#the happy stims i get from my favourite sillies

[fred-the-god]

Me before my sanders sides hypertension reawoke: I think I might have a few vocal stims, but idk, they're not that prominent I don't think

Me now, looking at the sillies: meow MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW! pspspspsppspspspspspspsps meow!

[ilovebeingaturtle]

actually i genuinely love the voice acting for '87 shredder and krang so much like james avery (rip) gives shredder so much energy and bombast just through his voice!!! and i think pat fraley absolutely nails the scheming alien mad scientist vibe from krang like YEAH of course an alien whose mother tongue isn't english would sound kinda weird!!!! and he's a weird little brain creature too!!! (i always thought his voice had a slight snakelike quality, especially when he draws out certain words?)

James Avery’s vocal performance as Shredder was fantastic, he really understood the important of giving a character range. Shredder flawlessly goes from intimating yelling to childish whining, he gets happy, angry, boastful, silly-he feels human. Shredder wouldn’t be nearly as loved of a character if it wasn’t for the talented performance, he’s a really charismatic villain

Also yea Krang’s voice is fucking-iconic, I adore it AHSJSH, any time they cut to the Technodrome and just let him making weird fucking noises before continuing the scene gets a laugh out of me. He’s vocal stimming babey!!! One of my favourite goofy voices for a fictional character it’s so fun

[pastara-cell]

DAY 13 💪💪💪

Jomies headcanons! (Maria included, 10 head canons for each of em! I’ll try not to do repeats of past head-canons I’ve shared)

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Lets start off with good ol jakey boy!

-Jake definitely has imposter syndrome, 100%

-His pink tips are natural!! Like how people’s hair colour may fade when they get older, his pink tips are actually just the last bit of pink hair thats faded out as he’s gotten older. He had a full head of pink hair in his baby photos!

-I have adhd and I’m officially diagnosing him with it, mhm, yup. Its canon now/silly

-shakes his leg under his desk to stim

-really likes mac n cheese. Like, REALLY likes mac n cheese. Would eat it every day if his mum didn’t force him to have variety in his diet

-He has Eczema, As well as being super reactive to rashes. Avoid poison oak at all costs

-Is a big dog person, but used to own two canaries when he was younger named Jimmy and Lizzie (/ref)

-His favourite colour is Yellow!!

-freezes up when overstimulated

-He does makeup occasionally, golden shimmer eyeliner i’m looking at you

Next is Liam!!!

-he’s a scene kid at heart

-Based on @lettuce-theory ‘s first theory, I’m a whole-hearted believer that Liam did NOT, amd will not forgive Jake after the drake fight.

-Liam and Stacy are great friends on Instagram (gachagram, was it?) and stacy constantly dms him to stop liking her mums pictures. He does it purely to piss her off and plays along with the bit, even with the jomies, so well that he’s convinced everyone except for stacy that he’s actually got a thing for her mum

-His yee yee haircut is quite beautiful, he just never fucking styles it so his bangs part farther apart than drew and jake after episode 10.

-guys. He doesn’t have brown hair…He’s just a really dark red head.

-The most chill guy ever, you could tell him you murdered someone and he’d just be like “…So…You need me to help you hide the body? Orr….”

-Has an older sister, Doesn’t really remember her. She ran away when Liam was 4. He doesn’t really feel anything towards her, but he looks a lot like her. He thought for a while, after he learned about it, that he was his parent’s replacement for his sister, so his parents often reassure him that they love home for being him, and that he’ll always be their liam. Unless he deadnames 👍

-As you can probably tell by the last headcanon, his parents are wonderful people trying their best to keep liam happy and stay stable. They’re middle class, both teach at the local community college, and have a small, nice house. They’re supportive of everything he likes and does. They do miss their daughter, but they’ve put it behind them and do their hardest to focus on liam

-I suppose the last two are more or so just random character story bits I made up, not headcanons, so actual headcanon: He has a calcium deficiency 100%

-he rollerdisco-skates guys you can trust me im his yee yee ass haircut

Then Drew Ofc

-He’s left handed! (pretty sure this is canon because Dosh said so and everything that dosh says is canon, but take that with a grain of salt cause I may be wrong)

-he stops henry, liam, and jake very often to fix their shirt collars or pull down their sleeves. Just a pet peeve of his

-Drew goes to country clubs, He tried bringing henry and liam, but they got kicked out for running next to the pool and knocking a lady in. Jake, on the other hand, is beloved by all the elderly women, who sit around and listen to him talk about whatever. Drew has to drag him away

-small waist, (Put this in my drafts and came back and rosypenguin’s thing came up, Good to know other people agree LOL) but is incredibly insecure about it, cause yknow, slight internalised misogyny.

-Not gonna diagnose him with anything, Especially BPF since I don’t know how to properly portray it accurately to peoples with BPD’s experiences, however, I think he shows a lot of signs of BPD from my research

-has definitely had/is having sal thoughts. In the past, they were more intrusive, but after the drakeup and with what happened with zoey, I think he’s really hanging onto Drew and Henry at the moment.

-He has indeed taken a drink or two out of his parents alcohol cabinet while henry and liam and jake were over. Drew’s clingy when he’s tipsy, but he has terrible full-body migraines during hangover, so he hasn’t done it in a while

-had a bayblade collection when he was younger. Keeps it in his closet now, but he’s super fucking proud of it

-Completely immune to poison ivy, poison oak, And poison sumac.

-Used to be apart of a boyscouts troop, left after he figured out he wasn’t allergic to poison oak by accidentally eating it

Henry my BOYYYY

-Rewatches the entire original Pokémon series atleast 3 times a month

-His teeth were so crooked as a child that he couldn’t talk. He had headgear (Braces that go all around your head) on up until 7th grade, he started in 3rd grade.

-Bruises super easily on ththe slightest taps. Has had to explain to cps multiple times that his parents are not mistreating him

-wanted to learn how to skateboard, could indeed not skateboard

-listens to the living tombstone, Ghost and pals, and Jack stauber

-Had a raging fnaf phase when he was an early teenager

-Adhd as well, Very visibly shakes and gets overwhelmed

-can quite literally read liams mind, same with liam reading his, they finish eachothers thoughts.

-His love for lettuce is genuine, because he grows his own lettuce in his backyard. Lots of lettuce.

-His eyes are actually NOT light green, they’re continuously shifting through every visible colour on the spectrum

Lia!!

-like jake, MASSIVE imposter syndrome.

-Regrets leaving hailey, too deep in to go back.

-she’s got a lovely tenor singing voice, But doesn’t sing. She’s not interested in it

-Can do card tricks

-Half of her skirts are stolen from Zoey, which zoey doesn’t mind as long as they get washed properly

-She listens to Olivia rodrigo 100%. Sour album specifically

-Her favourite colour is purple!

-Her favourite flowers are alliums and lilacs, although she hates the smell of both

-Very frequent user of bath and body works’s cherry blossom fragrance

-other than olivia rodrigo, she listens to Pink pony club and ONLY pink pony club. No other songs

Zoey >:)

-her pink tips are not natural, they’re dyed by Maria!

-Her family Is rather middle class, but they’re still not always there. She has two older sisters who give her advice on high school. She greatly misinterprets that advice

-she’s into crystal/gem collecting, mostly because they’re pretty!

-She and drew once bought a couple geodes and spent 3 hours breaking em all open as a date, she’ll never admit it, but it was her favourite one.

-Got the gold digger mindset from social media (probably TikTok and instagram), as well as misinterpreted advice from her older sisters (such as “High school is hard, you dont have to spend it in one relationship.”)

-However, despite getting the mindset from social media, she was too deep rooted in it to feel anything but sorry for herself when she was caught, not for drew. She knew it was wrong

-Does love Lia and Maria though, and very often would take them on girls days with drew’s credit card. This included spa days, and grabbing coffee, and probablya bit(LOT) of shopping

-her favourite character in mean girls is Gretchen

-Her favourite drink is Shirley temples!!

-Went through a horse phase as a child

Maria!!

-Canadian!!! 🇨🇦 🍁!! Moved to the US when she was 8.

-She used to live in Québec, so they can speak french canadian!

-Dyes zoey’s hair tips pink for her, uses the leftover pink dye on her own hair! Her hair is light enough that it tints the bottom pink ^^

-Befriended Zoey in Preschool, but they’re just friends, not best friends.

-Big believer in Rosianity

-Tomboy!

-Uses She/they pronouns

-Can skateboard, learned it just because she wanted to rub it in henry’s face (he hates it)

-Listens to Chappel Roan 🔥🔥🔥

-has drew saved as ‘My wive’s boyfriend’ in her phone. Zoey doesn’t question it

[taavisplushies]

Pt. 2 of my plushies sorry it took so long, hope they brighten your day

Small bed plushies

Zosia and Dunky

Zosia is my favourite and one of my oldest plushies, I got her 15 years ago. Her fabric is old and worn and is reminiscent of a soft towel but it used to be much smoother. Her eyes are really banged up and she has lots of stitches on her neck because of the washing machine and time. I used to sew clothing for her with my grandmother and would use any doll clothing I had for her instead, now she just has some kandi necklaces. Two for my favourite characters (Mike Chilton and Texas from motorcity) and one that I made for her. One time I lost her and was so distraught that I put up lost posters around my neighborhood and my parents secretly ordered a replacement for me online, but I found her before the other one showed up and it was given to my brother.

I got Dunky from my grandmother for Easter a few years back. Another victim of the dryer but thankfully the texture isn’t too bad because of his fabric already being short and only slightly fuzzy. Over the years his hair tuff has puffed up into a little Afro puff. I love how he is anatomically incorrect with actual legs and arms instead of claws and wings, I think it looks cute with his beady eyes.

Meowko and Pusheen

Meowko is a little plump sausage roll of a uni-cat. Their fabric is slightly longer than Dunky’s and is really fun to pet and scratch. His mane is very fun to flick back and forth. Only down side is their horn has no stuffing and gets crushed really easily.

Pusheen was gifted to me by my brother for my birthday. I used to have a Pusheen hyper fixation but I only have a little bit of merchandise left. The whiskers are frayed and her sound box that doesn’t work anymore but I love her color scheme and like squishing her.

Hamburger and Bulby

Hamburger is a Pokémon Drowzee plushie. He is the size of a hamburger and can be held like such hence the name. Similar soft towel texture to Zosia.

Bulby had the biggest burn marks from the dryer and the texture was so bad I had to sew over it But I’m really happy with how he looks now. It adds extra nice texture and makes him completely unique.

Kirby and Pompom

A little ball basically but very cute and a great traveling size, has a little loop where their tag used to be and fits perfectly on my wrist.

Pompompurin squishmallow very soft and stretchy fabric that most squishmallows have. He’s one of my favourite plushies for stiming: squishing, hitting, playing with the pin, and squeezing him. His whipped cream hat is “stiffer” being more tightly packed with stuffing.

Gizmo and Oliver

Gizmo is a bit hard as he has a vibration/heartbeat mechanism in him but it’s really nice and a good stim. As you can see he’s supper fluffy and nice to pet, and he’s got little bean in his feet :)

Oliver is a bean bag heat pack type of guy. Old and raggedy but smells like lavender and helps with pain relief. He also doubles as a weighted plushie.

zosia!!! it’s so sweet how you have had her for so long, and how much you love her!!! i love how you used to make clothing for her too omg that’s amazing!

dunky is very cute, i love his little puff of hair on his head! and i agree that the anatomically incorrect arms and legs make him cuter lol

meowko looks so cool! unicorn cat!!! it sucks that the horn isn’t very sturdy tho :(

your pusheen plush is very cute!! she looks so squishy !!!

i feel like drowzee is underrated so i’m surprised you have a plush of them!! hamburger is such a nice name too! i like how you can hold them gently

poor bulby :( i’m glad you were able to fix him up though!! he looks happy now :)

kirby is so cute! i bet he would be a perfect travel buddy, especially since he can fit on your wrist!

pompom omg! i’ve never seen a pompompurin squishmallow before, it’s very cool!! i like how he looks like a dessert! i want to give him a big ole hug!!

i love gizmo!! he looks very silly, and his name sounds nice! he seems very soft and friendly too!

oh cool, oliver is a helpful fella!! i like how he smells like lavender too, that’s one of my favorite smells 🥰

thank you for showing me more of your stuffed animals!!! i enjoyed getting to see them and hear all about them!!! :D

i appreciate your kindness and how you shared your plushies with me!!

i hope you (and your stuffed animals) have a great day!!!!!!!!

[mistydeyes]

Hello! I don't know whether matchups are open and if not you can delete this request. But...

Can you please give me a MW2 matchup? 🙂

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: straight

MBTI: ENTJ-A

Zodiac Sign: Cancer

Appearance: 5'7', Slim thick, dark brown eyes (looks black tbh), Curly black medium length hair, fair skinned, wears glasses (cuz I can't see shit without them)

About Me: I'm Indian and I come from a conservative family, and so my upbringing was a bit weird and made me into a weird mess. I would consider myself an introvert. But definitely not someone who sits in a corner of a room and stares. I do enjoy having conversations with people, but my social battery is low and so I get tired pretty quickly. But if I'm speaking to someone who I am really interested in, like my longtime best friend, I would talk for HOURS!!!. When it comes to friendships, I'm a very selective person. I'm not someone who gets close with people as it's very hard for me to open up, as I'm quite reserved. I also don't get along with a lot of people so 🤷🏻. Also, people have pointed out that I look unapproachable and Intimidating as I have a resting bitch face. I maybe having the best time of my life but my face does not show it, at all 💀. Or sometimes, I get really stoic and people can't tell whether I'm sad, happy, or angry lol.

I'm a level headed person, but sometimes people get on my nerves and I'm the type to bottle all of those emotions. Then when a minor inconvenience happens, BOOM! I will literally turn into a demon and my whole day just got ruined.

I'm someone who really cares about my loved ones. I will protect them from anything and I will help them out in any way I can. I'm a good listener and love to empathise with people who are hurt or would let people rant so they can feel better. I'm the therapist and the mom friend of my friends group so.... Yeah, I care about the ones I love wayyy too much. My love language is acts of service, words of affirmation and gift giving. Also, as much as I love giving love and care to others, I hate receiving it as I have mentioned before, have a hard time opening up. It takes a lot of trust and a lot of time for me to do so. So basically I give therapy to others meanwhile my mental health is blown to shit.

When it comes to work, I'm very organised and hard working. I don't like procrastination as it drives me nuts (Even though I still do it sometimes, idk why). I'm logical, focused and very passionate on the things I love. My favourite subjects are Math and Physics as I do fairly well in them. I'm not the best but I work hard and it pays off. That's why I'm opting for Aerospace Engineering in college. I take my work very seriously and definately not the type to fuck around.

Outdoors, I come off very cold and serious, but indoors I am very goofy, silly, pretty stubborn and bossy (sometimes stupid). I love doing small pranks and doing weird things that crosses my mind. I'm very loud and laugh at the stupidest things that I see or hear. Also love to play around with my pet cats. I'm a huge geek/nerd and love to talk about my hyper-fixations. Also, I'm a huge animal person and I love to feed strays and sometimes, I take them home with me. 😄

I'm very loyal but I can cut ties with people who have done me wrong. 100% has no problem in confronting people. I also suffer from ADHD, PTSD and mild depression. I also have stims where I bite the inside of my cheek or fidget my fingers or shake my legs.

Likes/Interests/hobbies: video games, reading books, writing, drawing, cooking, baking, watching murder documentaries, taking care of animals, horror, sci fi and action movies, tea, spicy food, rain, gardening, math, science, literature, history, travelling, listening to music.

My type in a partner:

Should be very passionate

Hard working, wise, mature and adventurous

Someone whom I can banter with and make me feel secure

Can be extroverted, introverted or ambiverted.

Can be on the playful side.

Alejandro Vargas (a/n @queenof-spades WE LOVE WOMEN IN STEM!! also girl I relate so hard to the conservative parents who push you to be the best :') good luck with all your studies!)

How you met: A trip to an aerospace engineering company was not on Alejandro's bucket list for the year. Especially after the last contracted company they dealt with (he's still getting his base in order after the fiasco of Graves and the Shadows). However, another joint mission with the 141 required a preview of some new satellites and other multimillion dollar technologies. After going through rigorous amounts of security, him and Rudy finally met up with the 141. "Nice to see you again, hermanos," he said as he shook hands with his British counterparts. They were making small conversation when you walked in. Your shoes echoed in the facility and a long lab coat hung around your shoulders. "Gentleman, welcome to Boeing. I'm the lead scientist here and you can follow me on a tour of the facilities," you said confidently and quickly turned to lead them through the expansive company. As you introduced them to the team of engineers and showed them the technologies of your newest satellites, they stood in awe. "This satellite is equipped with the best monitoring technologies and can withstand the temperatures of exiting and entering the atmosphere," you described as you jokingly pounded on the hard metal shell of the satellite. "She does not fuck around," you heard Alejandro whisper and the group laughed in response. "That's right Colonel Vargas, there's a reason I'm working here at Boeing and worked my ass off for a doctorate," you smirked at him. As you continued on, the blush was evident on his face as he felt like he was struck by cupid's arrow.

A peek into your relationship: It was no denying your relationship with Alejandro was difficult. Between his position as Colonel and yours as the head scientist at Boeing, you both wracked up thousands of miles on business flights. However you made it work and were now comfortably settled in a comfortable south western mansion that offered you excellent wifi for meetings. You signed off from a consulting meeting with a new company that wanted to contract your planes and sighed as you shut your laptop. The last few days you were on edge and your husband took notice as you declined his offer for wine and gently pushed your food around. "Mi corazon, what's going on?" he asked as he got up from the table and kissed your head gently. "Just work things," you sighed as you melted into his touch. "You love work through, there's something else going on," he said and carried you to the couch, "you even turned down a glass of our favorite wine." As he studied your face intently, you asked him a surprising question. "Ale, do you love me?" you asked. It took him 0.2 seconds to respond. "Are you joking? Of course I love you, you are my moon and stars. You are like if the heavens sent me a goddess to walk on earth. You are Persephone, Aphrodite, and Athena all rolled into one," he exclaimed as he peppered you with kisses. You smiled slightly and nervously held his hands. "I, um didn't know how to say this but I'm pregnant," you said quickly and looked at his face for any sign of anger or disappointment. You had kept this from him so long as you didn't want it to affect his opinion on your work and traveling so often. You weren't about to be confined to a house wife position after all this time. Instead of a negative reaction, he scooped you up in his arms and spun you around. He held you stomach as he kissed it gently and whispered, "my own child, you're going to have the best parents." As he pulled you in a tight hug and kissed you softly, he was already designing plans for their nursery and how to encompass everything you both loved into it. (Just know that this child will be absolutely spoiled by you too, especially if Ale became a girl dad HAHA)

[periwinklemoonlight]

hi i saw ur tags on the chunk of change autism screenshot post and ghjfdksl this is special to me cos I'm autistic and do that - its a phenomenon called echolalia! it's where we hear a phrase/word/sound that feels good to hear and say and saying it feels good so we repeat it a lot! or sometimes its less about it feeling good and it just spins in our head like a record player on loop for an indefinite amount of time, but its not annoying the way a jingle that gets stuck in your head does, its just There and we often say it as a vocal stim for fun!

some of my favourites are limericks, or song lyrics that include a lot of fast-said words on the beat, like 'did i finally find me a river that can lead me back to the ocean' (backstreet boys, don't go breaking my heart), 'we are the hammer to the statue of David, we were a painting you could never frame and-, ' (fallout boy, love from the other side), 'and what we see is everybody's on the floor getting crazy, acting loco till the light's out' (ellie goulding, burn) as some examples, i just really like the fast beats they have, they make my brain buzz happily to say/sing to myself. this is just an example from me tho, I've known people who sing hymns, mcdonald's rhymes, words from lectures, repeat sounds they hear from animals, it's all kinds of things!

there's no real rhyme or reason to What specifically gets stuck in our head (to my knowledge), it's just a thing we do ^^

idk if you already know about this/are autistic so sorry if this sounds condescending, i just really like talking about autistic traits, they make me happy (local autistic has Autism Traits as a special interest lmao)

HI HI NO WORRIES!! I've heard of the term before but only in the context of like repeating the words that someone has said while in conversation so I didn't realize that it extended to things like songs or animal sounds too lol

but yes I do this a lot!! it's fun :] silly noises

[puppetshowdown]

Any favourite info-dumps? <:O/genq

I love all of them! But here I'll share a few that really stood out to me! -The Julia one I mentioned before!: "I just….. I am love her. I was SO happy when she was introduced. Her first episode is my comfort media. Autistic representation where it isn’t framed as a bad thing is SO rare in children’s media, and “she does things a little bit differently, in a Julia sort of way” made me CRY. She is so much like me and she makes me so happy. The happy flaps when I saw her on the Sesame Street float at the Macy’s parade nearly hurt my wrist I was so happy. She is the best girl and deserves the best. Her puppet was designed to have a set of arms specifically so that she can stim, and she has a comfort toy like I do and doesn’t like the way paint feels like I don’t and loves to sing like I do and gets overwhelmed by sirens like I do and I just love her SO MUCH. (I didn’t link a picture because there are so many good ones! I like the one where she is looking at a feather, and also the one from the cover of the picture book she initially appeared in <3)" -Audrey II: "want to preface: either the stage version or the '86 movie version works, as both are portrayed by puppets! although neither is canonically a puppet in the story. i couldn't tell from the rules if this was disqualifying or not. BUT if i could get a word in for the movie Audrey II: WHAT A GORGEOUS PUPPET… or should i say SERIES of PUPPET/ANIMATRONIC HYBRIDS! there's somewhere in the ballpark of a dozen Twoies in the film to represent the different growth stages of the plant. they're all beautifully painted with vibrant detail, perfectly matching the high camp tone & setting! the mechanics of the puppet are also intricate and innovative; especially the MOUTH those lip syncs are so accurate and expressive! the largest puppets were actually so heavy that in order to remain accurate to the audio, they had to be operated along to the tracks and filmed at half speed, then sped up in editing… which means that when the actors appear with the plant in those scenes, they're ALSO performing at half speed! the stage play versions are (by necessity) less technical than these puppets, which were fabricated by the Jim Henson company btw, but lots are still really cool; a unique standout is the one from the Pasadena Playhouse production! whew. all this and i didnt even talk about the character… Audrey II is an alien plant that was beamed down to Earth and wants to take over the world. it sings some catchy songs about that. they can fit so much queercoding and slay into this plant. it's a girlboss it's a drag queen it manipulated a young man into committing several murders. we stan." -Spamton: "Hee heehee I am so obsessed with this silly puppet guy. I love how he went from an absolute snazzy lil salesman dude with his red tux, and just gradually turned into a complete disaster of himself. I like how little detail is actually shared about his past, so you're left to wonder if he was actually brought down by circumstances out of his control, or if he brought his failures upon himself and just doesn't want to accept that. I want to give him a hug and he would no doubt try to bargain for my soul in the process"

-Riley Ruckus: "SHES SO GENDER OH MY GOD SHES THIS COOL EVIL SCIENTIST WHO WAS MADE TO BE LIKE. A KIND BUT SLIGHTLY AGGRESSIVE SCIENCE TEACHER FOR A KIDS SHOW, BUT AFTER COMING TO LIFE HAD THAT TWISTED INTO MAD SCIENCE, AND SHE CARES SO MUCH ABOUT HER DOGGO AND SHES SO PRECIOUS AND WOULD ALSO RIP U APART AND IS SO VERY GENDER"

And honestly so many others! I love all the infodumps! From the long passionate paragraphs to the more silly jokey ones They're all so much fun to read!

[vampirebutterflies]

15 Questions!

tagged by the shrimply fantastic @not-nervous-jester (ꈍᴗꈍ)ε｀*)

1. Were you named after anyone?

…my first name is partially after a dog. yeah.

A show dog that my paternal grandparents bred and showed, so not just some random pet, but still. A dog. At least my full first name slaps so it’s not that bad.

I share a middle name with my paternal grandma not the biggest fan but I digress and I’ll be changing that to one of my chosen names (Asteroid) to keep the initial but also make it Mine yk? Orig just is Not the vibe for me. And also I keep forgetting if it’s spelled with or without an e (it’s without lmao)

2. When was the last time you cried?

Two days ago! I absolutely fucking hate crying and it’s taken me until the last few months to really. Be able to more freely. ‘Cause I’d repressed it all so heavily that I just straight up couldn’t 😌 My beloved beef is very patient and very kind in helping me though

3. Do you have kids?

Nope and absolutely never thanku very much

4. Do you use sarcasm?

Me? Sarcastic? Never! Can’t believe you’d ever think that

(……/s)

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Honestly? Visual appearance, I’m very quick to pick up on anything interesting like tattoos or piercings or what they’re wearing or their hair or eyes / mouth / makeup or jewellery etc etc. Not in a judgemental way at all, I just really like looking at people ??? that sounds weird. it is a lil weird. that’s fine it’s not mean or gross weird. I’m very much a complimenter too so if there’s something I like about you or what you’re wearing or if you’re just. really really pretty etc I’ll just. Say it

Online is probably things like your own lil spelling and grammar things (like u or you or if you capitalise stuff) and if you come across as kind / kinda dickish. Also your ✨aesthetic✨ if there’s one available to be perceived

6. What’s your eye colour?

Dark green?? Green-hazel?? Not to be that annoying person but truly struggled answering this for my photo ID card— asking four people got four different responses from dark blue to brown and they’re absolutely Neither of those so like. Shrug. Whatever you wanna call this one

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

I’m an absolute lily livered pussy assed lil baby WIMP so scary things can be very very good and very fun HOWEVER I’ll be making distressed noises and hiding behind a pillow and jumping and flap stimming when it gets even a lil too much

8. Any special talents?

god I wish uhhhhh floristry maybe? Not to toot my own doot but some of the pieces I turned out were fucking BANGERS

9. Where were you born?

I fell to this planet during a meteor shower, I was barely formed with no one but the worms and beetles for company until my parents unearthed me from the dirt after the fae requested their assistance in finding me

jk I was evicted in a hospital about half an hour away from here

10. What are your hobbies?

uhhhhhh running my damn mouth, thrifting and upcycling, amateur photography, silly lil outfits and makeup looks(? Does that count?) I’m trying to get back into art as well??

11. Do you have any pets?

Yes!! Technically Diva’s the only one who’s Mine tm everyone else is family owned but two cats (Brave— 3yo rescue fluff, and Diva— 11yo Burmese), two dogs (Tripp and Chia) and a yellow budgerigar called Chicken or Special Budgie

12. What sports do you play / have you played?

*horrified noises*

I played volleyball and netball in school though that wasn’t the worst

13. How tall are you?

5’2. on a good day. 🥺

14. Favourite subject in school?

English, science and art (specifically visual art and wearable art in highschool)

15. Dream job?

Is “pretty twunky femboy faggot living the dream with lots of people adoring me and giving me lots and lots of money just for looking pretty and being fun” an option? If so how do I get there and where do I sign up

That aside. I’d absolutely fucking love to work at the museum doing science communication and conservation work!!!! Particularly I’d love to specialise in the space / minerals / animals / plants / natural sciences sections. Absolute dream absolute goal

also because I’m not necessarily like smart enough to actually Work In Those Research Fields and that’s fine!! I’m glad about that because it means far less Huge Gigantic Super Smart Studying but there’ll always be a need for conserving and protecting materials and communicating all the super smart shit into Normal People Understanding yk??

Tagging: @chupacactus @nofeelingisfinall @turtles-on-turts @eye-scream-girls @blackbeardskneebrace @cononeills @ipomoea-batatas @enbiosaur no obligation as always 💕💕

[chosenlcvers]

i want to take care of you with my own two hands more than i know how to express from so far away

I want to hold your face and your hands and touch you so gently with reverence and show you how much i adore such little things about you. like the hair on your chin and the marks on your hands and the dip of your waist and the length of your arms and the peaks of your lips. and i will kiss you gently over all these things as i tell you how handsome and beautiful you are to me

i want to make you sweet things from my favourite recipes and feed you samples with my fingers and you‘ll kiss them just cause you can every time. i want to share a kitchen and make good food and clean up together after. i want to keep you full and content and dance with you in the empty spaces when we have the time and energy. maybe just hold your hands and wiggle and happy stim together. comfortable to be silly and expressive and have needs.

i want to be able to respond with tender care when things are hard and start to fall apart. i will help you clean up and put things farther away. i will respect your hesitance for affection but be sure you know i happily give it every time. i want to brush your tears and give you space to cry into me and cling as tight as you need. I want to curl up with you on the floor when you can’t move and just be close and get you anything you need. i want to know where you hide and how to best respect the need for shelter from whatever distance you allow me. i want to offer you safety and patience and reassurance. i want to tuck you soft into bed when all that’s left is sleep and watch over you for when things get mean in the night.

i want to care for your aches and remind you not to push yourself, that you never have to pretend with me. i’ll cary you if you let me so you can be with me with as little effort as possible. i want to learn you so well a lack of words is hardly a blip in communication. i want to massage your aches and prepare you a warm bath. i want to help you wash your hair

i want to know the patterns of your brain enough to catch you when you fall i want be a soft space to land. i want to reassure and redirect the mislead and crossed thoughts and to fight with whatever necessary to protect you. i want to watch over you without restricting you because you will be safe when you’re with me. i want to find better ways to spend the restless energy.

i want to teach you trust and true collaboration because we are only as good as we know how to listen to each other. i want to be forgiven when i mess up and forgive when you do too. i want to know how to disagree without shutting down and how to find compromise that protects everyone. i want you to feel listened to and respected and wanted and valued and worthy and equal and happy to be mine. i want you to be mine in every word in every sense to everyone that matters i want to be yours fully and completely every second of every day

[evilxrises]

Friends?

"I.." Evil X backed up, clearing xer throat. "I don't want to be friends with you."

Wormman's smile stays put, painted in a pain. He looked so hurtfully happy. Mask hiding his tears. "I can respect your decision, my dear sidekick! I can!" His heroic tone faltered in and out, an ugly choked squeak escaping him.

Evil X froze. Xey did not want to be friends since all xey did was hurt friends. Xey were made to hurt those around them. Evil X cared too much for wormman to hurt him. Yet here wormman was, not a friend, hurt. "Wait don't do that."

"Do what?" Wormman paused his walking away with his head held down. Looking back at Evil X like a kicked puppy.

Evil X sighed. "That. That ugly face. The sadness." EX cringed. What xey were trying to say wasn't coming out the way xey wanted it to. Xer helmet hid xer expressions.

Wormman put his cape over his head. Hiccuping. "There you go, now you can't see my face! Sad? Hero's don't get sad,silly! I'm..happy for you..for making your..hard choice!"

"Now you look stupid, you didn't have to do that." Xey took the cape off of Wormman's face, fixing it. "Everyone gets sad. Even hero's. Even villains." EX was rubbing xer thumb on wormman's cape end. Fidgeting. Stimming. "It wasn't a hard choice-"

Choked sobbing escaped wormman. It wasn't a hard choice to get rid of him for xem. His sidekick no longer wanted to be by his side. He was not a good hero. He was not a good friend.

"It wasn't a hard choice to not want to hurt you, I'm sorry I take it back. I take it back. I didn't know you cared this much about such a mean sidekick like me. I thought you'd feel better. I didn't mean to- please don't cry.." EX's tough guy charade broke as soon as xey saw and heard him crying. "I'm sorry."

Wormman shook his head. "You've never hurt me. Until now, but I mean you were always there by my side. Hyping me up, buying my merch, and helping me with my adventures! You didn't have to try to leave just because of something you thought you were doing.. you can ask..you can communicate..please communicate with me. Please. If you take it back are we still friends? If you take it back can we talk?"

Ex kept fidgeting with the cape before it got pulled away.

"Will you join my side?"

"I'm not even a mean sidekick..I'm a villain.."

There was a gasp from wormman. Wormman lightly hit Ex's shoulder covered in netherite armor. "You do not get to hurt my feelings AND hurt your own feelings! You are not a villain. You are not a mean sidekick. You are a great sidekick. One of the best. My favourite sidekick. Or.. were..."

"Am."

Wormman's saddened expression lit up. Dramatically his mood increased. He always had such a quick reaction, like some cartoon. Taking EX's claws into his white gloved hands. Beaming as if he were a beacon. "You are my favourite sidekick."

"...You're my favourite hero." It wasn't manipulation xey used on the hermits. It wasn't a lie either. EX was genuine. "I really am sorry. I assumed..I assumed wrong and took the wrong action instead of..talking to you about it..I hurt you. That was the clear opposite of my intentions..I'm a derp."

"A very silly derp at that!" Wormman was still hurt but happy to have xem back so quickly. "So silly to not have a team meeting over something so important. Team meetings aren't just for bad guys and plans you know. It's for us to come together and collect our thoughts. As a team. We are a team. So we need to think like one. Right?"

"Right..Right! We are a team!"

"We are a team!"

Ex held Wormman's gloved hands tighter and pulled him in for a hug. Apologizing more. Comforting him. "I'll make it up to you. From here on I'll talk to you. No assumptions without questions."

Wormman needed that hug. Melting into it. "Sweets swear it?" A sweets swear was their way of promising. They make sweets for the other or make them with each other so the promise felt more physical. Proving the promise wasn't just some words.

"Sweets swear it." Ex sighed with a chuckle. "Cookies again?"

"Cookies in the shape of horses and chickens please!"

"You mean like animal crackers?"

"Yes but better! Animal cookies!"

"Team meeting for animal cookies all aboard!" Ex lifted wormman up. "Friends?"

"Friends!"

[ask-runaan-anything]

Runaan@NYCC 2021 AU headcanons

If Runaan actually attended in person with the characters voiced by the VA's who will attend: gosh the muns got self-indulgent, this is long

Runaan leaves home for NYCC 2021 and sends Ethari a single Pleading Face emoji every time he thinks of him

Ethari gets 2472496 Pleading Face emojis while Runaan is away

Runaan brings his favourite book(s) with him to keep him company and also for Serotonin

Rayla mentions this to Callum

Runaan is all WHy did you Tell the HUMAN

but Callum did the exact same thing

Runaan is unexpectedly supported and he's not sure he likes it

they also make a plan for what he (and Rayla) can do if he ever gets very overwhelmed

Ethari@Rayla: Rule #1 is, do not let him shoot anyone

Rayla; *very serious nod*

he rehearses what he'll say at the panel beforehand, using flash cards

and some of the cards say things like "Thank you" bc Ethari worries he'll forget

Ethari color coding the flash cards for "Social" and "Informational" so Runaan can flip through them if he's put on the spot

he also asks Ethari what he can mention about him+what's off limits bc he doesn’t want to make Ethari feel exposed or anything

Runaan: please don't have a Q&A section please don't have a Q&A section please don't have a

host: so let's open it up for a little Q&A now-

Runaan, internally: *bleep*

Under the table he starts flicking through his flash cards

he doesn't realize there's no tablecloth and everyone can see him do it

he watches the recording of it later to find all his faults but Rayla sits right next to him and she's all, "Yes yes they saw you and guess what, no one assassinated you over it, it's okay!"

Runaan goes Soft™

it's like he can feel Ethari there with him through Rayla's words

he has to thank her but words aren't his style so he offers to let her drag him out of the hotel for the first time that trip

ten steps outside and he has regretti

but he promised and his honor is at stake now so he keeps going

Rayla takes him to a bookstore

its slightly outside his comfort zone but it's quiet, and the city streets are so noisy

Ethari texted her a list of recharge spots, and one was a bookstore, with a reading nook, so she takes him there and they curl up on pillows and hammocks for a while

Another time they go out to a coffee shop at 3am

Runaan sends Ethari a Pleading Face emoji

Ethari replies with “!!” and “IT’S 3AM GO TO SLEEP YOU HAVE A PANEL IN THE MORNING”

Runaan just sends him another Pleading Face

Runaan has noise cancelling earshrooms if he needs them

Ethari wears them while he hammers

Ethari sends Runaan jokes to distract him just before his panels start

And Runaan lies down at night to talk to Ethari with his phone near his ear so it feels like back home when Ethari cuddles him

Ethari sending his own homemade "good luck" memes just before Runaan’s panel, so Runaan can fall back on showing them to the audience if he gets nervous, which he does, and they LOVE it, and Runaan is like, “I can see my husband has some support in the human lands, I'll be sure to tell him,” and the room cheers and Runaan is like "Aaaaa this is making me feel so seen but also yes, my husband deserves all the support"

Runaan sleeps surrounded by like 8 extra pillows in the bed so he can feel as snuggled as when Ethari's actually there

and one is Ethari's

Ethari lending Runaan his scarf bc it smells like him

and Runaan not only sleeps with it right near his nose but he wears it during the panel

Runaan wearing his serious face at the panel and answering hard or angsty questions, and the whole time he has earshrooms in and their lil stems are pokin out of his ears

If Runaan is here then all the other characters with VAs at NYCC are also here, so it’s a panel of actual characters

Viren using chopsticks to try and steal one of Runaan's earshrooms out of unbridled curiosity, and Runaan just. takes them away from him. without looking over. and slaps them on the table like. no, bad human, do not steal my earshrooms while I'm talking.

Claudia's flipping through a book but it's a recipe book and she's looking up mushroom soup

Ethari made Runaan an anti-dark magic charm so he's safe and no one can use it on him, so he feels safe attending the panel at all

someone asking about Lachir and Runaan just brightening

also pspsps that person is @hoothalcyon

Runaan goes off for ten minutes unprompted and uninterrupted about his moonstrider, it's about as animated and excited as anyone has ever seen him

Clauds over on the side making big heart eyes

she asks if he has a picture and he says yes and she bounces over to him and squeals loudly

Rayla texts Ethari just then and Ethari gets a FaceTime call going so everyone can see Lachir in person back home, because ofc she is fine and alive

and Lachir looks derpily at the camera like "wat dis"

She do the blep, sniffs camera, makes it smudgy

Ethari laughing and protesting off screen

the entire panel and audience is all "awwwwww"

Viren loudly demanding a cute pet so people will like him too

Runaan does a discreet lil happy stim and it's so discreet that barely anyone catches it except one or two ND's who are like aaaaa

Rayla slipping behind Viren and putting an adoraburr on his ear tho

"One cute pet, courtesy of Xadia! You've had your Adorapox vaccinations, right?" she chirps sassily

yes the pox look like adoraburrs

you are very contagious and very adorable

Janai, someone asks her about Amaya and she gets flustered and Runaan feels seen

audience question during the Q&A: Runaan, who would win in a fight between you and Janai?

Janai, immediately: Me.

Runaan: Her.

Janai flexes, literally

Runaan is happy to give her the spotlight, which is why he lied, bc ofc he thinks he could take her, he'd do it at night and he'd steal her sword first, obviously

nowhere in the question did it say "fair" fight

Amaya is in the audience and she keeps signing flirty things at Janai no matter how loud the room gets or who's asking who what, and Janai keeps getting more and more flustered and distracted

Runaan has one (1) moment where he's actually relieved his husband isn't there

Ethari would want to tease him so badly

Q: Runaan, are you a good dancer?

Runaan: I'm passable, with the right partner.

Q: So can you show us some moves?

Runaan, blushing: Distinctly not.

whistling and clapping ensue

Rayla jumps up and grabs Callum's hand and says, "I can show you some moves!"

and they dance very sweetly and cutely with some basic Moonshadow moves

and Runaan is like "I can't tell if this is worse"

Q: Runaan, how did your marriage proposal go?

Runaan, after a long flustered moment: ...Successfully. *taps his horn cuffs*

Q from someone wanting to know how to follow Runaan on social media: Runaan, you're amazing, where can we find you?

Runaan: The Silvergrove, but you can't actually-

Q: No I mean, what if we want to follow you?

Runaan: You'd need to know the key dance, and that's protected information. Also, stalking isn't nice.

Q: But you stalk people.

Runaan: *dramatic eyebrows* And it isn't nice.

Next Q: Has Ethari ever gotten hurt, and what did you do?

Runaan: *crushes water bottle*

Host: Okay another question then!

his answers would be really short if he did not feel comfy interacting, which is probably most of the time

Rayla took away Runaan's bowblade before the panel started

Runaan: but that's my emotional comfort trick weapon

Rayla: No. Ethari's Panel Rule #1. No stabbing or shooting people.

they pass a weapons display in the artist alley and someone made a replica of the Bloodborne bowblade and Runaan’s like, hm that looks familiar

Runaan wandering the con and talking to all the cosplayers with cool looking weaponry tho

he takes pics for Ethari

Runaan wandering the con and asking Runaan cosplayers, "So who are you supposed to be?" bc he genuinely doesn't know

he doesn't think he should be in the pictures for security reasons but he takes pix of Rayla posing with everyone dressed as Runaan

social media gets flooded with pix of his hair from the back though

#itssosoft trends on Twitter

Rayla sets up a pic where half a dozen happy fans get to brush Runaan's hair at the same time, and he's stuffing his face with moonberry surprise so he doesn't get nervous

it actually makes him look happy and social and Ethari is like HOW, HOW DID YOU MANAGE THIS, MAGIC

people shyly approach him and ask if he and Ethari can adopt them and he says yes

he ends up in a coffee shop zone with a couple dozen people gathered around and tells them the importance of found family in Moonshadow culture and he doesn't understand why they're all crying

Rayla teasing Runaan and telling him to tell a pirate story

Runaan is like, "Spoilers for Season 5"

some superfan nerd like mun tries to get him to admit how much he knows about Xadia and history and the show's plot, and he does that one line that all stabby people say. "I could tell you. But then I'd have to kill you."

he gets half a dozen volunteers and he is so concerned

Runaan, Protector of Secrets

Soren starts to spill about 14% of a secret and from across the entire con hall a green fletched arrow just zips by

Soren is like "You know what, never mind"

Cracky: Viren runs through the room looking for protection, and Runaan is like ugh fine who's after you this time, and Viren's all, "No one, my children are just being so silly and I just need a break for five minutes, can we please have a grownup conversation about something serious and angsty, please I’m actually begging you"

Runaan spots the adoraburr on Viren's ear and he's like, "Adoraburrs get lonely if they're alone," and he puts another one on Viren's other ear

and then a bunch more so they stack like a hairband and they're happier

Runaan just smirks and walks away

the adoraburrs start squeaking to each other and Viren is like, "Ugh, I preferred my children's terrible puns" and the adoraburrs get huffy and all hop down and abandon him

he does not in fact get adorapox because Viren believes in inoculation

some attendees would try to convince Runaan to "seek asylum" in NY and not return to Xadia or something, and he'd be like "But. Ethari."

they remind him that if he goes back he has to wait in a coin, and he doesn't get it

"Wdym. Ethari is there. Not here. I have to be there."

"BUT. COIN."

"BUT. ETHARI."

Rayla's like, I ain't Naruto running all the way back

She clicks a car fob and there's a *boop boop* noise

and this hovering coin like Tenser's Floating Disk shows up and they hop onto it and surf into the distance

Rayla shouts "SPOILERS FOR SEASON FOUR I KNOW WHO DIES AND IT’S-"

and Runaan is like "RAYLA DON'T MAKE ME HAVE TO SHOOT YOU, I COULDN'T DO IT LAST TIME AND I CAN'T DO IT NOW, DON'T GET ME IN TROUBLE I SWEAR TO THE M-"

talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, everyone hopes they come back next year too

[my-brothers-corrupted]

Hi there! So now that the story's over I'm so curious about our Rojo and his experience with autism, so I hope you don't mind a few questions from a fellow autistic person.

Would Jackie like noise cancelling headphones, or would he find having things near his ears annoying? Does he ever have meltdowns over losing comfort objects or his gloves or is he more composed? Is his aversion to skin touching specific to his hands/face or does he dislike any part of him being touched? Does he have specific people he can handle touching? (Like how he used to cuddle with Blue while sleeping in Peru.) What's his favourite stim tool? Would he be a "loves popits" autistic or a "hates popits due to their popularity" autistic? Did Anti ever use under or over stimulation against him, or was he not educated enough to even know about it? Does he have issues regulating emotions besides anger as well?

Also a silly one: Did Anti make him forget Autism Sp**ks and how horrified was he to learn about that again?

Thank you for taking the time to answer asks on this blog for the remaining fans, it's so great of you to do! Also take your time with this, I know it's a lot haha. - 🎒

Hi there! Thanks for the questions!! Just to be clear, I'm allistic, but I am always very happy to talk about Jackie THE KING THE LEGEND

As always, some of these details are up for you to imagine as you want, but if you want to know what my take on them would be, I'm happy to comply :)

I think Ro would like headphones. I don't think it ever made it to a fic, but I remember a specific scene I wrote for a draft of My Brother's Keeper where Chase would always go with Jackie when they had to ride public transportation and Jackie would just listen to his headphones and let Chase handle it because it really kept his stress down - both having the routine of Chase going with him and having the headphones make really loud and busy spaces more enjoyable and easier for him. Did he use headphones in that scene where Blue brought him out of a meltdown by setting up Spider-Man for him? I don't remember lol but he likes both the way they block out other noises and the way he gets to listen to his favorite music and movies and stuff.

Jackie's comfort object is really his hoodie, especially the one from Max. he hates not having it on. stims with the ends of the sleeves and the strings of the hood and likes to keep the hood up when it feels like things are too bright. it also just helps him feel more anonymous and less like people might be staring at him (especially important because Anti gave him paranoia about being arrested). I think he can probably cope fine without the hoodie at home if he's not under any major stress and he has to, but going out in public just makes him anxious without it. They buy him a couple different hoodies in the last chapter mostly to help make laundry day easier.

as for the touching, he really does not want to touch anybody's skin much of anywhere, or to have anybody touching his. touching hair and clothes is no problem, but not skin. even when he cuddles with the others, he generally hugs them through their clothes or keeps blankets between them. Blue and Red are never quite as touchy-cuddly as Trick and Dok in part because Red is just not as interested. squeezing helps though, as we mentioned a couple times. his gloves are also just something that makes everything easier and are just kind of part of the way he likes to dress himself. he doesn't want to wear things other than his hoodie and gloves. that's his outfit, every day.

Jackie's room from before the events of MBC kind of gives us an idea into how he had learned to accommodate himself in his own space (and to be a contrast to how poorly Anti accommodates him), and that room has a lot of Jackie's favorite stims. he has things like heavy blankets, lava lamps, lots of action figures and toys, all sorts of colorful things that he likes. he also just loves to run to stim, like when he finally gets free of Anti and is allowed to go running every day as long as he wants. he also stims with Noodle! soft kitty warm kitty little ball of fur. long pets for cats. his favorite stim, though, might just be his hoodie. he's trying to break his habit of chewing on the strings, but it's better than chewing on his nails.

I think Jackie is cautious of anything that's actually widely acknowledged to be a stim tool at first. Anti made him feel so ashamed of his "kid's stuff" and "fidgeting" and a lot of aspects of him being different for so long that it's sometimes still hard for him to let himself indulge in things that are clearly catered for him. but if he has some time to explore something fun and nobody makes fun of him for it, he will probably enjoy it! i think as the years go on he will learn to keep accepting himself better and better and then he will be able to embrace little things like pop-its that are just a little bit more fun and distracting and harmless and not mind one bit that they are popular. I think he'd like to have one on his phone eventually, yeah! especially if some of his brothers or Max had them too. and it's really good for him to be learning to personalize his things again!

Jackie definitely experiences under and over-stimulation frequently as Red. whether or not Anti intentionally does these things with the thought of poking at Jackie's autism I will leave up to the reader. there are moments where Jackie is chained in one room for days on end and, at the beginning of the series, part of the reason he's so waspish and miserable is because he mostly just sat on his side of the cabin all day, alone with nothing worthwhile or engaging to do. Anti does intentionally make fun of some of Jackie's interests and needs, further alienating him from special interests and entertainment that might have cheered him up.

one thing I did try to do was to mention regularly that there are aspects of Anti himself that over-stimulate Jackie or give him a really unpleasant sensory response. Anti smells like oil, glitches frequently, and makes a high-pitched noise when glitching or screams a lot at times. Jackie loves his brother at the beginning, but even then he hates the way Anti makes him feel. I see the two of them in many ways as nemeses, so I wanted Jackie's repulsion from Anti to be a signifier of just how inherently incompatible they really are - and how Jackie's brain continues to try and protect him from Anti even after he's forgotten why he should. Anti could get rid of Jackie's memories, but not his sensory responses to Anti's presence, which are programmed into Jackie's brain, like he was created to be opposed to him. (not that having a sensory issue with something means it's your nemesis now or that Anti and Jackie couldn't have worked through their issues in a redemption arc world lol. just on a literary level)

the thing with emotions for Jackie is that oftentimes, no matter what he's feeling, if he doesn't know how to handle it it becomes anger. in part this is because Anti either mocked or made him forget a lot of his coping mechanisms, and he doesn't validate Jackie's high emotions, teasing him for crying or losing his temper or "being a baby," so Jackie really had no idea how to deal with it when he was just feeling bad. sometimes he can't even tell what he's feeling, except that it's Bad, and anger is his response.

that being said, I think Jackie can shut down when he's too sad - if one of his brothers died I think he'd just be caught between screaming fits and lying in bed, numb, all day long - and sometimes his fear can be really paralyzing, like near the end of chapter four when he's cooped up at Dark's house, just stuck in bed with his overwhelming anxiety while Blue tries to pull him out. but for Jackie, most of his emotional regulation issues lead to anger eventually. he really has to work to talk things through, and sometimes when his brothers do things he doesn't like, he can't really see their point of view, and just ends up feeling hurt and like they don't need or want him anymore. he gets stuck in a loop of "how could they do this to me?" and just gets so overwhelmed and frustrated he often ends up yelling or lashing out. emotional struggles are definitely a big one for Jackie, but he's working hard to practice new coping skills and to communicate with his brothers.

with programs like autism speaks, it's of course tempting to say that Jackie would immediately be incensed and determined to make change about it. but really I think Jackie's initial reaction would just be fear and memories of how ashamed and freakish Anti made him feel. messages from groups like these that autistic people are burdensome and need to be corrected or "cured" would parallel the way that Anti made him feel like he was a fuck-up and a freak whenever he exhibited many of the characteristics of his autism. what Jackie could really benefit from is meeting other autistic people and being able to have someone else who has experienced some of what he's gone through validate that YES he should be angry that people support groups like autism speaks and YES it was completely wrong the way Anti made him feel and YES he is absolutely valid the way he is and does not need to be corrected. and then he would be angry!! and heroic!! and maybe commit a little arson!!!!

It's just frustrating because I've run social skills camps as well as doing social work for families with autistic children and that sort of Autism Speaks mentality is so incredibly harmful. little kids can internalize these messages from their parents at a young age and continue to struggle into adulthood with things like this. so I just want to say that it's okay to need time to overcome these messages. Jackie sure does.

Jackie is wonderfully autistic, but I don't want to downplay that it will take him time to get to a place where he can be proudly autistic like he absolutely was before Anti wiped his memory and tried to teach him shame. but you best believe that he will get to that place again.

Jackie's final step in the story - the moment where he allows himself to be separated from his brothers so he can tend to his own heart - is meant to be a symbol of Jackie taking time for himself and beginning to learn to love himself again, not just as big brother or just as the hero of the hour, but as a unique and wonderful human being who deserves happiness for exactly who he is.

so give him a little while and you will sure as hell see him out there loving himself as a proud autistic person... and giving the middle finger to the smoldering remains of an Autism Speaks office.

[babysizedfics]

Pink Crayons and Pinky Promises - Part 1

Summary: Being a super cool big brother is hard work sometimes. Especially when you don’t feel as big as usual, Vee doesn’t feel as little as usual, you parents are asleep, your baby sister’s pullup needs changing, you both need breakfast, you don’t know where crayons come from, and you miss your Mommy. But Mommy always calls Roman a clever little boy, so he’s gonna try to deal with all that stuff anyway! That can’t be too hard, right?

Word count: 4.9k

Take me to part 2! (There’s another link at the end of this part!)

Also on AO3!

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The carpet brushed against Roman’s feet as he dragged them back and forth, over and over again. He smiled and wiggled on his butt a little where he was sitting on the floor. Then he rubbed his feet over the carpet again. Back and forth. Back and forth, really fast!

Daddy called them happy feet, and Mommy said it was stimming. Roman didn’t really care what it was called. He just liked doing it! It made his chest less stuffy and his fingers less tingly. He liked doing it when he felt bored, or when he felt bubbly, or sometimes when he felt weird.

This morning was kind of weird. Last night Mommy didn’t feel good and Daddy had to look after him while Nana came to their house to look after Vee. That was okay though because Roman was a super big brother and helped look after the baby! He was really helpful and at bedtime he even let Vee sleep in his bed because she didn’t like sleeping alone. Daddy and Mommy were gonna be so proud when they found out what a responsible big brother Roman was!

But since Roman woke up this morning, he didn’t feel that big anymore. Vee was still asleep in Roman’s bed and Mommy and Daddy were still asleep in Mommy’s bed and Nana must have gone back to his house after Roman and Vee fell asleep. So that meant Roman was all alone right now.

Roman was never really on his own, except if he was awake way past bedtime or when he really wanted to be and yelled at everyone to leave him alone… But right now he didn’t want to be alone! He wanted Mommy to play with him and Daddy to call him nice names and Vee to copy him and laugh when he did something funny.

It wasn’t a good idea to wake anyone up, though, so Roman decided to make the most of his time alone! He played his car game, like, five times already. He put coffee in his sippy cup and finished it. And since he didn’t have his parents around to tell him not to, he even snuck his toothbrush out of the bathroom to chew it!

Exactly why Roman wasn’t allowed to chew his toothbrush was completely lost on him. It was like he was brushing his teeth extra! And it tasted good and felt nice in his mouth and when he grinded his teeth on the bristly bits it made a really cool crunchy sound that filled his ears and made him rub his feet on the carpet even faster! Mommy and Daddy clearly just didn’t understand fun when they saw it. Roman thought he was a genius to discover how nice it was to chew his toothbrush. So he wouldn’t be ashamed of it anymore! If anyone asked him about it he would just tell them to mind their own business!

“Wo, what are you eatin’?” a small voice asked.

Roman yanked the toothbrush out of his mouth and let it fall inside his sleeve. It left a yucky wet trail on his wrist and it made his face scrunch up a little, but Roman quickly shook the feeling off and looked over at the bed.

Vee was sitting up against the headboard and rubbing her eyes tiredly. “We’re not allowed lollipops without asking Daddy or Mummy first.”

Good, Vee didn’t realise it was Roman’s toothbrush. And fae sounded half little going by faer voice and what fae called Patton and Logan! Fae was way easier to argue with when fae was only half little. (Mostly because fae actually understood what he was saying.)

“Yeah, well Daddy and Mommy aren’t awake yet, so.” Roman stuck his tongue out at his sister.

“Hey!” Vee whined and her lip stuck out. She kind of looked like she would cry. Roman really hoped she didn’t or he might be in trouble. Luckily she only said: “I’m gonna tell Daddy you eated sweets without asking and sticked your tongue out at me!”

Ugh, what a tattletale. Apparently Roman had no choice.

He rolled his eyes and pulled the toothbrush out from his sleeve. “Fine, I wasn’t eating candy, look.” Despite his greatest efforts, Roman’s cheeks grew warm when he showed Vee his chewed up toothbrush. He bit his lip and asked her quietly, “You won’t tell Mommy or Daddy, right?”

Vee’s eyes darted to the door, her lips twisted, then her gaze flitted back to Roman. She looked undecided.

“I promise I won’t let you get in trouble for it,” Roman quickly added. But Vee still looked a little anxious, so Roman kept going: “A-and I can cut up some watermelon for breakfast!”

A big smile broke out on Vee’s face, then it went blurry. She was bouncing up and down on her butt and squealing.

Roman knew that would do it! He laughed and rubbed his feet quickly on the carpet. This was fun! “Deal, Vee-Vee?”

Vee bounced up from the bed and tiptoed over to Roman’s spot on the carpet quickly. She dropped to sit on the floor next to him and nodded with a big smile. “Okay, deal!” Her eyes wandered over the toys on the carpet.

“Did you wanna play with me?” Roman asked, his tummy bubbling with excitement. Vee was hardly ever big enough to play with him! This was the best morning ever!

Vee nodded, but her smile dropped a little after looking at Roman’s cars. Then she pulled her thumb up to her mouth. “Um, yeah… But I’m not allowed to play cars, am I? You said I get it wo-w-wo���” She paused and frowned at herself, looking like she was thinking super hard. “I get it… wong.”

“Good job, Vee,” Roman whispered with a smile that was quickly returned. (Daddy said it was good to make Vee feel good when she tried to make her voice work better, even if she didn’t always get the words right.) “And you don’t get it wrong but…” Roman looked at his cars—his absolute favourite toys that had to be played with in a really specific, special way—and bit his lip again. “Um, but I bet we can play another fun game without my cars!”

That made Vee smile again, so Roman thought that must have been a very clever idea. He was full of those!

“Cool!” he yelled a bit too loudly, because it made Vee startle. But then fae giggled and whispered “cool” back so Roman didn’t worry too much. “F-then we—we can—we—” Roman swallowed some spit before continuing, “We—we can play, um, um… the Knight and Princess game!”

Vee’s pink-painted fingernail went between faer teeth. “Okay, um, can we play it without the dwagons and evil wizard though?”

What a silly question! “Vee,” Roman chuckled and shook his head. “Of course we can’t!”

“Oh…” Vee slipped her finger between her lips and sucked it like a baby.

“A eminent of danger is essential to the Knight and Princess game,” Roman explained (even though it was really obvious). “If there weren’t any dragons or evil wizards then I wouldn’t have anything to save you from!”

Vee’s pigtails bounced and swished when she cocked her head to the side. “W-w-what’s a ‘emimenp’?”

What a silly question! “Eminent! It’s a big kid word, it means…” Roman blinked. Mommy used the word a few days ago and Roman asked what it meant and tried really hard to remember so he could use it around Mommy to make him proud. But he couldn’t really remember what Mommy told him it meant, he just remembered Mommy calling him a smart little boy for asking questions. It would be cool if Mommy was here to call him smart now…

Roman nibbled his toothbrush then spoke around it quietly, “It means, like, a thing.”

It made Roman feel a bit better to see his little sister nodding with big eyes. “That’s a weally big word,” she breathed, clearly impressed.

There was that nice bubbly feeling in his tummy again and Roman sat taller.

Then Vee kept talking. “Um, but I weally don’t wanna play it with the baddies…” 

“How come?” Roman complained, slouching in his seat. That was no fun!

Vee wiggled and instead of looking next to Roman’s face, her eyes dropped to her lap. Her cheeks went the same colour as her nails. “W-w-w-well, w-w—” she shook her head quickly and changed her voice to a whisper. “It’s just—It’s a bit scawy. And Mummy isn’t here to make it less scawy?” Vee’s voice went high and squeaky at the end. Then she pulled one of her pigtails forward and hided behind it.

Sometimes Roman forgot how much of a crybaby Vee could be. It got kind of annoying when he just wanted to play but Vee started crying and Daddy or Mommy or Nana told him off because it was ‘too loud’ or ‘too scary’ or ‘too much of a safety hazard’. Then again, Vee getting scared all the time just meant Roman got to be a cool, strong, protective big brother all the time. So it wasn’t all bad.

“Okay, we don’t have to play that one!” he quickly reassured her like a good big brother. He even put down his toothbrush and holded her hand and she squeezed his fingers! “We could play Tag or Mermaids,” (but maybe without the sharks) “or Pooh cards or Hide ‘n’ Seek or—”

Oh no! Roman’s empty hand flew up to his mouth and he stopped talking. But it was too late.

There were already shiny tears in Vee’s eyes. Fae pulled faer hand out of Roman’s to hug faer knees to faer chest.

“I’m sorry, I-I-I forgot!” Roman quickly whispered. He felt really, really bad. It was super important to not mention Hide and Seek to Vee, Mommy and Daddy said. It always made her sad because of what happened last time. “It’s okay, baby, we never ever have to play that one ever again, I promise!”

Vee whimpered. Then she lifted her little finger in between their faces. It was kinda shaky. “Pinky pwomise?” she whispered really quiet.

Roman wrapped his bigger pinky around Vee’s smaller one. “Pinky promise,” he said very seriously. Pinky promises were no joke.

Then there was a loud growl that made Vee gasp. Faer pinky squeezed Roman’s so tight it kinda hurt. But then fae let go a little and looked down at faer tummy. It growled again.

Roman burst into laughter, and it was quickly followed by Vee’s giggles.

“I’m hungry too,” he said, mainly to help Vee not feel embarrassed. “Let’s go have breakfast!”

“But, um, I thought we were gonna play somethin’?”

That was a good point… Luckily, Roman was really creative and clever! “We can play while we eat! I think I left my colouring stuff downstairs yesterday.”

“Okay!” Vee squeaked. Then she rolled on her tummy and crawled to the bed, using the bedpost to help pull herself up from the floor. The rustly pink bit of her pullup poked out from the back of her pyjama pants as she stood.

“Oh!” Roman remembered a very important thing, then grabbed his toothbrush and stood up too so he didn’t feel smaller than Vee. Daddy and Mommy usually checked the very important thing, but they weren’t here which meant Roman had to be a good big brother and help his baby sister! So he asked the very important thing: “Is your pullup wet?”

But it didn’t seem like it helped much. It just made Vee pout and pull the front of her pyjama shirt down. Kinda like if she was trying to hide her pullup. But that was silly! It wasn’t like Roman had x-ray vision to see through her pyjamas!

“I’m not gonna laugh or anything,” Roman promised, then repeated softer, “Is it wet?”

It took a few seconds for Vee to nod silently. Her cheeks were super pink.

“Okay, then you can go change your pullup while I put my cars away!”

“No!”

Roman’s mouth dropped open a little. Vee never did that! He looked down at faer grumpy face and frowned. “Vee, Daddy always gets you a new pullup if it’s wet, but he’s still asleep. And you don’t like me being there when you get a diaper change, right?”

Vee looked even grumpier just hearing it.

Just like Roman thought! He nodded to himself. “So then I can’t help you either. You gotta get a new one yourself.”

Vee’s pigtails bounced really fast this time because she was shaking her head lots.

The light, bubbly feeling in Roman’s chest was now a hard, squeezy feeling. This was way harder than it looked when Daddy did it. He didn’t really know what to do when his little sister didn’t listen to him.

“But…” Roman gripped his toothbrush handle tightly, then started chewing the bristly bit again. It made his voice kinda muffled, but he was still a big boy and could talk good. “But Daddy always—”

“No,” Vee whined, “I don’t wanna!” Faer thumb went in faer mouth and fae sucked it like a baby. “Don’ wanna, d-don’ wanna.” Faer voice was all high-pitched and wobbly… like fae was gonna cry.

“Okay! Okay, that’s cool!” Roman blurted, yanking his toothbrush from his mouth so fast it scratched his gums. He licked the scratch then carried on before Vee got any closer to tears, “You don’t hafta change your pullup. Don’t cry, baby.”

Vee pulled her thumb out of her lips and hid it behind her back. “I’m not a baby wight now…”

Roman nodded even though Vee was kind of always a baby. Gotta keep the baby happy. “Okay, you don’t hafta be a baby either.”

Even though it didn’t feel like Roman handled that very well, at least Vee didn’t look like she was gonna start blubbering anymore. He didn’t like dealing with Vee when she was crying.

Then Roman thinked really hard to himself for a moment (as clever boys do). He had stopped Vee from crying this time, but Vee always cried even more when she wet herself. And Roman didn’t like it when the carpet or the couch got wet, especially when their parents weren’t there. Roman was only a little boy, he didn’t know how to clean Vee’s accidents! So… 

“But you gotta pinky promise you won’t have a accident ‘til Daddy changes your pullup.”

Vee nodded really hard and wriggled her pinky around Roman’s. “Pinky pwomise, no accidents!”

There, all fixed! Now they could just have fun!

oOo

Being little without Mommy or Daddy was fun, but it was also really tricky. Of course, if you’re a clever little boy like Roman that gives you an advantage. But it was still tricky, even for him!

There was lots of stuff he had to remember. Like when they got Vee’s spare paci from Roman’s drawer, Roman had to check if the sucky bit of the paci had fluff on it before Vee put it in her mouth. But that was easy!

And then they had to go downstairs, except they weren’t allowed to walk on the stairs when they were little and alone. That’s what Mommy and Daddy always reminded him. So Roman had the genius idea to slide down the stairs on their butts! He made sure to hold Vee’s hand the whole time—not because he was scared of falling or anything! Just because that’s what big brothers do. And to be an extra amazing big brother, Roman even let Vee hold his hand after they were off the stairs.

Making breakfast was definitely a grownup job, but Roman tried his hardest with that too. He was really careful pouring oat milk into both of their sippy cups and screwed the lids on super tight with Vee’s help holding them. It was hard ‘cause they were still holding hands. They spilled a small puddle of milk on the countertop but Vee slurped it up real quick, like a vacuum!

And when Roman poured the Cap’n Crunch into their divider plates (Roman’s being a cool, blue Spongebob Squarepants one and Vee’s being a babyish, pink Hello Kitty one) he only dropped 14 pieces of cereal on the floor! He counted them all by himself. Then he left them there so that later he could prove to Mommy that he counted them right. Plus he didn’t wanna touch icky floor food! (He didn’t let Vee suck up those like a vacuum even though fae really wanted to. Silly baby!)

The most tricky bit was when he cut the watermelon. There was no situation Roman could think of where he would be allowed to use a knife when he was little, so he just stopped being little for a few minutes to use the knife then carry everything (including Vee) into the living room. 

But now he was little again! Him and Vee were colouring pretty pictures for Mommy to help him feel better and they both had yummy melon and cereal and milk. They were having lots of fun and it was all because of how clever and responsible Roman was!

“Wow boo bay pink ob cwayom aim?”

Roman leaned up from where he was lying on his tummy and propped himself on his elbows to look at Vee. “Whadja say, Fee-Fee?” he asked around his toothbrush, giggling when it made his voice sound funny.

The paci that was bobbing in Vee’s mouth suddenly shot out of her mouth. It dropped to her lap with a long trail of drool.

“Eww!” Roman laughed. It made the scratch on his gums hurt, so he licked it again. “Why’d you spit it out?!”

Vee smiled, faer lip shiny with spit. “I had to get it out weally fast!” fae squeaked and wiggled on her butt. Then faer smile went away a bit and fae pulled her shirt down and stopped wiggling. “Um, I said h-how do they think of cwayon names?” fae asked quieter.

This kinda thing happened all the time. Since Roman was bigger and older and cleverer than his baby sister, she asked him lots of questions. But sometimes Roman didn’t know the answers… so he just thought up ones instead! It was fun, but only if Daddy and Mommy weren’t around to say he was wrong. It wasn’t about being right, it was about being creative!

And about tricking his silly baby sister.

Roman picked up the crayon he had been using on his drawing and inspected the label. ‘Forest Green’. 

Really quickly—so that Vee didn’t think he was lying or anything—Roman thought of an answer: “They name them after wherever they find them growing.”

Apparently that wasn’t a good enough answer for Vee. Her eyebrows went down and she said, “Nu uh, cwayons don’t g-gw-w-gw—” She shook her head to stop the stutter and tried again. “Cwayons don’t come on twees!”

“Well duh,” Roman rolled his eyes. “Not all of them at least. Otherwise they would all be named after trees. Crayons can show up anywhere.”

Vee’s eyes went wide and a giggle bubbled up in Roman’s chest, but he kept it there. It was cool to be smart. But it was even cooler to pretend you didn’t care about how smart you are—like Mommy! So Roman didn't pay attention to Vee’s reaction and just kept colouring and humming a song he heard in one of his cartoons.

“Anywhere?” Vee whispered after a bit.

Roman’s legs kicked and wriggled in the air behind him, but he kept looking at his drawing. Keeping it cool. “Yeah, Vee, didn’t you know that already?”

It went quiet for a while after that. The green crayon was making nice scratchy sounds as Roman coloured and his toothbrush was making nice crunchy sounds in his mouth. His gums were kinda hurting now, but he still wanted to chew his toothbrush so he just ignored it.

He nearly forgot what they were talking about before. That was until Vee tugged on his sleeve and Roman looked over at her.

“Where did they find this one?” Vee asked, shoving one of the pink crayons right under Roman’s nose. Her other hand tugged nervously at her pyjama shirt and her knees wiggled where she was sitting criss-cross-applesauce. She was looking at him like he was the cleverest person in the world, waiting for his answer.

A big smile stretched Roman’s lips (so big he had to take his toothbrush out!) and he grabbed the crayon quickly. He couldn’t keep Vee waiting, fae was depending on him!

He carefully read the label—’Jazzberry Jam’—then offered his wisdom. “Oh, that one’s easy. They found it in a jam jar.”

Vee’s mouth went in a little circle shape. “Ooh, like Mummy’s jam?”

“Yeah, exactly!”

“Wow!” Vee pulled the crayon close to her chest, kinda hugging it. “Does that mean it tastes like jam too?”

Roman’s throat felt tight because he wanted to laugh so bad. Keep it cool! “Why don’t you taste it and see?”

Even though Roman literally just told Vee to do it, he was still pretty surprised when Vee stuck out her tongue and dragged the crayon across it.

“What did it taste like?” he whispered with wide eyes. It was kind of exciting to think it might of tasted like jam!

Vee licked her lips and clicked her tongue. Then she pouted. “Jus’ like cwayon.”

“Aw, I thought it—uh, y-yeah, I knew it wouldn’t taste like jam,” Roman said, trying not to sound too disappointed. He shrugged his shoulders at Vee. “You need to check, y’know?”

Vee nodded solemnly. Then she hummed and started rifling through the other crayons she had left all over her scribbly paper.

“Mmm, what about… this one?”

Again, Roman accepted the crayon Vee held out to him and read the label. “Do you know what a carnation is?”

“Thas what Daddy gwows in the garden!”

“Yeah, so they found this crayon in one of Daddy’s flowers!”

“How d’you know that?”

“‘Cause it’s called Carnation Pink.”

“But how d’you know what it’s called?”

Roman sighed and pushed himself up from lying on the carpet. It was making his tummy hurt anyway. He swung his legs under him so he sat criss-cross-applesauce, and held the crayon up to Vee’s face.

“It says it on the label, see?”

Small, sticky fingers pulled Roman’s hand so close to Vee’s face that she went cross-eyed.

“Yuck, yuck,” Roman gasped and quickly pushed Vee’s hands off of his. He dropped the crayon on the floor and dragged his hand all over his pyjama shirt. The sticky melon juice made him feel gross! It made his head go jumbly and his fingers feel jittery. He whimpered and kicked his feet on the floor to try to shake off the ickies. “Vee, don’t get yucky stuff on me!” he whined.

Vee looked down at her hands confused. Then she giggled and held her palms up to Roman’s face. “Melon juice isn’t yucky!”

“It is! I don’t like it!” Roman cried, and didn’t like how his voice cracked. Tears suddenly made his eyes hot and burny, and he scrambled away from his baby sister.

Once he was a safe distance from the yucky, sticky melon juice, he hid his eyes behind his arm and squinted them tight real hard. One big, shaky breath. Another big, shaky breath. One more big, deep, steady breath. The tears were gone.

“Wo-Wo?”

After making sure he definitely wasn’t gonna cry like a baby anymore, Roman slowly looked over his arm to his sister.

Vee was hugging faer knees to faer chest and looking kinda scared. Fae pulled faer thumb out of faer mouth and whispered, “Weally sowwy for touchin’ you… Didn’t wanna make you cwy.”

“Am not!” Roman yelled, a bit too fast and a bit too loud and a bit too squeaky. His cheeks went hot. Then he tried to sound bigger and cooler. “I was—I was just focussin’ really hard.”

“Fucksin?”

Roman snorted loudly then hurriedly slapped his hand over his mouth. That made him feel a lot better already.

“Y-yeah, Vee,” he giggled, really hoping she used that word around Daddy later. That would be the funniest thing ever! “Yeah, I was ‘fucksin’ on, um… on the crayons!” He scooched back over to Vee. “I gotta focus real hard so I can read their names!”

“Weadin’?”

“Yeah, Vee, reading!”

That word made Vee really excited for some reason. Her hands started flapping and she squealed. “You a-a-a clever big kid!” she cheered excitedly and wiggled on her butt to sit closer next to Roman.

Roman’s chest went light and bubbly again! “Mhm, I’m a clever big kid ‘cause I can read!” He wanted to hold his little sister’s hand again, but it was yucky. So he put his arm around her and she put her head on his shoulder.

“A-a-a-a-am… A-a-a-a—” Vee cut herself off and growled a little. It was super small and soft though, like a kitten.

“You wanna try starting with a different word?”

Vee’s head nodded against him. “M-m-maybe I can wead too!”

Roman giggled. That was a silly idea! “Vee, you’re only a baby. Babies can’t read!”

“Not a baby wight now!” Vee looked up at Roman with her thumb between her lips and big pout.

“Oh yeah, I forgot,” Roman said, unconvinced. Then he frowned. “Hey, you’re not allowed to suck your thumb. Do you want your paci?”

Vee nodded but didn’t move or look any less grumpy, so Roman reached over and got it for her.

“There you go, baby,” Roman said when he pushed the sucky bit in Vee’s mouth. It made him giggle because she didn’t even realise he called her a baby.

“Fankoo,” Vee garbled around the paci.

Roman smiled. She was definitely a baby. But if she wanted to try reading then Roman could still be a good big brother and help her!

Luckily, the crayon Roman picked up from the carpet wasn’t sticky. He held it in front of Vee’s eyes again like the last one. “Okay, see there?” He pointed at the label. “It has letters on it, and that’s the name of the crayon! You just gotta read it out, then I can tell you where they found it.”

Vee took the crayon (gently this time) with a little hum.

“Can you tell me what it says, Titch?”

After a while of squinting at it, Vee tried to sound it out quietly. “M-m-mm… Ma… Mama?” 

That didn’t sound right.

“Can I see?” Roman held his hand out for the crayon.

Vee gave it to him then suckled faer paci real fast, staring at him. Waiting.

Roman read the label and blushed. “Um, you were close,” he giggled nervously. “It, um… It actually says ‘melon’.”

The paci made a pop sound when Vee pulled it out from her lips. “Wait, weally?”

“Yeah…” Roman smiled at his sister sheepishly. Then they both burst into giggles. How funny!

“Like our one!” Vee squealed.

The carpet went brush, brush, brush on Roman’s feet as he laughed. Nothing seemed so bad anymore! He barely even remembered why he was crying!

“I, um, I-I-I finished all my melon!” Roman bragged with a proud smile.

It was true! He was a big boy and he eated all his food and Daddy always told him how good that was. Which meant when he showed his empty plate to his caregivers later, they would definitely tell him how clever and well-behaved he was!

But Vee was only small, and that meant she had a smaller tummy. Roman could see Vee finished all her milk—that was her favourite—but there was still some melon and lots of cereal left on her plate. If Roman was gonna get told how good he was for eating his breakfast, he didn’t want Vee to miss out on it and be jealous!

“Vee-Vee, you gotta eat all yours too.”

Vee looked down at her plate, then back up at Roman with a pout. “All of it?” she whined.

Roman shrugged. He really didn’t care that much. “I dunno, just eat some.”

That cheered Vee up and she instantly smiled and reached for the food. Then her hand froze in mid-air.

“Wait…” She fidgeted with her pyjamas again. “Did you find any cwayons when you cut up the m-melon?”

Roman’s lips trembled with the effort not to laugh. He couldn’t let Vee think he was making fun of her.

“Nah, there weren’t any, I checked.” It made Vee’s shoulders relax… So Roman kept going, just ‘cause it was really fun. “They’re pretty rare actually—kinda like pearls in oysters. That’s why you probably haven’t seen any crayons growing in the wild before.”

Every word Roman said made Vee nod more strongly. “That makes sense,” she muttered, giving a final firm nod before grabbing a cube of watermelon without hesitation. With her bare fingers.

“Don’t you wanna use your baby fork?” Roman suggested with a grimace. It made Roman shiver just to look at the melon juice dripping all over Vee’s hands. He scooched further away from her.

Apparently Vee hadn’t heard Roman—or she just wanted to show him her answer instead of telling him. She squashed the melon against her mouth with her hand and held it there while she sucked it, looking at Roman with wide, innocent eyes. There was probably melon juice all over her face now. Gross!

“Okay, fine,” Roman sighed, picking his toothbrush back up and chewing it as he went back to his drawing. “Just don’t touch me or my drawing.”

oOo

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Day 7- Tropetember: Mutual Pining/Requited Love

Day 7 of super early Tropetember with Mutal Pining/ Requited Love, this is a follow up to yesterday's prompt so read that one first!

Steve and Tony are idiots and their friends are fed up, time for them to step in.

On Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32433946

“Steve, I got something for you!” Tony said excitedly as he dropped down into the seat beside the blonde with a huge smile on his face, Steve had kept gifting fidget toys, or stim toys as Tony found out they were called, after the first time and if he wasn’t giving Tony one he was sharing new websites where he found some that Tony might like.

“I don’t know how I should feel, this isn’t how this usually goes” Steve teased him but the grin told Tony that he was just joking around with him, the smile dimmed a little as he looked confused when Tony clipped something around Steve’s neck “A necklace?”

“Yeah! Well it’s a special one because you can chew on it, I noticed that you chew your pens or your fingers a lot and since you found something to help my fidgets I thought this might be good for you”  Tony rambled on as Steve inspected the navy coloured, rubber dog tags curiously, Steve had noticed that his anxiety had been getting worse as they came closer to exams and with anxiety came the stress habit of chewing. The amount of times Steve had made himself bleed from biting at his nails was unreal, or the times pens had burst in his mouth or pencils had splintered on his tongue… maybe it was worth trying even if it just made Tony happy.

The lesson started up and Tony messed with the marble trap in one hand as he scribbled down his notes, and about half way through the lesson Tony glanced at Steve to see him secretly chewing at the dog tags. Steve’s eyes flicked around the room anxiously and just smiled shyly when he caught Tony looking at him, Tony’s ears going pink as he smiled back and just winked at him before going back to his notes with his smile turning fond.

"He looked so happy when I gave it to him" Tony sighed happily as he flopped down onto his bed, his roommate rolling his eyes as Tony smiled up at the ceiling.

"Why don't you just tell him that you like him then?" Rhodey asked and regretted it when Tony snapped his head over with a frown on his face.

"Because I clearly got the wrong idea when I thought we were friends, I don't want to mess up again!" Tony explained as he rolled back onto his back and huffed "I'd rather be here than mess things up and not see him anymore"

"So you're going to be sad and alone to prevent being sad and alone differently?" Rhodey clarified and just shook his head at the brunette who nodded at him. Rhodey knew better than to try and persuade Tony otherwise because it never made things better, last time Tony ended up sobbing in his arms and refused to talk to him for a week.

Little did Tony know that Steve was having the same talk with Sam and Bucky, who were both despairing at Steve's guilty mind that was keeping him from saying anything. Still feeling too guilty about when he snapped at him to tell him how he was feeling so he was content with liking Tony from afar.

"So your idiot is pining as well then?" Sam asked as he and Rhodey watched Steve and Tony laugh and blush at each other's words, Steve's hand holding onto the dog tags Tony had brought him. It had been a couple days since Tony had given them to Steve and, apart from to sleep or shower, he hadn't taken it off.

"Oh yeah, my idiot doesn't want to tell your idiot in case he gets rejected" Rhodey explained as Tony blushed hard when Steve clapped him on the shoulder with a grin on his face.

"My idiot thinks that he's a bully and doesn't want to force your idiot into a relationship out of fear" Sam waved his hand at the pair when Steve ruffled Tony's hair and laughed when Tony smacked Steve's arm and fixed his hair with a grumpy pout but laughed when Steve said something, seemingly, about his messy hair.

"Our lives would be so much easier if they weren't idiots" Rhodey sighed as the idiots in question started walking their way, Sam nodding and humming his agreement as he waved back at Steve "Less interesting but definitely easier"

"Honey bear, Steve wants me to tutor him in our math class, can I take a raincheck for coffee today?" Tony asked with a smile on his face, Steve grinning away as he looked down to Tony proudly and winked at Sam when said man gave him a confused look. Rhodey laughed as he nodded, waving off Tony's worries before the younger could start asking questions "Thanks Rhodey, don't forget it's pizza night tonight!"

"It's not me who forgets pizza night, but Tones, I'll remember" Rhodey teased and laughed when Tony pouted at him and turned on his heel, stamping away and only looking back to raise an eyebrow at Steve who hurried to follow him. Sam burst out laughing as soon as they wouldn't be able to hear him, Rhodey joining in barely seconds later at the excited text Tony sent him as he walked beside Steve.

Later on, Tony would realise that telling Rhodey where he was going for Steve's tutoring was a good idea but right now, it felt like the worst mistake he had ever made.

They had been peacefully studying away in Tony's favourite coffee shop, the one with the extremely strong coffee, and everything had been going great until a certain meddling blonde turned up with a shit eating grin on his face.

"Well if it isn't my best friends just hanging out together!" Clint chirped and put a hand on either mens' shoulder, both Steve and Tony narrowing their eyes in suspicion at him "Just stopping by to say that you are in love with each other, bye!"

"CLINT!"

"CLINT!" Both Steve and Tony shouted at the same time, standing up to screaming at the man who was running out the coffee shop and down the road in case they gave chase. It was Steve who realised first "Wait, he said each other… You like me?"

"You like me?" Tony squeaked instead of answering the question which sort of answered the question anyway, they stared at each other for a moment before Tony worked up the courage to say "Yes, I like you"

"I- I like you too, Tony" Steve blushed and anyone would have thought the pair had just waxed poetry about the other with how they blushed hard at each other and silly smiles took over their face "I thought you wouldn't with the way I treated you before"

"I told you I forgive you for that and you've been so kind and sweet to me since" Tony grabbed Steve's hand and squeezed it carefully, Steve moving to link their fingers together and then couldn't take his eyes off their connected hands "I wasn't sure if we were even friends, I didn't want to make it weird"

"I'd say we're friends… I'd like to, maybe, try being more than friends, but only if you're okay with that!" Steve snapped his head up at the last part to search for answers in Tony's face and only found a fond smile and a loving look in Tony's eyes.

"I would love to try being more than friends with you" Tony nodded excitedly and squeezed Steve's hand a little tighter, the pair happy just to smile at each other fondly for a moment before looking away bashfully and smiling at their hands.

Steve and Tony may be only trying to be more than friends but it would take a bigger idiot than the pair combined to not realise how in love they were.

Their friends hoped the lovey-dovey stuff would only last a couple weeks at the most, unfortunately for them it didn't seem that they were going to stop anytime soon and that was after they started dating officially!

The pair were inseparable and much to their friends' displeasure, despite them being happy for them behind closed doors, they were in love and were willing to tell the world about it.

[captainderyn]

Thea and Five

How did they they meet?

They were two agents on opposing sides, heckling each other and trying to interfere in each other’s goal before they reached a stalemate and Thea yielded. 

(yes do I have meet fics for everyone? Very nearly. I have three fics I love writing: meetings, proposals, and weddings)

Who developed romantic feelings first?

Thea. First of all if I recall she was sitting in the SIS headquarters on Coruscant going “this stupid fucking Imperial Agent being stupid fucking hot ugh” (paraphrased of course). Plus she doesn’t have the walls of a Cipher Agent to work through to get to her actual feelings. 

Who is their biggest “shipper?”

No one really knew about them until Era finally found out after Five introduced them after which she was like “Five you’re married?!” and adores her silly agent parents. 

When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances?

I’m pulling a major blank as to whether we’ve ever talked about this but I really want it to be a spontaneous thing. Like Five is leaving Thea’s place one night and he just goes for it, slightly chickens out and brushes his lips against the corner of her mouth and she lets that stand for a moment in shock before grabbing him by the coat collar and pulling him back for a proper kiss; soft to make sure he doesn’t turn and run, you know? 

Who confessed their feelings first?

Directly? Thea. Indirectly? Five. Like you have to squint for the double meaning of his words and why you suddenly have a small library of books but then you realize. 

What was their first official date?

I really want it to be Five taking Thea out into all the nooks and crannies of Kaas City and talking about the architecture and the history of it all like the nerd that he is and its the first time she sees the man who wholly isn’t Cipher Five. 

How do they feel about double dates/group dates?

Five isn’t a huge fan, he doesn’t like crowds and groups as it is so adding people to his space with Thea is...not the easiest for him. 

What do they do in their down time?

Watch cheesy holodramas and regular holodramas and try to predict what happens (Five is really good at that). Re watching episodes because Five falls asleep during  a lot of them. Going out into the city and doing whatever to relax; they like to playfully spar. 

What was the first meeting of parents as an official couple like?

Awkward. Not because of Thea, but because of the fact that Five hadn’t been reunited with his parents for long and there was a lot of tension between them--especially between him and Mama Slovoko. So he was agitated and stressed and then his parents started asking questions because They Knew that Thea wasn’t Imperial born and he gets defensive and its just...not great? He probably gets in a fight with Mama Slovoko because she goes off on him for leaving and its totally unrelated to Thea but that tension just boils over because Five’s mother is beyond pissed at him. He hates every second of it. The second and third meetings go betterish. 

What was their first fight over and how did they get past it?

Not sure but its probably related to Five’s semi-addiction he developed in his agent career to adrenal type stims and the fact that he needs to acknowledge that and Cipher Five just comes snapping back instead of Valetyn because his defenses build up very quickly at the early stages of their relationship. They take time to themselves to cool off (more like Five physically and emotionally retreats because he needs to gather his thoughts) and then they come back and try again with fresh eyes. 

Which one is more easily made jealous?

....eh? None of my ocs are really the jealous type so??

What is their favourite thing to get to eat?

Kaasi street food i’d like to think; even if its juts for the atmosphere of getting out into the city. 

Who’s the cuddly one? What their favourite cuddling position?

Five is once he lets himself. He likes it either when Thea is curled up close to his side in the way that she fits so well or if they’re on the couch and he’s just sprawled behind her or with his head in her lap. Just...close but not tangled together, you know? 

Are they hand holders?

Kind of? Not as much as Era and Noa but...they have their moments. 

How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time? What’s the circumstances?

They’re pretty established before they sleep with each other. Circumstance? Maybe it stems from one of their sparring matches when that tension is running high, Five is pinned by Thea with a smirk on his face because he’s living for getting his ass handed to him, Thea is straddling him with his hands pinned because she’s won dammit and he’s not pulling any tricks and he just asks her exactly what she’s planning now and things escalate. 

Maybe not. But one can think. 

Who tops?

Thea and nothing will ever change my mind. Five prefers giving control to her. 

Who does the shopping and the cooking?

50/50 split depending on who’s home and who has the chance and time. Five does a lot of it when he’s on leave to make up for the fact that he’s been gone for 2+ weeks at a time. Unless he’s at Intelligence until 1am then that doesn’t quite work. 

Which one is more organized and prone to tidiness?

Five is aggressively tidy change my mind. 

Who proposes?

Five does and he messes up literally everything he had wanted to do and just kind of...abandons his plan and dies inside while he does. 

Do they have joined Bachelor/Bacheloette parties or separate?

They don’t really have them I don’t think.

Who is the best man/maid of honour? Any other groomsmen or bridesmaids?

None, their wedding is wholly private, though they do have a celebration after where Five’s sister shows up and proceeds to tease the crap out of her brother. 

Big Ceremony or Small?

Very small, just them and whoever officiates. They wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Do they have a honeymoon? If so, where?  

I don’t think they do, Five is very much on duty in Intelligence and I think they get married during his leave most likely so...there isn’t really the chance as he can’t just waltz into Intel and request time off because he’s getting married...he keeps his marriage out of the hands of Intelligence so they won’t ever be able to touch Thea. 

Do they have children? How many?

Yes they do and I love them all. They have 5 children. 

Erin and Claire: Their eldest; twin girls. Five’s little princesses. 

Rhys: Five and Thea’s rather unexpected second child, unhelpfully announced on Life Day to a Five who didn’t get the point until he Got The Point and proceeded to be extremely thrilled by the fact. Definitely a mama’s boy. 

Vala and Nolan: Their youngest children, another pair of twins that had them looking at each other going “WELL. GREAT.” And then being incredibly happy and pretty sure they can manage another set of twins because they’re ex agents and they made it through Erin and Claire pretty successfully. 

(Bonus points if you count Era as their first daughter and technically Noa gets lumped into the family too don’t fight Five on this because they are His Family and you can’t change his mind) 

[wilwywaylan]

Pumpkin

Fandom : Les Misérables

Modern AU, 1237 words, Combeferre & Eponine friendship

I’m trying to slowly get back into writing and put my muse out of her slumber. I’m gonna try to do some “fictober”, where I’ll unleash a new stupid text each day :D I’ll try to center it around Autumn, but maybe not, we’ll see. It’ll be very short,  very silly, and I hope, very cute. So right now, have some cute friendship thingie !

Also on AO3 !

There was an unspoken rule among les Amis that Combeferre's reading time was not to be disturbed, even under dire circumstances. Unless of course someone was in direct danger which was curiously often for a group of usually healthy young adults. But baring those circumstances, no one was to knock on his door, call him, instant message him, yell about revolution or how a certain person was always wrong, or blast awful sugary pop in one's room. Noise was to be kept to a normal level, and culinary experiences wait until he was done. Courfeyrac and Enjolras were quite happy to follow the rules, knowing that they would get attention again soon. Even Bahorel took care to not get badly hurt during those times (he had tried going to Joly, but after his friend fainted seeing the state of his nose, he promised to abstain).

So far Combeferre's evening had been promising. He had found a sci-fi novel he had been looking for so long, his favourite tea was stimming at his side, and a fluffy plaid was drapped over his legs, filling him with a comfortable warmth. There was no noise barring from the soft hum of his heater. Everything was perfect. He was reaching the exact point where the plot was taking momentum, taking a sip of his tea, when there was a knock at the door. He put down his cup. A second knock. Then, after a few seconds, furious banging. Combeferre put down his cup, put away his plaid, shivering at the sudden cold feeling on his legs, then got up. He glanced in Courfeyrac's room, then Enjolras', but his roommates were nowhere to be seen. And the banging hadn't stop.

He flung open the door, glaring at the person who dared stop him from reading... and was met with something very orange and a glare to rival his own. Eponine was standing in front of him, carrying in her arms a very large pumpkin, and looking ready to murder someone. Either him, or the vegetable. He opened his mouth, but she beat him to the punch :

- I know you're busy reading, but I need your help.

Before he could confirm, she charged past him, crossed the hallway, and plopped her charge on the kitchen table. When Combeferre joined her, pushing his glasses up his nose, she had already discarded her coat and scarf, and put her high-heeled boots on the table.

- So ? Combeferre asked while pushing her feet back down. What do you need me for ?

She threw the pumpkin a glare made even scarier by her dark eyeshadow.

- Someone at work decided to give us a tip. This.

- Someone tipped you with.... a pumpkin ?

Combeferre knew from practice that laughing right now would be disastrous. He silently thanked whatever deity that Courfeyrac wasn't here, or he would have made a pun about tipping her over the edge and probably would have ended with an interesting pumpkin-hat. So he just nodded as if it all made perfect sense.

- So I don't know what to do with that fucking thing.

- And you think I know ?

She glanced at him, then went back to try to murder the innocent vegetable with her glare.

- I tried to ask Jehan, but he's in one of his moods again. Feuilly is busy - like there's a time he's not -, and Montparnasse just laughed in my face.

- And then you decided to ask me.

- Well, who do you want me to ask ? Courf ? Enjolras ? (she sneered) That fucking pumpkin is a fucking pain, but I don't want to ruin it. You're the one who has his shit together. You can help me make soup or something.

With a sigh, Combeferre pulled his phone out of his pocket, and looked up the first recipe he could find. Okay, that didn't sound too complicated, and even he, with his basic skills in cooking, could probably make it. He almost asked Eponine if she couldn't find a recipe on her own and follow it, especially something as basic as a soup. But he didn't. Maybe she could. And maybe she just didn't want to do it alone. Something he could very well understand.

He rolled up his sleeves and started to gather everything. He ordered Eponine to take some vegetables out. She obeyed with something of an amused smile. She went through the fridge for a moment, causing several worrying sounds, and came out with potatoes, carrots, and two bottles of beer. She opened both, and handed one to Combeferre, who took a sip. He wasn't used to drinking beer at this hour, but after all, he wasn't used to make soup either, so just one more unusual thing wasn't really much.

They started cutting up the vegetables. Eponine was very efficient at it, but Combeferre would have preferred her to be a little less... enthusiastic. Her forceful chopping did give him the impression that potatoes and carrots had personnally offended her. Well, that was the pumpkin's case. But still. He was going to have fun giving their countertop its original coloration.

Finally, everything was cut up and put to simmer. Combeferre put a timer on his phone, then went to his room to retrieve his book and his now-cold cup of tea. When he came back, Eponine had settled comfortably and was scrolling on her phone. He made them two new cups of tea, set them on the counter far from the stains, and sat opposing her with his book.

They sat in comfortable silence for forty-five minutes, sipping their tea and reading, surrounded by the sweet smell of pumpkin soup. When the timer bipped, Combeferre got up with a pinch of regret at having to abandon his reading in the middle of a good part, dug around in the cupboard until he managed to put his hand on the blender hidden behind a pile of saucepans he didn't even remember they had.

Eponine hovered over his shoulder while he blended it, until it was a nice, creamy texture. Once satisfied, he carefully tasted it. Good. Very good, even. Eponine did the same, dipping her finger directly in the pan.

- It's good, she said. You're an okay cook.

Combeferre thanked her with a smile. He tried to find a fitting container, but it seemed that even as three people, they didn't own even one that would contain a soup made with a whole pumpkin. He divided it between the three biggest ones he could find, and handed them to Eponine.

- Here you go.

She considered them for a second, then took the one on top and shoved it back into his hands.

- Here, take that. For the help.

She walked to the door, her boxes in hand. Combeferre considered the soup in his hands, then the now pumpkin-covered countertop. He barely had time to think that maybe, he should wait until morning before taking care of it, before she marched right back in, grabbed a sponge and started scrubbing.

- What ? she said when he didn't move. You thought I would let you clean that mess alone ?

- No, of course not.

- Then get to work.

With a smile that verged on dorky, Combeferre grabbed the second sponge and started cleaning with her.