Auggie Sycamore???

I’ve been down south maybe a grand total of three times, but my da lived in the south when he was younger. His accent is mostly gone but it slips out if you surprise him. I managed to pick up his accent and sayings so sometimes you’ll randomly find this small NorthEastern person with an accent thick as honey if you catch them off guard (I also say y’all all the time)

Reblog if you say "Y'all"

Only took my school 7ish years but they’ve inevitably blocked ao3 on all school devices

Not using the tags because these have stories

Three main songs come to mind, Yellow Submarine (the Beatles), B.J. Don’t Cry (Moxy Früvous), and Electric Car (They Might Be Giants).

When I was a child I would NEVER go down to bed easily, I’m talking would stay up for ages because I was afraid of nightmares (I did not have nightmares nearly often enough for this to be a relevant fear). So to combat this this, my dad developed the habit of sitting in my room and singing to me while he held me in the rocking chair, and his favorite song to sing to me was Yellow Submarine. I LOVED this song (and I still do) because it always made me think of being warm and safe in my dad’s arms, and when he sings it now to my youngest brother when he can’t sleep I tear up a lil.

If you did not grow up in Ontario, Canada or most of Upstate New York, the chances are that your ears were never graced with the acapella sounds of Moxy Früvous. Think the exact middle point between Barenaked Ladies and They Might Be Giants, and that’s basically Moxy Früvous. Their most popular album was titled Bargainville, and one year (before I was born) my dad illegally burnt a copy of Bargainville onto a CD for my mom, and the two of them played it quite a bit for me growing up. My absolute favorite song was called B. J. Don’t Cry, the story of this guy who falls in love but she doesn’t love him the same and he banishes her from his kingdom when she cheats on him a bunch (obviously I didn’t comprehend this as a kid). When I tell you little 3yo me knew all the lyrics, I knew ALL the lyrics, and I would skip to that song on the CD. I played that so much that when I play the CD now 14 years later it’s so scratched over B.J. Don’t Cry from how often I listened to it.

Around the same age as the other two songs, I first heard Electric Car. My mother had recently gotten a new phone, and kept the old one for me to play educational games on and listen to kids music. One of the apps (I can’t remember the name) had the music video for Electric Car, and I loved it so much and it calmed me down so much that we incorporated it into my bedtime routine (remember how I said I struggled to go down to bed?). I would put on my favorite duck pajamas, get in bed between my mom and dad, and then watch the music video before going to bed.

The moral of the story? KIDS REMEMBER EARLY MUSICAL MEMORIES, ESPECIALLY ONES THAT MEAN A LOT TO THEM!!!

reblog and put in the tags the earliest songs you remember actively liking as a child (asking adults to play them for you, learning the lyrics, being excited when they came on the radio etc.)

I feel like choosing ‘Not Like Us’ over literally every other nomination for Record of the Year was a wild choice. And I’m not saying this as a Beatles fan who’s sad that ‘Now and Then’ didn’t win, I just genuinely think ‘Not Like Us’ was chosen because the Kendrick and Drake drama was interesting, not because it deserved Record of the Year

you ever read smut for your fav character, look at the tags, and think, “man, they would have a praise kink”

me when accidentally autistic traits are present in my favorite characters

:O

Can we just talk about Octavius fiddling with the tassels on his armour and constantly adjusting his helmet, he's so me it's insane

He's just an awkward lil guy and honestly I love that for him

worst part of having a medical professional for a parent: it doesn’t matter what field of medicine they’re in, whenever you suggest you may have some medical condition they will immediately rule it out like they’re the expert on the topic. I’m trying to figure out why I’m always dizzy and going from lying down to standing is so exhausting for my body, but god forbid I suggest POTS because my MIDWIFE and OB/GYN of a mother doesn’t think I have it. It doesn’t matter that my aunt does and that it’s hereditary. It doesn’t matter that I’m just spitballing because I just want to figure out what’s wrong with my body. According to her I’m probably just anemic (even though I only fit one of the symptoms, dizzy)

When people talk about the autism spectrum, this is it

the peak male specimen

Chat I have a dilemma

Fun fact: I’m autistic I’m gonna do a thing inspired by another person

Reblog if your blog is safe for autistic people or is ran by an autistic person!

oh and

Reblog if you stand against Autism Speaks!