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temporaerthaervaerk · 1 month

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I just realised that all the media I adore has some level of autistic/neurodivergent coding and it's been that way since I was a child.

And like, oftentimes their different way of perceiving and being in the world is the driving force of the story/and or a crucial element in it.

There’s the canon example of the entire Camp Halfblood (ADHD), where the ADHD is literally what keeps the characters alive.

There's Dean Winchester (ADHD) whose hyperfixations are typically masculine (as well as geeky) and who never sits still, with the added bonus of Castiel (Autism), who Dean just... accepts, in a way I rarely see.

Then there’s the infamous Will Graham (Autism) whose hyperempathy is litterally the focal point of the entire narrative.

We have Haru from Free! (Autism), whose special interest (swimming) is the motivating factor for several other characters.

Reki and Langa from Sk8 the infinity (Autism), who share a special interest and grow a special bond because of it.

There's Sai from Hikaru No Go (Autism), who trancedented time and space to play Go (special interest) and whose special interest sets the story into motion.

We have any version of Sherlock Holmes (AuDHD), who's brilliance I attribute to a mixture of hyperfixations and special interest in crime solving. His conflicts with society and disregard of social norms are a central theme as well.

There's Anne with an E (Autism), who loves words and stories and speaks before she thinks (where all major problems arise due to her lack of understanding for social norms)

We have Pat and Pran from Bad Buddy (ADHD + Autism), like I dunno, I just really felt that vibe.

There's Beth Harmon from Queen's Gambit (Autism) with her special interest in Chess.

And like, the list goes on: Daryl Dixon, Jon Snow, Kotaro from Kotaro Lives Alone, Will Treaty from the Ranger's apprentice, Hal from the same author, Katniss Everdeen, Si-eun from Weak Hero Class 1, etc.

Don't get me wrong I've consumed plenty of stories without characters coded this way, but all the stories that truly resonated with me? Neurodivergent, all of them.

It's probably because the focus on social norms/hierarchy always seemed foreign to me. Eg. I like Skam but it's like a view into a completely foreign world where people function differently.

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crownspeaksblog · 1 year

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After watching gentleman jack i just can't go back to ships who only kiss on the mouth.. i need hand kisses, wrist kisses, shoulder kisses, neck and nape kisses. Kissing on the mouth is simply not romantic enough..

#going absolutely feral whenever anne kisses ann on the neck and nape and then kiss her hands then her mouth!!!!#gentleman jack #the ann(e)s #anne lister #ann walker #ship dynamics #fictional couple #wlw ship #fandom ships #shipping #romance #queer romance #lesbian

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loxvr · 8 months

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𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 💞

#gilbert blythe #anne with an e #awaeedit #renew awae #awae #awae fandom #anne shirly cuthbert #anne shirley #anne cuthbert #love #tv #shows #tv shows #netflix

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rubysnametwin · 5 months

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ONE OF MY FAVOURITE DUOSSSSSSSSSSSS, I LOVE THEMMM

#anne with an e #awae fandom #awae #diana barry #anne shirly cuthbert

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kailene-blossom · 1 year

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Anne will always be the best girl okay?

#kaileneart #fanart #digital art #drawing #digital drawing #netflix #anne shirley cuthbert #anne with an e #renew anne with an e #anne shirley #anne of green gables #awae s2 #awae art #renew awae #awae fanart #awae fandom #awae

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crvptidgf · 9 months

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𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 (𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟑 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐞)

gilbert blythe x reader

summary: your 18th birthday is approaching and gilbert thinks of the perfect gift to give you

warnings/notes: none?

requested: yes @moony-books

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Gilbert had recently started his apprenticeship as an assistant in a doctor’s office. He had become increasingly busy, and with your birthday coming up he had to break the unfortunate news that he would not be able to come.

You were upset of course, but you couldn’t help but smile as he gently grasped your hand in his and promised you over and over that he would make it up to you. Obviously, you trusted his words.

Your relationship had been steadily progressing. He would bring you out to his farm, helping you pick berries and various crops before offering you some to bring home. Sebastian had already known so much about you, which told you Gilbert spoke about you a lot.

On other occasions Gilbert would bring you out in the sun to go on walks. Whether it be the beach, the woods, or even a random green-filled field, you two always found a way to enjoy yourselves.

In the passing weeks since your tutoring session you had taught him how to braid your hair, bake bread, make flower crowns - he still keeps the wilted flowers that you made him by his bedside.

In turn, Gilbert helped you take care of Delphine, changing her diapers with you, he showed you how to garden and how to know which crops were ripe and which weren’t ready to be picked yet. You were both having fun.

Yet you knew you were ready to take the next step in officiating your relationship. However, you wanted him to ask. Not necessarily because of the social constructs that the man had to ask the woman to be his girlfriend, but rather due to the immense anxiety you would get any time you tried to bring up the topic.

You sighed as you exited the bathroom, going to your room to finally get dressed for the day. You had many things planned, and your parents had gone out earlier this morning to get ingredients for your birthday dinner and cake. The last thing you were expecting was to hear a knock at your front door.

Peeking out of your curtains you saw Gilbert standing at the front door, his cheeks flushed in the morning sun and his hands wrapped around a pretty bouquet of flowers.

You grinned as you finished adjusting your sleeves and hastily made your way down the stairs.

Swinging the door open, you were met with a flushed Gilbert, his hands strongly grasping the flowers. He handed them to you before speaking.

“Happy birthday.”

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. You were so excited to see him here - but the unexpected visit made you nervous.

“I thought you had work,” you breathed out, staring at the beautiful bouquet in your hands.

“Couldn’t leave my best girl hanging,” he said.

Raising your eyebrow you responded cheekily.

“Best girl? Is there any other girls I need to worry about?”

He smiled lightly at your joke, looking bashfully at the ground. His hands were clasped behind his back as he blushed. Looking up to meet your eyes, he decided to respond sincerely.

“My one and only girl,” he corrected.

You invited him into the house, bringing him to your living room. You hoped he wouldn’t see your blush as you turned your back to lead him through the house.

“So are you not going to work?” you asked as you grabbed a vase and placed it into the coffee table. You placed your new flowers into it, deciding to fetch some water for them later.

“I am,” replied Gilbert, “I’m on my way there now - I just wanted to see you first.”

Sitting down next to him on the couch, you let him continue.

“And… I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Your heart rate quickened. There was a thought in the back of your head - he was going to ask you to be his girlfriend. Yet another part of yourself worried that it was something else. Maybe he was going to break up with you? Not that there was anything to break up.

His hand found yours instantly, holding them both as he began to speak.

“I’ve had fun these past few weeks - and being with you has made me so happy,” he sighed. “But…”

Your heart dropped. Of course there was a but. There always was. You wanted to scold yourself for getting your hopes up, he was your friend above all else, it was unfair to want him to move so quickly.

“But what?” you asked, silently hoping he wouldn’t elaborate further. You didn’t want to hear what he would say next.

“But I feel like I want us to be more.”

Oh. Thank God.

You let out a sigh of relief.

“I do too,” you whispered, “I’ve wanted this ever since our first kiss, ever since you clumsily asked to tutor me in maths.”

Gilbert scoffed playfully.

“I was not clumsy.”

You rolled your eyes, smiling. He always found a way to make you smile, even when moments before you were having an existential crisis about your relationship. That’s what you loved about him.

“I really want to be yours, Y/N,” he said, “If you’ll have me.”

You practically jumped onto him as you hugged him.

“Yes! Finally!”

Gilbert giggled at you as he pecked your cheek, flipping you over so that he was on top. He kissed your forehead, and then your nose, and chin, and finally your lips.

You hummed against him as his lips moulded perfectly against yours.

“As much as I love this, I really need to get to work my love.”

Hesitantly, you let go of his collar and let him help you stand back up. This was the best birthday gift you couldve hoped for.

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luuxxart · 1 year

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How had ryukitann got together? 🤔

sorry this is a little rushed, but in general i think this is the gist of how they’d get together

#persona 5 #ryuji sakamoto #yusuke kitagawa #ann takamaki #ryuann #ryukita #annkita #ryuannkita #PS SORRY IF IT SEEMS LIKE I POSTED TWICE. TUMBLR REALLY WOULD NOT LET ME INTO MY QUEUE I PROMISE #I remember trying to write fic for them and gave up #there are no non-E rated fics for these guys and that is so depressing man #I hold this ship so very close to my heart fr #it’s the only one that’s really survived from my first playthrough of p5 #bc before I was into Shu///ake I was huge on Shu///yuu and polythieves in general #then I kinda settled into what I like now as I got more into the fandom #aNYWAY THO THANK U FOR THE ASK #my brainworms are progressing #I can see some people thinking ryuji is problematic here and. yes<3 #I didnt have time or space really to like. make a bigger fallout before everything is resolved #so obviously intruding upon dates is not healthy but let’s just ignore that for my boi ryuji #long post #ask

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480pfootage · 6 months

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guess who got on testosterone this week

#totally reaal e vent that happened ann personally held my thigh a nd injected me #they put me on a real low dose cause my meds... hopefully will get it upped soon #nurse ann #creepypasta #creepypasta fanart #crp #old fandom #creepypasta girls #the nurse ann #transgender #art #my art #rendered #techincally self insert #p.awesome sauce

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bucketsofgiggles · 2 years

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shout out to Amphibia for, when one of the main villains feels regret and remorse for his actions and decides he’s done doing terrible things, A. also having him acknowledge that his past actions make him irredeemable and B. having the protagonist, who sees and hears the villain express regret and surrender, still land the finishing blow. King Shit

#amphibia #amphibia spoilers #amphibia all in #amphibia all in spoilers #there was a shot of Anne's face where she realizes that Andrias is giving up #and i was so prepared for her to pull back and stop short of her strike #AND THEN SHE DIDN'T #HELL SHE FUCKING G O R E D HIM #Disney Brand TM #but yeah it's exactly what i wanted out of Andrias's character and i'm thrilled the writers delivered #edit:#1k #am i really in a fandom if i don't get at least one post to blow up #technically my first solo Amphibia post too hell yeah hole in one #also i see y'alls snarky digs at my pfp #and the tl;dr is i'm not mad at SU for not doing this/not shading SU via this post #clearly i love SU; it's still my pfp in the Year of Our Lord 2022 #if you want the long version send an ask

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tinadablackthorn · 7 months

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hello, i saw you posted about anne with an e and was hoping if you could make an anne moodboard? tyyyyy <33

ofc <333

#anne with an e #gilbert blythe #anne x gilbert #anne shirley cuthbert #awae #anne shirley #cole mackenzie #awae fandom #awae aesthetic #marilla cuthbert #anne of green gables #moodboard

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manikas-whims · 1 year

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Another week to go before the release of Shadow and Bone Season 2.

Until then, go watch Lockwood and Co, and help increase its chances of renewal, just like we worked hard for SaB 🙏

#shadow and bone #lockwood and co #six of crows #folk of the air #the raven cycle #grishaverse #crooked kingdom #kanej #locklyle #shirtbert #anne with an e #tagging my fav book fandoms cuz i want y'all to discover Lockwood and co #cuz i want y'all to watch this incredible series that i know you'll love

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frost-queen · 7 months

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Black rose in a sea of red (Reader x Jerry Baynard)

Requested by: @alicethewriterandfangirl , Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22, @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine, @panhoeofmanyfandoms, @venomsvl, @the-uncoordinated-house-cat, @rosecentury, @imagines-by-her, @evilcr0ne, @vviolynn

Summary: TW! Selfharm! You are upset of how your friends have such amazing lives while yours is terrible. Coming from a bad home, your coping behavior is self harm. Struggling with the idea of wanting to end it all, is Jerry there to save you from doing so.

The chattering died away when Miss Stacy settled everyone down. Specifically Anne who was proclaiming her opinion as loud as she could. Almost standing on the table to declare her words. Diana was tugging at her dress to pull her to sit. – “Miss Cuthbert if you please.” – Miss Stacy said giving her a stern glare. Anne chuckled settling down. Ruby was still whispering to Tillie. With one look of Miss Stacy pressed Ruby her lips together with force. Billy snorting across the classroom at how silly she looked.

Miss Stacy cleared her throat letting his chuckle die. When finally the peace had settled clasped Miss Stacy her hands together. – “I hope you all brought your assignments that I handed out last week.” – she started. Anne who was always eager already set her basket on the table, ready to show it to Miss Stacy. Miss Stacy smiled politely ushering her to wait. – “You may all set it on the table if you please.” – she continued giving the signal.

Everyone ducked down to reach in their baskets to set their work of art on the table. You felt uneasy taking out your artwork. Glancing to the side you saw Charlie’s piece of art. Billy and Paul laughing loud. – “Is that an aardvark?” – Billy joked laughing his ass off. Charlie groaned. – “No! It’s a dog.” – he mumbled setting his hand under his chin, pushing his artwork closer to his chest. Gilbert turned around in his seat looking at Billy’s work.

“Is that a self-portrait?” – he said snarky. Billy mimicked a childish laugh, annoyed by his words. – “Well yeah yours…” – Billy got a bit up to look at Gilbert’s work. Gilbert moved aside on purpose for him to see. – “Well yours… yours…” – Billy said trying to find an insult. Gilbert was smiling beyond himself when Billy couldn’t find something bad to say about it. – “I thought so.” – he said turning back around silencing Billy.

Paul laughed loud at how Gilbert had left Billy speechless. Across back by the girls was Anne proudly showing her masterpiece to everyone. – “Did you do this stitching?” – Diana asked pointing at it. Anne shook her head. – “No, Marilla helped me.” – she then pointed at some paint work. – “This is Matthew’s work, and this weird thing was added by Jerry.” – she finished pointing at a wobbly thing at the top. Diana held her art up. – “My mother helped as well. She painted the flowers.” – she commented.

Ruby got up waving her hand in between them for attention. – “My mother helped too! She did this, this, and this.” – she said pointing at several things in different angles. – “What did you do?” – Tillie replied as it appeared Ruby’s mother did everything herself. – “I did this.” – Ruby answered annoyed pointing at her name written in the corner. Diana rolled her eyes at how silly she was.

Seeing their work you rather wanted to crush it or throw it out of the window. Compared to their, yours seemed like it was made by a child. Also hearing them speak so lovingly about how their parents helped out felt like a punch in your gut. It was something you could only dream off, having a loving mother. Your mother didn’t help in your project. You dared ask her one time. That didn’t end well.

You got yelled at for ruining her moment and annoying her with silliness. Looking at your art again of paper mâché you noticed the dent of where your father had stepped on it. On purpose or accident. It didn’t really much as it had ruined it much. Seeing your friends talk so godly about their parents made you want to cry, pull your hair out and scream your lungs out. Ruby and Tillie turned around to you.

“Let me see yours Y/n.” – Ruby spoke as Diana and Anne looked over them. You pulled it closer to your chest, shaking your head. – “It’s…it’s terrible.” – insisting on it. – “Come show us Y/n.” – Tillie said pulling at your hand. You really didn’t want to show her, finding it unworthy. Ruby helped her to pull your hand away. Tillie then snatched it from you. – “Hey!” – you called out catching the attention of some boys across and Miss Stacy who waited to see where this was going.

Tillie held it up before her looking at it with a questioning brow. – “Did your mother help out?” – Ruby asked probably not meaning anything with it. She was always this innocent and naïve, yet it struck a nerve with you. – “No!” – you called out snatching the art from Tillie back. You then it on the ground setting your foot hard on it. Everyone gasped loud at your little act. – “Y/n!” – Miss Stacy called out concerned. You let your fingers brush automatically over your inner arm, knowing of the scars lingering there.

“Brute.” – one of Billy’s friends called out. Miss Stacy shushing him immediately. Miss Stacy approached you, kneeling gently down to pick up your crushed work of art. – “We can still mend this.” – she said with a warm smile. You shook your head. – “It is broken!” – you answered. Just like yourself. Turning your face away from her, you felt ashamed.

Ashamed and unworthy. Truly wondering what the exact point of you was. Not one of them here knowing a darn thing about your family. They had no idea with their wonderous lives, living like princesses. While you crawled through the gutter with no way out. Consistently surrounded by darkness. The only way out of the sinking was the carving. The marks on your inner arms that helped you coped with it.

Miss Stacy reached up to take your hand. The second she had your hand, you pulled it away. Needing to escape you took a run for it. – “Y/n.” – Miss Stacy called out as some jumped up. Gilbert being one of them. He wanted to run after you as Miss Stacy held him back by his shoulder. – “Let us give her a moment in solitude.” – Miss Stacy said sensing you didn’t want any company at this moment. – “But…” – Gilbert started seeing Miss Stacy shake her head.

He sighed deep, slouching his shoulders. He returned to his seat. Miss Stacy set your artwork on her desk, seeing how sloppy it was once your foot had tackled it. You ran frantically into the woods away from the school. Unable to cope with it. The sugary of your friends biting like sour in your flesh. Their life was something you could never achieve. Not with the home situation you have now.

A mother and father who barely looked at you. A brother who tackled you whenever he pleased. All the workload put on you. Treated like dirt by your own family. Never once said an ‘I love you’ or ‘thank you.’ Maybe this was just how things were meant to be. Unloved. Panting loud you kept running coming into different parts of the woods.

Jerry was whistling loud, carrying a sack over his shoulder. He had come back from the market, making his way back to Green Gables. Something caught his sudden attention as he noticed it was you. – “Y/n!” – Jerry shouted happily waving your way. He frowned when you didn’t seem to see him. Simply running past. Jerry lowered his sack questionable. Why weren’t you at school? Why were you running away? Was everything alright?

Feeling a bit worried he picked up his sack again, going after you. Near a shack crashed you down; out of breath. Leaning against the wood you let your head fall back. Still panting till your breathing steadied. Then the thoughts came. Those dark thoughts that always pushed you to the edge. You already know what to do. Reaching in your pocket, you pulled out a sharp object. Then slowly pulling your sleeves up. Scars of old on your flesh.

Those dark thoughts became louder as it made you bring the tip of the sharpness to your wrist. Tears rolled down your cheek as your hand trembled. It would take one impulsive thought for you to bleed. Bleed till your life would slip away. Why shouldn’t you do it? What good was there in this life? There was no one to pull you out so it was easier to just accept it and be rid of this hell.

Gently setting the tip deeper onto your skin, your sight got blurrier from your tears. – “No!” – you suddenly heard startling you so hard, the tip had pressed deeper into your skin. A single drop of blood forming. Jerry rushed over to you, grabbing the sharp thing from your grip, and throwing it as far away from him. – “Don’t you dare!” – he breathed out.

“Don’t you even think about it!” – he said a bit firmer kneeling down in front of you. Grabbing your shoulders, he pulled you close to his chest for a hug. – “Find hope in the hopeless.” – he told you. – “I don’t know what made you do it, but please don’t. I don’t want to lose you… I don’t.” – he embraced you tighter fighting the urge to cry himself. – “Please Y/n…” – he whispered out as you started crying louder.

In the brink of almost doing it was Jerry there to pull you out. – “We’ll figure it out together. I am fighting for you, and I don’t want you to give up.” – wrapping your arms around him, you hugged back. – “Jerry…” – you cried out. Jerry simply held you, no needing an explanation. Just holding you. In that moment where he knew you needed to be seen, heard and loved.

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