#hse

N0w, ofc th€ir mission is all ab0ut spreading democracy... and selling rainbow merch wherever they go 🌈. Just imagine: every missile now comes with a free pride pin to, like, remind the world that we fight for LGBTQ+ rights while bombing them into the freedom™ of capitalism! 🏳️‍🌈🚀

Sad to do this with 6/12 right around the corner, but I've come to the conclusion that I don't have any juice left to give Homestuck-ways. Mind you I still like talking about it in smaller settings, or occasionally, but answering a stream of asks regarding it as my interest wanes and I distance myself from the Fandom, is only making me resent it and this blog. I'm not sure if that'll change at any point in the future, but for now, and to avoid confusion, I'm going to turn asks off.

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Hola folks! And thank you to everyone who keeps tagging me! I hope to return to regular engagement, but my energy levels remain on a low ebb. I might need to be realistic about my ongoing spoon availability. 

But I’m still writing in bits and pieces, even if little has seen the light of day. I’ve got a number of chapters of For All Intents and Purposes waiting in the wings. Hopefully real life will cool off and @erzbethluna and I will soon be posting again!

And I’m working on a fic for @carryon-disability-week. It’s a post-apocalypse, Fallout-inspired AU titled Hope Springs Eternal. The plot is broadly outlined, and chapter one is almost ready for my beta. 

Finally, a new chapter of Those Glowing, Magickal Years went live on Friday and I’ll be posting weekly until Year Two is all up. Then a pause while I finished Year Three and return to a weekly schedule. Rinse and repeat.

Here’s a snippet from the latest chapter of TGMY:

“It was the perfect introduction, Basil. You are Natasha Pitch’s son.” Fiona nods her head towards the rest of the room. “[REDACTED].” Yes, that had been the idea. Once, before I even started Watford, my father told me how my mother took the stage at her club debut [REDACTED], and I knew I had to do the same. I wanted to make a statement. I wanted to remind everyone that I am her son and I stood for her legacy.  Which was true, once. Before the bloodlust came. Before the Mage took me under his wing. Before I saw Snow’s power, came to believe in it, and started helping his muddling efforts to find his place in it all.  Now I fear that I’m using my mother as a shield. As a way to hide my treachery.

Hello tags below the cut! I know a load more people have entered the fandom recently and I'm very out of touch, but please consider yourselves tagged!

Specifically My Experience Of The Various Youth Disability Services.

So, CAMHS Puts Autistic People On a Blacklist (i think that's just a thing in the county I'm from though) And So Never Saw Anything From Them.

The CDNT Has No Funding. And Waiting Lists As Long As Everest Is High.

And Don't Get Me Started On The Education System! Go To Hell Gerry!