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hey you look really cute today

april fools you look cute everyday keep it up 

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Autistic Shakespeare:

“Shall I compare thee to a sensory blanket? Thou art most lovely and temperate.”

“Romeo, O Romeo, wherefore is thine father the head of Autism $peaks?”

“Alas, with a flap, I stim.”

“To stim or not to stim. That is the question. To which the answer is yes, always.”

“Do you bite your necklace at me, good sir?”

“Alas, poor Yorick, he stimmed quite well.”

“Double, double, toil and trouble. Stim and watch the cauldron bubble.”

“Out, damned puzzle piece. OUT, I SAY!”

“By the pricking of mine thumbs, something wicked this way comes. *Autism $peaks enters.*”

“Hell is empty, and all the puzzle pieces are here!”

@ Autism $peaks/anti-vaxxers/etc,. “A rose by any other name would smell less bullshitty than thine do.”

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you don’t even need any factual backup to headcanon a character as autistic tbh. they don’t need to have whatever you consider to be “common autistic traits”. if an autistic person wants to headcanon a character as autistic because they identify with that character, or because it makes them feel good, or for whatever reason, let them.

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Allow yourself to be a beginner. No one starts off being excellent.

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This may just be my experience as an autistic person, but the kids I’ve nannied whose parent’s complain of ‘bad awful in cooperative selfish autistic behavior’ are… Not like that? At all?

Like, for example, I cared for a kid for a while who was nonverbal and didn’t like being touched. Around six years old? Their parent said that they were fussy and had a strict schedule, and that they had problems getting them to eat. Their last few nannies had quit out of frustration.

So, I showed up. And for the first little while, it was awkward. The kid didn’t know me, I didn’t know them, you know how it is. And for the first… Day and a half, maybe? I fucked up a few times.

I changed their diaper and they screamed at me. I put the TV off and they threw things. Not fun, but regular upset kid stuff.

Next time, I figured, hell, I wouldn’t like being manhandled and ordered around either. Who likes being physically lifted out of whatever it is they’re doing and having their pants yanked off? Fucking few, that’s who.

Next time, I go, ‘hey, kiddo. You need a new diaper?’ and check. ‘I’m gonna go grab a new one and get you clean, okay?’ ‘Wanna find a spot to lay down?’ ‘Alright, almost done. Awesome job, thanks buddy’.

I learned stuff about them. They liked a heads up before I did anything disruptive. They didn’t mind that I rattled of about nothing all day. They didn’t like grass or plastic touching their back. They were okay with carpets and towels. They liked pictionary, and the color yellow, and fish crackers, and painting. They didn’t look me in the face (which was never an issue- I hate that too, it fucking sucks) but I never had reason to believe that they were ignoring me.

Once I learned what I was doing wrong, everything was fine. Did they magically “”“become normal”“” and start talking and laughing and hugging? No, but we had fun and had a good time and found a compromise between what I was comfortable with and what they were comfortable with. (For the record, I didn’t magically sailor-moon transform into a socially adept individual, either. In case anyone was wondering.)

I don’t like eye contact. It’s distracting and painful and stresses me out.

They didn’t like eye contact either.

Is eye contact necessary to communication? No. So we just didn’t do it.

Was there ever a situation where I HAD to force them to drop everything and lay down on the lawn? No. So the thirty second warning came into play, and nobody died.

“But they never talked!”

No, they didn’t. And they didn’t know ASL, and they didn’t like being touched.

So you know what happened?

My third day in, they tugged on my shirt. ‘Hey monkey, what’s up?’ I asked. And they tugged me towards the kitchen. ‘oh, cool. You hungry?’. They raised their hands in an ‘up’ gesture. ‘you want up? Cool.’ and I lifted them up. They pointed to the fridge. I opened it. They grabbed a juice box out of the top shelf, and pushed the door closed again. ‘oh sweet, grape is the best. You are an individual of refined taste.’ I put them down and they went back to their room to play Legos.

“But they didn’t say please or thank you!” “But you should be teaching them communication skills!” “But!” Lalalalala.

1. The entire interaction was entirely considerate and polite. I was never made uncomfortable. I was made aware of the problem so that I could help them solve it. There was no mess, no tears, no bruises, no shouting.

2. Did my brain collapse into a thousand million fragments of shattered diamond dust out of sheer incomprehension? No? Then their communication skills were fine. Goal realized, solution found, objective complete. They found the most simple and painless way to communicate the situation and then did it.

Kids are not stupid. AUTISTIC kids are not stupid.

I’m willing to bet real cash money that the real reason the last few nannies had quit had a million times more to do with their own ability to cope, not the kid’s.

To this day, that was the most relaxed and enjoyable job I’ve ever had.

And I know I don’t speak for everyone. All kids are different. All adults are different. But in my time and experience, pretty much 95% of all my difficulties with children come from ME not being understanding enough. Every single “problem child” I’ve worked with turned out to be a pretty cool person once I started figuring out how to put my ego aside and let them set the pace.

Again, not speaking universally, here. I’m just saying. Sometimes social rules are bullshit, you know? People are people

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I hate sports and I usually don’t care who wins or loses, but as an autistic person, France winning the World Cup genuinely bothers me. 

France is one of the most nationalist countries in the world. They even refuse to learn other languages because they think they’re so great. And now they have yet another excuse to jerk off and celebrate their blind nationalism.

Meanwhile, French autistic children are being forcefully removed from their parents and shoved into freezers. Some of them has died in these freezers. The ones who survived has been forced to live in shitty psych wards for the rest of their lives. French autistic children are not allowed in public school and the vast majority of autistic adults are unemployed because of job discrimination.

This shit is happening because France is too blinded by nationalism to question their own government. And now France is being celebrated more than ever before. Their nationalism is growing even stronger.

This… worries me.

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Reminder to non-autistic people:

You have NO RIGHT to divulge someone’s status as autistic without their permission.

I work at an ice cream shop, and a father came in with his daughter. I complimented her butterfly pants (they were really cute pants!) and she didn’t respond. Which was fine. Maybe she didn’t hear me. I don’t care. As the father’s paying, he says to me, “I’m sorry she didn’t respond to you. She’s autistic.”

I tell him that I wasn’t offended, and that I’m autistic too, hoping that maybe he’ll back off. Instead, he goes “Oh, she’s not like you, she’s… Non-conversational autistic.” Obviously trying not to say “low-functioning” or maybe ever “r*tarded.”

And let me just say, there were so many things wrong with that interaction. It was none of my business whether or not his daughter was autistic. None of my business at all. The only reason I should know is if she tells me.

Don’t be an ass to your autistic friends and family. Don’t go around giving out their personal information to perfect strangers.

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Ah, that's so cool!

Not being able to tell when people are making fun of me has made me both more confident and more paranoid

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“If autism isn’t caused by environmental factors and is natural why didn’t we ever see it in the past?”

We did, except it wasn’t called autism it was called “Little Jonathan is a r*tarded halfwit who bangs his head on things and can’t speak so we’re taking him into the middle of the cold dark forest and leaving him there to die.”

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not to start #drama but can u let autistic and autistic coded characters exist without constantly saying theyre ace especially if your not autistic

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empathy can be learned… people gotta stop justifying being assholes with “i have low empathy” like its just not acceptable. learn to be nice to people. grow up.

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People on Tumblr: Bullying autistic people is wrong. I don’t know who would do something like this.

Also People on Tumblr:

*makes fun of users who don’t recognise fake/prank news articles*

*makes fun of users who can’t spot sarcasm in writing*

*makes fun of users with ‘cringey’ interests*

*makes fun of users who write or phrase things oddly*

*makes fun of users who treat jokes seriously*

*makes fun users who post obsessively about the same thing*

*makes fun of users for the exact same autistic traits autistic people are bullied for offline all the time*

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Dystopian novels: only the strong survive.

Me reading dystopian fiction growing up and internalizing the message in the narrative: there’s no place for me in this world, I’d be dead the moment the regime took hold. I’m not strong enough. I couldn’t stand the suffering. Maybe the narrative is right. Maybe only the strong survive.

Me now as an adult getting ready to rip the pin from the grenade with my teeth and brandishing a molotov cocktail in the other hand: IF I GO DOWN I’M TAKING YOU MOTHER FUCKERS WITH ME, BRING IT ON IF YOU THINK YOUR HARD ENOUGH. YOU THINK YOU’RE SCARY? MY IMMUNE SYSTEM IS EATING ITSELF AND I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE. COME GET SOME

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having hyper-empathy isn’t inherently good and having hypo-empathy isn’t inherently bad. 

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Crowdfunding a coping tool for everyone. Yes: Everyone.

Introducing Koax Cards, your new tool to avoid social interaction, awkward idleness, or to look busy while doing nothing at all. Designed by an autistic person who was tired of feeling like they had nothing to do while in public, these cards entertain and distract your eye while you’re waiting, bored, or simply doing nothing. There are a lot of lulls coming up this summer and this is a simple, easy, cheap way to fill the void. 

They are based on the autistic behavior stimming – self-stimulation – and come in five engaging styles: follow the arrows, pareidolic circles, count the dots, pareidolic curves, and count the lines.

“Koax-Koax” is the verbal stim the creator uses to concentrate when they drew the designs, so the name in and of itself is a tool for relief. They’re helpful to autistic people, those with social anxiety or ADHD, or anyone who’s ever been in public and had nothing to do. They are business sized and blank on the back, allowing for discretion. You can trace the shapes with your eyes, connect the dots, find the faces, or do anything else you can imagine. They grab no attention but yours.

PREORDERS FROM ETSY ARE UP NOW TO CROWDFUND THE FIRST BATCH OF 200.  Click this link to receive your pack of all five for just $5 including shipping. You probably already have an empty space in your wallet that’ll fit them perfectly.

@emostiims @luminolstims @rainbow-static @fidgeteen @stimtoybox @stimmingandsmiling @stim-trash @fuzzstim @asdpositivity @autiplants @neurowonderful @mbscully @bi-writer 

Please reblog even if you can’t buy! I, the creator of Koax Cards, was evicted for being autistic, and this is a culmination of months of work for a coping tool for everyone, neurotypicals and divergents alike. For autistic people, this is a great way to stim discreetly in public, and for everyone else, this is a much-needed piece of equipment to fill idle moments.

TL;DR : LINK

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reminder: we have to continue bothering freeform and netflix, if we want to save shadowhunters we can not give up, we can do it!!!

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Crowdfunding a coping tool for everyone. Yes: Everyone.

Introducing Koax Cards, your new tool to avoid social interaction, awkward idleness, or to look busy while doing nothing at all. Designed by an autistic person who was tired of feeling like they had nothing to do while in public, these cards entertain and distract your eye while you’re waiting, bored, or simply doing nothing. There are a lot of lulls coming up this summer and this is a simple, easy, cheap way to fill the void. 

They are based on the autistic behavior stimming – self-stimulation – and come in five engaging styles: follow the arrows, pareidolic circles, count the dots, pareidolic curves, and count the lines.

“Koax-Koax” is the verbal stim the creator uses to concentrate when they drew the designs, so the name in and of itself is a tool for relief. They’re helpful to autistic people, those with social anxiety or ADHD, or anyone who’s ever been in public and had nothing to do. They are business sized and blank on the back, allowing for discretion. You can trace the shapes with your eyes, connect the dots, find the faces, or do anything else you can imagine. They grab no attention but yours.

PREORDERS FROM ETSY ARE UP NOW TO CROWDFUND THE FIRST BATCH OF 200.  Click this link to receive your pack of all five for just $5 including shipping. You probably already have an empty space in your wallet that’ll fit them perfectly.

@emostiims @luminolstims @rainbow-static @fidgeteen @stimtoybox @stimmingandsmiling @stim-trash @fuzzstim @asdpositivity @autiplants @neurowonderful @mbscully @bi-writer 

Please reblog even if you can’t buy! I, the creator of Koax Cards, was evicted for being autistic, and this is a culmination of months of work for a coping tool for everyone, neurotypicals and divergents alike. For autistic people, this is a great way to stim discreetly in public, and for everyone else, this is a much-needed piece of equipment to fill idle moments.

TL;DR : LINK