Quests & Crochet

She/her Aro/Ace Neurodivergent

[e-cryptid-deactivated20180601]

It’s okay to not want to have sex ever. It’s okay to never even try it.

[thefisherqueen]

I was 23 before it even occurred to me that not starting with sex ever was an option. The feeling of relief was so great I actually cried. 

You don’t have to if you don’t want to. You can have a fine live without ever having sex, I promise you. 

[impostoradult]

Also, it’s okay to never date anyone ever. It’s okay to never even try it if you don’t want to. 

I wrote a master’s thesis on intentionally single people, and the number of them that said in various ways, “I didn’t know not dating people was even an option at first” was absolutely tragic. They honestly thought they had no choice and it never occurred to them that opting out was even a possibility available to them.  

People honestly believe these are life experience you are required to have AND THEY ARE NOT.

You can just not have sex. You can just not date people. You can completely by-pass one or both of those things. Neither of those things are required to be healthy, happy, normal, mature, fulfilled, or any of the other bullshit notions that get attached to these things. 

[gayward-vagabond]

My favorite trope is “janitor in headphones continues cleaning through extreme action”

[adultdadfinder]

I’ve been the janitor in headphones and trust me it’s an act we just don’t wanna be involved in the nonsense

[lucidlymelanated]

Your 30s aren't too late. Don't let nobody tell you that stupid shit.

[aetherograph]

Your 40s aren't too late. Don't let nobody tell you that stupid shit.

[loisfreakinglane]

#as long as you're alive it's literally never too late

[nondelphic]

i love when people say "i’d read your book!" like girl me too unfortunately i haven’t written it yet because i am trapped in a cycle of procrastination and the feeling of impending doom

[zero1infinity]

[tsukiyamas]

why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain

[diggly]

no one tell him

[rhube]

This is it, lads. The post that started us on this path 9 years ago.

I sure hope no one told him.

[writing-prompt-s]

You were a god of textiles; respected, but generally considered a minor deity. But everything changed when mortals started regularly describing spacetime and reality as a 'fabric'.

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Write that one scene that you want to write. Do not wait for the right moment. Do not wait to write all the scenes before that. Writing doesn't have to be linear. Just write what you want to write.

[speciesofleastconcern]

[writing-prompt-s]

Everyone at magic school picks on you for your creepy skeletal minions. One day a trio of bullies has you cornered. "What now, necromancer? There's no corpses or bones around to save you." You sigh, "Actually, I'm an osteomancer. The skeletons don't have to come from corpses."

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

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[fightingchancestudio]

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[dionysiaproductions]

[nightshadewine]

*looks at books* too tired for you *looks at films* too tired for you *looks at art supplies* too tired for you *eyes fall on tumblr* oho ho

[nondelphic]

you don’t have to write something good. you just have to write something unhinged enough to edit later

[nondelphic]

editing your own writing is just you vs. the demon who wrote it at 2 a.m. six months ago. and the demon was DRAMATIC

[writing-prompt-s]

You are the highest paid member of your Adventuring Party. Not because you can fight, or have magic. You'd die to a cat, let's be honest. But because you can cook, clean, set up camp, also have a fierce sense of business. All things they more or less completely lack.

[writing-prompt-s]

You were the healer—the last light of your party. But now your final ally dies in your arms, and there’s no one left to save. The enemy jeers, calling you useless. You look up, eyes hollow and black. The light is gone. The Void answers. You're no longer a cleric. You're something far worse.