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[haunted-house-heart]

she tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, she cut your hair

hello here is a tiny fic based on the titular line from leonard cohen's hallelujah. it's bluesey. it's fluffy. it's full of my headcanons. also there's a teeny tiny sex joke. enjoy <3

blue sat gansey down in a chair with a stained blue cushion in the tiny kitchen of 300 fox way. she readied her mom's hair cutting scissors in one hand and a spray bottle of warm water in the other. gansey squirmed in their seat, anxiety and excitement battling in their stomach. "if you don't stop squirming, i'm gonna tie you up and give you a mullet." blue put a hand on their shoulder to steady and comfort them. gansey's brain caught the words tie you up and proceeded to trip over the tongue, "oh! well, um, uh- i just, well-" but blue just laughed as they blushed. "what style do you want? keep in mind my haircut," she pointed to her own very choppy, messy haircut, "i can't do fancy." "i would like," they paused, again shifting in the chair, whatever makes me look less like a republican congresswoman's son." "ah ha! i can manage that," she said with a grin.

it took longer than the average haircut would, but for good reason. blue was rather accommodating, knowing the struggles of autism and haircuts. so gansey took breaks, and got some water, and, only being ambushed by orla once, the deed was done. dark brown hair strewn the floor of the kitchen in clumps. gansey eyed it with no small measure of anxiety. and then blue came around with the hand mirror. they almost didn't want to look. they knew blue did a good job - she's blue - but this was an ending. a departure. they were a different person on the other side of this haircut. they took a deep breath and turned the mirror. blue shifted back and forth on her heels impatiently. "say something," she urged. "hallelujah." "hallelujah?" gansey looked up at her with a smile. "i don't look like a republican congresswoman's son."

find this fic on ao3!

[lacunacoil-moved]

of course it would be freezing temperatures when the car wont start

[neon-vocalist]

It’s so funny how an autistic person can say something that makes complete sense to them and other autistics, but an allistic hears it and loses their shit.

For example, my dad gave me a hug just now. He normally has a wiry beard covering his entire cheek on both sides. I’m used to feeling the stubble against my skin. So when I didn’t feel it, I was slightly surprised.

I wanted to let him know of this change in texture. So I turned to him, and I said, “You have a face.”

This made total sense to me. Normally his face is covered by beard. This time it was not. So I could feel his actual face rather than just the beard. It brought the fact that he actually had skin under there to my attention. Therefore, saying “You have a face” was completely logical. I was shocked to feel the lack of scruff and, along with that, the presence of face.

But he pulled away from the hug and just sorta stared at me in confusion and alarm. “What?” I asked, thinking I’d done something wrong or had something on my chin.

“You have a face,” he repeated, and sorta laughed at me. “You’re so strange.” And he patted me on the head and sent me on my way.

Do allistic people really think like that? How could that sentence not make sense in context?

[paperbirdssystem]

I miss Alluka a lot. Hope to see you again soon sweetheart, you matter

[scftangel-blog]

what is happening everyone

[haunted-house-heart]

i really wish i could draw so i could draw my real form but i can't so i'ma try my best to describe it <3

there's more than one, actually. the first is just a little cartoony sheet ghost with stripey socks and big boots. fairly simple, i could prolly draw that one

then my cryptid form, which is complicated. there's a humanoid form and a beast form, bc i shapeshift between the two

the humanoid one is very fae - too tall, pointed ears, fangs. otherwise looks like my human body mostly - but with one purple eye and one gold. deer antlers and atlas moth wings, and a calico cat's tail and ears.

the beast form is more monstrous. a deer shaped body, but far too much leg to be normal, and too many gold eyes where eyes don't belong. long antlers and atlas moth wings, and the cat ears and tail instead of a normal deers. mushrooms and moss growing over my body. sort of shadowy - black, iridescent wisps coming off in places, and you can't quite look directly at me. you feel nauseous when you try.

you're driving down a long, dark, empty road with forest on either side. the road is clear. you think you see something moving in the trees along the road, but when you turn to look, there's nothing there. you turn back to the road, and there's. something. at first glance it's a deer, but when it turns it's sharp, unnatural grin towards you, you realize it's anything but. you don't know whether to slam the brakes or the gas. before you can decide, it disappears in a puff off thick black smoke. you lock your doors and punch the gas.

n e way. that's me :)

edit i FORGOR the the wings are like. a BUNCH like biblically accurate angel style but instead of angel wings they're atlas moth wings.

edit 2 electric boogaloo also there aren't really hooves. the long deer legs just sorta fade into that same black rainbow wispy shadow

[lacunacoil-moved]

went to record some footage for a few stray gifsets, realized i want even recording at all 😅

[neon-vocalist]

I got called a r*tard today. For putting the wrong color block in the wrong color bin.

I’ve been called a d*ke and a f*g multiple times, for things as mundane as wearing a rainbow hair tie.

I’ve been called a tr*nny for playing with trucks, an aspie (in a bad way) for shaking my hand around after I smacked it on something and trying to relieve the pain, and a spaz for staring off into space.

Do people not understand that these words are slurs? And worse, we can’t even be open about our autism and our queerness. To an allocishet NT, those words would mean nothing, but as an autistic queer, they cut deep.

Nobody even notices anymore that you can’t say these things. Acting like the N word is the only slur ever to exist. Everything else is fair game.

[paperbirdssystem]

We also need a new system name. I know Charlie picked this as a placeholder, but it’s been quite a while and no one is discussing changes. Charlie, Alluka, R&S, please message me with ideas if you have any.

[london-mist]

I wish Claire wasn’t just a walk in. She’s so nice to have around. Aalto really likes her a lot and if that isn’t the cutest thing then???