#i like joking around w/him saying we literally even have the same disorders but it's honestly not funny anymore

[aslongasimhereyoureinvincible]

what are your neurodivergent headcanons for hq characters?

asdfjhgfds sorry this has been in my askbox for a few days ive been busy w/ Life Stuff TM but anyways ND haikyuu headcanons lets gooo

hinata:

ik bc hes Sunshiney and Loud lots of ppl read hinata as adhd, which i can deffo see, but personally i read him as autistic

hes extroverted and good at adopting introverts (kageyama, kenma, yachi, tsukki) but when u stop to think abt it hes also actually kinda bad at social ques and 'normal' behaviour?? i think ppl dont notice bc hes also rlly nice but hinata is actually pretty blunt lmao

his special interest is literally volleyball cmon now

its canon that he dislikes being in classes too long or doing homework bc he finds sitting still for too long difficult, both me and my autistic older brother used to get up and pace around our classrooms when we were younger

even though hes rlly athletic and has insane reflexes obviously, hes also pretty clusmy and especially bad at judging distances which to me looks like dyspraxia which is really commonly comorbid w/ autism

ive also read a few fics where he has tourettes syndrome w/ body tic and i can deffo see why ppl would hc that

idk hes just reads as autistic so well in my mind like idk why its not a more common take

kageyama:

this one is less of a headcanon and moreso just interpreting the text correctly; hes definitely autistic

like its my belief that furudate either knowingly wrote kageyama as autistic or like based his personality off of an irl autistic person they knew or SOMETHING bc its actually insane how well he reads as autistic

the lack of social skills? the anger issues? the deep special interest in volleyball? the just wanting to express your feelings/opinions but coming off as rude but not knowing how to fix that? middle school being a living hell? having that one family member who Got you? the high level of skill in one particular area? hes literally the texboox definition of autism

even the little things like how he files his nails and jokes go over his head and he accidentally insults ppl bc hes calling it how he sees it and how he basically had no friends growing up bc he was too focused on volleyball and how he struggles to smile on command like!!! thats autism babe!!!!!!

oh also hes dyslexic bc im dyslexic and i say so

ushijima:

same as kageyama i bet he was either knowing written as autistic or based off of an irl person who is

blunt as all hell, monotone voice and facial expressions, volleyball as a special interest, bad at social interaction, accidentally rude, the list goes on and on

like his whole thing about how his left handedness makes him different but is also a gift that benefits him in some ways? thats a metaphor for neurodivergency dont @ me

oikawa:

i hc him as having narcisstic personality disorder, not in the ableist reddit-user 'all ppl w/ npd are evil manipulative abusers' way but in the ' i have npd and know what it actually looks like' way

hiding massive insecurities by acting like youre amazing?? that fuckin marina lyric thats like 'i feel like im the worst so i always act like im the best'?? that was abt oikawa tooru and npd

feeling threatened the second someone as good or better than you shows up? fixating on one specific thing that you have to be the best at? those are npd as fuck traits

the way he can basically get along with anyone and adjust his play style to suit them but only has a few close friendships where he can let his true personality rlly shine through

hes literally so npd coded augh <3

bokuto:

i read him as adhd and having cyclothymia

i think he was unmedicated in high school and unknowingly had depressive and hypomanic episodes which affected his play

he also very much reads as having rejection sensitive dysphoria if u ask me

and the way he talks and bounces around and has All That Damn Energy gives me adhd vibes, esp pared w/ his poor volume control ad the way he ignores social cues lol

okay quickfire round bc im getting tired of typing

atsumu is autistic, so is osamu for that matter, theyre just at very different points on the spectrum and rub each other up the wrong way a lot of the time bc of it

kita is also autistic bc no neurodivergent person is that particular about doing things the 'right' way

hoshiumi is autistic and adhd

asahi and yamaguchi read like they struggled w/ anxiety and depression

sakusa has ocpd and ocd (contamination ocd specifically) and mysophobia

kyoutani has aspd, again not in a 'aspd = violent agressive psychopaths' way but in a 'i actually have a cluster b personality disorder' way, and adhd also

kenma is autistic and has social anxiety

yachi has social anxiety too bc cmon now

tsukki reads to me as having chronic depression, i think i could also make a case for him being autistic too ngl

tendou is some flavour of neurodivergent, probally audhd, probably some other stuff, idk but hes definitely not neurotypical

like hinata, lev reads as autistic to me even tho hes got that goodball energy thatd make lots of ppl read him as adhd bc like,, he just fuckin sucks at social interaction like he is accidentally rude all the damn time lmaoo

fukunaga and aone are both autistic w/ selective mutism and/or partial to moderate non-verbalness

obviously its none of my business and i think having headcanons abt irl ppl is Fucking Weird but i wouldnt be surprised if furudate themself was autistic bc truly so many characters in haikyuu can be read that way if u ask me, although maybe im just projecting lol

[v1trum]

Lots of tw's.. also please read the entire post if you start reading it. Im not a bad person. This is a specific case and i KNOW this person and have talked this stuff over w ppl that also know him. He manipulated me into hating the ppl i know i love most (as friends) now and did a lot of fucked up shit a lot of which I'll list

Tws include : sh, severe mental illness, "kys" jokes (wasnt rly a joke), ed, trauma, etcetc

Im only saying this shit on here because literally no one knows who im talking about and never will. This is an irl person who doesn't even have Tumblr im pretty sure.. I'd prefer if you only read this if ur a moot or i follow u or vice versa pls 😭

Im gonna throw the imaginary fights i have in my head on here

all the same person cus they side eye me at school and ik damn well he's trying to get ppl to not like me but idc cus im in the right and i have proof 💋

Like i just KNOW he views me as childish n shit

Likr

childish?? ME?? You're the one that said my 7 year old brother should kill himself because he played the same roblox game as you..a 14yo... But, yes, im the childish one...

its a genuine scenario I can't get out of my head and i need to talk abt it

Contrary to what you think, i DO like you. I don't hate you because my online best friend expressed how HE doesn't like you... Its actually crazy that you came into my home for a complete weekend, were as EXTREMELY disrespectful as you were, we didn't say anything and then you're out here saying me and my entire family hate you... Like no babes my parents went out and bought food from the store that we never eat bc you would eat it... No babes, i made cookies from scratch bc cookies are one of the only things you'll eat... No babes, we didn't even comment on the fact that you had three sodas and had two sips out of each of them before you wasted them...

Your "eating disorder" is DEFINITELY fake, too. There might be part of it in there but wdym "my grandparents starve me" when you asked if you could have a random bag of chips and they immediately bought it for you? I fear you just need to tell them when a food is out? They both work a ton bc they had to take you in a few months ago I don't think they notice much when the pantry or fridge is running low. Wdym "ew i hate that" to every food in existence but you scarf up wretched school breakfast and lunch daily...? Again with "i shove it down my throat bc my grandparents starve me" are you forgetting how close we got so quickly? How ik you? You wouldn't eat 95% of that before you starved to death if it was at my house... But you're gonna eat it all up there.

Same with your "personality disorder".... Wdym we're in the middle of English and you go "bro i just spawned in. What am i wearing and why? Omggg why do i have sh on my arms???" Like be so fr rn. You aren't immune to being aware of PHYSICAL PAIN. And i get like.. having a different style but fym "why am i wearing this what is it" ..? (I have talked to a SYSTEM friend abt this and they can confirm its v fake seeming)

Its actually crazy when i didn't kick you out after you said that about my brother, you're actually insane. I get you have very recent trauma but holy hell refrain from making relationships if you're gonna fuck someone up.

You had your "friend" give me back my sweater bc you were too childish to do it yourself and look me in the eye. You moved seats without permission. You glare at me in the class where you can't move seats.

Also, that "friend".. you call her a slut and talk shit abt her to her face because she has HEALED sh scars. Then you walk around campus with gaping wounds acting like you're self conscious of it when you're actually begging for attention. This is NOT me saying ppl who sh are attention seekers btw.. i KNOW him and me and several other people agree he's doing it for attention. My friends have said they'd have relapsed after seeing them if it had been a bad time for them, thats how bad it was.

I genuinely hope he gets better bc he is fucked up in the head, however i also wish the best on his next victim of "we're friends". I hope they get away or meet him after he has gotten better.

To this guy - i hope you better yourself instead of trying to make yourself as bad as possible because you find comfort in that, or rot.

[kakashibestie]

ok im just a casual follower but are david/redacted and you a thing???? (excuse my curious ass ahsjahgdjs)

OH BOY  you’re in for a RIDE

we aren’t a thing as in like. A Thing™ but we’re definitely best friends who rly....Get each other like we simply vibe and we’re also wildly attracted to each other!!!!

we actually did go through the actual dating phase for a hot minute but then we weren’t bc he was in a rly....awful place emotionally and i was pissed because i realized i love him and he probably didnt love me back in the same way as i did so that translated into anger. then i thought well this is stupid so we started talking again but i still felt this weird resentment toward him that i couldn’t quite put my finger on so i decided i’d had enough of that and we basically became best friends by the end of last year (note that we met in may so like...wild)

then new year happened and i texted him I LOVE YOU and he was like THANKS and i literally wanted 2 die...wow...obviously we remained friends because hello...love?? then we kinda forgot abt that and we sort of grew closer???? maybe because that was out of the way and it was rly nice until it in like mid january it was the SADDEST thing bc all of a sudden he was like im seeing someone and i just....was like dude.........for real....and at that moment i pretty much kinda gave up on us as like a couple like the possibility just escaped my brain and it was v painful but i managed but all the while he was kinda weird abt it like. idk it was just weird i cant word it any better. they basically dated for like less than a month i think dkjshgkdjghdgkjfdh and i was like hm........................................not to like get my hopes up or anything but...hm

then fast forward to mid/late february. if i could like pinpoint the exact time when i’ve felt closest to him it’s definitely not late february 2020 but that’s when it BEGAN...like we just sort of clicked. i’d decided i was moving to my hometown back in december and guess who was like i gOTTA MOVE TO MEXICO CITY. so yeah he was going to design school in may and i was going to go work starting late march so i could save up some good money and put myself through courses/open my fUCKING CAFÉ with the help of my dad. it was rly cool because he’s been there before like three times but he’s NEVER actually lived there and mexico city is literally...a wild place and there’s SO. MUCH. TO. DO. so we kind of started making plans and envisioning ourselves as a unit. and in the meantime i started properly helping him write a treatment for a future screenplay he hopes his Film/TV Producer brother will accept and yeah it was just...rly nice bc our writing ritual was going to this cafe we love (he took me to another of their locations on our first ACTUAL date last year and that location is closed now) and i kinda witnessed his creative process In The Flesh. i cant quite word how that felt but if you’re in any way afraid of vulnerability and maybe an artist of any kind you’ll KNOW that ur self during ur very own creative process is literally one of ur rawest forms.

what rly Got Me after that was that i rly needed money for my bus ticket home (it was not a Lot of money since mexico city is literally like 4hrs away from here) and he needed money to basically...go and scout and bUild a life from scratch down there so his dad helped him open up this cute little food truck and he was like do u need a job  🥺 and i was like YEAH so we basically did all the branding/design for it (i love design...sm) and we were coworkers until late march!!!!!!! 

that was literally our peak....once i convinced him and his friends to go to this karaoke bar on a nearby street (we all were at his apartment) and it was rly cool i got to sing a lumineers song and he looked at me rly softly and then we got kicked out bc we thought it was a good idea to bring our own beer so we all went back 2 david’s and it was getting rly late so one by one his friends were all like *eyes emoji* and left and i was left alone with him kinda high and PRETTY drunk, same state he was in and we just kinda held each other there until i finally called an uber and got home. but he gave me his jacket since the moment i began getting cold aka before the bar thing and i fell asleep in it kdsjgfhkgjdshgd 

BUT YEAH one of the last things we did was going out for coffee again to try and write before work which we totally didnt achieve bc we just...kept talking (and stealing cigarettes from each other) and then at work a friend of his (who’s now my friend too bc he’s kinda adorable) visited and we just had....the best of times and yes we made out a couple times and at the end of the day but like unnecessary details. 

then corona came and we’ve been quarantined since march 23rd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s been rly rly hard but he’s made sure to like check on me as best as he can bc let’s face it he’s not having a good time either and idk it’s just nice to have...him in my life like the levels of trust involved there are Crazy it’s literally like buzzcut season by lorde as in “i’m the one you tell your fears to/there’ll never be enough of us” 

[tuancore]

Purple Hearts || {Part 4} :

Starring- Jinyoung x reader.

Genre- Angst | Non-Idol AU, Disorder AU.

Summary- I will continue to love you for as long as I'm breathing, but I won't let my love come in between your happiness.

*GIF not mine, credits to the owner*

The next morning you prepared yourself for whatever Mrs. Park has called you over for. Your mind raced with plenty of questions and the main question was— Why did she want to meet you in the absence of Jinyoung? But you were curious about the reason behind it.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of your phone, picking it up almost immediately you began cheerfully, "Hey! JB!".

"Hi Y/N!" He chuckled commenting, "Forever a cutie, I see". Pouting at his constant laughs you shouted, "Why are you chuckling every now and then?".

"Because it's kind of rare to see you up so early in the morning let alone in such a pleasant mood. Are you sure you're not consuming drugs?", He asked pretending to be serious. Creasing your forehead in annoyance you retorted, "Stop it Jaebeom! And just tell me why are you chewing my brain so early?".

"I've called you to ask you out on a brunch~", He mused. "I don't think so because I've to go to Jinyoung's house today", You reasoned massaging your temples.

"Jinyoung's house? Did you guys—".

"Don't put pressure on your small brain.....I'm going because his mother wants to meet me", You informed between heavy sighs.

He hummed in response trying to come up with some other word, "She called you over.....What can be the reason?".

"I absolutely have no idea", You purposely put emphasis on no. "And to be very honest Jaebeom I'm so worried.....and scared".

"What's there to be scared about Y/N? She's just his mother plus you both are basically mother- daughter", He stated in a pretty chill manner, "You're not going there to become a Victoria Secret's model and what's there to be so worried when Jinyoung will be there?".

"The thing is she wants to meet me in Jinyoung's absence", You bursted his bubble. Almost choking on his smoothie, he yelled "In the absence of Jinyoung! Wait....What! That has never happened?!".

"I know and that's why I'm worried and scared!" You shrieked biting on your nails slightly. "Okay listen take a deep breath and just go for it!" He cheered.

"You're scaring me even more!".

"What can I even do? The way you're talking, your tension is seeping through my phone", He shouted back biting the rim of his glass, "Go and see for yourself, but let me know about it later".

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The talk with Jaebeom didn't go really well, by the time you hung up on him. Your heart was literally pounding terror which has now started to course through your veins. Yugyeom wasn't home luckily, he left a sticky note on the refrigerator saying he's going to hangout with BamBam and asked you to not to wait up for him.

Giving yourself a final look in the mirror, you let out a loud exhale "You can do this". It's not like you were scared of Mrs. Park instead you were scared of the reason she wanted to meet you and for some reason your insides were churning. A multiple questions swam in your head all over again. Is it about Jinyoung's sudden marriage announcement?

"Yugyeom..." BamBam called placing his right hand on his friend's shoulder, "I don't think it's a good idea to pressurize Noona anymore....She's already so hurt by hyung—".

"She is an idiot! A fucking idiot!", Yugyeom exasperated breath glaring at BamBam, "I know I'm talking about my elder sister.....I don't disrespect her, I never did. But she is practically killing herself bit by bit, Do you think she can handle it for longer?".

Shaking his head briefly BamBam expressed, "No she can't, but whatever the case maybe, you don't have to force her....let her collect herself.... everything is still fresh".

"Collect herself? She took three weeks just to cry and overwork herself....there was absolutely nothing regarding moving on. And Bam do you think you can move on from a person whom you've loved all your life huh? At some point I could think that she'll recover but.....she can't, because Jinyoung hyung is her bestfriend! He'll forever be lurking before her eyes....with Somi!", Yugyeom snapped, his face turning red from frustration, "The night of hyung's wedding announcement when I confronted Noona, I asked her why did she do this to herself....you know what she said?".

BamBam kept quiet giving Yugyeom the cue to continue.

"She said that she did it for Jinyoung hyung's happiness, and that his happiness is all that matters to her....", Yugyeom's voice lowered a tear brimming at the corner of his eye, "I feel suffocated living in that house now, there's nothing same about her.... she stays at work the entire time, returns home late....cries by herself".

Processing each of yugyeom's words and his pain, BamBam lowered his head realising how difficult it has been not only for but Yugyeom as well. He has never seen Yugyeom this sad and hurt before and same goes for you, but the thing is you were always good at masking your feelings and that's exactly why you're paying for it.

"Tell me BamBam, After all of this how can I let Noona suffer anymore and let Jinyoung hyung live a forever happy life with his beloved without him knowing Noona's feelings?".

BamBam understood where Yugyeom stood, "You're right... Jinyoung hyung must know about Noona".

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Staring outside the window at the sprinting trees, Jinyoung asked to the man sitting beside him driving the car, "Where are we going?".

"To Busan", He blurted giving Jinyoung a tight lipped smile. "But why? I don't remember having a meeting there Jackson", He tried to reason.

"We don't have any meetings there, but there's an important work for you there", Jackson smiled for a moment before looking ahead.

"Hmm....Okay", Deciding not to ask further Jinyoung zipped his mouth fishing out his phone, staring at his phone's wallpaper which was a selfie of you and him having ice creams. He smiled focusing on your cheerful face, and he missed your smile, your laughs. He missed you.

Sighing he asked Jackson, "Jackson, Do you know what Y/N has been up to?".

Creasing his forehead for a second Jackson asked back teasingly, "No....Why? Are you missing her that much?".

"I am missing her a lot", Jinyoung admitted looking at your photos in his phone. "Yugyeom said that she's busy, but I feel like she's trying to avoid everyone around including me and I don't know why, I'm probably overthinking right now but something tells me it's not only work".

"Yeah...you're overthinking! Y/N is busy with her official work that's why she's unable to hangout. Maybe after relaxing herself a little she'll be back", Jackson cheered in a fake tone, he always found it amusing how you and Jinyoung had some sort of telepathic connection, and that's exactly why Jinyoung could feel something off about it.

Hope you could also feel her heart, Jackson thought to himself.

"Hey Jinyoung, How's Somi? Everything good?", He asked purposely just to divert him from talking about you. Smiling softly Jinyoung replied, "Everything's good, she's good".

"I don't see Somi around nowadays?" Jackson asked sending a side glance at the man sitting beside him. "Yeah, actually Somi is not in Seoul, she went back to Vancouver......some family issues".

"Oh...", Jackson consoled, "I hope everything resolves soon".

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Entering your house silently, you locked the door behind with tears streaming down your cheeks. Walking a few steps your legs almost gave up, stumbling down the floor you hugged your knees to your chest crying harder.

"You have to break Jinyoung and Somi apart", Mrs.Park stated sternly. Unable to believe her words you chuckled, "Aunt...it's not funny".

"I'm not joking, you have to seperate them", Yanking your hands from her grasp you stared at her in disappointment. "Whatever you're asking me to do.... will break Jinyoung! He will hate me!", You yelled.

"Then would you rather let Jinyoung hate himself?", She asked her eyes glossy since the beginning but not a single drop of tear left her eyes.

"W—What do yo—you mean?", You stammered, your instincts sending alarms. "I can't tell you that for now, but if you don't want Jinyoung to hate himself, then you'll have to do that".

Resting the back of your head against the wall, you coughed a little from the continuous crying. You have seen Jinyoung loving Somi for an year now, you don't know how you overcame all that. Surely you wanted Jinyoung to love you the way you've always loved him but not by seperating him from Somi or sabotaging their relationship and that's the reason why you supported him in every step.

"If you love Jinyoung, then you'll do this. I'm not saying this because I hate Somi or something instead I care for her she's a great girl, but I also know about my son, he is not capable of loving her...and I don't want him to hurt her in the end".

Thinking of everything now, you can spend your entire life being his bestfriend rather someone whom he's going to hate for his entire life. You tried to protest but there was something lingering in Mrs. Park's eyes and voice that you came home agreeing to break Jinyoung and Somi apart knowing —

Jinyoung will never forgive you.

Part 3 | Masterlist |

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[msiopao]

Nobi with the Members

WORLDWIDE HANDSOME

‘eomma!!!’

one yell from her and jin’s running in with a spatula, ready to beat the kids

thinks a lot of her outfits are revealing but gave up after nobi told him to stop complaining to the stylists

cooking buddies

feeds into jin’s ego at being handsome

‘kim seokjin? no. art? yes.’

babies nobi TOO much

even though she’s literally 24, he still treats her like she’s 12

thinks she can do no wrong and sees her as an angel

but nobi is such a bad influence

‘my hair is bothering my eyes and it makes me want to just cut if off’

*nobi handing him scissors* ‘do it’

constantly telling him that his dancing is perfect bc jin is insecure about the lack of his ability :(

even though he’s a better dancer than most

nobi tries to get him riled up so he talks all weird

the one who is actually genuinely tickled with jin’s jokes

eatjin’s legendary moments always have jin and nobi in it

goes to his hotel room just because he always has food and jin doesn’t have it in him to refuse her

the one who nags nobi the most regarding her eating

just her mom periodt

TONGUE TECHNOLOGY

gets hyper when nobi messes around

incredibly and ridiculously protective of her

helps her go through rough times as her therapist

yoongi mumbles under his breath and nobi is usually the only one who hears and will laugh as he curses someone quietly

nobi’s sense of humor is the closest with his

nap times are their bonding times

also composing

army always amazed bc nobi is the only who gets yoongi on crack mode

nobi always pinches his cheeks and she shrieks when he does that cute awkward smile

nobi absolutely flipped out when yoongi got really sick

always seeks yoongi’s approval so he’s the first one to see her lyrics

doesnt beat around the bush w it

if its bad, needs improvement

if its good, its the BEST LYRICS HES EVER READ

nobi hides her feelings well and he’s the only one who can get her to open up

during bst era, she hit her lowest

yoongi got very concerned and when she did finally talk, his heart just broke in half

she hates the fact that she can’t be the daughter her parents wanted

she hates the fact that she’s weak and breaks down easily

she hates the fact that she’s seen as a whore because she’s surrounded by boys she calls her brothers 24/7

she hates the fact that everything about her is considered wrong

that talk got them really close and yoongi makes it mission everyday to see her genuine and pretty smile

he lives for her happiness

uwu

HOBI

‘WELCOME TO THE HOBI NOBI SHOW!’

puppies

nobi hugs him a lot

whenever he dances, nobi has this look in her eyes that looks like hobi is the stars and the universe

both of them are the ones who keep the group’s mood up and tries to prevent fights

even when they’re tired from practice, they still smile and yells ‘hwaiting!’

while hobi is just a moodmaker in general,

nobi does it bc she hates confrontation and gets uncomfortable so she just blurts it out

nobi’s also a dancer so her and hobi dance ALL THE TIME

vlives w them are always filled with laughter and teasing

‘everyone, nobi just fell after hitting that spin’

‘YAH! NO I DIDNT!’

hobi is known to be a choroegrapher and nobi puts her input here and there and boom!

tbh idk why they even have a professional choreographer in the first place

hobi is a trained singer so nobi asks him to sing for her constantly

hes happy to oblige

armys live for the moments of them in run bts or vlives bc they have this vibe or bond that is just something you wished you had

JOONIE-HYUNG!

‘NOBI WATCH OUT!’

they’re the philosophical duo

nobi loves poetry and literature in general bc she tends to think really deeply 

their bonding time is those deep talks

as their leader, nobi goes to him for confirmation or approval for a lot of things

she’s always having english lessons w him and he tries his best to teach her so she could speak to int-army

bts calls them the clumsiest bc of joon’s usual clumsiness but nobi is always looking out for him so she doesnt pay attention to her surroundings and runs into something too

she loves his studio and hangs out the most even though joon’s always telling her to stay away

props up her feet on that fortune dollar table of his

when he speaks english in interviews, she watches him with a smile on her face

her dad

pats her head when she walks over to him

her and jimin crashes his vlives all the time 

there’s nothing in the world that changes the way she sees joonie

to her, she’ll always be the joonie who welcomed her to their group even though she was a brat at first

thats another story for next time

now she respects him so much and he’s probably the one she looks up to the most

overall, she idolizes him and talks about him like he put the stars in the sky while joon just sits there all flustered

MOCHI

oof look at that beautiful manjfkalj;dlfsjkf

cannot sleep without her chimmy plush

when they first met, he was the first one she got really close to

his cute chubby cheeks were victims of her uwu moments

learns a lot fo ballet videos from youtube and they dance it in vlives all the time

remember when i said she had an eating disorder?

yea, it happened around the time he had his too

nobi was always trying to eat little ever since debut but she stopped eating for days at a time and with jimin doing it too, bts kinda derailed for a hot minute

a long emotional time of sufering until bang pd demanded they stop it immediately

after that, they had an emotional sit down where they just cried and spilled all their insecurities and they had each other’s backs

knowing she was already skinny, jimin disapproved but she also disapproved and again, more tears

nobi always hides snacks in her and kook’s room that kook doesn’t even know about and she always brings the box over to jimin’s room if hobi is out for schedules

when hobi went to america, nobi slept in jimin’s room

kook was real pissed off about it

eyesmiles for days

giggles 24/7

has the picture of one of jimin’s unreleased baby pictures as her home screen

dies a little inside when nobi reaches over to him with sweater paws bc OMG she’s so cute

uwu

jimin really coos and giggles at nobi bc of her small height and her uwu energy

sorry i used uwu a lot

TAETAE

the dumpling accident omg

jimin mentioned it in a vlive earlier and nobi also talked about it a day later in her own vlive

‘tae was very hungry at that time and just wanted to eat it immediately and when he got angry, he curled up to nobi and refused to acknowledge me’

again, nobi hates confrontation so fights between the members always brings her down and so she tries to comfort each member

she bought tae some dumplings after practice and tricked him into meeting jimin so they could meet up

tbh, tae would be a mess without nobi

she helps him clean up his room but gives up w the amount of clothes on the floor

‘honestly, you shouldve just stayed roommates w joonie-hyung. we cant trust you to room by yourself’

she goes to his room sometimes and just lays on his bed bc he has the softest bed in the whole dorm

tae is already known to be very regal and royalty like whenever he steps outside

combine that with graceful queen nobi?

oof armys fanfiction royalty aus pop up everywhere

nobi is still angry that tae isn’t a gucci model w her bc she feels out of place being the only member w a clothing sponsorship

but underneath that stiff and cold facade, they both are seen making faces and goofing off all the time

nobi can only stand being a queen for so long

in one concert, she danced w him in a duet w singularity and lets just say, armys died that night

always stands next to each other and if they cant, always seen giving each other longing stares and smiles

the 2nd most popular ship in the fandom and they know it too so they keep feeding armys for their compilation videos

MUSCLE PIG

the only member who’s younger than her

actually would it be considered if they’re only 10-months apart?

kook refuses to call her noona unless he wants something

initially didnt like her but there was a time she bought him banana milk and it was all good

our boy was crying bc he was hungry and tired and he was trying to control his weight and he just wanted some banana milk

they’re a superior ship

one of the most popular ship in the whole industry

actually the superior couple and kai and jennie can square up

there’s fan edits of them and they both purposely do stuff to help them make au videos in youtube

theyve seen it before so we arent safe bois

the 2nd pair of roommates in the bts dorm

nobi is usually the first one to sleep while kook is watching something in the living room

when he goes to his room, he takes a minute and stands at the doorway and just looks at nobi with love in his eyes

mhm

nobi loves warmth so she gets out of her own bed at like 3 in the morning and just goes into kook’s and cuddles to him

sometimes, they just lay in bed and nobi is holding his hand just inspecting his tattoos

‘should we get a matching tattoo?’

their closet is large and tbh, they share the same clothing anyways

more like nobi wears mostly kook’s stuff

like, really, nobi has pants and a few shirts and thats it

they share everything like family but kook refuses to share her w anyone else but him

[sonderisms-blog]

        ❛  Waiting is painful.                          Forgetting is painful.                                   But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.  ❜

Spotted at Grand Central, bags in hand, {KAREN GILLAN}. No, that’s a mistake. It’s {AMELIA POND}, they are a {CANON CHARACTER} and come from {DOCTOR WHO}. They are {TWENTY-NINE} and I’ve heard they are {CREATIVE}, as well {OBSTINATE}. They happen to hold {THEIR} memories. Don’t believe me? See for yourself. Lucky for us, {jinx, 23, pst, she/her & they/them} sent us proof.

Welcome to New York, what is your character’s name?

Amelia Jessica Pond-Williams. Though, she took on the last name Williams when she was transported back to 1920s New York because she couldn’t really legally hyphenate + it was a testament to how much she loves Rory & how she was willing to leave behind her old life with the Doctor behind. But she prefers to just be called Amy!

Where have they been pulled from in their fandom? 

Right when Amy & Rory make their exit in Doctor Who, in the Angels Take Manhattan. I imagine that she wakes up in her new life in this RP from that point. 

With the curse, how has your character’s life changed? 

Well, I don’t want to godmod the potential Rory player but if Rory isn’t in her life then that’s a major change ( though, I’d love if they were best friends who grew up together or something in the new life  ). Like in canon, Amy had the belief the Doctor was real but instead of him coming back, he was just a story. She still grew up the same way in canon, the weird girl who turned ginger bombshell who was a kissogram but in this verse ( to mirror canon ) she gets picked up by a modeling agency and moves to New York. As far as Amy knows she’s lived in New York for 10 years, now a successful science fiction author and currently working on a children’s book both illustrating & writing it.  Her life has changed because she turned her childhood shit into stories that have sold pretty well. She didn’t get married to Rory at a young age, she’s had quite a few years to develop who she is and live her life outside of Leadworth.  

With Amy’s memories coming back, to put it simply, it hurts. All over again. Remembering it all, losing it all, it hurts. Though not a drinker AT ALL, Amy has found herself doing anything she can to forget remembering, working on a much darker novel than her previous ones. It’s been disorienting because even though her life is beautiful & brilliant as it is -- it’s not real. The feeling of things not being real, the blurring of lines between reality & falsity has really done a number on her as she does deal with mental illness, worrying that she’s finally, properly, losing her mind. Frankly, she doesn’t know if it’s real, she doesn’t know what’s real, though she tries to be Amy Pond, this blurring of reality is something that scares her. Another feeling she feels is anger, anger about what happened to her in canon, anger about having to doubt her own mind all over again and a determination to fix this and/or find the person responsible. 

Do they have a job, and if so what is it? 

To dive in more about her job, Amy isn’t the most famous person around but she definitely has mild celebrity due to her early modeling ( a model turned scifi author intrigues a lot of weird fanboys that’s for sure ), her books are what has really launched any celebrity she has into something more recognizable. Sometimes asked to help host D list red carpet shows, etc. Amy is not Known Known but you find her face recognizable. She’s done a lot of activism as well for mental illness and the LGBTQIA+ & Queer communities as she’s openly bisexual so there’s definitely a funky little cult following she has and she’s fairly popular in Scotland as well as a hometown hero in her town of Leadworth ( something she finds HILARIOUS as they hated her for years ). 

Is there any other information about your character that members might find helpful?

THIS SECTION WILL BE FOR MY RAMBLING. Because where else am I GONNA DO IT??? I’ve been playing Amy for 5+ years now and I’m going to give y’all some insight on how i play her as well as how i see her. I’m watching an episode right now that’s helped come up with some of this as well. I’ll probably add more HCs as I slowly rewatch her scenes, etc. 

 A Sagittarius!!!!!!!!!! which literally fits her so well if you love astrology and Amy Pond, you already know!

One of my favorite aspects of Amy’s character is her empathy & intuitiveness. While sometimes lacking social grace and not always the best with interpersonal relations, she can see people for who they are deep down, their intentions, the emotions she feels like she feels from others often overwhelming but something that does lead her. A gut instinct magnified. She’s intuitive and empathetic because she’s got such an active imagination paired with a creative mind, she’s able to put those two things together, not only painting a picture of who someone is, painting colors on them they might not see themselves. Maybe this is a bit naive at times, maybe even a bit dangerous if it steers her wrong ( which is why Rory Williams is so important to her, her impulsiveness paired with this can get her into tough situations and he always has her back, always by her side ). Amelia is not always one to think before jumping into situations if she feels it’s the right thing to do, a prime example of this is her running off with The Doctor EASILY. Both as a kid and an adult. Luckily, not many have taken advantage of this as she can be extremely closed off emotionally. She’s a good judge of character and if she puts her faith in you, know while it could be surprising, it was a very much calculated, thought out, and a felt through choice. Amy’s extremely stubborn so good luck getting her to do something she doesn’t want to do ESPECIALLY if she doesn’t feel it’s right. Amy is usually able to connect to anyone and everyone some sort of way when she tries due to all of this, usually better with connecting to people than the ( Eleventh ) Doctor himself is. 

[ EMOTIONAL NEGLECT MENTION, ALCOHOLISM MENTION ] Verbal, straightforward, blunt, but it when it comes to her emotions, the ones that hurt, the ones that can’t be wrapped in something beautiful or lightly joked about are the ones tucked away. Amy’s got serious commitment issues as well, as shown throughout Doctor Who, that stemmed from the Doctor leaving her multiple times as well as never knowing her parents. I play her Aunt as a high functioning alcoholic, growing up she was never really home much less attentive to Amy ( also due to the whole crack in Amy’s wall thing, but, that’s a whole other topic ). For insight on how this effects her, I once played her in a multifandom at hogwarts rp where she was in a relationship with a character and they were really fucking cute ( I still rp them to this day w/ my friend ). But she was SO cared of this relationship not working out / losing Rory because he had just confessed that he romantically liked her, that she broke up with the other person ( who she had deep feelings for who never EVER would’ve left her ) because Rory meant too much to her, he’d been there through everything, the thought of losing him? Unthinkable. this isn’t to say she didn’t love them both ( polyamorous Amelia Pond ftw! ), or value Rory as much ( I felt pressured to go into canon as well so I had to find a believable fault/fear/issue to really sell this but I think there’s something to be said for this ), I don’t play it that way in THIS rp, of course. [ END OF EMOTIONAL NEGLECT MENTION, ALCOHOLISM MENTION ]

It goes to show that she will make fear based decisions as well as decisions based on her insecurities that she’s not enough, that she’s more pain than she’s worth, out of not being able to give someone she cares about what they need. For example, when in canon Amy breaks up with Rory because she feels so guilty she can’t have biological kids when she knows he ALWAYS wanted kids. She was scared if she stayed with him, he’d hate her, that she was keeping him from having a fulfilling life, that she wasn’t enough and didn’t fit into what he wanted. Rory deserves everything to her, she couldn’t give it to him, when he gave and gave and gave to her. She didn’t feel worthy, but she didn’t express that fear either, making Rory feel completely shut out because she was shutting him out. She’ll self sabotage easily, because commitment is scary to her and she’d rather be the one leaving than being left. Amy can’t stand to wait for the worst to happen, for the other shoe to drop, she isn’t the fucking girl who waited -- not anymore. 

Amy is diagnosed with major depressive disorder previously diagnosed with psychotic features added on as well until the Doctor came back but after having 4 psychiatrists in her youth, Amy definitely fits into having MDD. There are many evidences in canon besides her literally going to psychiatrists that suggest that Amy is mentally ill / ND, another hint in the episode ‘Vincent and The Doctor’. Amy empathizes with Vincent Van Gogh ( my Amy is an extreme art history lover as well, especially Vincent Van Gogh ), she says she’s been where he is, that she gets it. [ SUICIDE MENTION ] She is physically effected when he talks about dark shit and in another episode with the Dreamlord, she talks about how she doesn’t want to live in a world if Rory’s not in it, then killing herself in the show. The way she does it in my head ( and in the show ) is extremely steely, easily done, because Amy has dealt with mental illness, because she’s been in dark places & suicidal ideation. [ END OF SUICIDE MENTION ]  In this RP, she’ll also have been diagnosed and is taking medication because we stan healthy characters who cope with their mental illness! Even though she’s definitely having a hard time currently. 

Rory Williams really is everything to her. Her best friend, a love of her life, her partner, the only person who stuck by her side through everything. She never waivers in this love for him, even though she does have doubts due to her own commitment issues ( and regular issues ) but she doesn’t have doubts about who Rory is. She loves him. The Doctor is also someone she loves passionately, though she could’ve loved him romantically and often could see that sort of a future with him -- he’s completely unavailable and unreliable. If there’s one thing that Amy can’t do in a partner romantically it’s unreliable. Plus, after finding out her daughter was married to him in canon? She’ll pass. The Doctor is more like a twin flame sort of thing for her, a very kindred spirit. She loves him because in her little town of Leadworth, full of boring, sensible things, where she was the weird girl in town -- he was just as weird as her. 

 If I had to pick a Hogwarts house for Amy, it’d be Gryffindor. 

[sweetnestor]

On Days Like This | Chapter 9

teamiplier + oc, romantic/angst/platonic

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Later that afternoon, we made it to Orlando. For once, we had a hotel to stay in. I was looking forward to it, until I remembered that I was sharing a room with Ethan. A week ago, we were excited to have at least one night where we could be alone together. It made me sad that I was dreading it now.

The boys had rehearsal almost as soon as we settled in. Meaning, I had the hotel room to myself for a couple of hours. I was on vocal rest since my throat was getting more and more scratchy as the days went on, so I couldn’t rehearse my set with Mark today. Molly and Day had invited me to go to lunch with them, but I made an excuse about needing to shower and edit a video I had prepped in advance. I mean I did shower, but the three videos I had to prepare before leaving for tour were already scheduled.

Ethan returned to the room just after the sun went down. It was tensely silent as he went to his suitcase on one side of the room. Then, he quietly went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. This is how our night was going to be.

“Should I even stay here?” he finally asked once he came out of the bathroom.

We’re not fighting today. We are not fighting today.

“Well,” I said, already losing control of my words, “you can either stay with one of your many female friends and further feed into my suspicions-”

“Oh, come on!” he whined miserably.

“Or,” I said, raising my voice, “you can sleep on the couch and keep acting like you hate me!”

We are not fighting. We are not fighting.

There was a moment of silence. At first, I thought Ethan was going to yell or throw something, judging by the look on his face. Instead, he pulled his phone out and started typing.

I scoffed. “Are we still yelling at each other over the phone?”

“I’m asking Kathryn what room she’s in,” he mumbled. “I’m gonna go stay with her. I can’t do this today.”

For some reason, all my empathy and mushy girlfriend feelings dissolved. Instead, I was furious.

“So you’re going to leave me for some other woman,” I said, chuckling in disbelief. “And I assume you’re going to tell her everything that’s happening between us and what a pain in the ass I am?”

Ethan looked up at me, confused. “What are you talking about?”

“She said you were telling her things about us! Why are you telling her our business?”

“Because she’s my friend, that’s what friends do!” He was now fired up, angrily pacing around the room. “Not that you would know anything about that! Unless you’ve been talking to Jack this whole time!” he added resentfully.

“I have to, he’s my best friend!” I argued.

“I’m supposed to be your best friend!” Ethan finally yelled, probably being heard through the walls. “I’m supposed to be the one you go to! And you think I hate you? You…” He huffed out a sigh. “You don’t even say that you love me anymore! I know you’re mad at me, and I’m really fucking mad at you right now… but I still love you, and I make sure you know it! Grrr, I’m in love with you, why do you think we haven’t broken up yet? I’m so fucking in love with you, it makes me crazy!”

I wanted to laugh out loud, but the volume of his voice only made me flinch and cry. Why would you aggressively yell at someone that you love them when it sounds like you hate them? Why would you drop the idea of breaking up and then say you’re in love? What’s the point of that?

“No, no, no,” I told him. “You’re making me go crazy. Ever since the hospital, you’ve been treating me and looking at me like I’m fucking made of glass! You kept asking me if I wanted to go home!” I took a step closer to him, steam coming out of my ears. “I have generalized anxiety disorder, my fucking default setting is always ‘go home! Abort mission!’ It's so hard for me to do any of this! It’s hard for me to be on a bus full of people, and interact with them, and it was even harder when I miscarried! But I'm still doing it, and that doesn't make me weak or fragile or anything you’re seeing me as! And you know what? I'm proud of myself for getting through that and for going on this tour and facing my anxiety! I'm fucking proud of myself!”

I was out of breath by the time I finished my speech. My head was spinning with anger. Ethan just looked at me, his lips pursed. There had been a lot of silence between us lately, but this was the most crushing and intense. But when he finally spoke, his tone was hard and stern.

“What. About. Me? What about me?!” he asked, his voice cracking. “Do you think any of this has been easy for me? Do you think anyone asked how I was doing after we got back from the hospital? You may have been able to forget about the miscarriage and everything, but I can't get the fucking image of you screaming and lying in your own blood out of my head! I don’t understand how you can still lay in that bunk! I can't even sleep because all I'm thinking about is that I'll wake up and you'll be covered in blood again! And I swear to fucking god if you make another joke about pushing out a dead fetus or giving death instead of birth, I will fucking kill you myself!”

He stepped towards me, his angry expression suddenly turning into a hysterically sad one. “Why don't you care that this happened? Why don't you see that it affected me too? Imagine if you were left on the bus all alone and no one found you?” He began to ramble, his voice getting more and more shaky as tears welled up in his eyes. “W-What if no one found you, Bella? Would you have let yourself die? Would you have left m-me? Bella, w-w-would you have l-left me?” He stepped even closer, grabbed my shoulders and shook me. He was getting even more hysterical. “I c-couldn't lose you, I-I-I don't know w-what I'd do without you, god I thought I was gonna l-l-lose you I thought y-you were gonna die! I thought you were gonna die! W-What if I never got to see you again? W-What if I never told you that I love you one last time?”

I had never seen Ethan sob as hard as he did in that moment. He broke down completely, crying into my shoulder and wrapping his arms around me. He held onto me like I was a lifeline.

That was when all my anger went away. Instead, I felt horrible, horrible guilt. This entire time, I had only been focusing on myself, and getting myself past the miscarriage. Not once had I thought about how this impacted Ethan. He was apart of this too, and he was afraid he was going to lose me.

His knees started to buckle, so I sat us both down on the bed. Ethan still held on to me, his sobs quieting down, but still crying softly. I rubbed his back and stroked his hair, shedding my own tears as I tried to think of something to say.

“I-I’m sorry,” I choked out. “I should have thought of you…”

Ethan sat up, sniffling. He looked down at his lap, tears still spilling out of his eyes. “Do you even care?”

“I do,” I replied softly. “I haven’t forgotten, trust me.”

“Then why don’t you talk to me?” he asked. “What happened to us?” He took in a shaky breath. “Why do you push me away? You never push me away…”

We both knew that wasn’t true, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it.

“I don’t mean to…”

“Then tell me about the miscarriage,” he said, now meeting my teary gaze. “Talk to me, Bella, please! How did you know? When did it start? Why didn’t you tell me? What were you thinking about?”

A lot of questions at once. Ethan, my Ethan, was in distress but I couldn’t get over my own to help him. I didn’t know what else to do except stand up and turn away. It only frustrated him more.

“Stop doing that!” he yelled. “Stop avoiding it! Stop shutting me out! Stop hating me! I-I’m literally crying my eyes out to you and you’re just - I can’t do it like this, Bella! I can’t pretend it didn’t happen!”

“I have to!” I finally snapped. “I have to handle things one at a time! Right now, the most important thing is this tour! And fighting with you is just making me enjoy it less! It’s making me turn it into a bad memory - I don’t want to look back at this and think about how awful it was because my body decided to eject a fetus-”

Ethan groaned in frustration. “Don’t say it like that!”

“It’s what happened! My stressed out body couldn’t handle a baby, so it rejected it and I almost bled out! That’s what happened!” I stopped myself before I could sob.

We both stayed where we were, crying quietly. We had never fought like this before. I was sure the neighbors were hearing us.

“I don’t want bad memories either,” Ethan spoke after a while, his tone much calmer but still sad. “I don’t want to fight with you. I just… I miss you, and I have things to talk about, but… you just want to fight with me.”

I took in a shaky breath. I choked up even more at the memory of the miscarriage, especially since it started all of this.

“I’m not ready to talk about it,” I admitted.

Another pause.

“Why didn’t you say that sooner?” Ethan asked, annoyed.

“Because we thought the other person cheated,” I replied in the same tone. “Replaced one battle with another.”

“Can you not look at this as a battle? We just have to talk about this, like adults.”

“I can’t talk about it,” I repeated. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“It doesn’t work like that, remember? You know how you get when you hold things in… You get mad, like you are now. And you start drinking.”

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. “If I wanted to drink, I would have done it by now. It’s like I’ve been telling you, a silly little miscarriage isn’t going to break me.”

“Yet you refuse to talk about it.”

By this point, there was no fight left in me. I was tired of being angry and upset. I didn't even want to be around him anymore.

“Can we do this after tour?” I asked, serious pleading in my tone. “We can go see Helena together when we're in LA again. Please?”

Ethan was looking at his lap. If he fought me on this, I don't know what I'd do.

“Okay,” he said at last. “But isn't your next appointment with her until after my birthday? Can we go that long without fighting?”

It wasn't a good sign that I was hesitating, and Ethan knew this.

“Whatever I've done to make you hate me, I'm sorry,” he told me. “I know you're strong, and I know you can do this and stay sober. I just get worried. And I need you this time.”

I hummed in response. I really didn't know how to handle this part of a conflict. I wasn't good at this. My brain was screaming at me to call it quits, which made me act like I really did hate him. This wasn't a happy, perfect relationship anymore, what's the point?

“If I hated you,” I said, trying to fight against the thoughts in my head, “I wouldn't be here right now.”

Ethan stood up and stepped towards me. “So you love me?”

“I don't hate you.” My brain was too loud for this.

“No, you have to tell me you love me.” There was a small, childlike plea in his voice. “I have to hear you say it so I can believe it.”

I felt cramped as he got closer. Then, I sidestepped past him to get to the door. “I need some air.”

“Are you always going to run when something bad happens?” I heard him ask as I exited the hotel room.

Once I was alone in the hall, I sighed and rubbed my eyes. Then, before anyone could come out of their respective rooms, I dashed off towards the elevators, Ethan’s sobs still circling my head and ringing in my ears.

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[plush-anon]

plush reviews: pirates ahoy! (collected)

for my own personal reference, decided to collect the singular posts into one, w/ breaks between each original post below the cut

I will say this, the opening credits for this one are pretty dang good - nice visuals flow together with some wonderful music to create a compelling overview of the Bermuda Triangle and some of the wild theories commonly associated with it, as well as how far back these myths go. Kudos 🤗

also, I did not realize how short this movie is - paused it for a second and it’s only 70 minutes long apparently. huh

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oh man, good times - I forgot how stilted and choppy the WNSD animation could get in some shots.

annnnnd there’s the cotton candy fog. it moves like it’s on a skateboard being pulled across the screen XD

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finally cut to the gang - i honestly like this shot of everyone in the car. daphne paints her nails like my sister used to when we were young - on the dashboard on long car rides 😅 the nausea from the smell led to some “fun” trips, lemme tell ya 

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oh Casey Kasem, even in old age your Shaggy was memorably good

also the joke on Fred’s age never gets old XD like, you guys grew up together as kids in this continuity, how could you not know his age, much less that he’s obvs not in his 40s? still a fun one tho

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another thing i forgot about WNSD continuity - Shaggy’s character model being like 2 feet taller than Fred in some shots

also the gang being legitimate friends and liking each other and getting along, unlike some portrayals *side-eyes sdmi*

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i think this is my fave version of fred’s parents, although i do love Professor Huh from be cool scooby doo. they are EXACTLY how i picture the people who raised the sdway/wnsd version of Fred to be 

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holy crap, i forgot Kathy Najimy was in this 

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actually, here’s a thought: why haven’t they graduated Frank Welker to playing Fred’s dad in a show, and hired someone else to play Fred?

granted, the man still (uncannily I might add) sounds exactly like he did in the 60s (hOW?!?) but it’s strange they haven’t tried to do that yet apart from maybe pup named sd, where he played fred’s… uncle, i think and i guess kind of with the new scoob 2020 movie, where he only plays scooby

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…i think the captain of the ship just got beamed aboard the Enterprise o_O 

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the alien has the general head shape of the ones from Alien Invaders and the claw hands of dr claw from inspector gadget

also, whoever designs fred’s facial expressions in this movie is having waaaay too much fun (although kudos for actually… you know… making them. some characters have very minimal face movement and it’s rather unsettling, especially when the voice acting is actually pretty decent)

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i gotta say, good on fred’s parents for encouraging their son’s interests and talents, as well as getting him a birthday gift that he can not only enjoy, but also inviting his friends along for.

…unlike SOME incarnations *glares at sdmi*

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holy fcuk shaggy just brought back the ghost of captain cutler, glow-in-the-dark diving suit and all O_O 

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dang, velma’s lounge wear looks cozy. i’m glad they haven’t tried to force her into something weird

camp scare put her in a white bathing suit, which was… really odd for her, color scheme wise. altho the storyboard artists reaaaaaally wanted to do a drawn out, slo-mo play-in-the-water thing with velma and daphne in that one, so maybe that contributed to it? idk

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i do like that the gang inadvertently solves every mystery on a mystery cruise - that cracks me up 

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cripes, they keep cutting back and forth between a decently animated shot of the gang on a polished background, and this almost MS Paint looking rough animation of the castaway being guided on the deck, which is all flat colors and rough black lines. it looks terrible

the animation quality is all over the place here

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and suddenly man in a jetpack

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RON PERLMAN?!?!?

how the FRICK did they get him on this movie cast?! this is post-hellboy!

( also apparently arsenio hall voices the captain. who the heck had all these high rollers on speed-dial at the studio that day)

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actually, here’s a thought: given the voice cast we have, and how i’m actually able to follow this without having to look at the screen all the time (i’m folding laundry rn), this could make for a really decent comedy mystery radio show.

think about it! get a decent voice cast and writing team, and there’s a lot you can do with Scooby on the radio. you may not be able to do the chase scenes as well, but those can be worked around pretty easily with a solid writing team. i’d be interested in seeing that come to reality in all honesty - it could be fun!

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another thing i just noticed: Scooby hasn’t talked NEARLY as much in this one as he does in later shows/movies. I forgot how much I missed that from him 

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wait a tic that’s Dan Castellaneta as the hypnotist

seriously, who was able to get all these people on board for a Scooby Doo DTV about pirates

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now here’s an interesting moment/snafu: Shaggy and Scooby canNOT be hypnotized, according to this movie, but the clown in SDWAY was able to hypnotize them both using the exact same method - a gold circular object on a chain swung back and forth.

then there was Legend of the Phantasaur much much later able to hypnotize Shaggy so successfully he overcame his panic disorder

was it because they weren’t allowed to eat prior? their meal was continuously interrupted before they were dragged onstage. maybe being actively hungry and denied food when it’s right in front of them blocks them from being hypnotized properly…?, idk but it’s food for thought, for sure 😁

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ehehe, one of the background guests is wearing a Tin Man costume from the Wizard of Oz

alas, this is prolly as close to a crossover as I’ll ever get between my first two fandoms ever and maybe that’s for the best

(honestly kind of surprised there's never been a scooby themed oz-related adventure tbh public domain and recognizeable)

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it took about half an hour into the movie for the title villains to actually encounter the gang, or almost exactly halfway through the movie. that’s actually pretty odd for a scooby movie, isn’t it?   especially when they haven’t encountered any other mystery except the fake-y ones (a lot start off with an in-progress mystery to finish up before being introduced to the main)

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welp, villain’s been spoiled, it’s ron perlman’s character as the pirate captain…

*sighs* Pirate Captain Skunkbeard

like… you get freaking Slade from the teen titans, Hellboy Himself, to voice your baddy… and you give him a name like Skunkbeard.

could have been something cool like Capt Barnaby Bones, or Cuthbert Butcher the Red Pirate, or SteelHook Slater, or Morgan “Moonscar” McWright (okay, that one’s been used before, but the point stands dammit!)

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holy moly, one of the pirates just tried to cut scooby and shaggy’s head off with an actual blade

it cut clean through their costume heads with one swipe

jesus christ on a bike, what is WRONG with you?!?!

(sometimes these scooby dtvs have moments like this. moments that explain how it is shag and scoob have what is likely ptsd for days)

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*gang follows trail of oozy green liquid sheen to the pirate ship*

now see, i thought those wooden ships weren’t supposed to pollute the oceans back in the day

(tho it does work as a solid clue i’ll grant em that)

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shaggy, why aren’t you more excited to go into the cotton candy fog? it’s clearly grape and green apple flavored! 

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…i think one pirate just killed another one during that sea shanty there

brutal

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so i didn’t mention earlier, but tim conway is fred’s dad, and i think he’s the only voice star in this i’m not surprised at - he’s been on the new scooby doo mysteries as their celebrity guest of the week, so him coming back is more like a belated reunion

that being said, his voice work here varies wildly between ‘what the heck take was that’ and ‘hysterical’ - it’s quite odd

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and suddenly the cruise ship is sunk, and the gang is on an island

alrighty then

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the captions are cracking me up right now - not a single one has spelled “bananas” right

it only spells it as “banas” 🤣🤣🤣

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“Prepare to suffer the wrath of Capt Skunkbeard!”

…nope, that’s still not intimidating. try again sir.

(truly i am made to sail the seas, for i am salty af on this name)

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‘Seize them!’

fade to black

come back in on gang tied to the pirate ship mast

…really? the gang has escaped far worse than a group of pirates before (and usually to some funky tunes), and you’re saying they were captured just like that?

fred, please tell me this is a plan of yours, otherwise this is just dumb

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sooo the pirates want to find a place that matches a painting of stars from 200 years ago… without ever stopping to consider that the painting could just be a pretty picture?

it’s a small painting, and i don’t think that star maps were really used like that back in the 1800s when it was purportedly made (at least not from what they look like on wikipedia… none of them look like pretty wall paintings)

these pirates are kinda dumb, methinks

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the ghosts of the bermuda triangle, including world war fighter places, old exploration ships, and a sea monster are apparently trying to stop the pirates

because the pirates want to time travel and rule the sea throughout time

and they needed the pretty pretty picture to lead them to the time travel macguffin they want to retrieve… which is also the sole reason the Bermuda Triangle is all bermuda triangly to begin with, when it fell to earth from space itself.

…say what now?

...that has to be one of the dumbest time travel plots i've ever heard and i sat through endgame twice

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the macguffin is a solid gold meteor

a giant hunk of gold literally as larger as twenty of the pirates put together, and you want to use it to time travel instead of selling that shit and being made for life

why are none of you smart

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yet again i see scooby shoot someone with an item that should have killed them outright and ended the mystery right there

moon monster madness had scooby shoot the alien with a missile on the moon, and pirates ahoy has him shoot a cannon at someone point blank with only a wooden door immediately between them

shrapnel should have shredded that pirate to bits, if even that much was left after that

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okay, the time travel thing turns out to be a hoax the hypnotist uses to convince the billionaire to finance his search for the literal meteor of solid gold located in the heart of the Bermuda Triangle

that’s a relief at least - Scooby Doo has done some weird shit in its days, but time travel does not need to be one of them

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well, at least we finally have the answer to who would win in a fight - homer simpson or scooby doo?

(obvs scooby, of course :D)

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according to velma, everyone on the cruise was hypnotized into believing they were pirates (including fred’s mom), but doesn’t hypnotism only work if the person actually subconsciously agrees with/goes along with the suggestions?

does that mean that at least one person on the cruise ship wanted to behead someone, since they nearly succeeded with Shag and Scoob? does that mean the fred’s mom secretly wants to kill her husband, since she tried to have him thrown overboard the ship while she was hypnotized?

the questions this raises, they are unsettling thoughts indeed 😨

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“Wouldn’t you like a nice ski trip to the Himalayas?”

“And risk a run in with the Abominable Snowman?! Forget it!”

exactly one year later (no joke, it came out exactly one year later):

“Join Scooby and Shaggy as they run in terror from the Abominable Snowman in the Himalayas, in Chill Out Scooby Doo!”

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And that was Scooby Doo Pirates Ahoy!

That was a relatively fun, if dumb, done-in-one mystery. What really saves this one (especially given the REALLY inconsistent animation quality, from acceptable to ‘someone used MS Paint didn’t they?’ levels) was the voice cast. I don’t know what blackmail they had on these guys, but the voice acting was really dang good.

Probably too good - the bad guys’ voices are so memorable you know immediately who they are when you hear them.

The time travel spiel was unbelievably dumb, only saved by the fact it was a hypnotic ruse, and some of the stuff doesn’t quite mesh that well? Like the padding on the desert island, and some of the really weird plot contrivances like the painting being the exact map to a giant ass solid gold meteor :/

Still, a solid set-up (mystery cruise in the Bermuda Triangle) with some new elements (Fred’s parents, an absolute delight) make it a fun film for the wee ones. I’d call this a keeper at the end of the day.

Then again, I really have forgotten how nice it is to see the gang as actual supporting friends and have it feel sincere. Be Cool Scooby Doo was mostly for humor, but the kids still felt like they liked each other well enough.

WNSD on the other hand really made them feel like actual friends, based on body language around each other, general closeness, and a warm comradery that’s hard to replicate. For the flaws this show has, this is certainly not one of them.

That’s all for tonight folks. Sleep well, me hardies yo ho!

[rosyredlipstick]

important facts & quotes from hidden oracle reread #4 part one

i cited everything from the hardback edition bc im a nerd 

- page one apollo is already making pop culture references (1)

- meg is such a badass oh my g od (14)

- riodan does such a beautiful way of explaining things in this novels. awe-inspiring. mind blowing. example: “Her eyes glinted darkly like a crow’s. (I can make that comparison because I invented crows.)” (14-15) wow. beautiful. 

- so i understand this series is going to be about Apollo’s redemption and ~~~~finding himself~~~~ or w\e but JESUS PLEASE RICK you can’t just say “She [Meg] reminded me of the strays my sister was always adopting: dogs, panthers, homeless maidens, small dragons.” (15) WITHOUT PROVIDING SEVERAL BOOKS AS EXAMPLE FOR SAID SENTENCE all i want is a book focused on artemis and her army of small dragons and lesbians dear gods please 

- omfg can you just imagine sally having to go over to Percy’s room and having to tell him that the greek god of the sun apollo was there to see him omfg. imagine the salt. imagine both of them just groaning. imagine.

-”If I had still been an immortal, I might have flirted with her [Sally Jackson] myself.” (30-31) l o l Sally is a middle aged married woman seven months pregnant and still bringing in the gods you go girl im proud of you

- Sally Jackson is one of the best characters in the entire series. citation: every riodan book ever even the non-pjo it’s a fact 

- i 10000% support the idea that percy gave apollo the led zeppelin shirt as a sneaky joke he’s so smart i love him so much

- “Percy laced his fingers. They were long and nimble.”(35) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

- He [Percy] would have made an excellent musician.” (35) f u ck 

- literally all percy wants is to “stay alive” long enough to go to college, meet his baby sister, and see his mom get her book published my heart is broken for this boy (35-36)

- the return of the seven layer dip fuck me up (40)

- jfc that poor Prius it’s been through so much (52-54)

- page 67 and Percy’s already made two comic book references he’s such a canon nerd 

- “Cops love me almost as much as teachers do.” god Percy Jackson what are you doing to me

- apollo tried to order a pizza to CHB and honestly same (73)

- g o d will solace jfc wow

- we’re to assume Will’s a skier (his Okemo Mountain jacket & skiers tan) (82) and now i have to write the inevitable fic that comes out of this fact

- Will’s mom was a alt.-country singer from Austin, Texas (83) which wow and honestly makes the fact will is a horrible singer 1000% better

- yellow daises grow year-round in the Apollo cabin, and it smells like fresh linens and dried sage. (83)

- kayla is aiming for the olympics and honestly im so proud already 

- fact: any and all solangelo interaction have me crying into my book 

- “Will put his hand on Nico’s shoulder, ‘Nico, we need to have another talk about your people skills.’” lol this implies that they’ve had this talk before and im dying to hear it

- the Hermes kids are big fans of Rocky Horror Picture Show (95) and now i have to write a seperate list of headcanons for this fact

- speaking of, Apollo used to cosplay as Rocky bc why not. (95-96)

- listen i know im solangelo trash BUT - “Will and Nico sat shoulder to shoulder, bantering good-naturedly. They were so cute together it made me feel desolate.” im destroyed (110)

- “but if I sit alone at my table, strange things happen.” “it’s a mood disorder” “i cant control it” stfu nico u nerd u just want to sit with your boyfriend im dead (110)

- Will nodded serenely. “It’s the strangest thing. Not that Nico would ever misuse his powers to get what he wants.” death to goody-two-shoes will solace 2k17

- off topic but CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE CHIRON THO. like. this happens and will and nico are just standing there. in front of him. telling him they have to sit together OR NICO WILL JUST HAPPEN TO PUT CRACKS INTO HIS CAMP. just imagine. him staring at them. sighing. deciding not to fight this one. agreeing & watching them giggle away bc they’re so SNEAKY & now they can EAT TOGETHER WOW 

-   lol when Meg was going to town on the hot dogs and “Julia and Alice watched her with a mixture of fascination and horror.” (111)

- “Will and Nico exchanged a look that might have meant, here we go.” (112) okay im sorry im just sO GONE FOR LITTLE MOMENTS LIKE THIS I JUST WANT NICO TO BE HAPPY AND COMFORTABLE IN HIS RELATIONSHIPS OKAY

- apollo refers to the seven as “the A-list” (112) same tho

- Jason, Piper, Coach Hedge, Mellie and baby Chuck are all in LA with Piper’s father like???? (113) THIS IS SOMETHING I NEED TO SEE? What’s the living arrangement? Is Jason living with Piper? OH GOD IS JASON LIVING WITH HEDGE AND MELLIE? DO THEY ALL LIVE IN SOME BIG PLACE PIPER’S DAD RENTED OUT???? do Piper and Jason babysit? do they have family dinners? how’s baby chuck doing??? how are they all adjusting to domestic life?? I NEED TO KNOW THIS IS ALL VERY IMPORTANT TO ME 

- lol nico’s just as pissed as eveRYONE IN THE FANDOM about Leo’s not-death and im living for it (113)

- also nico carries around Leo’s lil ‘IM ALIVE LOL’ letter\hologram\thing? like i get it was completely for the plot but?????? “i look at it whenever i want to get angry” (114) like ok nico u lil bean whatever u say u little emo shit

- apollo’s little ‘lol when u have a headache in olympus hephaestus just cracks open your skull and removes whatever brain god\dess u just birthed up lol it’s so much easier ugh’ (116) w h a t t h e f u c k 

- fact: harley is adorable no citation needed

- also you’re telling me chiron, basically as old as time itself tbh, doesn’t speak portuguese? k (120)

- “i am merely assessing how well paolo’s arms are functioning after surgery” (120) those are some big words william u nervous or something??

- “hmph” - nico di angelo, 2016 (120) 

- this isn’t really important but there’s a satyr named herbert and he’s my new favorite character sorry i dont make the rules (124)

- ok so there’s an unnamed random camper who mutters in Italian (127) and now i’ve got the BIGGEST headcanon that this random girl and Nico (omg maybe a few others????) meet a few times a month just to rant to each other in Italian so none of them get sloppy with the language and u g h im such a bitch for nico di angelo frienships

- “A boy in the crowd gasped, ‘she’s a communist!’” (127) i fucking hate this book omfg

i’ll do more later in order to mentally prepare myself for the dark prophecy but it’s 3 am and im tired  

[makeroomforthejolyghost]

do you know what still kinda weirds me out?--maybe even pisses me off?

when i found out i was got diagnosed as autistic, two different brain doctors went out of their way to tell me how sorry they were it took so long to uncover this truth, how much it musta sucked to struggle w/ this disorder* for 24 years with no words for the problems it caused me and no strategies to mitigate them. they were, of course, wrong; i downplayed my knowledge of autism out of fear that if i seemed to seek a diagnosis they’d think that in my answers i was following a script,** but i’d suspected i was autistic for almost four years at that point. besides which it was 2017, so, if anything the official DX made me less sure

now, in 2019, whenever i come out to people (incl. the same psychiatrist), same deal. lots and lots about how much i must’ve suffered, and, what can we do to make this easier for you?--&c.

but in 2018, when i went to get my dysautonomia diagnosis all confirmed and official*** and to request medication for it: all business. lots of flattering jokes about how i obviously knew how to handle myself--how it’s not dangerous as long as you don’t do anything stupid. that kinda thing. which is fine? i prefer that! joking around but also giving me meds is great!**** it’s just weird, because... 

well, because it’s not weird. i’ve literally never had to have a Feelings Talk w/ a doctor about a diagnosis that wasn’t also an Identity Label (like transgender, autistic). not even in 2011, when i first went to see a psychiatrist and sobbed for half an hour about being depressed. and i mean i can see why they’d feel more responsibility to assure me of their support, when the thing about me they have to acknowledge is so socially loaded? just, in my case it happens not to be necessary, so it embarrasses me a little. but beyond that it seems extra incongruous to me because... well! if you’ve been following me long enough to remember 2017? then you’ll know that dysautonomia is the #1 Big-Deal thing that’s ever happened to me, and that year’s depression is a close second.*

so it’s Incredibly Fucking Weird, now that i keep having to come out to people, how they all act like being trans is obviously the most important thing about/that’s ever happened to my body. tho maybe i’m the one who’s weird? like, i’m 100% certain there are many chronically ill trans people whose dysphoria blows their pain/fatigue/illness out of the water on their mental lists of Things That Bother Them. it’s just... so weird to hear that humbled tone. (from healthy cisses, i mean.) 

don’t get me wrong, it feels weird when they do it about the illness too!** but in my experience, chronic illness is worse than people generally think it is--so that like, when people say they Can’t Even Imagine what it would be like, a small part of me thinks, no, you can’t. and somehow i get a way bigger jolt of absurdity when people say they Can’t Even Imagine an experience (like, for me, transness or autism) to which my mental response when they try is more like, well, probably not, but you needn’t, really.

*i think that’s the word they used? possibly also “condition”

**in case anyone’s reading this who doesn’t know me very well: i did not. often when trying on labels i go out of my way to catalogue the ways in which i diverge from the narrative, because Honesty Scruples. oh--also i should mention, my psychiatrist recommended autism screening to me w/out my ever having brought it up. i had kinda just decided not to pick that battle

***rather than just “yeah, some people have this problem sometimes,” and a list of poorly-typed facts about orthostatic hypotension my (other) doctor printed out from the internet

****incidentally, that’s what the hormone guy did when i came out to him, too.

*before 2017, the 2010-11 bout of depression came in second.

**never seem to act that way about depression, for some reason. maybe because to non-depressed people (incl. current me), depression tends to sound more like a logical error than a unique experience?--like, personally, i find my memories of 2017 only make sense when i think of depression as an altered state of consciousness. if i try to recall my thoughts of the time i just get bored, but if i read something from then and can still remember the day i wrote it i can reinhabit the mindset in a way that makes sense.

[kngminho]

           kang minho & cha jinwoo AU.            “i wish you could love me…”

AU: what if... the story of how it went was reversed?  TW: vague mention of blood and eating disorder. 

minho had just gotten his first paycheck for modeling, and what was the first thing he did? buy that xbox jinwoo has been talking to him about nonstop. it wasn’t a very big paycheck, after all, and he didn’t care as long as he got something they both wanted for a long time.

it was that loved up look he had on his face as he stared at the younger – who in return stared at the small tv screen – that he could never wipe off his face when the other wasn’t looking. 

“yeah, i won again! you really suck at this game.” jinwoo laughed loudly as he achieved another win, and minho would beat him if he only he could stop staring and just play the damn game! he chuckled, pushing his black hair back. it was getting long, but he didn’t care at the moment, not when jinwoo told him he liked the way his hair looked today. 

he didn’t know when it really started; that thumbing feeling of his heart threatening to jump out of his chest or the giant swarm of butterflies in his stomach appearing at the sight of cha jinwoo, or even the mere thought of him. sometimes minho would lay in his bed at night, and his thoughts would take him to a world where he could bury and nuzzle his face into that boy’s neck. a world where he could hug him tightly, lay against his comforting chest and kiss him while not being questioned about it. the image in his head made him squirm in hopeless happiness. and he knew, as his eyes started to droop and as he was drifting off to dreamland, that all his daydreams could never be reality. they never will be.

minho still remembers that one particular day when he was fifteen. the day he was laughing and joking around with jinwoo as they rode their bicycles back to their houses from school, how he waved at the younger who lived right across the street and then walked into his house. how he called for his mother and ended up finding the floor of her room filled with blinding R E D. how his vision was blurry and he was running back across the street all of a sudden, trying to find the only person his mind could tell him to find in time of distress when he knew he should’ve called an ambulance or the police instead. 

he spent that entire day – no, week actually – he spent that week crying his eyes off, and he was thankful for having jinwoo in his life, for he provided him with much needed comfort when he stayed over at his house. hugging him and cuddling him and whispering words of comfort to him whenever he woke up crying in the middle of the night. it only made him fall harder for him and he knew he was too deep in that he couldn’t just wish his feelings away. 

it was a simple crush that he had for the past few months, maybe year, and only now, at sixteen, did he realize that he had fallen deep in love with his best friend. that’s when he spent most of his nights crying himself to sleep. he was always quiet about it, not being one to like to be seen crying, except, of course, he only had ever let jinwoo see him cry.

minho felt weak. whether it was physically or mentally, he didn’t know... maybe it was both. the taller boy always bought him lunch when they started high school and he became an idol while minho got more modeling gigs. he saw the younger lesser than what he was used to, and it made his heart ache, but he was happy for him for reaching his dreams so fast and at such a young age. so whenever jinwoo bought him lunch, he tried his best to eat it all, to never leave any bits of it left. but of course, with the way minho’s mind worked, it was impossible for him to do so. he didn’t know if it was his feelings for the boy that will never be reciprocated, or if it was the modeling he’s been doing, but he was eating lesser and lesser everyday and the younger noticed. it really hurt minho to have jinwoo see him like that. 

he still remembers the first time he got to hold him like he had always wanted, but had to pretend it was platonic. he hadn’t even come out at all, he was too scared of the consequences in a country like theirs, with the jobs they had. it was the day minho had caught jinwoo with bruises on his arms and a cut on his cheekbone, only making minho’s protective instincts appear, hugging the boy close to him as he cried in his chest. that night, jinwoo had asked him to keep holding him and minho could never say no to that, especially not when he looked like he was in so much pain and had tears running down his cheeks. and he knew he shouldn’t be doing this in particular when his friend was so scared, but he had let himself pretend it was more than platonic as the two of them laid there in minho’s bed, with the older’s arms wrapped securely around him.

“why’re we here?” jinwoo once asked, after they had moved to london when they turned nineteen and started school there. minho had told him earlier that he’s taking him somewhere, but never told him exactly where. the walk ended up not being short like he expected, and they ended up walking to a bridge and were now leaning against the rail facing the river. it reminded minho of the han river in seoul, except with a completely different atmosphere. 

“i wanted to go on a walk.” he answered simply with a shrug, looking down at the water. 

“that walk was too long.” jinwoo commented after a short moment, then nudged his best friend’s shoulder. “what’s wrong?” 

“huh? nothing!” minho was startled at first, but tried to calm himself down. “n-nothing...” he mumbled. he could see the frown on jinwoo’s face from the corner of his eye and he felt too guilty and nervous about what he had wanted to do that day. he’s been thinking about it for far too long, and it’s been making his head hurt for the entire day. “do you think you could ever...” minho trailed off, not sure how he should start this.

“could ever what?” the younger asked when minho had taken too long to continue. 

he took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a second before looking out at the water again. “could ever stop being my best friend? hate me for something?” 

“no, of course not!” jinwoo answered quickly as he turned to look at him, not missing a beat. 

“even if... i-if i-i said that-” he stammered, gulping thickly. “that i-i’m... i’m falling d-deeper in... in love w-with you every day?” he finally said, not being able to look him in the eyes. he was staring down at the water and his vision was getting blurry. 

“... w-what?” 

minho looked up at him, bottom lip quivering and eyes welled up, and he could see just how shocked his best friend was. and it was like the sky knew what he was feeling, suddenly started to rain little droplets of water that started to wet their hair and their clothes, but both of them stood there frozen, jinwoo staring at him in complete surprise and minho on the verge of crying, not knowing what to say. 

when neither of them found the words to say – he wasn’t even sure if jinwoo wanted to say anything, he was just staring at him – minho’s feet started to take a few steps back and before he knew it, he quickly turned around and ran. where would he go? he didn’t know. he was running away from the only person he would usually go to. 

he ended up deep in the park nearby, not being able to handle running too much that he just leaned against a tree instead to catch his breath. but to his horror, jinwoo was apparently running too close behind him without him realizing. the boy had been running aimlessly the entire time. 

“min! min, please just- stop!” the younger caught up and tried to catch his breath, leaning down with his hands on his knees as he did so, while minho just stared at him with his heart thumbing in his chest. this was it. he followed him just to end their friendship, he knew it. he had a feeling he would, no matter how soft hearted and loving his best friend was. “you’re... you’re in love... with me?” he asked in between heavy breaths. 

“i-if you want to me to leave you, just say so.” minho answered simply and quietly, tears running down his cheeks and blending in with the rain. the younger boy looked good, too good, that minho couldn’t handle it. he didn’t even know why he risked losing the presence of such a boy. 

“no... minmin, of course i don’t want you to leave me.” and the nickname only made a sob leave minho’s mouth before he looked away too quickly. “hey, look at me.” jinwoo spoke softly, now close to him, and minho only shook his head stubbornly. “please?” 

how could he say no? minho was too in love, he could never deny him a request even in this state. so he turned back around and was forced to tilt his head up to look at him, considering how the other had grown taller than him recently. minho was sure he looked ugly, with tears down his face, his nose red and his dark hair wet from the rain. 

“please, i don’t want to see you cry.” and the least of what he was expecting happened. he felt soft lips on his cheeks, kissing his tears away. he could literally hear his own heart in his ears, and for some reason, he could tell jinwoo’s heart was the same from their close proximity. 

“jin...” he muttered softly, looking so confused. 

but before he could say anything else, before he could question him, soft and large hands were cradling his chubby cheeks and soft lips pressed against his plump ones and he suddenly felt like he was in a dream.

[lostboyhook]

never shall we die.

1. Describe the character’s height and build. Is he heavyset, thin, short, rangy?

James is 5′11, he’s thin but when he doesn’t spend all his time drinking and spending time inside he gains slight muscle in his arms, stomach, and legs. but for now hes just a thin bean.

2. How old is he?

He’s twenty.

3. Describe his posture. Does he/she carry himself well or does he/she slouch?  

i’d say pretty well, Hook slouches mostly when he’s comfortable or laying down.

4. How is his health? Is he fit or out of shape? Any illnesses or conditions? Any physical disabilities?

Nope Hook is pretty healthy in that aspect, he’s pretty fit even if he’s not active all the time.

5. How does he move? Is he clumsy, graceful, tense, fluid?

I’d say fluid.

6. How attractive is this character physically? How does he perceive himself in the mirror?

UHM YES, VERY. But Hook has his good days and bad. Sometimes he think he looks good, but if hes feeling sad or down he doesn’t feel good about himself.

7. Describe his complexion. Dark, light, clear, scarred?

Hook is pale, although he does get a sort of darker complexion in the summer time. his face is pretty clear, besides the few blemishes from time to time.

8. Describe his hair: color, texture, style.

His usual hair style, is long curly and frizzy, and most especially messy. But since hes cut it short, it looks more clean cut, but he still leaves it messy.

9. What color are his/her eyes?

Dark brown, like chocolate.

10. Does the character have any other noteworthy features?

(uhm his whole face??) But i’d say his hair, but since thats gone, i’d say his bone structure.

11. What are his/her chief tension centers?

Neck, thats where all the stress seems to flee to.

12. What is the character’s wardrobe like? Casual, dressy, utilitarian? Bright colors, pastels, neutrals? Is it varied, or does he/she have six of the same suit?

Haha, my favorite. Hook’s style is random and messy but somehow managed to coordinate together. Half the time its skinny jeans, some sort of boots, and a dark colored shirt. and hes never without his silver rings. He has a lot of clothes, more than hes willing to admit. He’s a hoarder with clothes and a good thrift finder.

13. Do his/her clothes fit well? Does he/she seem comfortable in them?

oh yes, Hook wouldn’t wear anything that he didn’t find comfortable. But just because something is comfortable doesn’t mean its not fashionable.

14. Does he/she dress the same on the job as he/she does in his free time? If not, what are the differences?

Yes, Hook will not change his appearance/style for others.

15. You knew it was coming: Boxers, briefs or commando?

Everything and anything in between, depends on his mood.  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Speech

1. What does this character’s voice sound like? High-pitched, deep, hoarse?

I think has a rather feminine sounding voice, not that he sounds like a girl but its soft and gentle.

2. How does he/she normally speak? Loud, soft, fast, evenly? Does he/she talk easily, or does he/she hesitate?

Soft, he only gets loud when in a screaming match, and he can talk fast sometimes, but mostly its pretty even.

3. Does the character have a distinct accent or dialect? Any individual quirks of pronunciation? Any, like, you know, verbal tics?

When Hook was really little he had a speech impediment, but his parents took him to speech therapy so by the time he got to high school it was practically gone.

4. What language/s does he/she speak, and with how much fluency?

English, and Neverlandish ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

5. Does he/she switch languages or dialects in certain situations?

Only when hes talking to Peter haha.

6. Is he/she a good impromptu speaker, or does he/she have to think about his words?

Impomptu, but if its a serious matter it will take a moment for James to respond because hes thinking about what to say.

7. Is he/she eloquent or inarticulate? Under what circumstances might this change?

Eloquent, at least i like to think so.

Mental and Emotional

1. How intelligent is this character? Is he/she book-smart or street-smart?

I’d say more street smart, Hook doesn’t care much for school. He barely got by in high school because he hated it so much, and being around Peter growing up and how much trouble they got into together, he’s more street wise. James can and always hold himself in a fight, even if means losing a hand. (HaAhahah)

2. Does he/she think on his feet, or does he/she need time to deliberate?

Both. Most of time its on his feet, it takes a really hard decision or plan for Hook to need to deliberate.

3. Describe the character’s thought process. Is he/she more logical, or more intuitive? Idealistic or practical?

Intuitive, Hook does everything he feels with his heart and gut. Never really with his mind, because his emotions are louder than his thoughts. Hook is a dreamer.

4. What kind of education has the character had? High school, and is now a senior at Walt Uni.

5. What are his/her areas of expertise? What, if anything, is he/she interested in learning more about?

He likes geography and exploring and finding new places. James dreams of traveling the world.

6. Is he/she an introvert or an extrovert?

Both. If hook is feeling sad or down he’s an introvert. But if hes out and or at the bar or with his friends he’s an extreme extrovert. So he’s pretty middle ground between both.

7. Describe the character’s temperament. Is he/she even-tempered or does he/she have mood swings? Cheerful or melancholy? Laid-back or driven?

Hah, mood swings af. But thats mostly because of how Peter acted towards him that day. Most of the times hes laid-back and charming. 

8. How does he/she respond to new people or situations? Is he/she suspicious, relaxed, timid, enthusiastic?

It depends, its either timid/relaxed. 

9. Is he/she more likely to act, or to react?

React, unless its a fight. Then he will act.

10. Which is his/her default: fight or flight?

Fight.

11. Describe the character’s sense of humor. Does he/she appreciate jokes? Puns? Gallows humor? Bathroom humor? Pranks?

Oh yeah, Hook loves jokes. Probably the only thing that makes him feel better. He loves memes, such a trash bby.

12. Does the character have any diagnosable mental disorders? If yes, how does he/she deal with them?

He has anxiety about most things, but he tends to drink them away. He hates the feeling anxiety causes in the pit of his stomach.

13. What moments in this character’s life have defined him/her as a person?

Losing his hand, after that James had to learn how to completely operate himself after the incident. It was like he became a different person. He was more cold to the world, but after a few years he began letting some light back into his life.

14. What does he/she fear?

being alone.

15. What are his/her hopes or aspirations?

travel the world, find love.

16. What is something he/she doesn’t want anyone to find out about him/her?

He cries more than he wants too lol

Relationships

1. Describe this character’s relationship with his/her parents.

Hook and his dad didn’t have much of relationship, either he was gone or so drugged up that he couldn’t have a conversation with the man. His mom was always loving, but things weren’t always perfect between the two.

2. Does the character have any siblings? What is/was their relationship like?

Nope.

3. Are there other blood relatives to whom he/she is close? Are there ones he/she can’t stand?

Nope.

4. Are there other, unrelated people whom he/she considers part of his family? What are his/her relationships with them?

Well the lost boy clan since he grew up with them, Peter, Tink, Merida and Alice.

5. Who is/was the character’s best friend? How did they meet?

Merida/Alice, Alice i don’t remember probably through Merida. And Merida he met when he found her crying in her dorm one night.

6. Does he/she have other close friends?

Yes! Merida & Alice!

7. Does he/she make friends easily, or does he/she have trouble getting along with people?

Oh yes, Hook is a damn social butterfly, he could probably make friends with a tree.

8. Which does he/she consider more important: family or friends?

his friends are like his family, so family?

9. Is the character single, married, divorced, widowed? Has he/she been married more than once?

Single

10. Is he/she currently in a romantic relationship with someone other than a spouse?

hahahahahahahahahhahahhahahahahah, Hook is in love, but ahahahahahahahahaahahah we all know that story.

11. Who was his/her first crush? Who is his/her latest?

HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA, it will always be Peter.

12. What does he/she look for in a romantic partner?

Hook doesn’t look for anything, if someone makes him happy and feel like hes floating it doesn’t matter.

13. Does the character have children? Grandchildren? If yes, how does he/she relate to them? If no, does he/she want any?

Nope

14. Does he/she have any rivals or enemies?

Wendy darling, the lost boys, (kinda tink but not really)

15. What is the character’s sexual orientation? Where does he/she fall on the Kinsey scale?

Hook is pansexual, he just loves people of all types.

16. How does he/she feel about sex? How important is it to him/her?

Well, of course he likes sex. He can have a one night stand with no strings attached but when it comes to someone he cares about it means something more to him.

17. What are his/her turn-ons? Turn-offs? Weird bedroom habits?

* w i g g  l e s e y e b r o w s*  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Beliefs

1. Do you know your character’s astrological (zodiac of choice) sign? How well does he/she fit type?

James is a Libra which fits him to a T! (which is ironic bc i just looked up ezra zodiac and hes a libra lmao) It said Libra are spontaneous and fun, romantic and charming, but they also can be trouble makers, selfish, and naive. Which is literally James %100

2. Is this character religious, spiritual, both, or neither? How important are these elements in his/her life?

Hook isn’t religious butt he’s very spiritual, if that makes sense? Very, being spiritual is the only thing that makes James have peace of mind anymore.

3. Does this character have a personal code of morals or ethics? If so, how did that begin? What would it take to compromise it?

Yes, James doesn’t like to hurt people or make them feel bad. But if it comes to Peter he risk it all and it’s likes everything he believes in is tossed to the side. 

4. How does he/she regard beliefs that differ from his? Is he/she tolerant, intolerant, curious, indifferent?

indifferent.

5. What prejudices does he/she hold? Are they irrational or does he/she have a good reason for them?

None.

Daily Life

1. What is the character’s financial situation? Is he/she rich, poor, comfortable, in debt?

comfortable? kind of, some times his family is hurting for money but most of the time it’s okay.

2. What is his/her social status? Has this changed over time, and if so, how has the change affected him/her?

well hook isn’t popular or anything, but hes loves people so i think many people know of him even if they haven't met him.

3. Where does he/she live? House, apartment, trailer? Is his/her home his/her castle or just a place to crash? What condition is it in? Does he/she share it with others?

his dorm at walt, it can get messy when James gets lazy, but most of time its neat. James has a dorm to himself

4. Besides the basic necessities, what does he/she spend his/her money on?

haha, rum and cigarettes. but mostly rum.

5. What does he/she do for a living? Is he/she good at it? Does he/she enjoy it, or would he/she rather be doing something else?

Hook doesn’t have a job, but when hes really desperate he deals drugs. LOL

6. What are his/her interests or hobbies? How does he/she spend his/her free time?

going out with friends, hook just likes to have a fun time away from all the bullshit.

7. What are his/her eating habits? Does he/she skip meals, eat out, drink alcohol, avoid certain foods?

Hook skips meals sometimes, mostly due to forgetfulness because the alcohol makes him feel full.

Associations

Which of the following do you associate with the character, or which is his/her favorite:

1. Color?   Black and Blue 2. Smell?  like a pirate  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) why is the rum always gone? 3. Time of day? Twilight 4. Season? Spring 5. Book? Under The Black Flag 6. Music? Pop, Indie, Hook likes a lot of genres 7. Place? Neverland, on his Jolly Rodger. 8. Substance? Rum. 9. Plant? Babys breath 10. Animal? Crocodile >;)

[latefrequencies]

and I fully do believe enablers exist and I do believe that enabling comes in lots of different forms and it can be so subtle that only people who understand addiction extremely well can point it out, but 

literally, no one is enabling me in specific? unless I am so messed up that there is a situation where someone is in fact enabling me and doesn’t do anything about it, and I know I am making this about me but this situation could easily happen to anybody else, where they get the drugs relatively secretively with no interactions from anybody else who would be in any kind of position to do anything one way or the other?

there are, like, only three things I’ve ever experienced that I think come even the tiniest bit close to enabling, and those were

a classmate I briefly knew who took recreational benzodiazepines (which I did at the time) and to whom I actually sold benzos (I was like “hey you can have ‘em for free” but she was like “no I feel guilty” and that’s how I gave away 4 mg of klonopin and got $20 for it which was like well over the cost of the whole bottle at the time that’s still a college story I’m proud of) and a few times, we were both simultaneously high and didn’t have anyplace we needed to go to for a while so we sat on campus chilling and talking about art, trauma, bipolar disorder, movies, writing, some other shit, we did talk about drugs which you could argue was her enabling me in the form of her validating my addiction and talking about drugs in a non-negative context but arguably I was enabling her because of the times I gave her drugs (which I seriously thought about before doing it and I only did it because I knew her mental health status and I was like “shit she is legit out of seroquel well I see why she would use these as a short-term substitute for when the medical system is being fucked up and she can’t get her meds, I mean I did the same thing”. in hindsight maybe she could have been lying about being out of seroquel. I kind of don’t care bc I still understand how someone who is traumatized, bipolar, and possibly has other disorders could need benzodiazepines that aren’t theirs.)

the time I was able to get my doctor to up my dose of klonopin by saying “hey doc I think I’m getting a little bit of a tolerance to this drug [which was true] but like I still need it for my PTSD and shit [also true]” (sidenote: anytime I say I use benzos recreationally, I do use them for medical purposes too, but what I do is I hide the pills from myself and get by on solely OTCs so I miss a few days’ dosages but have enough for later when I may have to Overdo It. My relationship to klonopin is complex. It warrants its own post.) Anyway though I got her to give me 1mg pills instead of .5mgs but the new instruction was to take up to 2 1mgs a day as opposed to 3 .5mgs, so really I just got her to give me an extra half-miligram of klonopin per day and like. Yes that is a legit addictive behavior and she did allow it to happen but this was like. the only case of any of that.

I have friends, mostly online friends (which I mention solely because it must be understood that unlike some cases of addiction and enabling, nothing that could be done irl to enable someone is something my friends can do). anyway I have friends who, in many cases, are also addicts or have addictive tendencies and have similar mental health situations as mine and understand why i’m an addict and while they definitely advise harm reduction (as I do too for anyone else I know) and they recognize it’s not a GOOD thing, they’ve not ever told me You Need To Stop so if you wanna see that as enabling. idk and idc. 

but like. most enabler behaviors are just not things that anyone does for me? like I literally looked up “enabler examples” to see if any of it applied to me and none of it did. since I don’t face legal repercussions for my drug use, there’s no one who repeatedly bails me out of jail or whatever. I don’t engage in abusive behaviors that make people too scared to not provide me with drugs (I have sometimes expressed concerns that I’m abusive but that’s 1. its own subject and 2. not manifesting itself in a form that would play into addiction). no one is giving me drugs whatsoever except for my psychiatrist, and she also gives me the anti-psychotics and anti-emetics I need, so no offence but its kind of her job to give me anti-anxiety meds that I use in excess in ways that I deliberately don’t tell her the full truth about? (I recognize that that is my bad, not hers.) yeah my aunt gives me money I use to buy drugs, but I earn that money for doing jobs at her school and stuff, and I’m just as likely to spend it on notebooks or gemstones or sweaters or MLP toys* as I am Benadryl (that’s the one I actually pay for, I assert that I am addicted to it because I Cannot Function w/o it and the way I take it looks like how an addict takes something. Anyway the point is that’s what I use the money for when I’m buying drugs.) there’s nothing my friends can do because like I said they live on like the other side of the frickin country or hell even in another country entirely, and I cannot recall a SINGLE time they have advised me to take drugs (sometimes they agreed that it was a good idea if I noticed a “hey I took some Benadryl an hour ago and now I don’t care about my trauma anymore” effect but they never advised me to do it, ever). when random people walk by me at school and see me taking pills, what’s to make them think it’s not medication being taken properly or hell just OTC painkillers (as it actually very often is Because Arthritis), and even if they know it’s like Excess Drugs, literally no one I know in-person who isn’t a family member or Jared has any kind of relationship to me where it’d be Their Business to do anything about it. 

I don’t. have friends who I do drugs with because see above, no in-person friends. Except Jared. And while I am generally high while around him and I think like once I said “you can have some if you want some” kind of as a joke that he would have fully understood, we don’t Do Drugs together. That’s not why we go out into secluded wooded areas together. (we go there to look for and then joke about snails. this is a thing that happens. Jared I recognize you’re probably reading this. if so please tell me if I shouldn’t have said the thing about the snails. but I’m pretty sure you’d be cool with me publicly talking about the snails.) 

anyway point is that no one does anything for my addiction other than me, I am legit the only one doing anything that enables me, I guess you could argue that I’m my own enabler then but that’s just kinda redundant and also a bit nonsensical as a concept. literally. nobody I know does anything. that could be considered enabling my drug usage unless not immediately dragging me to rehab or w/e is considered “enabling” (and again since my drug use is relatively private irl - not online but irl - no one who is in any position to drag me to rehab is likely to drag me to rehab.) anyway that’s not how shit works and anyway not all addicts have enablers and addiction is not always a social or symbiotic experience, idk why I went on about that so much today is just Addict Rant day 

also I don’t actually expect Jared to drag me to rehab but I said that because he’s my Token Local Friend and I believe - and I am reasonably sure he believes to - that friends have certain responsibilities to each other that they wouldn’t have to strangers. but I don’t think he’s responsible for my addiction or mental health. because no this is my issue. I have utterly no expectation that anyone I know try to solve it.

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* Yes, I buy My Little Pony toys rather frequently. I just like having them around. They’re nice.

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Mistakes

         I walked into the school, with my head bowed down. I didn’t want to see anyone, I didn’t want anyone to see me, and I certainly didn’t want to bump into anyone. Of course, as usual, that was not an option. A few paces down the hall, and I ran into someone, causing both of us to fall to the ground. I got to my knees, and tried getting my things together, when a hand was extended towards me. I lifted my head, and brown eyes met my green ones. I took his hand, and he pulled me up.          “You okay?” The boy that I ran into asked. His chocolate brown eyes widen in worry. I took a step back, and because I was blocking the sunlight before, it now hit his brown hair, making it look like it was on fire. I realised I was staring, so I quickly averted my eyes.          “Y-yeah, I-I-I guess I’m f-fine.” I internally face-palmed. Curse my stupid speech disorder. Why can I not function properly?          “That’s good to know.” He let go of my arm, and smiled slightly. “I’m Jack, Jack Dylan.”          “A-ash—” I thought about it, and decided not to say that. My eyes rose up to meet his, before coming back down to my shoes again. “T-tilly”          “Nice to meet you, Tilly. What subject do you have first?”          “I-I-I don’t know. I’m o-on my way t-t-to the o-office.” My eyes darted around the hallway, at the different people around. Guys with slicked back hair walked around with girls practically hanging from their arms, and the nerds were literally being held up against the lockers, threatened by others. I looked back at Jack a bit, and back to my shoes. We stood there awkwardly until I decided to speak up. “W-well i-i-it was nice to meet you, J-j-jack. I sh-sh-should get g-going.”          He nodded slightly, but then lit up. “Hey, how about I walk you there. You might get lost, and this schools pretty big.”          “S-sure.” I  shrugged a bit. I didn’t really care, and to be honest, I could use a guide. Jack smiled, and put his hand around my shoulders.          “So, those are the dudes. Stay away from them. At least, until I introduce you. Then you’ll be fine. Those are the nerds. I wouldn’t go near them either. If you do……..well, it’s not gonna be too good, that’s all I’ll say.” I nodded, and slowly took in everything he said. Maybe, for once, I’ll actually fit in. Who am I kidding, that’s never gonna happen.                                                               *** Four months later           “Sh-shut up, Jack!” My face was beet red, and all the guys were laughing. Four months had passed since the day I ran into Jack Dylan on my way down the hall, and I've got to say; it’s been the best four months I've every had. That very day, Jack had taken me to meet his friends; the ones he told me to stay away from until he introduced us; Mike, Adam and Tom. I couldn’t be more grateful to have had run into Jack. Not that it didn't hurt.          “No, I’m not even joking! You turned down Kimberly Turner’s invite to her party! I mean, who does that?!” Jack was standing up with his hands gesturing wildly to show his disbelief. Right now, we were at his house, just fooling around. We were sitting around on the couch, exchanging opinions about my horrific failure today.          “So let me get this straight.” Adam sat up, and furrowed his eyebrows. “Kimberly Turner, the literal queen of the school, invited you, Tilly Crawford, a nobody—no offense—to her party, and you turned it down?!”          “W-well, yeah—” I opened my mouth to say more, but was drowned out by their laughter. “I-I mean, s-since when was I a p-p-party type of girl?          They paused for a bit, each one thinking of their own memories with me. Michael’s blonde hair was completely slicked back, and it was honestly funny to watch him. He hadn’t shaved in a while, so his stubble was turning into more of a beard. Adam, on the other hand, was completely opposite. He was clean shaven, and his auburn hair was in a bowl cut. He hated it, and the only reason he had to get it, was because Mike had stuck a piece of gum in his hair.          Jack smirked a bit. “I bet you were a party girl before you met us.”          I smiled a bit. “I was n-n-never a party t-type of girl. I-I thifnk my speech and a-anxiety disorder has t-to do with that. My s-s-stutter actually has b-been better since I m-met you guys.”          At that moment, the doorbell rang, and I groaned. I knew who it was, and I didn’t like it. Thomas got up to answer it, and my eyes followed him across the room, his light brown hair glittered from the glow of the setting sun, and his forest green eyes sparkled mischievously. In my opinion, he was extremely good looking, and I definitely felt something. I can’t believe I'm stupid enough to like a guy who doesn’t like me back.          “Hello? Earth to T-t-t-tilly?” Mike stuck his hand in front of my face, making me giggle a little. “What are you checking Thomas out for?”          Adam heard this, and I could literally see his ears perk up and his eyes brighten. “That would be so cute though! Tilly and Tom!”          I threw my head back and laughed like a maniac. This was how things were. Adam and Mike were constantly teasing me about my crush on Tom, and I would constantly try to keep Tom from finding out. It’s a miracle he hasn't yet. “Well, I highly d-doubt he’d f-find me ap-p-pealing.”          Jack, from across the room frowned, and pursed his lips. “I guess you two would look okay.”          Jeez, Jack. What’s with you today.          “Mike!” A horrible screech filled the air, and a wild bug with blonde hair and blue eyes flew into the room, and tackled poor Mike who was next to me. I immediately got up, and moved to the other side of the room, where Jack was. “Are you ready for our date tonight?”          Mike smiled tightly, his dislike for the girl was obvious to everyone but her.               

        “Yeah, Megan. About that—”

        “Don’t tell me you’re cancelling again?! You’re sister doesn't go to the ER that many times per week!” She stood up, hands on her hips, and her lips in an annoying pout. I snorted, and covered my mouth to prevent any other sound from escaping. So that was his excuse to Megan? Well, how ‘creative’.

         “No, no, no, it’s not that! It’s just—” Mike began to panic. His eyes darted to me, then to the other guys, full of pleading. “I-it’s just that Tilly’s been invited to Kimberly Turner’s party tonight and she’s given the invite to us!”           My mouth dropped open in shock, and so did everyone else’s. Didn’t we just have an entire conversation, and joke about this?! I declined it! By accident, but still, I had declined it! What is Michael King thinking?           “Oh my good lord, really?!” Megan leaped into the air, and turned to me. “Thank you so much Tilly!! That’s amazing news!!”            Of course she had to come bounding to me and wrap me in a tight bear hug. The guys were obviously trying hard not to laugh, and Mike looked extremely apologetic but also relieved. I clenched my jaw, rolled my eyes, and gave him a glare that bore right through his head.           “No p-problem, Megan. Maybe you should g-go home to ch-change? It is a p-party, and not so much o-of a f-f-fancy occasion.” I gestured slightly to her pink dress that seemed way too tight for her. Honestly, I was just buying time so I can fix the problem that Mike made. “Maybe something a b-b-bit more for p-partying?”           Megan beamed, and finally let go of me. “You’re completely right, Tilly. I should go change.  See you later Mike! Meet you at my house, 7:00?”          Mike let out a breath, and nodded. “Yeah, sounds good. Bye, Meg.”          I turned my body to face her as she walked away, a polite smile on my face. As soon as the door slammed, my smile dropped, replaced with a frown, and my attention was turned towards Mike. With my voice dangerously low, I started towards him. “Michael King. What in the heck were you thinking?!”


          “I’m sorry! I swear! I just panicked, and didn’t know what to say!” He got up, and tried to get behind the couch, but tripped, and ended up in the same position.“I’m sorry, I really am!”
 I got up in his face, and opened my mouth to yell at him some more, but then I just stopped. I dropped to my knees, and just stared at him tiredly. 

         “W-what am I s-s-supposed to do, Mike? I did not accept th-that invitation, therefore I c-cannot give it to you, and now I have to c-clean up the mess that you m-m-made!”           “I’m sorry, Tilly. I really am!”           “I know. B-but unfortunately, ‘sorry’ can’t fix this.” I got up, and sat next to him. “Now I have to d-do the one thing th-that I never wanted to d-do.”           “What are you going to do?” Tom, who was apparently holding a glass of milk now, rose an eyebrow at me.          I stood up, grabbed my jacket and sighed. Glancing again at Mike, I smiled tightly. “I'm gonna g-go ask Kimberly T-turner for that invite a-again.” With that, I turned around and walked out of the house.                                                          ***          I stood on the porch of a nice little blue cottage, just a little out of the town. Who would have ever thought that ‘Queen Kimberly’ lived here? I pushed my thumb into the doorbell, and stepped back. I don’t even know what to say! I mean, what am I supposed to do? Hey Kimberly. It’s me, Tilly, the girl that turned down the offer to your party tonight. Can I have another one? No, I can’t say that.          “Hello?” An old looking woman stood in the doorway. “Can I help you?” I jumped a bit. Didn't notice her. Okay, here we go. “Hi, m-my name is Tilly C-crawford. Is K-k-kimberly Turner h-here?”          “You’re looking for Kimberly?” The old woman smiled kindly. “I’m her grandmother, Anne. I’ll go get her for you. Why don’t you come inside? I’ve just put the cookies in the oven.”           Carefully stepping into the house, I followed Anne. Halfway in, I got tackled by tiny chihuahuas. Not one, not two, SIX!! SIX FREAKING CHIHUAHUAS tackled me! Obviously, I was screaming my head off, which brought Anne’s attention to me, but also brought someone bustling down the stairs.           “What’s going on?! GRANNY!” A familiar prissy voice rang from the stairway. “Ana, Alicia, Angie, Aura, Ava, Alexa!! Heel! Now! HEEL!!”           The six little monsters climbed off me, but still sat around me, panting. Anne came hurrying towards me, with a slight frown on her face. “Sorry, dear, these old legs aren’t getting me anywhere these days.”           I smiled a bit, but I was still really confused. Who had shouted for them to heel? I feel like I know that voice, but I really couldn’t put my finger on it. That was, until they showed up.           “Tilly? Is that you?” There she was. Kimberly Turner, the queen of the school. Wearing loose sweat pants and a worn out Hello Kitty shirt with her hair piled messily on her head? “What are you doing at my house?”          I shook my head a bit, taking a second look at her, but sure enough, it was Kimberly. Hello Kitty shirt and all. “U-uh, yeah. I-it’s me, T-tilly. H-hey Kimberly.”          “Um, hey.” She rose an eyebrow at me, but then shrugged. Walking forward, she held a hand out to me. I took it, and she pulled me up. Brushing myself off, I took a third look at Kimberly. She doesn’t seem like a queen from this point. “So, why are you here?”          I looked down to my toes. Now, how was I supposed to say this? “U-um, so you know how I-I kind of t-t-turned down your offer to your p-party?”          She stiffened. Letting her eye roll a bit, she nodded. “Yeah, what about it?”


         “C-can I t-t-take you up on that o-offer?” I cringed inwardly. “I-I mean, c-could, I still g-get tha—I’m s-sorry, could I still g-go?”          She rose her eyebrows at me, and smiled a bit. “Are you asking if you could come to my party tonight?”           “Y-yeah.” I nodded slightly.          “Sure, why not.” She smiled, making her grey eyes sparkle a bit. “Actually, can you do me a couple favours?”          “Yeah, s-sure. Anything.” It was the least I could do. I mean, I did turn down an offer to her party, and asked for it back.           “Invite a couple more people.” She scrunched up her face, and ran her hands through her ginger hair. “And, you know that friend of yours? The one with the cute auburn bowl cut, and hazel eyes?”           Furrowing my eyebrows, I thought about it. Bowl cut? Definitely Adam. “Y-you mean, A-adam?”          “Oh yeah, that’s his name.” She snapped her fingers. “Yeah, him. Could you get me a date with him? Or at least a meet-up or something?”          “Yeah, I-I guess.” I mean, what guy doesn’t want a date with Kimberly Turner, the queen of the school?          “Okay, it’s settled then.” She clapped her hands, and smiled. “Need anything else?”           “Um, no. I-I should get back to the g-guys.”          “M’kay, see you tonight!” She led me to the door, and stood there, presumably waiting for me to walk away.                                                               ***          “GUYS!” I walked back into Jack’s house, and slammed the door. “I’VE GOT N-NEWS!!!”          Mike with his slicked back hair now messed up, came sliding(literally) in front of me, his eyes wild. “Tilly! You’re back with news! What is it?!”          Adam came walking calmly and stood next to him. “How do you even stutter when you yell?”          I cocked my head a bit. Well, that was random. “Kimberly said y-yes.” Mike jumped into the air, whooping. “YES! YES! THANK YOU, TILLY!!!!!” Then, he ran off, supposedly upstairs.          I just shook my head, and turned to Adam. “He really n-needs to break up with M-m-megan. Oh yeah, and K-kimberly wants a d-date with you.”          His jaw dropped to the floor. “WHAT?! KIMBERLY, THE QUEEN OF THE SCHOOL WANTS A DATE WITH ME?! A BASIC NOBODY?! WHAT THE FU—”          I covered his mouth. “Language, Adam! Or I’ll w-wash out that mouth of yours with s-soap! And yes, Kimberly w-wants a date with you. N-now, if I were you, I’d go g-get ready for a p-party.”           “Party? What party?” Jack and Tom walked into my sights, and both were confused. If you guys had been part of the conversation, you’d know, right?           “Kimberly a-agreed to the invite to her p-party.” I smiled. “She said that we should all g-go.”           “Really?” Jack raised an eyebrow. He opened his mouth to say some more, but there was a sudden crash from upstairs. “Oh dear, I hope Mike’s not raiding my closet again.”            He quickly hurried off, with Adam behind him, who was muttering something about a tux. No, don't where a tux, Adam. That’s not a good idea. Tom and I became the only ones that were still standing there. Trying to reduce the awkwardness, I bent down to tie my sneakers up, and then got up to take my jacket off. Tom just stood there, not knowing what to do.           “So, we’re going to the party, huh?           “Y-yeah.” I smiled a bit, before moving to go towards the living room. He followed me in.           “I should probably go get ready.” He nodded a bit, but I felt like he was more asking me if he should go get ready.           “M-maybe you should.” I nodded a bit. He turned around to go upstairs, and I turned around to get my stuff because I needed to get ready for the party. I walked towards the door, and I literally felt his eyes dig a hole in me, as I walked pass, but I did my best to ignore it. Just as I reached the front door, he spoke.           “Tilly, wait.” I turned to look at him.           “Y-yeah?”           “Doyouwanttogotothepartywithme?”          I chuckled a little. “I-I’m sorry.”          He let out a breathe. “Would you like to go to the party with me?”          I smiled. “I thought you’d n-never ask.”                                                         ***          I looked in the mirror at myself. I didn’t look half bad. The emerald green dress I’m wearing, sort of highlights my eyes but, also clashed a bit with my red hair. I had applied a bit of makeup, not too much, because I’m not that type of girl, and my hair was in a loose braid. I guess I’ll be fine. Sneaking out of my room, I made sure that my parents didn’t see me, and when I got outside, I made a run for it. As fast as I could in heels, anyway. Which really wasn’t that fast. When I got to Jack’s house(yes, the guys are hanging there again), I was out of breathe, and I honestly think I ruined my hair. I patted it down, and tucked in some loose strands, before knocking on the door. It took a while for them to answer, but I heard them thundering down the stairs.          It was Adam who opened the door, and dang, he looked snazzy. “Tilly?”          I ducked my head a bit. “Y-yeah.”          “I almost couldn’t recognise you!” He broke out in a smile. “Tom’s gonna lose his shi—”          “Language!” I rolled my eyes. “W-what is with you and s-swearing today?”          He lead me inside, and all the guys were in the living room. They looked slightly fancy, but none were wearing a tux, unlike Adam. They all took one look at me and did a double take. “Tilly? Is that you?”          I sighed. Why is everyone asking me that? “Yes, it’s m-me.”          Tom stood up and his face was priceless. His eyes were bigger than watermelons, and his mouth was wide open. I’ve got to say, he didn’t look that bad himself. He was wearing a dress shirt with no tie(thank goodness), and his normal jeans. I could tell he tried to brush his hair, but it didn’t work out, because his light brown hair still stuck out, all over. “Y-you look nice, T-t-t-tilly.”          I smirked. “Catching on to my s-s-s-stutter, Tom?”          The guys laughed as Tom turned tomato red, and I bit back a laugh. Mike threw his hands up dramatically. “You guys, come on! Stop flirting! Some of us actually need to get to our dates, you know?”          Me and Tom ended up walking to the party, because the others were taking their sweet time. We walked in a comfortable silence.          “So are you excited?” He looked at me, and smirked.          “F-for what?”          “The party, what else?”         “Y-yeah. It’s actually my f-first party ever s-since I reached my t-teenager years.”          “Really? Well, I’m honoured to have you spend your first party with me.”           “I’m glad my f-first party is w-with you.” I smiled, and we walked on in peace.                                                            ***           Lights flashing. Music blaring. People dancing around like they’re animals. So this is my first party.           Tom walked over to me, with drinks in his hands, and offered one to me.       “Want one?”            I scrunched up my eyebrows. “W-what is it?”            He shrugged. “Not sure, but it’s really good!”


           “Nah, I’m g-good.”            “Suit yourself.” He immediately drank both, one close after the other.            “Hey, do you want to get out of here?”            “Sure, why not?” I was tired of the music anyway. “Hang on, l-let me go tell J-jack.”            I slipped through the crowd, looking for Jack. When I finally found him, he was off in a corner, just watching everyone. “J-jack!”
 He looked towards me, and got up from his position. “Tilly. How’s it going?”           “M-me and T-t-tom are gonna g-go somewhere.” I gestured towards the door. “Tell the others.”           I turned around to go, but he quickly grabbed my hand, and turned me around. “Don’t go with Tom. That’s not a good idea. You don’t know what he’s gonna do. Don’t go, Tilly. Listen to me, your friend. Don’t go.”          “W-what’s wrong with y-you?”          “Nothing! I just want you to be safe!”          “K-keeping me away f-from my friend, is keeping me s-safe?”          He shook his head, and sighed. “Why can’t you just listen to me?          I tried to pull my hand away from him, but failed. How dare he talk that way about Tom! He was his friend! “Y-you don’t know what you’re t-talking about. You’re his friend. You shouldn’t t-talk that way about him.”          “The only friend I’m seeing right now, is you, and I’m trying to help you.”          “Help me? From what? Right now all I see, is you trying to stop me from having a good time! But guess what, Jack?! I’m my own person!” My hands were shaking from rage, and suddenly, my vision went red from anger.          Jack suddenly let go of me, and stumbled back. My vision went back to normal, and I saw Jack kneeling on the floor, clutching his nose. My knuckles were bloody, and so was his face.          Jack got to his feet, hands still holding his nose, but his eyes were hard. “Alright. Suit yourself, Tilly. It’s your choice. Me or him. You decide. But remember, all actions have consequences.”           With that, he walked away, leaving me standing there with his words echoing around in my head. All actions have consequences. What did he mean? I let a breath out. If he was going to turn on his friend, then he can do that. I’m gonna stand by Tom’s side. I brushed myself off, and left to find Tom. He was standing by the door, with his jacket on his arm, and he was holding mine for me. “How did it go?”           I shook my head. “I d-don’t want to t-talk about it.”          So we didn’t talk about it. He took my hand and led me to……..I actually don't know where it was, but it wasn’t that far from the party. It was an old abandoned building with broken windows, and some of them had black tarp covering them. Basically, it was plain creepy. We walked in, and I took a look around. There were empty and smashed bottles around, and graffiti all over the walls. What an aesthetically made place. Tom walked into the middle of the room, and spread his arms around. “What do you think?”        I smiled tightly. “Aesthetic.”        “Really?” He rose an eyebrow, and smirked. “Aesthetic?”        “Y-yeah, I g-guess.”         “Alright.” He nodded. “So what do you want to do?”         “I-I don’t know. What d-do you want to d-do?” I shrugged.         “How about, we let some steam out  ?” He smirked, and went to a corner of the room. He pulled off the cover of a box, and got out a box. “How about something to blow off some steam?”          I squinted my eyes. What was he holding? Is that— “Spray paint? And what’s in that bottle?”          “Graffiti your initials on the wall, and we can celebrate.”          “Celebrate what?”          “Us.”          “Us?”          “Yeah, us. Together.”          I thought about it, and nodded. “Sure, why not.”          I grabbed a bottle of green spray paint, and went to a blank space of the wall. I raised it up, and was going to start with a T, but paused, and started with an A instead.         “A. C.? I thought it was Tilly Crawford.”         I shook my head. “Its A-ashley. Ashley C-crawford, but only my d-dad and stepm-mom call me that. You guys know me as T-tilly, though.”          “Why? Where’d you think of Tilly?”         “My mom d-died a few weeks before I turned 6, and she used to c-call me Tilly.”           “I’m sorry.”          “D-don’t be.” I smiled tightly. “It’s not your f-fault. It was s-simply cancer.” He nodded, and we stood in silence, looking at our artwork. It wasn’t half bad; it was simple but fancy as well. A.C.+T.H. Ashley Crawford and Thomas Hall.          “So, why don’t you like to be called Ashley?”          “I’m sorry, I-I don't want t-to talk about i-it.” Sighing, I faced him, and held my hand out. “S-so how about b-blowing steam o-off?”                                                          ***            Red and blue lights flashed in my face, and my vision was blurry. My neck hurt, and I was lying in an awkward position. I blinked multiple times, and sat up, still a bit groggy. I looked around for Tom, but he wasn’t in sight. The room was a mess, though. All the windows were broken, and broke bottle pieces were all over the place. I slightly remember breaking the bottles on the pieces, but what was with the windows? I got to my feet, and stumbled to the side but held the wall, which supported me. People, walked into the room with their arms in front of them, or were they holding something? “Miss, please step forward with your arms on your head, slowly.”           My face was probably full of confusion, but I did it anyway. One person came over to me, and held my arms behind my back, and I felt the cold, metal surface of the handcuffs on my wrist. What is going on? “Ashley Crawford, you’re under arrest for trespassing and vandalism. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can, and will be used against you.”           “U-under arrest? W-w-w-why?” They didn't answer me, but just kept walking me towards the entrance. When I got outside, there were crowds gathered around the building. Squinting my eyes at the crowd, I recognise a head of light brown hair, and a set of eyes as green as the forest across my house. Thomas. “Tom! T-tom!!”           The officers just kept pulling me across the pavement, nearer and nearer to the police car. I kept calling out to Tom, but he didn’t answer. All he did was smirk, and cock his head at me. I was shoved in the car, but I still struggled against my restraints. What was going on? Why did Tom just stand there? And why was I being arrested? It seemed that no answers was going to be provided, but I don’t think I really needed it. I was messing around with Tom; I pass out; he’s gone; the place was chaotic; I'm arrested; I see Tom, yet he doesn’t answer me. I knew what it meant, what happened. But I don’t want to admit it. Soon enough, we reached the police station; I was escorted out of the car, and into the station. There, I was put into a cell, next to some other guy that had long hair and tight leather pants. I backed as far away from him as possible. The door slammed, and I turned around. There he was, again. Tom.          “Hey, Tilly.” He walked in front of my cell. “Or should I say, Ashley?”          “D-don’t call me that.” I slammed my palms against the bars. “H-how are you e-even in here? H-help me! You know I-I didn’t do it, h-help me!”           All he did was shake his head. He sat down on the bench across my cell, and looked at me. “Sorry, can’t do that. You see, Ashley, my friends and I go there, and we would rather not get caught, you know? Now, when you came along, that was our opportunity. You could just carry all this blame, and we could continue. The hiding would end for us.”          I didn’t know what to say. “So, M-mike, Adam, you, J-j-jack; it was all f-fake?”          “I guess. But not Jack. He didn’t like lying to you, and he warned you, remember? Last night, he told you not to come. You just didn’t listen.”           It all came crashing down on me. Mike, Adam and Tom had always been lying to me? “So you’ve b-been lying to me.”           “You could say that.” He shrugged, and got up. “Well, you should have listened to Jack. You really should have.”            As he walked out, I sat down on the floor. Jack’s words rang around my head again. All actions have consequences. He was right. I should have listened; I never shouldn't have trusted Tom. If I had, I wouldn’t be alone right now.            I’m all alone.

My children's book didn't end up to really be much like a "children's book". It was a lot more like something I read when I was around 8, and because I was quite fond of reading; I read at a higher level, and usually were about more mature subjects. In my own opinion, i did a pretty good job with the plot line, and the lesson i was supposed to teach; all actions have consequences, but it does seem a bit more mature for little kids. In a way, i did hint that she might've been drinking alcohol, and had somewhat abusive parents, which is in no way, appropriate for an 8 year old to read. In some ways, I do regret the things I put my character through, but I had a hard time showing whatever it was through other forms, that through what I knew best; more mature topics. Come to think of it, I could have talked about how a kid stole his friend's stuff, and ended up being punished for it. I think back then I thought it was my best work was because I put a lot of detail into it. The amount of details I put in showed a lot of emotions that were played with in the story.

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10 Signs Your Child May Have Asperger's Syndrome

Asperger's syndrome is a neurological disorder in the family of autism spectrum disorders. Because every child exhibits a different set of symptoms, there is no precise checklist of behaviors that must all be present for a diagnosis. Instead, there are many behaviors that may be signs of Asperger's syndrome. Here we've rounded up 10 of the common behaviors to watch for, as shared by moms whose kids have the condition. 1. Fixation on One Activity Many children with Asperger's syndrome are preoccupied with a single or a few interests and focus on them for hours on end. As Circle of Moms member Karen R. shares: "The most common report from every parent I know . . . is that their kid fixated on something (their cars, their blue toys, their books) and played or attended [to] that thing for an outrageously long time." 2. "Little Professor" Speech "Typically a child with Asperger's sounds like a little professor," shares one Circle of Moms member, Sheila D. "They tend to have advanced verbal skills, but due to the autism aspect of the syndrome they might seem fixated on a topic that they want to talk about all the time." Children with Asperger's syndrome may also speak more formally than usual for their age or prefer talking to adults. 3. Difficulty Reading Social Cues Social difficulties are another key sign of Asperger's syndrome. Reading body language may be hard, as well as taking turns or holding a conversation. As Eliana F. shares: "Group work at school is also hard for him, as he does not understand waiting his turn or accepting others point of view." Similarly, Colleen notes: "My son is very social, but he doesn't engage in two way conversations. He just talks and talks." As a result of their social difficulties, children with Asperger's syndrome may seem isolated from their peers. 4. Need For Routine "Structure plays a big part in our lives now," shares Wendy B. Like many children with Asperger's syndrome, Wendy's granddaughter needs routines. "Otherwise it is very confusing for her. So shower is at 8:30 p.m. Bedtime is at 9:30 p.m. Breakfast at 8:30 a.m., lunch at 12, supper at 6. You get the message, very structured. If I want to take her shopping, I start telling her a few days ahead - that way, it doesn't upset her, but we still follow the same routine." 5. Emotional Meltdowns "My boy tends to have meltdowns when he gets overwhelmed," shares Circle of Moms member Ylice. She's not alone: many children with Asperger's syndrome can't handle routines or plans going awry. Amanda B. describes it as an "inability to control emotions when things are 'out of order.'" 6. Lack of Empathy Another sign of Asperger's syndrome is a seeming lack of empathy for others. Jennifer B. explains that her daughter "has no clue that people around here have feelings or wants and needs. She's kinda like in her own little bubble as far as that goes. She can be totally aloof, in the clouds." 7. Can't Understand Speech Subtleties Some people with Asperger's syndrom have a hard time understanding speech tone, pitch, and accent. As Alice D. explains, they may take words very literally and be unable to understand sarcasm or jokes: "He doesn't get jokes and things like that - he can't tell if someone is kidding or if they are being serious." 8. Unusual Body Language Other signs of Asperger's syndrome include unusual facial expressions or postures, and either staring a lot at others or avoiding eye contact altogether. Dana W. relays of her brother with Asperger's syndrome: "He would never ever look people in the eyes." 9. Delayed Motor Development From handwriting to riding a bike, poor or delayed motor skills of many kinds could be a sign of Asperger's syndrome. As Kim F. shares of her son, who was diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome in the second grade, "He was not athletic and had poor motor skills. Couldn't skip, gallop etc." 10. Sensory Sensitivities Many children with Asperger's syndrome have heightened sensory sensitivity. As a result, they can be easily overstimulated by certain sensations, whether it's strong lights, loud noises, or textures. Jennifer B. notes of her daughter: "Even now she doesn't like wearing some fabrics because of the way they feel. There are some sensations that she just does not like! Certain sounds, touches, etc." If you think your child may have Asperger's syndrome, many readers say that the best path is to get an expert's evaluation as soon as possible. And don't be discouraged! As Sheila D. wisely advises: "It is typical to be scared and nervous, but a diagnosis of Asperger's is not the end of the road for your child. It is a tool that will help you to help your child navigate a very different path than his 'neurotypical' peers. Find a local support group. Get informed, and be the best mom you can be." The preceding information is for educational purposes only. For specific medical advice, diagnoses, and treatment, consult your doctor. http://bit.ly/2q1ZDdL

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10 Signs Your Child May Have Asperger's Syndrome

Asperger's syndrome is a neurological disorder in the family of autism spectrum disorders. Because every child exhibits a different set of symptoms, there is no precise checklist of behaviors that must all be present for a diagnosis. Instead, there are many behaviors that may be signs of Asperger's syndrome. Here we've rounded up 10 of the common behaviors to watch for, as shared by moms whose kids have the condition. 1. Fixation on One Activity Many children with Asperger's syndrome are preoccupied with a single or a few interests and focus on them for hours on end. As Circle of Moms member Karen R. shares: "The most common report from every parent I know . . . is that their kid fixated on something (their cars, their blue toys, their books) and played or attended [to] that thing for an outrageously long time." 2. "Little Professor" Speech "Typically a child with Asperger's sounds like a little professor," shares one Circle of Moms member, Sheila D. "They tend to have advanced verbal skills, but due to the autism aspect of the syndrome they might seem fixated on a topic that they want to talk about all the time." Children with Asperger's syndrome may also speak more formally than usual for their age or prefer talking to adults. 3. Difficulty Reading Social Cues Social difficulties are another key sign of Asperger's syndrome. Reading body language may be hard, as well as taking turns or holding a conversation. As Eliana F. shares: "Group work at school is also hard for him, as he does not understand waiting his turn or accepting others point of view." Similarly, Colleen notes: "My son is very social, but he doesn't engage in two way conversations. He just talks and talks." As a result of their social difficulties, children with Asperger's syndrome may seem isolated from their peers. 4. Need For Routine "Structure plays a big part in our lives now," shares Wendy B. Like many children with Asperger's syndrome, Wendy's granddaughter needs routines. "Otherwise it is very confusing for her. So shower is at 8:30 p.m. Bedtime is at 9:30 p.m. Breakfast at 8:30 a.m., lunch at 12, supper at 6. You get the message, very structured. If I want to take her shopping, I start telling her a few days ahead - that way, it doesn't upset her, but we still follow the same routine." 5. Emotional Meltdowns "My boy tends to have meltdowns when he gets overwhelmed," shares Circle of Moms member Ylice. She's not alone: many children with Asperger's syndrome can't handle routines or plans going awry. Amanda B. describes it as an "inability to control emotions when things are 'out of order.'" 6. Lack of Empathy Another sign of Asperger's syndrome is a seeming lack of empathy for others. Jennifer B. explains that her daughter "has no clue that people around here have feelings or wants and needs. She's kinda like in her own little bubble as far as that goes. She can be totally aloof, in the clouds." 7. Can't Understand Speech Subtleties Some people with Asperger's syndrom have a hard time understanding speech tone, pitch, and accent. As Alice D. explains, they may take words very literally and be unable to understand sarcasm or jokes: "He doesn't get jokes and things like that - he can't tell if someone is kidding or if they are being serious." 8. Unusual Body Language Other signs of Asperger's syndrome include unusual facial expressions or postures, and either staring a lot at others or avoiding eye contact altogether. Dana W. relays of her brother with Asperger's syndrome: "He would never ever look people in the eyes." 9. Delayed Motor Development From handwriting to riding a bike, poor or delayed motor skills of many kinds could be a sign of Asperger's syndrome. As Kim F. shares of her son, who was diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome in the second grade, "He was not athletic and had poor motor skills. Couldn't skip, gallop etc." 10. Sensory Sensitivities Many children with Asperger's syndrome have heightened sensory sensitivity. As a result, they can be easily overstimulated by certain sensations, whether it's strong lights, loud noises, or textures. Jennifer B. notes of her daughter: "Even now she doesn't like wearing some fabrics because of the way they feel. There are some sensations that she just does not like! Certain sounds, touches, etc." If you think your child may have Asperger's syndrome, many readers say that the best path is to get an expert's evaluation as soon as possible. And don't be discouraged! As Sheila D. wisely advises: "It is typical to be scared and nervous, but a diagnosis of Asperger's is not the end of the road for your child. It is a tool that will help you to help your child navigate a very different path than his 'neurotypical' peers. Find a local support group. Get informed, and be the best mom you can be." The preceding information is for educational purposes only. For specific medical advice, diagnoses, and treatment, consult your doctor. http://bit.ly/2o3GfM4