#im dyslexic af

[snekmadehorrors]

therapy doodles. Host, orbits, all good stuff

[akamikazae]

the second I fumble one letter of his name, spell check in google docs and my notes app always wants to change 'Sasuke' to 'seasick' and it cracks me up every time, especially when I don't catch it right away. And only after I'm re-reading some sad, angsty shit that I'm thrown by 'Seasick Uchiha'

[essence-of-nightshade]

Me but anthropology history or archeology

Struggling w the internal conflict of wanting to be linguist, an anthropologist, or a biologist

[sainzsiren]

"i wanna be yours"

basketballplayer!lukecastellan x unclaimed!reader

smau - your instagram if you were dating basketball player luke

🎧 - i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys

a/n: hi! i was really out of motivation to make anything, but you guys voted smau! i really want to try headcannons so pls leave asks for whatever you want to see! also, i'm getting close to 100 followers which is super exciting, thank you so much for the support :) (also, i know this is shorter than usual but i really like it!)

*swearing and suggestive content, not checked so there might be mistakes*

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itslukecastellan ballin w the boys

tagged hi_imtyson, _groverunderwood, percy.jackson, iamchrisrodriguez

view comments:

percy.jackson the teams were rigged

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yn_yln i, a proud viewer of this game, can confirm that not all demigods are good at basketball

percy.jackson ouch

itslukecastellan are u calling me bad?

yn_yln luke read that again

itslukecastellan oh sorry i missed the not im dyslexic af

_groverunderwoood well im a saytr so HA

yn_yln not all saytr are good either

larueclarisse put chris on a team with percy nect time he needs his ego checked

itslukecastellan will do

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larueclarisse how you felt after commenting that: 🐺

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itslukecastellan thank you my love

percy.jackson you have him BLUSHING y/n

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yn_yln's story

view reply from itslukecastellan:

itslukecastellan that was unkind

yn_yln 😇

view reply from iamchrisrodriguez:

iamchrisrodriguez new luke blackmail unlocked

yn_yln theres more where that came from trust

view reply from larueclarisse:

larueclarisse how did he pull u 😭

yn_yln idk maybe the jawline

larueclarisse bros been mewing since birth

yn_yln STOP

[sibmakesart]

I think it's really funny (by funny I mean a little frustrating) how like. Almost all English dubs are Bad, like, sometimes not even accurate to the thing they're dubbing because English speakers are just not used to media Not Being In English so their dubbing industry is the size of a quail egg. The amount of media I dropped because it didn't have a dub in my mother language and the English dub was just Atrocious is insane ("why don't you read subtitles?" I'm dyslexic, I need to focus all my brainpower to read something)

(i made a long ass answer and tumblr just farted it out of existence 🙃)

in short : english dubs do suck, on technical level and culture altering/ censorship wise, and bc of it they keep themselves from a lot of non-english media, which sucks even more

im lucky bc in france (and germany/italy) we have a very talented and prolific dubbing industry, some voice actors are/were celebrities here !

they also lied to me about the nationality of some shows (i thought until way too recently colombo was a german show bc i only ever watched it in german)

the dub vs sub is stupid af both are needed given diff contexts, but im sure a lot of people would stop demonising dubs if they had access to good dubs in the first place

[this-love-is-delicate]

DAWG IM DYSLEXIC AF IVE BEEN CALLING IT BAD CHEM ALL DAY I THOUGHT IT WAS CALLED BAD CHEM I HAVE LISTENED TO THIS SONG AND LOOKED AT IT MOST OF TODAY AND IT SAID BAD CHEM IVE SEEN THOSE MULTIPLE POSTS FROM OTHERS ALSO THINKING IT WAS CALLED BAD CHEM AND I WAS LIKE BRO IT IS CALLED BAD CHEM READ THE TITLE IT SAYS BAD CHEM I FEEL LIKE IM GOING CRAZY HELLO?????? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN ITS CALLED

BED Chem

[shepherdsheart]

Soul Of The Brother

(Im dyslexic Af so please tell me what I can do to make this better!)

Chapter 1

Small feet slammed on the ground in anger and small fists clenched as a small red headed figure glared angrily at the adults in front of her. Too busy with their own dealings to notice her presence or the anger rolling off her in waves.

Jasmine didn’t have the patience for this, today had been her dance recital. Her first one at that and her parents had forgotten, instead they were so engrossed in their stupid project to even notice when she had called out to them, telling them she would be going and she would be seeing them at the recital in a few hours.

Her father had given her a quick “sure” as he waved her off and her mother had turned to give her a quick hug before they turned back to the bottle of stupid green liquid they were so obsessed with.

She had really hoped that they would come but she knew deep down that the likelihood of them showing up was slim if not impossible but she still hoped.

“Mom!” Jasmine huffed as she watched her patients lean over some notes while talking in excited murmurs, not even seeming to have heard her.

It made her angry, her parents had always been obsessed with their research. Sometimes she wasn't sure why she bothered with them but then she remembered they were her parents and that they were supposed to love her. To pick her up from school like the other kids' parents. To go to her plays and dance recitals like the other kids' parents did but every time they said they would be there, they never showed.

She was always alone and she hated it.

Gritting her teeth Jazz stepped forward and reached for her fathers arm, her hands met the rubbery fabric of her fathers hazmat suit and she grasped onto it before tugging harshly.

She hadn't realized it but her father had his precious green liquid in his hands when she had done so, she only realized the mistake when there was a clatter as the small vial of green liquid fell from her fathers hand and crashed to the floor and shattered. Green ooze pooled around her feet and steam spilled off the green liquid.

“Jasmine!” Her mothers shrill voice split the air “What have I told you! No playing in the lab” her mother scolded her.

Jazz tried to speak up but before she could she suddenly felt hands scoop under her arms and lift her. She was carried away from the mess before being placed on her feet next to the stairs by her father.

“Go up stairs to your room missy.” her father said before he turned away to help her mother clean the glass and liquid from the floor, not even checking to see if she had listened to them.

Tears welled in her eyes as she gave her parents one last glare before she turned on her heel and stomped back up the stairs. When she reached the top of the stairs she stopped and hesitated for a moment before she slammed the door loudly.

The door gave a satisfying bang as it closed and Jazz could hear her mother shout something down below but that was the only reaction she got.

With a sniffle Jazz felt her tears of anger begin to spill down her face and she rushed through the house and out the front door. “Stupid parents!” she sobbed, “Stupid lab, stupid green goo, stupid mom, stupid, stupid, stupid!”

Why couldn't her parents pay her attention, why couldn't they just give her a little bit of their time, why couldn't they love her like they were supposed to!

Jazz slowed in her mad dash when she noticed she had somehow made her way to the local park. Her eyes stung and her lungs heaved from the run and she found herself finding a lonely swing attached to a large oak tree. She sat down in the swing and glared up at the night sky.

She sat there for some time before she started to swing her legs, the swing moving with the momentum of her movements. As her legs swung she noticed a small bit of bright glowing green green liquid on her shoes.

She must have gotten some on her by mistake when she had caused her father to drop it. Carefully she let her feet drag her to a stop and she leaned down to get a better look. The green substance was definitely the same thing that was in the lab.

It was because of the stupid green stuff that her parents ignored her, it was because of the stupid green stuff that she was bullied at school. It was because of the stupid green stuff that her life was a mess.

Angrily she swung her leg, sending the small blob flying before it landed on a small sapling. A hiss sounded as the green substance disappeared into one of the leaves before the small sapling withered in on itself.

Jazz frowned as she watched the poor plant wither as it slowly blackened with sickness. She hadnt meant to hurt the small plant. Frowning, she dropped from the swing before she kneeled down to inspect what was left of the small plant. She wrinkled her nose at the smell that wafted from it.

The plant's death was even more reason to hate the substance that her parents seemed to love so much. All it caused was destruction, ruining everything it touched.

Carefully she reached out towards the dead plant, her fingers just about to brush against one of its withered leaves when a voice broke through the night.

“Well, whats “Hic!” what do we have here?” a voice slurred.

Jazz spun around in surprise where she was greeted by a man. The man was obviously drunk as he wobbled and his eyes couldn't seem to focus on her pulse, the strong stench of alcohol wafting from the man.

The man grinned at her as she met his dark and glassy eyes. “Where’s ya parents?” the man said before another hiccup erupted from him.

Jasmine frowned as she pulled her arms into her chest defensively, “Just over there.” she lied as she motioned her head to the left towards some trees. The man glanced over there and Jazz dashed to the right, this was a situation she had to leave immediately.

Though escape was not meant to be as a hand wrapped around her wrist tightly before she was yanked backwards causing her to squeak in panic.

“Now that” a loud burp interrupted him, “That wasn't very nice” the man slurred as he yanked her arm up causing her to wince as she was lifted slightly and she could only stand on her toes.

Jazz squeezed her eyes shut as the man leaned over her and his hot breath met her face and the scent of alcohol filled her nose.

She had messed up, she really had messed up. She knew better than to go out alone, especially at night. Those were one of the most important rules taught to kids by school and she had stupidly done just as she was warned not to do all because she was angry at her parents.

Now, because of her actions she might never get to see her parents again. She knew how evil people could be, she had learned it from the news and her books.

When she felt the hands touch the lip of her shirt she screamed, struggling against the man’s grasp. Angry, the man yanked her and she felt a sting on her cheek causing her to stumble, stunned by the sting.

“None of that now, be a good girl and I promise I’ll make you enjoy this.”

Her eyes glanced up at the figure holding her, her mind processing his words before they grew wide with fear. He was going to rape her! Violate her and she could do nothing!

When she felt fingers tug on her shirt she cringed and looked away.

She stared blankly into the trees as tears ran down her face, she knew she couldn’t escape. So all she could do was look away and pretend that this wasn’t happening to her.

As hands pulled on her clothes her eyes traced the trees and the shadows they cast for a form of distraction. Dark and shifting but then her eyes met more than shadows. There glaring down upon her were two toxic green orbs.

A glaring and angry toxic green that swirled and shifted as it looked upon her. Power and rage seemed to suddenly radiate from the air and the man above her shifted uncontrollably but otherwise continued in his work.

But she was too focused on the radiant green that shifted in the shadows as they left her and fell upon the man.

Suddenly a shadow fell from the tree above and silver glint in the moonlight before plunging into flesh.Hands fell from her clothes as the man fell back and shifting shadows stood over him.

The man screamed and thrashed as the shadow crouched over him. But soon the screams quieted, only a gurgle was heard as the man stilled and the figure above him stood. Small in comparison to the man who he loomed over, small compared to herself.

Then those brilliant green orbs fell on her once again. Mesmerizing swirls of green galaxy draped by dark cascades of night.

Blinking Jazz watched, mesmerized by the angle in front of her. Because only an angle could hold such beauty and elegance even when red stained his cheeks and drenched his black robes.

It took her a moment before she noticed the boy's mouth move and a snarl sounded, breaking the deathening silence that had settled over the two.

Before she knew what had happened she found herself on the ground. Something sharp pressed against her throat causing her to squeeze her eyes shut with a heaving breath but nothing happened.

Only a few moments later was the sharp blade removed from her throat causing her to blink open her eyes in surprise where she was met with green once again but it was now different. Now the green swirled with a deep glacial blue, the blue raging around the green before all that was left was the hard cold blue that stared at her cautiously. After a moment the boy stepped back and away from her, settling himself between her and the still form of the drunken man.

Jazz heaved a breath, her body shaky from the whole experience of nearly dying twice in a matter of minutes.

Sitting up she quickly checked herself for any wounds but all she had was a small bruise forming on her wrist. With that done she glanced at her savior who was watching her closely with glacial blue orbs instead of the galaxy of green.

The boy was small, maybe around 6 to 8 years old if she could guess by his features. His face was stained with dirt and blood, his clothes were torn giving him a scruffy but elegant appearance with large doe-like eyes, tousled and messy hair.

All in all he looked like a stray cat, a touch starved and unkempt but still fierce and elegant.

With her observation done she stood to her feet causing the boy to take a step back and she froze. She didn't want to scare him and she really didn't want him to run off, she had the feeling if he did then she would never see him again.

Making her decision she sank back down onto her butt where she hoped she wouldn't be as intimidating. Apparently she had made the right choice as the boy seemed to relax a little.

Once again she was reminded of a stray cat and with that in mind she held out her hand towards him with a gentle smile. The boy just stared at her with his glacial blue orbs, as if scanning her for any threats.

“Its ok, im not going to hurt you.” she said as if she were truly talking to a cat.

The boy seemed to bristle for a moment and his eyes narrowed. His glacial burning into her own teal before glacial seemed to soften and the boy finally nodded in acceptance of her words.

Taking that as her cue that he wouldn't run she stood up causing the boy to flinch but otherwise he seemed content to stay where he was.

“Thank you for saving me.” she said as she smiled brightly at the boy, trying her best to ignore the unmoving figure behind him.

The boy nodded at her and opened his mouth to speak but before any words came out he stilled. Suddenly he lunged towards her and his hand wrapped around her own and before she could resist she found herself being dragged by the boy.

She was about to fuss but then she heard what the boy must have as voices of men broke through the silence of the park. Calling out for someone, most likely the still figure of the man who had attempted to assault her.

So she let the boy drag her out of the park and into the streets of Amity where he guided her through the alleyways. Eventually he came to a halt before glancing around, unsure of what to do next while his and her chests heaved from adrenalin.

After a moment he settled his eyes onto her own and she swore she felt fear and uncertainty coming off him in waves.

He was obviously lost and she doubted she had anywhere to go with the way he looked so making up her mind she tightened her grip with his own before she began to lead him. “Come on.”

(This will be posted on AO3 soon)

[ghostismybbygorl]

Some silly cod headcannons

Ghosty ghost

Hes got the witch doctor squishable in a keychain version and then the medium size plushie (soap gave him the keychain one)

He sometimes forgets hes wearing his baklava and ends up, taking a shower with it on.  (insert im washing me and my clothes vine)

He's terrified of snakes

He loves abba and will blast dancing queen and sing to it when hes alone (soap caught him singing to it once and lets just say he ended up with a black eye and broken nose)

Hes 35

He loves the Steven king books the shining is one of his favorites

He loves romcoms but is also total psychological horror, fanatic. He absolutely hates the horror movies with jump scares because he can predict when it happens.

He owns a pair of skeleton feet socks, and wears them all the time.

 he owns a whole library of dad joke books

He secretly has a Pinterest

The only social media he has is Instagram (soap made him to download it) and TikTok

watches anime with soap and gaz

Hes kinda sorta vegetarian not for a choice, he just doesnt like meat but he'll eat it if he has to.

He loves abba because it reminds him of his mom (rip ghosts mom)

Blind af he wears contacts, has prescription sunglasses, hes got a pair of these glasses only price knows about it

Carries contact solution with him everywhere

It takes alot to make him laugh but when he does he has a BOOMING LOUD laugh. It like echos through the hallways

Hates getting his photo taken but when he does he either throws up a ✌🏻, 🖕🏼, or the British version of the middle finger

He smokes american spirits

Has slight autism but masks really well

Loves Kentucky bourbon

He has a black cat named Anubis and spoils him rotten

Still a virgin

Soapy soap

Used to be a stripper (had to pay the bills somehow)

He LOVES music festivals

Bros got adhd for days hes like a whole ass ball of energy

Does the leg twitch

Hes 27

He loves dogs

This man SNORES like a motherfucker

Can play the bagpipes but he only brings them out on special occasion

Hes got a tactical kilt that price gave him as a gag gift for Christmas (he secretly loves it and wore it to training once)

Hes roman catholic

Hes got a tattoo of saint michael on his chest for protection.

His patron saint is saint michael

He crinkle his eyes when he smiles he also has a crooked smile

He used to have braces when he was younger

Hes got two little sisters ones 17 and the other is 26 that he absolutely loves and he's PROTECTIVE over them. When his youngest sister brought home her first boyfriend he was sitting on the table sharpening his knifes and told him "if you hurt my baby sister ill fuck you up"

Gym rat

Hes got ALL the social media. Him and gaz have a 300 day streak going on in snapchat. His instagrams are just pictures of him flexing at the gym and occasionally silly photos of him and his sisters. Hes got a tiktok and posts stupid videos of everyone

Hes got a photo of him in full blown drag makeup that his sister did on him

He's bisexual

He lost his virginity at 15

The scar on his chin was from his sister when they where kids. They where 11 and she pushed him causing him to fall on a rock and cut his chin open. He had to get 20 stitches

He watches romcoms with ghost

He loves to draw and he keeps a little doodle book with him at all times

Hes dyslexic

Hes Pretty messy his room is scattered with clothes

He can pop every bone in his body

He punches the air when he gets excited

Loves lizzo, doja cat, and cardi b

papa price

He has a whole collection of cigars that he buys when he travels to different countries

Has a german shepard name leo

Him and laswell are best friends and go on friend dates all the time

He got his first grey hair when he was 17 and was able to grow a beard at the age too

Everyone thinks hes in his 40's but in reality hes 37

He love to hunt and his house has taxidermy animals everywhere

He has a little brother and a older brother. His little brother is 27 and his older brother is 41

He has 2 nieces and 4 nephews (his younger brother has a girl and a boy and his older brother has 2 boys and a girl.

Hes the best damn uncle ever and he spoils the kids rotten.

He reads all the time. His favorite genre is nonfiction auto biographies

He likes to watch sci-fi movies and history documentaries

Says the most random facts ever and no one knows how get learns them

He grunts when he sits down

He has chronic knee pain and they pop when he sits or squats

He dresses like a dad in his civilian clothes gaz and soap make fun of him and joke around calling him papa price

Hes the god father of laswell's kid (she and her wife have a daughter together )

He laughs like santa clause

He shaved his bearded once and everyone thought he was a different person

He's got a baby face under the beard of his

He has a whole collection of hats

Hes gay but everyone thinks he's straight until he mentions his boyfriend

He owns a bearded dragon named roger

He gets carsick so he always has to sit in the front seat

He LOVES ted lasso and dressed up as him one Halloween

Gazzy gaz

Loves anime

Hes very shy when he first meets someone but eventually opens up and is super talkative

Smokes that schweed to help his anxiety (price caught him once but understood when he explained it to him) he only smokes when hes not on a mission

soap smokes with him

He loves the percy jackson books and binge reads them (hes read the series 6 times)

He 26

Hes a only child

His dad is from atlanta and his mom is from london

He used to do ballet when he was a kid and hes still super flexible

He travels from London to atlanta alot

He can dance really well

He Loves country music and is a huge orville peck fan. price suprised him with tickets to see him and he FLIPPED his shit.

Hes gay

He has a grey cat named totoro and a black cat named percy (his full name purrcy jackson the 2nd)

He hates broccoli with a passion

He accidentally called price dad before but, now he does it ironically

He has a collection of baseball caps

He loves baseball and american football

He often quotes vines and tiktok memes. Price will look at him like hes fucking crazy when he does a tiktok dance or quotes something

His tiktok is of him doing dances and soap likes to do it with him too

He will send the most random photos to soap on snapchat.

He loves phycological horror so he'll watch them with ghost. Soap will try to watch it with them but gets too scared.

His favorite movie is silence if the lambs and he will quote "it rubs the lotion on its skin" when he sees someone putting on lotion. That was one of the times ghost laughed. Soap was putting lotion on his skin and kyle snuck up behind him and said that quote causing soap to scream like a girl.

Thats all i got rn i'll do Alejandra rudy next if this gets likes

[ericmoonly]

i wanna write poems so bad but im not really good at writing and im dyslexic (my dyslexia is just bad af..) so i dont think its a really good idea.. i mean i wrote like two kinda short poems, but i needed to check everything on internet if i wrote it right and its kinda idk not very poet style?😧

also connor holding plushie connor is so adorable fr.

[queerlyhalloween]

Your cat is very cute, but that post you reblogged, literally the first sentence said that it was for JANUARY. A particular WEEK in January, no less.

That is fair, im dyslexic AF so sometimes i skip full sentences lmao sorry

Behold my beast anyway

[muxas-world]

i love your account but im dyslexic af and english isnt my first language, so i dont understand what you say half the time 😭

Oh don't worry sometimes I look back im like dammm why did I write ? but I'm to lazy (and got lots stuff in the day to fix my tags ) but yuo shuld get the memes 🤗 I'm trying to be better but again I akwys say that but then I'm in rush or become lazy to fix it

[frogswithflowerhat]

(sorry for any mistakes im dyslexic and english is not my first language) but just imagine this:

lex being a good step-parent, like the whole pta. Make danny be suspicious af of him (for good reasons) but also being a little shit by being polite and nice bc it makes vlad furious and whit time the relashionship bt lex and danny becomes like that one fic where danny falls trhourh a portal that lex made and lex just goes "well guess im a parent now"

all while for lex is a found family fluff sory and for the jl is a supense?thriller movie making them SUPER alert for anything with lex baking fugde with jack in the background while jazz and danny debating if luthor had a crush on superman before meeting their father

Okay, so! *giggles* Wait, here- have my sternum, I won't need it anymore, I have transcended! Okay so- If we're doing crack ships, you know one that would be really funny?

Jack Fenton/Lex Luthor

It's a lot like Jack/Vlad, but without any of the poor history between them and a lot less murder attempts.

Similar to Vlad, however, Lex is at first pretty certain that Jack is a buffoon but then he sees the man make something really advanced out of literal scraps and Lex decides that if Jack is a moron then he's into morons now. Jack absolutely baffles him, and Lex wants to pick apart Jack's brain like a science experiment and no matter what Jack continues to surprise him and Lex- a man who has gotten stuck into a rather boring routine- finds that very refreshing.

Jack is like: "Oh, another billionaire friend! I'm sure this will be like my friendship with Vladdie!" But then Lex shows him so much attention, far more than Vlad ever did, and Jack is actually a little into it. Maybe he and Maddie are divorced (amicably, hopefully) or maybe Maddie has passed away (which D:) or maybe Maddie is fine with an open relationship, but whatever the case is, he actually gets to pursue a relationship with Lex and it's going... surprisingly well?

This has the added side-effect of Vlad looking on the from the side lines equally shocked and more than a little bewildered. Jack is in a relationship with Lex Luthor of all people? And Lex is known for having very high standards in associates and acquaintances and tolerates this fool? Vlad gets all huffy about it, amazed that Lex would stoop so low, but then Vlad realizes that he's jealous and now he's contemplating murder. Whether it's murdering Lex or murdering Jack (the cause of such feelings, as far as Vlad is concerned) is still up in the air.

Side note: Danny is wondering how much trouble it would be to fake his death and run away, just so that he doesn't have to deal with this.

Initially I was apprehensive but reading the dynamic you made, absofuckinlutely. Is it healthy? Absolutely not. Does it benefit Lex in so many ways? Oh 100%. This is incredible and horrifying and wonderful and terrifying and I love it.

[catboii]

im dyslexic af bc what the FUCK does that say

[yourfavouritelaundry]

Hey! I hope you have a good day (or night) I have a question If Malee is dyslexic why is she so good at chemistry and math? Shouldn't they be subjects that she fail a lot? Lol

Malee’s best at chemistry and math, but it’s by her standard ahaha😅

Since hers dyslexia’s undiagnosed, anything academic that have to do with reading ever will go on a landslide 🛝 but the only thing she have difficulties with are looking at the words on the page and forming them correctly📖, not the logic and math thingie🧮

So back in primary she would do okay as long as someone (read: Anna) can read the problem outloud to her and visualized them. Her performances dropped around middle school but she coped by at the end of highschool with just text-to-speech, videos with visual presentation and talking to herself through exams. The end scores might be standard on papers but i think she’s smart as fuck

all i known are only what I’ve searched and that can be faulty, so hey idk!

[animasphinx]

since nikki and alexi are returning in exactly 1 year i really hope we get to see them in s15

[my-traumacore-sideblog]

adding 2 this post w/ my own experiences as a POC autistic who also is ND in other ways, worth noting here that i'm mixed and pale af, w/ that being said tho none of my facial features rly "look white" except 4 my nose which is narrow bc of a deformity i hav that means it's collapsed and i also hav thick curly hair

i think it's worth noting that POC are more prone 2 developing certain forms of mental illness due 2 the trauma we experience from being POC this goes double if ur autistic or ND in another way that ur just born w/ i feel like not enough ppl rly acknowledge that being POC in the society we live in is traumatic, 2 speak from my own experiences i hav trauma from being told i can't claim my own heritage because of my pale skin constantly by ppl outside my biological family, i was told by white ppl that me saying that im mixed is racist bc i should just claim 2 b white and saying that im mixed w/ black African (bc i am on my bio mother's side) is "an insult 2 ppl actually from Africa" 4 ages i though my existence was an insult 2 my own extended family and my own bio mother until i talked 2 her abt it and explained what happened, it is probably worth nothing that this conversation was brought up at college, 2 apply 4 the collage u needed 2 fill out a form which asked 4 ur ethnicity, in the UK there's an option on the form for "mixed race" and then u tick the other boxes w/ what ur mixed w/, since im dyslexic some1 at the collage was helping me read the form and this is when they told me that i couldn't say that i was mixed with black African (even tho i am) and that i should just put myself down as white British bc "putting myself down as black African would b an insult 2 ppl actually from Africa" when i tried 2 report this person later, they claimed that they were just helping me with the reading because i "didn't seem to know what that meant"

on top of this i was receiving pressure from my biological family to assimilate into a white society while also being honest about my heritage which then of course lead a lot of white people to think i was white and doing cultural appropriation, i was expected 2 stop playing with my plushies by age 10 so i could b "taken seriously" i was expected not 2 complain abt any injustice so that "ppl would take me seriously instead of seeing me as entitled" it hurt but it also hurts typing this knowing that my biological mother probably thought of this as genuine and kind advice

i was not allowed 2 hav meltdowns at home bc i was "2 old 4 that nonsense" same with crying, everything abt how my biological mother raised me was 2 try 2 help me better assimilate into a white society and that focus on assimilation, on being "taken seriously" by abled white ppl i think was the driving force behind a lot of her abusive parenting decisions

a lot of ppl even outside the POC community at this point joke abt parents of colour being abusive but i feel like a lot of white ppl don't understand what they r joking abt, it's not that POC r more likely 2 abuse their kids as an inherent trait of being POC it's that there's a lot of pressure from society on POC and they don't want their kids 2 get fukin murked so some of them try their best 2 teach their kids 2 assimilate into a white society in a misguided attempt 2 protect their kids only 2 in the process become their kids first bully and biggest fear, i think that's what it was w/ my parents anyway and i find it unlikely that im alone in this

with that part out of the way i think it's also worth pointing out that cluster B personality disorders often develop due 2 trauma and living in a traumatic situation at an early age, so guess which group of people is super prone 2 developing cluster B personality disorders due 2 being in a traumatic situation from birth bc being POC in our current society is inherently traumatic even with loving parents,,,, yeah,,, and then cluster B personality disorders r demonised and if u hav any of them then ur labelled as an abuser and if u hav ASPD then ur also labelled as a serial killer and since the cops r also ableist as well as racist that makes it super unsafe 2 try 2 get any of that shit officially diagnosed bc since most doctors r also ableist and racist (speaking from experience here) they will probably just report u 2 the cops if they diagnose u w/ smth like that, like sure they're not supposed 2 probably but it's not like that's ever stopped them

does being POC actually affect how you present autism or is it just because of societal expectations?

Hi! So please take what I’m saying with a grain of salt and talk to other POC autistics! I am a white presenting autistic person. I do not experience the same as them and am just saying what I have heard from POC autistics and ND people.

Overall, it’s both? Black autistics and POC autistics are notorious for masking more due to the danger of them not masking. It is DANGEROUS for them not to mask. This is the same with a lot of POC autistics. Race is a complicated topic, and I recommend talking to POC autistics because they are MUCH well versed in this.

The societal expectations for POC is drastically different from white people. This needs to be talked about. Low masking POC autistics are 100% more prone to violence, violence against the police, etc etc. POC are automatically seen as “dangerous” so if a POC were to have a meltdown in public, or even stim, or even just get slightly distressed, then the chances of the police being called on them is drastically more likely then if a white person was doing the same.

POC autistics, especially black autistics, are held up so high on how they should act in public. From being told they shouldn’t dress a certain way, to they shouldn’t talk or act a certain way. I run into this all the time with my little sister who is black. Her experiences as a ADHD and learning disabled (dyslexia, dysgraphia, etc), is drastically different then mine.

POC autistics and ND, should be talked about more, and their experiences should be talked about more. Please, if you’re a POC autistic or ND in general, then I encourage to reblog this post with your experiences.

I hope you have a lovely day anon and this answers your question!