Got A Bit Caught Up In The Moment With All The "fuck Simon" Posts Yesterday After The Episodes Dropped.

Have you ever drawn turtles?

I know Om is technically (in the form of) a tortoise but close enough

I really dig these character designs.

yknow if romeo had just Cried on juliets corpse for a couple hours instead of drinking poison Right Then they would have been Fine

Gonna go with what a lot of others have said and say stimming. Flapping my arms, chewing on stuff, etc. Never got how people could be so composed all the time. Oh an also being awkward at comforting people without having to compare their situation with some personal experience.

To other autistic people, what’s one thing you often did that you didn’t realise was an autism trait?

I made a Disaster Bi pride flag.

Oh God it's on repeat.

Midsommar in Sweden. Neighbours are blasting Caramelldansen.

the boy

Who are you? said Om. The small god stirred. There was a city once, said the small god. Not just a city. An empire of cities. I, I, I remember there were canals, and gardens. There was a lake. They had floating gardens on the lake, I recall. I, I. And there were temples. Such temples as you may dream of. Great pyramid temples that reached to the sky. Thousands were sacrificed. To the greater glory. Om felt sick. This wasn’t just a small god. This was a small god who hadn’t always been small… Who were you? And there were temples. I, I, me. Such temples as you may dream of. Great pyramid temples that reached to the sky. The glory of. Thousands were sacrificed. Me. To the greater glory. And there were temples. Me, me, me. Greater glory. Such glory temples as you may dream of. Great pyramid dream temples that reached to the sky. Me, me. Sacrificed. Dream. Thousands were sacrificed. To me the greater sky glory. You were their God? Om managed. Thousands were sacrificed. To the greater glory. Can you hear me? Thousands sacrificed greater glory. Me, me, me. What was your name? shouted Om. Name? A hot wind blew over the desert, shifting a few grains of sand. The echo of a lost god blew away, tumbling over and over, until it vanished among the rocks. Who were you? There was no answer.

- Small Gods