#autistic Chase Davenport

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does anyone remember the show lab rats?

because i was diagnosed with autism a year ago and the character i related most deeply to for my entire childhood was chase davenport

it all makes sense now

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Autistic Chase Headcannon

This man was SO autism coded it's insane.

(please remember that I myself am Autistic and Adhd so this is coming from someone with autism, adhd and tics. Also Chase is a fictional character and I can hc whatever I want about him)

Since Donald was kind of a dick and absent father, especially in the beginning, Chase's autism went undiagnosed for a long while. Finally, he decided to diagnose himself since he's the smartest man in the world, and he didn't need some doctor trying to test him to see if he's autistic.

Since he has super hearing, he is really sensitive to loud noises, more than most people are. Alarms of any kind often lead to a meltdown. One time all the fire alarms in the house went off at once while he was home alone and Bree and Adam came home to him crying on the floor.

He definitely has tics, and they get worse when he's tired, stressed, or nervous. They're often subtle and come in the form of clicking his tongue, jerking his head, blinking, or tapping his fingers. He does have some more prominent tics, which are often vocal tics. His tics get really bad when he stays up late or when he's worried about a mission. Unfortunately some of his vocal tics sound like insults and sass and Adam can't always differentiate tics from Chase being actually mean.

There are three kinds of meltdowns with Chase:

The one where he's crying on the floor because he feels like he's broken and his life is falling apart.

The one where he gets a little bit evil and starts snapping at people without meaning to, and that sometimes leads to him crying on the floor feeling like a piece of shit because he can't control himself.

Spike. While the commando app often activated when chase appears annoyed, it's actually him being so low on spoons that he just turns evil at any minor inconvenience.

When he can't do something right for the first time he loses his mind and decides to never try it again. He sees himself as a failure for not being able to fold paper stars. When he fails a simple task, he starts wondering if he's worthy of being team leader if he can't even complete a single simple task

He is very visually oriented. He loves looking at visual stimuli. He has several stim toys that are just cool to look at. (Kaz thinks they're boring because they don't make any noise.) He likes the look of fireworks but ABSOLUTELY HATES the sound.

He stims a lot. When hes excited he stims a lot with his hands, and occasionally does an excited dance. He also does an aggressive smile when he's happy. When he's annoyed he tends to make a whiny noise which most people don't recognize as him stimming to regulate himself. He doesn't have too many vocal stim, he used to but was made fun of for having weird ones.

He is very texture oriented when it comes to everything. He wears so many flannels, but they have to be the same fabric as each other. He likes the fabric that they're made out of and doesn't like flannels with different fabrics. He tends to eat the same foods over and over because he knows exactly what they're going to be like. He doesn't like trying new foods because texture can be unpredictable. He tends to not like mushier textures, slimy textures, grainy textures, or sticky textures. He's very particular.

Noises have textures to him. He doesn't like sounds that feel crunchy. He doesn't like loud booming sounds because the texture feels wrong on his ears.

If he didn't have a capsule, he would have to sleep with the same blankets and pillows every night and someone taking one of his comfort items would send him into unease and a possible meltdown.

He obviously doesn't understand social cues. First of all, he grew up in a basement, second of all, autism. So he never really knows when it's his turn to speak or when he's been talking for too long. He can't tell when what he's talking about is boring other people.

He hyperfixates very easily and will slip into this state of being unable to do anything but what he's focusing on. He once coded for 27 hours when left alone, and the others came back to a very jittery, dehydrated and tired Chase who had to be dragged away from the lab.

Since he knows pretty much everything, it's hard for him to have just one special interest. He fixates on anything that interests him, and knows pretty much everything.

[stimboardboy]

evil autism chase davenport

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Fic Name (and link): Feel Like I Could Die Today Series: Lab Rats Characters: Chase Davenport, Marcus Davenport Pairings: N/A Trigger Warnings: Sensory Overload, Autistic Meltdown, Vivid Descriptions of Self Harm Urges (things like ripping your skin off, acid, etc) Important Tags: Autistic Chase Davenport, Autistic Meltdown, Angst, Good Brother Marcus Davenport, Hurt/Comfort, Redeemed Marcus Davenport, Takes Place After Elite Force is Founded. Summary: Protip: Don't spend 12hrs working on code. I don't care if you're bionic, don't do it. Or, I watched Free Guy and was liike wow. Keys is literally so autistic. I wonder if there's any fanfiction of him being autistic and there WAS. Exactly one beautifully written meltdown fic and i was like imma do that imma write a fic inspired by this so i did. (It's linked as the inspiration o7) (title is from A Little Bit Off by Five Finger Death Punch)

Inspired By:

shaking hands

by Anonymous

Chase stared at the computer in his lap. At the screen of code he's been agonizing over for who knows how long. The program wasn't working. It definitely should be, he's gone over the code four times trying to find whatever error he missed but it's yielding nothing but increased frustration when he tests it and nothing happens.

The only option he really has is to restart. But this is hours of work-- hours of slaving over this stupid little laptop that he'd lose because of what's probably one line of code he missed and can't find. He hates restarting, loathes losing hours of progress on a 'first draft.' 

A hand lands on his shoulder, one that's hard and identifiable as Marcus based purely on the fact it's made mostly out of metal. Despite this, his synthetic skin burns against Chase-- which, of course, isn't possible unless he developed a new bionic ability and decided to turn on him-- again-- but chances are pretty low that that's happened.

(Again.)

Still, he shrugs off the hand, turning back to look at the android with wide eyes. Marcus stares back at him with a blank expression, one he wears more often than not now that he's stopped putting up a facade of human emotional responses. "When's the last time he slept?"

Chase just turns back around. He doesn't need this right now, he needs to finish this project. He said he could finish it in a few hours, and it's already well beyond that mark. This program could help take a massive load off Adam, Leo and Marcus until other locations are finished and more mission overseers can be promoted. Hell, it'll even help after that happens.

He scrolls back to the top of the project, trying to scan the code- just one more time- but finds himself squinting beyond diagrams, theories, digital post-it notes and warnings on his information hud. He can barely read any of the letters, numbers and symbols that were supposed to create something helpful but sit there like a useless pile of junk.

Chase swings the mouse over to the New Project button near the top, the sound of plastic on the countertop a grating swoosh of agony that's so much louder than it ever had any right to be.

(Why didn't Douglas give him an on/off switch for his bionics?)

He ground his teeth, a habit that he'd been doing since before he started highschool and one day is going to cost him his teeth. "Dude," Marcus starts, his voice like a freight train in Chase's ear-- it's enough to make him flinch, so the next thing Marcus says he, evidently, turns the volume down so low you wouldn't be able to hear it unless you took his voice box out and put your ear right up next to it, "How long have you been out here?"

Chase continues to glare at the code, another thing popping up on his HUD. The time. 2:32. He'd been working on this for nearly twelve hours.

(Teach him to think "Oh, one more hour can't hurt." Really, he should've learned that six years ago. Probably longer.)

His hands falter, and he pulls them away from the computer enough to notice how much he's shaking, the trembling through his entire body that feels like low-blood sugar and a panic attack had a baby.

(Ew.)

Without the mouse in his hand and the keyboard underneath his fingers, grounding him to the real world and giving him something to focus on, he's overcome with the sudden urge to bang his head on the counter he's working on. Again, this would yield little no results other than pain, and he's overwhelmed enough as it is.

Instead, he reaches his shaking hands up to run through his hair, only to catch the strands in his hand and yank. His scalp burns where he pulls hairs out completely, but he can't bring himself to stop, slowly dragging his still-gripped mess of semi-gelled hair until his slimy hands cover his eyes and he wants nothing more than to be drowned in a vat of acid to get rid of the feeling.

But there are no vats of acid for him to drown himself in, so instead he finds himself standing from the desk with little more than the thought of getting away from the danger of his own senses. Then, he’s standing in the medbay.

The lights are off, and with Douglas gone to the Elite Force and nobody actively injured, it’s empty. Marcus has evidently followed him, something he didn’t notice in the walk in his panic to get out.

His shoes squeak when he tries to rock onto the balls of his feet, a screaming sound that genuinely brings up warning on his HUD. His hands find their way to his arms, too-long nails digging into them. Without the focus of his computer or the code in front of him, all he wants to do is scream and hit things– anything, something to distract from the sensory overload that makes his very skin feel horrible.

Marcus grabs him when his hand first makes contact with his shoulder, solid arms wrapped around him and burying his face in unscented clothes. He squirms, and eventually he finds himself sinking to the floor with Marcus still wrapped around him. His throat burns and his hands hurt, and he doesn’t have the foggiest idea why.

His face is wet, and a sound he can’t identify with his bionics working overtime makes him drag his throbbing hands to his ears. His throat burns, like he got rugburn on his vocal cords. His head hits solid metal, but it doesn’t make the feelings go away. Abruptly, he realizes he’s screaming. The realization makes him snap his mouth shut, carelessly clacking his teeth together so his brain rattles and his jaw aches. A whimper follows and his squirming reignites until Marcus tightens the arms wrapped around him.

He slumps, a broken sob raking along his strained throat. The fight suddenly leaking out of him so he’s just laying against his brother, crying. He feels pathetic, suddenly. Useless– freaking out over a program that would take only a few hours to rewrite.

He opens his mouth to apologize, but all that comes out is a breath of hot air. Above him, he hears things whirr when Marcus activates his voice box and fan, “It’s alright.”

His volume is still low, though it doesn’t grate any more than it would’ve three hours ago. The fan whirring to life makes his chest rumble slightly, a layer of surprisingly calming sensory input that makes Chase wish he hadn’t already slumped so he could simply melt away the tension still writhing in his muscles.

“I know how it is, don’t worry about it,” Marcus continues, chest mimicking the way it’s supposed to move when a human talks, “We can stay here as long as you need.”

One good thing about Marcus being an android: he doesn’t really get bored easily. He really could sit here with Chase for the next few hours with plenty to entertain him, having full access to the internet. He once told them that he could bring up games on his HUD– something Chase is forever jealous about.

However long they lay there, with Marcus positively compressing his brother, it’s long enough for Chase to doze off into a dreamless sleep, where Marcus picks him up and deposits him on the couch in the mentors quarters and settles in on the chair to watch tv until he wakes up.

[marcusisqueer]

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Leo covering chase's ears as if he isn't younger than or the same age as chase

[tabl3]

just realized my Chase is the most bi bisexual to ever exist 😭

he's had serious crushes on 3 girls (Danielle, Sabrina, Reese) and 3 dudes (Jake, Sebastian, Kaz)

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Autistic Chase who struggles with tone and Autistic Oliver who corrects his vocal inflections >:-)

[yourfavisasamefooder]

Chase Davenport from Lab Rats is a samefooder!

requested by anon

[ifmjwasspidey]

chase was so excited during the alien gladiators episode I’m gonna throw something and cry he was so happy and he couldn’t meet prince landor :(

like I know he met him but STILL !!!! I would of thrown something (also spacedog was wonderful)

[nyoaeuikhoudu]

This feels so canon I love it.

Ts is crazy

Making this took like 5 hours and it’s out of sync. But I’m done I’m moving on enjoy pookies

[dolladooley]

there was you | chase davenport

cw: spike

a/n: first time writing fr for this blog ! it was fun and i hope u enjoy :) this takes place in season two. gif credit goes to me 💯

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chase was never the most... socially adept kid. he wasn't objectively cool, popular, or even likable. he was the odd kid. the nerdy one. even before he was allowed out of the lab, there was a clear and noticeable difference between how adam and bree behaved and how he did.

it had its consequences.

too many people had pushed his buttons, one of them being his very own brother, and he snapped. before he could process it, spike had come out to play.

it didn't take long for spike to start wreaking his havoc. cafeteria tables were flipped, the jocks were (once again, for some reason) covered in pudding. students were shouting both instigations and admissions of fear.

you could hear the commotion from the floor above. curious, you slowly wandered down the stairs, immediately taking notice of the panicked silhouettes beyond the cafeteria door's blurred glass. you looked around awkwardly as if anyone else was in the area before you continued your adventure towards the noise, gripping the handrails. and just as you were slowly reaching out to the cafeteria door open, it flung open and you were pushed back. laid out flat on the floor, you rubbed the back of your head and looked up, and the sight you were met with was not at all what you were expecting.

chase.

as if he didn't see or feel you, he aggressively walked toward a locker and ripped the door off its hinges. you squinted at him before you were startled by him throwing the blue metal on the ground. it slid beside you with a loud clang as he turned back to the cafeteria.

"who wants to join that pathetic piece of metal?!"

oh.

of course that wasn't chase. you knew better. you remember learning about this side of him.

the bionic side, that is.

how could you forget it? when you saw him nearly wax the floors with his own body at the sound of the school bell, you couldn't just turn a blind eye. no way. that's when leo just told you everything. he had new bionic siblings. you struggled to buy it, and thought maybe chase was just really autistic or something, but after they demonstrated with a feat of strength, speed, and a forcefield, you opened your mind a little more.

you'd heard of chase's hulk mode, but you never saw it first hand. you were unsure of what to do, but looking towards his siblings, it didn't seem like they had any ideas either. bree and adam were rather frantic. they never knew how to neutralize chase when his commando app was activated. leo tried to play hero and run at him with a chair but he got scared and dropped it, retreating to hide behind adam. you resisted an eye roll.

as for spike, he was on an absolute rampage. he felt great. but then he turned slightly to the right... and there was you.

in chase's eyes, you were a saving grace. an angel. yeah, he liked you. it was hard not to. fortunately for him, it wasn't obvious to you, only to everyone else.

he often thought about the day he met you. he freaked out at the bell, and you offered him your headphones for the day. he never realized people could be so kind. his whole life, he'd been belittled by his brother and his father, and even his sister would poke fun at him occasionally. but then there was you. you were there for him. you hadn't even known him, and you were there for him. the following days and weeks that ensued, you continued to be friendly, and thus continued to be a highlight of his life. deep down, in spike's subconscious, chase was there, and he knew you would be the one to release him from his mental prison.

he was so busy throwing stuff, he didn't notice when you started barreling toward him.

"chase?!" you stood up, running towards him and pulling him aside with all the strength you could muster. "chase! calm down, man-- breathe!"

he snarled at you, and you stepped back cautiously with an glint of fear in your eye.

he huffed.

commando app disengaged.

"...[name]?"

"yeah! yeah, it's me. are you okay?"

he pondered on the question. looking at you, he could see concern had replaced the fear in your eyes.

and now that you were here, he felt fine.

"yeah... yeah, i'm okay."

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chase davenport hcs because why not!!! all proofread by @bpddavenport

AUTISTIC.

ftm [IMO!!]

has a drawer in his room of spare chargers of ANY type

switches between clean cursive or illegible chicken scratch when hes stressed or under pressure

prefers actual headphones over earbuds, but uses earbuds to look 'more normal'

cont. from above hc, he almost always wears noise cancelling earbuds in public for his enhanced hearing

chronic nail biter but also a germaphobe, but carries hand sanitizer w him EVERYWHERE

has the most beat up and abused converse [HIGHTOPS!!!] known to man even though davenport forces him to wear clean ones

listens to white/dark noise to fall asleep

has a modded ti 84 plus ce calculator modded with games [OR a ti inspire]

LMK IF YALL WANT MORE!!! ^_^

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what i wouldnt give for a fic with the prompt “An emergency power outage light or fire alarm or whatever starts beeping every few hours and Chase is constantly getting fucking jumpscared by it” to be written

its sitting in my google docs entirely unstarted and im drowning under the weight of it because damnit thE ANGST POTENTIAL-

(esp with autistic chase getting really bad sensory overload from it and other things and snapping at some point because of it im  j u s t saying)

[davenweenie]

Things I would have done if I had created the show ‘Lab Rats’

FTM trans Chase (obvi)

Autistic Leo and Chase

ADHD Adam and Bree

Brought more focus onto why Donald Davenport was a shitty dad, maybe has character development where he realised how bad he actually was.

Douglas would still be evil but his motives would have been slightly different, he’s hiding under the guise of trying to take power over the world when he actually just wants his kids back.

Trans Douglas, hello????

Trans Douglas who used a donor to have Adam, Bree and Chase (makes more sense than him using a random AFAB person tbh)

Explore how the Rats’ bionics actually work, where they actually have their bionics, how they were implanted, if there were any failed subjects etc

Bree would originally be a tomboy who wants to explore her girlhood but has never had the chance to due to being so sheltered and only raised around boys and raised by a man

She slowly started exploring girlhood, Tasha helps by showing her media that heavily features women, they have a shopping trip where Tasha helps her pick out new outfits

Bree slowly transitions into being a more ‘girly’ girl when she discovers how much she actually enjoys doing and wearing what is traditionally considered more feminine

Chase struggling when they all integrate into the real world, he struggles with his masculinity and how the world views him since things were so much easier when it was just him, his two siblings and their pseudo father

Chase’s insane sensory issues, I’d like to believe he walks around constantly wearing a pair of noise cancelling headphones that Leo let him have

They eventually make him some bionic versions which help block out most noises since his super hearing is too strong for normal noise cancelling headphones

He looks a lil silly but they help, so he continues to wear them on days where he’s really struggling

Adam struggling in school, he cannot function well during school, he’s always frustrated in class because he just can’t retain any of the information and he zones out too much to even focus properly

Chase tries to help by tutoring him but Adam can’t focus long enough for it to have an affect

Chase researches ways to help Adam retain information and figures out that playing catch with Adam helps, the action of tossing and catching a ball occupies his hands as well as keeps his brain in gear enough to focus on the information given to him

Leo having meltdowns during the whole Marcus situation. He hates being accused of lying or accused of doing stuff that he didn’t do. He also hates people not believing him so the whole situation overwhelms him and he ends up having a meltdown practically every day.

Exploring how Trent’s bullying has affected Leo and Chase, how they’re terrified to step foot into school some days in fear of what Trent will do that day

Tasha being completely mortified at the way the Rats were raised, demanding that Donald treat them like kids rather than a science experiment

She considers divorcing him at first but she knows she needs to be there for the kids. They eventually work out their relationship and Donald begins to change he treats the Rats, he’s probably only changing because of Tasha though

Big reveal on why Donald is the way he is towards the kids, they’re not his kids and they’re his brother’s who he doesn’t have a good relationship with, he takes it out on the kids because his brother isn’t there to take his anger out on

The Rats being mad at Donald, huge argument scene where they finally stand up for themselves and tell him that having a poor relationship with his brother was no excuse to treat them the way he did, they were just kids who didn’t have any involvement in their sibling rivalry

Donald becomes a cool uncle rather than extremely strict and controlling father. Douglas becomes more like a cool dad than a cool uncle, he’s too irresponsible to have full control of the decision making so him, Donald and Tasha kinda just Co-parent.

Leo gets full bionics, not just in his leg and arm. He has to train as a student at the academy first but later becomes a teacher like Adam, Bree and Chase.

Bree and Chase still go on to be in the EF but it’s only brief while they handle the whole shapeshifter thing before they go back to the academy. Oliver, Skylar and Kaz go with them. They’re still a team that do missions together but they just live at the academy now.

This was very self indulgent, I hope you like it. Thanks for reading and I’ll probably make more of these. This was fun!

[nyoaeuikhoudu]

Lab Rats/Mighty Med: Elite Force refs

I don't have a social life so I spent all weekend making refs for a show that nobody cares about. EF got the characterization of all the MM kids so wrong, and even messed up Bree's character, which sucks because she was my favourite.

I had to debuff Chase and Skylar so much for this to be equal to the others. I just scrapped any ability that was used once and never mentioned again. And also Sky's super speed because Bree's our speedy girl in this show thank you very much.

Also, one of the biggest mistakes the show made was not letting the kids go to school. We need a second primary location for shenanigans to happen. Anyway they all go to Logan High in this one. Without further ado, here's my Elite Force designs.

the Davenports are a very nuerodiverse family. Bree's got some ADHD in her. She's also a lot more agressive than in the show. She won't hesitate to wrestle with her brothers and roughhouse (I always love it when she tackles them in the show, she's just as dumb and petty as they are, she just has restraint)

the lame Davenport twin! He's a fun killer and we love him for that. Bud's got Autism, high functioning. When he's with the EF, Spike shows up a lot more than with his family (esp at the begining) because being in a new place with new people makes him anxious.

Kaz is full punk. He's somehow got golden retriever and black cat energy simultaniously, and his ADHD mood swings don't help. My personal hc is that Chase hooked up some sort of breathing supports in the freezer so when Kaz overheats he can chill in there (pun intended). My all time favourite of these guys, second only to Bree. He has definately caught on fire more than once.

I hate how EF did him dirty!!! My mans is not a creep or weirdly intrusive! He's antisocial and autistic and trying his best to make friends, but going about it all wrong. He can't fully control his powers, so he gets the handicap of fingerless gloves because he's not strong enough to use his powers through the fabric (at least, intentionally). Like a bug he's attracted to light, and he own four space heaters.

Skylar has the magic ability to be the only nuerotypical kid on the team. She has her own struggles being on another planet and trying to learn to be human. Still loves hanging out with Jordan and Gus, even dragging Bree along to meet her besties (Jordan makes fun of her crush lol). She's the ball of joy that keeps the whole team from tearing eachother's throats out at times. After the events of the wedding, Horace officially adopted her :)