#Hyperacusis of fear

[redacted-coiner]

Hyperacusus of intensity, Hyperacusus/Hyperacusis, Annoying Hyperacusis

Hyperacusis of fear, Misophonia, Pain Hyperacusis

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[deathshadowed]

“WHO THE BLOODY FUCK IS HOLLERING AND YOWLING AT NOT EVEN THE DAMNED ASS CRACK OF DAWN”

[eris-norwega]

ALASTOR X READER WHERE READER sorry i’m typing in all caps and didn’t realize—where reader has been Alastor’s partner for a long time and for the first time was caught having a breakdown because she was hurt by (person of choice) mentally and for the first time ever…alastor comforts her physically—cuddles hugs and kisses. FLUFLFUFLFIFFF and angst but…it’s okay if you can’t write it this has just been on my mind a lot 🤭

When the World’s Too Loud

Notes: i opened my request box not too long ago and why did y’all FLOOD me with asks lmao i’m so excited. anyway, i kinda self projected on this one. sorry if it’s a bit short. it’s based off of my own experiences with too much sound resulting in a sensory overload and just in general feeling like i’m annoying and oversensitive to every little problem i’m faced. also, my snake just gave me the NASTIEST side eye.

Synopsis: Reader comes home from an unpleasant experience at a restaurant when Alastor surprises them with a method of comfort he’d rarely used before—physical touch.

CW: sensory overload (hyperacusis/misophonia), head bashing, self-deprecating thoughts, hair pulling, alastor has a tail because the whole fandom loves it

Word Count: 1507

Teeth gritted. Hands ripping hair. Tears streaming down my face.

I felt like I was suffocating, as I often do in these moments. Like a child throwing a tantrum.

I feel like I’m a little kid. I’m a stupid little kid, I repeated to myself, my wrists banging onto my head as if it would rid me of the thoughts.

It wasn’t anything big. At least, it felt like it shouldn’t have been anything detrimental. All it was was a little sound. Nothing too bad right?

A little sound, but apparently it was a day where I couldn’t take it. My ears rung, and my eyes darted about in the restaurant as I tried to treat myself. A mistake.

“Excuse me, could you turn the music down a bit?” I had asked kindly.

And the waiter laughed in my face. But what could you expect in Hell?

Instead, he gathered his coworkers, and they laughed. One even turned up the volume, changing the song to something horribly bass boosted.

I gave them a shaky smile, trying to show it didn’t affect me.

But soon, the whole restaurant joined in, screaming at the tops of their lungs, hurling insults about my sensitivity, calling me weak and childish.

I thought I could stay strong, to show them that I wouldn’t give in. But I failed. In a hyperventilating panic, I rushed out of the restaurant and back to the Hazbin Hotel.

Now every little sound bothered me. The creaking walls too much, the shuffle of bedsheets too loud. I pulled at my ears, trying to make it all stop.

I let out labored breaths as I clawed at my face, my eyes wide and fearful.

Everyone is out to get you, a little voice told me. And for a good reason. You’re too sensitive for this place.

I let out a choked sob, curling into myself on the bed.

Weak. Like a child. Can’t even control yourself.

I let out a silent scream.

Control yourself!

The sound of the door opening was deafeningly loud to my ears. I sobbed, hiding my head beneath my hands.

Just make it stop.

Static followed the intrusion, and I clawed at my ears.

“Make it stop!” I growled harshly, fingers tearing at my hair.

The static stopped abruptly, along with the sound of nearing footsteps. I allowed myself to breathe for a moment, grateful for the quiet.

I let out a shuddering breath as the footsteps resumed their journey towards me. Breathe in, breathe out.

He finally reached the bed, taking a tentative seat next to me. I paid him no mind until he laid a hand on my shoulder.

“My dear.”

I felt a growl rising in me, still too overwhelmed by noise.

“Are you alr—”

“Shut up!” I snapped, glaring at him.

Alastor retracted his hand, his brows furrowing in concern. I immediately felt guilty, my tears returning.

I buried my face in my hands. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. “The world’s too loud right now.”

He smiled at me sadly, gently removing my hands from my face.

“Darling,” Alastor said softly. “Look at me.”

I sniffled and dared to glance at him, my eyes puffy and wet.

He brushed away some tears gently. “Is there anything I can do to ease your pain?”

My brow furrowed. Physical contact would be ideal. But…I knew Alastor wasn’t too fond of it, and I didn’t want to burden him. He’d never seen me this bad before.

I looked away from him. “Probably not,” I whimpered, my fingers itching to touch him.

Alastor gave me a knowing look. “Are you sure, my dear?”

I paused. “Yes?” I squeaked.

He let out a soft laugh, opting to shift closer to me on the bed rather than speak. I was caught off guard when I felt him scoop me into his arms and lay me on his lap.

Alastor nuzzled his head into my hair. “You needn’t be afraid to ask me for comfort in troubling times,” he whispered. “Physical touch may not be my strong suit, but it’s easier with you.”

I felt tears well in my eyes as I took in his sweet words, droplets falling down my lashes and onto his coat as I clutched him.

He stroked my back gently. “What’s got you all out of sorts today, sha?”

I sucked in a breath. “I,” I hiccuped, “I was at a restaurant and I just—I don’t know, the music was too loud. Everything’s too loud.”

I let out a sob into his shoulder, clutching onto him.

He kissed my hairline lightly before resting his chin on my head. “Shh, my darling. You’re alright. It’s quiet here.”

I sniffled into his shirt. “They—they made fun of me and I just…I just ran.”

Alastor stiffened. “Who did?” he asked menacingly.

“The waiter,” I responded weakly. “And his coworkers. They turned it up louder.”

I could feel Alastor bristle at the revelation, a dark aura surrounding him. A growl emanated from his body, and he shifted to get up. “I’ll be back.”

“No!” I cried, pulling him closer. “Stay. Please stay.”

He looked down at me, fondness clouding his gaze as he settled back in. “Of course. These are matters we can settle later.”

“Thank you,” I whispered, snuggling back into his shoulder.

“Anything for you, my dear,” he promised, threading his claws through my hair, detangling the strands as he went. His other hand fell to my waist, pulling me closer to him as he left a light kiss on my forehead.

“Do you know why your sensitivity was so bad today?” Alastor asked softly.

I shrugged.

He hummed. “Why didn’t you tell me, dear?” he questioned sincerely. “I could see sometimes you’d get overwhelmed, but not to this extent. Had I known you had a bigger problem with this than most, I would’ve…”

“It’s okay,” I whispered. “I just. I know the best way to comfort me when I’m overstimulated is physical touch and I…didn’t want to make you do anything you didn’t want to.”

“Oh, my dear,” Alastor said sadly, pulling away slightly so he could look at me. “Nothing is too much when it comes to you. I live to serve.”

Tears welled in my eyes once more as he brought a clawed hand—hands so good at bringing pain and suffering—to cradle my cheek softly, his usually guarded gaze now soft and loving, a look only I would ever have the privilege of seeing on the Radio Demon.

I closed my eyes, letting the tears fall again as I closed my hand around his, nuzzling into the warmth.

He kissed my eyelids softly, moving to give featherlight pecks on both cheeks, my nose, my forehead, and finally, my lips. My other hand came to rest on his face, pulling him closer in the kiss.

“Your struggles to do not scare me, my love,” Alastor whispered as he pulled away. “I’m here for you in every way that you need me. Don’t ever think I would reject your needs to favor my own comfort.”

My breath hitched, moved by his heartfelt words. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, though,” I protested.

“Sha,” Alastor argued. “I…I enjoy holding you more than I care to admit.”

I looked up at him with glassy eyes. “Really?”

His eyes averted mine, his ears folding down. “Yes,” he murmured. “But don’t tell anyone.”

I giggled. “I won’t.” I snuggled back into him, letting out a long, content sigh.

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I never meant to give off the impression that I was unapproachable during difficult times. Or any times, really.”

I hummed. “It’s alright,” I responded. “I know it’s not easy for you.”

Another low chuckle. “Well,” Alastor mused, picking up a strand of my hair and letting it fall down again. “You certainly make physical contact easier. Dare I say, enjoyable.”

I snorted. “Haha,” I deadpanned sarcastically.

“Sincerely, my dear,” he laughed softly. “I find it pleasant to be in contact with you, unlike with others. It’s…a nice feeling.”

My heart swelled. “I’m glad I can maybe be a safe place for you then.”

He grinned into my hair. “You are, my dear. And I hope I can provide that for you as well?”

I nuzzled my face into his chest. “More than you know.”

The rest of the afternoon was spent in each other’s company, little kisses and giggles exchanged. A hand on my waist, bringing me closer to Alastor as we settled down in the bed. His face rested in the crook of my neck, and I could almost swear I heard the faint thumping of his tail hitting the bed as he smiled into my shoulder. He stroked my waist with a claw, careful and light as he always was with me. There was a small kiss to my neck as I drifted into a peaceful, quiet sleep.

The restaurant was decimated the next morning.

[pauleentology]

lets talk about...

Ashlyn Banner 💚

Ashlyn Banner's character isn't limited to a typical antisocial introvert who hates people. She's so much more than that. She, like everyone else in the SBG group, has trauma and pain of her own, that wasn't brought about by the phantom realm.

Let's firstly talk about her introversion. Ashlyn has built walls and defenses around herself that have gotten so high nobody even dared to climb them. She didn't do this just because she didn't like people and having to interact with them, because deep down, she takes shame in her sensitivity. Her tinnitus and hyperacusis aren't just physical conditions for her, but a reminder of her fragility. The world is a cacophony of sounds that continue to overwhelm her senses, highlighting her internal chaos. She longs for peace but finds herself in an endless battle against the very sounds of life. She didn't want people to portray her as weak or sensitive, so she's built this entire cold front to distract everybody from the fact that she's just like everybody else. The irony in that though is that her very defenses end up pushing away the people that might understand her pain.

She's a clueless, troubled, socially-deprived teenager. It's only natural we expect her to not know what to say every time she speaks with someone, which sometimes ends up in her just blurting out whatever comes to her mind, often having her come off as abrasive and painfully straightforward. But she never means to be rude, she just doesn't know how to sugarcoat her words or soften her sharp tongue.

Despite her introversion, Ashlyn is more than capable of asserting herself when needed, and her bluntness is merely a defense mechanism for her to navigate her complex emotions even she herself doesn't completely understand. She's unfamiliar to the social construct of friendship, and avoids it as much as she can.

So when Ben and Aiden come into her life all the sudden, she's prompted to confront her fears of social interaction. After getting entangled in the supernatural events of the phantom realm with the others, she began to slowly soften and get attached to them, eventually trusting them with her life, and they begin to trust her with theirs. This puts her under the impression that she's responsible for their safety, and is obligated to protect them. She takes the lead, and protects them all with her life, just like she would her family.

Everytime they were together, she always felt some underlying guilt for their predicament. She always felt responsible in some way, and she vowed to take the lead from there. If she felt responsible, she thought it best she would take responsibility, and be the reason they were safe. She was the only one who didn't understand that she was allowed to show them her own vulnerabilities and hurt. She thought nobody else would understand if she just broke down into tears, that everybody expected her to be perfect as the leader. If there was anything she was scared to death of, it would be fucking everything up.

Her guilt that was already eating her up inside only got worse when Tyler died. She hated seeing her friends like that, seeing Taylor absolutely inconsolable for Tyler's state in the hospital, to see everybody else worried and shaking, she thought everybody blamed her, and even she blamed herself. To think that if she'd just taken a safer route, or driven a bit more carefully, or if she'd just listened to Taylor's pleas, none of this would've happened. She saw everything as her fault. If she had just been better, Tyler wouldn't have died.

Imagine how strong she must've been to be the one to get Tyler off that tree that night. To inject into him the sedative, having to use all her strength to stop herself from trembling in those moments— the slightest slip-up could compromise any chance they had of saving Tyler.

In the hospital, all she needed was comfort, which Aiden unexpectedly provided her. It wasn't meant as a romantic act, it was just basic human decency. A tap on the hand and the light squeeze of her palm was enough to break her. She never expected that of Aiden, and Aiden never expected that of himself. They only reacted like that because— well, what could you expect from two clueless teenagers? Their development is amazing excluding romantic interests, and they aged beautifully as characters.

Having to drag Aiden's limp body to safety at the school, after witnessing him die just after Tyler did— all under her care, that was already too much to bear. Seeing Aiden look like that just before waking back up to his seizing body, she was completely frozen. Overwhelmed. If she had just reacted faster, or had kept them closer, maybe she would've been able to save Aiden in time. But no. She fucked up, again, and the guilt she felt for it crushed her. If she had just been better, none of this would have happened.

She always felt responsible for their safety, and always blamed herself for things even she had no control over. She thought everybody expected the best of her at all times, and she'd be letting them down if she were to just cry or crumble where she stood. She's a character who'd choose to go back to the past and fix all her mistakes. The new her wouldn't have traded them for the world, and if she were given the chance to go back, she wouldn't even dare to change being friends with them, she'd just keep them even closer, and make sure none of those bad things happened again. She would do it all again if it meant they'd be safer.

[kassiaactuallydraws]

I can't find the post where a person asked for our non-wistim headcanons so I'll have to make a separate post for them

Rn I really don't have that many aside from stuff from vibes as I haven't watched their series nearly as much as I've watched wistim but here they come anyways

Arthur:

Most of his design is inspired from Riley Robinson from Subnautica btw

He's not necessarily poc but he's at least tan

Lanky

He looked kinda pale during the events of the Parable bc it took him such a long time to leave the building

Once he leaves, he legally changes his name to Arthur Dent so the company will not find him again (He's not quite sure what happened back there but he'll rather not be involved any longer)

During his time with Alterra, he decides to have some fun with his appearance so he tries different looks with his hair (The dress code isn't very strict for him) including highlights on his hair.

He had just checked out blue during the events leading up to the Aurora crash. He didn't like it very much and was already looking forward to dying it back to his natural color as soon as they landed

Of course, he didn't get to so he had to run swim around feeling stupid until the color faded. Thank goodness he didn't have much access to mirrors in 4546B

He didn't get much sun while working with Alterra either but that gets fixed real quick

He gets one hell of a tanning (Plus some sunburn) during the events of Subnautica + Raft

He's got a love-hate relationship with water now. He cannot stand the look of it but anybody who sees him on it can agree that's where he's most at his element (Well, anybody except Trillian)

He really likes the stars, after leaving the building post-Parable, he took some time to sit outside and stargaze

Is it bad that he's the only pstl main character I can't imagine with long hair? Idk I just feel like he constantly chops it short (it looks ugly af)

Scars from Benjamin, the multiple crashes and other horrors

His therapist recommended he keep a journal which helped him a lot. He has kept up the habit with the Survivor's Logs

Trillian

She's Chell from Portal

That's. That's the only way I can imagine her I'm sorry

She's a very deranged looking Portal Chell

Idk why I've always pictured Becky as looking a lot like Caroline? She just gives the vibe. Oh yeah, also she has glasses. Square, sort of secretary style glasses.

During the events of Portal, she keeps her hair on a ponytail that she remakes every 2-3 tests but during Raft and onwards, she rarely does it anymore. Her hair is held up with hopes and dreams and those are currently losing the fight

Short

She lost the Aperture Science jacket shortly after Earth flooded, now she really only owns a piece of a sleeve she tore off to use as a bandage once

The long fall boots broke off after she used them one too many times on an island. Now she's either running on what remains of them or just straight up barefoot, idk which one works better.

She is very crafty and smart but the combination trauma and brain damage (Both from the cryosleep and the neurotoxin) made her like That

Let's be honest, she probably got some form of amnesia from Aperture Science's testing. Maybe that's also why she picked a new name for herself

Hitting her with the aroace beam, sorry guys I had to do it

The urge to give her hyperacusis like I have. Idk, I just feel like she would have issues with sound but unlike me, she would be very vocal about how it affects/annoys/hurts her (If Arthur ever makes too loud of a noise while tinkering with a machine, she WILL beat him up)

It can be traced back either to the brain damage or as a result of one of the tests

Kit

Out of all the protags, I feel like he's the one that looks like Brad the most

Idk what he has but I'm convinced he's got something fked up going on with him, even before the Horrors

He gets nightmares very often.

He's probably very susceptible to stuff that preys on uncanny valley and whatever the fear of dolls is called (The Stranger would have a field day with him)

He's in fact missing his pancreas from the Garden of Banban bs

I agree, after all the shit he's been through, he's going to need at least some type of mobility aid to move around with. I feel like he'll get chronic pain too

During the events of Poppy Playtime, he probably uses a stick or something he finds into a makeshift cane in order to walk the long distances he does

He's got a bit of an unnerving stare, dying a horrible death an ambiguous amount of times and coming back each time will do that to you

The crew:

The Captain looks very American. Idk how to describe him, he just looks like one

Before the cloning, he was a very intelligent man. He's just. Very stubborn

He's very perceptive, that's partially how he figures out which people to target with his blackmail

He uses an eyepatch (That he doesn't need) that he will switch eyes every once in a while

He's got a very silly looking tan from this habit

He's probably divorced and fought very hard for custody of the children.

He has a dog he will show off to anybody who asks (Imagine him pulling out a whole album of pictures to show off)

Carter has short hair with a tiny ponytail. Don't ask how I know this, I just do.

She's either married to her job or a lesbian.

Addicted to caffeine

Johnson is ginger (The horror)

He's tried to have pets ever since he was a kid but they always run away

Loves children

Can't stand coffee

I don't got anything on Connor or Phillips :(

I've got a very clear mental image for a lot of these guys I need to draw them at some point

[bjutpals]

A bit about me 🌈☀️

Edit: I've edited my kinks and turnoffs for potential partners uwu 🩷✨

Edit 2: I'm currently single af. Never had a partner. Never had sex (aside from dildos). I'm touch starved and really really wanna have loving relationships (not online though) ;-;

Edit 3: I finally made this my pinned post. But please look at Viktor Humphries from slime rancher. He's so cute and autistic. Please make more fanart and fanfics of him if you're able to. Please! Begging on my hands and knees! 🙏🏻🩷

To understand why I'm reblogging certain posts: I'm nonbinary afab. I do not plan on getting hormones or bottom surgery. But I will remove my boobs in the near future (finally found the courage!). I found out that my gender expression is pretty much hotpants and crop top femboy.

I love restraints that don't hurt. I like the term rope bunny. Just like on a soft bed. Hands above my head and legs spread... >////< I'm a complete sub, but I find the thought hot to top someone else who is also a sub (or switch) ...

I'm really happy most of the time and very expressive. I'm AuDHD (late diagnosis) and I'm learning to allow more feelings again. I'm also a HSP (highly sensitive person) and have allodynia and hyperalgesia and hyperacusis. So I'm a soft little flower that does no harm and is very highly sensitive.

I have synesthesia 🩷✨

I'm definitely polyam, pansexual and demisexual. I'm also quoiromantic. I prefer queerplatonic/alterous relationships that are individualized by me and the person involved. I don't get jealous. Nudeness doesn't turn me on unless I'm in love with that person. And I don't find genitals sexy (they look so wrinkly... Doesn't turn me on or off). What turns me on are feelings. When I know that the person likes me. When they show it to me through body language and facial expressions. When they try to make me happy because they like me so much. Also touch. If the feeling of love is mutual, touch will feel electrifying. Very very very good.

u///u

My kinks!:

- ASMR (just stimulates my senses a lot. I have synesthesia and it makes my body tingle. Especially inside my head.) With ASMR I mean all kinds of sounds like multi-layered music, nature sounds, but also the sounds of hands on skin and the voices of people I like 🩷✨ ❤️

- royalty kink (me as the prince! uwu)

- scientists, science, laboratory, etc. Love it all! (Especially private scientists off the grid that do questionable experiments with willing test subjects) ❤️

- medfet, medical kink (ties in a bit with scientist kink, but also fearplay, etc.)

- Wizards, magic (mysterious, powerful and so so hot)

- Femboy, Soft Boy, Twink (just so darn cute! >////<

- cryptids, monsters, etc. (mysterious and maybe more tools than humans have)

- Bondage, Shibari (Love being restrained, but by a soft and careful rigger. Also I found out that I love rigging as well. It's quite meditative) ❤️

- Pirates (honestly, that sweaty exhausted man with a loose blouse? Fuck me now, immediately!)

- Soft Doms 🫠❤️

- Pleasure Doms 🫠

- A little bit of fear play (like make me feel that I'm weaker than you and that I'm at your mercy... ���� But playfully, not seriously)

- Manhandling! (Oh please! Do this to me! Make me feel small and light and weak. 🤤) ❤️

- Sensory Play (Maybe blindfold and touch me all over and play with me? You could also involve my Synesthesia uwu 🩷✨) ❤️

- Teasing (ohohohoho yesss. I love being teased and I love teasing uwu 🩷✨) ❤️

- Being bratty (just a little bit resistance from me. It makes me so excited. The anticipation what the Dom/Top will do to me... uwu owo 🩷✨) ❤️

- Praise, compliments, worship, loving words, (when the dom is so enamoured with me that he blushes and his voice trembles), laughing with me, moaning, etc. 🫠🩷✨❤️

- Overstim (just recently found this out while masturbating...)

- Random touches, kisses, ruffling my hair, carrying me, pressing me against the wall or bed, touching foreheads, hugs, cuddles, massages, wound caring, caressing my skin, cockwarming, grabbing my arm, holding my face, feeling me all over, pulling me closer, embracing me, etc. 🫠🩷✨❤️

- Apparently a Little... (It's not a kink. But I wanted to include it here anyways. Just read more about DDLB and... I kinda want it ;-;) (Could also just be pleasure dom related. I'm not sure yet)

My turnoffs (I'm just not into it):

- Skat/Piss/Blood

- Ageplay (It turns me off when it comes to sex.)

- Petplay

- Slaves

- Hurtful Doms

- Pain, Degradation, Denial, Detrans

- Knifeplay

- Breathplay (No Hands on my throat!)

- Vore

- Gore

- Feedee

- Obesity (I love you all, but I really don't like the texture and weight and health risks. I couldn't stop thinking about your health.)

- Hot wax or ice (Temperature play is fun, but I'm overly sensitive to strong temperatures)

- Tickling (I will cry. Don't do this to me. I have allodynia and it will hurt like heck. Not enjoyable at all. Not even a little bit. ☹️❌)

- Roleplay (I just can't do it. I'm unable to. Maybe just a little bit. Honestly it depends. I've never done it.) (But I do like dressing up :3c)

Google is your friend, but you can ask me anything about it if you're curious.

If you DM me I might not answer, but I'm happy to answer comments and asks ^////^

Also I might add something in the future if I remember an interesting detail. 🌈☀️

Edit: Strongest kinks are marked with ❤️

[chronicbeans]

A Random Fact About Each Iolite Hospital Character:

Aluminum: He has joint pain from his medication, so he sometimes wears knee and wrist braces.

Dr. Cogsworth: He and Dr. Baxter dated at one point after Baxter asked him out. He kinda misses those times, but he felt bad due to his difficulty showing affection or recognizing his emotions.

Dr. Baxter: He's scared of thunder, cars, dogs, basically anything that can be loud.

Maya: She's scared of water. Most Landsharks physically can't swim, though, so her fear is mostly from instinct.

Derek: He sleeps in a nest made of hay. Cow People prefer the feeling of hay to a mattress when sleeping indoors, since it reminds them of the feeling of grass/the ground, which they are meant to sleep on.

Johnny Doe: He has hyperacusis, or a reduced tolerance to sounds. Normal sounds seem too loud and annoying, while loud ones can be painful. He's stressed by this, a lot of the time, which is why he eats a lot (including the things his pica causes him to eat). It helps him calm down. He hasn't mentioned it because he thinks his sound intolerance is normal.

Father Cosmos: It is very flirtatious, which might seem unbecoming of a priest. However, due to the fact that everyone in this world only knows about Christianity and any human religion due to the religious scriptures falling into the world without context, their version of Christianity, Judaism, and such are very different than the human versions. This is made extra difficult due to it being the only person following Christianity. It believes that it is okay for a religious leader of Christianity to be flirtatious, due to it having no other role model to follow.

Chef Starlight: Her favorite texture of food is crunchy. She can eat her favorite food, void chips, for days. The only reason why she doesn't do so is because void chips are extremely unhealthy and she doesn't want to be a bad role model for the patients.

Dr. Clown: She tries to keep everyone's spirits up by holding a magic show every Sunday and Saturday. She also makes balloon animals and balloon teeth, face paints, and tells knock-knock jokes.

[puns3]

♱「 ✦ Mia “Soccerball” Salvatore ✦ 」

·:¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨:·

✦ “[AFTER EVERYTHING, IT WAS ALL FAKE!?]”

✦ Nicknames

⤷ Soccerball, SB

♱ Gender/Pronouns

⤷ she/xe/ze

✦ Age

⤷ 27

♱ object based off

⤷ Soccer-ball

♱ Sexuality

⤷ Straight

♱ Neuros/Disorders (Autism, Adhd, etc)

⤷ Depression

♱ Personality

⤷ A former mean girl, turned ||suicidal|| depressed (still mean and a bitch). Soccerball has self doubt frequently and hates herself! Wow, poor SB.

✦ Likes

⤷ Calendar, ||nooses||, Notebook, her few friends, being comforted

✦ Dislikes

⤷ ||bombs||, herself, competitions, loud noises, Shoey, shoes in general, blood

✦ Fears

⤷ ekrixiphobia, Phonophobia

♱ Abilities

⤷ Able to use legs for almost anything, fast running speed. Trauma: SB gains extreme speed for 6 seconds the lower her health is, or when xe are attacked

♱ Strengths

⤷ extremely good at using her legs for basically anything, amazing eyesight, advanced sense of touch, advanced senses in general, EXTREMELY, EXTREMELY fast

♱ Weaknesses

⤷ hyperacusis, loud noises, ||bombs||, hir own self hatred, easy to manipulate, lack of arms

✦ Extra

⤷ Soccerball was a character in my object show. Calendar was hir crush before he died.

✦ Description/Bio

⤷ A former foe, Soccerball has redeemed herself at the costs of xyr sanity. Our dear former bully is trying extremely hard to stop hir dark actions and thoughts, working hard to become better. No matter what- she always has, and always will hate xemself.

✦ Stats

⤷ Movement speed- 5 Extraction speed- 2 Skillcheck-2 Stamina-4 Stealth-3 Health- 3

✦ [Language of the Lost by Riproducer]

▶︎ •၊၊|၊။||||။|‌‌၊|• 0:10 ★。／｜＼。★

[wildandbraveofficial]

Make the Choice You Can When I first started grappling with hyperacusis, a specialist explained that I was showing signs of what doctors call “loudness hyperacusis” and “pain hyperacusis.” He also warned me that patients often progress to experience more forms of hyperacusis, including what they call “annoyance hyperacusis” and “fear hyperacusis.” Understanding the differences,…

[redacted-coiner]

Do you know flags for Hyperacusis (sound hypersensitivity)?

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Symptoms of Hyperacusis: Recognizing the Signs with Hearing Excellence

Decoding the Symptoms Beyond Just Noise Sensitivity The crux of hyperacusis is the intolerable loudness of ordinary sounds. But it’s more than just “loud noises hurt”. For many, even the ticking of a clock can feel like a hammer to the eardrums. Physical Reactions Ear pain: It’s not just discomfort. It can be sharp, sudden, and incapacitating. A Fullness in the Ear: Ever felt like your ears are clogged after a swim? That’s what this feels like, but without the pool. Emotional Responses This isn’t just an ear issue. It’s a heart and mind one too. Anxiety & Stress: Sounds become not just bothersome but sources of dread and fear. Social Isolation: Avoiding places and people because they’re “too loud” can be a lonely experience. Heightened Fear & Irritability: It’s hard to stay calm when the world feels like it’s screaming at you. Sleep Disturbances How can one sleep when the world’s volume is turned up high? Many with hyperacusis battle insomnia, waking up startled by sounds most of us would ignore. https://hearingexcellence.ca/hyperacusis-symptoms/

[reidscanehand]

Hello!! So congrats on 3k!! You so deserve it! For your celebration, how about a blurb with 2 and 61 with Hotch?

I read a while back about this headcanon, about a hard of hearing / deaf Hotch and thought it had so much potential!! That's actually why I chose number 2 and 61 since I thought they kind of fitted with the headcanon. So anyway, if you would wanna draw inspiration from that, I would love it! If not, then I know I'll like whatever it is you end up writing 😄

The Art of Being Heard

RCH 3k Celebration

Prompts: 2. "You have a beautiful voice." and 61. “I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have done that, you can look after yourself…I shouldn’t have…I’m sorry.”

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x BAUfem! Reader

Category: Angst/Fluff/Hurt/Comfort

TW: Hotch not being able to hear and cursing

Word Count: 1641

Thank you so much for the request and I hope it's okay that I used a bit of this headcanon - it's really more just me using the fact that Hotch would definitely have hearing issues. By the way, just as a note for this whole thing, I’m not going to add my taglist to every fic, but I’ll add it to the masterlist for the whole celebration. I hope you all like it! xx

Of all the concerns Aaron Hotchner had regarding his wellbeing when joining the FBI none had extended to his hearing. He’d feared bullet wounds, a vengeful unsub, sure, but not hearing loss. In 2008, however, he’d been a part of an unsub’s bombing incident on a case in New York, causing him to develop hyperacusis from a small tear in his eardrum

For the most part, following actually allowing himself to recover and a small procedure involving a natural bonding agent to repair the tear in his ear, his hearing has been fine. Fine being the operative term as his hearing isn’t...exactly great. It’s gotten worse as he’s gotten slightly older, natural aging was a part of it, as was the brutal toll of his final altercation with George Foyet. He hadn’t noticed it for a while, but, after collapsing from some internal bleeding due to leftover scar tissue from the Foyet incident, his hearing had been different. His sensitivity to sound, never quite the same as it had once been, had become more intense. He often had to ask people to speak up, or, more embarrassingly, repeat themselves. Aaron had never been more thankful to be on a team of profilers; they’d picked up on his hearing troubles and took meticulous notes, relayed details they noticed he’d missed with a tactful subtlety. They’d even told you about his hearing issues at some point, making your already seamless transition onto the team seem even smoother. 

You joined the team about a year after his internal bleeding scare. To say Aaron had been unprepared for you would be an understatement. His recent breakup left him unprepared for you, sure, but he doubts much would have prepared him for his attraction to you. There’s a bewitching quality to you; a magnetic trait that he can’t quite place. You’re kind, sure, and good at your job, but it isn’t just that. It’s as though you’re the least shallow human being Aaron’s ever met, there’s so much going on beneath the surface. You keep track of everyone on the team - not just the team, really, but their families and lives outside the BAU. You always have a spare moment, a kind word, or an extra smile for anyone and everyone who might need it, with a spot-on intuition to guide you. 

You’re the first to notice Aaron’s cold, bringing him a warm mug of tea on the jet as the team heads to Denver. You’re sitting next to him, an already overwhelming debacle for his good sense, and it makes the drop off of the tea a subtle affair. He’s entirely certain you’ve planned it this way, fully aware that he doesn’t like the team worrying about him.

“How did you know?” Aaron asks quietly when the team breaks after an initial discussion. The flight is long, and he’d be lying if he said his head wasn’t already hurting from his cold and the added pressure of the plane. Those issues are easy to ignore, however, as your mouth quirks into a small smile. 

“You sound a little stuffy,” you reply, just as quietly, leaning into his personal space ever so slightly so that he can hear you. It’s subtle and were he not a profiler, he wouldn’t notice, but he knows you’re doing it so that you don’t alert the rest of the team and so that he’ll definitely be able to hear you.

“Do I?” he asks, and he can feel a slight blush heating his cheeks. 

If possible, your smile grows even more, “Just a little.”

“How embarrassing,” he murmurs. 

Your eyes widen ever so slightly, “Not at all.” 

Aaron surprises himself when he shoots you a teasing quirk of the lips and it makes you giggle delightfully. He’s thankful he’s close so that he can actually hear it. 

“If anything,” you assure him, inching the slightest bit closer to make sure he is the only one to hear you, “it’s rather endearing.”

“Endearing?” he asks incredulously, thrilled by the small giggle that reaction receives. 

“Yes,” you reassure him, still chuckling. “You sound like Jack did last week.”

“That is where I got the cold from,” he agrees, incapable of containing his grin as he continually makes you laugh and smile like this. 

“And that’s why you sound endearing,” you reaffirm. “It’d be hard not to find a Hotchner man endearing, I think.”

“You clearly haven’t met my brother,” Aaron jokes ruefully, rewarded with another small giggle from you. 

“Is Jack doing better?” you ask suddenly. “I know he didn’t want to miss his soccer game last Saturday.”

“He’s much better,” Aaron replies. “Thank you, by the way, for the soup. He absolutely loved it.”

“It was nothing,” you almost whisper, the first thing you’ve said that he could potentially miss. He doesn’t miss it, though. In fact, he does his damnedest to make sure he never misses anything you say. 

“It wasn’t nothing,” Aaron says, almost sternly. “If anything, you’ve gotten my son addicted to matzo ball soup.”

“Easily done,” you joke quietly, shooting him a shy smile. “I can make more for you if you’d like.” 

“You don’t have to,” Aaron whispers, “but it’d be nice.”

“Your wish is my command,” you say softly. “Besides, we can’t have you all stuffy and losing your voice, SSA Hotchner.” 

“What a tragedy that would be,” he says sarcastically. 

“It certainly would be,” you smile, “you have a beautiful voice.”

The sentiment is so sweet, so genuine that Aaron can’t really manage a response. He smiles almost uneasily, certain no one’s ever been so outrightly kind to him. He quells his blush and ignores the pointed stare Rossi’s giving him from across the aisle by shutting his eyes, hoping the pressure in his head lessens so he can share more quiet conversations with you on the jet. 

However, it’s not really in the cards, or so it would seem. The high altitude of Denver, Colorado is an absolute bitch to the senses, but it makes Aaron damn near deaf. It’s so bad the team can’t even keep the overhead lights on in the conference room at the local precinct as he swears there’s a buzzing no one else can hear. He feels awful; sick, nearly deaf, and so confused due to these issues that he’s in a terrible mood. Putting all of this into consideration, the team is being rather wonderfully understanding. Rossi suggests he doesn’t go out in the field, which is a good suggestion until it gets so loud in the precinct that Spencer has to take him for a drive to the medical examiner just to get a moment’s peace. Garcia figures out how to turn on closed captioning for their video calls and JJ, bless her, writes everything down. She has the best handwriting by far, and Aaron’s convinced he wouldn’t know a single aspect of the case if not for her notes and Garcia’s subtitles. Alex and Derek become experts on tapping him subtly to get his attention when they or others need him so that no one will yell for him, making it worse. And you keep him well-stocked in tea and general support. At some point, you become his personal speaker, your calming voice the perfect balm to the chaos around him. You bring him JJ’s notes and news from the case, make sure he always has a scarf on when he goes outside, and even find some ear cleaner at a local drug store that you deliver to his hotel room without a word. 

The case is solved, but the unsub attempts to shoot one of them (a shot to Alex’s kevlar that results in the unsub being shot by Derek), and Hotch is worried that he might lose his hearing forever. He feels terrible, not just due to the pain in his ears, but also due to his behavior at the scene. You and Rossi had both rushed to his aide as he’d practically fallen to the ground from the ringing in his ears. He’d brushed both of you off aggressively rushing into an SUV with the local police chief and avoiding everyone and heading back to the hotel. In a few hours, as it nears early morning, his head feels a bit closer to normal, the ringing in his ears is gone, but the shame remains. Rossi is assuaged with a quick text, but you...he’s determined to convey how truly sorry he is. 

“Hotch,” you breathe, opening your door far too quickly for someone who definitely should have been asleep. “What are you-”

“I’m sorry,” he interrupts you. “I didn’t mean to...I shouldn’t have-”

“No, Hotch,” you cut him off. “No, it’s my fault. I didn’t mean to...to baby you. I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have done that, you can look after yourself…I shouldn’t have…I’m sorry.”

With an out-of-the-blue confidence he can only attribute to the late hour and the wish to never see you look so utterly diminished again, Aaron cups your face in his hands, “Don’t, um, don’t say that.” 

You stare up at him, wide-eyed, “But...but I-I didn’t mean to annoy you or-”

“You could never,” Aaron rasps, “never annoy me. You are the sweetest, loveliest woman I have ever met in my entire life. And...and I would be a fool to ignore that you...you hear me. You hear what I need and what I’m feeling without me saying anything.”

“It’d be hard,” you say, quiet but sure, “to act as though I’m anything but in love with you.”

“You’re...you’re in love with me?” Aaron asks, and for the first time in ages, he can’t feel anything but relief and joy. 

“Well,” you smile, meeting his eyes, “of course I am.”

“Good,” he whispers, eyeing your lips, “because I’m in love with you too.”

~~~

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[echo-of-sounds]

hates/scared of loud noises

How Aizawa, Toshi, Hizashi, and Gang Orca would help their s/o who is scared of and jumps at loud/sudden noises. These are shorter than my usual headcanons. I just wanted to write these because there have been so many thunderstorms lately and five houses around me were using fireworks all damn weekend. It’s exhausting getting startled that badly every thirty minutes. 

Aizawa Shouta

He’s a quiet guy. His footsteps are near silent. He doesn’t make much noise when working and walking around the apartment. And he has a rather flat affect. In battle, he may yell. To get his student’s attention, his voice might raise oh-so-slightly. In disagreements or arguments, his voice firms up and deepens but it very rarely goes beyond that. It’s pretty nice to live with, except when you yelp because someone’s suddenly talking right behind you. He’ll start to make a little more noise so you don’t get scared.

He understands being afraid of yelling and other such noises but he doesn’t really understand the fear of thunder and fireworks. It’s only noise. It can’t hurt you. Nevertheless, he is a good boyfriend who will comfort you through the storms.

He’s actually glad you don’t like fireworks because it gives him another reason to stay home (though he doesn’t like how scared you get). During thunderstorms and firework shows he’ll lay in bed and hold you tight to his chest. Any loud booms that make you tense up, he’ll stroke your back and whisper that it can’t hurt you and you’re safe.

If there’s one person at the end of the hallway who always slams their door and startles you, he’d encourage you to talk to them. He wants you to stand up for yourself and never wants you to sit back and just accept things that make you uncomfortable. It’s completely possible that they would change their behavior or may not even know they’re doing it. If you truly can’t do it for whatever reason, he will. Besides, he would also like people to not constantly slam things. It’s just annoying.

Yagi Toshinori

He isn’t particularly loud or quiet in the home. After everything he’s gone through, he’s come to be a gentle man and his movements and sounds reflect that. He’ll change simple behaviors to help you. When you’re engrossed in something, he’ll make some noise so you aren’t startled by him. He keeps the TV volume low so no explosions or yelling scares you. If he’s going to drop something heavy, he warns you in advance.

The accommodations are simple but that doesn’t stop feelings of being needy or high-maintenance from rising. You should be able to handle a door closing or a dog barking without your heart skipping. He’ll notice your worry very quickly. Once you talk about it, he’ll assure you everything he does is so easy he barely notices that he does it anymore. He just wants you to feel comfortable.

At the end of an anxiety-ridden day, hearing a cell phone ring can be shocking enough that you cry. He’s immediately beside you, helping you through any grounding or self-soothing techniques. He knows them well since he’s found them useful for his own anxieties.

Toshi enjoys festivals and fireworks. He likes the community, the colors, the food, and the fun. When he learns you don’t like them, he will be disappointed that he can’t experience all of that with you. If you ever want to go and leave before the fireworks start, he’d be grateful. If you don’t, he understands and hides his disappointment so you don’t feel bad. And if you encourage him to go with his friends, he won’t. He wouldn’t be able to enjoy himself, worrying about you being alone and scared. The only way he could go and actually have fun is if you’re with a friend or family member. 

Yamada Hizashi

His shouting and yelling can be intimidating. Sometimes it’s on purpose. Sometimes his voice booms on accident, notably when he’s emotional. But he hates seeing you flinch/recoil so he pays extra attention to his quirk whenever you’re around. 

He’d be a little bummed out if you don’t want to go to any concerts or live music because he loves sharing his interests with you. Don’t worry though. He gets it and would never push you. To make up for it, he’ll want to watch recordings of concerts with you. Even if you don’t like the band or music, sitting through the hour long video is the least you could do. He loves it so much and his smile is worth it.

He becomes very aware of your sensitivities in the environment. Every time a balloon pops or some kid screeches he checks in with you. Different days allow different tolerances. If you’re okay, he’ll be attentive to you from there on out, holding your hand for reassurance. If he turns and sees you’re clearly upset, he guides you to safety.

Those times when something thuds loudly in the next apartment and you can’t calm down even though there’s no real threat, he’s right there to soothe you. It’s the same through thunderstorms. If he’s not home, he’ll call you to talk you through it. If he is home, he’ll give you noise-canceling headphones and curl up with you under a soft blanket (totally not unlike that Ouran High School Host Club moment).

Gang Orca

He makes a lot of noise unintentionally. This guy’s footsteps can be surprisingly heavy and startling. His strength gets away from him every now and then, leading to something getting broken. And, while he’s not clumsy, having such a hulking figure has led his head and arms to get knocked against a wall or machine in a small space. Whenever he makes a sudden and/or loud noise, he apologizes immediately and comforts you. Sometimes you get more worried about his scuffed forehead than the sound. At least it diverts your attention away from any anxiety.

After getting startled, it’s hard to refocus because you’re so on edge, fearing another noise or something worse will come soon. He may not know how to help the first few times it happens. He just knows you’re scared and will comfort you to the best of his ability. Later, he’ll ask if there’s anything you use to self-soothe or what he can do to help you better.

He’s always willing to listen if you need to vent or want to open up about why you get scared. Sometimes there’s a physical or mental cause (hyperacusis, past trauma, high anxiety) and sometimes there isn’t. If it becomes debilitating and interrupts your life, he will encourage you to visit a doctor to see if there’s something out there that would help you. 

He loves thunderstorms. The rain, sounds, and smells are all comforting to him. He’s fairly shocked that some people don’t like them. During unusually intense thunderstorms, he’ll prepare a nice hot bath with your favorite candles and music. He’ll join if you ask and it’s possible it’ll lead to more intimate, distracting things.

[iltaimpi]

{ A lot of the mental disorder corresponds with the hyperacusis.

Zatta also used to cover her ears before yelling. As a child, the main thing that probably indicated her hearing was painfully sensitive was how soft-spoken and taciturn she was. She was apparently a very quiet baby. As a kid, she was seen as shy, and she had trouble befriending other kids because of how untalkative she was. However, it was almost entirely because speaking at a normal volume hurt her. Even through teens / young adulthood, she struggled to make friends for other reasons. In university, she had two friends.

She's actually pretty much always walked silently ( and snuck up on people, scaring the fuck out of them * ); the sound of her own footsteps pissed her off as a child, so she learnt how to walk as quietly as physically possible. She knew every creaky floorboard in the house so that she could avoid all of them. She used to refuse to go into certain rooms of the house if they had a tendency to settle.

She got into a habit of covering her ears at certain exact times of the day, every day, regardless of whether she was actually home or not, because the icemaker scared the fuck out of her. She mostly grew out of it, but due to muscle memory and the consistency of the habit through her childhood, she actually started adjusting to icemakers in other places where she's lived or spent enough time. Though mostly able to repress it, sometimes she's seen covering her ears 'for no reason'.

She also used to be scared of the vacuum, fireworks, train and truck horns... and balloons, so naturally, her big sister liked to pop them behind her to scare the fuck out of her and make her cry.

Specifically because of that, her globophobia is the only one of these that has actually persisted into adulthood. So, yes, Zatta, even as an assassin, is fucking afraid of balloons. Most of the other things are just things that annoy her, she'll get mad, or she's learnt to cope... not balloons, really. Still freaks out but tries to get away from the situation before she can start visibly freaking out. Or crying. Nobody is going to see her cry. And even if they do they know they're taking it to the grave with them.

Around her younger teen years she got a Walkman and earphones and spent all her fucking time just. wearing those earphones. They were her fucking lifeline for being less shy and functioning better as a human person. Though she had to keep it at a very low volume, assuming she could manage to listen with the earphones in at all, she became very attached to the medium of music, even though it could cause her pain. Her attachment to music is what eventually pushed her to build up her tolerance to sound, at least somewhat.

* [ Ironically, the fact that she scared people so much was counterproductive to her goal of quietness since they would react loudly out of fear. For a while, she got used to walking all the way around a person, at a wide berth, and only approaching them once she was in their line of vision already.

Naturally, as an adult—despite her hearing being even more sensitive due to her Stand—she unlearnt this, which is good, considering the assassination job. But she could do to scare her coworkers a little less often no matter how funny it is. She makes a concerted effort, however, not to sneak up on Ghiaccio after doing so once, because she swore her ears were ringing for the rest of the day. Though she claims that Ghiaccio "has a fucking point at least half the time", she also admits that once he reaches a particular volume, she usually can't really understand him. For the sake of wanting to be able to communicate, Ghiaccio tries to speak more quietly to her, but it's not easy for him to control his volume ].

Er, that was longer than I expected. My silly little habit of accidental OC loredumps. Lots of text with no visuals. Anyone want to see younger Zatta?}

{Drawing young Zatta is so funny to me. She Used To Be Normal. She used to have braces. She used to have glasses. She probably used to have a diary. Of course, there was also the mental disorder.}

[quelsentiment]

crimson, ruby & merlot !!

Hi Nova, hope you’re having a lovely day 😊🌞

🌹 crimson: if you could have only one photo or poster on your wall, what would it be?

there’s a picture of my late grandmother when she was young that I really really love. she was an amazing person and i’m always trying to live up to her, so i guess that’s what i’d choose 😌

💖 ruby: favourite pre-2000 song?

SO MANY. i spent my teenage years listening to 80s and 90s music. but i’m gonna go with one of my favourite songs by one of my favourite bands, aka Strangelove by Depeche Mode

🎈merlot: do you have any unusual fears?

i have a deep-gutted fear of crocodiles, but thankfully that’s not the kind of thing you encounter everyday! otherwise i’m always fearful of loud noises due to having hyperacusis (low tolerance to sound). so like being around dogs or young children always makes me on edge haha lockdown has been a blessing in that sense 🙄

Shades of red asks 💞

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