#queuing is my stim

[scout-stims]

bear!! || 🐻

[stimboardboy]

Club Penguin 3D Diorama cubes

x - x

[elysiansugar]

🐾*.⠀Cat paws !

cr: VIVA ASMR on Youtube ☆ credit if use

[mujimujidaruma]

Curious Village from Professor Layton themed stimboard with robot dogs, fluffy cats, and cog themes for @planetsnakes ! Hope this works ^^

⚙️ / 🐶 / ⚙️

🐱 / 🐱

⚙️ / 🐶 / ⚙️

[elizabethplaid]

ASMR - Fall asleep on my chest - (Calm breathing, head rubs, heart beats, whispers) -- Relaxing Male ASMR

I mentioned on the 6th that I had attempted to listen to this. Within a minute, I started to cry, but I was too afraid of the feelings that welled up to explore the sensation further. Subsequent listens were fine; no strong reactions.

Though I wasn't really paying attention at the time, I think it was the opening line that really struck me.

"This is my favorite place to be. Doesn't matter if the day is good or bad. This is where I want to be."

I figured it'd be a positive feeling that was the cause. I just get overwhelmed pretty easily when I surrender my brain to ASMR and relaxing videos. It was a sudden statement, very sincere; just caught me off-guard. I also realized (once again) how loved I am, how much my friends mean to me. And how much I want to be someone's favorite place, too.

I recommend his "Relaxing Ambient Vibes" videos, where he whispers a bit but it's mostly soft music. Very cozy stuff.

[majorshatterandhare]

[ID: four digital drawing that make up a comic featuring Ivy Alexandria and Gunpowder Tim.

The first panel shows Ivy in front of a doorway with her arms out and an angry expression on her face. She has a speech bubble which reads “No firearms in the Archives” in all uppercase. The walls behind her are made of patched together metal with a poster that has Ashes face on it and words reading “Banned” in all uppercase and underlined.

The second panel shows Tim in front of a similar patched together wall, standing with his hands on his hips, upset. He has a speech bubble that reads “Wh- that’s a BASELESS [all-caps reads: baseless] accusation! What makes you so sure that I-” his speech is then cut off by the onomatopoeia of a bullet falling to the ground and bouncing. It reads “Clink” in all uppercase.

The third panel shows both Ivy and Tim from the side, they are facing each other and the top of Ivy’s head does not even reach Tim’s shoulder. The top of the panel has text reading “*stray bullet rolling down corridor noises*” and Tim and Ivy have a shared speech bubble which is just filled with an ellipsis.

The final panel show them in the same positions as the third, but now Tim says “Ok but what if-” which Ivy cuts off with “NO.”

Ivy has light skin and dyed red hair with an undercut. The shaved part of her hair has metal panels. She wears a dark red button up under a brown waistcoat with a black skirt over maroon tights and brown boots. Her eyes are black and her speech is written in red.

Tim has light skin and chest length curly brown hair and short facial hair. He has dark marks around his yellow eyes. He wears goggles on top of his head. He has on a white collared shirt under a brown waistcoat with brown trousers and a lighter brown long coat, over which he wears a belt. His shoes are also brown. His speech is written in light brown.

End ID]

For suggestions, Tim and Ivy? Anything with Tim and Ivy I love them so much

like he doesnt have at least 3 guns and several handfuls of spare bullets jingling around in his pockets at any given time smh.. shameless…

[angelatsumu]

simon as your allistic husband

hello friends, i am autistic and i wanted a little allistic husband for my own comfort. this may be slightly unrelatable because autism is a spectrum and autistic people experience overwhelm and meltdowns differently. here is my interpretation of my experience (a very small picture of it).

cw: none, autistic reader x allistic!husband!simon riley<3, johnny is a bit overwhelming, overstimulating stimuli + potential meltdown

simon had always been your self-proclaimed protector. he was like a devotee the way he watched you, always keeping an eye on your mannerisms and responses. simon was on his knees before you with just one beck and call, and you knew this to be true in your heart of hearts. your lover, your beautiful simon, was privy to your disability and the way it could render you helpless with no regard for your plans for the day. in an effort to be an “adult”, you might overwork yourself directly into overstimulation or autistic burnout. if you had tried to mask well past your limits in social situations, you found yourself stimming in secretive but painful ways, and perhaps even losing all social awareness as a whole. you constantly cursed yourself for not getting a service dog to help you through these scenarios, but why would you when simon was at your side so quickly? simon knew you like the back of his hand, easily detecting the signs fo your withdrawal or teetering on the edge of insanity. Simon was so equipped to care for you, constantly studying your fidgeting and tone in any situation.

tonight was no different. Simon had asked if you felt comfortable with a small gathering of the Task Force after a bit of time apart, and you willfully agreed. you thoguht you’d checked all of the boxes to prepare yourself for the evening; you’d rested all day, gathered your stim toys and fidget rings, remembered to drink water (with several small reminders from simon), and you even ate an appropriate amount of foods to fuel you for social interaction. Simon was sure to allow you time to indulge your special interests and give you space without overwhelming stimuli. you’d felt pretty equipped for the night, especially since simon had ordered your comfort foods and even prepared a special nook incase you felt a bit overwhelmed. with earplugs in ears and a comfort outfit, you felt far more prepared with the help of your understanding lover. the overwhelming dread that usually accompanied social gatherings seemed to melt away with your anchor who was more than helpful in refilling your cup and taking care of you.

just as everyone was arriving, Simon was sure to dim the lights in the bedroom and set aside a bottle of water with your favorite stims to allow you a safe place. He hated to assume that you might approach metldown territory, but he’d learned that preparing for it is far better for you than simply hoping for the best. He’d taken the liberty of safety proofing the room, giving you a sensory swing and a cushioned corner to prevent you from harming yourself if the meltdown is to worsen beyond his control or interventions. He hummed as he made easy work of it, being sure to charge your headphones and queuing up a playlist you adored to allow you less work during a time of distress. goodness, he loved you so much. he loved doing this gentle and domestic work for you, and he loved the safety that came from his efforts.

it’s now well into the get-together, and Simon has you nestled into his chest. you find the smell of him grounding, and the compression of his arms squeezing around your torso makes you feel safe and comforted. your ears began to sting at the constant and overwhelming timbre of Johnny and Gaz’s bickering, seemingly infiltrating your brain and sowing seeds of hate. you’d tried to fidget with Simon’s dogtags or the hem of his shirt, but the constant booming of their voices had begun to sink its teeth into you. Simon was never loud, and he certainly never yelled in your vicinity without warning. your chest felt tight as you began to feel your clothes rubbing wrongly against your skin every time Simon had a hearty laugh at his coworkers. you squirmed in an attempt to regulate yourself, to move the painful energy you’d been harboring since your nervous system began to fray. the interaction was tiring, draining you of all your humanity as you had to pretend to be interested in the topic of conversation. your breathing shallowed, breaths quick and uneven as you tried your hardest to stave off the boiling under your skin. suddenly Simon’s skin against yours felt wrong, like your nerves were set aflame and stealing the little reserves of normality you’d been clinging to. you didn’t want this happen, you never did. you’d spend every waking moment post-meltdown crying and begging the skies above to “fix” you, to make you less susceptible to these painful experiences. you didn’t want to feel lie this anymore, to hurt anymore.

Simon feels the shift in energy, having stealthily been observing your descent into uncharted territory. he knows where your mind space is, knows that your mind is ricking you into believing you’re too much and that things were easier without you. the way you slightly fled his touch led him to slowly and sneakily withdraw his arms from you, placing them behind his head to allow you to be freed from his grasp. he relishes in the sigh you let out, the way you teeth latch onto his shirt and begin to chew away to calm the nerves. Simon calmly reaches to his right where your spare ear defenders are tucked away, and he slowly slides them over your head. he makes quick work of tying back your hair to lessen the amount of stimuli you had to process. your lover lessens his own chatter, reducing himself to careful nods and short sentences or small laughs to allow you a full realm of recovery. he gives you two taps to your back, a silent inquiry to your current state. you respond with a head shake, signaling that you were far beyond your capacity. simon could tell that your thoughts were being unkind to you, but he was certain he could help you through this difficult period. “they alright,” Price asks, eyes kind as they fall on your frame in Simon’s grasp. the men knew you were autistic, and they were more than supportive to you. Simon sighs, eye soft as he looked at the men and back at you. “Yeah, i think they're just pushing toward overload. ‘m gonna take them to the room, let them get this out,” Simon hums softly, timbre of his voice lowered to create less strain. He gives you another silent tap as a request to carry to your bed, and you nod softly against his chest. his chest dims the lighting of your living room, lessening the stimuli you’ve been taking in. Simon scoops you into his arms and carries you to your bedroom where he gently sits you on your bed. the lights have been dimmed, and Simon slides your weighted blanket closer to you. “Blanket’s here love. ‘M gonna let you have some space, but i’ll be back to check on you soon. ‘M so sorry this happened lovie, but I love you. You’re safe. I am not angry with you, and you’re allowed to feel these things,” He comforts you, placing your stims within reach as your eyes fix on the floor in front of you. He knows words have left you, and he hums before leaving the room to allow you time to process.

thank you for reading! if this experience does not feel very cloe to yours, please feel free to send a request with a different scenario of autism reader x allistic simon <3

[pixxiecup]

U ✩ SA ✩ HA ✩ NA

intro post (ó﹏ò｡)

this is a side blog , i follow and like from @xlittlestpet ^__^ requests r very selective , this is a link 2 my request guidelines 🌈 ⭐

my name is ALEX !! boy ,, he/clicks (,,>﹏<,,) big age is 15 !!!! am literally a dog , werewolf , and every other form of canine !!!!!! 🐾

possible perma regressor - i petre 2 a puppy mainly, mayb a kitty. i have a cg , not looking ! im not a caregiver so please dont ask /nm sam winchester is my fictional cg and f/o , i do not share !

i am VERY open 2 making friends ! all interaction is encouraged :3 lemme know b4 msging , asks okay ! i have a bf so nothing weird pls

neurodivergent + mentally ill , sensitive . iwc when contacting directly

hyperfixations :: lps and fnaf !!!!

interests :: supernatural (show), gloomy bear, dragons, tokidoki , kandi/perlers, gravity falls, lps, pokemon, svtfoe, carebears, adventure time, sanrio, romance, zombies, the batman universe, ANYTHING lego, fashion, animal crossing (nl + nh), stardew valley, minecraft, zoo games, slime rancher, cattails ++ way more (bold is special interest)

i experience special interest jealousy ! do not correct me in terms of supernatural , n do not msg me if you like it , other int is fine , just not msgs

BLOG DNI :: basic dni (racist, queerphobic, etc.), aam / teleiophile, proship / anti anti, ageplay / ddlg or any of its variants, if your blog is not kid safe, anti diapered little, sh/ed blogs, radqueers, anti-theist (against religion)

i report all "block dont report" blogs that interact with me , i also block freely.

i will occasionally go inactive ! i do have a lot of stuff going on irl .

#alex howls - me rambling , text posts

#alex den mate - posts relating to my bf / cg

#alex rebarks - reblogs ! these posts are usually queued 2 prevent spam

#alex playdates - posts about or for my mutuals / friends

#alex creates - moodboards + stimboards , as well as dni banners (all stims are tagged with "gif" , cw/tws are formatted "cw _____" , you can also search using tags like stimboard / moodboard / dni banner)

#alex chew toys - posts about toys :D merch boards / toy boards are also under this !

#alex scribbles - writings !

#alex pack mates - me replying 2 asks !!!

( taken anons : 🍥🦝 , 🪷🦊 , crow , 🦭 , 🦇 , ⭐️ , 🦁 , 💕 , 🐠 , 🐁 , 🐠🫧)

as of 10/11/24 : all dni banners used are made by me ! the banner on my older posts was made by @/zack-agere . all dni banners are ftu except my usahana one, it has my name at the top so thats how you'll know its mine ! ⭐ the usahana headers on most of my posts are from this post .

[melissatalks]

Been thinking bout you

Request: "A story where it’s a person with adhd at a Renee concert, and she sees them stimming or smth and they have a talk and exchange numbers, ect ect. Go crazy with it !!"

A/N: I was soooo excited to write this one!! Also I didn't know if you wanted gender neutral but I only write gxg. It's not my best tho.

Y/n pov:

It's a Saturday morning, my friend had gotten me Snow Hard Feelings tour tickets as an early birthday gift since the show happened six days before my birthday. I grew up being a huge Broadway nerd so when I had the opportunity to go to New York to go see Mean Girls I made sure to have the best tickets and have a chance to meet some of the actors at the end of the show. Luckily, I met Reneé and I have been following her work ever since.

It was 7 AM and I was now getting ready to go line up to have a chance to get barricade. Léa said that she would pick me up by seven thirty so I had to hurry. I put on a long white skirt with my snow angel crop top. I put my hair up in a half up half down adding a little blue heart shaped hair clip. As I finished my look, I heard the buzz of my apartment ring. Grabbing my coat, I got downstairs then took the bus with Léa down to MTELUS.

After queuing for a few hours, we got to the barricade right in front of where my long time celebrity crush will be standing in a few minutes. I had forgotten to take my pill this morning so my energy was taking over. In such a crowded place it was hard to move which meant that I couldn't let any of it out and it resulted in me playing with my rings, picking my skin or even hitting myself. As the concert finished, my once long nails were short, the buts on my fingers were bleeding and my arms had a few bruises on them. I felt incredibly guilty knowing that it was all my fault but it is what it is. Léa and I were crying in each other's arms before walking to the meet and greet line even though I have met her before, I'm still so nervous.

Léa was filming as I walked up to Reneé. She immediately pulled my into a hug while I sobbed in her shoulder. When I calmed down Reneé asked me if I wanted her to pull away and I shook my head slowly.

"I do gave limited time baby but let me tell you, I've been thinking about you a lot recently and when I saw you in the crowd I was like genuinely so happy." She said in a low tone all while continuing to smile. She has such a warm and welcoming smile.

"Also I dont wanna be indescrete but I saw your hands are you okay?" Reneé continued this time looking right into my eyes.

"Uh yeah...I needed to get energy out and so I stimmed...you know how it is." I answered feeling honestly embarrassed even if I know I shouldn't be.

"I do, do not worry. Alright well I have to go but check your pockets." She whispered in my ear, tapping the left pocket of my coat discreetly.

When I got home, I remembered what Reneé had said and found a note that was scribbled "You're cute and funny, you also seem really fun to hang out with. Here's my number." I feel like if I'm in a fanfiction. Let's just say I went to sleep feeling pretty good that night.

A/N: short oneee made that while rewatching spirited away 🫶🏻

[scout-stims]

matcha donuts!!! || 🍩

[stimboardboy]

messy leftovers

x - x - x | x - x - x | x - x - x

[elysiansugar]

❇️*.⠀Green Mandela Art !

cr: Senya Wowart on Youtube ☆ credit if use

[hazyaltcare]

oh and! if i can make a second request, also based around the me within rotted, i'd like a stimboard :3

mostly with like hot pink/lime green stuff, radiation-related things (like uranium glass maybe?) but also like if possible an accent/one or two stims that are like, a light blue liquid looking type of thing?

also for an image to go in the middle since i don't have like updated art of my appearance from then, you can use what i call the "rotted symbol" !! here it is attached

hopefully my requests are ok :3 and if u need anything else from me don't hesitate to reach out !!

Sure.

Queued .

You don’t have to but while I was getting radiation similar stuff I came across a video that’s like a parody of NileRed (which if you’re ever bored you should watch his videos he’s also lowkey funny). Idk, very funny thought I’d share.

Mod StemRoses

[coyote-kiddo]

nookkidprompts, day 1 - comfort

i couldn't fit everything i wanted onto this board, but i really like it!! some of the things that comfort me are oral stim toys, cartoons, plushies, being clean, dark warm colors, reading, and my hyperfixations!!

i've finished all the boards for this challenge and are currently being queued!!

[nat-stimmy]

Due to some issues in my personal life as well as severe mental health issues that I'd rather not get into here, I will be taking a break from this blog as well as my discord server.

I will still answer asks when i recieve them (and i encourage you to send some since distractions are very welcome) but requests and original content will be put on hold indefinitely until I feel I am stable enough to produce gifs again.

Queued reblogs will be sporadic. I have one set in the queue now but after that I don't know when I'll feel up for refilling it.

If you want to keep up with me on my other blogs while I'm gone, my main is @kuchipatch1 (please be 18+ to view and follow) , and my art blog is @funhouse-arts . I also post mental health positivity and ocd related things at @ocd-bunny . If any of my mutual stim bloggers want to know my discord just send me a dm or an ask and I'll send it.

this isn't a permanent goodbye, I'm not leaving or deactivating or anything. I just need some time to get better and focus on myself.

Stay safe out there.