As An Autistic Person, Can I Just Say That Charles Babbage Aka “father Of The Computer” Was Totally

All five chapter title spreads from my upcoming artbook, "Windows to Worlds" which can be pre-ordered through the Kickstarter campaign here!

If you got problems with trigonometry I feel bad for you son

I got ((3/(cos^2x+sin^2x)))^4+(((7(cos^2x+sin^2x)))+(11/(cos^2x+sin^2x))) problems and trigonometry ain't one

are people really having sex?

like actually

are we sure people are really doing that

“If autism isn’t caused by environmental factors and is natural why didn’t we ever see it in the past?”

We did, except it wasn’t called autism it was called “Little Jonathan is a r*tarded halfwit who bangs his head on things and can’t speak so we’re taking him into the middle of the cold dark forest and leaving him there to die.”

I feel like we don’t talk about Bob’s hyperfixation on Cake enough lol. Literally so relatable

My oil painting of an Uncrustable

As a kid, I wasn't taught any concept that there's a difference between wanting to do something, and enjoying it. I was a largely unsupervised kid with undiagnosed ADHD and parents who expected their kids to just raise themselves on their own. So when I was capable of spending hours drawing or reading a fun book, but couldn't even remember that I had homework, ever, I was told that I simply didn't want to do well in school. And who was I to question that, I'm eight years old.

Enjoyment and passion were the only forms of motivation I knew, and if I couldn't make myself either love doing boring math homework as much as I loved my hobbies, or force myself to push through things I hated with sheer willpower alone because I want to succeed so bad, then clearly I was simply not as good as all the other kids, who could do that. And that attitude carried onto adulthood. Every time I struggled to muster genuine love and passion into something, I thought that I just don't want it badly enough. Not to enough to love it, or to suffer through it.

Being medicated for the first time was a game changer. Like holy shit, so this is your brain on dopamine. And suddenly I wanted to do things, turned my life around, took up the passion career I had never dared to try. And when the first "honeymoon phase" of the meds wore down, the same fear came back - I don't like this anymore, do I not want it bad enough? What else could I possibly want?

And I shit you not I was literally 30 years old when I understood that life isn't just either loving every minute of pursuing a passion that you love, or joylessly dragging yourself through things that you don't even want to do. I can just tell myself "just because I don't like doing this doesn't mean I don't want to be doing it." It's not a mark of failure, weakness or lack of motivation, if sometimes the career you want to be doing just feels like having a job.

the autistic charlie kelly (sorta) masterpost:

trouble controlling the pitch of his voice, yells a lot but doesn’t always intend to

good at setting routines for himself, and following them, even though other people view them as strange or bad

his mail system w/ burn/send to himself/deliver

the cat food/beer/glue system when dee spends the night

trouble interacting with people outside of the gang

auditory processing issues

may account for some of his trouble reading and writing

can lead to problems following directions or like distinguishing between similar sounding words/sounds

it can also be like hearing what someone says but not understanding any of it

has a restricted diet bc of sensory issues

hasn’t eaten a lot of fruits (not necessarily bc sensory issues)

tries a pear and has an immediate sensory reaction (i.e. saying it tastes like sand, because even if it wasn’t ripe most people wouldn’t have that adverse of a reaction to it)

eats foods that he knows are good sensory-wise frequently (i.e. cheese)

also creates foods that are pleasing sensory-wise (milksteak)

also likes dark places bc sensory issues

sewers n stuff like that

stims by shaking his legs, tapping his feet, tapping on things with his hands

stims when happy vocally (shouting things) and by clapping

stims when angry/upset by shouting, pulling at his hair, and sorta cupping his hands over his ears, touching his face

bad at regulating his facial expressions (maybe)

‘the gang solves the gas crisis’

talks with his hands all the time 

sometimes to try to get across what he means when he has trouble communicating it verbally

special interest in musical stuff, writing songs/music

gets really stressed out about major change

leaving philly for the first time

frank moving in w/ his mother

doesn’t own many shirts, maybe bc sensory issues?? idk

misinterprets what other people are saying (maybe auditory processing stuff)

‘the gang gets analyzed’

echolalia

repeats what people say a lot (also ‘the gang gets analyzed’)

also communicates in movie references or tries to communicate how he feels using movie characters

uhh that’s all i can think of right now!! feel free to reblog n add stuff y’know! i’m always happy to see other ppl’s headcanons etc. :D