#maybe the overwhelming sensory aspect

[paranormeow7]

we were on the rooftop of an apartment building. It’s raining, but the sky is a deep blue you only get at a certain hour. I can hear the cars below us, but I can’t see them. distant. The rain isn’t hitting you.

I don’t know how you feel about me. Walking towards you feels like something heavy. Like something bad is about to happen. I ask to sit beside you. There’s no answer.

I awkwardly sit down. You won’t look at me. You’re still staring at the cars below. I’ve always wanted to lay my head on your shoulder. That’s all I ever really wanted, I think. This might’ve been the first time I ever tried.

My head sinks into your shoulder. There’s some kind of hideous squelch. The blood pours out and covers my face. It fills my mouth. I recoil and try to wipe it off. It won’t come off, and now my hands are covered, too. I can taste it. Salty. Overpowering. Hateful.

The rain still isn’t hitting us. It’s almost like there’s a box around the rooftop, keeping us dry. There’s nothing to wash off the blood, and it feels like it’s endlessly gushing out, filling my mouth, my throat, my lungs. I turn to look at you.

A deep, red cavity has opened where I laid my head, devouring nearly half of your torso. You’re melting. You’re made of this substance. That’s all you were. You turn to look at me, but your face is wrong. You’re so many people I’ve seen before, all haphazardly morphed together in some kind of phantom abomination.

I can make out your eyes. Deep, piercing silver. I can still taste the thick, syrupy blood.

I wake up.

[writtenbymoonflower]

hello! I'm not sure if your requests are open, but could I ask for some hurt/comfort with poly!marauders with an autistic reader?

maybe reader has a meltdown because of sensory overload and they help her through it?

thank you so much! I love your writing xxx

thank you so much for requesting! poly!marauders x autistic fem!reader

cw: description of sensory overload, autistic meltdown/panic attack, brief mentions of unsafe stimming

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By the time your building was in sight, you felt every ounce of adrenaline leave your body. You had been holding on by a fraying thread all day, taking every searing feeling of overwhelm in stride. Your hands were raw and scraped from digging your nails into your flesh, and your jaw was tight and aching from being permanently clenched. 

Usually, work wasn’t this stressful for you. There were difficulties for sure, but it was familiar and predictable. Today however, there had been a company mixer involving all of the branches of your company. The building was hot and crowded with bodies, everyone was talking over each other, there were new people constantly trapping you in mundane conversation, and it was all just too much. It felt like every aspect of the event was scheming for your demise. You made it, though. You were as friendly as you could muster and you hoped your simmering discomfort was mostly imperceptible to your coworkers. Unfortunately for you however, the come down was worse than the overwhelm itself. 

You kicked your pinching shoes off the minute you stepped through the door, wanting to rid yourself of all sensation. You rushed to your room to undress. All of your clothes were itching painfully into your skin and it was enough to make you want to scream. You tugged your blouse off, not even bothering to throw it in the hamper. Your hands were so shaky that you pinched your fingers in the zipper of your skirt. You were already close to tears, but when you punctured your stockings while tugging them off, it all caught up to you. You crumpled into a heap on the floor, shivering from the biting cold in the room. You rolled yourself into a ball as small as possible on the floor, shaking as tears rolled down your face. Everything was too much. You weren’t sure how long you had stayed like that, rocking back and forth and shaking your hands, as if you could shake off the crawling on your skin. In your overwhelmed state you didn’t notice the door open, or the footsteps rapidly approaching your room. 

“Baby?” A voice was panicked, rushing over to you and crouching on the floor. You recognized the smell first, Sirius’ woodsy and fruity scent. His hands reached out to grab you before quickly retreating, not wanting to add to your state. “Baby, did you hurt yourself?” You shook your head rapidly, still choking on sobs. You winced as Sirius yelled. “Prongs! Moons!” They appeared in the doorway almost immediately, recognizing the urgency in his voice. 

“James, get the blanket.” Remus ordered. They had seen this happen a few times before but it didn’t make them panic any less. It was difficult for them to see you in pain, especially when there was no visible injury to tend to. You were still shaking, biting your hand compulsively. Remus was firm but kind as he kept you safe from yourself. “Honey, I need you to be gentle, okay?” You didn’t respond but still obeyed. Soon, a warm and heavy blanket was placed over your shoulders, it helped to calm your shaking, but you were still crying. 

“Will a hug help, lovie?” You nodded, craving the pressure. James pulled you onto his lap and squeezed you tight. The compression was wonderfully grounding, as if you could feel all the pain being juiced from your system like a lemon. He released you too soon, but you knew he was just being cautious. You tended to not know when pressure was too much, especially when you were in this state. It wasn’t rare for you to have bruises on your hands from squeezing or sitting on them when you got stressed. Still, you now felt calmer. 

“Remmy, can you turn the lights off please? The buzzing hurts.” You winced. He scrambled up to do so, in a way you knew likely hurt his aching joints. Your brain began to quiet down, your system being cleansed from the unwelcome and intrusive sensations of the day. “Thank you.” You mumbled, playing with your fingers. 

“Don’t thank us, baby.” Sirius wrapped the heavy blanket further around your shoulders. “Did something happen today?” 

You shook your head. “Not really, just a bunch of little things. It was just a lot, I didn’t expect it to affect me so much.” You said the last part with a bit too much shame for the boys liking. 

“Sometimes you don’t know until it’s happening.” James said gently. “I’m sorry it was a hard day, lovie.” 

“Is there anything more we can do?” Sirius said restlessly. He hates that this happens to you, it makes him wish he could wrap you in warm, quiet darkness and hold you to his chest, shutting all the pain out. 

You thought for a second. “I think I’m hungry. I haven’t eaten yet today. I was too distracted.” You knew the boys were still feeling especially tender, since you weren’t scolded. 

“Why don’t we order a takeaway?” Remus suggested. “That way we can just relax for a bit.” He stroked your exposed knee with his fingers.

“I think that Greek place is open.” James said before you could answer. “I’ll get the menu.” 

“Do you wanna move to the settee, sweet girl?” Sirius wrapped an arm around your shoulders. When you nodded he helped you stand up and ushered you to the sofa, wrapping you in more warm blankets when goosebumps rose. James handed you the remote. 

“Pick what you want, lovie.” James sat on your other side, caging you in wonderfully. You were again covered in sensation, but this time it was welcome and comforting.

[nanamin-nah-nanamine]

Geto Suguru NSFW Alphabet

Edit: if you enjoy, please let me know! I love little comments and messages left in the tags ^_^

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

When it comes to Aftercare Suguru is very reverent and routine in his practice. If the two of you are doing a particularly rough or draining scene he prefers to have aftercare items laid out in advance. The basics like water,snacks,wipes,etc but also more sensory based things to bring you back like a candle to smell or something to squish, something to bring you back from subspace. If the sex you’re having is more vanilla he will still water you,feed you,then cuddle you to sleep. He always makes sure that you’re asleep first before he does 🥺

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I’m not sure if this counts as a body part but I'm a big believer that Suguru takes a lot of pride in his hair and how healthy he keeps it. Homie is all about those hair masks,regular trims and maybe just MAYBE you got him sleeping with a silk bonnet. His favorite part of you has to be between your tummy,ass and thighs. What can I say? Suguru likes them well fed, thickums. He wants to see the shape of your ass in the matching Kimonos he got you two 💀. He’s also just a little freak and it makes him feral when you squeeze your thighs around his head 😭

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I think he cums a moderate amount? Lmao I don’t know if that’s the correct way to say it but it’s just like an average amount. I think the consistency is on the thinner side and it’s got that translucent milky color. He prefers to cum inside but it also gets him going to spill over your mound and like in between your lips. He also likes when he fucks you so hard you cream around the base because it always looks the prettiest in pictures.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

This little freak. This absolute little freak. Amongst all of his little fantasies, the one that has him groaning and spilling over his fist the fastest is domming both you and Satoru. The thought of having his little lover and the strongest on their knees for him gives him such a headrush that he has to lay down after he cums or he’ll pass out. He would never let this fantasy see the light of day

Unless you bring it up 👀

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s experienced in the way of lots of sex with a few partners rather than multiple partners so he hasn’t tried EVERYTHING but he’s honed the skill set he has.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Face down ass up arch PRECISE!!! He wants your face smushed into a pillow and if he’s feeling generous he’ll let you keep your hands free. He can be merciful sometimes.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

I wouldn’t say he’s completely serious all the time during sex, if something humorous happens he’ll laugh but he’s not going out of his way to be funny or anything. He wants you to be comfortable so he has a calming silence to him.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps things neat. A nice close trim for his own preferences but even when it grows out the hairs are fine and rather soft so it’s not really a bother anyways.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s a romantic at heart but he’s a pretty quiet lover. He’s the type to be thrusting into you in missionary,brushing your hair out of your face and littering kisses over your cheeks and neck. If he’s particularly overwhelmed by pleasure or he’s having a bad day, he’ll bury his face in your neck and let out the cutest little pants while his hands are bruising your hips, mumbling incoherently about how much he loves you. If you can hear him over your own moans, he whimpers occasionally.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

His sex drive is pretty middleground so if you’re around he doesn’t really feel the need to jerk off. When he does, it's much more utilitarian so he’s trying to get off as quickly as possible. He’s not a fan of porn, not when he’s got so many photos of you saved to get off too. If he’s feeling more self indulgent he’ll sit and set the scene for one of his fantasies.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He’s a kinky boy. BDSM is very high on his list in every aspect. He’s dominant. He enjoys being dominant and he’s always preferred submissive partners--Suguru loves a crybaby--because he loves feeling needed and nothing makes his dick harder than a whining sub clinging onto him and begging to cum.

Dacryphilia is another one, he used to be slightly ashamed of this one but he can’t help but feel his stomach tighten and his breath hitch when your whines turn into broken sobs. If he’s got you on your back and you’re looking at him with tear filled eyes, he’s going to put a baby in you. Periodt point blank, that’s a threat and a promise.

Suguru is also into primal prey. I’ve already mentioned that he tends to get power highs when domming, but the thought of hunting you down and fucking you actually makes his heart stutter. The pride in catching you, the complete domination, it gives him the sense of satisfaction that almost nothing else can. The fear on your face, the flicker in your cursed energy that you’re not even aware of. You’ve got a blinking target on your back and you don’t even know it. And he likes to mess with you, he likes to make you think you’re winning. He’s got such quiet feet and he moves so fast from years of training that one minute he’s there,the next he’s gone and soon you’re pinned on your front in the dirt with your panties ripped and being drilled into.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s a simple man and honestly just wants to fuck in the comfort of his home. Now inside the house, nowhere is off limits. He’s fucked you on the table,on the couch,bent over the dryer,in the middle of the hallway 😭

He doesn’t care bro

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

I mentioned this a bit earlier but he really likes when you’re needy for him. Like Suguru loves a needy,clingy,crybaby sub who’s gonna act like his shadow. He also really loves when you take what you want from him. He gets off on seeing you so flustered on his lap, grinding in little circles and whining for him to just flip you over and fuck you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn’t like bodily fluids besides cum and in the right circumstances blood.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He is a MUNCH!!! Suguru is a munch and he is proud of it. He’s eating pussy AND ass and he’s very much so giving aht aht aht move your hand. He will have you in that bed for hours on end eating you out for his own pleasure. You are not leaving unless you safeword or he’s done. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Suguru is a complete wild card but usually since he has so much patience, he fucks hard and slow. Really deep thrusts that jostle your entire body and have you gripping the sheets. If you want him to go faster you have to beg for it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He is not a fan of quickies because he likes to take his time and really take you apart. But he’s a little whipped so if you beg for it you’re getting fucked alright 🙂

You won’t be walking afterwards but you’re gonna get fucked

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He takes risks within both of your boundaries, but nothing too crazy. If anything has the possibility to cause either of y’all physical harm it’s an immediate veto because you’re his number one priority.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Oh Suguru? Mister first grade sorcerer? He can go as many rounds as you can take. His self control is pretty good so he tries his best to make you cum before he does. If he does somehow cum before you do, he’s immediately pulling out and finishing you off anyway you want.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

You two have a plethora of different sex toys. He had a humble collection before he met you but now there is definitely chest kept in the bedroom with a padlock because SOME guests(Satoru) are too nosy for their own good 🙄

“Suguru, what does this do?” “You don’t want to know”

He has some of the basics like vibes,ropes,and paddles. But he also has nipple clamps,chastity belts and whips.

He likes to keep an array of things on deck.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he’s absolutely the worst. He loves to tease you because he just thinks you’re so fucking cute when you’re whining and begging.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

It depends but he tends to be on the softer side of sounds. He has a naturally soft voice so his moans are breathy and he lets out little sighs and whimpers. When he’s close he tends to bite his lip and let out noises that couldn’t pay him to admit to. He definitely groans when he’s getting head and purrs low in his throat. Different types of stimulation make different sounds.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

This is my bisexual king and he’s a power bottom. He’s not letting you top, but in the past he’s definitely taken both dicks and straps. He’s secure in himself and prostate orgasms are nice 🤷🏽‍♀️

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I’m feeling like he’s a good 7-8in in length? Like that’s just the vibe he gives. He definitely doesn’t have the biggest dick in the JJK verse but he’s definitely up there in the top 5. Tan shaft and a tip that flushes red when he’s hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I mentioned earlier but his sex drive is very in the middle. He gets the horny zoomies sometimes where he’ll jump you in the hallway and take you like a cheap whore. But he usually likes to plan and have structured scenes thought out.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He needs you to be asleep before him. It’s his own thing, but once you’re safely tucked into bed, bathed,fed,watered and asleep he can finally feel like his job as a dom and boyfriend is complete. He will quite literally not be capable of rest until you’re snoring.

[chaoticace2005]

Spiders, their senses, and Angel Dust implications

I already screamed to @xxqueenofdragonsxx about this but figured I’d put it out there because I was doing research and I can’t stop thinking about it.

While we don’t know how canon it is to the show, this does have some implications for fanfics and is fun to consider.

Spiders don’t have ears. Or noses. Or tongues.

People have already made jokes about Angel’s lack of a nose, but it tracks with that fact. We also don’t see his ears, although we have seen his tongue (which, given he isn’t an actual spider there can be some allowances made.) Yes, he doesn’t have pedipalps to act as a substitution for his nose/tongue, but that isn’t the only place they can smell/taste things.

It’s their legs/feet(?). Their legs and bodies have sensory hair cells that allows them to detect vibrations in the air, as well as changes in electrical fields (which… Vox and Alastor implications? Can Angel sense them.) Humans hear via sensory hair cells too, but those are concentrated in the cochlea of the inner ear and surrounded by the outer/middle ear system (eardrum, etc.) Spiders don’t have that. They also have chemoreceptors that can smell and taste things.

Now, as someone who didn’t know much about spiders it’s cool to think about in terms of a character with some spider-like characteristics. But then I thought about this other aspect of Angel

His clothing

More specifically his constant usage of gloves/long sleeves/boots. We know he hates his spider feet, and yeah, the usage of gloves and his blazer can be to fit his style, but it’s also fun to think that maybe him wearing them is an active attempt to reduce sensory input? He’d still get some vibration input because the fabric won’t block everything, but it won’t be as direct. But since spider sensory organs aren’t localized like humans are, this could essentially be the equivalent of wearing a headphones. (Also do you really want to taste every single thing you touch?)

Which brings me to the second order of business: when he DOESNT wear his gloves. We do see him have to be bare for the camera, and if you consider him wearing clothes as a way of sensory modulation, he could essentially be forced to get all that input. Sensory overload would already be so ways in a place with so many sounds, lights, smells, etc. but imagine if you also have to do that when not used to such a level of exposure?

In humans there’s a condition called hyperacusis, which is basically a reduced pain and discomfort threshold to sounds. Some everyday ones can cause pain. Some neurodivergent people also have sensory sensitivities like that, in both cases sometimes headphones can help to reduce input.

The thing is though, if you constantly wear them you’re reducing your own threshold. It’s not recommended for people with hyperacusis to wear earplugs all the time because it makes them even more sensitive when not wearing them.

So, if you apply the same principle here, there is even more reason to consider the idea Angel would have some level of overstimulation just from not having his clothes on, combine that with the work environment, what he has to do, and the emotional turmoil of it all and that just makes it worse.

Which… with me anyways I’ve found when I’m too overloaded my brain tends to nope out and dissociate. So that could be what happens to Angel as well.

Then, there is one time outside of the studio we see him with uncovered arms and that’s the battle at the hotel.

Here, he’s wearing gloves but his arms are exposed. So it could be said that he’s allowing himself access to more input while also not overwhelming himself. He still has a buffer with the gloves on, but he also has heightened awareness for things around him.

Again, the amount of this actually being applicable in canon is hard to say. Sense we don’t know how spidery Angel really is (since again, he does have a tongue) and what level of research went into that aspect of their character designs. But I think it’s a fun thing to consider.

So uhhh… yeah. Totally normal about this all as someone who totally isn’t interested in audiology, hyperfixating on hazbin hotel, and neurodivergent myself.

(Update: there is now a fic)

[tonysbed]

flavours of choice | OP81

Oscar Piastri x Autistic!picky eater!reader

Summary: Oscar supporting you in something no one really has before..

warnings: mention of food, fluff ig

mental health masterlist | main masterlist

Oscar sat across from her, his eyes gentle and attentive, as they perused the menu. Their usual restaurant buzzed with the sounds of clinking glasses and murmured conversations. She shifted in her seat, trying to focus on the menu, but the familiar anxiety crept up as her eyes scanned the dishes, filled with foods she struggled to eat.

“Anything look good?” Oscar asked, his tone casual yet caring.

She forced a smile, nodding slightly. “Yeah, just trying to decide,” she replied, her voice betraying none of the turmoil inside.

Oscar noticed the slight hesitation in her movements, the way she lingered on the familiar options. It was their third date, and he had started to piece together the patterns. She always ordered the same few dishes, always hesitated when trying something new.

He didn't say anything then, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. Instead, he chose a dish he knew she liked, hoping to ease her mind. They enjoyed their meal, the conversation flowing effortlessly as always. Yet, Oscar couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more she wasn’t sharing.

---

A few weeks later, as they strolled through the park, Oscar gently broached the subject. “You know, you can always tell me if there’s something bothering you,” he said, his voice soft.

She looked up at him, her heart pounding. “What do you mean?” she asked, though she had an inkling of what he was referring to.

“About food. I’ve noticed you’re very particular,” he said, careful to keep his tone non-judgmental. “And that’s okay. I just want you to know that you can be honest with me.”

Her shoulders relaxed a fraction. “It’s just… I’ve struggled with the texture and sensory aspects of food my entire life,” she admitted. “People have always made fun of me for being a picky eater, so I’ve tried to hide it.”

Oscar nodded, his expression understanding. “Thank you for telling me. I’m sorry people have treated you that way. It must be hard.”

“It is,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. “I’m trying, but it’s really difficult.”

“Maybe I can help?” he suggested. “What if we talked to a nutritionist? They might have some strategies to make things easier for you.”

She hesitated, the idea both daunting and appealing. “You really think that could help?”

“I do,” Oscar said firmly. “And I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

---

With Oscar’s support, she scheduled an appointment with a nutritionist. The first few sessions were overwhelming. The nutritionist introduced her to new foods in a controlled environment, encouraging her to try small bites and note her reactions.

The exposures were challenging. Some textures made her skin crawl, and certain tastes were unbearable. Each time, she pushed herself, but the experience often left her in tears by the time she got home.

Oscar was always there, ready to hold her and listen. “It’s okay to cry,” he would say, his arms wrapped around her. “You’re doing amazing. This is really hard, and you’re so brave for facing it.”

She found some new foods she could tolerate, small victories that felt monumental. But she remained mostly picky, her sensory sensitivities still a significant barrier.

One evening, after a particularly tough session, she collapsed into Oscar’s embrace, tears streaming down her face. “I feel like I’m never going to get better,” she sobbed.

Oscar gently wiped her tears away. “You’ve already made so much progress,” he said softly. “It doesn’t matter how much or how little you change. What matters is that you’re trying, and that’s incredible.”

His unwavering support gave her the strength to keep going. She learned to navigate her challenges with more confidence, knowing she had someone who loved and accepted her unconditionally.

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Years later, as they sat together at a family gathering, Oscar watched with pride as she navigated the buffet. She selected a few new items along with her safe choices, her demeanor calm and composed. She had come a long way, and while she was still a picky eater, she was no longer ashamed of it.

Oscar took her hand, squeezing it gently. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with gratitude.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“For what?” he asked, smiling.

“For believing in me,” she said simply.

Oscar kissed her forehead. “Always,” he promised.

And he meant it.

A/n: I think there are 2 more Oscar x reader ideas to write? Or three? I’m not even sure anymore. Remember, send your requests my wayyyy

[hylianengineer]

I was just scrolling past one of those atrocious clickbait articles about managing anxiety - you know, the ones intended for people without severe anxiety disorders, people who haven’t memorized every trick in the book. Then it occurred to me it might be useful to share some of the weird, new tricks I’ve come up with or learned from others (over the course of many years living with an anxiety disorder), and see if anyone else wanted to share some as well. 

1. Rock music. It sounds counterintuitive, but sometimes trying to listen to calm music just feels ridiculous when I’m freaking out. Rock is good because it matches my preexisting energy level (for those times when calm music makes you want to fight someone, preferably the person who suggested listening to calm music when you’re freaking out), but it’s still music and distracting and has a steady rhythm so it helps sometimes. I’m particularly fond of the kind with screaming in it, for some reason.

2. Doodling on yourself. I do this on my arm in washable marker, because, I don’t know, it was on hand and it’s more grounding than drawing on paper. It worked though, drawing on yourself is multiple kinds of distracting all at once - the art, the sensory aspect, etc.

3. Don’t have a weighted blanket and/or it’s not heavy enough? Lie on your stomach and position your arms beneath your torso so that the weight of your body is on top of them. Fair warning, I usually fall asleep when I do this, so maybe be prepared for that possibility.

4. Got too many emotions you don’t know what to do with? Try fingerpainting! Credit to @a-star-that-fell for teaching me this one. Works not only with anxiety but also other overwhelming emotions.

Please feel free to add to this list, I need ideas.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Portgas D. Ace NSFW Alphabet

@444katsuki threatened me at 8am to do this. 🧍🏾‍♀️🤧

Black Fem Reader in Mind

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

If he doesn’t fall asleep right after he usually gets up and grabs a towel to wipe you off, he didn’t know much about aftercare and he told you about this, but he was more than willing to learn because he always had the instinct to make you feel good and safe. He enjoys pillow talking as well right after, holding you on top of his chest, starting off with a silly comment saying “Fuck you feel too good down there.”

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his arms and he loves your ass. When he carries you & you can always feel his bicep or hand right under the cup of your butt

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Feral messy man. He loves cumming on your body though. It’s a form of possession he feels pouring his seed all over you as you pant away and eye half shut. You have to catch him sometimes though because if he cream pie’s you he starts to playing inside you cunt with his Dick.

Dirty ass.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He really wants to fuck you in a forest. He doesn’t know why, but sometimes when you both are exploring he just wants you push you against a tree and have at you. Maybe you will grant him that pleasure one day

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He has had no less than 3 women. Two was just blowjobs and the one was a heat of the moment thing. He regrets losing his virginity to anybody that wasn’t you, because you really showed him the ropes on how to make you feel good. He does have his hiccups when he is too excited so he may miss your clit or rub too hard but a lil correction never hurt him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Lotus. He is infactuated by you, your scent, your moans, your body he needs to be as close as you as possible. He will keep your sweaty thighs around his hot waist and slowly pump into you and giving you soft praises in your ear, “You’re so good to me, I love you, baby.”

Once it gets a bit more intense he lays back holding your hands to watch you ride him

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

It can be either or, he’s a silly guy and he enjoys watching you smile as much as he does seeing your fucked out face. Sometimes he’ll intentionally make a joke while going down on you because he gets so turned on when you laugh, but it gets cut off by a moan. It just so sexy to Ace.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Sooooo. He is kinda like Luffy, but slightly better. His DF burns off any excess hair on his body so he doesn’t have much going on, but sometimes you can just barely feel a little bit of hair when he presses deeper inside you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s a romantic whether he admits it or not, he’s just not great at executing it. He tried to light candles around the bed or give you a massage but he’s clumsy so there were a few times there have been many accidental fires in your room because of this

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Does it a lot before and after dating you, especially if you are not sexually available. He gets riled up so easily he blames you a lot for it. You’ve caught him in your room with your dirty panties in his face way too many times.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Temperature Play: I mean obviously. When he fingers you he will make his fingers hot JUST enough to make you whimper. Sometimes if he is feeling it, he will rub ice on and inside your pussy, he sucks his bottom lip seeing you squirm at the cold touch and wait until you beg for him fingers for him to rub your clit with his burning digits.

Sensory Deprivation: He actually wants you BOTH to be blind while having sex. The feeling is such an overwhelming pleasure he can’t get himself to beg for more while you cry for him to stop while he is inside you blindly.

Exhibition: Like i said he doesn’t actually want to get caught but the THOUGHT and RISK makes him feral. He can most definitely fill you in an alley or even in someone else’s room that he doesn’t like. He doesn’t give af.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He doesn’t necessarily care as long as there is reassurance y’all can’t get caught. Going back to the idea of fucking you in the forest.

He really likes fucking you in areas where enemies are close by. It’s something about the rush of possibly getting caught and attacked that makes him get feral. Granted he would also be mortified if someone actually saw like a random civilian so he is a dumbass on that part.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

YOU. You just swaying your hips ALONE Makes him flustered! He gets more horny when he drinks so if you wanna tease him sit on his lap. (Will Describe more on the Letter U)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Ace is a very jealous guy so he Does not ever want to share you. He has no reason to. You are his and he most definitely is yours, just the thought of you being intimate with someone else’s, man or woman he doesn’t care it pisses him off.

He is open to slapping you, but not in the face. He wouldn’t dream of ever bruising up your gorgeous face.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This man LIVES for blowjobs. The mouth stretching to swallow his cock is a sight to see. He loves leaning back on the bed, one hand holding him up, other on your head holding your hair watching you bob your head up and down. It’s kinda hot seeing how his head is cocked to the side, blushing and lowly moaning your name. when you wake up him with one he is the happiest mf in the sea nothing can piss him off. Bonus points if you start off and kiss his tip he will get hard almost instantly

When he goes down on you he’s a damn menace, he always becomes pussy drunk so be prepared to be overstimulated. His favorite way to eat you is him on his knees and you against the wall. It’s so hot to see his dark eyes just barely showing through his messy hair looking up and you kneeding your ass. One time you moved his hair out of his face to get a good look at him and while he was sucking your clit he winked and pushed your pelvis in more making you cry out.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Surprisingly, he loves making love more than rough sex. Now that doesn’t mean if you act bratty he won’t put that ass in place, but he

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

The only quickies y’all have are oral sex or quick bend over this barrel sex. It’s not often but Ace don’t mind em.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

There was a couple times you’ve done it in the hallway of a Mobydick during a party and you both were horny drunk messes that couldn’t wait to get to your room so Ace took you from the back on a wall. Thatch caught you both, but y’all couldn’t see him from how dark it was. He didn’t talk to you both for a week and you both didn’t understand why.

Ace doesn’t think about trying new things. If you tell him about it he’s open minded, as long as it isn’t something he can’t do back to you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has fallen asleep inside you. Many times. So after waking him up he is recharged to finish what he started. Sex with Ace usually last about….15-20 minutes and that’s because his ass can knock out at anytime.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No. He always talks about getting one but never gets around to do it and you seem to always forget so if y’all want to use one you can, but it wouldn’t make much difference between how you both have sex.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Okay so you both like to tease each other. You can tease him by sitting on his lap while he drinks and with nobody watching you will grab his hand and guide it making him feel that you in fact are wearing no panties. You witty smile starts to fade when he raises the temperature on his finger tip as they do teasingly draw circles inside you, he smirks while sipping his drink knowing the more you buck your hips in his hand the further away his hand moves. Eventually you or him have a competition on who can break first and you both always end up losing, but it’s worth it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

SUCH PRETTY PRETTY MOANS. Probably the top three prettiest male moaner in the entire OP verse and he ain’t 3. He gets so embarrassed knowing his noises turn you on, but he doesn’t stop because the way you clench down on him when he spills his soft whimpers makes him more riled up.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He can draw really well. Ace calls them doodles but he is super good at realism. He mostly draws you and gives you the drawing very casually at the end of the day. It doesn’t mean anything to him. That was until he found your drawer full of his mini drawings through out the years. Damn near fell in love with you all over again.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

About 5-6 and a half all around. It looks way fucking bigger through because he is girthy and hard. It curves slightly and it’s very pretty and even has a few tiny beauty marks on it. He can be a cocky ass hole when he sees you struggle to take him inside you.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Once he got with you his libido just sky rocketed more than it was before I’m sorry. He can’t get enough of your whimpers and your body. He will contact his self the best of his ability if you are not a very sexual person, but if you’re down I take it you guys may have sex about 3-4 times a week quickies not included.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If he doesn’t pull you into his chest afterwards he wants you to hold him. He loves falling sleep right after sex in your chest, but if you’re just too hot best believe after a nice good cleaning he is knocked like a light

[hobie-enthusiast]

I really love how you write!! I was wondering if you could so smth with hobie x autistic + sunshine!reader? I'm autistic, and i've constantly been belittled for it so it'd mean a lot to see my biggest cc with an autistic reader!! If you're worried about how to approach it maybe you could do smth like reader using noise canceling headphones? or like comforting when reader had an autistic meltdown?? Ofc these are just ideas, whatever you wna do!! Also don't fret if you don't want to do this request, just wanted to ask !!! ^w^

Oh and gender neutral with they/them pronouns please!! 🫶

- 🎀 anonymous

(Emoji signoffs are so cute!! hoping you don't mind me adding one !!!)

QUIET AND EASE !

— hobie brown x energetic!autistic!gn!reader

— fluff and comfort, autistic meltdown, noise canceling headphones, petnames (sweetheart, love), hobie’s worried and nervous, sensory overload, breakdowns due to loud noises, almost panic attacks

— time with your friends was always nice, but sometimes it got to be too much, and hobie is always there to help

— ill do u one better anon how about incorporating both 🫶 also ofc you can have an emoji! thank u for ur support!

— official disclaimer: the following fic and reader experience is based on my experience and also other aspects i have read up on. every autistic person is different, and they won’t all have this exact reaction when it comes to a meltdown. so pls keep that in mind when reading :) if anything seems wrong please feel free to tell me!

Everything was so so loud.

The two of you agreed two have friends over, a small hangout. It had been a while since everyone had hung out, so Hobie suggested hosting them. You agreed, wanting to see everyone again after a while.

You welcomed everyone excitedly, wanting to show off your place. “Hey guys! Come on in, let me give you a tour!”

You dragged them all around the apartment, pointing out various things that maybe they didn’t notice. Your favourites; some hanging pictures, pieces, and collectables.

The other owner of the place, Hobie, couldn’t help but smile a bit at your excited nature. That’s just how you were, naturally excited about your interests. He encouraged that, loving the way you seem to know so much about these types of things.

After a tour and explanations you so graciously provided, you ushered everyone to grab some dinner or snacks. You had some entertainment planned out, so you and Hobie let everyone decide what they wanted to do. It was a nice time, and you enjoyed your friend’s company.

But soon, they just got too rowdy for your liking. It was about a couple hours into get-together and Miles and Pavitr decided it would be a great idea to play some board and card games. Of course, the competitive nature led to some yelling between the teens.

You tapped out of the game a while ago, feeling an anxious nerve tapping at the back of your head. You hoped it was nothing. That you could continue enjoying your friend’s company.

Definitely not the case.

“Oh come on! I had it that round!” Miles groaned loudly, nudging Gwen. “I would have won!”

“But you didn’t! I remain the victor!” Pavitr declares loudly, collecting all the cards.

Hobie laughs lowly, finding amusement in the banter among the younger ones. It was nice hearing everyone just able to relax and not worry about their duties. Well, there was one person he hadn’t heard from in a minute.

The older turned to you, noticing the way you seemed to just be.. staring out. Your hands were messing with one another, and your leg was bouncing crazily. Your eyes were glassy, almost as if..

Oh. Oh no.

Subtly, Hobie scoots closer to you, minding himself to not touch you. “Doin’ okay, love?”

The words go into your head, you hear them. But it’s difficult to process. Were you okay? Was this okay? No, it wasn’t, but can you even say that? Should you tell him? Will you tell him? So many overwhelming questions.

“I-”

“Oh come on! You have to be cheating!”

A particularly loud yell from Miles causes you to flinch, head dropping to your knees. No, you weren’t okay. Not one bit. Tears sprang to your eyes quickly as your body rocks, hands harshly pushing against your ears.

This is when Hobie knew he had to spring into action. “Guys, c’mon, ‘s time t’ get goin’.”

Everyone looks up at Hobie, confused, with Gwen being first to speak up. “What? Hobie, we just got here?”

“‘m sorry, but you can come back ‘nother time. Please.” He requests, ushering everyone to stand up.

As Hobie tries to get everyone out and away, you’re off in your own world. Your head was spinning, all your sense coming at you at full force. Everything was crashing down on you, and you couldn’t stop it.

Once he managed to get everyone out, his feet were moving him to your shared room. He needed the essentials; your blanket, your headphones, and your phone. He’d get more once you asked, certainly. Rushing back to you, he kneels down, hands glued to his thighs.

“Hey swee’heart..” He says in a really quiet whisper, not wanting to upset you further. “‘m gonna put these on ya, okay? Jus’ real quick, then ‘m done.. I’ll be right over here for ya.”

He knew these types of things could be harmful, you told him that before. The last thing you wanted was to accidentally hurt him. But letting you know what he’s doing helped a small part of your brain, one trying to gain regulation.

Carefully, Hobie moves to put your headphones on your head, the noise from the outside world coming to a halt. He moves back after, hands in your view as he backs up. That’s how he shows that he’s away, letting you have your space.

Next, he mimics your position, drawing his knees to his chest. Hobie’s nervous, he couldn’t deny, but all he could do was sit and wait. You needed your space, and he would be here to help you with the aftermath.

And then he just.. waits.

Once the sound is blocked out, that’s one less worry on your mind. You focus next on the tears streaming down your face. Everything felt sore, your mind was hurting. That made you want to cry.

You bit your lip as you shake your hands, trying to get some sort of stability. You focus on the movement of your hand, watching the rings Hobie let you steal jangle together. No doubt they make a nice sound, Hobie probably hears it.

Your brain waves start to slow down, you can tell. Without the overwhelming sense, you start to feel at ease. Some thoughts are able to run through.

‘Breathe. Think. Safe.’

You try your hardest to repeat these words in your head, continuously stimming as the tears finally stop. Without the horrible feeling of crying, it’s somewhat easier to understand what’s happening. The loud sounds were gone. You were okay.

By the time you managed to gain more of yourself, your head was hurting badly. Glancing up, you notice the way Hobie was looking at you. He had a worried expression. He didn’t wear it often, but he was now. He was nervous for you.

He gives a small wave, gaining a small laugh from you as you wave back. Then, he holds out his hand, giving you the option to take it. He wants nothing more than to hold and comfort you, he wants to help make you feel secure.

You cautiously take his hand, allowing him to wrap his arms around you. This instantly made you melt in his embrace. Exhaustion was catching up with you.

But things could be okay now. You were alone with Hobie, someone you trusted immensely.

Hobie was relieved when you allowed yourself to be embraced by him. He felt better knowing he could give you this sense of comfort. It was better than being able to do nothing.

Gently, he kisses your forehead when he feels your body slumping. “Mhm.. rest, swee’heart.. ‘m here..”

He knew his words were blocked by your headphones, but he still whispered them anyways. Almost like assuring himself. Everything was okay. You were okay.

Hobie decided that tonight was a good night for a sleep on the floor. He grabs your blanket, putting it over both of your bodies while lying back. He lets you adjust your body so you can sleep comfortably with the headphones on, which happens to be on his side with hands intertwined.

He was comfortable. You were comfortable. And he could easily fall asleep knowing that you would wake up and hopefully feel as good as you did earlier that day.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Heya 👋

I was wandering lately how various goops taste like. And here's the question - what do you think liquid determination tastes like?

Because imagine yourself as Killer: this thing always oozes out of everywhere.

°Is this thing thick or sticky, or maybe it could be itchy? Since it literally would turn monster in a goop and you always in contact with it.

°It's in your eyes. Can it affect your field of vision, do your eyes feel dry, or something?

°It's in your throat and nose. Is it affects your breathing and how your sense of smell works?

°It's in your mouth, how does it taste like? Do you swallow it? How it affects your sense of taste?

If this liquid determination is generally irritating and uncomfortable to be in contact with, maybe it have it's part in why Killer doesn't care about his body. He's always in sensory overload, he can't understand anymore what cue means what. Is it just determination in his stomach, that he always swallows, acting up and irritates him more than usual or is he hungry? Is it determination gooped up in his eyes and they are itchy and dry, or he wants to rest and maybe nap for a bit? Imagine yourself to try and sleep when everything is itchy and uncomfortable, when your nose and throat keeps being clogged up by determination and if you don't pay attention you can suffocate on it... And it's on top of hallucinations AND nightmares?

Jeeeeez. Poor dude.

PS: sorry for bad English 💜

Nah, don’t worry, your English is pretty good 💕.

But Gods I love it when people take aspects of Killer’s character/story or even certain ideas and headcanons proposed and then add on to it in a way I never thought of.

But that’s honestly a pretty awesome idea. That his body is just constantly in overload and sending so many blaring signals and alarms in attempt to get Killer’s attention and have the issue fixed, but Killer either isn’t capable of fulfilling the need or fixing the issue (like food), or he tries to fix the issue but there’s so many fucking issues that everything he attempts either doesn’t work because it’s something else entirely or he makes it worse or its just something he can’t fix.

And like its overwhelming and uncomfortable and there’s many other things he needs to do to avoid causing more issues and his body is like punishing him for things he didn’t cause or just can’t/doesn’t know how to fix, that he just does the next best thing and ignores it, shuts down from it, dissociates from it. Nothing ever seems to ease it or satisfy so why bother with it anymore. It’s not his problem, they’re just forced to live with eachother—he and the body.

And if the goop is thick and sticky I sometimes like to imagine that killer’s sockets often just get stuck and crusted shut and so he kinda has to wash his ‘eyes’ with a wet rag or use a warm compress to get rid of all the built up, dried crusted goop just to be able to open his sockets again.

And if the DT leaks from every crevice or crack, id imagine the goop likely not only deeply stains parts of his bones black or caused joints to lock up sometimes—and its most worse, it could even cause his arms, hands, legs, etc to “lock up” or paralyze, even if temporarily. And if the DT has painful or like acidic properties it could cause a lot of pain, irrational and/or discomfort.

{ @awa-the-skeleton }

[bettathanyou]

hii i just wanted to say i really appreciate how much love you put into all of your writings, its all so heartwarming and detailed, and you capture cedrics character SO well. you have such an in depth understanding of his personality and its commendable. i really admire your dedication and love for this guy and how willing you are to share it with others :]

but ya i have a request, a headcanon list (or story/anything u wanna do) of Cedrics autistic behavior and maybe how he would act with an autistic partner? the idea of there being this mutual understanding of each others needs is really sweet to me. also i personally hc him with adhd alongside autism so it would be neat if that could get mixed in somehow, too :D no problem if not!

ANON. WTF YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CRY FR?? THAT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME, THANK YOU. I get so scared of MISCHARACTERIZING Cedric, so to hear that I have an in depth understanding of him from you made my entire day, month, YEAR. I hope this headcanon list is good and up to expectations!!

AuDHD Cedric The Sorcerer Headcanons (With Autistic S/O)

Coming from someone with AuDHD with an autistic best friend, I can't stress how much source material I have to speak about this sifkdiieis

FIRST THINGS FIRST. SENSORY ISSUES GALOREEEEE. That man will shrivel and die if he were ever in the modern era and came into direct contact with a microfiber towel.

A secret Headcanon I have (outside of the reasons I listed in my first headcanon list about Cedric!) Is he wears gloves BECAUSE Cedric has sensory/texture issues. His potion ingredients seem incredibly bizarre at times, and I'm sure the textures of them just get overwhelming at times. If you're wondering why the fingertips are exposed, he might need the extra grip to handle delicate objects, etc etc.

His robe is basically a weighted blanket, argue with the wall. He needs to be regulated somehow, and he's still a nervous wreck anyways

We know Cedric's speech is affected by his audhd. Dude has pedantic speech, overly emotive or deadpan, his volume control is non-existent when excited.

Expanding on that, his tendency to mix up words for spells seems a little... Neurospicy, on top of the anxiety

Forgets spells constantly. Not actually forget how to do them, just forgetting they exist cuz adhd

Has CHRONICALLY turned his workshop inside out because the thing Cedric was using just disappeared after he set it down!

(it was in his hand the whole time lol)

HC that outside of, yk, lack of personal space because no one knocks except Sofia, Autism rage whenever you're being interrupted from a task, especially something your fixated on, DRIVES HIM SO INSANE

Lack of patience. Just. Irritable, and same

His only friend (before Sofia) was an animal companion. C'mon y'all.

Music is so important to Cedric! It helps him regulate. He sings, he dances, he appreciates the dragon Acapella! Definitely uses music to stim, as well as dancing. He does it way too much. Audhd people usually are very connected to creative outlets such as music

Speaking of, his flying machine? CEDRIC IS AN INVENTOR. SO MANY INVENTORS ARE/WERE NEURODIVERGENT

Cedric is so genuinely shocked by kindness from Sofia even though she's consistent with it. That can definitely be trauma, but also feels like a lack of emotional permanence

Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria SO BADDDDD Cedric would have a shutdown about it (thanks ADHD)

Prone to more shutdowns than meltdowns. But as we know, shutdowns inevitably lead to meltdowns anyways. I hc that Cedric is definitely seen as "melancholic" because his mood shifts as well as masking (poorly) his mental state after having meltdowns in private

Definitely tugs at his hair, bites himself, hits his head/fists on hard surfaces during meltdowns :((

Cedric's job as royal sorcerer is fun for the knowledge as special interest aspect, but the social parts leaves him in bad burnout, at least before his redemption

Still hates the social aspect of his job though

Potions are his special interest

The amulet of avalor was a hyperfixation, there I said it!

Due to trauma, but also to adhd, I think Cedric has no emotional object permanence. Dude for real acts a little TOO shocked towards Sofias kindness-

There is two types of audhd: sarcasm is the only language they're fluent in, and cannot distinguish sarcasm to save their life. Cedric is the first.

Sofia is the second type LMAO

Where's the same outfit everyday. Like. Cedric would buy the same set of clothes/outfits because too many choices are just overwhelming, and too many textures are Bad

Speaking of textures, again

Picky eater

I've never seen Cedric eat anything except those jellybean looking candies at his parents house

Jellybean/sweets as a safe food

I hc personally that Cedric is familiar with food magic because he conjures his own meals. I can't imagine people would respect his needs/wants enough to be especially accommodating, so he did it himself

Cedric talks to children as equals because of the lack of social hierarchy due to autism

However with the royals his age he is desperately trying to please people for the sake of acceptance (mood)

Okay

Rapid fire s/o headcanons!

Y'all either talk for hours, or parallel play without a word

Doing Nothing Together While Vibing Is Essential

Even though y'all understand each other well, sometimes the weird social rules you force yourself to mask with still stick. So sometimes y'all will have to ask "are you mad or are you unmasked rn"

Same thing with sarcasm. Taking jokes too literally so then you gotta ask for clarification. At this point it just adds to the joke xD

Cuddling/hugs is the best because THE DEEP PRESSUREEEEE

But also don't touch me when I need space pls

Infodumping whenever the chances arise

Seeing cedrics eyes sparkle his smile lines crease when talking about something that excited him feels like the warmest ray of sunshine

Cedric will sometimes get distracted by how much he loves you and loves seeimh you being happy while infodumping and will ask you to repeat things while apologizing profusely

Cedric will buy you little comfort objects you like or give you cool things he finds

Pebbling!!!

Sometimes y'all need to sleep alone for the sake of space, but other nights you gotta be in each other's skin

And both are okay!

Laying in bed doing a separate activity until bedtime is a good compromise when one of you doesn't want to spend the night, but still wants time together

Switching hyperfixations

Adopting each other's vocal stims/speech mannerisms

Suddenly you're saying Merlin's mushrooms UNIRONICALLY

When shutdowns happen, y'all have communication cards! Very helpful for both parties :))

You both doodled in the margins of each other's communication cards

Cedric chronically loses his and you now you're just letting him use yours until they manifest again 😭

Meltdowns, Cedric needs to be alone. He just can't handle ANYONE seeing it, even you

You respect that... And take care of him afterwards with whatever he needs

Whatever way you need support during shutdowns/meltdowns, Cedric accommodates without question

Just

So much love and acceptance and CHOOSING to put in the work in your relationship

Anyways, that's all I got! Feel free to add on! TYSM for the ask!! This was so lovely and self indulgent to write lmaooo

[titleleaf]

very curious about any dune perfume thoughts you may have

DUNE PERFUME THOUGHTS...

I feel like with all of Ferbert's tropes around effeminate overly-refined decadence there \_really_ needs to be more perfume action among the houses of the Landsraad, even if for no other reason than conspicuous consumption? The olfactive aspect of spice isn't really centered since its other psychoactive/pharmaceutical merits are more valued, but I've been really curious about the mechanism by which spice is ingested, if everybody's either eating it with their food or drinking it in solution or what. (Or, I guess, floating around in it.) Mentally I guess I'd been picturing spice more like an incense resin than an actual spice, but there's no textual justification or actual reason for that other than really liking incense.

Paul and Jessica both seem especially attuned to scent in the first book, linking it to poison detection but also to the presence of spice, which is probably smart when you're backpacking across Arrakis trying not to get blown up or space stabbed. Spice melange in the raw smells like cinnamon, pre-spice mass has a “rank, semisweet" odor, the Baron's private conference room carries a “faint sweet herb scent that hung on the air, masking a deeper musk”... lot going on in there! Idk if we’re supposed to assume it’s a human body-type musk derived from the Baron’s libertinage, something from the furnishings, or a fragrance element, but I really love the idea of this kind of uncomfortably exquisite sensory space. (And then Piter smells like squeaky latex gloves.) Per the Dune Encyclopedia, there's one fragrant drug whose whole mechanism of action is making you think it smells really really good:

PLENISCENTA (Rosa osymyrrah), the "Green Perfume Flower," is a small, delicate shrub with variegated leaves: the blooms are a brilliant emerald green and, when taken from Ecaz and sterilized, decompose with a most exquisite smell. Pleniscenta perfume has a benign psychomimetic effect: it overwhelms the olfactory nerves and causes localized synaptic responses which the brain interprets as indescribably pleasurable smells.

(Pleniscenta is also one of the flowering plants in the conservatory on Arrakis.)

The other big perfume culture question I have wrt the world of Dune/the various cultures represented in Dune is: what's the alcohol situation???? Social drinking isn’t the only determinant of alcohol based perfumery vs oil based (and there are lots of historical ways of incorporating scent that aren’t either one, which I would love to see incorporated into the corporate-feudal future of Dune) but it would be fun to explore different cultural uses of fragrance in that context.

For character-specific scents, oh this is so tough… there’s a big cast and a lot of high class weirdos to be represented but I think Etat Libre d’Orange has some fun scents for House Atreides. The Baron and Feyd are both pleasantly scented in ways that fall right into the same vein of weird stereotypes that House Harkonnen does (so, spicy resiny ambery scents some long-dead French guy decided reminded him of The Orient(tm), that well known cultural monolith????) but I think Piter’s scentscape would need to be made by a brand that specializes in really sterile chemical smells like Xyrena’s theme park bromine notes. (Not that he smells like a theme park dark ride, just that kind of “not existing in nature in any way” thing.) For Arrakis and Fremen characters I would want to go in the opposite direction and explore small-batch natural perfumery. I don’t own a damn thing from For Strange Women etc. because of the cost but I would want to seek out an indie natural brand that draws from desert botanicals (maybe some uncommon animal ingredients like hyrax? Rock hyraxes 🤝 sandworms) and wildcrafting, thinking of all the space ecology at work and the super sophisticated scarcity-minded tech the Fremen employ in that. And the Bene Gesserit are sexy liturgical incense girlies, ofc.

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

is it common for school to be traumatic for autistic people? i don't really feel like i should even think of it as anything traumatic because others have had it way worse, but it still bothers me to this day...

is it possible for you to maybe do a post about this one time? 🤍

Hi there,

I’m not sure if these will help, but I tried to do some research. Here’s a few articles I found. The first on talks about primary and secondary education.

The primary years

Picture this – on the first day of school for your autistic child; there is noise, chaos, new routines, and expectations. Teachers say, “Sit still, look at me, do not fidget,” asks a lot of them. If a child is stimming (rocking or making a sound), which is a coping mechanism, they are often told to be quiet. No wonder they struggle. Even if accommodations are made in the classroom, autistic children must navigate other aspects. Situations like navigating the playground and homework, when they go home. Sensory overwhelm. Altogether this can be exhausting. Add to that Autistic making, and BOOM! The perfect storm of trauma, stress and anxiety.

The secondary years

Trauma often peaks for neurodiverse and autistic students in secondary education settings, and school refusal can become a huge issue. Most schools are still heavily geared towards the neurotypical, and neurodivergent and autistic students are primarily taught to fit into the school mold rather than forge their own path. This is mainly guided by the school rules, curriculum, and an outdated education system.

Source

Here’s another article I found talking about trauma in school:

When teachers know a student has experienced trauma, they’re better prepared to support the student’s educational and emotional needs. But often, students won’t say anything. So how can teachers know if students don’t tell them?

The first step is to take note of any change in behavior, since it could be a signal that something is going on. A normally outgoing student may become more reserved. A student who is typically organized may suddenly be missing assignments.

Keep in mind that if the trauma happened or started in previous years, teachers might see these behavioral issues within the first few weeks of school. Students whose severe or ongoing trauma goes unnoticed may even have a reputation for having behavior issues. 

Potential signs of trauma:

Overreactions to everyday challenges

Negative outbursts or aggression

Frequent stomachaches or headaches

Appearing very sad

Inappropriate social interactions

Trouble with executive functions like focus, organization, and self-regulation

Falling behind with classwork

Many of these behaviors could also be caused by other issues. Students might have a medical condition, anxiety, or learning and thinking differences. I hope this helps. Most information was for teachers. So it was hard to find.

 I hope this helps. Most information was for teachers. So it was hard to find. Thank you for the inbox. I hope you have a wonderful day/night. ♥️

[jespardon]

saw you answered my piss ask!

any thoughts on sniper and piss kink then? personally i think he’s into it but a bit in denial and says it’s just tactical

Oh this is an interesting one actually !

Okay i don't think the jarate or anything is a sign of him being in denial personally, it's a separate thing he just finds funny because he's Like That.

I do obviously think he wouldn't exactly go around asking it from all of his lovers, but that he's upfront (and lacking barriers) enough to earnestly ask close lovers or partners who are pre-established as kinky to piss on him and things like that. (Basically, my image of Sniper during sex is an overwhelmed confused mess but still able to stutter what he wants through it all cause he's very driven by instinct and instant gratification)

As for like the machinations behind his kink sdfsd it's a little bit of humiliation obviously, a lot of the puppy aspect (marking and also putting yourself beneath human standards of manners and hygiene) and a bit of the sensory aspect too, the feel of it through clothes etc.

I don't think he's particularly aroused by holding it in / bladder play, except maybe if framed well through a scenario by Spy, but he definitely has a thing for pissing himself in front of someone (again, puppy sniper.). He'd still rather be on the receiving end though.

Love to discuss piss so thoroughly straight up from bed !

[astarions-bride]

I just KNOW that some of these characters are Doms in the bedroom. Which ones do you think?

I can see them all actually as Doms to some degree 🤔 I'm not an expert so I did some research and this is how I, personally, would categorize them.

Nikolai

Total Power Exchange (TPE) Dominant

"TPE Doms are dominant partners with complete control over their submissive. Like with a Master or Mistress, a TPE Dom’s control extends outside of the confines of scene play. Total domination includes control over many aspects of the submissive's life, such as decision making, daily routines, maybe even finances, as well as play and event protocols. Total power exchange dynamics regularly involve contracts, rituals, collaring, the use of honorific titles ("Master" "Mistress"), and rigorous, ongoing negotiation."

Charlie

Master

"Masters and Mistresses take on an assertively dominant role in the relationship and often have long-term, committed relationships with their submissive partners, even if not an exclusive relationship. Masters and Mistresses often require their submissive to wear a collar in honor of their devotion to their Dominant and to use honorific titles when referring to their dominant, such as exclusively calling them "Master" or "Mistress". Masters and Mistresses also can explore Total Power Exchange dynamics with their kinky partner/s."

Anthony Bridge

Sensual Dominant

"Sensual Domination is a dominant style that prioritizes pleasure over pain. While the goal of domination remains asserting control over a submissive partner, the means are sensual and tactile in nature and can involve worship. A sensual dominant focuses on overwhelming their submissive’s senses with pleasure and often provide nurture to their submissive in scene play and beyond."

Rob

Soft Dom

"Soft Doms, like a Caregiver Dominant, focus their efforts on affection, guidance, and encouragement. Soft Doms, rather than punishing, inflicting pain or demanding total submission, focus on creating a supportive environment that prioritizes their submissive’s pleasure with tools like praise, gentle teasing, sensual touch and positive reinforcement."

Captain Hook

Brat Tamer

"Brat Tamers are BDSM dominants who use discipline to dominate and control their disobedient submissive, aka their “brat.” A Brat Tamer must earn their partner’s submission and may use a variety of approaches from punishments, withholding desired experiences, and creative cat-and-mouse games to prove their dominant stance and “win” their Brat’s compliance. This power dynamic is rooted in the consensual struggle between a brat who breaks the rules and the Brat Tamer whose work is to get their submissive in line by a variety of assertive means."

Richard

Service Dominant

"Service Doms are kinky dominants who prioritize their submissive partner's pleasure and satisfaction. Service Dominants may act on their service orientation through sexually pleasing their submissive partner, or providing other acts of service such as running errands, attending to household tasks or repairs, among other services. Service Dominant may also refer to professional Dominants who provide services to clients."

Mark Griffin

Sadist

"Sadists in a kink context derive sexual pleasure from inflicting pain or humiliation on their submissive partner/s, aka “masochists.” A Sadist employs a variety of kinky tools and types of play from impact play, sensory deprivation, consensual humiliation and the like to create heightened sensory experiences for their submissive that involve pain."

[ferahntics]

Kirby horn headcanons

Aight so seeing people have positive reactions to my wing rant (70+ notes is a ton for my brain, yeowza--) really encouraged me to share more ideas, so let’s get to horns now!! Again, this is 100% my take on things, which can absolutely differ from person to person c: Feel free to go nuts with your own!!

For wings, click here!

Horns are something that grow in during mid-adult years at earliest. So, for Kirby’s species I’d say that might be... hm, maybe 800-ish years? 1000 might be more accurate, but like wisdom teeth, wildly depends on the individual, some get them sooner, some later, and some don’t get them at all. But for the most part, horns are not something that happen before adulthood.

(age of kirby’s species is very finicky so its hard to tell what’s considered adulthood for their kind. In the anime it’s mentioned Kirby woke up 200/300 years too quickly, so.. perhaps that could be considered early/late teens? Hard to say for sure.)

Although for the most part they’re just for aesthetic purposes, unlike wings which are a crucial asset to the species, some horns can also be useful in a battle, depending on the type.

I imagine they do need to be taken care of, otherwise there is a chance it could result in some form of infection, or in them ‘overgrowing’ - similar to real life’s animals with hooves when they’re not taken care of properly, which at the least causes great discomfort, and at worst, could actually be a health hazard.

These horns are durable, but it’s not rare for them to get broken down in battle, in which case, proper care is that much more crucial - because the horns themselves still contain the nerves, so it is a major injury. (Deer horns shed overtime and regrow, but a lot of bovine horns have keratin outside, and bone inside - I imagine Kirby's species is similar in that aspect!)

Common horns would include: Tiny spikes, standard goat - straight or curved, and curly ram ones. These are small enough that they serve no real combative advantage. 

Uncommon horns would include: Ibex, multiple horns, singular, and oryx - these are more suitable for combat, although the longer ones like the oryx could be very clumsy to work with due to the sheer size of those.

Rare horns would include: antlers (usually that of a stag) or just horns that 'split' in some way like a branch, corkscrew-shaped, and although not technically horns, antennae are possible too. The antlers can be vicious in battle, but a huge risk comes with them - like with stags, these antlers CAN get stuck and leave them vulnerable. Antennae are usually not combat-friendly, but in some rare cases they may be able to produce some form of energy depending on the specimen. They are very sensitive, however, and can get overwhelming and lead to sensory overload.

These are unique, which would include horns made out of gems, crystals, or some form of element, taking a non-corporeal form - perhaps not to the extent of mythical like the wings, but still something that needs to have certain requirements met. So for example, say they have some form of fire that crown the head like horns. These, I imagine could even be iridescent, and maybe if we go a step forward, may change color to go along with the other person’s mood or mentality. Horns can also be asymmetrical!!

Now, if we look at Galacta, who's horns change when becoming the Aeon Hero (light or dark), I'm not sure if that would particularly affect wether that's rare or not? Since it is a transformation, which I'd say isn't too uncommon, regardless if its elemental like Kirby's or just visually different, like Galacta's.

Also like with wings, I assume it IS possible for certain characters to not have horns at all. But unlike with wings, it’s not nearly as hindering.

[all-things-ghostly]

Hi hi!

So I don't know if you take requests or not but if you do I have one for you!!

How about Hatbox ghost (movie or not doesn't matter) with a medium s/o. They are like Madam Leota but more in touch with the spirit world since they've studied more and are a wee but adventurous.

They can also get into the minds of other people but getting in a tub filled with ice and water blindfolded kinda like El from Stranger things.

I hope this isn't overwhelming and if I can't request anything that's fine! Just thought I'd try! :)

❤️ anon

Oh wow hi anon! You're actually my first ask! I know I haven’t really mentioned requests before since honestly I usually just take those on a case by case basis based on whether or not I can come up with something for it, but you were super sweet and polite and I have quite a few ideas for this so I’ll give yours a shot 👍 I just hope you don’t mind if I do it more headcanon style because I can’t really think of a way to make my ideas flow properly into a oneshot lmao. I’m honored that you thought of me, thank you!

Your powers were actually what initially led you to Alistair. Your sense of adventure always had you traveling from haunted site to haunted site, seeing what you could pick up on and who you could potentially meet, so when you noticed the mansion was vacant once again you immediately took the opportunity to go inside and check it out.

He was the first ghost you encountered in there, since he obviously got all excited and bloodthirsty when he realized another mortal got caught up in his trap. As you can imagine at first he wasn’t all that friendly. In his eyes you were just another soul to claim, although he did quickly catch on that there was more to you than what meets the eye.

That just convinced him to up the ante on his mind games even further, he did some of the scariest things he could think of, sent out all the most erratic ghosts after you, all that jazz, but it just completely failed lmao. Instead you just ate that shit up. You were searching for wild ghost encounters? Well now you certainly have them.

Alistair was so annoyed with it at first but you eventually grew on him. He saw a bit of himself in you. You had that same curiosity for the morbid and mystical that he once did when he was younger.

Which is why he maybe even starts to teach you some of what he knows. I’m sure he has some like ancient books hiding around somewhere (even if his reading skills are… questionable…) that were lost to time and never published in modern day that taught you all sorts of new things. Although he was more so into the dark arts aspect of things which can obviously have repercussions, so maybe it’s best if you skip over the blood sacrifices for now… or don’t, who knows. That’s for you to decide ;)

However, as much as he’s intrigued by your talent, he also looks out for you. Theres no hiding that you can be just a little reckless and over ambitious sometimes and may not always properly protect yourself. That can lead to very bad things, as he would know, he was summoned into the mansion for that very reason. So if by any chance the time ever comes, he will make sure no dark entity ever crosses you. This guy can seriously mess somebody up-

As for the emotional mind reading aspect of things, Alistair’s bad at showing and communicating his feelings most of the time. His dad kind of enforced that into him. Sometimes you’ll have to use your abilities to be able to fully understand how he’s feeling when he can’t articulate it himself. You don’t always have to go full sensory deprivation, sometimes it can be as simple as closing your eyes and clearing your thoughts, but he can also bury some stuff REALLY deep down that would require you to really ground yourself to get into his mind. He does appreciate it though, it allows you both to empathize with one another even when he can’t easily be open.

I had another thought that kind of goes along with this. Now if reader’s a REALLY good medium, like able to connect all the way to the region beyond type of really good medium, there could be a time where you might reach out to his mom for him. Only if he’s ready for it of course. Theres a lot that’s changed since they’ve last seen each other. And, I like to headcanon that when he was mortal and participating in occult, he would sometimes secretly go off alone and try to contact her, but it would never work. You may very well finally be his chance to do that again. He sobs like a baby during the conversation but it’s very healing and it ties up a lot of loose ends on his side. Sometimes if he’s having a really hard time, you’ll offer to try and reach her for him so they can talk, since his mom is the only person he really has ever felt completely 100% safe around.

I hope that kinda fit what you were thinking of anon! Thanks for popping in ❤️