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wolfytae-exe · 8 months

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TEACH ME.(S)

Summary: In which your boy best friend needs help impressing a girl.

Warning: Noona kink, dry humping, implied unrequited love, fwb, raw(wrap before you tap), bottom tyun, grinding/humping, teasing, tempting, nipple sucking, oral(fem receiving), early orgasm, over-stim, multiple orgasms, college au, switch tyun, mean dom tyun, slight pain kink, whiny sub tyun, thigh riding, praise + degradation, name calling + pet names, switch reader, size kink if you squint lemme know if i missed anything

Paring: virgin bbsf!Taehyun + Older!Reader

“I’m sorry- what?” You whisper yell, staring at your best friend. Kang Taehyun, you’ve known him since you both were in the 2nd and 3rd grade. You had fended off tiny little bullies that made fun of him being a child actor with your hot tempered personality.

You always stood by his side, fending off bullies until he grew a pair and was able to stand up for himself, given that only really happened mid-highschool when he began working out.

You are now in your 3rd year of college, him in his second, and sitting in your dorm room.

Your roommate had left the shared space hours ago to go to some frat party so you decided to invite and catch up with your boy best friend.

Everything was just fine, he got in the building just fine, been sitting in your floating chair for hours now, but the moment he began talking about his tiny little crush on the girl in his vocal class, telling you everything he loved about her and how badly he wants to impress her you couldn’t help but be shocked.

Taehyun has only dated once, in middle school. He’s always mentioned how he never felt an attraction to the people around him, even recently claimed to be Aromantic, but with this new found information you couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous.

You’ve never liked Taehyun, never even thought of him anyway other than a friend. Except that one time when you first hit puberty, and after him and his girlfriend broke up, and when his voice deepened, and when he grew taller than you, and when he started working out- but that’s besides the point.

Your jealousy was cut short the moment he asked you for help anyways, he really wanted to impress this girl. “I really like her Noona..” Taehyun whined, hand pressed to his chest simply because thinking about her overwhelmed his heart.

You cocked a brow at him, never seeing him like this. “And I’m supposed to help? I don’t know the girl, she’s probably already impressed by you anyways.” You argue, muttering the last bit under your breath as you pull out your phone to check the time

10:36PM, damn no wonder your eyes were heavy.

Taehyun groaned and sat up from the chair. “But you’re a girl, you can point me into the right direction!” You rolled your eyes at that. “Tyun I’m almost positive you won’t be rejected no matter what you do.” You say as you get up and move to your closet, pulling out of the boys t-shirts, now stuck with the smell of you from the multiple wears.

“I doubt that, she never even looks at me, I sit right in front of her and she’s never looking at me!” He complains, not even bothered as you begin to strip your shirt and shorts. “Look, if she’s not looking at you in the first place then something is already wrong with this picture.” You say before slipping the shirt on, letting it fall over your ass and thighs like a short dress.

Taehyun let’s a pout fall on his face, he was always so open and expressive with you. “God, fine if you really want some advice you need to get out your comfort zone and fuck her.” You bluntly said, reaching under your shirt to unclip your bra. “Why would that help me?” The man sounded appalled, and unbelievably stupid.

“You’re fucking with me right?” you deadpanned before groaning in frustration when your bra just refused to budge. “Help me.” You say before walking and dipping down a bit in front of him. “I’m serious, you shouldn’t joke like that, I don’t just want to get into her pants.” Taehyun responds with frustration before running his hand under your shirt and unclipping the bra between two fingers with ease.

You ignored the shiver that crawled up your spine the moment his fingers brushed your skin. “Tyun look in the mirror. You’re basically a sex symbol, virgin or not I promise you a lot of girls want you, hell she probably wants you too.” You say as you pull the bra out from under your shirt.

It’s silent for a moment, like he was trying to think of some kind of solution to his problem. You took the opportunity to stand up and toss your clothes into the hamper.

When you looked back over to the younger he was just staring. “What?” Was there something on your ass or something? You brushed your hand over your ass to feel for whatever was making him stare so hard. “Did I sit in something? Oh my- am I bleeding?” You gasped out, now panicked and trying to look down.

“You’re okay Noona, no blood, I just had a question.” You let out a sigh at that, falling back into your bed with content. “Yeah?” You responded further. “What do you think?” Taehyun practically whispered the question across the room. “Think about what?” Your eyes squinted, trying to hear him.

Taehyun practically avoided looking at you any more than he has, becoming more aware of how bare you were in front of him. “Me.” He paused as if finishing his question would really change the meaning of it. “Do you want me?” He finished, sinking a little in his seat.

Your eyes widened. “E-excuse me?” You stutter up a scoff, the question making you think about it, what being in bed with him would be like. “You just seem so sure and you’ve known me the longest so I think it’s a fair question.” Taehyun breathes, trying to slow the bouncing in his leg.

Your silence is what answers the question, making him hum when you sit up and avoid eye contact. Taehyun’s the one staring now, legs opening into a more comfortable position. “Noona~” He practically dragged the word over his tongue with a hum and teasing smile.

“You look so guilty, you want me that bad?” He continued before getting up, taking in the way your thighs press together at his words. The moment he starts walking over, your head is up, staring up at him with shame. “So? I can want and know not to touch. Don’t change the subject when we’re talking about your little crush.” You huff, dodging his accusing teases.

Taehyun hums, standing over you with a new found confidence. “Okay, so how do you expect me to fuck her.” He follows up fast, fighting the smirk threatening to give away how much he’s enjoying the power you simply handed to him. “What kind of dumbass question is that?” you scoff, running your hand over the sides of your shirt.

Taehyun just inched closer, now leaned over the bed. “I get you’re a virgin and whatever but don’t tell me you don’t know the birds and the bees.” You say sarcastically, trying to desperately de-escalate the situation at hand.

“Noona.” Taehyuns face remained stoic, he spoke with depth and full intent to continue what he started. “Stop calling me that.” You fought the whimper in the back of your throat, instead breathing out a bit hard through your nose. “I’m only a year older.” You mumble, sucking in when the younger gets a bit too close.

“Teach me.” Taehyun can’t hide the smirk anymore, a wide upturn of his lips making his request sound a lot more dangerous than it was. “Wh- Do you hear yourself?” You’re absolutely bewildered with this mans confidence.

“I’ve never had sex before Noona, I can’t impress her that way, I need to learn first.” There was a slight purr in his voice, and you felt a rush of wetness soak the middle of your panties. “Tyun, I don’t know.. We’re like- Best friends, isn’t it a bit weird?” You confess, trying hard not to react.

Taehyun hummed. “I think it’s just fine, we’ve known each other for so long, I trust you enough, and I’m positive that we’d stay best friends no matter what.” And just like that Taehyun was down on the bed, laying in front of you on his side.

You were still nervous on it, you wanted him so badly, he has always been your type, a nerdy dork turned gym jock with hella musical background. “Are you sure? I just- I don’t need you to regret your decision.” You sigh out, nerves not allowing you to breathe correctly.

“I’ll be okay, please teach me how to please you.” His voice softened, eyes hard yet big. You could feel yourself throb, pressing your thighs harder together. “Okay..” You let out, leaning out of your spot and leaning toward the younger. “First, uhm, okay—“ You stutter, this was so not hot. “Can I kiss you, Y/N?” Taehyun asked under his breath, eyes already on your lips.

That was definitely hot, a whimper left your mouth in response, which caused your ears to burn in embarrassment. “Yes..” You sighed, letting him lean into you and take control, pressing his lips flush against yours softly. With a shiver you followed, closing your eyes and letting your lips move together fluidly, there was so much trust and softness in the kiss you felt yourself melt into him.

Taehyun pulled away a bit quick, a little red in the face. “Did I do good Noona?” He asked, a little more eager for you now, god this man just keeps switching back and forth, does he want to tease you or please you? “So good, touch me- my waist-“ You tried to order, you didn’t mess around a lot, too focused on school to party or do anything other than get your degree so it was a bit difficult to voice what you wanted.

Taehyun was quick to please, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him and rolling onto his back so you could get on top. “Can I?” He panted, hands running under your shirt. “Not yet- just- just stick to touching me first.” You respond, too embarrassed with your bare body all of a sudden.

The younger just nodded and went straight to your neck, planting small kisses and licks like a cat. “Oh- Tyun-“ You whimpered, pressing more weight of your hips into his. The feeling making a “Fuck-“ slip out from him and warm your skin further. Taehyuns hands found purchase on your hips and began grinding you down, wanting to feel that pulsating pleasure again.

“Fu- Tyun you- you fucking liar-“ You choke up, following his hands and humping his jeans. “You’re good and you know it.” You pant the accusation, a whimper following quickly. “Fuck don’t stop.” Taehyuns hands were far from your body now, moving to remove his shirt. You tilted your head back, feeling his rough jeans rub just right on your clit.

“You’re so hot, using me like this. Use me to please yourself Noona.” Taehyun whispered, the last bit to himself yet loud enough to make you whine in response. The boys jeans were so unbelievably tight, painfully tight, all he could do was moan and buck into you, the motion did nothing but make your hips stutter and stop, all of a sudden overwhelmed with the pleasure.

When you came back too, you looked down at Taehyun, his washboard abs and tight pecs on display. Without a second thought you were in between his neck, planting kisses from his jaw to his throat, a small suck on his adams’s apple before moving down to his chest.

You both made eye contact, lust filled gaze connected with each other instantly before you took his left nipple into your mouth, licking at the tiny bud of nerves. “Ah- Noona please-“ He whined, unable to keep his facade up. Your left hand ran through his hair while your right ran down his chest to his jeans.

“S-so good I- Oh god-“ He stuttered, too distracted by your tongue so foreignly on his nipple to even notice your fingers undoing his jeans, it wasn’t until your hand palmed his cock through his boxers when he noticed, a gasp coming out so hard you felt his chest cave in for a second. “Falling apart just from this? I don’t think you’ll last to fuck a girl, Tyun~” You teased, not expecting Taehyun to buck and moan with no care for volume as a response.

You could feel Taehyun growing in your palm, enough to makes you pull off him and pull his jeans and boxers down to see if what you were feeling was real. The younger let out a whine at the cold air hitting his cock while your eyes widened. “You’re not gonna fit-“ You gasped, looking a little defeated as you eyed the curvy, thick cock in front of you.

His cock curved up onto his abs and you knew if you were to wrap your mouth around him you would dislocate your jaw halfway down. “Please- h-hurts Noona.” He panted desperately, tears welling up at the painful throbbing at the tip of his red cock.

You hesitated for a second before peeling your wet panties off and taking his shirt off your body, tossing it away. “Taehyun if you break me I swear to god.” You spew as you climb back on him. “Do you have a condom?” You ask quickly, it takes Taehyun a moment to realize you weren’t doing anything until he answered so he simply shook his head. “You?” He asked simply, you shook your head. “Maybe my roommate has one- ah!” You yelp put as Taehyun pulls you down to his cock, the tip hitting your entrance before slipping through your pussy lips and over your clit.

“Tae!” You scold, “you cant play like that, you have no experience pulling out.” You continue while he slowly grinds into your clit. “I’ll get soft by time you come back.” The boy whines, “I’ll tell you when I’m about to cum and you can pull me out if I don’t move.”

You let out a sigh. “Not happening.” You hold your ground, you’re not risking it even for your best friend. “Not even if I do this?” He tests before running your clit up and down his cock a bit harder yet slower, letting you feel every vein and fold with the drag. A whimper left you as you looked down at the way his cock pressed flat against his abs, pooling pre-cum into the crevices.

“We can just stay like this- please, just wanna feel you on my cock.” Taehyun begged quietly, eyeing the way your nipples hardened in the cold. The effect those words had on you were borderline embarrassing as you whined and let him roll your hips into his.

“Oh fuck- ‘o good-“ You pant, feeling the way the praise goes straight to his cock. “so good to Noona.” Taehyun bucked at that, fighting the way he wanted to cum already. “‘m good boy?” Taehyun asked with glossy eyes, unable to not melt in your control.

“Such a good boy, Tyunie.” You praise before slowly giving into him and his whining, letting his tip slip in before pulling out and rubbing him down your folds again. You repeated this a few times until he began squirming.

“Noona- ‘m sorry- close-“ Taehyun whined, eyes closing in embarrassment before cum shot over his abs and chest and a raspy moan that came straight from his chest followed.

You let out a moan as his cock twitched against your clit. His cock looked so cute spurting out the white strings of his arousal. A giggle left your lips as you continued your movements, pushing more and more out of him until he was trembling and begging for you to ease up.

“Tyun, Noona isn’t satisfied, how will you ever please your girl if you can’t get me to cum?” You taunted, bringing your nails to his chest and scratching down to leave red marks.

“N-Noona~” Taehyun high pitched purr left his lips in response. “T-Too much-“ he panted. “Hmm, then you need more practice.” You hum, lifting off him and moving to the side while he caught his breath.

You watched the way his cum trickled down his sides before they dripped off into sheets of your bed. “You’re messing up my sheets.” You mutter before swiping a bit off his navel with your finger and licking it off, watching as he stared deep into your eyes.

You hum at the salty taste that sticks to your tastebuds before going down and licking directly off his abs. You’ve wanted to do this the moment he ended up with them, wanted nothing more than to lick them up and down.

Taehyun whined, the feeling of your tongue all over him reigniting that flame in his stomach. “You’re like a half virgin now, how does that feel?” You tease, kissing up his abs to his chest, sucking small hickeys on it. “Did that even count?” Taehyun panted, running his hands over your hair.

“Either count it or we can try over and over and over again.” You whispered, kissing up his chest in between words. “We can set a schedule, you’ll get the hang of it in no time.” You hum, kissing at his jaw before settling close to his face and pressing your chest to his.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, Y/N.” Taehyun lets a flushed grin grow on his face. “I’m not threatening you, but I am serious.” You say before rutting onto his thighs slowly. “I’m sorry I came so early.” Taehyun mutters in embarrassment. “You’re a virgin ah- It’s bound to happen.” You pant in reply, letting your arousal wet his thigh.

“God look at you, using me like a slut.” Taehyun hums, before moving his hand to the small of your back to help

control your movements. “What happened to being a good boy?” You tease, a shaky sigh in pleasure following quickly after.

“I know I’m a good boy, letting you use me for your own pleasure, you’re supposed to be helping me but you just can’t help but rut your dirty little cunt on me after i’ve already cum.” Taehyun degrades, eyes dark all of a sudden as his free hand finds your face, thumb pushing your bottom lip down and flattening your tongue.

A wail comes out from your throat as you speed up, the degradation doing nothing but making wanna cum all over his thighs. “You’re bad~” He teases, tensing his thigh muscles under you. “I bet that slutty pussy of yours tastes just as good as it feel though.” He moans out, nails clawing into your lower back just at the thought.

“F-Fuck wh-“ You whimper, why was he being so mean all of a sudden? The pain in your back made tears prick your eyes. “Please- make me feel good-“ You beg, wanting nothing more than to feel his tongue all on you.

“Aww well how can I deny that pretty little look, doll? Move up pretty.” Taehyun commands, fingers digging a bit deeper. “Ah!” You let out before moving fast and lifting off his thigh. You shuffled your hips up, moving above his face. “Y-You know how to do this?”

Taehyun just stared at you, lust haze covering every corner of his iris. “Just sit on my face.” He rasped out while wrapping his arms around your thighs and pulling you down to sit completely. “O-Oh..” You sighed as his nose pressed straight into your clit.

It was only when Taehyun opened up his mouth and began eating you out that you really felt the knot in your stomach. “Ah- Tae-ngh~” You moaned, gripping his hair as his tongue pressed into your heat before performing figure 8’s on your clit.

“W-where-“ You panted as your thighs attempted closing on his head. Your heart pounded and you felt a rush of liquid run down your thigh as he hummed into you. His eyes never left you, nails embedded in your inner thigh to keep you open and nose rubbing and bumping into the sensitive bud whenever he dipped into your hole.

“Tyun- Oh fuck I can’t-“ A whine left you as you gasped for air and arched into him, trying to grind against his nose. “Need more~” Pleasure overtook your senses when he let his teeth graze your clit, a scream let out fast and loud before you came hard.

You tried squirming out only to be pulled back in. Taehyun began eating you out more ferociously, a growl bubbling from his chest as his lapped up your arousal. “Ah- Ah~ Tyun please-“ You begged as he began pushing you to overstimulation. His arms loosed for you to get up and he spoke. “Just one more, Noona, a big girl like you can handle it.” He pushed before holding you back down onto his face and ravaging your heat once more.

Your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, unable to control the shaking in your lower body. He was turning you into mush, smile evident on his face as you began babbling about not being able to handle anymore. Very quickly you came again, the push was weak and yet Taehyun enjoyed it just as much before pushing you off him and onto the bed.

“I knew you could take it.” Taehyun sighed before looking at your state. You were curled into yourself, catching your breath. “Wh-Where did you learn that?” You panted before uncurling and turning to him.

“Porn.” He simply said before pulling you into him. “You learned how to do that from porn?” You questioned, allowing yourself to be pulled close to his chest. “Mhm, well they did say it gets women coming every time so I just tried it.” He shrugs before pressing small kisses to your neck.

You hummed and closed your eyes. “I’m surprised it worked. Porn is always exaggerated.” You sigh, running your hands down his chest and back up. You both were feeling each other, too tired to do more but still wanting to touch.

“Is your back okay, Noona?” Taehyun muttered into your hair, gently rubbing the marks in your lower back. The small sting caused you to hiss slightly. “Just burns a little..” You respond quietly. “Is your chest okay?” You ask back, remembering the way your nails clawed into him. “Just a little red..” He responded back.

The comfortable silence was enough to put you both to sleep, gentle snores and cuddles in each others arms. Safe to say, you hoped he’d ask for help more often.

#smut requests #txt smut #kpop smut #non idol au #txt hard hours #taehyun #taehyun hard thoughts #taehyun x reader #taehyun smut #taehyun hard hours

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tamryisk · 6 months

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BroZone + Poppy & Viva headcanons!

I feel like infodumping about my headcanons for the crew so here they are!!!

Poppy:

Age: 23

Pronouns: she/her

Pansexual

Has ADHD (mainly attention deficit and hyperactivity)

She's Latina (Salvadorian, Mexican and Black)

More of a King Peppy hc but he's Salvadorian and Mexican, their mom is probably black and Mexican

Has Synesthesia (mainly being seeing color when others speak or when she hears noises)

Was a premature baby

Branch

Age: 25

Pronouns: He/him

Bisexual

Has autism

He's Black and Filipino

His common stims are flapping his hands and biting his lip

Has BPD (borderline personality disorder) due to his trauma from a young age

Had extensive singing training as a kiddo

Was nicknamed Twig cuz he was small as a baby

Quite fond of kids and finds them cute

Viva

Age: 28

Pronouns: She/they

Pansexual

Autistic and ADHD

She loves playing with people's hair, mainly Clay's

Calls Clay "Clayton" to mess with him/piss him off

Has a form of adjustment disorder and severe attachment issues (in the sense that she is constantly trying to keep those she loves in a place where she thinks is safe)

Has been singing since she could talk

Her first word was probably "music"

John Dory

Age: 45

Pronouns: He/him

Aromantic & asexual

Neurotypical

He feels forced to make sure he and his brother's are perfect just because he's the oldest

He doesn't like it when he's called bossy

Tends to speak a little too honestly (he's vv blunt)

Cares a lot for his brothers, especially Branch since he's the youngest

Not fond of kids, but loves his niece and nephews

Supports his gay brothers (Floyd and Branch) the best he can as an ace-aro (he's not interested in love but tries to for all of his brothers sake 😭 but they don't mind his disinterest)

Enjoys rap and pop music, maybe even hip-hop

Bruce

Age: 40

Pronouns: he/him

Demisexual

Neurotypical

He could rant about Brandi for ages, he loves her so much

Knows sign language because one of his kids are deaf (all the brothers know sign language mainly cuz branch was nonverbal for a while and spoke with sign)

Plays bass guitar

Clay

Age: 35

Pronouns: he/they

Asexual & demiromantic

QPP's with Viva

Doesn't understand why Floyd is emo 💀

Has OCD

He LOVES *NSYNC's music and had no idea Branch was the lead singer

Loves to crochet things for Viva and now he can make things for all of his brothers

AND FINALLY MY SECOND FAVORITE BROTHER!!!!

Floyd

Age: 30

Pronouns: he/him

HE IS GAY. PERIOD. he's also demisexual!

Nearly cried when Branch came out to him, didn't stop hugging him and telling him how proud he was of his little brother

Isn't too fond that Branch had vocal training at such a young age

Autistic

He's emo, he likes emo shit and he's an emo FREAK‼️‼️‼️ (he's silly tho)

Good friends with Veneer and visits him sometimes (he's kinda scared of Velvet)

Doesn't like being stereotyped as a typical gay man

Taught Branch how to walk and speak sign language before he taught the rest of his brothers how to speak ASL (American Sign Language)

That's all I got :33 fell free to share ur headcanons in the tags if you wanna!!!!!!

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lace-coffin · 6 months

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Would love some headcanons/thoughts about a yautja and their autistic human life partner (platonic)!

Requests are open!

Thank u so so much for the request! First of all I’m super excited to write an autistic reader and hopefully incorporate some of my own autistic traits into it! I’m going to try explore how having a platonic mate may work in yautja culture < 3

Yautja x gn autistic partner (platonic)

Despite yautja culture having a big fixation on mating season and siring many children for a strong bloodline it isn’t compulsory and may be viewed differently between different clans.

One thing that remains the same between yautja clans everywhere is the connection between mates and the right to be with the one who makes you feel at home. This can be romantic/sexual or platonic!

You grew up in the village with your mate after your human clan came to a truce and started living close by to theirs, you often visited them to play even if your parents weren’t to pleased with it. You didn’t have much in common with the other kids in your village, it was like they could tell you were different in a way you could never place.

You’d rather play with the Yautja anyway. Their form of communication was more straight forward, no hidden expectations or false niceties, everything was laid out plain to see when it came to emotions and rules. If you wanted to play you could ask and if they weren’t in the mood that was ok, playing separately in the same space was always an option.

Gradually as the years passed you became basically inseparable, your families more comfortable with your friendship after so many sleep overs and sparring sessions in either parties houses.

When you both matured and eventually told your parents about being mates it was no surprise, honestly your parents and friends wondered why you hadn’t told them earlier, it turns out you and your giant scaly mate where the last to realise. Your loved ones were a little confused when you told them you were platonic mates but quickly accepted it once you explained what it was and that you’d never been happier than in each others company.

Headcanons!

You’ve always tended to get on better with the Yautja anyway so your partner was perfect for you! Not a race of many words in the first place there isn’t any pressure on you to verbalise, in the same way your mate is happy to listen if you fall on the other end of spectrum and never stop talking, loving the way your ooman dialect sounds to them. They’ll listen to you infodump as they tinker with a malfunctioning piece of ship technology, responding with interested trills and questions.

You definitely pick up vocal stims from them. Yautja have a big range when it comes to vocalisations, from chitters and clicks to full roars, you’re bound to find one that feels good to imitate on replay. Sometimes this can be extra comical to your mate if it means something out of context in their language. For instance you can be letting out angry chitters whilst happily washing the dishes and swaying to music. If you can’t get the hang of it due to your ooman vocal cords not having the right parts to do it then your partner will be happy to make the noise on request.

Furs! Furs are heavy, dense and soft. Your mate will gift them to you after returning from a hunt as a sign of affection. You love to run your hands over the sleek hair and rub your cheeks against it, relishing in the way it feels. Furs are usually pretty large and weighty, if you’re having a bad day or feeling particularly overstimulated then your mate may tuck you under multiple of them to ground you. This is a good alternative to using your mate for deep pressure, let’s be real they probably weigh 500+ pounds without armour and would crush you like a tin can.

If your special interest happens to relate to hunting or bones then your mate will be extra excited! They’ll bring you back different types of animal bone to work on/observe. Make bone jewellery with them and sell it at the markets, just don’t laugh at them to hard when they start snarling in frustration because their large hands can’t thread the bone properly.

If you have a limited pallet due to arfid or texture issues don’t worry, if anything it may be more convenient for them since they’ll know the best spots to hunt/gather your safe foods. If you like a lot of flavour there’s plenty of spices and plants you’ve never tried to explore. Your mate will be in bits on the floor whilst your eyes water from the heat of the new vegetable.

If you enjoy stimming with the rubbery texture of your mates dreads then they may let you play with them, smoothing your hands down them and flicking the gold trinkets wrapped around to hear the noise they make. Touching a yautja’s dreads is a very personal thing but it’s just another way they show their trust and comfort with you.

I hope you enjoyed this! I enjoyed writing it 💕

#slashers #slashers x reader #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #predator #alien vs predator #predator x reader #predator x human #predator x you #yautja #yautja x reader #yautja x human #actually autistic #autistic reader #headcanon #headcanons

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celestial-quill-n-ink · 9 months

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Autistic MC Headcanons

Featuring: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub & Belphegor

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Quick Note: I wrote this from my own personal experience, so some traits might not fit with your own personal experiences, which is completely Ok! These are all very self-indulgent for me, so I'll be happy if even anyone else out there likes what I've written! - Celeste

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🌟Lucifer🌟

✦ Above all else, Lucifer will listen intently to your personal experiences and directly ask you how you would like your time in the Devildom to be improved

✦ He completely accepts his lack of knowledge in the situation and would consult with both Satan and Solomon about Human mental health and wellbeing

✦ He begins to check in with you on a more consistent basis, making sure you're not overworking yourself and being stressed out by your tasks

✦ He gains even more respect for your persistence and tenacity, and does his best to make his appreciation known with words of affirmation and praise

✦ If he happens to be around when you are in an overwhelming situation, he'll swiftly de-escalate it and, if you would like, hold you close and soothe you with careful repetitive motions

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💳Mammon💳

✦Mammon would initially be confused, but not in the way you might expect, as he had already accepted you for all your quirks and didn't see any issues with your social divergences

✦ He is your biggest hype man, always standing by your side whenever you may need encouragement or comfort

✦ It truly cannot be understated how Mammon will just drop everything in an instant to be there for you when you're feeling anxious, and though he'll never admit it out loud, he's utterly humbled by how quickly you seem to calm down the moment he's in your presence

✦ He has similar issues with focusing and prioritizing work due to distractions (mainly those of the golden variety), so he admires you all the more when you tell him of your silent struggles with your tasks and how you continue to persist in spite of it

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🎮Leviathan🎮

✦ Levi was already aware of your social struggles, as you had both partially bonded over your shared anxiety and awkwardness, but he was honestly quite fascinated about the whole concept of neurodivergency

✦ You would offer him any and all online resources you used to learn about the topic, and you would both end up discussing the finer details of your experiences well into the early morning

✦ He realizes how unintentionally dismissive he's been about your special interests, as he was already wrapped up in his own interests, and resolves himself to always give you a place to gush about your current fixations

✦ (It's with this diversion of his attention that he also realizes that he absolutely adores your excited smiles and giggles, and will never not feel blessed to be part of the reason why you can be so unabashedly happy)

✦ You better believe that when any special occasions roll around, he's pulling out all the stops to get that one piece of obscure merchandise you told him about months ago, because you deserve nothing but his best efforts scouring the internet for Akuzon and D-bay listings

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📚Satan📚

✦ Satan already has some baseline knowledge of the DSM and the different kinds of diagnoses Humans can be assigned, so he's more than willing to get a better understanding of things through a first-hand source

✦ He already had a personal fondness for your physical and vocal stims, and learning the underlying meaning of those actions will end up making him keenly attuned to your comfortability in any social situation

✦ If he notices you wringing your hands or repeatedly shifting your eyes in a tense situation, he's sticking right by your side and giving you gentle and repetitive ministrations to let you know that he's there for you

✦ Conversely, if he sees you kicking your feet with a smile on your face, humming along to one of your favourite songs, it fills him with an intense and almost prideful feeling as he just basks in your presence

✦ He just finds himself feeling soft and fuzzy inside whenever he witnesses your expressive voice and gestures, as he knows it to be very different from how you act publicly, which truly makes him feel special to you.

✦ He's had his own issues with identity and how others perceived him as an extension of Lucifer, so he tries his best to give you validation and reassurance that you are enough; whether you are masking or not

✦ He also completely respects your motivation to push past your anxiety and go outside more often, and will help you in meticulously planning out day trips to both fantastical and peaceful Devildom locales

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🌸Asmodeus🌸

✦ You initially worry that Asmo wouldn't really be able to understand what you're talking about if he hasn't experienced it himself, but his immediate acceptance and willingness to learn more about you puts your anxiety at ease

✦ He knows that he'll never truly understand your experiences in life, and would rather focus on finding out what makes you most happy and comfortable and do all within his power to make it a reality

✦ He always had a way of getting you to confess your innermost issues, no matter how small or insignificant, and allows you a space to vent about the misunderstandings and mistreatment of neurodivergent individuals (and later on with matters of the heart)

✦ He goes on to learn every little detail he can about your fashion sense and what he can do to make you feel pampered and taken care of, so slow-paced shopping sprees and relaxing spa days become a new daily routine for you both

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🍔Beelzebub🍔

✦ Beel is immediately supportive of you and also feels very grateful in knowing how comfortable you are around him and his brothers to be able to tell them something so personal

✦ Early into your tenure in the Devildom, you had already made your highly specific eating habits well known (to your embarrassed dismay at the time), and ever since making the pact, Beel would gently encourage you to try different Devildom foods that he believed would fit with your Human tastes

✦ He understands what it's like to bottle up his emotions to not overwhelm others around him, so he would always be there for you whenever you would shut down and just need a consistent and grounding weight in the form of a warm bear hug

✦ When comforting you, he often asks you about your Human family, and just as much as it's a distraction to help you calm down, it also enlightens Beel to your indomitable loyalty and care for those you deem to be your family (in which he deeply respects your values and feels like a kindred spirit)

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🌌Belphegor🌌

✦ Belphie was always aware of the subtle weariness that permeated your presence despite your bright and happy demeanour, and without even needing to know anything about masking, he would continually invite you to nap with him after dinner (with varying degrees of success initially)

✦ He inherently has a sarcastic streak in him, and while that clashed with your literal interpretation of his words at first, he started to understand your perspective and grew more endeared to your cute pouty reactions whenever he seemed outwardly cold or uncaring

✦ Whenever you were just hanging out with Belphie, you felt comfortable enough to let your mask fall off and relax without worrying about how you appeared to others, with which the youngest brother silently took an immense amount of pride in this exclusivity

✦ He has times where he reflects on how he manipulated you, and how you later confided in him about your fears of being perceived as naïve and idiotic, in which he does all that he can with both his words and actions to show how much he genuinely respects your unwavering kindness and empathy

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isa-ghost · 2 months

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Uhhhhh maybe qphil building/terraforming things? Idk man I like boosh boosh and that's all I can think of rn lol

Ooh that's a tough one at first glance. Lemme *thinks so hard brain starts smoking*

qPhil headcanons masterlist

See, at least in the past, he wasn't so much building as he was restoring. Those weren't his builds, they were the builds of the gods. He simply fixed and added to them.

On QI however, he builds obv. He does it mostly for the enjoyment of others. Chayanne, Tallulah, Missa, maybe others. He tries not to build a lot bc he doesn't want to give The Federation more of his time or effort than necessary, but those closest to him are desperate to convince him to make smth cool bc they know he's capable of it. He just doesn't wanna put his whole crowussy into a build for the Feds

He tries to think of terraforming as a painting. Blend the colors, highlights, pops of other colors for accents, make sure to keep things random and natural looking, just follow what your heart is saying. And as always, step back from the canvas to see your work at a distance.

His favorite thing to do is greenery and stone. It just comes to him the most naturally, no pun intended. Rose is of course very thrilled by this.

The boosh boosh is vocal stimming. Makes the process of collecting or placing down resources less monotonous. And the crows like it so *shrug* He boosh. At this point he doesn't even realize when he's doing it half the time.

Nothing annoys him more than building at night. Fuck off mobs he's trying to make a masterpiece here >:/

He's much easier to jumpscare while he's focused on building btw, esp terraforming (Fit & Etoiles take advantage of this often)

He prefers teaching the kids and giving them tips so they can enjoy building themselves. He does get that itch to build though, it's why he helps out with a lot of it.

Btw he can't figure out why he has that innate itch to build ;) (wiped memory go brrrr)

He's joked that if he ever actually builds smth on the island it'll be a massive dirt middle finger aimed at the nearest Fed building.

Sometimes the murder helps him with stuff :D They bring him stacks of blocks, snacks to make him take a break (it only works if they offer avocado toast), fresh tools if he doesn't have Mending, etc. They like being handy little guys trying to get a good grade in crow

When he's super invested in building, he'll pop in headphones and then Nothing can stop him. He jam, he boosh, he make big cool thing.

He used to hate interiors but building stuff for and with the kids has kinda changed that. He still thinks he's mostly shit at it but he's not bad.

He wants to learn how to build like Chayanne so badly. Chayanne can make these amazing cozy little spots that Phil for the life of him can't create quite the same way. He can terraform like a motherfucker but there's something about the way Chayanne can make such a cute place that Phil just can't get the hang of. (He is very proud of his boy)

And Tallulah. God, he loves her visions. The way she too is incredibly talented with greenery and flowers. She can make the most breathtaking gardens. He loves helping her bring her ideas to life, and using his macro-scale build skills to make them larger than life.

#qsmp #qsmp philza #philza #q!philza #qphil headcanons

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insomniacaesthetic · 2 years

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Hello! Would you be able to write Severus with an autistic reader?

YES! I’m so glad somebody asked me for this.

Disclaimer: although I am not formally diagnosed, my therapist and I both believe I am somewhere on the spectrum so I hope I can do this prompt justice. But it will mostly be based on my experience. Feel free to tag me in or reblog with your own headcanons with this prompt too pls.

Headcanons of Severus Snape with an autistic partner.

Gender neutral

Enjoy this gif of Snape stimming

Severus would do really well with an autistic partner. Especially since I headcanon that he’s neurodivergent as well.

He loves to hear you talk about your special interest. Whatever it may be, he’ll listen to you discuss it for hours. He’ll even do his own research so he can bring it up with you.

Feeling overstimulated? He’ll wrap you up in his cloak and hold you. His cloak has the most soothing texture that calms you instantly. Severus also naturally smells good without the use overwhelming colognes or fragrances so his hugs are always welcome.

If you take medication, he’d be the one to remind you especially if you had the tendency to forget. He’d do this with water and food. Not in a controlling or overbearing way. He just wants to make sure you’re okay.

Severus is no stranger to fidgeting or stimming so there’s no need to worry about him asking you “what are you doing?” In fact, he quite enjoys when you mess with the buttons on his frock coat.

You got a safety food? Best believe he’s stocking up on that. Perfect for those times you show up in the great hall and there’s nothing there that makes you want to eat. Or those days when the executive dysfunction is high and you can’t see yourself leaving bed for a meal.

If you had small little preferences or had a strict routine in place, he would be sure to memorize these. Prefer a small spoon or smooth fork? Can only drink out of particular cups? He’ll be sure to have those ready for you. If something was apart of your morning routine, he’d help make sure nothing threw it off. If he was buying you clothes, he’d make sure it was a fabric you liked and would cut out any tags if there was any. Considering I HC his love language as acts of service, I think he’d quite enjoy doing these things for you.

“Is this okay?” “is that too loud?” He’d ask in most situations. Knowing that sometimes it’s hard to voice those opinions. If you both were somewhere and someone was making unneeded noise he’d immediately ask them to quiet it down.

If your social battery dies or you can feel a meltdown coming, it only takes one look and Severus will be there at your side to get you out of a situation and help you feel safe.

If you aren’t a fan of physical touch, that’s fine. He’s happy to be there for when you need him.

He would always be very specific about what he meant when speaking so there’s no confusion or misinterpretation of his words/feelings. Expect reassurance from him too that he understood what you were trying to convey and there’s no need to repeat or reword it.

No need to force eye contact, he would tell you it’s not necessary if you’re not comfortable with it.

In terms of less wizarding world stuff, here’s things that bring me comfort to think about / imagine. This part is hella self indulgent I’m sorry

Sev becoming obsessed with your fidget toys and even getting a few of his own. He loves a good tangle and the small dimple pops. They stop him from picking at his nails.

You wearing your noise cancelling headphones around him for the first time and being hella nervous about it and you’re like “is this ok?” And he’s like “why wouldn’t it be?” 😩

Him loving said headphones and getting himself a pair. You catch him wearing them while he’s in his office, working on some potions or grading papers.

Feeling comfortable enough to unmask in front of him.

When doing your vocal stims he doesn’t look at you weird.

Snuggling with him under a weighted blanket

Finally, just him being there for you on those days where you have a breakdown and keep asking “what’s wrong with me?” after a particularly bad meltdown bc of overstimulation or a disruption to your routine or something else, and he’s just there whispering how there’s nothing wrong with you, and you’re perfect just the way you are.

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thescarletwitchsapprentice · 2 years

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Catching the Bouquet (Yandere!Wanda Maximoff x autistic!fem!reader)

*Not my GIF

Summary: At a mutual friend’s wedding, you end up catching the attention of Wanda Maximoff. And she ends up catching the bouquet.

(CW: Sensory overload, hypnosis sort-of)

Author’s Note: I started this fic a while back and I didn’t get around to finishing it until now. Also my laptop’s kinda breaking down. I’m hoping to get a new one very soon.

Also I had my birthday on the 11th!

You’re absolutely panicking.

Why on earth would she ask you to sing as she walked down the aisle? People have always told you that you have an angelic voice, but your self-doubt holds you back from grasping that belief.

“(Y/N)?”

One of the bridesmaids, Felicity, enters.

“There you are. Oh! You look gorgeous!” she gushes. “You look like an absolute angel.”

Your cheeks grow red and you turn away, causing her to giggle.

“Hey!”

Felicity gently turns your head to face her.

“It’s okay that you’re nervous, but you’re going to sound beautiful. Trust me; your future husband is going to be so lucky to have a wife like you.”

“Oh, hon, if only you knew....” you think.

“Anyway the church is filling up, you should probably get to your spot.”

She gives you a little friendly kiss on the cheek.

“You’re gonna do great!” she smiles as she leaves.

“Wait....did she just....?”

You blink and shrug. You have more important things to worry about right now. You go over some vocal exercises and drink some water until you’re literally rushed out. There are so many people there, you feel like you’re going to pass out from sensory overload.

You walk down the aisle, feeling electric butterflies in your stomach. That is until you pass by someone in particular. All of a sudden, you see a wisp of scarlet and you slow down a bit; for some reason, you feel calmer now. Maybe the nerves just went away, but then what about the scarlet wisp?

Never mind that. You head up to your place on the stage and prepare yourself as the orchestra starts playing. Now operatic soprano songs aren’t what you considered to be your best, but this time it comes out so smoothly, almost effortlessly. You look out into the crowd a few times; everyone seems practically entranced. However there are two people in particular who seem especially intrigued. Both of them are leaning forward, almost seemingly lovestruck.

The first one is Felicity; though she tries to be subtle about it, you can tell that she’s fascinated. So then that remark she made earlier about your “future husband”?

“Did....did she just assume I was straight?”

You mentally shrug it off.

The second one you don’t recognize; a woman with darkish brown hair with bits of red in it and dark green eyes dressed in a gorgeous red dress sitting in the third row. Around her neck is a simple, but beautiful, silver Star of David necklace, one which due to its simple color helps calm you a bit by focusing on it. She also seems to be attempting to emulate subtlety, but you can tell that she’s fascinated. And she is quite beautiful. You wish you could gather the courage to talk to her later.

The song finishes and you step far off to the side as the ceremony officially begins. Despite being out of the spotlight, Felicity and this unfamiliar face seem to be fixated on you. It’s both intriguing and discomforting.

Thankfully the ceremony finishes and everyone is lead into the reception hall. You head into the bathroom as your anxiety returns. Your trembling hands drop on the sink as you feel like you’re going to collapse. You manage to stumble your way to one of the soft couches in the bathroom. Taking deep breaths, you start to focus on the floor, trying to ground yourself as you stim. You’re so caught up in your calming techniques that you don’t even here the door open.

“Hey, are you okay?”

You gasp and jump a little as you’re thrown out of your thoughts. Looking up, you see the unfamiliar face looking at you with concern. Your heart begins to thump again.

“Oh! I’m sorry for startling you,” she apologizes. “Is it alright if I sit next to you?“

You find yourself nodding and she sits to your left. You two sit in silence for a few moments, but she speaks up.

“I hope I didn’t upset you or anything with all of that staring,” she says. “It’s just....your voice is so beautiful, like an angel. I couldn’t help it.”

Once again your cheeks turn a rosy red and you glance away shyly, causing her to giggle endearingly.

“I’m Wanda,” she introduces.

“.....(Y/N)” you mumble shyly.

“(Y/N).....I’ve always thought that that was such a pretty name. Pretty name for a gorgeous girl like you.”

Your cheeks turn cherry-red and she melts at how adorable you are.

“Anyway, what brings you in here?” she asks.

“I...I’m not really a huge fan of big crowds....” you admit quietly. “They....they make me nervous, especially when I have to....make small talk in them....because I’m autistic so social skills aren’t really my best thing......also....I get nervous singing in front of people.”

“Why is that?” she asks gently.

You shrug.

“I....I guess I just don’t think I’m that good.....or if I somehow do think I’m good....I’m afraid to admit it. I’m afraid I’ll seem....full of myself. I don’t want to be seen that way.”

She nods sympathetically.

“Sometimes it’s difficult to believe,” she tells you. “But acknowledging that you’re good at something isn’t being full of yourself. I also overheard a lot of people talking about how beautifully you sang.”

Your face feels hot.

“I....I was in choir in middle school and high school,” you admit. “And then I took voice lessons in college.....but I’ve never seen those kinds of songs as something I’m good at.”

“Well, I think you did very well with the song. In fact, I think you did beautifully.”

Her hand slides over yours and grasps it gently.

“And you seem like such a kind and caring person. The person you end up marrying is going to be so blessed to be with such an angel.”

You’re practically scarlet all over.

“You’re too sweet,” you giggle.

She smiles and for a while, the two of you sit there in silence. Something about Wanda makes you feel a bit more at ease being here.

“So what brought you in here, Wanda?” you ask.

“Same as you, sort of,” she sighs. “I get drained very easily in large crowds. After that ceremony, I kind of just need a place to.....revitalize.”

“Oh!” you exclaim. “I...I mean if you don’t want me to be here--”

“No...no, it’s fine....” she says. “I don’t mind being around someone else. It’s just.....a lot of people out there.”

“Oh....okay....”

The two of you sit in silence for a bit, but unlike most times you’re in silence, you feel at ease. It’s like she’s taken all of the anxiety and thrown it out the window.

“I know I’m supposed to go out there for the reception soon,” you sigh.

“Why?” Wanda asks.

You give this some thought, and realize she has a point. Why do you have to go out there?

“I mean.....I guess I don’t have to,” you admit. “I just....I know people will be expecting me because......because...”

You trail off and soon shake your head.

“Never mind.”

“Because they want to congratulate you on your singing, right?”

You nod.

“Y...yeah....it’s custom....I don’t understand how social skills work.”

“Sometimes people make rules that just don’t make sense.”

“Yeah....” you nod.

“....When we’re ready,” Wanda says after another moment of silence. “Perhaps we could go to the reception together. Face it together, you know?”

You look at her and nod after considering it.

“Yeah....yeah, I think I’d like that. Plus I really don’t wanna miss the bouquet toss.”

“The what?”

You blink.

“You’ve never heard of the bouquet toss?”

She shakes her head.

“It’s not really part of Jewish weddings.”

“Oh,” you say. “Well, basically, at some point during the afterparty, a bunch of ladies gather behind the bride, she throws the bouquet behind her, and the ones behind her try to catch it. Whoever does is said to be the next one to get married.”

Intrigue sparks on Wanda’s face.

“Really?”

You nod.

“I’ve never really been a big believer of stuff like that, but I’ve been hoping to find love recently and I figured ‘why the hell not?’”

“Interesting....” Wanda’s voice seems to fade a bit, as if she’s answering herself.

Suddenly the door opens, making you jump.

“Oh! There you are, (Y/N)!” It’s Felicity with the biggest smile on her face. “C’mon! It’s almost time for dinner. And it looks like we’re going to be sitting together.”

“Um....o-okay,” you stammer nervously. You look over at Wanda and you two stand up, walking out together.

And you’re so caught up in your own nerves that you don’t notice Wanda shooting a glare at Felicity as you two leave.

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As you sit at the dinner table, you notice that Felicity is getting a bit touchy-feely with you, and she seems to be smirking and glancing over at someone from afar, but you can’t see who it is. You don’t understand; if Felicity is in love with you, why doesn’t she just come right out and tell you instead of playing around like this?

Your leg bounces as you wait for them to announce that it’s time for the bouquet toss. You can hardly eat your meal, that’s how anxious you are. Everyone else is finding love, why hadn’t you been able to?

Finally the bride sets herself up for the bouquet toss and you rush up to the forming crowd. Your heart is pounding as everyone gets into position and your stomach is tense. It seems like an eternity when you hear the clamor of the crowd. The bouquet is headed your way, but it’s...weirdly glowing red. Suddenly your arms seem to reach out on their own as it falls. You’re so caught up in hoping to catch it that you don’t notice the other pair of hands next to you.

At that exact moment, two pairs of hands catch the bouquet and you’re one of them. You look to your right to see who the other pair belongs to. You’re shocked to see that it’s Wanda.

“Oh!” you exclaim, blushing.

She giggles.

“So...what happens if two people catch it at the same time?” she asks.

You shrug.

“Maybe they’re both the next to get married?”

“To each other?” she asks.

You blush even harder.

“No.” You hear a blunt voice behind you. “They don’t.”

Turning around you look to see Felicity, and she looks pissed.

“It can’t be two people. It has to be one,” she declares.

“Who died and made you the queen of weddings?” Wanda’s accent becomes more prominent and she also sounds pissed as she steps in front of you to confront Felicity.

“It just doesn’t work that way.”

“Says who?”

“It just doesn’t.”

“Says. Who?”

A moment of shock passes before Felicity moves closer to Wanda. Her voice drops to a slight whisper, but you can still hear what she says.

“You need to stop being so argumentative. I don’t want things to get.....ugly.”

At that moment, Wanda tilts her head at Felicity.

“Do I now?” But it doesn’t sound like a question. More like a dare.

The crowd, and the entire room goes so silent that you could hear a crumb drop. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Felicity shrieks in absolute horror, causing the rest of the room to go into pandemonium. The sound makes you panic and you cover your ears, rushing off to the wall before dropping to the floor and rocking back and forth, your eyes scrunched shut.

A few moments later, the noise seems to fade away; you suddenly feel yourself calming down a bit, wisps of scarlet gently flooding your vision and soft inaudible whispers echoing in your mind. Opening your eyes, you look to see Wanda, and only Wanda, but you don’t panic for some reason.

“Are you alright?” she asks you softly, her voice being the only thing you hear.

You nod slowly.

“I am now.....I’m sorry. Loud noises are extremely overwhelming to me.”

“You have nothing to apologize for, sweetheart,” she assures you. “I feel the same way. What’s say you and I go back to my place to relax and cuddle up close?”

You nod with no hesitation.

“Yes....cuddles would be lovely.”

Wanda smiles and helps you up.

“You know,” she begins as she leads you to the dressing room to get your casual clothes. “Perhaps us both catching the bouquet is a sign from the universe. Perhaps a sign that we are meant for one another.”

You nod as you grab your casual clothing.

“I think so....”

After you gather your things, she leads you out to her car and drives off with you in the passenger’s seat. You’re so spaced out that you don’t notice Wanda’s sweet, but unhinged, smile. Everything’s going exactly to plan. Of course you two were meant for each other. You couldn’t imagine marrying anyone else. Or perhaps you won’t ever be able to, something she’ll make certain of.

She has you in her grasp.

Now it’s only a matter of making sure you’ll never leave.....

#yandere wanda maximoff x fem!reader #yandere wanda maximoff x autistic reader #yandere wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff #yandere #yandere avengers #marvel #Avengers #yandere marvel

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littleblueberryartist · 1 year

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Genshin Neurodivergent Headcanons!

Note: Most of the hcs I have are ADHD related! I know that there's a lot more to neurodivergency than just ADHD, however as someone with ADHD myself I tend to base hcs off on my own experiences and projections lol so if you were wondering this is why

Anyway on with the hcs!

Venti: ADHD

He is. So full of love. He loves deeply and wholeheartedly and cares so damn much be it romantic or platonic attraction (adhd making your feelings feel so big they'll burst right out of your chest)

I think they used to be a lot more emotional back when they first became a god (he's far from stoic and still super expressive now, but he keeps his true emotions under lock and key)

the NB and the Old Mond Gang taught him to love and care and fight for freedom, but they weren't used to the sheer intensity of human emotion (emotional disregulation go brrrr)

holds strong to his ideals and beliefs

the wind is constantly blowing and venti is constantly moving

tons of dopamine from music fr

Coming up with sick rhymes is really mentally stimulating

fast paced brain + 2.6k years worth of experience is how he comes up with new songs and rhymes so fast

Good with words but can get rambly and a bit long winded (not as long winded as ZL tho)

He would do the stimming hand flaps he absolutely would

wing flap stims in archon form too

vocal stims this guy thrills like a bird and makes wind chime noises

hates the texture of cheese specifically but I don't think he says much about the actual taste?? kinda like me with tuna so sensory sensitivity???? (I love cheese tho)

despite being my most brainrotted character I don't have too much in game evidence for ADHD Venti lol it's all vibes

also he's my comfort character so they're just like me fr (and that includes the they/them pronouns)

Yoimiya: ADHD

Easily excited and feels deeply and wholeheartedly (adhd dials feelings up to 100 and that includes the positive ones)

She talks a lot, runs on sentences and sometimes doesn't even realise that she's doing it, changes topics a ton

talkativeness is a way that adhd can manifest and it's one of the ways it shows up in me

her vibes and how she talks reminded me a lot of myself and I got attached (she's just like me fr)

hyperfixates on fireworks don't @ me

Man I sure am lucky I hyperfixated on my family business and never stopped

the colourful lights of the fireworks are a visual stim for her

vocal stims and echolalia

the latter happens a lot when she's hanging around kids bc I do it with little sister

She runs all over the place and is just generally super active and lively (see: her dashing around in the genshin lantern rite promotional vid)

Albedo: ADHD + Autism

only puts in effort and excels in shit that interests him

hyperfixates on art and alchemy he's my inattentive adhd bestie

absolutely twice exceptional (gifted + neurodivergent)

this entire link: https://www.reddit.com/r/Genshin_Impact/comments/mehjk5/hypothesis_albedo_has_adhd_inattentive_type/

He doesn't exhibit many outwardly hyperactive traits but his mind is constantly going

I've seen the Autistic Albedo hc much more than I've seen the ADHD one and I agree with both. Co-morbid king

He likes Dragonspine bc the snow absorbs sound and helps with overstimulation

Sucrose: ADHD + Anxiety

lost her friends before. I'm a bit luckier in this aspect I think, but a lot of adhd peeps have a hard time making and keeping friends

Past rejections have affected how she views herself and her relationships

RSD from both the anxiety and ADHD god help her

This sense of guilt for bothering people just by talking to them even though she knows logically that that's not how it works (aqua your projection is showing-)

Particularly prone to overstimulation by noise because of her enhanced hearing

ND to ND communication with Albedo (and honestly Timaeus too)

Alchemy hyperfixation. Specifically bioalchemy and sweet flower modifications

either way she's the genshin ver of my biology special interest so I want to be friends

Hutao: ADHD (This hc was absorbed over from a friend bc I don't actually know her lore that well)

Whismy!!! Sillay gal!!!

she pulled a me when she was younger and decided "Oh I'm weird? Well guess what I think it's cool so now I will be cringe and free"

would rather die than be bored (me too)

loves pranking and poking reactions out of ppl

Some ADHD ppl like to start drama for the thrill/stimulation

This entire chunk of her character story 1

A lot of ppl with ADHD study or read better while moving around or standing

Doing handstands can also be her way of making things more interesting or challenging (gamification to get rid of boredom)

She's very whimsy as a character but takes her job as a funeral director very seriously

Man I sure am lucky I hyperfixated on my family business and never stopped

Kazuha: some flavour of nd but also ???

very in tune with the environment and good with slight sounds and smells

adhd brain taking in all the sudden random changes maybe???? nature is his interest so it catches his eye and keeps his focus perhaps???? idk the adhd "hey look at that bug" meme

particular about how his food is made even tho he may not always get that luxury with his life as a wanderer, food/sensory sensitivities?????

yeah not too sure on this one but putting here anyway bc I like him

#genshin impact #Venti #Yoimiya #Albedo #Sucrose #Hutao #Kaedehara Kazuha #headcanon #aqua's ramblings

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apush-relevancy · 8 days

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BBAJ, your thoughts?

Ben walker is so hot I love men

In all seriousness, I love the satirical retelling of Jackson's life. It's not completely accurate, but no musical truly is.

Starting strong with Populism, Yea Yea, it's a banger opening number and I love studying Manifest Destiny so yeah it's great. Populism technically wasn't counted til I think the later 1800s but Jackson would've been a populist if not a Jacksonian Democrat.

I'm Not That Guy--- 10/10 Vocal Stim, just singing "Immm not thattt guyyyyy" over and over because I can

Illness as a Metaphor confused me at first, but you really have to watch it to get the full effect. (I was not expecting the blood, I thought it was just gonna be metaphorical).

I'm So That Guy; I have an intense love for songs which overlap motifs from previous songs. And the beginning to this is actually amazing, especially with the repetition of "kill everyone"

Ten Little Indians, again it doesn't make sense unless you watch it. Some of the rhymes feel forced but it's pretty catchy despite depicting the Trail of Tears.

The Corrupt Bargain is my FAVORITE song from BBAJ!!! I go insane I will listen to this on loop all day every day. All the "do do do do do" and like the quick switches between Quincy Adams, Clay, and Calhoun. Fuck yeah

Rock Star. It's catchy, but the fact that the chorus doesn't rhyme makes me so pissed every time I listen to it. I love the song but I hate it so much yk?

The Great Compromise, I didn't like it much originally but it's definitely grown on me (along with the entire Rachel storyline). Very good if I do say so myself.

Public Life KILLED ME. Literally crying so much. And even before the song, when she's dead and the announcer is just like "haha Jackson won" but she's just dead. Completely took me out.

Crisis Averted is super catchy, idk why, and the storylines that take place between the verses are just hilarious tbh. Would recommend for anyone looking for the funniest song.

The Saddest Song, it isn't the saddest song imo, but it's catchy as fuck and another one I'll put on repeat constantly. Not a fan of the rhymes at the beginning but eh what can you do about it, it was 2010.

Second Nature. That's a song, I guess.

Hunters of Kentucky--- literally a remix of Jackson's campaign song and it's fire. Didn't expect it to have the same melody and verses and everything. And in the live musical, all the funny things that happen during the credits >>>

Also just love how they made Washington gay and Van Buren gayer.

Banger of a musical, Ben Walker is still hot, would recommend 10/10. Helped me in my APUSH class too.

On my phone so I don't have my format to follow but uh 7/10 US History Relevancy, highly unlikely that this ask will be used in a US history class.

#andrew jackson #bloody bloody andrew jackson #apush-relevancy #us history #7/10 relevancy

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lolexjpg · 4 months

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dts s2 e8-10

ep8: -this is cool to watch with the context of nico back in f1 today -theres just something so funny about when drivers get told something they dont wanna hear over the radio and its just dead silence. theyre real for that tho -nico/cyril jet "therapy" conversation is so iconic TO ME -i now know how alain prost is yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy -i think both of daniel's one year teammate tenures (nico & estie) are both sooooooooo interesting. ship wise fascinating. underrated as hell. -neurodivergent daniel propoganda "nico huuuuuulkenburg" is 100% a vocal stim -ESTIE my beloved. the original Toto Wolff's Special Lil Guy™ -no its so nice to see him in this gap where it was all up in the air knowing how much he's cemented his place in formula 1 now. (like i KNOW that alpine is a shitshow rn but he could easily find another seat. even if not he's made his mark :) -this makes me excited to see nico in the new season. he makes pretty good tv and it'll be cool to see how much of that has changed with age! -another narratively well done episode. nico's only episode and a wonderful one. i also noticed the music a lot, i think they way they used music to build tension was rly cool and not something i've noticed in general. really really good episode

ep9: -"george, i think, is a one-in-a-million driver" claire i LOVE U. ur brain is so big and correct -hes such a BABY here -i really really need a return of a williams focused episode next season. badly -claire you are so strong and brave for surviving this shitshow i dont know how yall did it -i wish this episode was put earlier in the season, i dont know why they didnt? since it focuses a lot on preseason/testing drama why is it episode 9? i know its never perfectly chronological but they couldve at least tried

ep10: -the pierre v alex narrative is so silly when clearly red bull sees them as disposable. like babes neither of you are EVER gonna be enough because youre not max :/ like 2 women fighting to be the favorite mistress of a man who will NEVER leave his wife!!!!! -"if [mclaren] continue this trend, they could be competing with the likes of red bull, possibly ferrari and mercedes for podiums" i just love a good quote that ages well. thank you will buxton -this sebchal crash is SO canada 2010 sebmark coded TO ME -the dread that filled my body when i realized. oh this is the lewis stops alex from getting a podium episode. pain incoming -seeing how happy pierre is abt the podium is So Nice knowing whats coming!!! (monza 2020) he deserves everything -while i dont particularly like carlos i think this first podium story/celebration is so cool and i'm so glad netflix were there to immortalize it -oh my god the "what about everyone else?" placard cracks me up every time aldkjfslkdfjalksdjflksfjd -pre teammate dando crumbs make me INSANE wuv them -"i think they ignored me the whole year, so [Netflix] can fuck off." Dany is barely in drive to survive ever BUT WHEN HE IS he serves cunt 😘 -lewis almost being eaten by an automatic door is an ICONIC dts moment it makes me INSANE every time i watch its so fucking funny -talkin abt how 2020 silly season is gonna be crazy bc most drivers are out of contract; thinkin abt how this year is gonna be the same 😬 -long hair lance my beloved

and thats a wrap!!! on to season 3!! (i'm 3 episode behind 😬)

#dtsrewatch #she speaks #and NOW i'm gonna get started of gifs

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hi. i’m not sure suppressing my stims is effecting me negatively. my mom gets embarrassed if i do it to much when we aren’t at home, so it’s important that i keep the stimming to a minimum. i haven’t seen any bad side effects, but that could be because i just don’t know what i’m looking for. is there a way i could identify any negative side effects? or a way to more effectively stim, so that i have to do it for shorter amounts of time? right now my stimming happens for a while, when it does, and i’d like to cut down on that. my family would be much happier, with me this way. you’ve said that there isn’t anything wrong with it, but the way it dampens my mother’s mood is a big issue for me. i love her a lot, and i want to do anything i can to make her happier, since she’s been having a hard time lately.-G

Suppressing a non-harmful stim in favor of another persons comfort is never a good answer.

Sighs. /g

I sadly don't know you personally nor your living circumstances. Are you neurodivergent in some way? If so, suppressing would not be a good idea. Redirecting from very 'embarrassing' stims (e.g. vocal stims) to more subtle ones (tapping your foot) is fine & works well (in my experience). It even can be necessary to prevent harmful stimming (hitting your head or yourself, nail biting, skin picking...)

Sighs again.

I do camouflage my autistic behaviours from time to time. I GET where you are coming from. I know that autistic people being openly autistic is not a want in society (what irony, I know).

Why do you stim?

That is a question you should ask yourself. Do you need it to be able to do something? Can you walk into the sensory hell of a supermarket & NOT feel the need to stim or tune out the noises? If so, then you are very lucky, because I can't. I mean, I can fake being unbothered, but that's just a mask. It will lead to me feeling like I'm being crushed alive when I lay down that mask at home.

I understand that you want to make your mother 'happy', but she shouldn't feel embarrassed about your stimming in the first place - that is a issue she has & it has nothing to do with YOU. /g /nm

The amount of time I need for active stimming varies because of many different factors. With 'active stimming', I mean a period of time when I am engaging just in sensory activities (this does not include my stimming when I do something). When I'm stressed, I need a few hours to calm down. On some days, when I'm relaxed, I might not need as much time, but still want it, because it makes me feel happy.

Can you 'stim more effectively'? I am not sure what you mean by that. Stimming IS effective, it has a purpose & therefore can't be made more effective than it already is.

You can try to 'actively stim' before doing something stressful to get you more regulated beforehand, but you can't really plan on that. It can help though.

To your question:

Negative side effects I EXPERIENCE when I'm not engaging in stimming when I want or feel the need to (which is highly connected to my signs of upcoming meltdowns & shutdowns)

Less sensory regulated (since there is no sensory input I can focus on)

Less emotionally regulated (stimming is a form of processing) - leads to anger outbursts

Feeling tension in my whole body to the point it hurts

Feeling like I'm slowly suffocating leading to panic attacks

Dissociation or feeling numb/ disconnected from my body to protect myself from overwhelm

Depressive thoughts

Headaches, stomach aches, feeling nauseous

I can't concentrate on anything (especially in a turbulent environment)

And many many more

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iwannagohome1760 · 2 years

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Kwazii head-canons:

(extremely long srry)

- He has adhd and dyslexia,that’s why he reads so slowly,hopeful to not mess up

- Omni(perf men),Demiboy,and poly

- Uses he/they

- Spyglass is one of his comfort items and if they lose it they’ll spend all day looking everywhere for it

- He loves cartoons,spends a lot of his time watching them (especially when he’s not on missions)

- He has a secret stash of teddy bears/stuffed animals that he has been gifted/bought,a few from his bfs and Calico jack

- Never has a plan for anything,always has done things head first a figured it out along the way

- Bestie is Tweak

- Knows the most about Barnacles (out of the main crew) Tweak is a very close second and Peso right behind her

- They have autophobia(fear of being alone) i don’t think he fears be alone as much as he finds it discomforting;They have heavy arachnophobia(fear of spiders)

- Uses all the hot water when he showers/baths (and gets lectured for it after he gets out of the bathroom,but he doesn’t care lol)

- Probably swears the most out of the crew, Tweak is a close second

- Every time Kwazii finds something of Calico Jack’s or something he’d be interested in,he keeps them close and well taken care of because he truly loves his grandfather(since he’s kwaziis only blood related family left)and misses him when they are apart

- Since he is known for crash the gups(especially the gup-b) he often has scraps/cuts on him and has given Peso one-too-many heart attacks

- Has trouble sleeping.He has reoccurring dreams of his ‘pirate days’ that bring him to tears;the only people who knows about this is Captain Barnacles and Peso.Often he asks if he can sleep with one of them(never is turned down)

- It’s not often but Kwazii sometimes gets hateful feedback for wearing an eyepatch,his eye is not injured but it is worn to help him see in the dark,regardless he never listens and continues to wear it

- Mirrors people often, especially those he looks up to (this includes picking up their habits and wanting to do what they do,and it’s very common of him to repeat them,like their catchphrases)

- loves to play with yarn bc cat

- His attention span left his years ago(same Kwazii😂)

- Loves fidget spinners and fidget cubes, although they have never lost one,he often miss places them,for example the captain found one of his fidgets in the freezer,why?Not even Kwazii knows

- He has definitely cried into Barnacles' shoulder for hours

- Since he is always looking for an adventure they always vaulters to test prototypes for Tweak, no matter how dangerous (and has injured himself too may times to count)

- Adrenaline junkie. If there's danger,then there’s no way they won’t be there!

- Has a horrible memory,could set something down in front of himself and still lose it

- Learned a couple of languages during his pirate days, mainly Spanish and French since they were encountered the most.

- When he was younger he learned to play guitar(doesn’t play it often tho)

- Flustered incredibly easily,he thinks he’s good at hiding it but isn’t lol

- Has frequent vocal/physical stims: "Yeow!", hissing, doing flips,playing with his tail and various other things.

- While the Captain is clearly the strongest, Kwazii is the fastest.Kwazii takes pride in that lol.

- He is into greek mythology and loves learning about the ancient civilizations,once he heard the professor say an incorrect statement about a greek god and kwazii shot up and immediately corrected him(in a nice way)and ofc the crew often get to listen to him rant about it, mainly Barnacles and the professor

- Music is his life,enjoys Sings Sea Shanties(or some random song)and encourages his crewmates to join.

- Kwazii has two grandfathers Inkling and Calico(very canon)

- enjoys wrapping his tail around the other’s arm/wrist to comfort or to show they love you

- Kwazii enjoys hugs(not because he is starved of physical touch or anything) and trys to purr super quiet(to not make anyone uncomfortable or seem needy);the Captain probably does notice but doesn’t say anything to avoid embarrassing him,Tweak also notices bc of her good hearing and teases them about it,and Peso also notices bc he is short and right at his chest,Peso didn’t say anything bc he thinks that it’s Kwazii’s normal purr

- (Someone did this one already but it’s true lol)Kwazii’s love of baby animals comes from Calico’s love of baby animals

- Gets really competitive and always is up for a rematch(even if they win)

- Kwazii will randomly collect things then place them in the rest of the crew's rooms or work stations as gifts to show them that he loves them.

- Probably drinks(in controlled amounts)but swears on his life he’ll never smoke(and hasn’t)

Lmk if you wanna see something specific bc i’m super bored.

#octonauts #kwazii #apostthatswaytoolong #im extremely bored

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duckl0afsbackup · 1 year

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TTTE OC!

This is for the human version of him btw:

Name: Darling Valentine-Edward(Just call him Val, also I changed the name cause I hated the first one smh) *edit: I changed it again cause it didn't sound right smh

his old ref chart was created on January 12th, 2014 so I'll go by that as his birthday (12/01/19xx) (12 January 19xx) (Im keeping the year a secret cause honestly Im dumb) Age: in his early 30's

Humanoid height (aka gray skin + wheels): 7'0" (213cm (?))

human height (as an engine driver): 5'3" (160 cm)

cough- he's also demi-pan-

He's a transmasc enby and uses he/it pronouns!

Engine Version:

He is based on the GWR #6024 'King Edward I' but I added my interpretations, such as: instead of the engine being painted in dark green (I am not sure what specific type of dark green :sob:), it is painted in Cherry Red (no, not James' splendid red, he would never try to copy him smh).

Personality:

He is gentle, kind, hardworking, and really helpful. Overall, just a wholesome, kind soul that wants to hang out with ya! But please be mindful that his behavior can change all of the sudden, it is highly advised to not interact with him when he's having a manic episode. It's not a pretty sight to see.

More stuff about him:

*(yo, editing me bc Im dumb. I've decided to change up his background since it didn't make any sense to me at all but anyway enjoy whatever tf is this lmao)

Part 1/??: Introduction and Backstory

Darling has...a conflicting relationship with himself. What I mean is, he fancies himself but then completely abandons himself and his priorities for the sake of helping other engines. He used to break down often when he started stacking up the workload since he wasn't used to it at first but then, he just slowly got used to how tired he was afterwards. Hence, there's that answer to why his wheels get stuck and slip often. But he doesn't let that stop him. Believe me, he had moments where he felt like he could just fall apart but he knows he has to keep his promise and has to keep going. He tricked himself into believing that if he just takes on so many loads (arguably 3x more than what spencer can pull), he'll be able to get some friends he can trust on if he just keeps helping them out. This way of thinking went on...until he couldn't take anymore. His driver and fireman realized that other engines were just taking advantage of him and were being all 'nice' simply because they know that they can just make him pull their loads. They've had enough and tried to reason with the controller but...only very little has really changed. Until that one day.

Part 1 (continued): The day he was told that he'll be transferred to the Island of Sodor, he was whistling out of joy! vocally stimming as well, because he always wanted to leave the railway he used to be at and explore the world, and even wondered what's beyond the sky. He always wanted a fresh start and meeting new engines and having friends. His main priority is to surround himself with other engines that he knows he can count on and finally wanting a safe place where he can just relax for once. The night before he left for Sodor, he was tearing up, almost crying since he felt like he was finally free from so much pain and suffering he endured over the years.

Part 2/??: New Beginning

A few days up to a week later, he arrived at the Docks. Feeling really nervous and a bit shaky at first because he was far away from the Mainland but soon, the tension eased away when Sir Topham Hatt arrived along with Oliver!

(The following dialogue is a shortened and edited excerpt of my typed up story called "Val's new home.")

"what is your name, fellow engine?" The controller asked.

"My name is Darling Valentine-Edward, Sir!" He says with a cheerful tone, smiling from buffer to buffer.

"I was nicknamed 'Val' on the railway, but I prefer that over Darling." he added, hoping his introduction was decent enough.

"Alright, Val it is!" The controller declared.

And so it was. The controller ordered Oliver to show Val around. And oh boy, how much fun they had! After the tour and some work, they finally get to rest. It was sunset already, and Duck was coming back from a very busy day. He saw both Val and Oliver just laughing and chatting about somethings.

"I've never seen you here before, you must be new here." Duck says, genuinely curious now.

"He is new here," Oliver laughed.

"He came from the Mainland." He finished.

And the three of them started talking, mainly about how Val came here and which railway he was built and other things. A bit later, it was now dark. The stars were twinkling like always and Val looked up at the sky. "The stars are so pretty and bright. So is the moon." he says in a quiet voice, admiring the sky. Oliver was already fast asleep and Duck was just looking up at the sky too.

"I wish someday I can be one of those pretty stars that shine so bright in the sky..." he says to himself as he slowly falls asleep.

[END OF EXCERPT]

Fun Facts!:

He draws and sews clothes by hand in his free time! They're his favorite things to do, he even fixed James' coat and added sequins to brighten up his day :D also had fixed Duck's coat too (he still wishes he could add something to make it look better, he's extra and would feel bad if he doesn't add anything onto the clothes he makes or fixes qwq)

He had beaten Spencer twice just to defend Gordon's title

When Duck had broken down while trying to pull his goods train, Val had pulled him and the goods train, even though his wheels started slipping (I'm so proud of him :') ), its not heavy for him, his wheels were just malfunctioning-

Unfortunately, I do not have a new ref chart of him yet. but I will try to edit this post and add it when I can :)

edit (edit #50000 idfk): perhaps I can show y'all my story about this character one day if I can get it done :)

#ttte oc #idk wtf am i doing anymore #help me #this is cringe but i do not care #i maybe cring but i am free #i changed stuff cause i absolutely hate how my first draft was lmao #edited it again because I cant stick to what I first put

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wanderingaldecaldo · 2 years

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @arcandoria last week, thank you! I've been writing this scene in my notebook and had to transcribe it first, so forgive me for being late. Presenting the full scene (so far) fairly raw and with little editing. Of course it's corpo!Val brainrot.

Also, tagging with zero pressure: @steelphoto, @rockerboyrepo, @impishbiscuit, @starsandskies, @ravenstrange, @yourblues, @fereldanwench, @arcandoria, @dreamsevergreen

Also also, if you want to be tagged in these (or I have and you don't want me to) please let me know!

The room keeps spinning and the big guy Pepe has turned into two big guys and neither seems to like him because both stand cross-armed and glaring. Val has been gone an eternity now, and under Pepe’s scowl each minute ticks by even slower. At last a patron at the other end of the bar calls him away and Mitch sighs in relief. Movement from the other direction catches his eye and he turns to see Val—only one of her—walking toward the bar. She smiles broadly and his stomach jostles, a troubling sensation he hasn’t felt in years.

When she resumes her seat, he leans over and whispers, “Don’t think he likes me.”

“Pepe? Not surprising. He never likes any men I bring to the bar. He’s been nursing a crush on me for years.”

Mitch hums. Easy to see why—smart, funny, gorgeous.... He shakes his head to interrupt that train of thought, which is also a mistake because the room lurches in the other direction and he slides off his bar stool toward Val. She catches his bicep, laughing as she rights him.

"You okay?"

He nods, carefully this time. “Nothing a little sleep and a stim in the morning won’t fix.”

“Maybe you should crash at my place tonight. Got a couple of couches. Can’t say I know how they are for sleeping, but better that than risking you driving back to camp like this.”

“Heh, prolly right. Been awhile since I had a few too many.”

“I’ll get Del to send a cab.” She quiets for a moment as she orders the taxi via her agent then she glances at him. “Ten minutes. Wanna wait here or outside?”

“Could use some fresh air.”

“Give me a sec to settle up.”

Mitch rests his head on the bar, ignoring the sticky film that clings to his temple where it touches the counter. Val, still in his line of vision but now sideways, steps toward Pepe. The big man mutters at her, his dark eyes stealing away to glance at Mitch. He can’t discern what is being said until he hears “Nomad” spat like a curse, and he bolts upright, wobbling as he does. Pepe might be able to knock him out with one good swing but he can duck and weave and do some damage first, and he is drunk enough to push his luck.

Before he can say a thing, Val snaps at the bartender, the edge in her voice as sharp as the Mantis Blades tucked away in her forearms. “That Nomad,” she says, jabbing a gold finger at Mitch, “is one of the kindest, most loyal people I’ve ever known so you will treat him with respect.”

Mitch gapes before swallowing and blinking while Pepe glowers at her before his eyes slide sideways to him once more. Mitch holds the stare, the fight in him buoyed by the vehemence of her defense of him as much as the alcohol, and both make him giddy. At last the big man yields though his glare and furrowed brow still convey his true opinions, and a reckless part of him wishes he could settle things outside, regardless of how Pepe would pummel him, or even because of it. He hasn’t had that self-destructive urge recently, and not nearly with the intensity he felt immediately after Driss’s death, but still it skitters beneath his skin and he longs to give in to it.

Val’s eyes light up as she pays the bill, the emerald transforming to a crackling lightning blue. Once the transaction is complete, she turns back to Mitch. “I’m sorry about that. He’s never been so vocal with his jealousy.”

“Bring guys here often, huh?” he asks, unable to stop himself, and he cringes before the words have left his tongue. He turns his gaze to the mostly empty beer glass in front of him, but she laughs, a real one, rich and hearty, and he loves the sound.

“And women, yes, though I wouldn't say often. To either,” she adds, and he can hear a sly smirk in her tone.

His cheeks warm as he tilts and rotates the glass, attention still fixed on the amber liquid as it rolls around. “Probably just the usual Nomad hate,” Mitch muses. “Y’know, might be nice to see how the other half lives. Not be seen as a dirty, lazy drifter.”

Val is studying him when he looks back up, and the way her eyes pierce through him unsettles him. He shrugs off her gaze and drains the last of warm beer from his glass, then replaces it on the counter. She slips her hand into the crook of his flesh elbow and tugs him away from the bar. He grins down at her, this time unbothered by the close contact—a by-product of the alcohol, and an enjoyable one at that. As they walk she waves across the bar to a middle-aged woman then they burst out into the neon of the city.

The cool air feels delicious on his face, flushed as it is from the alcohol and her incessant flirting. The attention makes him feel a decade younger, at least. Mitch pulls away from her to light a cigarette and extends the pack. When she accepts and brings an unlit cigarette to her lips, he holds out the lighter and holds his breath, hoping for an errant touch of her hand. She obliges, placing the cool metal of her golden fingers on this wrist as she leans into the flame. Her eyes flicker up to his, and her fingers linger a fraction of a second too long and his skin tingles. Suddenly he remembers the cartoons he used to watch with his mom, how the tricked coyote would speed off the cliff without realizing it, and only after looking down would gravity take hold, leaving the him to plummet to the ground far below.

Tucking the lighter and cigarettes back into his pockets, Mitch turns away and searches the night sky for the moon. He finds a faint white glow around a skyscraper where he expects to find the moon itself. While the light pollution from Night City makes some of the more remote stars difficult to spot, he’s used to being able to see more than this, and it makes him homesick for a place just a few miles off.

Feeling sure of his footing once more, Mitch turns back to Val. She leans against the building, regarding him as she ashes her cigarette. The alcohol makes him bold. “What?”

Her lips quirking, she takes a pull of smoke and tilts her face to the sky, releasing the smoke with her eyes still fixed on him. “Just thinking about how nicely you clean up.”

His heart pounds against the cage of his ribs and his cheeks flush, but he holds her gaze. “Not bad for a dirty Nomad, huh.”

“Not bad at all.”

A warmth fills his chest and rises up his neck to his cheeks, and he smiles proudly before turning his face to the sky and releasing a stream of smoke. He watches it drift into the miasma of Night City, dissipating into the heavy quilt of smog and grime that has weighed him down since his Coyote crossed the city limits this afternoon.

Beside him she smokes her own cigarette, lost in her own thoughts. Her face is relaxed, unguarded as she watches the Heywood foot traffic. She has aged more than her share over the past year. More than age; there’s a weight to her presence he never felt before, and he doesn’t think it has to do with being the city’s most famous, currently living, former merc turned top fixer and owner of the most notorious establishment in Night City. Something heavier than all that.

#wip wednesday #valerie vermilion #mitch anderson #wash's writing #corpo!val au #unnamed corpo au story that is consuming my brain #cyberpunk fanfic #excerpt #tag meme #arcandoria #born to run #ship: born to run #mitch x val

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theydjarin · 3 years

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Audio of the Hoth rescue scene from the 1983 ESB radio play, featuring some really great Han & Luke dialogue

Luke: So what’s your excuse this time? Han: ...for what? Luke: For coming out after me. I guess you can’t claim it was the money this time. Han: Well, ah. I’ll figure something out, Luke. Luke: I bet you will. 😏

Full transcript under the cut:

Han: Chewie? Hey, Chewie! You got the Falcon fixed yet? We’re getting this snowball right now before they close the shield door for the night.

Chewie: Argh?

Han: Because I’m sick of this planet, that’s why! Because Jabba’s hunting for our heads. Now warm her up and let’s raise ship.

Chewie: Aghh!

Han: WHAT?!

Chewie: Agh aghhh

Han: You took what apart?! What are you doing fine-turning the hyper drive now? Look at that mess, are you crazy?

Chewie: Ahhhhhhhhhhgghhhhhhhhhh

Han: Okay okay calm down, we still got a little while before they shut the shield door. You close up the vector guides, I’ll put the transition rig back together.

Chewie: Aghh

Han: All I want to do is get us out of here, Chewie, now put her back together the best way you can. Just so they’ll get us to our next stop.

Chewie: Aughhh

Han: Who? Her royalness? Never what she said. Remind me to tell you sometime about hob-knobbing with the other classes, it’s such fun! Oh, great, it’s just what we needed, here come the loose wiring brothers. What are you doing, Chewie? Are you a saboteur?? You think I want to spend the rest of my life here for face--

C3PO: Captain Solo--

Han: Listen, Chewie, those vector guides will do for now. Just get em back in place and tighten up the hole. I don’t want em perfect, I don’t want em pretty, I want em NOW!

C3PO: Princess Leia has been trying to get you on the comlink--

Han: Whoa whoa there. What’d you say, Threepio?

C3PO: I was attempting to draw your attention to the fact that the Princess Leia has been trying to reach you by comlink now for some consid-

Han: I turned my comlink off, I don’t want to talk to her anymore, it’s bad for my disposition.

C3PO: Indeed. Oh, well, Artoo and I are to inform you that the Princess Leia is worried about Master Luke. She doesn’t know where he is.

Han: Well, I don’t know where he is.

C3PO: Nobody knows where he is.

Han: What do you mean nobody knows? He was only a couple of minutes behind me when I rode in.

C3PO: Well you see sir--

Han: Deck officer, deck officer, come here will ya!

C3PO: Excuse me, sir, but might I inquire as to whether you intend to organize a-- mmph!

Han: Will you shut up for a sec?

Deck Officer: Sir, what can I do for you?

Han: You can tell me where Commander Skywalker is.

Deck Officer: I haven’t seen him. Is that droid malfunctioning, sir?

Han: Not anymore than usual.

Deck Officer: Then why are you holding your hand over its vocal swath?

Han: He’s got a cough. Now what about Luke?

Deck Officer: Commander Skywalker hasn’t come through the main shield door, it’s possible he came in through the south entrance.

Han: It’s possible? It’s possible? Why don’t you just go find out whether it really happened, huh?

Deck Officer: Very well, Captain, as soon as I get the rest of your--

Han: It’s getting dark out there, friend, and cold, in case you didn’t notice.

Deck Officer: I’m aware of that. I joined up with the rebels because I notice things. I’ll go and check on the Commander at once.

Han: Okay, yeah yeah, look, hey, thanks, pal.

R2D2: [angry beeping]

Han: Huh? Oh, sure, Artoo. Sorry, Threepio.

C3PO: Thank you, Captain Solo. Although there was really no need for that, I’m sure. And might I now inquire what has happened to Master Luke.

Han: Well you just go ahead and inquire all you like, Threepio, it never does any good around this deep freeze.

C3PO: Well!

Han: Seal her up, Chewie, I’ll be right back.

C3PO: Really, Artoo, have you ever met such an impossible man? Come along, let’s find the Princess Leia and tell her what’s happened. This is what we get for allowing Master Luke go off on his own, without us to look after him.

Chewie: Aghh ahhhg!

C3PO: Yes, Chewbacca, of course we shall keep you informed of any new developments. Between ourselves, Artoo, I think Master Luke is in considerable danger.

[scene break]

Han: What’d you find out? Where is he?

Deck Officer: Sir, Commander Skywalker hasn’t come in the south entrance either. No one’s heard from him since his last communication check with you.

Han: Well he was clear up on the ridge line then!

Deck Officer: He might’ve forgotten to check in.

Han: Luke? No, where he grew up, people learn to be careful. I’m going looking for him.

Deck Officer: But Captain Solo!

Han: Have the techs got those snow speeders working? I’d use the Falcon but she’s on downtime right now.

Deck Officer: The snow speeders aren’t ready yet. We’ve been having all kinds of trouble adapting them to the cold. The techs are running up a bunch of replacement parts, they should be ready by morning.

Han: Well, morning ain’t likely to do Commander Skywalker very much good, is it? Isn’t there anything in this whole base that’ll fly?

Deck Officer: Nothing that can handle a Hoth blizzard, sir. Those winds would smash you down before you got halfway--

Han: Alright, alright, forget it, I’ll have to ride out and look for him on a tauntaun. Come on, move it, we haven’t got much time.

Deck Officer: Captain Solo! General Riken gave orders no one’s to leave the base!

Han: This one over here will have to do, it’s still saddled.

Deck Officer: Captain Solo!

Han: Tell the command center that I’ll keep in touch with them over comlink band alpha.

Deck Officer: Sir! General Riken doesn’t want anyone leaving the base!

Han: Lieutenant.

Deck Officer: Sir.

Han: Lieutenant. What did you just call me?

Deck Officer: Sir?

Han: Right. Now get outta my way.

Deck Officer: But the temperature’s dropping too rapidly. Even a tauntaun couldn’t survive for long!

Han: Yeah, my friend’s out there someplace, and I’m giving you a direct order to make it easy for ya, so don’t waste my time!

Deck Officer: I’m afraid I can’t let you do this, Captain Solo! I have my standing orders.

Han: Lieutenant, have you ever seen my first mate? ‘bout, uh, three times your size, covered in fur, got a bad temper?

Deck Officer: Everybody in the base knows Chewbacca, sir.

Han: Uh huh. Well if you or anybody else tries to stop me from riding that tauntaun outta here, Chewie’s gonna take it real bad.

Deck Officer: But General Riken has clearly instructed me that no one--

Han: Do you think General Riken wants a quarter of a ton of roaring mad Wookie running around this base?

Deck Officer: I’m reasonably certain that he doesn’t, sir.

Han: Smart boy. Now, stand aside!

Deck Officer: I’m trying to save your life! Your tauntaun will freeze before you reach the first marker. Even with an insulated suit, if you’re on foot out there, you’re dead.

Han: THEN I’LL SEE YOU IN HELL! Hyah!

[scene break]

Luke: Ughhh. Ughhhhhh. Dagobah. Dagobah!

Han: Luke!

Luke: What?

Han: Luke!

Luke: Ben?

Han: Luke! Whoa, girl, whoa, hold on. Luke! Speak to me, kid. Here, come on, sit up.

Luke: Ben? Han? Han!

Han: Yeah, it’s me, kid, it’s me.

Luke: It’s cold. Han. So cold. I’m warmer.

Han: Warmer? No, Luke, that means you’re freezing. Fight it, come on! Don’t go to sleep on me. Don’t do this to me, Luke. Come on, give me a sign here. Luke. Stay with me. Stay with me, kid.

Tauntaun: [death noises]

Han: Oh no, girl, don’t you give me problems too. The tauntaun’s dead, Luke. Where’s your lightsaber. I need it.

Luke: Ben! Yoda--

Han: There’s not much time. There’s only one way to keep you warm until I get the emergency shelter. [lightsaber zuup] I’m sorry about this, old girl. Okay, Luke, I’m going to have to shove you inside the carcass.

Luke: Dagobah!

Han: This may smell bad, kid, but it’ll keep you alive until I can get the shelter built. And I thought these tauntauns smelled bad on the outside.

[scene break]

Han: Hold still, Luke, I gotta give you a stim shot. There, that oughta take hold and bring you around in a second or two. This is Solo to base. Solo to base. Command center, I don’t know if you can read me, but I’ve got Luke. He’s alive but my tauntaun’s down for good. We’re in an emergency shelter. Do you copy? The storm’s kicking up pretty bad. I don’t know if this hut can take it. Just come for us as soon as you can. I’ve got the homing beacon on. Do your best for us, you guys.

Luke: Han...

Han: Lay quiet, Luke. Come on, there’s not much room in here.

Luke: Han, I can’t see!

Han: You’re snowblind, Luke, but it’ll pass. We’ll get you taken care of soon, I promise. And keep that thermal wrapped around you, we gotta warm you up a little at a time.

Luke: Han... it would be you. How’d you find me?

Han: Snoozing in the snow, that’s how I found you.

Luke: Nice going. You have some sense of timing is all. Where are we?

Han: Emergency shelter. North side of the glacier field.

Luke: You think this thing’s gonna hold up?

Han: Well. I’m sort of hoping for the best, buddy.

Luke: We sure picked a great time to field test it, huh?

Han: Haha, yeah, perfect. How ya feeling?

Luke: Oh... terrific. Why don’t we go outside and get some calisthenics in before it gets too dark?

Han: Sure. Heh. We could always play some tag.

Luke: Hehe. Oh... How’d you get out here?

Han: Tauntaun. There wasn’t any other way. She didn’t make it, though.

Luke: So we’re here til the weather breaks.

Han: Yeah, that’s about it.

Luke: I can’t feel my legs. I’m numb!

Han: You’re gonna be okay. There’s not a lot more I can do for you with a medikit. But they’ll put you through nerve therapy and float you in a regenerative tank and you’ll be as good as new.

Luke: Too bad the nearest one’s a couple kilometers away through a blizzard-

Han: No more talking like that. You’re gonna make it, ya hear? What happened to your face? You look like you walked into a rotor blade.

Luke: Oh. It’s a wampa. Ice creature jumped me on the ridge and killed my tauntaun.

Han: How very rude! as Threepio would say. I hope you killed it right back.

Luke: Well, it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. Whew. What smells so bad in here?

Han: Hehehe. You. You spent a little time inside my tauntaun while I was having a house raising party.

Luke: Well I guess you can cancel all my social engagements for the evening. So what’s your excuse this time?

Han: Huh? …for what?

Luke: For coming out after me. I guess you can’t claim it was the money this time.

Han: Well, ah. I’ll figure something out, Luke.

Luke: I bet you will. 😏

Han: This hut’s gonna hold, Luke, and you’re gonna make it.

Luke: I only wish I could’ve seen Leia. Said goodbye one last time.

Han: I got an idea, pal. Why don’t you just settle down and relax, and tomorrow you can say hello to her instead.

#han solo #luke skywalker #skysolo #star wars #empire strikes back #hanluke #i couldn't find this on tumblr so thought i'd upload it #love the role reversal of han being optimistic and luke being skeptical #and han being So Soft with luke #i might try to do a transcript this weekend!!

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