#sensory support

[zombblehh]

Shout out to the autistic who’s abilities have regressed as they’ve gotten older.

“You didn’t used to be like this when you were a kid.” I know please don’t remind me

[c-kiddo]

cad and belle are just wee besties to me . and have lots of sensory pressure hugs. (from npc requests but i wanted to draw them together anyway so bonus cad)

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

Autism & Fluctuationing Support Needs Part 2

Lil Penguin Studios/Autism Happy Place

[pumpkinspicedmochi]

Haven't seen a post like this so I'll make one: Shoutout to the autistics that have special interests that people find creepy (for example horror , true crime things , knives but could also be anatomy etc because that might come off as creepy)

Double shoutout to autistics who enjoy talking about these things with no awareness that people find it creepy/get uncomfortable when hear it.

[signedjehanne]

people on tumblr will literally post things like “you have to eat vegetables and expand your palate i dont care if you are a picky eater because of autism (if i can overcome it you can too)” and everybody will reblog it being like “yes this is true for everybody no matter what” and think its okay. like sorry but that wont work for everyone and there is no one size fits all and some people will never be able to eat these things no matter how hard they try. im only allowed by my doctors to eat recreationally and not for nutrition, because my ARFID is so severe that i get my nutrition solely from a specially made formula drink. your suggestions of “try vegetables roasted!” or “try them in soup!” and assurances of “i did it, you can too!” don’t work for those of us with more severe mental illnesses and disabilities. stop tying a person’s worth to their diet and stop assuming everybody has the ability to do what you can.

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

Seth showcasing how to properly handle an infant mimic

[snakeautistic]

Advice for other autistics/ NDs who hate sleeping in new places- bring your personal blankets, pillows, stuffed toys ect and recreate your typical nighttime routine as closely as possible before you go to bed.

I used to have a really hard time falling asleep in different places, whether I was staying over at my friends house, or in a hotel, or at my grandparents. I would feel extremely anxious over the change and every time I would almost drift off, I’d notice how different the covers and the room felt and also smelled from my own bed which would wake me up.

I realized at some point how important familiar sensory input is for me to feel comfortable, particularly in terms of scent. Having a blanket that smells like my house helps me pretend that I’m in my own bed, and having gone through my routine like normal ( in my case brushing my teeth, showering, getting in new clothes, and setting aside about an hour or so of time to wind down before going to sleep) made me feel more comfortable.

This might seem kind of obvious and it’s not a foolproof solution but it’s helped me a lot and for some reason I hadn’t thought of it until a year or two ago! I hope it might help somebody else!

[autism-affirmations]

wish me luck on navigating insurance trying to get fucking top surgery. i have no idea whats going on

[h8ani]

𝙎𝙚𝙚 𝙉𝙤 𝙀𝙫𝙞𝙡, 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙉𝙤 𝙀𝙫𝙞𝙡

Kinktober Day 6 - Sensory Deprivation

Pairing: Feitan Portor x Reader

Anime: Hunter x Hunter

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of kidnapping, reader has senses stripped from her (blindfold, tied up, earplugs), vibrator usage, lowkey Stockholm syndrome type vibes, punishment, edging, overstimulation

A/N: thank you @kkittycries for proofreading this for me god knows I needed it 🥲🥲

It's been who knows how long, you think it's been at least a year, maybe less since the day you were taken. Time moved so differently at first.

You were trapped in the basement with only a bucket to use and had a small, thin, worn down mattress to sleep on. You had no concept of time when you were down there. It was always dark and cold and you spent most of your days/nights crying until you were exhausted and sleep had come over you.

The more compliant you got, the more privileges you were given but even then it wasn't much.

You've asked him how long it's been but all he gives is a gruff scoff and a simple reply of "Long."

Now you've stopped asking, you do as he wants to try to please him. By now you've upgraded from the basement, to the guest bedroom upstairs. Although, when he wants you in his room for the night you stay there.

Feitan by no means is the word soft or even kind but, the longer you've stayed in the house and the longer you've done what you're told he's been in his own way nicer to you. He allows you to add some of your own food you'd like to the grocery list, you have a nicer mattress in your room, he even leaves you alone most of the time which is a blessing in itself. You still aren't allowed to leave the house other than to go out to the backyard, the fence is so high that you wouldn't even be able to climb to escape but the fresh air was always nice too. There's been a few rare occasions where you've left the house but it's always been well into the night with him alongside you.

It's also rare that you've actually been punished.

There's been small punishments like not being given food for a few days or when your mattress was taken from you so you had to sleep on the floor, but he's never taken a blade to your skin, never harmed you, he's never tortured you like he does to his victims he brings to the house.

You're grateful for that.

But.

What you're enduring now, you've never been punished like this before, if this can even be considered a punishment.

The rope bound around your wrists was tight, rough and uncomfortable. Every move you made to free yourself burned your tender skin, your movements useless from how tightly knotted the rope connected to his bedpost was, the little strength you had doing no good. He had put a blindfold over your eyes and that was surprisingly soft, you think it was a satin material but you no longer having your sight only heightened all the emotions running through your body. You were no longer able to see Feitan or see what he was doing. You didn't even know where he was in the room. You tried focusing on the only sense you had left which was your hearing, you had focused on every little sound in the bedroom but Feitan ended up taking that away from you too. Earplugs were soon put in diminishing the last sense you had.

You were completely cut off from your senses. No sight, no hearing, not even a simple touch.

The only thing you were able to feel was your impending orgasm which was continually cut short.

You didn't have a clue as to why Feitan had started this punishment. You didn't try to escape from him, you haven't tried that since the first time you were brought up from the basement. You always make sure to keep the house locked up when he was gone, curtains always drawn closed, windows locked, doors locked, you don't even go to the backyard when he's not home. That couldn't have been the reason. You were completely clueless as to why you were tied up and being tortured like this.

You clench around nothing as the vibrator pushes harder against your clit, the pressure was enough for a choked moan to leave your lips as the vibrations traveled through your body.

You can hear him scoff as he clicks the vibrator intensity up one sending you back on the edge of orgasm. Your hips rolling into the vibrator just wanting to feel release.

"You aren't meant to enjoy this." Feitan says lowly knowing you couldn't hear him, he clicks the vibrator up one more and within seconds you tip over the edge finally being able to reach the orgasm you've so rudely been getting taken away from you. Your body jerking as you let your orgasm flood your senses, wrists tugging against the rope as you cry out his name. This was the most intense orgasm you've felt and Feitan wasn't letting up as he kept the vibrator pushes up against your sensitive clit.

You were panting as you rode out your high, squirming away as best as you can from the abusive vibrator between your legs. Pushing against the bed with your feet to get away, you felt Feitan's hand grip your hip and tug you back down.

"I'm sorry." You quickly say. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." You repeat the same apology over and over just wanting to get away from the pleasure that was slowly trailing into pain. "Feitan I'm sor-"

His lips cut you off, his body leaning more into yours which put more pressure on the vibrator. You whimpered into the kiss, tears threatening to spill beneath the blindfold.

He said something to you but it just sounded muffled due to the earplugs. Your brows scrunched up in frustration because of your lack of hearing. You huffed a sigh and before you could ask what he said, you felt the vibrator pull away from you, instantly calming you down and allowing you to actually come down from your prolonged high.

Your earplugs came out next and Feitan's voice sounded louder than ever.

"Sorry for what?" Feitan doesn't necessarily joke around but you could hear him teasing you clear as day.

"I'm sorry for...what I did."

"And what did you do?" He leans down, breath fanning your face and you didn't need to see to know he had a smirk plastered on his face.

"Maybe if you actually told me I'd know! I think you're just doing this because you find it amusing!" You snap at him, frustration getting the better of you.

He doesn't reply and that alone makes you nervous. It's completely silent but you feel him shift back down to your thighs spreading them further. He slowly rakes his nails down your thigh and then up again, you think he actually might be done, hoping he got bored of this punishment he was putting you through.

Then you hear the vibrator being clicked on again.

You could feel your stomach drop as he tsks at you again.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to continue until you remember."

[bloomics]

i love showing off my button bag ❤️‍🩹

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

Autistic Love Languages

Autistic Qualia

[sophiethewitch1]

Feel like I get a psychic attack whenever I read a romance where fmc is ‘not like other girls’

[germplush]

smol Kai (he/they/it) photoshoot.. he's such a good emotional support plushie and he's also a baby sensory plushie so can stim with it..

[perplexingluciddreams]

I have barely even started growing my hair, and already I am thinking I need to cut it (which means buzz my head again).

The bits at my ears is too long, and really bothers my sensory issues when I wear my noise-cancelling headphones. Unfortunately, the headphones is non-negotiable because my sound sensitivity is so much that I can barely sit in my quiet bedroom without being bothered by other house sounds and people sounds and outside sounds.

I am so upset about this. I really want long hair.

I am even more upset that I don't even get the choice. My disabilities decide for me, for so many things. I just want to choose. I have no control over even the smallest of things.

Today will be my last attempt to find a balance of wearing my headphones a bit less, to see if that can help the around-ear-hair-sensory-bad-ness.

But even if I manage to keep going for another week or month or few months (unlikely), I think at some point I will start having violent meltdowns because of the hair again. Especially when it is wet in the bath, or when it is greasy. I already still struggle with those sensations even when it is a centimetre long. And even if the meltdowns are not a problem to consider, it feels so bad that I am miserable.

I just wish I had the choice, for this one small thing.

And through all of this, my chest is still there. Still large and heavy and causing pain and sensory issues and worsening clothing-related sensory issues. It makes my thoughts so negative and angry and I get irritable and so unhappy.

I usually like to try and see both sides (positive and negative) and think logically about a situation. But this one is so overwhelmingly negative that I often can't see a positive. Sensory issues is only one aspect of my autism, and on its own it is so disabling.

I can get so upset about these so called "little" things, because the control is so completely out of my hands for the big things that I don't bother to think about them. I only want to be able to grow my hair - I don't think that is a big ask. Yet I am still too disabled to do even that.

[sydsliftingface]

Hey guys! Top surgery is really hard! I find a lot of people sort of skip over how difficult major surgery is to go through because of course it’s worth it but !!!!!! Please!!!!!!! If this is a process you are considering going through PLEASE do all of your prep and research and be very prepared to go through an ordeal fr. This is no joke.

[shannonsketches]

He said "Fuck this shit, I'm out" I'm crying. Toriyama's Vegeta was so top shelf 🤌

(From Neko Majin Z Chapter 5!)