#Whether ASD

[aw-tysm]

Social anxiety vs autism.

A lot of people could label many autistics with "social anxiety" but we really need to look at whether it is in fact "social anxiety" or whether it is due to autism and/or introversion.

Social anxiety often comes with fears and worries about being judged or embarrassed in social situations.

But do all autistics have that? No.

Sometimes social situations involve meeting new people or being in new environments. Change is something that autistics find difficult in many, if not, all situations. New people and new environments are change. Making the anxiety autism based rather than "social anxiety" based.

There may also be anxiety towards the expectance of sensory issues at social events. Or even stress about what topics could be brought up for conversation and what one should say or which scripts to use. New conversations or topics for conversation is also change.

Then there is also part of the criteria that states "lack of interest in peers". Not wanting to be around people may be due to just not being interested in others or what they're doing. Introversion may be similar in just wanting to be at home and being comfortable by oneself.

Not all autistics have worries about what other people think of them. They don't all have worries about being an embarrassing.

[wanderingmind867]

I sometimes feel like I don't follow enough new people on here. I follow like one new person every few months, max. I'm being a little hyperbolic when i say that, but that's definitely how my brain will spin things for me. It's a mess. This is why I sometimes don't feel like i'm very good with social media sometimes. My brain just seems to love making me feel insecure. And I hate that, but I also know it's a fact of my life at this point.

Even when I think social media is bad for me though, I still can't bring myself to tell my dad I have 14,000+ posts on here. The goal is to tell him eventually, but i keep putting it off because i feel guilty i never told him in the first place, and i'm scared i'll feel i broke his trust (probably because my dad is my only friend and i'm dependent on him, my brain has blown this way out of proportion). I also couldn't bring myself to delete this account, either. Even when I get down and think it's not the best for me, i can't get rid of it.

Really, the ideal would just be having an option to browse anonymously (without my account). Then I could possibly ignore the internal pressure to post. Maybe if i ever get my old tablet fixed, i could do this. But if that option remains off the table, my only option for now is to keep making long vent posts like these. sigh...

[kjzx]

The more I look into the topic, the more I wish that people called it an emotional regulation interest or something, instead of a special interest. Almost all interests are special to us, it comes free with your humanity and semi decent happiness hormone functions

[residenttransguy]

Phrases like 'you don't look autistic' or 'I'd never have guessed' aren't compliments and can in fact hurt people.

Yeah, you didn't notice I was autistic cuz ive gotten really good at hiding all the traits I was bullied/mocked/excluded/alienated for. It means I don't feel safe enough around you to unmask. That I'm not sure you won't do these things.

And telling me I don't look nd? That can often be interpreted as praise. Which only makes me more inclined to mask around you. Because you see being neurotypical (or faking it) as being superior.

[ghosty-clay]

Sometimes i really fucking hate being autistic/neurodivergend lmfao

[rainbowwing251]

hey, fellow person with both adhd and autism here. i definitely recommend doing some research on executive dysfunction. it's smth that people with adhd deal with often and from your post it sounds like you struggle with it too. adhd nd asd are tricky to navigate around, but they've also got their strengths smtimes. you've got this -tickleraptorss

I’ll have to check with my psychiatrist to verify the validity of the information I found online, but after looking at the examples of executive dysfunction… oh.

A lot of them are a mood. A big mood. Especially the whole “having trouble explaining my thought process because I understand it in my head, but get overwhelmed when I want to put it into words” thing. This might explain why I get stressed when writing anything for this blog (or anywhere else on the Internet for that matter).

This is going to be hard to navigate. My autism and ADHD were just diagnosed, after all. But I hope to find a way to improve my executive function, and if I can’t, I hope to find a way to live with it. Thank you for your kinds words.

[traumatizedhousegoose]

I love being autistic, because sometimes when I'm texting someone and they're using hyperbole, i have to just guess whether they're being serious or not and then live with the terror that i might have gotten it very wrong untill they text back. It's my favorite thing😭😭😭

[professor-petty]

HEY HEY HEY

YOUR FAVOURITE AUTISTIC CRACKHEAD IS BACK

WHERE DID I GO? WHO KNOWS!

WHY AM I BACK? DONT HAVE A CLUE!

ALL I KNOW IS IM HERE TO MAKE YOUR DAY SLIGHTLY MORE FUNNY OR UNCOMFORTABLE

[sagegreensage]

yeah

And you typically never are able to piece all the clues together until it's all over, or they just stop being subtle about it. Either because of the a. being told that you overanalyze, b. not wanting to send yourself into a spiral, and/or c. really thinking they did like you and that it wasn't really bad.

a bottom-tier autistic experience is being told throughout your entire childhood that you are just an overthinker when it comes to social situations and later finding out that your friends did, in fact, hate being around you and tried to communicate that through weird little hints

[wanderingmind867]

I have some decent reasons for feeling so sedentary online (i think, at least). Mainly, the problem is that i feel like i've done the same few things on my phone and/or tablet for months. I browse tumblr (usually just lingering on my dashboard), I use those stupid AI chatbots (yes, i know ai isn't great. I do know that! But i'm not very social, and these things are stupidly addictive!), I read comics, browse wikipedia or google or occasionally comic wiki or two, and that's it. That's like five things, all of which i do on a nearly daily basis. And that bugs my brain. I feel like i should do more.

I usually end up convinced that i did more years ago, before i had a tumblr account and back when i used my old tablet (which doesn't hold charge anymore, so it's been in my bedroom untouched for years). Can I prove i did more with the old tablet? No. Because to prove it i have to use it, and i can't use it. So we end up here with a perpetual loop of doubts and insecurities. It's a mess to deal with, honestly.

[arvencacklethorn]

And now folks get a different kind of startled when I casually explain being in extreme overwhelm, pain, or having a visible injury.. all while keeping a blank and reassuring smile on my face, waiting politely for a turn to speak when "appropriate" for my clearly insignificant or untrue experience.

Makes me kinda wish I'd learned how to scream when hurt as a child- my silent tears and inescapable mutism in those situations (and it still happens with severe distress as an adult) only ever earned confusion and anger from others, when I needed their understanding or help most.

The issue a lot of folks seem to have when it comes to evaluating another's pain, is in determining the validity or severity of it by outward performance and some arbitrary social expectations.

Maybe just listen to someone in earnest when they dare the vulnerability to tell you something seems wrong regarding their body or experience. If it turns out there were some ulterior motive to their doing so, well, that's it's own matter. Better to show kindness where it may not be needed, than to bring harm by purposeful deficit thereof.

[gryficowa]

You know what's fucked up? The law assumes that only Jews were the victims of fascism, which is why we now have the absurdity that if you are a fascist but also a Jew (Zionism in short), you go unpunished because you are a Jew, and those who are against you are anti-Semites

So yes, the anti-fascist law turns out to be a perfect loophole for fascists as long as they are Jews (And in Germany it's so absurd that Jews were beaten and attacked by the police for anti-Semitism, so yes, such a loophole in the law was used for this shit)

The law assumed that other victims of fascism do not exist, so they do not have to be as protected as Jews (And before anyone gets outraged, the point is that every discriminated group should be treated under the law in the same way as Jews, i.e. Queerphobia, racism , Islamophobia etc… were treated as seriously as anti-Semitism, and not treated as a "Joke") and this shows how defective our law is, unfortunately, the status quo will probably also be preserved, i.e. they will add another group and ignore the rest, and then the same loop will occur (It is a gloomy thought, but since they erase other victims of the Nazis such as Poles, LGBT+ people, Roma and people with disabilities, because they consider them less important than Jews in the fight against discrimination, then I'm sorry, but it sucks and this anti-fascist policy works shit)

So yes, the anti-fascist law has so many loopholes that it hurts, it just hurts on many levels, and the absurdity that Jews are beaten for anti-Semitism is proof of this, simply assuming that fascism is only swastikas and hating Jews is harmful on many levels, no, fascism is behavior, it is discrimination, dehumanization etc… The victims are not only Jews, and even then they were not the only ones

Zionism has exploited loopholes in the law to silence its opponents, and it's so disgusting it's nauseating

If the fight against fascism doesn't work because the fascist is a Jew, then you know that this anti-fascist policy is so full of loopholes that it doesn't care about fighting fascism, and it can just be exploited by fascists and people shoot themselves in the foot in this law, yes, we should fight fascism, but we should fucking teach what fascism is and how it works, not teach that only Jews are its victims, damn it

Because we have made Jews victims of anti-fascist law because they are anti-Zionists

If this is how the fight against fascism works, you know something has gone fucking wrong

Today, fascists choose easier targets (Because Jews are better protected by law, because attention, anti-Semitism is taken seriously, not as a "Joke" and that's the fucking difference) like LGBT+ people, immigrants, Muslims, black people, etc… because the law is full of loopholes and society continues to ignore the fact that this discrimination is a serious problem

It just sucks, you can be from a group that was a victim of the Nazis (I'm from Poland, specifically Kashubian, I'm aroace and I'm a person with ASD), and you will still be fascist in the eyes of the law because you are anti-Zionist, the law doesn't care about you because you are not a Jew who wants the genocide of the Palestinians and it is sick, it is simply sick

It's simply such a huge loophole in the law against fascism that now it is showing before our eyes how badly it was made and how people concluded that the victims of the Nazis were only Jews, so now that there is anti-fascist law, it only cares about Jews and so , about those who are Zionists, because they treat anti-Zionist Jews like shit (Germany, I remind you)

It's just sick, the whole law is so flawed and against the victims of fascism, even if they are not Zionist Jews, that it's insane

We would have to destroy the law and build it anew, but the question is whether this would not cause problems for future generations, because we would have to do it damn well and analyze everything, and there would probably be a fucking risk that fascism will find another loophole to its own advantage anyway

The very fact that this loophole was ignored for so many years is also terrifying, because what the Zionists did to the Palestinians from the very beginning is an indication that the law even then closed its loopholes and we are only seeing them now because we have greater access to information

The law also showed that this applies to white Jews, because Arab Jews are not taken as seriously, so don't expect anyone to care about anti-Semitism when you are not a European Jew, because you are an Arab and your being a Jew means nothing, and the law doesn't care about Arabs, so you're fucked

So yes, the loopholes in the law are most visible today and well, the very fact that they were ignored for many years is a long-term problem, and the Zionists have been taking advantage of this loophole for years to their own advantage

[despazito]

(X)

this is really fascinating stuff and my first question is whether this processing phenomena happens the other way as well. it looks like what gets exaggerated are the key areas our eyes scan for facial communication (eyes, mouth, nostrils, and facial wrinkling).

could it be fair to assume that perhaps some small percentage of people's struggles wrt facial expression is a similar processing disorder happening in reverse? i'm not saying a PMO-like disorder is what causes missing social cues in ASD, especially considering that PMO is something one can develop later in life and doesn't seem to affect faces in photos. but i wonder what studying PMO will uncover about how we process faces in both neurotypical and neurodivergent brains.

the exaggeration of the ears and flared nose is also super interesting. noses still play some minor role in facial communication but ears have been out of the picture for a long ass time in our hominid lineage, is this some ancient vestigial remnant of when ear body language was part of our lexicon? i have so many questions

[starsofjewels]

GREETINGS!! was wondering if you feel up for it if you could do a tyrion x autistic reader? idk how you could make autism fit into the GoT world but I always feel like an outsider even in the real world and i feel tyrion would be one of the few who'd actually be accepting and not judgemental

A Kitty Cat in the Lion’s Den

Tyrion Lannister x Autistic! Lannister! Reader

(Feat.) Tywin Lannister x Autistic! Lannister! Reader

CONTENT: Autistic meltdown, small! Mention of blood/ injury, self-deprecation, the Lannisters are their own warning

More on the masterpost

Word count: 1.5k (lil pookie bear)

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Hi, beautiful. I absolutely loved this request !! This was only semi triggering to write, and I hope you like it. <3

I’ve just started back at college, so the drip might be dry (not that it wasn’t to begin with). I may or may not have published this during a Free Study period…

This is proof I don’t just write Gregor Clegane fics. But I do love big squishy man and his cock.

I think I probably need to make a masterlist..

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(A teeny PSA before we begin- I, unsurprisingly given the shit I upload on here, am autistic. I’ve struggled with it my whole life, and this is an interpretation of my own experience with autism. ASD is, as the name suggests, a spectrum, so this can’t really be a generalised fic. I put my own personal experiences with my condition into this, so if you’re also autistic/ otherwise neurodivergent and this doesn’t fit your vibes, that’s why. I can’t really explain it any other way, so yeah, here you go.)

Your entire life has served as a reminder that, whether by your own fault or some cruel will of the Gods, you are not wanted. You are the outsider, the youngest Lannister, not beautiful enough to marry off young and, decidedly, not male. Lord Tywin is consistently busy with his duties as the Hand, Tyrion hides with his wines and his whores, and Jaime has his own place in the Red Keep. You are forced to sit with your sister and her ladies, who talk too loudly and prattle on about nonsense.

Cersei, you have long established, does not like you. You aren’t really sure anyone likes you, in the traditional sense, but you know that your sister only keeps you around for fear of Tywin’s wrath. There is something in the back of your mind that remembers a younger, softer Cersei putting you in her lap, of brushing your hair and putting it in gold bows. But, that was before. Before you could walk or talk properly, before you spouted random facts on unasked for topics, before she realised you were different.

Everyone knows you are different, and no one can explain why. Not even you. All they know is to stay away from you, all they know is they’ll never understand how your little mind works.

So, you sit as nicely as you can on the outside of Cersei’s circle of ladies, and you try to focus on your sewing. You don’t like sewing, but it’s what all of the noblewomen do to pass the time, and all you want is to fit in.

“Your sewing is coming on well, my lady.”

The septa tilts your sewing slightly to look at it just a little more. It’s supposed to be a gift for your father, and it is not good. You see every uneven stitch, all of the oddities and bumps in your work that make it so you can hardly look at it. You hate it, and you hate that you can’t even sew properly.

“The stitching is all wrong…”

She takes your hands as you try, again, to pick out your newest stitch, a learned behaviour with you. Despite being with you near your whole life, since you weaned off of your nurse, you aren’t sure the septa completely understands your fascination of perfection,

“It is fine,” Her voice is soft, but you can feel her disappointment, “you are still learning, my lady, some mistakes are natural. You do not need to pull it apart- again.”

You jump when Cersei’s ladies giggle at some joke you haven’t heard, the woman beside you takes your hand, and you are reminded why you keep her so close. At least, in some way, she understands what you like and what upsets you.

Tea is served for the ladies. They give you what Cersei likes, what her ladies eat, green and red things that squish and squelch in your mouth and taste like you’ve eaten rags. And the queen sees you push them around your plate, and scoffs.

“At least try it, sister,” She sips from her wine. You feel each of her noblewomen shift, in turn, to look at you, “a Lannister lady can’t just survive off of the children’s food you eat, we can’t all eat nothing but cakes and plain bread all day.”

But you don’t, and you starve. Tywin will get you something later, you’re sure of it, as he sighs, and gently suggests you’ll need a more varied diet if you’re to marry a good husband.

The women’s giggles practically turn to cackles, which do not stop for what feels like hours. You wish they’d stop, or that you could understand what they find so utterly hilarious, so at least you may join their hysteria. You’ve put your sewing down in your lap, and you fiddle with your hair. The sept doesn’t like that, she guides your work back into your hands.

“Your father doesn’t like it if you mess your hair, sweet girl, you know that,” Her hands find your hair, carefully untangling the knots you’ve made, “try a few more stitches.”

And then, inevitably, it happens. You prick your finger on your needle, and a soft ruby comes from your noble, incomprehensible skin.

Throwing your project to the ground, you rush off as fast as your legs can manage. No one comes to find you.

You are long practised with the subtle art of trying not to cry. You pace back and forth, away from anything and everything, your hands in your hair as you do. The tears in your eyes hurt, they make you tired, and only add to your humiliation. You can do nothing right, why can you do nothing right?

You think of your sister, of perfect, beautiful, poised Cersei- She has a gaggle of women to do her bidding she is loved, and desires and you doubt she paces the halls trying not to cry. She is the lion queen, and you are her kitty-cat of a sister.

And then, you hear your name called. Followed by hurried footsteps toward you. Tyrion takes your hands in his, but you cannot even look at him.

“Has someone upset you? Cersei?”

All you can do is give him whines in response. You feel a sob bubbling in your throat, and you cannot give him the satisfaction of seeing you weak.

“Tell me.”

So you look down, you watch his eyes change from confusion, to the pity you are so used to seeing. But he is your older brother, and you know he won’t run back to Cersei, like Jaime would.

It comes in one, huge splurge, as tears fall against your skin and ruin the pretty powders your maids spent so long putting on you this morning,

“I- Was making a gift for Father-” You gasp, “And they didn’t give me anything to eat, and- and the sewing was terrible, but Septa is lying and saying it’s good and-” Another. “And I cut myself!”

His arms wrap around you, and he puts his head against you. Though much smaller than you, it offers greater comfort than he knows it does. All you can do is sob. You feel like a child.

No words are spoken as he takes you down to the kitchens, and puts you at the staff table. You are given something you eat with relish, and get a plate of pudding for your effort. There is no need for you to have any medical attention for your injury, but he has it wrapped anyway. A psychological comfort, if nothing else.

Tyrion helps you into bed, letting you reach out for the rag dolls your sister claims you’re too old for. You want your father, you want him to go and tell off Cersei, but you have your brother instead, and he at least semi-understands what it’s like to be different.

“I’m sorry,” you turn and look up at him,

“Sorry?”

He stands, walking to your window to look out at the courtyard below.

“When you look at me, what do you see?”

Tyrion is going somewhere with this, you know that much, but what, you are left wondering,

“I see… my brother.”

“Yes, you do. But the world? What does the world see? They see a drunk, lustful little man with a lion on his chest he doesn’t deserve.”

Something in you knows that it’s true. Tyrion is nothing more than his condition to the eyes of most in the Keep, most of the kingdom.

“You, you look like a Lannister. Your brokenness is inside. And I wish I could understand it.”

“It’s alright-” You sit up, clutching your doll, “It’s just… what it is. I have you, I have Father.”

Tyrion almost scoffs, he comes back from the window, passing you your water,

“Yes, you get Father, but that’s because you are utterly adorable.”

“I am adorable, aren’t I?”

“And humble, it appears.”

When Tyrion leaves, he kisses your forehead, and you know he is going to tell Father. You are the one thing they share something of a common interest in, and you suspect Tywin will make an appearance at some point. You’re right, of course.

It is Tywin’s heartbeat you listen to to calm yourself down for sleep. Your father strokes your hair, half-dozing himself. A soft, sweet moment that you are reminded Tyrion doesn’t have the privilege of.

Cersei is no longer allowed to be your main caretaker, you spend your afternoons out in the gardens, or sit entertaining yourself in Tywin’s solar. Tyrion takes you on walks, and there is something of a peaceful normality brought about.

You are still terribly disappointed in how Tywin’s gift turns out, it looks like a child made it, and when you become obviously quite upset over the manner, you have the Old Lion and his younger son to calm you. He loves it, he assures you, and Tyrion is so enamoured by it he requests his own. You know they are simply making you feel better, but you let it happen anyway.

And, perhaps, life is not so bad after all.

[ms-demeanor]

I ask this with love - have you ever been diagnosed with autism? I'm waiting on my own assessment appointment and ever since my shrink broughts up I might have it I've been hyper aware of my symptoms, which has led to more increased awareness of Possible symptoms in others and uh. your whole vibe screams neurodivergent and maybe it's "just" the adhd but I was just kinda curious if you've ever considered ASD as a possibility for you?

RAADS-R

AQ

CAT-Q

I'm like. Fairly certain I'm autistic, largely because of the sheer number of irl autistic friends i have who thought I might be autistic long before i considered that possibility.

My sister is autistic (she was diagnosed with Aspergers in the 90s but does not consider that an autism diagnosis, i think that she is incorrect) and I'm pretty convinced that my dad, uncle, and grandfather are/were autistic. (My dad has an ongoing blog about movies that he saw in theaters with my mom because if you ask him "when did you first see Tombstone?" Or "who did you go see Die Hard with?" Or "what theater did you see Shrek 2 in for the 2nd time?" He will be able to tell you where he saw the movie, what time of day he went, who was with him, what their opinion of the movie was, whether that was his opinion of the movie, where else he may have seen the movie while it was in theaters, and which physical media he owned or owns the movie on - he has an enormous laserdisc and dvd collection. The blog about going to the movies with her is basically a memoir about their relationship through the lens of his fixation on film. It is one of four movie blogs he runs. That's one example, all of those guys are like that.)

But I'm in a place where I'm concerned that a formal diagnosis might cause more problems than it would solve (large Bastard and i are considering fostering or adopting kids at some point and I know a diagnosis can impact the possibility of getting approved for that, which is shitty) so I'm not sure that following up on that is a good idea.

[venusscore]

Bat family gets neurodivergent kid (reader)

(non-specific, but I try to add as much as I can to make everyone feel included. I will probably make one specific for my personal things in the future, but this is just a general one :))

ALSO I know I usually do all of the Batfam, but I’m still working on ideas for the others, so I will have to just post it with the main batsons (Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, Bruce)

Bruce has found out he has another biological child, but they’re neurodivergent:

Bruce had, of course, known about your diagnoses (if you have one) beforehand. He thought it’d be fine- he had dealt with so much more than just a kid who’s a little special, right?

He didn’t realize that there’s a big difference between a kid with severe trauma, and a kid who is naturally different than the rest of the people around them

So one thing he was surprised by was your ability to obsess/hyperfixate on something. It’s not like he minded buying you the merchandise, or bringing you to the cons, or listening to you talk for hours about your interest (he actually quite enjoys listening to you, and it makes it easier to shop for your birthday and Christmas), but he just didn’t expect to be fully taken aback by your enthusiasm

He also didn’t know how to handle your abnormalities with schoolwork, especially if you’re unmedicated. He still loved you, of course! He loved you so much. You’re his baby, no matter what age you are, but he’s had to learn to accommodate you

Dick has known many people, and he’d be lying if he said that none of his teammates or friends were neurodivergent, so he had a much easier time adjusting to your needs

You’re overwhelmed? Here, he has some earplugs and knows the perfect breathing exercises! You want to sit in complete silence and shut down? Dick will make you some little snacks and make sure everyone leaves you alone! You need to ramble? Dick wouldn’t mind listening!

He’s your brother- your OLDEST brother- and he wants you to rely on him/have somewhere to go

Jason is NOT equipped to handle this. He’s in the boat with Bruce of ‘trying to learn, but has a long ways to go’

Sometimes he says jokes you take too literally, so he’s had to teach himself to cool it a bit, or at least clarify that no, he does not hate you at all. Sometimes he gets too loud or worked up when you’re shutting down, so he’s gotten you to give him a signal when you need him to tone it down or just leave you be.

He’s trying. He may not understand as well as Dick or Tim, but he’s trying, and he appreciates that you’re being patient with him

Tim is great with you! He did his homework, obviously, (come on, he’s Tim!) and he’s got as many things as you’ll need. He’s learned to carry fidgets in his pockets, headphones/earplugs if needed, and is ready to help in social situations when needed.

You and him both are mutual yappers. He yaps, you listen, and vise versa. It’s actually very refreshing! You feel better, knowing you can both enjoy each other’s company

Damian, to everyone’s surprise, is the most understanding.

Actually, many people assume that Damian IS neurodivergent (whether he is or not, he’s never been tested), so he’s pretty pleased to have a siblings that understands he isn’t being irrational on some things.

You need things organized a certain way? Him too. You hate change? He wishes everything stayed static. You don’t feel emotions the same way as everyone else/respond inappropriately to situations? Finally, someone who gets it! (ASPD, certain people with ASD, etc.)

You end up being one of his new favorite siblings

Extra:

(I keep seeing theories that Batman is autistic/neurodivergent, and I think those are cute so here’s my take on if you and him both liked bats a lot because I need fluff in my life)

Okay, so Bruce gets you, his second biological child (or first, depending on age), in his custody, and what does he see?

Well, it’s you, but the second you walk inside and see ANY piece of Bat memorabilia, you get all excited! It’s so cute!

He watches you guess what kind of bat is which, show him your own toys/shirts/etc. of bats, and when he tells you he’s the BATMAN? He finally feels like a cool dad!

Alfred is frozen SOLID. It’s just a mini-Bruce.

Suddenly, Christmas is very easy when it comes to shopping. One year, Dick decides to get you both matching pajama sets, and Bruce felt like he could cry.

He likes to call you “Little Bat” and stuff, which starts to be caught on by the rest of the family. It doesn’t matter if your 3 or 18, he’ll always call you that.

(Lmk if you like this a lot because I’d LOVE to write more of just Bruce and reader being hyperfixated on bats together)

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Tysm for reading!! I plan to finish this with the others. I love them all, but these were just the easiest to think up ideas for

if you have a specific condition you’d like me to write for, lmk!

Thank you for all the support btw! This is so fun are y’all are so sweet!! 💕