anyway I think the holographic implants should be permanent and from now on Tegan, Ace, and Yaz should, at the most emotionally needed or hilariously inconvenient moments, be haunted by their best friend and actually have a chance to talk with them.
me watching the autism community post about being picky like only eating beige processed food, meanwhile most of the things they eat are like torture if I was to eat them. I can barely tolerate chicken nuggets, cheese is a sensory nightmare, I HATE pasta (especially pasta with butter) and will never seek it out, white bread is a torture device, I can’t eat store bought mashed potatoes, salsa, or guacamole, I also can’t eat canned soup and most frozen foods of any kind.
Put a beige food in front of me and there’s a 75% chance I can’t eat it. This is the one of the only LSN autism stereotypes that DOESN’T apply to me and you all are supposed to hate stereotypes so why do you make memes about it? Where are the autistics who can’t eat the beige foods, who thrive on fruit and vegetables and meat like I do. I’m STILL the most picky out of my family but I’m doubly inconvenient because my safe foods are expensive as fuck and most are seasonal fruits that are only cheap certain times of year.
we aren’t all obsessed with chicken nuggets. the meme is just annoying now.
Another tap, accompanied by a smooth rumble. His large hand is pressed up against the glass. You step closer and his wingspan widens just a fraction. The light reflects in his eyes. He is right in front of you, so contrivedly real-looking that it feels like it must be fake.
Call it curiosity, or stupidity, or an amalgamation of the two. You outstretch your arm. The pane feels cold where your body presumes warmth. You align your palm with his and it swallows yours, fingers splayed open, still unable to reach the width of his hand.
fanart for @shibaraki's fic god's loneliest creature which i was legally obligated to do because i live in Mothman Country