#autistic mc

[smoft-demons]

MC needs some extra love

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You’re having an off day. Your demons have asked to make sure nothing’s actually wrong, just to be safe, but they’ve seen you like this a few times before. They understand. You’re just feeling down for no particular reason. Just sad and low energy. Extra tired.

Nothing happened, no one hurt you, nothing’s wrong… you just woke up in a low mood. Because it simply be like that sometimes. You just… need some extra affection today. No reason. It’s okay, they’re not judging. They’ll do what they can to cheer you up a little—they love you, you know. They want to see you smile at least once today.

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Lucifer:

When Lucifer notices your mood, he softens towards you a lot. He asks if anything is wrong first of course—they all do—but once he learns that there’s nothing he needs to correct and no one he needs to punish on your behalf, he just softens. He treats you more gently than usual.

He expects you’ll get fed up entertaining all his brothers, with their endless chaotic energy. So he invites you to hide out with him in his office. You are invited to just sit with him and read, or put on some music, or play a game on your DDD, or just rest… or whatever it is that will help.

He’ll even let you curl up in his lap and cuddle with him if that’s what you want. That cheers him up too.

He quietly redistributes the most taxing of your chores for today amongst the seven of them, to give you time to recharge.

You’ll find Levi and Beel doing the dishes for you when it’s your turn, or if you’re supposed to make dinner you’ll find that Mammon and Asmo have already ordered everyone takeout, and they’re already in the middle of setting it all out on the table. You won’t have to do a thing! If you were supposed to clean up a common space in the house, it’ll already be done by some of your assorted pact partners. You might even find sticky notes placed amongst your homework in Lucifer’s, Satan’s, and Belphie’s handwriting, suggesting edits and books titles to check for better information, and pointing out any parts in your work that are particularly well done.

When you check your DDD later, you see that Lucifer had instructed his brothers to take on what they can from you to make your life easier today. He was not planning on letting you know that, clearly—because he sent that in the brothers group chat. You only know because Karasu’s spy feature showed you.

His support is shown in all these soft, quiet details. Peaceful moments. Simple, but unmistakable reminders of how loved you are. It’s okay if you don’t smile today, even though he would like you too. He will verbally remind you that loves you anyway.

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Mammon:

Mammon’s first instinct, of course, is retail therapy. He offers to take you shopping. He’ll even pay for your stuff! He doesn’t mind if it makes you happy!

You appreciate that very much—and maybe you’d be happy to take him up on that if you were sad for a reason, but… you just have no spare energy. Just thinking about going out exhausts you more. You’d have to deal with looking at things! And forming opinions, and deciding on stuff to buy! There’s crowds and cashiers and bright lights and just… stuff outside! You can’t, you just can’t. You have no energy and you can’t.

The first time Mammon sees you like this, he’s confused. You don’t wanna go out? You don’t want any new stuff?? He sure hasn’t felt like that before!

He puts effort into figuring out what will actually help cheer you up instead. He’s considerate that way.

He tries taking you for a long drive. He tries taking tasks off your to-do list. He tries trailing after you all day to keep you company, holding your hand, chattering all day so you can’t hear your thoughts, staying quiet so you don’t get overstimulated. He cycles through every possible approach over the months, on every random day you happen to wake up like this.

It’s all greatly appreciated—and hey, some of his ideas work better than the rest! You feel loved and cared for regardless. It’s impossible to miss how much he adores you.

Eventually though, he strikes gold!

That particular day, he had been telling you a stupid joke every time he ran into you, in an attempt to make you smile. He gets a weak grin for his troubles just about halfway through the day. He beams at you triumphantly at that, impulsively scooping you up for a hug and repeatedly kissing the top of your head, and—aha! THERE’S the smile he was looking for!

From that point on, he knows what to do!

The next time you wake up in this mood, he takes the first opportunity to give you a playfully over the top show of affection. Over the course of the day, he keeps doing it!

He runs into you in the hallway between classes, he (gently) aggressively ruffles your hair as he passes you. He finds you aimlessly walking through the house, you immediately get snatched into his arms for a nice long squeeze. You sit with him as he’s scrolling through devilgram, he sets it aside for a moment to squish your cheeks between his hands and cover your forehead and nose with loud, playful kisses. You go up to him and request attention? You get kiss attacked, and he won’t let up until you crack a smile!

Your brain hurts, he says, echoing your very first explanation. It’s okay though, he says. He’ll kiss it better, he says.

He is MORE than happy to completely discard the tsundere façade to lean into this… over-the-top affectionate silliness, as long as it continues to make you laugh and smile like that.

He won’t admit it, but… this is more honest. This is much closer to who he is at heart than his usual behaviour is. Try as he might, he can’t hide how much he cares to save his life.

The realest aspect of Mammon is not the dumbass, not the money-grubber, not the uncaring cool guy that he pretends to be… no, it’s the goofy dork who loves you SO much that he’d go to any amount of effort to cheer you up.

He’s damn good at it too! HE was put in charge of your well-being for a reason! He’s the best big brother/guardian/friend/pact partner ever, and you’re his to take care of. He’s not letting HIS human go without smiling once for a whole day! You’re the sole member of his family he can openly dote on, and dammit, he will!

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Levi:

Levi’s go-to is, of course, distracting you with media. He tries games first, but if you’re too low-energy for that, he gets it. He tries anime, movies, shows, videos, manga, whatever you seem to respond best to.

You’ll notice a theme of letting others help, confiding in friends, opening up to people. There are repeated instances of characters asking for support from the rest of the cast and then being helped and taken care of. Lots of power of friendship stories, lots of hurt/comfort and “it’s rotten work” “not to me, not if it’s you” and team-as-family.

Maybe, just maaaybe, he’s trying to tell you something!

He relaxes when you explain that you just woke up like this, sometimes this just happens and it’s no one’s fault, there’s no problem, he doesn’t have to worry about you. He gets that! Sometimes he wakes up like that too. It does happen!

But… you’re his player two! He wants to worry about you!

So he takes care of you the way he wishes someone would take care of him when he gets like that. Gives you the extra love he knows first-hand that you need right now. He lets you choose the entertainment, he holds your hand, and mirrors what you do to self-soothe.

If you wanna lie on the floor and stare at his jellyfish decorations, he’s right next to you. If you wanna tell Henry how you’re feeling, he’s right there with you doing the same so you don’t have to feel self-conscious. If you’re stimming, he will too. That one makes him happy as well! If you wanna burrow into a pile of blankets and plushies like a hognose snake, he totally gets it and will also do that. He does that anyway sometimes, just because it’s comfy.

There’s not a hint of judgement from Levi. Ever. He gets it.

When you guys HAVE to leave his room, like for meals and such, he lends you his headphones. So you don’t get overstimulated from all the noise his brothers make. He never goes far from you, either. He always stays close enough that you can reach for him if you want to.

After dinner, when you’re tired and done with trying to act normal (not that even one of your demons is fooled), Levi brings you back to his room. He asks if you have any requests, anything you want to do, anything he can do to help you. If you know what you need, he’ll just do it. If you don’t, he’ll offer comfort in some form that makes sense to him. He understands that all you really need is some extra love when you’re like this, so he’s not at a loss. He gets it, he feels the same way sometimes, he can do that!

You end up curled up in his lap, hiding your face in his shoulder as he watches an anime you’ve both seen before at a low volume. Familiar and comforting. He’s happy to just sit and chill with you until you feel like you’ve recharged enough. He knows you’d do the same for him.

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Satan:

Satan’s instinct, once he learns what’s going on, is to bring you to the quiet spot outside where the stray cats he has befriended gather and then plonk the chillest one in your lap.

Cats are perfect fluffy little warm purring bundles of free therapy, after all. How could you not be recharged by this?

He’s not wrong, the cat definitely helps. It is in fact a perfect creature.

But… well, you don’t bother to spend the energy on saying so, but being outside isn’t really helping. You cringe at every loud noise. The wind ruffling your clothes every so often is annoying you. You’re sitting on concrete and it’s making you cold. The streetlights feel particularly aggressive to your eyes today. Very stabby. There are smells outside! No one wants that!

You love the cats, but Satan is giving them all his attention and you’re getting just a little bit jealous. You as well are giving the cat in your lap all your attention, and—as stupid as you feel about it—you’re getting a little bit jealous about that too. You want attention too! All the cat has to do is be cute and soft and it can have all the petting and cuddling it wants! As it deserves, yes, but… don’t you as well, though..?

You try to push that feeling away and just pet the cat. The cat did nothing wrong, you still love it, you’re supposed to be feeling MORE recharged from this! Not… whatever it is you do feel. At the end of the day you still enjoy petting the cat and you don’t want it to leave. That’s still true and that’s what matters, you tell yourself.

Eventually the cat decides it’s had enough petting for now, and gets up. Satan checks on you, fully expecting you to be thoroughly cheered up! Instead he sees you staring forlornly at your hands, mostly zoned out. Confused, he asks if you’re okay.

You nod once, giving him a hollow smile.

Now he’s concerned. He takes a minute to finish petting the cats surrounding him—noting the hint of jealousy in your eyes as you observe him—then comes to sit on the concrete stair next to you.

He gently points out that he knows you well enough to detect a lie. Especially an unconvincing lie like that. You give a noncommittal hum in reply. That’s all you have the energy for.

He wraps an arm around your shoulders, letting you slump against his side. Your head leans against his shoulder. His other arm comes up to stroke your head for a moment, then drops down again to take your hand.

In a small, tired voice, you thank him. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze in reply.

Eventually he adjusts you so he can hold you more comfortably. Every so often he kisses the top of your head, or rubs your shoulder, or squeezes your hand, or says something quietly to you. Pointing out a interesting leaf shape, telling you something inconsequential about his day, prompting you to look when one of the cats does something cute, reminding you that he loves you and it’s okay to feel like this. That he enjoys your company no matter what mood you’re in.

This helps a lot more. Eventually you have enough energy to reply to him in full sentences! He’s visibly relieved at that. Still, he continues to hold you.

It’s after this point that a different cat comes up to you. It sniffs your shoelace then rubs itself against your leg. It flops over your shoe, stretching adorably with its little paws reaching up. It looks up at you all wide-eyed and cute, and finally you give a short puff of a laugh. Satan feels it more than hears it, but still!! He feels successful!

You pet this cat as it stands up and sniffs at your free hand. You look at it with a little smile. There’s a bit more soul in this smile, to Satan’s relief.

Later, as the two of you are leaving, he slips the cat a treat and whispers a thank you to it. Then he takes your hand again and leads you back home.

(He makes a mental note to himself for next time: pet the sad human first!! Then go see the cats!)

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Asmo:

Asmo notices that you’re having one of those days today, and he rushes to spoil you. Like Mammon, his first instinct is to take you shopping—but specifically for clothes and makeup and skincare products. Stuff that would cheer him up.

But you’re tired, and he understands that. It’s okay, he still knows what to do!

Asmo brings you into his room. You curl up in a sad, tired lump on his bed. He lets you chill there while he gathers up the stuff he wants.

He returns to you with his arms full of stuff! Nail polish, face masks, a hairbrush, moisturizer and hair oil, etc etc. Stuff for taking care of you.

He makes a point of only doing stuff that doesn’t sting at all. No plucking eyebrows or messing with your cuticles or anything like that. Just the stuff that feels nice.

Asmo quietly chatters about people he knows and stuff he’s used and whatever the latest gossip he’s heard is. Not even really to inform you this time, because he knows you’re probably not gonna remember much when you’re like this, but more to provide you with a constant, grounding backdrop of his familiar voice.

He speaks softly to you as he wipes your face with cleanser and then proceeds with his skincare process. He gently brushes your hair, spending twice as long as necessary just because it feels nice. He insists you don’t bother to move as he sits next to you and paints your nails.

At some point he runs out of stuff to do, so he ends up just brushing over your face with a clean makeup brush. No product on it at all, he’s just doing it to make you relax, because it’s soft and it feels nice. It’s meditative, honestly. For both of you.

He spends a good long while doing that.

He finishes up and lies down next to you. He pulls you into a cuddle. You offer to return the favour for him. Do his skincare and hair and nails and stuff for him, spoil him back—because he deserves the best.

For the first time ever, he declines. He shushes you and holds you tighter. This is the only situation in which he would ever refuse that!

He says you’re more than welcome to return the favour tomorrow if you like, but for now he just wants you to rest. He did all that for you to get you in this relaxed state you’re in right now, don’t get up and un-relax yourself so fast! Keep your brain turned off! It’s good for you sometimes!

… yes, Asmo is surprised by his own selflessness too—more surprised than you are by now, knowing him. He’s always been selfless for your sake since you first became his friend. It still surprises him though.

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Beel:

Beel is your best guy for validation. For quiet, thoughtful, unwavering support. He’s a lot more insightful than he’s often given credit for. He’s one of the best people in this family in terms of emotional intelligence, no question about it.

He knows just what to do. He observes you as the day goes on, taking the first opportunity to pull you aside and check on you without any others around. Just to make absolutely sure there’s nothing else going on.

His voice is soft, his hands are gentle, and he puts effort into understanding you. You’re family, he loves you so much! So of course he would.

He’ll share his food with you of course—both because he wants you to know that he loves you that much, and because he’s trying to remove a task from your to-do list. You don’t have to think about getting food and preparing it and any of that if he just. Does it for you. You can spend your very limited energy elsewhere.

He’ll take you with him on his routine walk, just so you can have a change of scenery and an opportunity to chat uninterrupted.

He listens to you complain about being outside with his characteristic placid sympathy—a combination that would be a bit contradictory if it came from anyone else, but somehow makes perfect sense for Beel. It’s soothing. Reassuring, somehow. He helps a lot, just by being himself.

When you inevitably run out of energy—much quicker than you usually do, but you expected that—he offers to carry you. Or rather, he automatically goes to do it on muscle memory, because that’s just what he does with tired loved ones (Belphie usually). He catches himself and realizes he should ask first in this case. Just to make sure. He’s considerate like that.

You are very tired… and you want contact. So of course you accept the offer. How could you refuse when he offers so earnestly?

He walks in measured, consistent steps as he carries you. The sway of his movement is deliberately relaxing. He’s trying to lull you into a meditative haze, or maybe put you to sleep. Either is good, he thinks.

The warmth of him makes the… everything about being outside when you’re feeling this way a lot more tolerable. The sounds of his footsteps, his breaths, his heartbeat… all of that drowns out the background noise just enough. Your face is pressed into his jacket, so the streetlights don’t stab your eyes and all the distressingly inconsistent outside smells are entirely covered by the spices-aromatics-soap scent of Beel. It’s a smell you know very well, and the familiarity of it is grounding.

Everything about him is grounding, really. He really did know exactly what to do.

At the end of the day… it’s okay if you don’t smile. He would like you to, of course, but he will meet you where you’re at. Anyway, it’s more important to him that you feel like it’s safe to show however it is you actually feel around him. He understands the amount of trust that takes, and he’s honoured by it. Nothing is more important to him than that trust.

So, you don’t have to smile. It’s okay.

Don’t be strong, he tells you. There’s no need, for now. Just let him. Rest, lean on his strength—he’s got more than enough for both of you. He’s got you. He’s not going anywhere.

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Belphie:

Oh, you’re tired? A bit sad, a bit grouchy? Damn. Looks like even HE has more energy than you today. That’s not something he sees often! Well, that’s fine. He knows what to do.

It’s straight to baby jail with you!

In his arms, that is. In bed, surrounded by his best pillows, covered by the least warm heavy blanket he has, so you won’t overheat but will still feel nice and covered.

He positions you so you’re facing each other, with your head tucked under his chin. So you have room to comfortably breathe and talk, but your face is still as covered as possible so you won’t be bothered by any lights.

Emotional intelligence may not be Belphie’s strong suit, but he is observant and he understands exhaustion. This may not exactly be the usual kind of exhaustion, but still! There’s no demon better equipped to understand what’s going on with you right now, just by nature.

He’s totally fine with cuddling you in silence if you don’t feel like talking. That really works for him, actually, because it allows him to nap.

Not that he doesn’t WANT to listen to you. He does. He’d be happy to. But he gets it if you don’t wanna bother with that. It’s okay.

He will, however, delay taking a nap until you doze off first. He just wants to make sure you’re okay. He’s not about to just fall asleep and abandon you if you still need attention.

If you’re not falling asleep very fast, he will help. Not with magic, surprisingly. He’s being more… gentle, he supposes, than that in this situation.

He talks quietly about nothing important. The soft drone of his voice, kept consistent and deliberately soporific, melts into your brain like butter, slowing it way down. Blocking everything else out. Gradually turning it off. One hand rubs your back slowly, almost as if to match the rhythm of his voice.

It’s so relaxing. You feel like you could stay like this forever and never want to move, you’re that comfortable.

Belphie knows what he’s doing.

It works really well! He makes sure you feel loved and cared for, then makes sure you get some extra rest. Mental and physical recharging.

Of course, you wake up feeling a lot better. Maybe not entirely back to your normal self yet, but definitely better. How could you not?

You’re a lot less tired after you’ve slept, and less sad too… so he’s succeeded—but you’re still not smiling!

He can fix that, right?

He lets you get up and stretch first, of course. He does the same. Before you leave the room though, he wraps you up in another hug.

He pulls back to examine your face after a minute or two.

Hmm… you look comfy, but still no smile! He can’t have that! So he hugs you tightly again, but this time his fingers start to lightly poke and brush over your sides. He’s trying to force you to smile by tickling you. He’s not gonna do too much, he’s not trying to overwhelm you. He stops as soon as you crack a smile.

There we go, he says as he gives you one last gentle squeeze. That was all he wanted, he tells you.

He doesn’t let go of you for long, over the rest of the day. Always holding your hand, giving you random hugs, draping himself over your shoulders—but without making you take all his weight for once, because he knows you’re still kinda tired. Enough of it to be soothing, but no more. Just so you don’t get lonely. He doesn’t want you to get all sad again.

If you do get sad again though, it’s okay. He will squish the sadness out of you all over again, as many times as you need. He doesn’t mind.

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The Line Between Love and War 10

C H A P T E R  10:  Bad Memories and Family Time

“It is said that the night sky is made up of tiny wishes that humans were never able to fulfill. That the stars only became bright by the fulfillment of those wishes. In your eyes, the stars that shine never seemed real, your childhood wishes dark and dim as you grow. But now, now you understand the twinkle in their eyes as they look down at you.”

Summary: Your experiences told you that soulmates were something you would never have the pleasure of having; something not given to you because of who you are, despite the soulmark that resides on your inner left wrist. During your solo trip to Los Angeles, you find out that you are more than capable, that your soulmates had been waiting for you for a long time, and would not be letting you go anytime soon.

Genre: soulmate au, bts au, idol bts, polyamory relationship, eventual smut

Paring: Idol!BTS x autistic!mc

Status: Ongoing (randomly updated)

Warnings: mental illness, talk of disability, lots of angst, miscommunication, feelings of depression, feelings of isolation, polyamory bts, stalking, dangerous behavior, eventual smut,

Chapter Warnings: a bad memory, major insecurities, family issues, sensory problems, mc is tense and uncomfortable, Hobi’s family is to sweet for the world, mc ptsd, 

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Masterlist // Chapter 9 // Chapter 11

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Previously on The Line Between Love and War:

“Let’s take some pictures with our shirts on! You can post that!” You jumped from the couch at his words, the three of you quickly moving to change into the new shirts.

You had Jimin take the photos, your soulmate quick to have you doing different poses. You went with two of them, one with each of you showing your ‘muscles’, and the other was one that Jimin took when you all were laughing. You captioned it with a smiley face emoji and a laughing one before posting.

Jimin looked over at Jin, a happy yet sly smirk on his face as they realized his plan to change the subject worked, getting your mind off what happened and helping you make more memories with the boys.

When Namjoon returned, he was alone, and happy to find you laughing as you hung off Jungkook’s back, your arms around his neck as he spun in circles, Taehyung and Hobi recording the moment.

The following morning you woke up in the arms of Hobi, his low voice speaking into the phone he held to his ear. You couldn’t make out any words in your tired state, so you just continued to admire his morning voice from where you rested against his chest. You snuggled into the warmth your mate provided.

“She is not awake yet Mom. Yes, I promise. I booked the same restaurant as last time. Give her an hour or so.” You listened in as he spoke to his mom. You loved Hobi’s mom. She was the sweetest person you had met, even over the phone. And it made sense. Both of her children were also sweet.

“I know you’re awake pretty girl.” You felt his fingers trace alongside your jaw, moving until the bopped the tip of your nose.

“No, I’m not.” You mumbled back, oblivious to the loving grin on his lips. Pressing a kiss to your pouty lips, he moved his hand to brush back some hair from your face.

“My mother and sister are eagerly awaiting their day with you, baby. They’ve called me a couple of times now, wondering if you were awake.” Hobi mused as he watched you try to fight off your sleep.

It took a couple of seconds for his words to register, but when they did you almost knocked your forehead into his chin.

“Wait a minute! What time is it?” You ask him in a rush, your words almost slurring as they wake you up.

“It’s only nine o’clock, darling.” His words have you pushing yourself away from him, causing a sad groan to have his lips as you leave his embrace. He watches you rush around the room, gathering the clothes Jin had laid out for you the night before, the eldest picking matching clothes out for everyone, the creams and beiges creating a color-coded cohesive look.

“I promised them I would be ready by nine! Hobi, your mom is probably so mad with me! I’m never late for anything.” Your words are rushed, disappointment and sadness bursting from your body as you try to get changed as quickly as you can.

You were so upset with yourself for sleeping in, you didn’t want anyone to be mad at your or disappointed. You had enough of that at home and you didn’t thing you could handle the way you felt when you thought someone was upset with you, especially your soulmates or their families. You wanted them to see you as someone who had everything together, who never made mistakes or did anything wrong.

You could practically hear your mother sighing in your ear, could see the way she rolled her eyes and looked down at you.

“Would it kill you to do something right for once? I wanted you hear by six and its twenty past.” Your mother stood in front of you, her arms crossed against her chest as she stood next to her friends. Her eyebrows were perfectly sculpted and her makeup immaculate as she stared you down.

“You told me to be here at six thirty? I thought I was early…” You trailed off at the sound of one of her friends trying to muffler her laughter.

“No, darling.” You cringed at the nickname, hating the tone she said it with. “I told you to be here at six. And now you’ve embarrassed me by arriving so late. And dressed like this!” She gestured to you, causing you to look down.

You were dressed in what you thought was appropriate for a kid’s birthday party. You were wearing a pair of light wash jeans and a nice t-shirt, something you normally wouldn’t wear. You were itchy beyond belief and dug your nails into your palm to stop you from scratching at your skin.

“I don’t understand.” You say as you look back up at your mother. You watched as laughter fell from her lips and she turned to her friends.

“I swear, I have to pick out everything for her, she doesn’t know anything about clothes!” Her entire group of friends laugh as you now clutch the bottom of your shirt, feeling the tears build up in your eyes again.

“Go sit down, before you embarrass me even more.” You hear your mother tell you, nodding in response before moving to sit down at one of the tables at the edge of the large yard.

“Pretty girl, that’s it. Look at me.” You feel Hobi’s hands on your cheeks, turning your head to look at him. You could feel him wipe away tears you didn’t know had appeared.

“There you are. Hi baby.” He smiles at you, seeing the fog in your eyes disappear the longer he held your cheeks in his palms.

“Hi Hobi.” You whisper back, eyes focusing on his.

“Are you okay? You kind of just froze.” He moved some hair out of your face, placing it behind your ear as he watched you.

“It’s nothing. I just, uh, I need to get ready.” You moved out of his grip and returned to rushing to the bathroom, quickly changing your clothes and making sure not to wrinkle it, not wanting Jin’s wrath.

You do your skin care routine, trying to follow the steps that Jimin had Namjoon write out in English for you, but you skip a couple of steps, not wanting anyone to be annoyed that they had to wait on you.

It takes you all of five minutes to get ready, grabbing your small purse holding what you need for the day as you move into the living area, bumping into Yoongi who is munching on a small tangerine.

“Baby, what’s got you in such a rush?” Yoongi’s hands grasp onto your side, steadying you before you fall forward.

Yoongi notices the flush of your face and the way your eyes were red. He knew something was wrong, but he could tell by the way your jaw was clenched that you didn’t want to talk. He wondered if he knew what was wrong, having seen a lot of your past.

“I’m late to meet Hobi’s mom and Jiwoo and I don’t want them to have to wait for me.” Was your simple response, yet it had him confused.

“Why would they be upset with you? Didn’t Hobi tell them that you would be there in an hour?” Yoongi’s eyebrow raised as he walked with you to the couch where Jimin was relaxing, a movie on the large television.

“When we talked yesterday, we promised nine o’clock. That’s when we agreed to meet at the spa.” You muttered, not liking that his questions were making you even more late than you already were. You were becoming anxious, and the two in the room could tell.

Jimin adjusted his position on the couch so he could move to sit behind you, pulling you back into his chest and wrapping his arms around you. You tried to push him away, but he was strong as he held you to him.

Jimin started humming Serendipity, his voice coming out soft as you did what he hoped you would. You started to relax into him, letting your head rest on his chin as he peppered kisses along your jaw.

Jimin sang the song softly a couple of times, making sure that you were truly calm and your heart rate had lowered, no longer feeling it beat against his chest, before pulling away.

“Now baby, you have plenty of time because Hobi’s family isn’t going to be here until after ten, okay? So, sit with me, hmm?” He pulled you with him to lay down on the sofa, your body rested on top of his as he held you close to his chest.

You tried your hardest to be upset with the way Jimin just…rerouted your brain with his voice, but you couldn’t. You had never been able to work yourself out of an anxious spiral before, and you were amazed that he was able to help you stay afloat.

You felt like you were floating, muscles relaxed as you laid on top of your soulmate, his hand on your back, rubbing different patterns and words onto your sweater. Your hand was clinging to his shirt, fist clenched in the fabric as you breathed in his scent. Eyes closed as you listened to him laugh at something done on the tv.

You were so relaxed you didn’t even hear Namjoon open the door to Hobi’s family. His mom, dad, and sister walking through the door and placing their bags down.

You were supposed to be going out with his mom, Eunha, and his sister, Jiwoo, to the spa and lunch before doing some exploring with them. His dad, Hosung, was gonna spend the day with Hobi and Taehyung, who had wanted to join the two in their plans. The others were going to be relaxing as they had their first concert the next day.

“Now, where is our darling daughter at? I can’t wait for our spa day!” Eunha exclaimed, reaching forward to move past her son.

You were slowly moved into a seated position, Jimin doing the hard work and helping you both sit up. He had a smile on his face as he noticed your glazed over expression. Pressing a soft kiss to your lips, he helped you make sure your hair and clothes were nice before helping you stand.

“She’s right here mom!” Jimin hollered, a grin on his lips as Eunha rushed over and brought you into a tight hug. A grunt left your lips at the tightness now around your middle. You slowly brought your arms around Hobi’s mom before Hobi came over.

“Mom…” Hobi let out a warning tone, only for his mom to wave him off.

“I know, I’m sorry. I forgot.” His mom pulls away from you, taking a couple of steps back before noticing how tense your body had become.

“I am sorry for hugging you without asking. My son has told me about your sensory issues and I forgot about them in my excitement. I promise it won’t happen again.” You were absolutely stunned that she had apologized for hugging you. You’ve never had that happen before, and you completely ignored the wording of her sentences, trying to push away the already tense emotional feeling you were experiencing after the flashback of your own mom.

You nodded your head in response, which thankfully didn’t bother the older woman. She just looked at you with a soft expression, her smile permanently etched to her lips as she gestures you forward.

“Well, my daughter, I believe we have a spa appointment to get to.” Eunha talks slowly, remembering that you were still learning the Korean language. You appreciated her actions, reciprocating her smile as you moved forward and put your shoes on, standing in front of the door.

It took about ten minutes for you, Eunha, and Jiwoo to finally leave through the door. The boys were adamant about giving you their own goodbyes, Taehyung and Yoongi especially greedy as they kept pulling kisses from your lips. Namjoon practically had to pull Taehyung from around you, a large pout on his lips as he playfully whined, arms reaching for you as your elder mate pulled him away.

-*-*-

The spa was something you couldn’t have imagined.

It had baths of mud and beds where you could be wrapped in seaweed.

You hadn’t seen anything like it before, and didn’t feel comfortable with new textures, even with your desire to have Hoseok’s family like you. You were still a little anxious that you had kept them waiting, and still was unsure if they were going to be upset with you over it or not.

Yet, Eunha and Jiwoo reminded you of Hobi, their love palpable and their happiness and kindness visible as they smiled at you. You could feel yourself becoming relaxed in their presence, like you belonged with them.

You picked a soft lavender color for your nails, Eunha and Jiwoo choosing the same color with grins on their faces, mischief glowing on their cheeks.

“I want to match with my daughters.” Eunha had spoken in the same soft and slow tone, the nail tech smiling up at her. The spa was a Korean spa, one that Hobi and Yoongi had discovered on one of their exploration trips of the city.

You had felt loved and appreciated, like you belong, and it was a new and different feeling than what you had with your soulmates. This was…like you had family.

“Have you been here before?” Jiwoo asked you as you settled down in a private room at the back of the restaurant. You had been rubbing your hands, the lotion on your skin feeling like oil. You tried to tell the woman you didn’t want the lotion, but it seemed like you fumbled your Korean a bit.

You were originally going to be seated on the balcony of the restaurant, but you were unknowingly followed from the hotel. It seemed that your face was known, and people wanted to know more. This led to Hoseok calling the restaurant and changing the plans a little, sending two more security to accompany the already four you had, Seungho included.

Your pictures were all over army twitter, Namjoon had seen. Some calling for your privacy and others wanting to know more. It was all weird to you and had you feeling like bugs were crawling over your skin, making you remove your sweater to reveal the cream t-shirt and black leggings.

“I haven’t. This is my first time in the city.” You revealed as the waiter came by with the menus. You recognized some items on the menu, but your eyes caught on the option for chicken tenders and French fries, what you called the classic safe food.

You tempered over your options, going with something what was safe or choosing to fit in with Hobi’s family and pick something else. It all came down to how you already felt. Would a new pick trigger your sensory issues and make you melt down? Or would it not affect anything and you go on showing his family that you could fit in with them.

By the time you made your decision, the waiter had already come back with your choice of drinks and his notebook.

“Alright. What can I get for you?”

“I will have the chicken tenders and fries please.” Jiwoo spoke in her bets English, making your eyes widen in shock. You figured she would pick something else. When the waiter looked at you, you just told him you would have the same thing, adding ranch on the side. You didn’t hear what Eunha had picked because Jiwoo moved closer to you.

“I love their chicken tenders. They are so crispy and taste so good!” Jiwoo told you, bouncing a little in her seat, seemingly excited for her order. Hearing her words, your shoulders relaxed and you became way more at ease with everything.

Maybe you were overthinking everything…like normal.

“I am so happy that the boys have found you.” Eunha spoke as soon as the waiter had left, her gaze soft as she watched you sit forward in your seat. Eunha and Jiwoo had spent the entire day hoping that you would feel comfortable around them.

Hoseok had spoken with them, frequently over the years about his soul sight, everything he found out about you, he would confide in them. So, they knew more about you than you did them, unfortunately. Eunha and Jiwoo were aware of your disability and were aware of your wariness around strangers. They had just hoped that the number of times they had video-called with you had eased the tension and made them more familiar to you.

But it was okay, they were patient and had plenty of time to help you become more comfortable with them. They wanted to become your family, wanted to become the people in your corner.

“They all spent years looking for you. Had their eyes practically glued to social media for a long time. Hobi especially went through tiktok, hoping you used your actual picture as your profile picture, or that you posted videos of yourself.” Jiwoo followed her mom’s lead, trying to ease your discomfort.

“He always told us how sweet you were, any little thing you accomplished he would brag to us about it, proud of you.” You had little tears in your eyes now, blinking them away as you listened to them.

“I uh, never thought I would have a soulmate. I didn’t get a bond like that, with any of them. Thought something was wrong with me.” You laughed at yourself, self-deprecatingly as you remembered your years of research.

“I never expected this, any of it. I just wanted to come to the city, a vacation by myself so I didn’t have to stress. But now, I have seven soulmates who love me more than anything in the world. It’s…. like I’m dreaming.” You confess, trying to tell them that you didn’t know, that you didn’t mean to not look for them, thinking that was why they were telling you these things.

“I figure, things will happen when fate deems it to. We are just happy you were able to find your way to them. You don’t ever have to worry about anything with us…we just want you to feel comfortable with us.” Eunha’s hand moved to hold yours, pausing a couple inches from yours as she asked permission before continuing.

“I’m sorry I—” You paused, realizing that they knew you were uncomfortable.

“It’s okay, honey. We just wanted you to know that we already love you and see you as family.” Eunha’s words have you crying, tears streaming down your cheeks. You try to wipe them away with your palm, but Jiwoo moves, handing you her napkin and helping you so your eyes wouldn’t become puffy. That’s the sight the waiter walked up to, plates of food in hand.

This small moment, Jiwoo helping you and Eunha holding your hand, changed your entire mindset; you felt okay, like you were with people who genuinely cared for you. You were ready to do whatever you could to get the boys’ families to like you, but it seemed like you didn’t have to.

You hadn’t even imagined that their families could have known about you, that the boys had told them all about you, what they knew from the soul bonds. Hadn’t envisioned that their families would have already accepted you and your bond to their boys.

And it had you happy, knowing you didn’t have to mask around them. Didn’t have to create a persona that wasn’t you.

And you relaxed, even began to joke around and laugh with Jiwoo and Eunha as you finished your lunch and walked around outside, exploring your surroundings and taking pictures as you went.

You even took pictures upon Jiwoo’s insistence, her smile having you agree to her whims before you can even blink. A couple pictures of you and Jiwoo, of the three of you together, and then a couple of Eunha, with her arms wrapped around you in a hug.

“I need pictures with my daughter to show my friends.” Was her excuse for extra pictures, making you grin back at her. You didn’t mind, even posting some pictures on your Instagram afterwards, putting a small heart over her face to keep her anonymity like Hobi wanted.

You ended up spending the entire day with them, getting frozen yogurt and buying a couple of things that Jiwoo picked out for you, saying you would look beautiful in them. They were even cotton like you wanted.

It was an amazing day with family.

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#bts #bts au #bts soulmate #bts soulmate au #bts poly #bts polyamory #bts poly au #bts poly!au #bts poly! #bts x reader #bts x autistic!reader #bts x autistic!mc #autistic reader #autistic mc #soulmarks #soul bonds #trauma #ptsd #purpleyoonn #the line between love and war

[thesunshineriptide]

Reacting to you happy stimming aggressively

Characters: Jade, Leona, Jack, Trey, Riddle, Vil, Floyd, Silver, Malleus, Kalim, Idia, Ortho

Cw// stimming in both safe and potentially unsafe ways (including hitting) uuuuh because i am stimming hard, also potentially triggering initial reactions because a lot of the stims are,,,,not generally accepted? And it’s based off of me,,, anyway brief spoilers for chapter 5 for ortho

P.s. I wrote this when I was trying to calm down from stimming too hard

Jade - patting

- Jade wouldn’t say he’s confused about what you’re doing, more so as to why. What happened to elicit some a reaction?

- He watches carefully as pat your hands rhythmically against your thighs, occasionally losing your pace and switching it to something different

- “May I ask why you’re doing that?”

- He actually feels a bit nervous when you look at him like he’ll think you’re insane if you tell him, and is quick to soothe

- “If you don’t mind answering, that is. If it’s personal, I do apologize.”

- It takes a moment for you to explain that you’re just….happy. You’re enjoying his company and it’s filling you with energy that you have to get out

- He’s honored that you’re so excited, and gives a very sweet smile in return.

- “How very sweet of you. I’m glad you find my company so pleasing. I was quite enjoying your beat as well.”

Trey - chewing on non-food objects

- Trey is quick to try and take anything that isn’t food out of someone’s mouth. He’s an older brother, and no stranger to kids doing that

- He’s a little confused when you look at him with a hurt little frown and move to put your hoodie string back in your mouth.

- “Prefect, that’s not food. Are you hungry?”

- When you shake your head and finally release the wet hoodie string and sigh, he’s honestly unsure what to do.

- “You shouldn’t chew on that.”

- “Why not?” You retort. “I do it all the time.”

- “Does it…taste good?” He asks

- You shake your head, “It’s for the chew, not the taste. I just need to bite.”

- It takes him a little to understand what you mean, but after some research he decides to offer you some chewlery instead, because your hoodie is probably not a sanitary snack

Leona - Invisible trumpet

- Leona was just vibin nearby when he hears you roll up with your headphones on, wandering through the botanical gardens

- You aren’t humming, which he appreciates because it means he can take a nap, but he’s distracted when he sees you wiggling your fingers in a way that looks almost painful.

- It’s sharp, jagged movements that look a bit similar to someone playing a trumpet, but not nearly as close to the face.

- He spends some time quietly observing you until eventually he just gives up and goes to sleep

- He doesn’t see any issue with the behavior, nor does he find it weird or anything and genuinely just. Doesn’t ever bring it up. But if someone else says some shit? No they didn’t because he will not be letting someone make fun of his herbivore

Jack - shaking leg

- “can you please stop shaking your leg?”

- “Huh? Oh, yeah, sorry.” You say. You manage to stay still for five minutes, then absentmindedly begin to shake your leg again

- It’s distracting for Jack, but he can’t bring it in himself to do it

- Eventually, you seem to remember, and mumble another apology to him

- Jack just wants to get through class man, but your shoelaces are snapping against the deck just right and it’s annoying.

- He begins to realize you’re not doing it on purpose, and decides to help

- “Hey, I’m trying out these new laces for track meet, I got you a pair! We should try ‘em together.”

- The new laces are basically just rubber bands that keep your shoes closed. No more smacking against the desk for YOUR aglets!

- He’s eternally grateful that he no longer has to hear that AND you still get to stim

🐝🦇🦅🦆🪲🐌🐛🐞🦋🐍🐢🦎🐈‍⬛🐐🦌🦔🦦🦫🐉🐿🐀🦡🦨🦝

(I ran out of pictures 😭😭😭)

Silver - swaying back and forth

- Silver first learns of your swaying habit when you hugged him one time and he immediately fell asleep on your shoulder

- He learned of it again when he saw you standing around in the hallway, swaying from side to side as you chatted with Ace and Deuce.

- Silver, in honesty, had no issue with this. It’s just a quirk some e people do, it’s not a big deal.

- He soon finds, though, that swaying back and forth is actually really good for him though.

- He tends to snap awake whenever he’s pitched forward too far, so swaying keeps him alert

- Now, whenever you two talk, you’re both just swaying back and forth like a couple of praying mantises

Malleus - spinning

- “Child of man, what is it that you’re doing?” He asks in a gentle voice

- There’s no need to panic around him - he’s in a club entirely dedicated to gargoyles after all, dude’s clearly not neurotypical - so you answer with a smile

- “I’m spinning! It feels good, and I’m happy. You should try it.”

- Malleus gives a bemused smile before shrugging

- He begins to spin. You’re spinning nearby, but you stop for a second to smile at him joining you

- Now you’re both spinning and Malleus seems to be enjoying it

- You have accidentally turned another person onto your stim. Congrats!

- Sebek is losing his mind because sometimes Malleus just begins to spin in the Diasomnia lounge and it is very hard to protect a personified spinning top

Kalim - dancing

- Kalim doesn’t even question what you’re doing, he immediately just joins

- He’ll even turn on some music

- You two have a dance party even if that wasn’t your intention

- If he ever finds you randomly dancing without music, he will immediately join.

- Probably gaslit a couple people into thinking music was playing and they were just deaf

- You’re officially adopted by the pop music club

Idia - arm/hand flapping

- Idia has been doing this since forever

- First time he sees it was when you were talking in the library with someone

- He’s genuinely surprised anyone else would do it, and so publicly

- He might be inclined to invite you over to his dorm room to watch anime or whatever

- He would be comfortable enough to hand flap in front of you as well

- This man’s stims hard dude. His hair gets brighter as well and he makes some lil happy stim noises to go with it

- You also have a buddy to infodump shit to now because he will DEFINITELY do that to you

- You will know all about his wifus and his games be the end of the week. You’re officially his friend now

👾👾👾

Ortho - vocal stimming

- Ortho is a little confused at first, but after some searches in his database, he figures out that you’re fine, you’re just happy.

- If you vocal stim a song, he’s glad to play it for you so it alleviates some of the brain tension

- If it’s an animal noise (for instance, meowing, barking, mooing, etc) he will do it back to you. This can go on for hours because he genuinely just enjoys seeing you happy

- If it’s an incomprehensible noise, he won’t make it back, but he might record it for future reference so when he hears it he doesn’t think someone’s murdering you

- If it’s chirping, he will chirp back. I know this because I am ortho-

- (Spoilers for chapter five) when Idia gives him his vocaloid voice he is one hundred percent using it with you at some point

Riddle - wiggling

- Riddle is immediately anti-stimming because his mother forced him to stop doing it as a child (that’s why he’s so anxious and angry all the time)

- Someone else (*cough*Cater*cough*) has to intervene and tell him to not comment on it because he always manages to say the wrong thing

- Cater also has to explain to him that you’re just doing it because you’re happy! It’s not against the rules, anyway

- He has to fight against a lot of ingrained shit until he plucks up the courage to not only apologize for being rude, but ask you about it

- If you explain it to him, he just nods along with a blank face for a while

- It takes him roughly a week before he comes back and asks you to teach him how to stim

- After learning how he’s immediately so much nicer and more chill. His face rarely even goes red anymore.

Vil - rocking

- “Spudling, please, we’re in public.”

- One look at your crestfallen face and the immediate rigid body language makes him regret what he said so fast

- He spends a lot of time thinking about why he doesn’t want you to do that, only to find that it’s all appearances and those don’t matter as much as you

- If he finds you doing it again, he’ll begin to gently rock with you. He pretends nothing is amiss, and is relieved when you notice and brighten a bit

- He won’t ever directly apologize, but he will try to make his stupid comment up to you and then proceed to educate himself

- If someone takes video and posts it, he will fight every internet troll and make sure you never see any of it

Floyd - hitting

- Floyd also has a lot of aggressive stims, the most obvious ones being squeezing and biting

- You’ve literally watched him get too excited while holding a soda can and it just. Exploded in his grip

- He’s not surprised that you stim as well, but he is surprised it’s so…violent

- You don’t hit others most of the time, but the fact that you’re smacking yourself is a little concerning to him.

- Don’t worry, he’s got the cure!

- It’s squeezing. He just wraps himself around you and squeezes you

- It actually works (there’s actual psychological studies about this, applying pressure is a great way to alleviate the stim stress) so it ends up being a good symbiotic relationship! You don’t have to explain why your skin is all red and he gets to squeeze his shrimp!

#jade leech #leona kingscholar #jack howl #trey clover #riddle rosehearts #vil schoenheit #floyd leech #twst silver #malleus draconia #kalim al asim #idia shroud #ortho shroud #twst headcanons #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland headcanons #autism :) #stimming! #autistic mc #adhd mc #neurodivergent mc #platonic or romantic #written by an autistic person! #and an adhd person! #I’m very neurospicy! #also I do all these stims! #based on personal experience

[theorahsart]

Paupers Prince 1 Pt 4

Please see #paupersprince1 for previous and future posts~

Fancy aristocrats dont know what to do with an autistic meltdown, but a kind hearted kid might know what to do!

#webtoon #webcomic #autistic mc #actuallyautistic #autistic oc #comic update #paupersprince1

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Make it better

(A/N): A Drabble for the sugar baby! mc and soon to be series. 

Warnings: Ceo! Caregiver! Jimin x Autistic! Regressor! MC, (no regression in this Drabble, it’s just mentioned), mentioned ot7 x reader, autistic sensory overload, use of title “daddy”, fluff 

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“Daddy, make it stop.” You whined, muffled sobs scratching at the back of your throat. Your red, puffy eyes looked up to observe his panicked movements; his shoulders and back nervously flexing under a pale blue button down as he ran to his desk. 

“Daddy’s got you, pumpkin.” Jimin mumbled, “Just one ‘sec”. His hands made quick work of his drawers, flinging them open for your items. He saw your normal regressive items like coloring books and crayons- not what he needed. His last drawer was tossed open haphazardly, throwing the contents around the wooden confines.

Noise Canceling Headphones and a small stack of clothing were pulled into his arms and laid onto the couch next to you. You were rocking back and forth with both of your knees drawn to your chest, and your palms held over your ears. Tears pricked and fell from the corners of your eyes, casting hot streaks down your cheeks. His heart tightened and his own eyes watered as you whimpered again. “C’mon.” He whispered, “Let daddy fix it.” 

Getting to your daddies office was normally quick, easy, and not overwhelming. Today was the opposite. You had opted out of taking a taxi, thinking you would enjoy the walk. You did not. Walking along city streets was torture for your autistic traits. The cars whizzing by felt like a drill being jammed into your ears, the heat of the sun bouncing off the concrete stung your skin, and the scratchy feeling of your new sweater was sandpaper being used like a pumice stone on the calloused foot that was now your back. 

Your meltdowns weren't as common anymore, now that you had boyfriends that took care of your sensory issues more than even you did, but they were never any less extreme. They always felt like an all consuming agony that ate away at you until the stimuli was completely gone. 

Now, Jimin was coaxing your hands away from your ears to slip on your headphones and planting firm kisses across your cheeks. The firmness of his touch in moments like these was grounding, reminding you of the stimuli that was present and safe. You nodded when he asked if that was better, closing your eyes as he removed the last of the torturous wool touch. 

“There you go, pumpkin.” He muttered, balling up the sweater and throwing it into the corner of his office. He made a mental reminder to check the tag. He’d need to add it to the running list of your texture aversions filling a certain file on his desktop. Your breathing steadied as he slipped one of his gym shirts over your form, fingers dancing happily across the satisfying fabric. God, he loved you in his clothes. He’s loved it since the first time he saw you curled up in his hoodie after a long date together, but it meant even more after you shared your diagnosis with him and his brothers. 

Even though it was coincidence, the fact that none of his clothes textures seemed to bother you made him cocky. It was as if that small alignment meant you were made for each other, or at least he was made to take care of you. Which he would happily do until his last day. He sat down next to you, his eyes still glued to your satisfied expression. 

“Thank you, daddy.” 

His train of thought left him abandoned at the station as he looked over to you. Your eyes were fluttering across his features, with a calm smile spread across your face. Your eyes were no longer red, and the puffiness was decreasing quickly as you finally settled comfortably into the couch. Your hands made small adjustments, twitching and twirling in your lap. It was a calm stim he had come to recognize in the beginning of your relationship. 

He smiled down at you. “Of course, pumpkin.” 

You faced front again and continued your stims. Jimin watched, his chin in the palm of his hand and his lips quirked in a smile as he zoned out to the methodical twitch of your fingers. Your voice brought him back to attention. 

“Can I tell you about the stegosaurus?” 

He laughed, leaning his head back. You were perfect. 

“Fuck yeah, pumpkin. Tell me all about it.” 

#tw age regression #jimin x reader #caretaker!ot7 #bts x reader #bts agere #autistic mc #sugar baby mc #sugar daddy! bts

[authorkarajorgensen]

Want to see a sneak peek of the 3rd Reanimator Mysteries book?

Yes, the aesthetic has been made! Book 3 of the Reanimator Mysteries will be out in late October 2024 and will follow Oliver and Felipe on a new mystery away from the Paranormal Society.

More info is coming this month, so stay tuned.

For now, here is the current playlist and the Pinterest board to whet your appetite and start you guessing.

Check out book 1 and book 2 while you wait.

#the reanimator's heart #the reanimator's soul #the reanimator mysteries #book 3 #autistic mc #autistic author #mm paranormal romance #mm romance #mm historical romance #queer books #queer #gay romance

[boxboysandotherwhump]

Mother of wishes

Hey you guys the results from the manga contest I participated in are finally out. I didn't even make it through the first round *laugh* but hey that means I can share my manga with you guys <3 Its a story for my goodness mother of wishes

so here: behold my failed creation.

#manga #fantasy manga #manga one shot #one shot #fantasy comic #web comic #fanatsy #creature design #Fantasy creature #fae #fairy #far manga #autistic mc #autistic main character #jeeeez Tumblr you really nerved the image quality here #well that's what you get when you set up your canvas for print and not web image display #*screams in artist * #the rules of the contest were a page limit of 17 pages and dialogue was strictly forbidden #my story concept was just a bit to big to properly tell like this #or my skill isn't advanced enough #probably both #but maaaaaan short stories really aren't my strong suite at all #still I learned a lot working on this manga during January and feburary #my drawing and lay outing skill improved sooooo much #so I'm still super glad I participated #and now I know I have to work harder on my stories and connecting to the reader #still I hope you guys enjoy this manga

[hyperfixat]

obey me word vomit!

MC w an early bed time that transforms into my need for my bed to be clean and Autism talk?

I go to bed at nine thirty every night, and I am asleep by eleven usually.

I hate breaking routine, and the Devildom would be such a huge throw off from my normal that I’d probably be up pretty late trying to weave a new habit together. And it’s cannon that Mammon sneaks into MC’s room some nights, right? I was thinking how funny it’d be if he gets used to talking or something during the initial settling down period MC goes through, but one night he walks (sneaks) into their room and they’re snoring???

Maybe you were really tired today? Whatever, he climbs into your bed and hugs you and f1lls asleep himself.

Then the next night by ten thirty you’re out cold??? Have you been cursed? Are you alright??? Still tired from the other day???

Then the next, and the next, and the next.

“Why’re you always asleep when I go to your room, MC? I’ve been wanting to talk to you.”

It’s an autism thing hashtag boy boss idk But you just tell him to come by earlier if he wants to talk LMAO.

ALSO I hate dirty clothes in my bed, ie any clothes that you wore while eating, outside, or that have been worn since that morning.

Even sitting on top of my bed in dirty clothes is a no no. Like… you can’t sit on my bed idc if you had a long day at RAD, I don’t want to change my sheets right now. You must shower before getting into my bed.

Like Mammon would be all tsundre about respecting my comfort, ‘ugh guess i’m showering and getting into my jammies… all this work for the exchange program,’ bro you’re the one crawling into my bed at night!!!

I think Levi and Satan if they ever stayed in my room would understand completely bcs I headcanmon they both have autism, and they have their own little things like me :3

#obey me #obey me headcanons #mammon obey me #obey me x gender neutral reader #autistic mc #obey me x autistic mc #ahh idk

[juvellianovo]

Ryan Wendor ∆☆∆◆☆◆☆◆

☆☆☆"Loud noises...I don't like them. it makes me feel like someone is screaming inside my head" ☆☆☆

- "The 3rd Layer Of Earth" Day 22, year 2019| Ryan's stress diary☆

@achy-boo @yevene @amberrskiies @dxmoness @lxdymoon0357 @vtoriacore

#oc #moodboard #The 3rd layer of earth #oc moodboard #Ryan Wendor #Oc:Ryan #neurodivergent #autistic oc #autistic mc

[leather-dragon]

Autistic mc x obey me

This is my first post so please be respectful and don’t sexualise my writing EVER! This doesn’t match up perfectly with their actual personalities. This is how my autism shows itself so when I talk about being smart I am not just going off of stereotypes but instead how I am. This has adhd mammon and autistic Levi.I’ll do meltdown comfort in the next one as I want this to be light as it’s my first post.

Lucifer:

He would see it in your file

He would do a bunch of research before you came

He would find food in devildom that matches up with common safe foods

He would protect you from any judgment that gets sent your way

He will say something about your autism and will kick himself for days

He would let you stim around him

If anything you did as a stim hurt you he would 100% care for you

If he lectured you he would think a lot about his tone and how loud he is talking to you

Would let you info dump while he did his paperwork

Finds it annoying that you don’t understand sarcasm

Thinks it rude that you don’t make eye contact

Mammon

Would understand straight away

You would spend hours just info dumping together

He is very loud so he would constantly be apologising for scaring you

Would always come to you with his chances of winning a bet

When either of you lose something you would make very little sense but one of you would always know what you’re talking about and know where it is

Would find your keys in the fridge and put his keys with them. No questions asked

Would also only eat beige food

You would both clean each others rooms

 You could 100% percent stim with him

Gives you sunglasses for when it’s bright out (or so you don’t have to make eye contact)

Leviathan

Immediately recognises that you are a fellow autistic

Let’s you have a pair of ear defenders in your favourite colour/colours

You,him and mammon have a group chat called “✨the neurodivergents✨”

His room is the “safe” room

He oral stims

He introduces you too an anime that becomes a special interest

Info dump 24/7

He notices you don’t like eye contact and he knows he doesn’t either

He wears clothes with nice textures

He has an entire box filled with different types of fidgets

Satan

When he finds out about your autism he reads a bunch of books about it

He understands how it effects you and tries to be understanding

He is incredibly sorry when his wrath gets the best of him and he yells at his brothers

Gives you ways to do things more efficiently that actually could work

Likes having sensible math debates with you

Gives you ways to cope with different things

Notices how you mask a lot at school

Tends to find it annoying when you move your leg up and down all the time

Not the best to stim around

Makes extreme eye contact to the point it’s uncomfortable

Asmo

Buys you a bunch of clothes that have all the perfect texture/materials

He buys you a bunch of fidget jewellery

You want chewy necklaces, sure. Fidget rings,bet. Fidget earnings ,of course.

Finds it annoying that you don’t understand a lot of social cues

He always goes on about your skin because of your safe foods aren’t the best for your skin

Buys you gloves so you don’t get overwhelmed with feeling/threat of germs

You can stim around him

He finds you stims “cute”

Lets you info dump

Sets you up a skincare routine

Beel

Doesn’t understand how only eat three types of food

Lets you hide in his jackets/zip up hoodies

Helps you when you when you want deep pressure

 Accidentally eats one of your chewies

Why have something to chew if you can’t eat it?

You can stim by him

Tried to get you to eat more than three types of food

Doesn’t mind not making eye contact

He is always kind and understanding

Lets you info dump

Belphie

Understands a bit about autism

How can you barely sleep

Tries to fix your sleep schedule

You can stim around him just don’t be loud

Doesn’t mind no eye contact -his eyes are closed most of the time-

You can info dump just,once again, don’t be loud

He leaves you alone most of the time

He wears the best textures ever

He gives a nasty glare to whoever is rude to you

Doesn’t care that much about what you do

#obey me #obey me x mc #obey me leviathan #autistic mc

[skelswritingcorner]

Random headcanon about Malleus w/ an Autistic Yuu: He finds the things Yuu infodumps about interesting, and definitely encourages them to ramble about their special interests.

#twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland #twst autistic mc ua #autistic mc #autistic writer

[purpleyoonn]

I truly wish there was more representation in fics for an autistic mc. Like I’m over here re reading tlblw so only because I feel seen and important…even though I wrote it. thanksgiving was always a time for my family to joke that I was “sitting in the corner again” or would joke that if they wanted to find me that I would be hiding under the table.

I was expected to do almost everything tonight despite needing my cane to walk. I was almost in complete sensory overload the entire day and had to take numerous “five minute” breaks in my room so it didn’t seem like I left my grandpa to do everything (even though he gets mad when someone does something he doesn’t like when he asks for help).

like give me a fic about autistic mc needing to leave an event like a red carpet or something and the boys immediately taking her inside, just ignoring the cameras and interviewers because they put a priority on the mc’s needs. Or they boys turning a lil corner in their offices into a sensory space with pillows and blankets and comfy bean bags to sit on.

Man… do I have major plans for tlblw.

#purpleyoonn #purpleyoonn update #the line between love and war #autistic mc

[thesunshineriptide]

How would shady fish boys comfort an autistic MC? Easy

Characters: Jade leech, Floyd leech, Azul ashengrotto

Content warning: overstimulation, autistic meltdowns, mental health discussion, panic, going nonverbal

While prepping Mostro Lounge for the dinner rush, Yuu began to feel jittery. The music was a little too loud, the kitchen was loud and hot, the dining room was dark and cool, the lights were bright and dim and backlit and hard to see. Starting to feel the beginnings of a sensory meltdown, Yuu sought out one of the trio

(Headcanons based off my personal experiences with overstimulation as an autistic person)

Jade Leech

Jade seems the type to ground with stimulus.

He would take someone out of the room and have them sit somewhere quiet.

He also seems the type to sing to you - nothing high pitched or fast, and just loud enough to not be a nuisance but not loud enough to cause distress.

He’d sit next to you a little bit away until you seemed to recover, then offer a little more closeness.

Sure, he’s not the touchy-feely type, but overstimulation isn’t emotional either

As far as he sees it, he’s simply offering what he would want in that situation

(which he is often in, since all the fish boys are neurodivergent)

He wouldn’t ask any questions about what you need, he would just do some executive functioning in place

Might look at you for confirmation if an issue is directly related to you, but would use his best judgement

If you owe him something, you won’t know it until much later.

Yes, both Leech boys want whatever is going to be most amusing, but that level of distress isn’t fun

Overall 10/10 reaction. He’s doing his best to ease the situation without causing more distress. He’s also the least panicky of the octotrio

“You seem to be perking up. Are you feeling better now, Prefect? Good…I’m pleased to hear that. If you ever find that coming on again, you may come find me. No, no, you don’t owe me anything. I struggle just the same in that department, as does Azul. We can do this whenever you need it.”

Floyd Leech

Floyd is familiar with overstimulation too, although his experience is different

With Jade as his twin, he’s seen the reactions over and over again

He has a good grasp of what to do, but his methods are…well

He can do what Jade usually needs, which is to be removed from the room and taken somewhere quiet

He also understands sensory issues, he has them himself, so while Jade would take you somewhere more comfortable like one of your dorm rooms, Floyd’s going to take you to Azul’s office

It’s quiet and cold and there’s a few places to sit so it does the trick, so long as Azul isn’t in there

Because if he is, he’s going to see you having an issue and immediately assume something serious is going on and start grilling Floyd

If you start crying (or if you’re like me, start crying again) then Floyd’s first instinct is to pull you into a hug

He’s strong and tall and warm and he knows the exact amount of pressure to apply to make the brain worms calm down without suffocating you

If this helps, Congrats! New Ally unlocked, this is mutually beneficial

If this doesn’t help his next course of action is to grab Azul and leave you to recover by yourself in his office

Overall 7/10 he’s doing his best but his first instincts might not be helpful

“Koebi-Chan? Are you doing okay now? I hope I helped some, it’s no fun when you don’t feel good. Do you want something to eat? I can go get you one of those fancy teas from the lounge. I- oh, you want me to squeeze you again? Of course I will!”

Azul Ashengrotto

While the other two can jump into action right away, Azul is a little late to the party

He can read people well in situations where he wants something, or he’s trying to manipulate them, but just casually?

This man has no idea what’s going on

He’ll notice, after a bit, that you’re not acting normally. Something seems…off

He’ll also try and ask you about it

Unfortunately, asking questions is kind of not helpful right now, Azul, please just make the lights stop being so loud

Oh look, he got the memo. He knows exactly what’s going on now

If mostro lounge is open and busy, he’ll come have you sit in his office. He’ll even bring you some water and offer you his mood octopus and some fidget toys so you can communicate nonverbally

He’s also now considering how helpful it would be to learn sign language. Maybe the whole trio should learn it

If mostro lounge isn’t open or busy, he’d take you to his room

His whole room is basically built as the softest sensory deprivation chamber imaginable

He’d probably sit with you and read a book, and once you seem to be looking better he’d invite you to sit on the floor with him and parallel play

Homie is plugged into the autistic community online so he has all the fun words and phrases to describe what’s going on

He’d leave Jade in charge until he was sure that you’d recovered

“We can sit here as long as you’d like, it’s no rush. No, it’s okay, Jade can take control. He knows what it’s like as much as I do. If you don’t mind me asking, was there something in particular that triggered you, or was it just too much overall? You don’t have to answer if you’re not ready, I promise. Huh? Oh, no, Prefect, you don’t owe me anything. I’m a housewarden, it’s my job to make sure people stay safe.”

#azul ashengrotto #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland #octavinelle #octatrio #jade leech #floyd leech #autistic mc #twst mc #autism #autistic Azul ashengrotto #autistic Jade leech #adhd Floyd leech #adhd Azul ashengrotto

[wordsbytheo]

connie's guide to polyamory and witchcraft

a ya contemporary romance

Connie Melo de Teixeira has never fit in anywhere -- her autistic traits always getting in the way. This changes when Daisy Mae Zhang and Gideon Morales McKenna take her in during their sophomore year.

Now, Connie has a new goal: to make sure he proves his worth. The opportunity arrives as Gideon intends on getting a transphobic teacher fired (as well as an ulterior motive they've kept secret) and Daisy plans on coming out to her father.

After finding his grandmother's journals detailing her life as a pagan witch, Connie decides to use this knowledge to try and help his friends. But when the ritual goes wrong and a love spell is accidentally cast, the group's lives take a strange turn.

or: spell gone wrong leads to three best friends falling in love with their lives are going to hell.

IF YOU LIKE:

-> complicated relationships with faith -> messy family dynamics -> trans girl transitioning (& gender euphoria) -> best (& childhood) friends to lovers -> mental heath & autism + adhd rep you might like connie's guide <3

#writers on tumblr #queer romance #poly relationship #young adult #my writing #actuallyautistic #autistic mc #neurodiverse squad #wip intro #lgbtq+ #connie’s guide #wip page #wip #wipnook

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thought/fic dump time!!

Vlog mc is a famous YouTuber with millions of subscribers. She makes videos about her navigating life as a woman with autism. She gained traction with her educational videos, but her real draw was her fun personality and care for her fans. Her videos are flooded with comments from fans who appreciate her honesty and representation.

Some of her biggest fans are BTS. The boys love her videos, personality, and everything they've seen about her. They didn't mean to love her, but it's hard not to. After one of their concerts, she updated, and they daydreamed that it was a gift for them. They replayed the video over and over as artists scrubbed away their makeup, sets were broken down, and they were finally shuttled back to their hotel room, where they watched the video "just one more time."

MC posts a video titled "How I get through a meltdown." and it sends the boys into a tizzy. Not just because they're worried about their poor girl being overstimulated, or because she looks so cute as she explains her coping mechanism, but because when she says she uses music to drown out uncomfortable noises, she turns her phone around to show one of their albums.

Her next video is one of their all-time favorites. "Ranking my Top 50 Dinosaurs." MC goes on an hour-long presentation of her favorite dinosaurs and why, stimming and ranting so cutely that they can feel the hearts in their eyes. They spend the rest of the night watching stimming compilations made by other fans and raving on Stan twitter with alt accounts.

When MC finally sets up a PO box for fanmail, they fill it to the brim with gifts. Jimin makes a sweater for mc, with a stegosaurus hand sewn to the front. When he sees her wearing it in her next video, he can't decide between crying in joy or cumming in his pants. Jungkook sends her a hand-painted card, with a note telling her about his love and gratefulness for her. (purposefully messing up his handwriting) When MC gets teary-eyed on live from reading it, he screenshots and prints it out to hang in his room. (and cries too, but he'll never admit it.)

After so long of this, the gifts and videos aren't enough. They need to meet her. But how can they do that? She may be well-known, but she's nowhere near their status. Maybe, they think, they can get her into a function. They ask for an extra invite to an awards show and inconspicuously send it to their pretty girl's PO box, along with a dress they know she'll love. All those hours of studying her favorite colors, body shape, and safe textures pay off as they watch her gush over the pretty dress through her videos.

Finally, after years of watching her through a screen, they see her. They're dressed in textures she'll want to touch, colors she'll stare at for a little too long, and done up so handsomely that it'll make her stutter and stim as they lean in just a little too close. They swear as she rocks back and forth, giggles at their jokes, and softly rubs the wrist of their suits that she'll be theirs. Forever.

#vlog mc #autistic mc #dino mc

[authorkarajorgensen]

The Reanimator’s Soul blurb reveal and preorder links!

Woo! I finally got my shit together and fixed up the blurb and set up preorder links for The Reanimator’s Soul (The Reanimator Mysteries #2).

You can preorder it in ebook at all major retailers! Paperbacks will be available closer to release day in October.

If you haven’t read The Reanimator’s Heart (The Reanimator Mysteries #1), check it out here (available in ebook and paperback at all major retailers).

You can also add The Reanimator’s Soul on Goodreads.

Stay tuned for a cover reveal this summer!

[Image description: The Reanimator's Soul An awkward necromancer, his undead love, and the crime that might break them. Felipe Galvan has been dead for five months, and whether he likes it or not, he’s changing. But with his daughter home from college and Oliver still adjusting to their new partnership, Felipe is more than willing to continue pretending everything is fine. All Oliver Barlow wants is to be a good partner to Felipe. When they finally get a case after months of light duty, he thinks it will be the perfect opportunity to prove himself. That is until a mutilated corpse leads them to Oliver’s former lover and the Institute for the Betterment of the Soul–a clinic claiming they can cure people of their magic. Between Oliver’s old wounds and Felipe’s secrets, they stand upon a knife’s edge. If either man falls, they risk losing not only their home but everyone they hold dear. Preorder now! Coming October 24th, 2023]

#the reanimator's soul #the reanimator's heart #mm romance #mm paranormal romance #gay necromancer #autistic adhd couple #autistic mc #necromancer undead romance #put the romance back in necromance #gay romance #queer romance #queer representation #trans author #queer author #support indie authors #indie author