Another separated Leo au?!

Starlight Nexus is Big Mama's shining star and youngest champion of the Battle Nexus.

Child celebrity sepatated Leo, starlight star bright au

By @eshelleggshell and @oceancalce

Uh I made an au with my best friend, we are writing it together and are planning on posting it on ao3 in May for the met gala

Here's a website where Palestine GoFundMes are vetted and shared that you can send out to people. The url is gazafunds.com

Easy to use and simple. Just share the site whenever someone asks for GFMs for Palestine.

idc anymore i think we should be a burden to each other

and yes this includes a certain degree of tolerance for emotional burden, all else being equal. my love for you, and loyalty to you, is not dependent on how easy you make it for me to love you. i don’t value you for how little trouble you cause me. i want to learn how to take you for who you are, instead of who i want you to be or who i think you should be

new animal just dropped

sorry to add on but youre missing the best animals

Yes yes, these are all silly animals, but can we acknowledge the skill

i totally get venting about facing microaggressions in public for using a mobility aid, and i've totally done it myself, but after talking with some disabled people who are afraid to start using canes or rollators or wheelchairs because they're worried about people being assholes to them in public, i want to reiterate that my rollator changed my life and that the amount of harassment i've faced is frankly negligible.

anyway today i was able to take the train to physical therapy by myself, and stopped for coffee on the way back, and nothing bad happened and it was a beautiful day.

other mobility aid users feel free to share your stories about why it's worth it.

yeah people stare at me and once in a blue moon there's some harassment or whatever, but i can zoom around wherever i want in my power chair and it couldn't be more worth it.

once i was transferring from the car to my manual wheelchair using my walker, and a woman walked past moving very slowly with a cane, and she stopped, and she looked at me, and i greeted her, and she said "do you like your wheelchair?" and i was delighted! people rarely actually give me the chance to tell them how much i love my mobility aids. so i told her yeah, it's amazing, it doesn't totally meet my needs but it makes things so much easier, sometimes i can go places and do things i hadn't been able to do for years. the hardest part is when i can't move around because of the way people design and build buildings, or when people park bikes on the sidewalk, that sort of thing.

she said "that's really good to hear. i've been putting it off for a while and this makes me feel better about doing it. i'd LOVE to go places again." and i said "do it! it changes your life, it can be difficult sometimes but that's so small in the face of what it can do for you!"

most of the interactions i have with other people that are specifically about my mobility are positive moments of solidarity. not all, but the vast majority.

it's worth it and i will take every opportunity i can to tell other people that it's worth it. not just wheelchairs, any mobility aid. not a single person deserves to live even a single day putting off their mobility simply out of fear.

Yeah. I get annoyed, sometimes, with the specific design of this particular chair. But my life would suck so much worse if I didn't have it at all.

The best is when I'm out in public, and babies in strollers see me. They're fascinated by the thing that rolls by itself.

Also, I can do "spinnies" in it, whenever I want. And going down long, winding, ramps is a lot of fun.

Also, it's a positive feedback loop: the more people who are proud of their mobility aides, and go out in public using them, the more normalized it will be. And the less acceptable microaggressions will be.

Actually, let me add something to this post. Worth noting: I normally do not use or need mobility aids, and I'm thirty three and look younger than that. But I do have a story that might be relevant here.

Back in November I was traveling for a meeting to my childhood city, and I got some pretty upsetting news. Worse, I had worn shoes I didn't wear every day at the time, and they had ripped some fairly nasty chafing sores in my feet, even with colloidal bandages everywhere. I wasn't really feeling okay enough to go to the meeting without crying in public in front of strangers I was trying to befriend, but I also didn't want to sit in the AirBNB with my coworkers and sob either, you know? I hate being vulnerable in public and this particular thing just made me feel insane and heartbroken and completely incompetent.

So I thought okay. I'm gonna go to a beloved museum. But I can't stand and walk right now. Everything hurts, taking a step hurts, because these chafing sores make wearing shoes really painful. There's no way I can go through a whole museum without making everything worse and winding up sobbing in a corner exactly like I don't want to do.

But museums rent wheelchairs. This one, I happened to know, would check one out to you for the day for free, as long as you showed the front desk your driver's license. And... well, I have been involved in disability advocacy for long enough that I would have told my friends to borrow a chair, right, because temporary disability from injury is still real disability. So I swallowed my anxiety and I limped up to the front desk when I came in, and I asked to borrow a wheelchair. (I don't know how visibly I was limping, but I would have been trying to minimize that, too.)

They just smiled, asked for my license, and then gave me one just like that. I tucked my purse in next to me, sat down, and wheeled myself off to go see the exhibits. No comment, no inquiry, not even a funny look.

I got to see the whole museum and take my mind off everything I was hurting emotionally from, without having to hurt anything more physically. It wasn't an empty museum, either—this one is a big museum, it's never empty—but no one gave me a second glance. It was good to use some muscles and skin that weren't sore, too, and I used up a lot less of my very limited ability to cope while also distracting myself a bit from how bad I felt. And I got to use a resource that exists to help people who need help, which means I got to be a number that will help justify the museum's wheelchair rental policy and its decisions to put copies of its display materials low enough to be used by other short patrons: other people using mobility devices, children, little people, all kinds of folks. It wound up being a sorely needed day away from my problems.

If you're scared about using a device full time, try practicing using one part time. Look into borrowing one next time you want to go to a museum or a zoo or a mall and just try it out. See how people actually treat you. Most of them are just going to mind their own business, same as anywhere else, and who knows? You might find out that there's a lot less judgement than you think.

Small artists you need to understand that when you see an artist who you think has 'made it' tells you not to worry about the numbers and to not fret about getting more likes than reblogs they are not telling you it because they think you are stupid for caring or because they dont need to network to survive they are very likely telling you that because they have witnessed first hand the way the numbers game tears people to shreds in terms of mental health and motivation

Beginner artist: It’s easy for you to say not to worry about the numbers because you don't have to do it anymore.

Advanced artist, shaking them by the shoulders: DON'T DO THIS, it's a never-ending loop of trying to satisfy the nameless statistical tables that make you think your worth is measured by the number of people you can entertain.

Uh, well, I guess I can post the full version

I like how I drew the sky🌌

@eshelleggshells

wuh

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Living in a world where you are actively punished for getting sick type beat

(really quick doodles)

this actually has a conversation to it, but im a sucker for visul storytelling so ye–

i think 2003 tmnt fans should be able to hear this convo tho hhh

i just think theyre neat 

"are you wearing the-"

the snoots? yeah i am

Item: the Snoots

@eshelleggshells

sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour

I mean if you wanna just loom in the corner like some kinda creature that's cool, we just don't want you getting left out

@eshelleggshells

Had the idea that Splinter needed to wean Leo off needing Donnie to sleep cuz lil Donnie started needing his own space, but it was a struggle. Til Splinter discover the secret dough rolling technique and on occasion adult Leo will wrap himself in a ball as a self-comforting method when he’s missing his family most.