I think that to be able to share my experience and views without being criticized or judged was one of my favourite things of this week, and thanks to the acceptance of this community I’m finally able to identify myself as a proud asexual.
Thanks for the support, and (probably late) happy asexual awareness week!
“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.
A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.
I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,
Stiles goes to bed only to discover there’s a strange animal smell and on the covers what looks like black hairs that have clearly came from what seems to be a dog. Shouting to his dad to see if a dog got into the house, Stiles shakes the hairs off and climbs into bed, while Theo climbs down from the roof with a giant grin on his face.
there are certain fictional works and characters where if you insult or criticize them in front of me i am mentally and emotionally incapable of taking it anything but personally
Shadow In The Light 