Autistic Culture Is Wanting To Immediately Wash Your Hands After You Have To Deal With A Bad Texture

Overcast Skies

Karma Akabane x Sayori-like! Reader

Note : platonic with a hint of romance?, karma might be OOC.

When you started getting late to class, he got worried so he made it his life's responsibility to always wake you up in the morning, be it by breaking in your room through the window or calling you non-stop. (maybe even changing your phone call ringtone into a loud metal music without your knowledge)

Karma often envies you because of how you act so happy-go-lucky all the time but then he'll start to feel like something is off, he'd be suspicious.

He's gonna watch you from afar (not like a stalker, he simply wants to know what's up with your behavior /via following you without your permission/ totally not stalking)

Once you are alone, maybe outside of class during a break, he'd definitely ask you how you could be so happy and jolly all the time.

But once he see you break or finally show your true emotions, he'd definitely know what to do (man's probably played ddlc before) would listen and give you advices, most likely would relate to your experience, he probably went through the same thing that you did.

If you have thoughts of suicide (like if you have already scheduled the day and time of death) best believe that he'd never let you go anywhere without his guidance, would be with you 24/7 until those storm clouds in your head disappears.

If you're close to eachother (childhood friends, or share an emotional bond) he'd cuddle with you until you fall asleep, if you're outside when you told him how you feel then he'd hover over you and hug you tight until you feel his heat.

One wrong thing that the Mc of ddlc did was leave sayori, obviously karma won't go through the same path that guy did, karma's smarter and experienced with this, he'd stay with you, even stay over your place until you feel better.

Words of affirmation, physical touch and quality time are what you'll experience, maybe even acts of service.

Basically, he will try his best to make you feel better, maybe even try to be out of character for the day.

Sincerely Yours,

—@severelynsomniac🍮

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Schizospec culture is being treated like we can’t even survive on our own and then also believing that we are monsters.

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Continuation of an old doodle I did, based on crack ship too ✨

Basically, an Just an old dumb au I had in my mind, there where supposed to be a whole ass comic doodle but I got so lazy besides its not even that good jajaks.

Mike ends up with him after strangulation

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Pov: You grew up with the swag

He was chuckling a bit. Like a few chuckles here and there. I would say it was a good interaction between the two.

I just had a dream of my mutual's Oc Chernobyl and my old Sonic Forces character interacting with each other. It was just mostly my Character showing Chernobyl those UIA cat singing videos.

@slimyalienfreak

“If you have time to be on social media, you also have time for…” “If you have time to watch Netflix, you also have time for…” Yeah, but do I have the energy for it? Do I have the emotional and mental capacity for it? Am I pain-free enough for it? Can I focus on it? Can I do it without leaving my bed? Can I safely do it without risk of (physically or emotionally) injuring myself by pushing past my boundaries?

Raccoon Hybrid x Chubby Bunny Reader

Image From Pinterest.. [This one didn't have a person associated with a photo.]

CW: Slightly Suggestive Stuff

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You never would have expected the night would land you in the den of a wild raccoon hybrid. Sure you were scared because everyone talked about how intelligent and cunning this raccoon was and when he wanted something he’d go to any measures to get what he wanted. This time what he wanted was you. You noticed him a few times as he went to hunt for shiny things or food to eat. You were a bit curious but you always tended to stay a few steps behind him so as to not make your presence known. You were as quiet as a mouse when you came to observe him over time. Your friends had warned you multiple times that he was dangerous and that you should avoid him at all costs but you waved them off and assured them that you were always very careful when observing him.

That was until one day you found out that you hadn’t been sneaky at all. One night when you were tending to your garden of herbs you noticed the raccoon hybrid looking around in the woods. You had been tending to his needs food-wise, you’d prepare something and leave a dish out far away from your house just to be certain he wouldn’t catch you. You come next thing in the morning and then retrieve the empty plate of food. Though this time as you watched him you noticed him moving away quickly. You gulped nervously debating on whether to follow him or not. You decided to follow him, you quietly put down your watering can and exited the safety of your garden. You walked into the forest watching the raccoon hybrid intently for any signs that he might notice your presence but everything seemed to be going well.

You soon stumbled upon his den and hid behind a thick tree as you watched him approach his den. He went inside and then came straight back out. He then walked away from his den and headed back into the forest. You watch as he leaves and you decide whether to take a peek inside of his den or go back home. You chose the former blinded by pure curiosity; you peek into the den and saw piles of shiny trinkets. Jewelry, gems, coins, anything that was pretty and shiny was in this den. You were in awe of the shiny treasures. They all have a certain type of pull to them. That made you want to look at all of them. You then heard soft footsteps behind you but before you could look you were tackled to the ground by none other than the raccoon hybrid.

And that’s how you ended up underneath the Raccoon hybrid that had caught your interest. “Please don’t kill me.. I promise I won’t tell anyone what I saw.” You pleaded for your life to the raccoon hybrid. The male raccoon hybrid just laughed like you had just told him the funniest joke ever. “Oh, little bunny, I have much better plans for you. Killing you would be a waste.” The raccoon hybrid said as he flashed his sharp canines. “I mean you have been keeping nice and well fed plus I wouldn’t have led you all the way out to my den if I was planning on killing you.” The raccoon informed you. You felt your face grow red with embarrassment. “Y-You knew I was following you.” You said as your ears flattened behind your head. “Of course I knew.. You really thought you were being sneaky darling~” He said as his raccoon ear twitched with excitement. “I saw you were eyeing my shiny prizes.” He said as he looked at the treasures and then at you. “Y-Yes, they're so pretty..” You shyly admitted to him. “You’re right they are pretty but nothing compared to you. You heard him say as you felt one of his hands roam down from your collarbone to your breasts and he stopped on your plump belly. “Yes, you’ll be perfect to carry my kits. You know how to cook and your body is absolutely divine.” 

You felt your face get even hotter from his statements. His hand moved down more until it rested on the hem of your nightgown. You felt a familiar heat starting to pool down in your nether regions. The raccoon hybrid sniffed the air and smiled darkly as he smelled your arousal in the air. "You're so responsive, my little bunny. Your body betrays you. I can feel your heart racing, your breathing quickening. You can't deny the effect I have on you, can you?" He said as he nips at your neck a bit. “I want you to be my mate. You fit all the requirements in my eyes.” The raccoon hybrid said as he lets you up but he keeps a hold of both of your wrists in his large hand. “Please, I want you. No, I need you in my life, bunny.” His tone was almost that of a plea. One that you hear from a small child that wanted its mother. You could feel your heart flutter and you pressed your thighs together. This was definitely not what you were expecting. “You promise that you won’t hurt me right? You’ll take care of me?” You asked him with a hint of caution lingering in your voice. “Yes, of course you can have anything you want. Food, water, affection, my treasure. It’s all yours baby..” He said as his other hand wraps around your waist.

“You really want to be my mate?” You asked looking up at him through your pretty lashes. “Yes, desperately.” He said with a slight rasp in his voice. You couldn’t help but blush. You had been courted by other rabbits before but you had always turned them down because you weren’t interested but something about this raccoon hybrid felt different than when the other rabbits wanted to propose to you. “O-Okay..” You say as you look up at him. It was long until he pounced on you again but this time it had a more playful intent. “Thank you little one..” He said with a slight purr. His hands then started to move in a more imitate way he pressed open mouth kisses onto your neck as his hands traveled down your sides before resting on your plush thighs. You soon felt something hard press against your inner thigh. You looked down and saw your new mate was hard and he looked ready to breed you. You nervously bit your lip as your cottontail nervously twitched. Sensing your nervousness he pressed a kiss to your round cheek. “Don’t worry we can go slow.” He promised you as he picked you up and placed you onto his lap. He then reached over into his treasure pile and picked up two gold chunky bracelets. He carefully placed both of them on both of your arms making sure that they were strapped on securely.

“Treasure for my beauty..” He said with a playful grin. You chuckled softly at him. “That was so corny..” You say as you shift in his lap slightly while playfully pushing his head away. He just laughed as you pushed his head away. “Like I said we can take it one day at a time my love.” He said as he wrapped his arms around you. You smiled happily as you let yourself be held by your now raccoon hybrid lover.

Image/meme by: Sofiaiabia

ND culture is apologizing for everything, even things out of control, because you feel you'll never be good enough otherwise.

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gfs....

Blake x reader where it’s literally just them cuddling and he gets self-conscious since he lost his two limbs and reader says they still love him and kiss all over his face to make him feel loved. My boi needs love sobssss

"Are..you sure you're okay with this?"

"Of course, Blake. Why wouldn't I be?"

"..well, it’s just...never mind." As Blake sighed, he rested his head on your chest, hopelessly attempting to wrap his arm around you. But then he quickly remembered it wasn't there anymore; in its place was a stump that ended just after his shoulder.

Meanwhile, you had both of your arms wrapped completely around him, and while it made him feel secure...he felt guilty that he couldn’t hug you the same way. Not like he used to. You didn’t mind it, but he was still upset over it.

Of course, the frequent phantom pains didn’t help matters either. He'd get them in both of his missing limbs from time to time, which usually ended in panic.

Today they were particularly bad, so you were both cuddling together, with them eventually going away. He ditched his prosthetics so you weren’t feeling cold plastic or metal against your skin.

Despite you reassuring him it was fine, he decided to leave them off, valuing your comfort over his own.

Though staring at his stumped arm made him feel rather insecure...and had him thinking...

Even so, he wishes he listened to all of the signs to turn back.

He still didn’t understand why you’d stay with him, even after proving to you that he was an idiot who nearly got himself frozen to death.

You never berated him for going up to Mt. Silver without telling you..or said he “deserved” any of this (despite what his constant nightmares claimed).

But no.

He didn’t and this is what happened to him.

If only he told himself “becoming champion is enough”, then he wouldn’t have ended up like this. He wouldn’t feel like a huge burden on you; he wouldn’t feel like the most abnormal person in all of Johto.

In public, he’d notice the younger trainers and little kids who once admired him now staring and whispering things as he walked by.

None of them would talk to him like they used to...and he wondered if it’s because of what he looked like now. Surely it had to be strange to see someone missing a leg and arm--especially the champion himself.

You, on the other hand, haven’t stopped loving him one bit. You never treated him any differently. In fact, you recently scolded a few snobby brats who joked about him being a “normal/steel-type” because of his prosthetics, crushing their puny Pokémon in battle when the taunts have gone too far and insulted your relationship with him.

Not even Silver was as mean as they were.

Even though he pretended to be fine afterwards, their words still hurt like hell, and Blake hasn't stopped thinking about them since.

You shouldn't have to fight people because of him.

Tears started to well up in his eyes as he began to overthink everything, and he silently cursed himself for letting this happen. For letting his mind get off track.

Maybe they were right. You deserved better than him.

You deserved someone "normal".

This was supposed to be helping him calm down.

Yet, once again, he ruined things for himself and you.

The whimper that escaped his lips didn't go unnoticed by you, making you stop petting his hair and frowning. "Blake? What’s wrong, honey?” You softly spoke, worried that he was feeling those pains again.

"Wh-Why...why bother trying anymore?"

"Trying..what?"

"...to l-love me even though I did this to myself.." Despite his attempts to stifle his sobs, they came out anyways, tears slipping down his cheeks as he finally broke down. "Y-You could have anyone you want..why stay with this...th-this limbless freak?”

To hear him say that shattered your heart.

"Blake, you are not a freak." You hugged him closely, rubbing the back of his head as he cried quietly into your shirt. His good hand clutched desperately at it. “I don’t wanna hear you say that again. You think I’d love you any less because of what happened? Because of what a few stupid kids said?”

“..I-I..I don’t know. I just..I feel bad..because I’m not the Champion y-you fell in love with anymore-”

“That’s not who I fell in love with. I love the kind, funny, and selfless Blake Gold who cares for his Pokémon and never gives up on his dreams.” You corrected him, gently resting a hand on his stumped arm. “If you think this changes any of that, you’re wrong.”

He quieted down a little, sniffling as he looked to see where your hand was, and then his gaze went back to you, astonished. "Do you...mean that?”

Nodding, you smiled and rubbed his arm in comfort. “I mean every word. Let me prove it.” You then moved your hand underneath his chin, drawing him closer so you could kiss every square inch of his face.

He immediately blushed at your actions, but happy tears soon replaced his sad ones, knowing you truly did wanna stick by him. And that your love was still strong--perhaps even stronger than before now.

Part of him felt ashamed for ever doubting you and crying over the possibility you only dated him because of his fame, fearing you’d abandon him when he fell apart.

But no. You were here to stay for the long run.

You pulled away to look at each other for a few moments, and you could see Blake’s own smile returning. “I see you’re convinced now.”

“Yeah..I..I’m sorry..”

“For what?”

“For just..being an idiot, as usual.” He lightly joked. “I shouldn’t let this crap get to my head. I know you’ll always love me, I...I just...I guess I just needed to hear you say that.” Then he closed his eyes and snuggled back against you, burying his face into your chest.

“Of course,” you chuckled softly, petting his hair once more. “I’d do anything for my lovable idiot boyfriend.”

He just huffed, but said nothing more as his good arm squeezed you tightly.

Arceus only knows how badly he needed to hear your words.