#Autistic Headcannons

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Hi! Just wanted to say that i love reading your analysis and your knowledge on comics astounds me

Question, do you view any of dc's heroes as autistic? (If thats too much just batfam is fine)

Thank you for all your thoughts and mini essays 💚

Ty!! Glad to hear you enjoy it!

Ok right. So I'm thinking in general about DC characters I imagine as autistic. Batfam is easy to start with b/c I"ve read so much, but I'll include other characters as well

Cassandra Cain (Batgirl) - This is kind of a gimme, almost everyone headcanons Cass as autistic b/c she is explicitly textually neurodivergent (but they do not give her a real world diagnosis) and canonically has problems with language.

Damian Wayne (Robin) - another one I've seen a lot of. He has difficulties socializing that COULD be chalked up to being raised as an assassin, but also.... its in a way that's realistic for very many autistic people :P he also generally does not care about gaining the approval of everyone around him, like he's prickly and often unlikable but he's not trying to be liked.

Barbara Gordon (Oracle) - she reads as so autistic to me. Her conflict with Dinah in the beginning of BoP is positioned in the text as right brained vs left brained, which I think doesn't really make a lot of sense neurologically but does work as words the characters are using to describe things - the just think differently. Babs often reads as if she's coming at things from what in her perspective is trying to be analytical and unemotional (tho I do not think she always succeeds in this), and keeps people at arms length socially.

Bruce Wayne - he just reads as kind of autistic to me :P

Talia al Ghul - same :P

Milagro Reyes (Jaime Reyes/Blue Beetle's little sister) - she's not a superhero but she reads as very autistic to me. We have scenes where we see her clearly upset by sudden change, she also acts generally very similar to how I did as a little kid. We see her blocking everyone out by watching the TV when a lot of new stuff is going on in the house.

Raven - NTT Raven reads as very autistic to me as well. NGL just like many other characters this can be explained by other factors (She was raised in a cult in another dimension, taught not to emote, and is fighting off the influence of her demonic father) but also. They keep doing characters that are relatable to neurodivergent people like that ;P

Back when I watched YJ, I had very strong opinions about Kaldur'ahm being autistic. I still do, even tho I don't normally count the animated tv shows in my version of DC

I also feel a case could be argued for Diana of Themyscira/Wonder Woman. But I am still marinating this in my brain.

[adhbabey]

all tiny tsundere girls are autistic. (not all, but so many ive seen)

has a hard time interpreting others, especially who they like

tends to be socially inappropriate, having intense or negative reactions that neurotypical people may not tend to have

may have a lot of anxiety

struggles to accept and understand their own emotions, and gives off dismissive or closed off responses

a lot ive seen struggles to make friends, so they may tend to be loners or may not have many people they're close to

may look or act childlike, often to their own insecurities

deals with a lot shame and internalized hatred of themselves, so they're not as open as others

etc etc. like..... tsunderes are such a goofy trope, but after finding out that I was autistic, and making a couple self insert ocs that are tsunderes or standoffish....... its the tism for me. the tsun-tism.

[hisslord]

Neurodivergant!Sir Pentious likes science, potions, and steampunk cosplay. He literally has plague doctor masks all over his mansion.

His favourite video game is Bendy and the Ink Machine

He has ADD, OCD and is dyslexic but he gets around his dyslexia with big texts in his books until Cherri introduced him to audiobooks.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!!!!

[pigeon-wizard]

imagining one's favourite characters unmasking after a long day and tiring is something that can be so comforting

[fafodill]

I like imagining Severus as a student, so utterly focused on his academics. His bad skin, the way other perceived him, his family... he couldn't control.

But potions he could. There was something comforting about having a recipe and being able to try and retry and redo and test and discover. Something so exciting. The first time he found a way - by himself - to make a potion more potent had been so exhilarating.

Finally he had something. His thing. Something that felt right, that belonged to him.

Sure making potion could be dangerous but it still felt safer than people. Ingredients were friends, whispering secrets to him if he listened close enough. -----

I worked on this drawing for a long time. The second one was my first attempt and even though I liked the colors I wasn't happy with it. I let it rest and finally decided to redraw him altogether.

[gelphielovebot]

i had a random thought that glinda is the pickiest eater in the world like girl is good with chicken fingers or mac and cheese but put anything else in front of her face and she’s gagging

elphaba is always having to force her into eating her vegetables. glinda’s very dramatic about it. there’s always a bribe happening too

i wouldn’t be surprised if shiz had a specific meal plan catered to glinda with the most basic “childish” foods

[clementine-thedestroyer]

Simon with a nonverbal autistic kiddo… he’d be the absolute best dad ever.

He starts learning sign language the second the pediatrician mentions your child possibly being nonverbal. He starts teaching it to them too- says that even if they’re able to communicate verbally later, sign language is still going to be helpful for them at some point.

He has you practicing with him too- makes you integrate it into your routine a bit. Instead of whispering or keeping your voices low when your child’s sleeping, he and you start signing as a way to practice.

Then Simon starts preferring it at times- like whenever he’s on the verge of a meltdown and on the verge of tearing his own hair out. Some times talking is just really hard and another way to communicate ends up being a positive thing for both of you.

[help-im-a-gay-fish]

And they were roommates <3

So the second draft of my extended essay is complete so I wanted to draw something for the first time in monthsss

And! My desire to draw these two lined up perfectly with the birthday of @zu-is-here

So happy birthday zu! I hope you enjoy this little gift for you!

Original Dream by jokublog

Original cross jakei95

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Wanda Maximoff x autistic!reader headcannons

Authors note: These are all my headcannons of autistic!reader, which are in turn based on me. This is rather self-indulgent, but when writing for autistic!reader I only have my own experiences as an autistic person to work with.

-Wanda is so very sweet when you become overstimulated.

-She makes sure you have what you need to avoid a meltdown.

-When you're having a same-food she'll buy it for you no matter what it is. Whether it's frozen TV dinners, McDonald's, and something from a restaurant. If it's the one thing she can get you to eat she'll make sure you have it.

-She turns her office into a sensory room for you. She still has her computer in there, but she hangs up fairy lights, a sensory swing, a projector of space for the ceiling, and a tent bed you could hide away in when you needed it

-When you get overstimulated she stays close, but doesn't touch unless you initiate it.

-She always carries extra of everything on her clothes, food, drinks, headphones, stim toys, meds...you get the idea.

-She helps get you communication cards and a pride pals lanyard with all the pin plaques you picked out. Of course you grabbed all the autistic and ADHD pins

-She loves listening to you when it comes to your special interests. She engages with it no matter what it is, even if she doesn't understand she'll ask all of the questions to learn more and to hear you talk.

-Wanda always makes sure if you aren't comfortable talking then she'll talk for both of you. She will check in with you to make sure you're okay.

-The two of you have special signs to each other so the other knows if the other is okay or if you need to exit stage left.

-With your love language being gift giving you're constantly finding things that remind you of Wanda and you'll get it without thinking (Wanda gave up on trying to tell you not to do this)

-Wanda learned early on in the relationship that due to childhood trauma due to being autistic you regress at times. She loves taking care of her little girl.

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Dc will be like "this character acts weird because of their powers or the way they were raised that would be very hard to map directly onto a real life situation" and all the autistics are like "they're just like me fr fr"

[sillybilly4]

Nonverbal because he’d be too powerful

Littlest sibling privileges ig

Also no I totally don’t change Shamura’s eye count every time I draw them, that would be stupid

[pillcaddyfullofbees]

Big fan of the ‘Ford sorts his jellybeans before eating them, much to Stan’s annoyance’ headcannon. But I have a proposal

Stan is acting all grouchy cause the kids snuck a big bag of jellybeans in the cart when grocery shopping (he secretly saw them do it) but they get home and he pours the jellybeans into a big bowl and leaves.

He comes back and Dipper has a smaller bowl he is filling with only the blue ones (he only likes the blue ones) and Mabel is covering the table in sorted jellybean rainbows in between handfuls of the mixed ones in the bowl

Stan can never escape

[afterartist]

Someone please give Soundwave a raise

He puts up with so much

[ashlynlovestlou]

i've gotten two requests for this, so here's a little something for both of them :)

cw: abby anderson x reader , reader has autism , abby being a sweetheart , mention of sensory issues (food & clothes) , mention of hyper-fixations

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ꕤ₊˚ abby would definitely be the type to buy you all the things that you're hyper-fixated on. literally anything you're obsessed with, whether it be a movie or a book or an animal, she'd buy it for you because she loves the way your eyes light up whenever you get new things.

ꕤ₊˚ on the topic of hyper-fixations, she could spend hours and hours listening to you yap about the things you're passionate about. even if she doesn't necessarily care, she'd just sit by you and watch you talk, so enamored by the way you stutter because of how excited you are.

ꕤ₊˚ shes the most patient human being ever. if you were having a meltdown she'd ask if it was okay to stay with you. it you wanted to be alone, she'd leave you alone, but if you let her stay, even better. she'd stay with you until you'd calm down

ꕤ₊˚ if you two were ever out at a party or somewhere loud, she would make sure the loudness doesn't bother you. and if it did, she would have one hand on your shoulder and best believe she'd get you out of there

ꕤ₊˚ speaking of sensory issues, she is very aware of what triggers you and what doesn't. every time you would come over she would make your favorite foods, or at least your safe ones.

ꕤ₊˚ aside from food, i feel like she would also have a bag of your comfort clothes in her car or a drawer in her dresser for them. just in case you need to change into something that doesn't bother you as much.

in other words, this girl is downBAD for you and would do anything to make you happy :)

[airbendertendou]

a small compilation of moments between autistic!reader + connor happy disability pride month <3

anon requested : hi! i was wondering if you could do something with connor and the autistic reader and like them going nonverbal and how he would handle that? You don’t have to do it if you don’t wanna! :)

please do not use this as a way to self-diagnose. having one thing in common does not necessarily mean you are autistic. im not a therapist or doctor, if you think you’re on the spectrum, talk to them. <3

if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.

temperature irregulation ♥︎

hank was a firm believer in a cold house. when the summer season came and brought a heatwave with it, the older man wouldn’t allow anything other than a brisk, chilly living room.

it was often you’d come over to go over old cases and study with hank. interning with the detroit police department was fun — the academy, however, you could live without. you’d learned to dress warm when visiting hank’s house, having a hard time warming up once you were cold.

“here,” a thicker sweater is placed over the couch, the sleeve laying on your shoulder. you take it without thought, swapping your thinner one for the new one. connor smiles at the pattern on your fuzzy socks, the sight of your toes curling in delight at the warmth bringing something tender to his brain. “better?”

you nod with a hum, “thanks, detective.”

hank rolls his eyes, hiding the curl of his lips at your obliviousness. “anyways, as i was saying—”

[interrupted] routine ♥︎

every day at 12:10 pm, you’d wander into the breakroom for a snack and drink refill. connor didn’t mean to memorize your specific regimen — but after watching you do the same thing for a week straight, it stuck to his mind.

you loitered in the doorway to the breakroom, peeking in occassionally to see if it’d emptied out any. gavin caught your gaze, rolling his eyes at your hesitance. it was then you spotted the mug in his hands — your mug, the one you always used. your frown deepened.

connor budged his way into the crowd, bumping into gavin and causing his drink to spill. every curse leaving the human’s mouth went ignored — connor only watched as you cowered away from gavin’s angry steps as he left. grabbing the dropped mug, connor rinsed it four times before holding it out to you shyly.

you crept into the breakroom, grabbing the handle of the mug and shooting the android a thankful grin.

stimming with pressure ♥︎

hank opened the door to his house with a sigh. connor’s eyebrows furrowed as he tilted his head, questioning the elder silently. hank leans against the door, “[name]’s been here a while, s’all. won’t leave my bathtub.”

a safe zone, connor concludes, somewhere small and compact ; where you could see every corner and every threat. he makes his way to the bathroom without another thought, pausing at the sight of you.

your eyes are closed, face crumpled in displeasure as you clench and unclench your fists in a pattern. connor knocks on the door, announcing his presence without startling you. your eyes fly open, “hello, detective.”

“you can call me connor, if you’d like.” the android steps further into the bathroom slowly, allowing you to object if you need to. your eyes stay on him — his thirium pump stutters in his chest. “anything i can do to help?”

taking in a deep breath, you puff your cheeks as you release the air. “maybe. if you don’t think it’s weird.”

connor stares down at you, his upper lip curled in hesitance as you lay in hank’s bed. you adjust yourself, wiggling around until you’ve splayed your limbs where you want them. you blink up at him, “well?”

“it is a little... strange.” connor tries to be nice, he really does. but asking an android to lay on you — to put their full weight on you — he’s concered. “i will crush you.”

you roll your eyes, “i have a weighted blanket at home ; it’s no different.”

“i weigh quite a bit more than—”

“are you going to lay on me or not, connor?”

maybe it was the sound of you saying his name for the first time ; maybe it was the way you looked so defeated. whatever it was, connor found himself laying on you as gently as he could. the relaxation was immediate — he could feel the breath of relief you let out ; the way your body sagged.

you fell asleep that way — with connor holding his breath and tensing up the closer you got.

sensory overload ♥︎

the scene you were going to was a lot. it was nighttime now, the sirens and flashing lights bringing everyone’s attention this way. hank leaves the car first, grumbling as he goes. the sound that leaks through his open door causes you to whimper.

connor turns his head to you, “everything alright?”

your gaze hasn’t left the window as you squint, blinking at all of the lights. you gulp before biting your lip. “i’ll be fine. this is what i signed up for.”

you’re barely out of the car and already wincing at the noise and the lights. you can’t see hank ; can’t hear or understand anything being said around you. the world is blinking in hues of red and blue, wailing sirens going off with every flash of the lights.

the sound grows muffled as soft and sturdy hands cup your ears. a thumb moves from your ear briefly, just long enough for you to hear a whisper. “close your eyes and i’ll lead you into the house. that’s where the lieutenant is.”

trusting connor’s words — a little too easily — you squeeze your eyes shut. your hands go up to cover his, sealing your ears from the harsh sounds around you. stumbling a little here and there, you eventually feel a difference in temperature as you enter the house.

letting out a sigh, your shoulders moving with the motion, slowly your eyes peel open. you glance at connor, ignoring the tenderness of his gaze. “thanks, connor.”

he lets out a deep breath, ignoring the sly grin hank sends his way. “no problem, [name].” 

verbal shutdown ♥︎

it happened so quick. your safe foods had vanished from their designated cabinet ; your chair’s wheel was squeaking incessently ; hank hadn’t shown up today. everything was piling on and you finally exploded.

the evidence locker was empty as you shakily typed in hank’s password. you hit the wrong button a few times, squeezing your eyes together at the little beeps. your breathing picks up — you hold it in your chest and shake your hands, releasing the tension built inside you.

you all but crawl into the secure room, your back hitting the wall as you sit down. your eyes squeeze shut again and you go through the motions, choosing the less destructive ways to calm yourself down.

none of them work.

when connor finds you, you’re drawing shapes on the floor with your finger. you’ve curled into yourself, not making a sound ; your usual means of comfort absent from your lips. he walks to you cautiously, “[name]? hank has returned. he’s asking to see you.”

you don’t move ; not a sound falls from your lips. connor sits in front of you, crossing his legs as he waits. from his suit pocket comes a ring of multicolored notecards — your eyes flash to his at the sight of them. connor holds them out further so that you can see them properly. “want to use these?”

a miniscule nod, but it’s enough to make him smile. “alright,” he flicks through the blue cards — feelings. stopping at your set of upset verbs, he slides the ring your way. “any of these describe how you’re feeling?”

a shaky finger hits the word overstimulated before dragging over to panic. connor nods, flipping to the pink set — solutions. “what do you want to do? go home ; nap ; have a snack ; get your puzzle book ; coloring book...” connor holds them up to you, reading out each one until you nod — except you don’t. pausing, connor speaks up again, “want me to leave?”

you shake your head. slowly, your hand crawls across the floor until it meets his. you nudge his hand, curling your fingers under his. connor holds his breath, adjusting your fingers until you’re holding hands properly. his eyes stay to the floor, “this is okay, too. let me know when you’re ready to leave.”

emotional regulation ft. lots of crying ♥︎

“connor,” your voice brings him out of his work. standing beside his desk, connor watches as you sway side to side. he tilts his head and it makes your eyes water. “i’m going to cry.”

that was his cue to take you into his arms. connor stands to do so, gathering your body against his and rocking you side to side slowly. your body hiccups a few times, sniffles leaving your nose occassionally. you seem to calm down even more as he rubs your back soothingly — connor’s led light flashes yellow as he stores that information for later.

you pull away with a deep breath, rubbing your face with the hoodie you’re wearing. connor frowns, “better?”

you nod, “needed that. thank you.”

“want to tell me what upset you? only if you want to.”

connor never knew what to expect your answer to be. sometimes you just shook your head and snuggled close to him again. other times, you did talk about why you were crying and it made connor realize the extent of human emotions. 

“no more chocolate in the snack cabinet.”

“had a nice dream.”

“hank is wearing yellow.”

“it’s such a pretty day today!”

“too much noise.”

“gavin cut his hair.”

you let out another sniffle, lips pouting in thought. “not too sure this time. jus’ felt like i needed to cry.”

connor nods to himself, his led light whirring yellow once more. “i’m glad you feel comfortable with me, [name]. i’ll be here if you need another cry.”

you grin, meeting his eyes for a brisk second before reaching out to hold his hand. you swing your entwined hands lightly, grin softening into something gentle. “i know. thanks, con.”

the detective was sure he’d implode because of you soon. just not yet — not when you’re still holding his hand.

——♥︎—— for some reason my brain tells me to only write autistic readers n pair them w connor. like?? work w me here!! anyways. i hope this was okay, remember to take your meds, drink some water and have a nice snack!! airbendertendou © do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform. if you see my content under any other name than my own, let me know. i only have this tumblr and an ao3 account under the same name.

[deeply-unserious-fellow]

Somebody told Vox about Shark Week and he immediately decided to recreate it in Hell because it meant he could just take over everyone's TV's and infodump abt sharks for a week straight and nobody could stop him. The other Vees have tried but eventually gave up. Alastor hops on the radio every year and just talks about how dolphins are cooler then sharks for an entire day just to piss off Vox. He doesn't actually care about dolphins he just wants to rile Vox up. Vox retaliates with a segment called "Why sharks are cooler then dolphins(fuck you Alastor)". Shark Week is an annual event and everybody just kinda has to sit through it.