Tomorrow morning I to fly in to Colorado to train for my new job for the next week. M will also be making his permanent move out of Chicago and will be gone before I get the chance to come back. M has always been a good constant I’ve had in my two years living here, he’s someone who has always made me feel so safe. Too many changes are happening at once and I’m afraid Chicago won’t feel like home anymore.
so i saw that anon about autistic Hamadas and quite literally i slammed a door open eager to share pieces of my own Autism AU hah
bear in mind this is primarily Hiro k and these are somewhat based on my own experiences too as an autistic person it’s kind of a massive word duMP SO R RY
Hiro is diagnosed at an early age, somewhere between 1-2, and was brought in for testing after an incident in which the Hamada parents think they lost Hiro and go searching for him outside in a complete panic, only for Tadashi to call them and tell them he found Hiro in a closet playing with some toys at home, which was the first place they had looked.
It takes Hiro a long time to adjust after the passing of the Hamada parents, because too many things changed at once, leading to almost three months of sporadic meltdowns over the parents no longer there, an entirely different home/environment, and Aunt Cass hates that she can’t help because she’s entirely new to the idea of raising kids, let alone a kid with a mental disability.
Hiro hates the cafe at first, the constant noise of the coffee machine and blender and people entering and leaving added with the normal traffic outside is far too much for him to process and deal with.
Hiro always starts to cry when something made of glass breaks due to the occasional fast-pace of the cafe, which eventually just turns into discomfort at the sound when he gets older.
Hiro doesn’t speak until he’s four, and previously before that is what is known as the dreaded Screaming Game.
Screaming Game is as follows: Hiro walks up to either Tadashi or Aunt Cass (eventually branches to others if he’s familiar with them long enough) and simply shrieks. If he is not answered back in turn, he’ll try two more times before he starts to have a meltdown
So there are only two outcomes to this game, neither desirable.
Either an hour with back and forth shrieks and screams with Hiro smiling, or an hour of shrieks and screams with Hiro crying.
Even after he starts to talk he doesn’t like to speak very much and it takes a lot of coaxing to get him to speak words.
A therapist suggests using hand motions/ASL to help him with talking
Hamada parents used to sing a lullaby to Hiro with added ASL as a part of his night routine, which Tadashi starts to do himself after they pass
Aunt Cass starts a routine of waking the boys up and saying ‘Morning noodles!’ and Hiro cries one morning when she forgets to say it before they leave for school
Hiro likes pressure on his back and shoulders, but absolutely hates it when pressure is applied to his arms
He has a particular thing with texture and food, he hates pretzels due to the dryness when eating them, hates bananas and mashed potatoes due to the mushyness when eating them, and peanuts/peanut butter bcs of how dry the nuts are when chewed and how sticky the butter is (he discovers the texture stuff after being told of his allergy and is all like ‘alright i have a good reason to never want that stuff in my mouth again’)
Hiro has a massive interest in robotics which leads to him growing super interested in mathematics/science and such
even though he’s incredibly skilled with those two subjects, he could care less about english and history (like when he graduates from high school he literally forgets what all he learned english/history wise besides basic knowledge bcs he just remembered all that stuff to pass)
Hiro started school from an early age, at first it was just preschool to follow along a program for autistic people but is placed into elementary once his intellect is realized at four
It sometimes got a bit messy with Hiro skipping grades and having an IEP along the way too and lots of debates with Aunt Cass and the school about having an autistic kid walking around in a high school when by age he should be entering middle school and his refusal to talk at first
Hiro hates social situations, and as a way to get him to work with it he’ll work around the cafe when he turned 10
Hiro actually grows and adapts a long way, becoming the nerd we all love.
Hiro can’t process things well when frustrated, and in turn will try to release it by either hitting his head or pulling at his hair
When he was younger he was consistently hurting himself this way because of his constant frustration to constants changes (other changes as listed previously, now added with going to school and having to socialize everyday there)
At his age in the movie he hardly ever gets frustrated enough to hurt himself (with rare instances such as when he brainstorms about an idea for the showcase)
Hiro is pretty familiar with ‘no more’ in ASL (first two fingers and thumb come together for ‘no’ and fingertips all coming together while moving in for 'more’)
Hiro didn’t realize that he would be expected to go to college until he was 12 and entering Junior year. He panics and isn’t sure what Aunt Cass or Tadashi will think if he says no
So when they bring it up he’s an anxious mess but firmly states that he really doesn’t want to go to college
Tadashi is kind of put-off bcs he was really hoping they could go to college together, but Aunt Cass helps him realize Hiro’s position
Ideally Hiro has been in schooling since he was 2-3 (started preschool) and while he is of high intellect he’s still just a kid that’s learned and experienced a lot more than normal people in about 10 years, and his autism is a whole other thing to put in all together so really they don’t blame him for at least wanting a year away from any sort of formal education
When he first got into bot-fighting, Hiro was primarily anxious because he didn’t want someone to recognize him as 'that weird kid that works at the Lucky Cat Cafe’ and doesn’t want to be treated different due to his mental disability
Luckily nobody recognizes him, and becomes less and less anxious about going to bot-fights, to the point where he develops almost a separate personality he falls into when there
When Tadashi finds out he is baffled that his socially anxious brother would willingly go to these places
Hiro can’t bear to tell him that it’s the one place he actually feels 'normal’
Hiro can hold a conversation with a stranger if it involves something within his interests
So when he goes to the students labs at SFIT and sees all of the work going on around him he’s firmly in an element that he loves and can talk with the people there
And the fact that he mainly talks and meets Tadashi’s friends keeps him at ease
Baymax was created by Tadashi as primarily a healthcare companion, but also included a database of mental disorders and illnesses so he could be a better companion to those such as his brother and people with things like dyslexia, depression, down syndrome, angelman syndrome, ptsd, and many more
There’s a separate healthcare file for Hiro detailing his autistic tendencies, including his sensory issues, warning signs to a meltdown, and scans of the official documents when he was first diagnosed
Hiro can be blunt at times, especially with compliments (one time when they were out getting groceries, Hiro saw a sumo wrestler and told him he was 'the biggest, most coolest guy he ever saw’ and Aunt Cass didn’t know what to do besides say 'excuse us’ and book it out of there with the two boys in tow)
Hiro stims with the robots on the shelf by his bed when he was younger, and now that they’re on the shelf he’ll put them in random orders when he’s restless or needs something mindless to focus on when his senses are overwhelmed, like by color or size or shape
(*bows to you and your actual experience* Please, please add to this AU. I myself am not Autistic, so I am happy to let you add, as your additions are going to be way better - and way more accurate - than mine.
Also man, I didn’t realize that some of these things could point to Hiro having Autism in canon. After all, all of this is pretty much fitting with the movie, right?)
being chronically ill is being a fucking scientist. you have no choice but to learn how to isolate variables and you’re constantly doing experiments - except the lab is your own body. like, if you change too many things at once, you’re gonna have no idea why you feel sick(er) the next day(s)…but keeping things the same doesn’t guarantee anything either because how can you tell which thing has been the same for too long when things flare up? so you end up having to do all these micro-experiments every day hoping that your worse case hypotheses are disproven…
Brittany was still a little groggy from her short nap in the car as she and Santana ascended in the elevator to the 10th floor of the Soliquin Hotel and Spa. But that didn’t stop her from reaching out and grabbing the older woman’s hand with her own. The other was gripping her medium sized luggage bag. The drinker down was nice. Peaceful. It took a little over an hour with traffic but was filled with great conversation and background music.
Brittany had been a nervous wreck earlier in the morning, taking 3 hours to get ready and changing her clothes too many times to count, but once she was with Santana…nothing else but the getaway mattered. They talked about their families and growing up and a lot of other things. It was nice to see this side of Santana. So animated and open. She ingrained the image in her head. When they arrived Brittany was in awe, just the lobby was grand, decorated with gold and red shades all over.
She was pleased when Santana checked them in and referred to her as ‘Ree…’ she wanted to be Rihanna but Santana wouldn’t give in on the matter. The elevator door opening on their floor pulled her out of her reminiscing and she reluctantly let go of Santana’s hand. The silence was calming. The room was only a few doors away and when Santana swiped her key and moved to allow Brittany in first, Brittany smiled shyly before entering.”Holy…shit…” she spoke quietly as she entered, letting her luggage fall where it may. She looked around at the suite and then back at Santana with wide eyes.
“Santana….this is…” she looked over at the huge bed, then turned suddenly towards the jacuzzi in the room. If she wasn’t in shock she may have cried. She briefly wondered how much all of this cost. Across the far end of the room the wall was covered in large windows, the view was spectacular. “This is…amazing…” she hushed. She walked over to the bed, running her fingers along the silk blanket folded at the bottom. Brittany turned to Santana with the biggest smile on her face. “You’re gonna have to drag me out this place….thank you so much.” A few quick strides and she threw her arms around Santana’s neck pulling her in for a tight hug.
They didn't just spit on her character. They threw her in the trash, spit on her, steamrolled over her, then piled a dump of crap on her. Now they're doing the same to Digg and Felicity just to prop Laurel and Ray and I can't stand it. In episode 12 Digg was sidelined while Felicity was OOC just to prop Laurel. It's like the writers don't know how to naturally integrate her as BC. and here I am wondering why she has to be BC right now. I liked Laurel. But now she's just problematic. ughhh why
I don’t understand what they’re doing with Digg at all. He starts off wearing the hood and it’s like, yeah, okay, I can get behind this. John is skilled! He’s awesome! He’s been here, fighting this fight, longer than anybody else on this team. I love Roy, he’s coming along as a fighter and a sidekick, but John is one of Oliver’s partners (in the platonic sense and not the Olicity-partners sense, lol). John has seniority and he has serious training behind him. But they repeatedly make him seem less skilled than he actually is and it’s like why???
I get it. Roy is a good hero-in-the-making and Laurel is up-and-coming, but they go back and forth on Laurel’s skill level. Sometimes she’s really up there and seems to have it down pat, and other times she barely knows how to block a hit coming at her and you can actually see her hesitating. She’s untrained and so not field ready. You know who is? John. Always. And he wants to be out there. He deserves to be out there.
Felicity’s character is so up and down this season. Sometimes she’s really strong and focused and then it’s like her entire understanding of the people around her and this world she’s living in pivots and she changes direction. It’s too many things happening at once. And her character is suffering for it. Her and Oliver, her and Ray, her and this team, her apparently being friends with Laurel, her cheerleading for Laurel to be the Canary and Ray to be the Atom despite having good reason to think that this superhero thing is really freaking hard and if someone like Oliver and Sara, both of whom are incredibly well trained, can barely do it some days, or have died from doing, why would she think these two amateurs could??
Look, I love Laurel. I think she could be an amazing character and BC in time. But she’s not ready yet and it feels like they’re trying to push it into being and write off Sara as nothing more than a footnote in Laurel’s journey. I’m not here for that. I want an organic fucking story for Laurel that makes sense and isn’t built on the bones of her sister.
Yoshi, the loveable dinosaur companion from the Mario universe, finally makes his way back onto the scene, and BOY did he bring a lot of friends with him! We like to imagine that’s what he’s been up to this whole time.
But we’ve got THINGS to discuss, now don’t we? 5 new characters is gonna take some doing, so let’s cut to the chase and discuss our first new character!
Finally got around to making myself a Gemsona (not really a gemsona since I’m a guy but-). I tried to make the art style as Steven Universe as I could, but I probably failed haha.
She’s a white court gem, with a high administrative station in Home World. Moissanite’s role is to “clean up” any renegade gem from the other Diamond courts in any successfully established colony and complete their assignment. When not on assignment, she is a guard captain.
Her weapon is an always-present set of adamantine blades that make up her “cape”. When activated, these blades detach and can be controlled remotely by Moissanite.
Her blades are extremely versatile, being able to form shields/walls, swords, an axe, steps, and levitating transportation platforms.
True to her close diamond properties, She uses a baguazhang-inspired battle style, using the blades to slice opponents around her like a tornado of razors or defend. Her offense and defense are absolute, but she can have a hard time switching between both. When attaching or defending she’s extremely hard to take down but her openings are in between stance changed and complex movements. Too many targets at once can keep her on her toes, which is why she deals with singular opponents.
When activated, the blades are imbued with the colors of the diamonds. Since she’s much more refractive than a diamond, these colors intensify with her mood and level of exhaustion. The more pressure, the wilder the array of colors she exhibits and the more dangerous her attacks. She is prone to fast surgical strikes when at full energy and keeping on the defense, but when near defeat her attacks become extreme and defenses become obsolete to her.
It’d only been a couple of weeks, and Sam was still trying to adjust. Far too many changes, all at once left him spinning. Settling into their new life in Chicago wasn’t daunting. There was a lot to explore in the city, and he was eager to see what their trendy neighborhood offered. With baby news, they were forced to readjust their plans, and he was still wondering how to make things work. The doctor’s visit today left him with plenty of emotions and thoughts, but he decided to put those thoughts on hold in favor of focusing on Mercedes and their outing. The walk from their loft to Damen Avenue wasn’t long, and he wasn’t in a rush. He held tightly to her hand, grasping the little fingers as they moved down the busy street towards the Blue Line station. He’d never attempted the L before, so it was bound to be an experience. “We should probably look into getting a monthly pass or something,” he suggested to his fiancee, as they climbed the steps leading up to the platform. “Cause I ain’t moving that truck from its spot. Took me damn near twenty minutes to find it.” It didn’t take long to swipe their card and soon they were waiting outside for the train. It was a little windy, so Sam stood in front of his fiancee, shielding her from the cold as he spoke. “Figured we’d head to Barnes and Noble. It’s not a bad ride from here, I think. We can stop and get something to eat, if you’re hungry, too."
I’ve spent the last 20 minutes crying and writing out my feelings about shit I cant control or change and I’m feeling too many emotions at once. Can’t tell if I’m about to have an anxiety attack or full on break down. I don’t know what to feel it all feels so wrong
I’ve received a few messages today about how to overcome a weight gain after overeating during the Holidays. I thought I would share a few words of wisdom that I’ve experienced these past Christmas’s along my journey. I come from a family that overeats on a daily basis and didn’t even know how bad it was until I moved away to college. The Holidays was and currently still is, a golden opportunity for my family to eat anything and everything in sight. That environment is very toxic to my journey and I still live in this anxiety about being around my family too long. That’s a different story for another day!
So here you are two days after Christmas and you are still munching on those chocolate cookies your grandma baked you. You still find yourself running into the kitchen at night to sneak a candy cane, some egg nog or maybe left over cheese and crackers. Whatever it is I’m not judging. I have this philosophy that if you are going to eat off your regime or indulge, it has to be without regret. You cannot make yourself miserable by feeling guilty for being human and enjoying the Holidays. Please don’t sit around and sulk about food. Do you realize how silly that is? I’m not giving you permission to eat whatever you want but we all give food way too much power. So, you’ve been eating a little shitty these past few days or maybe it’s been two weeks now. So what! It’s not the end of the world, okay? Stop feeling sorry for yourself and simply put the breaks on. Tonight take 10 minutes and clean up the Holiday mess around you. Go through all the new gifts you got and put them away to make your space as de-cluttered as possible. If Ms.Whoever from down the street gave you a box of chocolates take a look at them and ask yourself “if I eat these, will they be worth it? Will I feel better or worse tomorrow morning? Will eating these get me closer or further from my goal?”. I think you know the answer. You don’t have to chuck them but instead re-gift them to a friend or donate to a local soup kitchen. You don’t have to eat every piece of chocolate you were given just because they were a gift. Getting my mind around that was difficult at first but it get’s easier each year.
Okay, so your space is clean and you now have no temptation in your room. Oh, don’t forget about your stockings!. Did your mom throw in a chocolate covered Santa again? Get it out. What about the kitchen? If you live with your parents this next step could be the hardest part. I’m been known in my family for tossing left over’s and not exactly asking for permission. oops? Have a conversation with your parents about the tempting food around you and ask them if they can help you get motivated by getting rid of the excess food. If they could keep the counter clean and Christmas cookie free, the temptation to grab one as you walk in the door will be cut in half. Easier said than done I know, but still give it a try.
If you haven’t exercised in two weeks because you were away for the Holidays or simply lost your way in the madness I want you to try not to stress about it. Thank god for muscle memory… it’s a beautiful thing! Luckily after a few workouts your body remembers how to run efficiently again and you will be back on your feet in no time. Don’t hide from the gym, you haven’t gained as much weight as you feel like you did. Bloat blows. Drink lots of green tea in the next few days and take some walks with your friends or parents after dinner each night. Give it a few days but I promise you that those skinny jeans will fit in no time.
It’s great to have a New Years resolution but how about we start small for now. I want you to make weekly resolutions instead, just for now until you get your grove back. Don’t try to overhaul your diet overnight. If you make too many changes at once, chances are you’ll get frustrated and throw in the towel. Instead, make one change, such as eating at least one piece of fruit daily, every week. Oh and give yourself a break would ya? No one says you have to reach your goal without making mistakes along the way. Tell yourself you can succeed in losing weight by taking things one step at a time and starting fresh whenever you slip up. If you overeat one night, just get back on track in the morning by focusing on what’s worked for you in the past. In those moments I want you to stop and simply put the breaks on!