I think it's both sad and hilarious to see the difference between how small children react to disabled people and how teenagers/adults react to discabled people.
Small children are just curious and want to understand why and how things work, so of course when I'm walking with my cane and limping and taking walking breaks, they're going to be confused. Sometimes their questions are blunt but it's obvious they're just curious and mean well.
And then there's everyone else. They don't even want to know about why you're disabled or anything, they just want proof that you are allowed to be disabled (like that's a fucking thing). And every time they say shit like "well prove it. Prove that you're disabled" I just look at them with a confused face. Who the fuck do you think you are, demanding to see my personal medical records, move the fuck out of the disabled parking space you abled piece of shit.
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Thank you @lemonsrosesandlavender for tagging me!! If you haven't gone and read their work--go do it! The way that they write Rolan is delightful!
And, absolutely no pressure, but if you'd like (and you haven't been tagged already!), @jessfromouterspace, @underdark-dreams, and @my-favourite-zhent. Also, if you see this post and weren't tagged but you want to share something you've written too, consider yourself tagged (the no pressure caveat applies to you as well)!!
So the section below is a bit rough, because I haven't edited it yet, but it is also a part that I am SO EXCITED to share.
OKAY HERE YOU GO--An excerpt from Deeply and Immovably So!
“Wasn’t this supposed to be my celebration?” Tav asked, her lips quirking into a smile.
“The piper needs to pay her dues,” Alfira sang.
Tav looked to Rolan. His eyes glowed in the candlelight, flickering as the fire danced across his irises. “Well, shall we give them a show?”
“One for the ages,” she said.
And they did, much to everyone’s delight. If not for the clangor raised by the tavern patrons below, Tav suspected that Lia’s and Cal’s cheers would have given them away.
Tav didn’t realize that Rolan was so familiar with the choreographing for the magic shows that ran every two hours outside of Sorcerous Sundries, but for each time that she cast prestidigitation or minor illusion, he joined her efforts with his own, and the effect was nothing short of magnificent. And she hoped that she managed the same for his spells.
When Tav cast dancing lights, Rolan would use prestidigitation to change their colors. When Rolan created the illusion of an owlbear, Tav cast her own to give the creature a voice.
Tav’s blue butterflies were swept into the air, surrounded by petals and dancing lights. One of them, she couldn’t recall whom, filled the space with the scent of roses. Perhaps it was her, since Cal appeared shocked that prestidigitation could have that effect. They immediately followed that spell up by shooting bolts of ice into the night sky that, with some modification, exploded like fireworks.
And, for their finale, when Rolan lit the sky with a flash of colors, Tav illuminated his spell with starlight.
Over the sounds of their cheering audience, she looked at him, grinning. And, perhaps caught up in that excitement, he smiled back, glowing with delight.
And they held each other’s stare. The light above them illuminated Rolan, silvering his hair and his horns, and the starlight dripped onto his shoulders.
Despite herself, Tav was lost in the moment. Lost in him.
To think that she had never noticed his freckles before, and now, underneath the glow of their magic, she saw them all. Laugh lines curved around his mouth. Suddenly, it was Tav’s mission to deepen those lines. No matter how long it took.
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okay okay okay so in trying to come up with a headcanon for what instrument Pete would play if he needed to (clarinet) I've come to a very important youngest-sibling-of-poor-parents conclusion:
it isn't what instrument peter would want to learn to play (listen, I know it's clarinet, but in a world where it isn't) because those are expensive and I don't think pete is musically driven enough to really bother putting a lot of effort into convincing his parents to buy him an instrument or saving up for one on his own,,,,,,,,, no.
whatever instrument pete would know how to play is whatever ted would buy because he was convinced knowing how to play an instrument would make girls think he was hot
and then (very important note: this is coming from a bass player myself) the only answer to what a pathetic, kind of gross guy with very little perception of what women would find hot who probably heard one time on twitter that guys playing acoustic guitars were cringey would buy and promptly never practice (leading to his little brother stealing it and teaching it to himself when he was bored and under stimulated) is absolutely bass guitar
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