I don't think Yoohyun is agender I think he's gender apathetic. No he doesn't have a gender and no he doesn't really care. He's a guy by virtue of people calling him that so he just goes with it because it's not like he cares.
One time he walks in on Yerim doing her e-shot and asks her what she's doing and she says "I'm trans? You didn't know that???" and he say "no what do you mean"
And Yerim sits there for a second and contemplates if she wants to Explain Trans to Yoohyun of all people but they literally live together so maybe he should get the basics so she says "you know, because when I was born they said I was a boy but I'm actually a girl?"
And Yoohyun is like "what"
And Yerim is like "cause I feel like a girl"
And Yoohyun is like "what does that even mean"
And Yerim in her endless grace tries to explain "you know how when you were born they thought you're a boy and you feel good as a boy and if everyone suddenly started calling you a girl and treating you like a woman you'd feel really bad"
To which Yoohyun says "no, not really, why would I care what other people call me"
And then they stare at each other for a few seconds and Yerim decides that explaining "non-binary" or even "agender" to Yoohyun sounds like the stuff of nightmares so she just doesn't cause he seems happy enough as is anyway.
(also if she pursued this to the end they may get to a point where Yoohyun realises he's not actually Yoojin's younger brother so he couldn't call him hyung anymore and she thinks if that happened Yoohyun would probably spontaneously implode)
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I swear I have read your big post regarding Peter Parker's neurodivergence and why it is best to avoid labelling him, but he definitely has a weird brain
Can't find it and feel kinda sad about it cuz I deeply related to it
i know exactly which post you're talking about and i can't find it either! i've raked through my archive, and it's just - nowhere to be seen. i think tumblr eated it (it happens.)
really, tumblr's search functionality is so so useless, i don't know what to tell you. there are plenty of keywords i can search to find it that post, but the search functionality actually just does not work!
undiagnosed audhd-addled peter parker, my darling, my light, my life, my everything.
i think peter parker's such an interesting creature to write, because a lot of people will point to a certain behaviour about him and say "this is an autistic thing, right?" but a lot of those behaviours are actually, in my head, tied to certain traumas in peter's life too.
people say "oh, the food thing, peter's a picky eater because he's autistic" and yes, absolutely. but also it's tied to his trauma with his parents.
peter gets overstimulated, and yes, it's an autism thing, but also he was bitten by a radioactive spider and his senses are dialled to 11.
it's a similar case i've found for myself, too – where a lot of friends i have kind of diagnose me because i have autistic traits, but actually - i'm hesitant to claim the label or pursue diagnosis because, actually, i know where these certain behaviours come from, and they come from certain traumas. there are events i can pinpoint in my life and say "yep. that's where this behaviour comes from."
so - i think there's a lot of overlap between trauma and autistic traits. the brain is very complex! i think the reason for that overlap is maybe as simple as the fact that people with autism and people with trauma are both doing the same thing - developing behaviours to protect themselves or soothe themselves. so - i think it's nice to be able to see a character like peter parker, who may or may not be autistic, but recognise behaviours in him and see yourself in him.
people who go undiagnosed for whatever reason - people who are really good at masking - so good, in fact, that they have no idea they might be on the spectrum - everyone and anyone at all can look at peter parker and recognise themselves. because i think we discredit the thought that every single brain does the same thing! develops certain behaviours in order to survive. every brain has that same software - we've just all been faced with different hardships that we need to overcome, and that's were all the differences come in.
autism is a spectrum, i guess - everyone falls into it to some degree. and i think events in your life probably push you along on it. but i don't know, i didn't study brain science. probably what i'm saying is very stupid and uninformed. of course there's brain chemistry involved. but i know people in my life living with autism and certain events in their life have exacerbated certain behaviours or made coping with it a lot more difficult. so maybe trauma is a catalyst.
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JUST SAW THE "Wanting to write x Autistic!Reader" POST AND IMMEDIATELY CAME HERE TO SUGGEST!
How about Cillian x Autistic!Actress!Reader??? Let's say the reader was doing silly little things when the director gave them a break after filming a long scene? Rest of it can be your choice since i don't know much about autism! 😭
I FUCKING LOVE THIS IDEA AS SOMEONE WHO LOVES CILLIAN, WANTS TO BE AN ACTOR, AND IS AUTISTIC. COMING RIGHT UP.
That’s a Wrap! | Cillian Murphy x Autistic!Actress!Reader
Wc: 1k
Summary: after a long day of filming your overstimulated and tired and just need to unwind, thankfully your boyfriend Cillian is there to help you out
Includes: Pure tooth rotting fluff, happy & overwhelmed stimming, Overstimulation (not in a sexual way.), generally common autism symptoms
Disclaimer: I’ve written this based on my personal experiences with autism, everyone experiences it differently though so I apologize if this doesn’t fully relate to how it affects you. (+ Not proofread)
“That’s a wrap for today!” Yelled the director as the cameras cut. “Go home, get some rest and make sure those of you on schedule for tomorrow are here on time!” he reminded before beginning to help pack up some of the equipment.
A grateful sigh left your lips as the shooting for the day finally ended. It was late and today’s schedule had been crazy, shooting since 9 AM and going almost non stop till 11 PM.
You wasted no time rushing off set and towards your trailer, leaving your boyfriend and cast mate Cillian behind. This didn’t bother him though, he knew your day was long and you didn’t think you needed to wait for him, there was no logical reason for you too since you had stuff to get done without him.
So, Cillian took his time getting back to his trailer and changed out of his costume. Meanwhile you did the same. You arrived at your trailer and immediately washed off all the makeup on your face, the feeling of it caked on made you feel so dirty and you had to scrub like crazy to feel clean, even past the point where visually it was all gone.
You relished the feeling of being able to peel off your costume, this one being not a great one as the fabric left your neck a bit itchy and it was tight around your arms. The costume made its way onto a hanger and was swiftly hung on a wrack for the costume people to come grab later.
Once you were in comfy clothes and felt clean you just stood in the middle of your trailer for a moment, your hands softly opening and closing into fists as you tried to get out all your stress and unwind. Your senses had just been extra off the wall today, all the noises on set bothering you more than usual and then the costume and makeup and your stupid hairdo for the scene you did earlier. It all just had you so frustrated.
A frown crept onto your face as you realized that in your frustration you stomped off right as the scene ended and didn’t wait for Cillian. You have honestly completely forgot about him, outta sight outta mind really.
As if on cue there was a soft knock at the door to your trailer. Your eyes lit up and you rushed over to open the door. There standing on the steps was Cillian, in his comfortable clothes and a cozy jacket to protect him from the cold. In his hands you noticed what he had brought, your headphones! You had left them in his trailer before shooting started.
Your hands reached forward and immediately grabbed the headphones from him. “My headphones! I was wondering where they went!” You exclaimed.
Cillian just smiled and stepped inside the trailer, closing the door behind him and hanging his jacket up on a hook by the door. He put a hand on your shoulder and kissed the top of your head, “I saw you left them on my counter and figured you’d be needing them.” he said softly, knowing you probably didn’t want to hear anything too loud anymore. You smiled and nodded quickly. “Oh and Hi love! Sorry I just got so excited about you bringing me my stuff” you giggled before wrapping your arms around him in a sweet hug.
He wrapped his arms around you aswell, squeezing you tightly for a moment as he knew you liked, the pressure on your body calming you down. You immediately relaxed in his embrace and let him hold you there for a moment.
You pulled away from the hug after a bit, looking at him and grinning, “I’m gonna go lay down.” You said before pulling away and grabbing your favorite blanket off the trailer couch. Cillian ruffled your hair as you moved away from him, “how about I join you love?” he suggested, wanting to make sure you knew that he understood if you wanted alone time.
“Yes please! That would be nice!” You beamed, “oh can we cuddle, please!” you asked sweetly. He nodded “of course sweetheart, anything for you.” he agreed.
Your smile grew impossibly wider and your hands shook quickly to express your happiness and excitement. No matter how long you dated you always loved getting to cuddle with him and just seeing how much he loved you. He was so sweet and you weren’t super used to it even after a year.
Cillian followed you as you quickly shuffled into the small bedroom in your trailer and you flopped down dramatically onto the bed, causing Cillian to chuckle softly. “You’re so cute honey.” He mused, his tone dripping with affection.
This compliment always made you flustered, your face being impossibly red and your smile growing impossibly wide, as it always did when he flustered you or just made you so so happy. You couldn’t control his affect on you.
He climbed into the bed beside you and held his arms open. You got your stuff and snuggled close to him, your head on his chest and arms curled up by yourself. He pulled the blanket he knew you loved up so it covered you fully, keeping you nice and warm and he watched you grab it slightly and snuggle closer, if that was even possible.
you yawned once more as you finally got to really relax for the first time all day. “Thank you Cill.” You mumbled with a soft smile on your lips. He put a hand on your head and pet your hair softly. “Of course sweetheart, I love you.”
you nodded, “yeah. Or hah sorry I mean, I love you too.” you chuckled softly at yourself. Sometimes just forgetting you were supposed to also express verbally your feelings for him.
But even if you didn’t say it, he knew you loved him just as much as he loved you.
It didn’t take long for your eyes to flutter shut and you to doze off snuggled up to him, his embrace on you tight and protective just like always- and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
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