On set
This is my Spectrum is a zine by autistic people. I’m preparing for the first issue and we’re looking for anything you want to contribute. And we do mean ANYTHING! Social media posts of any kind, writing, art, an opinion/story you want to share, a picture of a booger on a tissue that you sent in just because… Anything goes. As long as it’s by you and you’re autistic, it counts. Message the editor here, or email content to thisismyspectrumzine@gmail.com
The deadline for the first edition is August 5th, 2018. The zine will be published on Tumblr and you will be credited unless you don’t want to be. Even if you don’t submit, please like and reblog for the signal boost.
Agreed!
Seriously. I’m reading this multi-chapter fic, and it’s seem horrible that all I can do is kudos once and then comment a few times. I mean, I could comment on every single chapter, but that seems painful for both me and the writer because what would I say? “Hey, just wanted to let you know that I’m still reading?” Twenty-one times?
Multi-Kudos and an “I am Rereading this fic again” button. Those are two things I want from AO3 for Christmas. :)
It’s very late and that underappreciated moment in asip when John comments on all the rubbish in the flat and Sherlock starts throwing stuff in boxes in an alarmed fashion like ‘Don’t go I can clean the thing I can clean 3 thing’ is corroding me
No, indeed.
the most telling thing about the political climate this year is that usually my dash is filled with 4th of July posts by now but there’s been absolutely nothing… like nobody can even find the strength to post ironic eagle memes are you guys alright over there
I don’t ship killervibe, but this is still cute as hell.
Look, it’s not a prompt! But it is so fluffy your teeth will fall right out. HAVE FUN WITH THAT. The source of the title will become clear as you read because let it not be said I ever failed to ride a thematic horse right into the ground.
Also, I got inspired for this because of the tags on this post. http://pennflinn.tumblr.com/post/165213001293/kenzyshipseverything-nicckpetricca-this What I’m saying is blame @pennflinn basically.
Caitlin was not a morning person.
Of all people, Cisco Ramon knew this.
So why was he jumping up and down on her hotel bed singing Bruno Mars at six o'clock in the morning?
“Cisco,” she growled, grabbing the edge of the mattress before a particularly enthusiastic bounce could fling her right onto the floor. “Honey. I love you, but why are you jumping up and down on my hotel bed singing Bruno Mars at six o'clock in the morning?”
At the height of his bounce, he folded his legs mid-air and dropped onto the mattress. “You told me to,” he said breathlessly.
“I did not,” she said, faceplanting back into her pillow.
“Well, you told me to make sure you were awake early,” he said. “The rest I … extrapolated.”
She scowled. “Six in the morning?”
“Something about a salon appointment.” He leaned over, planting a kiss on her shoulder. “You wanted to look extra specially gorgeous today, if that’s even possible, and you know why?”
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Unapologetic intersectional Feminist. ADHD. Autistic. Witch. Curious, well-intentioned scatterbrain with an insatiable learning habit. Hopeless Romantic.Overachiever.Fanfic enthusiast.Johnlock trash.Multi-fandom girl.
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