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the tragedy of regulus arcturus and the comedy of sirius orion

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The way most autism literature describes "literal interpretation" is often not at all similar to how I experience it. Teenage me even thought I couldn't be autistic because I've always been able to learn metaphors easily.

In fact, I love wordplay of all kinds. Teenage me was fascinated to learn all the types of figurative language there are in poetry and literature.

But paperwork and questionnaires are hard, because there's so much they don't state clearly. Or they don't leave room for enough nuance.

"List all the jobs you've had, with start and end dates." What if I don't remember the exact day or month? Is the year enough?

"Have you been suffering from blurred vision?" Well, if I take off my glasses the whole world is blurred, but I'm fairly sure that's not what the intake form at the optometrist is asking.

Or the infamous (and infuriatingly stereotypical) "Would you rather go to a library or a party?" What sort of party? Where? Who's there? I work at a library. Am I currently at the library for work or pleasure? Does it have a good collection?

It's not common figures of speech that confound me. It's ambiguity, in situations that aren't supposed to be ambiguous.

Yeah you could say I’m doing numbers on tumblr. And that numbers? One

ghost regulus haunting grimmauld place and watching as sirius moves in after his parents death, bringing remus and james and peter with him, filling the once dark space with light and band posters and music

clairvoyant james (who doesn't know he can see ghosts others can't) startled by a beautiful pale boy watching his brother wistfully as he dances freely, taking down the tapestries and pictures of their parents

ghost regulus making direct eye contact with james, his grey cheeks darkening as he retreats through a wall, hiding in the attic until he knows that james has gone, knowing that someone knows he's here, that he exists

Actually obsessed with the idea of helping Simon take thrist traps of himself and cam videos.

He's hot, he's so damn hot and it should be evident enough from his audios going viral, his soft grunts and groans when he's deep in your cunt, all those filthy whispers meant for you making horny viewers out there touching their dripping holes and fisting their cock, but you knew how to spice it up even more, taking those black images with 'backshots with Mrs. Riley audio' and 'eating out Mrs. Riley' even further.

While you would love to put camera on his flushed out face, grunting as you moved your hips over his hard dick, throbbing and twitching inside your warm folds—fucking yourself in best illusion but infact it was Simon's grip on your waist doing most of the work, pumping you over his cock, milking dry— still a mask for him because Simon was yours, and the world wasn't good enough to see what you just could.

Setting the camera in front of him, his legs spread apart and unbuttoned shirt with his full abs and every hard muscle on display. His face hidden behind the mask but the lust, crave in his eyes as you moved around in lingerie was very much visible.

You start the live cam, crawling on your knees with the back of your head to camera, settling between his legs and hearing his breath getting heavy, ragged, and absolute catastrophe. Then with teeth opening that zipper, and Simon moans, his throat exposing with red lipstick perfect within every inch — they're about to hear real noises very soon.

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The Story of Ghost and Mouse

My baby's all grown up <3

Series is in progress! Requests and asks are open!

Street Mouse Stowaway Watch Your Step Trinkets and Doo-Dads Sick Days Bumps and Bruises Mouse Trap Sleepless Nights Under The Stars Home Clumsy Corporals Rat in the Mouse Cage The Aftermath Escape Plans The Apology Song Home is Where the Mouse is