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jell-o101 · 1 year
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Anyone else noticed that his arms do the T Rex thingy??
I even tried to see if any other character did it as much as Luigi.
Nope.
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justaflatbitch · 1 month
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Got a load of advice recently, I’ll keep trying but this shit’s hard.
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illnesschronicles · 25 days
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Shoutout to neurodivergent people who get sleepy on rollercoasters/rides bc it's the perfect amount of stimulation to be able to relax and quiet your mind
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mareeemow · 1 month
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I was diving today in Egypt and saw many weird fishes and i will rank them but instead of names I'll be roughly describing them
1. very long and thin boy looked very angry tho 7/10
2. triggerfish? who looks very exotically dressed i loved him 10/10
3. guys who looked like boomerangs.. very serious looks i was scared 4/10
4. long but not so thin boys. teeth. lots of teeth. surprisingly very nice to me and others 6/10
5. little teeny bois who looked like uncooked spaghetti very silly 10/10
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aroace-nut-case · 11 months
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I’m agender, aroace, adhd, and probably autistic
I’m collecting all the A’s
Edit: my chosen name is Axel too so that’s another for the collection
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glidingisindeedfaster · 6 months
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Approximatively sure that I don’t have autism. Still pretty neurodivergent tbh
(Help I’m lost)
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brightgreendandelions · 11 months
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Neurodivergent Traits
inspired but this post by some garlic bread :)
here are some of my neurodivergent traits:
selective mutism! but it isn't fun for me :( it feels like you need to say some very specific thing for hours and you just can't! and if someone talks to me, i freeze up even more /sad
making lists!! like this one! my mind is organized with numbers! when i make a shopping list, i don't remember what's on it; i just remember i have to buy 5 things, and count the items in my shopping cart until they reach 5, and then i can leave /happy
small hyperfixations. one time i was obsessed with this one comic for a weak straight, and then just forgot about it! /neutral
sensory issues... i hate the sound of buzzing electricity, and the textures of wet microfiber towels. sometimes, when i get overwhelmed, i have to leave crowded areas, like a store or cafeteria /angry
lack of eye contact (i have a previous post about it). i'm not sure it counts tho, because my culture doesn't really care about it... i've heard including eye contact in diagnostic criteria is bad and USA-centric, because basically noone else cares... /neutral
food preferences (prev post)! but mine are a bit backwards: i love fresh fruit and veggies, but hate chicken nuggets and anything that spent more than two seconds inside a microwave. this means all my food kinda has to be a bit high effort /sad-ish
i'm an enby!! i've heard there's a correlation!! /statistics
way too much self-control! this is a bit hard to explain, but hang with me!... like sometimes i get an urge to do something stupid, like idk put some chewable object in my mouth. but, because most of the time i don't have a conveniently chewable object in my possession, i've learned to ignore such urges. this is actually very bad! because "such urges" includes stuff like "i want to hug that person", "i want to go for a walk", "i need to make myself some food", and hunger... /frustrating
vocal stims! when i sing in the shower, or whatever, i disregard all rules of the language, except for phonotactics. this means that what comes out of my mouth is a rhyming sequence of syllables, loosely grouped into "words", which of course don't mean anything. the only focus is making it sound pretty and epik, and we don't care about stuff like "meaning" and "that's not a real word, you can't use it" /happy
ridged schedules? when i meet up with an irl friend and want to do it again, i (we) will schedule a time for our next meeting/"date" (prev post about dates)! and if they miss that time, we're not friends anymore (/j) /neutral
date of origin: 4 May 2023
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fandom-fortress · 1 year
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Ok, but that conversation with Omega and Tech... that specific little piece of dialogue that Tech said, that’s me?!
I always feel out of place because i don’t react to things the same way my family does and, hey, I get that every person has a different reaction to a situation but mine’s are waaayyy different, so i did felt called out when he said that, so my question is... im I autistic?
I really don’t know how i would know this but, if anyone can help me see somethings that are connected to it, that would be great 
Because i would know that im not alone in being that way that i am, and i think i would cry because that would mean im just built differently
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senraven2662 · 1 year
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Neurodivergent love is making random sounds at each other from opposite sides of the room while you read wildly different books.
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g0th1c-bra1nzzzz · 8 months
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Intro ^_^:
Name: Eli
Pronouns: he/they/it
Gender: trans boy :P
Interests:
- The band Ghost
- The Black Phone
- Sally Face
- CATS
- Slipknot
- Korn
- Wednesday 13
- Horror related stuff
- ITSV & ATSV
- Deadpool
- Alt subcultures!!!
Boundaries:
- No flirting (I’m a minor)
- Racism, homophobia, antisemitism, transphobia, sexism, ableism, or any other kind of hate will NOT be tolerated or allowed here. >:(
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sunnylittlebisexual · 9 months
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Turns out that that ✨️spicy✨️ Feeling Like I'm Gonna Die in my chest was just the need for deep pressure touch for a steady amount of time! And the root need wasn't just Needs Attention. Meltdowns can be so educational
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justaflatbitch · 2 months
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Genuine question, how does one begin to believe that the compliments others give them are accurate? I can’t figure it out for the life of me.
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illnesschronicles · 1 month
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Is this a universal experience or just a neurodivergent one ? Sometimes if I encounter something that tickles my senses just right I cannot settle for just seeing it/touching it etc. Yk? Like I have to engage it with as many senses as possible and like . be a part of it?? Like how a good song is for a lot of neurodivergent people. Actually that might have just answered my question. But like— I LOVE nature and things with life. I've fixated on it for all my life. Flowers are a pretty big one, so sometimes if I find a very pretty flower or lots of pretty flowers, I don't even know what to do with myself bc I'm looking at all of them and smelling all of them and touching all of them (and yes sometimes nibbling them. you know you would too .maybe). Taking pictures does help, because then it feels like I'm taking it with me and I won't lose the experience. But it's still not quite enough yk, like I want to USE it or something . Like I want to be a part of that beauty and create something. Idek. Like I'm wasting the experience if I don't. Or like a very soft animal, where I just want to TOUCH IT AND TOUCH IT AND TOUCH IT AND TOUCH IT and some animals would not like you to do that too much. But like cats' paws?? Or tails?? When they are just so so so so soft and smooth? I swear I'm not being creepy ab this but it's just the most perfect tactile sensory experience 😭
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mareeemow · 1 month
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i loev this pic xo :3
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wuuthering · 1 year
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introducing your plushies to someone really is a love language of its own
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snakeautistic · 6 months
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People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.
I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.
I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.
There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me
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