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ace-of-gay · 1 year

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Little mouse in an ocean

Stucky x little reader

Word count: 1,803 words oops lol

Warnings: intense sensory overload that leads to a more internalized meltdown, loki shows up, sippy, caregiver names like daddy, and dada, little names like baby boy, and munch short ofr munchkin, fidget items, sound canceling headphones, chest binding, comfort items.

Edited to the best of my ability

Age regression is a coping mechanism, if your not knowledgeable and uncomfortable of the topic either read up on it or ignore please <3

Reader is a trans man, no weight, ethnicity or hair type mentioned, reader is at least slightly able bodied in this

Dont like it dont read it especially when theres warnings

You’d been anticipating the event for a while so it didn't sneak up on you or anything but the Impending stress of having to mask for several hours and converse with people like it was on your everyday agenda, this was nothing of how you liked it, well beyond the several month warning, it gave you time to prepare both mentally and physically, gathering items you would need incase of a worst case scenario in a messenger bag, ranging from two different means of music, noise canceling headphones around the front part of the strap, Bluetooth earbuds fully charged and inside of the most front pouch accompanied by an infinity cube graced with rubber edges to not click like a normal cube, not wanting to bring attention to your discomfort in any situation.

Your favorite book, a couple small sweet and salty snacks depending on the situational needs, alongside a comfort snack , your smaller communication cards, a few more fidgets and essential items.

Bucky and Steve helped pack this bag for you, it being perfectly assembled for anything you could possibly need.

With that Bucky took you out to find a nice casual suit with fabrics that don’t irritate you.

All the small things arranged, it had your mind settled enough not to stress through the remaining time.

That is until you got there, when walking into the event hall you tug on the bottom of the jacket to your suit, adjusting it, "do you even pass?", whether or not you’re shorter, curvier, if your voice is deep enough , or if your handshake was firm enough, what ever your though in comparison may have been the idea of not passing was terrifying, Steve walking on your left puts his right hand on your shoulder leaning in, "you look handsome, i promise you’re absolutely perfect" his whispers calmed the choppy waters in your mind from becoming rapids.

You worked with some of these people, you knew a good portion of faces, knew even more names, your social analyzing has you determining who is good to talk to and who isn’t purely based on how they carry themselves, the people they talk to and how people look when they walk away, all factors you use to keep you most comfortable.

The best places to be in situations are either outside separate from people or around the food table where most often people are too occupied with collecting snacks and other food items, keeping your talking to a minimum and keeping your social battery higher for longer.

You figured you’d head over that way if it felt dire but for now you stuck with Bucky and Steve.

Trailing through the large people filled room, your boyfriends on each side of you to keep unwanted physical touch to a minimum.

Director fury approaches you three, shaking each persons hands, you know fury pretty well, the conversation going quick and simple, just as easy as the night had gone so far until people started ushering Steve one way and Bucky the other, leaving you disoriented, not entirely sure who you should go with, the confused lapse in time has you loosing them in the crowd, that’s okay, you’re big right now, you can fend for yourself, maybe find Nat or Thor, maybe Thor forced Loki to come along with.

That would be nice, a silent companion to keep you company while sitting in a dark corner avoiding most interactions, actually corners probably have the most amount of echo, at least perspective wise that is, you'd be able to hear everyone and than being next to a corn means you’re closer to the sound reflection hearing it twice, that’s something that would absolutely irritate you, possibly even give you a splitting headache.

Being in this room no one by your side, having to navigate your way through a crowd of now unfamiliar faces, peoples conversations bouncing off of one another, high heels going in all directions, clicking like shark teeth in infested feeding water, social vampires, maybe not everyone but gods did it feel like everyone.

People feasting off of communication, jingling keys like lures, or maybe bells, like the service indication bell in your local comfort food restaurant, so many indications, so many people, all sounds equally intrusive you just want to shut it out but you cant until you’re in a place where no one will question why you have headphones on at a party.

A constantly shifting maze of people, hands patting your back as people pass through the crowd, a few people stopping you for conversations that you try to keep to a minimum saying you’re looking for Bucky or Steve.

Standing in such a room alone, you would be able to feel the air currents change but this room packed with more people than an official tony stark party, it felt like the air itself had stiffened and is on the brink of collapsing in your lungs, it felt suffocating to the point holding your breath would be a better means of keeping yourself together than breathing at all.

With everything swirling, people constantly touching you, talking to you, your mind slips fast, in moments like this you put on chapstick and pretend its superglue so not to make a cosmic fool of yourself if you could even manage to get words out.

You finally make it out of the crowd only to realize most of the drinks are probably spiked, you refrain from drinking anything you don’t know, you make a b line to the patio door stepping out into the cool fresh air, the bite of cold in your lungs amongst a deep breath being the edge of the blade, it was soothing, so soothing that everything from inside broke loose, a quiet choked sob broke from your chest, if you were big right now you would know what to do but you feel so small, so very small, like a mouse in the ocean next to a baleen whale.

Your hands trembling as though electricity was pulsing through your veins, rapidly looking around, dazed vision making everything quite unclear, bumping into someone you begin to stumble back, just your luck, both big and small you know that waterfall of black locks anywhere, and he knew you.

Loki, one person who understood the entirety of the situation, carefully he leads you aside, "you’re okay, its going to be okay, we'll find Bucky and Steve" mumbling it out quietly, the first vast difference between him and the room, his voice like Bucky and Steve’s voices was safe.

He takes the headphones off the front strap of your messenger bag, helping you put them on over your ears, feeling the world go silent, sound has pressure so the lack of sound felt less like a kick drum in your ears and more like a deep breath in winter air.

Taking the communication cards out of your bag he finds two cards, showing each one, you look at him with big eyes, tears still threatening to spill you show him the mouse card.

Small.

He nods, handing you one of the small fidgets, closing your bag and taking your hand, into his cold delicate one.

He signals for you to take a few deep breaths with him and than you’re once again back into the warped room, warm of people, sharp of knowing all the sounds, he leads you through the very best route but even still people are bumping into your, patting your back when passing and trying to stop you in your tracks.

You can see Steve’s golden hair practically glowing, you let go of Loki’s hand trying to rush past people to your boyfriend but another sturdy intruding body gets in the way, bumping you causing you to drop your fidget, looking to the ground to find it.

A small mouse in the ocean amongst a group of narwhals in the eye of a thunderstorm.

Electricity raging in your hands, in your arms, in your chest and in a split second your dominant hand slams down hard onto your thigh three times just above your knee, grabbing your fidget, doing your best to hold back the electricity, you watch as Steve turns around.

Its as if he’s in slow motion, you cant get to him fast enough, you’re being held against his chest, holding tightly to his shirt fabric creasing in your grasp, he’s talking to Loki getting the most of what he can on what happened.

He has you turn around so you can walk but your eyes are closed he’s directing you through, making sure nothing touches you.

You feel the cool air touch your tear streaked cheeks cooling the tear trails.

Sitting in the car you wait for Bucky, eating one of your snacks and drinking a water based drink Steve had poured into a spare sippy he kept in the car.

"I’m so sorry munch, i turned away and you were gone, we didn't mean to put you through that, I’m so proud of you for finding Loki and letting him help", you nuzzle further into his side, touch may be unsafe but theirs was magic.

Bucky hops in the front seat turning to look at you and Stevie cuddled together in the back, reaching out for Bucky he takes your hand and holds it to his lips, he can tell just how small you are from how easy you are to maneuver. "Hi baby boy, daddy is here, lets go home now, is that okay?" You didn't respond, you were too busy feeling the metal plates of his hand.

The drive home was quick, tucked into dada Steve’s side, feeling the thrum of his heart in his chest between each breath, now inside in comfortable clothes and out of your binder one of Steve’s hoodies on you with the sleeves rolled up so your hands could peek out, laying safely between both of your caregivers, the havoc of the day having tired you out.

Bucky gets a notification saying that the food he ordered was delivered, he leaves only to return with dinner and your stuffy he picked up from the living room on his way back.

Little jerks and jolts here and there from remnant electricity occasionally causing you to hold your breath only for one of your daddies to find a new way to remind you to breathe, this time dada Stevie tapped the tip of your nose causing you to quietly coo, breathing.

Words aren’t an expectation, neither are sounds, they just want you to feel better and if that means holding you safely tucked between them than so be it, they would do anything and everything to keep their boy safe.

Because they’re with you til the end of the line.

This is twice as long as i meant for it to be but you absolutely deserve a longer fic, thank you so much for your patience and thank you for requesting <33 @valetim09

I had to fix the layout because for some odd reason it got all mixed up

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lone-wolf-nergiganos · 1 year

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Headcannons for the Autistic Trio!

Bakugo x Midoriya x M!Reader

How they help each other out when they're dealing with meltdown, sensory overload, and shutdowns

(Thank you friend! 🤗)

Sure Anon, your request is approved 💙😁

Autistic! Bakugou X Autistic! Male Reader X Autistic! Deku Headcanons

You are boyfriends with Bakugou and Deku, and you three have been a very loving trio. There's one thing you three have in common too, and that is being autistic

There would be times where all of you have to deal with breakdowns and all that, but you three would always get through them by comforting each other

Whenever you have your breakdowns, you would feel completely overwhelmed. Fortunately you have the same class as Bakugou and Deku, and once they see you at your worst, they would immediately come to you and comfort you

Whenever Deku has his breakdowns, he would back and forth while holding his head. But you and Bakugou would of course comfort him until he feels better

Bakugou is different however, because he would yell at the whole class for being too loud due to him not liking loud noises

Despite having countless of meltdowns though, you three would always love each other no matter what

#my hero academia x male reader #my hero academia headcanons #mha x male reader #mha headcanons #bakugou x male reader #bakugou headcanons #bakugou fluff #deku x male reader #deku headcanons #deku fluff #x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #autistic

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redheadjustin · 2 years

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Not sure how todo these but could you maybe make a part 2 of edwards basterd where y/n meets Bella if you haven’t already? You don’t half to just wanted to ask.

So, I always planned on doing a part two for this. But given the amount of requests I had and the fact I was working on The ginger Cullen chapter four meant I had a lot to write. But, since this technically counts as a request I can justify writing it so I hope you enjoy it. I also know not everyone reading this is austisic but I wanted to use this as an opportunity to show what some autisic kids go through be it from their peers or their “caretakers' ' as I know how it feels with both. So I hope you receive this well and this is a chance to treat those with autism better.

Your short time with the Cullen family and Embry had been nice. Esme loved to cook your favorite meals and always made enough for Embry to have some witch the wolf greatly appreciated, as he loved to spend any time he could being with you. Carlisle was your personal doctor and a good one at that. He knew how to get you to open up about an injury faster than anyone, even Edward had issues doing that. Alice of course loved to use you as a dress up doll. Since Reneeseme grows so fast she has more time to get clothes for you as while you are half vampire you age at a normal rate. So, you are the only four year old in forks to wear Gucci, Louis Vuitton and Versace. Embry laughs at the look on your face whenever It’s time for another outfit fitting. Jasper does TRY to raine in his mate but well, It doesn’t work but he does try. Rosalie loves to teach you about cars which is easy considering your gift of seeing people's memories just by looking into someone’s eyes. She also gets you model cars and loves to help build them. Emmett is the one to teach you sports and you love football, basketball and kickball. You look at Emmett as your older brother as he’s such a child at heart. Emmett is also the one to stay with you during thunderstorms while the others play baseball.

Your sister, Renesme, loves you but doesn't spend a lot of time with you as you’d like. Jacob always tries to include you and Embry with the two of them but your older sister just isn’t that interested in you. It’s nothing personal but unfortunately Renesme takes after her mother as much as her father.

Embry is a big brother to you but everyone knows that as you get older his feelings will change and no one cares. Edward knows embry would never hurt you and is the perfect match for you. Embry loves spending every waking moment he can with you and makes sure you’re never alone. While Embry can’t take you on patrol with him he does leave you with Emily and you LOVE to help Emily cook for the pack. Embry moved into the pack house a bit after he imprinted on you as he couldn’t stand his mother’s questions and accusations. Embry desperately wishes you could meet his mother but until Sam and the counsel knew for sure who Embry’s father is, they wouldn’t approve telling Tiffaney Call about the pack and intern about Embry’s Imprint. Embry also had a room at the Cullens as It was immensely painful to be away from you for more than forty five minutes. Rose raises objections to how close Embry is to you but they fall on deaf ears as Embry has Edward’s trust, speaking of Edward.

Edward is the best daddy you could EVER ask for. He always gets you up in the morning and gives you a morning bath and as many hugs as you ask for no matter how wet you are. Edward loves to look at your green eyes and it’s trippy for Edward to see that used to be his all those years ago. You were quiet and reserved around your daddy. It wasn’t that you didn’t like or trust him but you were always shy. The only people who understand are Embry and your daddy. Your daddy understood because he could hear your thoughts and that gave you a close bond with him. One Edward never shared with Renesmee as his little girl grew up too fast literally. Embry understood because he was that kid. Embry didn’t know his father and was always teased because of that. Embry was shy, reserved and cautious, only speaking when he had to. So if anyone understood you without hearing your thoughts it’d be Embry.

Edward was protective of you, and you didn’t mind a bit. It was a welcomed change from your mom who would leave you with your grandma and go partying. You listened to your daddy and Family as you understood it was for your protection. Sometimes you have difficulty reading and getting distracted and social cues are hard as well. Not to mention that you get overwhelmed by a lot of people and you could be overstimulated by anything and had preferences on what textures were okay for you. Carlisle was able to diagnose you with being on the autism spectrum within two weeks of being with the Cullens. This only endeared you to the wolfpack even more. They viewed you as a pup that needed a bit more help than other pups. It was the same with the Cullens. They made accommodations and helped you adjust and made sure you weren’t uncomfortable. And so far it was going great! But now you had to meet Bella or your stepmother.

Ever since you came to live with your daddy Bella stayed away. Whether it be in Alaska with the other vegetarian coven or managing to visit her mother, she made it known she didn’t like you. Not to your face of course but it was clear to everyone that she didn’t like you. But, for some reason she insisted on coming back to meet you after she was told of your autism.

You were sitting on the back patio with Embry in his wolf from on your left side. You absentmindedly ran your hand through his fur. You LOVED Embry’s fur, it was safe texture number one and you loved anytime Embry would let you pet his fur. You had a nervous posture and it didn’t take a genus to determine why you were on edge. You wanted to meet your stepmom but you had this feeling in your gut. You felt like you knew Bella because of the people’s memories you’ve seen her in but you also knew you were the reason she’s been away from forks and that made you apprehensive.

You giggle as Embry licks your cheek. While Embry’s wolf tongue isn’t exactly a safe texture you don’t stop him as you know it’s the only way for Embry to show affection in wolf form. Embry nudges your shoulder with his snout causing your giggiels to turn into laughter. Embry’s ears perked up as he heard the door to Bella’s car open and close. “She’s here?” You asked in a weak voice. The wolf’s nod told you all you needed to know. You were nervous and could feel a meltdown coming. You wish you’d already met Bella when you first arrived at the Cullens. You know of Bella��s animosity but you just hoped the time away softened her views. You could hear your daddy telling Bella about the ins and outs of your autism. Your nerves were skyrocketing and Embry felt it through the bond. You see, because of your autism and how sometimes you could go non verbal the imprint created a way for you two to communicate and it was a way for Embry to know how to help. You felt a hand on your shoulder and you knew who it was instantly. “Hey daddy.” You said it so quietly that if your daddy wasn’t a vampire he wouldn’t have heard. “What’s wrong buddy?” Edward asked softly to demonstrate in front of Bella how to deal with your autism. Edward knew what was wrong but he wanted you to use your words so you could get used to telling people how you felt or what you wanted when Embry or himself weren’t around. “Nervous about meeting Bella.” The smile on Edward’s was sweet and understanding and you couldn’t have felt more at peace. “Oh buddy, It’ll be okay you’ll see. How about I go make a snake for you and you get to know Bella, huh?” You were hesitant but the look on your daddy’s face told you that you were safe and you had nothing to fear. You nodded shyly as you liked the idea that your daddy guaranteed that Bella was nice. The mind reader nodded back with a smile at his son and went to the kitchen. As soon as Edward was in the house Bella walked to you and Embry was on alert as he knew Edward told Bella not to approach without warning.

“So, you’re the retard bastard, huh?” Embry gave a warning growl but if Bella heard she didn’t show it. You flinched at the haterade in her voice and your anxiety went through the roof. You did what your daddy told you and stood up and tried to walk into the house but Bella pushed you back down. Embry stood up, still in his wolf form and edged closer to you and her. “Shut up mutt! What’s wrong? Too dumb to defend yourself? Need daddy and a mutt to do it for you?” The amount of disgust in her voice was making you uncomfortable and you wanted to leave. Embry stepped closer as you could hear The other Cullen family members rushing outside. But, Bella went to slap you. Embry lept at Bella and you bolted into the forest much to your daddy’s and Embry’s dismay. You kept running farther and farther away from the Cullen house. You stop running as you see a black wolf step out of the bushies and you recognize it as Sam. You wanted to run more but Then Paul came out of the bushes. Then Jacob, then Jared, Then Quil, Then Leah and then finally, Seth stepped out in his human form.

“Easy Y/N, we’re not here to hurt you. We just wanna make sure you don’t get hurt. Embry called, they’re dealing with Bella right now but your dad couldn’t come get you right now. So, he called us to help and we’d do anything to help you, pup.” For some reason your breathing calmed down. You were deathly afraid of making your daddy mad at you. Your mom never noticed your autism and was a bit harsh, punishing you for the smallest infraction. Edward had only really had one rule for you. Don’t go into the forest unsupervised. And technickley you did just that and you were afraid of your daddy’s reaction. You knew he wouldn’t hit you like your mommy used to but you were afraid that your daddy would keep you away from Embry and at this point that would feel as bad as any beating would. So, you felt immense relief hearing your daddy wasn’t mad at you.

“So, until your daddy or Embry can get you how bout you come back with us to uncle Sam and auntie Emily’s house?” That sounded good to you. You LOVED to be around uncle Sam. You knew Sam was Embry’s half brother making him your uncle for the time being. Sam adored you and LOVED whenever he could babysit you. He’s probably the one who understands your autism the most after your daddy and Embry.

Sam lowered himself, in wolf form to the ground on his belly and let you ride on his back. You were holding back tears as the events between you and Bella finally set in. You had your neck nuzzled into Sam’s fur like it was a lifeline. You just wanted hugs and to be told it would all be okay. You don’t know how long it took but eventually Sam had Seth pick you up so Sam could shift back into a human. The rest went to go to the Cullens house to help as Seth carried you into the house where Emily was already waiting with your favorite kind of cookie.

It seemed like hours to you as you sat in uncle Sam’s lap just drinking milk and calming down. Seth eventually had to join the patrols but you were left in very capable hands with uncle Sam and aunt Emily. You mentioned how you were afraid of being in trouble with your daddy and Embry. Sam had this look on his face and it told you something was wrong but he wouldn’t tell you what was going on but you were used to that. You knew the phrase “Pups don’t need to be worried about big wolf business”. It was around eight at night, after dinner, Embry and your daddy walked through the door and you lept from uncle Sama’s arms just happy that your daddy and Embry came back for you. This joy was short-lived as you saw yours and Embry’s suitcases.

“D-Daddy? W-what's wrong?” You heard the shaking in your voice and you hated how you sounded. “Buddy, Me, you and Embry are going up to Alaska for a bit. It’ll be a bit of a vacation and when we come back you won’t have to worry about Bella anymore, okay bud?” you felt saddened at the fact that you had forced your daddy away from Bella. You keep forgetting about your daddy’s gift. “Bud, listen to me. We’re going away to give Bella to either find a new place to live as she’s no longer welcomed in Forks or for her to reconsider her actions. You’re not forcing me away from her. This is so you don’t have to be afraid of being harmed, my prince. You did nothing wrong. You’re my top priority. So, don’t feel bad. Now, how bout we go see Auntie Tanya. Does that sound good?”

So that’s how you found yourself in the backseat of Edward’s Volvo with your head on Embry’s shoulder. Your head was spinning and you wanted to just forget all the stuff that had happened that day. Embry was texting his pack making sure that If Bella didn’t reform and she didn’t go willingly then Embry got first dibs. Edward kept glancing at you through the rear view mirror. His smile was huge but you were too tired to notice. “Sleep well, pup. You're safe, we got you.” And the heaviness got too much for you to fight. You drifted off to sleep and you could have sworn that you felt Embry’s wolf tongue lick you cheek to let you know you were safe. That you would ALWAYS be safe.

#twilight #x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #male!reader #x male! reader #twilight x male reader #twilight x male! reader #twilight x male oc #male child reader #autism #autistic male reader

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calibowrites · 1 year

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only love

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Rating: Teen & Up

Warnings: Mentions of bullying

You thought that you were over your best friend (ex-best friend?). But a chance meeting in a D.C. coffee shop has your head spinning with everything you never said.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #self insert #childhood friends #autistic male reader #bc im projecting #im rlly proud of this one so far

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bugs1nmybrain · 2 months

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Fem!L Lawliet x Fem!Reader Headcanons

i, myself, have chosen violence

Warnings: wlw/lesbian relationship, fem L w/ female anatomy, autistic L headcanons, some of these apply to canon L, too,, mentions of periods, nsfw+ (18+), subject to receiving a pt. 2

Minors Don't Interact

L would be 5'5" (and a half!). I average this by the fact that for many countries, the average female height is about 5 inches shorter than the male height. L is 5'10 (and a half!) for reference

About a B cup in the chest and has noticeable hips in comparison to how small her waist is, but she's still very slim like Canon L is

She's very frail feeling but her hugs feel nice

soft skin and still has spidery fingers, but smaller and more delicate

her hair is thicker and wavier than Canon L's

sometimes paints her toenails and fingernails but not often

Distant and very introverted. Will likely go hours or days before she speaks to you at first, but she's secretly testing how you react to her indifference

She'll likely approach you first, though, with strong af eye contact

Will ask a bizarre and invasive question. "Is your birthday in *insert your birth month?" "how'd you know??" "I could just tell."

Is surprisingly invasive and clingy. When she likes you she'll follow you around like a cat

And if you somehow have left her while she was unaware, she's right on the cameras looking for you

She'll ask you on cute dates, like out to themed restaurants and bakeries. She'll go shopping with you, but will mostly just spoil you because she wears the same clothes every day

Doesn't like how makeup feels but she'll let you do some mascara on her if you want

She already has her own natural eyeshadow going on lmao

Flirtatious once you've been together for a while, and will blatantly embarrass you and make you flustered because she loves seeing it!!

Liar liar plants for hire

Just as much of a liar as canon L. She'll likely use her girlish charm to her advantage when the situation allows her to

She's what I'd consider a bittersweet liar. She'll deny any grudges that she holds towards you even if she has a list going. "Why would I think that?"

But she also lies "for your own good." She'll lie to you about your abilities to boost your confidence and (she hopes) your efficiency, even if you're bad at what you're doing. She also withholds information that she knows will upset you

She's not emotional herself and is just as blunted as canon L, but she's prone to blushing when she thinks you're especially cute

She is emotionally intuitive, though. She can sense the slightest disturbance in your mood and will likely ask about it

Becomes your personal therapist unintentionally (it is intentional. Everything with L is intentional)

Fem L is gender ambiguous to an extent, because she has what some may consider a "masculine" demeanor.

She has a deep monotone voice and would probably be a low alto if she sang. Could reach tenor notes. Her voice has a sing-song undertone to it, even with it being monotone. Canon dub L, pretty much, just a tiny bit higher

She's actually quite affectionate when she's comfortable with you, but prefers to come to you rather than the other way around. Likes hand holding and playing with your hair

If you ask her for physical affection she'll likely say yes, she just doesn't like sudden touches. Will give you a death stare if you touch her with no warning, but because it's you she'll let it slide with a reminder "please ask next time."

has the softest lips you'll ever know

Uses pet names, endearing ones like "love," "darling," and "sweetheart." I hc canon L doing this, too, but I think fem L would be a bit more generous about it

Her personality isn't very different than canon L's

Likes baggy clothes that fit comfortably and lends her clothes if you'd like!! She wears loose sports bras if she's out of the house because cup bras are very uncomfortable for her. Inside she's almost always braless, though.

Her periods are a breeze for her because she's always on top of the ibuprofen and knows exactly when it's going to start. She may even be on birth control solely for period management because her work cannot risk sitting in bed from excruciating pain

nsfw time

checks you out when you're not looking and finds herself looking at your ass a lot, but she loves your breasts just as equally

she can get very wet accidentally because if she's not working or she's doing a tedious task she finds herself daydreaming about you

she feels very smooth and soft, but also firm

adores eating you out and fingering you because she feels so much pride from making you cum, though she'd never admit it

Praise kink!!

Definitely a soft dom

Communicates effectively during sex, especially those first few times

she's touched herself so she knows where and how to pleasure you, but will still ask you what you enjoy if you know. "What parts of your body are the most sensitive, darling?"

Loves using dildos to penetrate you, too. She also likes you doing the same to her

This is so out of pocket, but I think she has a little bit of lip happening down there

Doesn't shave constantly but maybe every now and then

She's so good at making you horny, and will do it subtly, too. She engages in "foreplay incognito." She'll touch you throughout the day, give you compliments, look at you softer, and then once you actually start making love it feels amazing

A tiny bit of a romantic, I blame it on her Italian side (i'm Italian too leave me be)

chivalry is not dead

secretly wears cute panties!!

(loves if you do, too. But watch out, because she WILL steal them from your dirty laundry)

#l lawliet #l x reader #l lawliet x reader #fem L #fem l lawliet #lesbian L Lawliet #death note fandom #l lawliet headcanons #wlw reader

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mercedesvince · 10 months

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could you do something with Kim Pine and an autistic male reader? thanks

KIM PINE X AUTISTIC MALE READER

“4 Months”

You Gently filled up your second red plastic cup, making sure as to not get any drink spilled out, while simultaneously trying to get the amount to match the first cup you served. Satisfied with both drinks, you placed the utensil back into the punch bowl and picked up both cups, making your way back to the couch where Kim sat. You took your seat next to her.

You noticed she was looking off to something, or someone, in the crowd. Handing her one of the cups in your hand, she gave you quick glance and smile, then returned to what she was focused on. Following her gaze, it didn’t take you long to figure out what she had been looking at. “He’s been following her around all night,” a voice left of Kim said. You moved your eyes to look at the speaker, Steven. You hadn’t really paid much attention sitting down, so you hadn’t noticed him there. He wasn’t there before you stood up to go get you and Kim some punch, but you’re glad he has made his way over to you guys. You replied with a small hum.

“He’s pathetic,” Kim grumbled next to you. She was referring to Scott Pilgrim, who you were all currently watching move his way across the room and lean against a wall next to a girl. “Who’s she?” you asked, Kim’s eyes moved to look at you, while sipping from her cup. While she was still sipping on the punch, Steven beat her to an answer. “Ramona Flowers, I heard she’s new, from the states,” Again, you replied with a simple hum. “Yeah, and that idiot Scott is trying to go after her,” Kim added.

For the last six months, ever since you first met Kim, she had a thing against Scott, you would even go as far as to say it was hatred. You wanted to ask Kim about, but it seemed like a touchy topic, but after bringing it up with Steven one night, he caved in and explained it to you. They had dated in high school and from what you can tell it left some bad blood between them. At first you were weary of Scott, as for the past four months, you realized you were developing feelings for Kim. Something about her sarcastic, misanthropy personality caught your eye. It was easy for you to understand Kim, she didn’t like many people, and when she said things about someone, she meant it. You saw the way Kim held resentment and disinterest when talking to other people, but when it came to you, she seemed to be more open and communicative. Young Neil pointed it out once, how you hadn’t even known Kim for long and yet she seemed to have more of a liking for you than any members in Sex-bob-omb. You laughed it off, but that didn’t mean you hadn’t noticed it. Part of you wished that it meant Kim returned your romantic feelings. Maybe that meant she also wanted to be more than just friends.

“Earth to [name], you there?” a hand placed on your shoulder, resulting in your body to give a small jolt. You came face to face with Kim, a tinge of embarrassment arose in you, but simply shrugged it off. Kim asked you a question, you should respond. “Sorry just zoned out,” focusing back on the drink, you gazed your eyes down as you took a sip. You hadn’t noticed him get up, but Steven was gone from the chair next to the couch you guys sat on. “I’m bored out of my mind [name], tell me something interesting,” you let out a small exhale, a small smile growing on your face. “[insert a fact about something you like]”, you said as you lowered your red plastic cup. How were these cups so iconic? you saw them everywhere, what made these ones better than any other plastic cup? “Wow, you’re such a nerd,” Kim said as she leaned back on the couch, looking up at you. Turning to look at her again you followed her lead and leaned back, “You love this nerd,” you replied. She fixed her gaze forward “Whatever”. She had turned to look at Scott again, he wasn’t talking to that Ramona girl anymore, but anyone who focused in could tell he was still following her around. “God he’s creepy,” “Well, aren’t you doing the exact thing he’s doing?”

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“Why don’t you come inside?”

You stood at Kim’s door step. For the past two months, you had frequently been over at her house to hangout, granted her parents also lived there, but Kim had mentioned something on your drive back from the party that her parents were out of town. Granted you hadn’t been paying too much attention, not because you weren’t interested in what Kim had to say, but you couldn’t shake your thoughts on how interested Kim seemed in Scott at that party. Did she still have some sort of feelings for him? Why was she so focused in on him?

“Sure, i’m feeling social,” you joked. You liked messing with Kim, you enjoyed her sarcastic, teasing comments, and you enjoyed returning them just as much. You walked in, Kim closed the door behind you, taking your coat off, you followed Kim into the living room. “So what did you wanna do? We could watch a movie or listen to music or something,” you sat down next to her on the couch. You liked her house’s sofa, when you sat down on it it had this nice sink to it, wasn’t too soft but it also wasn’t uncomfortably hard. “I don’t know, maybe we could just talk?” “About what?” you paused for a moment. Maybe it was the late night affect, the fact that it was almost 1 in the morning, or the fact that half of the night you had spent wondering and bellowing in your thoughts, but you felt the sudden need, the urge, to ask Kim what she felt about Scott. “Why were you so interested in Scott and that girl tonight?” “I’m not interested in Scott”. You got almost an immediate answer. You hadn’t been looking at Kim, instead just focusing ahead of you. “I’m interested in you.” What?

You turned to face Kim. “I said i’m not interested in Scott, I just like picking on him,”she paused. “But I am interested in you [name],” you felt your eyes widen and a sudden rush, not even processing that you hadn’t realized you had said ‘what?’ out loud. “In what way?” “In what way do you think?” A second pause.

For the past four out of six months that you’ve known Kim Pine, you had a ‘crush’ on her, and unbeknownst to you, for those same four months Kim returned your feelings. “So, do you wanna be my boyfriend, [name]?” you took a moment, this was real, this was happening, you couldn’t fight back the smile that formed on your face. “I don’t know Kim, do you wanna be my girlfriend?” you saw Kim’s smile widen, “Dork, that was so corny,” you just smiled back, the both of you leaning in, to finally share a kiss.

#scott pilgrim vs the world #kim pine #kim pine x male reader #scott pilgrim vs the world x male reader #male reader #kim pine x reader

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ssanovak · 1 year

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Characters & Fandoms I write for;

I am willing to write pairing fics of a character x reader, or general scenario fics with reader inserts.

Reader will be male with he/him pronouns as a default, so please specify if you’d like a female or gender neutral reader!

I will write LGBTQ+ and straight readers & pairings, just let me know what kind of thing you want in your request! I will not write smut.

I am Autistic and have ADHD, I will happily write either of these into fics.

I will write mental health issues, I personally suffer from OCD, CPTSD, Depression, and have previously dealt with ED tendencies, so I can write those with relative ease, request other mental health stuff and I’ll give it a go if I can or let you know if I don’t feel able to write it.

Characters not on my list are probably either not there because I don’t feel I know the character well enough to write them or am not comfortable writing them as pairings, but it’s always worth checking just in case I forgot to add someone!

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner (Hotch)

Jason Gideon

David Rossi (Dave)

Jennifer Jareau (JJ)

Emily Prentiss

Derek Morgan

Penelope Garcia

NCIS

Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Anthony DiNozzo Jr. (Tony)

Timothy McGee

Abby Sciuto

Jimmy Palmer

Ziva David

Ellie Bishop

Nick Torres

BBC Sherlock

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Mycroft Holmes

Greg Lestrade

James Moriarty (Jim)

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Gabriel

Crowley

I will probably add more characters as I get further into shows I am watching or if I find a new fandom to obsess over! Have fun writing requests!

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sleepingdeath-sapphic · 6 months

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last updated on the 11th of november, 2023 <3

listed below is the first part of my sfw headcanons masterlist containing everything that i have written across all of my accounts featuring a fem or otherwise non-male character and a fem or otherwise non-male reader insert. (note: although heavy preference is given towards cis/trans fem characters and inserts, neutral, non binary, and other non-male identifying characters and inserts are welcome to appear on this masterlist as well).

* unless stated otherwise, younger characters are always assumed to be l adults for ease of writing for me *

listed below are sfw posts only

-> anime fandoms (incl. ghibli posts)

hc. being in a relationship with beast (black butler)

hc. being married to doll (black butler)

hc. random fluff with doll (black butler)

hc. being married to elizabeth midford (black butler)

hc. being in a relationship with grelle sutcliff (black butler)

hc. grelle sutcliff with an innocent s/o (black butler)

hc. grelle sutcliff with an autistic s/o (black butler)

hc. being in a relationship with madam red (black butler)

hc. mey rin and the phantomhive estate with a half-hawaiian s/o (black butler)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a poly relationship with sophie hatter and howl pendragon (studio ghibli — howl’s moving castle)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with ririka momobami (kakagurui)

hc. platonic sumika warakubami with younger sibling reader (kakagurui)

hc. platonic yumemi yumemite with younger sibling reader (kakagurui)

<- fandom split ->

hc. platonic yubaba adopting fem child reader (studio ghibli — spirited away)

-> animated fandoms (incl. disney posts)

hc. how anne boonchuy acts when she’s jealous (amphibia)

hc. the calamity trio watching their s/o get possessed (amphibia)

hc. how the calamity trio celebrate valentine’s day (amphibia)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being azula’s one true friend (avatar: the last airbender)

hc. assorted fluff with mai (avatar: the last airbender)

<- fandom split ->

hc. platonic brandy cattle + adopted child reader (bluey)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with the disney princesses (part one) (disney princess films)

hc. being in a relationship with the disney princesses (part two) (disney princess films)

hc. belle, pocahontas, rapunzel, and tiana seeing their s/o’s scars (disney princess films)

hc. the disney princesses’ types (disney princess films)

hc. how merida tries to impress her crush (disney princess films)

hc. being in a relationship with queen elinor (disney princess films)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with maleficent (disney villains)

hc. being in a relationship with mother gothel (disney villains)

hc. being in a relationship with lady tremaine (disney villains)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a poly relationship with ember lumen and wade ripple (elemental)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being best friends with dolores, isabela, luisa, mirabel and the rest of the grandkids (encanto)

hc. assorted fluff with julieta madrigal (encanto)

hc. being in a poly relationship with pepa and felix madrigal (encanto)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with ashlynn ella (ever after high)

hc. romona badwolf with an affectionate s/o (ever after high)

<- fandom split ->

hc. sallie may with a city slicker s/o (helluva boss)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with the main ghouls (clawdeen wolf, cleo de nile, draculaura, frankie stein, and lagoona blue) separately (monster high)

hc. clawdeen wolf with a werebear s/o that can’t find clothes that fit (monster high)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with white diamond (steven universe)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with gangle (the amazing digital circus)

hc. ragatha with a shorter fem s/o (the amazing digital circus)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with amity blight (the owl house)

hc. being in a relationship with kikimora (the owl house)

hc. being in a relationship with odalia blight (the owl house)

hc. being in a relationship with skara (the owl house)

-> game fandoms

hc. being in a relationship with alchemist cookie (cookie run)

hc. avocado cookie with an s/o who used to be in the pastry order (cookie run)

hc. avocado cookie with a chef s/o (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with black lemonade cookie (cookie run)

hc. black lemonade cookie as a yandere (cookie run)

hc. black lemonade cookie with an s/o that has multiple cats (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with black pearl cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with butter pretzel cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with captain ice cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with caramel arrow cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with chili pepper cookie (cookie run)

hc. being cream puff cookie’s best friend (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with financier cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with gold citrine cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with golden cheese cookie (cookie run)

hc. kouign-amann cookie with a chubby s/o (cookie run)

hc. being in a poly relationship with kouign-amann cookie, prune juice cookie, and capsaicin cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with latte cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with moonlight cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with oyster cookie (cookie run)

hc. pomegranate cookie with an s/o who sleeps a lot (cookie run)

hc. childhood best friends to lovers with pomegranate cookie (cookie run)

hc. assorted fluff with pomegranate cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a poly relationship with princess cookie and knight cookie whilst being a chef (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with raspberry cookie (cookie run)

hc. cuddling with raspberry cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with shining glitter cookie (cookie run)

hc. shining glitter cookie with an s/o that has multiple cats (cookie run)

hc. shining glitter cookie as a yandere (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with sour belt cookie (cookie run)

hc. being in a relationship with timekeeper cookie (cookie run)

hc. assorted legendary cookies (moonlight cookie, sea fairy cookie, and timekeeper cookie) with an s/o who can control the universe (cookie run)

<- fandom split ->

hc. assistant to lovers with julie langford (bioshock)

<- fandom split ->

hc. platonic mama bear adopting orphaned reader (dark deception)

hc. penny + the joy joy gang with an arachnophobic reader (dark deception)

hc. platonic yandere penny + the joy joy gang with a child reader (dark deception)

hc. platonic yandere penny + the joy joy gang with a child reader that is killed (dark deception)

hc. platonic reaper nurses taking care of child reader (dark deception)

hc. poly reaper nurses taking care of sick reader (dark deception)

<- fandom split ->

hc. yandere joyce leyton-messier with a willing victim that is harry’s daughter (disco elysium)

<- fandom split ->

hc. platonic (classic) chica defending a chubby reader from their bullies (five nights at freddy’s)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a relationship with godseeker (hollow knight)

<- fandom split ->

hc. being in a poly relationship with jaehee kang and zen (mystic messenger)

-> live action media fandoms (incl. films)

hc. wanda maximoff finding out her soulmate is depressed (marvel cinematic universe)

<- fandom split ->

hc. tiffany valentine telling chucky she’s moved on with the reader (slashers — bride of chucky)

-> online media fandoms

hc. julie joyful with an s/o with anxiety (welcome home)

hc. julie joyful with a florist s/o (welcome home)

hc. being in a poly relationship with julie joyful and wally darling (welcome home)

hc. being in a relationship with poppy partridge (welcome home)

hc. poppy partridge celebrating mother’s day with child reader (welcome home)

hc. how poppy partridge acts on her child’s wedding day (welcome home)

hc. being sally starlet’s best friend (welcome home)

hc. sally starlet with an artsy s/o or friend (welcome home)

hc. how julie joyful, poppy partridge, sally starlet, and the rest of the ensemble celebrate their s/o’s birthday (welcome home)

hc. yandere poly ensemble (including julie joyful, poppy partridge and sally starlet) with a neighbour s/o (welcome home)

#sleepingdeath sapphic #sleepingdeath #account organisation #writing masterlist #headcanon masterlist #sfw masterlist

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thetravelerwrites · 2 years

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Caelan and Ruan (Highland Centaur and Gnoll)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationship: Trans-Masc Human/Male Centaur/Male Gnoll Additional Tags: Exophilia, Reader Insert, MLM, Trans-MLM, Trans-Masc Reader, Gnoll, Highland Centaur, Autistic Reader, Stimming, Polyamorous Characters Words: 3906

A cute commission from @unvworldlee! An up-and-coming artist who has set up shop in Dunmountain meets local art dealers, who offer them a once in a lifetime opportunity. Please reblog and leave feedback!

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Becoming a sculptor full time in a city as large as Dunmountain was difficult. It took quite a lot of money to rent a suitable place and get quality materials, and it took time to establish yourself as someone to go to when art was required, which you were still attempting to do. You’d only been selling small trinkets, amulets, and gifts so far, but you hadn’t taken any private commissions, which is how an artist made the bulk of their money. However, you were working on a large, full-sized sculpture of your patron god, Maran, the goddess of creativity, for display on the outside of the shop to attract potential buyers and clients.

It had also taken some time to soundproof your studio, since sound was something that greatly interfered with your ability to work. Any sound, no matter how small, made getting your work done nearly impossible, so you had invested a significant amount of your start-up money toward that end. Silence was imperative.

You’d inherited a sum of money from your parents, who had died the year before. You weren’t close with either of them, and had left home years before, having not seen them in nearly three years. You were surprised that you had gotten any inheritance at all, but you weren’t complaining.

You heard the bell in the front room, which you used as the showroom, and groaned internally. As much as you loved earning a living through your art, dealing with customers was your least favorite part of the deal.

You saw two gentlemen enter the shop: a slender gnoll and a very large centaur, who had a little bit of difficulty getting into the door, which was definitely not built for a person his size. The centaur’s fur was a shaggy red color and he had the tail of a cow rather than a horse. His long, fluffy hair had been pulled back at the nape of his neck with a ribbon, though that did little to tame it. It seemed determined to escape its confines and create a fuzzy halo around the gentleman’s head.

The gnoll seemed older than his companion, since he had some grey peppering throughout the fur of his head and neck, though they were both dressed quite sharply and seemed as though they came from money. The centaur wore a cream-colored doublet over bone-white linen shirt and a half cape slung over one shoulder. The gnoll had on a long coat embroidered with silver thread in the pattern of English ivy and a pair of matching breeches underneath.

“Welcome,” You said, wiping your hands and resisting the urge to stand in the corner without interacting with the newcomers. “What can I do for you?”

“Are you the proprietor of this establishment?” The centaur asked,

“As in, are you the artist and not just the clerk, he means,” The gnoll elaborated.

“Yes, I’m the artist here.”

“We’ve heard of you in the art circles recently,” The gnoll said, looking not at you but at the pieces on display. “We’re partners in an art gallery, he and I, and we’re always looking for up-and-coming artists.” He carefully picked up a small carving of a dog. “What are your primary materials?”

“Anything that can be carved or sculpted,” You said, perking up. Being displayed in a gallery was every artist’s dream. You were certain it would have taken at least five years in the business before you’d have been considered for such a thing, and that would have been after much begging on your part. “Wood, clay, stone, anything.”

“Hmm,” The centaur said, bending to look at the pieces more carefully. He had to bend quite far. “These are all… nice. Commercial. They’ll sell just fine as trinkets, though they aren’t anything special, I’m afraid. Is this all you do?”

“It’s all I sell. At the moment.”

They glanced at each other and gave you an appraising look. “Are you working on something that you’re not thinking of selling?” The gnoll asked.

You pressed your lips together dubiously and nodded. You were worried about revealing too much: it was fairly common for artists with a moderately greater reach to take a lesser-known artist’s work and then recreate it, claiming it as their own and asserting they were “inspired” by the original artist’s work, when in reality, they straight-up stole it and expected the other person to be grateful they deemed the work worthy enough to put their name on. You’d seen something similar ruin another artist’s career and there was a constant fear that the same might happen to you before you even had a chance to make a name for yourself.

“May we see it?”

You debated for a moment, but you eventually relented. Despite the fear of theft, this could have been your only chance to be recognized. Many artists never got a chance like this. If they were telling the truth, this opportunity could make or break your career. “This way.”

You led them both to the back room where your personal project was standing right in the center of the room. They looked at the half-finished sculpture curiously. You shied away from the centaur a little: horses or similarly large quadrupedes made you terribly anxious. You never learned to ride a horse, despite your family owning several, because the size of the creatures caused you tremendous stress. Despite how attractive he was, you couldn’t help but feel cautious of the large man.

“Look at the little flourishes here, Caelan,” The gnoll said, pointing to the sculpted clothing but careful not to touch it. “It’s extraordinarily delicate.”

“That’s quite unique, yes,” The centaur, Caelan, said, pulling out a pair of spectacles and putting them on so he could examine the details better. “It could evolve into something like a signature, wouldn’t you agree, Ruan?”

“Definitely,” Ruan said. “By Jove, Caelan, look at this! I can see the individual hairs on the arm, here! How on earth did they manage this?”

“Goodness,” Caelan said, looking where Ruan was indicating. “And look at how thin they managed to get the cloth. The light passes right through it, it’s so sheer.”

“Where did you receive your education?” Ruan asked, looking up.

“I didn’t,” You replied.

“Self taught?” He asked, and you nodded. “I see. What tools do you use, child?”

“Um…” You rushed to grab your hammer and chisel and passed it to him. He looked at them, incredulous.

“Is this all you use?” Caelan asked.

“Uh-huh,” You said.

Ruan and Caelan glanced at each other, their eyebrows up in surprise.

“Is that wrong?” You asked anxiously.

“Not at all, child, not at all,” Ruan said. “Do you take commissions?”

Your mouth fell open. “I… No, I… I never have before.”

“Would you be willing to take one?”

“Y-Yes,” You said, your hands waving slightly at your side. You tried hard to stop them from moving.

“We’re holding an exhibition in a month’s time, and we haven’t been able to find the centerpiece. There are plenty of things we could use, but none of it feels right. We’re willing to take a chance on you, if you’ll be willing to give it your best try.”

“The theme of the exhibition is Erudition,” Caelan said. “You may interpret it however you like, and you may use whatever materials you wish, but it must be completed one week before the exhibition.”

“You can read, yes?” Ruan asked, and you nodded. “Good. I’ll write down the address of the gallery and you can drop by when you’ve finished, or if you have any questions.”

“Yes, I… Yes,” You said, waiting as Ruan scribbled something on a scrap of paper and then taking it when it was offered.

“We’ll be back in a few days to speak more, if you’re agreeable,” Caelan said, stepping forward to shake your hand. You involuntarily took a step back, but before you could correct yourself, he dropped his hand.

“Yes, thank you so much,” You said hurriedly, flushing with embarrassment. “I appreciate this opportunity, really. Thank you.”

“We’ll see you soon, then,” Ruan said, not attempting to shake hands with you, and the two of them saw themselves out.

You were in a whirlwind of emotions, and it was difficult to sort through all of them, overwhelmed. You flapped your hands near your face, as you did when you were overpowered by your feelings, then went into your studio to a chair in the corner where it was quietest, and sat in the silence for a moment, trying to collect your thoughts.

A week passed, and you had trouble coming up with an idea for the sculpture. The deadline loomed large in your mind, and you struggled for inspiration.

Ruan and Caelan stopped by every other day to check on your progress and ask you about your process, and once or twice they asked about your techniques, blown away that you could achieve such delicate work with a simple wide chisel, which was the only tool you used consistently, even on clay. When you started sculpting, you couldn’t really afford any other tool, so it was what you worked with best. Apparently that was unheard of, though you didn’t understand why.

Strangely enough, you didn’t mind their visits. Caelan, despite his size making you nervous, was highly intelligent and gave you several pointers that actually helped you improve quite a lot, and Ruan was warm and thoughtful, often bringing some expensive pastries that you normally couldn’t even afford to look at, much less buy for yourself. You couldn’t deny that you were attracted to the both of them, but since they were technically your bosses, acting on that attraction would be a bad idea.

One afternoon, Caelan stopped by the shop alone. He usually only visited with Ruan, so it surprised you to see him by himself.

“My greetings,” Caelan said from the doorway. “I realize it’s rather late, but may I come in?”

“Oh, yes,” You said, shrinking back a little. “What can I do for you, Master Caelan?”

“Well…” He scratched his head a little, perhaps self-conscious? You weren’t sure. “I… I couldn’t help but notice that you seemed cautious of me. I wasn’t sure if it was my imagination, but I’d hate to have any misunderstandings sour our professional relationship. Have I offended you in some way? If so, I apologize.”

“Oh…” You said, feeling a little guilty. “Oh, no, you haven’t offended me. I’m just… a little nervous around people… who are… as… large as you. I’m quite a small person, so I’m always worried I might get caught under your feet. Or hooves, rather. That’s all it is.”

“Oh.” He seemed even more disquieted. “I apologize. If my presence is a source of concern, I’ll keep my distance from now on.”

“No, no! Don’t do that!” You cried, aghast. “I’ve never thought of you as a threat or anything, it’s my own hang-up and has nothing to do with you! Honestly, having you around has been helping me overcome that fear, I swear! Please, don’t keep your distance, I’d be terribly upset if you felt like I couldn’t tolerate your presence.”

A wide grin lit his face. “Ah. Well. That’s alright, then.” He bowed and made to leave. “Thank you for helping me clear up any misunderstandings. I’ll take my leave now.”

“Well, you’ve come all this way,” You said, hesitating. “Would you like to stay for tea? I don’t have much in the way of snacks beyond bread and cheese, but I make a very good cup of tea.”

He smiled. “I’d be delighted.”

You made tea for him, and the two of you sat, him on the floor and you in a chair, and talked for a while. He was actually more friendly than you had first believed, since he seemed a little curt when you first met him, and a wonderful conversationalist. You began to forget your worries and enjoy the time spent talking with him.

Ruan eventually arrived, and when he saw the two of you sitting together, his eyes narrowed.

“And… what exactly is going on here?” He asked. He seemed annoyed.

“Just… tea?” You said, surprised.

“Just tea,” Caelan echoed. “What’s the matter?”

Ruan hesitated, chewing his lip. “Nothing. I apologize for interrupting.” He then turned and left.

You and Caelan frowned at each other in confusion.

“Perhaps I should go after him,” Caelan said, finishing his tea. “I’ve never seen him perturbed like this.”

“ This is perturbed?” You asked.

Caelan laughed. “For him, it is. Thank you for the tea and for listening to me. I will see you again soon.”

“Get home safely,” You said. He smiled and nodded before departing.

About an hour later, Ruan returned to the shop. He seemed deflated and sad.

“Have you spoken to Caelan?” You asked. “He went after you.”

“No, not yet,” Ruan said. “I’ve been avoiding him.”

“Why? What’s got you so upset?”

Ruan sighed and didn’t respond.

“Would you like some tea?” You asked him. It was really the only thing you knew to do when a person was unhappy.

“Yes, please,” Ruan replied, following you to the back like a wounded puppy. You made him some tea and he drank it silently, and waited for him to speak.

Ruan sighed and slumped a little in his seat, swirling the dregs of his tea in his cup. “I’m not upset. Not really. I guess I’m just…jealous.”

“Of who?”

“I’m not sure,” He said. “I saw you and Caelan together, and I got jealous. I was jealous of Caelan, because… Well… I like you.”

Your eyebrows shot up to your hair. “Me?” You asked in surprise.

“Yes,” He said, though he didn’t look up. He seemed to be feeling shy, but you weren’t sure. You had trouble gauging people’s expressions and couldn’t ascertain a person’s feelings unless they told you outright. You were glad Ruan seemed to be a forthcoming person. “I like you a lot. You’re quite intelligent and talented, and I’ve never felt any animosity from you.”

“Why would I have animosity toward you?” You asked.

“Forgive me for stating the obvious, but Caelan and I aren’t human,” Ruan said. “Nor are we considered to be members of the so-called ‘intelligent’ races. Caelan’s people are often seen as laborers, and my kind are considered little more than beasts. The art world has always been rather exclusionist, even to other artists, so it was hard for us to establish ourselves as an authority in art. We had to set up our own gallery since no other gallery was willing to take us on, despite how much knowledge and expertise we possessed. Many artists, even ones who are struggling to find an opportunity, refused to display their work in our gallery, simply because they can’t believe we’re experts or connoisseurs. You never displayed any such discrimination towards us.”

“Is that why you came to like me?”

“Partly,” He said. “It’s not the only reason, but it certainly helps.”

“And that’s why you were upset? Because I was with Caelan?”

“Well, yes… but also… because you were with Caelan. I was jealous of you as well.”

Your brow furrowed. “I don’t understand.”

“I like you, but… I also like Caelan. Well, more to the point, I’m in love with him.”

“Oh…” You said. “Does he know?”

Ruan shook his head. “No. It was hard enough to go into business together, and I don’t want to ruin what we already have, but… I really do love him. And… I may not love you yet, not like I love Caelan, but it wouldn’t be hard to fall for you. I’m halfway there already. And… I know that I’m not romantically involved with Caelan, but having feelings for you feels like cheating. I… I don’t want to have to choose, because either choice I make will break my heart in some way.”

“So don’t choose,” You said.

He looked up. “What?”

“You like me and Caelan, right?” You asked him, and he nodded, a plaintive look in his eye. “Well, I like both you and Caelan. You’re both sweet and thoughtful and attractive in your own ways. I don’t mind dating both of you, and if you don’t mind dating both of us, then the last variable is Caelan. Maybe he’ll be receptive. If not, we’ll figure something else out.”

“But…” He said slowly. “The gallery. What if he turns us down and things become awkward?”

“If he turns us down, will you stop liking me?”

“No,” He said, shaking his head.

“Will you still want to be with me?”

“Yes.”

“Then we will move on. If we know for certain that Caelan doesn’t have feelings for either of us, then we can just date each other and just remain friends with Caelan.”

“But what if he has feelings for you and not for me?”

“Would it bother you if I dated both of you, even if you don’t date each other?”

“No,” He replied.

“Then, we can do that.”

“But what if he becomes jealous?”

“Have you ever known him to be the jealous sort?”

“Well… no… but he hasn’t dated much. I almost thought he wasn’t interested in dating, but he’s clearly taken a liking to you.”

“Are you sure he’s not interested in dating? Or did it seem that way because he already had someone in his heart?”

Ruan tilted his head a little. “What do you mean?”

“What made you fall for him in the first place?”

“Well… we met in the art community, and we’d faced the same hostility, but he was quite kind to me. His support and reassurance was a constant source of comfort. He’s always been someone I could rely on, even when I thought I couldn’t rely on anyone.”

“Is that how he usually is, or is that unusual?”

“Well… he’s kind to everyone, but he doesn’t reach his hand out to them in the same way,” Ruan said, thinking hard. His ears perked straight up. “Wait… Do you mean he may also have feelings for me? Is that possible?”

“Let’s just talk to him, alright?” You asked, reaching out and taking his hand. “We’ll never know if we just dance around the subject like this. It’s always better to be direct, you know?”

He seemed nervous, but he nodded. “Alright.”

“Hey,” You said, coming around and sitting in his lap. He let out a slight yelp of surprise, but he put his arms around you. “It’s going to be alright, yes? Trust in me. I’m here for you, no matter what.”

He squeezed you tightly. “Yes.”

You pulled back and kissed his snout. “Should we send a messenger?”

She shook his head. “If I’m not back at the gallery by nightfall, he’ll come looking for me, and I was here the last time he saw me, so this will be the first place he’ll check. All we have to do is wait and he’ll be here sooner or later.”

“Alright,” You said, giving him a second kiss, and he responded to this one; the first one caught him by surprise. “For now, let’s not worry and instead enjoy our time together.”

He smiled. “I agree. I’ve wanted to hold you like this since I met you. I’m glad I finally have the chance.”

Caelan did indeed show up around half an hour after sundown, and he seemed crestfallen when he saw you holding hands with Ruan.

“I’m glad you’re here Caelan,” You said. “Will you come and sit? We have something we’d like to talk to you about.”

Caelan sighed as if resigned and knelt next to the table.

“What is it?” He asked.

“Ruan told me he felt upset because he saw us together,” You said, taking your cue from Ruan. “Because he’s developed feelings for me, but… he also has feelings for you.”

Caelan looked at you, his mouth open in shock, and he cut his eyes to Ruan. “Is this true?”

Ruan nodded slowly. “I have loved you for a long time, but I was worried about what would happen to our working relationship. We’d both spent so much time putting the gallery together that I was afraid of destroying it by admitting feelings you may not have reciprocated.”

“I… So…” Caelan stared at yours and Ruan’s hands, still clasped. “Did you decide that it wouldn’t be worth being with me? Is that why the two of you are together instead?”

“No, not at all!” You said. “We both like you, and we want you to join us, if you’re willing. We don’t want to choose, and if you like both of us, you don’t have to choose, either.”

“Oh. I see,” He sat leaning back a little, looking up at the ceiling for a moment. “This is a lot to take in, all of a sudden.”

“I know,” Ruan said, looking down. “I know this is sudden and you may not feel the same as we do, but we both decided that we wanted to be honest and forthright. You’re my friend and I… I love you. I don’t want you to feel burdened or obligated by my feelings.”

Caelan looked at Ruan as if considering him, and reached a hand out, touching the side of Ruan’s face. Ruan leaned into his touch, his eyes misty, and sighed.

“I care about you, Ruan. Deeply,” Caelan said. “And I am very much attracted to you as well,” He said, addressing you. “I also felt… torn. If… if the two of you are willing to accept me, then… I would very much like to be with you always. Both of you.”

You stood up and kissed Caelan, and he happily reciprocated, holding your face in his hands. Ruan got up and did the same, and Caelan wrapped his arms around Ruan’s waist, holding him close. The two of them pulled back, looking at each other happily, and you also felt joyful. They pulled you into their embrace and cuddled them close.

For the theme of Erudition, you decided to sculpt a scene of the god of knowledge, Sherot, teaching two young children who were knelt in front of him, a centaur and a gnoll. You decided to keep it a surprise until the day before the exhibition, though it was difficult to do since both Caelan and Ruan visited the studio often. Art was all about what the piece meant to the artist, and this piece was indeed rather personal to you, since it depicted your three loves: Caelan, Ruan, and the gift of understanding. You hoped they’d also find it as meaningful.

“It’s beautiful,” Ruan said when you unveiled it. “Perfect.”

“Yes,” Caelan said. “Exactly what we wanted. You have such a good eye, darling.”

Ruan put his arms around you from behind. “I think the guests will love it as much as we do.”

“How would you feel about moving your studio here?” Caelan asked, bending to kiss your cheek. “Your current one is too far away for my liking.”

You grinned and kissed his lips before he pulled away. “Sounds lovely. But we can iron out the details later. We’ll be late opening the exhibit if we stand around here cuddling all day, as much as I’d like to.”

“They’re right,” Ruan said, releasing you. “We have work to do, my loves.”

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