[warcraftmovie]

[smoqueen-deactivated20251108]

this is what it looks like and feels like to eat beef stew

[gothic-candle]

LoL as a vegetarian this doesn't make dead cow sound tastier, but as a former meat eater it is accurate.

[rotclaw]

just found out my boyfriend’s phone can mix emojis

[rotclaw]

[rotclaw]

EXTREMELY important edit

[v-1enna]

[naturallyahoe]

under a tree

he’s under a tree

where is he

he’s under the tree!!

rainbow frog

he’s on a star

[phoenix-reburned]

How did you do that??? Is it an app?

[naturallyahoe]

just realized I said frog instead of turtle and my mistake will forever exist

anyway it’s a thing on gboard

when you type two emojis next to each other (doesn’t work for all)

🐢🌈

this shows up

in some apps it’s just a PNG picture, in some it becomes a sticker!

It only takes two emojis that are next to each other, not three

And when you type an emoji it shows some sticker ideas

🐢

[shiraglassman]

My personal favorite is the avoCATo

Also, check out the absolute abominations that the hot dog emoji turns into….

(every time I send that to someone I start singing “Hot dog sun, won’t you come, and nosh away the rain….” to myself oops)

This is, i am not joking, the result of bunny + bunny. Because of course it is.

[gothic-candle]

🐢🐇

Sadly there is no emoji for lots of turtle bunnies(scorpion turtles, turtle snails, monkey turtle, clown turtle, ECT ECT)

[funnytwittertweets]

[gothic-candle]

Watch a black computer screen, stare at the middle of the screen, and when a white dot appears tap the button.

Yep, this makes soooo much sense. Have trouble paying attention to something that might actually be interesting? Can't focus even if you really want to? Sit down and get tested for ADD! If you aren't easily bored already, stare at a blank screen until something "interesting" happens...oOoOO a white dot!

I don't remember how long I had to sit there....it felt like days

[fandomsandfeminism]

“What? Like, a disabled protagonist? How would that even work? How could someone with a disability be the hero in an action show?” local anime trash boy wonders while sitting next to his box sets of Full Metal Alchemist, showing no hint of irony or self awareness. 

[artifactoftoday-deactivated2018]

but is Ed really disabled? sure I get he lost his arm and leg

but he’s still able to move and do things perfectly

[fandomsandfeminism]

He has prosthetics. Having prosthetic limbs (that more than once break amd need repair) doesnt make him not disabled

[ladyloveandjustice]

It should also be noted that Ed:

-had to undergo very painful surgery to get automail

-had to relearn how to write because of his prosthesis (there’s a post going around showing he had to switch hands etc) and his handwriting is likely a lot worse due to that. This means automail isn’t super good for delicate work, unsurprising, considering what it’s made of. 

-experiences phantom limb pain and therefore other associated stuff (this was only really shown in the manga)

-cannot go anywhere too cold without changing his automail or he’ll get really bad frost bite and it will stop working

-cannot go anywhere too hot, period, because the metal attached and under his skin will overheat and he will be badly burned

-Reattachment is painful, but needs to be done frequently if he breaks or outgrows his automail

- it’s HEAVY so much so that the strain has the potential to cause stress on his body, enough that it’s even theorized as possibly stunting his growth.

-it requires regular maintenance or it will break down, as shown when he forgets to do that and it…breaks down

-when it does need to be repaired, it takes time to do that, during which Ed uses regular prosthetics (that usually don’t quite fit him).

-costs a lot of money (not a problem for Ed due to high state alchemist salary/having mechanics as surrogate family, but explicitly noted to being the reason why most people in the fmaverse stick to regular prosthetics along with the painful surgery)

So Ed can’t actually do everything perfectly and experiences a lot of extra hassle, problems and pain people without automail don’t have to deal with!  And any advantages he does have are more suited to fighting than day to day life (being able to incorporate weapons/fake out people who want to blow up his arm). 

Arakawa did her research and thought it through. Automail is by no means a magic cure that solves all problems associated with losing a limb.

[cruisinforarubberman]

I’m kinda sad these two might not count.

[fandomsandfeminism]

Why wouldn’t they? Hiccup is missing a leg

[cruisinforarubberman]

But he doesn’t struggle.

[fandomsandfeminism]

Disability isn’t defined by” struggle” or suffering. Having a useful prosthetic doesn’t make them not disabled. Get the fuck out of here with that. 

[ultravioletcrumble]

DISABILITY ISN’T DEFINED BY SUFFERING OR STRUGGLE

[lovethemfiercely]

I will also point out (quietly, because that last point was SO important) that choosing not to show it on screen does not necessarily indicate a lack of either adaptation or difficulty.  It might simply be none of our business.

[saturninefeline-deactivated2019]

Reblogging for that last comment…it’s really creepy how voyeuristic people act about it sometimes. Just because you don’t see it doesn’t mean they’re not struggling…and their apparent struggle or lack thereof isn’t what “grants” them disabled status. It’s the fact of having a disability.

[barlowstreet]

Also that’s just… not true. Hiccup DOES struggle sometimes and there’s a couple instances of them showing it. The Christmas special Gift of the Night Fury (which I am not even kidding, is canon, they reference it in the third movie) shows him having trouble on ice (you know, metal leg) and the movies do occasionally show him having a little trouble getting around.

A struggle because of a disability doesn’t have to be the most extreme thing. It can be a little extra annoyance that just makes things a little harder, or makes someone not able to do things like others would. Like a movie not having captions so a Dead/HoH person can’t watch it.

[noping-out-deactivated20241117]

“But they have functional prosthetics so are they really disabled?”

Do you know the definition of the word disabled. Have you ever looked up what a disability is.

What the fuck is even happening here.

[mistakescontinuetobemade]

Hey, you wanna know what another incredibly common disability is?

Glasses.

And yet they are ubiquitous. Glasses are relatively inexpensive, and there are opticals everywhere.

No one pities or tries to suggest that myopic or presbiopic people don’t actually need their glasses. No one says they should “toughen up” or “try yoga” to fix their vision. People with glasses aren’t asked “what happened” to them by strangers on the street.

Needing prescription glasses is the gold standard of how all disabilities should be treated.

So, why aren’t they?

[gothic-candle]

Exactly! People use to be made fun of for having glasses but now so many people have glasses it's normalized.

People ask "why do you have ____(disability accomodation)?"

And people use to ask this about why a person was wearing glasses. Enough people have blunt, duh because they help me see responses and finally the culture changed so glasses are totally fine and people with perfect vision wear them for fashion.

If people started using other disability aids as fashion it would piss people off, but that's how far glasses have come in short history.

[justcatposts]

He adores being vacuumed. As soon as I bring the vacuum out he will run up and lie next to me in anticipation of his spa day. 

(Source)

[never-skip-second-breakfast]

Who’s the genius who came up with this and where do I become their friend?

[gothic-candle]

I remember the idea of this was told as a joke when I was kid. Nobody actually expected a cat to get vacuumed, it was just a funny image.

It seems like that happens a lot now. People don't just say "oh wouldn't it be cool if you could. . ." People actually go and build stuff!

[lordtableshark]

[gothic-candle]

This is actually a really good way to describe social communication misunderstandings between different neurotypes.

Person A does something.

Person B doesn't understand why so they create a reason.

The player thinks the fox is leading them to treasure. The fox isn't but everybody is happy with the fox when something good happens, even though the fox is doing it's own thing that has nothing to do with "finding treasure"

A neurotypical/neurodivegent don't know the background thought process behind the other brain type.

Everybody says "the fox led me to treasure!" But what if the fox led you to an area of the map that had high level MOBs?

Players would have come up with lore that the fox is in league with the bad guys.

[fickes]

also it helps me walk or whatever

[ID: a digitally drawn two-panel comic. / Image 1: Text reads: “How I expected using a cane would feel:” Panel depicts a miserable person in tattered clothes, hunched over a cane and shaking as she walks. / Image 2: Text reads: “How it actually feels:” Panel depicts the same person, now standing tall and wearing flowing wizard robes and a long white beard. Her cane is at her side, glowing with magic, and she looks confident and powerful. /End ID]

[noping-out-deactivated20241117]

Ooooh, can you do one for wheelchairs except it’s a throne? Because I definitely feel like I’m cruising around on a throne.

[sonneillonv-deactivated20220218]

How I think a wheelchair will make me feel:

How my wheelchair actually makes me feel:

[noping-out-deactivated20241117]

That’s it! That’s it exactly!

[goofygargoyle]

I haven’t gotten a wheelchair yet (blargh hoops) but I’ve rented and used scooters at places and

how you think it’d feel:

how it actually feels:

[catboy-changeling]

If I may add,

How I thought forearm crutches would make me feel:

How forearm crutches actually make me feel:

[noping-out-deactivated20241117]

[ID2: A woman sitting in a wheelchair at an airport looking at something in her lap vs a video game character with purple hair leaning back casually while flying around in a throne-like one-person open craft.

ID3: An old man on a mobility scooter vs a person in racing gear and a helmet whizzing by on a four wheeler.

ID4: A person with forearm crutches staring off into the sunset vs an anime character standing on rock outcrop wielding two swords.]

[youngchronicpain]

This!!!!! This is what young disabled people should be exposed to. We are powerful! Fantastic! Hot and cool as hell!!!! Use your mobility aid and discover your inner badass.

[star-anise]

Abled people tend to think of mobility aids as alternatives to being perfectly abled. In reality, they’re alternatives to not being able to fucking walk. Like, imagine hobbling around when every step is painful and crossing the street feels like jumping the Grand Canyon, and then you strap on an exoskeleton–or even better, a jet pack.

NYOOOM.

[gothic-candle]

The inability to walk is not the problem. The problem is being unable to get from point A to point B. Add a mobility aid and there is no problem getting from point A to point B.

With Autism and invisible disabilities it's more difficult to paint a picture, but it's the same thing. Autistics often get chastised for doing things "wrong" but are really just doing it differently. A wheelchair user rolls, an Autistic rocks! :)

[anexperimentallife]

[gothic-candle]

During school I got in trouble with my teachers by actually knowing history.

Nothing more annoying than a grade school Autistic who's special interest is history.

When i told them the truth they called my mom, who confirmed that it was them who was teaching history wrong.

[gothic-candle]

Bus driver: no dogs allowed.

Me:*holds up a laminated card which explains my dog is a service dog*

Bus driver: *refuses to read card* you cannot bring a dog on the bus.

Me:*wiggles the card trying to get him to read it.*

Bus driver: I need you to step off the bus.

Boyfriend: *grabs the card from my hand, puts it directly in front of of the drivers face* She’s a service dog. You have to let her on, it’s the law.

Bus Driver: is it a service dog?

Me: *takes back card, holds card up for driver to read*

Bus Driver: you need to say it.

Boyfriend: what?

Bus Driver: Vests and certificates are not legal proof, she has to answer the two questions verbally: is it a service dog and what is it trained to do?

Boyfriend:*shouts* that’s what the card answers! She doesn’t have to say it! *Reads card out loud*

Bus Driver: *allows us to ride the bus.*

[autistic-angel]

Holy fuck. Stop treating disabled people this way and stop pretending the ADA optional questions are mandatory. You ableist shithead.

[fairytalepsuedonym-deactivated2]

They’re mandatory. You have to ajswer those questions if the perspn in charge of letting you in somewhere ask them. They don’t HAVE to ask them. But they should to conver their asses so they don’t unitnentioanlly allow an agressive non service animal dog in the buidling and vause harm tona real service dog. She is under no obligation to verbally respond. But she does have to ANSWER.

[autistic-angel]

I meant that they’re not required to ask them

[fairytalepsuedonym-deactivated2]

Yes but once they’re asked the swrvice dog handler IS required to answer them.(in whatever way works for them if verbally isn’t an option.)

[autistic-angel]

They literally showed the card. They DID answer. He didn’t listen!

[gothic-candle]

@waywardasshole @doctacanis @askadventuresoftheflies @fairytalepsuedonym @autistic-angel

I haven't been on Tumblr for a while and I return to find a bit of drama lol :p

The card simply has the ADA text about service dogs printed on it. In theory it's a quick useful tool for when people ask me about my dog. It gives them the answers to the only questions they are allowed to ask.

These questions are by the book and must be phrased a certain way(i live in the USA) which means I don't have to reveal information about myself: I just have to say what the dog's training is but I don't have to discuss myself or my disability.

This seems confusing to people but the purpose of the questions isn't to vet me, but my dog.

Now my personnel opinion is that all well behaved dogs should be allowed public access: even service dogs can and should be kicked out for bad behavior. It's my job as a dog owner to ensure her good behavior, and indeed once I rushed the morning routine and had to clean up a small mess on the floor of Walmart, I was very embarrassed as well I should be. It was my fault.

The card, or the vest, or (honestly my word) "certificates" don't count in themselves, they are supposed to be flags telling people that my dog isn't going to rip their toddler in half(though being a Chihuahua she'd have difficulty i think :p )

People lie and go against the law everyday and I wish it didn't have to be an issue.

I can answer the questions any way I want, any way that works to communicate my dog is a service dog. Sometimes I'm hyper verbal, sometimes I'm completely nonverbal, and other times I'm other ways.

Disability is based on what I can do today. Each day brings new stimuli and adventure and on a bad day a "high functioning Autistic" isn't functional at all.

[gothic-candle]

War isn't "beautiful" as Trump recently said. It's damaging.

I nominate Ira Hayes be honored in the renaming of a military base because his story shows what war really is and how it effects people. Trauma isn't beautiful. We shouldn't want war, to think fighting is "beautiful" what is wrong with this country?

"The Ballad Of Ira Hayes"- lyrics sung by Johnny Cash.

Ira Hayes,

Ira Hayes

[CHORUS:]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes

He won't answer anymore

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian

Nor the Marine that went to war

Gather round me people there's a story I would tell

About a brave young Indian you should remember well

From the land of the Pima Indian

A proud and noble band

Who farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land

Down the ditches for a thousand years

The water grew Ira's peoples' crops

'Till the white man stole the water rights

And the sparklin' water stopped

Now Ira's folks were hungry

And their land grew crops of weeds

When war came, Ira volunteered

And forgot the white man's greed

[CHORUS:]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes

He won't answer anymore

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian

Nor the Marine that went to war

There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill,

Two hundred and fifty men

But only twenty-seven lived to walk back down again

And when the fight was over

And when Old Glory raised

Among the men who held it high

Was the Indian, Ira Hayes

[CHORUS:]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes

He won't answer anymore

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian

Nor the Marine that went to war

Ira returned a hero

Celebrated through the land

He was wined and speeched and honored; Everybody shook his hand

But he was just a Pima Indian

No water, no crops, no chance

At home nobody cared what Ira'd done

And when did the Indians dance

[CHORUS:]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes

He won't answer anymore

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian

Nor the Marine that went to war

Then Ira started drinkin' hard;

Jail was often his home

They'd let him raise the flag and lower it

like you'd throw a dog a bone!

He died drunk one mornin'

Alone in the land he fought to save

Two inches of water in a lonely ditch

Was a grave for Ira Hayes

[CHORUS:]

Call him drunken Ira Hayes

He won't answer anymore

Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian

Nor the Marine that went to war

Yeah, call him drunken Ira Hayes

But his land is just as dry

And his ghost is lyin' thirsty

In the ditch where Ira died

[gothic-candle]

neurotypical: *needs some emotional support from a friend*

Autistic friend: *tells a past personal story that is similar to what their friend is going through now in order to show they care and are trying to understand.*

neurotypical: *misinterprets intention* Why do you always have to talk about yourself? You're so self centered!

Autistic friend: *doesn't understand how they were being self centered for trying to make their friend feel better.*

disabled person: *doesn't need emotional support at the moment, they are just living their normal life and are doing okay*

neurotypical/abled bodied: *tells a story about how they had a situation where they were temporarily disabled and how difficult it was*

disabled person: I didn't request your pity! Stop viewing me as a tragedy! You are so self centered!

neurotypical/abled bodied: *doesn't view talking about themselves as self centered, gets offended at the accusation.*

why is it only rude when we do it?

[dark-magician-girl-meets-world]

We often associate the Fae with autistic people, but consider:  -Follows complicated laws of politeness and expects you to as well -Responds in disproportionate ways if mildly upset -Expects things of you without communicating them -Mostly interact with each other but will occasionally have a single friend who’s not one of them  -An intense social life evidenced by many spots they congregate in  -Little regard for people’s boundaries around time spent with them  -Very ready to share food with you  ….I think the Fae are actually neurotypical?

[tthirdmember]

does any other autistic person out here find a big amount of comfort in weird speech patterns/talking 'differently' or 'wrong'?

honestly ive just been sitting here thing about using "A Deity!" as an exclamation and talking about myself in third person (IE "could it have some water?") and being like "god i wish i could talk like this and not be treated like trash" for the past. like. 30 minutes

\\NEUROTYPICALS DON'T CLOWN ON THIS POST//

[gothic-candle]

When I was younger I had Shakespeare as a special interest. Saying stuff like "what time be it?" Got some strange looks from my teachers, but it's just as "correct" as "is"

[minutia-r]

Imagine a fae who is just so mad about the idea of lying, like, I have spent a thousand years studying the subtle arts of deceit, weaving my spells of glamour and misdirection, and you, human, can just stand there and

say things 

that aren’t true

[gothic-candle]

So… Faes are Autistic? We spend our entire lives trying to understand the neurotypical social norms… Which are all about knowing when and how to lie.

[neurotypical-karen]

You Joke but the changeling mythos of “parents have what seems to be a healthy normal child but around the two-year mark they start to act Weird and Different. Must have been replaced by the fae!” was most likely based on autistic people.

[gothic-candle]

I wasn't joking.

[minutia-r]

Imagine a fae who is just so mad about the idea of lying, like, I have spent a thousand years studying the subtle arts of deceit, weaving my spells of glamour and misdirection, and you, human, can just stand there and

say things 

that aren’t true

[gothic-candle]

So. . . Faes are Autistic? We spend our entire lives trying to understand the neurotypical social norms. . . Which are all about knowing when and how to lie.

[viralfrog]

[geekinglikeaboss]

gods i fucking cried

[twerkstallion]

This part stood out to me especially

[athena1138]

This is really important, especially now during the holidays. You owe nothing to nobody if they make you uncomfortable.

[gothic-candle]

Simply leaving a situation is often the only solution, however Neurodivergents are often forced to stay. . . Until stress levels cause us to "make a scene"

Yep! Fuck you, I was nice before!

But they don't remember I was nice before. They only remember how I went into a blind panic trying so desperately to escape whatever was making me so uncomfortable.

So next time someone is telling you they can't can't deal with something please listen.

[yeehawmaggie-deactivated2022121]

Invincible- a “special” story.

(Trigger warning- use of the word r*tard, mention of the Paris terrorist attacks)

I am 6 years old, sitting in my 1st-grade classroom.

I am proud today.

I am not proud many days. This is new. This is something big.

I learnt to spell a word, all by myself.

I turn around and tell my teacher,

“ I learnt to spell team last night! T-E-A-M team!”

She frowns at me.

“Maggie, time is T-I-M-E. You spelt team”

“I know, Mrs.D! T-E-A-M team!”

She shakes her head.

“Class, tell Maggie how to spell time”

As I turn around, a boy kicks the back of my chair.

He whispers to me,

“Stupid”

I am angry. I said team which is T-E-A-M not time no because that is T-I-M-E time and I said team and I know I did but they don’t.

So I believe him.

I am 8 years old, standing in the gym.

My gym teacher puts me up at the green line, the other 3rd graders behind me on the blue. He guides my hands to hit the ball. 

I miss, my classmates laugh at me. 

He pats my head and leads me to the bench.

I notice how he doesn’t help any of the other kids, 

how they stay on the blue,

 how they don’t miss 

and hit the volleyball perfectly.

He asks me if I want to try again.

I shake my head.

I am upset. No one else goes up in front and no one else needs help and no one else misses the ball every time and no one else goes to special time in the resource room and no one else is ‘different’.

Just me.

A girl whispers in my ear.

“Idiot”

I walk away.

I am 10 years old, in the middle of the hallway.

I tell my 5th-grade teacher that I was diagnosed with ADHD and Dyspraxia over the weekend.

He nods.

At the end of the period, my work is not done ( i was having a panic attack in the bathroom. I think my father is going to die because he is in Paris and there were bad people with bombs in Paris last week and now he is going to get blown up or shot because this is what 2015 is now)

My teacher tells the classroom

“many of you did not hand in your work. you will all have detention”

He sees me put my hand up.

“it does not matter that you have ADHD, Margaret. Do your work”

When I leave the classroom to go to my speech therapy, i hear the whispers and mocks of my peers for the millionth time.

“Baby”

“Gay”

“W-w-what are you going to do, w-w-wetard? gonna go cry? ”

I do.

I am newly 12 years old, sitting beside a boy who won’t leave me alone.

My middle schooler instincts are telling me to punch him.

I don’t- I can’t make a fist with my stupid fucking fingers.

“Your writing is so messy, even a baby can write better than you. Are you disabled? You look like you are”

I am.

I don’t say that.

I’ve stopped talking- I have barely talked since that day in 1st grade, when I learnt I was ‘stupid’.

I know my handwriting looks like two chickens did the cha cha slide across the paper.

I know that I’ll never be able to fly a plane,

 Or fire a gun,

Or say big words without stuttering. 

It seems the world whispers to me,

“Dumbass”

I am 14 years old. This time, however, I’m on my bed.

Many things have changed.

I can say team (And spell it too)

I can hit a volleyball (Not well, but I can try)

My dad is not dead (I just said goodnight to him)

I can make a fist (I have been kickboxing for 2 years)

I am talking again ( I have found out that I do have things to say)

I have friends (I have many. In fact, I had two sleepovers last week)

I have a girlfriend (Those kids were right about one thing.)

I am sitting on my bed and I am typing what you are reading.

I am not a stupid, idiotic, retarded dumbass.

I never was.

It didn’t take much for me to realize that- it took a kind person and a math equation and a character on Doctor Who and a computer.

I am neurodivergent.

I still go to the special class. I still attend therapy. 

I am not bullied anymore- it just went away.

Or maybe it didn’t.

I don’t notice.

I don’t care.

I am so very very smart and I know it.

I whisper to myself,

“Invincible“

I am.

[gothic-candle]

I'm so glad the internet has allowed for the next generation of Neurodivergents to not be isolated.