FREE PALESTINE🇵🇸Cabin 6Greek Mythology and Greek architecture nerd#1 Zeus hater Bisexual, aesexual, and demiromanticINTJ-T (Turbulent Architect)She/her I make headcanons and stuff: Annabeth Chase kinnie since C-section : Annabeth Chase and Piper McLean defender Percabeth brainrot until my brain cannot make my muscles functionTrichotillomania makes me want to tear my hair out (metaphorically and literally)
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dude having a platonic crush on someone is so weird, cause you wanna be around them and talk to them all the time, you always think about them, and you constantly wanna hug them and hold hands (if you like physical touch) with them but the thought of being romantic in any way with them is just extremely uncomfortable
I can’t decide
I like my ships when I can match them with The Crane Wives song like it’s Tinder.
Aroace is either missing every innuendo or understanding all of them
fuck the “are you a __ girl” or “are you a __ girl” are you a Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want by Deftones girl or a Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths
alr might do a content change since my Hunger Games phase is taking over
To prove something to a friend, please
REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
you guys don’t get it. I am literally Spider-Gwen.
you guys don't get it. i am literally peter parker.
Did you like the prologue of my fanfic? Because I posted on Wattpad, and absolutely nobody is reading it other than myself, and it feels like when I post that kind of content, nobody bothers to look at it (other than you), and I feel like I should just drop it and just post other stuff since that stuff gets more attention.
I did like the prologue for you fanfic! It’s not up to me to decide if you should drop it, but if you feel like it you could.
added to @no-pain 's meme
i hate being overstimulated it turns me into such an asshole
my friends are just trying to have a good time and im sitting there thinking shutupshutupshutupshutupshutup
i should not have tried to hang out with people 3 days in a row. this was a terrible idea
I HAVENT WROTE IN A MONTH 😭
YEAH WELL I HAVEN’T WROTE IN TWO MONTHS
I found my fucking answer
I have trouble taking care of my teeth because everything that involves doing that is a sensory nightmare. I decide to do some research to see if there's anything I can do about this. The results?
"How to make your autistic child brush their teeth"
"Autistic Children and Sensory issues relating to tooth brushing"
"How to get your little shit to brush his fucking teeth"
Like, yeah Google, thanks, that really helps. And like, even if I was a child, some of the advice seemed... unhelpful. Like, doing a dance and singing a song while brushing your teeth? Even for a kid, I don't think that would help distract from a sensory experience as intense as brushing your teeth. Like, the extremely intense and unpleasant flavor, the intense feeling of the brush against your teeth scraping across it, even mouthwash has such an intense and disgusting flavor that I have difficulty keeping it in my mouth for more than a few seconds. I wish there was SOMETHING that could be done.
you know you’ve made it when your SHIP ART is a pfp
Imagine Miles Morales as a young man forced to work for his stepparents after his parents’ deaths, but one day, after his cruel stepsiblings ruin his outfit, he gets visited by Aunt May, who is like the fairy godmother, and with a bit of magic, Miles gets a cool suit, as well as a beautiful coach to the ball. But before he leaves, he’s told that at the stroke of midnight, the spell will be undone. So when Miles goes to the ball, he ends up running into Gwen, who’s a beautiful princess.
They dance, and have a great time, until the clock strikes 12. He ends up running away, and Gwen tries to go after him to ask him when they’ll meet again. He ends up losing one of his shoes, and the next day, Gwen has her guards looking everywhere in the kingdom for the owner of the shoe left behind at the ball.
She ends up finding out that the handsome prince at the ball was in fact, Miles, and so they lived happily ever after.
might write this might not who knows
Shoutout to my Mom’s best friend for saying that it’s okay that I don’t want children
'Normalize morally grey and questionable woman characters!'
Please, you people couldn't handle Gwen Stacy making questionable life choices after being disowned in the most difficult stage of her life.
Let's normalize teenage girls making mistakes hows about that huh???
IMM SCREAMINGGGGG
ALRIGHT!
Imagine Hobie showing Gwen a picture of Mr Incredible from The Incredibles and going “Is this your dad?”
HELP ME WHAT
I am high off of NyQuil I’m on cloud ten and a half
No, because I’m actually right.
Neutral opinion but I really want a pet raven they look so cuddly and they’re so damn intelligent
my mom frfr said “ you have a resting b*tch face “ sobbing😡😡😡
It’s because Miles and Gwen didn’t get together
First Love / Late Spring is so me !!
Miles is demisexual and Gwen is pretty sure she’s demiromantic but she fell for Miles so quick she’s questioning it
Based off one of my headcanons
˚ ✦ . . ˚ . . ✦ ˚ .
Miles and Gwen were on his bed, cuddling rather awkwardly. First time for everything, right?
Gwen was on top of her boyfriend, arms wrapped around his upper back loosely, her thighs against his hips and hanging limp. The blonde’s head was propped under his chin, a nervous blush adorning her face. Miles had his arms around her neck gently, hands pointed downward as his lips were drawn in a tight line, head tilted slightly forward. The teenager’s cheeks were highlighted by a slight nervous sweat.
Miles managed to get a whiff of Gwen’s hair, leaning his head downwards more and getting a stronger grasp on the scent. Gwen tenses up, shifting her body.
“What perfume is that?” Miles asks, swallowing back the stammer that threatens to invade his voice. Gwen relaxes visibly.
“Peach, I got it from—“ the blonde pauses, “—Skylar. The brand.” She finished. Miles nods, inhaling her fragrance again. He hummed, before pulling his head back, thinking his reaction might’ve been a bit too over-the-top. “What, you like it?” Gwen asks, chuckling.
“I think peaches are my new favorite fruit.” Miles responds.
Ah yes, the autistic experience of being more mature than your peers as a child/teen, and then less mature as an adult. The window of opportunity to relate is... not there