#HE IS PERFECT!! *stims happily*

[zorishy]

Ooak Ghostbur doll

He has been transformed

[meiyudo]

mdni! NSFW

“Slow down, slow down baby” Hayden Christensen pleads through clenched teeth as he attempts to halt the fluid roll of your hips.

The corners of you mouth turned upwards as you watched him struggle under you- he was on his second orgasm of the night- but you stopped (for now).

“t’s the matter? Though you said we could follow my lead tonight” you laugh as you press your forehead against his.

His beautiful blue eyes clenched shut as you slowly rutted you hips again- usually Hayden set the pace; being the older one in the relationship- he often tended to take the lead with things.

But tonight…ohhh tonight was your night to shine.

you painstakingly dragged your hips along his; your tight pussy clenching around his throbbing cock. His breath faulted as you began to kiss down his neck while his dick sunk deeper and deeper into you.

Once you were satisfied with the depth, you quickened your pace, filling the bedroom with filthy sounds.

“Oh baby, you’re solid- are you already about to cum again?” you teased as the man under you frantically nodded his head.

He groaned and pawed at her fat of your ass as you bounced on him.

“Fuck! Slow down sweetheart” he exclaimed.

You laughed and ignored his pleas until his strong grasp held you firmly in place. You frowned at his strength (you weren’t done).

He rested his head against the headboard with his eyes shut to catch his breath. He looked perfect.

“Hayden… why’d you stop me?” you asked as you dragged your polished nails down his chest.

Still breathless he responded “didn’t wanna cum yet- wasn’t ready”.

You scoffed and swiveled your hips quickly once his grip loosened, “well i can feel your dick twitching babe- i think you’re ready” you smiled before lightly smacking his hands off of you.

“plus you said this was my night, remember?” you added as you began to ride him again.

His chest rose and fell as his synapses fired, “Fuck! Fuck please” he begged.

You quickened your pace and soon he felt his thighs begin to tremble; he was close.

With a smirk you bent down to his ear and gently nibbled on the lobe before whispering “it’s alright baby, you can let go”.

The man whimpered desperately before you sunk down on him particularly hard and he bursted inside of you. Happily you welcomed his warm seed as he emptied his drawn up balls into your tight pussy.

Once you are satisfied you slowly slid off of him, making him groan. He was breathing heavily and his brows were upturned in the most beautiful manner. You smiled and gently took his tired and blushing member into your delicate hands; he gasped at the sudden touch- he was so sensitive.

Slowly, but meticulously, you began pumping his still semi hard dick. Hayden’s body tenses up as he tried to understand what was happening.

“B-Baby, I can’t-“

You shook your head, “but you can” you responded, lining up your hole with his shiny tip.

“Oh God…baby… oh God!” he cried as you sunk back down onto him.

You kissed him tenderly as your cunt gripped into his cock; “just give me two more Hay- jus’ two more” you repeated as you clawed at his toned back

*sub hayden? ummm yes pls… over stimmed too?!

[fear-is-truth]

Hi i dont know if requests are open or not feel free to ignore this if you are busy!

I was wondering if you could do Evans with an autistic reader? You have the best writing ever and am sure whatever you write will be amazing

I receptly got diagnosed with autism and am starting to get used to it but the hardest part of all haves been finding people who accepts me this way or finding representation and i thought it would be comforting to read your writing about something like this

Have a good days and take care!♡

⋆𐙚 ₊ the evans x autistic reader .ᐟ

ft. tate langdon ‧ kit walker ‧ frat!kyle spencer ‧ james patrick march ‧ cult leader!kai anderson ‧ peter maximoff ‧ colin zabel ‧ warren lipka

a/n: enjoy, pookie !!

⟢ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐍.

tate would rely on how you explain your experiences and base his reactions on that. If you mention sensory sensitivities, he’d attempt to avoid triggers—but sometimes he fucks up.

he would appreciate your bluntness or literal way of speaking. especially when you’re talking about morbid stuff.

if you have hyperfixations or special interests, tate would listen to you super intently, because he loves seeing you passionate about something.

if anyone belittled you or made ignorant comments, tate wouldn’t even hesitate to lash out (verbally or worse) in your defense.

⟢ 𝐊𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑.

he would approach your autism with patience and a strong desire to learn how to support you better.

he would genuinely value the way you see the world, often marveling at your unique insights or the connections you make. “i never would’ve thought of it that way. that’s incredible.”

kit would happily adapt to your routines or help you stick to them. if you liked having breakfast at the exact same time every day, he’d join you.

if you ever feel self-conscious about your traits, kit would be the first to remind you that they make you who you are and that he adore every part of you.

he’d be great at recognizing when you’re overwhelmed or anxious.

would fully support your interests, even if they’re niche or kinda obscure.

⟢ pre death .ᐟ 𝐊𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑.

kyle would never see your autism as a challenge; instead, he’d see it as part of what made you special. he would be endlessly supportive and sweet.

when you had a meltdown, kyle would stay super calm and be there for you in any way you needed. he’d hold you if you wanted or just sit nearby.

if anyone judged you or made rude comments, he would be the first to defend you.

he’d think your stimming was adorable. he’d play with your fidget toys or pick up new ones when he saw them in stores.

if you struggled with social interactions, kyle would subtly guide you without making you feel embarrassed. later in private, he’d quietly explain someone’s tone if it confused you.

if you were overwhelmed by sensory input, he would guide you to a quiet place or shield you from crowds.

⟢ 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇.

james is a stickler for his own routines but would seamlessly incorporate yours. if you needed structure, he’d find ways to create schedules that align with both your needs.

he would literally, in his pretentious fake brahms accent, tell you that he finds your mind “simply fascinating.”

being detail-oriented, he would quickly notice if certain stimuli upset you. the perfect lighting, temperature, or ambiance tailored to your liking.

if you liked eating the same thing every day, he’d have mrs evers serve it on the finest china, him saying, “consistency, my dear, is the backbone of sophistication.”

⟢ cult leader .ᐟ 𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍.

kai would scoff at the label, dismissing it as just another way society tries to put people in boxes. he’d say something condescending like, “you’re not autistic; you’re just you. stop letting woke leftists try to define you.”

but deep down, he’d be fascinated by the way your mind works. even though your honesty and blunt nature would annoy him, especially if it challenged his authority or poked holes in his ideas.

if you had a special interest or hyperfixation, kai would find a way to exploit it. he’d definitely rope you into doing something for him.

he would be visibly irritated with any stimming behaviours you had, like rocking or fidgeting. he’d snap at you, “can you stop that? it’s distracting.” over time, he might learn to tolerate it—or not.

during one of your sensory overloads or meltdowns, he’d get visibly frustrated, telling you that, “you need to get your shit together.” but eventually, kai would just leave you alone to work through it.

would intentionally push you into situations that he knows make you uncomfortable, framing it as a way to “toughen you up.”

⟢ 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐅𝐅.

peter would absolutely adore every aspect of you, including your autism. he’d constantly remind you how fascinating your mind is.

if you had a hyperfixation, peter would dive right into it with you. whether it was a niche video game, a tv show fandom, or collecting random objects, he’d get so into it just to make you happy. he’d joke, “so, when do i get to be the world’s second-best expert on this? after you, of course.”

peter wouldn’t be fazed by your bluntness or honesty—in fact, he’d find it super relatable because he’s just as blunt as you. “finally, someone who just tells it like it is. you’re my kinda person.”

if anyone mocked or misunderstood you, peter would use his superspeed to tie their shoelaces together or give them a wedgie.

⟢ 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐙𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋.

whatever you were hyperfocused on, colin would be your biggest fan. whether it was a niche topic or a hobby, he’d ask questions and letting you infodump. if it was something like a favorite tv show fandom, he’d take the time to binge every season and try to impress you with his knowledge.

colin would pay attention to the little things that made you comfortable and surprise you with them. for instance if you liked soft fabrics or weighted blankets, he’d go the extra mile to find them for you.

⟢ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐊𝐀.

warren might occasionally fuck up and say the wrong thing, especially if he didn’t fully grasp your sensory needs. but he’d sincerely apologise and try to make it up to you.

he would get a kick out of your bluntness, especially since he’s not exactly a fan of sugarcoating himself.

disclaimer: i did a lil research on autism but i’m still not totally sure if i got it right >.<

 fear-is-truth 2024 — all rights reserved. do not modify, repost, translate, or plagiarise my content.

[specialagentlokitty]

Shaun Murphy x Male!reader - perfect

Male reader Anon. Could I please request Shaun from the good doctor x Male reader with “There’s no such thing as perfection.” “Yes there is. You.” from your 2024 part 2 prompt list and "Your eyes are really pretty"? Of course you don't have to write this and take as long as needed if you do :) - Anon💜

Shaun wasn’t the most affectionate when it came to relationships, he didn’t understand social cues or how to read people very well, but you accepts that part of him.

You accepted every part of him and that’s one of the reasons he enjoyed being with you, because he didn’t have to try so hard to hide any part of him.

You accepted him for all his traits, everything that made him who he was.

You let him stim, and were patient, giving him all the time he needed.

At the moment you were at his apartment trying to fix his sink the way he liked it and he sat next to you, holding the torch up for you so you were able to see what you were doing.

Shaun was telling you about his day at the hospital, about the surgery he was part of, he was excited as he recalled every moment of the procedure.

Every so often you would ask him questions about something, and he would happily sit there and tell you about it or explain it to you so you were able to understand it better.

As he talked, he was staring at you, or more specifically the way your eyes seemed different under the torchlight.

He wasn’t good at eye contact, so he’d never directly looked at your eyes but while you weren’t looking at him he found himself studying them.

"Your eyes are really pretty.” He suddenly said.

This made you pause for a moment, but you didn’t take your eyes off what you were doing, you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable or overwhelmed.

But the comment did make you smile a little bit as you carried on working.

“You really think so?” You asked.

“Yes I do. I like them.”

You smile a little more.

“I like you eyes too, and your smile, and how excited you get about work.”

Shaun leant forward a little bit as you spoke.

Getting out from under the sink, you rest your arm on your knee as you smile softly at him.

“Why do you like me so much even though I’m autistic? People never like me that much because of it.”

“I love everything about your Shaun.”

You take the flashlight from him, turning it off and setting it on the ground while he wraps his arms around himself as he looks around his kitchen.

“You’re just perfect.”

Shaun shakes his slightly.

“There’s no such thing as perfection.”

You smile a little more as you look at him.

“Yes there is. You.”

Shaun glances at you before looking away again, but the softest of smiles grace his face and he hesitantly reaches out, patting the top of his head.

He wasn’t the biggest fan of physical affection, but he did often pat the top of your head, and you knew it was his way of telling you he loved you

[nanamissuit]

Aaa I just discovered your blog with the Kon Kon and reader with autism—my heart ;u;

is it possible to ask for a part 2 of that, if that’s ok! Maybe like early stages of König and his partner but maybe the reader has also never experienced a romantic relationship?

so sorry if this is odd or anything ;3; I hope you’re having a great day and staying hydrated!!

His love - König 2

Pairing: König x Autistic!GN Reader

Warnings: Gun mention,Fluff

Boyfriend!König Who has had eyes on you before he even knew your name, he found you so intriguing. When he finally built the courage to ask for your name and number you gave it to him.

Boyfriend!König Who notices very early on that you don’t really understand his flirting and some of his jokes so he makes his best efforts to make it extremely obvious to you so you’re not confused.

Boyfriend!König Who is so excited when you finally pick up on his hints. He asked you out on a date and you happily accepted. 

Boyfriend!König Who listens to all your little rambles on your first date no matter what it was about just because he loved hearing your voice and you being so interested in something, but that’s when the topic of relationships came up.

“Yeah so I’ve never had a serious relationship, my autism kinda gets in the way is what I’m told.” “People are douchebags Schatz you’re perfect. I promise your autism isn’t an issue. I’ll love you no matter what.”

You smiled at his statement and when the date was over you invited him to your house for a little movie date. He remembered the movie you talked about at dinner and immediately put it on for you just so he could see you get all excited, and that's when he first learned about your stimming and he was so in love.

Boyfriend!König Who buys you loads of flowers and you’re not used to all the kind treatment he shows you so you get embarrassed and just say, “Thank you Kon Kon.” Which is a nickname you gave him early on because you thought it would suit him.

But one day you slowly understand the flowers and you start giving him kisses on the cheek instead, and his face gets all red and he has to pretend that didn’t just make his heart all fuzzy and warm.

Boyfriend!König Who makes sure you understand his jokes and humor. He makes sure that no one around you makes fun of you either because you can’t quite understand the difference in sarcasm and seriousness.

Like for example someone called you dumb and that was sarcasm so he looked at you and just said “Sarcasm.” And you nodded but one time someone called you annoying and he said “Seriousness” And you got upset and he punched them.

Boyfriend!König Who remembers all your hyperfixations and buys things that are related to whatever you like, whether it be a book, action figure, album, tapestry, etc. He’s bought it for you. 

Boyfriend!König Who lets you have designated times alone so you can regroup and calm down. If you ever go to his base and someone dares to bother you during that time? 10 Laps and 30 Pushups. He wants his love to be able to calm down after a long day of loud noises and annoying people.

Boyfriend!König Who lets you do his skincare, makeup, nails, or even hair. Whatever you wanna do he lets you. He has no problem embracing his feminine side a bit. 

Boyfriend!König Who lets you pick out every song in the car if you go on a road trip just because he loves to see that little smile and adores you when you get all happy over something small.

Boyfriend!König Who has let you touch his guns with the safety lock on. You have no idea how many people he’s killed with that but you find it so fascinating he just has them. He smiles whenever you observe them and ask questions about them. 

Boyfriend!König Who orders food to the house instead of going out because you hate loud surroundings and crowded ones you despise so he’ll order whatever food you’re craving just because. He’ll even feed it to you if you asked him to. And he makes sure to use the right spoon,knife,and fork so you’re not uncomfortable.

I really like this HC sm RAHHHH<3

[thedemonknownasbilly]

hi :))

i was wondering if you could write some headcanons of the ineffable husbands x an autistic reader?

thank you sm<33

A Wonderful Addition

I was already making this as a very self indulgent HC and someone requested it, I love you nonny /p

Using some of my special interests because it goes with the mini plot.

You are the only person allowed in the bookshop on a regular basis. Aziraphale adores you.

But the very first time, you had walked in very quietly, gave the angel a friendly wave and sat yourself in the coziest, farthest corner.

At first Aziraphale was wary but you never stole from him or caused him trouble so he let you be.

He started glimpsing into your special interests when he saw you repeatedly going after books on snakes, mythology, and space.

“Excuse me sir,” you hadn’t made eye contact with him, and he didn’t mind it. “Do you have any more on this?” You asked pointing to the book you had finished. Unfortunately he did not, but he promised to try and get some more in just for you.

“Wait, who’s that?” Crowley asked one day when he saw you, “how long have they been there?”

Aziraphale told him your name and said that you’d been in that spot for many of their conversations. “I believe they may have what the humans call, autism. They rather adore snakes and some of your old creations.” The angel said with a knowing smirk, causing Crowley to grin and go upstairs to the Angel’s flat so he could change forms without you noticing.

“Oh, hi,” you said to the red and black snake that was coming up the side of the chair, “are you cold?” And with that you’d open your hoodie for him to slither in. Crowley knew you’d two would get along just fine as he nestled into your warmth.

You had confirmed your diagnosis with them months later after properly meeting Crowley and getting to know them both.

Crowley doesn’t wear his glasses around you, a sign of trust but also because he knows it makes your day to see the serpentine eyes.

They’d notice if you’d try to repress your stims, gently tapping your hand to remind you that you didn’t have to do so.

Crowley started keeping a pair of noise cancelling headphones in Bentley for you to use whenever the noises of London and his car were too much.

Aziraphale would happily keep his pantry stocked with your favorite snacks and foods, and always had your drink made perfectly.

You heard Crowley fussing at Aziraphale for changing Bentley to yellow and joined in with the demon. “Change her back, ‘Zira! She’s sleek black, you have enough yellow between this bookshop and Crowley’s eyes!”

That was also how Crowley realized the bookshop yellow was a perfect match to his eyes.

Meltdowns couldn’t always be helped, they knew that, and so they were involved and as helpful as they could be to reassure you and help you self regulate, never resorting to miracles to speed anything up.

You find that Aziraphale’s direct way of speaking certainly helps you to understand everything, even when they were talking about False Armageddon or the Second Coming.

Hell have mercy should anyone try and mock you or taunt you for your special interests. Crowley towering over you like a very protective dragon and Aziraphale holding your hand (should you allow such) to help you stay grounded.

Crowley tries to join you and Aziraphale for baking but really he’s only good at kneading the dough, and you’re perfectly okay with that because sticky dough is not a nice texture.

Overall, they take interest in you, listen and cling to every word, show you that it’s okay to stim around them, it’s okay to have meltdowns, they still love you just how you are, and not one of them would change a thing about you.

[cherry1232]

Hi!!! If you don’t feel up to it you can ignore this (your writing is so good but you need to take care of yourself first and foremost! )

Would you be willing to write headcannon or about the rise boys with a s/o who likes dressing girly? Like sun dresses and lipgloss and enjoys doing their hair. And when they start dating they’d buy a dress in the boys color and is really excited to show them.

Of course!! I meant to publish a request yesterday!! But forgot due to college life!! So, this is an I'm back post!! By the way, I will be publishing one request a week! This is kind of how I dress, love wearing dresses, wearing makeup, and doing my hair! Come ride the fluff choo choo train!! Also thank you so much for your compliment on my writing!! And don't worry, I do take care of myself!!

LEONARDO

Leonardo knew you loved dressing up, wearing makeup, and doing your hair, unlike April who was more of a tomboy, and had more of a sporty aesthetic, you had more of a cottage core mixed with a vintage aesthetic, wearing dresses rather than pants as it gets hot rather quickly.

You typically bought a dress once a week, so he often tagged along for the adventure, due to him wanting to tag along so often, you went shopping in the hidden city to look for either new accessories, clothing, or makeup that is friendly towards human skin.

So, when you found the perfect dress to wear to your date that was happening tomorrow, Leonardo was not there, and it was perfect since you wanted it to be a surprise, it was white with blue flowers and birds (I actually have a dress exactly like it), it was gorgeous. So, you bought it.

Leonardo stared, as you showed off your new dress, it complimented the curves you had, and despite wearing a tank top underneath it (since you don't like showing your boobs, believe me, I don't either lmao), he kept staring during the entirety of the date.

DONATELLO

Unlike Leonardo, Donnie hated shopping, it was exhausting, and quite overstimulating sometimes with the loud noises, so he often stayed home, and you would text pictures of what you got; he did shop with you every now and then when you were shopping during the quieter hours of the day.

He also knew how much effort you took into getting ready for the day, you would spend a good two hours just getting ready, which included doing your hair, makeup, and getting dressed. It gave you time to wake up and get used to the business of the family day, you visited every Friday and often spent the night.

It was also that day when you wanted to find a dress for your one-year anniversary with Donnie that thankfully he couldn't shop with you, it was a lavender dress that didn't show too much and didn't have that elastic waistband that you detested, it was a sensory thing.

Donnie had heard from you that you felt like you were being squeezed with that waistband. You were so stoked to find the dress, Donnie would be impressed finding that lovely lavender dress. He started to stim happily when he saw you in that dress, he knew that dress needed to be worn every anniversary date, so it hung ever so happily in your closet.

MICHELANGELO

Mikey, like Leonardo, loved shopping with you, he was sort of your personal stylist, and little bodyguard when men would start flirting with you, so it's like a package deal when it came to those sorts of things.

He knew how much you took getting ready seriously, you would always get dressed and would always do your hair and makeup after eating, cooking, or baking with Mikey, these dresses were often gifts from your grandmother and mother that were passed down each generation. So thankfully you were pretty girly.

So, the day that it was pizza night, Mikey didn't come with you, you wanted the dress to be a surprise for him, because you nearly had every color in your wardrobe, except for orange, which not only frustrated you but also him.

So you were pretty excited to find the dress that was sunset orange, every other dress was colored like that bright fluorescent, highlighter orange dress, you nearly ran Donnie over, racing over to Mikey, yanking out that sunset colored dress, "Hey Mikey!! I finally found it!!" You had said, both pumping your fists in the air.

RAPHAEL

Raphael was... the rough houser, ambushing his siblings basically everywhere, but made sure not to hurt you or his younger brothers, especially when you were all dressed up, he didn't want to face that smite again when he got mud all over you and your dress, it took you and Donnie nearly four hours to get all the mud out. That's almost as long as you take getting ready for the day. You wake up at like 5 am so you're all dolled up!

He never came with you to shop for new clothes, makeup, or accessories for your hair or jewelry, so he was surprised to see them tried on when you got home. He was always nervous about breaking something, which I don't blame him, the first attempt at shopping with you, he was like a bull in a China shop.

So you shopped with April, who liked shopping with you, she got a dress every now and then but preferred wearing jeans and a T-shirt, but today was pretty special, it was your birthday date with him, so you needed to find a red dress, but every single one looked like that red homecoming dress from freshman year.

So when you found that gorgeous wine-red dress, you showed off your prize so proudly, Raph was often the quiet cheerer, but on the inside, he was stoked that you finally found a red dress that you can wear every now and then for special days.

[a-vibing-potato]

A List of some Oddly Specific things I love about Polly's return in episode 41 of HFTH because he's my favorite character and I don't know what to do with this obsession

Polly standing on top of the game table WHILE a game of cards is in progress

The imagery of charred poker cards fluttering in every direction is *chef's kiss*

HIS HORNS ARE NOT ONLY SHOWING THEY'RE BURNING (He's not worried about the Industry anymore!)

Messy hair [he doesn't care about being so perfect and stiff :)]

His eyes shining (once again, he's not worried about the Industry anymore and is actually showing his emotions and doesn't feel bad about it!)

*bows to the people whose card game he interrupted while STILL on the table*

"Did you miss me?"

Mort wanting to flip a table and hug Polly (same bud, same) but he can't so he just bounces happily in his chair (stims <3)

Yaretzi hugging Polly so hard that she knocks someone over and lifts Polly off the ground

"Unhand me, you're ruining my grand entrance!" (and he laughed this, I don't think he's ever laughed before bc he was so stiff and professional)

'Polly descended the table with a hop'

The "Totally Not Gay" way of sitting by draping himself over a chair. I don't even know what that looks like.

"I'm so happy to find you both... alive," (Same Polly, same)

Polly being shooketh to his very core that a bird was useful for once

"WhAt Do yOu HAvE tHaT's PiNk?"

"In the morning, I'll have an existential crisis and a hangover," (This is now my favorite Polly quote, and I can't wait to use it in everyday conversation)

And last but not least, THEY'RE A FAMILY. finally :))))

Something bad's gonna happen now, isn't it.

[amyyythestarry]

Thoughts On The New TBHK Chapter!

So.

The new chapter was a huge rollercoaster.

I’ve been happily stimming for hours and I will continue doing so.

It’s always so shocking when Tsukasa just appears out of nowhere. Like Nene and Hanako’s times have been stopped, they are frozen, don’t know what to do and are scared. Can’t breathe blink move twitch, nothing-

AND THEN BOOM, MAKE WAY FOR THE BEAUTIFUL BOY TSUKASA!!

He always appears when it’s Nene and Hanako too now, like that one scene where Hanako was comforting Nene about the near death thing ( I don’t feel like pulling up the chapter number or anything but hopefully you get what I’m talking about ).

Tsukasa is explaining the whole end for Kamome thing, like instead of ‘end of the world’ it’s only Kamome right now, since everyone is going to be stuck in time while the world moves on without them. Like with the red house, how its time is far different from the outside world. It has nothing to do with what is going on in the world, it’s just to itself.

Again, It still is kind of surprising to see Tsukasa so casual about this.

He keeps smiling, fiddling with the things that used to be in the clock, just explaining away without a care in the world.

He is the most idgaf person I’ve ever seen somehow.

He also doesn’t know what neither Hanako or Nene is thinking, he doesn’t know if they are going to save the day or not. Usually that is what they do, and Tsukasa sees that all the time as their ‘arch nemesis’. But right now, they are stuck and helpless.

He’s excited by the unpredictable-ness that’s going on. Tsukasa has done a lot of stuff on and off the camera, either impulsively or stuff that is totally in his control, or what he knows of. But that’s not the case here, because everything is going down, and the main protagonist don’t know how to go about it.

I love how Tsukasa is just admiring all of this. His brother and Nene frozen in time, admiring both of their expression, trying to guess what their thinking.

Sitting cross cross apple sauce in front of the main main protagonist. The hopeful one, the one that always finds a way around terrible outcomes, ever since the show began.

He wonders what she’s gonna do, since she has so much power over everything, can actually change the story and strategize and bend the story how she pleases.

( I think Tsukasa knows that somehow, someway, once Nene knows Sakura is up to no good she’s definitely going to find a way to twist Sakura’s plan around. Totally admirable personality. Tsukasa is intrigued. )

I wonder if he’s also thinking about what to do, what to do now that the main characters are stuck and helpless. What to do. Maybe he’s thinking if this is his chance to-

I feel like this wasn’t done for no reason. Like, not just to mess with Amane, since he can’t do anything about it. Maybe not to just see someone’s reaction.

I feel like he has planned this beforehand. Not the end of Kamaome thing, not Hanako and Nene being stuck so badly. The kiss.

I feel like he just popped up, saw that his brother and his brother’s assistant were totally frozen stiff, and was like “Oh, wait a second, this is totally a perfect time to do what I’ve always wanted!!”

Because one thing about Tsukasa is that he’s so into romance if you think about it.

He’s always gazing at people fall in love with others. The Kamome students, adults, everyone.

I feel that he is fascinated by it.

He’s always asking for a kiss from his assistant ( Seeing that Amane kissing his assistant all the time ). Always asking people if they are dating the other, like Nene with Hanako or Kou with Mitsuba and Nene.

Tsukasa probably always wonders about romance. Romantic stuff, ect.

He’s probably saw Amane always kissing, teasing, being romantic with his assistant, and thinks that he should also be that way with Sakura.

But seeing Sakura not wanting to be that way. Like, hmm, then who else to be romantic with??

He’s probably been planning this. This was something he’s been waiting for, his opportunity to be with Nene, kiss her like his brother does, and get all giddy about the fact that HE WAS ABLE TO DO IT!

HE WAS ABLE TO BE ROMANTIC!!!

YAY, HE DID IT. Applause, applause 👏🏽 👏🏽!

He was actually excited too 😭.

Pulls away from the kiss, takes a mili-second to process what he’s just done. AND GETS EXCITED!

Flapping his hands for a minute, “I KISSED HER, I KISSED HER OMMMGGGGGG-“

Totally how he was feeling.

Him, Tsukasa, reacting to his actions like this is totally rare. Has never seen this before.

Again, he does this a lot, he does a lot of things in his lifetime and after-lifetime.

We’ve never seen him get so excited about what he’s done though. He always expects it to go smoothly, always determined he can do something.

But get flustered my the fact that he actually was able to do it, do something he’s never been able to do before, happy stimming and everything reflecting on his actions like this??? This is new.

This was definitely planned.

It’s like when your friend wants to talk to their crush, wants to do something with someone they admire. Then preps for it like, forever, but never does it.

AND THEN FINALLY DOES IT.

And is extremely happy the they were so brave.

Applause for the braveness Tsukasa.

He’s never been romantic with anyone before, and when he finally does it, BUTTERFLIES AND SQUEALS! HORRAY FOR TSUKASA!!

So proud.

Also, he definitely wants Nene to be his assistant for something. This is probably the start of the Tsunene era. Like, Tsukasa will finally show he his and Amane’s past, and Nene will definitely try to do something.

She still had that rocket key too, from the early chapters where she walks in on Amane crying, he drops his keys, and she takes them.

I feel like Tsukasa is planning on Nene to do something about the key, he probably knows she had it. Because in the tea party arc, he totally just come out of nowhere, kidnaps her, has a nice little tea party and then sends her to another place. The everywhere and nowhere place.

I feel like he planned to sent her there to go to that door where she finds the key. He’s smart, he can actually do stuff and do it logically, do stuff smartly, have it planned out precisely.

Hanako is absolutely speechless. And his hakujoudais are worried.

He wasn’t even able to fully see what was going on! He just knows, somehow, Tsukasa’s face was close to Nene’s. Heard the “mwah” and was like WHATTTT??? WHAT IS GOING ON, I CAN’T SEE!!!????

He knew something was going on, he knew they were kissing, but he couldn’t see it! So sad.

His hakujoudai is also just as surprised. They circle around him, wondering if he’s ok.

It’s always funny to see his hakujoudai react to something. I feel like they are their own things, their own entity. They have feelings? They can react to things however they please.

Honestly I wish Tsukasa’s kokujoudai did that. I’ve never seen them react to anything! Not in their own way, not sweat, beam, anything!

I wish I could see that.

AKANE BRO 💀.

HE ALWAYS LOOKS SO FUNNY, SO REALISTIC!

He reacts to things so realistically, he’s so funny, the funniest character in TBHK!

“Hey, um, no.7 wtf is wrong with you?”

The blank face and everything, seeing one of the strongest supernatural he’s ever met cry, can’t move and utterly helpless.

Priceless reaction. Akane never fails to make me laugh.

But Hanako is also funny.

The way he’s just crying over something like this.

His brother kissed and stole his assistant, and he cries, not being able to do anything about it.

It’s funny because, it’s nothing terrible!

It’s not gruesome, like he’s seeing one of his friends getting ripped apart limb by limb. It’s nothing tragic, like Nene finally dying.

It’s Tsukasa stealing Nene away, claiming she’s his assistant now.

That’s what to cry about.

So sad.

And the fact that they are literally stuck in time and so will every other person in Kamome soon. And he’s left alone, lonely, without Nene. And Nene is with Tsukasa. Hanako must be thinking that he’s now lonely forever. Not Kou, Tsukasa, Nene, not even Mitsuba will be with him at the end of Kamome.

Hanako’s just shook, absolutely flabbergasted, bewildered. Nobody would have guessed his younger brother would be so romantic like that, and he is now. But it was so shocking!

So unpredictable!!

This scene will be the most surprising scene of all TBHK. To me at least.

I’ve never reacted to any other scene in TBHK the way I reacted to this.

Instead of trying to sue Aidalro just because a 13 year old boy had finally gotten a kiss. Aidalro needs more than a congrats. They should get the biggest hug ever.

This was so unpredictable and exhilarating. To me at least. And all the other Tsunene shippers. Let us be happy please 😭.

AND ALSO. Tsukasa mentions back in the day Amane used to try fixing the clock! And then explains that whoever gets the power of the clock, they can control the time in Kamome.

Was Amane trying to control the time, and why?

Bravo Aidalro!

[sonicstalker123]

Korekiyo x Autistic!Oblivious!Reader

✨female pronouns are used✨

Korekiyo and Y/N are sitting on a bench together, watching the leaves fall from the trees.

Y/N starts to point at some of the leaves. “Look at that one, Kiyo!!! It’s red! And that one! It’s orange!!!” Y/N happily giggles and stims by clapping her hands. Korekiyo laughs. “Yes, I think they’re very pretty t—“ he gets interrupted bc he notices that Y/N has Kiyo in a gentle embrace. He blushes like crazy.

“Y-Y/N? This is a-a little unexpected.” Korekiyo says as he secretly grins. “I got cold because I forgot my jacket back at the Academy. At least I have my anime hat though. A-And it gave me an excuse to give you a hug. I… I needed warmth.”

Korekiyo is speechless for a moment. Then slowly wraps his arms around Y/N. Y/N giggles.

A particularly powerful breeze flows, causing Korekiyo’s hat to fly away. “Hey, wind, give that back!!! That’s my boyfriend’s hat! Not yours..! Gimme the hat!” Y/N yells, chasing after the hat. People start to stare at Y/N, but she doesn’t even notice.

Korekiyo watches Y/N chase after the hat and is amused. “This is so amusing… seeing her chase down my hat. I have never seen her do something like this before. I hope she doesn’t get herself injured. Last week, she tripped going up the stairs to visit me and her knee was bruised for a while. Kirumi would often ask about the bruise until she noticed that it was gone.”

✨time to switch to Y/N✨

“Hmmm, I remember seeing the hat fly this way, but I don’t see it.” She looks around and finds it hanging on a tree branch. “Ah, perfect! Now how the hell am I supposed to climb this damn tree?! I’ll try to reach for the branch to shake the hat off.”

She tries reaching for it and quickly gives up. Y/N then starts jumping in the air, in hopes of grabbing onto the tree to get this hat onto the ground.

✨switch to Korekiyo✨

“It’s been a long time, surely she’d be back now? I should’ve gone with her to help. I suppose I should go look for her.” Korekiyo stands up and starts to look around.

A person sees Korekiyo. “Man, did you see that stupid girl yelling at the wind? Like, who does that?” They say with a smug expression.

“That ‘stupid girl’ you were mentioning is my GIRLFRIEND. She is very smart, I’ll have you know. She’s unique and very sweet. In fact, the only stupid person…. is YOU.” Korekiyo menacingly responds with his eyes literally glowing.

“Ugh, you’re creepy, I’m walking away now so you don’t, like, put a curse on me or something.” The person responds, sounding annoyed and defeated.

Korekiyo sighs and goes back to looking for his girlfriend. He can hear a faint “hey, tree, drop that hat!!!” in the distance. He softly chuckles to himself. “There she is.”

He continues to walk closer to her and starts to smile. “There you are, dearest. I’m sorry, I should’ve went with to you to get my—“ he realizes that Y/N isn’t hearing him and she keeps yelling at the hat and keeps jumping. “I gotta get this hat!!! I promised!!!”

He walks up to her and smiles and laughs a bit on the inside. ‘She’s so cute.’ He thinks to himself and just effortlessly shakes the tree branch, causing the hat to fall while Y/N jumps up and grabs the hat. “YES!!! Got the hat! Now time to get back to— KOREKIYO??” She runs towards him, happily crying and joyfully tackles him to the ground.”

Like this:

“I tried my best to get the hat, I really did!! I missed you! Sorry it took so long to catch your hat… I really suck at looking for things and I tend to get a little stupid and yell at things that can’t even talk, like… hats… and trees… and… the wind.” She covers her face in embarrassment.

Korekiyo blushes and laughs. “Y/N, dearest, it’s alright. I promise. I’m not upset with you or anything. You have actually made me really happy. Your determination knows no bounds.”

Y/N is quiet and starts to actually cry. “Kiyo, I… I’m so stupid… I do stupid things without even realizing it. I know I just said that, but I just realized how dumb I can be.” She sits on the ground and nervously starts to stim.

“My dear, you’re not stupid, you’re the smartest person I know. Your eyes sparkle when you’re talking about your favorite things. It always makes me happy. I love to see you infodump about things.” He pulls her into a gentle embrace. “Can we go back home? It’s getting more chilly and I heard that a new fireplace was installed. I… would like to drink some hot cocoa and sit in front of the fireplace. Best thing is that it’s indoors.” Y/N asks, wiping the tears from her face.

Korekiyo puts his hat back on his head and nods. “Let’s go home. This fireplace you keep mentioning sounds nice.”

Eventually the two make it home. “Is it alright if I prepare some cups of warm lavender tea? It looks like you’re mentally exhausted. And lavender tea may help you. I’ll prepare it the way you like too!” Korekiyo asks. Y/N nods and smiles.

[arecaceae175]

Authenticity Ch. 22: Vocal Stim

Summary: Wild, Hyrule, and Four are foraging for mushrooms. Wild expresses his excitement with vocal stims.

615 words, fluff. For requests made by Inessen and TenacityShades on AO3.

Warnings: brief mention (like, two sentences) of ableism and Wild being forced to hide his autistic traits. It’s mentioned in relation to his time as a knight Pre-Calamity

“Is this one good?” Four asked, pointing at a growth of mighty thistle.

Wild hopped over and knelt down next to Four. “Hm. It is, but it won’t work in the soup or the risotto. We need more mushrooms. That’s mighty thistle. It grows in fields and plains, mainly. If I cook it right, it helps my attacks do more damage for a while. Flora isn’t quite sure how it works, but she thinks it has something to do with increasing the adrenaline or the muscle tone, or something.” 

“Are you going to take it anyway?” Four asked with a smirk. He was very familiar with Wild’s collecting habits. 

“I’m gonna take it anyway,” Wild said as he plucked the flowers from the plant. “It’s pretty abundant around here, so it’s fine to take as much as we find.”

Four nodded then got back to his feet to resume their search. Wild followed, bouncing on his toes happily. He loved foraging. 

“Shroom, shroom, shroom,” Wild said as he bounced. 

“Wild, over here!” Hyrule called. Wild rushed over to Hyrule and found him kneeling over a thick growth of Hylian Shrooms. 

“Shrooms!” Wild exclaimed as he knelt down. 

“Shrooms,” Hyrule echoed with a nod. 

Wild inspected the mushrooms to make sure they were good to eat. They looked perfect for harvesting, so Wild picked them and added them to the growing pile in his bag. 

“Nice,” Hyrule said. 

Wild jumped to his feet and flapped his hands happily. Foraging was so much fun!

“Shrooms!” Wild said. 

“Shrooms,” Hyrule echoed again. “That’s so fun to say.”

“Shrooms!” Wild agreed. 

Sometimes Wild got a sound stuck in his mouth. It didn’t happen very often, but when it did, he would find himself repeating the sound over and over and over. When he’s upset and gets stuck on a sound, making the sound helps him calm down. Most of the time, though, the sounds get stuck when he’s happy. Making the sounds helps him feel the happy feelings, and share his happy feelings with the world. 

Wild remembered clearly the first time a sound got stuck in front of Flora. They were in Lurelin helping a fishing crew clean their catch for a feast. Wild was repeating the word fish. Flora stared at him for a long time, then smiled widely and joined in. 

Later, she explained that Wild only ever did repetitive sounds in front of her, Before. He never spoke when he was assigned as her knight, so that was the only time she heard his voice. She also said that while Wild never explicitly told her about it, she believed he was taught not to make repetitive sounds at all. Hearing Wild make sounds, especially happy sounds, always brought her joy and comfort. 

Since that conversation, Wild has been letting himself make repetitive sounds more and more. It sometimes made him anxious to do sounds in front of people he wasn’t comfortable with, but he was working through that. As long as he was comfortable and happy, it shouldn’t matter if others gave him weird looks. The sounds always made him feel better, and in his memory no one had ever told him to stop, so he didn’t.

“I got one!” 

Four’s voice brought Wild back to the present. Four was holding an Ironshroom.

“Shroom,” Wild said happily. He bounced over to Four, inspected the mushroom, then put it in his bag.

“Four, you should say shrooms with us,” Hyrule said. 

Four shrugged. “Sure, why not. Shrooms!”

“Shroooooooooms.”

“Shroom, shroom, shroom.” 

Hyrule giggled. “It doesn’t sound like a real word anymore.”

Wild’s smile was wide as he bounced through the forest to find more mushrooms. 

“Shrooms!”

[dhampirdreamerz]

Autumn Sleepover (for PumMooSun)

It had gotten slightly chilly in the Joestar mansion where several little ones resided. Dragona, Jodio, Jolyne , Giorno , and Josuke , Five babies with their mommies and daddies had been excited for a family sleepover , held by Jonathan Joestar , the cold fall weather was perfect for the little ones to stay inside and play before their inevitable bedtime.

“I wan pway too “ Jotaro picked jolyne up and sat her down beside Dragona the only other baby girl at the sleepover as Barbara , Dragona and jodios mommy left to take care of jodio who was crying out for a change and a feeding , but as soon as he was all dry and had a full tummy he was ready to play, crawling over to Josuke. Who then started squealing and rubbing his face to stim, 

“papa! Uppies” Giorno was then lifted up by Jonathan who set him on his hip to bounce him.  “Hehe “

“Dee I wan da pink one” jolyne tried gripping her little fingers around the pink stuffed shark that dragona was trying to take from her “chu  gets da blue sharkie “ Dragona did prefer blue, and she really didn’t want to have jolyne (a littler baby than her) to get upset , “okie” 

“Jolyne , Dragona look at the camera” Jonathan snapped a picture of both girls playing together while Jotaro hugged his baby girl , carrying her off for a few seconds to change her diaper and put her into more sensory friendly clothes, 

“Your dadas sweet girl are you , jolyne.”  She gave her daddy a kiss as she got wiped and powdered before Jotaro taped on a mermaid pattern diaper onto his baby girl , it was Jolynes favourite because when it got wet the small seashells pattern faded and she was able to actually tell her dada when it was change time rather than him having to check.

Soon all the babies got a treat, cold chocolate milk in their bottles , they finally started yawning as their carers cooed to them about what cute babies they were

Once the little ones were tucked in their bed  , Jonathan took an extra special photo of all the babies happily resting with their mommies and daddies

( @pummoosun a special treat for you!)

[anxiousgaypanicking]

Attention

!another old and never posted fic. expect a few of these!

Romile (Roman x Emile) Warnings: Frottage A request from my Wattpad

"Emiiiiiile!" Roman dramatically whines out, throwing open the door to Emile's office. Emile chuckles lightly, setting down his notepad before pushing his chair out from his desk.

"Hi, Roman," Emile responds, gazing over at the creative side with fond eyes. "Do you need something?"

"You," Roman says, with a pout, plopping himself dramatically into Emile's lap. "You've been gone all day."

"I have a job!"

"We're literally figments of Thomas's imagination," Roman counters. "Your job can be pushed to the side for one night in favor of your handsome and needy boyfriend!"

Emile chuckles lightly, his hands wrapping around Roman's waist. He pressed a sweet kiss to Roman's lips. "Okay, Ro. My next scheduled appointment isn't in for another half hour, so you have my full attention until then."

Roman stims, hands flapping happily, before they come to rest on Emile's shoulders. He excitedly presses a few kisses to Emile's forehead and cheeks, before pressing a more sensual kiss to Emile's lips. Longer than the short, sweet pecks he was giving him initially, and definitely hinting at the fact Roman wanted a specific type of attention.

Emile's whole shtick was being able to identify underlying issues based off of exerted physical and emotional behavior, and Roman, while difficult to read at sometimes, was often quite obvious with displaying the things that he wanted.

"I get the feeling you want something more specific than my attention," Emile comments, when Roman pulls away from him, and Roman smiles shyly, knowing he's been caught.

He had no doubt that Emile would catch on fast, of course; he wasn't exactly trying to be subtle, but him never having to bluntly admit what he wanted, aside from when it was hot and a part of foreplay, was something he was always thankful for. Sometimes admitting your wants and needs is difficult, especially when your boyfriend constantly listens to people's problems all day.

"Maybe I do," comes Roman's reply, followed by a hum. "As a prince, I deserve to be treated every once in a while. And as my beloved boyfriend, you deserve a break. And I know just the perfect thing you can do on said break."

"Please you?" Emile teases, earning a dramatic huff from Roman.

"Please us," he corrects him, brushing Emile's hair out of his face. "I want to make you feel good too, mi amor." The usage of the sweet name makes Emile smile, and pulls Roman in for a sweet kiss.

"Okay, Ro. If it'll make you feel good," Emile consents, and Roman stims again, this time letting out a series of high pitched squeals.

Roman's quick to reattach their lips afterwards, eagerly pressing his chest against Emile's. His hands are ungracefully working to undo Emile's jeans, Roman already eagerly grinding against his thighs. He finally manages to get out Emile's cock, which he happily starts stroking, his free hand moving to palm himself, an action that Emile quickly takes over, seemingly as determined to please Roman as Roman was to please him.

Roman rolls his hips against Emile's hand, before Roman stops stroking Emile's cock. He whines, earning a soft shush from the creative side, as Roman works to pull his own cock out of his white pants.

When he gets it out, he moves to fully straddle Emile's lap, taking hold of both their cocks in one hand. He thrusts into his own hold, his cock dragging against Emile's, and earning moans from the both of them.

"Emi," comes Roman's breathy voice, as he grinds his cock against Emile's yet again. Emile's face is pressed partially into Roman's chest, his hands holding tight to Roman's waist. He always appreciated the frequent interruptions he got from Roman, but the one's that were like this were admittedly his favourite. Roman always knew just how to please him, and did so in eager and sweet ways.

"Roman," Emile replies, voice wavering as Roman's hands speed up around their cocks. "Roman, you feel so good. Treat me so well."

Roman can't help smiling, although his hips buck at the praise. As much as he enjoyed being treated, he liked serving his boyfriend.

"You needed a break, didn't you Emi?" comes Roman's voice, a mix of smugness and genuineness seeping through. "Too proud to call but I could tell you wanted something to come in and distract you. You might be a therapist, but I can recognize that familiar wanting look. Admit that you wanted me, Emi. You wanted me to come in here and give you a break."

"I did. I was hoping you were going show up," Emile admits, his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. He'd buck his hips into Roman's hand if Roman's weight on his lap wasn't keeping him from doing so.

Roman's hips on the other hand were thrusting rapidly into his hand again and against Emile's cock, panting as he neared his climax. "Emi, Emi dear," Roman whines out. "You close, Emi?"

"Yeah, Ro. I'm so close."

Roman bends down slightly in order to capture his lips in a kiss, before murmuring "come for me then, Emi." And Emile does just that; his hands grasp tightly at Roman's hips, his head thrown back in a moan. He comes over Roman's hand and cock, before whining at the overstimulation when Roman's hand doesn't stop.

"Roman- Ro, come. Come for me, please," Emile says, slightly begging, and it drives Roman over the edge, as he comes over Emile's cock and his own hand. Their come mixes together as it drips down and onto Emile's pants, both of Emile and Roman leaning against each other as they come down from their high.

"Satisfied?" Emile asks, after a few minutes. His voice is sweet and lightly teasing, and the question makes Roman laugh softly.

"Yeah," the creative side answers. "Yeah, I'm satisfied. Thank you, Emi. I know you're working, but I just can't help thinking about you while you're away. And you know how my mind wanders."

"I know, Ro. You don't have to justify every little thing you feel. I love you, and will often help you regardless of how you got to this point."

"Thank you; I love you too."

[leorawright]

Mercs reaction to s/o who hides how they stim when their happy cause they have a feeling people would judge them for it

Aww of course protective merc time!

Mercs seeing their s/o hide their stims so people don't judge them

Scout

Scout is incredibly angry

Who ever made you think that your stims were a bad thing

...it wasn't him was it?

Scout will constantly tell you have cute your stims are and will gladly beat up anyone who tells you to stop

Soldier

Why does anyone else care of you stim since when was it their problem?

Soldier is annoyed that people tell you to stop being yourself and will lecture and/or fight anyone who insults you in public

Soldier will happily assure you how amazing your stims are and how they make you you so don't stop

Demoman

He tends to stim if your stimming so he notices when you stop

When you tell him why you stopped he's a little crushed

He hates that people make you feel that way

Demo will always threaten anyone in public that tells you to stop stimming and will assure you that he adores your stimming

Pyro

Pyro stims sometimes as well and they're delighted that you do it too so they wilt a little when you stop stimming in public

They'll sheepishly ask you if they are why you stopped

When yoh explain they're furious

How could anyone tell you to stop!? Unacceptable Pyro will burn them to the ground

Heavy

He'd never tell you to stop stimming

How excited you get is one of the reasons he fell in love with you

So when people tell you to stop he's right behind you with an expression that tells the person to shut up because you're perfect

Medic

He finds your stimming adorable and will silently fangirl whenever you stim

When anyone tells you to stop he'll quietly ask them if there is a problem with that large smile on his face

No one deserves to tell you what to do and not to do its for you to decide

Sniper

He'll never admit how cute he thinks it is when you stim about something

But if comes through when he defends you when people tell you to stop

And when you're not listening help threaten to kill their entire family for daring to make you frown

Spy

He'll act disinterested but he nearly faints from cuteness overload ever time you stim

You're so adorable and passionate and he loves you for it

He'll make sure whoever tells you to stop doesn't finish the sentence before his knife is at their back

Anyone who makes you sad makes Spy mad so they better watch out because Spy will protect you as long as he can

[give-soup-please]

If it’s possible, can you do a drabble of Narrator and Autistic reader? Can be read as platonic or romantic. Reader’s special interest is stars and space, and they ask Narrator if they could look at stars in the game and to come down to stargaze with them. Narrator complies and listens as Reader happily infodumps everything they researched and know about stars and constellations(plus happy stimming).

Narrator and an autistic reader who’s special interest is space (platonic or romantic)

You’re in love with the starry room within the zending. You’ll stay there for as long as the narrator asks, which more or less means you never leave. Your body stims as you recline on the floor and take it all in.

The narrator is content. You’re the first player who really seems to get it. You understand what it’s all about.

You get to gaze up at the night sky, and watch as the lights drift by. It’s almost perfect.

The narrator sighs in contentment. You’ve been here for almost an hour now. Every time the game resets, you always end up back here eventually, and you’ve never taken the staircase. This cannot go unnoticed, even by someone as caught up in the story as he is.

“Reader, your dedication to making me happy- It’s wonderful. Is there anything I can do for you in return?”

You don’t hesitate. “Come look at the stars with me.”

He’s confused. “I… am. That’s what we’re doing right now. I don’t get this wistful and joyous by staring at a blank wall, after all. ”

You shake your head, and reach upwards, as if you can touch him. “No, come down here and be with me. Let’s stargaze together.”

“Oh- I-'' he's grimacing. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I think it would cause a narrative contradiction of some kind.” It’s a weak excuse, he just hopes you fall for it.

You don’t. “Come on, the view is probably better down here anyway. Besides, I know a lot about the subject. Aren’t you at least a little tempted by new knowledge? You could watch the stars, and I can tell you everything there is to know about them.”

It is true that his knowledge of what goes on outside the parable is fairly limited, and he is somewhat curious as to how in depth your information is. “Oh, alright. Just for a few minutes.” He sincerely hopes he doesn’t regret this.

Time passes. You hear footsteps. You glance over at the door you came through. The narrator has taken on human form. You give him a thumbs up. “Looking good!” He clears his throat, but looks smug.

He casually walks up to where you’re lying down, not at all acknowledging that he’s broken several rules by doing this. He cranes his neck up. It’s certainly a newer perspective, and a better one.

You pat the ground next to you, and he suspiciously lies down next to you. His eyes take in all the lights and stars, and he lets out a soft gasp. Everywhere he looks, there’s beauty. What a sight! No wonder you spend so much time in this room. He falls silent, completely entranced. 

You’re overjoyed he’s doing this. You gear yourself up for a ramble, and the narrator makes no move to stop you. 

He’s honestly impressed with your knowledge. Any question he can think to ask, you have a ready answer.

“Reader, I hear some stars in your world are different colors. Why is that?”

“Well, the color varies based on how hot the star is. So red stars are colder than blue ones. This is because different wavelengths are produced when…”

“Why does your moon have different phases?”

“Oh, that’s easy. When the moon orbits the earth, it doesn’t produce its own light. The light we see actually comes from the sun…”

No matter how far he pushes you, your knowledge matches up.

The two of you slowly inch closer to each other, the narrator enchanted by your voice, and you enjoying the ambient company.

You end up snuggled on his chest, both of you watching the night sky.

“Someday,” the narrator says. “I think I’d like to see the real thing. Not this projection.

You hum in agreement, not knowing that he’s being serious. He wants you to show him the things he can’t picture. The constellations, the sunsets, the meteor showers… He vows that one day, he’ll stand under the sky in your world.

[cyberaxolotl]

IT OC TIME!

Faydra Maple Fizzlefunk

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 15

Parents: Chandlo Funkbun (seahorse father,) Snorpy Fizzlebean (father)

Species: Walrus/Bunny Hybrid

Race: Afro-mexican/English

Snorpy and Chandlo’s biological daughter. Faydra is a ray of sunshine, raised happily by her fathers alongside her cousin, and perfectly accommodated for despite her condition. She walks with a cane to accommodate for motor control struggles.

Sprout Wigglefunny

Pronouns: It/he

Age: 8

Parents: Gramble Gigglefunny (adoptive father,) Wiggle Wigglebottom (adoptive mother)

Species: “Strawberry” Mouse

Race: British-english

A bugsnak turned child by means unknown. Considered mute by everybody around him, Sprout loves helping out silently, just as energetic as when it was a bugsnak. Sometimes, when Snaktooth Island shakes and moves as a mass, he feels not but distressed.

Joyanna “Joey” Jamfoot

Pronouns: It/she

Age: 12

Parents: Alegander Jamfoot (adoptive father)

Species: Coffee-akin bear cub

Race: British-english

A bugsnak child similar to Sprout. Capable of language, it is EXTREMELY hyper, and tends to vocal stim, and scream, and run in circles. Alegander tries his best to care for her, but struggles to keep up sometimes.

Eleck Bumblefly

Pronouns: He/him

Age: 10

Parents: Wambus Troubleham (adoptive father,) Triffany Lottablog (adoptive mother)

Species: Deer

Race: African-American

A child who’s been in and out of foster homes only to be adopted by the perfect parents. Eleck adores animals, and loves helping out on the farm, and is full of joyous wonder.

Trinity Bumblefly

Pronouns: He/him

Age: 16

Parents: Wambus Troubleham (adoptive father,) Triffany Lottablog (adoptive mother)

Species: Deer

Race: African-American

Trinity tried time and time again to keep his brother and himself out of foster care and taking care of themselves, only to fail when a pair of adults reported them as stranded. For a long time, he was bitter, and still trying to keep that joyous hope in his brother… until those same two adults adopted them for real.

THATS ALL FOR KIDS