does the hyperfixation ever hit you in that extremely particular way where you want to be able to physically eat the thing you're obsessing over or is that just me

There Are Sounds In This Room And I'm Gonna Fucking Lose It

In a shocking turn of events, my latest comfort character is, in fact, just a little guy

One episode in and I’m here to say that if anything happens to Riz Gukgak, I will simply blow up the moon.

A lot of these victims were children.

They buried children alive.

This is so depraved an act even most horror films wouldn’t touch it.

So sick of this, oh my god—

Let trans women play! I guarantee you’ll survive!

Ignoring the evidence that there isn’t even much of an advantage if at all and that there are actually a number of disadvantages for trans women, I hate to break it to you; sports have never been fair.

There’s always been a taller guy in basketball, a smaller woman in gymnastics, hell, Michael Phelps has a million advantages on his competition. People have never once cared! These things are celebrated for cis people!

If you cared so much about equality in sports, make sure all the basketball players all the same height. If you cared so much about women’s sports, increase pay and improve treatment of athletes. If you cared about women at all, pay them equally and get your legislation off their bodies.

You don’t care. You just want to be transphobic.

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When I talk about visible autism on my blog, I’m usually not talking about those who are clocked as quirky and weird. Although that’s completely valid, I’m not talking about them. I’m talking about those of us who are VISIBLY autistic. Those of us who are clocked as those autistics. Who are clocked immediately as having something wrong with them. Those of us who are named as slurs. Who are yelled at. Who are attacked. Who are glared at, pointed at, stared at, pitied. Those of us who are automatically assumed to be with caregivers. Those of us you see talked about in medical journals and on the news as “inspiration” when we graduate or get invited to prom.

This is us. This is who we’re marked as. This is who we are seen as. We are seen as less than, as animals, as objects, as “inspirations”. When we accomplish something it’s usually not seen as our accomplishments but as the accomplishments of our caregivers and support staff.

I get so mad when someone comes onto my blog, MY blog. Me. A visibly autistic, nonverbal person, and doesn’t even look at my tags or pinned post and says “Omg me too, I’m seen as quirky and awkward, I’m visibly autistic 🥰” and like…go you but I’m not talking about you. I’m not talking about “low masking”. Im talking about LOW masking. No masking or very very low masking. Those of us who are immediately seen as autistic.

And it’s frustrating. It’s frustrating when people come into my blog and say this because, you DON’T get it. You just don’t. You don’t get what my life is like, what my experiences are. What it’s like to be LOW masking or no masking. You don’t get that. And yet you try and squeeze yourself in. And that hurts. It hurts to have people who won’t ever understand this squeeze themselves in. Stop doing this.

Preferably with secret drawers and locks and puzzles—

You don't understand, I want — no, I need one of these. My life will only be complete when I'll have a big, dramatic wooden desk.

(binder question person) thank you so much!

Don’t mention it! I’m happy to help!

person from the binder question! just wanted to ask if it’s possible to wear a tank top and wear a binder like is it really obvious

That entirely depends on what you’re looking for. It depends on the binder and the top, but generally, I don’t want to lie here, it’s going to show. If your binder straps are thin enough and the tank straps wide enough, maybe you can hide it, but unfortunately, it’ll usually be at least semi visible.

I used to get really worried about this and didn’t wear tank tops at all the past two summers cause I was self conscious. I luckily have gotten to a point in my transition where I feel confident enough to not be passing all the time, and I’ve built up a mindset of “showing off your binder is hot as hell” (which I stand by), and so I wear mine where they’re visible a lot, but I 100% get the feeling of wanting to hide it, either for safety or dysphoria, which is also totally valid.

Sports bras are probably going to be a lot easier to hide than most binders. I have one with pretty thin straps, but I know they’re generally thicker. So yeah, it’s possible depending on the shirts, but it is probably gonna be hard unfortunately.

As always, bind safely and remember that you’re valid and doing amazing!

Happy bat appreciation day everyone! 🦇

I wanted to post for the special occasion a little guy inspired by my first homebrew race! (I had to be sure to post by the end of the day, so I apologize the drawing is a little simple)

I wanted to make a race that allowed me to spill all the useless facts I know about bats, so they’re inspired my actual bat facts and behaviors. So thank you @hellezoic for helping me build it!

If you want access to the race that we’ve worked to build, all I ask is that you donate $5 or more to bat conservation international to help save our nighttime pollinators and send me proof of the donation. Bats are a crucial part of our ecosystem and even our agriculture, and they are dying out more and more rapidly every year, so please make an effort to donate and raise awareness.

I was in a friend group for a year that was legitimately bullying me for a year, and yeah it hurt, but I thought it was playful teasing. I only realized that I was legitimately being bullied the whole time months later when I told my friend about it.

Something I just thought of, apropos of nothing: There need to be some guidelines for autistic (and other neurodivergent) people to refer to when 1) someone is just teasing playfully, and 2) someone is actually being mean-spirited. Because I feel like that line is really difficult to detect sometimes, especially for us autistic folks.

You have to learn how to laugh at yourself, yes. No one ever benefitted from taking themselves too seriously. But you also want to be self-assured enough to recognize when someone is actually being hurtful, and have an honest and mature discussion about it in order to establish and better navigate boundaries in the future.

I think autistic people in general (at least in my experience) can be particularly sensitive to any kind of teasing EVEN IF it’s light-hearted, simply because a lot of us were (or still are) subject to bullying. So being able to recognize "oh, this is just banter, we're just having fun" from "oh, this is actually really hurtful, and I need to stand my ground" could be really helpful.

(If anyone knows of any helpful parameters that they use for identifying these two things, please feel free to sound off)

Misophonia is weird cause it’s like, “Hey, you across the room, can you chew on your Cheetos quieter? The sound feels like violently jabbing a pencil into my ear and I kinda wanna jump through the second story window beside me.” But it’s not like I can just ask the dude in the cinema sitting next to me to not eat his popcorn because I can feel it in my toenails.

I am going to try and put this in as few words as possible, because my roommate and I spent an hour talking about this today; but there is truly nothing more incredible to me than human creativity.

Like, you’re telling me someone made this? You’re telling me this art came from someone’s own hand? You’re telling me this story came from someone’s mind? You’re telling me that someone as flawed and mortal and lost as me made this?

There is a beauty in math and in science, I am not here to argue that. But mathematics existed long before us. Science will exist long after us. And while the knowledge we have is a wonder, it is not ours. We did not make one and one equal two, we only learned and accepted that it did.

But our art is not universal. Our music was born through us. Our writing will die with us. And there is so much more beauty in knowing that we have made something. People have language and culture and poetry not because it was fact, but by our own whim and design.

This is something AI can never fulfill. An algorithm cannot create, it can only compile. A computer generated image has no link to us, to human emotion. To human flaw and struggle and passion.

Art is beautiful, and creation is the most powerful thing a person can do. Your stories, your art, hell, your fanfic and original characters, they exist not because of universal laws of math and physics, but because of your mind and skill; and if that isn’t the most amazing thing in the world, then what is?

Yay! No one else is home! Got the whole place to myself—

*continues quietly hiding in my room*

Being autistic is weird because I think I'd be entirely entirely immune to the maddening effects of witnessing an Elder God but learning that barnacles are arthropods rather than molluscs nearly gave me an existential crisis

Relistening to Nightvale only to realize I am in fact waiting for the bus, and it is in fact raining.