Hey! I’ve been scouring through your blog and I saw that you’re autistic? Would you be comfortable writing about the bros (and maybe Cindy) with an autistic s/o? If not, just say, I promise I’ll understand.

chocobabyporcelain:

Okay, while I am comfy with this, I’m also a little reluctant,
because writing autistic characters, even as an autistic person is
really difficult. I’m sure you’re aware, but autism is a
spectrum and it affects different people in different ways. As
someone who’s low-spectrum, I’m going to struggle writing someone
who is high-spec. That being said, I have tried to place the S/Os at different places on the spectrum with different sensory
responses, but I can only do so much with my experiences. I apologise
in advance.
Also, I know @expectogladiolus got a similar request and she
did really well with it, so check her out!

Noctis:
Honestly, you could go your
entire life without telling Noctis about your autism, and you
considered it for a while. But, no, that wouldn’t be fair. You were
so scared
to tell him, I mean, he’s the prince!
He wouldn’t want to be burdened with an autistic s/o. You’d be
nervous to tell anyone, but telling Noct was so much scarier because
he meant so much more to you than anyone else. Obviously, you had
nothing to worry about. He
completely understands having trouble in social situations and he
knows it can be distressing, but he’s not at all implying he gets
what it’s like being autistic, because on that front, he knows
he’s clueless. When you tell him about your light sensitivity he
starts covering your eyes when it gets bright. He gets you a pair of
cool sunglasses and you love
them! He thinks it’s
super cool that you can identify where you are based solely on smell,
but hates that strong smells give you headaches.

Prompto:
You were very upfront with
Prompto about your autism from word go. “Before this goes any
further, you need to know about this.” You spent almost all night
talking, explaining the way your autism affects you, your specific
sensory issues and your
hyperfixations. He asked questions and you responded, and by the end
of the night, he felt as if he had a pretty solid idea of what was
okay and not okay. You quickly learned that you liked stimming with
his hands, and he loved it, honestly. He always asks if it’s okay
to touch you and brings you
soft things to stim with when you seem to be getting overwhelmed,
even though he sometimes brings you something that’s the wrong
kind of soft (My
fellow tactile stimmers will understand).
That’s not to say he doesn’t slip up sometimes, of course he
does, it’s only natural, and you feel awful for yelling at him
afterwards, but you’re always quick to apologise and he was never
really upset to begin with.

Ignis:
Ignis never
thought he’d meet a fussier eater than Noctis. Enter you. “Just
pick the ham off your pizza.” The taste lingers!
He
managed to piece together a few of your symptoms pretty early on, but
he never said anything. After all, you can’t tell if someone is
autistic based off a handful of behaviours. When
you did get around to telling him, he simply listened and asked you
as many questions as he needed to until he felt like he understood
you a little better. One thing he couldn’t seem to wrap your head
around was why you felt the need to put everything in your mouth.
That soap is blueberry scented,
not flavoured.
He had hoped the chewy necklace he got you would help prevent you
putting things like that in your mouth. It didn’t. Although,
now you had something to
chew at all times, so you didn’t have to bite your fingers, which
was a big plus.

Gladiolus:
Unfortunately, Gladio had to
find out about your autism mid-shutdown. It
was too loud, too much, and you were overwhelmed. You had your hands
over your ears, whining to
yourself, trying to further block out the sounds. “Hey, you
alright?” Gladio put his hand on your shoulder. Which
was a wrong move. “No, don’t touch me!” you yelled, backing
away. Gladio is in full
panic mode because you are quite clearly in distress and he doesn’t
know how to help you. Luckily, your meltdowns don’t really last
long and you manage to pull yourself out of it. The
tears, however, did not stop. You apologised repeatedly for yelling
and for melting down in front of Gladio like that, but he insisted it
was fine, he was more worried about you.
You explained everything, including why you didn’t tell him before,
and Gladio was so, so
understanding. He assured you that you had nothing to worry about. He
loves you for you.
Your autism doesn’t change anything.

Cindy:
Cindy has always been super protective of you, and that just
increases when she finds out about your autism. She’s always
patient with you, and if you need something repeated, all you have to
do is ask. She gets that you hear everything,
you just need a little
bit of time to process it, and she carries an extra pair of noise
cancelling headphones for when things get too loud. If she can see
you’re overwhelmed, she’ll apologise to whoever is around and
explain she needs to take you somewhere quiet for a while. Sometimes,
you need her to speak for you, and that’s okay, just let her know
what you need to get out and she’ll put your point across for you.
She’s the best at
preventing meltdowns because she knows exactly what to look for and
how to diffuse the situation. Just, Cindy for best autism girlfriend!