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Heard a car horn today that was tuned to a fifth. Fucked up, kinda delightful
I want people to understand how jarring this was. Most car horns are either a single tone or two tones somewhere in the neighborhood of a minor third apart:
Pretty normal rush hour sounds, yeah? But this thing sounded something like this:
Fucked up! Didn't even realize it was a car horn at first, I didn't know what the fuck it was! It was weird as hell!
unexpected sounds can really shift your whole perception of a space.
When a black person states that something you did was racist, chill the fuck out. Its annoying dealing with you panicking trying to dissociate yourself from racism. If you're not black, black people already assume youve said nigga or its variant at least once in your life. If they're interacting with you and bringing something up, its because they want you to stop doing that so they can still interact with you(if ur already friends)
You WILL be racist. You WILL do racist things. You have ALREADY done both. Learn and move on. There's no ideological purity you can hold on to, i promise. Proving you can take the criticism without making it a big deal and practice what you preach is better than any clean slate.
Be the kind of person black people don't have to gamble on. Shut up and lock in
i bet it feels good as fuck to escape from the narrative
There's a weird kind of power in being multiple wheelchair users out together. It's normally such an isolating experience and a lot of day to day ableism hinges on that isolation and it's a lot easier to ignore access problems when theres only one person who can't participate, so when theres suddenly TWO of you they don't know how to react.
I just hung out with another wheelchair user for the second time ever and it was a deeply healing experience, there really is power in it. It also makes inaccessibility very obvious but it’s nice to have someone to bitch to that gets it at least. If you thought people stared at you as a single wheelchair user just wait till they see you start multiplying lol people will literally run into walls bc they were too busy staring at you two. My number one goal is to gather a group of wheelchair users then stampede across town doing gods know what like a pack of wild dogs.
I use a very strong powerchair and the friend I went out with uses a manual chair, we figured out he can lean forward and grab my armrest by the "elbows" to hitch a ride as long as the terrain is reasonably smooth. The effect is something between a chariot and those skaters who go bumper hitching behind cars.
We went to a music festival that involved bar and venue hopping to see different acts that were blocks apart, and I'm pretty sure we formed a Core Memory for more than one set of tiny kids and got a whole bunch of cheers from drunk people. It was so much fun, we hope to have even more friends out next year.

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"bottom" please consider 🫵 whether the word you are looking for is in fact "submissive" ! because if we decide that taking dick means your personality & character r inherently subservient 😃 we might as well just throw in the towel on the most basic premise of feminism & 🔫 kill ourselves 🎉
[Image ID: Tumblr reply from duckToothCollection reading: being sexually submissive also doesn't mean that your personality and character are inherently subservient but that's probably too advanced for those people /End ID]
something i've noticed that has become really annoying in the past 10 years or so is this fad of what i've been calling, for lack of a better word, "structural whataboutism." it's that thing where, when faced with a concrete, resolvable problem in your community, your answer is to blame it on a vast, unsolvable issue of structural inequality and then throw up your hands. "there's trash all over the ground in this corner of the park" becomes "well, that's where MEN OF COLOR congregate after their 12-HOUR GRAVEYARD SHIFTS and i'm not going to support a CARCERAL SOLUTION to a CAPITALISTIC PROBLEM. WE NEED TO ELIMINATE POVERTY AND THE SUBJUGATION OF THE WORKING CLASS" and it's like okay but sis. someone still has to go pick up the trash. we don't need a carceral solution, we need more trash cans. you're not going to eliminate poverty and the subjugation of the working class and even if ya did, there would still be trash on the ground. how any of this passes for radicalism within their peer groups i simply don't understand. it's radical laziness more than anything else
I was on a canoe trip once with a river biologist who worked for the county. After we found and removed a car tire, she started talking about the annual river cleanup her department organized. From a water quality or ecological standpoint, removing shopping carts, car tires, and other macro trash from the river really wasn't that important, she said. The real threat to the river was industrial and agricultural runoff.
"But!" she said:
People who see a clean, trash-free river are more likely support laws to curb more harmful "systemic" forms of pollution. People who participate in river cleanups take pride in their work--their river!--and become evangelists for protecting it.
Immediate action leads to systemic awareness, which leads to systemic change.
Literally this.
Saying "there's no point in doing something small until the big thing is fixed" is literally just the Glorious Revolution Rapture story all over again, and it's not helpful.
my general opinion on what people should be "allowed" to portray and what topics they should be "allowed" to explore in fiction is that you can make whatever art with whatever themes you want but i'm also allowed to think the way you handled it was tasteless and should've been done differently. my negative opinion on your handling of sensitive topics is the price of admission for publicly showcasing your work. this is not a pro-censorship stance because i am not The Government
Ive been bad abt updating sorry. Ive been sick since last Friday and early early this morning it took a bad turn and I had to go to the emergency room bc I couldn't breathe. Now I have to use a damn inhaler 😭😭😭😭 another prescription im gonna have to fill. And they said I NEED to see my gastro sooner rather than later. I called yesterday tryna be proactive and made an appt for August 25th but now that the emergency room dr says I need to go sooner I'll call a few times over the next week and see if any sooner openings pop up. Im scared y'all. I rly thought it was the end for me as my wife was giving me the heimlich. It was such a strange feeling. Also ive had such a headache since then wow lmfaoooo. Anyway, what a great way to start the weekend, my upper respiratory infection and GERD combined to choke me almost to death. absolutely a damn mess.
Anyway im back home now but i rly need funds to get the steroids I have to take and my lil rescue inhaler I now have to use i guess at my big age 😭😭😭😭
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Sorry I keep disappearing im still recovering and working while doing so and it's b4en very rough. I still rly need help. Im sorry y'all.

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[ id: a set of four digital, stylized paintings, the first three with white backgrounds and the last one with a black background. Individual descriptions below:
1) A thin person with dark skin and black, coily hair wearing a yellow top stands in front of the aromantic flag with closed eyes, a green heart on their chest. Text around them reads: Black aros matter. ("Aros" is in green, the rest is in black)
The aromantic flag has five horizontal stripes, in green, light green, white, gray and black.
2) A thin person with medium-dark skin, no hair, a beard and brown eyes wearing a purple flannel shirt stands in front of the asexual flag smiling, with a dark purple heart on their chest. Text around them reads: Black aces matter. ("Aces" is in purple, the rest is in black)
The asexual flag has four horizontal stripes, in black, gray, white and purple.
3) A thin person with dark skin, long, colorful locs and brown eyes wearing glasses, a yellow hat, a green shirt, and black suspenders, smiling in front of a rainbow infinity symbol. Text around them reads: Black neurodiversity matters. ("Neurodiversity" is in rainbow colors, the rest is in black)
4) A black fist stands in front of a green and turquoise splash of paint, with text around it reading: All black lives matter. ("All" is underlined and hot pink, the rest is in white)
End id ]
love when a mother asks if they have ever done anything to hurt you. ma'am, you will literally never be ready to have this conversation
what therapy do you think we can afford. what truths do you think you can survive
everyone clearly has a super normal relationship with their mother
i really do believe that the answer to a lot of people's self hatred is not to try and reassure them that they are wonderful and okay and enough, but instead to remind them theyre a completely unremarkable regular ass person who is not the center of the universe or especially important so why would they expect themselves to be some superhuman savior. like there really is a kernel of out of control self importance at the heart of thinking youre an evil lazy piece of shit. because why would you expect you be anything but just like some guy. if you wouldnt expect the guy who works at the vape shop or your mailman or whatever to be able to do something then why would you expect yourself to? youre just some random ass person. its fine
I was thinking of a pride art challenge people could do with their OCs, because I thought it'd be cute! A queer/trans artist with their creations.
but then I realised that same challenge would be infinitely more funny with folks who have atypical or horror OCs
[Image ID: the first image is a drawing of a person with a trans flag worn around their head like a cape. above their head is the label: "artist". behind the artist are several other characters holding up the flag, each labelled "oc". the two characters closest to the front are humanoid, followed by an athropomorphic/furry character with a cat sitting on their shoulders, holding the hand of another character with horns and a tail. at the end of the line is a small pegasus character drawn in the style of 'my little pony'. the second image has the same artist at the front of the line, still wearing the trans flag cape. this time, instead of multiple characters holding up the flag, there are 5 distinct points in the fabric where it rests on top of the characters' hats. the characters are all very short and appear to be bearded, wearing pointed hats almost as tall as themselves. the third image has the artist with the trans flag cape at the front of the line again. behind them is a skeleton character missing an arm, but holding the flag with its available hand. behind the skeleton is a bug-like creature with a humanoid face and very long arms, helping to hold the flag. the third character is a massive skull poking in from out of frame, with the end of the flag draped over its head. /.End ID]
On of the less intuitive things about love, I've found, of any kind, is the importance of needing things.
I didn't realize it until recently, but I've always seen love as something requiring sacrifice, selflessness, patience, and generosity- to ask for nothing is to be the best person I can be, small and quiet and never in the way, always happy and helpful, self-sufficient and present when desired.
It's only as an adult, now, that I'm beginning to see the selfishness of wanting nothing.
I cut my friend's hair in my kitchen the other day. They wanted a trim and I had the skills, so I offered, and was genuinely excited when they stopped hesitating over "bothering me" and took me up on it. It was a peaceful afternoon, and we had tea and chatted for an hour or more.
My brother and I shared popcorn at the movies a while ago. When I came time to pay, I pulled my card out like a wild western sheriff and slapped it on the machine before he could fight me for it first. The satisfaction was delightful.
Someone called me crying on the phone the other day. Kept apologizing for disturbing me at work, talking about how they were bothering me on my lunch break. I was telling the truth when I told them that really, I was flattered and honored and relieved, knowing that if they were hurting I would know, that I didn't have to worry in silence. It felt good to hear them slowly come down, and to know that they knew it would be better soon, and to hear them laugh wetly on the other end. We're getting together for a visit next week.
It's hard to need things, if you've trained yourself not to. It's hard to want things, when you don't know how to want anymore. Trusting people is difficult, and so is relying on them, but I don't know where I'd be without the people who rely on me.
I've heard a lot of people say, "Nobody will love you unless you love yourself". I've had a lot of thoughts about it. It's not right, but it's not wrong, either, I think.
"Nobody will love you unless you love yourself"... I've always taken that to mean, "You will not be lovable until you develop a positive view of yourself as a person".
Now, I think it's sort of inside-out.
"Nobody will love you unless you love yourself"... because nobody can show their love to you in a way that you can accept until you treat yourself kindly, and learn what you need, and what you want, and how to ask for it, and then give that vulnerability away.
Love, for me, is someone I ask for a ride to the airport. Whether they end up doing this or not is irrelevant.
It's not needy, or selfish, or taking up energy. It's giving the gift of being wanted, and needed, and thought of. It's giving someone the security of being part of someone's life.

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"everyone should get more aromantic" can appeal to tumblr's sensibilities but I genuinely think everyone should also get more asexual. I don't mean everyone stop having sex, what I mean is
Sex is not essential. You can live without it. Full stop.
Not having sex isn't shameful or a sign of failure. It also doesn't make anyone boring.
You are not entitled to having sex with anybody and nobody is entitled to having sex with you.
Sex is not what makes someone an adult.
Nobody's worth is defined by how much sex they have or don't have.
Sex is not equally important to everyone.
You can have fulfilling and happy relationships without sex.
You should only have sex on your own terms, not because you feel like you owe it to someone, or because you feel like you'd be incomplete without it.
Know your boundaries around sex and be firm about them. Know how to respect other people's boundaries.
The previous point also applies when it comes to discussing sex. If someone doesn't wanna talk about it or hear about it you have to back down.
Anything can be sexual but not everything has to be sexual.
Thank you, Black people in fandom spaces. Thank you, Black creators and Black lurkers. Thank you Black artists, Black writers. Thank you, Black bloggers, Black influencers. Shoutout to those Black characters, both canon and original. Thank you, Black people, both queer and cishet.
Your perspectives matter. Your representation matters. You are not bothersome for demanding equal treatment in fandom. It is not your responsibility to make fandom more welcoming and inclusive to you. It is not your sole responsibility to create all of the Black-centered content. You are not "ruining" anyone's fun for demanding better for yourself, and anyone who says otherwise can go fuck themselves. Any fandom worth being a part of should have no room for racism in it.
Black people in fandom, you are wanted. You are needed. You are loved and appreciated. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
And since they don't get told it near enough, thank you, Black women especially!!!
You are not "ruining" anyone's fun for demanding better for yourself, and anyone who says otherwise can go fuck themselves. Any fandom worth being a part of should have no room for racism in it.