i see a lot of posts about letting your autistic partner ramble about something while you touch them/give them head/fuck them/whatever, and i approve of that, definitely. 10/10.
but i would like to propose: autistic dom who infodumps to you while they're making you feel good and makes you pay attention to what they're saying the whole time. they're touching you in all the right places, going at just the right rhythm with just the right amount of pressure and it's driving you fucking crazy, all while they're rambling casually about whatever their current interest is like nothing's even happening.
every time you say something small to acknowledge what they're saying, like "mhm", "right", "yeah," or something like that, their movements get a little more intense as a reward for paying attention. but if you get lost in the pleasure and forget to engage with what they're telling you for too long, they go "sorry, are you not listening anymore? alright, i guess I'll stop then." and you have to beg for it if you want them to keep going.
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buggy being presented as sinister, evil and most of all an actual threat is so weird to me. like, i forgot there was ever a time when he wasn't just constantly rolling nat20s on deception checks against the entire world & accidentally joining a dilf throuple.
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kavinsky's death is actually the closing arc in a great tragedy to me bc his actions throughout the story are mostly just him practically begging for someone to be on his side, to care about him, to even just look at him. his father tried to kill him, his mother is completely uninterested. he can dream himself as many people as he wants, but they will only ever think of him because he made them to do so. the dream pack are just physical manifestations of his desire to not be alone in the world, to have someone, anyone, connected to him. he so desperately tries to draw some sort of emotion out of ronan, good bad or ugly, because the intense similarities they share mean that he's the only person who might be willing to look long enough to see him. and when it doesn't work, when he realizes it can't, that this world is not for him and he is not going to be a part of it in a way that involves anyone else, he decides that everyone is going to look at least this once. they will all see the finale if nothing else. genuinely doomed from the start. and how truly devastating that is in comparison to the core group the story focuses on, characters that even at their lowest and darkest and meanest and absolute worst have others there with them. characters that always have someone looking for them. dying is a boring side of a life that has nothing inside of it.
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i dont think the comic version's end of nimona is negative specifically because the villain she happens to attach herself to is a villain by label only. blackheart is pretty much the kindest and most noble character in the book, if she happened to associate with anyone else, she probably would have been different, her killing everyone in the beginning wasnt exactly fake and i think she couldve easily been influenced to actually be worse if it was an actual villain, lol.
but a big thing in the comic is that no matter how many times nimona is evasive, lies, threatens him, gets aggressive, whatever, blackheart still forgives her and unconditionally supports her and thats what helps her in the end. him keeping this attitude
and her being able to reflect on all his actions, even if he did end up hurting her in the end, is what helps her go on a new path thats not focused on fearing the possibility of being hurt because shes different
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For the dialogue thing:
"Will you please desist with the Old Man thing? I'm only 41 for pity's sake."
Ooh I love this thank you for sending this in!!!
Rating: G
Tags: calling Silco and old man, fluff, cuddling
You both were too exhausted to make it to your shared bedroom. After an eventful, yet successful mission, you both finished your reports and collapsed on the worn out sofa in Silco’s office. Silco had managed to rest his head on your chest, and was listening to your heartbeat. You were becoming sleepy incredibly fast, feeling Silco’s dexterous digits glide comforting patterns on your exposed skin. Your fingers card in his peppered locks, and you subconsciously hum to yourself.
“My little lovely old man.”
You feel Silco’s head turn to look at you, and he gives your sides a squeeze. “Will you please desist with the “Old Man” thing? I’m only 41 for pity’s sake.” You heavy eyelids flutter open and you pull him closer to you.
“‘S not a bad thing to get old, Sil. You’re pretty like this.” Your eyes close once more and you feel him slightly crawl up your body.
“You think I’m… pretty because I am old?” Your eyes lock on his, and he sees the admiration in your eyes.
“You’ll always be handsome, beautiful, pretty, or, gorgeous to me.” You pull him back to your tired form, giving his head a few kisses. “I love you the way you are and what you’ll look like years from now, white hair or just more streaks of it.” You feel Silco’s arms wrap around you and sigh softly. “I love you, Silco, goodnight.”
“I love you too, my darling.”
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Thinking about how transphobes are always like "debate with me! Justify your existence to me! Explain why you're mad! Make this make sense to me!" But you can be as levelheaded and straightforward as possible, you can beat yourself down and make yourself small and nonthreatening or you can be stern and hold your ground. You can post countless sources and news articles. You can give them statistics. Undeniable proof. But they just don't fuckin care. And the second we become mad and aggressive they use it against us. They say they don't take us seriously because we're too sensitive and irrational. But that's a lie. They won't listen to us or take us seriously no matter how we act because they just fucking hate us! There is nothing we can possibly do to be better to these people.
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