Sirius Black High-fiving Lily Evans Every Time She Raises Her Hand In Class.

for 2016 can we stop hating on the ace and aro communities for “not being queer enough” please and thank you

to asexual boys:

it’s ok that you don’t feel sexually attracted to girls or boys

it doesn’t make you any less of a man

it’s ok if you’re a virgin

it’s ok if you want to stay a virgin

it’s ok

ur great

good luck to everyone who has school soon but your sleeping schedule is wrecked beyond repair

This Saturday, December 19th 3-5p, it’s the final Aces Wild meetup of 2015 and we’d love to hear your ideas for the agenda! Games? Potluck? Discussion? Movie time? Field trip? It’s a choose your own adventure meetup, RSVP on Facebook!

if you’re spending the next few days with family who doesn’t support you or puts you down, remember that you are an incredible person worthy of love and appreciation. 

Finally something that properly shows the infuriating hate I have for mosquitoes

Hey, everyone! Model: My little sister. #gdheadless #PicsArt

Me: I'm an asexual. I don't like the idea of sex.

Person: okay but...

Me: hoe don't do it....

Persona: ...how do you know if you've never tried it?

Me: oOh mY gO D

This is even funnier than gal pal

We just bought a cute sofa from an antique shop, while being very obviously a couple and looking like a butch/femme salt and pepper shaker set, and the shop owner wanted to know how long we’d been, and I quote, “hanging out.”

10 Authors Discuss Asexuality, Immigration, and More on December's YA Open Mic

YA Open Mic is a monthly series in which YA authors share personal stories on topics of their choice. The aim of the series, above all, is to peel away the formality of bios and offer authors a platform to talk about something readers wouldn't necessarily find on their websites. Check out pre

Erica Cameron, author of Deadly Sweet Lies

I am asexual. It’s a fact of my life now, but it’s one I didn’t discover until I was 29 and trying to recover from an emotionally abusive and manipulative marriage.

I grew up in a liberal, diverse city in South Florida and the available spectrum of sexual orientations was always pretty clear: gay, bisexual, or straight. I could be attracted to anyone of any gender, and that was okay—it was something I knew both in theory and from watching my childhood best friend try to figure out her own sexuality as we grew up.

No one ever mentioned that being attracted to no one was an acceptable option.

Parents, teachers, and even friends told me over the years not to look for too much external validation. Or, at least to avoid letting that validation impact my self-worth. Sometimes, though, something has to be verified, labeled, and categorized by someone who isn’t in my head for my experiences and emotions to feel real and acceptable. That is especially true when the word I was looking for to describe myself didn’t exist in my vocabulary. Not outside the context of the short section in my freshman biology class about the asexual reproduction of amoebas, anyway.

It’s why I vacillate between the urge to laugh and cry when someone questions the need for diversity in books. I was a voracious reader as a child. How different would my life have been if I’d known at 9 or 19 what I discovered at 29 about the sexual identity spectrum? I won’t ever know the answer to that question, but I will try my hardest to be the voice that tells teen readers what I never heard. What I would absolutely love is for my asexual spectrum characters to provide the “Oh my god, that sounds like me” moment for at least one person. Not going to lie; it’s kind of a life goal.

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