happy autism awareness day to all the girls who had “ friends” growing up who were actually bullying them . to the girls who always sat alone in the grass and wondered why nobody wanted to talk . to the girls who spoke to animals like they were listening . to the girls who created a little world in their room . to the girls who always felt ashamed for how deeply they love things and how passionately they enjoyed media . to the girls who covered their ears when they were overwhelmed by everything . to the girls who carrying a special thing around to feel safe . to the girls who never understood what they did wrong to feel so lonely . to the girls who were diagnosed later in life because they weren’t little boys who liked trains. you are so special and beautiful and you’re not worse for it, you love deeply and that is so wonderful please never try to push that down . I LOVE YOU !!!!!

1,855 Days

Of course, now it’s time to write for everyone’s favorite stressy-depressy emo boy.

Reader insert is afab, and referred to as such.

Content warning: violence, sex between characters, use of Y/N, reader insert is very self deprecating and has low self esteem, mentions of a near death experience, both characters are passengers on the hot mess express and it's gonna show. All characters are 18+ in this fic.

Disclaimer: I am still relatively new to smut writing. I'm going to apologize in advance if it's not any good.

I'm sorry.

WC: 10.6 K

MINORS DO NOT INERACT!

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The first thing that you registered as you came to was the smell of cigarette smoke.

"Aw, is the princess finally waking up?"

The sound of a slap followed. "Don't be mean, Satoru."

What the hell were Shoko and Satoru doing in your room?

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people who don’t wear glasses will never understand the absolute humiliation of dropping your glasses under your bed or in a dark area and feeling around on all fours muttering “my glasses…. where are my glasses” like fucking Velma Dinkley and thinking to yourself BOY WOULD THIS BE A LOT EASIER IF I COUKD FUCKING SEE

god I love being a lil fuckin weirdo in the comfort of my own house

Ppl will be like “end the stigma around mental illness uwu” but still judge you if you’re unemployed or single or not completely self-sufficient or healthy or perfectly groomed or still live with parents and don’t see the hypocrisy in that whatsoever