#neurodivergent au

[lwjsbedtime]

So I remembered the song Quiet from Matilda, and it made me think of little ADHD Babyxian being adopted by the Jiangs.

He's not doing so well to be honest. He's messy, and too far ahead of his classmates, and doesn't do his chores on time because his nose is always in some book he has no business reading.

Auntie Yu has had enough. She tells JFM it's Cloud Recesses Boarding School or the little brat is going back out on the street!

Little A-Xian hears this and he doesn't quite cry, because Mama always told him it feels better to smile, but he does sniffle a bit before falling asleep.

In the morning when Uncle Jiang asks if he wants to go to a new school he says yes.

And then he's being shipped off halfway across the country - away from grumpy JC and sweet JYL, who he'd only just met - to a school where he doesn't know anyone.

Of course, he gets in trouble. He always does.

He doesn't mean to. He thinks maybe he's just bad.

Headmaster Lan Qiren seems to have something personal against him, but his teacher - Lan Qiren's nephew, Mr. Lan Xichen - is really nice.

He's soft with little A-Xian, seeming to understand him better than he understands himself.

He says A-Xian is a good boy.

WWX isn't sure he believes him, but Mr Lan Xichen is almost always right about everything so he doesn't question how he knows A-Xian is good.

The thing is, Lan Xichen is right. The difference between him and A-Xian's old teachers is that he pays attention to A-Xian. He sees him.

And what he sees breaks his heart.

It may not be the same exactly, but his little brother is around A-Xian's age - just a grade higher - and so, so similar - if in the opposite direction.

Where A-Xian is boisterous, little Zhan-er is too quiet. Where A-Xian is so interested in learning, needing to know everything about EVERYTHING, right now! Zhan-er has a few special interests that captivate him.

He seems standoffish, so the other children exclude him, but Zhan-er knows ALL about rabbits, for example, and reads poetry far beyond his age level, and - oddly enough - can answer any question about ancient blacksmithing techniques you throw at him.

Both boys are very smart, and so very different from their peers.

For Zhan-er this is because he's autistic

Lan Xichen thinks A-Xian might also be on the spectrum. He tries to contact the Jiangs about gaining permission to send him to the in-school psychiatrist, but receives nothing in reply.

It is...deeply concerning.

Lan Xichen brings his thoughts up with his uncle, who grumbles a little, but accepts that maybe it might be possible WWX needs a little extra help.

The next day Lan Xichen asks for A-Xian to stay after class alone. A-Xian is a little scared he's going to be scolded, but Lan Xichen bends down to his level and asks if he would like to meet someone really special.

"Yes!" A-Xian exclaims, excited.

Lan Xichen takes the boy's hand and leads him out the classroom, down the path to the old clan homes that still exist behind Cloud Recesses' campus

As they walk, Lan Xichen explains the history of his home, and A-Xian takes it all in with wide eyes.

Then, finally, they reach the-

"Bunnies!" A-Xian exclaims, already surging away from Lan Xichen with the slipperiness of a professional escape artist.

Lan Xichen chuckles under his breath.

They have arrived at the bunny field.

Zhan-er, who had been told they would be joined today by another boy, frowns at his brother with betrayal, a rabbit held firmly in his arms.

Lan Xichen can see already he's close to tears, so he catches A-Xian's hand and whispers to him.

"We must be very quiet. Bunnies are scared by loud noises."

A-Xian nods at him with wide eyes, closing his mouth tightly like he might even forget to breathe.

"This is Lan Zhan, my brother," Lan Xichen directs A-Xian's attention to where Zhan-er sits scowling amongst the gentians.

"Hello Lan Zhan," A-Xian whisper-yells. "I'm A-Xian."

Lan Xichen hides a grin as Zhan-er nods and points at one of his favourite bunnies - a small Holland lop called Orchid.

"She will play," he murmurs, and then he turns back to the bunny in his arms, hiding his face in her soft fur.

For Zhan-er it is as good as a seal of approval.

Lan Xichen watches as the boys play together and feels a pleasant warmth swell in his stomach. They do get along so nicely. He hopes they become good friends.

As he predicted, the playdate is not a one off event. Soon enough it becomes a daily occurrence, with A-Xian getting antsy if it is cancelled, and Zhan-er getting close to a meltdown.

The boys are friends - best friends - and while they sometimes clash, their troubles are soon forgotten.

They are good for one another - mindful of each other's limits and differences.

Lan Xichen has never seen his brother so open, nor so happy.

Which is why when the Jiang family decide to pull A-Xian out of Cloud Recesses due to financial difficulties, he must protest.

His words fall on deaf ears.

A-Xian cries when he hears the news. He grabs onto Lan Xichen's leg, begging not to go. Zhan-er however goes quiet…

…Before he starts screaming with the lung capacity of a professional opera singer.

It is ear-splitting.

This is how JFM finds them half an hour later, when he arrives to take A-Xian with him.

"Please," Lan Xichen begs. "Can't we do anything to allow him to stay?"

JFM looks between the three of them - the distressed LXC; the red faced A-Xian and Zhan-er (currently sobbing as he bites chunks out of his own arm).

He goes quiet for a moment. He sighs.

"Are you sure you want him?" he asks, as if hoping the answer will be no.

Lan Xichen almost sobs. "Yes. Yes, yes, more than anything."

With a torn expression, JFM offers up A-Xian's adoption papers.

The process is surprisingly easy, and takes little time to approve.

And then, A-Xian - WWX - is theirs.

When Zhan-er hears the news he runs up to A-Xian and hugs him like one of his bunnies.

"Mine," he says seriously, landing a sloppy kiss on the apple of A-Xian's cheek.

A-Xian giggles and returns the gesture.

"Lan Zhan's!" he declares shyly.

And…hmm.

Lan Xichen will cross that bridge when they come to it. For now, he really needs a nap.

And an appointment for A-Xian with the school psychiatrist.

(He does, indeed, have ADHD, and performs much better with the proper accommodations in place to aid him)

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This is the song, by the way. The first time I heard it, I cried so hard my dog came and stood over me. I think he legit thought I hurt myself 😂

[theprofessionalpromptmaker]

Person A is from an alien species that transfers elaborate memories, with feelings and opinions and such, into each other’s heads, that is frequently used to share hyperfixations with loved ones as a sacred form of bonding. Person B is a neurodivergent human who has been made insecure about their hyperfixations and is doing a cultural exchange program on Person A’s planet.

[nonbayanary]

neurodivergent sena where he's got borderline personality disorder (BPD)

sena’s always had trouble regulating his emotions as a kid. his parents neglected him most of the time, which is one of the reasons why he developed BPD

throughout the years, sena’s learned to shut down his emotions as a coping mechanism

as a result, sena feels numb more often than not. sure, he can fake being joyful or being exasperated. but he’s learned to mute all that he feels, as if he’s distant from everything

since mamori’s been his childhood friend for all these years, she’s noticed the stark difference to sena’s colorful range of emotions when he was a kid, to his bland mimicry of emotions now

and for years, mamori’s done all she could to help sena. sena knows, and tries to cooperate with her efforts.

mamori is the only one sena shows intense emotions to, and even then sena struggles to do it

until one day, sena is dragged by hiruma onto the american football field as a player

in the heat of all the action, sena has a truly difficult time tamping down on his emotions. it’s as if he’s been enshrouded in a haze of fog all these years, and then suddenly, all that blurriness is blown away

or perhaps, the experience is comparable to being submerged in water all these years, and then suddenly, hitting the surface and being bombarded with all the light, the noise, and the colors

and for the first time in years, sena’s emotions are raging to be known, as if the pandora’s box within him has been opened

the fear that envelops sena is like a snake coiling around his chest, crushing his ribs to dust

and when he gets tackled, the anger he’s always tied down suddenly frees itself. the opponent who tackles sena sees the rage behind the eyeshield obscuring sena’s face. the baring of sena’s teeth, and the wide-eyed murder in his eyes, before it’s suddenly erased. as intense as it is fleeting.

and oh, the absolute riot of ecstasy and triumph when sena finally scores a touchdown for the first time. 

sena feels this wholeass range of emotions in a tiny span of time. he is very much prone to quick shifts in mood, as it’s a symptom of BPD

which means sena’s rage is as hot and as quick as lightning. it’s definitely befitting of his position, being a runningback and all, as the fastest player in the team.

when sena starts feeling so intensely again, it awakens his crisis all those years ago, as he struggles to regulate his emotions around his teammates

it helps that mamori joined the team, since she helps him hide whenever he needs to escape the team just to have some time for himself.

whenever that happens, sena’s usual method, when his emotions are choking him, is to have a good old five to ten-minute cry. he finds a safe hiding spot, somewhere dark and silent, and allows the tears to finally slide down his face.

after all these years, he’s found that this is the only way he knows how to quickly regulate his emotions. this is the only way he knew how to vent his frustration without hurting anyone else.

and after ten minutes, whether sena is ready or not, he pastes a smile back on, and shoves all his feelings deep within him, forcing the numbness back to the surface.

sena has a secret he's ashamed of. sometimes, when he's feeling too much, and his head is too noisy, he breaks into his parents' wine stash

sena's parents have a wine cabinet filled to the brim with both white wine and red wine. some of the wine goes untouched for years.

sena isn't proud of his actions, but he's dealt with his inner demons for so long that he knows: he can either drink away his turbulent emotions, or they'll build up in him and explode at the worst possible moment

so sena drinks. he knows how to make wine bottles look like they're unopened, even at close inspection. he just drinks from bottles with caps instead of corks. capped bottles have this strip of paper glued onto the bottle caps, and sena uses that strip of paper as a cover.

sena only ever drinks just one glass. maybe two glasses if his mind is louder than usual. he doesn't drink often, but the closest gap he has in between drinking is maybe two weeks apart.

the long gaps apart and the small amount consumed ensures that sena stays a lightweight. and that's what he wants. he wants to drink just one glass, to make sure he doesn't get caught.

sena's parents never suspect anything, even when they see the glass in his hands. that's bcs sena always makes sure that his parents see him drinking juice often. cranberry juice, tomato juice, grape juice, apple juice, etc. this is so that when his parents see a glass in his hands, with red or yellow liquid, they'll automatically think it's juice.

sena too knows to cover his tracks. he leaves the wine bottle exactly as he found it, taking note that his parents always put the logo of the wine face-down.

sena also knows that alcohol has a strong odor, so he makes himself scarce when he's drinking. he keeps the window open in his room, and makes sure his electric fan blows the smell out of the window.

sena hates the taste of alcohol. he hates how sour wine is, and he always finds himself crinkling his nose at the taste. but goddamn, he's addicted to it.

he loves feeling absolutely nothing at all. the alcohol erases any anger, any despair, and any negative emotion he's feeling at the moment.

and suddenly, a feeling of joy bubbles up in him. suddenly, it's so easy to live. suddenly, he's not pulled down by the weight of emotions. suddenly, it's okay to simply exist, to simply be.

that's what sena is addicted to.

he just wants to feel things at a normal amount. he's researched bpd, and how it changes the brain structure. sena's tired of always feeling things, especially negative emotions, too much. he's just so tired.

what people don't know about sena is that he is often angry. he's just very good at keeping his face blank to cover it up.

he tries to be mindful whenever he feels anger simmering beneath his skin. he thinks to himself, "why am i angry? have i truly been disrespected, or am i feeling more than the normal amount? is this anger just the BPD talking? what ia the actual cause of my anger? is it stress?"

more often than not, mamori and hiruma are the only ones to clue in on sena's anger.

mamori, bcs she's known him the longest. sena acts in a certain way when he's upset. he tends to blink less, staring in an unsettling manner. also he makes less eye contact when he's truly furious.

hiruma, on the other hand, knows when sena's upset bcs he's skilled in reading people. sena may be the only person he knows who fumes in silence, but hiruma still knows rage when he sees it.

yet, even despite as sena despises his own BPD, it has its good points.

sena is always the one laughing the longest at a joke someone says. his laughter is quiet, but it's genuine. when sena laughs, the joy shows itself all over his face. he just lights up like a sunrise, which motivates his teammates and friends to joke around with him more.

and when someone confides their troubles in sena, they always feel seen. bcs sena too absorbs their sadness, and he sits with them and feels with them. it always makes people feel a little less alone when someone feels their sadness in an act of solidarity.

pretty soon, it becomes a game, a sort of competition between sena's friends and teammates, to see who can make him laugh the most.

sena doesn't always laugh at jokes, but when he does, it's always like an explosion of confetti. the sound that comes out of him is pure and melodic happiness, which makes his laugh contagious.

(yes, y’all can definitely use this prompt!!!  /srs)  

[spookitordukeit]

Lamb who doesn’t know how to be a lamb…

Lamb who lost their family too early to know how lambs act…

Lamb who is a mishmash of different animal habits and mannerisms…

Lamb who has nothing but occasional instincts in the back of their brain that may or may not be lamb things…

Lamb who didn’t forget about the sheepfolks culture, lamb who never learned, lamb who never had the chance to be taught…

Lamb feeling a hole in their chest and not knowing how to fill it…

Lamb yearning for something they can’t describe…

[space-invading-pigeon]

Hellfire Adopts Steve Pt. 2

Pt 1

Eddie may be repeating his senior year, but he's no idiot. He's intuitive, a quick thinker, and generally, he's an excellent judge of character. Which is exactly why he protested Gareth's decision to drag Steve Harrington, the former King of Hawkins High and current King of Don't Fuck With Me, to lunch with Hellfire.

Jeff and Freak are both genuinely terrified to have His Royal Highness picking at subpar mashed potatoes in the uncomfortable plastic chair across from them; to his credit, Steve Harrington seemed unbothered by the situation, even as Princess Nancy Wheeler and her own little pet outcast Jonathan pass him on the way to their own table. Eddie watches with growing interest as Steve boredly ignores Nancy's attempt to catch his eye (it's almost hilarious- he'd been at the Halloween party last month where Nancy got absolutely shitfaced and then screamed at Steve in front of the entire student body, and yet here they are, Nancy trying awkwardly to speak to Steve and Steve resolutely going about his business).

Gareth stammers through a story about their latest DnD campaign, his round face practically glowing with excitement as he uses the peas on his tray to illustrate what their party had been up against. Eddie fully expects Steve to say something rude, dousing Gareth's smile and deserving every bit of ire Eddie can muster, but Steve just smiles at Gareth and ruffles his hand through the unkempt curls Eddie's been trying to get Gareth to take care of.

From there it only gets weirder. Steve seems to have taken a real shine to Gareth and is nothing short of a perfect gentleman to Jeff and Freak, but he loves to bicker with Eddie. Honestly, Eddie's impressed at just how much Steve seems to like bitching at people.

Steve is also surprisingly responsible? After that first lunch, Steve is around all the time; he shows up to Hellfire meetings with his backpack full of homework and a Tupperware full of something delicious (Eddie had nearly cried the first time he took a bite of Steve's macaroni), only to completely ignore their entire session to study. Occasionally, the walkie Steve carries with him whenever they aren't in school will crackle to life, and Steve will make himself scarce pretty quickly.

Overall, Steve is awesome. Eddie hates to admit it, but watching such a prim and proper guy emotionally destroy someone for commenting on Freak's size, and Eddie just knows that the damage done to Tommy Hagan's car after Gareth showed up to Hellfire with a busted lip and glassy eyes was Steve's fault.

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Steve is actually really enjoying his time in Hellfire. He doesn't really mention it to the kids, and both Nancy and Jonathan are still avoiding him, so Steve sees it as a win: he gets to make friends who haven't seen him get his ass beat by interdimensional horrorterrors that have ruined dogs and flowers for him forever, he gets to learn more about the game his new little brother is obsessed with, and innocent kids don't have to bear the brunt of King Billy's reign of terror.

Gareth decides almost instantly that he likes Steve; not only because he saved Gareth from bullies or brings them food better even than Wayne Munson's, but because Steve always listens to his DnD stories. Jeff and Freak (who Steve will only refer to by his Government Name, Melvin) grow to like him as well, not at all encouraged by the food Steve brings or (on one memorable occasion) the incredibly realistic melee weapon, straight out of a flick like Red Dawn, that they found under his seat one day.

[varpusvaras]

A little rundown on the AU: Jason comes legally back from the dead after Roy uses some of his old contacts, they get married to ensure power of attorney, Jason changes his name to Harper both because he was feeling mushy about it and because it's easier not to immediately have press hounding them because no one has heard of Jason Harper before. Jason has been recovering from his injuries for a while now and while he is figuring out what he wants to do on a vigilante side of things, he figures out his civilian life. He gets his high school diploma, gets an actual driver's licence, things like that.

Then he wants to get a job. He starts as a regular mechanic because he knows how vehicles work. It's fine. He gets a couple of certifications. He then just. Keeps going. He gets so many mechanic certifications for different vehicles because he already knows a lot and has always been a fast learner. He eventually ends up working as an aviation mechanic for a private hangar and he gets a very good reputation with their clients because no matter what type of plane they have, he knows what's up. He also knows what's up with their cars. Their bikes. Their boats. Their helicopters? One of the clients is an army veteran. Jason knows all the stats on all of the combat vehicles the guy ever mentions.

Jason's boss and coworkers have seen all the certificates. They are all framed on the walls. They all think that Jason very clearly has either autism or adhd or both and hyperfixates on vehicles. They are all extremely supportive of his needs and will listen to him talk about books because one of them read that it's important to support their interests. They keep calling him Sheldon and making The Big Bang Theory references. Jason has no idea what they are talking about.

[sualne]

Mr 0 and Miss All Sunday investigate.

(timeline)

[nocofamilyau]

I sure hope Hijotee is doing well wherever they may be... (21/24)

[fiveandknives]

I love Prof AU’s making Viktor that prof that you hope doesnt make it to class every morning but I feel like he’s not that guy. Yes, he’s not completely chillaxed like I bet Jayce is, but he’s also hyperaware of making sure his students pass so they can make it in Piltover, especially Zaunite kids.

Not hard-ass teacher and not softie like Jayce but still showing that life is hard and you have to be 10x better than Piltovians to make it here. Like office hours are super accessible, has a psychology minor so he can re-explain in an accessible way to different brain types. High passing rate but he doesnt like when people dont try 1000%.

I lowkey think that between the both of them, Jayce is the one that has a hard time simplifying his explanations? Like he’ll make jumps that seemingly have no connection because he forgets to explain how he got there (ADHD thing)

[bluemari23]

soul glow | choi seungcheol

summary: you attended your first concert, waiting a long time to see your ult group perform. unable to recognize a soul bond taking place, you leave early, leaving seungcheol to scramble to find you.

pairing: choi seungcheol x neurodivergent reader

genre: soulmates, soul bonds, idol au, angst

warnings: a cinderella moment indeed, mentions of overstimulation,

word count: 1.4k

masterlist

an: couldn't help myself. I had a dream of this and needed to write it out.

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The concert was your first, and you wouldn’t question if it was also to be your last. You were overwhelmed to say the least. You could practically feel your skin crawl as the colored lights flashed throughout the stadium. 

You had come with your best friend, wanting to see your ult group, Seventeen, while they were finally visiting a city even remotely close to you. You had both waited a long time for them to come, often writing your own prayers on social media with the hopes someone in management would see. 

And now, you’re not sure how you feel. 

“If you’re not feeling it, we can always leave early.” You friend yelled out to you over the music. You were in the front row of the bottom section, right behind the floor seats. You were to the side of the stage, but still had an amazing view of the boys as they performed. 

You loved your friend, how understanding they were, but you just shook your head. You didn’t pay all this money for you to leave early, and because you were overstimulated. You hated feeling like a burden and you knew how much your friend was also looking forward to the concert. You both had been waiting to experience the right of passage for every carat at a concert, the ten thousand aju nices that would happen at the end. 

To be fair, you might just be overstimulated by the lights surrounding the boys, particularly on your side of the stage. You couldn’t figure it out, given it was a bright golden glow and none of the colored lights going on in the stadium resembled that glow or even just the lights that lit up the stage. 

You tried to make the best of your opportunity and sung along to your favorite song once it played. Shadow held a special place in your heart and you loved the timber of the groups individual voices as they sang, particularly Mingyu and Scoups as they gave their best selves to the performance. 

Once the instrumental for To You began to play, Scoups tried his best to remember the choreo but he couldn’t help but to continue to move towards the left of the stage, something catching his eye as he turned to look at their fans. 

He couldn’t help but to falter in his steps, thankfully no one caught his mistake as he was quick to sing his lines. The bright glow of gold held his attention, more like the woman who the glow centered around. 

He could name numerous different soul bonds, from the Flower Halo to the more common Soul Mark, but never did he think he would be blessed with a Soul Glow as his bond. And never did he think he would find his soulmate during one of their concerts, where he can’t immediately move to greet his soulmate, bringing them into his embrace and holding them tight. 

He had even more vigor as he continued on with the concert, knowing that his soulmate was watching him and his brothers perform. Something that everyone seemed to notice, especially his band members. 

During one of the outfit changes, Joshua has come up to him and asked him if he was okay, and he couldn’t hold back. 

“My soulbond activated. She’s here, Shua.” He admitted, causing Joshua’s eyes to widen in shock, and for the excited shouts of his other members who had not so subtly been eavesdropping on their elder members. 

They all quickly dressed in their next set of clothes, and right before they had to go back on stage, Seungcheol has pointed you out to his fellow members and manager, who had been tasked to get a message across to his soulmate before the end of the concert, wanting to meet his soul glow. 

Despite trying their best, his members kept moving to the left of the stage, trying to get a good look at who would be their new best friend by the end of the night. Yeah, they would give you and their leader your space, but they were determined to be your friends, seeing as you would be stuck with their leader forever. 

This was something the crowd noticed as well, those on the floor moving to the left trying to get the boy’s attention and whatever way they could. It only happened for a couple of songs, but then the boys moved back to giving equal time to all sides of the stage. 

It was weird, and something you and your friend both acknowledged. 

“I wonder what happened?” You friend questioned aloud, causing you to hum your agreement. 

“Maybe something caught their eye?” Was your own reply, thinking that to be the most likely answer. 

Either way, the concert continued but not without difficulties. Mainly for you. 

You had tried your hardest, but despite that, you couldn’t help but to feel as though you had overdone your tolerance, the biting pain of your nails digging into your palm a sad reminder.

Loud noises had always been a problem for you; the pain in your head and the itching under your skin that had your scratching marks into your arm was always a reminder. You don’t know why, but too much stimulation always caused somewhat of a shutdown for you, where you couldn’t speak and your mind didn’t seem to want to focus on anything in particular. 

By the time the third Aju Nice had rolled around, you were past your limit and you friend could tell. 

“Hey, you know what, it’s okay. I can see why so many people get tired after the first round. My feet are aching and my cheeks hurt from smiling so much.” Your dear friend helped you out of the aisle and towards the stairs that would lead out to the lobby of the stadium. 

You tried to protest, but even those were weak as you followed behind your best friend. You were incredibly thankful for them and knew you would need to make up for leaving the concert early, even if they are adamant about leaving.

Vernon was the first to notice you leaving, following behind the woman who had been sitting to your right. He tried his best to signal to Seungcheol, but only managed to at the end of the third Aju Nice encore. 

“She’s leaving, Cheol.” Vernon tried to be discrete, which thankfully he managed. His words caught the attention of the others, who had all huddled together near one corner of the stage, watching a couple of their fans in costume dance. They all watched the two women make their way to the stairs and out of the main stadium area.

Cheol panicked, sitting down at the edge of the stage and gesturing for his manager, making him aware of the dilemma. He could only watch as his manager had grabbed some of their security with him and started backstage, trying to catch up to you. 

His heart was racing as he tried his best to focus and make sure the concert ended like every other one, doing his best for his fans. It was like he could feel you getting further away from him, could feel the distance festering in his soul. 

As he sang the last encore, he had come up with a number of ideas, ways to track you down if you did manage to get away from him tonight. 

Once the last note played and they started to leave the stage, Seungcheol walked until he was out of sight of his fans, the proceeded to run to his dressing room, where hopefully you would be waiting with his manager. 

Disappointment and defeat coated his veins as he opened the door, the emptiness in his soul prominent as the room was empty from what he could only imagine would be your inevitable warmth. 

“I’m sorry, Seungcheol, they were driving out of the parking lot by the time we managed to get into the lot. One of the security team did manage to get their license plate number so we have that written down.” His faithful manager spoke sincerely, not wanting to upset Seungcheol more than he probably already was. 

Everyone was throwing out suggestions, some of the members even going to action as they tried to see if they could access ticket information from the stadium itself. Seungcheol remained quiet though, determination flowing through him as he followed along with Mingyu, calling their company and the stadium head to see what they could do. 

One way or another, he would find his soul glow. 

[zimt-deathnote]

Near warmups from today

I like to imagine post-canon Near has to attend interviews for god knows what every now and then (he's not just doing detective work but I dunno develops new technologies or something, wins prizes) and his neurodivergent autistic ass behaves as strangely as Aurora does in her interviews

[minthy]

the sillies, (they are my new hyperfixation so bare w me)

Am I self projecting? maybe..

uh, also, this comment gave me the inspiration so uh, yayay!!

adhd!sans by: @/gudulle_vinyls (on tiktok)

anxiety!sans by: @hheisa

[froggerland]

Edwina Little. Save me Edwina Little. Thinking lesbian thoughts.

She is STRESSED someone get her an HERBAL TEA

(i thought yall didnt like the girl navy concept but i forgot that the majority of you live in the americas and i posted this at 10am which is what, 3am for yall)

[thecryptidart1st]

Defunctland dropped this video essay and I swear to god these two would've been all over this video

[gentlegentian]

lan wangji who doesnt like touch. lan wangji who doesn't talk much. lan wangji who sticks to strict routines. lan wangji who doesn't often show facial expressions. lan wangji who didnt understand his mother died when people told him she had 'gone away'. lan wangji who struggled to convey his emotions and wants. lan wangji who said 'if the face shows nothing, listen to the heartbeat.' lan wangji who is autistic.

[hearts4caimsey]

Happy birthday to you, aimsey tv 🫶 are you feeling 22?

K chinge su madre el cumpleañeroo 🗣️🗣️🔥‼️‼️‼️‼️/ref/pos

(Maybe I’ll actually render it.. MAYBE)