Whatisnureotypical - Screaming Rn Dont Mind Me

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imagine being nurodivergent (/j)

imagine being able to fuction/j

If I had a nickel for every time a gojo look alike appeared in a game I play, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird it's happened twice.

OMG SCOO YOU LOOK SO PRETTY (i'm dressed lowkey like a hobo todaY)

Fuck it

Outfit for today

TYDEN MY BELOVED BRO THIS SHIP IS LEGIT MY LIFELINE MADE JUST FOR ME IN A LAB ISTG THIS SO GOOD OMG I LOVE IT SO MUCH I WANT TO EAT THIS FIC

Tyden Oneshot - Why’d You Only Call Me When Your High?

T/W for mentions of pill abuse

Tyler likes Aiden. He really does. It kind of sucked just how much he likes him, really. With his loud personality, gross habits, greasy hair. Tyler really shouldn’t like the guy, let alone date him. Yet he was. He was kind of annoying, to be completely honest.

And yet, he was so soft when he wanted to be. Cuddly, almost. Was he literally soft? Hell no, the guy’s skin is dry as hell. But is he warm and huggable? Ridiculously so. 

Tyler always falls asleep when leaning onto him. Which is just totally humiliating, because Tyler doesn’t like falling asleep so close to someone. Yet, despite that, Aiden somehow has this.. Thing about him that just made Tyler feel so at peace. Which is so damn weird, because the guy is literally the creepiest motherfucker ever.

But as he was waking up from a nap, his eyes twitching open and he was groaning quietly, he couldn’t deny it was one of the best naps he’s had in a while.

“Awake, nitwit?” Aiden says teasingly, ruffling Tyler’s hair.

Tyler batted his hand away, rolling his eyes. “Shut up..” he grumbles groggily.

Aiden was leaning against the headboard of the bed, looking at his phone. Tyler squinted his eyes to look through the closed curtains and barely saw any sunlight.

“What time is it?” he asks.

“8:00.”

“8:00!? Shoot, Taylor must be worried about me!” Tyler yells, almost falling out of the bed.

“I already told her where you were, calm down,” Aiden says, grabbing the back of his shirt, catching him and pulling him back up.

“Oh.. okay..” he says, calming down a bit. He rubs his eyes now and then looks to the blonde boy. “Did you nap too?”

Aiden snorts. “You know I didn’t.”

Tyler is a bit annoyed by this. If he was vulnerable enough to fall asleep next to Aiden of all people, Aiden had to be as well. It was only fair.

“Why not?”

Aiden shrugs. “I took my Adderall pretty late today, so it’s still in my system.”

Tyler’s brow furrowed at this. “How late?”

“Like… 5:00?”

This was concerning. “What!? Aiden! You’re not going to sleep at all tonight!”

“I will when we get to the phantom world!”

Tyler grabs his shoulders. “You know that doesn’t count!’

Aiden shrugs. “I mean, it doesn’t matter tooooo much.”

Tyler squeezes his shoulders now, getting even more concerned. He remembered how his mom would occasionally misuse her own medications when she was deep in her depression. He knew that was nothing like what Aiden was doing, but damnit, it reminded him way too much of it.

“You have to be.. More responsible… With your medication, Aiden..” he says quietly.

Aiden stares at Tyler for a moment before shrugging, Tyler’s hands sliding off of his shoulders. “I’ll be fine.”

Tyler hated that response. ‘I’ll be fine.’ What fucking bullshit. Ya, sure, don’t tell your boyfriend about your problems, that’s totally fine. 

Tyler swung his legs off of the bed. “Whatever. I need to head home.”

Aiden seemed to not expect this. “You’re not going to spend the night?”

“I need to get home for my mom and sister,” he says dismissively. And also I’m too pissed to be around you right now.. he thought.

Aiden watches as the brunette grabs his jacket off of the desk, not very happy about watching him leave. Aiden hates it when Tyler leaves. Especially when he has that look in his face. It makes him scared he’s not going to come back.

Aiden reaches out and grabs his hand quickly before he leaves. Tyler turns to look at him.

The two don’t say anything for a moment, but want the other to say what their problem is first.

But, in the end, all that’s said is from Tyler. “You need to clean your damn room, by the way,” he grumbles before leaving.

Aiden stares at the closed door for a moment. He tilts his head back. He kind of wishes he could sleep. That used to be what he would do to escape his problems, back when he was all alone. But now he wasn’t alone. Not really. He has friends and even a boyfriend. So he shouldn’t want to sleep. That’s just admitting defeat and going back to the person he used to be. And he refuses to do anything like that. Ever.

So, instead, he just pulls out his laptop and watches a 3 hour long iceberg video about some fandom that he’s not even in.

Tyler gets on his bike and rides through the cool night, the air barely touching him because he’s red hot from rage right now. He hates how Aiden doesn’t tell him shit. He is the dumbass’s fucking boyfriend. Well.. ok, the two never officially stated that, but the two cuddle on the time and occasionally kiss the other’s cheek. So, that’s basically making it official.

When he arrived home, he closed the door with a gentle click, doing everything in his power to not stomp as to not wake his mom or sister up. He enters the living room and sees a huddled mass covered in blankets lying on the couch. He approaches the lump and kneels down in front of it, seeing his mother. She has a tendency to occasionally sleep with her eyes opened, and tonight was one of those nights. He shudders a little and tucks the blankets in around her tighter and checks around the house, just to make sure there weren’t any pills she may have gotten into. Ya, his mom has been clean for almost a year now, but the anxiety never leaves him. 

When he confirms to himself that there isn’t any sort of drug his mom could’ve gotten into, he heads to his and Taylor’s room. He’s a little confused when he sees the door is opened. Taylor never sleeps with the door open. As he enters, he realizes no one is there.

He’s panicking now and whips out his phone, typing fast.

-Tyler: Taylor, where are you? 

-Tyler: Taylor!?

-Tyler: What the fuck

-Tyler: Taylor, please, where are you?

-Taylor: Geez, Ty, calm down!

-Tyler: Where are you!?

-Taylor: I’m spending the night at Ashlyn’s.

-Tyler: What!? Why??

-Taylor: Because I thought you were spending the night with Aiden.

-Tyler: And if I was, you can’t leave mom alone!

-Taylor: Ty, mom has been clean for a whole year now. She hates how much you infantilize her. 

Tyler is angry now. Him? Infantilize? He doesn’t do that! He just cares! And he’s responsible! He thought Taylor of all people would understand that. He slams his phone onto the nightstand and sits on the bottom bunk of his bed.

Why is no one taking pills seriously? Aiden and now Taylor. Is he the only one who cares? About safety? About health!?

He buries his face into his hands. And lays down, staring at the top bunk.

He doesn’t want to go to the phantom world. He just wants to be alone for a while and not deal with anybody. And he sure as hell doesn’t want to see Aiden right now, or even Taylor. 

He scoffs a little. He does not infantilize his mom. He just has to take care of her. She can’t do anything without him.. It’s just his job. And that’s what he’s supposed to do for Aiden, too. But it would be easier if Aiden just.. Talked to him. Whatever. Until Aiden actually starts being responsible, he’s going to ignore him.. Ya.

But, eventually, the clock strikes and he finds his eyes closing against his will.

The first thing he’s met with is Aiden staring at him, their noses pressed together. This definitely caught Tyler off guard, who promptly shoves Aiden off of him. “Idiot. What were you doing?”

“Owch! I just wanted to greet youuuu!”

“Awful greeting,” he says, standing up. 

Aiden pouts a little and stands up as well. He reaches out and interlocks their pinkies. Tyler pauses for a moment before pulling away. Until Aiden starts talking about his feelings, Tyler won’t talk about his own. It was only fair, really.

Aiden was hurt by Tyler pulling away, but he hides it, laughing as he forces himself to jokingly say, “A little sour, aren’t we?”

Tyler rolls his eyes, ignoring him. This only upsets Aiden even more.

The two meet everyone outside.

“So, what’s on the agenda today?” Aiden asks, clapping his hands together.

“Honestly?” Ashlyn says, looking up, rubbing her eyes, exhausted. “Nothing. I’m too damn tired for this.”

“Ohhhh! Free day!” Aiden exclaims, throwing his arms into the air.

Tyler was not so excited. He was really hoping having some sort of chore would give him an excuse to avoid Aiden.

Aiden tugs at Tyler’s arm. “Wanna play some games?”

Tyler doesn’t respond for a moment before grumbling, “Not really..” He pulls his arm away and walks back to the bus.

Aiden watches him leave and he feels his blood run cold. Tyler is just avoiding him. Why was he avoiding him? Is he leaving him? Does he not like him anymore? What is he doing wrong? What can he do better? How can he make him stay?

Taylor huffs, now standing next to Aiden. “Don’t worry ‘bout Tyler, Aiden. He’s in a grumpy mood because of me.”

Aiden blinks, surprised. “..You?”

“Ya. I called him out on his behavior and I think it got to him. Just give him a break and let him brood.”

Aiden kicks at the dirt, watching it stir in the air. “That’s not too fair. I’m his boyfriend.”

Taylor raises an eyebrow. “I’ve been meaning to ask about that. Are you guys really boyfriends?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Like.. has he said that to you?”

Aiden pauses. “Does that matter?”

Taylor sighs. “Geez.. Tyler really needs to communicate..”

Aiden watches her leave and he has to think about her words. Now he’s wondering.. What does it mean to be boyfriends? Is that what Tyler wants, is that what they actually are or is Aiden just getting ahead of himself like always? That certainly wouldn’t be fair.

As the night in the phantom world goes on, Aiden goes up to Logan.

“How much longer on the clock?”

“Um.. two minutes.”

Aiden nods and decides to go off to look for Tyler. He finds him inside the school bus, leaning against the seat and scowling as he stares out the dirty window.

“Careful,” Aiden says as he approaches him. “If you keep your face like that, it’ll stay that way.”

“What do you want?”

“I wanted to check on you.”

Tyler doesn’t respond. What bullshit. Check in on him when he can’t even take care of himself?

“Did I do something?” Aiden finally asks. This gets Tyler to look at him. He was barely holding a smile together.

This makes Tyler feel like complete shit. Was he taking this maybe.. Too far? He was just concerned! So didn’t he have the right to be annoyed that Aiden won’t let him take care of him?

“Aiden.. I..”

But he didn’t get to finish his sentence before he found himself staring up at the top of his bunk bed. The only words that came out?

“Shit.”

…

Tyler couldn't really fall asleep after that. What was he going to tell Aiden? He can’t even remember. How pathetic, eh? He should talk to him. Tell him his concerns. But how could he?

With mom, he remembered sobbing at night, wishing she was more responsible.

And he knows, he knows Aiden is nowhere near as bad with how he handles his medication. He just takes it late in the day, which prevents him from ever getting sleep… Ugh!! Why won’t that dumbass just take care of himself?! Tyler hates being the caregiver, but what is he supposed to do? He can’t just stop. Flip a switch and be more laid back. It’s not that easy. 

Now it’s 3 am and he hears his phone buzzing. He considers who could be calling, then realizes who would still be awake right now.

He answers, quietly, with a, “Hi, Aiden.”

“Did I do something, Tyler?” Aiden asks immediately.

Tyler freezes at the abruptness of the question. So immediate and straight to the point. Nothing like Aiden at all.

Tyler struggles to find the words. But they found him. “Why can’t you just be responsible!?”

Aiden doesn’t say anything before letting out a raspy laugh. “What?”

“Aiden.. You never take care of yourself. W-When’s the last time you slept? Properly?”

“...Tyler, why are you being like this?”

“Damnit, Aiden, can’t I just be concerned for you?”

“Well, ya, but.. Wait, is this why you were ignoring me?”

“Aiden..”

“You were ignoring me because you were mad I wasn’t taking care of myself?! What the fuck, man!?”

“I’m sorry, ok!? I just.. I want you to be ok.”

“I am ok!”

“Are you, though?”

“Yes!”

“I can’t believe you!” “Why not!?”

“Because everything about how you take care of yourself says otherwise! The messy room, the awful meals, the carelessness in your medication! It’s all just.. It’s just..” It’s just like how his mom was.

Aiden goes quiet.

“Haaaaah… sounds like a lot of projection.”

“Aiden. I’m being serious. I just want you to be ok.” His teeth are practically grinding now.

Aiden doesn’t say anything. “Why do you only tell me you worry about me when you’re angry?”

He hangs up on Tyler.

Tyler’s never heard Aiden say anything like that. Ever.

Tyler doesn’t know what to say. He jumps, though, when he hears movement behind him. But instead of being met with a phantom, he sees his mother.

“You were yelling.” Her voice felt so distant. This has been the clearest he’s ever seen her eyes.

“I.. ya, I just..” He awkwardly clears his throat.

She nods. “I heard the conversation.”

He doesn’t speak.

“Tyler.. Mijo… I am sorry.. For the burden that I have put upon you after your father.. Left us.. I truly am sorry. I really am trying to move past it all. And I understand that it’s harder for you. But please.. Don’t let my past pain be your current pain.”

Tyler slowly slides out of bed and approaches his mom before wrapping his arms around her. He hugs her. And it wasn’t the hug of a caretaker and the one they care for. It was between a son and his mother. And he’s really missed that feeling.

“Go to your friend.”

Tyler slowly pulls away. He wipes his eyes and just before he steps out, he pauses, before saying, “He’s actually.. My boyfriend.” That’s the first time he’s ever said it truly. And she smiles and then nods.

He jumps on his bike and rides through the night. Geez, it was cold at 3 am. By the time he gets to Aiden’s, he going to have frostbite.

It’s be worth it, though.

He pulls into the driveway and runs up to Aiden’s front door. His parents were on a business trip, so he rung the doorbell. He stood there for a good 3 minutes before the door opens.

“Aiden.”

“Hey.. Ty.”

Tyler cups his face. “Listen. You are my boyfriend. And I love you. I love you so fucking much and you piss me off so damn much because I don’t want to be the one taking care of you.. All the damn time.. But I want you to be responsible and smart about what you're doing. And I’m happy to help with that, I really am. Just please, please.. Help me help you..”

Aiden’s staring at him with big eyes. The eyebags are only heavier, which pisses Tyler off to no end.

“You called me your boyfriend.”

“Huh?”

“You said it. You haven’t done that yet.”

“I-.. Is that seriously all you got from that!?”

Aiden bursts out laughing. Damn. He has such an ugly laugh. Tyler smiles, just a little. He loves his laugh. But, he probably won’t say it any time soo-

“I love your laugh.”

Shit.

Aiden’s now smiling like a total jackass, which he is.

“Feeling honest tonight?”

“I think the cold’s just messing with my head..”

Aiden grabs his hand. “Cmon then. Let’s go to bed.” Tyler hesitates. “Will you sleep?”

Aiden grins sharply. “”I’ll try. I promise. For you.”

Tyler pauses before tightening his grip on the blonde boy’s hand, accepting his warmth. “It’s a start.”