#when I talk about the Tourettes it gets worse

[myrabbitistryingtokillme]

My mental illness is a series of self fulfilling prophecy disorders

[monowritestoomuch]

YuuriVoice Characters Reacting To You Having A Tic Spasm/Tic Attack:

Notes: 

I wish there were VA’s doing tic attack comfort audios, but I can never find any :(

I lowkey forgot what Faust calls his listener so someone please let me know in comments or reblogs. Also made a masterlist!

I wrote this because I actually want decent representation for tics in the modern day but sadly Hollywood sucks so might as well do it myself, as someone with tics. This took a really long time! If you have any questions, feel free to ask in the comments or reblogs!

And if you’re bald, I formally apologize.

Also, I’ve been super busy with a cosplay so this would’ve been done sooner but I’ve been busy so sue me. If I mix tenses, I tried, okay? Enjoy this as my ability to write and post is about to go down the drain.

Alphonse🍬:

Tic Spasm & Large Scale Tic Attack

You were laying on your bed in the morning, having just woken up. You were groggy and stiff. That’s all you thought you were. Stiff.

Alphonse lay by your side, sleeping soundly. He seemed to be so peaceful while he slept, a gentle smile creeping onto your face as you looked at his beautiful own, bathed in the morning light. 

You try to sit up, which would have been easy. Simple and easy, if it was a normal morning. 

You feel your muscles convulse and stiffen, panic overcoming you. You fall back on your mattress, head hitting your pillow. You start to shake as your tics overcome your body, vision blurring. Your neck started to twitch and snap in multiple directions, as your back froze up, shaking. 

You felt movement beside you, and a hand on your bicep, shaking you lightly. You could slightly hear a voice, but your hearing was going in and out, eyes shaking side to side and up and down. 

Your vision hazed back in as you turned your head to face. . .your loving boyfriend, brows knitted with a concerned expression on his face. 

“Hey, hey, Boo,” he said softly, cradling your arm. “You can hear me now, right? Yeah, yeah?” To that, you nodded. 

“The ticking thing you told me about? Tourette's? Tic spasm, right?” he asked, lips downturned as you attempted to nod before your neck snapped in the other direction. “Okay, okay. I get it you can’t really talk right now, so just try and breathe, like you usually do,” he attempted to reassure. “Deep breaths, okay. Here, I’ll breathe with you, okay?” 

The two of you took deep breaths, yours much shakier than his own as your body slowly stopped ticcing and shaking. Once it stopped completely, he spoke up again. 

“You feelin’ better, Boo?” he asked, an empathetic expression on his face. “Can I hug you?” he asked after you nodded in response to the previous question. He wrapped you in his arms, his lips in your hair, kissing the top of your head as he cradled you.

Seth🐺:

Collapsing/Wooziness with tic attacks (Cuddle comforting)

It was a normal day at your house, unpacking some old boxes with Seth’s help, which you very much appreciated. The two of you had cleared out so many boxes within the past few hours and it was going smoothly. 

That was until you started to feel a little woozy.

You’d had a slight headache for an hour at that point, and because it was dull, you didn’t think much of it when it started, but it only became worse.

A chill crawled up your spine as you picked up the next cardboard box, Seth carrying two boxes to the opposite side of the room.

Your head was swimming and your back was tingling. Your chest felt heavy. You shakily set down the box, although the weight wasn’t heavy, you felt yourself shaking. You felt slightly lighter when you put it down, deciding to sit down on the floor, resting your head against the wall, the coolness feeling like heaven on your forehead. 

Your head was still spinning as Seth slowly walked over, kneeling in front of you and looking you in the eyes as you twitched, head spinning. You looked up to face him, a pained expression on your face, seeing a concerned expression on his. 

“You okay, Sugar?” he asked, concern etching his features. You nodded absentmindedly, humming in response. 

“‘m ‘bit dizzy,” you muttered dizzily. “-felt like collapsing.”

Seth nodded, still evidently concerned. “You want me to get you some water?” he asked. 

“Mhm,” you hummed. He kissed your brow, leaving the room briefly, before returning a few minutes later with a cup of ice water.

He held it in front of you, handing it to you, your hands shaking as you held the glass up to your lips. He held his hands under the glass, just in case you dropped it. “Sip slowly,” he ordered, not sounding like much of an order, but more of an educated ask. 

You drank the water in gulps, the coolness of it a pleasant relief on your headache and chest. 

You had but a moment to set down the glass before your body started shaking harder and you forced yourself to swallow the last gulp of water before you started twitching uncontrollably. 

Seth backed up a foot, deciding to give you some space, as he knew you hated to be cramped.

He held his hands in your own, rubbing his thumbs over the backs of your hands. You didn’t understand why, but it helped, your ticcing calming down, albeit only slightly. 

He sat next to you, you placing your head on his shoulder as your shaking continued, legs outstretched. 

Once the shaking slowed and your breathing returned to a semi-normal state, he started to rub your back slowly, pressing a kiss into your hair. His hands were big and warm, a feeling of calmness washing over you.

“You feel a bit better now, Sugar?” he asked, concern still evident in his face. 

“Yeah,” you responded, speech still slightly slurred. “Less dizzy.”

“Good,” he answered, wrapping his arms around you, as if to both comfort you and himself. “I want you to be safe and happy, and I wish I could fix this whole thing and make it go away for you, but I can’t and I’m sorry,” he apologized. 

“It’s not your fault,” you responded almost instantly. “I’ve had this for a long time now, I know how to work around it, it just sometimes gets the better of me and–” you pause. “-sometimes I need to rest in someone’s big, strong arms,” you attempt to joke. 

Seth doesn’t laugh, but a small, gentle smile appears on his face. He kisses you on the cheek, laying down with you on the hardwood floor and cuddling with you until you felt well enough to stand up again.

Auron🩸:

Vocal and physical tic attack

Auron had been wondering where you were, as you weren’t in your cubicle in the law department and your co-workers had reported to have not seen you for over an hour, which concerned him. 

He walked past the breakroom, seeing you inside, shaking on one of the chairs. He could hear your rapid breathing and could see the panicked expression in your eyes. 

Your left hand was over your chest, your left hand practically tearing your hair out. Your pupils were blown wide and you were twitching every few seconds. 

You knew it got bad, but never this bad.

Auron sped into the breakroom, and right up to where you sat. 

“What’s going on?” he asked, hands in front of him, unsure whether he should touch you.

“T-wooooo-t-tic attack–” you attempt to say, stuttering and ticcing between words. “-’m sorry boss, I’ll get back to work soon, I just ‘ave to–”

“No, absolutely not,” he interrupted, shutting you down. “You are shaking, Rook,” he started. “And you can barely speak.”

Your cheeks turned red with embarrassment as you looked down, still shaking. 

He sighed. “You said that it would be this bad during the interview, and on your file, but-” he paused. “-I didn’t think it would hurt you.”

“It doesn’t hurt,” You responded quickly, fist waving wildly around you, trying to be cautious as to not hit your boss. “Just,” you pause, your voice cracking as you repeat the word. “-tense, just tense.”

Auron frowned at you, seemingly not believing in your explanations. “You’re panicking too, you know.”

You had noticed your breathing speeding up and becoming rapid and inconsistent.

“Sorry,” you apologized. Auron’s frown deepened. 

“Would you,” he paused, not knowing if it would help, or if it would make your ticcing worse. “Can I hug you?” he blurted out, eyes looking anywhere but yours. 

Your back was tense as you remembered how nice his hands felt when you two would spend nights together. Although he seemed tough, his large, warm hands would rub your back, sending you to a realm of comfort and sleepiness.

You thought for a moment before attempting a nod before your neck snapped in the other direction, continuing to twitch. 

He sat in the chair beside you, wrapping his muscular arms around you, his hands on your back, tracing shapes into it.

You were sent into a sense of calmness, his tracing feeling familiar and comfortable in the background of the rain pattering on the windows outside. 

You were still shaking, but the warmth that spread across your body relaxed you, lessening the flinching and twitching until you were barely shaking at all. 

Once your breathing was regular, Auron stopped tracing the shapes on your back, retracting his hands to his pockets. 

“Are you,” he stopped, taking a breath before he spoke again. “Do you feel better? And don’t spout apologies–you don’t have to apologize for this.”

You nodded, not feeling like talking anymore.

“Don’t worry,” he started, standing up. “Leave early today, don’t worry about the work, deadline extended,” he said, walking to the door, stopping as he opened it, a foot out the door. “If-if you ever need someone–just to talk to about this, come find me in my office.”

You silently thanked him, a slight smile on your face, as he walked out of the door. He seemed stoic, but underneath you knew, he cared. He cared about you.

Faust🥏:

Tic attack (+regular panicking)

“Hey,” Faust started, entering your streaming room. “You ended the stream abruptly, what the hell happe–oh shit.”

What he saw was you, lying on your back on your fluffy rug, shaking and twitching. Your head was twitching backwards every few seconds, hitting the fluffy rug, which didn’t help much as it was thin and the floors were hardwood. 

“So this is why you abruptly ended the stream,” he realized aloud, watching as you shook and flinched. 

You could barely talk, your hearing blurring in and out through your aching head. Tears streaked down your face, warm, salty and unending. 

Faust didn’t know how to help you, panic settling in his veins as your condition only got worse. 

The back of your head kept hitting the rug, the underlying floor giving you a headache. You could feel your arms moving without your brain telling them to, going in several different directions, freezing in the middle of the air for a minute before twitching back down at your sides.

“What-what do I do?” Faust asked, clearly more panicked than you were. You could tell he was on the edge of a minor panic attack with how he was acting. He seemed to be panicking about this whole thing even more than you were.

“I–” You try to say, repeating the vowel several times over due to your ticcing. “J-just a tic attack, ‘m gonna be fine–woooooo-” you pause, shaking terribly. “-just give me a-a minute-”

“Fuck! Should I call a doctor?” he shouted, pacing the room. “Should I call my brother, he might know what to do–no, no he wouldn’t even answer his phone!” You hear him ramble. He opens his phone, seemingly googling something. 

“How–no, what to do when your friend has a tic attack?” he mutters, typing the words into the search box on his phone. “Remain calm, don’t draw attention to it, and simply offer quiet support–do you want a hug or a shoulder pat or something?”

You smile at his attempt of assistance warmly. “Could I have the Disney themed w-woooo-weighted blanket?” You ask in-between tics.

“Ye-yeah, of course,” he responds, running out of the room for a moment before running back in and draping the Winnie the Pooh weighted blanket over your body, the weight helping with the tics.

Faust plops himself into a criss-cross-apple-sauce on the fluffy rug, eyes watching you intently as your ticcing calmed down. He sat beside you, hands in his lap until your ticcing stopped, making sure you were okay after and writing down a note to do some research on tics in the near future. 

Charlie🍕:

Zoning out, shaking and minor tics

“Hey Casp’, I’m back from my shift!” he shouted through the apartment, which was unusually silent. “Casper?” he called out, walking further into the apartment. 

He found you trying to make dinner in the kitchen, shaking and twitching as you held onto the dark-toned counters, eyes unfocused. 

He ran over to you, gently taking your forearms in his hands, feeling your arms shake. He walked you down to the couch to sit, your eyes still unfocused. 

Your hearing blurred, as did your vision. You could hear Charlie talking to you about something, seemingly ranting, as he held your shaking arms in his hands. Your eyes were unfocused, eyes facing a wall with a painting on it. 

As your vision blurred back in, you could see the painting clearer. It was one of the few that you’d brought when you moved in with Charlie. A sailboat amongst a calm water city port, several boats around it and in the distance of the painting, clouds gathering overhead. Some of the tiny people in the painting were waving, others sailing and others moving objects in the painting. But the big sailboat in the middle of the painting was the focal point. A woman, dressed in a Dolly Varden dress and a pirate captain’s hat stood sailing it, her long red hair blowing in what seemed to be a breeze, a wide smile on her face, eyes squinted. 

Focusing on the painting had cleared your mind a bit, allowing you to focus more. You remembered why you’d bought it. You’d bought it at a garage sale in your hometown, before you had moved to the city, finding it stunningly beautiful. It reminded you of life in a sort of way, beautiful and peaceful for but a moment. The approaching clouds symbolized the things that could go wrong, or would go wrong. The duality of life and man. The Approaching Storm, it was named. You’d been attached to the painting ever since, not understanding why, but just feeling like it was important enough to garner your spirit.

Your eyes focused, turning your head to face Charlie, who was facing you, concerned, until you faced him. 

“Hey,” you said.

“Hey,” he responded, looking at you warmly. “You feel any better?”

“Yeah,” you answered, tired. “I forgot to take my meds yesterday, and this happ-happened, sorry–”

“Don’t apologize, you can’t control these things sometimes,” he told you, drawing you into a hug. “I’ll make sure you take your meds tonight–and for the rest of the week if you need it?”

You nodded, smiling as you hugged him back, warmth pooling in your chest. 

“Wanna watch movies and eat the leftover Chinese food in the fridge?” he asked, a cheeky smile appearing on his face. 

“I th-thought you’d never ask,” You responded as he stood up from the couch, wrapping a fluffy blanket over you and going over to the kitchen and opening the fridge, grabbing a few containers and bringing them over to the coffee table as you turned on Deadpool.

Lucien😈:

Collapsing(minor), tic attack, absence of medication

“Human–I mean Angel! I’ve brought back some of that human food you like! I think you called it pizza? I got you the one with the cheesy crust, and the cheesy breadsticks!” Lucien called out into your apartment, smiling widely as he carried two boxes, one big pizza box and one smaller box, filled to the brim with cheesy breadsticks.

When he received no response, he called out again. “Angel?” 

Lucien walked around the apartment calling your name, until he found you collapsed on your bedroom floor. “Angel!” he shouted, rushing over to your shaking body, the boxes of food making a ‘thud’ sound as they hit the floor. 

“‘m fine Lucien,” You say, voice raspy and dry. 

“Like hell you are!” he exclaims, his face a cross between angry and concerned. “I know for a fact this is not normal human behavior! Humans don’t just collapse!” he shouted,  his voice ringing through the apartment, and your head. 

He was so loud, and your head was throbbing in your skull. 

“I ran out of meds, Luci–” You interrupted quietly, your voice slightly above a whisper. “-’nd I can’t get any more for another week, when I get my paycheck–” You continued, feeling drowsy. 

“Human medicine should be free,” he huffs. “We have free medication in Hell.”

How is Hell’s medicare system somehow better than the medicare system on Earth? You wondered. 

“We agr–wahhhh–we agree on th-that,” You say in-between tics, your body shaking. You felt colder since Fall was rolling in and you never had a good personal storage of body heat. You thought that might’ve been something that triggered a tic attack besides the absence of your meds.

“I’ve-I’ve lived with-without my meds before, Lucien,” You tell him, eyes blinking slowly as you felt exhaustion seeping into your bones. “I’ll survive without th-them for a we–eeee-ek,” You finish in-between tics, giving him a tired smile, as if to tell him not to worry. 

“But that’s not fair, that’s not how it should be,” Lucien huffed, furrowing his dark eyebrows. 

“Y-you and be both agree on that, buddy,” you laugh. “B-but sadly, life ain’t that w-wahhh-aay.”

“What can I do to help?” he asked, still hovering over you, concerned. 

You still felt practically freezing, shaking not only from the tics, but from the lack of body heat

“I am freezing,” You start, rubbing your hands together. “-and you are like a stove, Dear Luci,” you continue. 

“Human cuddles then?” he inquired, ignoring the ‘Dear Luci’ comment. You nodded as he scooped you up into his big, hairy, muscly, red arms. He carried you to the living room couch, cuddling you against his chest. 

He sat down on the couch with you on top of him, cuddled into his warm chest. He threw a blanket over the two of you, placing your head in the crook of his neck. He kissed your forehead, smiling into your hair as you drifted off to a well deserved sleep.

(CC: God, I love cheesy breadsticks dipped in garlic sauce. My favorite Pizza order is that, but with extra cheese. . .lmao pizza FORGOTTEN)

Finn🌻:

Collapsing and minor tics (Severe Tourette’s)

“Welcome to Talk Floral! What can I help you with toda–oh it’s you Sunflower!” he exclaims, originally thinking it was any old customer who walked into the shop, before realizing it was you. “It’s–it’s good to see you! Do you need an arrangement?”

You shook your head. “No, I just wanted to see my favorite florist!” 

“I’m your favorite florist?” he repeated, baffled. “You know other florists–wait, I’m the only florist you know!”

“My favorite is the one I know,” You say, giggling. “He’s also my amazing boyfriend,” You teased. He laughed and grinned, blushing.

“So what’d you come fo–” Finn started to ask. 

That was when your hearing tuned out, your vision becoming blurry. You feel your legs shake as you hold onto the table at the front of the store. You hear a voice becoming eerily closer to you. A blob of yellow and green appeared in front of you just as your legs gave way, causing you to collapse in someone’s arms.

You feel yourself shaking, your vision unfocused. You felt your head being laid in someone’s lap. 

“-ey, hey! You okay Sunflower–oh sorry, clearly you're not okay–I’m so sorry for asking-” You heard your boyfriend, Finn say, running a hand through his hair. “What do you need? I can get you something? I can get some of the candy from the back–or I can just stay here, with you–” 

“I’m–eeeeee-I’m good Finney,” You start, in-between tics. “Love, it-it’s just a bad tic day. J-just a bad day, Finn. I-I’ll be fine–”

“You’re not fine!” he shouted, raising his voice and his shoulders. “Sorry for yelling, Sunflower,” he apologized. “I’m just worried for you, a-and for your wellbeing, be-because I care for you, because I love you.”

“I-I love you too, Finney,” You responded, smiling as your vision returned. “I guess, if-if it’s not a bother, *hic* could you get me some candy from the back–and th-then– *heee* hug me?” 

Finn smiled sweetly, pressing a kiss into your hair and standing up. “I’ll be right back, I promise,” he said, walking to the back and then back out with a bag of sour patch kids. 

“Here, have some,” he told you, propping your head up on his lap and putting a few watermelon sour patch kids in your mouth. You chewed them slowly and swallowed them, feeling a slight rush of energy to stave the growing exhaustion.

Once you did, he picked you up bridal style and led you to the back, gently placing you on the couch before snuggling in beside you and kissing your forehead. 

Your vision was slowly returning, as was your hearing while Finn cuddled you putting his head in the crook of your neck and smiling into the nape of your neck. 

“Love you,” You whispered to him, wrapping your shaking arms around his body. 

“I love you too, My Sunflower,” he told you admiringly, pressing one final kiss to your forehead before you two fell asleep in each others arms

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[seducemefanficsandheadcanons]

So, a little fun fact about me is I have Tourette Syndrome, which is a neurological condition that causes involuntary movements and sounds called tics. I've had tics since I was around 9 or 10, and I was diagnosed with TS at 13. So, it's a really long time. This means I've had too much time to think about this and it's one of the first things I wondered when I discovered the game since it was around the time I was diagnosed, I believe (I could be getting my times mixed up lmao)

Aron doesn't have TS in any of my written AUs because that sounds like a bitch to write, HOWEVER I do wonder often about how each LI would react to meeting an MC with tics. So, here are some headcanons about if I did give Aron or another MC TS. (Some of this was discussed with @conglomerationoffandomtrash )

Also the format of this post is inspired by @new-tella-us

James has probably heard of it, but if he hasn't, he surely will do his research. Naturally, he's confused at first, but once he knows, he's extremely understanding. He would be very good at just ignoring the tics during a conversation, acting as if they weren't there. He'd ask if there's any accommodations he needed to make and would act accordingly.

At first, I wondered if Erik may try to make some sort of flirty comment about it. But now that I've really dug into his mindset, I can't see that happening. Like James, he would make any accommodations needed.

Sam is the most confused when he meets her. He's like, "wtf!?" until he knows what's going on. He doesn't really know anything about tohrettes but tries to learn, especially once he can read. One of the tics I have is tapping something near me, or like a 'pat.' On a rough day, I've smacked things near me. I think at most, he may make a joking comment like "Hey! What did i do?" Which Aron would appreciate, since she herself likes to laugh it off. He'd tell her not to apologize for it. Being he has super speed, if she's doing something and a tic starts that could injure her (like while using a knife, or if she had a self injurious tic where she was going to hit herself) he'd be the quickest to be able to stop her from getting hurt. She told him that restraining her tics would make it worse, so the most any of them can do is stop her from stabbing herself. He's also quick to shut anyone up who tries to make fun of her. She has to talk him down from saying anything or fighting anyone.

Matthew is the only one who 100% knows what tourettes is because of social media, but that also fueled some belief of harmful stereotypes and misinformation Aron will need to shut down. He's completely receptive and may even argue with people who push those stereotypes. He doesn't know a lot about it, but he knows enough about it to know it's out of her control. Like Sam, he will laugh it off with her. They send tourettes memes to each other. He'll also try to defend her but knows Aron can handle it herself.

Damien knows as soon as they meet, he's the one who tells the others "she has something called...tourettes? Is that right?" He's extremely understanding and will laugh it off with her. He'll reassure her that her tics do not annoy them, and she doesn't need to try to suppress her tics around them. (which she has a bad habit of)

[mxmorbidmidnight]

How to help a person with tics/tourettes

don't stare: ticcing in public is incredibly stressful, and people with tics are very often on edge and fearful of reactions and stares. Staring causes stress, stress causes more tics. So if you see someone ticcing, don't gawp at them as if they're an animal in a zoo.

if you hear someone making a noise, no you didn't: I've had teachers address the noises that I make because of my tics in front of my entire class, leading me to have to explain my condition to the teacher and all my peers. People make sounds for a number of reasons, ticcing, stimming, etc. Please do your best to be understanding and just in general avoid publicly humiliating others.

Don't shame: don't tell someone their tics are annoying or hold an individuals accountable for saying something they do not mean and cannot control. Tics can be about anything, that does not mean that is what the person is thinking or that is something they say often or would ever want to say. Asking us to stop ticcing is NOT a fair a demand.

Do not hold down someone while ticcing: this can make matters a lot worse. When someone tics it satisfies a sort of urge, by holding us back you are not stopping the problem, in fact it can cause the tics to become more severe. The general consensus is do not interfere with tics unless a person is in danger or has asked you to.

Ask them!!: different people will have different preferences of how they want to be treated with their tics. Some people prefer when you laugh at tics because it makes the situation less awkward as well as making the person ticcing feel better. I personally hate anyone who's not someone I'm close to laughing at my tics. Ask a person with tics how they want you to react to their tics as well as how you can help them as a whole.

Accessibility: there are certain things you can do to make groups and environments accessible to those with tics. Having a safe, private and quiet space is incredibly helpful. I have many accommodations within the school environment, such as being able to get out of class, wear headphones or earphones, use fidgets and take exams separately from other students.

Don't fake claim: different people will all experience tics differently, tics can come on suddenly, they can go through periods where they're barely visible and often the full extent of what someone goes through is not apparent to onlookers. Often those who fake claim know nothing about a disorder, fake claiming in general is extremely damaging however drastically more so when done by someone who has no idea what they're talking about. Fake claiming does our community no benefit, all it does is make it more difficult for us to access support for our disability, with people being denied care and accomodations. It is much better to let a few fakers run around than damage an entire group of people. If someone who is faking is spreading misinformation or causing damage to the community that is another issue entirely and should be dealt with.

Don't fetishise: tics are not just some fetish, they are not a porn category. Tics can be disabling, they cause us to be ostracised, judged and bullied. As a general rule of thumb do not call someone's tics or just any symptom of their disability "cute". It is so incredibly frustrating, when something brings you such pain will be seen by others as "cute". Fetishisation does damage to our community, does damage to the movement we are making and does damage to individuals.

educate yourself, be understanding: you will not always understand, and there will likely be things you might not never understand however as a general rule, be kind. Having tics will result in limitations as well as need for certain accomodations. If there are two things you must take away from this:

Be kind, be understanding

Educate yourself.

[a-very-well-made-mask]

I also love shoving my Tourette’s shit onto toby it’s so fun playing with my Barbie dolls YIPPEE!!!

So here are some ‘headcanons’ or general ideas I have for his Tourette’s/tics, based (BASED??) on my own. I don’t like when people get rid of his Tourette’s and tics or ignore the factors that bring them out.

-When he’s in a proxy state he’s going to be ticcing heavily, stuttering badly, clicking and groaning and jerking around which is going to unnerve and scare his victim more. Toby obviously hates it which makes his tics worse, he can barely talk because his jaw is clenched so badly. He just grunts and moans and goes after his victim, straight up animal (Just like me fr)

-A few tics of his are the ‘general’ head twitching/snapping from side to side, blinking/winking, grimacing, cracking joints or slapping self, rocking on his heels or crouching/jumping up, but some others (that I don’t see people mention) are his vocal tics like groaning, coughing, yawning, yelping. Physical also include rocking on heels, biting his hands, kicking, this is usually when he’s working up to a tic attack. He’s liable to hurt himself so Clockwork knows what’s going on and sits with him and lets him squeeze her hand. #1 Tourette’s supporter I KNOW SHED TREAT ME RIGHT��

-Another tic of his is stuttering or saying Clocky’s name, like ‘Clock-Clock-Clock’ or ‘Natty/Nat’, she actually thinks it’s oddly sweet in a morbid Tourettic way and they have inside jokes about it

-Tic attacks are made worse or started by being in proxy state, but that’s not always what starts them off. A lot of stress, anger, negativity, large fires, flashing lights/strobe/large crowds, being out too late at night, or too much excitement also set off tic attacks or seizures

-He goes non-verbal from tics sometimes, he can sign a little in ASL but that’s useless when your hands are cramping up and flapping, but Clocky’s spent so much time with him she usually knows what he’s trying to say and helps guide him to say certain things or talks for him

-Toby used to take various meds for his Tourette’s, like antipsychotics and shit like Risperdal, but he hated the way they made him feel and stopped taking them. Im just speculating here, but it might have been that the meds were in a sense ‘blocking off’ Slender Man’s access to him, so a little bit of Toby’s decision to toss the meds may not entirely have been his decision

-When he gets exhausted after a tic attack, he likes laying with or near Clockwork. She just calms him down in a way nothing else can <3

-He’ll only let Clocky call him ‘Ticci’ (I FUUUCKINGGGG HATE THAT NAME SORRY FELLOW DICKSUCKERS)

[andreas-river]

Is there a possibility you could do something with ghost and the reader or y/n has Tourette’s, pretty please 🙏🏻 (you can make it depressing idc, love your work)

Simon "Ghost" Riley X GN!Reader

Words count: approx. 1k

Warnings: angst, fluff, tourette's syndrome, hurt/comfort, it can be read as gn!reader because of no body description.

Disclaimer: nothing at all, just this: never judge a book by its cover.

A/N: and here's your request! Sorry it took so long, but I wanted to make it good, these things are not easy and I wanted to make some researches too about this, I hope I met your expectations! And thank you <3

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Living with Tourette Syndrome has never been easy: you were the outcast, the one who made people laugh, the class clown. Even being diagnosed with the disorder didn't help with the constant wave of strange looks, ignorant teachers, people who underestimated you, or even those who said you were faking a neurological disorder.

The only luck you had throughout your childhood, adolescence, and adulthood was your mother, who immediately mobilized to find the best doctors, neurologists, and therapists, despite the countless financial problems and the complicated life you were used to.

With time, your situation improved: the more aggressive tics were easier to manage with the help of doctors, and the most common ones were simply the turning of the neck and certain hand movements - clenching the knees with the hands, making them into fists, or simply raising them in the air.

But the real change came when you bumped into someone on your way home from work, but you never expected to be confronted by a man with a mask covering his face - except for his eyes. You quickly apologized and returned to your steps.

And from then on, you saw him everywhere: at the usual coffee shop you went to every morning, at the market in the center of town, and on the street every night when you came home from work. Involuntarily, he found his way to your heart, and when you began to think about trying to talk to him, you found yourself looking into his eyes again, wondering if he could sit at your table since everyone else was taken.

You had gladly accepted and from small, casual questions like "What's your name?", "Ghost, yours?", your conversations grew longer, curiosity grew, as did the eagerness to get to know someone so mysterious, who actually called himself "Ghost". Only after a few weeks did you learn the reason for his name, why he always seemed alert and had his face covered.

It was three? four o'clock in the morning maybe, when someone rang the door of your house, and when you found yourself in front of someone you knew but had never seen like that, you found out the truth about what Ghost was doing. An SAS soldier, one of the best. And there he was, standing in front of you and on your doorstep, asking you if he could take refuge at least for that night.

Since that night, something happened between you two: you don't know why, or how, but you found refuge in his presence, and even if you didn't know what he think, he felt the same as you.

It was during that night that you both talked about each other, sitting together on the couch, talking about Tourette's syndrome and how you had to deal with it since you were a kid, then telling you his job, that he kills people as a living, that he has only one family - his team, and how that night ended up at your house.

And when he thought that you were scared of him after he revealed who he was, he remained surprised at how you were smiling at him, totally unfazed by his words.

"You kill bad people." you said, while your body was constantly crossed by the tics.

He simply nods at you, surprised how you looked so natural, so calm even if he had to tell you the truth, carefully watching your body.

"How does it feel?" he asked, hoping you would understand what he was referring to.

"I'm lucky. It's not that bad, others with this syndrome experienced worse. But I'm getting better, people are helping me."

And he observed how you smiled all the time, realizing how he never stopped for a second, how he never thought about how others suffered, and sometimes it was because he overthinks too much, everything overwhelms his mind and his body, imprisoning him inside a cage, struggling to find a way out.

But you can't control what people think, realizing this every day of your life.

It happened again, you and Ghost were both outside, showing him where you used to go to school, even if the majority of the memories weren't the happiest: but you wanted to show him everything about you, the good and the bad, and even if he was holding your hand, he didn't care if you squeezed him tighter, or when you uncontrollably moved it.

He held you, never leaving your side even if people were eyeing you for your strange behavior.

"They don't understand, aren't they?" he suddenly says, his eyes fixed on the couple that was judging you from afar, making them squirm in their place from his menacing glance.

"No, they don't-"

"There's nothing wrong with you, you got it?" he interrupts you, now turning his full attention to you. "Let them swim in their ignorance, let them watch, let them say whatever they want. But you know. You have to remember, always," he gets closer, realizing only at that moment that he had lowered his mask from his face, showing himself for the first time. "That someone is here, with you."

You almost froze when he makes his lips touch yours, his lips softer that you expected, warmth spreading all over you at his delicate touch, appreciating you, loving you in a way that no one had ever done.

[meowticta]

Uhh, lately i've been reading about cpunk, and guys i love yall, i think it's important to have a space for you, and people who also go thru things you also have, share experiences, etc, a mental condition/neurodivergence will never be the same as using a cane, a wheelchair, having a physical disability, yes for example autism can also have physical symptoms such as dyspraxia, but not because ur autistic ur physically disabled, also not everyone has dyspraxia.

but i also wonder if tourettes... is a part of it? ive been wondering this for many weeks.

like, i remember being very young, walking was an issue, people bullied me for it, sometimes couldn't even talk, because my tics interrupted me, i hit and scream and fall. body hurts when i hit myself, body hurts and is in pain and tired and wants to puke and nauseous after tic attacks that i only want to rest, a few weeks ago i had a tic in my arm that left me without sleep because i couldn't stop, i dont use .. a mobility aid, but i would consider it if tics get worse... lately it's not that bad, waxing and waning tics you know...

but i tend to hit myself a lot + pain + tired, tic attacks are coming again too.. a lot, i have one or two tic attack per 1-2 month i think which is way better than when i was younger (dealt with attacks almost every week..)

and i always wondered if tourettes was a physical disability, you know, it may seem silly andd stupid even, but professionals always told me it was neurological, nothing else, (and they were completely useless too... didnt gave me tips to handle it, therapists barely heard of it, did not give me any support other than a diagnosis and some medication thats all (medication which im grateful tho it helps me ton))

i dont... tend to call myself disabled because people look at me and dont think i am, and i get really scared w confrontation so i prefer not to .. say things like that, m also autistic btw, but thats another thing, i know autism disables me, but i dont know if tourettes disables me

it's been good years, i know some disabilities also have better days and worse days, but i feel like it's too much time for me, from 5+ or 5-months, i can have little to no tics, but they come back too anyways, and i'll be hitting myself and body will hurt.

sorry if this is stupid, only recently have been seeing tourettes being called a physical disability, and it changes how i see myself too

if you answer or read this thank u!

[vulturesrottencorpse]

autism isn't silly

titles self explanatory. I just wanna rant BC recently tiktok has been making disabilities very much more known (since around 2020)

One of the most "popular" of these disabilities are autism and also ADHD. Of course theirs others ppl are idolizing (Tourette's, bpd, DID, ect) But I don't have any of those so I can't really speak on that.

What I do have (diagnosed at least,) is autism, ADHD, anxiety and depression, some of the most popular and idolised disabilities on tiktok.

No, autism isn't "silly sharks dinosaurs hyperfixations!! Super smart and silly and funny!!". ADHD isn't "haha silly can't focus so energetic!!" Depression isn't "omg I'm so emo and sad nobody gets me" and anxiety isn't "oh I don't like talking to people and I can't keep my hands still"

This should be obvious but it's so often out like this that it's making me pissed.

And then theres people who'll tell you "autism/adhd isn't a disability it's a super ability!" Which invalidates your struggles. Yeah, I know some niche facts about fish and dinosaurs, I also don't know how to socialise with anybody on my own, I lay in bed all day and do nothing as hours pass by no matter how much I want to get up I just can't. I can't focus on anything unless it interests me even if I know I have to. I am constantly excluded from social groups because people either find me annoying/weird or too quiet and boring. I'm constantly depressed because I'm so lonely yet I'm too terrified to actually reach out and make new connections so I can't *stop* being lonely. I'm self aware about all my problems so therapists can't do much other than say "well you're very self aware" or "have you tried setting Alarms?". It is a constant cycle that goes on and on. And then I get told that all of this is a "superpower?" It's a disability. It disables me from doing things neurotipical people can do. Just because I might be good at picking up rhythm or naming a few facts about animals doesn't mean my autism/ADHD is some gift from the heavens. It sucks. It's made my life so hard but every time I try to explain it to someone they don't understand. Or they think they do, but they don't. Because it's impossible to describe this to someone without autism without them going "oh, well that's normal" because they've experienced it from time to time, but when I tell them the way I experience it is 5x worse for me, they say I'm exaggerating, that I need to toughen up, that it's "just how the world works".

I'm honestly sick of being treated like I'm not human. Like I don't have feelings that get hurt, like I don't have bad experiences or things that can ruin my life. Because autism is treated as some silly little personality trait. It's not. It's a fucking disability

Btw acoustic isn't funny. Stop

[crippledcryptidd]

Its Tourette’s awareness month (may 15 - june 15) and migraine and headache awareness month (june). I have chronic migraine, headaches, and Tourette’s, so i’m gonna talk about all of them and having them together

Firstly, migraine is way different from headaches. Migraine is a neurological disorder that causes attacks of symptoms a common one and a very well known one is headache but it is not required. Headache is pain or discomfort in the head or face. Both can be severe and disabling but they are not the same but since the awareness month is for both this post will talk about both

Tourettes and migraine

- Tourette’s and migraine are both neurological disorders and have their similarities and differences. Similarities include (not everyone will experience and these) issues with moving, headache, certain psychological symptoms, ect. Differences include (not everyone will have these) hallucinations (migraine symptom), one sided weakness (migraine symptom), tics (Tourette symptom)

- migraine and Tourette’s can co occur in some people and i am one of them. For me Tourette’s and migraine can interfere with each other, worsening one and other and making things more difficult for me. My migraine symptoms often get worse when i move and Tourettes makes me move a lot, this can lead to increased pain, nausea and vomiting, and other symptoms. Some of my tics can also trigger my migraine attacks and some of the symptoms i have in both of them, like issues walking, can be very bad when both of those disorders are acting up.

Tourettes and headache

- Tourette’s and headache may co occur too and sometimes the tics may cause a headache. I’ve had tics where i hit my head with my hands or hit my head on something, this has caused me headaches or worsened what i already have.

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

Thinking about your NY and his brothers

How do you think Gov would react when he learns how they were all treated by England? Like I'm pretty sure he would punch that bastard in the face (again) the next time they meet [I have a hc that while IDC handles meetings outside the country, any nation which visits talks to Gov. So now imagine an unknowing England coming up for some random reason recently after Gov discovers the way he used to treat the states.]

I actually have a hc that when NY was rescued from the prison (during the Rev. War), Gov (or Congress at the time) beat England to a bloody pulp and shanked that mf in the heart twice with a grin on his face, whilst PA dealt with York. Mass would’ve came, but PA being the awesome bf he is didn’t want Mass to have to see York like that, and told him to stay with NJ and CT so that he could mentally prepare himself and get stuff ready for if York needed medical help (he needed SO MUCH-).

In terms of how England treat NY and his older brothers (TW: abuse), I think that NY was the only one that England ever got brutally physical with. NY was his prized possession and England wanted him to be either EXACTLY like him, or at least something he could use a weapon for war. And so he would beat the living sh*t out of York, and call it "training". And NY thought it was, he thought "Oh this is training, I just need to get better so that I stop getting hurt and stop making Father angry!��. York constantly got beat both verbally and physically almost everyday. It was even worse cuz England hated it when York cried and hated that York was autistic and would even go so far as to say that he was beating the "illness" out of him.

With NJ, I think that England definitely belittled him for having Tourette’s Syndrome, and would sometimes yell at him for his tics. I feel like he also definitely called NJ a spawn of Satan whenever he pleased, and that definitely did a number on NJ’s self-esteem (my poor baby-). England would probably try to hit NJ, but that would just result in him nearly losing a finger. Though NJ did rebel and leave home as soon as he could (CT, and Mass stayed home to study and argue with England and be there to help NY if needed, though Mass would run to the little place where him and the other colonies hung out when the cries and whimpers of his little brother’s pain got too unbearable for him to hear).

Massachusetts was England’s first attempt at a war weapon, but Mass’s stubborn lovable nerdy ass rebelled before England could be anywhere near as harsh as he was with NY. Like I said before, Mass still stayed home, but sometimes everything got to much and he would run to the place where him and the other colonies hung out (and partially lived-)

England had Connecticut as a first attempt, and he failed miserably. Connecticut was too damn stubborn to allow himself to me morphed into what England wanted him to be, and was much more interested in books and boats and boat work, and Connie would spend most of his time around the sea, wishing he could be like the pirates and merchants that came and went. He barely spent enough time at home for England to do much other than yell at him and tell him how stupid his interests were and tell him that he was never gonna achieve anything in life (Parents, NEVER DO THIS IT WILL FVCK UP YOUR CHILD SO BADLY-)

Gov was already happy with being the one to kill England, but was even more happy when he found out how horrible England was. And he definitely showed that same smile he showed that day. PA was having flashbacks to that day but he stayed silent cuz of how terrifying it was 😭😭

[haoaibai]

something happened and im really sad and also happy.

happy chinese new year to all, but YOU GOTTA READ THIS.

for more than a year (3 yrs almost), i’ve done a self diagnosis on myself with spd (sensory processing disorder) and adhd (few others too)

the man took an hour late to arrive but LOL

went to this place and told the man about how i’ve been bullied and what was going on. so i obviously didn’t say i was gay but my mom did bring up how somebody was gay and was bullying me as a gay person (smart man knew i was gay from how I went 😝✌️ along with saying the word “gay” but he didn’t make it obvious until my mom looked away and he smiled and mouthed “yes good im proud for you”).

since i get extremely uncomfortable when they kept talking about my ASD so then i felt like crying cause yk mental health issues + illnesses, etc shit being exposed and almost cried (they never knew bc i never made it obvious but my eyes watered under my hoodie), and yk I felt really really sad than my mood was today.

THEN THE BIG NEWS CAME.

since you never knew i was neurodivergent, i’m gonna let you know.

i didn’t know HALF of what he said because he spoke fast but

i managed to catch half (idk if half atp cause he got LOADS of diagnosis for me but it was too much and he spoke really really fast)

HE WAS FRIENDLY BUT

i FUCKING KNEW. that the spd was right. I WASNT SURE BUT HE SAID I HAVE IT. YESSS A REAL DIAGNOSIS.

he said im diagnosed with asd, adhd, spd (sensory processing disorder), tics (not like tourettes but he did say something WILL cause me to tic but it’s only anxiety that will cause it a few times but if it gets worse, i must tell him) + my anxiety will cause me to tic (like shivering and form different tics but its not like tourettes that people ACTUALLY have).

he also said my auditory sensory processing disorder as well (+ with sensory processing too), he said i had something sensitivity (idk what it was because he spoke REALLY fast) but i think he said sensory or sensitivity disorder (if you knew what it’s called, PLEASE lemme know).

stuttering disorder + high functioning on asd + low functioning on adhd (lemme know if functioning is out of date or not) and some other stuff.

BUT I GOT AN OFFICIAL DIAGNOSIS GUYSSSSS

i’ve tried to find the “congratulations on the neurodivergency cake” but I found this.

congratulations to me on my further neurodivergent diagnosis :))

[fentrashcat]

Tourettes Awareness Month, day 4!

So didn't do anything for day 3 bc ✨️health✨️, I'm okay now but it took too much out of me for yesterday 😅

I do tend to joke about my tics as a coping mechanism, and I make light of them as often as possible, but TS is still a disability. As such today is gonna be a bit more of a drag, as I talk about some negative aspects.

Attempting to break this up some so you can skip sections if needed 😊

⚠️ Everyone who experiences TS or other tic disorders will have different experiences, this is just my personal experience

Also forgot a vocabulary term:

Tic spiral- not sure if there is another term for this, but this is what I use- this is when you get stuck in a loop. My whistle tic has to be perfect or I'll do it over and over again. Another form is that I tic when I'm anxious but my tics make me more anxious so I tic more.

TS obviously had an effect on my day to day life, but some days are a lot worse than others. My tics can cause me injuries, the stigma around TS has almost certainly cost me a job and job opportunities, I'm not able to drive, and it draws ridicule. I want to cover all of these in one so I don't have to make multiple negative posts, but there will probably be more detailed explanations for some of them later on.

Tic Related Injuries

While I don't (currently) have self destructive tics, like hitting myself, my tics have caused a lot of injuries. Some general pain comes from muscle over use, like neck and shoulder pain from my head jerks. I also get pain if I try to suppress tics, particularly when I'm trying to throw things I need to hold onto.

One of my tics, which I refer to as "the bad one", causes almos every muscle in my body to clench at the same time. In general this hurts A LOT, and it only comes in attacks, so it'll happen over and over again, sometimes up to an hour. On top of the general pain, if I'm holding my arm or something when it hits, I've left finger shaped bruises from how hard I grab myself. I've also clenched my fists so hard it feels like I might break a finger. The only way to stop this attack is pretty much by going home and going to bed. It's also exhausting and I'll end up sleeping for hours afterwards.

Hand fling injuries are the most common ones I experience. Something as simple as riding in the car or walking too close to something can result with me getting bruised knuckles or almost dislocating my wrist. Both hands will do this but my right is the worst and it'll just fly up and hit whatever is beside me. The first time it happened I hit the car widow and it was so loud my mom thought that either my hand or the window HAD to be broken. Luckily neither was, but the back of my hand was bright red for quite a while after this one. This is also the tic that has caused me to burn my hand on the oven and spill boiling water on my other hand. I've also back handed a dashboard so hard I'm pretty sure I partially dislocated the wrist, bc the bone was sticking out more and it hit like a 7/10 pain. Finally I grabbed and pulled and there was a "pop" noise and the pain lessened considerably. I think the worst part about this tic is I'll get the prompt, it'll cause me to freeze, and I can see and KNOW what I'll hit before I do, but I can't move. So I get some nice time to recognize "I'm about to be in pain and there is nothing I can do"

Another source of hand jerk injuries is throwing things/jerking things into myself. Let me just say, I LOVE the Nintendo switch controllers bc they have wrist straps. Sadly I mostly play on Xbox or my phone, so I'll end up throwing my controller or phone and it hits me in the head/face about half the time. I've also struggled where a hand jerk hit while I was going to take a drink of something and it slammed the straw into the top of my mouth until it bled. I've also slammed an apple into my front teeth.

An uncommon tic I get is kicking. I usually sit in a way to prevent this tic from happening but sometimes that isn't feasible. I've kicked my moms dashboard SO MANY times, I think I've actually cracked it (this is also why I don't drive).

Also I don't usually have a self injuring tic, but I did have a night that I kept hitting my chest. Luckily seems to have been a one off situation.

These are the main injuries from my tics that I can think of, but I'm sure there's more that I've forgotten.

TS and my Work History

I am extremely aware that I've been lucky with work, as my family members have been in positions to hire me, however I'm currently out of work because no one is in a position like that right now. I've only had 2 jobs completely independent of family influence and both have ended (in my opinion) due to my TS.

The first was a shoe store that I worked at for about a month, and I actually really enjoyed it and the people there. The staff was super understanding about my limitations and helped me work around them. Problem was, the location was 30-40min away, meaning I had to ask family and/or friends to drive almost an hour out of the way to get to/from work. The public transit in my area isn't great, and I wasn't making enough $ to get an Uber or taxi everyday. This put quite a bit of strain on some really important relationships, and it wasn't fair for me to ask people to do this for me, even if I would pay gas or get food or whatever it just wasn't worth the strain. The manager was super nice about it, offered to help me find driving lessons, and told me if I start driving that I should reach out and see if they're still hiring. This was of course a few years ago and I'm still not driving but I really appreciated that.

The second one I was actually fired. Obviously they can't fire me for having TS because that's illegal, but I don't think it's a coincidence that the day I was let go was the day I had to disclose I have TS. I had been told I was doing really well by my trainers and nothing had been mentioned to me by management until they officially fired me, about an hour and a half after I had to tell a coworker I have TS. In the managers words "[she] just doesn't think [I'm] ready for this this position".

I've also had situations where in interviews they would seem interested in hiring me, but then my tics would start up so I was forced to disclose and almost immediately I could tell they were no longer interested. I usually did my best to not disclose unless I absolutely had to, but it's hard to explain away tics without explaining what they are.

The "bad ones" also severely impact my chances of keeping any job I do manage to get, because the only way to stop them is to go home. When one of my family members is in charge, they can always find a way to make that happen, but I highly doubt any other employer would be as lenient. It's not usually very frequent, maybe happening once a month, but it's frequent enough to cause trouble. I once had 3 attacks over the course of 4 days and missed almost a week of work. Even with my family member being in charge there I feel I came very close to losing that job. After that I was scheduled less days and less hours each day, which was in part because they were worried, but also presented less opportunity for my tics to act up. That would be fine in a salaried job but I was hourly so I was making barely enough to keep myself afloat.

I've also gone out for disability due to these issues but was denied, so I need to reapply again, and will probably end up having to get a lawyer involved but of course I can't afford that (I've been out of work for almost 6 months and get almost no unemployment bc I was working so little already, so I have no savings 😢) but that is a whole other thing that I might have to do a full post on.

TS and Bullies

This one is sadly a given. If you're different, you will be bullied. I had some kids in high school make me tic on purpose and they apparently recorded it. An adult made them delete the video but I didn't say anything to an adult until my mom found out about a week later. She went to the principal but he said "nothing I can do without proof". This is the same principal who refused to listen to me about my own disability and threatened to not let people walk at graduation if they didn't have a certain number of volunteer hours. Not lying when I say I think this principal just fucking hated me. Found out he got fired like a year or so after I left, possibly due to his treatment of another student with disabilities but I can't say for sure.

I had a lot of issues at my school with my Tourette's, and I went to a school with maaaaaybe 250 students, so I can't even imagine a normal high school. Not to mention like 90% of the student body was either there bc they were previously homeschooled, bullied in their last school, or had disabilities. The teachers were either great or awful (almost no inbetween) and there was a new principal almost every year. I'll talk about the awesome teachers another time (and maybe the bad ones too).

That's all I can think of to really cover today, hopefully if I'm doing well tomorrow I can post some more positive things. Sorry this one is so long and kind of miserable, but thank you for reading! If you have any questions or are just curious about my experiences, feel free to shoot me an ask!

[tic-loud-tic-proud]

This is a response to @z0mbiib0ii because I still have more to say on this topic

[image: a reply from z0mbiib0i. It reads

but what if they need it there because it triggered their tics or something? /genq

/end]

This was on my post where I say that asking a person with TS to put a trigger warning on all their videos is ableist.

I am so tired of being nice to people.

Imagine if you saw a video of an amputee. For whatever reason, you are triggered by seeing amputees. Okay. So, would you ask this person to put a trigger warning on their videos? If you see an amputee in real life, would you ask them to leave your presence because they're triggering you?

Tics can be triggered by literally anything. I get new tics triggered every day - from repeating things I hear, or copying someone's movements, etc. There is no way to avoid having your tics triggered.

So when someone asks me to tag my posts, with "Trigger warning: tics" or "Trigger warning: Tourettes", they are asking me to put a trigger warning on my life. They are asking me that my disability, that I've dealt with for more than a decade, needs to have a warning on it.

Do your tics get worse when you see other people with TS? Cool, same here. But it's not those other people's job to warn you before they show symptoms of a DISABILITY. It is not MY JOB to warn you when I talk about MY DISABILITY.

What will you do when you see people with Tourette Syndrome existing in public? When we're out getting groceries? When we're eating at a restaurant? When you "don't consent" to seeing us? When you don't have the option to scroll past?

When I'm in public, and I see people refuse to look at me, and refuse to talk to me, and pull their children away from me, my first thoughts aren't "Oh, obviously they have tics too". It's "I'm being singled out again. I'm being treated differently. People see my disability before they see me".

Do you know how often I've been told that "people with TS shouldn't be allowed in public"?? In middle and high school, I was made to sit in a tiny, soundproof room. For weeks. Not allowed to see anyone, not allowed to talk to anyone. Because people didn't want to see me, people didn't want to acknowledge me, people didn't want to be "triggered" by me. It is DISRESPECTFUL and INSULTING when the same thing happens on the internet, where you literally have the option to scroll past.

Look, I could not give less of a fuck if someone with TS *chooses* to put trigger warnings on themselves. But when you ASK someone to do that? Seriously? Every single social media website has a block option. Every single social media website has a "scroll past" option. Every single person has a "close the computer/put down the phone" option.

In addition, it is almost always very young teenagers/preteens who ask me to trigger warn my posts. I don't think anyone over the age of 14 has told me that I need to start trigger warning my posts.

I don't care if I sound angry, because I am. It's 2023 and people still don't know how to interact respectfully with disabled people.

[t4tpumpkinduo]

💤 👽 🖕 for cquackity :3? Specifically during nlm?

OK i didn't read the nlm part correctly i thought it said lnv and i don't want to delete everything so you're getting TWO. also i might be mildly dyslexic like genuinely. like this isn't a bit. i need to talk to somebody.

part lnv:

💤 A headcanon about their sleep:

this is canonically backed because he has lines about it but he sleeps in weird intervals!! he pretty much goes until he can't, then power naps n gets right back to it. conking at his desk for like 2hrs, then getting back to paperwork. getting back from the prison and sleeping for 18hrs. leaving in the middle of convos to go nap at the needle for 30mins then rushing somewhere else. whags going on. i also think he can be hard to wake up? for such a paranoid guy. smtimes he has to set like 40 alarms to give his eepy ass half a chance at being resuscitated.

👽 A headcanon about a weird quirk of theirs:

OK this one isn't exactly weird quirk but the reaction around it was ppl thinking it was a weird quirk and i think it's funny. cq tics real and true FOREVER. the guy already talks strangely and says things that have nothing to do with the convo so his tics became easy to read as part of his bit and the ppl around him thought he was just squirky w it. have you seen that tweet tht goes "me and my friends just found out my buddy has tourettes. now i feel bad cuz everytime he shouted 'jacking off' we thought he was being cool and we'd cheer him on.' that was the manburg cabinet. to me. :heart_hands:

🖕 A headcanon relating to anger:

oh this guy is so sososo so rage it's eating him alive. like he's always had issues with being more snippy and argumentative and short fused that he ought to be, and lnv and everything surrounding makes it a million times worse. he can still joke around but he'll be a little too cruel with his jokes and snarky and he snaps at people and his patience evaporates. and i think he tries to control it too! in this weird way, especially when he's infront of people. yk wanting that professional img and maybe hating that he's like that also as well. so he swallows it down and goes home and tears apart rooms and rips at his hair n head and scratches and snarls and bites back screaming like an animal. meltdown style‼️and if that doesn't work why not get another use out of the prison lol. AND FUCK CDRM‼️‼️‼️‼️

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part: nlm

💤 A headcanon about their sleep:

i think the above holds up! he does sleep at weird intervals but it's way more subdued, more normal style. he suffers from insomnia here more specifically however, the worrying abt everything and the paperwork for both nlm and el rapids pass the time during those nights.

👽 A headcanon about a weird quirk of theirs:

being possessed by your dead ex husband is weird as hell!!! you guys remember when he chased ckarl down with an axe and killed him while howling like a wild animal. saying schlattisms talking in a different voice mumbling a pointed "i'm ALIVE" in a church. what are you talking abt bitch. go somewhere w that. and i think it's prevalent i think it influences how he acts. (ofc not in a way that takes away his agency in things that had nothing to do with it he still wanted to execute ppl stupid style constantly tht was ALL him.) maybe he craves meat more sometimes Raw maybe he picks up smoking and wine way more maybe his heartbeat feels like it's two different but matching rhythms in his chest. maybe his wing of the white house is a little colder than everywhere else. i'm sure that doesn't mean anything however.

🖕 A headcanon relating to anger:

mm..i think quackity is very much a righteous anger person he has that in every arc. get mad abt the treatment of the little guy find a target that caused it that deserves it that you have to stop now. i think other aspects of his anger are a smidge easier to control in this arc BECAUSE he had that reasonable outlet. it's okay calm down you can save this for (insert hitlist target here). get back to work BOY. kind of a weird comfort and good redirection for him does tht make sense. he's still yelling at everybody tho the hater grind stops for NOBODY ON THIS EATRTH 💯💥⁉️🔛🔝🗣‼️‼️‼️💥💯

[donnietheterrapin]

my rant (and tmnt hcs) about having tourettes

tourettes grgrgrrggrgrgrggr (tmnt hcs after the cut) i fucking hate having tourettes like my tics arent that severe most of the time but sometimes its fucking debilitating and painful like right now I've hit my head with my wrist so many times my ear hurts and I feel like I'm going to pass out (which I felt like anyways, but now its worse) and I have a headache on top of that so yippiieeeeeeeee I feel so great so good so amazing mhm yep I'm doing SO SO GOOD!!!! /s

ok so headcanons they all have tourettes because I say so Donnie's tics include: shaking his right hand, hitting oneself in the head involuntarily with his palm, clicking his tongue, rolling his eyes back and falling for a second, repeated head and shoulder jerks, and gargled crunchy munchy screams

Mikey's are mainly verbal, and he has really bad echolalia on top of that, so you get a lot of "Yippie!"s and small "fuck!"s. He also has a spitting/blowing out air tic that he absolutely hates

Leo's tics are really minor, but they can get super prevalent during hallucinations. This includes giggling/laughing, tilting her head, and contorting her body to the right (like pulling her hip up, and head down to the right)

Raph has swears for sure. Also punching tics. He also makes "pow"s and funnily enough, fart noises. He's so embarrassed by it that sometimes he will just stay in his room during really bad tic attacks just so his siblings don't hear the "ptbhhbybrbvvv"s of shame

Before any of the turts told Casey they had tics, April was talking about funny stories with the turts, and she started to talk about one time when raph screamed "fuck" so loud that a mom and her kid started looking through the sewer grate into the dojo to see where it had come from, while simultainiously setting off Donnie and Mikey's tics, which also set of Leo's and they just sat in the pit for a few hours, just ticcing and trying to talk to eachother about nonsense to distract them.

Of course, casey didnt know though, so April started to tell the story, but stopped before realizing she couldn't tell Casey the rest without outing the turts as tourettes havers.

Casey was very confused, because april's exact diolog was "And this one time, Raph… uh… nevermind, I can't tell you that one." Casey was curious as always, and tried whining and moping until april would tell him. After she refused a few times, he went to Raph.

"So, april was telling me a story and-" He and raph heard a loud clatter coming from Donnie's room. They were both concerned, and walked into Donnie's room, to see him bent over, grabbing a trash lid he had dropped, repeatedly jerking his head to his left and making a clicking noise with his tongue.

Casey was worried Donnie was having some kind of seizure, and rushed over to check on him. Raph just stood back and went "You g-good don?" (Donnie's tics were starting to effect raph's tic suppression, causing a stutter.) Donnie was like "Yea- click -ah."

Casey was confused, and Donnie, only now processing that Casey was there and was reasonably confused and worried, began to slowly explain what tourettes was to casey.

Casey was confused, never hearing of the disorder in detail before, only online snippets, but was glad that Donnie was ok. He put his hand on top of Donnie's, and thanked him for telling "Casey Jones".

Donnie was confused, but nodded. "Yeah, no problem. Not dying yet!"

Raph butt in, still standing in the doorway, "Oh yeah, Me, Mikey, and Leo have it too." They all have different suppression tactics too.

Donnie takes deep breaths.

Raph stomps and runs in place, shaking his hands near his plastron to "get the tics out".

Mikey shakes his right arm as far away from him as possible.

Leo just wills it away. She takes deep breaths, but she just mentally pushes it away and it helps her a lot.

Donnie was the one who diagnosed them all at 14. Donnie had already had tics for a while but had never researched it, choosing to hide it instead for fear of being seen as "broken" or "uncontrollable", until Leo and Raph started having uncontrollable tic attacks. Donnie then decided that he would research it, and found a wiki article on Tourettes Syndrome that matched up with most if not all of their symptoms. Mikey later developed tics as well, but he developed slightly later in life, Leo and Raph's tics triggering his own. And those are my hcs :)

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

Hello, I'm the anon that spoke about autism, sorry about the asks being so close together, but I just read your response.

I entered the Psychology field to be able to treat patients from a ND's point of view and offer a different brand of understanding and comfort than I've seen myself and a thousand others (especially people who have schizophrenia, Tourette's and DID) be given.

I have a newfound brand of respect for you ( I am clarifying, because text is tricky, that I already respected and quite admired you as it is, it's simply increased) for the response you've provided. Thank you very much.

Autism, even nowadays, has a ton of misconceptions even for professionals who are biased. It is still diagnosed as Asperger's (even though the term has been in disuse and was taking out of the official Psychology term and had the reasoning well explained, due to its disgusting story), and nobody bothers to tell patients about it, or even worse, people don't care enough to know the difference or change their view of it even when told. This, paired with the whole view that Autism is an illness, that vaccines can cause it, and a thousand other misconceptions, make it so even getting a diagnosis becomes detrimental to people getting a job in the future, and so, people become isolated. The way you've immediately pointed out that both children were vastly different even when they were both autistic is heartwarming and it is the reason Autism is an spectrum. Once again, thank you.

Because I have no personal knowledge on your own case, nothing but textbook understanding from my field of study, I won't comment on it, but I agree with you wholeheartedly. Even as someone who does not have to live with it, it is disheartening to have to constantly see, both in cases and in day-to-day life, how any kind of mental illness, neurodivergent, etc, ESPECIALLY Schizophrenia in any capacity, becomes the go-to for shows and movies' killers and bad guys, or is boiled down to either comedic relief and/or something 'quirky'. It seems to never be taken seriously and talked about it maturely, and I despise it. Please, know that at the very least one of your followers is deeply understanding of this and that you should feel free to speak about it without fear of judgement.

You've made a safe space for us, allow us to make a safe space for you too. You're a very kind soul and I wish you the best.

Your writing is wonderful, and you've made me feel incredibly secure and comfortable in reading any other set of headcanons you've made for the rest of the characters (especially Mihawk in this case), because now, thanks to you, I know how they're going to react to my ND and my mind doesn't get to try and be self-detrimental. I know it seems silly, but in a way, you've done something extremely important to change a small part of my life and I sincerely thank you ❤️.

First, please don't feel like you ever have to apologize for asks here, close together or otherwise. I'm always happy to respond when I'm able to.

Second, it's my dream to be able to go into psychology as a profession, for the same reason, to be able to help people with similar problems who are often misdiagnosed and misrepresented.

Third, on autism specifically, the fact that there are STILL people who believe it can be "triggered" by vaccination honestly disgusts me. It's misinformation that leads to people keeping their children from getting protection against potentially deadly illnesses, and as a result potentially exposing other children to said illnesses. Absolute bullshit.

Autism is a fucking mental health disorder. It's not "triggered" by anything. It's also not something to be feared. It's a thing that happens, something that some people are born with and some aren't. The only reason it's more prevalent now than it was in the past, in my opinion, is because neurodivergeant kids in the past were just dismissed as "probelm-children" and given no further attention, so it just wasn't given as much attention in the past. We've come a long way since then, but that ideology does still exist and it frankly disgusts me.

So fourth, I do thank you for your understanding, regarding schizophrenia. There are a lot of people who consider "schizophrenic" synonymous with "psychotic serial killer." Definitely not the case here. As I said in the last post, my main symptoms are auditory hallucinations. Most of my auditory hallucinations revolve around insulting me and making me feel insignificant. It's like there's an army of little goblins that live in my head and exist for the sole sake of second-guessing everything I say and do.

I hate it, but it's what I deal with.

And I don't want anyone else to have to ever deal with that.

I want everyone here to be happy and comfortable.