But Like Imagine Tonys Reaction To Finding Out Theyre Married

But like imagine Tony’s reaction to finding out they’re married 😭

posting this into the void of tumblr asking for parkner au writers to please make this into an au where harley is him and peter is the one who’s like “hey why not”

My least favorite food is chicken (or really any type of meat ) cause I like the flavour but hate the texture 👍

(also leave me and my comfort bra alone)

you: i don’t really have sensory issues

also you:

hates your least favorite food because of the texture

wears the same 5 year old bra every day

wearing lots of jewelry irritates you

hates touching wet/soggy things

wore your socks inside out as a kid/always wear the same kind of socks

why won't that ticking noise stop!!

despises shirts with rough tags

I always find myself wishing I was really sick or hurt so that I could be treated with at least an ounce of respect or care from my family or that I would have an excuse to be left alone for a day. Like I would legit wish I got the flu or would break a bone one day just so I would have an excuse to be treated well.

You should not have to prove how badly you’re doing to receive empathy, compassion, and care. You deserve to be heard, even when you don’t appear to be falling apart.

It just feels so good to talk loudly and talking at a “normal voice level” feels like having the thing you want most in the world right in front of you and being told you can’t touch it because other people will get mad. That’s why I’m either talking as loud as I possibly can or am completely silent. There is no in between.

i hate that i have no volume control. i try so, so hard to reel it in but when im happy, excited, relaxed, comfortable, etc. i talk and laugh loud. it’s as involuntary as laughter. i don’t realize until i get shushed, then i feel like my heart got stomped on. it’s so frustrating because i KNOW it is annoying but can’t seem to help it. getting called on it always takes me from happy to feeling awful in a millisecond

Me: Okay my essay is due tomorrow morning so I should just start it now to make my life easier.

Me: Alright just gotta put on some music on my phone *see my Ao3 tab* well I’ll just finish this fic and then start

5 hours later

Me: Oh shit

why did I, someone who is very busy, think it was a good idea to check ao3