#What is The Best Medicine For Autism?

[metalheadsforblacklivesmatter]

Heat Intolerance

This disability pride month I'd like to talk about heat intolerance. Because honestly although it's not the first health issue that presented symptoms in my life. It was the first time I was like "I don't think my body works right".

And honestly given disability pride month is during one of the hottest months in the year. It seems fitting. Especially because there's a lot of disabilities and medications that cause it.

What is heat intolerance?

Simply speaking it's the inability for the body to regulate it's temperatures especially in hot settings to cool itself down.

Why is awareness important?

Because gaslighting people or worse not providing them a place to cool down just because you "feel fine" is extremely fucking dangerous.

What are the medicines that can cause heat intolerance?

Antihistamines (Allergy medications) . Decongestants (Sudafed or any medication that has the D at the end of it). Stimulants (ADHD medications. Steroids. Caffeine.) Beta-blockers (blood pressure medications). Overactive bladder treatment. Psychiatric medications (including but not limited to medications for depression and anxiety). Pain relievers. Antibiotics.

What medical conditions can cause heat intolerance?

EDS (Elhers-Danlos syndrome). Autism. ADHD. Migraines. Brain/spinal-cord injury. Sensory processing disorder. Chronic fatigue syndrome. Endocrin problems. POTS. Menopause. Hypothyroidism. Diabetes. Heart Disease. Multiple sclerosis. Mental health disorders.

What should I do if I suspect I have heat intolerance?

Reduce time outside during hot months. Keep your electrolytes up. Drink plenty of water. Stay out of the sun whenever possible if outside. Be aware of the symptoms of heat exhaustion and heat stroke.

Clothes that are best worn for heat intolerance. Loose lightweight breathable fabrics. Natural fibers. Long sleeves that protect from sunburn as sunburns will increase your risk. Light clothes that reflect light. Wide brimmed hats that shade the face and neck.

Cool. So what are those symptoms I'm supposed you be looking for?

Headaches. Excessive fatigue. Mood changes. Muscle cramping or weakness. Nausea/ vomiting. Rapid heartbeat. Excessive sweating or not sweating at all.

When should I do to the doctor?

If you suspect you have heat intolerance you can go to your PCP to discuss what medications you may be on and what you can do about it. Otherwise, please go to the emergency room if you have symptoms of heat stroke.

This is good information and all but why are you making this post?

To raise awareness. Not just for the people that have it but weren't aware of what it was called. But for all of the idiots that tried to gaslight me when I was in school because I was like "I don't think this is normal. Every time we do our mile run outside I vomit all over the place but other kids aren't doing that."

Also because people always blame me for over heating if I wear long sleeves or pants. I always like to take notes from what people in the middle east wear because they literally live in the excessive heat and spend long hours in the excessive heat. Often in clothing that covers most of their body. They've gotta know what they're doing, right?

I have some type of xenophobic comment about why people from the middle east cover up

Shut the fuck up 😊

-fae

[just-antithings]

Anti-ism is psuedoscience and a moral panic rolled into one

One of the most dangerous things about therapyspeak leaving the intended audience is that now antis feel fully qualified to tell survivors how they should and should not be coping, even to the point of attempting to override/contradict the advice of certified therapists.

I've had antis tell me the fiction I enjoy writing is retraumatizing myself, that I am doing harm by writing it; when I responded that actually, my therapist signed off on the stories I wrote (even when I mentioned the specific phrase "consensual nonconsent"), they said that my therapist doesn't know what she's talking about since she sanctioned my coping mechanism and explicitly labels her practice as kink-positive. Antis are attempting to make me, a survivor with mental illness that could ultimately be fatal if I leave a psychologist's care, disregard the advice of the medical professional supervising me when they have no certification at all. This could, if I were a more vulnerable person, be dangerous for not only my trust in my therapist, but it could sabotage my treatment as well.

They are using what amounts to little more than memes, based on misinformation, that use a few intelligent-sounding phrases that very rarely apply the way they think they do, as a wedge to attempt to assert themselves as authorities who can, with certainty, dictate the appropriate course of treatment for a total stranger, including telling them to disregard the therapies administered by a trained professional.

In other words? Antis are frighteningly similar to anti-vaxxers, who took medical terminology they didn't understand, applied it to shaky cause-effect logic models, started a moral panic, used statements generated by that moral panic as a citogenesis-fueled proof their initial starting of the moral panic was justified, damaged the doctor-patient relationship of millions of total strangers, jeopardized the healthcare of those strangers who now believed their doctor to be incompetent for following accepted medical best practice, and fomented dangerous fringe political ideologies that coupled themselves to other conspiracies based on rejecting commonly-acknowledged practices.

"Vaccines cause autism! Narrative therapy that implements any form of controversial kink causes retraumatization of the writer, reader, or both, and starts the writer on an inescapable slippery slope to becoming an abuser themself! It's better to be dead than autistic! It's better to suffer feelings of shame and/or isolation in silence than it is to use fiction to put a voice to your feelings! Your child is vaccine-damaged from thimerosal and is getting sick from virus-shedding! Your fiction caused me to groom myself and you're a porn-addicted monster for not facing your trauma the proper way! Your doctor doesn't know what's good for you, I do! Only I understand how your body/mind work and what treatment is appropriate for you! Your doctor has been manipulated by Big Pharma/kink supporters! The empirical-study-informed best practices for pediatrics/psychology are what's wrong, not me, whose research is carefully informed by TikTok videos and Twitter posts carefully formulated to cause amygdalar growth to keep me afraid so I will continue to engage with fear-mongering content that causes my politics to shift towards the alt-right, who coincidentally also push narratives based in fear, not in medicine! I am being perfectly logical here!"

Antis fundamentally reject empirical medicine just the way anti-vaxxers do. They just seem to get a free pass on it since it's "only" mental healthcare they are sabotaging, and few people acknowledge it as something as legitimate and lifesaving as other medical care.

[weebsinstash]

something that I think would be, truly one of the worst things about the yandere Batfamily really truly is their power to make any and every problem you've ever had completely go away in no time at all

it can be such an awful feeling to see that you struggled in vain with something that was nothing at all to someone else. You could have significant issues that have followed you all your life and have had traumatic impacting effects on you and these people could come in and sweep that all away. Student loans you've been paying off for years, if not a fraction of your lifespan, still burying you in debt? We are talking fucking decimal points on the scale of Bruce Wayne's wealth. That bad leg from an old work injury? Let's grab you one of the best doctors in Gotham, if not the entire world, fuck, we may even get you a doctor or medicine that isn't even human-made! Y'all want a magic leg? We know this chick who can speak backwards, you want a magically healed leg?

Crippling loneliness? Eternal sunshine and objectively best Robin Dick Grayson is here to brighten your entire world since he knows what it can feel like to be hurting and alone and he's literally like the heart and soul of the entire manor besides Alfred

Chronic pain, an undiagnosed disability, or maybe you're not confident in your fitness? Jason has extensive knowledge of injury recovery, physical therapy, and overall knowledge about human biology and musculature and how everything correlates

Family issues? Daddy issues? Let Resident Troubled Kid Expert Alfred Pennyworth be your new grandpa. He's dealt with more than one temperamental snappy individual, and he'll use his patience, experience, and wit to wear down all your stress and hostility. It's hard to keep being cruel to someone who's nothing but kind to you, and he has plenty of patience and delicious baked treats to hold out until you give in

Honestly just the fact most of them are so fucking young would get under my skin. You could be approaching your 30s and be sitting here at the Wayne family dinner table as their weird sister/mom/girlfriend/whatever and being all "I've just always had these struggles my entire life, I dont know what's wrong with me, I feel like I can't control how I act or feel and I hate it" and someone like Tim who depending on the source material and where you are on the timeline is a literal teenager with extensive knowledge of criminals and psychology is just over here, "oh, that? You have chronic childhood trauma, recurring resurfacing conflict related ptsd, severe abandonment issues, emotional regulation problems that are probably biological, and also you probably have autism, and there's nothing wrong with any of that :)" and then he turns to Bruce and starts talking about how his school is taking a trip abroad to Greece while you sit there processing that everyone around the table has extensively psychologically evaluated you and you probably have your own file on the Batcomputer (you do. It's excessive.)

It's just. The psychology of having all these problems you've struggled with be wiped away by someone else like it's nothing and how, that can result in making someone feel all the more worthless and helpless. Oh, Bruce was able to just make all your problems disappear? Clearly YOU weren't trying hard enough. Tim is able to suss out what's wrong with you? Well YOU'RE the dysfunctional idiot who was born wrong, and YOU were the one choosing the wrong doctors. You're watching all these young teenagers or young adults be vigilantes and travel the world and learn multiple languages and you're like. Normal guy Steve from the grocery store. You know? They take control of your life and make you feel like a side character in it, because everything you do is now attached to them, and all of them and all of their adventures are so... spectacular

And really, someone with a meaner heart, and maybe someone more blunt like, say, Damian, could perhaps come in and make some comment, "see? This is why you needed our assistance in caring for you" and what are you gonna do, NOT act like they basically fixed your entire life in less than a year's time, with the one objection of kidnapping and imprisonment? You're just over here, "um yeah, actually, I'm an adult and I can take care of myself, you don't need to TAKE CARE OF ME???" meanwhile Bruce and Alfred are exchanging knowing looks while you speak as if the old butler hadn't needed to help you call your doctor and other important urgent matters because being on the phone with strangers gave you such intense anxiety. Ok yes sure honey you are a lovely functional adult and your brain is big and beautiful and perfect 🥰 now shut up about going to live back home on your own, go play Xbox with your new brothers or go bake something with Grandpa while the world's greatest detective sits down in the Batcave using the Batcomputer to track down and "have a friendly chat" with that one childhood teacher that gave you that one really specific trauma-

[justphilia]

Rating Dungeon Meshi Characters Based on How Well They Can Take Care of Me When I'm Sick

Scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best. Precaution I have bias for women.

Laios - 7/10 He'll definitely try his best, but he's not very good at it. Achieves the bare minimum of keeping me fed and making sure I take my meds, but most of the time he wouldn't really know what to do to help more. As I drift in and out of consciousness, I see him staring at me with his autism eyes through the gap of my door.

Falin - 9/10 Practically my bedside nurse. Checks my temperature every so often, makes sure to keep my forehead cool. She makes it possible for me to be glad I'm sick, though I am not sure if she knows how to cook. Fortunately, too ill to gaf. Also it's Falin.

Marcille - 9/10 She will think I am dying and because of this she's desperate to help me recover. Heh. I love the attention. But I think. I THINK. she may not know what she is doing about a quarter of the time. She'll read the instructions on my meds like 5 times before giving it to me. She'll research what kind of foods is good for speedy recovery. She'll forget to wring the cold rag before putting it on my head, and every time I fall asleep she thinks I passed away.

Chilchuck - 6/10 Like my dad. "Don't forget to take your meds." Feeds me porridge for lunch and dinner. I don't see his face like the whole day, but I'll be unsure if it's because he's purposely checking in on me when I'm knocked out or he just doesn't want to bother me at all. I can't ask, because he wouldn't answer honestly (he's embarrassed).

Senshi - 8/10 I feel like he's gonna be like my mom and feed me herbal medicine and home remedies. My recovery will be slightly slower, but I'll recover. I will be eating soooo good, 'cause he'll definitely put a spin on every meal meant to help me recover. He sits by my bedside and does his own thang while I sleep, or talk about what he put in my food as like a bedtime story. When he goes to the toilet, I cry.

Toshiro (without his retainers [not including Izutsumi]) - 4/10 Porridge is simple enough to make, I think he is capable of that at the very least. I think he'd make sure I drink enough water, and will ask if I've taken my meds yet. But that's all his efforts and capabilities. I wouldn't blame him. He wears a mask when he enters my room.

Toshiro (with his retainers) - 9/10 Maizuru alone bumped the score by three points because she'll make sure to help Toshiro keep me well fed. But because she's only helping me for Toshiro, she wouldn't go all out with the care. It's okay, their company is enough. I will most likely think I died and went to heaven. They all are wearing masks under Maizuru's order—don't want them catching it and spreading it to Toshiro.

Izutsumi - 2/10 It may be over for me. But if she sleeps at the foot of my bed the entire time and gets me packaged food and water when I ask, I'll live.

Namari - 8/10 Idk. Like! Idk! I think she's gonna be like Laios about it, like she really tries her best, but she's unsure. She's like a combo of Laios and Chilchuck—she can make me food and make sure I take my meds, but I would hardly see her throughout the day. Sometimes she'll come in and ask if I need anything, and if I ask her to stay she'll linger at the doorway then step inside. When I wake up, she may be gone.

Kabru - 7/10 I kinda...don't want him here.....like....I like his face and everything, but I feel. scared. at the thought of being sick and him taking care of me. Might be the blue eyes. Nevertheless, he's able to make sure I don't get worse. He can cook and will help me take my meds, put a cool rag over my forehead, and keep me company until I fall asleep. "I guess you owe me one!" he'll laugh lightly as my fever-fried brain stares at him, and I won't know if he's serious until he tells me so.

Mithrun - 1/10 I am Gone but also he's very attractive so I think I'll die happy.

[frozenjokes]

I was thinking about warrior cats last night because of course I was but I was thinking about how starclan and the dark forest border each other and how dark forest cats can’t leave but starclan cats can enter but. even in the dark forest you can stare out on what life could have been. isn’t that the greatest hell?

anyway convex. reasonably they’re both going to hell but for the sake of peace and love and cat romance they’re not. Scar’s an Old dark forest cat he’s been there for AGES and he’s bitter and mean and Angry so what he does to pass the time is hang out by the border, befriend starclan cats and trick them into entering the dark forest where he can kill and eat them. yknow. normal cat stuff. There’s no damn prey in the dark forest right!!!!! Man’s gotta eat somehow!!!! (he was doing this before he died lol)

Cub is a former kittypet turned medicine cat apprentice that died young, adult aged, but not before he could receive his full medicine cat name. He doesn’t like being called Cubpaw though, so he goes by just the prefix in Starclan. Cub was specifically chosen to become a medicine cat because he has such an affinity for the stars and the sky, and the clan cats misspoke this soooo badly for him being like really religious. It’s not that. He just thinks it’s neat. He came to the forest on a rumor that the stars were brighter than in the city, and the clan cats were led to believe he was sent by Starclan as some kind of prophet (the autism REALLY confused them). Cub does not have the stature of a Windclan cat or the ability to hunt Windclan prey, but I imagine that’s where he ended up because of the high hills and clear skies. He probably died tragically, killed by a fox or dog, or maybe another clan cat who viewed him as a threat. Maybe he found something out that he shouldn’t have, and didn’t realize what he was seeing until it was over.

Regardless. He is not fussed. Being dead is fucking awesome!!!!! Look at the stars!!!!! His whole BODY is stars this is like BEST CASE SCENARIO!!!!!

The place of no stars, naturally, compels him. No stars? Not even one? I know this is cat hell, but seriously! He has to know. He has to know if it’s really true.

Scar finds Cub at the edge of the forest, trying to look in. There’s a small transition period of trees before Scar could really reach him, but it’s still a bit of a shock that Cub is not even trying to keep his distance. Usually Starclan cats are a lot more wary, even when they’re curious. Scar calls out from the dark, expecting this to change. Instead, Cub looks thrilled to see them. He has to ask! Are there really no stars?

Scars rolls his eyes. Who is this guy anyway? A young Starclan cat clearly, he’s way too bright to have been dead a long time. He tells Cub he better come find out for himself if he really wants to know. Cub is thrilled to have an invitation! epic! I can’t wait to see what cat hell looks like :3 Scar is so fucking baffled by this he doesn’t have the brains to attack when Cub just walks right past him. No stars here… weird! Scar just gaped at him as this idiot, bright as the sun, wanders into the dark forest signaling to everyone in a five mile radius hello! I’m here! Come kill me please :)

Then Scar blinks and he’s fucking gone. Abra kadabra. Poof. How did I lose the sun. What the fuck. (Cub climbed a tree. He’s looking for the stars. He gets stuck up a tree for multiple days and somehow no one finds him despite being a literal beacon of light)

he does scare the life out of scar in those next couple days when he falls out of a bough of leaves and nearly clobbers the both of them out of some of the tallest trees in the forest. hey! You’re that guy! help. I can not find the stars. They weren’t lying when they said there were no stars here. Also I can’t get down. No one ever taught me how to do that. How did you end up in hell? < icebreaker questions to lighten the mood

[agentmaxa]

Show and Tell - Uswnt/Woso Master List

LAST UPDATED: July 27, 2023

WARNING - Show & Tell versions of MasterLists Spoil the fic for a safe reading experiance

TEAM

- I Never Knew - Very angsty there is a warning before the fic of all the things in there, happy ending but it's a roller-coaster to get there

- No Warnings - Fluff, bullying included

- She's been corrupted! (Part 1, Part 2) - Fluff for both

- New to this - Being overwhelmed by Social media, autism-hate(?)

- Late to the Game - Fluff

KRASHLYN

- I’m Back - Mentions of being in military via bad dream and introduction at the beginning, fluff otherwise

- Meet Your Sister (Part 1, Part 2) - pt2 has hinted self-deprecation, fluff otherwise

- Running Home (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4) - a.b.o fic - Separation-anxiety, insomnia, and anorexic

- I Dare You - a.b.o fic ? - Dealing with homophobia, brief classism mentioned if Alpha and Omega count

- Short-Fuse - bad refs, fluff otherwise

- Blankie! - Child!R, fluff

- Love is the best medicine - Fluff

- Oh, Really? - Very suggestive smut (?) Fluff otherwise

- Quality Time - Bad communication, mentions of possible cheating, fluff ending

- Snuggles - Fluff

- Scary Man! - Fluff

- Not As Bad As It Looks - Blood mentioned, homophobia and slur mentioned.

TOBIN HEATH

- The Chill Isn’t Working - Fluff

- No One Likes Being Hurt - bad communication, mentions of soccer injury, fluff ending

- Stars Colliding - Fluff

- Paint My Love - Vandalism(?), escaping arrest, and suggestive end

CHRISTEN PRESS

- It’s You and Me - Fluff with angst sprinkled throughout

- Ride or Die (Part 1, Part 2) - Fluff

- Baby Fever - Fluff

ALEX MORGAN

- Not Made Of Stone (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4) - Pt1 is fluff, Pt2 has mentions of young character death, Pt3 and 4 are fluff

ROSE LAVELLE

- What is happening?! - Fluff

BECKY SAUERBRUNN

- The Red Skull - Fluff with small suggestive bit in middle

ALYSSA NAEHER

- No, My Fiancée - Mentions of concussions, fluff

KRISTIE MEWIS

- Amuse Me - Fluff

JULIE JOHNSTON/ERTZ

- Loki did what?! - Fluff

JESSIE FLEMING

- Once Rivals (Spy AU) - Torture, blood, and brief character death

If you want me to write one for your favorite player(s) just go to my blog and type it into the ask me or message me. No guarantees though. I also do AUs so please include that if you want.

[cielles-random-vault]

did you take your meds, doll? || hobie in love with a neurodivergent s/o

ayayayaya 🕺🏻🕺🏻 im in a silly mood rn so have those silly headcanons 🕺🏻

have these since his ai told me he was autistic (i js knew it) (mf said i looked autistic too) (i thought i was good at masking) (damn)

also this is not only adhd and autism related because ima explode

he's the one who told you you should get a diagnosis

he made research for himself but actually realized what he found fit you more

he was direct about this like he straight told you

"doll? come here i have to tell you something. i think you might be autistic."

if you're not familiar with neurodivergencies he'd explain you what it means, most of the symptoms and he'd always tell you it's ok and he loves you no matter what

"if you want i can go to your autism assessment with you? don't worry it'll all be fine"

he'd probably hold your hand thinking you were scared

he'd help you remembering taking your meds !!!

"doll? i know you don't really want to but it's time to take your medicine. we can cuddle and do some coloring books after?"

if you're age regressing he would give you sweets and plushies and he'd cuddle with you

"in little space again huh? let me take care of you" and he'd probably help you shower

i don't know if age regression is a neurodivergency in itself but i just wanted the post to include it so <3

if you're borderline he'd try his best to understand why it happened (let's not forget it's an irreversible chemical imbalance in your brain often caused by trauma) and he'd always make you feel valid

"it's not your fault. i know things are hard to deal with rn but you are not alone in this"

i feel like he's a borderline too

if you have adhd he'd love when you're hyper with him, it makes him feel safe and he'd be hyper with you too

if you're depressed he'd always listen to you and help you taking care of yourself

im sorry this is kinda short and rushed- BUT ayayayayayaya 🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻

i love hobie sm help

PLS IM SO DUMB NOT ME WONDERING WHY THIS HAD 0 LIKES WHILE IT STAED IN MY DRAFTS I-

[magical-girl-coral]

Summarizing Mushishi Episodes Like Onion Articles - Part 2

Banquet at the Forest's Edge - Local business owner finds all those stories of people getting inventive ideas while on acid trips might have a good point after all.

The Warbling Sea Shell - Local dad is forced to admit that maybe isolating his only child from other human interactions might not be what's best for them.

Beneath the Snow - "I have never been better" says man who's terrible mental health has reached a level where it is affecting the weather around him.

The Hand That Caresses the Night - Local teen breaks family curse by admitting his father was actually massive shithead.

Mirror Lake - Local teen so damn annoying about her heartbreak that her own doppelganger had to put a stop to it.

Floral Delusion - Local man with a weird ass library and sketchy medicine is revealed to be a major creep, shocking no one.

Cloudless Rain - Local woman loses the ability to cry and somehow it becomes everyone's problem.

Wind Raiser - Local teenager runs away from home to become a professional whistler.

Valley of the Welling Tides - "Is breast milk secretly trying to kill you" and five other fascinating articles written by nutjobs.

Depths of Winter - Traveling man becomes a god's squeak toy for an entire winter and somehow comes out unscratched.

Cushion of Grass - Local orphan ruins an entire ecosystem by liking an egg too much.

Fragrant Darkness - Local family man finally escaped a time loop only to go straight back in it when the future doesn't turn out well.

Lingering Crimson - Top four fun stories to tell before bed that will make your children afraid of their own shadow.

Hidden Cove - How one codependent relationship between two women nearly turned their village into a hive mind.

Thread of Light - Local kid's anger issues mysteriously disappears after finally being allowed to meet his mother for the first time in ten years and gaining a healthy support network.

Sea of Otherworldly Stars - Local girl accidentally enters the twilight zone to get back at her sister.

Azure Waters - Local woman loses everything thanks to several water filled accidents and still manages not to develop a phobia around it which is a bigger miracle than her son being half fish.

Lightning's End - Local woman so bad at being a mother that the lighting that keeps striking her son seems like a better parent in comparison.

Mud Grass - Feel bad about your own brood? This family can't stop killing each other for five fucking minutes!

Tree of Eternity - Local man gains the ability to see into the past in the price of his legs by trying out this totally legal vegan meal.

Bonus:

Path of Thorns - "I am the most normal person I know" says man after confessing he hasn't had a soul in years.

Bell Droplets - Young girl believed to have autism was actually a forest child all along while still being autistic.

[themetalvirus]

i wish i had more of a handle on knuckles i wanna do serious character analysis on knuckles.

easily embarrassed. easily angered. full of love. trusted too easily and now doesn't trust anyone (except for like 6 people). poor guy's first friend was eggman and like it or not it informs a lot of who he is today and how he interacts with people. super awkward from being isolated for so long (knuckles and silver solidarity). obviously cares deeply about his land and culture, loves it and mourns for it in equal measure every day. protects his true friends and is always there if you truly need him, despite his insincere grumblings. scared of company, grateful for company, longs for company.

great forager and gardener. bad with technology, overstimulated by bright lights and a lot of noise, is generally a guy who Wants To Go Home (his autism....). uncomfortable in positions of authority (The War) but still likes to Have A Say. does not tolerate nonsense unless he's in on the nonsense (sonic and him shoot each other out of cannons for fun i think). skilled weaver, skilled at making jewelry, skilled with survival, awkward around chao but is still very very good with them because he's lived with them his whole life.

adventurous, though not great at adapting to new situations (the autism). likes exploring / learning about other ancient cultures, languages, and peoples. curious about the nature of the world (where the master emerald came from, general existential stuff). likes a challenge. shows affection via mutual snark and/or deep talk about the universe. doesn't know much about planes but likes listening to tails talk about them.

is so hard on himself that he seriously contemplates ending his own life if he feels like he has failed his duties. feels like he exists for one purpose, despite his value to the world being much more than that. fears leaving his post because of multiple terrible experiences around leaving the master emerald unguarded, making him paranoid and wary, but his initially justified fear ends up isolating him and stunting him further. good thing his friends are so insistent on visiting and getting him out to see the world - he needs that.

again, is always there when you really need him. isn't good at emotional stuff but is a great shoulder to cry on nonetheless. heart achingly honest and genuine. will say what he thinks. doesn't pick up on social cues very well (autism). doesn't like admitting when HE needs a shoulder to cry on, but his loving friends are there for him even if he doesn't say anything - they know him well.

pushes people away to make himself feel safe and protect his squishy center - some of his best friends annoy the shit out of him because they insisted on being best friends with him anyway. great company once you get to know him. makes people laugh - time spent with sonic has honed his sense of humor.

precise, steady hands. great spatial awareness and reasoning. knowledgable about traditional medicine. is very clean and smells good. punches real good. good at conserving ancient artifacts and ruins - cleaning them, protecting them, maybe even retouching them or making some of his own.

he's so scared of being wronged. he longs for company. he's lonely. he's hard on himself. he's so full of love. he looks amazing in hats. and his song lied he DEFINITELY chuckles

[birdyverdie]

Hiya! Just wanted to drop by and say hi and thanks for reaching out and saying hi on my silly little post about talking about DD :,)

I love seeing all the Paracelsus enjoyers, she is the best shrimp posture doctor. <3 Do you have any personal favourite/niche headcanons for her?

Also good luck with your exams! Are you studying medicine/biomedicine? (I did a few classes a few years ago, and kudos -- it's so much material, especially the anatomy classes.) Do you have a favourite class? :o

Hi hi! :D! I put the personal stuff under a read more because by GOD can I ramble </3

Of course! I always like saying hi to people I see in the Darkest Dungeon tag! I think your art is SO lovely too!! I adore the way you draw Dismas and Reynauld!! They're so shapely in your style <3 pair that up with a Bloodborne crossover?? you're spoiling us fans fr!!

I'm a Para enjoyer first and foremost because I relate with the thirst for random medical knowledge that Para has, and also her bird motif!! (She's bird-like in my heart and soul. And I'm a bird enjoyer <3)

I have a few stray headcanons for her, mostly everything is about her scope of practice because that's where my thought process tends to stray when I study. We know that she's named after the father of toxicology, so most of her study goes into figuring out external agents effects on the human body. Though, I like to imagine her to have side interest in hematology as well! Mixing blood with a bunch of other agents seems like something she would be interested at least. (Perhaps that's how she finds out about blood types...*cough* I've been thinking about writing a Paracelsus fic about this for literal months *cough*)

This is a personal thing of mine, but I refuse to believe that Paracelsus actually believed in Humorism. I mean, the first iteration of it was basically a glorified personality test, nay horoscopes! (Yes I know that knowledge was limited back then, but alas, I'd like to imagine her scope is more experimental than observational.)

So instead I headcanon her to--if not the progenitor of Germ Theory--then at least a constituent of it. I think she and Louis Pasteur would have really fun conversations about it.

Another stray headcanon I have is that she receives the equivalent of a newspaper subscription from historical medical practitioners/researchers. So her daily newspaper could be about Edward Jenner's vaccine studies or Ferdinand Cohn's endospores. I don't care that the two of them existed 100 years apart, if we can have a 7th century BC Roman Vestal and a 14th century Plague Doctor in the same room then I can have Edward Jenner and Andrew Wakefield ("vaccines cause autism" guy) duking it out in scientific papers that Paracelsus reads like a WWE match.

Thank you for the luck fellow science enjoyer! Are you also studying medicine :0!?

Thankfully, my exam period is finally over, so I'm taking it easy with recuperating with the post-exam burnout :P And I'm a health major with a nutrition minor, but with a program path towards perfusion! My far-future end goal is to become a surgeon, but due to life circumstances I'll have to settle for perfusion for the time being :P Which I don't mind at all! I think it's such an interesting field, and a hidden hero for many cardiac surgeries! I also really like learning about the circulatory system so I think it's a little perfect ehehe :D!

My favorite class is currently Anatomy & Physiology, I have a really good professor this year, but my god It's actually a lot more complex than I thought it was gonna be while walking in. I genuinely thought it was mostly memorizing like...the bones of the skeleton and perhaps the muscles or something like that. Nahhh it takes a lot of micrology concepts too ;; Which I don't mind! But some days I'm staring at some topics like the neuromuscular junction and wishing I never knew what acetylcholine was. Though some days I do wish to return to Medical Terminology, that class was what I imagined: simple.

Thank you so much for this ask!! It was lovely talking about it!!

[gamercats-fight]

Morgana from Person 5 vs Krampy from Cattails: Wildwood Story. Vote for your fav!!

Need help picking? Check down here!

Morgana - P-Studio - 2016 - Anthropomorphic tuxedo cat:

-If we’re including his abilities in Mementos/Palaces then he has a clear advantage of being able to use his persona to cast spells as well as fight. He also uses a curved sword and a slingshot. If hurt he also has healing spells. His appearance in this form is mascot-esque, but don’t let his big head fool you—he’s quite agile. Having a persona at all grants the wielder extreme abilities. Fast enough to dodge lightning, take incredible damage and even able to fight against gods. This strength is only granted in places they can summon their persona, i.e. not the real world.

Even in his cat form while in the real world, he is extremely dexterous: able to pick locks. He’s also taken a kick from a guy and having a metal briefcase land directly on his head following a bit of a fall. Not altogether impressive but still something for a cat to endure. He’s also smarter than the average cat, giving him a nice advantage.

He does eventually become human in Persona 5 Royal, but is just a cat at the end of the original game.

-He can turn into a car and run over any competition. He’s a master thief and fought god once. Also he has a slingshot.

-1: THIS CAT IS A HEALER! He gets the best healing spell in the entire game and when I got it on him, I don't think he ever left my party

2: THIS CAT CARES ABOUT YOUR HEALTH AND WELL BEING! It's become a meme at this point, but Mona wants you to go to sleep >:(

(P5 Spoilers Beyond this Point)

3: THIS CAT IS THE COLLECTIVE HOPE OF HUMMANITY! It's explained late game, but Morgana was created through the last scraps of humanities hope against the false god that the party eventually fights

4: THIS CAT EXPOSED A MURDERER! Its not important but the scene IS funny so I feel obligated to mention it.

THIS CAT IS YOUR BUDDY AND I LOVE HIM AND WILL DEFEND HIM WITH MY DYING BREATH!!!!

-Everyone hates him for the stupid “go to sleep” mechanic + some of his issues with another character but he’s such a good boy i love him so much. he’s always with you, helping you out and supporting you! plus he’s so little brother coded oh my god. baby. baby boy. spoilers for p5: also he’s literally the manifestation of hope like guys. hope is a cat. hope is stored in the cat.

Krampy - Falcon Development - 2023 - Gray tabby medicine cat

-He's so autism

-Cattails is like Stardew Valley for warrior cat fans, and Krampy is a fan favorite for several good reasons. He's a kind of eccentric medieval doctor who also has trouble relating to other cats because of his weird experiments and love of leeches, but that passion also makes him very charming as a character. He's got a tendency to ramble and tell long stories and is just really wholesome all around. Also he wears a plague doctor mask which is just a really cool design choice.

-The iconic doctor of the Mystic Colony. Who doesn't want a medicine cat with a plague mask?? And they are a real character too. Some of their best quotes:

"“Actually, I don't believe we've been introduced. I am Krampy the doctor, and don't worry! I am not a bird. Although when I had that concussion, I did think I was... ... What was I saying again?"

“Greetings young kitten. Do you mind if I put leeches on your tail? It's for science. And, I think it would be funny. Or I could do it to myself... But then what will I do tomorrow?"

“I think you should wear a beaky mask, it will protect you in this world. I wish not to see my friends hurt. Although that is bad for business... bit of a double-edged sword. Don’t get hurt too often!”

“You have the worst-smelling miasma I have ever smelled! I can smell you from miles away! Why don't you roll in some garbage? - It can only improve your odor, and you end up where you belong!"

[dirtytransmasc]

Is Spider human body dying? If that’s the case then mama Neytrir and the rest of the fam would then feel like getting the boy an avatar is there only option to save him. And when it’s finally made they befo wouldn’t wast time to get him into the avatar body. But image when he wakes up and he’s just really out of it( he’s kinda just a little bit drunk at first). While everyone is crying for joy and Neytiri just takes him into her arms while Jake holds his hands while moving his hair out of his face, while everyone else is just either crying for joy for just partying.

meanwhile Spiders just like: o m g IM BLUE AND TALL.

(I apologize in advance, I got really technical and drawn out, cause autism or something, lol)

spiders body was left too weak and damaged after such a traumatic injury (they tend to use bigger guns with bigger bullets on the na'vi, so it was a lot for such a tiny body), the amount of blood loss, and the after effects of such an injury (infection, organ function complications, etc.). there was little chance he would wake up and his body, more specifically his mind, didn't take well to being in a coma. some people can 'fade' as a result of being in a coma, and more specifically, being locked in an unconscious body out of their control. this can cause both mental and physical shutdown, which would be devastating to watch, as little can be done for it besides putting him on more and more forms of life support. (don't mind me, I hyperfixated on medicine for years, I know too much)

so the rush to make spider an avatar would be kinda hectic because they're trying to beat the ever-ticking countdown before spider has shut down past the point that he could be placed into an avatar safely, let alone, pass through the eye of Eywa. aside from getting eh actual materials to make an avatar, there's the grow time itself; assuming it takes 3-5 years (they say 3 years ship time 5 years earth time, I'm not physics smart, I don't know what that means) to grow an avatar to around 20ish years old, it would take 2 or 3 to grow one around spider's age. that's 2 or 3 year they barely have, let alone the time to gether materials.

so to say that the sully's are an emotional wreck is an understatement. neytiri has to face that fact this could all be for nothing. the danger her family pus themselves through, raiding the RDA, moving materials, tracking labs and transits; the time, effort, and supplies taken from the scientists that still remained on their side; the stress she was putting herself and her kids through. it could all be for nothing, she may still lose her child, her baby.

jake, and subsequently neteyam and lo'ak putting themselves through hell on raids, all while stressing about their child. having to pick between being out in the field or being home; being in the field gives them a better chance of bring home the materials they need, but they have to give up what might be the last little bit of time they have with their son/brother. stay home, and they guarantee his demise. no father nor brother should ever have to make that choice.

kiri and tuk have to watch both their brother and mother fade away, withering. they know that if he does die, they won't just be losing him, they'll be losing her as well.

all in all, its a rough time, for all of them. years knowing spider is stuck just beyond a hazy wall out of their reach, knowing that they might have been too late from the start, watching all the little moving parts come together and praying that it all ends well.

and finally, by the grace of Eywa, the avatar is complete; its young, they didn't want to risk pushing spider any farther, so its only 13/14ish but its more then enough for them, and they assume spider won't be too miffed about it.

the transfer was stressful, his brain activity was good, but max and norm are not the best when it comes to whispering, so they all get a nice loud and clear message that there's still a chance for it all to go wrong in a split second. they watch with bitten lips and trembling hands grasping to one another (they use the avatar pods the first time round, cause y'know, taking a person in a coma, underwater, to use the spirit tree... not the best idea, especially when you don't know exactly what's gonna happen). but as soon as the machine starts going and no one's voice gets particularly anxious as they bark instructions and information at one another, it feels like the weight it lifting off their shoulders, and when the sounds stop and the na'vi body on the other side of the glass window starts shifting its like they can all breath again, they have their boy back, their baby.

then its only a matter of keeping neytiri back long enough for the science pukes to do what they need to, which is completely unsuccessful. then theirs a chorus of moaning and groaning from the kids as neytiri and jake are allowed to be with spider as he wakes up and they're not ("it's just a safety concern" max, probably. "well you can stick your 'safety concern' up my a-" tuk, probably, she's a big girl now).

its definitly a lot on spider, he's been stuck in his own head for like, 4 or 5 years, now he's in a whole new, blue, body. he comes into the world hearing his mother's cries and feeling his dads hands practically holding him together. its nice, even if he has no idea what's happening.

neytiri pets at his hair and lets her fingers run over his features, kissing his forehead and holding onto his hand as he started to weakly wiggle his fingers; reminding jake of his first time waking up. jake was too busy feeling his sons unaided breath going in and out of his chest where his palm rested, feeling a heart beating stronger than it had in years, watching his eyes flutter as he adjusted to the light. such little things felt like blessings.

eventually spiders able to figure everything out enough to just let a breathy little "oh shit" out, earning a laugh from his dad. he hears his mom smack him, laughs a little himself, he missed this. then that hits him, it must have been a long time since... since he almost died, his family's probably been waiting on him for a while, his mama's been waiting for him.

he's clumsy like a newborn baby, but he turns to where he's pretty sure his mom is sitting, curling into her as she wraps him in her arms. she missed this, feeling him move under her arms, not lying against her still and lifeless. this was nice, this was good, this was right.

and after a while of laying against his mama he hears movement, and talking, so much talking. he's barely even awake but he knows that all his siblings have gathered around him. his dad's attempt to fend them from smothering him fail; he's got tuk in his lap, kiri wrapped around his shoulders, both of his brothers were close by, lo'ak at the end of the bed, neteyam at the head with his hand in spider's hair.

he feels loved and it feels fucking fantastic, he's been getting bits and pieces of his family's affections over eywa only knows how long, so to be touched and loved on and talked to, it feels great. he soaked it all up, letting it bring him fully into his body.

as his sight and hearing clear up he finally gets a good look at his family; neteyam is all grown up and a carbon copy of their mama, lo'ak looked just like jake too, tuk was almost all grown up, he missed so much of her childhood, and kiri looked like grace, full of piss and vinegar yet so beautiful, one with the great mother and nature and him, his heart. his siblings had changed so much, in all fairness he had too, but he felt like he had been robbed of so much, they had been robbed of him.

he looked to his parents, the white strands in his mother's hair, tattling on the stress she was trying to hide with her bright smiles. jakes eyes were tired, his face held more lines in it, and his shoulders sagged.

they'd been through enough, him, his family, his people, so he was going to take this new body and new chance at life with stride and pray that eywa would be good to them.

"I'm fucking blue motherfuckers," he announced, finally pulling himself up to sit, getting his brothers all riled up and a tired shake of the head from kiri.

"yeah your fucking blue, now relax before you upset norm and max, mama might kill them if they try and take away visitation rights." kiri scolds, gently of course.

he mocked a yeah yeah, attempting to flick his tail at her, with no avail.

"hey dad, is this what it felt like when you first used your avatar? all mushy and weird." he turns to look at jake, completely and blissfully unaware of the bomb he's about to drop on jake.

"yeah kiddo, but you break it in a bit and it feels normal," he looked... happy, but sad.

dad

oh, fuck... thats the first time jake had heard him say that since that day.

"wanna take it for a spin kid? with your mama's permission of course..." his eyes anxiously scanned his mates face, clearly trying to distract both of them from the mental trip they just went on.

he felt his mom wrap around him tighter, hissing a bit before relenting, "10 minutes jake, or so help me," the threat rumbled low in her core, she would have her baby returned to her in 10 minutes or the only person who could protect jake was Eywa herself.

"got it, come on kid, up on your feet," jake ordered in that stupid fake military voice he'd used since they were kids, holding out a hand, pulling spider to his brand new feet with ease.

his siblings jumped up to follow, kiri and tuk dragging their mother along, and for the first time ever, he went outside and breathed the air of his people without a mask or pain, he could trot along with his siblings, and his senses were razor sharp.

his mother stayed close, keeping a hand in his hair, guiding him with her tail as if he truly was a newborn. her smiles was worth it though, bright and relieved as she watched her children and mate finally finding peace. his siblings dancing around him, lo'ak and tuk in particular while neteyam and kiri watch on feigning disappointment.

he could get used to this, he will get used to this.

[gaystims]

How to make headcanon GIF's

What you will need

VLC media player

A video/edpisode/series/ect of the character you're making headcanons for

EzGif

Photopea

What you should probably have (not required)

A VPN

The whole series of whatever you want to GIF

An Adobe account so you can use Abobe express

A hard drive (this shit takes up a LOT of space, especially if you're batch downloading a series)

Now that you have all the basics let's get started!

Step one: Choosing a character

Obviously this process will vary from person to person, sometimes a headcanon is hard to prove with canon, sometimes it's easy.

For this we're going to go easy so we will be making GIF's of Maomao from the Apothecary Diaries displaying autistic symptoms.

She's basically a cat so this won't be too hard (does anyone else remember the autism cat or am I just old?)

Step two: Downloading the source

This can be a difficult process and (while I'm more than happy to help) I won't be sharing where I download anime from (Loose lips sink ships) although a quick google search into how to torrent anime will work.

Anyway I have the whole series downloaded for this, it's much easier to do the whole series.

Step three: Cutting the video/finding a scene to GIF

Best way to do this? Get your autism glasses on and pick up on all the details that make you think this character is autistic.

For me, one of the 'signs' is the way Maomao is obsessed with poisons and herbalism, so a good scene for me to GIF is when she's allowed into the doctors medicine draws.

But how do you clip a scene from a whole vedio?

Simple, you record the scene you want to GIF with VLC! Just hit the red dot (circled in red here) and let the scene play out!

I would personally allow a few seconds before the specific scene and a few seconds after to play, because sometimes the video can glitch.

Step four: Making the GIF

Next you'll need to go to EzGif and upload the clip you made, if the clip you made is too long you can use Adobe Express to trim it.

When your video is uploaded (it can take a while sometimes) you need to trim the length to the closest second that shows what you want to GIF, then you need to edit the GIF size so it's not too big for tumblr.

Here are the measurements we use!

Hit confirm and now you have a GIF!

Step five: Cropping and trimming

At the bottom of your GIF you should see a row of options of what to do with it.

Personally I would crop the GIF first and then do frames because frames takes longer to load larger GIF's.

To crop I hit the square option and drag out the edges, then process the GIF. Then I hit frames and press skip for any frames I don't want in the end GIF.

Then save it.

Step six: Adding Text

Now you will need Photopea where you will need to open the GIF.

I have a file saved for the text so I can copy and paste what I want it to say so it looks the same, for you though you need to type the text out.

Hit the text button (red) and then type out what you want it to say, change the font with the blur circled and the outline/font color with green.

I personally use a rainbow overlay for the text because I'm ~fancy~ and the autism symbol is mostly represnted as a rainbow.

Step seven: Exporting as a GIF

After typing out what the scene represents, you need to save the GIF.

Go to File > Export as > GIF

Step eight: Repeat eight times

And then you stick them all together and make a board

This is the finished GIF set for this tutorial!

[justwearthegoddamncardigan]

Hello:)))

I haven't seen anything against this but if u feel uncomfy with this just ignore it please!

Could you do a newt x autistic fem!reader? Like they find it hard to deal with noise, panic attacks, stims, hyperfixations and being tired from masking?? Again if this makes you uncomfy please ignore it. Thanks:))))

Ahhhhh thank you for this ask!! Don't worry it's not uncomfortable at all - I just want to make sure my representation is done well ❤❤

Tides

Newt x autistic!fem!reader

Set during tmr (movieverse)

Notes: okay so, so far in my fics I've written representations of asexual and deaf people. With the ace!reader I wrote that from my own experiences, and for the deaf!reader I've had interactions with the deaf community, so I had a bit of background. However, I don't know a lot of autistic people, so my representation in this fic is completely research-based. Please let me know if anything should be changed - it is really not a problem to go through and make edits

Warnings: language, feelings of insecurity due to autism, panic attacks, minor injuries (some blood and stitches, not detailed though)

You think you've acclimated to the Glade pretty well.

The first day was... pretty shit.

You'd been dropped in a strange place, blocked in by a massive hulking Maze, and you spent the whole day forcing yourself to maintain eye contact and make awkward conversation with people who were clearly trying their best to be friendly (or flirtatious, but you ignore those).

You think back to that first night, during the celebration bonfire.

This whole bonfire situation is starting to overwhelm you. You can hear the raucous shouts of drunk boys bombarding your senses, and their voices overlap to form a huge wall of noise that starts to crash down on you.

It's like you're drowning. You feel your breaths start to quicken and your palms grow sticky, and something in you tells you to get out.

You stand abruptly, walking quickly away from the group and into the open field.

You gulp in deep lungfuls of the cool night air and try to calm yourself, not bothering to wipe away the tears sliding down your face.

Newt had come to find you that night, and had comforted you gently.

In an overwhelmed rant, you'd ended up spilling out all your feelings and explaining your issue with the noise of the other Gladers.

You remember stepping back, terrified that you sounded crazy or weird, but Newt had actually understood what you were going through, and kept you company in the field for the night.

⭒----⭒

"Morning Y/n," greets Jeff as you enter the medical hut.

You'd been chosen to be a Medjack by the end of your first week, and have been training for a while now.

You mostly watch Clint and Jeff bandage the regular scrapes, and practice making the cures and salves from the herbs and medicines in the storage cupboard.

There are tens of ingredient combinations for each different cure, but you memorised them all within a week. You'd stolen Jeff's booklet of cure methods and learnt them while reading at breakfast, fingers tapping on the table as your eyes flicked across the pages.

You're always moving your hands, whether that's drumming your fingers on whatever surface is near, or shaking your hands, or just playing with your fingers.

You get some weird looks for it sometimes, and usually end up shoving down the instinct.

You don't read at lunch though, cause Newt always flops down and starts ranting about whatever Glade disaster he had to deal with in the morning. You love chatting with him and Minho, and Alby too when he pops up on occasion.

You were worried that after your spill in the field on the first night Newt would treat you differently, but he mostly just made subtle movements to make you comfortable.

He always finds you on the nights you stay up for hours mass-making salves for burns that haven't even happened, too lost in your work to notice that the rest of the Glade has already gone to bed.

On some of those nights he simply provides quiet company by sitting in one of the medical beds, but if he think's you're not sleeping enough he'll persuade you to stop your task and go to bed.

⭒----⭒

Most days you can hide your differences.

You can force yourself to hold your hands still and look straight into people's eyes when they're talking, and smile along.

But it's exhausting, and it's all started to build up in your head.

One afternoon, you're still worn out from trying to just act normal the previous night, and it's not at all helped by the commotion outside.

The yelling fills your ears and swells as the voices grow closer to the medical hut.

"What's going on?" mutters Clint, looking out the window in frustration.

You focus and try to tune out the noise, going back to the hangover cures you're making for the next Greenie bonfire.

"Hey! We need Medjacks!" calls the boys from outside.

"Shuck," says Jeff, rushing out to check on them.

"C'mon Y/n, sounds like a few injured," says Clint, lightly touching your shoulder.

You shrug the hand off automatically, before realising and sending him an apologetic look. "I'm sorry," you say, looking down.

"Nothing to be sorry for," replies Clint with an easy smile. Then he looks outside, concerned. "I'll go out with Jeff, you stay and prepare the hut."

You nod and wrench your focus away from the hangover cures.

Alright Y/n, you can do this. You lock down that feeling of wrong that comes from forcing yourself away from making the cures when you were fully immersed in them just seconds ago.

You're usually pretty good with patients, but you're drained from way too many difficult interactions last night, plus the noise from outside the hut.

The noise gets worse as a bunch of boys barge through the door.

"Accident with the Builders," explains Clint as he stumbles in holding up an injured Glader.

The guy probably fell from one of the roofs.

Clint manoeuvres the guy onto a bed and turns to you. "Jeff and I 'ave gotta deal with this guy, can you check on the rest?"

"Okay," you respond, head starting to ache from the noise.

The rest aren't really injured, just a bit scratched or bruised.

There's one guy that needs stitches though, so you sit him down on a bed and give him some anaesthetic.

"Woah, what are you doing with that?" he yelps as you lift a needle.

"You need stitches," you tell him, gesturing to his arm like it's obvious, cause it is.

"C'mon, man suck it up," jeers one of the other Builders.

You're head begins to pound.

You reach out and hold his arm steadily as you begin stitching the wound closed.

The noise has passed breaking point by a long way now, as the boys start shouting "ew" and "dude, can you feel that".

The sound of their voices increase tenfold as Newt walks into the hut.

"Alright, what the shuck happened?" he demands.

He doesn't see you surrounded, caged in on your low stool with tall boys standing around you yelling.

Your breaths start shuddering through your chest and you grip your needle tighter to stop your shaking hands as you struggle to finish the stitches.

The boys start loudly explaining their stories.

"Gally was just barking orders-"

"And Ryan fell off his shuckin' ladder-"

"-idiot kicked me in the face on the way down."

"Then Pete sliced his goddamn arm open-"

The sound of their voices lances through your head and you rush to finish and bandage Pete's arm, tossing the needle on the table and raising your hands to cover your ears.

You squeeze your eyes shut, hunching over and hyperventilating at this point.

You need out. You need to get away. But there's people all around you, and the exit is so far away.

"Hey, uh- You okay?" Pete's worried voice barely manages to cut through the waves of noise crashing over you.

"Oi, move aside." Newt shoves through the wall of people, and he inhales sharply as he sees you.

"Alright. Everyone out," he commands, pointing out the door. "You too Pete."

Newt tugs the curtain closed around the cubicle and bends down beside you.

"Y/n, hey, hey. Can you hear me? Just breath, you're okay." He reaches out and gently guides your hands from their clamped position over your ears.

"That's good. You hear me now, yeah? It's just us. I promise it's okay. You wanna open your eyes?"

Your breaths slow down a little as you open your eyes and meet his concerned gaze.

He gives you a smile. "That's really good, Y/n. Just focus on me. Here, breathe with me."

You sit there for a few minutes, just inhaling and exhaling and matching Newt's rhythm.

You let out a shaky breath. "Thanks," you say, voice scratchy.

He opens an arm in offer, and you know that you could say no with a simple shake of the head.

But the comfort would be nice right now.

You slide off the stool and onto the floor with him, slumping against his body and pressing your face into his shoulder as he rubs soothing circles on your back.

⭒----⭒

Dinnertime passes and you stay in Medjack hut, continuing with the hangover cures you were making earlier.

It calms your head; first bottle, one drop, second ingredient, mix, next component, etc, then repeat the whole thing.

"Hey." Jeff knocks gently on the door. "Some of the boys wanna apologise for earlier. I told them I'd just pass the message on."

"Thank you," you say with a smile.

"Here, Clint got some dinner for you." Jeff sets the plate down on your table. "Make sure you don't sleep too late, okay?"

You nod. "Promise."

"Alright, night Y/n."

⭒----⭒

You definitely do not keep to that promise.

When there's enough hangover cures for the next three months, you move on to stomach medicine and re-rolling bandages, then you rearrange the entire storage cupboard and wash all the equipment.

You don't even know how much time has passed until Newt walks in.

He doesn't say anything, just leans on the wall until you see him (which takes a concerningly long period of time).

"Newt," you say, only half surprised.

"I missed you at dinner earlier."

He catches your guilty glance at the food on the table, now cold.

"Ah." He picks up the plate. "We'll get you breakfast tomorrow. Come with me to the bin."

Your gaze flicks back to the work table, calling you to come back and keep making the cold cures.

"Y/n, please walk with me." He gives you an pointed look and raises his eyebrows. Then he extends his hand towards you with a grin.

You huff and push away from the table, grabbing his hand and interlocking your fingers with his as you stand in the doorway.

He looks at you, thrown off for a second.

You tilt your head at him. "Are we gonna go or..."

"Yeah, let's go," he says, breezing out. You laugh as he yanks on your hand to pull you with him.

"Are you okay, after earlier?"

"I think so. Or at least, I will be, after a while."

He tosses the food in the bin and turns to you.

"So why aren't you sleeping then?"

"Why aren't you?" you shoot back.

"I was waiting for you," he responds easily.

It's a simple sentence, but it warms you all the way down to your toes.

"I won't be able to sleep, even if I go to bed," you admit. "Too much going on in here," you say, tapping your head with a finger.

He seems to think for a moment. "Walk with me again."

"Where?"

"Keepers' personal huts," he replies, grinning.

You stop walking for a second, and he turns to face you.

"Unless-"

You step forward and take his hand again. "I really think it's unfair that you guys get your own huts."

The grin returns.

"I'm just walking there with you, though," you clarify with a raised eyebrow.

The moon illuminates his smile. "Of course."

Your heartrate picks up a little as you walk closer - but in the good way, like fluttering.

You and Newt have sort of been dancing around each other for a while. You're not oblivious, and you know how you feel, but you haven't done anything about it so far.

You’ve been trying to hype yourself up to confess your feelings, but you haven’t been able to do it yet.

Part of you is worried he’ll be creeped out by how you feel for him. Who would want to deal with all your problems in a relationship?

But at the same time you can see that he likes you too, at least a little bit.

You know he cares about you from the way he takes care of you and genuinely wants to know you.

And you’re pretty sure it’s not just friendly feelings. He always blushes at your embarrassingly lame attempts at flirting, and you think he tries to flirt back in his own way. You're not sure about that one though.

Anyway, you get to his hut, and he opens the door and walks in.

"Y/n." You realise you've been standing in the doorway for while now.

"Yeah."

"Close the door behind you," he says, deliberately vague.

He turns and starts casually rearranging the few things in the room, giving you time to decide.

You glance at the door handle.

Then you step into the room and shut the door behind you.

He sits on the bed, fiddling with the blanket nervously.

You both seem to keep switching from confident to shy, like tides pulling back and forth.

It's getting old. You definitely need to confess soon, and just get it all out.

There's one low-burning torch in the room, so you can see as he moves to lie down on the bed.

The other side of the bed has more than enough room for you to fit comfortably.

"Y/n. I'm not gonna do anything," he says softly.

You snort. "That's a great line."

You can feel the way he rolls his eyes. "Let's just sleep, okay?"

You move carefully into the bed beside him, pulling the blanket over yourself.

There's a safe distance between the two of you, and you lie on your sides facing each other.

There's a few beats of silence before Newt speaks again.

"You're still awake."

You huff out a soft laugh. "That would've been a fast time to fall asleep in."

He doesn't respond.

You sigh. "Everything is too much," you tell him. "I can't- There are too many feelings. The noise from earlier... everyone was just yelling so much, and it's like it's still in my head."

He nods understandingly.

"Okay," he says. "Let's try something. Listen out, what can you hear?"

You sigh again. "It's not that easy."

"I know, just humour me."

"Okay. I can hear..." you pause listening. "There's a bit of breeze."

"From where?" he asks, shifting slightly.

"The w- window." Your voice stutters as his hand brushes yours, both your arms bent at the elbow.

Oh. That's what he's doing.

"I can hear you," you say quietly.

"You can," he agrees. He brushes his fingers with yours again.

"Oh for fuck's sake." You grab his hand and hold it properly.

He lets out a soft chuckle. "So, is the noise any better?"

"Yeah..." You can't concentrate. You're basically breathing the same air as him now.

"There was one other thing," you say. "Keeping me up."

"And what was that?"

You've just gotta tell him. It's taking up way too much energy to keep it down.

"I kind of like you," you whisper. "Without the kind of. I mean, I like you. A lot. Was kinda hoping you feel the same."

Your heart drops for a second when he lets go of your hand, but he just moves to pull you closer. You melt against him, tangling your legs together as he wraps his arm around your waist.

"I like you too," he says. "Also a lot."

"Okay," you say, smile stretching involuntarily. "That's all, then. I think I can sleep now."

"Yeah? I'm glad." He pauses. "One more thing though."

"Hm-" he cuts you off with a kiss.

You pull back, surprised.

"Shuck, shuck, sorry. I meant to ask but then I got... and I forgot, shuck-"

"Newt. It's fine. Just caught off guard."

"Oh, okay."

There's a pause.

"Newt?"

"Yeah"

You lean in, and he meets you in the middle.

You fall asleep easily after that, after exchanging a few more soft kisses.

This one was pretty rushed at the end so it probably feels a bit messy there. I might go back and edit but every time I say that I don't do it so we'll see. Apologies for the weird ending, for now.

Side note that I desperately wanted to have in the fic but couldn't figure out how to squeeze in:

Y/n gets tired of suppressing her stims sometimes (the hand movements and tapping stuff) so sometimes Newt's just like 'here' and they sit together while she plays with his hands instead of her own. They get a pen and sometimes she just draws stars and hearts all over his hands.

Thank you for anon for requesting, and thank you for reading!

@idkwhattonamethishi16 thank you for the lovely words I’m glad you enjoyed ❤️ (writing this here cause my comment thing doesn’t work lol)

[iwant-fuitgummi]

Liyue Headcanons pt. 1! (pt. 2 here)

Xiangling

she/her

16

Transgender Girl, Aroace

Family: Chef Mao (Dad), Xingqiu (FF Brother), Yaoyao (FF Sister)

Best Friends: Yun Jin, Xinyan

I tried to make her a bit chubbier but idk. Editing companion icons are hard, it's easier to just draw her. But I have artblock rn, sooooo

She has autism and ADHD. Her special interest is cooking!

She sees Yaoyao as a little sister. Not only did she teach her how to cook, but she also taught her how to use her polearm.

She makes offerings to the stove god, both at an actual shrine and by just giving Guoba snacks.

She hates wearing makeup, but often helps Xinyan and Yun Jin do theirs before performances.

Xiangling caters Xinyan and Yun Jin's concerts.

She adventures with Xingqiu and Chongyun. She also brings a picnic basket along in case they get hungry.

Xingqiu

he/they/one

16

Transgender Boy, Gay

Dating Chongyun

Family: Guhua Clan, Xiangling (FF Sister)

Best Friend: Chongyun

I edited him so that he has little hair flippies that resemble horns. He's an evil little goober.

Takes Chongyun on dates to Wuwang Hill.

Secretly slips small bits of chili powder into Chongyun's food to try and help him build his spice tolerance (it never works).

Xiangling was his first friend and they now regard her as more of a sister than a friend.

They play chess with Yanfei every Saturday.

His right hand has prosthetic fingers. He accidentally cut them off while training. He's since learned to write with his left hand.

Ningguang

she/her

33

Cisgender Woman, Lesbian

Married to Beidou

Family: Kazuha (FF Son)

Best Friend: Yelan

Baizhu

he/they/xe/al/aloeself

39

Transgender Man, Asexual, Homoromantic

Family: Qiqi (Adopted Daughter), Changsheng

Best Friend: Zhongli

Baizhu has multiple sclerosis. He is completely blind in the right eye and wears a brace on his left hand. They often need a cane to help them stabilize themself.

The medicine that Baizhu takes makes his hands incredibly shaky.

Baizhu sometimes becomes nonverbal and Changsheng will help communicate for xem.

Baizhu braids Qiqi’s hair every morning so she can remember what he looks like. 

Baizhu initially took in Qiqi in order to pursue his goals of immortality, but eventually became incredibly attached to her and ended up adopting her. Although Qiqi technically doesn’t need to sleep, he renovated an old guest room in his house to be her bedroom. He took her to the store and let her pick out random things she likes to decorate her room with. She forgets about these things a lot, and gets excited when she sees them (which makes Baizhu super duper happy). 

Half of Changsheng’s enclosure is decorated to look like a tiny human bedroom and the other half is a normal snake enclosure. The cage is huge, so it’s more like two different enclosures. Before Baizhu started taking xyr medicine, xe decorated it with tiny furniture xe bought from Changshun.

Baizhu is an amazing chef. Al makes all of aloes meals aloeself, it’s very therapeutic for al. They have a very restricted diet, so it’s not like they can trust other chefs 100%. It’s just the safest way for al to get the best food.

He also prepares meals for Changsheng (and Qiqi, when she feels like eating).

Although Baizhu isn't in a relationship, Gui has a crush on him.

Baizhu occasionally flirts with Zhongli, but never tries to actually ask him out. He knows that he's Rex Lapis, and also knows that he's gonna die young. He doesn't want him to mourn losing a lover.

Qiqi

she/it

8

Family: Baizhu (Adopted Dad), Changsheng, Herbalist Gui (FF Uncle), Xiao (FF Brother)

Best Friend: Yaoyao

Qiqi often calls Gui "Uncle Gui"

Whenever it sees Zhongli, it asks if he's Baizhu's husband.

She has really bad sensory issues. Because of this, Baizhu keeps things with problematic textures out of the house and the pharmacy.

I don't have many other thoughts about her, I really like her character the way it is.

Zhongli

he/they/she/one

~41 (Physically), 6000+

Genderfluid, pansexual

Family: Xiao (FF Son), Ganyu (FF Daughter), Hu Tao (FF Daughter), Xinyan (FF Granddaughter)

Best Friends: Venti and Baizhu

Zhongli is the oldest Archon, so he is the most affected by erosion. This has caused Fibromyalgia. He has bouts of amnesia. His body also stiffens up at random. He gets awful headaches when he's reminded of Guizhong. He gets medication from Baizhu, but they don't always work.

They have a pet cat. It's a devon rex named Haoyu. He comforts them when they feel lonely and miss their old friends.

Zhongli has a crush on Baizhu, but doesn't know how to approach it. She's had many mortal lovers, but it always hurts when they go. Because of this, she pushes her feelings away.

Spends a lot of time in shrines, spending most of his mora on offerings to his old friends.

Xiao

he/him

~23 (Physically), ~2000

Agender, Bisexual

Family: Yakshas (FF Siblings), Zhongli (FF Dad), Ganyu (FF Sister), Hu Tao (FF Sister), Arataki Itto (FF Brother), Wanderer (FF Cousin)

Best Friend: Traveler

Xiao and Itto are pen pals after the chasm incident. Xiao doesn't want to admit it, but Itto reminds him of Bosacius. This makes him think of him as a brother.

Xiao has a soft spot for Qiqi and sees her as a little sister

He has a crush on Venti, but pushes it down. He feels like it makes him weak.

He teaches the kids in Qingce Village how to fight using a polearm. He makes sure to tell them to only use it for self defense. He's surprisingly good with kids.

He talks to the Wanderer (I named him Kunimitsu so that's what I'll be calling him) a lot. He and Kunimitsu bond over having archon parents. They're both very aggressive and train together, which some people misinterpret as them trying to kill each other.

Xiao and Kuni see each other as family. They meet in Lumberpick Village where nobody else is around and just kinda sit there in silence. It's not awkward, despite their...personalities.

Chongyun

he/they

17

Cisgender Boy, Gay

Dating Xingqiu

Family: Shenhe (Aunt)

Best Friend: Xingqiu

Lost his leg when he was younger. He was learning to use his vision and accidentally froze it solid, giving him frostbite all over his leg. They had to get it amputated at the hip, so his entire left leg is a prosthetic.

Because of this, he trained his body to resist the cold. It also helps with his pure yang energy.

He gets hot very easily. His clothes are extremely light, including his little hoodie. In fact, the hoodie is only there so that he doesn't get snow in his hair. It gets wet when it melts, and he hates wet hair.

In fact, wet hair is a huge sensory issue for him. He also hates things like lotion and having a wet face.

Autistic with a special interest in ghosts and other supernatural phenomena. He often rants about it to Xingqiu, who listens patiently to everything he says with a happy smile.

He seems very awkward around Shenhe, but he's not. They're just both very quiet people and prefer to just hang out in silence. If they do talk, they only say a few words.

Xinyan

she/her

18

Cisgender Girl, Asexual, Lesbian

Family: Beidou (FF Mom), Kazuha (FF Brother), Yaoyao (FF Sister), Zhongli (FF Grandpa), Childe (FF Brother)

Best Friends: Xiangling, Yun Jin

Xinyan and Childe are penpals. So are Xinyan and Fischl.

Xinyan has severe nerve damage in her hands from pyrotechnics.

She's scared of frogs because, when she was little, she was practicing guitar and a frog jumped out of her case and onto her. She's been freaked out ever since.

Yaoyao

she/her

10

Family: Xiangling (FF Sister), Xinyan (FF Sister), Beidou (FF Mom)

Best Friend: Qiqi

[thatstormygeek]

That’s because the Cass Review rejects the affirming model of care embraced by groups in the US like the American Psychological Association or the American Academy of Pediatrics and instead openly regards medical transitions as an unjustifiable last step to be pursued after blaming a child’s gender nonconformity on anything and everything else—social influences, comorbid mental health disorders, or the influence of social media among them. Contrary to its stated aims, the Review further pathologizes gender nonconformity itself, claiming “social transitions”—which can be as simple as a new haircut and clothes—”may change the trajectory of gender identity development” and thus should be avoided, a slippery slope argument that suggests letting your son play with Barbies will invariably lead to a vaginoplasty so best to hand him the monster truck and nip it in the bud. Most tellingly, the review claims limiting access to hormone treatments for adults may be advisable, theorizing “a follow-through service continuing up to age 25 would remove the need for transition at this vulnerable time and benefit both this younger population and the adult population.” The overall recommendation is to force patients to wait through psychological busywork and relevant-sounding delays, implementing a largely-arbitrary set of hoops to jump through with the hopes the patient just gives up. Focus on the patient’s anxiety, focus on their autism, focus on any other issue except their gender and their desire for a sex change because, as private British medical provider GenderGP said of the report’s underlying assumptions, “cisgender lives are judged to be more valuable or desirable than transgender lives and that healthcare services should prioritise encouraging youth to assume cisgender lives, regardless of the suffering that this causes.”

This is a democratic vision of medicine that doesn’t disregard empirical measures but, in fact, acts in their defense. These advocates rightfully recognizes that standards of evidence often regarded as “objective” are frequently enough built on the subjective biases of researchers and practitioners and the subjectivity of patients is a necessary corrective. Clearly, however, many politicians and right-wing activists are eager to have the medical state return to its role as a reliable partner for eugenic social engineering, closing paths toward “subjective satisfaction” and forcing patients towards rigid, essentialist understandings of not only who gets to be a man or woman but what men and women are for. You see this not only in the Cass Review nor just in regards to transgender medicine; it was a rife theme in the Supreme Court filings and arguments over the FDA’s approval of the abortion drug mifepristone, where a conservative set of doctors—one of whom also authored Indiana’s ban on gender-affirming care—demanded the return of restrictions against the drug which advocates long-held were based in stigma, not evidence.

[...]

The state doesn’t claim banning this care is in the best interests of transgender children—it simply asserts nothing in the Constitution prevents it from doing so. This is why transgender people’s autonomy will either spring from our own humanity and subjectivity or not at all: That right is limited when it is only granted with the blessing of pathology because, when asked to choose between their relationship to power or their relationship to their patients, many doctors like Dr. Cass will go leaps and bounds to choose their power over their patients. For much of the cisgender public—and even some trans advocates—that may come as a surprise. Gender transitions are understood as the treatment for a condition called gender dypshoria rather than a human right. And while the distress and dissociation that we call “dysphoria” is real, gender dysphoria’s existence as a diagnosis is simply the key that unlocks the cage transsexual people are put in to deny us autonomy over our own bodies, tying us to the conditional good will of a biased and compromised medical state.

The doctors who wish to once again be the masters of their abortion patients are now limited to the few cranks and conservative activists who would sign up to overturn the FDA’s approval of mifepristone. Because transgender people’s autonomy challenges more assumptions about gendered life than abortion does, however—negating not just patriarchal power but the naturalized gender binary that serves as its foundation—and transgender people ourselves are still denied representation among the decision-making institutions that govern this care, the doctors running that playbook against us are welcomed as liberators by media outlets and politicians already convinced a transgender life is an unlivable life. As much as 19th-century gatekeepers couldn’t fathom a woman that would want to end a pregnancy in the absence of a life-threatening emergency, 21st-century gatekeepers still can’t fathom the desire to change one’s sex—particularly when the world still treats trans people like shit. Our “subjective satisfaction” is thus steamrolled by supposedly “objective” measures constructed around that failure of their own imagination, our misery living in a transphobic world treated as simply yet another reason to do away with transsexual life altogether.