Davey Alan Jacobs @david-the-snake-blog - Tumblr Blog

How are you?

growaswego

@dearevanhansenofficial

growaswego

gaypeopletwitter

Me with @thelittlejacob before I came out to them.

honeyorgurt-deactivated20180921

richie-luna

friendly reminder that jughead jones is canonically aro/ace

happy pride month, everyone :)

this is literally all coded talk for him being gay but yeah anyway

richie-luna

ah yes because “i don’t go on dates”, “i don’t want to kiss PEOPLE”, and “i don’t get crushes” is gay coding sure lmao

edgebug

yeah using the word asexual to describe a character is Obviously gay coding

ruyeka

Yeah because an openly gay character telling Jughead he doesn’t get his dilemma about finding other gay men to date is SO gay coding

We stan Jughead.

#newsverse #kind of ooc

I can relate.

I HAVE WAITED ALL YEAR TO POST THIS

sheisrecovering

daily self care checklist ft. emojis✨ get enough rest • take your meds • stay hydrated • and eat enough food 💕

Reminders for self-care.

aroacepagans

I’ve seen some discussion about what exactly we lost during the discourse, and so as my contribution I would like to posit some aspec vocabulary that fell completely out of use or simply became less popular due to discourse, along with some vocabulary that got coined during the discourse and never got a chance to become popular because of that. I encourage people to start using these terms again, we deserve to have our own community and language.

Zucchini: A word used to refer to someone’s queerplatonic partner.

Aromate: A friend that’s basically your soul mate, just not in a sexual or romantic way.

Peach Fuzz: A qpp or close friendship where two people pretend to date in order to avoid unwanted questions and comments about why they’re not in a relationship.

Squish: A friend crush

Lush: A crush based in sensual attraction

Plush: A crush based in queerplatonic attraction

Smush: A crush based in sexual attraction

Swish: A crush based in aesthetic attraction

Feel free to add more or ask for clarification on definitions, and remember your aspec vocabulary y’all!

Hey David. -Spot

Hey.

How are you?

So-so.

Me too

Want to hang out?

Sure. Meet by the bridge?

Sounds great, Spot.

healthymind-healthylife

So I found this and thought you’d like it

#newsverse #David's self-care

Some reminders for myself.

#newsverse #David's self-care

Hey David. -Spot

Hey.

How are you?

So-so.

Me too

Want to hang out?

I decided on following some self-care blogs to keep myself healthy.

Hey David. -Spot

Hey.

thelittlejacob

How are you?

So-so.

Hey David. -Spot

Hey.

Ah. Hello, Racetrack.

Hey Davey!

How are you doing?

Good, I guess :// how’re you??

I could honestly be better.

Oof. Sorry, dude

No worries. I get used to it.

Thats????? Also not good??????????

I guess you are correct.

I guess we can hang out, if you are up to it.

Sure!

Sounds good.

Yeah

~Let’s do this.~

~heck yeah~

Davey sat on his couch, reading a book.

Race knocked on the door, blowing a bubble from his gum.

“Coming!” Davey called before he stood up and opened the door. He was tired, and forgot how tall he actually was, let alone what day it was.

Race smiled. “Hey dude!” He had to look up, despite also being tall.

Davey grinned. “Would you like to sit down?” Davey was internally screaming, since he knew what he was going to do.

“Yeah,” Race sat down, bouncing a bit

“I need to tell you something,” Davey scooted closer to Race, hoping he would get a hug.

“Yeah?” He wrapped an arm around dave.

“You might hate me.” Davey put his arm on Race’s knee, trying to make himself comfortable.

“I doubt it” Race replied, snappjbg his gum.

“I’m… uh…” I put his face into Race’s arm, scared to say what he was going to say.

“You ok?” He asked, concern lacing his voice

“Yeah. I’m just scared.”

“It’s ok, Dave.”

“I’m… I’m aroace…”

“Oh thats cool! I support ya!” Race grinned

“Thanks, Race!” Davey smiled.

“No prob, dave”

Davey pulled his friend into a hug, not even noticing the tears rolling down his cheeks.

Race hugged back, when they noticed the tears. “Hey, hey, it’s ok. Everything’s good. You’re a rad friend.”

Davey nodded, shaking slightly.

Race smiled.

“T-th-thank y-you.”

“Youre welcome.”

Davey sniffled.

Race leaned over and grabbed a box of tissues for Davey.

Davey graciously took the box and blew his nose, then wiping his eyes. “I was scared.”

“Yeah…. It’s scary, coming out ‘n stuff,” race replied

“I told Spot and Jack.”

“That’s good!”

“I’m just worried that some of our friends… won’t act the same way.”

“Yeah, but everyone has come out of is really supportive, I think you’ll be ok!”

“Thank you for listening.”

“Of course”

“Should we do anything?”

“Dunno. Anything you wanna do?”

“Watch a movie?”

“Sounds cool!”

“Spider-Man: Homecoming?”

“Hell yeah!”

“You mean, ‘fuck yes, this is Tom Holland we’re talking about?’“

“Fuck yeah!!!”

“Sweet.”

“Yeah”

Davey went to put his feet up, but stubbed his toe. “FUCK! Oh. Shit, Race, sorry. Mind getting me an ice pack?”

Race tried not to snort, but Davey cursing was kind of funny since he always tried to seem composed. “Yeah I’ll get you one”

“Thank you.” Davey rubbed his hurt toe. Davey was proper, yes, but when he was home, he added cursing to the mix.

“Ya welc”

He put on Spider-Man, yawning.

Race watched, bouncing up and down a bit.

“I love Tom Holland.”

“He’s awesome”

“Couldn’t agree more, Racer.”

“Yeah”

“Hey, Race?”

“Yeah Davey?”

“Is it strange to you?”

“Is what strange?”

“Me… being… uh…”

“Oh! I don’t find it weird!”

“Fuck… how? Isn’t it unnatural?”

“No? If it was ‘unnatural’ or some shit, then it wouldn’t be happening!”

“I’m just… I’m just so fucking scared.”

“Its ok to be scared”

“I mean, it makes sense for my interests, but… I’ve never heard of anyone actually feeling this way.”

“There’s a huge community on the internet”

“Really?” Davey pulled out his phone, which had the aroace pride flag as his background. “Show me, please.”

Race searched up ‘a-spec’ community and handed back davey’s phone.

A smile ghosted Davey’s face. “Woah. It is real… it isn’t just me.”

Race grinned. “See? I told ya”

“Thank you, Race. Thank you.” Davey grabbed Race and pulled him into a hug.

“You’re welcome, Davey.” Race hugged back.

“I love you so much. Platonically, of course.”

“Same”

“I…”

“Yeah?”

“I remember when I tried dating and that shit. It never felt right, and I found out why last year. I just didn’t think it was real. It just seemed like a good way to label myself.”

Race nodded. “That’s valid”

Davey smiled, for real this time. He didn’t know why, but he started laughing. Maybe something prompted him to let out emotions he didn’t really have for years.

Race smiled and started laughing too

Davey shook his head, still laughing.

Race laughed a bit more and smiled widely

“I don’t even know what’s going on anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

“One minute I was on the verge of tears, the next we’re both laughing.”

“Oh my god youre right”

“We’re so stupid.”

“Yeah”

“I guess that’s all, Race.”

“Guess so”

“Thank you. For everything.”

#newsverse #((end?))

Ah. Hello, Racetrack.

Hey Davey!

How are you doing?

Good, I guess :// how’re you??

I could honestly be better.

Oof. Sorry, dude

No worries. I get used to it.

Thats????? Also not good??????????

I guess you are correct.

I guess we can hang out, if you are up to it.

Sure!

Sounds good.

Yeah

~Let’s do this.~

~heck yeah~

Davey sat on his couch, reading a book.

Race knocked on the door, blowing a bubble from his gum.

“Coming!” Davey called before he stood up and opened the door. He was tired, and forgot how tall he actually was, let alone what day it was.

Race smiled. “Hey dude!” He had to look up, despite also being tall.

Davey grinned. “Would you like to sit down?” Davey was internally screaming, since he knew what he was going to do.

“Yeah,” Race sat down, bouncing a bit

“I need to tell you something,” Davey scooted closer to Race, hoping he would get a hug.

“Yeah?” He wrapped an arm around dave.

“You might hate me.” Davey put his arm on Race’s knee, trying to make himself comfortable.

“I doubt it” Race replied, snappjbg his gum.

“I’m… uh…” I put his face into Race’s arm, scared to say what he was going to say.

“You ok?” He asked, concern lacing his voice

“Yeah. I’m just scared.”

“It’s ok, Dave.”

“I’m… I’m aroace…”

“Oh thats cool! I support ya!” Race grinned

“Thanks, Race!” Davey smiled.

“No prob, dave”

Davey pulled his friend into a hug, not even noticing the tears rolling down his cheeks.

Race hugged back, when they noticed the tears. “Hey, hey, it’s ok. Everything’s good. You’re a rad friend.”

Davey nodded, shaking slightly.

Race smiled.

“T-th-thank y-you.”

“Youre welcome.”

Davey sniffled.

Race leaned over and grabbed a box of tissues for Davey.

Davey graciously took the box and blew his nose, then wiping his eyes. “I was scared.”

“Yeah…. It’s scary, coming out ‘n stuff,” race replied

“I told Spot and Jack.”

“That’s good!”

“I’m just worried that some of our friends… won’t act the same way.”

“Yeah, but everyone has come out of is really supportive, I think you’ll be ok!”

“Thank you for listening.”

“Of course”

“Should we do anything?”

“Dunno. Anything you wanna do?”

“Watch a movie?”

“Sounds cool!”

“Spider-Man: Homecoming?”

“Hell yeah!”

“You mean, ‘fuck yes, this is Tom Holland we’re talking about?’“

“Fuck yeah!!!”

“Sweet.”

“Yeah”

Davey went to put his feet up, but stubbed his toe. “FUCK! Oh. Shit, Race, sorry. Mind getting me an ice pack?”

Race tried not to snort, but Davey cursing was kind of funny since he always tried to seem composed. “Yeah I’ll get you one”

“Thank you.” Davey rubbed his hurt toe. Davey was proper, yes, but when he was home, he added cursing to the mix.

“Ya welc”

He put on Spider-Man, yawning.

Race watched, bouncing up and down a bit.

“I love Tom Holland.”

“He’s awesome”

“Couldn’t agree more, Racer.”

“Yeah”

“Hey, Race?”

“Yeah Davey?”

“Is it strange to you?”

“Is what strange?”

“Me… being… uh…”

“Oh! I don’t find it weird!”

“Fuck… how? Isn’t it unnatural?”

“No? If it was ‘unnatural’ or some shit, then it wouldn’t be happening!”

“I’m just… I’m just so fucking scared.”

“Its ok to be scared”

“I mean, it makes sense for my interests, but… I’ve never heard of anyone actually feeling this way.”

“There’s a huge community on the internet”

“Really?” Davey pulled out his phone, which had the aroace pride flag as his background. “Show me, please.”

Race searched up ‘a-spec’ community and handed back davey’s phone.

A smile ghosted Davey’s face. “Woah. It is real… it isn’t just me.”

Race grinned. “See? I told ya”

“Thank you, Race. Thank you.” Davey grabbed Race and pulled him into a hug.

“You’re welcome, Davey.” Race hugged back.

“I love you so much. Platonically, of course.”

“Same”

“I…”

“Yeah?”

“I remember when I tried dating and that shit. It never felt right, and I found out why last year. I just didn’t think it was real. It just seemed like a good way to label myself.”

Race nodded. “That’s valid”

Davey smiled, for real this time. He didn’t know why, but he started laughing. Maybe something prompted him to let out emotions he didn’t really have for years.

Race smiled and started laughing too

Davey shook his head, still laughing.

Race laughed a bit more and smiled widely

“I don’t even know what’s going on anymore.”

“What do you mean?”

“One minute I was on the verge of tears, the next we’re both laughing.”

“Oh my god youre right”

“We’re so stupid.”

“Yeah”

“I guess that’s all, Race.”

Ah. Hello, Racetrack.

Hey Davey!

How are you doing?

Good, I guess :// how’re you??

I could honestly be better.

Oof. Sorry, dude

No worries. I get used to it.

Thats????? Also not good??????????

I guess you are correct.

I guess we can hang out, if you are up to it.

Sure!

Sounds good.

Yeah

~Let’s do this.~

~heck yeah~

Davey sat on his couch, reading a book.

Race knocked on the door, blowing a bubble from his gum.

“Coming!” Davey called before he stood up and opened the door. He was tired, and forgot how tall he actually was, let alone what day it was.

Race smiled. “Hey dude!” He had to look up, despite also being tall.

Davey grinned. “Would you like to sit down?” Davey was internally screaming, since he knew what he was going to do.

“Yeah,” Race sat down, bouncing a bit

“I need to tell you something,” Davey scooted closer to Race, hoping he would get a hug.

“Yeah?” He wrapped an arm around dave.

“You might hate me.” Davey put his arm on Race’s knee, trying to make himself comfortable.

“I doubt it” Race replied, snappjbg his gum.

“I’m… uh…” I put his face into Race’s arm, scared to say what he was going to say.

“You ok?” He asked, concern lacing his voice

“Yeah. I’m just scared.”

“It’s ok, Dave.”

“I’m… I’m aroace…”

“Oh thats cool! I support ya!” Race grinned

“Thanks, Race!” Davey smiled.

“No prob, dave”

Davey pulled his friend into a hug, not even noticing the tears rolling down his cheeks.

Race hugged back, when they noticed the tears. “Hey, hey, it’s ok. Everything’s good. You’re a rad friend.”

Davey nodded, shaking slightly.

Race smiled.

“T-th-thank y-you.”

“Youre welcome.”

Davey sniffled.

Race leaned over and grabbed a box of tissues for Davey.

Davey graciously took the box and blew his nose, then wiping his eyes. “I was scared.”

“Yeah…. It’s scary, coming out ‘n stuff,” race replied

“I told Spot and Jack.”

“That’s good!”

“I’m just worried that some of our friends… won’t act the same way.”

“Yeah, but everyone has come out of is really supportive, I think you’ll be ok!”

“Thank you for listening.”

“Of course”

“Should we do anything?”

“Dunno. Anything you wanna do?”

“Watch a movie?”

“Sounds cool!”

“Spider-Man: Homecoming?”

“Hell yeah!”

“You mean, ‘fuck yes, this is Tom Holland we’re talking about?’“

“Fuck yeah!!!”

“Sweet.”

“Yeah”

Davey went to put his feet up, but stubbed his toe. “FUCK! Oh. Shit, Race, sorry. Mind getting me an ice pack?”

Race tried not to snort, but Davey cursing was kind of funny since he always tried to seem composed. “Yeah I’ll get you one”

“Thank you.” Davey rubbed his hurt toe. Davey was proper, yes, but when he was home, he added cursing to the mix.

“Ya welc”

He put on Spider-Man, yawning.

Race watched, bouncing up and down a bit.

“I love Tom Holland.”

“He’s awesome”

“Couldn’t agree more, Racer.”

“Yeah”

“Hey, Race?”

“Yeah Davey?”

“Is it strange to you?”

“Is what strange?”

“Me… being… uh…”

“Oh! I don’t find it weird!”

“Fuck… how? Isn’t it unnatural?”

“No? If it was ‘unnatural’ or some shit, then it wouldn’t be happening!”

“I’m just… I’m just so fucking scared.”

“Its ok to be scared”

“I mean, it makes sense for my interests, but… I’ve never heard of anyone actually feeling this way.”

“There’s a huge community on the internet”

“Really?” Davey pulled out his phone, which had the aroace pride flag as his background. “Show me, please.”

Race searched up ‘a-spec’ community and handed back davey’s phone.

A smile ghosted Davey’s face. “Woah. It is real… it isn’t just me.”

Race grinned. “See? I told ya”

“Thank you, Race. Thank you.” Davey grabbed Race and pulled him into a hug.

“You’re welcome, Davey.” Race hugged back.

“I love you so much. Platonically, of course.”

“Same”

“I…”

“Yeah?”

“I remember when I tried dating and that shit. It never felt right, and I found out why last year. I just didn’t think it was real. It just seemed like a good way to label myself.”

Race nodded. “That’s valid”

Davey smiled, for real this time. He didn’t know why, but he started laughing. Maybe something prompted him to let out emotions he didn’t really have for years.

Race smiled and started laughing too

Davey shook his head, still laughing.

Race laughed a bit more and smiled widely

“I don’t even know what’s going on anymore.”

“What do you mean?”