#if you or a loved one are autistic and have little to no grasp on reality and are prone to psychotic spirals. hit me up we can be friends

[wormsdyke]

preaching to the choir here but community was created in a lab for autistic people who are chemically dependent on committing to the bit

[street-smarts00]

Hello, i would like to request a short little spencer reid x reader, since spencer is kind of autistic coded and he is shown to not understand some jokes or takes things literally, can you do one where reader is the same way, and somebody says a joke that neither of them get and everyone else around is like... wow they are perfect for eachother... and they are just so confused

Drabble: Sweet Like Sugar

A/N: I love this idea! Thanks for requesting! The only joke I could come up with is one from an episode of FRIENDS. Here's a lil dabble before I go into finals. I’m so mentally done with school and can’t wait for summer vacay in a week.

~560 wc

It was early in the morning and your coworkers were just showing up for work. You quickly dropped your stuff off at your desk before practically running towards the coffee maker. 

When you approached the counter Morgan was there preparing a fresh batch of coffee. “Hey sweet thing, how’s your morning been?” 

“Ask me after I have caffeine in my system. Maybe then my eyes will stay open,” you answered plainly as you reached for your mug.  

Morgan chuckled at your answer as he grabbed the coffee pot. “Well feel free to take the first cup.” 

The corners of your mouth turned up as you handed him your mug. “Thanks Morgan.” 

The two of you continued to make your coffee as Spencer approached looking for caffeine. When he saw you his eyes brightened. 

You and Spencer had just started dating and were feeling the buzz others might call “the honeymoon phase.” Spencer however would argue that what he was feeling was more than that. What he felt for you he felt long before you started dating. 

“Morning,” he greeted with a small smile reaching for the coffee pot. 

“Morning Spence,” you replied gleefuly. 

Morgan raised an eyebrow with a slight smirk. “How come he gets a warm welcome?” 

You pointed at your cup, “I told you, ask me when I have coffee.” 

He chucked, “That or your boyfriend?” 

Your eyes squinted at him as you tried to hide a smile. 

“Do you guys know if there’s any extra sugar?” Spencer asked. 

You turned back around to face him. “There isn’t any in the cabinet?” 

“No, it’s empty,” he replied as he pushed away things in his search for sugar. That small pout on his face you found to be adorable.

“Hold on, let me look for some.”

“Maybe stick your finger in his coffee, that’ll sweeten it up,” Morgan joked before taking a sip of coffee. 

Both you and Spencer froze to look at him with confusion plastered across your faces. Morgan could practically see the gears turning in your heads. 

“Why would she stick her finger in my coffee?” Spencer asked with a puzzled look. 

“That’s so gross. I wouldn’t do that to him, he hates germs,” you grimaced. 

“I didn’t mean it literally,” Morgan defended.

The joke was still lost on you both. You stood there trying to make sense of what Morgan said.

“It’s because you have such a sweet personality that touching his coffee would sweeten it up. Especially because he likes an ungodly amount of sugar,” he explained. 

A look of realization dawned on you both with quiet “oohs.” 

Morgan couldn’t help but smile at the reaction. He always knew you and Spencer would end up together. You were both so similar; your chemistry undeniable. You two acted like love sick puppies around each other, and it happened more often now that you started dating. Morgan would never complain though, he was pleased to see you both happy and with your person. 

“Wow, you guys really are perfect for eachother,” he remarked before walking away from the kitchen. 

You and Spencer both turned to each other and shrugged, not fully grasping what he was insinuating. 

“Hey Spence?” 

“Yeah?” 

You finished stirring your creamer in your coffee, “Would you say I’m sweet? Like Derek said?” 

He wrapped his arm around you and leaned down to kiss your temple before whispering in your ear. 

“The sweetest.”

[prefer-to-be-vilified]

I saw part of an interview with Jenna Ortega about Wednesday earlier today and she mentioned how she purposely portrayed Wednesday to be very intelligent but also quite socially naive in that she’s often not actively trying to make people dislike her and struggles to grasp exactly what she did that caused them to do so. Basically that although she’s fully embraced her status as a freak and social pariah she believes this to be solely the fault of the masses and not due to her lack of understanding what “appropriate” social behaviour is. And I just find it interesting that she made such a conscious decision to do that because it’s probably one of the leading reasons as to why Wednesday is often identified as autistic. As one of the most damning aspect’s of being autistic is experiencing people quickly deciding they don’t like you and/or that you’re weird after very little interaction and having no idea what you did to cause that reaction.

The scene where Enid leaves their dorm after what happened at the Gates mansion is a really good example of this. Because in Wednesday’s mind her and Enid were good, possibly even becoming close friends. She didn’t initially understand why Enid was leaving and why she was so mad at her. Yet once their argument is over and Enid had left we clearly see her being remorseful over what she did because Enid told her what she did wrong and how that made her feel like Wednesday had betrayed her. And I think that’s why their relationship is so sweet because not only does Enid seem to understand that Wednesday’s brash and morbid nature shouldn’t be taken offensively she also tells her when that attitude (intentional or not) is crossing a line. She makes it clear to Wednesday that what she did was wrong and tells her exactly why that is, not simply reacting negatively and assuming Wednesday’s actions were intentionally made with malicious intensions. Enid accepts Wednesday for who she is while not letting her away with being cruel and manipulative within their friendship and in exchange we see Wednesday begin to accommodate Enid into her life.

It’s not that Wednesday doesn’t want friends. It’s that she’s never had anyone bother to make the effort to understand her. Consequently experiencing sixteen years of people deciding she’s a freak from day one and ultimately concluding that everyone outside of her family’s not worth her time and that she’s better off alone. And I think that’s why I love Wednesday and Enid’s relationship so much. It’s the deeply implied significance of Enid being Wednesday’s first true friend woven throughout the storyline. Enid didn’t only fight the Hyde to save Wednesday she also fought all semester to be able to love her.

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

I Need You To

Casey Novak x autistic!fem!reader Warnings: pure fluffy fluff, established relationship, injury, hospital, coming to terms with a disability, insinuations of sex Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: After a serious injury, you're diagnosed with a disability that inhibits your day-to-day life. There are accessibility tools you can use, but you're self-conscious about using them out and about. Your girlfriend, Casey, is there for you every step of the way.

"Hey, Case, can you grab my glove?" you called, double-knotting the laces of your cleats. You were jittery with excitement. It was your first softball game since last October, when you'd broken your ankle running to first. And then played through it. And then fallen again and slammed your head into the ground and passed out. You'd woken up in an ambulance with a teary and terrified Casey grasping your hand so hard she almost cut off circulation. She was livid when she found out later that you'd been hurt and kept playing.

But you were better now. Well... mostly better. At the emergency room after the game, the doctor had examined your x-ray, MRI, and EEG results.

"It looks like you've broken this bone in your ankle before?" he said, frowning.

"I have."

Casey whipped her head around to look at you, her eyebrows a question mark. The doctor stared at you pointedly.

"How many times exactly?" he asked.

You felt yourself shrinking under Casey's hard gaze. "Uh... this ankle? Three times."

"In how long?"

"The, uh... the last five years."

Casey's jaw dropped and you winced. You were gonna get an earful on the way home.

"What about the other ankle?"

You felt like you were digging yourself a deeper and deeper grave.

"Twice."

"Any other broken bones? In the last five years?"

You listed them off, trying to avoid Casey's eyes.

"My thumb, my wrist, a toe or two."

"Any falls with seemingly no cause?"

"Yeah."

"How many?"

You glanced furtively at Casey. "More than I can count."

The doctor nodded and asked you a few more questions. Casey sat beside you, fuming, as you answered.

At the end of the visit, you had two crutches, a boot cast, some heavy-duty pain meds for your concussion, and a referral to a genetics clinic.

"I think you might have Ehlers-Danlos syndrome," the doctor had said.

Casey googled the condition all the way home.

"Y/N, this is serious," she said earnestly, supporting you as you hobbled through the door of your apartment.

"I don't know. None of that stuff you said about it sounded too bad. I'm just super flexible, basically."

Casey rolled her eyes at you. "Yeah, and apparently break every bone in your goddamn body on a regular basis."

When you were scared, you froze. You always froze. Casey did not. Casey made sure you scheduled your genetics appointment. She made sure you went. And when the geneticist confirmed the Ehlers-Danlos diagnosis, she was the one who asked what things you could do to help the condition, while you stayed silent, anxious and overwhelmed.

You just wanted everything to go back to normal. So what if you broke a bone more frequently than everyone else? It was no big deal.

"It is a big deal if it keeps you from doing things you love," Casey argued on the way home. "And if there are things you can to do to get better, you should do them."

"I guess so," you conceded, staring out the window of the cab.

"Y/N," she said, gently grabbing your face and turning it towards her when you didn't answer.

"Why can't you just let it be, Casey?" you whispered.

"Because you deserve to live the best life." She looked at you so intensely you had to look away. "You deserve to live without fucking breaking a bone every year. You deserve to play softball if you want to and run if you want to and not look at the fucking ground the whole time when we're on a hike because you're so scared you're gonna fall and break something."

You glanced at her, surprised and a little ashamed. "I didn't know you noticed that..."

"You love being outside. I'm gonna notice if you're looking at tree roots instead of a mountain vista. I just didn't know why."

You looked away, anxious about the Ehlers-Danlos. Anxious about what you'd have to do to make it better. Anxious that all those things wouldn't make it better in the end, would all be for nothing.

"Hey," she said wrapping an around you and planting a kiss on the side of your head. "We're gonna figure this out, okay?"

You nodded and exhaled quietly. "Okay."

Now, after months of healing and then more months of physical therapy, you were finally cleared to get back out on the field. You couldn't play catcher anymore—unnecessary strain on your ankle and knee joints, the physical therapist said. But you'd been practicing playing third base with Casey, and you'd grown to enjoy it almost as much as playing catcher.

"Casey, come on!" you yelled, tapping your foot on the floor. "We're gonna be late!"

Casey sauntered in, team uniform on, softball bag slung over her shoulder.

"I put your glove in the bag," she said, then dropped a pair of AFOs in front of you. "Put 'em on."

You hated them. You hated the way they looked, like some kind of plastic, kiddie Forrest Gump contraption. You hated that they altered the way you walked, the ease with which you could run and twist and reach.

You shook your head. "You know, I don't think I need them. I've been doing the exercises and stuff. My joints are stronger now."

"Y/N." Her voice was forceful as she squatted down in front of you. "Put. On. The AFOs."

"No," you said, trying and failing to sound nonchalant. "I'm telling you, I don't need them." You stood, making a move toward the door.

The pure, physical fact of the matter was that Casey was bigger and stronger than you. She didn't manhandle you often, but she did now. She grabbed your shoulders and shoved you back down onto the chair, huffing as she pulled off one cleat and then the other.

Now you were both mad.

"Casey, it's my fucking decision," you argued, trying to wrench your foot from her grip as she slipped the AFO over your softball sock. "I don't want to wear them! I hate wearing them!"

"I need you to!" she yelled, her face flushed, looking at the ground.

You watched her, your anger dissipating as you saw the worry in her eyes.

"I need you to," she repeated, softer this time. "I don't want to carry your body off the fucking field again."

You were both silent and still for a moment, Casey's hand resting on your leg, yours running gently through her hair.

Casey resumed her work on the AFOs, gently pulling on one and then the other, tightening the Velcro straps, forcing your cleats over them. You let her.

"There," she said, looking up at you. "Was that so bad?"

You hadn't worn the AFOs out yet, not where people could see them. You always had on sweatpants or joggers or jeans, something that covered them up. But with your softball shorts on, everyone would be able to see.

You avoided Casey's eyes, your hands shaking at your sides.

"Y/N," she sang, taking your hands gently in hers and flattening them, massaging the stress out.

"I look stupid," you whispered, trying not to cry. "Everyone's gonna make fun of me."

She cupped your face in her hands, looking earnestly into your eyes. "No one's gonna make fun of you, sweetheart." She brushed her thumb along your cheekbone. "And if they do, I'll kick their asses."

You nodded, still slumped in the chair.

"I think you look hot," Casey added, grinning slightly.

You rolled your eyes at her. "Yeah. Sure you do."

"I do," she nodded, moving her hands to your hips and planting kisses from your collarbone up to your neck. "In like a... cyborg, Inspector Gadget kind of way."

"What?!" you said, laughing. "That's so dumb."

She finally made her way to your lips, and the warmth of them took your breath away, made your stomach flutter.

"You know what's really hot about them, though?"

"What?" you replied, following her out the door.

She kissed you one more time for good measure. "It's one more thing I get to take off of you afterward."

You smiled, blushing. Maybe the AFOs weren't so bad after all.

[creacherkeeper]

yall, its finally happening ... getting my tits shot off is simply so within my grasp 😭

i'm getting top surgery on january 8th 2024 and im so excited and so scared but im being so so brave about it

though i've tried saving the funds myself for years now, emergencies keep wiping them away, like vet bills, emergency moves, wage theft, a con artist roommate, you name it, its happened in the last two years. i never wanted to have to rely on crowdfunding for something so vital and important to me, but now that it's here im really calling on my community to help support me

top surgery is not only a dream come true as far as having a body i can finally call home, but also with living in one of the most conservative states in the bible belt as a trans, gay, autistic, disabled, jewish man, its a matter of safety as well. temperatures frequently reach 115f/46c in the summer here, and with some of my health problems, binding isnt always feasible in that kind of heat. but not binding also means i risk getting clocked, and i don't think i need to tell yall how bad that could go for me

i've really been scraping by on low wages for years as a social worker and now as a graduate teaching assistant. and the previously aforementioned vet bills, con artists, etc have just really squashed any hope i had for paying for this myself

it's not easy for me to ask for help, but it would genuinely mean the world if yall could share this around. i know this is the webbed site of unemployed disabled people and broke college students but every little bit helps

if not for me then please do it for my nanny, a 10 year old pit bull who simply loves to step directly on my tits and would really appreciate if i didnt weep and wail every time she did it

[ID: a photo of a tan pit bull wearing blue spaced-themed pajamas.]

godspeed little gay people in my phone and thank you!!

[desire-mona]

siiiigh. todd autism headcanons because im projecting.

(using they/he/she pronouns for todd in this post. will explain but also if u dont agree i dont care, tw for alcoholism. time period is vague but autism hasnt existed as a legitimate medical diagnosis for all that long, so keep it in mind i guess.)

- cannot for the life of him stand welton's blankets. so itchy, just thin enough to not warm you up enough but still make you sweat, not long enough to cover your entire body. yes im making the blanket line in their poem about actual blankets, a boy needs to vent somewhere.

- beyond terrible temperature regulation, ALWAYS just a little too hot which is made worse by her sensory issues when it comes to wet fabric. constant slight agony and it never really goes away. theyre about 5 minutes away from crying about how uncomfortable they are at all times.

- had god awful handwriting until high school, like his teachers could BARELY read his handwriting it was Bad. OOOOOH OH MY GOD THERES A TRAIN GOING BY I CAN HEAR IT HONKING this is a really ironic thing to be pointing out rn but its sooooo worth mentioning. its still honking this is fun. 🚂. anyway. her parents made her spend an entire summer fixing her handwriting bc that was like the One thing her teachers criticised. its Fine now but their motor function simply doesn't deliver in the handwriting department.

- had a VERY INTENSE special interest in aquatic life + marine biology growing up, like read every book about any ocean animal in any library intense. his parents eventually forced him to abandon it because its "not a good career focus" but he still perks up when anyone mentions fish. once talked neils ear off about the biodiversity of coral reefs for roughly 2 hours, neil took her to an aquarium for their first date. rip todd anderson you wouldve loved spongebob squarepants.

- looooves pets, namely cats, but they have Too Sweaty hands all the time so any animal fur sticks onto their hands and just feels. so awful.

- had a brief period in his 20s where he was definitely an alcoholic, started as a social drinker but got too addicted to the feeling of not having to adhere to social conventions quite as hard, especially around other drunk ppl. eventually went sober after they realised they just Cant Stand the feeling of a hangover anymore. autistic ppl r more likely to develop a dependency on alcohol if we do start drinking. just btw.

- gets a Pretty Expansive vocabulary after actually starting to pursue literature. sometimes his family lightly teases him about using big words but it confuses the hell out of him. its just a word she thought would apply best!!

- soooooo obsessed with what other ppls idea of them is, both in an anxious way and out of genuine curiosity. would never ask ppl what they think of her bc she thinks thats 1) very broad 2) seems compliment fish-y and 3) just gonna lead to "i think ur great/ nice/ whatever filler compliment." but the dream is to sit someone (neil) down and just ask him every single question possible about how he perceives him.

- asks a billion clarifying questions about anything someone asks him to do, gets anxious about how many questions he's asking, tries to just figure it out, freaks out about the possibility of getting it wrong, ends up doing the thing perfectly. weekly occurrence.

- never fully grasped the appeal of religion (most definitely grew up catholic or christian or Something) just bc she could NOT let the lack of proof go. ALSO not an atheist bc the vastness of space scares them out of it. religious beliefs r a weird topic for them.

- suppresses a good chunk of his stims in public bc One total time someone looked at him weird while he was chewing on a sweatshirt string and he was like i gotta stop NOW. eventually develops tics and has to mask THOSE in public too. dear god someone let this girl unmask. also i started ticcing while writing that bc my body does this great thing where i only tic when im reminded of the concept of ticcing. its great and totally doesnt make me think im faking them (faking for who? dunno bc it usually happens when im alone)

- DOES in fact stim around neil bc NEIL STIMS TOO!!!!!!!! joyous day when they found THAT out! gets vocal stims of random lines from whatever play neil is practicing for. YEAA ART THOU THEEEEREE was a vocal stim for a solid week and a half which made neil VERY excited (autistic neil. how i love u autistic anderperry)

- velcro is The most evil vile disgusting material to ever grace this mortal realm. he hates it more than anything ever and i mean that fully. the feeling of BOTH sides, the noise, how easily it comes apart, she hates it all.

this is the gender part

never really viewed gender and gender roles as anything to adhere to beyond the fear of punishment if they dont. finds any social convention relating to gender to be Really dumb and meaningless, bc gender isn't (scientifically) real in any capacity, so why treat it like that? for the longest time just shrugged and said "eh, i guess im a boy" bc thats what she was used to being told, and didn't feel particularly drawn to agree OR disagree. eventually realised on a late night that Wait. i dont Actually care what i am. like yeah im a Male i guess but also im just me. my brain doesnt have a gender and i basically am my brain, right? and then never really thought about it again because that's genuinely how little he cares. adhering the most to canon with that mindset, she never really tells anyone (for obvious reasons on top of the overall apathy) and just lets the he/him happen to her but. in my dream world? agender they/he/she todd anderson. and this is MY blog so those are the pronouns im using from now on. i will forever love talking abt how autistic ppl very often view gender differently than allistic ppl, will forever love talking abt how autistic ppl are more likely to be trans. autism!!!

also yes that entire paragraph is just my view of gender, change the pronouns and the todd mentions and its just me. what of it.

[jonahmagnus]

How I think the TOH characters would react to you asking their pronouns:

1) Luz Noceda

Start of season one: "Uh, she/her! I think."

By the end of season one: "She/her! For noww~..." *double pistols and a wink*

Season two: "She/they baby! What about you?"

Season three: "She/they, but I dont really care."

Post show: "Ehhh, call me whatever. Follow your heart! See where the wind takes you. Look into the sunset. Listen to the whistle of the sea breeze. The answer lies within your heart, you just have to listen" *leaves before you can figure out what the fuck that means*

2) Gus Porter

"He/they, thanks for asking!" Hes a gay ally at the start of season one, but only because he learned about how humans are opporessed for "being happy" in their realm and that broke his heart so much he swore to stand by any "gay" human he ever found. So he self-identifies as an ally dispite being literally bisexual. Luz considers explaining what gay means in human modern context, but decides this is funnier, and then forgets about it.

3) Willow Park

Start of season one: "O-oh! She/they, thanks for asking! What about you?" A little unsure of herself gender wise but is coming into it

By season two: "They/She! What about you?" *Winks* By this point shes grown into herself and identifies as nonbinary. However, hes still not ready to peer into the depths of his soul and acknowledge the true hidden truth at the bottom there. No little plant boy dont internalize that!!!!

Post-show: "She/he/they, thanks for asking!" This is still fully a lie but he plays cat and mouse with his own gender for a couple years after the show. Literally refuses to think about it. He has other shit going on (he doesnt).

Finally, post-post-show: "He/him! Yours?" He is a nonbinary butch womanthing. Thank god he finally figured that out. Amity and Gus quietly exchange their bet money. Amity won.

4) Amitt Blight

Season one: "She/her. What do you want." I loved her bitch era it was so fun.

Season two: "She/they! Uh, thanks... for asking? Am I supposed to ask for yours now?" Still figuring out the proper etiquette. God bless her soul.

Season 3: "Oh, she/they. You?" This social script is so ingrained in her autistic speech patterns and mind that she acidentally said it to a cafe worker once and she almost turned herself into goo. Rip autopilot girlie......

Post-show: "She/they! :) What about yours?" She is secure in her answer now 👍 a certified category five nonbinary woman moment.

5) Hunter Noceda

Season one: "My..... whats?" You try to explain what they are to him and he says "My uncle says gender is a sin and I should never fall into it lest my soul be lost. And I dont know what that means but I dont want him to be mad at me so. Bye" and then he would flee the scene at 300mph and have a panic attack about in the closet.

Season two: "Oh... uh.... he... him?? I think??" *remembers youre supposed to ask something back* "Why do you need to know that" he sounds increasingly desperate as he realizes the social script for this conversation is slipping from his grasp, much like his current sanity.

Season 3: "Oh, oh, uhm, he/him, I guess" He sounds VERY unsure about that. You eye the book in his shoulder bag, and he shuffles awkwardly.

Post-show: "They/he!" They say, still a little haltingly. You nod like you believe it.

Post-post-show: "They...he... it? I mean I like they and it the most but Uhm he is still fine its fine like Im still a human. Im still a human... man" okay Hunter, for sure.

Post-post-post-post-show: "she...they?????" Sure Hunter

Post-post-post-post-post-show: "she/IT???" she shoulds desperate. Okay hunter.

Post-post-post-post-post-postshow: "It/its, but she/her is fine as well. Uh, thanks for asking. Uh. You?" There we go. Glad you finally came to this realization. The Murderbot Diaries would have irreversible affects on its gender.

[cirrusea]

Hello Trollhunters fandom, I'm here to tell you why I (an autistic person) headcanon Jim as autistic even tho no one asked <3 I think the Jimhunters episode is the best example so I want to delve into it a little; also this is the first time I've really made an analysis post so bear with me! Under the cut bc it's gonna be long-ish.

First of course we have Jim being uncomfortable with the sudden physical change, eventually running off to think and be alone

Then he tries to regain some sense of normalcy and comfort by cooking (which is possibly one of his special interests)

...until he realizes human food tastes terrible now. He also probably realizes that now he can't partake in this comfort activity anymore, or at least not in the same way, and he starts to spiral

He needs to be alone again and goes to his room (which could also be motivated by embarrassment from his outburst/potential breakdown, in my experience I HATE being emotional in front of others, it makes it even more overwhelming). There he tries to take off the amulet and his armor, and finds out he can't.

And it all boils over into what looks very much like a meltdown; clawing at the armor, hitting things off his desk, throwing himself into the wall.

He runs away again and seeks comfort by going to the school, but only breaks down further as he realizes he can't go to school like a normal human anymore. Another example of a routine that's now suddenly impossible to maintain, which is often very upsetting to autistic people (speaking from experience).

Again, distances himself from his loved ones. I can imagine him thinking that they might not want him around anymore, if they see that he's changed, he's different.

He feels like he's lost his sense of identity (What am I, Blinky?), which can be a hard thing for me and other autistics to grasp. But eventually he accepts his loved ones' support. (and boy does he look exhausted by then, because meltdowns are extremely draining. Bro probably slept twelve hours after this)

And here's the hug, if y'all need cheering up after all that angst :)

Like I said, I bet there are lots more examples I could find combing through the series, but I'm at the photo limit and this is the strongest evidence I think there is. Of course it's just my headcanon, I don't think the writers actually intended for him to be autistic-coded, and I'm definitely not saying everyone has to headcanon this too. I just love Jim as a character so much and wanted to try making a little analysis post for once, cuz I feel a little more represented thinking about characters with traits and arcs like this. I hope it's comprehensible haha

[dreamii-krybaby]

Aesop Carl Headcanons ⚰️🌼🌻 [Identity V]

-He is sensitive to some textures, which is why he uses gloves even outside of his work.

-I can see him being surprisingly good with kids and animals, as long they don’t startle him or bother him too much.

-Speaks very little, only when necessary. (Tho tbh this is heavily implied to be canon lol)

-Used to visit his mother’s grave often as a child, especially when he had a bad day or needed some sort of comfort.

-I was thinking on why he would need a mask for his profession, but then I thought, it’s probably to avoid the smell of strong chemicals and corpses, and maybe for some hygiene thing. So yeah, he could use his mask to avoid certain unpleasant or strong smells due to his sensitivity.

-He ironically sometimes sleeps stiff as a rock, with his arms crossed to his chest, like a dead person.

-occasionally has eyebags.

-Pale af

-has a few moles on his body.

-Pretty lean and slim.

-Body temp is cold af

-Isn’t very fond of physical contact, the only one who he felt 100% comfortable with that was his mother.

-Absolute menace when he is actually pissed and pushed to his limit. Will also stare daggers at your soul.

-I feel like if anyone interested in makeup would ask him tips, he could give some, he is pretty decent at it due to his job, despite the fact he doesn’t really use makeup on himself.

-Definitely a cat person.

-When wick (Victor’s/Postman’s Dog) saw Aesop, he immediately detected something was off about him, but he wasn’t aggressive towards him, more like, cautious.

-Had to dealt with insomnia for a while as a kid when his mother passed away.

-He also has had dreams with her mom being involved. And also of his father, but they are super vague and foggy.

-Probably heavily implied, but was homeschooled for a huge part of his life, thinking that perhaps he got personal tuttors at some point? He is middle class and his dancing emote does give more of a fancy slightly higher status vibe. But definitely not rich af. But yeah, was homeschooled for a big while.

-He would probably read books occasionally, walk around in a garden or just be lost in thought.

-Has dealt with many silent panic attacks

-He also learn to subconsciously mask his autistic traits

-Jerry Carl taught him all kinds of different chemical uses. So Carl has a bit of chem knowledge.

-As a kid he used to read a lot of books and sketch when he had a rough time at school or when dealing with his mother’s death.

-He could spend hours in a library, at school he spent there for a while, to the point the library staff knew him pretty well.

-He never got to truly cope with his mother’s death, as a coping mechanism he kinda- did not have the strongest reaction to her death, and probably since he was a kid, not having a full grasp of death and being surrounded by the dead also kinda normalized his semi-numb feeling of her passing. He is still loves her deeply and there where moments where he missed her (specially as kid)

-Since he is implied to be Italian (His ONCE skin, and the fact his “Gatto” skin literally means cat in italian). It would be so funny if he is actually just flabbergasted when someone shows him a pineapple pizza or cuts pasta with scissors.

He isn’t even angry he is just- so utterly confused.

“What- just…why would you do that?”

-His mom cooked traditional Italian food when he was young, he still enjoys it as an adult. He definitely strikes me as a all sorts of pasta enjoyer. And maybe risotto too.

-There was a period he struggled SO BAD with food due to textures and smell

-Despite the fact he his hands have been through hell due to his job (chemicals and stuff), his hands are surprisingly soft. In general his skin is soft. He mostly uses specific creams and soaps, and avoid any product that he doesn’t like its smell or texture.

-very hygienic, and clean in general, not only to himself but with his room and belongings in general, he sees cleaning more like a pass-time than tedious. Helps clear his thoughts.

-He also has an specific order of organizing his belongings, and if something doesn’t go where it has to he will freak out a bit.

-He absolutely loathes whenever survivors have to heal him or treat him for medical purposes, he hates the smell, the touching, everything. Every time it happens he just prays that this gets over very quickly. And sometimes doesn’t tell ppl about his minor injuries to avoid treatment.

-He isn’t very fond of decoding sometimes, due to some of the weird loud sounds it can make, but he has no choice unfortunately.

-As with unlocking the gate, he doesn’t have a problem with it’s sounds but he does get very uncomfortable if he feels that the rest of the survivors are staring at or are near him. He feels pressured.

-whenever he is upset or overwhelmed he will shake his leg violently, or bite his thumb, or walk around anxiously, or fidget with his hands.

-Very picky about music, I feel like he would be a calm classical music kind of guy, anything that soothes him or is chill works for him.

-practices a bit of dancing alone on his passtime

-He likes butterflies and birds

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Hellooo! This one goes for a family request. I'd honestly like to see how would be the daily life of an autistic preteen!reader with their massive, adoptive family. Mostly how they would interact with the reader and adapt the house/environment to their needs and little quirks, such as learning about sensory overloads, stimming, helping the reader with social cues and deal with their emotions, helping them to actually vocalize their thoughts… Then later on having to listen to them rambling at random times about specific topics that reader is madly interested in (if it's not a bother, I think that reader info-dumping about beetles would be oddly cute for them)

Maybe they came to meet preteen!reader after learning that they had been rejected a few times already due to their behavior. (A bit of past experience and self-projection here, heh), the social worker would tell them about reader's disorder, which would explain their lack of eye contact, fidgeting and also lack of verbal interaction. Some members of the family would grasp the situation right away and take the reader in.

You're free to make it either a more list-like post or write a scenario which would prompt them to care for the reader. I hope you're having a nice day/night, whenever you're reading this 🤍🤍

I’m gonna use my personal obsession at the moment for this piece- Pokemon! I hope you like it!

-You have gone through several families, ones that just didn’t know how to deal with you, getting annoyed too quickly with you, trying to force you into situations that caused you to get overstimulated very quickly, and just treat you like you were… different.

-You knew you were different, you were aware that you acted differently compared to others, but you were very smart- getting good grades at school, and there were lots of things that you knew a lot about and you could talk for hours, if only they would let you.

-However, just because you were different doesn’t meant that you were less deserving of a happy home, one that was filled with patience, kindness, and love.

-This is what your social worker told your new family, that you were on the spectrum, but instead of focusing on the bad, like your past families had done, she only focused on the good, like how smart you were, that you loved to run around and play outside, and what a bright ray of sunshine you were.

-They were furious to learn how you had been treated in the past, those past families who treated you so cruelly, not accepting you for you- but that’s what made them different, they were all a melting pot of different personalities and quirks as well, you would fit right in with them.

-You had never had a family so large before- there were so many people, but unlike before, they were all so patient with you- letting you come to them, not at all bothered that you fidgeted a lot, or had a hard time making eye contact with them- to them, it was just some of your quirks.

-You got to know your family, on your terms, Loki was a prankster but he always made sure to tell you all about them, so you didn’t get scared or get worked up, and he didn’t pull pranks on you unless if you had spoken to him beforehand about the pranks you found funny that wouldn’t bother you.

-Poseidon, while not the most sociable person, at least to others, allowed you to just sit and ramble on and on about Pokemon, sitting beside him, showing him your team or the Pokemon you caught in your game, showing him your trading card collection, and telling him about all the lore and knowledge you knew about Pokemon. He would just sit there, occasionally taking a drink, but not interrupting you, something you adored, as you never got to talk to others like this before, before your new family.

-Loki loved it when you talked about Pokemon, he encouraged you, wanting you to talk more, and you did- as you were comfortable, even more so when he got a switch and got a Pokemon game, so he could play with you!

-Hades was the most patient with you, as he wanted you to talk, wanting you to verbalize your desires and questions, never making you feel foolish and many were soon following in his footsteps, being so patient with you.

-You had never had a family like this before- it was wonderful! You had never been so happy!

-Even when you get so happy that you unintentionally overstimulate yourself, they never made you feel like a burden, just letting you sit beside them, playing your Pokemon game, and just letting you calm down on your own terms.

-You flourished under their love and care, showing that what your social worker said was true, that you were a ray of sunshine, and that you were extremely smart- bringing home a report card with straight As, something they praised you for.

-When your social worker came for a visit, just to see how you were doing, she smiled, seeing you so happy, running around, playing with Loki and Buddha with your water guns- she knew that you would be healthy, safe, and happy with this family and she was elated to approve their request to formally adopt you- submitting the paperwork herself.

-You deserved everything you had- a home, a family, and so much love.

[sunflowerandstrawberryspice]

Little redraw of a scene I did for Inktober day 3 (path), I'm autistic so, of course, I immediately thought of my favorite scene from the Garmadon comics!

This gives me the perfect opportunity to talk about them cause holy shit they have a huge grasp on my psyche lol (Remember this is all for fun and the haha sillies so please be nice):

The comic was so genuinely good and captured Garmadon's character SO WELL! Like they made him such a fantastic character (I thought he was before but this just reinforced it) and I loved the way it showed he was impacted by everything that happened and how he feels about himself like UGH it was so great.

Also, I'm sorry but the scene where Other Garmadon is like "Did Wu warn you or did you only wish he had?" Is so sad cause like 1) He wanted to believe someone tried to stop him, that there was someone looking out and trying to save him but ALSO 2) this means that he kinda made himself think it was HIS fault for not listening, which kinda feeds into the narrative of him feeling like there was only one path for him.

I would like to point out there could kinda if you squint be an allegory for like queerness/anyone rejected by society HERE ME OUT! This is obviously a stretch I'll admit but like the demonization of oneself, literally fighting another version of himself until he comes to accept he isn't only the bad parts of himself and can grow and change and is a person! Also, Garmadon is just kinda fruity in general side-eyeing his """"Roommate"""" Vinny Folsen of NGTV News and his WHOLE dynamic with Clouse in Tournament of Elements (Garmadon a Bi icon).

Anyway yeah I love Garmadon and yall should to, fuck crystalized, I hope we get more of Garmadon in Dragons Rising and lowkey I think it would be super funny if the first canonical queer rep in Ninjago was Garmadon an ex-warlord son of god who happens to also be Oni and just Vinny who is literally just A Dude tm.

That's all from me, I am now going to fade into the abyss until I finish the Spinjitzu Brothers books when I will surly return with new opinions! BYEEEEEE!

[nickeverdeen]

Can I get a atla/tlok, arcane, or Harry Potter matchup (feel free to chose one, two or all three, I don’t mind 😊)

About me:

I go by Aybbi, I use she/her and/or they/them pronouns, AFAB + mostly cis, I err slightly on the gn side of female (hence the pronouns), and I’m bisexual. I’m pretty nerdy, studying is pretty much the only thing I do lol. I’m a fairly kind person, but I’m not afraid to be mean when I need to. Not super outgoing, but if someone starts a conversation, I could talk forever. I’m an INTJ, but I’m not confident, so I guess a little less of a stereotypical INTJ (maybe INTP-ish sometimes). I’m probably autistic, but I haven’t actually been diagnosed yet. I definitely have the whole ‘not getting people’ thing tho.

Much thanks!!

Your TLOK match is…

Asami Sato

Asami would love how studious and nerdy you are, often engaging in deep conversations about technology, philosophy, or whatever subject you’re into

She would be mindful of your INTJ traits and tendency to be reserved, making sure not to overwhelm you but always starting conversations when you seem open

Asami would encourage you to be more confident in your abilities, gently pushing you to see how capable and intelligent you are

As someone who’s good at reading people, Asami would understand that you don’t always “get” people and would be patient and supportive of your social struggles

She’d appreciate your quiet, introspective nature and enjoy spending peaceful moments together, whether it’s working on separate projects or reading side by side

Asami would help you organize your studies or other aspects of your life, offering practical solutions to any challenges you face, especially if you’re feeling overwhelmed

While Asami is kind and calm, she wouldn’t hesitate to step in if she feels you’re being treated unfairly, respecting your ability to stand up for yourself but always having your back

She’d be fascinated by your interests, whether it’s something like engineering, history, or obscure subjects. You’d both nerd out over your shared or different fascinations

Asami wouldn’t smother you with attention, respecting your need for alone time and independence, yet always being there when you need her

She’d love doing hands-on activities with you, such as inventing something new or fixing things in her garage, appreciating the way your mind works

Your Arcane match is…

Caitlyn Kiramman

Caitlyn would admire your intelligence and focus on your studies, often asking you to explain things to her that she finds fascinating but might not fully understand

She would always start conversations with you, appreciating the way you open up once someone gets you talking, leading to long, insightful discussions

Caitlyn would help you navigate social situations when you’re unsure, always stepping in subtly to support you without making you feel awkward

She would love spending quiet time with you, whether it’s reading in the same room or just walking through Piltover without the pressure to talk

As someone with a strong sense of justice, Caitlyn would encourage you to be more confident and assertive, helping you find your voice in situations where you tend to doubt yourself

Caitlyn would understand that you might not always grasp social cues, and she’d never make you feel weird about it, instead offering support and guidance in her own quiet way

She’d invite you to explore the city or countryside with her, understanding that while you’re more reserved, you also have a curious, intellectual side that loves discovering new things

Caitlyn would appreciate that you’re kind but can be tough when necessary, seeing this duality as something she relates to deeply in her own life

She’d never rush you into anything, understanding that you need time to process things and that you’re often in your own head

She’d give you the space to figure things out at your own pace

Caitlyn would love discussing mysteries or issues with you, seeing you as someone who can look at problems from a different perspective and help her find solutions in her work

Your Harry Potter match is…

Hermione Granger

Hermione would absolutely love that you’re so studious, and you’d both spend hours studying together, pushing each other to learn more and do your best

She’d engage in long, nerdy conversations with you about magic, history, or whatever subject you’re fascinated with, never tiring of learning new things from you

Hermione would admire your kindness, seeing it as a valuable trait, but she’d also appreciate that you’re not afraid to be assertive when needed—something she values in herself too

She’d help you build confidence in yourself, constantly reminding you of your intelligence and abilities, and pushing you to stop doubting yourself

Hermione would understand your difficulties with social situations and would always help you navigate them, offering advice or simply being there when you feel overwhelmed

Hermione would love reading with you, whether it’s in silence or discussing the book afterwards, seeing you as a kindred spirit in the intellectual world

She’d never push you too hard when it comes to socializing or being outgoing, always respecting your need for quiet time and giving you space to recharge

Hermione would enjoy debating with you on various topics, seeing you as someone who can challenge her thinking and offer new perspectives, even on subjects she feels strongly about

She’d help you stay organized in your studies and daily life, offering tips and strategies for managing everything effectively, making sure you never feel overwhelmed

Hermione would be empathetic towards your possible autism, never making you feel bad for not understanding certain social cues and being patient when explaining things that might confuse you

[terresdebrume]

This year I have 4 kids in my Nursery class. Current line up:

Kid I've only seen once

Kid who only knows Khmer and literally ran to the janitor for protection when I tried to take him to the French class (inconvenient but a+ survival instincts, won't be taken to a secondary location) whom we'll call V

Kid who "isn't autistic, just likes to pretend they're a unicorn" (said kid is 3 and hasn't said a single word in over a month, has permanent T-Rex hands, and only interacts with crayons if they can tell me where I have to color on the coloring page) whom we'll call Unicorn

Kid with an official autism diagnosis who took one glance at my toy box and proceeded to make themselves at home, repeating and learning several words in French on day one, whom we'll call Tortue in honor of their love for my little felt turtle

Anyway, out of all four so far, Tortue is the one who made the most attempts at contact: pointed at toys when I started saying the animals' names on day one so I would continue the list, grabs me by the hand when they want something, and when I linger too long to talk to their homeroom teacher after French class, will literally come up to me and give me air kisses to let me know it's time to go

(I do melt, thank you for asking)

This morning while the kids were on break, I ran into Tortue and their teacher along the slide, and they grabbed my hand and tried to take me to our classroom, resisting attempts at going to the playground (noisy + hot) and even trying to go to the floor above when I wouldn't go to my class with them, so I suspect there is some noise avoidance there

Anyway, it was really sweet and I found it very flattering AND it gave me an occasion to send the Early Years teachers some ressources explaining stimulus sensitivity in autistic people to the Early Years teachers to at least let them grasp the concept, and then maybe we can discuss the possibility of coming up with some accommodations for the autistic kiddies 🤞

[whiteoutzz]

Please give me your insights/headcanons on whiteout I want to understand her more but I don't really have a lot of headcanons on her. I can't just get a grasp on her character and come up with anything that makes sense (I also don't want to accidentally be ableist when headcanons stuff for her especially since I got into writing and I don't want to write something accidentally ableist.)

Ummm i was not really sure how to approach this one, but ill try! I think its alright to not understand her as a character, as we don't even get to know her that well.

From the surface level things I guess: She is subdued at quiet and had atypical way of speaking and thinking. She likes art and has hard time relating or understanding other dragons, but we briefly see her in comfortable environment, showing that she does have specific confidence to her. And... yeah that is not everything, but alot of it is. Truth be told, we dont know much about Whiteouts internal life.

I think what makes her click to me, is understanding that the text purposefully makes her unknown. If its good or bad writing choice i dont know, but we do get few references to how Whiteout is much more aware of things going on. Depth implied but not explored, left to readers interpretation.

But ignoring what i think of this writing choice, it does serve its purpouse. There is a barrier between Whiteout and other dragons, even dragons she loves. She does not understand them, and might never be able to understand some things, but she is also probably aware of the upcoming doom. She is observant after all, atleast with specific things.

Note. Alot of the things say there this are speculation and im not fully sure if they were intended to be read that way. Because we dont know alot about her, so im just filling the gaps.

Okay so. she watches her brother slowly spiral away, and maybe she always knew that was going to happen. In general her life is pretty miserable, and i dont think she is exactly satisfied with that. With art she creates, while its her interest, its also a coping mechanism, imagining of a better future. Before Thoughtful she doesnt have any real friends beside her brother. (i know that before darkstalker assassination she hangs out within his friend group and plays boardgames but i think while they are on positive relations, i dont think she is fully friends with them. They are friendly but not friends you know?) Id imagine them (Whiteout and Darkstalker) being closer when younger, as they had only eachother, but as Darkstalker is "one going wild" she is left behind in his shadow.

She is used to feeling like not a real person (dragon). She is just an accessory to others, watcher of pseudo god dragons tearing the world apart. Everything is slipping away from her, and soon she looses her family and is left alone with Thoughtful.

Whiteout in general lacks autonomy, both in text and within the story itself. She does not make things happen, but things happen to her. She has no say in the game other dragons are playing.

And i do think she is frustrated by this, it slowly showing overtime.

Also one aspect that intrigues me, but chapter two, before Whiteout hatches. Obviously its biased since its baby Darkstalker pov, but the "Whiteout does not hear the moons" thing. Her either not caring enough or not being aware of the silver right. It shows contrast between her and her brother, with her not desiring power, or maybe feeling apathy towards her place in universe (okay this one might go little far as speculation goes but whatever). It makes you wonder how Whiteout would be if she was 3moons born animus, but that is left for aus to speculate on.

As for heacannons um. Alot of them are mostly minor projections for me, like her having chronic pain or ocd or a lazy eye or whatever. Also shes autistic, obviously, but with her coding its. Yeah she is not canonically autistic but she very much reads as so.

But she also canonically has synesthesia, which i dont have. So um.

Also im sorry but i would need specific examples of headcanons you have for her, but you are probably good, but also i dont know since i dont have any example of that. Umm.

Is this good enough of a response?

[desceros]

Hm ok the next question I have, is do you have any head canons for Bayverse, rise, or idw? Anything that’s maybe not “canon” but you always have it in your head for them when you’re creating?

oh yeah totally. here's a few:

rise

leo has gnarly adhd (combination, but very heavy on the inattentive type). his brain is always running at a million miles per hour. it manifests with an anxiety issue, but he wants to seem "cool" so he tries to couch his concerns as much as possible

the boys have a family-only lou jitsu night where once a month, everyone gets together and watches a whole bunch of splinter's old movies. when he tries to talk in the middle of them, they tape him to the chair

we all know i love giving all of them (and donnie in particular) ptsd post-krang

casey wouldn't live in the lair. i think they'd have him live with april so he could get some socialization. but he does have his own room in the lair, and he has to come back every once in a while just to decompress when the whole Society thing gets to be too much

leo and donnie are a lot closer than either of them like to admit. the whole twin thing started out as a joke when they were kids, but as they get older, they really do gravitate towards each other. matching clothes. just hanging out together. little concept of personal space. they still fight a lot but they make up just as easily.

bayverse

donnie likes to garden and gets tips from splinter about how to do it well

leo loves tea. the ritualization of it, having a moment with his father to decompress, the subtle flavors... he loves all of it

mikey is the one with adhd in this version. his manifests much more physically than leo's, making him bounce around. also i think he doesn't have a great grasp on risk analysis, so he'd do stupid shit with his friends if they asked him to.

raph has a sweet tooth and really loves baked goods

idw

donnie's autistic and often forgets to eat when he's focused on working. mikey brings him something to eat from time to time, and even though it's actually awful, donnie eats it every time bc he appreciates the gesture

leo talks to his swords while he's taking care of them. calls them by their names. tells them that they did a good job during training. raph overheard him once, and he thinks it's super lame, but he doesn't have the heart to tease leo about it

i think casey might have had a little bit of a crush on raph, just a little. before he starts getting interested in april. nothing serious, nothing that ever goes anywhere. he just rationalizes it as gratitude for what raph did, and goes on as if it never happened.

[gunthermunch]

I hope Garry knows if there was an empty night sky with only one shining star that star would most likely be him and if I’d ever metaphorically give my nose to anyone, it would be him. All in the will. Burn the body (other than the nose that’s for Garry) if the vamps are hangry they can have the last of my blood. I also have bought several homes for him (Garry) to have in the future, I became a certified property owner and real estate expert for Garry and the munches. I also bought jojo a little hobbit hole next to the Munch’s residence. Lucas and Max have a cozy apartment and I’m funding Wolfgang’s finding myself journey. If they don’t live in it it’s okay it’s fine they can rent it out, I bought the whole complex if that helps any. I will be hiding in a bush if gunther and Lilith at some point renew their vows.

I can always count on Garry to be either hanging from the ceiling by talons he’s suddenly grown or swinging off of some light fixture and if he is in someone’s grasp he’s either in his own world, growing teeth/gum to skin or being held up by a most likely flailing limb. I feel like Lilith could do acrobats with him in one hand, like casual conversation no pause no acknowledgement and keep a hold of him while he’s just wilding and having fun. He’s probably a goblin or a little flying chipmunk or squirrel in one’s purest form. He has seen wonders beyond comprehension living in that household and I can only applaud him.

Also, I will wait patiently for Lucas and Max’s return. Once that time comes I’m sure I’ll suddenly learn how to properly and consistently with great skill and eagerness, do roly polys. No I can’t do it at the moment and I don’t think I have any real interest in those sorts of sports and expertise but this whole family makes me feel like seeing max and Lucas’ being in that moment when the time comes in real time. Finally, runs around so happy for them, I will suddenly wake up knowing how to do a roly poly and probably my life will just feel better in general with the knowledge of seeing them connect and grow. No matter what path they take, I just want them to heal and come to be happier and happier. I love the both of them so much and I truly wish the best for Wolfgang and everyone else too.

I hope you have a wonderful break I’m sure this is creatively fulfilling for you and a passion project it goes without saying hopefully but thank you for sharing it. Your love for these characters these people basically at heart is amazing, heart warming and seeing a new post from you is always a little box of care, dedication and magic, they’ve brought many people together I’m sure thanks to your effort in making what you post a reality and I truly thank you for existing, that goes for anyone in the world but I hope this just is a reminder I don’t know how to say it the most accurately but thank you for the munch story for what you share of yourself in general and I hope life’s treating you well. If not I hope you feel better soon.

If this even gets seen by you or anyone else, embarrassing truly I wanna run into a wall cartoon style fall to the ground due to impact, bounce right off of u will, this to the floor, comical hanging tongue out of mouth x’s over eyes u get the picture.

I feel so much passion for someone else’s page/story, maybe it’s the autism speaking but I can’t imagine not being able to atleast recognise the amount and degree of care and passion you put into the munchs/whatever else you may post and feeling genuinely glad and happy to see someone sharing and bringing something of themselves to life with such adoration & attention. I feel like a lot of people feel quite strongly about the munch story regardless of being neurodivergent or whatever their background/certain aspects, but in my case, being autistic myself, something that obviously affects my experience of the world, coming across and delving into the munchs and seeing such joy and drive and visceral love that I always feel alone in, in the community in general but especially the part that uses the sims to tell their stories, has been amazing and made me so grateful for being able to see what you and others share. It makes me want to go on and on which I can and do e.g, but the difference being I feel like I’m seeing possibility and gaining an understanding that I can see and find people similarly interested in storys and lives fictional or otherwise. Being diagnosed recently, it’s made this all fit together in my brain more easily why I felt so drawn to story tellers here lol. Being a lover of story telling, literature, thank you for existing and simply letting others see and be immersed with you. This isn’t my first time on anon here yikes and sorry, I can’t do a tldr for something this long fuck but Thankyou. Rest up! 💕🤞🏼

Lucas and Max poster in my hallway !!

Sorry if this is a lot it’s a bit of personal anecdote I hope I don’t make you or anyone feel inconvenienced or like hurt, the munch’s have always meant a lot and with this new step forward and newer revelations in my life they only seem to grow fonder to me. Peace and love, I hope everyone’s trying to treat themselves more kindly

i ADORE to hear your thoughts always !! and YEAH spins you around really fast yeaheyaheyaheya love the mutual understanding here. glad we are all on the same levels of sickness over them