The secret third definition is “I would lay down my life for you in a heartbeat.” Some examples of each category that I will attempt to describe as obviously as possible without revealing personal information are
Category 1: I’ll just message you these
Category 2: Star Wars and Tanks, Star Wars and Tanks’ friend who always wears that green sweater, and Tall and Blond.
Category 3: You, @tvvigjuice, and the Fourth (who may or may not be coming depending on whether or not we can meet up in person soon).
But yeah, I would say this is pretty accurate. (Please ask me more about this in person, I could talk about it for hours.)
Life tips for fellow autistic people; "friend" has two definitions
1. A person who I am fond of and willing spend time with in most situations
2. A person whose name and face I recognize. Also know as an acquaintance
Further research is needed in order to differentiate between the two during conversation and how to ask for clarification without causing offense
Evbo can shape shift. Now that he’s god he can change atoms to be whatever he wants. He started out small, changing his height to whatever was convenient, hiding his wings (albeit, not often, he liked them), hair length, stuff like that. Shortly after he branched out, messing with his form until he felt right and good and himself
He landed on something only vaguely human, monstrous, and definitely way too tall, but it made him happy.
Unfortunately;
His friends couldn’t recognize him, in fact, they were scared of him.
He changed back, and tried to ignore the feeling of being too much for his skin. At some point he even started wearing his headband like a blindfold. Why bother opening your eyes if you can’t open all of them?
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you're really chill, we don't interact a ton but i like when we do :3
Alright, I’ll try my best.
I think you’re pretty cool as well! I don’t interact too much with people on this site because I feel like I’ll bother them, but it makes me smile whenever you pop up on my feed!
Lizzie and Scott are both sacrificial lambs, but like.
Lizzie is a sacrificial lamb in the sense of. A wounded animal fighting against its bindings, because it isn't fair for its life to be reduced, time and time again, to what cleansing flames can offer other people.
On the other hand, Scott is a sacrificial lamb in the sense of. An animal who follows you and lays down in your lap as you prepare to slaughter it, because it's accepted that it's only worth is in the gain of other people.
If this makes sense to anyone.
I'm sorry but fem cis people, need to leave masc afabs the fuck alone.
Yes, I don't think it's okay to put down women who like to dress up and wear make up.
Yes, It is very patriartical to associate femininity with weakness.
Yes, toxic masculinity is bad.
That doesn't mean it's okay to force femininity on afabs.
If a trans man or transmasc wishes not to be called "gurl" or "queen" ect. You fucking respect that.
If a cis girl doesn't want to dress up, leave her the fuck alone.
I don't care if you're a cis gay man who was forced to be hypermasc as a child, or a cis woman who was taught to be ashamed of her femininity. You leave masc afabs alone!
Feminity is not inherently oppressive, but FORCED feminity IS!
Decided to make a more thorough post of how my autism and other co-occurring conditions affect me. Took a bit so I hope you like it.
Grian: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth? Scott: You're a hazard to society. Joel: And a coward. DO TWENTY. Scott: I trust Grian. Joel: You think he knows what he's doing? Scott: I wouldn't go that far. Grian: What did you do with Scott's body? Joel: What didn't I do with the body? Grian:... Joel: Okay, that sounded more sexual than I intended. I disposed of the corpse respectfully. Joel: What do you think Grian will do for a distraction? Scott: He'll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That's what I'd do. *Building explodes and several car alarms go off* Scott: ...or he could do that. Joel: Why are you on the floor? Scott: I'm depressed. Scott: Also I was stabbed, can you get Grian, please. Grian: Scott, can you pass the salt? Scott: *Throws Joel across the table* Scott: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon? Joel: I'm a knife. Grian, from across the room: He's the little spoon. Grian: In your opinion, what's the height of stupidity? Joel, turning to Scott: How tall are you? Grian: You have to apologize to Scott. Joel: Fine. Joel: 'Unfuck you' or whatever. Scott: Grian, my old arch enemy. Joel: I thought I was your arch enemy! Scott: I have a life outside of you, Joel. Scott: I told Grian his ears flush when he lies. Joel: Why? Scott: Look. Scott: Hey Grian, do you love us? Grian, covering his ears: No. Scott: My life is in the hands of an idiot! Grian, motioning to himself and Joel: No no no no no, TWO idiots! Scott: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me. Grian: Okay, but in my defense, Joel bet me 50 cents I couldn't drink all that shampoo. Scott: That's not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!
I am literally crying over ren also following etho's order when he got the zombie summoning powers cause half of him is martyn so what he has to do he does as well
As someone who is deeply in denial a cis person, I can’t say I know what you’re going through, but please just know that I am just a single message away and am always there for you, no matter what. Don’t feel obligated to or not to reach out to me, just know that it is always an option, and I will always have time for you, no matter what.
My mom is generally super supportive of my being transgender, but a few weeks after I came out, she mentioned how all of my close friends were women. This made me super uncomfortable because they. Are. My. Friends. And my gender shouldn’t change who I’m friends with and also she followed it up with saying that this caused her to doubt whether or not I was really transgender. Like, okay I’m a guy now and I’m allergic to women and I can never speak to my closest friends very again and I can only hang out with bro men who have no personality outside of being sporty assholes. Great idea. Also, two of my three friends my mom was referring to, little did she know, were nonbinary. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom and she hasn’t brought it up since but this still plagues me to this day. Whenever I make a new female friend, I’m scared as SHIT to tell my mom and I usually exaggerate the amount of time I spend with male friends. I don’t hold it against her, it just fucked me up on accident.