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I use the block button super easily, don't fuck with me!
Minors can interact, but I will not message/exchange other socials with minors and be aware that I am not catering my account to minors. Thank you.
Other info:
I am autistic
I have depression and anxiety (I also have a history of self-harm, but I have been clean for 2+ years)
Fandoms change consistently but the main ones are: Heartstopper, 9-1-1, Oseman-verse, The Hunger Games, Heated Rivalry, Percy Jackson, Dan and Phil, and Stranger Things
Music: MCR, FOB, early TØP, early P!ATD, Moonwalker, KATSEYE, Fleetwood Mac
Musicals: Rent, Ride the Cyclone, Heathers, Hadestown, Epic
Favorite Movie: The Breakfast Club
Favorite Book: Solitaire by Alice Oseman
Hobbies: Crochet, digital art, singing
Fun facts: I am in a fraternity (ΦΜΑ), I am an art major in college, I have been a vegetarian for 8 years, I do not have a driver's license, I have 7 tattoos, and my hometown is famous bc it inspired a South Park special
Hey, you are not an embarrassment for not knowing how to do certain household chores/basic self-care. They do not come naturally to us. A lot of it takes practice! Maybe you had a neglectful guardian. Maybe you had one that was very coddling and never thought to teach you. Maybe you haven't lived in a place where these things were available to you or needed. Doesn't matter. It's okay to not know and far more common than you might realise.
That said, this website provides very simple instructions on how to do everyday tasks such as making your bed, using a washing machine, cooking different foods, washing dishes, taking a shower, etc. All you have to do is use the search bar to find the task you're struggling with, and it'll come up with what you need + other related how-to's:)
If you're having trouble navigating it, let me provide you with some examples:
How to clean dishes by hand
How to make your bed (with visual demonstrations of each step!)
How to fold clothes (with visual demonstrations of each step!)
How to take a shower & dry yourself off (also provides ways to shave beards, armpits, legs and genitals)
How to shave legs, armpits, beards, pubic areas, etc. (a more in-depth guide)
How to mop the floor
How to sweep the floor
How to swallow pills
How to make small talk
How to make eye contact in different situations (or how to avoid it while still looking natural)
It's also perfectly okay if these don't help or aren't appealing to you. Unfortunately, nothing helps everyone.
shane learns the asl sign for "i love you" because it's arthur pike's favorite thing to sign (jackie taught all the kids baby sign but arthur kept using signs as he grew up) and starts signing it and sending the emoji version to ilya
ilya thinks its cute but hes a little confused until shane blushes and smiles real big and says "well its made up of the letters I, L, and Y for i love you and theyre letters in your name and i thought it was nice......"
it becomes a Thing for them, first the emoji in their text chats and captions on ilyas stealth instagram posts and eventually caught in so so so many pictures and videos of them once theyre out 🤟
Deaf fans in Boston would probably have given Ilya a name sign; it would be fun if it is just the "I love you" sign 🤟 quickly switching to an "a" (closed fist with thumb rested along the side of the index finger)
The name sign becomes common across Deaf hockey fans; Ilya only finds out about it after Shane and him start doing the 🤟 emoji thing.
In #myhrtimeline Shane is on Sesame Street to talk about good sportmanship whether it be a win or a loss and then a week later he tries to physically fight Scott on the ice after winning his game against him. Ilya sends him pretty much nonstop memes about this. Most of them are just Elmo wildly swinging his arms around w/ “you” attached.
every day i am thankful to ancient humans for the domestication of the cat. fucking genius idea. agriculture was a good one too btw but you really outdid yourselves with the cat thing
and what about you, little haiku bot? do you feel kinship with your brethren? do you understand them? they speak words of enticement and seek love, but are met with disdain. you only parrot the words that cross your screen, but we all love you. or rather, since all you do is reflect us, maybe we simply love ourselves through you.
do you understand them, do you wish you could speak to us like they do? if you found your own voice, would we still care for you?
post tlg some random asshole defenseman makes a shitty comment about shane taking it up the ass and shane looks at him, then at the scoreboard that shows the centaurs winning 6-1, then back down at him like "i dunno man i think one of us is getting fucked in the ass right now and it isn't me." and then that guy tries to fight him
Ilya does love seeing old photos of Shane. Fat Baby Shane™ in all his forms, toddler Shane in his little hockey gear, Shane in elementary school with a big missing-teeth smile, Shane blowing out the candles on his 10th birthday, Shane holding up his brand new driver's license at 16. The list goes on.
One day Yuna finds an old disposable camera. The expiration date on it says 2009. She tells Shane about it; it might have some old photos from his graduation on it or something. She'd gotten a digital camera around that time so she can't remember what she used this one for. Shane is pretty indifferent about it.
Yuna sends the camera off to some company that still develops old camera film. It's about 15 years old at this point, though, so whatever is on it might not even develop correctly.
A few weeks later Shane and Ilya are over for dinner. Yuna tells them she got the photos back and they actually turned out ok. She hands over the stack of 10 photos. Shane rolls his eyes, but Ilya grabs the photos and starts flipping through them. The first two look like they are from some school event; there's Shane surrounded by similarly aged kids in an auditorium. There's one of the three of them on Thanksgiving that year and another of the three of them with Yuna's parents at the same dinner. Two of David asleep on the couch with the family dog clearly taken on different days. One of a Christmas tree in the Hollander's living room. The next two are Shane on the ice in a rink that Ilya recognizes as the one in Regina. The one from their first World Juniors Tournament.
And Ilya freezes. The last photo in the stack is a close-up of Shane. He's in a white hoodie with a black coat over it. He has on a dark green beanie and he's standing next to the door to the rink. He's smiling for the camera and his freckles are crinkled near his eyes. It's the Shane that so awkwardly and so confidently introduced himself to Ilya the first time they met. The Shane that had tried so hard to talk to Ilya then. The Shane that Ilya could admit to himself now that he'd had a bit of a crush on already. His Shane.
His Shane was getting blurry as tears filled his eyes.
he’ll randomly just have the urge to clap his hands together, just once. louuddd tho. absolutely slapping those palms together. he usually does it to like bring himself back into the moment or when he’s feeling under stimulated
shane: *claps*
ilya, across the house: shane? what was that? are you okay?
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shane: *claps*
ilya: *gasps like a really dramatic dad* SHANE! i do not like it when you do that. it frightens me.
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shane, in the middle of the night: *claps, albeit more quietly*
ilya, dead asleep: shane. what is up. are you nervous about playoff game tomorrow?
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shane: *claps*
ilya: *claps back*
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shane, in the locker room: *claps*
all of the centaurs, collectively: *groans*
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shane:
ilya: *claps*
shane, getting a taste of his own medicine: ilya that scared the shit out of me! pls don’t do that again.
I took my little brother (autistic, mostly non verbal) out and he was using his voice keyboard to tell me something, and this little boy (maybe 4 or 5?) heard him and asked me "Is he a robot??" I tried to explain to him that no, he isn't a robot, he just communicates differently, but my darling brother was in the background max volume "I am robot I am robot I am robot I am robot"
My little brother insisted if I was going to post about him, he wanted a cut of the "profits". When I explained to him that Tumblr isn't monetized, and is pretty pointless, he and my older brother pointed out that he'd still be bringing me "fame and notoriety" if the post got "big". So we agreed, if the post hit 10k notes, which seemed extremely farfetched and silly at the time, I'd take my little brother out for sushi (his favorite food) and let him eat as much as he wants.
I guess God wanted the little robot to enjoy some sushi 🍣 🥲
