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big nappy

Gray was once the Sixth ActiRanger but was captured by the Gambit Gang and transformed into the Rival Knight.

Bonus part

boot kink but not in the let me ride your boot way

boot kink in the sense that i want you to kick me in my fucking ribs

Spring is coming I can feel it !!!

(for the purposes of this poll, order of pronouns doesn't indicate preference)

Yes there are 64 genders and every time this is reblogged we add 3 more to piss off the transphobes

Trans joy

My dad called me his son for the first time so we were talking about other piercings I want and I was telling him how when people see me I want them to go oh their weird and my dad replied you want them to be like oh that’s (insert dads name’s) son and he said this in front of my mom who is against me being trans but she didn’t say anything and I think this is a major step and I’m so happy

i love being a faggot

GUYS GUYS GUYS

I ACTUALLY FEEL LIKE I LOOK LIKE MYSELF IN THE MIRROR OH MY GOD

LIKE I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND SEE MYSELF STARING BACKN NOT JUST ANYONE BUT ME

THIS ISNT PROBABLY GONNA SOUND LIKE A BIG DEAL BUT OH MY GOD ITS ME

ITS ME IN THAT MIRROR

i love doing these polls, so here, another one

It’s fun explaining this.

Please stick around for my favourite joke about myself at the end.

an eye for an eye

oc; grim; he / they

"Everyone's autistic now," "Why's there so much autism," "So many kids faking autism these days."

You know. I had been suspecting I was autistic since I started to understand what that meant, around middle school. I was working with two different autistic kids in a Girl Scout troop I led with my mom, and they did/said things that felt familiar. But I didn't dare bring up those thoughts, because my little cousin was autistic, that was his thing, and I didn't want to seem like I was looking for attention.

I started looking into autism for real when I hit my 20's, because those suspicions never went away... just buried. I had been focusing on other areas of my life anyway - my transition. But that was over, and I could see that things were still "off" about me. I love diving deep into different disabilities, disorders, and mental illnesses, but avoided autism because I was scared of what I'd find. I took maybe one test, masked up and guarded as hell, and because of that it said I wasn't autistic. I didn't answer truthfully, so I went looking elsewhere. ADHD, maybe. I ended up trying to get an ADHD diagnosis, and got misdiagnosed with a personality disorder that can be misdiagnosed in autistic adults. I felt I didn't have an option but to accept the diagnosis, because I was on my way to Chicago; out of time and out of money.

Nearly six months after the misdiagnosis, while I had been looking into the personality disorder and knew for certain I didn't meet the criteria for a diagnosis, (but masked through the appointments, which is how I got it) I had worked extensively on unmasking. I learned many neurodivergencies masked, and thought I'd give unmasking a shot, soon realizing I'd been doing it forever. Once I got better at unmasking, I eventually looked into autism again. What would it hurt to be told no twice? I took a couple quizzes again. Slowed down, answered honestly, and gave every answer my full attention. And I scored high on every one. It was terrifying. But it was also... a relief? While a few of those quizzes weren't too be taken seriously, I did take tests on official sites made by and for autistic people. When I came home from Chicago in summer 2022, I told my mom and showed her all my past scores on official tests like the RAADS, one of which I take annually. Part of me still has doubts that I'm not faking it, I guess.

All of this, at least past 2021, has occurred while people have been posting their own stores about discovering and getting diagnosed as adults. While I initially started looking into things on my own, hearing these people's stories on occasion really, really helped. Random strangers on the internet in a reel telling me they'd been overlooked because they were afab, did well in school, and didn't have many other adults around to see a difference... really helped. I could sneak into the autistic tags on Tumblr and look around at posts, relate to them silently, write down my findings in my little notebook, and go about my day. This "autism boom" as it were really helped, just because everyone suddenly showing off who they are, telling the world "I'm different and that's okay," really, really... helped. I know why I've always felt different and wrong, I know why I struggle with certain things, and I know why certain things will likely never be possible on my own. That's so much better than going thrift my life wondering and beating myself up because I can't function like everyone else.

Everyone isn't suddenly being diagnosed as autistic, now. People are just... starting to listen. Starting to get more comfortable. Obtaining more resources. And it's really nice. ❤️

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Let's paint the town, we'll shut it down Let's burn the roof, and then we'll do it again Let's do it, let's do it ♫

Can't resist the allure of He/They Magnus

he/theys be like "yoooo pass the aux lemme play some bangers" and put on some song that sounds like it was contrived by a ragtag band of little woodland creatures with sticks and rocks