I Find Myself Thinking "god, I Need A Cigarette" Way Too Often For Someone Who Doesn't Actually Smoke.

my favorite interpretation of tav from BG3 is that they’re just a dumbass that somehow has incredible luck. they make poor decisions yet somehow still manage to survive and help people.

I hate how oddly sexualized breasts are, and how oddly sexualized bedrooms are, and I hate how anything not inherently sexual gets sexualized, it was hot outside and me and my boyfriend were watching his friend repair his truck at my house and I had a shirt off and only my binder on since yk it was hot out, and the other guys also had their shirts off and it was considered fine, but when me and my boyfriend went to go relax in the ac in my room I changed from my binder to a sports bra cause my ribs hurt and kept a shirt off cause I was still sweating a lot and really hot, and my mom came in complaining about how I need to wear a shirt and how it's weird to wear only a bra in a bedroom with your significant other even though she knows I'm ace and she thinks it's weird since he isn't ace and I have breasts and bedrooms are sexualized, why is it okay to not have a shirt as one assigned gender and not the other, why are certain environments more sexualized than others, it makes no sense especially since we weren't doing anything sexual, neither me nor him made it weird, but my mom was making a huge deal out of having tits in a bedroom

maybe it's cause I'm autistic or maybe cause I'm asexual but I think the oversexualization of literally everything is weird

I keep thinking of Muriel as Janet in The Good Place, when Janet is all glitched up and keeps bringing people cacti instead of whatever else they asked for, but she's so sure she got them the right thing and eventually everyone else just accepts the cacti.

idk what traumatized or mentally ill person needs to hear this but dreams (especially the really disturbing ones you dont want to talk about to anybody) arent some deep peek into your psyche or a sign of your True Desires or whatever theyre quite literally your brain making fruit salad with whatever it can find on the shelf. just putting all that shit in a blender and hitting obliterate. its fine, youre fine, youre not a weirdo for it

some things aren't even headcanons they're just divine visions and u have no choice but to accept them

The constant cycle of rtc slime tutorials getting uploaded and taken down is as never ending as this dream of life, that goes round and round and round again.

my current dark urge is a half-elf bard named fern and they’re just,,

romancing wyll

spent majority of act 1 shoving astarion whenever he said something witty then kills anyone else who does it

freaking out whenever shadowheart or wyll gets downed

usually gives the pretty items to shadowheart or wyll

looks vaguely amused by everything

constantly bloody

continuously says “first in my heart” whenever talking to wyll or gale

minsc and boo are their new best friends (sorry gale)

is currently hoarding clown parts

despite having viscous mockery, barely uses it and always gets cursed by it

i think they’d be an anxious squirrel if they were an animal

Headcanon that when Peter accidentally calls Tony dad for the first time, he immediately freaks out over his slip-up (as usual) but Tony is running on like -20 hours of sleep and doesn’t even notice the mistake but he responds to it so suddenly Peter spirals into ANOTHER crisis because does that mean Tony thinks of Peter as his son, or did he just not hear him right? And now he doesn’t know how to bring it up without outing the fact that he wants Mr. Stark to be his dad

Peter: “Hey, dad?”

Peter, internally: Wait, shit shit! Why did I say that? I can’t call Mr. Stark DAD. That’s so creepy-

Tony, dead on his feet and hearing colors: “Yeah, Pete?”

Peter:

Peter, tearing up: “Um-”

I wish to be perceived as “that thing over there”

Infatuated with weird gender vibes. Reblog if you have weird gender vibes, want weird gender vibes, are also infatuated with weird gender vibes, or would like to have your brain surgically wired to a biohorror mecha.