I Want A Love Triangle But The Main Character Is A Trans Guy In A Fantasy World (or Just Medieval) And

So I have a but of a theory Im working on but I need some data so:

*ADHD and Autism are separated out from other neurodivergences for theory reasons. If you have one of those, pick the relevant option for those not the non-ADHD/Autism ones, and vice versa

Also, if you consider yourself something else like an ambivert, just pick the closest/more common option

As always reblog for more data points

I've just done the most confusing thing I've ever done.

I just,

got home and aired out blankets, thinking, I deserve this. hey I feel gross, and I know I had a shower yesterday but I think'll have another today, and I fucking did. Not for 27 minutes, 6 minute shower, wow! I want to do laundry, I'll do my laundry. I think I should change my bed sheets, that way everything will be nice tonight. wow, I'm on a roll! might as well do dishes too, I don't even have anything I'm avoiding. Hey I think I've done most everything I needed to, I don't have homework, I don't have a task or project I'm avoiding. That's great! I think I'll drink a healthy vitamin drink, they taste like oranges, maybe I'll even have a muffin. Im so proud of myself, look at you go little man!

I love how 3 dimensional people can be!

Theres this guys I know who is a complete horror nerd, and loves The Walking Dead. Recently, found out that he collects and reads the babysitter's club.

And I just think thats wonderful

I found the Baron.

While at an airshow (the most fun and autistic event I've ever been to) I stumbled upon a bear dressed in pilots clothes, specifically a bomber jacket, goggles and scarf. Like the outfits of WW1 era pilots. After some timeline checking I present to you the story of the Baron and Baroness.

The baroness has been a suffragette for many years now, while it has been hard work she feels they are close. The Baron fears he might have to take up arms in the great war, while out one day he watches the suffragettes protests. One woman full of determination catches his eye, he admires her courage and spirit, wishing he too could be like that. But as she walks past him, he just watches. The Baron believes he will never see this powerful lady again. As chance would have it they meet once more, a smitten Baron tries his best to woo the Baroness. While his natural wit fails him, his charming attitude and sincerity has the baroness fall in love with him all the same. The war looming it the background of their happy ending. the Baron deems it his responsibility to fight for Britain. Tearful goodbye are shared; the Baron reassures his beloved that, if it weren't for her, he would not have the bravery to fight at all. Before he flies off in to battle the baroness give him a locket with a picture of her. "Keep it close," she says, "it will keep you safe." The baron places it in the pocket closest to his heart. "I win the war for Britain, you win the war for women." They part, and the story ends. We are left wondering; will the allies win the great war? Will the suffragettes procure their rights? And what you are wondering, will they ever see eachother again?

I saw a doll at the thrift store the other day, it was a light brown bear dressed in fancy dress, it was a beautiful maroon with lace. She had a hat on as well. A lovely sufferagette, standing alone atop a dusty wooden shelf. She reminded me of the baroness. Noble, breath taking, yet alone.

Whenever I'm bored or wanting to draw but have to ideas I like to do what I call hil-ighter drawings, which is exactly how it sounds.

Drawings which are done in hi-lighter then traced over with a black pen. You don't have to trace all of them, or any of them, it's nothing specific just draw what ever. Practice things, draw with your non-dominant hand, draw dicks, draw ducks. Do whatever, just have fun! :)

Normalise hand written letters again

I don't have a time machine but there are some kids who I walk with (we walk along the same path when going home) and I make sure they know I'm listening. There's one who's voice echos off buildings, and she's reminds me of myself a lot. I hope no one destroys that spirit of hers, you do your best kid.

christ sometimes I just wanna. steal a time machine & go back & sit down next to my 9-year-old self and just like. let them pull out their pokemon card binder & gush about their holographic gyarados or whatever. I'd just smile & ask questions about motherfukcing bulbasaur & tell my kid self that I thought they were a neat person, & someday they'd find other people who thought so too.

like i'm a grown adult who honestly finds most kids stuff boring, but. damn if i could go back & hang out with my baby self & listen to them ramble...just so they knew someone was listening. i would in a heartbeat. thinking about u kid

Me getting really emotional whenever someone correctly genders me is one of the most pitiful things that I've ever seen. Me getting all happy and excited/really sappy is really sad because I'm like a beggar on the street looking for some spare gender euphoria when someone calls me anything I can associate to masculinity in the slightest.

Episode 3: Smoothie