#tw autism

[cowplant-snacks]

Some days are harder than others.

[leftoverspacedust]

how to soft launch autism to my parents

[natdu]

Once again questioning if I might be autistic

[kiame-sama]

Hello, Can you write more yanChrollo with the newly hijacked and autistic reader? Maybe where the reader is not yet used to Chrollo or the situation, And afraid of him and the rest of the members

I would like to make the reader male but if you prefer to make the reader female then I don't mind at all

I am now in my twenties

Thank you so much

Warnings; yandere, yandere relationship, yandere behavior, autistic reader, male reader, mention of kidnapping, less than pleased reader, tough situations, ficlet (not a fullblown fic), somewhat hurt/comfort,

(Despite being a male reader, still using my own autism as a reference)

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"Why are we just letting him-"

"Don't question Boss. His soulmate, his rules."

"But why the hell is he just letting his soul mate sit in the corner like that?"

You watched them closely as you sat and stared, trying to keep to yourself as best you could. It had been days but you still couldn't bring yourself to relax among the group of people that had so readily grabbed you off the street. They were much more openly curious than Chrollo- the man they had grabbed you for- and clearly did not care if you could hear them or not.

Chrollo, the man that claimed you as his soulmate, had been rather keen on letting you acclimate to him but also keeping you in his sight. Luckily, he did give you some privacy, but he was never too far away from you even when you were out of his sight. Even when you slept you knew he was somewhere nearby and it only made your stress levels rise.

"No sense in upsetting him more than getting him to me had," Chrollo, spoke with a vague grin on his lips, "clearly I just have to learn how to best interact with him, that is all."

"I can hear you."

"I know you can, my darling (Y/n). However, you are not keen on talking, so there is no point in making you talk."

"... But there is a point in taking me from my home?"

Chrollo turned to you now, intentionally blinking in an attempt to come across as less threatening despite how it obviously didn't fool you. Still, he was learning what unsettled you and what was going to keep you calm. Any progress in relaxing you around him was good progress in Chrollo's eyes.

"Yes. As I explained earlier, we are soulmates. You can distrust me as much as you wish, you will eventually never want to leave my side. Soulmates are connected for a reason, Dear."

You just let out a soft humming sound in response to his words, drumming your fingers against your arm idly. Chrollo continued to smile at you despite your lack of response before returning to his book. The other members of the group didn't seem to feel the same way as they continued to glance at you suspiciously from time to time.

The sounds from the outside wre muffled but absolutely enough to occupy you. Not many cars went by, but there were still the various barks of dogs as others passed the abandoned building you were held captive inside of. Despite the sounds, your eyes stayed fixed on the relaxed figure of Chrollo.

The more you stared, the more your situation began to weigh on you. A very faint sting of salty tears burned your eyes as your throat seemed to tighten with distress. When you finally dropped your gaze, you had to hide your face against your arms and you pulled your knees to your chest. The first few tears fell quickly but you tried your best to remain as quiet as possible to not draw attention to your now sensitive state.

It was while you choked back any sounds from escaping that you felt something drape over your shoulders. Whatever it was almost seemed like a blanket and you quickly took to wrapping yourself in the material. The faint brush of fur against your arms brought to mind thoughts of the coat Chrollo always wore and you gathered just what the item was.

A soft sound of movement next to you made you peak one eye past your arms where you hid your face, seeing Chrollo settle an arm's length away from you. He leaned against the wall as he sat- completely topless- and opened his book back to whatever page he had been on. He didn't even glance at you as you stared at him, trying to gauge what he was doing. Without missing a beat, Chrollo spoke in a soft tone to you, the low rumble of his voice somewhat soothing your anxious heart.

"I know it is a frightening time for you. You're somewhere new. Somewhere you don't know very well. It all is so sudden and confusing for you. I understand. Even if you don't trust me now, I still don't wish to bear the thought of you hurting all by yourself."

Chrollo had that grin again, the one where he seemed to be both bemused and patiently waiting. You couldn't tell if you liked that look on him or not.

"You will warm to me eventually. For now, take comfort in the fact I have quite the patience. I can wait as long as I need to until you begin to trust me."

[chrisblr28]

Lapis & Peridot Argue About Autism

Lapis and Peridot weren't exactly a picture perfect couple.

They were a bit different and argued.

A lot.

Today they argued about their autism.

Lapis yelled at Peridot that Peridot was too angry.

Peridot shouted back that Lapis was emotionless.

The couple screamed at each other to shut up then cried in each other's arms promising to love each other despite how different they were.

The gems kissed each other affirming their love.

The End

I wanted to go deeper but I'm no good at writing arguments.

Anyways tomorrow will be the last story centered around autism and then I will reveal the May schedule!

[aquietnerd]

I still think a lot about what the diagnoser of my autism/adhd said in regards to using humour as a shield. Which I agree with to some extent..

But I don't feel all of that is forced or fake. I generally do love to laugh, to make others laugh - there's nothing I love more than a corny meme or a good dad joke. Silly humour makes up a big part of me.

But I suppose there is a tendency to joke as a means to distract attention away from my own distress, or that people won't ask me what's wrong - and I think that's one of the areas I've highlighted in myself that I do need further work on.

Rather than acknowledge any of the 'bad' emotions - anger, sadness, fear and the like - I've unintentionally trained myself to push them down, or divert either someone else or even my own focus on them by using humour instead. Which I guess isn't a hugely terrible coping mechanism, but I do need to work on processing and regulating negative emotions in a healthier way.

[madcatdaderpydrawer-blog]

Lunar doesn’t like certain textures or flashing lights because of sensory issues. Like he has a hard time helping kids zip up a coat if it’s one of those puffy ones because the texture and sound of the coat rubbing on itself bothers him.

[leftoverspacedust]

autistic lesbian who has a set of communication cards attatched to her carabiner