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clownrecess · 1 year
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I want to talk about Pablo.
Pablo is a childrens show with autistic characters, and an autistic cast. I love Pablo, it's a really good show in my opinion, and I really relate to a few of the characters.
However, I do have a few issues with it. The main one being that Pablo is nonspeaking, but in his imagination, in his ideal world that he's made, he isn't. This really bothers me because it portrays being nonspeaking as being a less good scenario than being speaking, and it isn't. There is no better way to communicate, oral speech isnt superior.
The other is that llama (who is actually my favorite character) is fully nonspeaking besides echolalia, but her voice actor isn't. Llamas voice actor is fully speaking (the last time I checked anyway. Its sort of hard to find information.) and whilst I am super glad all the actors are autistic, I do wish they at least used a semispeaking or a nonspeaking echolalia using person.
Now I want to talk about the good parts, because as I said I do really like this show.
All the actors are autistics, and that is FANTASTIC. I am super tired of us being represented by allisitics, so that was super nice to see.
It has representation of tons of different types of autistics, and shows us as unique people (or in this case animals ^^ ) rather than emotionless copies of eachother.
And finally, it made me feel like I was being represented. It made me feel seen. I related to multiple characters in multiple ways and that was so so nice to finally see someone like me.
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toastedstims · 9 months
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A Temmie stimboard with physical and slime stims for anon!!!
🦋🌈🦋|🌈🌈|🦋🌈🦋
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gillipopmoji · 5 months
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shibasparklez · 2 years
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This new sweatshirt makes me sooooo stimmy it’s crazy. I love flapping my hands with the long sleeves!!! 💖✨✨✨✨
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snc-bliz · 2 years
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some flappy hands!! in happy, neutral, angry, upset, and crying!
image id [[ 5 pale yellow emojis with two hands flapping up and down with 5 different emotions. the first one has closed eyes up turned, happy. the second has normal closed eyes, neutral. closed eyes with furrowed eyebrows and a frowning face, angry. closed eyes pointing down and upturned eyebrows and a frown, upset. the last one is identical the the upset one but with tears.]] end image id
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zombiestims · 2 years
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Another Texas stimboard cause he’s my fave
🖤 ❤️ 🖤 . ❤️ 🦏 ❤️ . 🖤 ❤️ 🖤
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rozugold · 7 months
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Needed to share this because it keeps making me cackle
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jesterwriting · 6 months
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jester dear!! I had an idea, had some thoughts about it, and if you want you can make a drabble or a one shot, is really up to you.I heard an audio from tktk, that had some hurt/comfort?? So, maybe you could write a Law/Crocodile/Sanji/literally anyone you would like, the dialogue is like:
Character A: I'll take care of you.
Character B: Its wrotten work.
Character A: Not to me. Not if its you.
Hope that gives you an inspiration, I really just kinda want you to write something to have fun and all, but if not, totally fine, art has a strange way to present itself in our lifes, hope ya day/afternoon/evening is good, and remember to rest and eat a little!!!
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pairing: sanji x reader & law x reader (separate)
contents: reader is depressed in sanjis, sleepy law, fluff, hurt/comfort
word count: 1.1k words
note: OH MY GOD I LOVE THE ROTTEN WORK QUOTE. literally got your request and had to run in circles for a second. i only did sanji and law, though i would be open to doing crocodile another time >:3 those two just came to me the easiest right now. thank you so much for your request! i seriously loved it <33
playlist: tire swing by kimya dawson
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“Black Leg” Sanji
For some reason, you haven't been doing very well lately. Maybe it was the weather, or maybe it was because the sun was setting earlier than usual. You didn’t know. You didn’t care. The only thing you knew was that you were tired. It was getting ridiculous how exhausted even the simplest tasks made you. Eating shouldn’t leave you a husk, crawling back to your bed with a trail of slime in your wake. It had been a week since you last showered, and you were sure you stank to high heaven. Your hair sat odd on your scalp, greasy and unbecoming.
You let out a heavy sigh and buried your face deeper into your pillow. Another thing you needed to wash. At this rate, you’d get pimples, then you would look as gross as you felt.
Light flooded the room and you blinked wildly at the figure that had intruded in your very important mildew session. Sanji stood in the doorway, one hand on his hip, the other holding a plate of food.
“You need to eat, Y/N, darling. You missed breakfast,” He stated, always serious when it came to matters of food. As he made his way into your room, he turned on the lights, making you groan and shove a pillow over your face.
“Not hungry,” You mumbled.
Sanji ignored you and set the tray of food on your bedside table. It smelled delicious, bacon and eggs covering the smell of human sweat, though you knew it would inevitably turn to ash on your tongue. It was a shame you couldn’t taste Sanji’s delicious cooking right now, he made the best food you had ever eaten. Whenever you got the chance, you reminded him of that, if only to see him blush and swoon.
You knew he wouldn’t leave until you ate. Exhausted, you gave in and sat up against your pillow. With a sigh, you pulled the tray in your lap and shoveled a forkful in your mouth. You were wrong, it didn’t taste like ash, instead, it was entirely flavorless. Frowning, you shot a glance at Sanji, who sat on the edge of your bed, barely concealed worry shining in his eyes. He was smoking. You handed him an ashtray you kept nearby, just in case he dropped in.
Lighting up, Sanji gave you a bright grin. “Aw, thank you, Y/N.”
You snickered to yourself. There were practically hearts in his eyes at such a simple gesture. As you watched him swoon, you couldn’t help but feel the beginnings of guilt claw at your throat.
“You don’t have to do this.” You took another bite, fighting a grimace. “Take care of me, I mean.”
Sanji blinked at you like you just said the sky was green and the sun set in the east. “I want to take care of you.”
“It’s rotten work.” There was a smile on your face, as if to offset how miserable you felt. Like most smiles these days, it didn’t reach your eyes.
He took the fork from your hand and scooped a bit of egg onto it. Snorting, you leaned forward, mouth open.
“Not to me,” Sanji said as you swallowed. “Not if it’s you.”
Trafalgar Law
You found Law sleeping face down at his desk. Over the past several days, he had looked exhausted, only getting worse and worse as time passed. The dark circles under his eyes were almost black, so bad, he looked more raccoon than man. If he wasn’t wearing his hat all the time, you were sure his hair would be spiked in every direction from lack of care.
Humming under your breath, you knew what you had to do. There was no way you were going to leave him there to wake up with a nasty crick in his neck on top of everything else. You ducked under his arm and helped Law to his feet. He jolted slightly, startled by the sudden intrusion, but once he saw it was you, his eyelids sagged and he slumped against you. You laughed to yourself as his head lolled against your shoulder, hat falling to the floor. You would have to get that later.
The next few minutes were spent half-dragging, half-carrying Law into his bedroom. He was awake enough that his legs didn’t give out, but still too asleep to move them. You had to lead him forward, shuffling under him so you could coax him to put one foot after the other.
This was not the first time you had found him asleep at his desk, and you doubted it would be your last. It was, however, the first time he was too exhausted to take himself to bed without your help. If he was awake, he would be mortified. You didn’t look forward to the morning when he would inevitably remember being carried to bed, and decide, instead of addressing it like a normal human being, to avoid you for the next several days.
“Let go, Y/N-ya, I can do it myself.” Law tried to sound stern, but it came out as more of a tired whine than anything. You choked on a giggle. He must have gone without sleep for over a week if this was where he was at.
After what felt like a century, you made it to his room. Plopping Law on the bed, you smoothed out his hair, ignoring how he slapped your hands away, and moved to help him take off his shoes. Without you there to hold him up, Law flopped backwards with a snore. Fine, it was easier if he wasn’t awake to complain.
You set his boots down beside the bed where he would easily find them when he awoke, and lifted his hips by his legs to slide him fully onto his bed. The manhandling woke him up enough for him to groan and hit you with a glare that would normally send you running for the hills. Right now, however, it was sort of cute.
After twenty minutes of leading, sleepy glaring, and shoe removing, your captain was finally in bed. With a soft smile, you said, “Don’t worry, I’ll always be here take care of you, Law.”
“‘S rotten work,” He muttered, though you watched his eyes open to search your face. You tried not to think about that glimmer of something his sleepy gaze.
You grinned and brushed your thumb against his cheek. “Not to me, it isn’t. Not if it’s you.”
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awetistic-things · 2 years
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oh my god
i just realized
that the human equivalent of a dog wagging its tail
is hand flapping
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angelicfangz · 1 year
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snipertism. sniper autism. :-)
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clownrecess · 1 year
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Self indulgent unapologetically autistic stimboard!
(To help get you through the upcoming month of April)
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With themes of red, gold/yellow, and stimming!
Credits:
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smolmoss · 1 year
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some emotes i made recently!
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gillipopmoji · 5 months
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your-subby-creature · 10 months
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For all my autistic or otherwise ND folks out there, I'd like to make an addition to the old adage:
If you feel like you hate everyone, eat
If you feel like everyone hates you, sleep
If you feel like you hate yourself, shower
If you feel like the world itself hates you, stim
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zombiiebrained-emotes · 2 months
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vampire bat wing flappin
[IMAGE DESCRIPTION:
1. a light reddish grey humanoid with no arms and stubby legs. it has reddish brown bat wings on its back and vampire fangs. it has a happy open-mouth expression, and its wings are flapping./END DESCRIPTIONS]
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glowsticcc · 4 months
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i made a chayanne design to go with my llulah design!!
as always, design details under the cut
first adopted: itty bitty baby boy 🤏🤏 very little horns, duckie always represents emotions bc it’s cute, very scuffed knees and shoes bc he’s so rough and tumble :3 his wings are kinda phantom-esque bc i figured it would be another fun way of incorporating his skeleton papa into the design. his tail is also incredibly small, which is why through the entire design progression you can’t see it from the front, but the duckie tail does serve that function!!
tween: i imagine hes about 10-11, and is just full of that 6th grader wide-eyed fire in the belly spirit like 24/7. his hair is longer but the dark roots got smaller bc of missa's absence, but he otherwise looks very similar to how he looked as a baby. most notable changes are the broken horn he got from the nightmare, the crack in his skull mask from the first egg-napping, and the armor boots for more protection from the fights hes been getting into
post empty nest (current): i like to think hes around 13-14, and i LOVE the idea he started dressing more emo to match the Family Vibe™. the duckie also has some patches on it just because of purgatory but other than that we vibing :) he also has more black in his hair now because a) emo and b) missa has been coming around more! (or at least he promised to and has yet to deliver. all men do is lie >:( /j) another thing i had to make sure of was that he was a fellow victim of the "your younger siblings getting taller than you" curse, and i think i accomplished that :D (she so holds it over his head)
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