatal Hanahaki Disease AU where we’re some of the few people who don’t experience it because we’re content with whatever non-romantic thing we have together… but we both have hay fever and are very annoyed by the constant barrage of flower petals around us and have to tell our friends to Please Stop Crushing On The Random Barista At Starbucks It’s The Third Time This Week You Are KILLING US” AU

“We’re both alien test subjects who’ve never met before and have to try and plan our escape - bonus points if the aliens are specifically testing for something like amatonormative like All Humans Fall In Love and we’re the black swans of the research since they apparently abducted Only Romantic Allosexuals Aside From Us Somehow” AU

“It’s midnight and you show up on my doorstep unannounced after a long while of us drifting apart, what on earth happened?” AU

“We’re both capable of granting wishes - you’re the monkey’s paw and I’m the guy who’s stuck remedying all the messed up things you have happen to people What Is Wrong With You” AU

And finally…

“I’m laying on the couch at a party drunk/high/exhausted/whatever and you’re looking after me, having only met me that night - I proceed to ramble about how embarrassed I’ll be when I’m older and think back to how I made a fool of myself in front of someone I wanted to be friends with really badly… but luckily for me, you’re flattered that I think you’re super cool” AU

#certified qwertycake moment #writing prompt #writing #au #otp prompt #imagine your otp #platonic otp prompt #brotp #aromantic #asexual #aroace #arospec #aspec #acespec #ace #qpr #qpp

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thegreatgeodo · 2 months

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Hey idiots sorry i'm this late but happy valentines to My aro/Ace and aroace and acespec and y'get it gang. Yes, My main OC is asexual, mainly because he's also Agender.

+ regular palette Geodo. Also i know y'all don't technically celebrate valentines but like i mean it like if you don't believe in love then celebrate whatever the fuck you believe in. Like garlic bread. Or violence. Or whateverthefuck, point is BE HAPPY EVEN AT THE EXPENSE OF OTHER PEOPLE WELL NO NOT REALLY THAT'S ACTUALLY BAD BUT Y'GET IT BE HAPPY

#acesexual #asexual #aroace #aromantic

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razzamult · 6 months

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Being an ally is a interesting thing, growing up in a conservative family i've often wondered where my unconscious biases are, how do i spot them if i'm not conscious of them? How do I learn what I need to unlearn? For me, it's been a journey. I got into queer communities via furry twitch during the pandemic (and yes, i'll wear the Furry label). 2020 was one of the times ever. we all wanted some form of interaction with people even if it was just to know that other people still existed and we weren't living out some 'book of eli' lone survivor scenario. Being stuck at home, the obvious answer was the internet, but reading text posts on reddit & news articles doesn't have that same level of interaction....and then i found twitch. ooooh....i can pet the furry streamer....and chat with them.....and this is ticking boxes in very weird ways....learning what 'parasocial' means....it was a wild ride (and still is)! Part of this was joining discord communities and getting to know people a bit better, and as someone who had just come into those communities who didn't understand a lot of queer culture and history and just wanted people to hang out with while the world burned down outside my door....it was scary! was I going to say something wrong? do something wrong? offend someone? what if i get banned?

Obviously that didn't happen, and the communities i joined were actually great places, warm & welcoming, gave people room to explore & understand, we shared memories and created new ones together. But I wanted to do better than that, I wanted to understand better what terms like enby and ace meant, terms I hadn't heard growing up or in school, I'd seen the terms on the internet in the past, but never had cause to look into it myself at the time. Learning is a dangerous thing, you discover things that challenge you, asking you to question your beliefs and preconceptions, but I knew if i wanted to be a better ally I needed to learn some things, challenge myself to understand and embrace it (whatever the answer is). so i started buying books. It was extremely convenient that at the time there happened to be an lgbtqia+ bookshop next to the train station where i was working, picked up a few things, understood some terms better, got a better handle on some ideas, asked some discord friends to clarify some terms. Then i bought this:

I'd seen people use the aroace tag on discord and twitch and wanted to learn more and I WAS NOT PREPARED TO READ A BOOK ABOUT ME. Ok, so i've been single my whole life, and never felt like dating, and don't want to have sex, and there was one point where i was wondering if I could RP with a fursona....but that whole concept just ended up feeling way too weird and never got onto the runway and basically exploded in the hanger... I wasn't ready to find out that I was part of the A in LGBTQIA+, I was supposed to be an ally not an allee?....is that even a word??....i decree this is a word. After the initial bout of confusion and wtf-ness, i've come to accept the label, it doesn't change who i am, but i does help myself & others to understand me better. I'm still pondering microlabels, leaning toward aegosexual (unless i find an even better match), but happy to live under the a-spec umbrella.

Learning is scary! you can find out that you were wrong for your whole life, that you're not in fact weird or broken in some way for not "getting" relationships like so many others, but that you are in fact perfectly fine. Finding out that i'm part of the queer community really highlights how i see other people's actions toward it....I get it now, maybe i don't get "all" of it still, but I do get a lot more of it. It's given me a lot to think about. So thank you furry twitch for giving me the space to learn about myself, and thank you Sarah & Kayla for the awesome book!

I'm an aroace ferret and that's ok! and yes, i do like garlic bread.

#asexual #book review #garlic bread is good #thankyou internet friends

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grizzlyofthesea · 1 year

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Incorrect Quotes Generator Shenanigans: Part 6

Meat Sweats: Y’know, maybe things aren’t so bad. I’m here. I got the nice ocean breeze. Just alone with my thoughts. Mikey: Hey, Meat Sweats. Meat Sweats: GODDAMNIT!

Dastardly Danny, setting down a card: Ace of spades. Malicious Mickey, pulling out an Uno card: +4. Loathsome Leonard, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you! Raph, trembling: What are we playing?!

Donnie: How do you want your coffee? Leo: Black, like my soul. Donnie: Donnie: Leo, your soul is a latte.

Cassandra: And here we see Casey II and April in their natural habitat. Texting eachother variations of the word "garlic bread" to try to make eachother laugh. Casey II: Gaelic bread. April: Grueling brad. Casey II: Ha ha, glamorous beans.

Draxum: Splinter has never seen Star Wars? Big Mama, the only people in the universe who haven’t seen Star Wars are the characters in Star Wars and that’s cause they lived them, Big Mama! That’s cause they lived the Star Wars!

Hypno: Reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold, bye!

Huginn, holding a scooter: Muninn! Can I go outside and play with this? Muninn: Sure, whatever. I'm not your parent, okay? Huginn, running outside: Thanks Muninn! Muninn, running out after them and screaming: NOT ON THE STREET! STAY AWAY!

Sunita: I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say ‘wow’ that many times during their first session with a client, but here we are.

Ghost Bear, explaining why they are not allowed to cook: I put the noodles in the pot and put the pot on the stove and turned the burner on high. Turns out you don't put noodles in marijuana and I almost burnt the whole house down.

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rockybloo · 1 year

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I have remembered a post that went around a while back about how ace people are not immune to sirens as they sing about the thing you want most and if that thing is moth man or garlic bread they could do it

Which leads me to imagining halite of a rock looking all majestic and there singing the most inane thing you can think off like cats or something

I mean, Halite can sing just about every tune. It's just a matter of if he really wants to since he's also picky. Like...annoyingly so sometimes. He's very critical about his music choices.

I also imagine him to be more of like...a slow jams kinda guy with a reliance on subliminal messaging in his lyrics which is what really gets people to do whatever he wants. So he'll sneak in some ones favorite thing if he knows what it is.

#ask: halite #ask: glitter and guilt #ask

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laiuoes · 10 months

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hey no offense to aces but can you like get it together?? asexual animals can make clones and y’all are just sitting and eating garlic bread or whatever

#asexual #idk how to tag things

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aroaceconfessions · 2 years

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(Cw talk of sex)

You know, sometimes I really miss that period when the tumblr/instagram asexual community was really into cake and dragons

I was around 13-14 at the time and still too scared of ‘faking it’ to talk to people, but seeing everyone be so welcoming made me really happy. There’s a youtuber who occasionally goes through queer subreddits and I’m always super happy to see him laugh at old garlic bread tumblr posts, or “asexuals are gonna invade Denmark”. It’s just a huge source of comfort

Now it’s almost 6 years later and I think I’ve accepted myself, but I have no idea where to find community. This blog and a few of my mutuals are my only connection

The thing is, I’m scared of it all. I’m scared of finding community because I still feel like I won’t fit in.

I’m sex repulsed, very much so. It’s disgusting to me. But I also really love it. I love being sex positive in a sex negative and homophobic country. I think women having sex just because they want to is great! Kink at pride discourse? I think there should be more kink at pride

I’ve always been fascinated about the hows and whys people have sex. Why they enjoy it, what it’s like for them. The different kinks and fetishes people have, if there’s a reason or not, how they navigate sexual situations (Like "some people find objects sexually appealing?? Tell me more! What’s the criteria? Do you get butterflies? A shiver? Do you know right away or does it take some time?")

But this whole thing makes me feel like a traitor to both sides? I’ve only ever felt comfortable discussing this with other ace people, so I feel like I’m intruding? Like I’m coming into a space where people want to get away from all this like that gif of Big Bird busting down the door

And that I’m a traitor to allosexual people for finding sex repulsive. Yes this is disgusting, please tell me more. No, I’m not judging you

I don’t really know where I’m going with this. I think I just needed to talk to someone

Is this a thing other people go through? Is it worth pushing myself to idk. Look through the asexual tag on tumblr or reddit or whatever? To try and get over this anxiety? Or am I just doomed to be stuck feeling alone?

#asexual #ace #acespec #aspec #sex repulsed #ace community #pride #sex positive #internalized aphobia #internalized acephobia

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ursbearhug · 9 months

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You know what really annoys me?

When bitches will *attempt* at being all high and mighty know it alls and admonish someone else for making 'basic' mistakes but then they back up their claim with something equally stupid and erroneous.

Believing in soul mates and being atheist are not things that are mutually exclusive. The idea of 'soul' predates (in this case) christianity by a long while, and I wouldn't be surprised if not by millennia. We can see the idea of soulmates showing up in Feast, which is what? Circa 390-400 BC? And Plato was very much *not* a Christian. Personally, I'm of an idea that he wasn't very religous or pious in the first place either, but that's just me.

Like, I know what point they're trying to drive in. But a thing that ircks me is: if you're really make it a point to call someone (sometimes, rightfully so) stupid, maybe make sure you have your facts straight. Or gay.

Also, for someone who's supposedly taken philosophy classes, a lot of philosophical nuance really is flying over your head. Don't get me wrong, I hated my philosophy classes (even though I have aced them, weird flex but k pop off king), even with the ease of talking only about ancient middterrenian philosophies, but there is a lot of cool, interesting, fascinating and worth-reading things in there. And they happen to be nuanced.

Anyway, one can be an atheist or agnostic or whatever and still believe in the concept of a soul because, despite criss-crossing, philosophical and religious thoughts are not the same.

Extra garlic bread and tender gay sex.

#percy does things #will delete later

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inlocusmads · 1 year

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The Eleventh Hour

Ethan wallows in his sorrows. Hope eventually arrives in the form of a pajama-wearing, file-bearing, frantically-running Jane.

Featuring: Ethan Ramsey, Jane Fletcher from Open Heart.

Word Count: 1.9k | No Warnings/General | Post Book 3: In The Future

Tropes: Proposal / Humour

A/N : This is the proposal fic. Yes. You heard that right. No I am not kidding. Yes, it is heartwarming. No, I don't guarantee fluff. Yes, fluff has various interpretations and is left up to the reader to view it whatever way they see fit.

"Marriage isn't really in the cards for me."

"Children? Nah."

"I doubt I'd be a good family person, to say the least. I don't believe I can raise a child or take them to school or – anything of that sort."

"Honestly I'm much better off alone."

It was eleven at night and the doctor was alone, with some nightly patrons at Pauling's Bistro and Bar.

Ethan wanted to be wrong. He desperately wanted to be. Except it wasn't simple, wasn't it? His friends were all settled and happy. Tobias had a girlfriend now and if trends run smoothly, perhaps he could finally settle down. Ines and Angie were considering sperm donors and everyone was ready. Almost as if they'd had their life sorted out from the very beginning.

It went Birth. School. Work. Marriage. Death. In that order. Kids were optional, but a wedding! People loved weddings and his father was no exception to it.

They had a thing going on in his class in the late 80s. The kids there all wanted what their parents had - a great house, a job that paid well, endless candy. They'd all written up their wishes and had read it out to the class. When it has been Ethan's turn, he'd taken his itty project to the front and used his sharp voice to read out his essay.

"I would love to be a dragon when I grow up!"

Ethan was, safe to say, a bit sad. Pauling's Bistro was quiet that night and he'd been served a sandwich and a tall glass of lemonade. He wasn't quite in the mood for anything strong or anything too fancy, because he believed in not giving into his depressive symptoms, such as impulse buying and keeping quiet to himself in a corner.

A good cry would do it.

"Over sandwiches? Really? God, I'm pathetic." Ethan spoke out loud. He massaged his eyes in agony.

Ethan didn't need kids or a family to be complete. After all, Baz Mirani, a dear friend of his, had come out as asexual and aromatic and he'd mentioned he didn't need a partner or anyone to make his life happy and prosperous. He'd had a plan too - extend the lifespan of his career, travel the world a bit and he'd also mentioned something about garlic bread and cake that he didn't quite understand.

Unfortunately Ethan wasn't a person on the Ace Spectrum, rather he was actually in a committed relationship.

For three and a half years to be precise.

Jane had been his partner for a couple of years and neither had any idea on how to take their relationship. Jane still lived with the Roommates in her Boston flat and occasionally popped by Ethan's for a chat, sometimes. It felt like they were longtime friends who decided to just date out of convenience, peer pressure and boredom. Neither of them were remotely interested in romantic things and often got together for lunch, to talk about dragons and the general way of life.

So no. They were friends, but now they dated. They're one ring away from getting married, one hyperactive bridesmaid and best man away from a lavish wedding and one paper away from getting a house and starting a proper family.

Many had already joked. They'd said stuff like, "Oh, you two don't need marriage! You're already together for a really long time!" - a cheeky way of guilting them into throwing a huge inconvenient party, with a cake and a dance. His friends weren't of help either. They'd all subtly hinted that Ethan was not the same, doe-eyed boy he used to be, playing with dragons and tidying up his office. He was growing old and that meant he'd have to get settled down quickly.

A clap of thunder jolted him awake. He took a small bite of his jalapeno and cheese sandwich, before downing the lemonade in one single go.

"I didn't ask to be an adult." he mumbled, hazily. "I – just sort of minded my own business and then – these people walk in with their obscure demands and hey, "Look at that" they'd say, "Let's make a mockery of him! He looks like an old lean fellow, someone with nobody to take care of him!" – and the next thing I know, I'm jumping down this – cliff of dread and absolute shame because of course, it's always the fellow who's got everything who can't get it. It's poetic cinema. Writes itself, practically. Three years and a book later, it becomes a movie –"

Another clap of thunder. The people serving him drinks and the patrons threw him concerned looks, as if he's gone loopy in the head.

"-- annnd it's always me! The miserable loner who can't be bothered to have a good wedding because God forbid him go against his – stupid little feeling policies. Who even – who even made up stuff like that? Was it Mom? Louise? Did Dad have a say in it? Did they – sort of genetically code me into being this – kind of person?"

He'd always blamed Louise for his lack of empathy, but someday he was going to have to fight back. Unfortunately for him, Ethan was more than comfortable to give up and address it slowly. And it was valid, really. Recovering from trauma took time and Ethan should've been a bit more pardoning with himself.

And yet, he subjected himself to torture. He watched his friends post pictures on social media - their "happy lives, happy wives" memes and so on, that it didn't just annoy him. It made him green with envy and blue with sorrow.

He was tired of making excuses. He was tired of missing out on a life he knew for certain he wasn't going to enjoy.

"Wha' am I suppos'd to do, anyway? Get engaged? Would that please these – Gods of Marriage then?"

The rain poured like hellfire. And suddenly, Ethan spotted a figure running across the street to the Bistro. The figure wore a coat, a pair of sandshoes and was tall enough to stick out like a sore thumb. The figure also had something tucked in their cloak and their steps, though steadfast, weren't very graceful.

"Jane."

She motioned for him to come out. Or maybe she'd gestured at something else. Either way, he complied instantly and abandoned his sandwich; ducking through the door and into the cold night where the storm raged on and on. Jane was dripping wet.

"Jane? Is this you?"

"Certainly haven't done this before – I might've just made a huge mess."

"The pyjamas–"

"Ah yes. Pardon me. They are not an artistic choice." - she adjusted the collars of her shirt. "Anyway – I was about to go to bed a couple of minutes ago, when I realised there was something terribly important I was forgetting. Something so important you could start a war and it's still be even more important than defending the country."

"No, I understand, what is it? An emergency? And how on earth did you find me here?"

"Trial and error." She panted and puffed. "You weren't at the public library or Donahue's. You weren't inside any of the supply closets. So you had to be here."

The rain ravaged. Ethan shrugged off his coat and draped it over Jane, shushing her as she tried to protest.

"Anyway, it took a while, but I know how much you want the package."

"The what?"

"Kids. A life. An awesome car or something."

"I never said that."

"Ah, but you wouldn't stop complaining and it kind of was annoying. You didn't want the package but at the same time you were envious of the people who had it. So it was paradoxical and I didn't know what I should be doing about it. And then I had this brilliant plan. To you know, make you a little less upset with life."

"I'm not upset with anything! Jane, you need to know that all of this is just–"

"I've known you for eight years. I highly doubt you'd want your cribbings to be ignored. Anyway –"

Jane got down on one knee. Ethan stared; his eyes fixated on her, as she tried to carefully remove the documents under her cloak.

"This contains two things. An instructional page to become a Canadian citizen and a second page that has everything you need to know about registering yourself as my common-law partner, application, paperwork, blah blah. You get the point."

She looked up at him, cleared her throat and held the manila folder as if it were a velvet box with a delicate ring inside.

"So – Ethan. Ramsey. Whatever your middle name is. Will you be my common-law partner?"

Ethan paused; his breath hitched and he was certain he couldn't think properly.

"I really need an answer now because I've badly hurt my knee and it hurts to do anything."

Ethan let out a chuckle, followed by a deep, hearty laugh that stemmed from his stomach. He continued - chuckling, laughing and just in the throes of this euphoric feeling of happiness that he didn't bother paying Jane any attention or her poor scraped knee.

"Yes." - He smiled.

"Is that a yes or a "I'll think about it" yes?"

"An actual YES." he screamed a little.

"You know my middle name is Jonah, right?" Ethan said, as he cut up a piece of the sandwich for both of them to share. Outside, the storm stopped but the rain continued in partial drizzles; probably in tandem with the emotional highs and lows Ethan had faced that day.

"Yeah, well, I forgot, okay? You can't expect me to remember everything."

"Considering you actually proposed, I think it'd have been nice if you went, Ethan Jonah Ramsey, will you marry me?"

"I thought it would somewhat be the opposite instead." Jane shrugged. "Like, Jantje Claude Fletcher, will you marry me? I thought you were in a rat race or a hamster wheel - or well, whatever - getting a ring, planning a wedding, conspiring with my friends, breaking open a champagne bottle like we're people inaugurating a ship like in those old cartoons."

"Like I said, it isn't in the cards for me. But common-law partnership might be."

"So it isn't a yes yes, then?" Jane raised her brow.

"No, it is a yes. But I'd like to go through these and do some research."

"So you'd blindly jump in, before reading the manual? That's it. I'm finding a better partner. Goodbye."

"So you're saying this was a test? That there's probably an actual ring hidden inside your pocket right now? And you've got people hidden under the chairs and tables, waiting to yell, Surprise!"

"No. But it is implied." Jane shook her head. "Only joking, but if you desperately want a ring, I can make arrangements."

There was a pause. The two exchanged smiles; several inside jokes shoved up their sleeve, waiting to break out like a dam. But it didn't. Jane sighed, as Ethan dug into his sandwich.

"This isn't a traditional arrangement, you know, so it did take me by surprise; the swiftness in which you said yes. Are you really sure?"

"Vw--ory sho--re." Ethan spoke, between mouthfuls of food. "I've never been sure ever before. This. It makes sense to me. I have to go through it to thoroughly understand it, but nothing has to change and I'm comfortable with that. Besides it's – it's you isn't it? It's you. Then there's me. And we're – well, we're happy. And I'd rather see you happy than make you hunt for a ring."

"Ah, so you would like a ring." Jane thumped her fist against the table. Ethan smiled a toothy grin.

"There's this one black ring that I've got my eyes on. It's splendid, okay? It's got a nice engraving of a haiku. And I like haikus."

"Fine. You get your black ring. I'll get a sandwich, but you're paying this time. This is frickin good!"

"Indeed it is! Pauling's never disappoints."

Ethan looked back on the moment. The proposal at Pauling's Bistro. The rain. The storm. It felt like something out of a romance movie when the protagonists finally acknowledged the fact that things have changed. Things are now turning out to be better looking. Except Ethan didn't need a positive change in his life to be hopeful about things. Jane had taught him that even the simplest of crossword puzzles in a Sunday newspaper carried the largest of answers that unlocked the entire universe. Nothing had to change, because everything was great just the way it was.

At least for a while, because the storm didn't end there. It got worse.

"Yeah we're stuck here." Jane remarked. "Want to share some funny work stories?"

"Let's see. There was this man - no, this intern - wait, he could be a surgical one – no, probably from the anaesthetics department – anyway, he ended up doing something so hilarious and so incorrect that…"

Tag List:

Perma: @tessa-liam @peonierose @quixoticdreamer16

OH only: @cariantha @trappedinfanfiction @jerzwriter

#open heart #ethan ramsey x jane fletcher #w:inlocusmads

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chaoticpostcollectionstuff · 11 months

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feel free to explain why in the tags (“purple bc i'm ace“ or "red, i like red" or whatever) or just don't if you just want to press a button

#polls #lgbt #pride month #the chaotic original tag

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melodyofthevoid · 1 year

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❤️🧡💛💚🩵💜

❤️ - What are your pronouns?

She/they! I've played around with neopronouns but I mostly vibe with she/they

🧡 - How has the way you presented yourself (ex. Clothing, hairstyle, etc.) changed since you realized you were queer?

So, ironically my presentation has gotten more "feminine" in the abstract sense in that I wear more dresses on the regular but conversely I've gotten way more androgynous (imo). I've recently gotten a binder and cut my hair short (I look like Leon Kennedy tbh) and I wear way more funky earrings so. I like to joke I'm none gender with left femme.

💛 - Who or what made you realize you were queer?

Uh... how do I put this. Pinterest? So I didn't really have access to most social media out of an instilled fear of "whatever you do on the internet can come back to bite you" so I experienced Tumblr through screenshots on Pinterest. And through the meme screenshots I came across the old posts where they were like "gay/straight is like a slide, pansexuals are on the merry-go-round, and ace people are chilling in the sandbox". And I learned that you can just. Not be attracted to people. The old dragon and garlic bread memes of 2012-14 were a major factor.

The other bits and bobs I found later around 2020-21.

💚 - How many queer people do you know irl?

Quite a lot! Through college and what not I've got a pretty queer friend group (DND will do that for you).

(I assume that the missing one is supposed to be blue)💙 - When you first learned about the Queer community, did you immediately realize ‘That’s me!’ Or did you consider yourself a ‘really good ally’ for some time?

When I found the ace label that was an immediate "Oh shit that's me". I don't really remember being aware of the gay community all that much prior to 2012 in all honesty. In terms of my gender identity I didn't really understand how all that worked for the longest time (and admittedly almost slipped into some Not Great™ beliefs because of that lack of understanding) but later I was like "wait. wait you can just. Change your pronouns and go by whatever and still look like you? Wait. Wait hold on". Seeing others go through their journeys first hand really opened my eyes there.

💜 - What Label(s) Have You Identified With for the Longest?

Ace babyyyy. When I learned that the sexual attraction bit was not required I clung to that bad boy like a lifeline. Ace flag my beloved.

#melody rambles

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im-fruity-and-bored · 3 months

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Hi! I have a goofy little request :]

Can y'all give me some of your favorite silly queer stereotypes for different sexualities? Or just queer people in general? (not harmful stereotypes, just stuff like “gay people like frogs,” or “bi people do finger guns,” WHICH HAS PROOF- I have a picture of my sister when she was like 3, inadvertently doing finger guns. She came out as bi like 3 years later I think- lmao, or “ace people like garlic bread and cake and are secretly dragons that crave world domination-” which is… obviously false- me? A dragon in disguise? Whatever made you think that? [nervously munches garlic bread])

But yeah goofy stuff like that. It's for a little craft for my close friends/some members of my chosen family. When I finish said craft, I will probably show pictures and see if y'all want digital versions 🙃

WARNING FOR A WHOLE ESSAY TO THOSE THAT SENT ART REQUESTS

TLDR;I'm working on the art requests. Please have a little patience, and blame my friend for being a kind, considerate, caring person, and a good friend, for me not working on requests sooner.

(Also- speaking of requests, please trust that I AM working on yall’s art requests. Don't give up on me please- and if I haven't responded to your ask, it's because I plan to respond with the art itself 😅 I know it may seem like ‘oh she's working on other projects- what about my ask?’ And that is a reasonable concern, because I am a MASTER procrastinator. I will get to drawing your stuff though! I know I’m personally very impatient so I'll try not to keep y'all waiting too long. I was stressing about it the other day- “oh I have so many things to draw for people- oh god-” and my friend was trying to reassure me not to stress myself out about it- all “they can be patient.” So instead of pushing myself to do things, I ended up scrolling through my feed, spending almost a whole day in my bed reading fanfiction, starting a silly little fic (which I won't share the plot of in case I don't finish it, but I might post here later-) and watching the new Hazbin Hotel episodes, and watching Darly Boxman for the first time. So yeah blame my friend for being a sweet, caring, and reassuring person lmfao-)

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