HEY!! MY SNEAKY SASQUATCH FIC HAS REACHED OVER 200 HITS!!

HEY!! MY SNEAKY SASQUATCH FIC HAS REACHED OVER 200 HITS!!🎉

I know that’s such minuscule numbers compared to today’s figures but it means so much that my silly little fanfic has been read over two hundred times!

Thank you all so so much for this! I hope to get more works out in the coming year!

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Why do I need to do that?🤔

Just rewrite this fic of mine! It’s my OC’s Ladon and Ridge. Who I adore with all my being. If you want a short, sweet, and cheeky read have a go!

Update: this post has been getting the slightest bit attention. I have since finished reading CHEW a few months ago and I about cried the entirety of the last volume.

The only reason I haven’t finished reading CHEW, though I know what happens for the most part, is because I know Colby dies and I am not ready for that…

I know he’s an asshole but he’s like, one of my favorite characters from the comic and I just don’t want to have to actually face it.

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Hi Tumblr, Happy Pride.

I hate doing it, but I’m going to rant so TLDR.

I identify as asexual. I’m comfortable and okay with this. It’s what’s true to me and I’m sticking with it.

I recently came out to my new boss and I was very relieved when she knew what I was talking about. Hell, surprised even. However, she pulled all the usual cards in questioning after that. I honestly am not upset with her, I love her so much because she’s been so great and wonderful, but I am upset with the questions that she asked. And deep down I think she was just curious. Her as a person and knowing her they were just innocent in nature. But they’re the same questions that every single person who comes out as ace gets asked and I hate that they seem to have gotten to even her.

“Did you have trauma?”

“Is it a germ thing?”

No. I’m just repulsed, thanks.

But I am I guess also a bit upset with her for seemingly trying to convince me otherwise?

“Well, there are other ways to feel good.”

“Hormones and biology take over after a while in the middle of that.”

And just. Yeah. I guess for some people. But not me. I don’t want to be a in a relationship where sex is the main thing. And I have told myself that if it’s too important for any potential partners of mine, then we would just have to split.

I am a hopeless romantic. I enjoy and adore seeing others madly, deeply, in love. I do. I crave that as well. I do like physical contact like hand holding, kissing, cuddling, hugging. But I don’t want to fuck you and I don’t want you fucking me.

I want to be able to share the same values, help carry each other through burdens, be there for one another and be treated equally. Teamwork is how the dream works. I want to be able to comfortably sit in silence with a partner and admire how a specific wallpaper’s vibe makes us feel and reflect on that, for example. Having the same interests and being supportive of each other would fantastic.

But I know being ace hinders all that a lot. And I have come to terms that if I die alone then it’s my fault. And I’ll live with that. It’s not my ideal way of going out but if it happens it does.

But I still hold hope for all you other aces. I cheer you on and hope you find a partner, if you desire, and you all live and love long happily.

You got this.