@grandtheftjeep asked: “ i gotta get new friends. ”
“I think I’ve said that a handful of times before.” Though he loved his friends and honestly he wasn’t sure what he’d do without the. “What can I do to help?”
"one of the first things that shows up when you search up 'asa mitaka' on google is 'autistic' which is a good start.
some notable traits is applying herself to rules when it's not needed, when she waited to walk the street at a red light even when there was absolutely no cars, she doesn't fit in well with her peers, notoriously awkward (and a bit of a klutz), she doesn't seem to have an acknowledgment of her own tone or volume when talking to people (she feels okay just yelling out loud to her devil hallucination in public..), and of course.. her idea of a date is setting up a timed-out plan, with her telling many sea creature facts without pause. she does NOT wanna deviate from this plan. She very much bores her date, but she thought it would win him over instantly.
all in all Asa is a very relatable character to a lot of autistic people, especially autistic girls and autistic teenagers. a lot of her character and arc is centered around social isolation and trying to connect with people, and how that also interacts with self worth. personally i think she should win."
Bocchi -
"like 30 people have probably said bocchi already but LISTEN OK she has a special interest in music (playing guitar esp) and she struggles understanding ppl around her and is often awkward and she also tends to wear the same/similar style clothes she's just like me ok."
“Wow,” Will breathes out, just on this edge of teasing. “You sound very confident about this.”
“Well,” Mike shrugs, swallowing hard in a desperate attempt to soothe his very, very dry mouth, “I don’t know why someone wouldn’t be interested in you.”
“Oh?” Will says, and it’s definitely teasing now, enough for Mike to feel himself turning warm, all down his neck and to the tips of his own – sadly unpatterned – socks. “Someone?”
“Yeah.” Mike nods. Oh, god. This is fine. “In a very arbitrary sense of the word. Just– people. Someone.”
Mike is approximately ninety-eight percent sure that his feelings are requited. That last two percent, however, has really been throwing him for a loop.
James Diamond deserves to be in theatre and he would be in drama/musical theatre with Camille Roberts, a legit theatre girlie. Them as a duo like Sharpay and Ryan Evans from High School Musical.
God can you imagine. James and Camille singing I've Decided To Marry You from A Gentleman's Guide to Love and Murder. James singing I Want It all from HSM3. Camille doing a killer rendition of Killer Instinct from Bring It On: The Musical.
"I am definitely not hiding anything." Kendall shrugged his shoulders in an exaggerated way as he held a ruined frying pan behind his back and grinned innocently.
@indiestarter open: kendall
I had a dream last night that I was watching the news, and they said that Kendall Schmidt had his right arm bitten off by a shark, and I was devastated. Instead of being happy that he was, ya know, still alive, my initial reaction was, "How is he going to PLAY his GUITAR?? How?? How is he going to be able to continue to be in a band when he is MISSING his ARM?" Rational thinking did not come into play for Dream Me.
Can't stress to you all how upset I was, as well as worried about how this would impact his overall life and mental state. I immediately started trying to form an organization that could help invent a device that would allow him to play guitar one-armed. Frantically making phone calls and such.
At one point during the dream, I stopped and had the thought of, "This is weird because it's just like that fanfic I read when I was younger, except it was Logan who had his arm eaten by a shark." (real fanfic, btw)
Halfway through the dream, the details suddenly changed so that he wasn't missing his whole arm anymore—just his right hand. This was wonderful news to me. "We'll just buy him a prosthetic hand that can hold guitar picks!" I declared. Problem solved.
So, anyway, that was the dream I had last night while in a Nyquil-induced fog (I'm sick). When I woke up from it, I was disoriented for a bit and wasn't sure if Kendall had actually been attacked by a shark, and I got upset all over again for a few minutes until I managed to pull the hazy pieces of reality back together.