#pub stim

[talos-stims]

cask ale | source

[stimboardboy]

winchester tavern sign

[nalza73]

𝕭ՑՑ 𝕶𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖍 𝕾𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖑 🔞: Menjelang malam, aku bersama kawan baikku Zul sudah berlepas ke KL. Masa tu jam lebih kurang hampir 7.00 malam. Tujuan kami nak ke belakang panggung coliseum, hehehe nak jumpa mak nyah. Wuihhhh! lawa-lawa beb. Ada yg cam sofia jane pon ada nak habag bagi. Masa tu kami memang selalu lepak kat sana sebab ada sorang mak nyah tu member aku kat kampong. Dia ingat aku tak kenal. Dah dua tiga kali aku jumpa maka aku pon pura-pura tanya dia, akhirnya pecah rahsia dia.

Menjelang malam, aku bersama kawan baikku Zul sudah berlepas ke KL. Masa tu jam lebih kurang hampir 7.00 malam. Tujuan kami nak ke belakang panggung coliseum, hehehe nak jumpa mak nyah. Wuihhhh! lawa-lawa beb. Ada yg cam sofia jane pon ada nak habag bagi. Masa tu kami memang selalu lepak kat sana sebab ada sorang mak nyah tu member aku kat kampong. Dia ingat aku tak kenal. Dah dua tiga kali aku jumpa maka aku pon pura-pura tanya dia, akhirnya pecah rahsia dia.

Pas tu kami gi la pulak ke satu pub, emmmmm nama dia aku pon dah tak ingat sebab dah lama dah, entah ada lagi ke tak aku pon tak tao sebab dah lama tak gi sana. Tapi tempat dia kat Jln Raja Laut, bawah dia ada bus stand. Kat situ pon kami ade kenal la dua tiga orang yg kerja kat situ. Dia orang ni tinggal di Pekan Setapak di atas Kentucky tu…. sewa bilik je… satu bilik dua orang. Malam itu kami lepak pulak di pub tersebut sampai tutup sebab kami ada tujuan… hehehe nak ikut "kenalan" kami balik bilik.

"Zul! ko gi naik teksi la ye… Liza nak naik motor dengan aku la.. boleh la ek! Mau tak mau Zul terpaksa la naik teksi sama Ela. Masa naik motor tu terasa juga syoknya sebab… korang tentu paham kan! Liza ni yang paling aku syok kat dia kat mana korang tau! Haaaa kat bumper diaaa….. waoooooo lebarrrrr. Itu yang aku stim sangat tu.Sampai kat bilik Liza terus tukar baju tapi sebelum tu dia cakap kat aku jangan tengok aaa! Yelahhhh kataku, tapi sempat tengok gak sikit.. pheh! putihhhh. Tapi aku aku buat cam tak tengok la. Kontrol beb.

Tetiba je aku terperasan yang si Liza ni tabur sesuatu kat atas tilam yg sedia terbentang. Aku takut gak mana la tao kot-kot dia nak pekena aku ke. Lalu aku tanya dia apa tu. Dia cakap takde per cuma bunga manggar yg dia buat nak kasi wangi bilik. Wangi bilik? Naper? Bilik u bau busuk ke? tanya ku. Eh!tolong skit ek. Busuk tak main la… eh eh marah ke. Takkkkkk! jawab Liza. Hmmmm legaaaa… kalu tak tentu kena halau kuar bilik.tetiba Liza tanya aku… nak tidor sini ke?…naper? dah nak suruh balik ke tanya ku.. tak la… kalau nak tidur sini tukar la baju dan suar u tu.

Berdebar plak rasa hati bila dia cakap gitu.. tapi dalam hati punya la seronok tak terkata. You ada baju dan suar ganti ke.. Ada jawab dia selamba. Mana? tanyaku.. dia buka almari terus ambil spender dia dan dihulur kat aku. Huh u nak suruh I pakai spender u? Hehehehehhahahaha dia gelak besar! Ha tanya lagi…. mana la nak cari baju dan suar utk u pakai tapi u pakai ni je lah lalu dihulurnya kain batik kat aku…. mmmmm nak pakai ke tak nak ni… dalam pikir-pikir tu aku capai jugek la sebab nanti tak leh tidur kat situ plak, naya je.

Tanpa buang masa aku salin pakai kain batik.. Hehehe pelik tol aku rasa sebab mana penah aku berkain batik. Lepas tu aku buat-buat baring kat tilam. Ada la dalam 10-15 minit aku kat situ tetiba je Liza datang dan terus baring sebelahku.Halamak sukanya aku. Mula-mula tu takut juga nak sentuh dia sebab aku ni mana la pernah tidur sebelah pompuan. Aku ni walaupon jahat jugak tapi teruna lagi tau.Konon nak simpan utk malam penentuan dgn pompuan yg bergelar bini aku nanti. Tapi aku rasa tak sempat dahhh.

Darah aku dah bergemuruh. Maklumlaaa jahil lagi. Aku jeling Liza yg berpakaian baju tidur bertali halus… naper jeling-jeling… tiba-tiba je Liza bersuara. Halamakkk dia nampak laa. Tak de per…. tengok je aku jawab selamba. Dia senyum.. senyum ada makna tuuuuuu. "Bang! Tutup lampu bang" aku bingkas bangun dan lap terus gelap lau berjalan semula ke tilam… aduihhhhhh! Naper? Liza terkejut. Abang tersepak kotak! Kotak hapa tu… heheheh Liza gelak beso lagi…. kotak kayu buat isi buku….. patut la keras sangatttt.tapi takpe.aku terus baring semula dan tangan ku bersilang atas badan Liza.. dia cakap, apa pegang-pegang ni.. aku tarik semula tangan. Dua tiga minit pas tu aku silang lagi tangan kat atas badan dia dan terkena pula buah dada dia. Hish! Apa ni! Dia bersuara lagi.

Alaa takkan tidur saja kut kataku berani. Sambil tu aku beranikan diri urut-urut kat lengan dia, badan dia, dia dia pulak. Ada can ni. Lalu aku rapatkan badanku dengan Liza. Hmm harum semerbak. Dipendekkan cerita dapat la aku romen-romen dengan Liza. Lalu aku cuba masukkan tanganku dalam baju tidur dia. Mmmmmm dapatttttt! Dapat pegang buah dada dia… halamakkk boleh tahan gak beso dia.. puting pon dah keras. Aku terus naik atas badan dia dan nyonyot buah dada dia dr luar baju. Habis basah baju Liza dek air liur aku. Hmmmmm basaaaaahhh baju Liza ni. Kalu camtu bukak la baju.. kataku.. lalu dia bangaun dan terus melurutkan baju dari tubuh monggel dia. Tapi aku tak nampak sebab gelap. Bila baring semula aku rasa dah ada per kat badan dia, tinggal kulit je.

Aku tanpa berlengah terus buang kain batik dan suar dalam yg aku pakai,juga tinggal kulit je hehe. Pas tu apa lagi bergomol sakan la kami dalam gelap tu. Tangan ku mencapai lurah di celah kelangkangnya… basahhhh. Tiba-tiba tok… tok…. tok…. pintu diketok dari luar. Halamakk! Aku punya la takut. Mana la tau pencegah maksiat pulak yang datang. Tak ke naya. Tapi Zul dan Ela yang sampai. Fuh! Lega. Kami terus sarungkan pakaian semula tapi aku tetap dengan kain batik.

Bila masok Zul dab Ela senyum je pandang aku dan kata kain batik dia aku pakai. Pinjam kataku. Ela senyum je lantas berkata "takper pakailah". Ela bentangkan tilam kat sebelah dinding. Jarak antara tilam dia dan tilam kami hanya hanya kurang 4 kaki je. Hishhh kalu buas nanti tersentuh plak dengan Ela dan Zul ni. Tapi tak pe lah. Malam tu Zul pon pakai kain batik cam aku. Punya la kelakar…. Lap… lampu ditutup semula dan aku beraksi semula… kami pon telanjang semula.

Malam ni aku nak cuba beraksi macam blue film punya. Selepas puas hisap dada.. perut pusat lalu aku turun ke celah kelangkang pula… Liza pulak selamba je buka kelangkangnya. Aku terus mula aksi yang terlalu asing bagiku. Habis ku jilat ku gigit dan ku kulum segala yang ada di situ. Liza pula cuba kontrol napas takut didengar dek kawan sebelah tapi ku pasti mereka tentu dengar punya. Ah! Lantak lah. Sampai lobang bontot Liza pon aku jilat dan korek. Hish stim tol.

Setelah puas kat situ aku panjat semula ke atas dan tanpa disangka-sangka Liza berkata "nakkkk! dalam nada amat perlahan. Aku pon nak tapi aku takut. Tapi dek bisikan shaitan aku tewas juga. Lalu ku hunuskan senjata ku ke lembah gersang Liza…. ploop! Masukkkk. Lalu bermulalah aksi sorong tarik antara kami. Tetiba je lampu terpasang dan aku terkedu. Woi! Apa ni! Teriak ku dalam suara yang dikontrol. Malu gak beb. Aku tak tahan la kata Zul. Asyik dengar suara je tapi tak nampak. Naper ngan Ela tu. Ela datang bulan la kawann kata Zul. Alaaaa korang buat la aku nak tengok. Gila per kata ku. Tolong la aku nak tengok laaa. Tak tahan ni. Aku tanya Liza amacam? Liza angguk. OK?

Hish tak pernah dibuat dek orang ni. Tapi stim punya pasal aku buat jugak la. Ela dah hanyut dengan mimpinya. Mula-mula tu kekok jugak sebab masih malu tapi lama2 ok la.Aksi kami lebih bertenaga dan Liza bersuara agak kuat dengan bunyian yang menyetimkan.. emmmmmm arghhhhh…. dan macam-macam. Korang bayangkan sendirilah bunyi camna ek!. Masa aksi sorong tarik tu aku dah tak tahan lalu ku cabut batangku dan cengkam kuat-kuat… kontrolll…. pas tu aku dekatkan batangku pada mulut Liza dan dia terus cium dan membelai dengan penuh kasih sayang.

Beberapa ketika dia masukkan batangku kemulutnya dan dibuat aksi sorong tarik. Sementera itu lidahnya memainkan peranan. Hmm geliiiiiiiii! Dijilatnya kepala senjataku dan membuatkan aku lupa seketika dan hampir tak tertahan lagi. Lalu kutarik dari mulutnya dan terus ku benamkan ke dalam lubang nikmatnya. punggongnya bergerak-gerak dengan aksi ayunan yg maha sedap.

Selepas itu ku pusingkan Liza dan kubenamkan batangku dari arah belakang. Badan Liza tertunduk ke bawah… hanya bontotnya yang tinggi. Ku teruskan hayunan… plop plap bunyi yang terbit dari aksi sorong tarikku dek air yang melimpah dari lurah Liza. Ada la lebih kurang 10 minit ku buat begitu lalu tiba-tiba terasa tak tertahan lagi dan ku pancutkan ledakan maniku ke dalam rahim Liza.

Bergegar dan bergetar badan Liza menerima henjutan akhir itu. Aku tertiarap diatas badan Liza juga bergetar badanku melepaskan sisa-sisa mani ku. Dalam pada itu aku terpandang Zul dengan aksinya sorang diri.. lima pukul satu juga telah berakhir… habis badan Ela terkena pancutan maninya. Tapi Ela tetap hanyut. Pas tu aku senyum kat Zul yang juga membalas senyumanku.. senyum ada maknaaaa tu. Lepas itu kami lena hingga ke pagi.

Pagi tu aku dan Zul tak ke tempat kerja. Kami ponteng. Selepas tengahhari kami pon balik ke Kajang dan berjanji akan datang semula dua atau tiga malam kemudian. Demikianlah secebis kisah aku yang tak pernah terpikir untuk buat gitu sebelum malam pertama telah tewas di tangan pompuan yang bernama Liza. Ok lain kali jumpa lagi ek! Bye….

[inezrable]

The name "Aziraphale" has become a vocal stim but only in certain ways that Crowley has pronounced it. Some favourites include

(Drunk off his tits in a pub in s1e4) Aziraphale...

(Through gritted teeth in his car in s2) Aziraphale, what have you done!

Call. Aziraphale. (All lines to london are currently busy) NRGHH!!!

"Hey, Aziraphale! See you found a ride! Nice dress, suits you."

[sopaprimordialy]

Warriors HC collection - 2nd Edition

Click here for 1st Edition — The Warriors

THE HOUSE OF HURRICANE

They are drag queens. That's not even a head canon because the lyric book addresses them as "House of Hurricane" rather than just "The Hurricanes" like it does with the other gangs. Additionally, the actors playing them are all queer (Michaela Jaé [Yaya] is a trans woman, Billy Porter [Granger] is gay and Mykal Kilgore [Élan] identifies as queer).

This, combined with the music style, vogue, which originated within the queer black community, indicates which groups they're representing here.

In the movie, the gang in roller skates was called "The Punks", and I incorporated this fact to my HC that they (Yaya, Élan and Granger) used to be a trio called The Punks when they were teenagers and had to stick together to protect themselves on the streets. As they grew up and discovered more about themselves and the world they live in, The Punks eventually became a larger crew known as The House Of Hurricane.

They own a couple of gay bars, discos and pubs in upper Manhattan (here you'll have to forgive me for the lack of knowledge about locations in the US, if you have a more specific suggestion for where their turf could be, let me know!)

Since a drag family, among other things, has to do with drag style, I believe the main component of the Hurricanes' style is skating. They are known for their ice and roller skating performances, being able to move and dance freely wearing them (I'm jealous)

The three of them are drag mothers to a LOT of other queens. After the events of the album, their Hous will be long last and their legacy will be gigantic. Yes, by that I mean some future Hurricanes will participate on RuPaul's Drag Race.

Now, individual head canons ahead! Since they appear in only one song, a lot of this is just me hallucinations

ÉLAN

She's the leader, and she has always been the mother of the group. As I mentioned earlier, I believe these three know each other since they're teens, but Élan is a bit older.

Some time before the events of the album, one of the drags she mothered/recruited was killed by the police. She, and many others, quile literally went missing in the park at night. Because of this she tells the Warriors to "stand up for you and yours"; she regrets not being there for her.

She's a taurus (Idk why this felt important).

She's the kind of person who'll tell you her deepest, darkest traumas with a straight face while you're left there, horrified.

Speaking of trauma, she has a lot of it.

They all have. My poor mistreated children.

She cares deeply for all her girls, but especially Yaya. Sometimes Yaya complains, claiming that she doesn't need to be babied, but Élan's still protective of her.

YAYA

The baby of the group.

She's literally never out of drag, which made Élan and Granger start to realize maybe this wasn't the same artistical feeling they had for her.

She's trans. That's it.

And she's always gorgeous.

Also, she's autistic, because I CAN hc whatever I want. One of her favorite stims is imitating the little noises she hear, hence why she keeps singing "dong dong!" during Quiet Girls.

She's a gemini (bcs I started this signs thing and if I stop now it'd be weird).

Yaya was like, super nervous when she told the others about being trans, because crossdressing is one thing, being a trans woman is another.

Fortunately the other members of the gang are not assholes so she was well accepted, and Yaya became her actual name.

She's the most flexible of the group. As my dance teacher wisely said once: "Queers can vogue dance because they don't have bones".

GRANGER

First of all, I love her voice. Not a head canon but I needed to say that. Billy Porter I didn't know you before but holy shit I'm in love.

I feel like she's the strongest of the group, the one who can actually fight and tend to protect the others.

She was the one actually dragging the Warriors out of that train, and she is the one to confront them with the "how do we address our guests [...]" part.

At the end of Quiet Girls when she says "Stand clear of the closing doors!" I always imagined her high kicking the train door. Wearing skates. She cracks the glass.

And then death drops. That's it thanks for reading my incredible ideas for an animatic I'll never make hope it's good 🤙🏽

She's a scorpio (just to be clear here I don't necessarily know what I'm talking about)

I don't really know why but I associate her with Jennifer Lopez's El Anillo.

She taught the others how to skate, she learned as a kid.

[oolathurman]

<Stim Please> and <Down With Sith Bus> is live!

Finally, you don't have to log out in an unsafe area (aka any cishet/white/ableist guild). Or log into one, for that matter.

<Stim Please> (pub) and its sister guild <Down With Sith Bus> (imp) on Star Forge dedicated to creating an actually safe space in-game -- and out.

Benefits include a discord server, the Nar Shaddaa pub side stronghold and Rishi imp side stronghold, no inactivity limits, alt toon parking, 5-10% xp bonus (depending on faction) and repair allowances (no more out of pocket like the US healthcare system \o/)! Also, you don't have to group with randos anymore?!

DM me for a discord invite!

[ya-bug-boy]

Could you write something about piers liking a gn reader that has autism and social anxiety? Like, he tries to gain their trust and make them as happy as they can be. Always looking out for them. I think that they wouldn't go to his concerts cause, big bad noise. Them being so excited over something they do the flappy hands, I think he would find it cute(I hope).

Wow, this is practically a self insert, I feel a little embarrassed. You can ignore this if it would be too much. I know learning about autism can be annoying to some people because of all the information you have to search for and read. So, please, ignore this if you don't want to write it, thank you^^

Piers x GN Autistic Reader

Not gonna lie, people are surprised when they learn about you being Piers' partner. Not to say that you're a particularly bad person or the wrong kind of partner, but because of your certain needs and limitations.

You sometimes have trouble looking at people in the eye. This dates back to your youth. You fortunately got a lot better at speaking with people through extensive vocal therapy classes though. You also get overwhelmed with sensory overload in particular scenarios. It varies. Sometimes the lights and loud music in stores are too much, it depends on how mentally prepared you are to be in there, but having a pair of sunglasses and noise cancelling headphones does help when some days get too harsh for you. You don't have a verbal tick, but you do stim from time to time. Typically you flap your hands in place or rock back and forth in a chair, but this is to indicate that you're in a good mood!

You can still hold a conversation, take relatively good care of yourself, and even work at a job. But just in case, you do have a therapy Pokemon. It's a Riolu, he comes with you everywhere you go. You unfortunately suffer from anxiety and though anxiety/panic attacks has lessened throughout the years due to your well managed coping mechanisms, help from support groups, and regular therapy, there might come across a time in which you need help. However, you live alone. So your Riolu is necessary to help prevent you from getting too close to dangerous situations.

Piers was checking out the local records shop when he found you there. There's only one record shop in the entire Galar region and it's themed like an old fashioned pub.

Piers doesn't really have a preference as to what kind of partner he desires, but admittedly you were very attractive and your Riolu wearing a vest that was labelled, "WORKING. THERAPY POKEMON," caught his interest.

Piers politely walked over and waved at you to get your attention, to which you turn around. He's not entirely aware as to why you can't look at him in the eyes but with the conversation you have with him, he finds you interesting enough to ask for your number.

You talk with him a lot over text and he gets to know more about your personality. You become more relaxed, cheery, and even playful as you share with him memes and images.

But when he tries to invite you to one of your shows, you politely decline and explain why. You have trouble being in crowded, overstimulating scenarios. You explain that you might suffer from an anxiety attack and didn't want him to see that.

He becomes more gentle after that. He doesn't invite you to his shows, but he's always showing you his new music because he loves your opinion. It's always shared safely in the comfort of your home or his.

Since he's not entirely sure of what your boundaries or limitations are, he's always asking for permission before he does ordinary things, like asking to hold your hand or to even hug you. Despite his broody and glum demeanor, he's quite the gentleman.

He starts to read a few books about autism after you two start dating. He wants to make sure he's doing things right. You swear you've never had a boyfriend as sweet as him, to which he scoffs, turns his head so you don't see his blush on his pale face.

He's a sweetheart and more importantly, he's yours.

[not-a-princess-but-a-queen]

I’m listening to The Illustrious Client and I love Sherlock stimming! Complaining about the lighting, vocal ticks and pops. Marianna is now forever Mrs. Hudson lol.

We got the Irregulars! I saw something like that at Netflix, might check it out!

Sherlock getting the microphone and complaining about us listening lol

Being at the pub quiz and insisting they leave when they get to the categories he doesn’t know is so him lol.

Also love that they’re having how protective Sherlock is of vulnerable people and his hatred for people who abuse their power.

[h0t-p1nk-ch33tah-pr1nt]

I hate how one of my vocal stims is saying a line from hobies big ass introduction speech. Like ITS SO FUN TO SAY having a laugh at the pub with the mandem

[the-autistic-agoraphobe]

Autistic April Day 17: Disability support I have received.

Most Thursdays I have a support worker who comes and takes me on an outing. I usually like to go to the opshops with her. Opshops are fun to look at and sometimes I find cool things to buy in them.

My support worker knows where to park so I can get into each opshop without getting frightened with my agoraphobia. Sometimes I feel the need to run from her car too the opshop but she is very understanding with this.

After opshopping we Sometimes go to the library. I like to borrow books from the library or print things out on the computer like knitting patterns I find online.

It can be a bit changing getting into the libairy because the car park is around the back and the back door needs a libairian to open it up. I can't walk around to the front of the library because it makes me feel awful with my agoraphobia. So I stand near my support workers car which is my safe place in the car park while my support worker rings the doorbell and the librarian opens the door. When I see the door is open I run into the library where I feel safe. As I have a hidden disability and the sunflower lanyard isn't very well recognised yet in Australia yet the librarians can have trouble understanding what's going on but when we explain it to them they seem to understand. I hope in the future more people in Australia will recognise the sunflower lanyard.

We also go and have lunch at the pub and play pool on the pool table. I like playing pool. Sometimes I win and sometimes my support worker wins. Sometimes one of us sinks the 8 ball. I like Thursdays it's good to go out and do things with my support worker.

Image Descriptions:

1: Peanut is a 2005 baby furby with nude coloured fur. On her head is a tuft of light pink fur and on her tummy is a pink circle. She has two stubby short legs with nude coloured fur on them. Her feet are neutral colour like her eyelids. She has black eyelashes. She is wearing a hair tie in her hair that is round with white fabric with dark blue flowers on it. It has a dark blue button in the middle. Her nappy is white with dark blue flowers on it and is done up with a safety pin. Peanut is looking at a book.  The book has a picture of a firetruck from a side view. The background behind the firetruck is dark green. There is black text above the fire truck that says "fire truck". On the other page there is a picture of a dump truck. There is a blue background behind the dump truck and "dump truck" is written above the dump truck in black text. There is a caption that says "Peanut at the Library".

2:There are a list of prompts for each day of the month for Autistic April. The top and bottom of the image is light purple and the middle part of the image is white with black text on it. The black text says "Autistic April 2024 Prompts: 1: Special interests 2: How you found out you were Autistic 3: your favourite stim 4: alternative forms of communication 5: your favourite fidget toys 6: textures you hate 7: safe foods 8: other disabilities you have 9: LBGTQI+ 10: childhood special interests11: comfort items 12: your favourite Autistic celebrities or characters13: unmasking 14: sensory aids 15: misdiagnosis 16: Autism friendly places 17: Disability support you have received 18: animals 19: favourite thing about being Autistic 20: echolalia 21: idenity first or Person first language 22: the spoon theory 23: colours that represent Autism (not blue) 24: Autistic owned small businesses 25: meltdowns and/or shutdowns 26: Your clothing prefences 27: Self care 28: Relatable Autism memes 29: Accessibility 30: routines" There is an infinity symbol that is half red and half gold on the top right corner of the white section. End Descriptions.

[blubushie]

do you stim and if so how? sorry if that's personal, i do and i'm curious how others stim

No wukkas mate, you're fine!

I don't stim in any way that's really noticeable.

In the past few months I've been gradually willing myself into breaking my dermatophagia habits. I used to obsessively bite my nails and the skin around my nails in addition to picking at them. I've been doing this since I was about three and I reckon it started because my nails used to be so long that they were outright uncomfortable and I started mutilating them to get rid of that feeling (this is speculation, but I think it's what happened because the longer they are, the higher my drive to bite them).

I still relapse and bite sometimes when I zone out but I usually catch myself before I end up biting them so low that you can tell they've been bitten. My nails have come a very long way from what they looked like a few years ago and I'll admit it's definitely something I'm very self-conscious about since they were so short they bled sometimes and I got made fun of it a lot when I was in school.

Right now the longest is my left thumb. The only nails I have short (and plan to keep at their current length) are my trigger and middle fingers on my left hand for reasons. Mostly for work though—if the trigger finger is long I'm worried about bumping my rifle because she's a hair trigger and having her fire before I'm ready.

Sometimes when I'm focused on something that doesn't require my hands, I'll rub the pad of my trigger finger over the edge of my thumb nail but I only do this on my left hand and I reckon I'll stop once I get used to the feeling of having a long nail there. For the first time since I was around 5 my nail is growing away from the bed and I can feel the edge of the nail when I touch the tip of my thumb and that hasn't happened for about 17 years so it's gonna take some getting used to.

Any other stimming I have isn't noticeable as stimming and usually just passed off as Bloke Shit. I scratch the left side of my jaw when I'm nervous, I scratch the back of my neck and won't make eye contact when I'm embarrassed or flustered, I scratch my right sideburn when I'm thinking about something. If I'm really nervous because there's a lot of people around I rub my thumb over the corkscrew on my pocketknife or I go through ny keyring while it's in my vest. All of this is funny to me because I use my right hand for these things despite being left-handed.

If I'm holding a knife sometimes I'll brush the sharp edge across the pad of my right thumb when I'm thinking about something. I don't make a habit of handling knives unless I'm using them, so this only happens when someone starts talking to me or I'm whittling and start zoning out.

I chew the inside of my lip/cheeks a lot. It's worse when I'm really anxious/in a high-stress situatiation and I once had to go to hospital because I was being yelled at by a teacher and almost chewed a hole all the way through to the front. I had to get two stitches and the teacher noticed because I couldn't swallow the blood in time (I also later threw up most of that blood at hospital).

Nowadays I mostly keep the oral stimming under wraps with things people wouldn't recognise as stimming unless you know me personally. I chew jerky for ten minutes at a time until it's soft. I smoke. I suck on TicTacs. I put a toothpick between my lips and roll that back and forth. I chew on clover or kangaroo grass.

I want to make a point that these only happen around people. I chainsmoke in cities. The more people there are, the worst I am. If I'm sitting outside a pub I'm probably smoking. If I'm inside a pub I'm sitting in a corner by myself and peoplewatching. I don't sit at the bar because people can come up behind me where I can't see but if I'm having a rougher evening I'll stand with my back against the bar and spin a yarn with the bartender if I know him.

If I'm by myself I don't do any of this shit aside from rubbing my thumb nail. It only happens around people (probably because I'm antisocial and people make me very nervous).

All this is to say I don't stim in ways people notice. I probably have some stims that I've never actually realised I'm doing or noticed as stims. Some of the behaviours I've picked up from my dad who aside from PTSD is neurotypical—for example, Dad also fidgets with his keys when he's thinking about something.

I think it's less a matter of stim and possibly just me having busy hands. I always have to be doing something and it's hard for me to ever really relax. I've never successfully meditated for example and the only time I get the clearheaded effect meditation is supposed to provide is when I'm looking down a scope, so there's that. Work is prayer.

[badnew2005]

rehashing this post from right before s15 like. hm !!!!! first half of the post died like hoodie gate and dennis in macs room turned to be Nothing. i’m still maintaining they fucked over quarantine (SINGING HAPPY SILLY LITTLE COUNTRY LOVE SONGS ?????? country mac vs mac) but. dennis is still emotionally in north dakota. he’s still fight or flight. he’s learnt he can’t survive without mac without the gang and still had to come crawling back to philly But he’s not emotionally back. he’s not accepted he’s back and this is Who He Is. that he couldn’t survive as someone else once again. he’s terrified mac and the gang can see through him. he still wants to run. the gang go on holiday. go where PURPLE ??? that’s not a place !!! vocal stim of all time. they go to ireland back to their Roots. they’re an Irish bar. macs so aggressively american irish. let’s tell him he’s dutch. to shut him up. need to confuse him, spin him around, give him a different focus other than Me.

mac and dennis barely interact in ireland. dennis’ obsession with authenticity almost killing him. he’s trying so hard to be Real to be a Real Person. not Himself of course. someone real here. s14 health scare dennis NOT vigilant about covid ???? REFUSING to admit he had it. because it wasn’t authentic. wasn’t Real. because he spent 2020 hiding away with mac, slowly falling back into old routines, back in love back to being see through. fuck. that’s Not what ireland was for. dennis being the one to point out charlie’s dad died from covid. weird washy vision. dennis the “Only One” who didn’t get vaccinated. s14 health freak out dennis more about mac than anything else. he wanted Everything to be The Same back to when they could read eachother BUT he’s terrified of being Seen by mac. by mac who can Now see himself as gay, what the fuck is he finally going to be able to see in dennis. macs been spun around by dennis so he just goes to i’ll look after dennis Directly when he asks. i don’t want him running away from me again. also pizza poisoning. building back up that codependency. dennis needing anything else than Mac to blame all his mac problems on. Macs priest journey he’s thinking about Himself he’s Looking After Himself. not dennis. big mo should we quit the game. if you’re not having fun anymore. he’s not. everything with dennis is more Pain than anything else. being suffocated by his own love. sorry about the delusional maccricket hopes. mac and cricket ex boyfriends i’ll never stop believing in you though. macden using cricket as a middle man instead of just fucking eachother. den and charlie trying to spin him around confuse him saying he’s not irish. okay. next aspect of my identity is catholic. i’ll just go Full into that. the wars over. the storm has stopped raging. maybe. it’s complex. but it’s easier than dennis. feeling unfulfilled by the church though. this isn’t what i wanted this isn’t filling my dennis shaped hole. coming back together on the mountain. to help charlie. finding the truth. they lied to me told me i wasn’t irish just because they thought i was annoying? heartbreaking. DEVASTATING honestly. fuck you im leaving. i don’t have to help you. you’ll never help me. all i’ve been DOING is trying to Look After Myself so you wouldn’t have to. macs whole LIFE trying so desperately for someone to Love him. fuck man.

but back in the pub. mirror of paddys. we’re never escaping paddys. but why would i want to. we’re always running out into the world looking for treasures when everything we need is right here in the bar. their own ecosystem. and we carry out country (us. giggling like yeah the United States US and just. Us as a relationship) with us wherever we go! BECAUSE WE LOVE HER! and when you love someone , you can’t BEAR TO LEAVE EM BEHIND” watch dennis. face journey. he realises before mac. he loves philly he loves paddys he loves the gang he loves mac. HE CANT KEEP RUNNING AWAY. it’s okay to stop and be stationary. it’s okay to be who you are. “not ever” he’s ran away so many times. even this holiday with the gang he’s running from them. mac looks at him. mac knows. it’s okay that mac can read me that he can see through me like this. it’s good. i missed it. i’m weak and tired of running and I’m Sorry. everything i’ve done to you because i hated myself because i was scared of myself. they go to charlie. it’s the big game. they’ve embraced who they are (american) (Who They Are) and that’s when you WIN. dennis was in north dakota during the big game. wasn’t part of it. was still running. i’ve said it a thousand times sure he’s physically back in philly for years but emotionally he was still running. he’s stopped. laid down to rest.

i don’t want to hypothesise about s16 too much but after the first two eps are out i feel confident saying. the cat is poking his head out of the wall. he’s missing mac. i’ve said before end of clip show SINISTER “we’re back to normal” it’s dennis’ fantasy he wants so badly to become reality. he’s the best at monitoring reality and pulling one over on the gang. because that’s all he Ever does. that’s all he’s been doing. they’ve only just caught on or directly challenged him or tried to live in their own fantasies. i don’t know if dee’s cat is fully coming out of the wall but he’s poking his head. barely saw macden apartment last season because they were running away from her. sterile. in the season Opener we saw Her Insides. the fridge. casual domesticity. throwing out all of their furniture and sleeping on a blow up bed together. he’s stopped running. when you embrace who you are then you WIN. but. macs moving on. it’s been too long. took dennis too long to adjust. that happens. i’m so scared to tinhat about johnny but. i’m still your leading man. macs got another leading man. he’s being replaced maybe. it’s me it was always me. i think we’re gonna see more of that. i have always trusted the structure. i don’t think it’s going to be fruitless. yeah i think i’m out now. he’s BACK from north dakota he’s working on himself. macden doorway in inflates mirroring macdenbreakup. we don’t need to tell you our business. he’s protecting himself protecting their relationship. he’s not getting angry anymore. working to be a person. not letting small things blow up anymore. but it’s not going to be enough. he needs to Show Mac he cares More. it’s going to be difficult but. i trust the structure

[dccontramundum]

anchor's endeavour commentary / pilot episode

this got so long i've had to stick most of it under a cut

the first shot we get of morse's face is so beautiful. he looks SO young. a baby.

also the subtitles are (painfully slow typing) which is so funny. his typing is painfully slow.

socks hanging on the window to dry. idk why that's so funny to me.

him not hearing mcleash over his opera even though he's talking pretty loud

also love his excuse for getting out of going to the pub with mcleash. he points at what he's typing like it's work, which is what mcleash assumes, but it's literally his resignation letter lmao

then morse once again ignoring/not hearing mcleash on the bus and just staring out the window. daydreaming. music playing in his head

he's got the beige coat instead of the green one but it's still equally thin and cheap and i hate it

lott talking to morse and mcleash like they're children

almost the first thing morse says to him is a haughty little "wouldn't you think?" comment. i love him. he's such a little bitch sometimes

then he's in his lodgings. he looks so sad and pathetic. like a wet cat

ahhhh the first interaction with thursday!!! "there is one thing, sir" and thursday turns around. and listens. and it's SO important to morse. the first person to listen to him. yeah he then dismisses the idea a second later but still. he listened.

and then immediately the next scene is morse following that line of inquiry anyway lol

when he's talking to the woman he listens. "what makes you say that?" and a thoughtful little expression on his face. i adore him. the way he reacts to thursday listening to him as though he's the first person to ever give him a chance, vs the way he's always so careful listening to others. you become the person who would've saved you the time no one did. or smth

he's so grumpy when he gets into the office and immediately gets sent out again. so grumpy. it's easy to forget how grumpy he can get because he's also so vulnerable, but really, he's very bad-tempered sometimes.

i always forget how bad he is with the blood phobia this early on. he really really can't look. keeps such a long distance away too.

eww alex from university. "didn't take?" stfu leave him alone

how much morse struggles with his social skills. alex giving him a friendly tap while he says "word of advice..." and morse looking down at his collar where he touched him in confusion

ahhh his opera idol! he tries to walk away but then he can't stop himself from grinning and it's so cute and he just has to turn around, he can't help himself

he's so shy! right up until the moment he can get back on script. his planned script for the conversation

"what can i do for you mr morse" "actually it's detective constable morse"

the first time he takes work home with him!!! literally!!! he brought evidence home!!

he's using a folded up quilt as a desk

his hands are so pretty and slender.

repeated pen clicking while he rocks himself back and forth a couple times!! stim!!

dorothea frazil and the "have we met" "i don't think so" "another life then" moment. ohhh i love it so much. it's so important.

ahhhh he's in the jag for the first time!!! his smile is so cute!!! blasting his opera!!

"friday, must be corned beef" yessss

"when it comes to reliability the fixed motion of the heavens has nothing on my win" awww <3 and also morse smiling about it

when thursday realises morse has been on the case and he just accepts it and listens. again.

oh and!! when they get in. thursday's "wait a minute" to the others, to get them to listen too. "the lad's been having a bit of a dig around the tremlett case. tell them"

how they stare at him and he starts to lose confidence. "...possibly." then they start to echo what he's saying and he looks so hopeful... and then so crushed and upset when they shoot his idea down entirely.

lmao and then the smug look when it turns out to be right.

"who's a clever boy then." lott :/

okay but when the victim's family member starts sobbing and collapses to the floor. morse's reaction is so important to me. he kneels first to rub her back. but then she wails, and he just leans forward and he's not even fully hugging her, he's sort of bracing her with his own body, like he's trying to give her something to push against. i just think it says a lot about what he would want in that situation. he wants someone to be solid while he's breaking down.

this is getting so long i keep hitting the character limit per text block and coming back to split it up

the autopsy!! oh he's trying so hard. he's trying so hard to be brave. looks away with his eyes as much as he can but without turning his head away. then there's a little wobble ( and as someone who passes out for medical reasons fairly often, that is an exceptionally accurate portrayal. there's so often a little wobble first where you don't realise you're going down, you just feel a bit unsteady ) and then there it is. he's gone.

okay but the shot where thursday catches him, you can see the very end of the shot roger going "OH SHIT". he defo dropped him lmao and they just cut the sound

"you'll be alright." sir he's unconscious on the ground

"actually sir i don't drink" "very commendable. now get that down you" noooooooo :(

actually though "if you're going to apologise, don't". that's sweet

red jag!!!! <3

when he's walking with dr stromming he's nearly jogging to keep up with him. they keep putting him near people who are taller than him!! makes him look smaller than he really is

when he stands talking to someone he often has his hands clasped behind his back. which. as someone who also does that. is sometimes a way to stop ur hands from fidgeting.

"you didn't used to be so cruel" this is one of the things i adore about morse. even with people he's friendly with, or trying to be friendly with, he doesn't hesitate to bluntly state when he doesn't like what they said. and then "poor old morse. you were never oxford material. too bloody decent, by half" so mean. why is everyone so mean to him.

when he's shaving it sort of looks like he's wearing a t-shirt ( unusual ) and it looks a little bit like it's on inside out, with the seams on the outside. it's probably just the way it's designed, but. still

thursday walking morse to the chief super's office, "just tell dcs crisp what you told me, alright?" reassuring him. i love morse's combo of arrogance and anxiety

"he's lying. i know he is" oh babe. baby boy.

"he was still in love with her, he couldn't have harmed her" hopelessly, hopelessly romantic. i love him.

nooooo he's gone to the pub upset for the first time. nooooo

"any stupidity was mine"

talking about his mother. he's so heartbreakingly vulnerable when he's talking about her. "someone soft. the scent of her hair. tenderness"

"now get out of my office before i have someone break your legs, you little bastard" and morse looks so upset and scared by that. and he does get out of his office. i love how scared he is, so so so much. a protagonist who's so visibly and frequently frightened is unusual and it's so special.

"and who gave you leave to do that?" "i did" thursday to the rescue!!!! yesss!!!

so he got scared and went to the station and then from this point on, he's got thursday with him. morse stands slightly behind him, which is so cute.

ahhh the bit where thursday sends morse out to the car to look for tobacco!! morse is so gullible sometimes i love it. i love it so much. and then he comes back and he's so surprised to find thursday committed violence. he just can't believe it.

"what about the law?" oh baby. sweetheart. your black and white thinking. i love it.

"did inspector thursday hit teddy samuels" "no sir" such an interesting moment for morse's sense of morality! and then he gets yelled at. and he reacts visibly to it. again, the vulnerability in him. he's so so reactive. he hands over his letter of resignation.

"i read your file, boy" lott calling morse 'boy'. that's the second time.

ohhh then with rosalind calloway. "you saved my life". he's referencing i think the time when he was a suicidal teen living with his father and stepmother. knowing about that from i.m. gives so much context to that scene.

"are you flirting with me?" "a little. perhaps." so soft. so shy but also so honest. SO vulnerable. that's what strikes me about so much of this episode. he's so vulnerable in so many ways and i love that about him, but he still has this edge to him that you wouldn't expect from someone with such vulnerability.

"perhaps better to have loved and lost." "so i'm told" ohhh he hurts so much. he's hurting so much.

ok ok then it cuts to the next morning, and he's on his bed, fully clothed still, dead asleep. and the note pinned to his chest is from thursday. so there's a whole ass missing scene there where thursday finds him, presumably drunk, and gets him home. so. does he go to thursday, upset and drinking? does thursday come across him?

also love how morse handed in his resignation and was absolutely set on it, and then one (1) note from thursday and he goes running straight back. all it takes is one person's belief in him.

"dear, dear? a young girl strangled [etc.] and all you can say is dear, dear?" he's so cross!!! god i love him. he's so blunt and genuine. absolutely no ability to hide his emotion. love how thursday has to rein him in.

oh he's so upset now he's worked out the truth. poor boy.

thursday wanting to go on and interrupt the performance, and morse stopping him. beautiful.

oh him crying in his room listening to her record. and crying outside her cell. and crying again realising she's dead. poor poor baby. so young and so vulnerable and so deeply heartbroken.

thursday picking him up to take him to the station. so sweet.

"mind if i drive?" ahhh he loves driving. he loves it. so cute.

morse staring at himself in the car mirror. totally zoned out. he zones out so often

"endeavour!" the way he looks so cross about that.

[intersectingparadigms]

Hi

I saw one of your posts about forensics and how you dropped out because of the inaccuracies in the science. (Understatement of the year, but I think u get what I mean)

I'm thinking about taking forensics in college, but this made me rethink that decision because, as much as I hate inconclusiveness, I still have this genuine interest in it.

So I was wondering if you could give me advice or just shed a light on how it would look like to go down that road.

Hello!

It may seem interesting and like something thrilling, but I promise it's not. It's the modern-day equivalent of phrenology if not the exact same thing.

The professors, videos, and books will do lots to enforce the idea that this is backed up by science, studies, research, but if you look into the research it's often flimsy or misconstrued. Most of it is funded by law enforcement groups - you do a lot of interaction with law enforcement in this field btw, it is a type of law enforcement and it is inherently violent - and very little of the lessons were devoted to false positives, or whole areas of forensics being based on nothing but lies.

Most courtrooms will accept forensics as a bulletproof, undeniable science instead of a developing field that turned out to be heaps of bullshit all the way down.

I had real faith I could make a change, do something good, I maybe watched too much TV and thought I could make a difference. The show that inspired me was Unsolved Mysteries, and a disappearance near me that never got solved decades earlier that impacted my mother personally (she knew the child that disappeared) which she insisted could have been solved if they had been able to do what we can today to the evidence that was collected at the site of disappearance. (Spoiler: it didn't solve shit)

For instance, bite mark identification is entirely made up but they will do a lot to reinforce how it's accurate. The very first case used to prove it was thrown out decades later because there was hard proof it was just racism at play, wanting to pin a black man for the crime. His teeth did not match, and it is extremely hard to "make a match" conclusively for ANYONE's teeth

Fingerprints are interpretive and more than one person can have the same fingerprint, they are not unique as previously thought.

Hair samples - look up Motherisk lab scandal or George Perrot scandal

Lots of crime labs are run no better than a high school chemistry lab and cross contamination is easy.

Saliva samples are so often contaminated as to be useless as prepared drinks like the ones at bars and pubs (where secret saliva samples are often taken) can often be from unclean glasses that can contain the saliva particles of many. If done with a swab it is slightly better but still not perfect.

There is nothing but cops and "forensic experts" coming in to give speeches about how to do things and catch people and after the 2020 protests and a speech from a cop that was talking about the cameras they have that could track someone based on walking gait (these are all over stadiums, airports, anywhere high security with large crowds, even Walmart tested them out) and single them out in a crowd of thousands, I thought, this is no good. Because the tech kept messing up, and he would slide right past it as if the live feed wasn't doing that.

It was my ACAB moment when he went on about how it could be used to track terrorists, and how you can tell a terrorist based on how they walk, look around etc. But a lot of the traits were traits neurodivergent people had, for example one he said touching your fingers together and interlocking them or rubbing the knuckles of each finger was a sign of nervousness, but I looked down and I was doing that, it was a stim.

I sat there, thought, this is training cops to pretend they're smarter than they really are, none of this is true, you look at the studies and you see how easy it was to confirm their bias.

I would rather be on the side of racial and social justice than ever work with law enforcement to take down innocents with bullshit

[biathelstan]

pub and go really hits the tism just right….it’s like stimming

[oolathurman]

hello!

are you tired of swtor guilds that are just "okay with you being queer" or "aren't racist" but you can tell someone there probably is?

this is an interest check for a queer+poc friendly Star Forge guild! as in honest to god run by qpoc, queer folks, and poc. no more of the underlying discomfort of "i have to assume everyone is white/cishet in this guild!"

(the short backstory is i sorta inherited a pub+imp guild a while back, and got blessings from the previous owners to do whatever the heck i want with them)

swtor specific benefits include:

alt toon parking

no inactivity limits

nar shaddaa pub sh, tattoine imp sh

anywhere from 5-10% xp bonus depending on faction

I'm hoping this would be a good guild for group finding, group content with non-randos, and potential raid groups as well!

Edit: did i mention everyone would probably be neurodivergent as hell

EDIT: <Stim Please> and <Down With Sith Bus> is now active, and so's the discord server! Please DM me or send me an ask for the discord invite, or to coordinate guild invites!