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Seems as though I will be dropping Simon too
"Friends are overrated too." The male grumbled something about it being easier not to have to rely on other people, but it was more a sentiment that was directed at himself than to the other. He hasn’t had many bad friendships, and in fact he’s close with a select few people, but he still prefers his own company a lot of the time. "93.7 eh?" Alex mused, raising an eyebrow and nodding slowly, trying not to comment on how incredibly precise that figure was. "I ‘appen to think you’re not so bad, y’know. So your brother must be pretty damn special." A hum as the other mentioned his brother’s girlfriend. "Girls are… overrated." He laughed as he struggled to think of a better word to use in that situation. "I’m sure your brother will find someone who understands. Or maybe she’ll miss him and come back. That’s what I’m hoping for with my girlfriend."
Simon isn't sure what to say in return to the male's statement. He supposes they might be, but he doesn't have the experience to say whether or not they really are. He likes his friend, Jennifer, enough. She gets him more than Sam does sometimes, but the rest of the people he knows are more like acquaintances even though they probably consider him otherwise.
"Yes. I made sure it was right." Simon says, "You'll think that until you actually have to deal with me. He is very special though. So is my only friend. Her name is Jennifer. He's order and she's chaos. They balance each other." He'll scrunch his nose then, "You find a lot of things overrated." He'll shake his head then, "Frida isn't coming back ever. It's why I found Jennifer. Maybe You'll find someone else."
Alex was always one for saying one thing and meaning another. That was what had gotten him into trouble with his girlfriend in the first place and ultimately was why he was alone now. But he wasn’t lying to the other male, for some reason he found himself growing fond of him as they chatted. They were both strangers to the regular world around them, albeit for entirely different reasons, but Alex felt like the other male understood. Maybe not in a way that meant he could offer any advice, but in a way that meant the two of them had some form of similarity. “Normal’s overrated, kid.” He smiled, feeling somewhat protective over the lad he had just met and not liking the idea that people were mistreating him for something he couldn’t help. “It’s good you’ve got your brother though, yeah? I don’t have any brothers. Or sisters, for that matter. It’s just me, and that can get really lonely sometimes.”
"If I were normal I'd probably have friends but I don't have friends really. Feelings create problems." He pauses as he tries to think of something relevant to say, "You'd like Sam. He's 93.7 times better than me. His girlfriend left him too, but that's because She didn't want to live with me. I need Sam like Sam needed her, so I tried, but she still left. I was pretty sad about it, I guess."
He's trying to relate with the other, because he seems nice -- like order and not chaos, but he might be wrong.
Another sigh slips past the young man’s lips as it all falls into place. He’d once gone to school with a boy who’s sister had Asperger’s, but he’d never had to deal with it directly himself. He wasn’t a sufferer, and he was an only child so he had no siblings who were sufferers. Really, Alex had led quite a sheltered life before the band had started, and so he always had a hard time imagining what it was like to have to deal with something like that. “No, no I’m not angry with you.” He offered the other man a small smile. “I’m upset about other things. It’s not your fault.” He shook his head slowly. “People get angry at you for having Asperger’s? That’s a bit fuckin’ mean in’t it?”
Simon nods in response to the other saying he wasn't angry at him. It was always best to ask when he wasn't sure though most times he didn't trust people. They'd say one thing and mean another.
"Not for having it, but the way it makes me act. I'm not normal. I can't relate to people at least not in a normal way. My brother, Sam, explains things to me so I can understand."
There was a roll of the eyes as Alex sighed once again, something muttered about the other gentleman being a fucking idiot. He isn’t often cruel, but he certainly wasn’t in the mood in that moment to have to explain himself. He was heartbroken, and alone, but he suspected the other male didn’t quite get that. Whether he was just unaware or had a screw loose Alex couldn’t quite tell at this stage, but the fact of the matter was he didn’t seem to understand. And that agitated the musician more than he would have liked. “Cus I hurt her. Not physically, I’d never do that but like, emotionally. Psychologically.” He looked at the other male with another confused head tilted glance. “There’s more to bein’ a bad person than murder, y’know that yeah?”
"Are you angry?" Simon asks because he's not sure if he is reading the other's emotions correctly, "Are you angry with me? I have Asperger's" He'll gesture towards the button on his jacket then that clearly reads 'Don't Touch me. I'm Asperger's', "Most people get angry at me for it."
Okay I need to do things on other accounts. I don't want to but eh.
What did Tinker Bell get herself into? The fairy tilted her head to the side and watched as the male began to raise his voice at her. Such a temper, a temper that might have been caused by an unloved heart.
”Almost, but I didn’t. Just calm down.”
Simon was easily upset, yet, but that mostly had to do with his condition. He'd grow frustrated because the only people who seemed to understand him were his brother, Sam, and his only friend, Jennifer.
"Where's Sam?" Simon suddenly realizes that his brother isn't around and maybe perhaps he is lost. He doesn't like change so he certainly doesn't like getting lost.
A pause as the musician starts to respond but then stops himself. What kind of a dumb fucking question was that? Did he look like the sort to kill someone? Who even was this kid and why on Earth was Alex wasting his time with him? A resounding sigh slipped his lips as he decided it best to just answer his question and be done with it. “No.” Was all he offered in the way of a vocal response, although the look of confusion on his face entirely juxtaposed the clarity with which he spoke.
He's used to getting that dumb look from people who don't know him and those who don't know of his condition. On first glance, he guesses he looks rather normal, but his interactions with other's prove that wrong. Very wrong.
"Then why do you think you're a bad person?" He doesn't understand.
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"You don’t need to be rude. Are you sure you’re not a lost boy because you certainly act like them. I was just merely wondering if you needed my help. “
"I'm not lost!" Of course he'll take the term literally rather than what it is. He has no idea what she is talking about.
"But you almost touched me! I don't like to be touched!"
"I just don’t understand why she had t’leave." The male frowned at the floor, not really bothering to comprehend the fact he was rambling to some stranger about his love life. He wiped his eyes on his sleeve, sniffing as he cleared his throat. "D’you think I’m a bad person?"
It's bad enough that he's as close as he is to the stranger, the possibility of getting touched -- even on accident -- lingering in his mind. He was not a good person to ask for advice. He knew nothing really about love or how it worked. Human emotions were confusing while circles were continuous. It was why he preferred them to people.
"Well, did you kill somebody?" It would seem that a weird thing to ask someone, but he's only trying to correctly answer the boy's question.
"Are you —— threatening me?”
"No. I am just telling you that I don't like to be touched and I'll push you if you do. I have Asperger's."
I think he’s very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on. Maybe lonelier than he even realizes.
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