#i also love to stim by stomping my feet

[puphyo]

idk if you write for chaeyoung but something with nd!little chaeyoung :(

omg absolutely i love little nd!chae! gigi and i have quite a few ideas for little chaeng, but i’m going to go over the basics w a lil drabble!

also i apologize for vanishing for a while. i was working through the summer, and i work in construction so i’d work ridiculous hours and come home exhausted so i just never could write and have spent the past few months dealing w personal struggles but am now mostly in the right headspace for this! btw asks are open and i love giving my person hcs and writing small drabbles, i don’t think i’ll be able to write a full story part for a while though :( i have some stuff coming up that will be keeping me busy :)

to the rest of the members, sometimes when chaengie is little, she can be a little overstimulating. she seeks attention in anyway she can get. whether that be dropping her (freshly filled) cup of juice on the carpet, following her unnies around and asking so many questions about everything, to swatting stuff out of the members’ hands just so they have to look at her for a bit.

all except for momo. instead of doing destructive things to seek momo’s attention, chaengie was sweet, seeing momo sitting on the couch alone was an open invitation for chaengie to sit next to her and ask momo about everything, and maybe if chaengie can convince momo to do so, they share food that either momo or one of the other members had made.

on good days, where chaengie’s neurodivergence doesn’t affect her as much, she sits happily with momo and one or two of the others, usually mina and dahyun, though hyun tends to be off in her own world. but momo listens to chaeyoung as she lays on her tummy, drawing in her sketchbook that she had been given as a gift for her small time a while ago, babbling to herself about how she should draw that and how it would look like her and her unnies when she was done, momo was always the first one to be shown what chaengie was drawing, holding her sketchbook up w a big toothy smile and a “wha’ think momo unnie??”

momo always smiles, takes a moment to look at the details, smiling when she noticed details about herself or the others, always gave chae a hug and told her it was so pretty and they had to go show the other unnies. chaeng would smile, her free hand flapping at her side and her little feet stomping on the floor in her joy, and practically drag momo out of whatever cozy position she was in to go show her unnies.

on bad days, however, where chaeyoung just has so much energy that she can’t get out, she gets overstimulating to a lot of the members. she vocally stims, making noises that affect the more noise sensitive members (mostly tzuyu, but sometimes hyunnie as well) or playing with three separate types of toys at the same time. playing with blocks, stuffies and somehow also drawing was a common sight for the twice members, and sometimes, she’s loud. it’s not that she means to be, she always promises she does her best, but she can’t seem to notice how loud she can be when she’s too full of energy.

but once she’s finally tuckered herself out, she can always be found by momo as long as momo is at the dorm, where she tends to be when chae is small, knowing the others struggle to care for a little one w adhd like chaeng has. tzuyu might be mostly nonverbal and sana is convinced tzu is on the autism spectrum, and jeongyeon, in the occasion she regresses tending to have ocd tendencies, like they only come out when she’s small, chaengie is a different ball park. only momo’s been able to keep up w the energy of small chaengie, happily dancing and playing with her, running up and down the halls only for momo to pick her up when momo loses the race (on purpose, but don’t tell chae) out of pride of the little one winning, for her to shout happily and then want to do it all over again, and sometimes, momo and mina both handle chaeyoung, mina’s calm presence helping chaeng calm down to where she falls asleep, lying on her tummy after a long day of being the resident hyper little one, momo will oick the little up from the floor, lie down with chaeyoung in chae’s bed, and both of them take a nap together.

chaeyoung curls into momo in her sleep, her hands grabbing at momo’s shirt and moving as close as she can be, momo wraps her arms around chae and presses a kiss to her forehead, tells chaeyoung she loves her, despite the little one being asleep, and despite momo trying to stay awake multiple occasions, she takes a nap w her little one, knowing when chaeng wakes up it will either be another chaotic day if she’s small, or a slightly less chaotic day if she’s not in her small headspace.

[nyxvamps]

we know that all the demigods are on the neurodivergent spectrum but i think their godly parents are all also on that spectrum.

zeus stims with his bolt by tapping his nails against the edge or knocking it against his knee. he has accidentally zapped hera and others at least every other meeting. he also hyperfixates on how mortals can predict the weather. he secretly thinks it’s really neat.

poseidon has to have curtains over the windows in his meeting room because he will look up every 5 seconds whenever a fish swims by. he also picks at his nails and taps his feet when he’s thinking hard. he also can get random bursts of energy that stops him from sleeping every few nights before he collapses since he’ll use this time to get as much done as possible.

hades will pretend to listen when he has an audience in his throne room but is actually counting the souls within his robes for the 100th time. he also clicks his tongue whenever he’s thinking about something. eye contact is rather way to much or none at all. he has not figured out the right balance for that yet.

apollo vocally stims. what do you think all of his random poetry is? he’ll also hum the same 10 seconds of a song over and over for days on end. and he’ll shimmy in place when he stands still for too long. he also has some rsd (rejection sensitivity disorder, i think that’s the name) so when people make jokes about his poetry or music, he gets genuinely upset. he’ll pretend it’s all fine though.

athena actually has executive dysfunction and will sometimes have to literally force herself (with her godly powers) to accomplish the to-do list she made for the day. she also rehearses what she says to others before she has to speak with them. it’s easier to make sure she doesn’t make any mistakes.

hermes almost has something like the zoomies. he’ll take a few minutes and go run a few laps and stim (usually flapping his hands or stomping) before he needs to deliver his next package. he might take a second to jump up and down for a bit to get his energy out.

hephaestus created hyperfixation. whether it’s a new invention or a topic he heard one of his kids mention. he will not stop focusing on it for months if not years. since time works differently for gods anyways. he also can get very apathetic so he has to remind himself how to interact with others so he doesn’t offend them with a blunt comment or a lack of interest. (i’m not projecting at all)

aphrodite uses her makeup and hair as an excuse to stim. she’ll fix up her hair or makeup every for minutes for a reason to move her hands. she and ares have a deal where he’ll let her know if someone is being sarcastic because, unless she’s doing it or it’s very obvious, she can’t recognize it.

demeter genuinely likes plant life more than other people. (don’t blame her) it’s a little cliche that her special interest would be her domain but she genuinely loves to learn about plants. she’ll even look into the ways that mortals study and understand plants.

ares has major rsd (rejection sensitivity disorder). when he’s told to wait a second or if someone has to reschedule something, it really gets to him even though he logically knows that it doesn’t mean they hate him now (again, not projecting at all). this is a big reason for why he is so blunt and aggressive with others (in the pjo universe) bc the less people he’s close too, the less people can push him away. (i’m talking about his kids, specifically)

Mr. D likes to drink wine for the mouth feel. he likes how tart and sour wines make the inside of his mouth feel tight (projection). he also only has 2 demigod children (in canon) bc he doesn’t like the thought of having 3 because it’ll make the number uneven. and then with more kids, since he’s at camp, that’s more people he has to be emotionally available for.

this is just my opinion. i just think they’re neat.

[askbabob]

the rules for babob!!

ok but first.. oc info..hehe >:)

Babob is a baby blue sprunki. He is a bit chubby, so his instrument is drums (he stomps as a calming thing and also instrument thing.) He has hair made of bubbles. He also has a tail with a feather on the end. He is a HUGE germaphobe and clean freak. Hes also kinda chill. He REFUSES to touch dirt or else he will use like 3 bars of soap in the shower. He is 6'3 and has a bit of fur but not much.

Lore:

When he was growing up, his whole house was filthy and trashed. When he was four, the roof caved and killed his mom and big sis, and paralyzed his dad from the waist down, forcing him to semi take care of dad. His dad died when he was 16 and he went to a orphanage but got kicked out at 18. After, he went to the sprunki band and made his relationships.

Relationships: HATES raddy (calls him fatty and pork-chubs)

Good friends with clukr

Likes OWAKCX but refuses to touch him

Likes oren and steals orange soda from him

Frenimies with durple

VERY good friends with pinki

Dating another oc (goat, forgot name)

VERYYY good friends with Simon, they are eating buddies (like drinking buddies) and fatasses together

Horror: Wenda chopped off the top half of his head to the skull when he was in the shower. There is blood leaking from the wound. There is a crack on his skull. His feet are bloody. Bubbles are eternally leaking from his eyes and mouth. Due to this, he can't talk because all there would be is bubble popping (there is a rare in-game chance, that if he was real, you'd hear a scream that sounds like "HELPPP!!" drowned out by bubbles when you put him on. In this form he bangs on his skull for drums and you can sometimes hear winces of pain from him. If you put him right next to Simon, though, no winces of pain and there is a smile on his face.

Yes. I hc that Simon is a lil chubby.

Dni list!

Proshippers

Z00s

P3d0s

Basically any of the philes

factkin

Antifurs

Antitherian

Antialterhuman

bad-furs

18 plus blogs

Homophobes

Transphobes

PLEASE interact list

Ask (insert sprunki) blogs

Mabel fictionkins (I miss her sm)

Alterhuman

Lgbt

REGRETEVATOR BLOGS DOESNT MATTER WHAT KIND

Sprunki blogs still doesn't matter what kind

Minor blogs, I am a minor myself.

THE PRINCESS BRIDE FANS

Extra:

I. Love. Angst. And gore

I semi mind NSFW asks. Like more than likely il ignore but if it's mild/jokey then I'm ok wit it. But, I LOVE romance rps!

Blog guide:

Ooc-js normal me/jammy

Faceless babob- no art js text

The soap is crying- angst

Slicey slicey- gore

🤨- weird ask but ok

<3- I LOVE UR ASK RAAA

Ask babob - non ooc posts

More extra:

DUDE. IDC CARE IF U THROW DIRT ON HIM BUT HE'LL GET MAD AND SHI

Btw he is Trans male and pan

He is my first and ONLY sprunki oc

Also, I'm a gaster and Stanley pines fictionkin and I'm moth flight and rock slime fictionhearted. Also, Maine coon, giant panda, and golden retriever therian.

IMPORTANT!! I CANNOT DONATE TO PALESTINE. PLEASE DONT TRY TO SEND IN THOSE TYPES OF ASKS. I WILL ANSWER THE ONE CURRENTLY IN MY BOX, BUT THATS IT.

Anyways byee!!!

My other blogs:

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[springonmytraptillicomeback]

do you have... any more thoughts.

on the. afton rabbit therian thing.

Yes absolutely

sorry if this is becomes like a late reply it might take me a while to type all this out

also I realize that I projected a lot onto him

Things I’ve already mentioned:

He has a foot stomping stim, especially when he’s irritated or annoyed (just like me fr fr)

Above average hearing, able to hear pitches others can’t (autism)

Skittish and jumpy in situations he’s nervous/scared 

Chewing habit. Will chew on just about anything he’s holding + reason for lip biting habit, his lips aren’t dry, just scabbed (JUST like me fr fr)

Quick and lean, with his legs being his strongest

Hyperactive and energetic when not sleep deprived

Starting with liek idk jsut alterhuman things

I wanna talk abt Springbonnie bcuz that’s William’s biggest outlet for whatever alterhuman shit he’s got going one

He’s probably the most comfortable in that suit than he ever is… like, ever. Springbonnie is I dunno how to explain this. Like a part of him. fursona.? yeah

Basically being in a giant rabbit suit makes many good feelings in his brain -> Easter’s his favorite holiday cuz he gets to be in the suit all day 

He was the type of kid that be running around on all fours at recess (I’m projecting I was that kid 😔✊). Totally would’ve been one of the kids that think they’re like a werewolf or something (I was also that kid)

sometimes he genuinely jsut forgets he’s human, also kind of an autistic thing. He’ll be like sitting on a chair reading a book and suddenly remember he’s a human like everyone else he sees in life and not some ambiguous rabbit-like entity

also if he’s ever walking with anyone he actually likes (henry, his kids) and they come across a wild rabbit he will point it out and will not drop it until the other person acknowledges the bunny

Other things he does that r rabbity to me

Likes dry salad, not drenched in ranch or anything, or any other dressing, just leaves and like… whatever else is in salad idk I haven’t had one in years

loves small spaces. If he’s ever overwhelmed at work he just sits under his desk for a few minutes; Henry has “lost” him at least three times to this. He always makes sure when he buys a new bed frame that he can fit under it (I can’t fit under my new one and I am still so upset abt it ☹️)

he’s a very jumpy man if that makes sense. He’s happy or excited he does that lil bouncy thing on his toes. You scared him and he goes ten feet in the air, or he just freezes. (me fr fr)

If his nose is itchy he does that nose scrunching thing

He loves fluffy clothing. Not only is it comfortable but also kinda like fur. Unfortunately there’s really not a lot of fluffy clothing fit for summer, but at least he has his robe

I think he’s also got that leporidae swag. One second he’s like a cute bunny next second he’s got the 1000 yard stare of a hare

He’s probably let random weird shit slip in conversations, like “Life would be easier if I was a bunny”, “Being human is boring”, etc. and Henry just had to get used to it

If he was alive internet-aged (this also applies to glitchtrap-William) he’d totally secretly look at bunny stuff. Like, furries, alter humans, pet regression etc.

Also he collects bunny things, like plushies, figurines, pictures. He has an entire bookcase in his room that just has a bunch of rabbit objects that he’s found while out shopping.  i might end up adding more later idk idk

[nic990sstuff]

random assortment of silly/random tracer headcanons? i’d love to see what you come up with!

OOOHHH ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY TO SAY MY TRACER HEADCANONS HEHEHE While I can't think of many like my first Tracer hc ramble, I will keep it silly and random this time-

- Lena is actually great at drawing. I love to think she was a graffiti artist so she'd sketch out really good designs on some sketchbook that she'd later spray somewhere. She also sometimes sketches people and omnics (*cough cough* Emily *cough cough* )

- She loves to annoy the hell out of the people she loves sometimes: copying their accent (like that 'Reviving Cass' line), teasing, small harmless pranks, showing off, etc.

- Some nights, she gets those existential random questions when she has a lot of energy to spare.

-She stims by shaking her hands and stomping her feet

-We've already seen this in the London's Callings comics but she cannot sit still if she's not hugging Emily by the shoulders. Sitting cross-legged, legs on a table, laying back, upside down, you name it

-Besides the Akira slide, she knows a lot more tricks with the bike, but as skilled as she is with the hoverbike, it's not a mission accomplished if she didn't wreck it somehow (Stormrising flashbacks)

[same-pic-of-the-earth-everyday]

how do u feel about me being tiny and standing on you all the time

i hope that when I stim by stomping my feet it doesn't bother you

also what's your favorite time of day? like based on how the sky looks I mean? altho I supposed that might seem a bit irrelevant to you 0.0

mines sunset and twilight, which is basic but whatever

also I'm a big fan of heat rains even if a lot of people hate on them

i think its super cool so keep up the good work! your atmosphere and clouds are to die for!!!

every time I go outside I'm just CLOUDS no matter what time of the day, they always make me happy no matter how bad things are

i just freaking love clouds, all the types any time of the day or night! In all environments! Clouds!!!

also a big fan of all the rocks on natural beaches!!! also volcanic glass

like I just wanna say that all the "normal everyday things" u do are super cool, not just the giant waterfalls and mountains and volcanoes

so just, keep up the good work!!! thanks earth ^v^

This is brilliant :>

Don't worry, your stomps are unnoticeable – if it doesn't appear on the seismic scale, I probably won't notice. You go stim and be happy! :)

I like the night. Not any specific time of night, just night. The night side of me tends to feel nicer – less stuff happening from humans that I might actually notice, and its the sky which I get to see my best friend in! (Though I do appreciate Suns warmth, and they're cool too). I don't see what's so wrong about being basic anyway, just enjoy yourself.

I'm glad you like my choice of clouds. I think they're neat too.

Thanks for appreciating the little things about me, anon, I wouldn't be the same without them :D

[remorsefullyunapologetic]

clears my throat so aggressively i start choking

Autistic Mercury Black Headcanons!

he learned to mask a lot of his autistic traits for obvious reasons, and a lot of the ones he still shows are usually just so minor marcus didn’t give a fuck or he can meld it well enough into his being traumatized an assassin

he trained himself to be able to read expressions and thinks he’s good at it but is very prone to missing nuances or mixing up their meanings

he has baaad anger issues. granted it’s genetic from marcus and also the trauma but the autism doesn’t make it any better. he’s very good (too good) at keeping a lid on it until he’s on the verge of exploding and he does something incredibly drastic or stupid

he doesn’t really understand love. it’s partially the trauma but he doesn’t know how to distinctualize his own feelings and can’t recognize when he’s experiencing attraction. like. he feels both love and attraction but it’s so abstract compared to his other emotions that he just doesn’t Get it, including for platonic attraction

he doesn’t like people touching him. yet another thing attributed in part to trauma but for this one it’s mostly the autism

special interest in mechanics and engineering but he never ever ever infodumps because Trauma

understands animals more than people. not necessarily in the way that he feels more like an animal, it’s just easier for him to understand the nature of things that aren’t as awful and complicated as humans. he prefers being around them as opposed to people too

auditory processing issues. he used to ask people to repeat themselves a lot but now does it only when it’s a vitally important topic because once again. trauma

he’s the autistic that is filled to the brim with sarcasm but cannot recognize it for the life of him

he usually doesn’t let it show but major changes can be a Lot for him. he generally needs some downtime when switching to a new location before he can do anything without getting overwhelmed

he always always always has to do maintenance on his prosthetics before he goes to bed and after he wakes up Or Else (routine autism)

if something upsets him it can be difficult for him to come up with a solution In The Moment because his emotions cloud his thinking capabilities even in situations that wouldn’t be classified as a “big deal”

small talk confuses him. coughs. the neurotypical “how are you.” (if you’re gonna ask him how he’s doing why shouldn’t he be at least a Little honest??????????)

he understands idioms, hyperboles, etc. but any metaphor that can be reasonably taken seriously soars right over his head

the resting bitch face isn’t just because of his personality it’s because control over his own body language is foreign as fuck to him and his only visual settings are default (unreadable with an undertone of murder), pissed off, smug, and little bitch type charming. once upon a time there was fear and pure joy but those are buried now

i havw,more probably but memory bad. please talk to me if you have any of your own. Please

WARNING: Headcanons involving child abuse, ableism towards autistics, disordered eating, and self-destructive behavior under the cut.

he stimmed a lot more when he was younger—he flapped his hands and stomped his feet, but if marcus caught him doing it he’d hit his wrists, kicked his shins, and at times would bind his hands and/or legs. by the time he was ten he’d learned to suppress them even if it left him with a lot of pent up energy

the stims he has left over are mostly self-destructive. he hits himself in the head when frustrated or overwhelmed and scratches when he doesn’t have enough to do with his hands or he’s uncomfortable/stressed/anxious

marcus didn’t want him to do that either but couldn’t get him to stop and he didn’t care as much anyways because at least it wasn’t an expression of positive emotions

he used to have meltdowns during “training.” marcus would lock him in his room and refuse to let him out even for food until hours after he’d calmed down. another thing he learned to suppress to a point where his body no longer allows him to shed tears even when he really needs to unless under certain circumstances

marcus forced him to eat whatever he was given, even though he had awful sensory issues, on top of starving him as punishment, so he now has a very unhealthy relationship with food. getting him to try new things is like a death sentence and he’ll hardly ever eat something he doesn’t like unless it’s life or death, but he also feels extremely guilty eating his comfort foods.

[fallouttboy]

having 2ourdust feelings. what is this blog if not my livejournal.

i still have nashville coming but going to austin for fob is one of the greatest, most emotional moments of my life. i had never been to texas, save for a moment when i was a kid, but that doesn’t count because i only remember what my mother has told me.

it all started kind of funny. one of my best friends lives in texas and we met through here, i went to his blog and quite literally slid into his dms and our relationship bloomed from there. i realized when i talked to him that i really have been missing the feeling of having a best friend, the love and affection and trust that comes with it. the countless nights we stayed up too late and the days where i sent him voice memos of me sobbing and he’d send his own crises back. it wasn’t bad. it was really, unbelievably amazing to have a relationship like that.

we bonded over fob immediately. so when they announced 2ourdust, obviously we both jumped on the closest city to us. i cracked a “haha what if i also come to austin” and that (obviously) stopped being slash j and i wound up staying a few nights at his apartment.

and he would’ve been enough. getting to go to texas would’ve been good enough. great, amazing even. but then i met my partner through him, and she wound up coming too.

i’ve never been to a concert with friends before. i’m reclusive and weird about truly letting myself go in front of people. it scares me. me and my partner snuck up to row three and i can’t dwell on it or i will cry. it doesn’t feel real. none of this feels fucking real. it feels like i’m dreaming and ill wake up and it’ll be back before i started talking to my friend. i’ll wake up in some chicago hotel after the tourdust show and ill have to go back home to the things i have gotten through and left in the past. it’ll be like time never passed at all, that everything i have lived from june 22 until now has all been fake.

being held around the hip by my partner. sharing looks of excitement and bewilderment and shock at the setlist. her holding me as i swayed.

i was so scared of being judged and left by my friends that i forgot it doesn’t fucking matter. concerts are stimming for me; the bass, the ability to jump and scream and flap my hands and stomp my feet. it’s all things i hide, used to doing in my own time, never in front of people. certainly not people who are important to me.

i’ve never been that close to a stage in an arena setting. i’m used to nosebleeds. seeing the arm hairs on them, the details and shading and age of jack skellington on pete’s arm, andy pinching his cymbal during crazy train. the singer from jimmy eat world shaking his head like a dog and seeing the sweat fling around.

to me, music is religion. it is spiritual. concerts are worshipping; worship of the band, yes, but also that sort of terrifying beautiful moment i can never tell the reality of. the moment in (christian) services where someone is so overcome with their love for god that they drop to their knees and weep, arms in the air, pumping and waving like god will come reach down and touch their hands. not too dissimilar to how pete holds with the crowd during saturday.

[alcholiccaprisun]

Okay so obviously papyrus is autistic. But i wanted to give specific examples of why <3

firstly all of his messages are in caps lock, which could be a typing quirk but i like to assume it’s because he’s always yelling, something that a-lot of autistic people have issues with, is controlling there volume

he loves puzzles and i assume there his special interest, because not only do we see him using them as traps but it’s also a reward as we see when you kill everyone but leave papyrus, he uses the puzzles for punishments and rewards because he just likes puzzles

we also see him stomp his feet while upset, something that i like to assume is stimming

he also has problems making friends, and is the only reason he wants in the royal guard, something that again a lot of autistic people have difficulty with

he also takes what people say at face value, even with flowey, not seeing the true nature underneath, which is can also lead into him not understanding tone

he also isn’t afraid to speak his mind, not caring if he comes of “rude” to even the queen

he also adds in his nyehs and sighs in writing and saying sigh out loud kinda like a tone tag

while you play the dating portion he follows a rule book, kinda similar to how autistic people will learn about something because it dosent come natural (ex. i used to train myself how to smile)

he also has face blindness where he can’t tell asgore and toriel apart

some other things: constantly wearing the same clothes because there comforting, sticking to strict rules he set for himself and getting upset when it dosent go as planned, making the same food over and over, and not understand some of sans puns(resulting in him not liking when he makes them, even though he will aswell) and probably more i’m not thinking of lol

Anyways, he is one of my favorite characters and i hope he wins <33 thank you for reading and lemme know if i missed anything

[erigold13261]

how does everyone in nsr stim

Ooooh, been a bit since I thought about something like this! I don't think I have an answer for everyone, but I'll do my best! I'll just put their main stim, but they most likely do more than one type!

Mayday: Definitely waves her hands around, uses her hands to talk, just does anything to keep her hands moving. When her hands are still for too long she feels cramped and kinda like itchy or uncomfortable. Even just drumming her hands like Zuke does helps her when she can't wave her hands around.

Zuke: Mainly does repetitive things like clapping and drumming his fingers. Will also bounce his leg at times but his back might end up hurting if he does that too much so he usually stays with using his hands.

DJSS: As a kid I can see him making his arms go spaghetti mode and twirling around or jumping up and down, but as they grew older I see him more as biting onto things. Mostly cold things, like ice cream or just straight up ice, but also things like pens, pencils, and probably other stuff that should never be in someone's mouth, but since he isn't fully human, they don't have to fully worry about the dangers.

Sayu: As a robot/mermaid, ze will just swim around in circles and loops or twirl mer trident around like a baton or even hit digital rocks with it. As a android/human, depending on if ze can walk with a cane or needs a wheelchair that day, ze will wiggle mer cane around when standing still or sitting, or will tap mer fingers on mer chair or roll back and forth or spin a little in mer chair.

Remi: Doodler. He will draw on himself if he has to. As long as he has some kind of way to draw or create, he will use that as a stim. Very much loves to create patterns so when he and Eve hang out, sometimes she will let him draw henna art on her extra arms.

Tila: Most of her stims would be vocal, like singing or making random noises. Her and Dodo will whistle together sometimes. Also she hums a lot to herself. Repeating songs is a very common thing for her along with making up songs as she is doing stuff.

Sofa: They definitely have a whole stim board that lights up and makes sounds. It absolutely has the most clicky sounding buttons and knobs that they can play with. They bit it themselves and made sure it was super durable so they could throw it a round and then go back to pressing all the buttons and knobs and stuff. When they don't have the board though, they click their pen or take apart their pen a lot.

Dodo: He's a whistler. Whistling and tapping his feet. He gets a lot of his energy out using sign language or practicing dance moves with/for Sayu, so he only really whistles or taps his feet when he needs to stim.

Yinu: I feel like she would pull out her flowers and pick the petals off. If she does it right then there is no pain like pulling out hair, and she will just regrow the flowers back in like a week. Though Mama tries to get her to do other stims so Yinu will also make paper stars or other little origami things that are easy to make while listening in on a meeting or whatever.

Mama: I don't feel like she would stim all that much, but I can see her running her hand down her hair/head tail thing when she might be nervous, though she doesn't get nervous all that much. She seems like a person who bottles things up and doesn't try to let her feelings out ever since Papa passed.

Neon J: Before becoming a cyborg he would crack his knuckles and joints along with pulling out his hair (or when it was very long he would bit his hair and try to like cut it with his teeth but also suck on it). After he became a cyborg he just worked on all kinds of machinery to fidget with. Also keeps those fidget car gear shift with him when out so he can play with in his pocket.

Rin: I feel like it would be someone who randomly flings its arms for a moment and then stop. Like sudden bursts of energy that happen and cause Rin to hit one of its fist into its palm or would stomp one of its feet for a like 3 very loud stomps and then stop. When out in public it probably clasps its hands together and then squeezes its hands very tightly to try and not stomp or fling its arms out and possibly hit someone.

Purl-Hew: Makes weird noises and growls. Will also hit things, like their own head at times, though they only do their more violent stims when alone so others don't judge them. Mainly will make more animalistic sounds along with biting things, mainly writing utensils (has broken a pen in their mouth before)

Zimelu: She walks on her tiptoes around the house and will play with her hair when it's down. Just fidgets a lot. Will sometimes steal Neon J's fidget toys and play with them so her hands are moving. Will destroy pens by taking them apart and then straightening the spring.

Haym: If he can he will just cook, especially things like bread that needs kneading or something that needs to be stirred for a long time. If he can't cook then he will instead play with his own hair making braids.

Eloni: Plays with her hair mainly. But he also plays a lot of games, both keyboard and controller, so those are great stims being able to press buttons a lot.

Eve: Use to be a big nail biter, especially when she was a teen, but tries not to do that because she wants her nails to look good. Changed to playing with her hair but once she started styling it into her outfits she had to give that up as well. Now she will make extra limbs and either rub her arms or will fidget with her finger/bracelets while working with her main arms.

Tatiana: Use to strum her fingers as if she is playing an air guitar, but stopped after becoming the CEO of NSR and now will click her tongue with her mouth closed repeatedly.

Kliff: I see him as a chewer. Biting styluses or chewing gum. Probably also likes to rub different textures which is why he seems to where a bunch of different textured clothes and accessories. Also fidgets with the ends of his scarf, hair, or beard a lot.

DK West: Like Zuke he prefers more rhythmic stims, but he will definitely clap a lot. Sometimes he will just continuously clap for a solid few minutes very loudly until he feels better.

[gilmores-glorious-blog]

random dead poets society things from the fourth viewing by someone who’s been obsessed with this movie for seven months:

- “mr. keating’s spotify would be so boring it’s just ALL THE SAME SONG.” - my friends and i talking about keating and his obsession with the 1812 overture

- i just realized that when neil’s shirtless in the locker room he has a bunch of freckles on his shoulders which first of all,, 🥺🥺🥺,,, but also,, now i have a neil and cam freckle buddies agenda

- mr. dalton you are so bisexual it astounds me

- charlie’s projecting with the “to feel tall” reply i don’t make the rules

- there’s two scenes that i interpret as characters stimming and they make me so unreasonably joyful (the first one is charlie’s little jump at the end of the “then i saw the congo” scene and the second is neil smiling and stomping his feet a bunch after getting cast as puck)

- chameron being on the rowing team together <3 but also why is cam wearing a sweater while rowing that seems dumb,,

- this has been said time and time again but: neil fucking perry invented ‘no ❤️’ and i love him so goddamn much for it

- the scene where neil is telling everyone he got puck makes me absolutely feral,,,, the happy neil,, the supportive friends,,, the charlie and cameron in pajamas in their room together,,,, the anderperry,,,,,, it’s too much :,)

- charlie’s “TO INDEED BE A GOD” is my favorite thing ever,, he truly is one of the most Characters.

- god chameron is just. they are so. yeah. i love them. they are my everything.

- screaming and wailing and gnashing my teeth the sweaty-toothed madman scene makes me go insane

- but god do i wanna hear neil, cam, and charlie’s poems……… that’s what fanfiction is for

- forever and always thinking about the Neil Perry In Love face

- never in my entire life am i getting over the “poetrusic” scene,,, it’s just so good and i love charlie so much,,,,,, the energy of the bad saxophone with the good poetry and the franticness of the poem matching the sound and then the abrupt change to the smooth and beautiful music.. it’s so amazing <3

- i go a little bit insane when cameron, neil, charlie, or todd smile/laugh….. these boys just deserve everything and i would give anything for them to be happy 🥺🥺

- somehow i’d forgotten about the desk set scene and now i’m. :,). they are boyfriends your honor.

- charlie dalton is so important to me,,,, i know he’s objectively an asshole when he brings the girls to the cave but the way he chooses to resolve it.. with the phone call and everything that follows……… i have so many emotions about it and him,,, that’s my comfort white boy

- i think there’s a point where keating calls charlie ‘ace’?? and if i’m correct than that’s the cutest shit i’ve ever heard 🥺

- everytime i watch this movie i get a little concerned by how much i project onto neil,, as a sad gay theatre kid whose parents are more concerned about my academics than my acting opportunities…… it hits a little too close to home,,,

- even though i’ve watched this three times before, i managed to block the ending from my mind as i was watching until like,, the start of the play and then i just started panicking like ‘oh FUCK oh SHIT here’s where shit’s about to go down’

- i am constantly being destroyed by the neil and charlie friendship,, watching charlie be so excited to see neil in the play that he stands up upon seeing him hurts so goddamn bad when you know what’s coming… not to mention the “he’s good. he’s really good.”/“i was good. i was really good.” parallel because.. jesus fucking christ i can’t handle that!!!!!!!!!

- neil’s so happy right before he leaves with his dad… i hate knowing what that post-show high feels like, it makes it so much worse to see everything come crashing down around him

- i am forever thinking about how the music that plays as they go to their first dps meeting is the same music that plays during neil’s suicide. absolutely awful parallel, i hate it here.

- the amount of Thoughts i have on cameron not being there when todd finds out about neil’s death/not being in the snow with them all afterwards is…… Astronomical.

- charlie not singing at neil’s funeral is something that can be so personal.

- fucking hell the end of this movie is bad enough without shipping chameron, i do not need all this additional pain holy shit

- i really. Can Not Handle the fact that the last time we see charlie is when he punches cameron.

so yeah. agony, suffering, absolutely devasting, i love it so much, they make me so fucking happy.

[simping-on-the-daily]

Anyways Ultra Magnus is autistic he is because I said so now have my headcanons

I earnestly believe Ultra Magnus is himself due to three things

1. He was forged for fighting, and that's all he's ever known

2. War trauma

3. He's on the spectrum

And he's on it because I said so

Eye contact galore. He initiates a lot of it and he'll be very '????' if you look away

I feel like his superiors were dickweeds and were like 'no stimming'

So he's really really good at hiding his stims

But when the team loosens him up, he's deffo the guy who leg bounces and stomps his feet

He was in the same room as Smokescreen and Smokescreen believed the leg stomping was because UM is mad

And he's like '???? No??? You did a good job why would I be mad???'

Just leg stims his stims usually involve his legs alright

TONE PROBLEMS

THIS KID HAS TONE PROBLEMS

Also volume

He forever has the 'no bullshit' face and the 'no bullshit' voice

Idk who did them but there was this big thing when UM really like these kawaii things and became a father to them???

So that makes me think he likes plushies and soft stuff

Corrupt Cybertronians were dicks so he never knew how much he loved them until Miko gave him a cute stuffie

It's his best friend

Also, PILLOW HUGGER

Soft things are his comfort toys alright

Give him one and he'll say something like 'Thanks, soldier.'

Everyone knows though that on the inside he's like

Those octopus toys where you flip one in and each side has a mad and happy expression? He has that

He'll just. Flip it inside out, you know? He's not mad but he messed with it and left it on mad

UM is also a hummer don't fight me

Miko has heard him hum 'Let It Go while he was working on paperwork

Please use tone indicators for this dude,,,,, like please

His sarcasm detector is nonexistent and it saves him so much time and energy if you just put a /lh

Even though he'll be like 'why would you joke about that???'

He sometimes forgets to use them though sometimes but he tries <3

And I feel like Ultra Magnus watches videos of the Chocolate Guy. You know him everyone on Tumblr knows him.

He doesn't actively search out the Chocolate Guy but when he does find a video of the Chocolate Guy, good luck getting him to pay attention to anything else unless it's about the war but even then he'll be a bit rude because how dare you interrupt the Chocolate Guy

[littletealseal]

💕🐉Agere HeadCanons for Pitaya Dragon Cookie🐉💕

🐉 : Pitaya is very private about his regression with others, especially with the other dragons due to his rocky relationship with them (could change later depending on when the other two release).

🐉 : Pitaya actually learned about age regression through White Lily after Hollyberry was looking for a way to sooth the big dragon. She agreed to look after Pitaya when regressed due to knowing him pretty well from their previous encounters.

🐉 : When regressed, Pitaya is incredibly silly and playful, almost resembling a golden retriever puppy! He loves to run around on all fours and explore, his favorite toys to play with being blocks, puzzle boxes, his stuffies and toys that make a lot of sounds!

🐉 : Pitaya loves to play with his other agere friends, especially Adventurer and Tiger Lily Cookie, since he can rough house with them a bit more than other smol cookies and they can keep up with his energy.

🐉 : Pitaya does know when to pull back though with more fragile regressors thanks to White Lily back in the day such as with Beet Cookie, he mainly plays with toys and cuddles with her. Due to her being on the more sensitive side when smol, Pitaya is very protective of Beet when she is regressed, even if he is too!

🐉 : Pitaya loves to finger paint and if not supervised and given big enough of a canvas to work on, he’ll find more “canvas” to work with! Aka walls and floors.

🐉 : Despite appearing very independent when regressed, Pitaya actually will become incredibly stressed out if his CG isn’t nearby or he doesn’t know where they are, resulting in Pitaya loudly crying until he isn’t alone anymore.

🐉 : Pitaya cries a lot as a way to communicate since he is mainly non verbal while regressed. Sometimes he just cries in order to get the attention of  Hollyberry for snuggles and hugs.

🐉 : Pitaya prefers using bottles to drink anything out of when regressed, and loves simple foods like porridge’s and soups, as well as crackers and candy.

🐉 : Regressed Pitaya loves to chew on anything and everything, if it’s not baby dragon proofed then prepare to have teeth marks everywhere.

🐉 : Pitaya likes to just wear a t-shirt for the most part since clothing makes him uncomfortable when regressed, but he loves wearing onesies for some reason. He has a fluffy blue hooded onesie and one that’s a dragon with a tail and everything! Hollyberry can’t wrap her head around that one.

🐉 : Pitaya always will fall right to sleep when someone sings him a lullaby, or plays very soothing music, regardless if he’s regressed or not.

🐉 : Pitaya stims ALOT when regressed since then he feels safe enough to express himself openly without harassment or scorn. He loves extending his wings, wagging his tail, and either stomping/kicking his feet when he’s really happy, excited giggling and/or squealing is usually mixed in with any/all these actions. 💚

🐉 : Regressed Pitaya usually holds his favorite stuffy, or his tail close when frightened/worried, and tends to hide in his nursery until he feels better or is coaxed our by Holly or a close friend with reassuring words of comfort.

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All the headcanons I got for regressor Pitaya at this point in time :3 I might add more in the future but I’m happy with what I got down ^^

Thinking on it I’m probably also gonna redo my DE hc list since the art in that one was done BEFORE I learned about stabilizing my brush in Clip Studio Paint, aaaand I feel I can tinker on how some hcs are written since I feel I got a better grasp on how to explain and present everything. Idk when that will be but I do hope soon c:

[cotncandyboifics]

A Lovely Night: Chapter 4

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Masterpost

Chapter 1 ~ Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 3 ~ Chapter 5 ~ Chapter 6

Pairing(s): pre-established roceit & prinxiety, anaroceit, eventual anaroloceit, eventual intruality

Word count: ~2k

Story summary: Roman's boyfriends had had a rivalry since before either of them had actually met Roman. Running a bit late to a date night, Roman accidentally gets them to start dating too.

General CW: non-detailed description of an anxiety attack, non-detailed description of physical pain, food, kissing, potentially triggering descriptions of physical bodies, swearing, caps lock, school settings, s-xual innuendos, slight description of gore(imagery), vague descriptions of anxiety, Implications of an eating disorder, fatigue, dissociation, suppression of stimming, implied heavy restriction (ED), inner monologue-style anxiety description, eating,(will be added to as I write more)

Chapter CW: Food, School setting, caps lock, (let me know if i missed anything please!)

Author notes: and so the nerd enters the snake's den... (this chapter is nothing like that, I just think Loceit is neat, ignore me being a dork)

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Janus stepped cautiously as he looked down each aisle he passed. The shelves extended far into the room, lined with thousands upon thousands of books.

Janus appreciated that the fact that he went to Law school meant that the libraries were extremely well-funded and filled to the brim with all sorts of books. Mostly Law-related books, although there was a reasonably hefty section for recreational reading. He paced between the aisles labeled D, seeking a particular few texts mentioned by one of his professors in a lecture earlier that day.

Janus was too focused on scanning the titles and authors of the books lined before him that he didn't realize his sudden proximity to a stranger. The stranger seemed to have been doing the same, and they quite literally bumped into each other.

They were the same height, but Janus had a slightly larger build, and so on impact the other person fell entirely on their butt while Janus only stumbled backward slightly, quickly gripping the edge of a bookcase to steady himself.

"My deepest apologies. I was not looking where I was going." Janus righted himself, reaching a hand down to help the stranger up.

"I believe we were both too captivated by our searches that neither of us anticipated literally running into another person. My apologies are offered as well." The stranger took Janus' hand, and Janus had to steel himself so as not to gape.

This stranger was beautiful. His hair fell in wisps over his thick glasses, a deep raven shade. His hand felt cold when he took Janus', even through Janus' compression gloves. He had bright eyes that glinted with a childlike hunger for knowledge, all held behind a glassy calm collection. His cheeks were dotted with freckles, and his lips looked pale and soft. Janus internally cursed himself for thinking of this stranger's lips, and pressed a small smile onto his face.

"A mutual mistake, then. My name is Janus." Janus pulled the stranger to his feet, and when he didn't pull his hand away, Janus kissed his knuckles chastely. The stranger's face somehow paled and brightened at once, eyes widening as a rosy shade overtook their cheeks.

"R-right," he tried, "What, er, what were you looking for, Janus?" the stranger inquired, running his fingers through his hair to collect it a bit.

Janus tutted for a moment, trying to recall. "Ah, yes." He recited the title of the book he'd been searching for. "My critical thinking professor suggested that we read it. supposedly it shall b-"

"boost our chances on the final come end of term," the stranger completed. "I suppose we must have the same professor, because mine recommended the same." he offered a small smile, and Janus returned it, eyes lighting up a bit.

"Well dear me, I hope they still have two copies," Janus laughed a little nervously, and the two began a duel-force search for the book they both sought.

Shortly they discovered that there were, in fact, only two copies left. They conversed briefly about the nature of their shared course as they approached the front desk to check their books out.

"Well, I must be off for now," Janus sighed, straightening his capelet. He nearly completed his statement with 'I must get home to my boyfriends,' but admitting to a practical stranger that he was not only gay but also polyamorous wasn't exactly the smartest thing, in his experience. "However, I find it may be mutually beneficial if we might see each other again? Perhaps we can study together," Janus asked, almost in spite of himself. What was he doing, exactly? He didn't even know this stranger's name-

"That sounds... adequate," he pulled Janus from his conflicted thoughts. "Would you like to meet here, same time tomorrow?" he inquired, meeting Janus' eyes and pushing his glasses up in a way that Janus found far too cute.

Janus cleared his throat. "An acceptable proposal... I'm sorry dear, I'm not sure that you shared your name." Janus smiled, and the stranger gulped slightly, cheeks turning pink beneath his freckles again.

"Um... Yes. Right. Well, I'll see you tomorrow then." he brushed past Janus in a rush, but halted, seeming to realize something. He turned back to Janus, adjusting his necktie. "My apologies. My name is Logan." He spoke, frozen for a moment, before nodding to himself and turning to leave once more.

"Logan..." Janus smiled to himself. He'd thought the stranger's appearance rung a bell. "It appears I have some good news for a certain Prince of mine."

Janus sat at the dinner table with his hands folded, thumb rubbing against his gloved palm as he bit back a smile. Virgil was shoveling salad onto his plate across the table only slightly barbarically. Dinner was just starting, as Roman had texted that he'd be home shortly, and Virgil wanted to get a bit of a head start.

"What's your damage, snakey?" Virgil commented, glancing pointedly at Janus' hands. translation: I can see that you are worried, love. What can I do to help?

"I have some news for Roman," Janus started, smile on full display now, "that I think he'll find quite enticing. I'm just a bit anxious for his arrival."

"Jeez," Virgil scoffed a bit, "It's really not like you to..." Virgil stopped, finally looking up to see Janus' genuine smile, his eyes so full of feelings. Virgil's eyes widened.

"I so wish that I could tell you," Janus blurted, "But I want Roman to hear it first. Or at least, at the same time." He was still smiling, and Virgil was still dumbfounded.

"Okay..." He watched Janus warily as he scooped a forkful of salad into his mouth. Janus made a chipper noise and began serving himself as well.

They heard the front door burst open down the hall, and Janus grinned mischievously, adjusting himself in his seat a bit in his excitement. Virgil gaped at him for a second before turning his head, calling to Roman, "We're in here love," Never breaking his gaze on Janus and shoveling another large scoop of salad into his mouth. Virgil was undeniably captivated by the strange behavior his boyfriend was displaying.

Roman stomped down the hall in a bit of a frenzy. "A WEEK!" He practically shouted, washing his hands as he exclaimed, "seven entire DAYS and I haven't seen Logan even a single time!" He scoffed to himself as he dried his hands. "Do you think it possible that he'd entirely drop from the show simply because I asked him on a date!? That seems HIGHLY improbable!" Roman huffed as he sat at the head of the table, beginning to grumpily serve himself.

"It's entirely possible that his absence is due to the fact that he's currently swamped with his Law studies. Any man knows balancing your time in our program is a god's errand." Janus spoke smoothly through a smirk, and Virgil's jaw dropped.

"'a god's errand?' my love, that's hardly what that saying means," Roman consoled, not having processed the rest of Janus' words. They both looked at him after a moment, and he returned their gazes confusedly. "What?"

Virgil snapped his head toward Janus. "You met him? He goes to your school??" Virgil was in absolute awe. His face looked frozen in terror, but Roman and Janus knew by now that he was, in fact, not horrified when he made that face.

"WHAT?" Roman was suddenly leaning a little too close to Janus. "You met him? You're sure it's him? Did you speak to him? Oh you must have - I'm SURE he couldn't keep himself away from you, you devilish minx - my goodness, what HAPPENED?" Roman was falling over himself, giving Janus a pleading look through his immense grin.

"Take a breath, please my dear," Janus cooed, reaching to hold Roman's hand. "I did... run into him, yes. Judging by your... very detailed description of him, Roman, I was suspicious from the get-go. When he told me his name, I was sure." Janus spoke, clearly struggling to conceal his excitement.

"You ran into him?" Virgil repeated, still looking completely appalled. Janus chuckled.

"Yes... we both happened to be searching for the same book, an optional assigned reading for our shared critical thinking class," Roman squealed in delight. Janus continued, "We quite literally bumped into each other, and... We searched for the book together. There were only two copies left, which was..."

"Perfect," Roman whispered, stars in his eyes. Virgil had taken to staring at his plate to hide his smile.

"I do have to concede, Roman, that he is in fact... incredibly dashing." Janus kissed Roman's knuckles, and Virgil shrunk a little further into his hoodie, face thoroughly tomatoed.

"S-so did you get his number, or what?" Virgil spoke breathily after a moment.

"Ah. No, not exactly. In fact, I hardly got him to share his name." Janus conceded, but his tone remained sultry and smooth. "However. We did decide to meet again, tomorrow. At the library once more, to study together." Janus tried to keep his sly smirk but it was churning itself into a giddy smile.

Roman groaned. "You HAVE to get his number tomorrow!!!! I don't know how I'll live with myself if I can never see him again..." Roman slumped in his chair, slamming his forehead a bit clumsily on the tabletop with a soft 'ow'. Janus chuckled at him.

"All in due time my dear, all in due time. I feel it is a bit... optimistic to suspect that our bespectacled spectacle is not only attracted to men, but polyamorous, or at minimum willing to be romantically involved with a partner who is in a separate polyamorous relationship..." Janus brought his hand to his chin, tapping his pursed lips with his index finger pensively. Roman looked up to engage himself in listening to Janus more properly. "He seems rather... fragile. I feel it may be important that we take our time with him, and do our best not to... overwhelm him with bouts of affection," Janus spoke carefully, looking at Roman pointedly, who smiled sheepishly.

"Ok cool. Yeah. I get it, you guys are the only ones who get to meet our future boyfriend," Virgil commented, the foreshadowing in his words entirely unknown to himself. "Can we just eat and deal with this later, once Jannie has had the chance to talk to the guy again?" Virgil acted annoyed, but the lingering rosy shade in his cheeks was an undeniable giveaway. His boyfriends smiled at him fondly.

"I love you, Virgil," Roman blurted, looking at Virgil with a shocking tenderness that made Virgil almost nervous. Roman reached out to take Virgil's hand, who quickly accepted.

"I love you too Ro," Virgil kissed the inside of Roman's wrist, doing his best in his gay panic state to let his sincerity bleed out a bit. "So so much."

Roman blushed, gripping the hem of Virgil's hoodie and yanking him into a kiss. If Roman's grip weren't iron, Virgil would have fallen face first onto the floor between them. Janus laughed at them, smiling bright and watching as Virgil struggled to remain balanced.

[dragonsleather]

ok ok consider this

scratch and grounder both have adhd and the same stims

they both also love the same fidget toys and they both help eachother when they struggle with overstimulation/outbursts/exhaustion from stimming or mental exhaustion

YOU ARE SO BIG BRAINED!!!

I don't dabble much in neurodiversity exploration in the "robots defined by their incompetence and stupidity" as someone who isn't diagnosed. But I'm almost certain I have ADHD lol!!! I am of course projecting my traits onto them muahahahahaa!!

Scratch loves buying really weird stuff at charity shops/thrift stores. I'm talking ornaments and blankets and wall decor. The weirder the better!! Also I'm giving Scratch my echolalia!!! Grounder too!!!! I often repeat the last part of someone's sentence when they talk to me.

Also um!!! I'm just rambling (go best friend go) but Scratch and Grounder are Not Aware of Public Protocol, like,,, they get looked at by people for being weird and loud and they don't get why it's wrong (and they don't care)

Grounder has listened to pink oyster mushrooms connected to a modular synth for 3 hours straight before and can do so again if desired.

Both are known to get unreasonably frustrated at little things but they help each other calm down. When people don't say things directly and clearly to them, they get confused and immediately start getting annoyed and snappy

I like to imagine Grounder flicks through its weird arm tools, clanky noises so so good for the brain!!!

Scratch squawks when she's really happy!! And stomps his feet and flaps her hands. And she has terrible volume control

[logical-little-lies]

Playtime or Bedtime?- Agere!Sides AU (pt. 37)

A/N: So basically I logged off, didn’t write agere stuff for a bit, and realized all of my agere-related fanfiction definitely needed updated. Here’s a cute little set-aside chapter about Little Virgil+ Caregiver Roman, that kinda steps away from the main darkside plot. Cute, short, and simple. I hope you guys like it! (It’s only around 1200 words, shorter than most of the other chapters in this series)

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"Dada, play! Pleaseeee!" Virgil was definitely a little bigger than he usually was while regressed. He was also very playful, to say the least.

"Baby, it's bedtime, come on." Roman knew Virgil to not defy him much at all, so he expected that he'd be able to push bedtime just a little bit, and Virgil would give in. Virgil sat on his knees in his bed. He wore his day clothes still, which was his light purple onesie paired with black overalls.

"Dada pretty," Virgil stood up on the bed, distracting himself and putting his hand on Roman's face. He shyly complimented Roman a lot, just because Roman is who he had to look up to while little, and he found it nice to compliment him. Roman thought it was very sweet.

"Thank you very much baby. Now lets get you out of these overalls and brush your teeth!" Roman wrapped his arms around Virgil's waist, so that the boy faced him and couldn't move much.

"Don't wanna!" he whined, managing to wiggle out of his arms and go to the other side of the bed. He bounced in place after sitting down, giggling a bit.

"Darling, don't you wanna cuddle and listen to your baby music? And I could even tell you a story!" Roman offered, thinking the extra story would make him agree.

"Oh..." Virgil gave a pout, thinking for a moment.

"We will have all the time in the world tomorrow to play together, baby bat! For now though, playtime is over," Roman said, coming over and sitting next to Virgil. He wrapped his arm around Virgil's shoulder. Virgil pushed his arm off and crossed his own arms.

"No."

Roman almost had the urge to laugh, just from some sort of shock. He looked at Virgil, processing his actions and trying to determine if that was real.

"What was that, honey?" Roman spoke softly and sweetly, trying to remain caring and restrain from being overly harsh on the boy.

"No, no, no! Not sleepy!" he shouted, getting off the bed and running to hide behind something. He settled on his closet door, not shutting it completely and only peeking out behind it a little.

"Virgil, do we shout when we get upset?" Roman asked simply.

"Um...no?" Roman heard Virgil's high pitched voice from behind the closet door. He was hoping he'd be able to coax him out without having to force him to get out.

"That's right. I understand that you want to play, and that you don't feel sleepy, but you know the rules. If you really don't feel tired yet, we can run a bath and let you play in there. Baths always make you sleepy," Roman was having a hard time scolding him at all.

"But I thought it was bedtime?" Virgil peeked his head out more, his face showing fear and guilt.

"Yes, it is. But a small bath is always good, and it wouldn't take long."

Virgil looked down, nodding.

"Baby, come here please." Roman shifted, opening his arms with a motion. Virgil slowly came out, going back over to the bed and sanding in front of Roman. Roman gave a light nod, and he climbed up into his lap.

"Remember what we talked about?" Roman questioned.

"Um...about how I should tell you how I feel so that we can make co..comp-compromises?" he stumbled over the last word, and Roman nodded.

'That's right, baby. You being playful and not wanting to sleep yet is understandable, but if you were to tell me that you just weren't tired yet, maybe I would've offered the bath before you snapped at me." Roman could tell  Virgil was getting to that point where he felt overly guilty, he got the same way when he was little.

The difference was, Roman was bratty all the time, and usually it was direct acts of defiance, and it took him longer to get to that guilty stage. Virgil, however, rarely broke rules, and when he did, it was almost always him not knowing how to communicate his feelings or what he wanted. He'd snap, or stomp his foot, or just not listen because Roman wasn't understanding him, or he was mad and didn't know how else to show it. And for Virgil, that after-state of guilt and regret comes immediately.

"So next time what are you gonna try to do better?" Roman asked, looking at Virgil, who was in his lap. Roman has assumed Virgil was just trying to avoid going to bed to keep playing, but he did know that Virgil did have genuine issues sleeping well, and that sometimes he just wasn't tired. In those cases, he needed help getting sleepy. It was hard to tell the difference between Virgil just wanting to play, and him probably not being tired enough to actually sleep yet.

"Tell you that I'm not sleepy yet and that..and dat-" Virgil cut himself off, sniffling, obviously trying to choke back tears. He looked down. Roman wrapped his arms around his waist and squeezed him into a soft hug. He kissed the side of Virgil's head.

"Oh, Vee. I love you so much, you know that, right?" he sighed, looking at him. If the boy felt so guilty over one little shout and a few bratty actions, then Roman probably didn't have to worry about much other behavioral issues in the future. Virgil nodded, rubbing beneath his eyes.

"Daddy mad?" he mumbled, looking down and putting his hands on top of Roman's. The soft innocence in his voice had Roman feel bad for even trying to push bedtime so much in the first place.

"Daddy isn't mad at you, Baby Bat. I promise," Roman let Virgil take his hand into his and start fiddling with it. He would take one finger at a time and lightly squeeze it, or tap it, or rub a pattern. It was something for him to do to help calm down anxiety. Logan had mentioned multiple times that this probably meant that Little Virgil needed some sort of stimming toy, or just something he was able to fiddle with when he got nervous. Roman knew he was probably right, especially when Janus spoke up too, but Big Virgil always insisted that it wasn't needed.

"Pwomise?" Virgil's voice was very much littler. He looked up with glossy eyes at Roman.

"I'm not even upset, Little Angel." Roman felt Virgil melt into his touch more.

"I in trouble?" he asked, looking down at Roman's hands again and continuing to fiddle with his fingers.

Roman looked at him, "No, baby. Remember your rule list?"

Virgil nodded a bit. "Your only two punishments are timeouts and talking to me about what you did, which we've already done. You're not in trouble anymore, baby."

Virgil seemed relieved at that, leaning into Roman's touch more. "Now, how does that bath sound?" Roman questioned. Virgil giggled as Roman lifted him up and put him on his feet.

Roman was right, a quick bubble bath, with kids strawberry scented body wash, was enough to make Virgil sleepy. He played in the bubbles, and giggled a lot when Roman told him not to splash to much. And before either of them knew it, Virgil was cuddled up next to Roman, fast asleep.. 

And neither of them would wish for anything more.