#they are autistic go argue with the wall if you disagree

[fairielux]

personally, i think xie lian is the type of autistic person who gets the most excited about cutlery being the right weight and shape, clothes having a pleasing soft material and the weather being Just Perfect where you can be cozy and not sweat.

on the other hand, hua cheng is the type of autistic person who gets unexplainably excited about shark documentaries and LOVES shark week!!! i know what u are gonna say "shouldnt that be he xuan the literal water demon?" NO!!!! it's hua cheng, and he would NEVER admit it to hx.

[dennisboobs]

my favourite thing about the always sunny podcast is listening to rcg all say something extremely neurodivergent and then agree amongst themselves and convince themselves its completely normal

[imagining-in-the-margins]

BIG CONGRATS ON 20K!!! well deserved!

GARDEN PARTY :)

🫐 top 5 questions.. rate them on whose best profiler (if intrested maybe a whole list but idk if u could say a worst bc i dont think i could either)

but once again congrat !!

[pom’s garden party] This one might ruffle a few feathers.

Let's get into it! 😬

Jason Gideon - The OG. The GOAT. He was an amazing profiler and an Autistic king. Argue with a wall if you disagree with me, I will not be persuaded.

Aaron Hotchner - I honestly think that Hotch was one of the best profilers of all time. I think he was very capable of introspection and did it often. He was aware of his biases, his weaknesses, and strong in his morals. In the end he was just a man, but he was a great profiler.

Emily Prentiss - Emily is only this far down because she's got a lot of inner turmoil that gets in the way. I think she's so confident in her ability to lie that she is worried she can convince herself to believe things that she shouldn't. Regardless, she's a fucking BAMF and is definitely top three.

Tara Lewis - Tara is both brilliant and level-headed. She has a wide knowledge base and an insane amount of empathy. As a result, she is able to look at things from multiple perspectives and without letting her personal judgments interfere. She saves the team often when they miss the obvious.

Spencer Reid - Ah, my sweet beautiful boy. He is brilliant, but he is quite petty and vindictive truth be told. Of these five, he is the least predictable and the least willing to look inward when it comes to his emotions. He's a tremendous profiler, but he has a lot of shit to work through if he wants to catch up to Hotch and Gideon (the men who taught him everything). Otherwise, he's going to continue to commit the same mistakes.

Thanks for reading! Let me know where and why you agree/disagree with me in the comments 👇

[survivedsarchived]

📺 — favorite movie(s) and/or tv show(s)?

i think it's obvious twd/twdwb are my favorite shows since... i never shut up about the twdu <3 i do like world beyond more than twd but later seasons twd is so beloved to me

i do know how to watch other shows, though, like halo (i will defend it forever, it's Such a good adaptation of the game & no one will ever convince me otherwise), city on fire (it just really got to me... a very good lil thriller drama that i wish more people watched), the purge (s1 is so special to me but ofc s2 is good, too. mourning that there won't be a s3), reacher (another show that just hit something in my brain. very good action & i love an autistic main character<3), silo (we're getting back to the apocalypse. sorry), the midnight club (probably weird that this show is so dear to me, considering how triggering i find discussions of cancer, but something about it is Very soothing and just does a lot for my anxiety about it. also it's flanagan's best show so far idk argue with a wall if you disagree). FROM is a recent favorite and the last i'll mention otherwise i'll go on forever dkjnfdjk but i finished s2 of it today and it's suchhh good horror. love a show that genuinely makes me nervous with its horror because that's kind of rare

actually i'm gonna shoutout willow as another favorite show and i'm so pissed it was taken away from me still. i miss u fantasy lesbians (and boorman)

my favorite movies are unsurprisingly mostly horror or scifi... sorry that i just don't watch anything else :/ overlord, screams 4-6 (4 is really my #1 in the series though), the purge films (the first purge, as in the one actually titled that & not the first one ever released, is the best one. to me.), escape room 2019 (and its sequel), and knock at the cabin are all movies i tend to rewatch frequently and probably the ones i'd classify as "comfort films". another big fave that isn't horror is drive. sorry to be a filmbro about it but it's good :/ also i recently watched evil dead rise and i haven't stopped thinking about it. it was so fun

[youareinlovetv]

hehe i’m going first (on my own post…)

i’m going for a 2 for 1 deal on this actually…..

these two are both very autistic and if you disagree argue with the wall tbh 😭

tagging @borfbork @jorowoo @rubydreamsuwu @lookforthefuture49 @archerhours and anyone else who wants to join (to the people i tagged, no pressure lol)

autism headcanon game

reblog this and send a picture of a character you headcanon as autistic, then tag 5 people and have them send an image of a character they headcanon as autistic, and tag 5 more people, etc.

[spockandawe]

Next! Soundwave...... the goodest boy..........

First impression: Ooh, that’s hard to remember. I think my first impression was... crotch buttons? I didn’t read exRiD until after mtmte, but I was aware of soundwave before then. I’m 99% sure I was like ‘oh yeah, the guy who holds the little guys. and has crotch buttons’

Impression now: THE GOODEST BOY. This guy. I love him so much, but MAN is his character hard to describe while doing him justice. The strength of his ideals is the biggest thing, I think. Out of Decepticon high command, Shockwave was doing Shenanigans, Megatron had drifted into cult leader land, Starscream was super disillusioned, but even when Megatron became an Autobot, Soundwave looked at the Decepticons, recalibrated, and was like ‘here’s what we’re supposed to stand for, get back on target’. Megatron struggles hard with sunk cost and questioning the basis of his whole sense of self, and Soundwave just fuckin GOES for it. Whether or not I agree with his ideals, there’s something amazing about that clarity of thought, where he’s so targeted and focused. And the ideals he settles on!!! Establishing that commune, oh my god. Where ‘everyone is welcome’, even a little autobot flying into what he thinks might be enemy territory. Being willing to acknowledge that oh whoops, humans are significant beings, my bad, and step back from them being acceptable collateral damage. He allies himself with Optimus without sacrificing what he believes in, which is... honestly not easy. He works with idw Optimus period, which is also not easy :P And his speech to the sharkticons, urging them towards self-determination, MAN

Favorite moment: I’m conflicted. Because... the art is ramen man. The writing is fast-paced. We don’t get to see this scene drawn with emotion communicated well or with time to linger over the events. But when Soundwave is young and on the streets and is barely coping with unrestricted telepathic hearing, just... everything about this scene wrecks me. He’s on the streets, probably surviving very narrowly given the ideals of the time. He finds Ravage, Laserbeak, and Buzzsaw, also living on the streets, and treated as second-class citizens since they’ve got animal-shaped root modes. And they’re in a rough spot on their own, but they adopt the HELL out of him, and Ravage starts teaching him how to filter out excess sensory input and they stick together for millions of years, and Soundwave has incredibly flat affect, but he just loves them SO MUCH ;-; It’s either that scene, or the scene where he welcomes Cosmos to the commune, which is well-drawn and moves more sedately, but just... that flashback scene. Amazing backstory. I love.

Idea for a story: I’M. WORKING ON THIS RIGHT NOW, ACTUALLY. The wip had been stalled out for months, but it ties in really nicely to the favorite moment up above. So.... music. Who's arguably music themed? Jazz is! Soundwave is! Who are two characters I ship passionately who have very different personalities? Just guess, hahahaha. So, Jazz loves music from an artistic/emotional perspective. How would Soundwave love music? And the answer without explaining the whole story is that he loves music as a sensory stim to drown out the rest of the world, especially everything he can hear via telepathy. He likes music that’s thick enough that he can focus on just that and ignore everything else coming into his head. Music... that’s so layered and thick and dense that it’s pretty much a wall of noise, with manymany songs piled together. So they’re both very passionate about music, but just guess how well either of them understands the other :P

Unpopular opinion: Ooh. This is tough. I adore Soundwave and I see people mostly adoring Soundwave. I don’t know! It seems like there’s more consensus on this character than a lot of the others :P Yeah, I’m trying to think of things I’ve seen that I disagree with and drawing a blank. Is acknowledging that he’s a war criminal an unpopular thing? Because he did stuff with anti-neutral purges and pogroms, but like... lots of the cast is war criminals, including the vast majority of my faves, so I don’t know how many people even argue about that, haha

Favorite relationship: ......................Jazz. I mean... These Games We Play is very much to blame, and Spec Ops 98: Jazz’s Interrogation At Soundwave’s Pedes didn’t help, but I’ve also got two wips of my own and could scream about them for days. The downside is that it’s hard to do screaming about a ship this small without the other parties having read a fic to convince them that it works. So I highly, highly recommend both of those stories. The first one is a super rich g1 post-war slavery au where Jazz is at a massive disadvantage, but also massively intelligent and dangerous, the second is an (in-progress) super interesting g1 take on fandom and fanfiction and social dynamics. I can convince myself into jazzwave just about anywhere, but I was trained to love it first. I’m too invested now, there’s no going back XD

Favorite headcanon: This is hard. Hmmm. OH, ACTUALLY, I KNOW. I pretty much always write Soundwave as autistic, but that’s not the headcanon part. I was thinking about Blaster and Soundwave and their alt modes, and that if they turn into speaker systems, they must turn into really EXCELLENT speaker systems. And I thought, what if Soundwave is a flavor of nonverbal? What if he doesn’t speak using his vocalizer? What if instead, he’s just generating speech through his speakers? I’m just going to quote my own self here, this is a scene right after Soundwave has taken some damage sparring (including to his throat) and is getting patched up:

The only wound to give her pause is the slight damage to your vocalizer. You’d almost forgotten it, except that it spits another burst of static as she repairs your shoulder, and she’s close enough to hear it.

“Funny,” she says while she opens your throat to carry out the repairs. “Wouldn’t’ve guessed you had any damage in here, your voice sounded just fine.”

“Speech is executed solely using deep-wired speaker system,” you explain.

[wannabephilosopherking]

Letter to grandma

I know you'll be gone in December. You’ll be off to an acre of land west of Las Vegas that you and grandpa bought decades ago. A house is being prepared for you there. Your husband’s mind left him too soon. Nevada’s solitude will be your refuge from my autistic screeching, outbursts, and long winded word salad tirades where I talk to the air in front of me, argue with the air in front of me and try to recite my litany of hate, my death threats and rape threats against the smart, the rich, the pretty. 

I wish I could be kinder to you before we part ways. 

It will all be over soon. I’m sorry I dragged you, among other innocents, into my hellish whirlwind. Whenever it would settle, it was clear nothing was behind it. No method to the madness. No genius there to mistake it for.

You deserved better.

Don't think I don't sometimes remember the time when you were second on the roller coaster and sat next to me. Mom was behind us. It was my first ride at Disneyland and it was Space Mountain.

Don't think I forgot the walks around the block we would call fabulous trips when they were building the big wall outside our yard on Salt Lake Boulevard.

But that was a long time ago. There are new wars being waged. I have to fight them if I wish to avoid ending up an average person.

I know it is selfish beyond measure to subject my family to torture in order to protect my ability to recast the shape of the mirrors around me so that they reflect back to my eyes a perfect person with a brilliant mind.

I consider this an ultimate freedom. We all deserve it and it’s one worth dying to keep.

Psychologists sadly disagree. They have infiltrated the government and established an institution of mind control. They’ve written into their bible (the DSM) words for my beliefs. They call them narcissistic and they call me a psychopath.

Since they cannot break me in a shrink’s office like they do with most of us, they've chosen to harass me, to destroy me with the might of a surveillance grid, the algorithms and lifeless code that computers run at a National Security Agency data center.

I decided a long time ago I never wanted the responsibility of raising children or caring for a family. I was sure it would free up time and resources I’d need to chase a higher vision. I’d read the literary classics. I’d learn all I needed so I could be what I wanted to be. I’d forestall having to cede the promise of a brighter future to another generation.

Somehow, I feel this is at the core of the government's war against me. They don't want me learning the culture of elites, mingling with leaders. They don't want me communicating effectively, sharing my unconventional approaches to life, my unusual views, my criticisms of this structure into which each of us was born.

We are born into it against our will. Once you realize it, that’s when it’s too late to find the exits.

I have a feeling my bargain— and I have no qualms about some calling it a bargain with the devil— involves my shutting up, letting the world be as it is so that I might die off some day and be lowered into a pit on a hillside. I’ll return to the earth in a simple pine coffin. I’ll be lowered into a Tomb of the Unknowns for people who dared to listen to Robert Frost and actually go down a road not taken instead of merely letting their eyes glaze over each time a high school valedictorian weaved the line, rather clumsily, into a fine little speech.

Someone told me once that maybe my grandmother's highest concern for me was the prospect I might never be "gainfully employed."

I saw you sitting there on the couch. You looked out the window toward yellow streetlights that shone on a damp Kuhio Avenue. I imagine this place has changed so much no one would recognize it from 8mm film reels.

I was a little afraid you were afraid.

Like architecture and cobblestone sidewalks change, so does our world, and so do the minds of each member of the next generation and the next.

It's difficult for me to explain even to my contemporaries. They too don't truly understand.

But it's even harder to make myself clear to your generation. 

I don't mean to say I demand anyone accept me or tolerate me or celebrate me. I just want you to know that one thing you and I might have in common is this fear.

I know all about looking through family photo albums. I was taught tattered, fading pictures could be good in video productions. I remember looking through a blue book underneath the television often. That was our family photo album.

I saw kids playing in yards and people gathered in living rooms and I saw people on their wedding days. There were brides in bright white dresses. There were grooms in tuxedos. Many of the tuxedos hit my eyes as silly. Leisure suit comes to mind. But back then, they were in style.

I've always laughed at marriage and family. Likewise, I was amused in 2013 when the state’s legislature convened a special session. They set in motion a whole week of testimony and speeches so they could legalize gay marriage.

There was one thing that always struck me about their struggle if you permit me to use the word struggle. I wondered if some of the gay couples had given thought to how their fathers and mothers would feel about tacking a picture of two women in wedding dresses or two men in fine tuxedos into a family photo album.

But progress happened. By now, their pictures have been added to the photo albums. Even some of the most reluctant parents have accepted that though love had been given a different face, it was still love.

In the case of my generation, and in the case of the real outliers among them like me, our parents, grandparents, aunts, and uncles might find it hard to accept that we too have given love a new face. We’ve decided to take neither brides nor grooms, and instead spend our lifetimes married to our ideal selves, to flawless portraits we commission of our likeness.

We try to manifest perfection into our flawed worlds.

The evil psychologists might say otherwise, but my relationship, my love— while not without its challenges— has rewards. You might recognize a few. Among them are romance, my connection to generativity, and a kind of creativity on a plane higher than bearing children.

[rachelthompsonauthor]

Know how some days you just don’t want to people? Peopling is a verb, you see. As in:

Peopling is hard. 

I don’t want to people today. 

I’ve reached my peopling quotient for the day.

I’m pretty sure that’s how my cats go through life, once their humans have fed, watered, and pet them.

Online Peopling 

Like the other day, when I shared some tips on how to make blogging easier and someone told me I was being ‘ableist’ because my tips didn’t take into account their personal inability to market books due to pain (which granted, totally sucks). I feel bad for them and shared that I have chronic pain issues also and don’t give as much attention to this blog as I want to.

Or when I explained what exactly #MondayBlogs is all about and a lady told me that by not sharing her repeated quotes about the wonders of Trump, I’m discriminating against her (never mind that the hashtag is for blog posts, not quotes — lady, it’s right there IN the hashtag — and as I spell out right on the @MondayBlogs bio, pinned tweet, blog post right in the bio, various visuals, and throughout the day each week).

Or when a darling survivor friend of mine finally shared in a post that she is a survivor and some guy trashes her immediately about one aspect of the piece he disagreed with. In fact, she was ready to pull the piece, even though it’s beautiful, honest, and wonderfully insightful, all because his #NotAllMen ego doesn’t like her perspective. (A bunch of us talked her out of that, thank goodness.)

The good news about peopling online is that you can shut off all that mental noise and walk away, open up a program and write a blog post about how annoying people are.

We like being able to turn off interactions and it’s healthy to do so. You can calm down, breathe, remove yourself from that virtual world and get back to your real one.

But what about those people who can’t? Who stay on and argue online for hours and hours? Who can’t differentiate their online world from their real one? Who believe their online world IS their real world? What if the only company people have is online (a real issue for many people)?

An interesting study shows how our brains react differently to real-life interactions versus online interactions. While we may think we are emotionally invested in these online connections, the areas in our brain that control emotion show otherwise.

“Interaction with human partners requires more emotional involvement, and thus more cognitive effort, than interacting with a computer. (Rilling, Sanfey, Aronson, Nystrom, & Cohen, 2004‏). The study also shows a difference in activation strength between our reactions to human beings and computers. This is because when we interact with another human being, we cannot control our emotional involvement invested in the interaction process. The activation of specific brain areas is automatic once our mental radar detects another person.” (Source: Psychology Today 2014)

What’s Missing When Peopling Online 

This begs the question my friend asked and what many of us experience with online interactions that go south: why are people often so mean online?

Pretty basic: non-verbal communication.

When we interact in real life, our brains interpret non-verbal clues (unless one is autistic). For example, if the #NotAllMen dude saw my friend’s distress in response to his brutally mean commentary, how would he feel? Would he have been as likely to say those things to her face? No way. Perhaps he would have asked her about her motivations, experiences, and why she felt the way she did (totally hypothetical and idealistic on my part), opening a dialogue to understanding.

Without those non-verbal clues, online communication fails to meet these emotional needs and is ripe to become tit for tat, back and forth, and mean-spirited. People can become whoever they want to be, projecting an image (often toxic).

“Hence, it is easier to hide our emotions behind an email, a Facebook post or a tweet. These platforms help people project any image they want; they can be whoever and whatever they want to be. Without the ability to receive nonverbal cues, their audiences are none the wiser.”

The emotions we feel during these interactions feel quite real, and can negatively affect our mental health, self-esteem, and overall well-being.

The other phenomenon that takes place online which freaks us out is the lack of control.

Humans have a need for control – this is built into our evolutionary psyche. We need to know what’s going to happen next. We’re planners. Online communications provides constant surprises – we have no idea what someone we are communicating with is going to say, when they’re going to say it, or how they’re going to say it (if at all).

Plus, the communication is unsynchronized (people respond whenever they want), whereas real-life comms are synchronized (you speak, then I speak, etc). There’s a flow.

Positive Online Peopling 

Not all communications online are negative, clearly. I’ve met some of my best friends in real life online. I even met my guy that way!

Online groups and chats are incredible ways to form meaningful, helpful relationships that can benefit all kinds of folks. As a writer and businessperson, I can attest to this – social media is a crucial part of any author’s platform. Support groups are often the only thing keeping many people alive and can be incredibly validating, particularly for survivors.

Virtual comms can be a relationship surrogate for many people, full of satisfaction and enjoyment and for some, that may be enough.

I’ll share a little story with you: at one point, back before I published my Broken books, a writing mentor suggested I join her online critique group, so of course, I jumped at the chance! I greatly admired her and figured this would improve my craft. After a few sessions, however, I felt so defeated by her feedback and also critical attacks by other members of her group, I not only quit, I fell into a deep depression.

Was my writing that bad? Would nobody read it, as she said? Was I really “not ready for publication?”

After wallowing in their hurtful comments for a few weeks, I sent my manuscript off to my former screenwriting brother-in-law who gave it to a screenwriter friend who had done some script-doctoring for Spielberg. Yea, I know. She read through Broken Pieces and emailed me, “Honey, this is the real deal. You even made me cry and I never fucking cry. Publish it.”

Which I did.

Peopling Is What You Make It 

As I always say with social media, blogging, and any other online media, it’s what you make it. To grow your social, you must interact and build relationships. However, you don’t need to engage with trolls or negative people unless you feel it’s somehow helpful or necessary to your well-being.

Ask yourself this question before you begin to madly respond to someone:

Is talking with this person good for you? If the answer is yes, do it. If the answer is no, don’t. Simple.

Besides, how else could you be spending that time?

Part of my own personal growth is to choose a yearly watchword (or focus word, as some people call it). This year my word is Power. The power to enforce my boundaries is a big one for me. Do I need to respond to people simply because they engage me online? I do not. I’ll be writing my next post all about how to go about using your watchword.

For now, what I want to express to you is that while peopling can be hard for some of us online, we wouldn’t have social media without each other. Make it work for you. And if it isn’t working, take a break. Take a break anyway – we spend too much time online, don’t we?

Be the people you are. Be you, wonderful, messy, you. Write, read, kiss your lover, play with your kids, get crafty, sing, dance, cook (well, not me because you know, I burn everything), pet your cats, dogs or stroke a furry wall, watch a movie, sleep (oh, how I love to sleep), exercise…be the you that you want to see in the world.

Non-verbal that shit.

  Read more about Rachel’s experiences in the award-winning book, Broken Pieces.

She goes into more detail about living with PTSD and realizing the effects of how being a survivor affected her life in

Broken Places, available now on Amazon.

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