Sensoryissues Stories

I don't cry. I don't yell. My face stays blank, empty. But I'm not empty. I feel. I feel everything. But I can't show it. It's not something that I've chose or want- I just... can't. Never have been able to. I was thrown into a summer camp. Mom said it would be good for me. But I knew the truth- she's too busy to deal with me, too tired to love me. When I got there, I was immediately labeled. Unusual. Cold. Intimidating. I expected it. That's always been my titles. And maybe... that's all I'll ever be. --------------- This is my first story so be patient please! 😁

"But daddyyy, I want to go as All Might this year!" whined a petite, grumpy six-year-old, crossing his little arms. His nose scrunched up, and tears threatened to spill from his emerald green doe-eyes, making him look even more heart-wrenching. Hisashi sighed, a bemused smile creeping onto his lips as he knelt in front of his little son, bringing himself to eye level. "My little prince, you went as All Might last year and the year before. I think it's time for a change, don't you?" His voice was smooth, tinged with a teasing warmth that only a father could muster. (© Credits to the owner of the drawing, I have no idea who drew it cuz Pinterest didn't show the original artist)

Four Juniors who have never properly met are forced together with a group project that will determine the majority of their second-semester grade. As their acquaintanceship grows stronger, they quickly start to consider each other friends, which could possibly turn into more.

A research project for school about sensory processing difficulties. It goes over what it's like, what it is, ways to diagnose, how to help someone with it, and more. I chose to research this topic as a way to learn about myself.

just stuff that i write when i'm sad because all the happy is decaying tw suicide and a helluva lot of negativity

Long ago, before the known world was fully realized, there lived a god. He was unlike any other god; he roamed the land, helping humans where he could. Now, hundreds of years later, a long forgotten face returns to roam once more.

Okay so I'm Hyperfixated on Criminal Minds and I need to write this because I'm Autistic and so is Spencer Reid and Penelope Garcia and knowone can tell me otherwise, anyway I jsut wanted to write short oneshots about being Autistic for Penelope and Reid because I love them.

It's been 11 years since Tommy, a trans male has had a place to call home, and in his eyes he's only counting down the days until can leave the hell hole that is the foster system. He has no intentions of getting attached to any of the foster families he gets placed with until he unintentionally starts to feel at home with a family called The Watson's. TW: Mention of Abuse, Mentions of Rape/non con, Sensory Issues, Self Harm, Religious Trauma, ED, Body Shaming

The door shut behind him and for the blink of an eye, the time it took to take in a deep relieving breath it was silence. His heartbeat slowed and he closed his eyes, quietly approaching the cliff that was his inner turmoil. Emotions so wild they equated to a tidal wave and yet he stood before it as if frozen in time and then... "Tobio!" Or Kageyama has a bad day at work and finds himself overwhelmed and exhausted when arriving home. However, he doesn't have to deal with it alone as his boyfriends help him through it.

a little silly comfort fic i made for myself but thought i'd post it :D

this doesn't seem like anything i would post really, but i'm obsessed with the owl house rn

Prologue This novel is surrounding a fifteen-year-old, whose alias is River. They have superior sensory issues. They have to try to make it through high school but now with all the bullying and work it's gonna be a bumpy ride. River is a freshman and a straight-A student until something unexpected occurs that turns things for River and how they look at society now. But then one day they meet a boy called Travis. River wants to be buddies with this boy but there is a secret, River doesn't know regarding the boy. How will they discover the truth? (p.s not a love story) I mean unlessssss ;)

This is a book of poems about sensory processing disorder. I hope someone can relate to this, after all, that's the reason I'm writing this! :)

My comfort foods as someone with sensory issues. WARNING: CONTREVERSIAL FOOD IDEAs

My username WOULD BE AshesToInk, however, Wattpad said it was invalid. So, now I'm stuck with whyareyoudoingthis. Anyways. This is a continuation of the Ao3 story, Flowers Will Bloom Again, but Watch for the Snakes by KillswitchIgnite. I have been graciously allowed to continue this by them, as they have stated that they have no plans of continuing it themselves. Go check out the original fic chapters as they well make this make more sense, as well as their other works! Briefly, this is a fic centered around the headcannon that Inojin and Mitsuki are autistic. It was originally inspired by the fics Daisy Chain and Paper Flowers, both by SpicedGold on Ao3. I have also been allowed to continue KillswitchIgnite's other stories and series as I see fit, such as, How A Ninja Goes About Getting Therapy and These Thoughts You Carve In Blood. Anyways, let's do this!!

Its your story, hun. @The_Rotten_in_us @A-Many

As a general rule, very few people who do not have autism have any idea how the condition actually affects people. That being said, this is nobody's fault considering the fact that very few people, those affected included, fully understand the condition. However, I would like to explain what aspects of it that I can. This is something that I have wanted to do for a while now and I finally worked up the nerve to do after I was told that, "everyone is a little autistic, just like everyone is a little gay." I feel like the person who said this didn't mean anything bad by it, just that we're all a little different but it jolted me into action and this book was born. I will be making a few posts about certain aspects of the condition myself, but I am also here to answer any questions that people may have.

"To everyone at Meridian High School, fourteen-year-old Michael Vey is nothing special, just the kid who has Tourette's syndrome. But in truth, Michael is extremely special-he has electric powers. Michael thinks he is unique until he discovers that a cheerleader named Taylor has the same mysterious powers." That is the blurb of the original Michael Vey, but this fanfiction takes Richard Paul Evans's book and puts a new spin on it, changes details about certain characters, mixing up events, and drawing out deeper connections between readers and the story. I hope you'll enjoy!

They wore headphones throughout the whole entrance exam, didn't make eye contact with anyone, and ignored when people wanted to to talk. What is up with this guy? And why can't I stop thinking about him? Who has a crush on him? Does he like them back? Idk really what I have planned yet. I just want more representation for my people :) I like relating to characters and there isn't many canonically autistic characters. Obviously Izuku is shows many traits of someone with autism but I want to dive a little deeper. The character I'm writing is autistic and has ADHD. Update: I'm gonna start writing again but I really don't want to right the character as a girl because my preference is nonbinary/trans character plus autistic people are more likely to be trans so yeah. Anyways here are some TW's Usage of R slur Depictions of bullying Panic attacks Sensory overload Meltdowns Anxiety Harmful stimming Self hate Suicidal thoughts Judging autistic traits