wearing big shirt that says "ask me about my ocs" in big letters insinuating that you the reader should ask me about my ocs. please
no i don’t have an “astigmatism” i can just see the halos of the angels that live in car head lights that you losers are too spiritually closed off to see
That being said, if you're allistic and find yourself being mad at an autistic person because of something you haven't actually communicated to them because you feel that you "shouldn't have to say it" and that "they'd figure it out if they really cared to", then YOU are in fact the one causing a problem and the one who needs to work on improving your communication skills
Imagine an eleven year old Harry Potter, fresh from the greenhouses and his first Herbology class, secretly covered in snakes under his robes. They’re just so nice, it can’t hurt to carry them around and keep them warm. They know their way around the school better than him, anyways.
Enter Professor Snape, starting his first class of Griffindor first year Potions.
“Cloaks and robes off, you will be utilizing open flames; loose, draping fabric will catch fire and send you to the hospital wing.”
Harry and a few other students keeps theirs on, trying to blend into the walls. It does not work.
“ROBES AND CLOAKS OFF. Quickly. You are wasting valuable class time.”
Harry removes his, very reluctantly. His arms and legs wriggle with garden snakes.
“Mr. Potter, what the fuck.”
“They’re my friends, professor.”
Snape walks up to Harry, helping get some of these creatures off of him.
“Why are you crawling with snakes, Mr. Potter?”
“They’re so nice, Professor Snape. Plus they told me the fastest way to your class.”
“You speak to snakes?”
“Always have, yeah.”
Snape realizes he is in no way paid enough to deal with this.
begging small indie musicians to post lyrics to their songs because with all the love in my heart 🫶i dont know what ur saying🫶 and no one else can tell me 🫶
You should be able to say “don’t touch me” to anyone ever in any context and not have it be considered in the realm of surprising or insulting imho if we ever needed to normalize something it’s this
@itsargyle YOU ARE FIVE FOOT NINE
if you’re lgbt reblog this and tag your identity, height, and whether you walk slow or fast