#& it smelled wierd

[sir-loinofbeef]

to something i lost a long time ago

[foobars-cool-car]

(through gritted teeth) ah so that’s why it’s called an air fryer yes yes makes sense

[hertwood]

i washed my jeans last night and hung them up to dry and theyre STILL WET hopefully the hostel has a washing machine too

[foster-the-moths]

update on the stopmotion thing: mark has some bones now

[foxgloveinspace]

I am back in 24/7 sleep token lock down. No other music. No other thoughts.

It’s been two days and my creativity is back.

I swear if I thought sleep was real he’d be a god of creativity and not chaos….. creativity through chaos?? Perhaps.

[aintmyjewelry]

I thought there was a weird haze that smelled bad outside but I was like no it must just be fog until I opened the weather app—

[ilovemydetectiveboys]

Wearing the shirt I got the other day because I figured out a way for it to be comfortable!!

[ramblingautisticman]

Anyone else think about how Logan is in a new universe? That, while it's fundamentally the same, there are slight differences? How that affects him?

Things smell different, taste different, or feel different.

He notices that the grass is a slightly darker shade of green than his own universe as he walks Mary Puppins in the local park, deciding that maybe it was just the lighting or how it had grown. Until he notices it again when they are away on a mission and Logan doesn't quiet know why, but it makes his skin itch alittle.

He notices that the way apples taste is different, a bit more sour than what he is used to. He likes it- don't get him wrong- but it just takes him a minute to get over that. That this is another thing that's ever so slightly changed in this new world he is in. Something no one else would ever notice.

Wade gets a vanilla scented candle in an attempt to help the smell of wet dog (both from Logan and Mary) in the apartment because Al keeps complaining, and Logan can't help but feel slightly wierd when he takes a deep inhale and it smells different than to what he knows as vanilla. It's slightly sweeter, a little hint of wood from the wick, and it sends a wave of confusion over him because- why is this making him feel so strange? Why does it matter that things are a little different?

And it hits him one day as he gets a wiff of something that smells so similar and yet different again, that it's because it means he doesn't belong it. It's because, out of all of these differences, he is the real one. These things aren't slightly off here. This is exactly how everything is meant to be, and it's him that is not meant to be here.

Eventually, he has to say something to Wade because he feels like he is losing his mind. If it were big changes, massive ones that where more than smells and tastes and colours of grass, he thinks he would be more okay with it. That if it was more noticeable this place wasn't his own universe, it would be easier, but its so eerily similar and then suddenly its not, and it makes his stomach flip every time.

"It's stupid- I know it is- but everything feels the same, and then I smell something new or I...I see something that looks a little off..and I don't know why but it's just-just alittle hard, ya know? If it was completely different, if everything was new and different it would be easier, but it's things that have always been the same that have slightly changed, and it's.. it's abit jarring..it makes me more aware that I'm not really meant to be here." He explains to Wade one night when he can't sleep, staring at the TV, trying his best to not feel awkward about talking about this.

He feels stupid for letting it get to him. For letting it make him feel like this- but he can't help it. The idea that he is here and intruding on Wade's life and is going to ruin this universe is weighing on him, has been for so long, and he isn't sure how to fix it.

Wade nods a little, and leans against Logan's side, taking a deep breath before speaking. "I never even really thought of that...sorry- what does smell the same or taste the same? I can maybe make it smell better in here and we can get food you that doesn't taste off to you. Oh! I really hope that those Tacos we get don't taste bad, because they are so good and I don't know if I can stop eating them." He adds on, a small laugh escaping Logan has he listens.

There is a small silence over them for a second before Wade speaks again. "You do know that....you belong here, right? Even if things are a little different here. You aren't the bad change, if that makes sense. I like having you here. Alot. So does Al- I actually think she likes you more than me, which is rude- and Mary Puppins. Also Laura. And all of our friends. They are all glad you're here. Plus, the TVA kind of thought you belonged here, so you're stuck with me."

And Logan isn't really sure what to say, because he hadn't really thought of that. That there were people who thought he belonged here- or that the TVA thought he did too.

It makes him feel better. Alot better. And it makes him think he can get over these stupid changes alot easier than he could before.

"So....it's really your universe's fault for having wierd apples and different grass then." Logan says with a small smile, looking at Wade.

And naturally, that leads Wade to ask a million different question about what is different and what is the same, and Logan answers every single one before it makes him remeber that he does belong here. That just because things are different, doesn't mean he doesn't belong.

[yippekia]

There so fucking wierd about each other

He heard logan was getting married and booked it just to make sure he stayed single

And everything they do and say to each other has a sexual double meaning. And not just victor. Logan says some shit to sabretooth.

How you giving him a limp, logan?

Like, ok. Just take his hat that smells like him and wear it around. Thats fine.

Why would you expect him to help you?

Literally bending him backwards. Nice.

[writers-potion]

hi!! could we get a list of unique character traits? things like: sweet-tooth, really loves glittery/sparkly eyeshadow, etc. thank you!

List of Interesting Character Traits

Physical

Wearing thick, red eyeliner all the time

Paints each fingernail a different color

Wears an eye patch to look cool

Wears hoodies all the time

Has two identical tattoos, in different locations

Wears fake glasses of various colors

Has n number of same shirts, maybe in different colors

Loves to wear only green

Never goes out without wearing heels

Like to wear flowers/floral scent

Only yellow lamps in their room

Non-Physical

Feeling sleepy after drinking coffee because caffeine does nothing for you and you've just had something warm

Being addicted to childhoos snakes even as an adult and flexing them in bulk now that you don't have you mum to shout at you

Keeping Christmas lights up all year

Huge fan of horror movies because they're genuinely fun

Likes to go out barefoot

Uses empty wine bottles as flower vases

Unlit cigar in their mouth all the time

Chews on the neck of shirts

Listens to songs in languages they can't understand

Loves sweet stuff but will only drink zero coke to cur calories

Has a large gallery of cat/dog photos but doesn't own a pet

Doesn't sweat

Chews gum all the time

Puts water on ceral instead of milk

Types in all caps in chat rooms

Drives barefoot

Likes to eat everything frozen

Wierd Character Traits/Habits

*trigger warning : some of these are embarrassing/dirty, but hey, haven't we all done this at least once...? (please tell me I'm not the only one)

(for characters with long hair) Pulling out a strand of hair stuck between your buttcheeks after a shower

Playing with your breasts as you sit at your desk studying

Lacing your fingers through your toes

Letting that one, wierdly long hair on your toe grow - aka "Lucky Hair"

Smelling your floss string after using it

Scrunching your nose because your nose hairs aren't in the right position somehow(?)

Cutting their own hair with a pair of scissors...even pubic hair

+ I really hope this helps since I nearly died of embarassment writing the last bit haha

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[midnightwriter21]

demon slayer hcs: tanjiro as a boyfriend

characters: fem!reader x tanjiro

warnings: language, nsfw themes (no real smut)

AN: tanjiro is aged up!! we don’t date children in this house sry.

TANJIRO

um best bf ever

he’s an angel sent from heaven

cuddle bug fr

you are NOT getting out of bed before he’s ready

you gotta pee??

u gotta beg him to let u get up

like? uh my guy we’re finna be cuddling in a puddle if u don’t remove ur arm and let me SPRINT to the bathroom asap

mans just wants to hold you a little while longer

introduces you to inosuke and zenitsu ofc

wants you to get along with his friends SO bad

but

he knows they can be a lil overwhelming

so he will attempt

i said attempt

to make them behave themselves

they will not behave themselves

inosuke is tryna throw hands

zenitsu is alrdy asking for ur hand in marriage

and oh?

tanjiro baby is ur eye twitching?

and u got a vein popping outta ur forehead honey are u okay?

dude doesn’t get mad often

and he’s not mad at u

but zenitsu better back off rn

cause tanjiro

well he’s gonna make sure zenitsu gets it through his head that you are NOT marrying him

not violently!!

well he might stick inosuke on him

“inosuke! zenitsu said he’s stronger than you!”

que the one sided smackdown

anyways

he introduces you to nezuko wayyyyy later

she’s his baby sister who also happens to be a demon

which is pretty startling if u ask me

like “this is my baby sister nezuko!”

“she’s a demon with crazy blood fire powers! :)”

very important to him that y’all get along

which you do

cause how could u not

nezuko is the sweetest thing

god the kamado family could rot ur teeth

NICKNAMESSSSS:

there’s a million of them

my love, darling, sweetheart, honey, flower, bUNNY

ik that the bunny nickname is so over used but something abt it gets me GOINGGG

rarely calls u by ur real name unless something serious is happening

always a pet name

dude knows how to handle u and ur emotions

that sniffer he has

yeah

ur happy? sad? angry?

he smells it

personally i think that jealousy coming from u is his favorite scent

it’s got it’s own distinct smell but it’s mixed with a little bit of anger too

when he first smelled it he couldn’t figure out wtf u were feeling

but when he finally put it together

turned bright red

like “she cares about me THAT much”

“to where she gets angry?”

surprised that u get jealous over him for some reason

which is wierd asf cause if tanjiro was my bf? i’m never letting him outta my SIGHT

hands will be thrown w any bitch that tries to speak to him

anywayyyyyssss

into the NASTY DIRTY

remember he’s aged up!!

the softest service dom that has ever dommed

he’s the guy that gets pleasure from giving u pleasure

and when i mean giving u pleasure

i mean ur gonna be in tears by the end of it

it’s too much for you?

“oh honey i know you can take it”

“sweet girl you can give me one more i know you can”

one more is not one more

one more is as many as tanjiro wants.

overstimulation is the tanji’s fav

and back to that nose of his

LMFAO there is no hiding it when ur in the mood

mans can smell it from a mile away

but don’t worry he’s gonna take care of u ;)

aftercare omg

he’s so sweet

running u a BUBBLE BATH

lighting candles

massages

watch out cause those massages can get u back in the same situation that put u here in the first place

uh oh here comes the cuddle monster once again

ugh i want a tanjiro so bad

[huggybearluvr]

KC Road-trip

General Masterlist

series master list

previous part || next part

I am really spoiling y'all with 2 parts in one day!

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y/nkelce

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y/nkelce i’m still not sure how i let the boys and gia talk me into taking them to kansas city😭

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ethanedwards it’s cause u love us right?

markestepa more like luke

y/nkelce duker is actaully my favorite

adamfantilli the fuck? i’ve known you since we were like 4

traviskelce hurry up and get here

y/nkelce

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y/n.kelce oh kansas city how i’ve missed you❤️

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traviskelce good to have you back 😡

y/nkelce u stink

traviskelce i just played a game did u expect me to smell like daisies!?

y/nkelce yes.

yourbestfriend it’s the way the boys thought we were fighting when u tackled hugged me 💀😭

y/nkelce they will never understand us

markestepa you two are so fucking wierd

lukehughes dude u have to embrace it

jackhughes where was my invite🤨

y/nkelce omg lil jizzy commented on my post 🥳

jackhughes LUKE WHY DID SHE CALL ME THAT

lukehughes bro idk i’m not her keeper

jackhughes i don’t like it

patrickmahomes missed you kid

y/nkelce aww patty ☹️

jasonkelce the favoritism is real.

y/nkelce i still love u big bro!

lukehughes I personally begged to go to an eagles game but they out voted me

jasonkelce and now your my favorite hockey player

traviskelce NO he’s mine boy can party

jasonkelce nope, i’m older

y/nkelce Luke look what u did

kyliekelce girl if you aren’t at the next eagles game i’m removing your god mother privileges

y/nkelce ILL BE THERE BRING THE KIDS

[faghubby]

Growing

I came home for Thanksgiving from college I had only been away a few months but I missed home. After the first night with mom and Dad. I met up with some of my friends.

I met up with Josh who was now hanging out with Devan. Josh and I went way back to grade school together. Devan was the star Basketball player I only knew by reputation. But Josh had some edibles and we all got pretty high hanging out in the old baseball field. A few other people showed up and added some drinking to the mix. At one point I was sitting in the dugout when Devan came over and sat next to me. He was really close. Like I could feel his body heat.

"So do anything crazy at school he asked me" I was pretty gone. And mumbled an answer. "Dana is has a great ass" he stated.

"She sure does, I love to get with her" I said. As I did I felt Devan's large hand slide over my crotch.

"What are you doing" I said startled. He pushed his finger to my lips and without a word shoved his hand down my pants. It was dark and no one could see. The drugs, alcohol or just stunned I didn't move as he gave me a handjob. As I came in my pants he just smiled and walked away. Later on the way home with Josh,

"So what's Devan's story?" I asked. I was straight and had never had a man touch me it just seemed so wierd.

"What do you mean?" Josh shot back nervously.

"Nothin, just how you to start hanging out" I asked

"He likes knows all the girls" Josh answered like that was an answer. "Rumor has it because he has a big dick"

"Yeah, that's what they say about all black guys" I said dismissing him.

It was a few days later. I was over at Lisa's house she was having a little party. Just about 10 of us. When I got up to use the bathroom Devan came up behind me pushing me in he quickly closed the door. He was a foot taller then me and much stronger. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me. His tounge forcing it's way into my mouth. His hand cupped my ass. I was powerless. I was shaking so scared. I felt his cock pressing against my leg. God was that all cock. I thought to myself. He unbuckled my pants his tounge still in my mouth. I still had to pee as he stroked my now hard dick. I started to kiss him back as he did. He used his other hand to guide me to his bulge. Curiosity got the best of me and I felt hos cock running my hand over it.

"I knew you like it" he whispered finally breaking the kiss. He again made me cum this time I shot my load on the bathroom floor.

"Ever been with a black guy" he whispered in my ear.

"No I am straight" I responded as he still had me pinned against the wall.

"Are you sure?" He smiled glancing down I realized I was still rubbing his cock thru his pants. I quickly pulled my hand away. Devan let me go and left I had to really pee now. As I came out a moment later. I ran straight into Lisa who was waiting for me.

"Paul" she said surprised. "Devan likes girlie boys" she said softly with a smile.

"What do you mean?" I asked like I had no idea what she was talking about. She handed me a pair of panties they where still warm. She just smiled. And walked away. Did she think I was gay? Was she hitting on me? What the hell should I do? I smelled the panties then stuffed them in my pocket. The party started to break up and I headed home. I was walking it was only two blocks. But as I turned the corner Devan stepped out of the shadows and grabbed me.

"We have some real privacy" he told me as he pulled me into his apartment.

"Devan, I'm not" I started but he started to strip me. I didn't fight him. I was in shock. Then he dropped his pants his cock coming free. He guided his hand down. I grasped his cock it was huge. I looked down placing both my hands on it.

"Show me your place" Devan hissed. I looked up at him. "Lisa gave you something" I nodded then looked down at my jeans.

"Put them on and kiss my cock" he ordered pushing me down. I put on Lisa's panties they were loose. Not having her hips to hold them up.

"You are skinny little thing" Devan laughed. I was kneeling staring at his cock. He smacked my face with the massive muscle. Then pushed it into my mouth. I had no idea what to do. I wasn't even experienced with girls doing this to me. I sucked and licked the tip. It tasty salty. I thought about his precum. And started to lick the sides of his cock avoiding the tip. He just stood there and let me do whatever I wanted. He eventually started to breath heavy. I knew he must be getting close and started to stroke him. He grunted as the first shot from his cock came out like a bullet hitting me in the face. He then stuffed the tip of his cock in my mouth. I gagged as he flooded my mouth with cum. It was awful. Devan picked me up. He held me my feet not touching the ground, I felt like a child.

"Lisa will help you, like she help you're friend Josh" Devan told me. He put me back down let me go rinse my mouth and clean my face before I got dressed. I don't know why but I kept Lisa's panties on wearing them under my jeans as I walked home. I laid in bed wondering why I had let Devan do what he did. I found myself getting aroused again. I shook it off and went to sleep

I woke in the morning to a text from Lisa. CAN YOU COME OVER TODAY

ABOUT 12 I responded. I got up and showered I didn't think about what had happened with Devan. I was more focused on being hopefully hooking up with Lisa.

"Hey sweety" Lisa smiled as she answered the door. I followed her inside. She led me straight to her room.

"So I heard you love big black cock" Lisa laughed.

"Who been saying that crap?" I said angrily.

"Don't sweety, I saw the video" Lisa smiled. "Now Devan would love you to be as femine as you can" Lisa held up a razor.

"Lisa I can explain" I started. She sat on her bed and waited for my explanation. "Devan forced me" I said. Lisa grabbed the remote and a video of me on my knees sucking Devon's cock started to play.

"Okay, I " I said dropping my head.

"Now Devan likes his pretty boys hairless" Lisa smiled. She had me strip. I found it exciting to be naked in front of her. She ignored it. Instead she lathered me in hair removal gel. I wanted to cry as I watched all my body hair simply wash off me and gather in the shower drain. Lisa waited for me to exit the shower. She handed me a fluffy towel. I dried myself off. Lisa handed me a pair of pink panties with little flowers and lace trim.

"They are Kathy's (her 14 year old sister) she watched as I slid them on. They fit not like the ones she had given me last night. Lisa sat me down and styled my hair. And applied makeup. Just as she finished I heard someone else was home. The door opened and in walked Josh.

Josh simple walked over to me and dropped his pants.

"It's okay Paulie, it's good practice" Lisa told me guiding my head to his cock. He was much smaller then Devan but still bigger then me. Lisa rubbed my nipples as I took Josh in my mouth.

"He doesn't even resist" Lisa said. "Not like you did" she commented to Josh. He was also hairless I realized.

"Are you going to fuck her?" Lisa asked.

"No Devan wants her virginity" Josh told her. "Maybe we should dye her hair blonde" the more they talked the more scared and excited I became.

"Lick his balls, men love their balls sucked ever so gently" Lisa told me. I did as she said. As I moved to do so I felt her hands pull my panties down. She rubbed lube against my asshole. And gently pushed her finger in. I cupped Josh's ass. As he came in my mouth. I gagged but tried to swallow his sperm.

Josh helped me up Lisa still had two fingers in my ass.

"Devan tried this shit on me. But I only let him stroke me off. I guess you just love cock. Faggot" He spat in my face.

"Don't you will make her cry" Lisa laughed. Lisa removed her fingers and pushed something harder and larger up my ass. She fixed my panties but the front was all wet.

"OH someone got really excited" Lisa laughed. She rushed out of the room and returned with fresh pair off panties. She had me change Josh sat on the bed and watched. She put a pantyliner into he baby blue panties with butterfly's all over them. She added a matching bra. She adjusted the straps. She then produced a off the shoulder purple dress it stopped mid thigh.

"Pantyhose!" Lisa said as if she remembered. And rushed back out of the room and returned rolling them up I sat as she slid them up my legs.

"Damn she looks hot, I would of fucked her years ago if I had known" Josh laughed. He grabbed my ass. Lisa added a simple necklace. And a spritz of perfume.

"These are going to be a bit tight" as she slid a pirate of heels on my feet. "Now sit and wait I am so horny now" Lisa said ripping her sweat pants off and jumping g in bed with Josh. I watched as he sucked her breasts and then fucked Lisa. All I could do was sit and watch. Josh came inside Lisa then got up.

"Get in there bitch and suck out my cum" Josh yelled. As Lisa spread her legs I could see his spank flowing out of her. Josh grabbed the back of my neck and shoved my head between her legs. I licked and sucked. I had only orally pleasured a woman once.

"She is all over the place. Baby just clean me don't worry about pleasing me" Lisa laughed. Josh smacked my ass driving the toy in my ass. I moaned so he smacked me again.

"Keep teasing him and I will have him eat your ass" Lisa told Josh. Pushing me away. She sat me back down and fixed my face. Josh laughed and left.

Lisa finished up and then led me by the hand out of the house.

"Lisa please no" I pleaded.

"Going to met up with Devan, you want to see him don't you?" Lisa continued to lead me down the street the toy in my ass gave me an erection. Lisa led me right into Devan's apartment. Devan smiled and stood up dropping his shorts. Lisa led me straight up to him. He kissed me I fell into his arms, kissing him back. He was naked and I kissed his chest.

"I want to fuck you" Devan told me. I was terrified he would split me in two. Lisa pulled my pantyhose and panties down and removed the toy. Then I heard her leave. Devan sat down and pulled me unto his lap. He held me as he guided his cock into my ass. It hurt as it started to enter my ass. He let me control the speed and depth. It hurt so much but I couldn't stop. I started to move up and down fucking myself on his cock. Devan bit my neck driving me to take even more.

"You're mine now" Devan told me in hushed tones.

"Always" I moaned. Devan stood me up. Not even removing his cock he bent me over and pushed his cock in deeper. I was crying as he did. He pumped his load into my ass. Before he pulled out his cock I collapsed. On the floor.

I woke up in a bed with satin sheets, in just my bra and panties. It was dark outside. I got up and wondered out to find Devan playing video games. My ass hurt so much I could barely walk. Devan was still naked. He motioned for me to join him I went to him he pulled me down next to him and spread his legs. I knew what he wanted and started to suck his cock. As soon as he got hard he produced a tube of lube. I lubed up his cock and he lubed my ass. Then guided me back to his lap. My ass was already hurting but couldn't say no.

I let him move me up and down on his cock.

"Everyday you are going to ride this cock" he told me kissing me. "As much as I want"

"As much as you want" I moaned as I felt his balls against my ass. He got it all inside me? I wanted this. I spent the night with Devan. In the morning Devan walked me home. I wore my dress and heels only thing I had. Devan came in with me and met my mom. My mother was shocked but pulled me into the kitchen to talk privately.

"I need him mom" I said with passion in my eyes.

"My baby got fucked good" she smiled. "He's cute too. But we need to handle this differently with your dad" my mother told me,

"I will be staying with him" I told my mother. She just nodded. And Devan took me back to his place. BOth Lisa and my mother stopped by the apartment the next few days both bringing me clothes, makeup. Mom even bought me earrings and her mother's pearls.

Lisa pierced my ears. Devan continued to train my ass, and throat. On Thanksgiving we went to my parents. I wore a purple flower print dress with 3 inch heels. I had false c cup breasts. Devan sat with my dad and watched football. I was dismissed to the kitchen. My father didn't say a word. Mom had told him but I didn't know how much. The whole family was informed ahead of time. So although I got some sideway glances. No one said a word. Devan had taught me to be quiet unless asked a question so I sat quietly. After dinner my father came up and said.

"You got a good man there" he smiled and kissed my cheek. He also didn't raise a stink when I didn't return to school instead taking some home economic classes at local trade school.

Devan paid for me to get breasts he insisted on a pair of D cups. Also had all my body hair permanently removed. My name was officially changed to Pauline and we where married at a big service 2 years later. I know Devan goes off and fucks a real woman sometimes but I never bring it up. Lisa was my matrain of honor. At my bachelorette party Lisa had me get Devan name tattooed on my ass.

[stevieschrodinger]

Eddie finds King fucking Steve Harrington crying in a bathroom. It's the last fucking thing he ever expects to see and he really, really wants to laugh about it. Really, he does.

But Steve's a perfect Omega in his perfect cheer leader get up and even with his face blotchy and red he looks fucking beautiful. And Eddie might think King Steve is a bitchy piece of work, and he might think that Steve almost definitely deserves whatever is happening to him...but Eddie's just a weak ass Alpha, and the whole bathroom reeks of distraught Omega, and Eddie finds himself saying, 'hey, man, are you like, okay-'

'Just fuck off!' Steve snarls back at him.

And, yeah.

Okay.

Eddie gets it.

Just as the door is swinging shut on him he hears Harrington shouting suddenly, 'wait! Munson! Hold on-'

So Eddie goes back in, 'yeah?'

And Steve has his wallet in his hand and is pulling out a wad of cash and is fixing to buy every pill Eddie has. Which, wierd enough to maybe clang a tiny alarm bell in Eddie's head but also, like, fuck it. This isn't his problem and Harrington's cash is as good as anyone's, 'you planning a party?'

'Sure,' Steve replies, pocketing the baggies somewhere in his cute as fuck cheer skirt, 'it'll be a rager.'

'Whatever man,' Eddie says as he leaves.

'Oh yeah,' Tommy fucking Hagan. Eddie hates him, but it's hard not to overhear, 'he cried he was so fucking desperate for it.' And all the jocks laugh.

Turns out there is a party tonight; Steves not here yet though, not as far as Eddie can see, at least. Not that he'd thought about it. Not that he was worried about the Omega, or anything. Just stupid instinct.

'It'll be the end of the cheerleading, that's for god damn sure, no Omega of mine will be walking around dressed like a slut.' And Eddie paused, deliberately stops to listen.

'Where is Harrington then, since he's so yours then?'. Some stupid moron pipes up.

'Piss off,' Hagan snaps back, 'doesn't matter where he is; that's my pup in him. He's not gonna have a choice, I'll have him bit by this time next week.'

It takes about four seconds for Eddie to put it together, and then he's running, pushing and shoving people out of the way to get out. He knows Exactly where Steve lives. He's been there to sell at a couple of parties and he probably breaks fifty speeding laws on the way over. The house is dark and no one answers and panic is truly clawing up Eddie's throat now.

He's imagining Steve dead on the floor somewhere, mouth frothing from the overdose.

He doesn't think twice about throwing himself over the back fence, Harrington had big fancy sliding doors out onto the back yard and if those are locked Eddie will just smash them-

Steve's sitting there. Just sitting there. He's got a beer and his feet are in the pool and Eddie can hear gentle splashing where he moves his feet around.

As Eddie gets closer he sees a little pile of baggies and...they all still have pills in them. Eddie's never been more relieved in his entire life.

Steve startles when he realises Eddie's there, must have been so in his own head he didn't even notice Eddie scramble over the fence.

'Hey, Steve, sorry, I just- I was- I got worried.'

Eddie crouches next to Steve, sweet Omega who smells so desolate; he hasn't even opened the beer.

'I, ah, heard Hagan, you know, he, uhm, anyway, got a little- thought I'd check on you, you know.'

Steve's voice is cool and emotionless when he answers, 'he telling everyone about my heat?'

Eddie nods, Steve snorts derisively, 'didn't even want him, just got caught out and he swore he'd use a rubber, lying fucking prick.'

'You don't have to do this, though -' Eddie starts to slide the little stack of pills away, but Steve gets him by the wrist.

'No take backs no refunds, right? That's what you tell people?'

'Well, yeah, but, I mean, I'll make an...an exception.'

'No thanks. Not like I got a lot of choices right now.'

'Steve...there...there's got to be something-'

Steve kicks a little, splashing the water. It's dark now, the stars are out, and he cranes his head back to look at them. 'I'm pupped. Without an Alpha I'll get separation sickness and all that shit. He's going to want to bite me, so my choice is let him, die to the sickness, or just do it now. And like fuck am I letting Hagan bite me, that's a fate worse than death.'

Eddie privately agrees, 'but what about, like, a different Alpha?'

Steve snorts a laugh, 'someone I know? Going against Hagan?'

And Steve is right, there's no one around who would do that; pretty much the whole school would turn on them at Tommy's whim. They'd be a social pariah; Tommy would do his best to make their life not worth living.

Fortunately Eddie knows an Alpha who is already in that position. 'What about me?'

[advisorykitty]

Hi, sorry to bother you, but I couldn’t find anything saying you weren’t accepting requests 😅, and I wanted to know if you could write another story of Nyen x reader with a golden retriever (or if you prefer, you can change the anime/breed). How did they meet? Or how was the reader "adopted"? Like, one day Luther saw the reader around and decided to take her home, and then show their reaction to seeing the reader and how they adapted to the presence of a dog.

(Sorry for the inconvenience! If you aren’t accepting requests or don’t like it, you can just ignore it ;w;", and ignore my English, it’s not my first language)

It's okay and yes my asks are open! (I should probably specify in bio ^_^) Anyway I hope you enjoy this!.

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Luther strolled through the woods, his hair softly swaying in the evening breeze as he scanned the quiet trees around him. He often came out here for the sake of clearing his mind,and to have a nice little walk but something was different.

He breathed in the coolness, his senses heightened to every sound, and through the rustling of leaves and crickets' chirping, he heard it: excited panting and the unmistakable sound of footsteps crashing through the underbrush.

Before Luther could even react, a blur of gold and white (change this if you want)bolted from the bushes, right into him. Stumbling back, Luther regained composure in a heartbeat, blinking down at the overexcited creature before him.

"Hi! Hi! Oh my gosh, are you okay?" it said, in this high-pitched voice full of unfiltered joy. It was a person, it turned out-wearing a make-do hoodie with floppy dog ears stitched in, their tail-a real one(or not)wagging furiously behind them. Their hair was gold in the fading light, and big expressive eyes were locked on Luther like he was some sort of long-lost friend. (Change this if its too oc for you but its golden retriever reader soo!)

Luther blinked, eyes taking in the scene with humor. "Oh, mein Gott," he muttered, lips tugging up in a smile. "And who might you be?"

The golden retriever-like person straightened immediately, his tail wagging even more furiously if possible. "I'm. uh, well, I don't really have a name, but I think 'Pup' works! I'm just out here running, and wow, you smell interesting!" They leaned in, snuffling at Luther curiously before stepping back with a wide grin. "Oh! And I found you! Hi!" (Pup isn't an oc I just thought saying Y/N would be wierd)

Luther chuckled, a liquid warmth ebbing into him as his eyes danced lightly on the stranger, pure radiance of joy. Rarely did he meet one so. open. About this spirit, something just absolutely piqued his interest; he could not help but feel some strange connection forming between the two.

"Hey, Pup, would you like to come home with me?" he said in an even, playful tone. "I have a warm spot, food. and a couple of friends that would just love to meet you."

The face of the golden retriever person lit up, eyes wide with excitement. "Oh my gosh! Really? You'd take me home?! I've been out here for so long, and I really love new friends!" They bounced on the balls of their feet, their tail wagging so hard it was a wonder they didn't take off like a helicopter.

Luther's smile widened. "Ja, come. I think you'll fit right in."

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Back at the House

Luther opened the door and let Pup bolt in, past him, in sheer excitement. Glow-eyed, they stared at the vast space. "Whoa! This place is huge!" they exclaimed, spinning around and gazing at every little detail-the elegant furniture, the long hallways, the quirky yet homely atmosphere of the house. Wrinkling their nose, they sniffed the air, very pleased with this all.

Nyon was the first to notice the new arrival. The Russian catman had been sitting quietly in the living room, reading one of his favorite Dostoevsky novels. At the sound of the unfamiliar voice, his ears perked up, and his eyes peeked over the edge of the book. His usually calm, sleepy expression turned into one of mild confusion as he watched Pup bounce around the room, sniffing everything in sight.

"Wha. this?" Nyon mumbled in his terrible English, looking around to Luther for an explanation.

"Ah, Nyon, this is our new friend here," Luther said as he laid a hand on Pup's shoulder as they examined the cushions of the couch. "I found them in the woods and decided to bring them home. Isn't that right, mein kleiner Hund?"

Pup nodded enthusiastically, their tail wagging once more as they grinned up at Nyon. "Hi! I'm Pup! Whoa, you look awesome! Is it alright if I sit with you?"

Nyon blinked, utterly at a loss as to how to process the quantity of joy coming off this weird, dog-like individual. "Uh. Ok?" he replied awkwardly, scooting over on the couch to allow room.

Pup immediately flopped down next to Nyon, his head coming to rest on the other's shoulder in such a way that tensed up the catman's shoulders immediately. They snuggled closer, wagging their tail as they smiled upwards at him. "You smell nice! Like books and. is that pickled vegetables?"

Nyon's face turned a slight shade of pink, as he was not used to such displays of affection, and he buried his face into his book, hiding it from view. "Da. I like pickles," he stuttered, plainly flummoxed by this over-affectionate new housemate.

While this had been going on, Nyen had been watching from the sidelines, his keen eyes furrowed as he tried to figure out the reason behind the house suddenly smelling like a wet dog. He entered into the living room, and his irritation multiplied when he saw Pup practically draped over Nyon.

"What in the hell is that?" Nyen snarled, crossing his arms as his tail lashed behind him. He looked at Pup like they were the most annoying thing to ever exist.

Pup's ears perked up as they looked over at Nyen; their eyes sparkled with joy. "Hi! You must be Nyen! Luther told me about you! Wow, you're even cooler in person!" They leapt off the couch and ran over to him, eyes wide with admiration.

Nyen pulled back, his tail going taut as Pup leaned in far too close for comfort. "Back off, mutt," he hissed, taking a step backward. "I don't like clingy things."

Pup's head cocked to one side, and he looked for one instant totally perplexed. Then his face brightened in a dazzling smile. "Oh, you're playing hard to get, huh? I get it! We're going to be best friends in no time!" He reached out and tried to hug him, but Nyen swatted their hand away with a look of pure irritation.

"Stop touching me!" Nyen snapped, low and dangerous. "And get out of my space!

Pup didn't seem to faze one whit. If anything, they only seemed to grow more resolute. "You're funny! I like you already!" they said once more as they wagged their tail and tried to scooch closer.

Nyen let out a low growl, his claws flexing as he glared at Luther. "Sir, why did you bring them. Here?"

Luther just shrugged, that amused smile still firmly in place. "I found them, and I like them. They're staying."

Pup just about glowed at the words, eyes shining with adoration as he bounded over to Luther. "Luther, you're the best! I promise I'll be a good pet!"

Luther chuckled, ruffling his head. "Ja, ja, I know you will."

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Later That Evening

Having overcome the disastrous first day, Pup had promptly made themselves at home. They had latched onto both Nyon and Nyen, though Nyen was quite displeased by this fact. The catman found himself continuously avoiding Pup's attempts to cuddle or play, while Nyon simply tolerated it with quiet patience.(Sebastian and Randal are having their own fun)

But far and away, Pup's favorite was Luther. Every time he walks in a room, that tail would start to wag so hard it is a miracle they didn't knock something over. They trailed after him around the house, his faithful shadow, helping with whatever needed to be done, even when they had absolutely no clue what they were doing.

And despite the chaos Pup brought along in their wake, Luther could not help but be taken in by their unrelenting energy and affection. It was not often that he let people get this close to him, but something about Pup made it feel. right.

As for Nyon and Nyen, well, they were still getting used to their new housemate. Time would take them to be able to accept Pup fully, but one thing was for sure: life in this house just got ten times more chaotic.

The twitch of Pup's nose told something else when an unfamiliar smell entered, somewhat like the mix between Nyen and Nyon.Curiosity was piqued, and Pup's tail had started to wag in slow motion as they followed the trail down the hall until they came upon one that was slightly ajar.

Pup peered inside. The room was simple, nothing too fancy, but what immediately caught their eye was the top bunk bed: huge, draped in dark sheets, with a small stack of pillows-looking both cozy and intimidating at once.

Pup's eyes gleamed brightly. "Gosh, that bed looks comfortable!" they whispered to themself. And without further ado, they trotted inside, bouncing onto the bed. They rolled around and their tail wagged as they nuzzled into the pillows.

"Ahhh, so soft!" Pup muttered and snuggled into the center, pulling one of the pillows closer to them. In minutes, they were already dozing off, relaxed and content in the bed that was totally foreign to them.

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Nyon, meanwhile, was making his way back toward the room. His feet padded softly on the cool floor of the hall as he hummed some old Russian song or other.

As he came closer to the room, he noticed the door was a little open. In an instant, he became guarded. He never left the door open. Slowly, Nyon opened the door more widely, his cat-like eyes scanning the room. His gaze ended on the bed, or rather, the lump in the middle of it.

"What is this?" He muttered, blurring in confusion.

There lay Pup, spread eagled in the middle of Nyen's bed. They were snoring softly, their tail draped lazily over the edge of the bed, twitching as they slept. Nyon stared for a second, unsure whether to be alarmed or amused.

"Pup?" he whispered, inching closer. He reached out and gently shook their shoulder. "You in wrong bed."

Pup stirred, blinking their eyes open sleepily. When they saw Nyon, their face lit up in a drowsy grin. "Nyon! This bed is amazing! You guys have the best room!"

Nyon sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Nyens bed. not yours. You need. to move before Nyen comes.*"

But Pup only stretched, rolling over and pulling a blanket over themselves. "Nah, it's fine. He won't mind! We're friends, right?" They gave him a sleepy smile before nuzzling themselves back into the pillows, clearly having no intention of moving.

Nyon frowned, his ears flicking nervously as he glanced at the door. "Not sure. about that."

But before Nyon had managed to coax Pup into moving, a low growl emanated from the hallway. His ears flattened as he turned his head toward the sound, and there, standing in the doorway, was Nyen. His eyes were narrowed dangerously, his arms crossed over his chest, and his tail lashed behind him like a whip.

"What. Are. You. Doing. In. My. Bed?" Nyen's voice was low, rumble of a growl, every word spoken with barely contained rage.

Pup, still blissfully oblivious to the danger they were in, sat up a little, grinning. "Oh, hey Nyen! Your bed is awesome! So comfy. Wanna join?"

Nyen's left eye twitched. His claws flexed at his sides as he stepped into the room, the air growing colder with his presence. "Get. Out. Of. My. Bed."

Pup, utterly missing the warning signs, burst out laughing. "Aww, c'mon! We can share! There's loads of room!"

Nyen's patience snapped. "OUT!

He snarled and launched himself forward; finally cluing in this wasn't a game, Pup yelped and scrambled out of the bed. "Okay, okay! Jeez, you don't have to yell!" They jumped up, barely avoiding Nyen's grasp as they ran toward the door, still grinning while running.

"This is fun!" Pup called back, his tail wagging even faster as he bolted down the hall, Nyen hot on his heels.

Nyon watched the chaos unfold from the safe inside the room. "Idiot." he muttered shaking his head as he turned to close the door behind them. "They not know what they got into."

Pup ran down the hallways, their laughter echoing as they glanced over their shoulder at Nyen, who chased them with murder in his eyes. For them, it was just another fun game of tag; for Nyen, it wasn't even close to that. His claws were out, and he wasn't holding back.

Pup rounded a corner and skidded on the turn, running even harder. "Gosh, Nyen sure is speedy!" they thought as excitement raced through them. The golden retriever in them started to take over, and instead of slowing down, their running quickened as their heart pounded with adrenaline.

The two tore across the house, then crashed into something solid. Pup yelped and tumbled to the ground in a heap. They blinked up to find themselves staring into the surprised face of Nyon, who was quite clearly minding his own affairs up until Pup charged headfirst into him.

Wait wasn't he in his room 5 minutes ago??

"Pup!" Nyon cried out, staggering back from the impact. "What you—

Pup, excited and spry, scrambled to their feet and planted a sloppy lick on Nyon's cheek without thinking. "Sorry, Nyon! Can't stop, Nyen's right behind me!" they exclaimed, darting off again and leaving Nyon standing where he was, utterly perplexed and somewhat grossed out.

"Why. they lick me?" he muttered to himself, wiping his cheek.

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Pup giggled as they continued to run around the Ivory Household, Nyen not giving up and still chasing them down-full of determination in a single-minded fashion. Every now and then, Pup would glance back and shout, "Come on, Nyen! You're so slow!" not realizing how close they were getting to being caught.

They finally stopped in the living room, huffing and puffing as if they had been running forever, but still grinning from ear to ear. They turned around, their hands upon their knees, catching breath while awaiting Nyen.

"That was so much fun!" Pup exclaimed as Nyen came into view, still glaring daggers their way. "You're really fast, Nyen! We should do that more often!"

Nyen on the other hand, looked anything but amused. His chest heaved with anger, eyes ablaze with fury as he stalked in their direction. "This isn't a game, you idiot!"

Pup blinked, finally realizing that Nyen might not have been playing after all. "Uh. Wait. you weren't.?"

He grabbed them by the collar with his claws barely grazing skin before they could even get their sentence out. "Get out of my sight before I really lose my temper."

Pup's ears folded into their head as they watched Nyen's angry face. "Oh. Uh. right. Got it!" They scrambled out of his grasp and towards the door, looking only once over their shoulder to give a sheepish grin.

Muttering as they went, "Maybe next time I should ask before jumping into someone's bed."

Luther had been standing in the hall, quietly viewing the whole scene, and he chuckled to himself now as Pup vanished around the bend. "Ah, mein pets," he said, his voice low, shaking his head. "Always so lively."

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It was one of those days in the Ivory Household, with sunlight pouring through the windows, and Pup bursting with energy, as always. After the near disaster with Nyen, they decided to leave him alone for a while. That did not mean the ideas ran dry, though. With a brilliant grin and a spring in every step, they trotted down the hallway, their tail wagging in excitement.

Their next target? Nyon.

They hadn't spent a lot of time with him since they had arrived, and Pup thought it would be fun to try. After all, he seemed far softer and quieter in comparison with Nyen, and maybe—just perhaps—they could coax him into a game or two. Besides, just how hard could it be to get a catman to play?

Pup found Nyon seated in one of the smaller rooms, perched by the window with a book in his hands. His ears flicked every so often as he turned a page, calm and peaceful surrounding him, precisely what Pup was about to cut up.

Pup burst into the room as they always did, their tail in furious waggle. "Nyon! Hey Nyon!" they called cheerily, bounding over to him. "Wanna play?

Nyon blinked slowly, his eyes lifting from his book to land on the over-excited dog-person standing in front of him. He stared for a moment, his brain processing Pup's words as his tail flicked lazily behind him. "Play?" he repeated, the thick accent making the word almost foreign.

"Yeah!" Pup nodded, undeterred by this. "Like tag, or fetch, or. I don't know! Whatever cats like to do!"

Nyon stared at them blankly, clearly confused. "Cats.?" He cocked his head, looking Pup up and down as if they were some sort of creature he'd never seen before. Which, in a way, was probably true. "I am. reading." He held up the book, as if that explained everything.

Pup's tail wagged even faster. "We could read later! Let's do something fun first!" They bounced their weight on the soles of their feet as their eyes shone with excitement. "Come on, it'll be fun!

Nyon exhaled loudly, as if he wasn't used to people having this much energy. He looked at his book longingly before he closed it with a soft thud and put it on the windowsill. "Fun. you say?" He sounded so unsure, the very concept of fun something he hadn't considered in a long time.

Pup nodded vigorously, grinning from ear to ear. "Yeah! Y'know, fun! Running around and playing games-c'mon, I'll show ya!" They didn't give Nyon time to answer but crossed the space between them and tugged him up to his feet.

Nyon's eyes widened in surprise, his tail puffing out slightly at the sudden contact. "Wait-what. what you doing?" He stumbled after Pup, feet dragging as they pulled him from the room into the hallway.

"We gonna play tag!" Pup announced, dragging Nyon along. "I'm 'it' and you gotta run! If I catch you, you're 'it'!"

Nyon's eyes went wide. "Run?

"Yeah, run! Like this!" Pup let go of Nyon's hand and darted full speed down the hallway, their laughter echoing in the house. They whipped around a corner, glanced over their shoulder to find out if Nyon was behind them.

Nyon only stood there, utterly astounded at what was happening. His ears twitched while he watched Pup run off, and for a moment, he considered returning to his book. But then there was something about Pup's irrepressible energy that tugged him along, and with a resigned sigh, he began walking after them-slowly at first.

When Pup realized Nyon wasn't exactly running, they spun around and jogged back toward him, a playful expression on their face. "Come on, Nyon! You gotta try harder than that!"

Nyon's eyes narrowed slightly. "I. do not run."

Pup grinned, tail wagging. "Not yet, you don't! But we'll change that. Ready? Tag, you're it!" They reached out and tapped Nyon lightly on the arm before dashing off again, their laughter filling the halls.

He stood there a moment longer, staring down at his arm where Pup had touched him. He didn't budge, his eyes narrowing slightly in mild confusion. "It. what is it?" he muttered to himself.

Pup, now several feet down the hall, called back to him. "You're s'posed to chase me! Come on!

Nyon let out a low sigh. "Chase." His tail flicked behind him, a slow smile creeping onto his face. "Ah, now I see." He crouched slightly, his instincts finally kicking in.

Before Pup could even have a chance to do anything, Nyon leapt into action with incredible speed, moving with fluid grace. "You run. I chase." The accent rolled across the tongue as he closed the distance between himself and Pup, eyes glinting with mischief.

Pup's eyes went wide; their heart skipped a beat as suddenly, Nyon was a lot faster than they'd expected. "Whoa! You're fast!"

They took off at full speed, their paws a blur against the floor as they tried to outrun Nyon. But Nyon was determined, his movements fluid as he closed the distance between them. "You said. run, yes?" Nyon called out, his voice teasing.

Pup giggled, the thrill of the chase making their tail wag even faster. "Yeah, but I didn't think you'd actually catch me!"

Nyon's eyes flashed bright with humor. "I catch. now what?" He was only a few feet behind them now, claws gleaming in the light as he reached out toward them.

Just about the time Pup thought they were done for, they rounded another corner—and promptly crashed straight into Luther, who had appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

"Oof!" Pup yelped, bouncing off Luther's chest and stumbling backward. Nyon skidded to a stop just in time to avoid plowing into them both.

Luther, eternally unruffled, looked down at Pup with a bemused smile. "Ah, mein liebchen," he said, his voice warm and affectionate. "What trouble are you getting into now?"

Pup grinned up at him, panting slightly from the chase. "We're playing tag! Nyon's really fast!"

Luther chuckled, eyes twinkling with amusement, as he ruffled Pup's hair. "I see. And you, Nyon, you've been drawn into this game as well?

Nyon still got his breath back gave a slight shrug. "They said run. I ran." He looked at Pup, his eyes softening just a fraction. "It. was not bad."

Luther's smile widened as he regarded them. "Ah, how sweet. My little family bonding through games." Lightly he clapped his hands together with an expression bordering pure joy. "It does my heart good to see it."

Pup's tail wagged even harder as they looked up at Luther with shining eyes. "You should come along next time! It's such a lot of fun!"

Luther chuckled, shaking his head. "Perhaps another time, mein liebchen♡. For now, I have other matters to attend to." He gave them both a fond look before turning and disappearing back down the hall.

Pup watched him go before turning back to Nyon with a wide grin. "See? I told you it'd be fun!"

Nyon gave a small smile, his tail flicking behind him. "Yes. fun." He glanced into the hallway where Luther had disappeared, then back at Pup. "You. not so bad."

Pup's eyes lit up, their tail furiously wagging at the compliment. "Aw, thanks Nyon! You're pretty great too!"

Nyon gave a quiet chuckle and shook his head in amusement. "You. are strange."

Pup beamed at him, completely unbothered. "I get that a lot.

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[ravenshavenn]

Why I think Snape is autistic

(as someone with autism and who also has other family members and friends on the spectrum)

(I don't want to generalise these are purely my observations and I hope I worded everything correctly, this is just my lil hyper-fixation dump meant for fun an not to be taken too seriously)

Firstly, Severus is always seen in his trademark long, dark robes which could be a way to cope with sensitivity to certain textures as he has clearly found something that works for him and he knows he likes, so why should he have to wear anything else?

He also keeps his hair long which could also be another sensory comfort for him as tying it up can keep it very far away from his face which short hair doesn't provide quite as well (from personal experience) or leaving it loose can create a nice feeling on a persons face or neck that some people with autism find comforting

Obviously Snape's favourite things are the dark arts and potions and he shows a deep knowledge of these subjects throughout the books and movies alike therefore these could be seen as special interests considering the amount of time and energy Severus puts into them

He's also shown to have a vast collection of various potion ingredients in jars and knows straight away that something is missing when Harry takes the Gillyweed

Severus also stims in potentially unnoticeable ways such as constantly fiddling with his hands, having his hands behind his back to clasp them together and picking apart leaves as a child

Social gatherings are clearly something that Severus finds difficult as he's not often seen at any besides supposedly mandatory events such as the Yule ball which could be because he finds them overstimulating from the noise, crowds, smells, lights, etc

Another potentially overstimulating thing for Severus could be light as he spends his time in the dungeons which aren't well lit and in other scenes where there is bright lights he immediately shuts them off such as when he takes over Lupin's defence against the dark arts lesson and also again in the prisoner of Azkaban a portrait asks him to put out his luminous spell and he complies as he walks away meaning he's just walking in the dark?! (Which is a total vibe tbh)

He's always been depicted as "strange", "wierd" or "lonely" as from his childhood Lily is his only friend and the vast majority of other characters seem to find him off putting and can't actually specify why they don't like him "the fact that he exists" but he's not shown to make much effort to expand his social circle so it seems as though he's either content with the situation or has given up on it

There is a lac of understanding shown for other peoples emotions throughout the books and movies alike for example the perceived "rudeness" towards students could definitely be a result of depression or something else but it could also be that he doesn't fully understand the impact that he has on them

Severus also experiences the "flat effect" which is when someone displays little to no facial expression, this is a trait that can be seen in autism, this is emphasised in the movies in particular but Severus in the books is also said to not show much emotion unless he's feeling incredibly extreme emotions "Don't call me a coward" for example is one of his infamous more emotional scenes but for the majority of the time his expressions aren't depicted in great detail or he simply isn't displaying any

Along with this he also has a fairly monotone voice, besides when he's extremely upset which again is a trait displayed by those on the autism spectrum

He doesn't seem to understand social rules particularly well for example he's unsure of how to communicate to Lily that she's a witch and accidentally ends up scaring her, not fully grasping that 11 year olds can't do everything he can regarding potions and becoming easily frustrated by them

Severus also clearly has a very strong sense of justice that he's willing to do almost anything to ensure is carried out such as spying for as long as he did which was definitely partly motivated by Lily but also (or I like to think) his intense black and white vision of right and wrong which Voldemort crossed when Severus fully understood everything that the death eaters stood for when they began hunting down Lily