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#AND I’M HAVING A MELTDOWN OVER THIS
nightgoodomens · 5 months
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It is Michael Protective Sheen from now on. Fucking Michael Protective Boyfriend of David Sheen. David Yeah I Let My Boyfriend Michael Deal With It For Us Tennant. What the FUCK. What the fuck. That is so fucking cute. I hope Michael gets all the kisses from David for being like this. Fuck. The actual fuck. Aw man I love a protective boyfriend I will deal with it for you love. Fuck. Michael *our* issues Sheen. Goddamnit. Michael protect your man Sheen. Fuck.
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uhbasicallyjustmilex · 8 months
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thinking about how alex just lit up the moment miles came onstage for 505 in london, and wondering if that exact same expression came over his face when miles said yes to the ireland shows. if he pulled miles into that same kind of fierce, heartfelt hug, the kind where his smile is pressed against miles’s neck and it’s just them, for a moment, with their arms around each other and everything else fading into white noise. if he gets that same smile on his face every time he thinks about them playing together in october. if they’ve been rehearsing songs they haven’t played together for years, and every time he looks up and catches miles’s eye they’re suddenly both smiling like that, with the same kind of captivated adoration and freedom that’s shone through everything since before they’d even written any music together.
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merrygejelh · 1 year
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No more tiktok kids putting on a full face of glitter makeup and calling it “unmasking” where are my REAL autism swag girlies. The boys who buy 8 of the exact same t-shirt and jeans to wear every day. The guys whose only deciding factor in choosing clothes is The Textures. The girls who only wear one color to avoid decision making. The folks who can’t wear makeup or they’ll die. We are so sexy for that
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infisonicosm · 9 months
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This is for @jakewhorecore
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seraphicalsuccubus · 4 months
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2024 is kicking my ass already ??? bro like fucking come on
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ascendingtostardust · 6 months
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does anyone get it???? (x)
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cityghoull · 2 months
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WIFE
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torotits · 2 months
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why is wanting something the single most mortifying ordeal ever
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chaotic-orphan · 2 months
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I THINK WE ALL THOUGH YOU KNEW ABOUT THE SPELLING MISTAKE LMAOO
YOU ALL THOUGHT I PURPOSEFULLY DID IT?!!! I AM SHORT OF BITING EVERYTHING I SEE LIKE A FERAL CAT!!!! And the immediate panic of having to change my name AND ORPHAN WAS TAKEN!!!!
The horror!!!
the woe….
I really should have known, like how many times do you see your fricken name on tumblr and my eyes just skimmed over it and MISSED IT EVERY TIME?!?!! The knowing it has been there since the inception of my blog should be a crime…
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Trying to “justify” why you’re having a meltdown over something “small” should be an Olympic sport.
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k00ldino · 4 months
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my discord updated, this is actually horrendous
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lostryu · 7 months
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for all the people shitting themselves about shiver’s win last splatfest, it almost seems like with the drop of the sneek peek of Side Order it didn’t actually matter…
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thatbitch151 · 8 months
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Just had 2 meltdowns over McDonald’s… yay.
In my defense, I have severe ARFID (picky eating+panic attacks basically) and I CANNOT have onions, pickles, lettuce, or tomatoes on my cheeseburgers. Ordered at McDonald’s and said 2 cheeseburgers, KETCHUP ONLY. They fucked this up in both of them and put onions on both.
This caused meltdown #1 because all day I had been hyper focusing on getting this food and being able to eat it, to the point that I didn’t eat when I was hungry earlier so that I didn’t have the risk of getting full half way through my meal and now I Can’t Eat It. After I calmed down, I went back and talked to the staff about it (Karen, I know, I don’t care at this point).
The manager apologized to me, gave the cook a talking to and got me 2 new cheeseburgers. I even checked one of them to make sure there wasn’t any onions, lettuce, ect. And it didn’t, great! I go home and I open one of the cheeseburgers.
Out of habit I check it (thank god) and what do you know? Onions. Meltdown #2
Now for me specifically, this isn’t really much of an issue, at least for someone else seeing this. But imagine for a second, what if I had an allergy to onions? And because the other cheeseburger was safe and I knew that, I didn’t check the other one, and I ate it. I would either be dead, have huge medical debt from having to be rushed to the hospital, or would’ve had to use an epi-pen, which are expensive as fuck.
Obviously that’s not what happened, but the fact that it could have it horrific.
When I went back after calming down for the second time to tell them, even saying that I didn’t want another one or a refund, just for them to know they messed up, the manager said that she told me to check it and that it was my fault for not checking both, and pointed towards the back saying she’s not the one who made it.
Also during all of this I saw 3 other customers come to complain about their orders being messed up, so it wasn’t even me. No one was happy here today.
What the fuck.
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peapod20001 · 8 months
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If u thought I died you thought incorrectly <3
Still kickin and scuttling. Like a roach
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ghostfoolish · 11 months
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xxx
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shatterthefragments · 2 months
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Fuck. The biggest highs always have the hardest comedowns. This isn’t fucking worth it. Except it is. It has to be.
#the fucking socks on the table that broke the camels back#but honestly I don’t really have time to have another dish that broke the camel’s back crisis#vent#I’m standing outside trying to determine if I’m going to cry or not.a#and shit I already gave dad the money I want to exchange for a $50#so I’ll have to talk to him again#and it’s cold outside.#and I am. not dressed for it. but at least I have a hoodie or I wouldn’t be able to stand it at all#and then I’ll try to forget and move on#it’s my one fucking day off#and let’s be honest. I planned to masturbate the entire fucking day. and I didn’t. and I still did some stuff. and I get it the table is a m#a mess#but there are worse things in the world than a sock on the table#unless we’re all autistic and our rules just all conflict in the worst fucking ways bc that is a possibility (except I think he’s NT)#bc I melt down and shut down over stuff being where it shouldn’t too (prefaced by I don’t think I’m autistic. I just have sensory issues and#scored an average of 161 in the raadsr#but like. it makes sense for our family to have it.#I’m just. fucking upset now#and my sister (who tbh had Meltdowns before masking it really well) helps me when I shut down. but fuck#none of this is good none of this could’ve been as bad as it is if somebody went and got a diagnosis and we could’ve had support#except this fucking ableist society we live in sucks and just#and anxious and wanted to kill myself so badly what good would a diagnosis be if I wasn’t around#…I should go back inside and eat dinner#but still#a few socks on the table where we don’t even eat off of that part#yells my name ‘what now?’ the socks on the table. I just. walked out of the house. and honestly good for me.#bury me back to what we came from where I belong where we came from we belong we belong#if the back tire of the bike was inflated I’d probably be going for an ill advised ride rn tbh#but alas
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