AROACE REPRESENT
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we're not kids anymore.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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AROACE REPRESENT
makes me so happy to see aroace art on the top of the trending page!!
AROACE REPRESENT
makes me so happy to see aroace art on the top of the trending page!!
me: “yeah I dated a guy in high school who came out as gay. it was before i knew i was a boy so needless to say it didn’t work out”
coworker: “damn dude was preordering”
other things this coworker (who is a cis guy) has done/said:
—got confused about why I’d never been a boy scout because he forgot i was trans
—told me he was gonna get top surgery scar tattoos to match me after i get mine
—laughs at all my trans jokes, even if they’re supremely unfunny
—calls me big dog (and him little dog) even though he is about as tall as two of me
— “I can’t believe she would say that transphobic thing to you. In June? Pride month?”
Once I said "My gender is whatever's funniest at the time" and my coworker stops dead in his tracks, turns slowly and says "So are your pronouns honk/honk?" killing me instantly
I was talking to a friend I knew before I transitioned about my new relationship (my first one ever!) and I said "Yeah, I think I only indentified as aro/ace most of my life because I didn't have lesbian as an option" and he looked me dead in the eye and said "Oh? Why not? ...Ohhh"
Then he said "You know, I completely forgot you weren't always this way. Femininity really suits you" and let me tell you I started tearing up
Of course, not ten minutes later I mentioned that I had to relearn how to sing and he said "oh no, what happened?" so he might just be a little slow
Update on that friend: a bunch of people sent me "he's a little confused, but he's got the spirit" gifs in response to that story. I can tell you now with certainty that she definitely has the spirit, and she's not confused anymore
March 2025
Not embarrassed anymore
I had to draw them normally at lest once
rocky's crew dying from radiation exposure, something humans go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of and grace's crew dying in their "sleep" with nobody watching, something eridians go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of. cool book that is easy to read through your tears.
It is not lost on me that the film crew shot Iron Lung (2026) in 1.85:1 aspect ratio to maximize the vertical space inside the cramped submarine set.
That being said, it was also a good aspect ratio for... say... a YouTube video, so it fills the entire computer screen at home, instead of having black bars on it like widescreen would have.
Clever as fuck.
CRIMINAL lack of wheelchair Colt in this fandom.
Have yall watched the movie? that man is NOT walking without pain after all that.
Day 3 - Kisses 😘🐾
Disgusting. Get a room... Er...no... A bush...no wait...
I love bloodymary all ways. Aggressively homosexual. Queer platonic. Hate filled. Religious trauma Simon and perceived guardian angel Grace. Deities. ALL OF THEM I LOVE THEM ALL
Do you think Ryland ever visited one of Colt's sets once or twice, and each time every five minutes he'd get mistaken for his brother to an almost comical degree?
It became less comical for Colt the one time the stunt crew were rushing and grabbed (a very flustered) Ryland and tried to hook him onto a rig, thinking it was Colt.
The way he ran up screaming, "DAN THAT'S NOT ME, THAT’S RYLAND! DO NOT DROP MY BROTHER OFF A 40-FOOT BUILDING PLEASE!"
Jody and Ryland still laugh about it. Colt still gets anxiety thinking about it
Jody got Ryland a nametag that read "Not Colt Seavers" after that
"All I want is you, it's always you"
more Gracebot stuff. can you imagine him begging Rocky to bring Armando back??? Like, hey, power this one bigass robot in my house for me. PLEASE.
Lil crickets on Goodnotes
Ilya finds an odd picture of Shane in a photo album at one point. He's maybe three, he's sitting on the massive purple sofa that Ilya has discovered the Hollanders owned when Shane was born. He's frowning, red-cheeked and he's got a strange plastic case on his thumb.
"Yuna," he says, shifting his elbows on the table to point at it. "What is this on his hand? Was broken?"
Shane's head snaps up from across the table, where he's pretending that Photo Album Time is very boring to him and not worth paying attention to. He hasn't scrolled on the article he's pretending to read for over five minutes.
"I never broke a bone as a kid," he says, brows furrowed. "Not until U13, when that fucking kid from Guelph--"
Yuna and Shane both inhale quickly through their noses in what Ilya has learned to recognize as a moderative measure, lest they start yelling about something that everyone else on Earth has forgotten about.
"No," Yuna says, once her face looks a little less intense. "No, it wasn't broken. It was this...contraption that the dentist gave us to correct his thumb-sucking. He was so mad about it, we only put it on him a few times."
"Oh, Jesus," Shane mutters, eyes going back to his phone.
"Aw," Ilya says. "Poor baby Shane." He taps his finger against one little red cheek and laughs. "You really do look so mad, sweetheart. How did you make him stop?"
"Hmm...you know, I don't remember," Yuna sighs, tilting her head. "I guess he just stopped by himself eventually. Do you remember, Shane?"
"No," Shane says, shortly.
"Of course, that didn't get rid of the oral fixation," Yuna sighs, adjusting her reading glasses as she flips the page. "The things you used to chew on, Shane. Pens and straws and--"
"Mom," Shane snaps, while Ilya vibrates beside him. "Can we not?"
"I was afraid to give him popsicles because I thought he would gnaw on the sticks until he got a splinter in his stomach."
"Mom!"
"Well, honey, it's true! And you did outgrow it eventually, so it's not as if you have to be embarrassed."
"Oh, you did?" Ilya says, shoulders shaking. "You outgrew the, uh, oral fixation?"
"Stop," Shane hisses.
"Mm. Excuse me." Ilya stands from the table and sweeps out onto the back porch, though the sliding door does nothing to prevent the sound of his guffaws from floating back into the kitchen.
"You know," Yuna says, "I'm just going to assume that this is some kind of language barrier thing--"
"Please stop."