#mad doctor stim

[aliceindaisychains999]

Aetherial Starsigns Stimboard 🌌🧪🪽

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Vintage Syringe; {Credit}

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🔬 ~ Dr.Cyclops ~ 🔬 (source)

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Sinister Strange from Doctor Strange In The Multiverse Of Madness stimboard!

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Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff (Marvel) stimboard

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[gromit-we-forgot-the-crackers]

not autistic but has every overlapping autism/adhd overlap symptom (definitely has adhd)

[t0ast-ghost]

S2 episode 22 (By Any Other Name) I changed the opening for this one because I left myself the note of “That wasn’t funny pls change it”

Well that’s what you get now:

- Those redshirts are gonna die so fast

- This guy knows what he wants. Too bad it’s the ship…

- McCoy and Spock are frozen arguing

- “Try to escape or disobey and you will be severely punished.” Welp.. we know what’s gonna happen now, don’t we.

- Oh so they just want a way home.. nope they’re conquerors

- Oh neat, they’re not supposed to be in skin

- McCoy and Kirk ready to go out and break stuff and Spock supporting it but also like “You don’t know what the fuck you’re looking for.”

- Spock get mind exploded

- ahem. What.

- THEYRE HOLDING SPOCK (McCoy I see that hand around his waist)

- Oh my god they’re gonna kill both of the redshirts in one go

- You know those satisfying videos…

- fucking hell

- “Spock are you sure you’re alright?” McCoy is worried

- THEY HAVE TENTACLES?!? THEYRE TENTACLE MONSTERS?!??!!

- Kirk touching Spock’s shoulders again

- Spock opens his eyes in sick bay and McCoy’s like “not fucking yet”

- Chapel is full on thinking, “you sneaky bastards.”

- Shakespeare reference

- Kirk distracting the guard in the background is so funny. Great choice to just have him there with no sound

- Scotty with his finger RIGHT over the button. Goddamn this man wants to press the shiny button (no he doesn’t)

- I’d love a stim toy that’s just a bunch of the ship control buttons, but like those exact colours

- Kirk chair swivel (I’m so glad his chair can swivel, it’s something Picard misses out on)

- GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM UHURA. NO! They got Uhura and Chekov!

- Kirk is losing all of his friends/found family. This is hell. Who wrote this.

- oh my god, an honest Bones and Kirk fight, this is.. not good

- “Assist me.” “You’re idea doctor, go ahead.” Kirk is still mad and so is Bones but I wouldn’t let him near one of those guys

- “It’s quite good.” “I’m delighted😒” Bones knows how to sass

- “oh, you are trying to seduce me.” Kirk: 😨

- Scotty: Drinking. McCoy: Drugs. Kirk: Sex. Spock: …Chess

- McCoy smiles at one of the Kelvan’s correcting him… it’s like having a bunch of Spock’s on board

- Spock pats McCoy’s shoulder

- Scotty’s mission accomplished unsuccessfully

- Kirk gets THROWN

- Kirk getting caught by Spock and McCoy and then immediately saying, “I’m stimulating him.” Wild

- McCoy and Spock just watching their boyfriend beat up/choke out a guy

- WOW! That worked 😃👍

Ending that with a McCoy bounce :)))

Masterpost

Episode written by D. C. Fontana and Jerome Bixby

[spectrumgarden]

- About me, some links to my own posts I find more important, & short DNI under the read more -

My name is Jamie. I am 22. I use he/him or it/its. I am from Germany. I am queer & a relationship anarchist.

The piccrew used to make my icon

I am medium support needs (MSN). Current caretaker is my mother (she is being paid for this) I'm hoping I can get outside caretakers when I move out. I am working on moving into assisted living (most likely in May). My quite in depth post on support needs is here

I am physically disabled but I will not discuss this on this blog. My physical disability blog is @painfordays. have visible differences (large scars). I am brainweird / mad (I prefer this over "mentally ill") & I have tardive dyskenesia (tics).

I am semiverbal (I have a post on that here) and I use a Novachat 8 device that I got through health insurance. I nearly exclusively (99%) use AAC with anyone who isnt close family or friends, though I frquently use it around them too when I lose speech. You can see glimpses of my pages here. It's common for my (written) language skills to vary.

I had a loss in skills starting at maybe 14-15 years old and slowly progressing up until now. Before that I was LSN (low support needs) and slightly more verbal with more people. I am trying to find doctors who are knowledgeable about autistic catatonia & can assess me.

I am unemployed (never worked before) & dropped out of school at 17. I was in mainstream school but lucky to have very attentive & forgiving teachers for the first years. Later I was in an "integrative" class for a while & I spent some time in schools for mentally ill kids during psych hospital stays and day programs. I did not actually attend school a lot, starting in secondary school I mostly stayed at home and / or went home quickly after arriving. I also had a 1-1 support worker for about a year before I dropped out. I am most likely starting to go to a sheltered disability workshop this year (part time).

I like to drink & do drugs & I smoke cigarettes. I deserve the bodily autonomy to decide these things. I love tattoos & piercings & I dye my own hair. My main interests are The three investigators (die drei ???), music, sanrio, kidcore(?). Theres many smaller, fleeting interests I have and I'm currently collecting (mainly Hatsune Miku) figures!

My stim blog is @plushieboards

I am trying my best to answer comments and asks and DMs but it stresses me out and takes a lot of effort when it's more complex topics, so I might choose not to reply to yours, sorry.

Lastly, if you use the term "going nonverbal" I do not want you on my blog. If you are "transabled" (meaning you dont have a disability but still claim you have one) I do not want you on my blog. If your blog features thinspo or heavily focuses on eating disorders in general, if it features pictures of selfharm, i do not want you on my blog.

[assless-chapstick]

BABY JOHN HEADCANONS

not like baby baby but like he's MY baby yk? my babygirl as a baby before he was babygirl when he was a little baby boy

• When the gang gets John - cuz let's be real, they get him the way one gets a puppy or a case of smallpox - he's fresh off that attempted hanging. It was more of a lynching than anything, an impromptu eye-for-an-eye killing after John shot a feller with his own god damned gun. What made a twelve year old mad enough, scared enough to kill, and how'd he manage to grab the guys gun? Kid won't say

• kid won't say much of anything, really. The gang had a disgraced doctor running with them at the time, a guy so hooked on his own cures and tinctures you wouldn't trust him to diagnose a hole in the head, and he said the noose had crushed John's larynx. Sure, the boy can still talk, but it ain't ever gonna sound the same and for the first lil while it'll be hard as hell, but he should be able to. So why don't he?

Doc says maybe the lynching, lack of oxygen to the brain made him go daft cuz just look at him, ain't a thought behind those eyes.

But Dutch, he has faith, he knows.

I think just the fear and trauma after the incident sent John to a pretty rough place and he went nonverbal for a space of six or nine months. Not right after, maybe, but in the following days and weeks - enough they got a name out of him, an age (he said 12 but he's got the stature of an eight year old, not nearly enough meat on his bones), a little bit of a story. "Where's your daddy, boy?" Dead. "And yer mama?" Dead.

• John was always told his ma was a lady of the night, knocked up on accident and dead in childbirth. He came out with the cord around his neck and his ma bled out before they could even untangle him.

There'd been a picture, though he'd never had the courage to ask his father about it, drunk and angry as he was. A young woman with round features and hooded eyes, long dark hair parted in the center and braided, his father's hand resting gently on her shoulder, both posed like a portrait.

(john is métis/mixed indigenous and you can pry that headcanon from my cold dead fuckin hands)

• in the winter john is so small and skinny he gets too cold at night and Arthur begrudgingly is like "FINE you can share with me" and so they share a bed until John is like 16 fjjfbfbf way too old to be sharing but imho John is a bit of a late bloomer and sort of, not a mamas boy but just kind of a baby yk?? Arthur is like "dontcha think it's time you got your own tent or something?" and John's like "No." and just walks away and Arthur is like "AT LEAST YER OWN COT??"

• john is reptilian in his search for heat he just wants to be warm ever since they got him he's crawled into Arthur's jacket whatever chance he gets

• during that first year especially, John was clingy and strange.... after a particularly terrible bathing experience (Susan is great but she's fastidious about personal hygiene and if water goes above John's navel he starts to freak) Arthur is just posted up by the fire with John sat between his knees, tucked into his jacket as they sit in silence mutually brooding... and John reaches up to rub the stubble on Arthur's jawline as a way of like, stimming n self soothing and Arthur would stop him cuz it's weird but he feels those boney little shoulders loosen and John says something, and he never says Anything so Arthur knows it's a big deal... so he just let's John keep doing it after that

• Susan is highly against taking in a child when they first bring John around - maybe because she thinks the main childcare duties will fall to her, or because she doesn't trust the gang to be a safe place for a kid - and this manifests as a little bit of short-temperedness towards him. it's not unusual, she's kind of a Bitch on the best days, but she's cold towards him at first... and I don't think anything Happens, per sé, no big event, just over time she sees he's a damaged boy in need of mothering and that's a part of herself she tried to kill a long time ago... but he brings it out of her. She nags him to cut his hair but brushes it out for him anyway; she'll share an apple with John if no one's looking, peeling it and quartering it and sneaking him a piece. She'll complain about the food - "God this stew is terrible what's in it? Rat meat? Here John, you finish it" - because sometimes good food is scarce and he's a growing boy and she sees his hungry frame, remembers how he used to steal and hoard food in the early days. They almost always have enough but she wants him to have more than enough. She reads to him, and then when he's learned to she gets him to read to her. A damp cloth on the forehead when he's laid low with fever, maybe a soft lullaby if she thinks no one's around...

• at age 12 John has a smoking habit. I don't know if this is unusual for the era or not and I dont know what the gang thinks of it but the kid loves his tobacco

• in fact John rolls his own cigarettes and, when he's young, that's primarily how he earns his keep - those tiny little kid's hands did a great job and he ends up getting the chore foisted on to him from everyone fndbbdf ( prerolled cigarettes had been invented only 7 years prior)

• at agw john also unfortunately loves to drink. I don't know if this was unusual for the era but I'm sure Hosea and Susan and even Dutch had something to say about it

and I think that's all I got in my head for now fellers.... thanks for reading mister....

[charleslee-valentine]

For the Texas Chainsaw Massacre Fanworks Event Day 3: Alternate Universe

One where both twins survive

Ship(s): None

Word Count: ~1,500

Warnings: Description of injuries, blood, mild panic attack, picking/harmful stimming.

@texas-chainsaw-fanworks

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The hospital keeps little mittens on his hands so he doesn’t pick his scabs.

The sutures on his face are his favorite.

Nubbins has been in here for a long time. They can’t blame him when his body gets overwhelmed by the pain and the itch. Digging his nails into the unwelcome feelings makes them go away. Makes his thoughts calm down a little anyways.

When he’s alone for too long, he gets a little unsteady.

He’d never been to the hospital before, and now he’s been trapped here for months. It’ll be just a little longer now, until they can take the stuff holding his jaw together back out. That’s what Drayton told him anyways, translating what the mean old doctors were saying into words he could understand.

It got scary, when he didn’t have one of his brothers here. All on his own, freezing cold, not allowed to hum or play or pick, forced to act by their standards. He hates them all. Almost as much as he hates the neighbor girl for pushing him in the road.

Almost as much as he hates his twin brother for leaving him.

He knew Nubbins couldn’t come with him. He knew that! And then he went anyways! It made him so angry he could just-

A faint gasping cry echoes in the hallway. It sounds like one of the nurses maybe, sounds like going into shock.

If he could get up, he would, but he’s forced into this dumb bed still, so he stays put, stretching his neck so far it hurts from trying to see what’s going on.

Whatever’s happening, there’s blood out there.

Nubbins always thought being afraid of blood was stupid. Then again, he also thought he was safe on the road.

Here they were.

He’s never being sure of anything again.

Unless that counts as being sure of being unsure. Even through the cloth wrapped around his hands, he scratches at his skin. He’s just- he’s angry! There’s so much buzzing underneath his skin and he just wants out!

Nubbins balls up his hands and hits. Anywhere he can reach. His arms, his chest, his legs, and dammit he can’t even feel it in his legs. The beepy-sound the screen beside him makes to measure his heart gets loud and fast.

But nobody comes to check on him.

A sick, sweaty kind of feeling rises up in his chest. It’s panic. He is afraid.

That blood must mean something.

Maybe he’s hurt again.

But no. The nurses do come, eventually, but they’re different from his usual ones. They aren’t there for him.

It’s another patient. Another Sawyer patient.

“Wh-What is he doin’ here?”

Like he’s stupid, like he’s a child, they explain it slow. They say his brother got hurt in the war and had to come to the hospital to get put back together. Just because they’re family they’re getting shoved in the same room. The Veterans hospital was too expensive to keep him, so here he is. Invading Nubbins’ space.

Bobby smiles and waves like nothing is wrong.

“Nubbins!!”

Nubbins folds his arms, at least as best he can, given he’s just regaining motion in them, and shouts, “No!! D-Don’t you t-talk to me! I hate you!”

It seems to cut Bobby deep. He practically whines, like he used to when they were little and pitching fits to get what they wanted, “Nuh uh! You-You love me f-forever! I’m your brother!”

The angry in Nubbins’ heart mixes up with those memories of his brother and gets sorta tangled. In a way that makes him queasy.

He covers his ears with his hands, “Shut up! Sh-Shut up!!”

“Why sh-should I?” Bobby argues right away, loud as he can to defy the order.

So Nubbins explains why, grumpy that Bobby couldn’t just get it on his own and leave him be, “‘Cause I-I’m mad at you... B-But if you stays q-quiet, I might ch-change my mind.”

Guilt made him add that last part. Drayton always taught them you could love someone, but didn’t have to like them. He still loves his twin. It’s just confusing when he doesn’t like him. Like he doesn’t know whether to be upset or not. Nubbins wants to like him.

Bobby tries to comply and be silent. Really, he does, and it’s clear in the loud beeping of their neighboring machines being the only sound. He gives in eventually as it drones on, “But Nubbins-“

“Shhhhh!”

“Okay.”

Nubbins’ thoughts are like mushy applesauce. Like rot after it’s already sunk in deep through the body of a raccoon or a opossum on the side of the road. None of it makes sense and it’s all just too much. Nubbins angrily swishes his hands in the air to kill some of those bad feelings bubbled up in his body.

The silence lasts this time. Gives Nubbins a moment to just be a little spastic until he’s ready to speak.

“I-I’m mad a-at you.” He finally announces, voice sounding a little wavy and strained.

“W-What’d I do?” Bobby asks, and it’s genuine.

So Nubbins answers genuine back, simple facts without all those mean emotions getting in the way, “You left.”

“Oh. Y-Yeah.” Bobby nods, like he’s going to accept it, but then a thought occurs to him. He raises shoulders up a little so it’s known he’s going to speak before he even starts, “B-But I..I didn’t want to.”

They’d tried to tell him that. Bobby said so in his letters home, and Drayton put it into words, bringing what the paper said (and what Nubbins couldn’t read) to life.

Nubbins hadn’t believed either of them.

He thought that’s just what was said to make him feel better.

Now he feels the need to defend his pain, “I was a-alone. Forever.”

Bobby nods again, like he gets it, but he taps the big stitches and staples and leaky bandages on the side of his head, “I got hurt. Y-You can see it. L-Look at my head. A..A machete d-did that.”

“We-Well I c’ain’t e-even walk!” Nubbins shouts it in frustration.

That truck stole a lot of things from him that day.

None of them hurt as bad as when the government stole Bobby away to go fight.

Maybe. Maybe his anger was never really at his brother anyway. That's the most confusing part. Still, he’s willing to listen now and answer Bobby’s questions cooperatively.

For starts, Bobby seems confused by the confession Nubbins made, “Didja for-forget how?”

“I got huh-hurt too.” Nubbins explains, showing the scars down the backs of his arms from all the pins they put in to fix his bones, and turning his head to show the big sutures on his face from his jaw problem.

Bobby doesn’t even hesitate to reassure him, at the sight of his brother hurt, just like the way it used to be, “The doctors’ll.. th-they’ll getcha all better! They’s helped me l-lots. ‘Til.. ‘Til I tore my scab o-off. Nurse lady run o-outta there screamin’!”

So that explains that. The bloody woman must’ve tried to help him and got scared off. Nubbins wonders how bad it is under the bandages on Bobby’s head, but he doesn’t ask. That would be not nice.

Nubbins doesn’t want to be not nice anymore. Maybe he forgives too easily or something, but he’s not mad anymore. It still hurts that Bobby left, but they both suffered together, even far far apart.

Always connected.

He giggles at Bobby’s story and shows the thick mittens still on his hands, another thing they have in common, “Y-You pick ‘em too?”

Bobby nods in agreement, but he does it too fast and looks like he gets sick and dizzy. After a moment, he lays his head down on his pillows, a little pale.

It makes Nubbins feel yucky. Like he might lose him.

He whispers, “Are w-we gonna be.. o-okay?”

Bobby looks all around the room before he answers, just as quiet, “I-I think so. We’re to-together again so’s.. that-that’s gotta be good. R-Right?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I-I think you’re right. We’ll get out, a-and we’ll go home. We-We can’t play by the road but..but we can.. we can have fun again!” Nubbins gets all excited when thinking about having fun again makes his heart and his stomach feel better.

Until a thought occurs to him, and his smile drops away a little, “D-Do you still want to?”

Bobby doesn’t hesitate to encourage him, “‘Course! Me an’ you, Nubs, a-and Bubba too!”

And Nubbins believes it. Maybe it’s dumb but he doesn’t wanna hate his brother forever. They promised they’d be together all their lives, and that was broken. But maybe now it won’t be.

They’re both busted up. The family’s gonna have to give them some space, and they’ll spend it all telling each other about the last year. Maybe it’ll be like he never even left.

It makes Nubbins happy. His hands flutter about and show it. It hurts a little in his shoulders and chest, but he doesn’t care. He shakes and wiggles and claps all the good energy out into the world.

Bobby joins him. He makes noise when he does it, always has. A little hummy sound that gets higher based on how much his arms is wiggling.

It’s comfortable. Familiar. Happy.

[awakentrashpanda]

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I am so lonely~🎶

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[stimsandwhims]

Fatigue just sucks. I'm working with a not yet diagnosed fatigue issue, and I've been working with my doctor for over a year to try to figure out what exactly it is, both of us trying to find an exact reason, instead of labelling it as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.

But there's possibly nothing else left that it could be. My case is mild in terms of that disorder, technically, if it's that. It still ruins a lot of what I really could be doing with my life.

But, it also impacts things that I do to stim. If it's a really bad fatigue day physically, I'm not going to be able to use movement stims even if I want to - so I'll be chewing things a lot, I'll be messing with my hair, I'll be picking at my skin, and I'll be vocally stimming constantly.

If the fatigue is cognitive... I've found that I stim in more of a dissociative way. I'm not really conscious of it, might notice later what I was doing, but its so far out of my awareness because of how little energy I have to manage my brain. It's good, in a way, but it also means I end up wearing myself out physically by accident, or accidentally doing stims that are unsafe.

So.... I'm trying to start to pay attention to the stims I CAN do, on PURPOSE, when I'm fatigued.

I CAN ensure that I have something with a minky or velvet texture around.

I CAN keep a chewy candy around (Tootsie Rolls in my case are the least sensory ick - I struggle with sweets).

I CAN put only my toe on the ground when sitting, if it's just cognitive fatigue. (This naturally causes my body to stim with Shaky Leg™)

I CAN use essential oils in my diffuser with intention to feel a little better. (Or candle - I just choose the essential oil that matches the energy I need my body to take on. If people want, I can share about how I figured out which ones for what. I believe it depends on the person.)

I CAN make a list of all my tasks I need to complete, both easy, medium, and hard, and I CAN choose to only do one of them in a day. I CAN choose to feel good about doing any of them at all when my fatigue is bad in any department.

I CAN not judge myself for getting nothing done. I CAN be accepting and positive for letting myself rest. I CAN encourage myself to rest even though I want to do things, because it has consistently allowed me to do more later.

I CAN invest (yes, it is investing) in clothes and comfort items that improve my mental health, and physical health in result of that. For example, I bought myself pajamas for the first time in about 15+ years to wear at home.

I CAN allow myself to not get mad at my inability to cook when my fatigue is more severe. I CAN allow myself to restrain my urge to cook a LOT when my energy finally starts to catch back up, which allows me to last longer before the next flare.

I CAN love on myself, even if my body and brain seem to really have it out for me to make things just Hard.

And you can too. 💚

[dino-boyo-agere]

Spider-Man headcanons for @dovey-luv-bug cuz he's da bestest superhero there is!!!

I'm going: Peter Parker, Miles Morales, Gwen Stacy & Collectively ╰→ personally, I have the comic versions of them in mind

Peter Parker's Spider-Man -any one of them lol-:

He definitely has ADHD and is constantly stimming.

Also always has some stim toys at hand

Peter is a wild child, always running around.

Confident in his regression and pretty open about it, he actively tries to break the stigma.

Peter tends to get hurt, scraped knees, little cuts, etc. So his cg always carries Band-Aids.

LOVES to play "big brother" for other little ones and/ or kiddos.

He will get mad at you, if you forget to give his teddies a good night kiss on the forehead.

Prefers to read the good night story himself, instead of being read to.

When he's smaller than 7, Peter just makes up a story, that he think would fit the pictures in the book.. reading is hard.

Does not enjoy bath time, it's boring.

Miles Morales' Spider-Man:

Probably definitely autistic..

He is less hyperactive then Peter and prefers to chill and watch cartoons over actively playing.

HUGE cuddle bug!

Bad textures can ruin his whole day.

Gets overstimulated quite quickly, when smol and is prone to meltdowns.

Miles is way less confident about his regression. He tries to hide it because he's embarrassed about regressing.

Extra clumsy when little & needs all his boo-boos kissed immediately!!

The phrase "I'm a big boy 😤" gets repeated like a broken record.. It's not convincing anyone though.

Tends to get lost in "bad thought spirals" and needs his cg to pull him out of them.

Has a plushie he tells all his worries to. It's a dog with a zipper on the belly, so he can write down/ draw his worries and put them in the pouch if their to hard to talk about (yet) and puppy can eat them up.. His cg checks the notes every once in a while (with permission ofc). The plushie's name is "Therapuppy".

Really enjoys bath time, especially the extra attention from his cg.

Likes drawing & crafting of any kind.

Gwen Stacy's Spider-Woman/ Spider-Gwen:

Also autistic, definitely.

She is a flip and i see her slightly leaning to being a cg.

Just like Peter, Gwen talks openly about age regression, to break the stigma.

Also loves to help take care of "little sibbies" when small (just like Peter does).

Likes being called "big sis" when smol and "Ma" when in cg headspace.

Gwen likes to dance when & with little(s)

Definitely overprotective and overly cautious.. even when tiny, she worries quite a lot.

Likes to doctor her plushies and dolls back to health.

Enjoys to play pretend and go on adventures.

Collectively -all 3 Spider-Babs-:

Neurodivergent!!

It's a trauma response for all of them, but Peter & Gwen came to love it and like to regress just for fun and to relax sometimes. Miles will get there too, someday..

Sweetest little angels, so affectionate.

None of them have one certain cg, whichever trusted person is available will take care of the tiny ones! (often a Avengers member.. Though I personally especially LOVE Wade Wilson [Deadpool] as Peter's cg cuz I luv their comics together.. Aunt May is also an amazing cg!! Miles' Mom and Dad actually really enjoy to take care of little him & so does Gwen's dad with her.)

That's all I can think of right now, I might add to it later though! <3

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Tagging @pink-crayon-princess bc they said they'd love to hear some head canons aswell <3

[msfcatlover]

Changeling!Tim’s childhood is... actually kinda horrifying, when anyone looks into it.

(CW for forced medical procedures, and abuse in the form of temporary imprisonment. Also, minor self-harm, and… I don’t know what you call “eating something that will make you sick so your parents don’t get mad at you,” but I know it ain’t good.)

Tim had pretty pronounced fangs when he was younger, which his parents were just planning to wait out... until he was fast coming up on 10 and it was clear Tim wasn’t going to lose his teeth. A quick x-ray proved that Tim didn’t have adult teeth to grow in, just the one set he came with, and the fangs were only getting more obvious. His parents found an orthodontist willing to yank the fangs & wire up the rest of Tim’s teeth with braces to force them to look smooth & even as he grew up. (The doctor kept the teeth as a curiosity, and a decade later Damian will track that doctor down to steal them back.)

Something even Tim didn’t realize until he had to undergo a full Justice League-grade medical exam in preparation for becoming Robin, is that the tiny points on his ears aren’t natural. They have no idea what the ears of the baby Jack & Janet received looked like, but Tim’s points are actually mostly scar tissue. (Bruce puts it down as “a cosmetic procedure not dissimilar to ear cropping in canines” and tries not to feel sick.)

(There was also a period where the Drakes did an awful lot of research into cosmetic eye surgeries, but they eventually gave up. Apparently, it was a bigger concern that their son might end up blinded than that his eyes glowed in the dark and/or were the wrong color.)

As I mentioned before, Tim’s parents trim his thorns so that nobody goes to ruffle Tim’s hair and realizes he’s not human. He... actually started doing it himself when he decided to become Robin, because Tim has seen Bruce ruffle Jason & Dick’s hair so many times and didn’t want to hurt Bruce (or experience the absolute agony of having a thorn get caught in Bruce’s gloves and end up ripped out of Tim’s scalp,) as well as not wanting to give away Tim’s own inhuman nature with the single most obvious trait he has. (When the rest of the family find out, they are horrified and insist that Tim stop doing that. Instead of hair-ruffles, Tim gets hair-strokes that go only in one direction, bumping harmlessly over the curved outer edges of his thorns; it’s actually very soothing for both parties. Everyone absolutely uses Tim’s thorns as a stim toy, as long as Tim’s okay with it.)

Tim’s parents also hire an in-house barber to cut Tim’s hair, so they can make sure it’s “properly disposed of.” (Tim’s nightmares always smell faintly of burning hair.)

Tim wears fancy dress gloves to all dinners, because with the uppercrust you never know if someone’s going to bring out the real silverware. (If someone tells him to take off the gloves or Tim’s skin happens to brush up against somebody’s jewelry, Tim just sorta has to... deal. It’s rude to rush out or refuse your hosts, after all.) (Fortunately, Dick and the Titans all prefer reusable plastic silverware. And as soon as any Bat finds out about Tim’s fae nature, Wayne Manor quickly switches to stainless steel.)

It’s nearly impossible to know if a meal was prepared with iodized salt or non-iodized salt until it’s already in Tim’s mouth and the burning-itching discomfort of coming in contact with an anti-fae substance begins. It’s rude not to at least try the food someone offers you, and it’s even ruder to just spit something out, especially out in public. At least Tim doesn’t usually have to fake it when he says he’s not feeling well in order to stop eating. (Tim doesn’t tell the Waynes about this until that medical exam, where he kinda jokes about being allergic to salt and someone’s like, “Wait, how do you eat? Everything has salt in it nowadays.” Alfred rather forlornly puts his sea salt up on the top shelf and buys a jar of iodized table salt on the next grocery run.)

Tim’s blood is immediately identifiable because it has chloroplasts in it. No, he’s not actually a plant; yes, he can perform limited photosynthesis. No, Tim was not aware of this about himself, he’s never been allowed to give blood before, and like??? Sure, he figured out he was a changeling, but that does not immediately translate to, “Oh, I should test my blood for plant cells!”

Tim’s room doesn’t look any different from any other boy his age... except for three nails over the door on the outside. For the iron horseshoe Tim’s parents hang there sometimes, when they don’t want him to bother them or when he’s grounded. (Thankfully, it's been very rare for Tim to actually be trapped in his room, as setting up a salt line on his windowsills has always been... well, he's not sure. A step too far, even for his parents? A step too many to remember and/or perform in the heat of the moment? Something they don’t even realize is necessary, assuming the horseshoe prevents Tim from leaving the room at all rather than simply crossing that one threshold? Tim doesn’t like to think about it. Tim typically stays in his room anyway when he feels the swooping nausea of it hanging over his door, if only so his parents don’t find him missing and decide sealing the windows is something they ought to be doing. Trapped not by any law or binding ritual, but by Tim’s own admittedly rare fear of consequences.) (After Tim is snatched by faerie hunters, Jason and Dick are the ones who search Tim’s house. There’s a moment of silence when they find the horseshoe and realize what the nails are for. “I really hope I don’t have to point this out,” Jason says, in the tone of someone who’s going to do it anyway, “but it’s never a good sign when a kid’s bedroom has a lock on the outside.”) 

[snobgoblin]

okay ill bite (/affectionate) whats the arcana about !!

!!! YES <- hook up a generator to him he is stimming- ok so I have answered this in another ask BUT I'll go into detail in this one theres the spoiler free one, this one will be 100% spoiler

OK so.... oh my god where do I even start. there's so much I do not expect you to read this LMAO but thank you for the opportunity to talk about this

ok so it's a visual novel. and you can play six different versions of the same story (volume 1 being Asra, Nadia, and Julian, with volume 2 being Muriel, Portia, and Lucio) and honestly, volume 1 is the strongest imo THATS NOT TO SAY VOLUME 2 ISNT GOOD I just love volume 1 because it's GENUINELY just the same exact story from different perspectives whereas volume 2 takes creative liberties (especially Portias route which is sad because I love Portia as a character but her route is so disconnected from the others that I don't like it that much) ANYWAY ANYWAY enough opinions let's get into the lore (actually while I'm on the topic, based on the plot of each route? honestly the best way to play would be Nadia->Julian->Asra->Muriel->Lucio <- Portia's story is disconnected from the rest so it doesn't fit into this? (which makes sense considering she hasn't been in town as long as the others so she isn't involved in their stuff) but you kind of do need to play Julian's route beforehand if for no other reason than to get a feel for Mazelinka's character and Portia's backstory)

as far as lore. I guess I will start at the beginning, Montag Morgasson (better known as Count Lucio now) is part of a tribe known as the Scourge of the South, and his mom was the leader so he was kind of entitled, he felt like he would have power handed to him when he turned 18 but that didn't happen! his mom just cut him off. so Lucio gets mad and tries to bargain with the wyrm Vlagnagog, only to mistakenly summon demon Vlastomil as Vlagnagog has been shriveled up for a while now from not getting any sacrifices. anyway Vlastomil promises to help Lucio weaken his parents via Pestilence in exchange for their hearts. Lucios dad is bedridden and Lucio kills him, but he cannot kill Morga as she's not so easily defeated. she decides to spoil him one last time by letting him free in combat, as she cannot bear to kill her own son

AND SIDE NOTE I absolutely love seeing the naming convention of The Scourge of the South like Morga gave birth to Lucio so he is Lucio Morgasson (Morga's Son) and Morga also occasionally introduces herself as Morga Eirsdottir, assuming one of her parents was Eirs, probably her mother

ANYWAY because the deal is not fulfilled, red beetles start following Lucio around (he has a complicated relationship with beetles but I won't get into that rn) and with them, the red plague. Lucio starts doing mercenary work so all over the world this plague is happening, but Lucio doesn't seem to realize it's his fault, the beetles are following him. he just keeps making deals and not fulfilling them because he doesn't understand, when you don't uphold your end of a magical bargain, it has a way of punishing you. this will come back to bite him later and he develops a huge fear of death when he realizes he'll never be able to pay off his debt, later leading him to bargain with The Devil, but we're not there yet

where were we! Mercenary work! ok so at some point Julian left Nevivon for Prakra to study under Nazali, and he ends up on the battlefield with Lucio, as a doctor. he amputates Lucios arm. during this battle, the count of Vesuvia who he's fighting for sees this sacrifice and resolves to make him the new count iirc. so that's how he rose to power (I'll go into other character backstories here in a minute)

Lucio throws a bunch of parties and bullies local homeless kids as count, two of those being Muriel and Asra. I'll explain their deal once I'm done explaining Lucio bc he truly is the central character here, he's where all the conflict comes from. just keep that in mind

he also marries Nadia, trapping her in a hopeless marriage while he has endless affairs with the other nobles. but she doesn't care bc she doesn't even wanna be married in the first place. she's just being treated as eye candy like she has her whole life and she's resigned to her fate (SAD)

so because he's staying in the same place. he catches the Red Plague. and he tries to do this whole ritual (it's really long to explain) to get a new body, but BOOM Asra sabatoged it! he put pomegranate juice in instead of Lucios blood so the ritual would fail (the ritual was to fuse Lucio with the Devil) but now he's just stuck as this ghost goat in between dimensions

the game starts three years after this takes place, and it is your job to solve the "murder" and I think that brings me to Julian because he's a pretty important piece there

so Julian, big brother of Portia, was born to a rich family, the Devoraks, but one day the ship crashed, killing his parents, and leaving salt seals to save he and Portia's life. later, pirate Mazelinka found them and took them to Nevivon to be raised by the grandmas, a loving community of elderly salt miners and here they spent their childhood. Julian was taught how to read and write by Mazelinka's girlfriend Lilinka, and Portia felt left out. she felt left out in a lot of ways, like this and then, she wasn't even old enough to remember their parents. she's just always felt left out. anyway adding salt to the wound Julian goes off to study medicine in Prakra, leaving Portia behind once again

Julian was also working during the Red Plague, under the palace head doctor Valdemar (ooooooh don't even get me started on the courtiers or ill never shut up) he was trying to find a cure, when his Apprentice succumbed to the illness. then he also caught it, and because of his near death experience, he was visited by the Hanged Man, who revealed to him the cure to the plague was to kill Lucio. so Julian escaped the dungeon where he had been locked in to focus on his cure, and he tried to kill Lucio, but by the time he got there the room was on fire. him being there, though, gave courtiers a reason to pin the blame on him later and the ritual made everyone lose their memories so he couldn't even dispute it

OK and then Asra's parents made Lucio a metal arm when he lost his, and he locked them up for it, leaving Asra homeless. here he met Muriel, who was also homeless due to his parents giving him away to save him from a raid by the Scourge of the South. their whole childhood they lived on the docks with Lucio harassing them. now, what they didn't know was that Asras parents? they made a deal with the Devil. Lucio physically could not hurt Asra. however, Lucio would threaten Muriel to do things by claiming he would hurt Asra if he did not comply. Lucio told Asra the same thing but for Muriel, using their love for each other to control them. Muriel def got the worst of this imo, he was forced to kill people and rabid animals in gladiator battle with the stage name being the name of the tribe who killed his whole family. Asra merely had to help Lucio with magical things. Muriel kept all this a secret from Asra bc he didn't want him to feel bad

God there is so much more and thats not even scratching the surface but my fingers hurt so bad from typing so I'll have to stop 😭 thank you this was fun

[lost-tardis-room]

the s5 dr who finale was so off i was slicing my silicon stim toy in half why didn't those time monster thingies from s1 come after them when the doctor was literally touching himself-from-the-future??

also the doctor went from in love with rose (soul bonded) to flirting with jack harkness (aroace) to martha in love with him to in love with donna (platonic) to being weirdly dismissive of amy like why. why does he call her pond. he gets mad at her in like her second episode for saving that whale thing cos there was a little chance she might have killed everyone when he literally does that every other day like uhhhh. idk