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webslingerx · 4 months

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Rules and general information

Howdy! I’m the mun and you guys can call me Sharae or simply Mun if you’re more comfortable with that! I use she/her pronouns and my blog and I are 100% LGBTQIA+ friendly for any and everyone! I’m 21 years old and I’ve been roleplaying for about 5 (five) years now! I am very shy and a very nervous person. I have gotten better at being more active and talking in DMs, sending asks for fun ect. But somedays I’m just too anxious to be active. This is a me problem not anyone else’s… so please don’t think I am ignoring you or anything! Now let’s get to the rules! I don’t have many rules as much as just “general knowledge” you need to know!

0: I don’t use icons in replies!! If you don’t use them that’s fine! If you do, that’s great! I love seeing everyone’s icons!!

1: I will not have anyone follow me if I know they are pedos and much more sickening themes around this spectrum. You will be blocked swiftly. This will be updated more once I can think.

2. Blog is multi-ship! Please remember that! So if I’m doing a ship with two people, each ship is in their own AUS/timeline. There is no cheating involved! Although in general ships will be selective I’m afraid. I love and cherish all my ships. Each ship is unique, different and beautiful!! I will treat all ships equally and with care! I am a very much a ship-hoe just selective, but do ask me! All I can say is no! That, or perhaps chemistry will just lead us to a beautiful relationship!

3. I have no triggering themes! I’m up for darker ones, light ones ect. But I will not approach first on darker topics but this is your sign to do so! I’m very new with darker topics but I have spirit to try my best!

4.I do not role-play in DMs nor in the replies! I do reblogs only and inbox role-plays.

5. I will not interact with anyone who excludes a gender no matter the reason. I will block you immediately. I will confess that I’ve done this before. They were a friend of mine before I realized they were like that. I have broken off all contact and don’t support or condone their behavior/choice nor anyone else like that. I have moved on and learned my mistake which is why I’m openly admitting this. Mistakes happen and I’ve learned my lesson. I feel horrible that it took me awhile to realize it was wrong but, I’ve learned and I won’t make that mistake again.

6. All OCs are welcome! I love OCs and I welcome them here with open arms! All I ask for is basic information and a picture/faceclaim of them! OCs are awesome and I love to interact with them!

7. No Godmodding my muse’s choices or actions! I will most likely ignore you if you do it a few times. I understand it may happen sometimes depending on the on your muse’s powers or during starters but ya get the drift!

8. If you have an issue with anyone I roleplay with, I recommend blacklisting them. I will tag ALL my roleplay partners so you won’t be able to see them (also you should block them) Now if the person is really toxic/problematic then please do tell me!

9. Over the years I’ve become “block happy”. I will block anyone who makes me uncomfortable, toxic, if you’re a rude anon or just a rude person in general. I’ve come to realize the block button isn’t a bad thing and I have to keep my space as happy and peaceful as possible if I wish to remain on tumblr.

10. Anon is on for now and I accept all anons! Including magic ones! But please don’t use the feature to send hate messages. If you have a problem with me block me. There’s no need for hate to be expressed. If this occurs, anon will be turned off temporarily until I feel like it can be used right once more.

11. I plan to keep my following under 50 maybe 100 (excluding rp sources) this is also just to keep me sane and anxiety-free. I do ask though please only follow if you wish to interact with me! I will read over your blog/rules and see if I can see us interacting with one another! If I don’t follow back immediately after your follow, I’m probably reading over your stuff or not active. I will be selective with who I follow so not everyone will be a follow back immediately. BUT do talk with me in DMs and maybe we can get something going!

I know this all makes me sound “standoffish” or “rough” but I promise you that I’m super friendly and extremely excited to be here! I’m just tired of being hurt by people and peeps following me and never interacting with me, using me as a number.

11. Once we become moots, I WILL try to send in all kinds of asks in character, out of character and just pester you lovingly! I will also hop in your DMs and just talk about our muses together and whatnot. I love engaging with my moots so be prepared for all sorts of asks! Don’t ever feel pressured to answer them all BUT if you don’t like that, please just let me know and I’ll just send in one a week or if you don’t want to get close, just lmk and I’ll lay off! You are welcome to sent me as many asks as possible for any reason! I love getting asks so PLEASE do! You won’t bother me at all!

12. For me, meme starters are the easiest way to start a plot with me tbh. I’m not a good plotter and prefer to leave things to fate BUT I can try if my partner wants to! Meme starters or just random starters in my inbox are the best and easiest for me!

13. I’m willing to write NSFW topics but only with people I’m comfortable with completely! So that means only moots that I’m completely comfortable with or know them a little! Or if you wish, we can do the next day thing!

14. I’m not picky with reply length as long as it’s not a one-liner. I can not work with those. I will drop any threads that are like that. I personally try to match my partners length but you don’t have to! As long as it’s not a one-liner I’m fine as can be!

15. I am dyslexic. I sometimes spell words wrong or string sentences together that make no sense. Please don’t be rude about my spelling mistakes. All I ask is you DM and I’ll fix the messed up sentence when able if needed!

16. Activity on this blog is VERY low. Due to this, I will run a queue for reblogs, asks and threads.

17. Please reblog things from the source. It clogs up my notifications! Honestly though if we are moots I won’t really care as long as you don’t reblog 20 things back to back from me! Also you free to reblog from me if the source is gone even if you aren’t a mutual of mine!

18. I tend to trim posts once we get to 8 to 11 reblogs! I will simply create a new post and link the original post to this one and tag you in it! I will place a 1 - 2 -3 ect if necessary! I also place the bulk of my writing under a readmore so it doesn’t clutter the dash as bad!

That’s all I can think of for now! List will be updated when needed! Thank you for reading all this!!

#rules

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twilightmalachite · 4 months

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MIRAGE - Epilogue 1

Author: Akira

Characters: Shinobu, Koga

Translator: Mika Enstars

"(…But, it’s possible my feelings never reached Yuuta-kun after all.)"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: Starmony Dorms Theater Room

One week later, on Volcano Island’s broadcast date…

Shinobu: (*gulp*… Finally, the day has arrived, de gozaru.)

(It’s Volcano Island’s broadcast date, starring Yuuta-kun—or rather, starring Aoi Byakuya!)

(I wonder what happened in the end? Did Yuuta-kun actually disguise himself as Aoi Byakuya when he met the producer?)

Shinobu: (…I wasn’t able to persuade Yuuta-kun.)

(That day, after we chatted and enjoyed ice cream together, we parted ways…)

(And since then, he hasn’t been coming to school, de gozaru. And not just Yumenosaki, he stopped showing up at the Starmony Hall and around ES either.)

(Although I’m rather certain it wasn’t because he got erased after enraging some important person…)

(If something like that had occurred, plenty of people would be making a commotion over it for sure.)

(From what I heard from their classmates from 2-B, it seems like the two from 2wink had contacted them saying they’re busy and need time off to focus on work.)

(I'm sure there’s lots of meetings and practicing to prepare for Volcano Island, so it makes sense that they would be busy, de gozaru.)

(So they should be alright. Nothing terrible happened to them. And I just have to trust in that.)

(…But, it’s possible my feelings never reached Yuuta-kun after all.)

(Maybe the reason I haven’t seen him since then is because he thinks I’m a nuisance now. Maybe he’s avoiding me because I make him uncomfortable…)

(He’s even stopped replying to me when I message him on Holdhands, and the instances he did it’d be unrelated, like food or something…)

(It was clear he really didn’t want “Aoi Byakuya” and the like to be brought up.)

(M-Maybe I really did cross a line that day after all…! Is it because he’s annoyed at me?)

(Ugh…! If we can’t meet up and talk, then I’ll just get more and more anxious!)

(Maybe I really did do something I shouldn’t… Maybe I pressed a button that I shouldn’t have pressed? And now, Yuuta-kun doesn’t think of me as his friend anymore…)

(B-But! Yuuta-kun was so troubled, it’s not like I could’ve left him alone…! I…I don’t know what I should have done…!)

(I don’t know, de gozaru, I don’t have enough experience with things like friendship…!)

Koga: —Oh. Hey, the ninja boy’s here too.

Shinobu: Hyagh!? O-Oogami-dono…!

Koga: That’s me. What’re you doin’ wrigglin’ on the ground like that? Some cockroach impression?

Shinobu: Ah, errm, I was gonna record a show I was thinking of watching…

But I can’t figure out how to use the fancy equipment here at Starmony Hall, de gozaru… I’m a failure as a member of the broadcasting committee…

Koga: Lemme see. I know a thing or two after always being called in by Sakuma-senpai ‘cuz he doesn’t know shit about wirin’.

Shinobu: Eheh. Sakuma-dono, the man with nothing he can’t do, or it seems, de gozaru.

Koga: There’s a lot he can’t do, surprisingly. Well, that or he’s just pretendin’ to be useless like the senile old man he acts like he is.

…There, and we should be good to go. What’s the program you were wantin’ to record? I’ll plug the data in while I’m at it.

Shinobu: Oh, umm, there’s a music program called Volcano Island that’ll be airing soon after this, de gozaru.

Koga: The one that Hinata and Yuutas appearin’ on?

Shinobu: Oh, you know about it too, Oogami-dono?

Koga: Well, it’s a famous show, ain’t it? I also was interested in it since 2wink’s performin’, I thought to watch it here too.

Shinobu: Ah, uhh, wanna watch it here with me, then? I’ll prepare you some tea, de gozaru! ♪

Koga: If I want tea I’ll make it myself. Don’t, if someone sees that they’ll think I’m treatin’ my juniors as servants, got it?

Hinata and Yuuta are no different, but everyone always doin’ it. Even though I never fuckin’ asked!

Hmph… But I guess it goes both ways, doesn’t it. It ain’t like they ever asked us to protect ‘em or help ‘em out, either.

I just was doin’ to others what I hate bein’ done to myself. Both of us were. Fuckin’ hell…

Shinobu: (N-Now Oogami-dono’s in a bad mood for some reason! I know he’s an incredibly kind and good person, but being scowled at is still so scary, de gozaru…!)

Koga: …Oh, it’s startin’. The hell are ya doin’? Sit down.

Shinobu: Oh, right…

(Eek! Why did I decide to watch the music program with a slightly scary senior? What have I done!?)

Yuuta: “♪~♪~♪”

Shinobu: Whoa! The show just started and Yuuta-kun’s singing right off the bat!

(Or rather! He’s performing with his hair in Aoi Byakuya-mode! What does this mean? Didn’t he say he was only going to be in that disguise for the meeting?

Koga: Ooh, so they let him sing the opening song for Volcano Island, huh? Talk about a fuckin’ break! That’s gotta be a huge honor, I’m sure.

Shinobu: I’m sure, de gozaru! I looked into it after it piqued my interest, apparently it’s one of the show producer’s signature songs he used to sing back when he was active.

Koga: Ooh, you’re well informed. As expected of a ninja!

Seems like that bigshot producer and that former top idol are really the same person, and they’re keepin’ it a secret from the public.

Shinobu: That looks to be the case, de gozaru. Nobody seems to have noticed, even though they have the same face.

Koga: I suppose it was just inevitable. That guy was famous for constantly superficially switchin’ up his style of expression to suit whatever was in at the time.

He’d switch bands to whoever was sellin’ the best at the time and boost his popularity by piggybacking on their success…

He was an opportunist—a bastard sellout, basically.

There’s plenty of people in similar positions nowadays, things like idols becoming producers, such as Cospro’s Glasses… but it must’ve been really rare at the time.

It’s like turnin’ into a different animal—Those who don’t notice won’t notice. I doubt they go holdin’ a formal press conference or anything.

Shinobu: Is that how it goes?

Koga: Yeah, it’s like that. People ain’t usually all too interested in other people, unlike you’d think. No matter how crazy obsessed you are with another idol, once you lose interest, they’re as good as a stranger.

In that bastard’s case, he changed his style so damn much that he lacked any individuality of his own.

You don’t really remember those kinds of people, do ya?

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#mirage #scout #translation #shinobu sengoku #koga oogami

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clotpolesonly · 7 months

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hi! i'm sort of new on tumblr and i was wondering if you had any advice on making friends or actually interacting with people here? it's really easy to engage with content but i'm having a hard time moving beyond that. ty so much!

don't be afraid to message people directly!!! i know it's intimidating, but somebody's gotta be the one to reach out first, and this site is full of anxious introverts who don't wanna bother anyone 😅

if you wanna, like, prime somebody beforehand (lol), engaging with their content and leaving conversational-sounding tags can be a good way. not everybody pays attention to their activity feed, but a lot of people do, and seeing the same chatty person in their tags on a regular basis can give them a fond "oh look!! that one!!!" feeling, and then you can feel a little better messaging them directly knowing that they're already a little familiar with your url.

making replies to posts or adding comments to reblogs can be a good point of contact, though that can be hit or miss. adding onto reblogs is really only welcomed if you've got something to say in conversation with the op (friendly/positive conversation, disagreement or criticism obviously is not received well, and if it's something aesthetic like a gifset, some people reeeaaally don't like having the aesthetic messed with lol. text posts safer to respond to directly than gifsets/edits. replies don't become part of the post as it circulates, though, so those are less risky.)

asks feel a little more removed, to me, than DMs too. like, sending an ask is just a liiiittle more formal than hopping into their private messages, if that makes you feel better about making first contact. asks are also, obviously publishable as posts, while DMs are strictly for person-to-person conversation.

above all, just remember that every name on the screen is a person. even the intimidatingly Cool™ ones are probably a totally average person blogging from their bed at 2am while eating nutella with a spoon. (or, in my case, blogging at 9am from their desk at work cuz they are still sleepy and don't wanna actually DO their work and are thusly procrastinating akdlfjgh)

message first! if it doesn't click, it doesn't click, but sometimes it really pays off ❤

#and the answer is #Anonymous

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anonymousinvisibility · 1 year

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On Blocking in the RPC

My stance on this has varied a bit over the years. When I first started this blog I was staunchly against blocking of any kind. Gradually, as I opened myself up to others’ experiences I began to recognize that sometimes blocking is the best option, and sometimes it also makes more sense to do it without talking to the other person first.

For example, there’s absolutely no reason to message a stranger who’s blog/post/comment/etc. you didn’t like and tell them you disagree, so you’re blocking them. In fact, regardless of the reason for blocking, if the person is someone you’ve never talked with or interacted with on any kind of personal level, then why on earth would you contact them before blocking? Not only is it more trouble than it’s worth, it could potentially cause the other person undue stress, too.

Another situation where blocking without communication might happen is with someone you’ve been trying to interact with. Maybe you’ve only talked once or twice, and you feel like they’re stonewalling you. Maybe you’ve waited the last 6 months for a reply to a message while watching them RP with other people every day. They’re not really a friend; there was never time for that connection to develop. I could see blocking someone like that without talking to them first. After all, you’ve tried talking to them and it hasn’t been working. Even if the threat of you walking away made them suddenly more chatty, it probably wouldn’t last, and then you’d be right back where you started.

I can also fully understand blocking people who refuse to take ‘no’ for an answer. Something has happened - you’ve had a falling out, or you’ve told them you want to drop their RPs - whatever it is, they won’t stop messaging you, or liking your posts, or doing whatever they can to keep their presence front and center on your blog. Talking to a person like that isn’t going to do anything. Again - you’ve tried talking before and it didn’t work. There’s no reason to assume it will now. So, you block without another word.

Finally, I can even understand blocking a partner without talking to them if you 100% KNOW they’re going to take it badly and get SUPER angry about it (based on previous first person accounts) and you don’t want to deal with the fallout. Basically - you already know with certainty that talking will do more harm than good, so blocking and walking away is the only viable option.

What I can’t - and will NEVER understand - is the notion that it’s ‘okay’ to block someone who thought they were your friend without offering them a single word of explanation first. The most common excuse I see for this behavior is usually something along the lines of, ‘Oh, well, I’m super anxious about things and blocking without telling them was just the easiest thing because of my anxiety.’ Do people not realize how shallow and selfish that sounds? What you’re saying is ‘My emotions are more important than this other person’s, so I’m going to make them suffer so that I don’t have to.’

Doing that to someone you called a ‘friend’ tells them loud and clear, ‘I don’t care about you, and I’ve never cared about you; my comfort will always be more important than yours.” You don’t do that to friends - to people you care about. Not if you REALLY care about them. From where I sit, it takes a very cold and callous person to call someone a friend, and then turn around and ghost them like that - acting like it’s ‘normal’ and you haven’t done anything wrong. And if the person you hurt has the ‘gall’ to try and say something? Suddenly, you act all affronted and ‘victimized.’

When I talk about how it’s not okay to block people, these are the people I’m talking to. These ‘OMG! I’m the victim here! How dare you tell people how much I hurt you! My anxiety is WAY more important than your feelings!’ people - they’re the ones I try to keep as far away from me and my blogs as possible. People who are willing to consistently cause emotional harm to others (and then bray about how they haven’t really hurt anyone and people just need to ‘get over it’) aren’t people I ever want in my life.

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countlessrealities · 1 year

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WHAT NOT TO DO WHEN INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG - Customizable Edition

BASICS !

Name / Alias: Scotty

Pronouns: they / them

Type of muses: canon | OCs | both | other (specify)

GENERALITIES !

Triggers people MUST tag: rape, non-con, suicide, pregnancy

Interest tracker / checker: I have it and it's mandatory | I have it, it's not mandatory but I'm more likely to follow back / interact with the people who fill it | I have one and I prefer it if people fill it in | I have it but it's to people whether to fill it or not | I don't have one | other (specify)

Rule passwords: I have one and it's mandatory | I have one and it's optional | I don't have one | I send passwords | I don't sent passwords | Sending passwords (and in general contacting people who don't follow me back) makes me anxious, so most of the times I don't follow blogs that require for a password to be sent. I've been trying to get over it, but it's still a work in progress.

3-5 ESSENTIAL RULES PEOPLE HAVE TO RESPECT

I ask people to like my pinned post, to let me know that they have read my rules. It's the rule most people don't follow, and it frankly leads me to believe that they don't read them

If you want to drop a thread, that's totally fine, but I ask to be warned, so I can remove it from my tracker and we can start new interactions

I ship with chemistry, and that takes time to build. If you're looking for instant shipping, I'm not the right person for it

3-5 IMPORTANT PET PEEVES TO KEEP IN MIND

Untagged posts / untagged NSFW, or too fancy tags that are hard to blacklist

People who try to force their personal headcanons / views about my muses on others

Having to do all the work and seeing my efforts not returned in the slightest. This goes for plotting, showing interest, sending memes, etc

People who don't specify muses when sending memes / liking starter calls and inbox calls / the likes

People showing blunt favouritism for specific RP partners and ignoring everyone else

2-5 THINGS THAT WILL LEAD TO INSTANT (SOFT)BLOCKING

Untagged, extremely graphic sexual content [hard block]

If the mun has a habit of reblogging callout posts / engaging in drama [soft / hard block depending on the kind of drama]

Replies formatted so much that they are hard to read [soft block]

2-5 THINGS THAT LEAD ME TO UNFOLLOW / SOFTBLOCK A MUTUAL / SOMEONE I INTERACT WITH

Being harassed for replies or anything else via asks / IMs / any other communication means [hard block]

Finding out that the person I'm interacting with is involved in anon hate, cyber-bullying and the likes. And yes, this includes harassing people for critically consuming / engaging in content that you consider “problematic” [hard block]

Being repeatedly ghosted [soft block]

Having my threads repeatedly dropped without warning and without the other person ever reaching out to start new interactions [soft block]

2-5 REASON YOU DON'T TO FOLLOW (BACK) SOMEONE

Too much OOC content, and with that I mean more OOC post than writing / RP-related content

The blog doesn't have rules / muses pages

I don't vibe with the writing

I don't know how to interact with the muses / I can't see which of my muses the other person is interested in

Any of the things listed in the sections above

taken from: @justmemethings tagging: steal it !

#[ ooc :: mun scotty on comm ]#[ ooc :: about the mun ]#[ ooc :: blog info ]#[ ooc :: dash games ]#;; queue

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pfqsewers · 11 months

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have u seen the conversations on realpokefarmconfessions? people mistook a random user for another disliked one, and sent a decent amount of hate about how this user was cringey and annoying. even when it was revealed they weren’t the same user, they’re still being quite mean about it. i don’t like that they said and published so many rude things about someone unfairly and then defended themselves when they had no right to be so cruel to a random user. ik it’s a place to vent but it feels very mean spirited :/

I just checked what happened there.. Note: this is me just sharing my personal opinion, the owner of realpokefarmconfessions can run the blog in any way they want as they have right to do so! I assure you there's no bad blood in my reply. I know running blog like that is hard, dealing with various people might be challenging sometimes and its also hard to predict how people would react to someone's opinion, but every owner of blog has their own way of running it. It seems that the mod allowed to spread the hate toward that one random person? and it kinda pushed others to do the same thing?… imo this has gone too far. It's very easy to go from mere criticism to bullying under the influence of emotions - I've seen this enough on the internet. of course, emotions are a normal thing, we all have them, i just prefer people writing asks to write about someone as "an user", "a person on pfq", "there's a person who", etc. - it even allows the person who notices that it may be about them to improve in some way. Let's think about it: when we write someone's name there, that person may notice it and be very anxious about it, they know that others on the site may look at them… not very friendly after reading it, and it takes away their chance to improve theirs behavior (since the internet doesn't forget things, people still point out others' past and tend to blindly mirror opinions without checking them). they can also feel surrounded and this might result in a bad mental state, may even lead this person to hurt themselves… depends on how they take it, but can feel very overwhelmed by negative emotions. Not everyone handles hate and bullying well. in fact we are all there for one thing - we just want to play the game, so maybe… we should try to not ruin the game for others? i think that a significant part of users would rather not want their username to appear outside pfq (I doubt that any of the regular users would be delighted to see their name off the page where they play). We're all anonymous on this blog, so why a regular user from pfq should be mentioned here? (with exceptions of very dangerous people, but with a proof as its very easy to throw random accusations at others) Staff as "public figures" who signed up for it must know that not everyone will like them, even if they're "special someone" on the site - they know well that they can get criticism and hate (they kinda… agreed to this by becoming a member of staff? like every public figure), so it's okay to name them. As for regular users - please be discreet about their usernames, i don't want any bullying here. Yes, of course, you can vent if someone bothers you a lot! it's normal that sometimes you need to talk about it, you have the right to do so, and thanks to not dropping the username you can feel that hardly anyone/a small number of people will notice who it is, so this person may be safe from negative attention. i know that some people can frustrate us a lot, but we can't take away the fun from them and get rid of them from the site - you can't choose people with whom you will play, but you can choose those with whom you want to establish closer contact. Stay safe, people! You and your feelings matter! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

#pfq #pokefarm #pokefarm q #pokefarm drama #pokefarm tea

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autistic-clownfish · 11 months

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Intro post

Hi! I’m Dorian, and my other blogs include @bacchant-of-dionysus and my main blog is @thedivineenbian so replies come from there.

This is my autism and special interest blog! I have a special interest in clownfish and l’m a massive fan of Lord of the Rings. I am also trans (he/him). I am a late diagnosed level 2 autistic. This means my social skills and communication are significantly impaired, and I need rituals and routine to feel safe - I can become very anxious and shut down in response to change. I currently work part time as an educator in a childcare centre and would like to run my own family daycare with my partner and a max of five kids.

Because of my autism, i experience:

Verbal shutdown, situational mutism and talk tiredness

Shutdowns and sensory overload that leaves me rocking, covering my ears, shutting my eyes and trying to go to sleep or dissociate to avoid stimulation. I may lash out if you try to touch me during this time.

A very black and white rigid worldview

Taking things very literally and struggling to understand jokes - often struggling with metaphors

Extreme difficulty making friends

Inability to make small talk and difficulty conversing around things that do not interest me

Blunted affect

Limited body language

Inability to read body language and facial expressions

Difficulty making eye contact correctly. I either cannot make eye contact or force myself to stare into people’s eyes.

Difficulty masking - I don’t know how to make myself look neurotypical. I cannot mask my social deficits. It’s not something I can really learn or mimic as I fundamentally lack insight into how I am different from others.

Needing rituals at night, such as someone to tuck me into bed, and until very recently, sit with me and stroke my hair until I fall asleep.

Disturbed sleep

Trouble empathising at times, and overempathising other times

A strong need to follow rules, even when the rules don’t make sense, because breaking the rules makes me intensely anxious.

Sensitivity to noise, loud noise, too many noises at once, high pitch noises etc. I wear earplugs to help dull this.

Sensitivity to texture, especially in fabrics, but also in food. Fat and gristle triggers my gag reflex, microfibre makes me move my arms jerkily and attempt to rub the texture off my hands by touching a safe texture.

A surprisingly heightened ability to imagine objects in my head, to the point of being able to rotate 3D objects, but struggling to visualise settings, characters etc. in fiction.

Intense, burning interests in certain things. Due to my ADHD, these interests often rotate and change or I get stagnant and bored.

Stimming by rocking, jiggling hands, rubbing feet together, bouncing leg, and at times, through self harming behaviours like head banging and biting.

Things that make me happy:

Puffy stickers

Clownfish

Tropical fish in general

Dinosaurs

Plush toys

Kawaii and Japanese plushies and designs

Pastel colours

Swords

Lord of the Rings

Things that make me sad:

Racism

Homo/transphobia

Bad textures

Big emotions

Other people’s feelings

Pets dying/being sick

The beginning of finding nemo

The nursery rhyme about the little ducks that don’t come back

Flat headphones

Earplugs too big for my ears

#autism #autistic #actually autistic #level 2 autistic #level 2 autism #clownfish #reef tank #saltwater fish #marine aquarium

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thecursedhellblazer · 1 year

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WHAT NOT TO DO WHEN INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG - Customizable Edition

BASICS !

Name / Alias: Scotty

Pronouns: they / them

Type of muses: canon | OCs | both | other (specify)

GENERALITIES !

Triggers people MUST tag: rape, non-con, suicide, pregnancy

3-5 ESSENTIAL RULES PEOPLE HAVE TO RESPECT

I ask people to like my pinned post, to let me know that they have read my rules. It's the rule most people don't follow, and it frankly leads me to believe that they don't read them

If you want to drop a thread, that's totally fine, but I ask to be warned, so I can remove it from my tracker and we can start new interactions

I ship with chemistry, and that takes time to build. If you're looking for instant shipping, I'm not the right person for it

3-5 IMPORTANT PET PEEVES TO KEEP IN MIND

Untagged posts / untagged NSFW, or too fancy tags that are hard to blacklist

People who try to force their personal headcanons / views about my muses on others

Having to make all the work and seeing my efforts not returned in the slightest. This goes for plotting, showing interest, sending memes, etc

People who don't specify muses when sending memes / liking starter calls and inbox calls / the likes

People showing blunt favouritism for specific RP partners and ignoring everyone else

2-5 THINGS THAT WILL LEAD TO INSTANT (SOFT)BLOCKING

Untagged, extremely graphic sexual content [hard block]

If the mun has a habit of reblogging callout posts / engaging in drama [soft / hard blog depending on the kind of drama]

Replies formatted so much that they are hard to read [soft block]

2-5 THINGS THAT LEAD ME TO UNFOLLOW / SOFTBLOCK A MUTUAL / SOMEONE I INTERACT WITH

Being harassed for replies or anything else via asks / IMs / any other communication means [hard block]

Being repeatedly ghosted [soft block]

Having my threads repeatedly dropped without warning and without the other person ever reaching out to start new interactions [soft block]

2-5 REASON YOU DON'T TO FOLLOW (BACK) SOMEONE

Too much OOC content, and with that I mean more OOC post than writing / RP-related content

The blog doesn't have rules / muses pages

I don't vibe with the writing

I don't know how to interact with the muses / I can't see which of my muses the other person is interested in

Any of the thinks listed in the sections above

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collidingxworlds · 1 year

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WHAT NOT TO DO WHEN INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG - Customizable Edition

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Name / Alias: Scotty

Pronouns: they / them

Type of muses: canon | OCs | both | other (specify)

GENERALITIES !

Triggers people MUST tag: rape, non-con, suicide, pregnancy

3-5 ESSENTIAL RULES PEOPLE HAVE TO RESPECT

I ask people to like my pinned post, to let me know that they have read my rules. It's the rule most people don't follow, and it frankly leads me to believe that they don't read them

If you want to drop a thread, that's totally fine, but I ask to be warned, so I can remove it from my tracker and we can start new interactions

I ship with chemistry, and that takes time to build. If you're looking for instant shipping, I'm not the right person for it

3-5 IMPORTANT PET PEEVES TO KEEP IN MIND

Untagged posts / untagged NSFW, or too fancy tags that are hard to blacklist

People who try to force their personal headcanons / views about my muses on others

Having to make all the work and seeing my efforts not returned in the slightest. This goes for plotting, showing interest, sending memes, etc

People who don't specify muses when sending memes / liking starter calls and inbox calls / the likes

People showing blunt favouritism for specific RP partners and ignoring everyone else

2-5 THINGS THAT WILL LEAD TO INSTANT (SOFT)BLOCKING

Untagged, extremely graphic sexual content [hard block]

If the mun has a habit of reblogging callout posts / engaging in drama [soft / hard blog depending on the kind of drama]

Replies formatted so much that they are hard to read [soft block]

2-5 THINGS THAT LEAD ME TO UNFOLLOW / SOFTBLOCK A MUTUAL / SOMEONE I INTERACT WITH

Being harassed for replies or anything else via asks / IMs / any other communication means [hard block]

Being repeatedly ghosted [soft block]

Having my threads repeatedly dropped without warning and without the other person ever reaching out to start new interactions [soft block]

2-5 REASON YOU DON'T TO FOLLOW (BACK) SOMEONE

Too much OOC content, and with that I mean more OOC post than writing / RP-related content

The blog doesn't have rules / muses pages

I don't vibe with the writing

I don't know how to interact with the muses / I can't see which of my muses the other person is interested in

Any of the thinks listed in the sections above

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animatedrapture · 3 years

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"𝖐𝖎𝖘𝖘 𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖞" — suna rintarou ;

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: suna rintarō is so much more than his bored eyes, the blunt between his lips, and his tendency to slack off—luckily, you're one of the very few people who know this; especially after he comes home to you sullen after finding out he didn't make it to the olympic players.

𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖘: female reader. fluff—established relationship. angst if you squint. comfort. mention of drug use. like, one swear word.

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 2k

𝖛𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖙'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊: in lieu of the influx of toxic stoner!suna content, i offer you a piece of appreciation towards him and all that he is. i was meaning to post this in my new blog but i thought there's so much of you here who would appreciate and need this more. written on a whim at 1AM and didn't proofread so for any errors, gomen. repost because tumblr tagging hates me. cross posted on ao3 under the same username. original post here. this was written before we got information that he actually made it to the olympic team. furudate really told me to stfu, huh?

It's you who find out first that there is truly so much more to Suna Rintarō than his expressionless exterior, sleepy eyes, and bored gaze towards even the most ridiculous situations. It's when his self assured stance dwindled as he walked towards you once upon a time, introducing himself first before asking you for your number.

"My number?" You echoed his request, trying your best not to gawk at his attractive features and six foot two stature towering over you so easily; making you feel oh so small. (Which is funny, given that you were already standing straight on your heels.)

"If you don't mind, 's cool if you say no," he replies, tearing his gaze from you as if he was actually anxious you'd say no.

It's funny, really. It's not every day a famous pro-athlete known for both his good looks and skills walk up to you, asking for your number and actually considering you'd say no to him and his pretty features—in fact, nevermind that he was pretty, it was more the fact that he wasn't so full of himself to actually think you wouldn't say no.

That's what makes you nod your head; your heart already beating right out of your chest as he gives you a lazy grin and his phone to press your number in. When you're done, you hand it back to him and you mentally pat yourself at the back for not visibly trembling.

"Y/N?" He reads your name from the contact information, and good God, did your name sound so beautiful coming out of his mouth. He doesn't wait for your reply anymore, looking back at you from his phone, the lazy smile still across his lips as if he knew it was a heart killer.

"Thanks, I'll text you later," is the last thing he said before he walked away from you.

It didn't take long for you to fall in love with someone like Suna Rintarō—underneath his detached personality also lied someone who was truly passionate with the things he set his mind to, gave his time to. Like you or volleyball or the video game he's been waiting to release for a whole month—it only had to be something or someone who was special enough, then, he would give it his all.

The smoke that filled his lungs occasionally did nothing to lessen your own intoxication of Suna Rintarō and his passions—because every exhale, his dark green eyes would meet yours and oh so easily, he offers you that same lazy smile yet one that was dripping with affection.

"Should you even be smoking that, Rintarō?" You had questioned him before, about the second time you've seen him put the rolled blunt in between his soft lips, inhaling it.

"It's a once in a while kinda thing, you don't actually think I'd sacrifice my career for this don'tcha?" He grins at you, amusement flooding his usually bored eyes — now glazed over with the effects of the weed—from the way he gazes at you with an eyebrow raised.

It's when you realize that Suna Rintarō was independent and knew what he was doing—did what he did with full awareness, full control, full flexibility. It's as if who he was in court was who he was in person as well.

"You're really interesting, y'know that Rin?" You had mumbled against his chest once before, it was at the first few months of dating—he had one of his arms around you with you cuddled on his side, watching a movie from his couch.

"Yeah?"

"I mean—you've always been so good at what you do, huh? But you still work for it."

"What makes you say that?" You can feel him looking down on face against his chest.

"C'mon, don't be silly. You were scouted at middle school and you only got better as you grew up!" You say, finally moving your head to meet his gaze.

But all you get is a flick on your forehead and his low chuckle, "'s not that deep, y/n," he answers.

But you already knew better.

Suna isn't one for words, and no matter how much you insist that he was beyond the description of words, he only rolls his narrowed eyes at you. You find out Suna Rintarō, your boyfriend, was a huge inspiration during your sixth month together when you finally met his little sister.

It's hard to say it wasn't amusing how snarky she was, just as he was to his friends whom you've met a few times before—Atsumu and Osamu Miya, you remember. She's quick with her tongue, easily retorting back to her brother's comments.

"Are you sure you didn't just pay Y/N-san to be your girlfriend, nii-san?"

"Nah, you still jealous I came out prettier than you?" Suna bites back, a teasing grin plastered across his face. His sister only scoffs, looking back at you.

"You can tell me if he blackmailed you to come here!" She attempts to whisper. You're not sure whether you should be worried or continue to laugh, but you do neither as you choke on the drink you were sipping on right as she told you this.

"Shit, Y/N," Suna curses as you cough, your throat burning at the drink's intrusion, but Suna's quick to rub soothingly against your back as he offers you his water, his eyes glazed over in panic.

"You okay?" He asks when you stopped coughing, and you nod in response—throat remaining slightly sore. Suna lets out an aggravated groan, "Be careful next time," he manages to scold you, but oddly enough, his words remain saccharine.

There's something about the way that his little sister doesn't seem the least bit surprised with his reaction that somehow lets you know that perhaps, Suna Rintarō might just be quite the caring brother behind closed doors.

After that, it was when Suna excused himself to take a call from his manager, leaving you with his sister.

"Hey, nee-san, promise you'll take care of Rin-nii? You won't break his heart, will you?" His sister asks, eyes gleaming with something akin to hope, expectation, wonder. It easily takes you by surprise.

"Don't you worry, I'll promise I'll take care of him, promise I won't break his heart," your voice easily softens, nodding. His little sister's gaze remains on you, as if she's assessing you and as if she would easily tell whether or not you meant the words that came out of your mouth.

It makes you hold a breath until she nods slowly, smiling at you lightly just as Suna comes walking back, eyebrows raised, knowing he must've missed something.

"Whatcha girls talkin' bout?" He asked as he slipped back on his seat beside you.

"None of your business, obviously," his sister quickly answers.

They're truly quite similar, it's enough to make you smile and get through meeting his little sister until both of you dropped her off back to the train station.

"What'd she tell you?" Suna nudged you after seeing her train leave.

"Nothing, Rin," you answered with a wide smile, leaning up to place a chaste kiss against his lips—yet just as you pull away, one of his hands has found its way behind your neck, pulling you back to him.

You never thought a kiss could feel so loving before—but it really seemed as if Suna Rintarō had a knack for proving you wrong, over and over again.

It was the day that the Olympic team was announced when you see so much more of Suna Rintarō. Quick like the blink of an eye, or lightning that leaves the thunder chasing it; Suna felt the exhaustion, the pressure, the burnt-out feeling that's been repressed in the back of his head. It comes to him, crashing down like boulders not just on his shoulders but weighing down every part of his body.

Did he lack somewhere? He wonders. Where did that lacking end and start? What could have he done? Was it training, where he spent most of his time now? Suna had end up seeing you less and less since the drafting of olympic players started and you've been nothing but patient.

What was he supposed to tell you? After all the time it has stolen away from you—that he didn't make it?

When he opened the door to your shared apartment, he doesn't look up at you with a relieved sigh as he usually would—he avoids you gaze entirely, he avoids your observing eyes from the couch you sat on, watching him slowly shrug his shoes off.

"I'm just gonn—" he started, about to make an excuse to avoid looking at you.

"Prepared your bath, Rin. C'mon," Suna hears you say but it doesn't sink in his head, watching you take his hand, leading him to the bathroom.

Suna remains silent as he looks down on the bath you prepared for him, warm and inviting.

"Meet me in the kitchen when you're done, okay?" He hears you say, followed by the echo of your footsteps walking away.

You easily understand that Suna Rintarō was more than his talents, his efforts, and every little thing about him when you feel his large arms wrapped around you, his broad chest pressed against your back and his face buried on the crook of your neck. His fresh scent right out of the shower engulfing you and invading your senses, flooding you with him.

"'m sorry, bunny," he mumbles.

"You have nothing to be sorry about, Ri—"

"It's odd, thought I'd pull it off, thought it'd be nothin' if I didn't make it. Don't know why I'm so upset right now," he continues, cutting you off, "Been so patient for me too, bunny. Thought I'd be nice to make you proud, ya know?"

Your sigh comes out sharp from the heavy feeling from your chest, not knowing what to do to make him feel better—like he did with you, always knowing his way around your low moments.

You wriggle out of his arms, making him grumble until you fully face him. He looks back at you with a small frown, eyebrows furrowed, watching your expression.

"I'm always proud of you, Rin. Olympic player or not, you make me so proud," you speak softly, your hands cupping each side of his face.

"Don't even get why it matters to me this much, it's just—" it was your turn to cut him off, tipping your toes to press a lingering kiss against his lips. Suna smiles against your lips, carrying you to sit on the kitchen counter like he always did—knowing you always would have to tip on your toes to reach him.

Soon, the lingering kiss turns slow and passionate—lips softly grazing the other, and it feels more like pouring the heavy weight of love out of your chest and into the other. A kiss so loving, so reassuring, so passionate—the kind that easily takes your breath away and makes your mind go blank. When Suna pulls away, he rests his forehead against yours, breathing heavily. You smile at him because it's all you can do when your heart feels like it's going to leap out of your throat just to offer itself to him entirely—and Suna smiles back at you, pecking your lips before wrapping his arms around you again, resting his chin on your shoulder.

You run your fingers through his hair, hoping it would help soothe him, and then you say, "I promise that you'll make it next year, Rin. I'll be with you now, and I'll still be with you then."

It only makes him hold you tighter, closer to him, "I love you, Y/N."

"I love you, Rintarō. You deserve the world and all the stars in the galaxy."

"'s too bad there's nothin' more I need than you, then."

That's what Suna tells you—Suna, who was smoke in his lungs, dumb videos of the twins to blackmail them with, little mistakes, bored eyes, and lazy attitude. The same Suna who was slow kisses, passion, and genuine smiles reserved for you—the same Suna who gave his passions his all, the same Suna who held you securely in his arms every night, the same Suna his little sister admired. Most of all, the same Suna Rintarō you loved with every beat of your heart, every fibre of your being.

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wrenhyperfixates · 3 years

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A Kiss at Midnight

Pairing: Loki x reader Summary: At Tony’s New Year’s Party, you notice Loki is upset. He’s hesitant to tell you what’s wrong, but when he finally confesses, the coming year suddenly seems so much brighter. Warnings: mainly fluff with just a tiny bit of angst A/N: Happy New Year everyone! May it be filled with nothing but love and joy. Thank you all for supporting me. I’m looking forward to producing even more content in the coming year! Enjoy :)

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Yet another party was raging on around you. There had been far too many this past year, in your opinion. At least this one wasn’t just because Tony was throwing it on a whim. No, tonight was New Year’s Eve. Even so, you would argue that the music was blasting just a little too loud, and everyone was shouting just a little too much. Maybe those were directly affecting each other, you thought with a small laugh.

You glanced over to where the God of Mischief, your best friend, was standing, looking rather glum. After having made the rounds, you were on your way to the corner he had sequestered himself in. If there was anyone who disliked these parties more than you, it was Loki. Too many people, too many glares, he would tell you. It made your heart break a little more every time. Despite your best efforts, you’d only found one reporter willing to write an article on Loki in a positive light, and they only ran a small, though considerably popular, blog. Everyone else just seemed to think it too much of a risk. All these depressing thoughts brought a frown to your face as you approached the god.

“Darling, is everything alright?” he questioned once you reached him. “Are you feeling ill? Or perhaps it is just this blasted party?”

“The second one, I suppose,” you chuckled. “I’m more worried about you, though. How are you doing?”

It still always took Loki aback for a second when you asked him something like that. He smiled at you and took your hand, running his thumb over your knuckles. It made your heart skip a few beats. Yes, he was your best friend, but you wished he was even more than that. But he needed this friendship, you knew, and you wouldn’t take that from him if the feelings weren’t reciprocated. And let’s face it, it was unfathomable that he did return them. After all, you were just you, and he was a literal god. You pushed the thought out of your mind as he replied.

“Oh, same issue as you, really. You know these parties are not really my speed,” he said, wrinkling his nose. “I must say, however, that they are far more bearable when you are by my side. Dare I say, even enjoyable.”

You giggled a little as that beautiful glint you loved returned to his eyes. “Then perhaps you’ll indulge me and join me for a dance?”

“I suppose I will,” he sighed in mock exasperation. “But only because you asked so nicely.”

Still holding your hand, he led you to the dance floor. Of course, as soon as you made it there, a slow song began to play. Just your luck, you thought, though you weren’t sure if it was good or bad. On the one hand, you were getting to dance with your crush. On the other, it was a painful reminder that was all this was; you weren’t actually dating the beautiful god.

You shyly smiled up at Loki, afraid you were about to make a fool of yourself. Knowing he was far more graceful than you, you let him take the lead. Your right hand stayed clasped in his left, as his other hand guided your left one to his shoulder before settling on your waist. He gently tugged you closer so that your chests were pressed together, your head naturally dropping to rest on his shoulder. It seemed to surprise him that you didn’t mind being so close, but once he got accustomed to the idea, he placed his head atop yours. It was a perfect moment, and you pushed all your anxious thoughts out of the way so you could just enjoy it.

“Thank you, Loki. For dancing with me, I mean,” you said as the music stopped, lifting your head but standing just as close. “That was amazing.”

“Thank you, too, darling. I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I do not suppose you would want to stay and dance again?” he asked, uncertainty obvious in his voice.

Before you could answer, Peter came pushing through the crowd, calling your name over the constant noise. You gave Loki an apologetic look and pulled away to greet the boy as he reached you.

“The foosball table is finally open!” Peter exclaimed. “Mr. Bucky is just finishing his game with Mr. Rogers, and then it’s all ours. Oh, and hi Mr. Loki. Do you want to come too? You can play the winner.”

“That is alright, spiderling. I will skip, but thank you for the generous offer. You two have fun.”

“Ok. If you’re sure,” you said. You squeezed Loki’s hand one more time before leaving. “I’ll see you later, ok?”

He nodded his head and walked in the opposite direction Peter led you. You sighed, assuming that he went back to his corner. Was it bad you already missed being held against him? Probably, but you couldn’t help it. Maybe if you were lucky, he’d still be in the mood to dance again later. Even if it wasn’t another slow dance, maybe he would hold your hand as he spun you round the floor.

After three games of foosball with Peter, two of which you lost, you got a couple Shirley Temples: one for you and one for Loki. Unfortunately, he wasn’t where you expected him to be, and your eyes scoured the room to find him. It was like he had disappeared. Then you spotted the door to the roof and were struck with the gut feeling that you’d find him out there. Still holding the drinks, you pushed the door open with your back. Your eyes immediately landed on Loki, his arms leaning on the railing as he stared off to some unknown point in the distance.

“Hey,” you said, offering him a glass, which he accepted with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. You leaned back against the railing, too. “I was looking for you. What are you doing our here?”

“Just taking a break from the crowd, I guess,” he replied with an unconvincing shrug. “How did your game go?”

“I lost, but it was fun.”

“That is good.”

“Yeah.”

You lapsed into silence, some unspoken issue in the air between you. The last thing you wanted to do was pressure Loki into telling you what was going on, but you could see something was wrong. It upset you that he didn’t trust you enough to let you in, but even more than that, you were upset that he was going through anything in the first place. Instead, you decided to focus on something positive.

“Here’s to another year of friendship,” you said, raising your glass in a toast. “I look forward to it, Loki.”

“Yes. Another year of...friendship,” he echoed, halfheartedly lifting his drink, too, though you could tell he was doing his best to be more enthusiastic.

“Ok, that’s it. Tell me what’s up. You know you can trust me with anything, right?” you asked, laying a hand on his arm.

“Yes. After all, it is like you said; we are friends.” He practically spat the last word, and you involuntarily flinched away from him a little, feeling bad when a look of hurt danced across his features. “I am sorry, darling. I should not have lost my temper. You’ve done nothing wrong.”

“Maybe so, but something’s wrong. I know you didn’t mean it, but I also know that something is bothering you.”

“Oh, darling.” He set your drinks down on a nearby table and cupped your cheeks. “What did I ever do to deserve you?”

“You were just yourself, Loki,” you replied, putting your hands on top of his. “That’s what you did.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he reopened them, his blue-green irises bore deep into your soul. “If I confess something to you now, do you promise to tell no one else?”

“Loki, of course. Your secret’s safe with me.”

His eyes searched yours for another minute before he backed away from you. Your hands dropped to your side as he paced a little. You already missed the contact. He was still obviously on the fence of whether or not he should tell you whatever was on his mind. You nervously rocked back and forth on your heels as you felt his own palpable anxiety in the click click click of his shoes on the floor. Suddenly, he stopped in front of you and stared at you for another moment more.

“I am in love with you,” he blurted out, visibly cringing at his lack of eloquence. He took a deep breath and tried again. “What I mean to say is, well, what I said. I am in love with you. And while I value your friendship more than anything else in this world, I have come to desire more.”

“What?” you gasped in utter disbelief. “Loki. I don’t believe this.”

“It is ok if you do not feel the same,” he said, taking a step back. “Nothing has to change if you do not want it to. But, please, I do not want to lose you completely.”

“No, Loki,” you hurried to fix the misunderstanding. You took a step forward so that the distance he’d put between you was gone. “I don’t believe it because I do feel the same. I just never imagined that you did.”

“You truly do?”

“With all my heart.”

At the same time, you both moved to close the gap between you, kissing each other with a passion too long hidden. As you stood there, two hearts becoming one, you could hear the people inside begin the countdown. You pulled away, eyes shining and lips red.

“I propose a new toast,” you began. “To our new relationship in a new year. To our love.”

“To our love,” he echoed again, much happier this time. “Forever and always.”

“Forever and always.”

As the countdown reached its end, you and Loki kissed again, sealing the promise you’d made. Here with Loki, you knew one thing for sure: This was going to be a good year.

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rosaliepostsstuff · 3 years

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Yours truly - epilogue

warnings: food mentions, vague mention of war, a disgustingly sweet happy ending

word count: 2369

a/n: haha! you thought the series was over? well, now it will be. i totally did not cry while writing this, no no. also - i recommend, if you’re reading on desktop, open this on my blog. i recently changed my theme and i think the layout is great for reading.

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It felt odd. Exciting and nerve-wracking at once.

You tried to go about your day as usual. Occupying your overthinking mind with last bits of unpacking and tidying your room.

The idea seemed strange to your parents at first, that a friend of yours would come by for a visit the day after you arrived back at home. Which, after a month away, to them was equal to knocking on your door as soon as you closed it behind yourself.

It was the first time you had to have that type of conversation with your parents, naturally, it felt awkward. But when you told them the truth, they were respectful.

The hand of the clock on your bedroom’s wall, right above your desk, was getting dangerously close to 1.

You changed your clothes and put your hair up, just to sit behind your desk, having nothing else to do. That’s when the clock really started racing. It was a few minutes to 1 PM when your mum called from downstairs.

It was like nothing else you’ve felt before. Like meeting someone you know so well, and yet a completely new person.

Of course, you knew Fred from school. Who didn’t, at least from the rumours? And you had been one of the people that were on speaking terms with him, sharing a few classes, some mutual friends.

Fred never seemed like the type of guy that would be into you. You didn’t hold any significant feelings towards him back then, to be bothered by it, it was just a fact. You enjoyed interactions with him, nonetheless. Maybe subconsciously, enjoyed the rare attention received from him. And maybe that was the reason you had agreed to give him your address at the end of last term, instead of telling him to sod off.

Since then, you were lucky enough to catch a glimpse of a different side of him. To fall in love with him.

And how much has he changed. Not only physically, having his hair cut short and growing yet another few centimetres. The biggest change happened inside.

It was better than he could’ve ever imagined. When he felt all those things while still at school, he couldn’t have expected what would come out of it. Nothing he’s ever experienced was quite like this.

At the end of last term when he realised that - caught up in everything that was happening - he hasn’t made any progress with you, he came up with the idea of writing letters throughout the summer on the spot, running to catch up to you in one of the courtyards. Best he hoped for was some banter, maybe getting to know you a little better. Mostly, just making sure you didn’t grow apart throughout those long, two months – or even worse, start dating somebody else - so that he could properly take action as soon as September rolled around. He couldn’t know he’d fall in completely. Or that you’d fall too. And that he’d be welcomed in by your mum at that very moment.

You waited at the top of the stairs. The bannister you held onto could’ve been the only thing keeping you from collapsing once he appeared at the bottom and looked into your eyes. With that damn smile.

You didn’t know what that moment would look like before it happened. In your head, you wanted to hug Fred, hold him, kiss him. You were in love with him - you wanted all that. But you didn’t know if you could, meeting him for the first time. Would you still want that with a person you hadn’t actually developed any physical closeness with?

But once more, his words came useful, as you realised you had worried unnecessarily.

‘Stop overthinking and enjoy the ride, sweetheart.’ – he advised you a while ago.

So when he ran up the stairs your arms outstretched themselves on their own accord, waiting.

“Hi,” you giggled while he wrapped his arms around your waist, picking you up in a tight hug. His emotions exhibited themselves in a spin he gave you. Pressing your face to the crook of his neck, you recognised the scent you knew from his letters before he put you back down.

“Hi,” he replied, finally, pulling away from the hug a bit to look at you once more. His hands still rested on your waist and as he looked into your eyes and both of you thought the same thing. It was the perfect opportunity for a kiss.

Fred swallowed, running his eyes over your face, taking it in.

“Good to finally see you,” he said, standing straight, and you chuckled, letting him know the feeling was mutual.

Seeing Fred Weasley in your room, your personal space, felt odd as well. Once again, the thought of being lucky enough to call yourself his girlfriend (even though the two of you haven’t specified your relationship just yet) appeared in your mind. But he called you that.

And there he was, standing in the middle of your bedroom, looking around. Looking even more handsome than you remembered. You wanted to learn Fred, learn him physically.

He turned back to you and you locked eyes as he caught you with that shy, yet giddy smile on your face. The smile you got back in return made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. With newfound confidence you stepped closer to him and took his hand, intertwining your fingers together. It fit perfectly, like magic.

“See, that’s the wardrobe door I told you about in the letter, that gave me this battle scar,” you told him, pointing at the piece of furniture first, then the faint mark left on the skin of your arm.

Fred didn’t hesitate to take your arm in his hand and brush his thumb over the scar. Apparently, Fred was very touchy. It was exhilarating, but nice. You could get used to that.

“Seems like a lifetime ago, doesn’t it?” he chuckled. You agreed with him, thinking back to those first few letters you’d exchanged at the beginning of summer. “Oh, that reminds me!” you perked up suddenly. “Make yourself comfortable here, ok? I’ll be just a moment, I have something prepared…” you explained, receiving a nod from Fred, before dashing out the door.

This gave Fred a chance to have a proper look around. He wasn’t invading your privacy since everything he was looking at was out in the open, but it would’ve felt weird, just analysing it in your presence.

Taking a seat by your desk, he could take out much from the objects lying around there. And in the corner of the desktop, sat a pretty box with its lid slightly open. He didn’t want to look, but through the crack, he saw something paper.

“The letters…” he whispered to himself and without further thought slid the box over to himself. There they were, his letters – each and every one of them, placed neatly and chronologically. No one has ever cherished anything received from Fred as much.

“See you helped yourself,” you quipped, having walked into the room with a plate of muffins in your hand. “What if I hid something else in that box? Something real embarrassing?” you asked, walking over to him after placing the tray down on your tea table.

“It wasn’t closed properly, I could see it was letters,” he explained, turning to you. “Unless you’re exchanging letters with some other boys too?” he joked. “You think only boys could be your competition, Weasley?” you swung back, placing your arm at the back of his shoulders with a mischievous smile. “But no, not like with you, I don’t,” you reassured him in the end.

Another moment of meaningful eye contact passed, before Fred changed the topic, noticing the baked goodies. You could watch him stuffing his face for hours.

Still enjoying a muffin, you walked up to one of your cupboards, to retrieve a box with your surprise.

“I’d like to remind you that I’m still very much a beginner with clay so it may be simple, but one day I might make something nicer. If you’ll still want it, of course,” you said, handing him the box. You sat back down on the sofa next to him, with an anxious smile.

He opened the box, revealing a mug, painted with his nickname on the side. His face lit up in a smile. True, it may have been simple, but he could also see the effort you had put into it, and that was enough to melt his heart.

“Do you like it?” you asked in a small voice. “I love it,” he replied simply, still moved by the gesture. He gave you a one-armed hug, still holding the mug in one of his hands – already thinking of using it every day, for as long as it could serve him.

“Ok, let’s not forget,” he began, composing himself, “I promised a surprise for you too.” “You did,” you replied, leaning back against the couch and flashing him a smile.

You watched as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a tiny firework.

“Freddie,” you pleaded, in disbelief of how typical of him that was. “It’s indoor safe, I promise!” he laughed, “I haven’t blown myself up yet, have I?” he asked, looking at you expectantly with his gleaming eyes.

So after a deep sigh, you nodded, allowing him to proceed.

He pulled out his wand and after throwing the firework into the air, lit it up. It was beautiful, golden, pink and white, mesmerising shapes changing constantly. In the end, a sentence appeared, lighting up the whole room, along with your whole world.

Will you be my girlfriend?

“I told you already in the letters how in love with you I am… you said you feel the same. I wanted to make it official,” he said, looking at you now, as the fireworks slowly faded away.

“Yes. Of course,” you answered, positive your heart has melted at the gesture. Your hands reached out a bit awkwardly, unknowing if you wanted to hold his hands or hug him.

Fred leaned close to you and placing his hands on your waist, kissed you.

Was true love really magic’s work, or was Fred just a really good kisser? You couldn’t know that, but you also couldn’t care less as you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck. You just never wanted to kiss anyone else, and kiss only him, for as long as you both shall live.

He was delicate and loving, one of his hands moved to the side of your face, caressing your cheek with his thumb as he kept placing soft pecks on your lips, unable to pull himself away.

“You’re intoxicating,” he muttered against your lips before kissing you on the forehead, then sitting back straight. “I could tell you the same thing,” you replied, dumbfounded.

“I got something else, too…” Fred admitted sheepishly, diving into his pocket once more to retrieve a small box. He opened it in front of you, revealing a bracelet – a dark, simple, aesthetical string with a small shape attached to it. A tiny, silver envelope.

“It’s beautiful, Freddie,” you whispered, brushing your finger over the metal. “I’ve got one too, so if you want-” he began, taking another bracelet out of his pocket, without a box this time, but you didn’t wait for him to finish.

You took your bracelet out of the box and gestured for him to help you tie it, then took his, and tied it around his wrist. You were admiring the view, when Fred interrupted you.

“Want to see something cool?” he asked you with a smirk, then took your bracelet hand in his and you watched the pendant emit a soft, magical glow.

“You really are a romantic, Fred Weasley…” you stated.

“You made me one.”

You’re probably wondering what happened next, dear reader? Very well, I can’t just leave you hanging. After all, it would be a dishonour to cut off this beautiful story of Y/N and Fred’s love like that. And what a beautiful love it was.

That September was the first time the both of them were that happy to get back to school. It allowed them to see each other every day, after all, even if Y/N took quite a few more classes than Fred. They quickly realised what they had was more than just a school romance. They used their last year at Hogwarts to its fullest, before Fred took off with his twin brother and Y/N graduated, according to plan, in June.

The current state of the wizarding world meant Y/N had to put her career plans on hold, but she was happy to help Fred and George in their shop instead.

As Fred had Y/N’s promise, to help him with raising a puppy – they adopted one together, one that they both fell in love with at first sight. The dog later proved to be a valid, contributing member of the Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes.

Their relationship flourished, they complimented each other perfectly, supported each other during the war when they both needed it most.

After Voldemort had been defeated and Y/N got her dream job, she and Fred decided to rent a nice, comfortable flat in London. Just like they planned, they used a lot of their time off from work to travel together – taking their dog with them whenever they could. It was during one of their trips, when Fred proposed to Y/N, with a crazy, elaborate scheme.

They got married in a simple, yet beautiful ceremony, surrounded by loved ones. They had three children – two girls and a boy.

When Fred’s business started doing really well, they moved to a ridiculously charming old house, but in England, so that he could focus on his family more. How did they spend their days? I’m sure you can imagine. And when they retired, their lives slowed down, just a tiny bit.

But Fred Weasley remained a romantic, even as they were both old and grey. And the act of exchanging letters remained special for them, throughout all of their happily ever after.

The end.

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silenthillmutual · 4 years

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daniil dankovsky is autistic and here’s why:

because i’m autistic and i said so

i kid, obviously. what sort of autistic person would i be if i wasn’t read to back up my silly little claim with an overly long post of evidence a total of three people will read? (hi ned hi jordan hi raven :))

i’m aware that this is cringey because adults aren’t supposed to have autism or interests or talk about either of those things, but this is my blog and you are free to block me if the cringe is too much for you.

these are some things i picked out from the DSMV’s diagnostic criteria, found on the CDC website:

deficits in social-emotional reciprocity

reduced sharing of interests, emotions, or affect

abnormal social approach

abnormalities in eye contact and body language

defecits in […] understand[ing] relationships

difficults adjusting behavior to suit various social contexts

repetitive motor movements or speech

rigid thinking patterns

highly restricted, fixated interests that are abnormal in intensity or focus

hyper- or hyporeactivity to sensory input

there’s also some misc. stuff not in the diagnostic criteria (though it may be in the adir or gars-3) i thought was worth noting.

important note from the diagnostic criteria: “symptoms cause clinically significant impairment in social, occupational, or other important areas of current functioning”. i’d say that in his case, they do.

spoilers for pathologic classic, pathologic 2, and the marble nest

deficits in social-emotional reciprocity

in bachelor route of classic, daniil

seems completely oblivious to eva making advances toward him, to the point where she complains to him that he’s ignoring her in favor of asking questions about simon.

seems surprised when people mention maria being in love with him, despite outright asking her a couple of times if she’s flirting with him.

not to mention the fact that he asks her that at all.

his inability or resistence to making connections with others is typically considered one of his character flaws. although it is not outright stated in the dsmv criteria, one trait of autism and other neurodivergencies is “having extremely high or extremely low empathy” - and daniil, despite being a doctor, lacks empathy. which is not to say he doesn’t care at all. i think that he does, but is terrible at showing it.

for example, this scene from marble nest:

Sticky: You must feel terrible… right? That’s fine. I forgive you. You just got confused… Adults always do. Daniil: Oh yes, adults are always occupied with the most asinine nonsense. Like feeling anxious that a bunch of urchins keep roaming the streets, putting themselves in mortal danger!

daniil clearly cares about sticky’s wellbeing (and the wellbeing of the kids looking after him, though he’s not cognizant that he’s in a coma), but his way of showing it is… kind of by being a jerk. all of which bleeds into the next item on the list

reduced sharing of interests, emotions, or affect

he has no problem sharing his interests, but in both pathologic classic & pathologic 2, daniil speaks with a flat affect - which is to say that he lacks intonation. the words we read him saying may be dramatic or come across as passionate, but the actual voice reading his lines is very monotone, which may contribute to being read as lacking emotion.

and in pathologic 2, he has a voiceline lamenting not telling “her” (eva?) how he felt

in marble nest, he’s teased by the tragedians for being “heartless”:

Tragedian: Maybe. Possibly. But it’s useless to explain to a heartless man. …Take heart, Excellency! If you ever find it, that is. And then come back to us… Even though it all sounds like a rather implausible turn of events.

abnormal social approach

daniil has a tendency to say things that are tactless, odd, or just socially inappropriate. i probably don’t need to point out too many examples, as i think it’s fairly obvious - these are the things people love to pick at when it comes to him, but i do have a few in mind. like, for example, from haruspex route in classic:

Haruspex: What of the antibodies essential for making a serum? Bachelor: I don’t know for sure yet, I’ll send you a report in a few hours. Don’t go about cutting people’s hearts out for your panacea until then. It’s a… controversial solution, you know… Haruspex: What?! Do you even hear yourself? Bachelor: Sorry! I meant no offence… it was just a momentary lapse of… well, you know. Haruspex: None taken.

until artemy points out, daniil doesn’t seem to be aware he just said something rude. even with therapy, picking up on social cues doesn’t come naturally to people with autism, so we tend to say things that come across as rude or strange to others without realizing we’ve put them off. we tend to lack a “filter” that tells us when things are or are not appropriate to say. even when we may recognize it, the rules may not make any sense to us. for example, it makes very little sense that allistics favor politeness over honesty.

i think the glaringly obvious abnormal social approach in pathologic 2 is him threatening to hold artemy at gunpoint to get in the house, which is just overkill, but my personal favorite comes on day 7, when he’s complaining about the orders aglaya has given him. artemy stops him to say he doesn’t understand what daniil wants from him, to which daniil replies:

From you? Oh, nothing. I was just sharing.

to daniil, they were just having a normal conversation. but some part of this - his tone or his words or maybe even his body language - didn’t give artemy the impression that this was supposed to be a regular conversation. (we could, in fact, attribute the same idea to artemy here; why didn’t artemy pick up that this was a normal conversation? the reason i count it towards daniil is because artemy doesn’t seem to have this problem with anybody else. for the record: i don’t think artemy is neurotypical either.)

abnormalities in eye contact and body language

it’s hard to get proof of this in video games, but i will say i think it’s very funny that in pathologic 2 daniil’s idle animations are “pacing”, “sitting like he desperately wants to start bouncing his knees but is stopping himself from doing it”, and “standing unnaturally still” - but there you go. i don’t know anything about making gifs, or i’d gif this one specific talk menu idle he does where he holds eye contact for about three seconds, looks away uncomfortably, and then looks back out of the corner of his eyes.

deficits in […] understand[ing] relationships

mostly examples from his route in classic:

when the army arrives, he can claim to block that aglaya, whom he’s known for two days, is his best friend

he seems baffled by the fact that everone is smitten with maria and working with her, and seems equally baffled by the idea that she’s smitten with him

despite eva implying on day two that she is in a relationship with andrey, is completely blindsided by the revelation on day 6, asking him, “How in the world is she ‘your woman’?”

i’d also like to use his sign-off on his letter to artemy, day 2 of the haruspex route - he signs it as “Your friend (hopefully)”. i know i’m not the only autistic person who used to ask people if we were friends or not. pro tip, if you’ve never done this: don’t. it really weirds people out.

difficulties adjusting behavior to suit various social contexts

the fact that he stands out is blatantly obvious even in pathologic 2 and in the haruspex route of classic. people will comment on him being an outsider and mention that they don’t trust him. but you can watch it happen in real time in his route, because he never fully acclimates to the town. he says something about this to aglaya on day 7:

Bachelor: Was there any particularly notable backstory? I’m deadly tired of all these people. They’re inhuman. They tell the future, believe in walking zombies, and die in all manners of painfully abnormal ways. Inquisitor: Your line of t hinking is obviously falacious - and I was implying something rather mundane. I promise you, no one can really tell the future around here: and neither are deaths inspired by third parties uncommon. Mysterious phenomenons do occur here sometimes… but hardly more often than anywhere else.

actually, there’s an example of him saying something similar to artemy on day 5 in pathologic 2:

Damn this town… I feel I’m trapped in a nightmare. The absurdity of it all… There’s no one to talk to. Everyone’s so volatile. They all seem to want to help, but… their help is worse than hostility.

some of this can be explained by the town’s strangeness, but keep in mind that the first instance happens after he’s been there and involved in the ongoing for an entire week, and the second at nearly a week in. clearly he’s struggling to adjust to the changes.

it’s also worth noting that his reason for fleeing the town in the nocturnal ending?

I have no place here anymore.

This town is no longer mine. No longer human. No longer rational. It doesn’t… accept the likes of me anymore.

repetitive motor movements or speech

it’s harder to see the motor movements in classic, but remember how i pointed out earlier that he paces? pacing is a form of stimming. murky, who is canonically autistic, can also be found pacing as one of her idle animations. having stock phrases for characters to speak when you come near them already ticks off the box on “repetitive speech”, but that by itself doesn’t really cover what they’re talking about - echolalia.

but you know what this does fit with? “‘quoting’ things(communication is HARD! sometimes we need to take shortcuts and use someone else’s words)“

i’ll get to the more obvious example in a minute - i want to point out something that happens very early in pathologic 2 first. you know how you first meet him and artemy accuses daniil of trying to guilt-trip him by asking if it’s true that isidor would still be alive if artemy had come sooner? keep in mind that he spoke to rubin first. and this is what rubin says, when you get a chance to talk to him:

Yesterday, I was told you had killed your father.

That’s not far from the truth, Burakh.

You betrayed him. You left when he needed you most. He cried out for your help, but you didn’t care. He was in peril, and you were too busy elsewhere, He believed, truly believed, that your arrival would put an end to his troubles. And, as always, he was right.

i’m not saying this was necessarily the game’s intent, but it’s entirely possible daniil is parroting back to artemy exactly what rubin said to him.

now, for what you’re probably expecting in this section: the latin. people love to refer to his use of latin as “random”, so let’s clear that up:

it is not latin daniil has made up. with the exception of latin that is mispelled in the game’s texts, all of them are proverbs or otherwise common sayings. you can find most of them on the wikipedia list of latin phrases, or through a 3-second google search.

he’s a doctor. him having taken latin isn’t anymore strange than a lawyer taking latin. in fact, if you pay attention, artemy also took latin; this is implied when artemy tells him he’s always sucked at it.

his uses of latin actually aren’t random at all. what he says fits the situation, and sometimes is used in place of him having to come up with something to say on his own.

prime example:

Forget it, Burakh. I have a splitting headache. If you have no urgent business, then we’ll talk later. Later, later… Qui non proficit, deficit.

qui non proficit, deficit - he who does not advance, loses ground. in other words, “i’m sorry, but i really do need to keep working.” one of his voice lines.

as for why he doesn’t translate the latin: it probably wouldn’t even occur to him to. these are not obscure sayings. the utopians all have a certain degree of education - what would he need to translate them for?

this bleeds into something that isn’t really mentioned, but that i’ve found i have a lot of trouble with in everyday life. autistic people have a tendency to either overexplain (and then have everyone get mad at you because they feel you’re being condescending) or underexplain (and have everyone get mad at you because you haven’t explained anything). the latin would be a case where it feels like a justified underexplanation. you’ll notice that when it comes to anything scientific, he tends to do the reverse, and overexplain. this also happens in classic, whether artemy has asked him to clarify or not.

rigid thinking patterns

the thing i had marked for this was simply his strict adherence to western medical practices and refusal to acknowledge the supernatural, even when it seems obvious - he has a conversation in his route in classic with yulia about this, and that is in fact how he manages to get to her: by asking saburov if there are any other logical skeptics in town. it should be noted they seem to be breaking with this in pathologic 2, where one of his voicelines is “I’m no positivist. There are things in this world beyond our mundane perception.” i have no idea where they’re planning on going with that.

there’s also a quote floating somewhere around twitter about him having been raised by a military man, and militaries tend to enforce very rigid routines. you could say the same thing of block - who (in classic at least) i also have my suspicions about.

highly restricted, fixated interests that are abnormal in intensity or focus

special interests. the one that should obviously come to mind is thanatology, though i would argue latin if not classics in general is a special interest of his as well - in addition to his usage of latin, he also references pericles in the marble nest and was probably refering to the roman occupation of haruspicy in addition to augurs in the same text. he also makes references to shakespeare more than once in both marble nest and pathologic 2.

hyper- or hyperoreactivity to sensory input

i don’t have much written down for this one but there seem to be several places in classic especially where he asks npcs to stop shouting at him. we don’t really have the privilege to know their volume or how they’re interacting with him, but i think it’s also worth noting that he’s the only one of the healers who wears gloves. in pathologic 2 he’s the only named character i can think of who wears them at all. his thing in the lucid dream about the brain being “a border”? gloves are his border, as is his jacket, which may be worn to cut down on sensory issues.

he will also sometimes seem to “overreact” to the situation at hand - such as in classic, when some dogheads mispeak and say that daniil is going to “sterilize” them, and instead of understanding that they must have mispoken, freaks out over the idea that they think they’re going to be… well… sterilized. or in haruspex route, when his reaction to the inquisitor arriving is to threaten suicide.

miscellaneous

he never goes anywhere without that carpet bag. we don’t see it in pathologic 2, but we do hear about it and he doesn’t let it go for a second in classic - not even in the cutscenes where he’s using the microscope. his bag could be a comfort item.

“getting very attached to things like inanimate objects” could work for the bag - but you know what it actually fits the bill much more obviously? the polyhedron. in the haruspex route he recognizes that it’s a lost cause, but he’s still too attached to it to let it go.

in classic at least, daniil is absolutely terrible at lying. most autistic people either are not good at lying, or feel uncomfortable or anxious with having to lie. when he’s asked by yulia and the kids in the polyhedron to lie to block (for different reasons) he’s clearly uncomfortable with the idea that it’ll work. and when it actually comes time to come up with a way to lie to block about why he needs five rifles, your options are to either buckle and tell him the truth, or simply say that you need them for “self-defense”. block believes that you’re not lying to him, but daniil can’t come up with any embeleshments to explain why he needs what he’s asking for.

Commander: Are you hiding something from me? Bachelor: No.

he comes across as naive to other characters. in classic, capella has a voiceline saying, “The Bachelor is not smart. Intelligent, yes… but not smart.” in Pathologic 2, Daniil complains that Aglaya takes him for “a useless dreamer”. he’s also easily used by the Kains to fulfill their endgame in classic.

my final, and absolute favorite: he takes things way too literally. autistic people (and adhd people, from my understanding) have a hard time differentiating jokes and sarcasm. so my favorite moment in marble nest is a case of him taking that earlier advice - to “take heart” literally, by bringing the tragedians a literal human heart:

Tragedian: Oh… Excellency. What a sordid sight! Sorry for underestimating you. You definitely do have… how shall I put it… a creative touch. But this is pure madness. You can’t take things so literally! Daniil: You wanted me to come back to you with an open heart. Well, here I am. …It looked too fitting to be a coincidence.

your mind map, after this, updates to say “I misunderstood the tragedians.”

conclusion

people don’t stop being autistic with age and i think he’s a good example of what it’s like to be in your late 20s and be autistic. i’m sure i missed things as i haven’t finished haruspex route of classic yet and there may just be some other things he does or says that i missed! if anyone has anything to add they think fits i would love to know, thank you for your time :)

#icarus.txt #autistic daniil dankovsky #daniil dankovsky #pathologic meta #ok to rb but i'm not interest in your ''but he's just weird!'' arguments #please keep in mind that this post is about autism #and that this is written by someone w autism...#popular

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beca-mitchell · 3 years

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I’ve not had the time or energy to get knees-deep in the latest Kendrick goss, and I’ve not looked at the Tik-Toks or Twitter posts/replies..

But even I can safely say that when you’re super busy, being pulled here there and everywhere, potentially exhausted, potentially hungry, potentially dehydrated, potentially on your period, potentially not on your period, potentially had an argument with a spouse, potentially not getting responses from your friends or family, potentially done with the day before it’s even really begun, the last thing you want to do is focus your remaining energy on pleasing every single person you come into contact with. Especially if you see a LOT of people.

From what I gather from your blog and people’s messages to you, that woman thought Kendrick was rude and essentially ‘blanked’ her. But man, if I was on a frikkin’ promo tour and was trying to mentally get my brain ready for ‘being on’ to a load of highly excited fans/strangers, with cameras in my face recording every second of my appearance for over an hour...well yeah, I’d be pretty checked out too.

What frustrates me with the world in general is that many people struggle with empathy. Many people struggle to think “huh, I’ve no idea what’s going on in that person’s life to make them act that way, but at least I’m being a decent human regardless. I hope they’re okay.”

It sounds to me like Kendrick just had some shit going on in her head (or she was tired, or she could’ve been anxious about the signing, or she could’ve been on her period and feeling bleurgh) and for that short moment of time she was in that presence of T_______ (whatever her name was) she didn’t force herself to be ‘on’.

I didn’t want to weigh-in on this discussion but none of the above had been mentioned yet and I really felt it needed to be. Not just about Kendrick but about people in general too.

Stay safe 💛

Doc, I absolutely LOVE you for this. I think you’ve outlined a lot of things which permeates celebrity culture, especially today. You talked about empathy and caring for other people, which gets lost so often.

Social media makes us think we have access to all celebrities at any given point and it’s hard sometimes for people to understand that celebrities are humans too. Yes, a lot of people are hating Kendrick right now, but I’m glad that I’ve seen a good number of people pushing back like us right now: so she was perceived as “rude” in this very limited situation.

I will never encourage or endorse being rude to anybody, especially not people working in customer service, but there are so many things to take into account!

#nice things #asweetmelodytrickling #ask

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hiiiii, your blog really feels like a safe space for me and I’m pretty sure other people because of how represented you make the readers feel, so thank you so much for your writing!! I was thinking if you’re comfortable could you please write some headcannons of tendou, suga, and kuroo w/ a s/o with selective mutism? thank you so much!!!!

Firstly I’m so glad you feel safe in this space!! And secondly I relate to this so much, I was selectively mute as a child and was offered a lot of speech therapy and even now I still struggle with it so I totally understand. I hope you like this and I did it well for you! I’m also going with a generalisation that you feel comfortable speaking in front of these boys when the two of you are in a safe space so I hope thats ok! 🥰🥰🥰 Also tendou’s is the longest bc its just so easy to write for him lol

S/O with selective mutism - Tendou, Sugawara and Kuroo

Tendou:

Tendou is your guy when it comes to dealing with selective mutism

he’s already so used to building a strong relationship with Ushijima, someone who doesn’t speak that often, that it doesn’t feel much different with you

he’s bold, he’s loud, he’s distracting - it’s the perfect combination to take the pressure of you

when he first met you at school and noticed that he had never once heard you speak, he thought you were just a shy, quiet one so he never really considered selective mutism

but as you two started getting closer and creating your relationship, he saw a whole new side of you that loved to chat, joke and sing with him

when you told him about your mutism, his reply was simply, “Ok cool!” and went on with his day - it doesn’t matter to him in the slightest

he does though, of course, ask you a lot of questions when the two of you are alone, cuddled up in his bed where you felt the safest to speak, about how it affects you, what situations/people/places trigger it and what he can do to help you

he WILL learn sign language with/for you if you want to or do use it, you never have to feel like you are burdening him with learning this - “it’s just like volleyball signals, right baby?” he says with the biggest grin on his face

if not full sign language, the two of you do develop non-verbal signs or cues so that, in times where you cannot speak, you can still communicate with him

uses a lot of stimulus fading - he knows it can be so hard for you to meet people and make friends, so slowly one-by-one, he introduces his teammates to you, first taking control of the conversation, then slowly pulling back as you get better and more comfortable at joining in

he starts of with Ushijima, as he feels he’s the least overwhelming, and makes sure the two of you meet in one of your safe spaces (probably his bedroom)

he does his best to distract the teacher from you whenever they want someone to answer a question in class or read out a passage

struggle with eye contact? no problem for him! he knows you’re listening and taking note of what he’s saying

if you’re someone who gets clingier in situations where you cannot speak then he relishes in the feeling of having you clutching onto his arm or hand - he knows you do it because you’re anxious but he just loves feeling your touch

if people make fun of you about it, or ask him about you, he makes a joke as though he has no idea what they’re talking about, “huh? my Y/N? too quiet? maybe you’re just hard of hearing?”

he will happily take over in social situations if you cannot do it yourself, whether that’s ordering for the two of you, or answering questions for you

he never wants you to feel like he’s just taking over though, he will always ask if you are up to speaking in different places or situations - he wants to hear you voice and give you situations where you can use it

he’s so so proud of you if you, eventually, speak in a situation you might not have done so before, he doesn’t expect sentences from you, but even if its just a quiet ‘yes’ or ‘no’ if he asks you a question

he can manage mood swings and any temper very well - he learns quickly what he needs to do and say in these moments and brings you to a safe space to let you relax for a while, he’s absolutely fine with having you stay quiet for a while after being in an anxious state

he’s amazing at reading you, so even if you cannot use non-verbal communication well during periods of mutism, he still learns how to tell what you are feeling or thinking

Sugawara:

as soon as you tell Sugawara about your selective mutism, he is instantly looking it up and finding out all about it

while Tendou takes a more lax approach to helping you, Sugawara is a lot more serious and structured

he will sit down with you in a safe space and ask you to let him know what he can do to help you, when the mutism is present and why, and of anything he should know

he has lists of your safe spaces and people so that he can refer to them if needed

he works on making a particular date-spot a safe space for you, maybe a certain cafe you two enjoy where he will slowly break down your fear in the place and encourage small bits of communication with you

he does his best to slowly integrate verbal communication into your relationship, such as sending you voice memos rather than texts or videos of him talking so you can get used to his communication style

he’ll keep an eye on you often in public places, especially in class, to know if you need anything, need to go to the bathroom, how you are feeling, in case you cannot bring it up yourself - the last thing he wants is for you to get ill because you were not able to express an issue

Sugawara is able to come up with a few signals with you for basic communication in case you need to ask or say something when you cannot speak - he wants to make sure that, even if it’s not verbal, that you have a voice somehow

he does his best to learn how different places or people affect you and always keeps in mind each different situation’s severity for you - he will make sure the two of you avoid areas where you cannot cope well at all to the point of struggling to move or use non-verbal communication

it takes him a little while to learn your ways of non-verbal communication - at first it’s a lot of guessing until he gets it right, but he gets there eventually with you help

he never gets frustrated with you, he is there to help and guide you and has no problem taking the lead

he’s the most likely to ask if you’ve considered therapy to help with your mutism

it’s not that it bothers him in the slightest, but he knows it is usually caused or brought on by extreme anxiety or other disorders, and he wants to make sure you are happy over anything else

he praises you when you communicate, but he never treats you any differently or acts surprised - he tells you that you’ve done well and that he’s proud but he does his best not to make a big deal out of it

Kuroo:

Like Tendou, he’s quite familiar with people who don’t talk much

while Kenma does speak more freely than you, Kuroo is aware and deals well with his anxieties, and can use this knowledge with you too

he knows well that you don’t talk sometimes because you can’t, or because you are too afraid, rather than because you just don’t want to, so he will never pressure you into talking

Kuroo is the best at stimulus fading - he will slowly acclimatise you to different people or situations by taking full control, then giving you little prompts to join in until he can step back and let you communicate without the need for them

he’s quite good at reading your non-verbal communication, even if its quite different from others and learns quickly what certain movements or signals mean

he likes to get you more prepared for talking by using familiarity techniques, such as reading a book aloud to you and, every now and then, asking you to read a line or a couple words back to him, or asking you to tell him about your interests since he knows they’re safer topics for you

quiet time between the two of you is no problem for him - he enjoys being in silence with you so, even if you are fully comfortable talking with him when its just the two of you, he knows you might need some time where you don’t talk if you’ve had a particularly anxious day

he likes to play games with you to try and strengthen your non-verbal communication without the need for you to talk - things like charrades or guessing games where you can act things out if you feel comfortable enough to do so

he’s a smart guy, so if you’re struggling with your school work but cannot ask the teacher for help, he is prepped with notes and study sessions together

also, if you have a school project that requires you to present in some way, he is very good at coming up with alternative ways of you being about to show your work with limited talking

he thinks therapy would be a good idea for you to look into, but he won’t bring it up often - it’s your choice how you want to battle this and he will be with you every step of the way no matter what

he understands it can be very frustrating for you so he takes a lot of time out with you to help you destress and manage your emotions, this includes writing out how you are feeling to try and make sense of them and making sure you are taking care of yourself

he tries his best to make light of the situation as he doesn’t want you to feel weird or out of place

this includes a lot of teasing Kenma about how he’s ‘even quieter than you’ when you’re doing particularly well at your communication

facing fears is a really big thing for him to do with you - he understands that you often may think ‘if I don’t do this thing/go to this place, I won’t have to speak’, so he always reminds you he will be by your side in case you need to rely on him

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