#they have a bit OCD of keeping clean

[hidefdoritos]

I just cleaned the fridge un-completely.

Milk spilled. I let it crust up, then I wiped it all out. I wiped down everything it got on.

And then I...stopped.

I didn't go through the condiments to throw out everything my landlady let expire.

I didn't wipe down the upper shelves or the door shelves.

I didn't deal with the veggies I should be cooking up for dinner.

I. Just. Stopped.

And I crossed it off my to-do list anyway.

:)

[corpus-incorporated]

i want to get rid of so many things but every thought in my head is screaming about the labours of disposal the correct way, or a voice that isn’t mine telling me one day i’ll need it, somehow. i don’t want to see my trash in plain view like loose ends on an unfinished sweater. i swore i’d finish it later, when i put it on, but it’s been years and i haven’t gotten to them as things unravel more and more. i need to abandon the sweater. i don’t need to stitch back where it’s falling apart and then give it away, i need to throw it off unfinished and let it die

[literallypyro]

Just finished cooking, the kitchen is a mess...

How would the mercs react to reader cooking them their favourite dish, but destroying the kitchen in the process.

Reader, presenting Heavy with a sandwich: ☺️

Heavy, lookin at the mess around them: ...how?

And would they help with the clean up or leave reader to deal with the mess they created (im looking at you Spy 👀) .

I know you take more time to write headcanons for all the mercs so take your time and have fun, no rush❤️‍🔥. Take care!

Yes, this sounds so funny!

I hope you enjoy!

Disaster area

Scout:

-I honestly think he wouldn't mind the mess much as long as you understand you have to clean it up

-We know his mother raised him to be at least somewhat respectful, so he'd probably help you once he gets done eating

-Forehesd kiss because he understands little rewards help reinforce good habits. He may not be book smart, but there's random little things like that which he understands

Soldier:

-He may be the perfect stereotype of someone who would mindlessly leave messes everywhere, but let's be so real. He wanted to join the military, bro knows how to keep a clean space. Very house husband material

-Probably helps you clean before he eats, but will drop compliments throughout the meal

-Probably washes his dishes himself so he can make sure everything is in perfect condition

Pyro:

-Happy cheering when presented with their favorite dish

-They would most likely take the meal to their room or something cuz people seeing them with their mask off is a big no

-There's like a 50/50 chance they'll help you clean. They might get distracted by something, so don't take it personally if you're left alone to clean the kitchen

Demoman:

-🧍

-Thanks you for the food, but is absolutely flabbergasted that you were able to make that big of a mess

-Definitely helps you clean up, partially because he can't stand the kitchen being in that much disarray. He doesn't need it to be spotless, but this is rediculous

-Probably teaches you how to keep clean while cooking

Heavy:

-He's standing there thinking "what the hell happened here"

-Very happy to chow down on a sandvich but cannot understand how something that doesn't require cooking can result in such a mess

-Your next few times in the kitchen are supervised, I'm sorry

Engineer:

-The mess doesn't bother him too much. If you're not eating, he'll tell you that he'll help you once he's done if you go ahead and get started

-Probably tells you how much he liked your cooking while he wipes down the counters or something

-Over all, it's not his responsibility, and the level of help depends on how tired he is

Medic:

-The food can wait. That kitchen is getting cleaned this instant. He's as almost acting OCD about it. Will not rest until the kitchen is back the way it was before

-Then he can relax and eat. Enjoys the food, regardless of if it had time to get cold or not

-Quick hug and kiss on the cheek as a thank you. The dirty kitchen is a thing of the past and he has already thought of several ways to prevent such a mess again

Sniper:

-Doesn't show much on the outside, but in his head, he's kicking his feet like a teenage girl calling her crush

-Doesn't help clean much since he can be comfortable in a bit of mess, but this is more than a bit

-Probably says a quick thanks, but his appreciation is shown by a small trinket being left at your door while you're chilling in your room

Spy:

-Don't let him see that mess. Let him eat and you clean like your life depends on it

-If he sees that mess, he'll likely give you a bit of a judgemental look and walk away without another word

-Feels bad later and thanks you for cooking for him. He knows you didn't need to, so why does he get to judge?

[lizthewriter]

it's nice to have a friend / theodore nott

PAIRING  rich boy!theo nott x reader

SUMMARY  part four of the get him back! series. you meet theo and blaise for a cup of coffee to find that blaise had planned a double date for a carnival on campus. him and his date swiftly leave you and theo behind, forcing the two of you to form an unlikely bond. PART 1 PART 2 PART 3

QUOTE  "twenty questions, we tell the truth, / you've been stressed out lately, yeah me too, / something gave you the nerve, / to touch my hand," - it's nice to have a friend by taylor swift

WORD COUNT  1.6K

WRITTEN  7.8.2024

"AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME?!"

you grimaced at ginny's shocked rebuttal. you see, you hadn't exactly told her that theodore nott had asked you out a few nights ago. and you hadn't yet revealed ro her that it was all fake - but in all honesty, you didn't think you would.

"you know, he might be a bit grumpy and quiet, but i've never had anything against nott. you know he always cleans up the gym at the end of the day? never leaves it to the janitor, he hates people making a mess. i can't tell if he's nice or if he has ocd."

ginny cared about you, a lot. of course she would, she was your best friend in the whole world. but she never took the time to focus on herself. you were hoping that maybe if you were dating someone like nott, she would trust him enough to take care of you and she'd finally start to focus on herself.

"anyways, that's beside the point, when are you seeing each other next?" ginny asked, holding back a squeal of excitement.

"we're grabbing coffee with his friend blaise after my economics class," you responded, a little nervously. it wasn't exactly seeing theo that you were nervous about, but having to see his friend as well. you couldn't say you knew blaise too well. he had been in one or two of your classes, but you'd never spoken to one another and you didn't like to put your faith entirely in rumors.

"oh yeah, zabini, right? i hooked up with him once."

you wrinkled your nose. "as happy as i am that you're doing great in that aspect, i'd rather you keep the details to yourself." ginny grinned mischievously in response - any time you told her no, she couldn't help but disobey. you blamed it on those damned twin brothers of hers.

"no, i don't want to hear about it!" you exclaimed, shoving your hands in your ears and running from ginny, as she chased you around the dorm shouting what you assumed to be a rather detailed escapade of her time in bed with the one and only-

-

"blaise zabini. theo's told me all about you," blaise said in a polite tone, shaking your hand. he wasn't as scary as you made him out to be in your head. he was tall, but a gentle giant as it seemed to be.

"really?" you asked, slightly suprised at this, glancing towards theo.

he shrugged sheepishly. "a bit, yeah."

"he's mad for you, mate," blaise told you with a chuckle. "a real keeper, he is."

you couldn't see, but theo was glaring at blaise with daggers shooting out his eyes. blaise, of course, knew all about theo's little fake dating scheme and how it was all a facade. besides his actually reasonable rationality for fake dating each other, there was another, secret reason. he wanted to make you fall in love with him. but he couldn't deny that you were so damn stubborn and argumentative that it almost pissed him off sometimes.

"anyways, there's a little fair nearby i thought we could all check out. we're going to meet my date there," blaise explained as he gestured to us to follow his trek towards some campus event in the distance.

"you didn't tell me you were inviting anyone else," theo said as he caught up with blaise, pulling on your arm as he jogged, as your fingers were interlaced together. his tone was as level-headed as could be, but still there was that hint of irritation within.

"i thought i did?" blaise responded with a fake look of thoughtfulness. "oh well." he turned back to face you. "i assume you've met daphne greengrass."

"yeah, she's been in a lot of my classes. she's nice. is that her over there?"

you pointed to a girl with silver blonde hair, dressed in a rather extravagant chanel two-piece suit that made you wonder if you were a little dressed down in your average clothes. daphne greeted blaise so elegantly, so beautifully. she emanated every value of a high class woman. everything you, unfortunately, were not. you shifted uncomfortably as she slipped her arm through blaise's.

"you are the prettiest girl here." you felt theo's nose brush against your left ear. a blush painted your cheeks and you leaned away from him with something of a suprised look. his eyes were dead but as insistent as ever. "don't worry about her."

"thank you . . . theo," you responded hesitantly. was this his way of getting into character? perhaps you should play along.

"so, have you two kissed yet?"

you sputtered out a cough and theo cleared his throat uncomfortably at daphne's sudden and blunt question. she barked out a laugh at your responses. "i'll take that as a no then. but you've went on a date before, right?"

"theo took me to dinner last night," you exclaimed, expression growing warm with a soft smile as you reminisced the night prior.

"you should have kissed her theo," daphne said in disbelief. "are you trying to drive her away from you?"

"daphne, daphne, lay off them," blaise said with a light chuckle. "their time will come."

as the four of you approached the fair, light-heart carnival music filled your ears, as well as the sounds of carnival games and excited college students who seemed to be brought to life by the free food avaliable.

"what do you guys want to do first?" blaise asked, glancing towards you and theo.

"i mean, i'd like to go on the ferris wheel," you said, gesturing to the large wheel that had been resurrected on one of the football fields.

"great, well daphne and i are going to look at the games, so how about we meet you back here in an hour? yeah? great!" and while you and theo were just starting to protest blaise's desicion, him and daphne had quickly left the two of you behind.

you turned towards theo. "so."

"so."

the air was awkward. despite last night, which you had to admit was a lot easier with alcohol floating through your veins, the two of you found yourselves at an impasse. "do you want to go on the ferris wheel then?"

"sure."

the two of you walked through a crowd filled with friends having a right laugh and couples making those who were single gag and grimace at their public displays of affection. "do you think we should . . . kiss? like daphne said. it'd be pretty weird if we didn't, right? most couples do."

theo looked flabbergasted. "w-well, sure, i suppose. do you want to kiss . . . right now?" he glanced around at all the people nearby and felt the butterflies in his stomach flutter, the heat in his cheeks rise.

"theodore nott, are you blushing?" you teased.

"i am not!" he protested grumpily, turning his face away from you to hide his reddened cheeks.

you drew closer to him with a mischievous grin, your fingers climbing up his chest before grabbing onto the lapel of his versace coat. "what, have you never kissed a girl before?"

"no, actually, i have not," he responded, his line still set into a grumpy, thin line. you drew away, again shocked by the man before. he always found a way to suprise you, didn't he?

"you've never had a girlfriend? or even just a girl that you happened to kiss?"

"no, i'm not much for dating," theodore replied simply.

"oh."

"i've never had the time either - much too busy with university and my career," he explained in a bored sort of tone. "have you dated a lot? not that i'm judging you or anything. just curious."

"i've dated around a bit, yeah," you responded, your pride a bit wounded. despite him saying he wasn't judging you, it very much felt like he was. "you can't find your soulmate if you don't go looking for them, right?"

"you really believe in soulmates?" theo asked with an amused grin.

"yeah, and you don't?" you replied, your tone slightly defensive.

the two of you strolled up to the ferris wheel and got into one of the cabs. the ride operator closed the door behind you and soon enough, you were slowly rising into the air, overlooking the entire carnival, as well as campus beyond that.

"so you think we don't present like a couple?" theo asked you, leaning back on his side of the cabs and shutting his eyes.

"well, we're very tense around each other. and not in a hot, sexual tension kind of way in the awkward, i don't know what to say to you way." obviously the two of you needed to change that. especially if you wanted to convince mattheo of your relationship.

"how do you suggest we change that, then?"

"i suppose we have to act like a couple in all aspects of our life. that means in private too. it will get us in the groove of pretending to like each other."

"what, you don't like this charming mug?" theo asked sarcastically, lifting up his head and shooting you a charming grin. you barked out a laugh.

the corners of his lips upturned for a second more. "yes. yes, it is a start."

"well, i'm starting to hate it less and less, so there's a start."

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[theyanderespecialist]

Hoodie's Baby Mama (Headcanons/Scenario) Yandere Hoodie X Pregnant Reader (Creepypasta)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am here with a new chapter! This one will have Yandere Hoodie with you who are pregnant with his baby! Headcanons of what he would be like with you pregnant and the intro to the mini-series scenario! Let's do this! 

(Disclaimer: Hoodie is not Yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!)  

Anyways please enjoy this chapter!] 

-Yandere Headcanons With Hoodie X Pregnant Listener From The Creepypasta Fandom-

.Like I have said before Hoodie is very territorial as a yandere. 

.That only gets worse when he gets you pregnant. 

.He loved you and had you in his life, and now he needs to keep you safe and sound. 

.He had kidnapped you at this point and had already got you pregnant. 

.At this point you have to some degree accepted his love. 

.You live in the creepypasta mansion and live under the protection of your boyfriend. 

.He would be paranoid about your safety and would do everything to keep you safe and sound. 

.He would prefer you to be in his room when he is on a mission for Slenderman. 

.Having one of Slenderman's servants to take care of you with food and such. 

.He would be very controlling with your safety when you are pregnant with your guy's child or children. 

.He did not want you to be hurt and wanted you to be taken care of. 

.So he would be very controlling but it is to keep you safe and sound and not to have control over you. 

.He would be there for you as much as he can, holding your hair back, when you are throwing up with morning sickness. 

.Getting you as many snacks as you want whenever you are having a craving. 

.He is there for you when the emotional shit is too much. 

.He would be excited to have a kid with you and would love to touch your belly. 

.Talking about the names that you and him could give your baby. 

.If they will be a boy or girl or twins. 

.He is beyond excited. 

.Of course, back to his territorial side of things, he would not let ANYONE near you when you are pregnant. 

.He would even get in a mood when slenderman was close to you. 

.He cannot do anything to slenderman to keep him from you, but he would still not like it, not at all. 

.If anyone tried to touch your belly he would for sure break their hands. 

.No one touches your baby bump fuck that shit. 

.He gives them one warning and if they do it after that they will be hurt. 

.If they look at you too long while you are pregnant he would glare at them hatefully and possibly would fuck them up as well. 

.He is very violent with any rivals that try and get near you while you are pregnant. 

.You are HIS Baby mama and that baby or babies growing inside you is proof that you are his and they better fuck the frick off. 

.He would try and cook healthy meals for you and monitor your caffeine intake. 

.But he does give in and lets you eat your cravings almost all the time. 

.He would be paranoid about cleanliness when you are pregnant. 

.Having a bit of OCD with it and needing to keep you clean so that the baby is healthy. 

.He would do his best to make sure that you are well taking care of in general. 

.And that he is there when you are going to give birth. 

.He rather die than not be there for you when you need him most. 

(Now the scenario for the intro for this mini-series)  (Hoodie) (Pregnancy Tests) 

(No One's POV) 

Hoodie was rushing back to the creepypast mansion. A large plastic bag, filled with a gallon of orange juice and three pregnancy tests. His girlfriend, who is you has finally just started loving him after he kidnapped you. He was not going to lose you because of this, since you have been showing some sides of being pregnant. So he had rushed to get pregnancy tests for you.  He could not wait for the healer to get here for you to be tested. So he sped through the woods and got them. He slams the front door open and his head hurts as Slenderman's voice rings through his head.  "DO NOT SLAM MY DOOR!" He shouts.  "Sorry sir!" He shouts and rushes up to his and your room.  " He made it there and you were in the bathroom throwing up. He is quick to get in there with you and pull your hair back. "Hey, it is okay." He tells you. "I got you."  Soon you were done throwing up and he helped you up as you rinse your mouth up.  "Do you have to pee?" He asks and you blink. 

"Yeah, why?" You ask him.  "I got some pregnancy tests. Pee in this cup and then we can test all three!" He says and you sigh peeing in the cup he tests the three different tests and then sets a timer.  "Do you really think I am pregnant?" You ask him.  "It seems you could be, I need to make sure." Is all he says and you two fall into silence.  The fifteen minutes pass and then the timer goes off he grabs all three and looks at you. "No matter what the result is, I love." He says, before adding. "And you are mine, you always will be mine." 

He looks at them and grins. before pulling you into a kiss. "We are pregnant!" He cheers. 

Your legs felt weak at this and you felt like you were going to pass out. He catches you and holds you close. 

"Hey, Hey, (Name)." He says sweetly. "It is okay, we will be okay, come on, let's get you to bed."  He picked you up, carried you to the bed, and laid you down on it.  He kneels next to the bed a smiles at you. "I love you, and our baby or babies, I will never let you or them go." 

You knew now you would never get a chance to run, you had slowly started to love him, but now finding out you are pregnant reminded you that he killed your partner and kidnapped you. You are pregnant with the man who killed the love of your life, the man who kidnapped you, the man who kept you prisoner here, and there is now no chance of ever being free of him, 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS The first chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!

[postcrashcurly]

A short list of Jimmy headcanons I've been tinkering with for a bit. CW: OCD and Hoarding Behavior, Trichophagia, Body Image, and a lot of other triggers tbh it's far too long to list just prepare for anything.

One. On earth, Jimmy has a hoarding problem that stems from not having a lot as a kid. His dad was physically abusive and his mom was emotionally absent, so he wasn't allowed any privacy, personal belongings, or comfort objects. So as an adult he keeps EVERYTHING. Every single birthday card, every receipt, boxes, old clothes, certain food wrapping items and empty cans. It's chaos but it's somewhat organized, and piles move around here and there. It's not necessarily *gross* in the traditional sense. There is no rats or roaches or anything like that- its just overwhelming to the outside observer. It has the potential to be much worse depending.

He compulsively reorganizes his belongings but he'll be sent into a blind rage if he feels he's lost something. Piles move back and forth from the living room and bed room. Certain objects of interest are always within eye-shot, specifically things like gifts or photos. He has a particular affinity towards gift-cards and enjoys the elaborate designs (even though he pretends he doesn't).

Jimmy gets incredibly defensive when anyone offers to help him clean up or move things around and worries greatly that someone may steal from him. The only person who's ever seen the inside of his place is Curly, and he's also the only person Jimmy has ever left unattended in his home. Every so often Curly is able to nudge him to pack things in different areas so it isn't such a fire hazard (because of the hoarding, Jimmy has a massive fear of house fires and losing his things), and so he can have better access to rooms.

The only "clean" areas are the kitchen and bathroom, and they are remarkably clean. This is something Curly doesn't understand but doesn't really bother to question because he knows Jimmy needs to have things a certain way.

Two. As a child Jimmy developed really poor coping mechanisms to deal with his home life. He used to eat his own hair, and because of this his parents always had his hair cut as short as possible. This is why he keeps it long as an adult, and even though he doesn't eat/swallow it anymore he likes to suck and bite on the ends sometimes when he's self-soothing.

Three. Jimmy struggles with his body image and isn't quite sure what he looks like. If you asked him to draw a picture of himself, it wouldn't resemble him well. He feels that he looks much smaller, weaker, and uglier than he really is, for which he overcompensates. This also means he is a lot rougher when making physical contact with people.

It is also why a lot of his clothes are ill fitting.

Four. Jimmy loved cats when he was younger. When he was a kid he used sneak around his parents to feed them dinner leftovers. He was particularly close with a little tabby that cried at his bedroom window every night and he'd always sneak out to pet her. His father grew sick of the strays hanging around the property and put out poisoned food, which unfortunately took out his tabby. To this day, he blames himself for making the cats comfortable enough to take food from his house.

Five. Jimmy has experimented with many drugs and had mostly positive experiences with them. He's particularly fond of Kratom.

Six. Jimmy doesn't try to understand people, he only learns what they expect of him and changes his approach depending on the person. Everyone is so vastly different that he struggles to keep up appearances with most people, so he often latches onto one person (Curly) and puts most of his energy into that.

Seven. Jimmy is the type to give up a hobby if he isn't good at it right off the bat.

Eight. Jimmy can't swim, he doesn't want to swim, and you cannot make him swim. It stems from having a fear of water, specifically fully submerging his head/face.

Nine. Jimmy has food sensory issues. Sometimes he even needs to spit out things he likes because his body refuses to swallow it. To avoid this in public spaces, he takes very small bites and eats very slowly. He orders comfort meals and if he wants to try something new, he'll just pick of the plate of who he's with.

Ten. Jimmy is a Red Bull guy, specifically the Coconut Berry one. This is very oddly specific but it just feels right to me.

Y'all should send me asks with some of your Jimmy headcanons (if you want) because I love to hear other peoples opinions and perceptions of his character, especially if you don't agree with mine I'd love to hear why!

[redsrooftopprincess]

Hi!! I love the way you write the bayverse boys, especially your headcanons! My favorite has to be your disability headcanons, I'm disabled and I love seeing representation. Would you be willing to write some headcanons of how the boys would act with a disabled partner? I know that's kind of a vague request since there are so many different ways to be disabled, but maybe some general headcanons on how they'd be with a partner that just has a hard time doing the "everyday" stuff, like getting out of bed/brushing teeth/walking around for a long time? I understand if you're not comfortable with writing this!

Hello, my dear anon! You're in luck! Luck? Is that the word? Idk. I, myself, am disabled! I'm only really comfortable writing the disabilities I'm intimately familiar with (without extensive conversation with people who do have them), but I CAN speak to the ol' classic combo of ADHD, Autism Spectrum Disorder, and Sensory Processing Disorder (I have an alphabet full, but these are the main 3 that cause me daily issues).

AuDHD Reader Headcanons

Here are some ways our boys would actively love a Sensory Avoidant Autistic with ADHD (much, non-physical love to my fellow neurosparklies), and a few things they might have a little trouble with.

Leo

Don't worry about a thing, love. He's got you covered.

Need a dark quiet place to hide for a while? His room exists. It's already perfect.

Leo's a light sleeper, so your very soft morning alarm, *will* wake him, but he loves that he doesn't have to endure an obnoxious wake up call.

If he's not there to fix them himself, your current breakfast foods and drinks are already on the counter waiting for you. A lunch box / containers sitting behind them, just in case you can't eat yet.

Always has a portable safe food on hand in case you get distracted or forget to eat AND forgot what he laid out for you, as well as earplugs, sunglasses, a water bottle in whatever temperature you prefer, and a soft hoodie just in case you're having one of *those* days where *everything* is too much.

Expect him to be checking in every few hours. He doesn't want to overwhelm you with constant attention, but will ensure meds, water, and food happen.

If you can't speak, he'll usually be pretty good at picking up on what you need until you can talk again.

Issues:

Leo has OCD. While at first, he may be fine picking up after you when you leave a mess, it could build resentment after a while, so try not to keep your stuff in his room.

Leo's never had an issue with executive function, so expect him not to understand why you can't just *do* the thing. It'll take a bit for him to get that your brain needs to play before it's capable of doing a task that doesn't give you dopamine, and he may give you a hard time about "getting the important thing done first."

Raph

He's got this. Donnie's autistic, so he has an idea of what to expect... at least, he thinks he does. Hopes he does. Regardless, he'll figure it out.

He cleans the HELL out of his room the first time you come over, no chaotic mess or wierd smells allowed. He may have a bit of an issue *keeping* it that way, but if he notices it's affecting you, he'll handle it.

Pressure. Therapy. My guy gives the BIGGEST BESTEST hugs and will hold you as long for as tightly as you need. (This is really all of them, but I have a favorite, okay?)

OT anyone? Existing physically is hard when you feel like you have to tell every part of you, separately, what to do. Posture and overall muscle mass and flexibility suffer. Raph is there to make sure that doesn't happen. He won't be a dick about it, and he'll find ways to make the weightroom more sensory friendly, but he won't be okay with you neglecting yourself.

Similarly, nutrition! Raph has this uncanny ability to make just about ANYTHING into a safe food. Up to and including removing things after the dish is done cooking. If you order take out and you don't like mushrooms (or your disliked ingredient of choice), expect them to be removed before you even sit down. Multivitamins and hydration are also priority, and expect him to occasionally shove a water bottle in your face. He has a vested interest in you staying healthy.

He usually knows how and when to interrupt you to avoid the bulk of hyperfixation rage, and even when you snap at him, he knows not to take it personally. He's used to Donnie's "moments," so he'll just silently raise a brow ridge and wait for you to fully come back to earth.

Loves to sing and when you lay on his shell the reverb of his rich baritone feels niiiiiice. 10/10 for sensory regulation.

Listens oh so patiently to your info dumping. Half the time he has no idea what your saying, but he loves the sound of your voice and he loves how excited you get about your latest hyperfixation. Seeing you bouncy and bright eyed about... cereal or whatever, can fully turn his day around.

Issues:

Raphael is a physical guy, If you are touch averse, expect this to be a problem. He'll try not to take it personally, he knows it's not personal, Donnie doesn't like being touched either, but it does mess with his head for a while. During those times you're okay with physical contact, try and give him all the reassurance.

Can be a bit pushy about your health and safety at times. Usually it's easy to determine when there's an actual threat and when he's just being overprotective. He's getting better about the latter.

Donnie

'Tism twins!!!

While there is the usual social tapdance of "what type of neurospicy are you?" when you first meet, you both know how important it is to get as much information as possible right up front, so you know how to operate around each other.

Infodumping becomes an art form. You can see be working in silence for hours when one of you will start talking, already halfway through your own conversation in your head, and the other is instantly on board. You learn a LOT from each other about the most beautifully random things.

Expect him to keep a small fridge/pantry stocked with safe foods (when he remembers) and drinks (when he remembers). You more or less end up taking turns restocking everything when you notice the other's safe foods are out.

Fidgets. Everywhere.

Understanding that when either of you check in with the other to make sure they're staying on task, it's not passive aggressive, and your genuinely asking if they need help staying focused.

Has a "Sensory Regulation Chamber" in the lab that's essentially just quiet room stocked with anything either of you need to regulate. Sunglasses, fluffy sweaters, a drum set, you need it? He'll get it.

Issues:

Beware the usual issues that arise with Neurodivergent couples, when your 'tism clashes with his. If you need quiet and he needs to infodump, you can direct him elsewhere, but you're his person, and he wants to tell YOU. So expect pouting.

Hyperfixation rage on both sides can be a huge problem, and if you're not careful, it can quickly turn into a full blown fight over nothing.

Mike

It's all good, Angel. Whatever you need.

The most chill about it, and will fully roll with the punches whenever something happens he isn't expecting.

Snacks? Snacks. No need to worry about the stress of sitting down to, or putting together a whole meal. He's got your safe snacks on hand at all times.

His hoodie is now your hoodie. Full stop.

Want to watch the same movie, listen to the same song, play the same game, or eat the same food seventeen times in a row? Hell yeah! Let's go for the record!

Many with SPD (sensory processing disorder), know how helpful cannabis can be. He and Donnie are already tinkering with some plants, so he'll put a few aside to breed into something that tones down the world without leaving you tired and foggy.

Will listen to you infodump for hours with a goofy lovestruck smile on his face. You'll think he isn't listening, but he'll surprise you with something later that shows just how closely he was.

Issues:

OVERSTIMULATION. And NOT in the fun way (maybe the fun way, but that wouldn't necessarily be an "issue"). Both he and his space are bright and loud and there's a lot of stuff with very little organization. which we all know isn't a problem... Until, suddenly, it really *really* is. Set up a quiet space. You will need it.

Similarly, he's got a bit of a codependency issue. They all do, really, but Mike's is pretty extreme. Before you, things were... dark. And now you're here and things are awesome and what do you mean you don't want to snuggle on the couch right now? Did he do something wrong? Handling touch aversion and your occasional need for solitude takes him a WHILE.

ALL OF 'EM

These boys are sensory heaven. It's like they were made for sensory regulation. From textured skin to big strong arms to their churr basically solving every problem in your world, if only for a little while, expect them to be your safe space and refuge.

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[j3sterth1ngz]

Decided to try redesigning some sanses for Connected Timelines to make it a lil more unique and personal. Starting off with my [second] favorite couple, who I've affectionately nicknamed Stitches and Hue Given that Connected Timelines takes place around 50 years after the Dream and Nightmare Truce, I imagined them adopting more modern or humanish styles of dress overtime when they moved to the Omega Timeline.

Onto a bit of info/reasons for some design aspects below:

Error: I never quite understood how Geno had one working eye, yet Error had two [If it was explained I'm not aware of it]. So for my redesign I decided to make Error's right permanently half-closed and slightly drippy as a bit of a nod towards him being Geno! I tried to give him a bit of a plushie vibe with the stitching and button eye, but don't know if that translated too well. He's around 5'5 1/2 compared to Ink whose 4'6

Personality wise, Error here has generalized anxiety disorder, autism, and ocd tendencies. He's far sighted and needs reading glasses; He's a massive bookworm, loves to knit and sow, and is a big tea enjoyer that's easily snappy and annoyed. Has lot's of sensory issues and generally wears cozy or baggy clothes. I like to image that he smells like green tea and a fresh new book sjksjlsl. Very much a germaphobe and needs everything of his to be clean and organized, but doesn't mind Ink's mess and let's him do what he wants. I like the idea that Error is capable of seeing the coding [and any oddities] of other beings.

Ink: I had the idea of a kidcore-y Ink design for ages, though while concepting his design became more muted than planned, but I think it works better than what I had originally. In my original concepts I gave Ink clown ruffles, however I wanted to keep the scarf family intact, so after a while a search I discovered ruffled scarfs. So I was able to keep the clown-y vibes and still have a scarf! The prehensile shiba tail is my favorite feature <3

For personality, I imaged him similarly to the original, with a couple changes. He has Autism and ADHD and is a bit of a feral creature. Massive plushie and old toy collector who loves soft textures and fruit smoothies. The embodiment of organized chaos; pillows and toys scattered everywhere on his side of the bedroom, but he makes sure to keeps Error's side clean. Eats the most nausea inducing food combos you've ever seen and actually ENJOYS it. Prolly smells like citrus and crayons 24/7. Oh, and the brushes name is Pigment!

And that concludes my rambles for today :)

[muffinrecord]

Asuka's MGS

So far it's a little bland but it's got some interesting parts. I think I prefer how they're presenting her here than I did in her MagiReco MGS.

The MagiReco MGS makes more of a big deal on how scatterbrained and silly she is. You get the feeling that her neuroticism negatively effects her daily life, but you're meant to take it more as a funny joke than anything else.

Here it comes across as Asuka having something going on mentally but still being taken a bit more seriously. We see that she's pretty focused and smart, especially for things she zeroes in on.

Having Asuka get a moment where she notices something and gets to help improve a friend's performance isn't exactly groundbreaking writing, but I think it helps keep her from feeling like a caricature.

That's not to say she doesn't get made fun of though

The thing is, this points out that Asuka has a habit of making assumptions but something about it also feels kind of... bad. It doesn't help that Asuka's reaction is to blame herself and downplay what's going on

I think it also helps that we see that Asuka's issues don't just impact the people around her (Mitama for being late) but also Asuka's own life.

There's this kind of sad yet complacent resignation that Asuka displays that makes me feel a little sorry for her. And the way that her friends speak to her also makes me feel a little bad. Obviously Rena going "ONE OF YOUR WEIRD ASSUMPTIONS" is there, but there are other more innocent moments too

Like... obviously Asuka would realize this, right? The girl overthinks and worries about everything. How could she not? But it's almost like because she's not outwardly fretting about it, her friends seem to believe that Asuka hasn't made this connection yet. But Asuka isn't stupid.

(It's hard to talk around this-- I'm not sure what's going on for Asuka, but I'm guessing we're meant to assume she has some flavor of mental illness or neurodivergency. I don't really know enough about OCD to say she's got it, but given that Asuka in MagiReco made a big deal about how she has to have everything "just" right and organize and clean things obsessively, it wouldn't surprise me if that's what's meant to be going on. But again, I don't want to diagnose her with something I don't know enough about. I'd be curious to see what folks with OCD think about her character and if it's an accurate guess or if it's a stereotypical/incorrect one.)

And like... what can Asuka do about it? This is just another time she's made a big deal out of something and destroyed her life and hurt the people around her. She can either hate herself or move forward. Because she knows she's gonna make mistakes again, and her friends know she will. What can she do? It sucks but she's not stupid and she's not gonna wallow. She's gonna keep moving forward.

Another interesting thing is that, so far, there's no suicide jokes which is kind of incredible for her??? Personally they never offended me but also I don't hate this direction.

I've only got up to episode 2 unlocked so I'm curious to see what the rest of her story will be like. I like it so far though! Curious what other folks think.

[frankiensteinsmonster]

Is it invalid to worry about your environmental impact as a person who lives on this planet (especially when loads of other people seem to live in ignorant bliss or openly just do not care)?

Not at all.

But as disabled people* I really think we should allow ourselves those accommodations we need/that would make our lives easier.

Bottled body wash lathers easier and saves you that tiny bit of energy while you're washing up? Can't seem take care of your bar of soap so it runs out fast because it's always wet and actively makes your bathroom harder to clean? You deserve to preserve your energy and keep yourself clean. Use it.

Bottled water means your executive dysfunction won't get in the way of you getting hydrated? Means you can keep water by your bed so you don't have to endure the physical pain of walking to the kitchen? Means your OCD symptoms won't prevent you from drinking water for hours-days at a time? You deserve to drink water without stressing. Drink it.

Paper plates and plastic utensils mean you get to eat without having to worry about dishes + prevents you from having an overwhelming sink full of every dish you own covered in rotting, smelly food that may even attract bugs and cause them to breed in your sink? You deserve to eat freely and live in a clean and safe environment. Use them.

Can't wash clothes on the regular let alone cleaning rags due to energy/executive function, ability, finances, ect.? Use paper towels. For whatever reason you need them. Spills so you don't take up your only clean towel and risk it sitting + developing mold and mildew. Wiping off your counters. Dusting. Drying your dishes. Drying your hands. I literally do not give a fuck. Use them!

Use frozen vegetables that come in plastic bags and frozen meals that come in single use plastic and floss sticks and plastic cups and precut fruit and veg and whatever little necessary 'convenience' you can think of that makes your life easier. Just because you Technically, Physically can pull it off doesn't mean you should and it's important we think about the consequences of our actions even if we're the only ones really impacted by them. You're important. And for a lot of us, these things are what makes the difference between Getting Things Done At All and sitting in shame because we can't bring ourselves to make our own everything and do everything the long or right way. We put too much pressure on ourselves to make up for what abled people aren't doing themselves. If Anybody deserves a break it's us.

Don't misconstrue this as discouragement from doing what you can or whatever, but I need all of us to be a lot more realistic about what impacts our lives and which trade offs are worth it for our own sake.

It's unfortunate that we don't have options for more sustainable resources when it comes to taking care of ourselves, but it shouldn't fall on us to choose between a significantly more difficult life or feeling guilt free. Advocate where you can for better treatment of the planet, and until that can happen-- non-disabled people can and should pick up the slack for us. They literally have that option and the impact they face is an infinitesimal inconvenience compared to the real health/quality of life consequences that build up in such a severe way over time. We deserve that little bit of leeway.

*disabled includes both physical and mental ailments on this post btw

[skeletonapricationday]

Naughty girl

Warnings: Porn w/o plot, fem reader x nanami, deephthroating, face fucking, angry Kento, use if whore.

18+ minors dni

Nanami stared as you bent over the desk, looking for your lost pen. You had it five seconds ago, you kept swearing that up and down. It was frustrating because you were distracting him from his work.

Nanami wasn't a very sexual man. He lived to work and go home, that was it. Simple and sweet. Yet he was still a man at the end of the day. Seeing you bend over in that skirt, scrambling all around his office for your pen. It was troubling. He sighs and stands.

"If I promise to help you look will you leave my office?" He says in a gruff. His deep voice echoing off the walls.

"Yes sir-e!" You say excitedly and innocently. "I swear I used it yesterday to help you with that report. Now its missing, like missing missing." You say with a small pout. That cute quiver of your lip catching his vision. He tilts his head away, trying to ignore you.

"Why can't I just give you one of my pens?" He says exasperated.

"Because you also gave me this pen, so it's my favorite pen. No other pen will feel the same!" You shout confidently and annoyingly.

"If you like that one so much because I gave it to you, why not just let me give you a new one? You make no sense." He says logically, as always. Yet this wasn't about logic. He gave you this pen two years ago, when you finally cracked a thin layer of his hard shell. It was a sign of friendship and good faith, you were not going to give up on this.

"Because-because I want this specific pen okay." You say emrbassed. Not at all willing to admit the true reason to the logic king himself.

He nods slowly, like he wasn't going to bother arguing further. Simply scanning a bookshelf, seeing if you mistakenly placed it there. He swears to himself that the intelligent woman yesterday who helped him fill out that report is the same scatterbrain currently looking for her pen. Obliviously showing her body off in several interesting positions.

You slowly get onto your hands and knees, sticking a hand under the couch. Seeing if you can feel anything underneath. When you don't you arch your hips up further to keep yourself from slipping, as you peep your head underneath. "It's dark and dusty under here. I always thought you had too much OCD to not dust under the couch." You tease playfully. Just trying to joke with the serious man, like normal.

"Shut up and stop looking under there." You here the blank reply from behind you.

"No need to get so defensive. Of course this place isn't going to be sparkly clean, you work too much. Yknow I really respect that about-" You squeak as you're cut off. Your ankle being grapped, forcibly pulled from under the couch.

"Did you not hear me the first time?" He asks, using your ankle to flip you onto your back. "Or do I have to shout." The last half is also a question, yet he says it like a statement. His voice always cold and callous, despite his actual kind nature.

You blush at how strong he was. It was juxtaposition to your strength. Enough cursed energy to be a sorcerer compared to normal humans, but so weak you had to be an assistant. "Nanami...this position is a bit...interesting?" You say softly and confused.

"And your last position wasn't?" He drops your ankle. Giving you a chance to slowly rise up, sitting on your knees emrbassed. "If you're going to wear a skirt, please be self aware." He states simply.

Wait, what did he mean by that. Suddenly your whole face flushes, realizing you've been flaunting your ass. Basically putting yourself on display.

Nanami clears his throat, surprisingly loosening his tie a bit. Rubbing the side of his face annoyed and...flushed.

"Look I'm sorry...I just didn't think about it." You say shyly, biting your bottom lip. As much as you dreamed of Nanami lustfully gazing at your backside, you never meant to accidently do it. In your fantasy it was always purposful, taking advantage of his cold demeanor by turning him on. This was not a fantasy, you're right in front of him.

He stares down at you and sighs. "Come on, up off your knees." He says softly. That sentence makes you discretly clench your thighs. Imagining those words in a different scenario. You look at his offered hand and take it, slowly standing with his help.

"You didn't do it on purpose, it's okay." He's say in a coo, almost like he felt bad.

"What if I did?" You ask, surprising even yourself. You didn't do this on purpose, why did you say that? More importantly, why didn't you stop yourself?

"What?" You hear by your side. Looking at his stern face. Waiting for digust to roll in, hell maybe he'll even shout. Tell you to get out of his office, even worse maybe fire you.

Suddenly he laughs. Gripping onto the side of his desk...laughing. "You have alot of nerve." He says walking over to you. Raising a hand to your face. You expect the sting of a slap, but instead he squishes your cheeks together. "Cause then I'd call you an attention seeking whore." He tsks his tongue and smiles. An annoyed grin, faux politeness despite his harsh words.

"I-uhm- sorry I didn't really mean-" The pressure of his grip grows. Stopping you mid sentence.

"I won't hear any of your excuses." He pushes you against his desk, the table digging into the back of your thighs. A small patch of arousal staining your underwear. "In fact I'll reward you."

"What?" You say confused, knitting your brows. He lets out a small cold huff. Slipping his hand from your chin to down your throat. Softly rubbing the side of your neck.

"If your goal was to provoke me- it worked." His other free hand grabs yours. Pressing it against his thigh. You feel his hot throbbing length struggling not to reveal itself. "Do you know how hard it is trying to keep my dick tucked while helping you look around?" He coos to you. His fingers wrap around yours, causing you to the feel the entirety of his girth. "C'mon don't be shy now."

"Is that really...wow." You say breathlessly. The huge thing in your hand really was his cock. Straining against his professional trousers. "Why didn't you say anything?" You say softly. Gripping it curiously with your fingers, earning a soft groan from him.

"Its not exactly professional to hit on your assistant...also a tad too clichéd." He replies honestly. Running the hand on your neck down to your skirt. Flipping it up and letting out a soft pleased sigh. "I'm not one for business and pleasure but, this damned skirt." He chuckles softly. Rubbing your left thigh, watching it jiggle in response. "God it gets me rock hard."

You shiver at his touch. His hands warm against your thigh, but the heat of your aching cunt is hotter. "Nanami..." You whisper his name out softly.

He tsks his tongue in response. "I got my hand up your skirt, call me Kento." He leans in and kisses your neck softly, nibbling at the soft flesh. His hot breath sending goosebumps. "Kay'?" He whispers into your ear.

You nod softly. Letting out small sounds of pleasure as his lips travel across your throat. "Kento please your hand...it can go further than my thigh."You squeak out. Hoping the muscular man gets the message.

"Oh I know...but you've been naughty. Why would I give you what you want?" He coos backing away from you. Even pulling your hand away from his dick. "It be more punishing to leave you a dripping wet needy mess." He says with a smirk. A thing you never expected to see on his face. The pure unbridled joy he has in teasing you. Getting revenge for your two years of oblivious actions.

He smiles at you and sits back down in his desk chair. Going back to reviewing his documents despite your whines of protest. "Kento please.." You say walking behind his chair. Wrapping your arms around him, hands splayed across his chest. Rubbing the hard planes of muscle. "I don't even have to feel good, I just wanna feel you." You tempt into his ear. Kissing underneath it. He huff in response and expertly pulls your hands off his chest.

"I'd stop now. Bad girls get punished." He speaks sternly. Not at all humoring you. You don't listen and walk to the front of his chair, dropping to your knees, rubbing your face against his thigh. He finally lets go of his document. "Do you really want it that bad?" He coos softly. Like a false sense of security.

You nod against his thigh, looking up at him with a lust addled gaze. He gives you an evil smile, one that sends shivers down your spine. He undoes his belt buckle, tugging his pants and boxers to free himself. His huge length standing proudly at attention. "Go on pretty girl." He says brushing his thumb across your bottom lip. "Give it a taste." He says smiling.

You listen excitedly. Falling right into his trap as your lips curl around his cock. Slowly bobbing your head down after swirling your tongue around his tip. A pleasnt salty bead of precum meeting your tongue. You can only fit half of him in your mouth, even without a gag reflex the pure girth was already stretching your jaw. He throws his head back and groans. "Finally...a way to shut you up." He says happily, almost relaxed.

His hand curls into your hair, gripping it at the base. Successfully pulling your hair out of your way. A part of you was about to mention how sweet it was until. He grips hard and slams your head down, painfully making you take the rest of him down your throat. Your nose pressed against the soft curls of his pubes. A small surprised gag leaves your lips. "Oh darling don't you remember. You've been naughty, and naughty girls get what?" He asks you. He looks down at you amused for a second. Using his hand to pull you up and down on him. Small tears pricking the corners of your eyes. "I forgot, can't talk with your mouth full can you?" He laughs and groans. The two sounds like music to your ears.

This was gonna be a harsh night.

[did-sm1-say-catfish]

tip for writing characters with ocd: make weird shit up

most often i see just typical germ phobia, which, while it can be a part of ocd, it is definitely not entirely what it is.

ocd is made up of obsessions and compulsions. The obsession is the fear, and the compulsion is something you do to keep the fear at bay. a typical example would be "i need to turn the lights on and off three times or else my entire family dies a painful death" but thats pretty tame, actually. Ocd can get off the fucking walls.

What you need to understand is that ocd is not logical. in fact, it can be a little silly. but at the end of the day, it is a conniving little bitch that wants to ruin your life.

instead of giving your character any sense of reason and logic in their ocd, try making them do crazy crap.

Oh, they need to clean their hands? yeah, a typical hand wash isnt gonna cut it. how about they need their hands covered in paint before they can wash them or else their hands arent truly clean. ("why do you have paint in your bathroom?" "uhhhhhhh")

They need to get changed? right, well they need to put on their clothes backwards, do three spins, and then reverse their clothes before they can walk through any doorways. like a magical girl! or else their cat gets herpes and dies a painful death.

They need to order food on their phone? right, first off they need to use their tv to order, and they cant use their phone until the food arrives, and only when their fingers are greasy from the food can they pick up their phone, or else their doordasher get smashed by an anvil and they will be convicted of the murder.

If youre having trouble, think about how their compulsions could come to be.

perhaps they were doing an art project where they were working with paint, and now washing their hands without paint somewhere in the mix just feels wrong.

maybe they put on their clothes backwards and then reversed them before going to the vet with their cat and being warned about the dangers of cat herpes.

maybe they ordered food from the tv as a funny bit with friends, and then watched copious amounts of roadrunner and coyote while waiting for the food to arrive.

i cant speak for everyone, but most of my compulsions are developed from just going about life, and then the ocd creeps up.

me: alright time to fill up my cup from my water dispenser on the fridge!!! me: oops i spilled a little haha ocd: wouldnt it be such an annoying compulsion if you HAD to spill it or else you couldnt drink your water? me: haha yeah that would be so annoying. good thing that isnt one of my compulsions!!! haha ocd: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) me: ... ocd: hehe me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

another thing is that obsessions dont always have to be specific. they could be as rigid as "your best friend will slowly die of pneumonia while you are none the wiser, and then while they are on their deathbed, they will blame you" or as loose as "something bad will happen" (alternatively, even more vague!! “I get an icky feeling (emotional)”)

Most people with ocd are so anxiety ridden that they have trouble trusting themselves, their memory, and everyone and everything around them. They might be inclined to do things themselves because other people will mess it up, or double check and redo all their compulsions because "what if i made a mistake?" Ocd is an anxiety disorder, after all.

and this is just ONE type of ocd. many types of ocd are more mental, think-yourself-into-a-breakdown kind of anxiety. They are full of distrust in yourself, in your memory, and in everyone and everything. "what if i killed someone and i forgot about it?" and "what if i'm going to rape/kill/torture my loved ones?" or "what if im going to snap that baby's neck?"

Ocd can be silly and it can be grisly, but it is never fun.

so customize your characters ocd! it doesnt need to be generic store bought "germ icky" anymore. you can make them MORE miserable!!!

[conditioned-to-obey]

Im doing well. We got a bit of snow, it was beautiful to see but it melted quickly. Walking hand in hand with my love, only to look over and see a soft sprinkle of snow settling over us.

I prefer the colder seasons, but I'm ready for spring—and by extension, spring cleaning.

I have been stalking my home like an animal, picking out what part I want to attack and dissect first.

My bipolar disorder and OCD are warring over who gets to take precedent over my energy spike.

On another note, I have been on the look out for a fleeting scent that passed me at the antique store. The closest similarities I could place was an expired Avon perfume my grandmother may have worn and Nightcap by Orebella. I'm sure I'll find it when I least expect it.

I have been enjoying a homemade cold brew lately, Ive been practicing appreciating things that are simple but lovely in a ritualistic way. Trying to keep to a three drink minimum at breakfast.

Im on the look out for delicate stationary to write love letters on and making mental notes about reducing blue light, side sleeper pillows, investing in a new vacuum and playing more mentally stimulating games. I want to write down every word I do not know and learn what they mean. More chess, more reading, more learning anything and everything that interests me.

Also making efforts to use my cane on those days when my back decides I need it, instead of forcing myself to shoulder the full brunt of my chronic pain on its own.

Happy March. It's going to be a good one.

[theyapper0]

Litte details abt my Hazbin rewrite that i wanna share :)

OK SO!!! IT'S DOOOOOONEEEE!!!!!!

So I FINALLY finished drawing out everything I wrote out for some major plot point in my hazbin rewrite 😋 BUT!!!

There's some things that I have made art of or talked about that are sorta important (but they're really not, just some silly things that I pictured in this that I never got the chance to talk about yet LOL!!!)

If you don't really care, feel free to skip this but there are some little doodles here too that will basically get all my points across just as well!

-So first point, I've touched on this a little bit here but Niffty and Husk are BROS. Like fr ride or die with each other.

In this rewrite, I want Niffty to have been an overlord like Husk (or at least just as powerful as he is because I feel like Alastor is EXTREMELY attracted to power and he wouldn't just make deals with weak as shit people unless he was gaining something GRAND).

But Husk and Niffty, they both.... really hate Alastor. I think Husk is much more vocal with his hatred towards Alastor but do NOT be fooled, NIFFTY WANTS HIS ASS IN THE GROUND TOO!!!!!!

And I think it's because of this hatred, because of this shared, unfortunate situation that they've both found themselves in in regards to being contracted to the Radio Demon, I think they are really close. Like, they look out for each other and watch each others backs because who else is gonna do it? ALASTOR? LOL!!!!

-Here's my Sir Pentious and Cherri Bomb designs!! I realized when I was making all those drawings for the rewrite that I never drew them! So here they are! 😋

Pentious has prosthetic arms that he made himself not too long after he arrived in Hell YEARS AGO bc I wanted to REAAALLY lean into the whole snake thing. And I also made him more steampunk-y because I think it's cool and that he'd look super adorable with little gear markings on his scales

And I read that Cherri died in around the 80's so I wanted to give her an aussie rocker look LMAOO Wild hair, big ol' hoop earrings and tattered clothes because she's COOL!!

-Niffty is the (m)hotel's maid/rooms keeper still (and it was only SLIGHTLY degrading in the beginning). The biggest reasons Alastor made her the maid is because of her OCD (he's an old man from the 1930's, he thinks OCD means being a neat freak) and because she is able to control all kinds of insects and vermin- which the hotel is INFESTED with

Niffty is also the only one with a spare key to Charlie and Vaggie's house, she's honestly the one they trust the MOST out of everyone at the hotel to have a key to their place in case of an emergency (and she only abuses it SOMETIMES)

-HUSK IS NOT THE HOTEL BARTENDER IN THIS!!!!!!

When I designed the hotel to look more like a motel, obviously there was no place to put a bar and I WANTED THAT! Like, I understand the humor in having a bar in a rehabilitation facility (it IS REALLY FUNNY I KNOW) but I really don't think that, even in this, neither Charlie or Vaggie would allow Alastor or Angel or anyone else to tell THEM what the hotel needs.

Like, they LITERALLY built this place with their BARE HANDS, I think they're both verrrry resistant to any changes and such that others may want to implement (for both the good and bad), even if that person was THE Radio Demon

So instead, Alastor had brought him in as a sorta bodyguard for the hotel (as a huge middle finger to Vaggie, who is not only the hotel manager but also is a very ready protector of this place)

(Husk DOES still sell liquor though, like that is something that is totally happening, it's just very hush-hush. He keeps it in his room and sells it to the patrons of the hotel (sometimes Pretentious and most of the time it's just Angel. Charlie and Vaggie have no idea this is happening))

(Niffty 100% knows since she's the one who cleans the rooms but she wouldn't sell out Husk because that's her bro)

-And speaking of the Radio Demon!!! Neither Charlie or Vaggie are scared of him. I mean, they're not really scared of him in canon (they could be sometimes tho ig)

Charlie is one of the strongest beings in Hell and Vaggie is (secretly) an angel who, as far as they all know, can't be killed by a Sinner. So neither of them are really threatened by him. Vaggie definitely voices this more than Charlie does, in fact, Charlie is almost always more than happy to just let Alastor talk and threaten as much as he wants because she's not violent and is very humble (that's what good people do, right?)

Alastor is also just as good of a Facility Manager of the Hazbin Hotel as he is in canon, and by that I mean he does not do his job and when he does, he sucks at it LOLLLL. He is very unhelpful.

-Sundays are the only day where the hotel isn't doing any reformative work/lessons so it's everyones' day off (it's holy day AMEN!) 

(Charlie WOULD make them pray on Sundays if it wasn't for the fact that every time she would try to guide a prayer, she would bleed from every hole in her body) 

-AND THE LAST POINT IS....

The Hazbin Hotel doesn't JUST do lessons in goodness, they also teach about the 10 Commandments and go on “field trips” to do volunteer work (soup kitchens, cleaning parks, helping Hell with one smile at a time :)

Thanks for reading and be sure to check in tomorrow for the first page of a comic retelling Charlie's meeting with Adam in episode one!!!

[lunathegalacticwolf]

Random Dandy's World headcanons I have

Rodger and Teagan are Toodles' parents. However, she's adopted, which is why she often refers to them by name. (teacase aaaaaahhh)

Sprout is chubby bc yes.

Finn has a really low pain tolerance. He would cry over stubbing his toe.

Shrimpo is secretly extremely protective over Toodles. If anyone harmed her, he'd kick their ass.

Glisten is a gay uncle figure to Toodles. So is Boxten. (jewelrybox go wee)

Sprout and Cosmo have a crush on each other, and while they never made it official, they act like a couple. (fruitcake go brrr)

Shelly = Vee's pookie (hehe shellvision)

Shrimpo is extremely touch-starved, but he refuses to ask for hugs, cuddles, headpats, nose boops, kisses, etc and he hides when he has mental breakdowns or panic attacks. (angst hehe)

Tisha has OCD. If anything is out of order, she HAS to fix it.

Toodles = AUTISM

Coal is spayed, but neither she nor Pebble know that and they want to have puppies. (no, they're not related in any way. If you headcanon that they are, that's fine, but keep in mind that in my AU, they're not)

Sprout has a fluffy leaf tail that wags when he's happy. He doesn't even bother to deny it.

While Cosmo is really good at baking, he CANNOT cook actual food for the life of him. Give him a microwave pizza and he'll find a way to set it on fire. He always has to ask either Ginger or Sprout to cook for him, or he just gets take-out. How many wrong ways can you use a microwave? Cosmo's done them all.

Boxten struggles with social interactions. He never talks to anyone he doesn't know unless he absolutely has to.

Boxten has glasses. Even though he's supposed to wear them all the time, he usually only wears them when he has to read something because he thinks they make him look like a geek. (insecurity alert)

Scraps and Goob are Boxten's cousins.

Dandy has attachment issues. He gets anxious when a friend stops talking to him for too long (aka a day 💀)

Toodles is really stupidly strong despite her age.

Shrimpo claims that he hates cats, but he secretly owns one.

Boxten knows Japanese. He learned it from his oldest brother.

Boxten is also the youngest of nine brothers and sisters.

Tisha is the type of person to run herself ragged just to keep things clean and in order.

Finn is nineteen years old and he's still afraid of the dark.

Boxten can't handle chocolate very well. Ironically, he still enjoys eating it. (me lmao)

When Connie and Looey have sleepovers, Looey tries to kick Connie off the bed in his sleep.

Coal is extremely lazy. She'll stay in one spot for hours.

Pebble sees himself as being the same as wolves. The only real difference is that he has Dandy to feed him.

When Toodles is picked up, she'll screech like a pterodactyl. She hates being picked up, unless it's Rodger or Teagan.

Rodger was thought to be mute as a child due to not having a mouth, but he slowly taught himself how to talk. Due to this, his grammar isn't the best.

Dazzle is slightly shorter than Razzle, so the two of them walk a bit funny, but it doesn't cause them pain and that's all that matters.

Despite not being in Brightney's book club, Razzle does enjoy reading, but he's not the biggest fan of Dazzle's reading tastes, so it usually puts him to sleep.

Gigi teases Cosmo and Ginger by saying they're dating. (They're not though, this isn't- well, I am in Alabama, but you know what I mean!)

Rodger calls Toodles 'sunshine' bc yes.

Shrimpo is a big back. Not as much as Toodles, but he could be in his bedroom with 30 bags of chips all to himself at any time-

Toodles has a little fluffy tail and paw beans on her hands and feet because yes.

Looey's tail usually never stops wagging, so if it does, something is very wrong.

Finn used to cut his shoulders and thighs when he was younger, but he doesn't do it anymore and he's nothing but happy now. He doesn't even bother to hide his scars, since Gigi told him it's a sign he went through something tough, survived it, and came back stronger.

Rodger has a country accent bc yes.

Shrimpo likes dandelions. Even though they're technically weeds, he thinks they're beautiful and they calm him down during his mental breakdowns.

Looey identifies as non-binary. While he's okay with he/him, he prefers they/them pronouns.

Boxten likes sitting in boxes. He finds it comfortable.

Boxten and Poppy have been best friends since they were practically babies. They're inseparable.

Toodles likes to sing in the shower.

Astro writes in his diary with a glittery gel pen.

Cosmo owns and wears Hello Kitty socks, though he's embarrassed about it.

Looey tackles and wrestles people to show affection.

Connie makes Your Mom jokes.

Dazzle is really scared of dogs.

Rodger has fallen asleep when working several times. Like Tisha, he tends to run himself ragged.

Sprout won't pass up the opportunity to spend time with Cosmo, and even hides when he's sick to do it. as soon as Cosmo finds out, he's the one to take care of him until he gets better.

If you don't like the ships that I mentioned, that's totally okay! Just don't be rude about it and if you feel like they get too shoved in your face, let me know nicely and I'll take a break from posting anything ship related. ^^

[sleepy-royal]

How To Wash Dishes When You Have Contamination OCD and Autism By Sleepy-Royal (Note: This Is My Own Experience and Thus Can Not Speak On Others with The Same Disorders)

Step One: Put on Protection

Goggles (To keep water and soap from hitting my glasses)

Gloves (To Keep My Hands From Touching Gross Stuff...They arent as long as I'd like. Barely reaching halfway up my forearm)

When I'm able to, Butcher's Apron (Its a vinyl apron that'll keep my clothes from getting wet while I do Dishes. But alas. I'll have to suffer through the wet clothes. Sensory issues for this one but if its dirty water? Changing, immediately)

Step Two: Sort The Dishes

Little plates go on the big plates. The flat bowls go on the little plates and the bowls go in the flat bowls. Utensils go into a cup, sometimes sorted by type, sometimes not. Etc, etc.

The Dishes are then placed back in the sink, if theres room as I have a double sink so it makes it easier to not have dirty dishes on the counter.

Step Three: Clean and Rinse Dish (Do Not Proceed If Dish Rack and/or Towel Is Dirty. Clean Dish Rack/Replace Towel Before or All Dishes Touching Them Will Be Tainted and Unuseable)

The Towel isn't always a towel. Sometimes its a pair of folded pants or a few pillow cases. Anything to put the cups onto so that the water is soaked up.

Step Four: Repeat Step Three Until The Dish No Longer Feels Like A Biohazard

Usually twice, sometimes three if it feels really dirty, but never more than four.

Step Five: Place Dish Into Appropriate Area

Cups go on the towel, Silverware go into a cup or two, Everything else goes into the dishrack

Step Six: Repeat Steps Three Through Five Until All Dishes Are Finished

Step Seven: Wash The Sink

The Sink should be cleaned to prevent bugs...even in winter...and because of grossness...and...yeah. I have no excuse for this one. Just that I HAVE to wash the sink as the dishes usually sit for a bit and I'm the only one who cleans the kitchen sink.

And that is Washing Dishes With Contamination OCD and Autism! How do you wash your dishes? (Yes. Its takes ages to do the dishes)