do you ever have those textures that are just like…anti-stims? like instead of helping you focus and feel good, they just rub you the wrong way and make your hair stand on end because of how uncomfortable you are? mine are styrofoam, cotton, and wet wooden cooking utensils.
(I made a joke to myself about Defenders having sleepovers, and even in the absence of encouragement, it happened)
The first time, Matt’s not happy at all. He leans on the doorjamb at two in the morning and glares as Jessica scuffs her enormous stompy boots on the hallway floor.
“Trish kicked me out,” she bites down on the words.
“Of your own apartment?”
Jessica snorts but doesn’t otherwise answer. Rolling his eyes, Matt rubs his rumpled head–it’s the first night in almost six weeks he’s fallen asleep like a human being–and throws his spare blanket on the sofa.
“Is this blood?” Jessica asks, pausing in the act of shaking out the blanket.
Plot: Sehun had a bad habit of leaving, and when he did, he always took a piece of you with him.
Pairing: Sehun x Reader
Oh Sehun had never been very good at listening.
He could talk, he could ramble for hours on end about wine and culture and the arts. But he didn’t remember what my favorite color was, he forgot that I’m allergic to peanut butter, and that I hate dogs. He always pretended to listen, sure, but I knew he didn’t hear me, not really.
Everything constantly stayed on the surface; anything deeper and he made an excuse to leave faster than I could blink. He left to return to his clothes, his books, his entire life that existed without me. I was left torn open and bare, my nakedness running deeper than the absence of clothing.
I kept going back. It could have been because his hands constantly left a trail of sparks on my skin, in every place they touched. It could have been because of how smooth his skin felt, like pure silk against mine.
Maybe it was because I had given him pieces of myself every single day, and I desperately wanted those pieces back. I wanted all of the hours I spent laying in bed with him, his fingers grazing my shoulder blades. I wanted back every kiss, every touch, every tender thought whispered in the early morning hours, the orange and pink sun peeking through the windows.
But I would never get any of those things back, because he was gone, and he wasn’t coming back.
Did you know I named all of Rumple’s shirts, there’s ‘Linda Evans’ The Joan Collins’ The Cybill Shepard’ because on their own they look like 80’s silk blouses, Robert gets a kick when I say do you want the Linda Evans today?
Modern au Chirrut wears exclusively silk button up shirts because he likes the texture on his skin and also he’s aware that they’re usually garish and he enjoys Baze’s disgusted silence when he’s forced to be seen in public with him
- maven will never admit it but loves to fucking cuddle
- as a kid he never got touches that showed him love, he never got hugs from his mother/ father (with the exception of cal, who *sometimes* hugged him)
- sleeping with him, maven loves to s p o o n, usually always the big spoon. he likes wrapping you up in his arms and clinging to you, pressing you to him like ‘they are mine, only mine’
- you think it’s great, because he’s an actual human furnace and it’s adorable
- you also make fun of whatever he is wearing to be because it is most likely silk
- he just loves to cuddle with you because it’s reminds him that you are there, and alive
- or sometimes when the world gets to him too much, when he can’t get his mothers voice out of his head, you just run your finger through his most likely messy hair his head in his neck as clings onto you letting all of his emotions out
- also so many neck kisses
- so so many neck kisses??????
- just v cute
- and so much love
who from the batboys sleep with pajamas/socks on lol
I think Tim would be the one to fall asleep with socks on because he kind of just falls asleep wherever and chances are that he would fall asleep in whatever clothes he wore that day, but Dick and Damian would definitely wear pjs to bed (Dick definitely has some kickin’ Superman pjs that Bruce is totally not jealous about, and Damian probably wears like high class silk pajamas or something because he would do that). I think Jason would wear as little as possible (but still have something on because people tend to just drop by without any warning) because when he has nightmares, wearing too many layers feels constricting and it just makes him feel like he’s buried again. Duke just wears sweatpants to bed because it’s comfortable and convenient
Derek and Braeden relaxing in bed and getting ready to go to sleep, and Derek wants to run his fingers through Braden’s hair all calming like but he can’t because Braeden has her silk scarf on for the night and once it’s on she takes it off for no one, not even supernatural bullshit (just ask the ogre she had to put down at 3AM that one time) and she loves Derek but not enough to spend and hour getting her sew-in back on point in the morning.
Braeden is probably natural under her weave, and she wears it as a protective style. When she wants to give her hair a break, she rocks two-strand twists. Derek sees her twisting her hair one day, and he’s fascinated. So, she shows him how to do it, and before either of them know it, he’s helping her twist her hair. It’s a grooming behavior that settles his wolf and strengthens the bond between them. His twists don’t look half bad, and Braeden teases him about it, asking where the hell was he all her life. He says he was waiting for her, and that’s enough to start some hot sexy times right there on the floor.
But not before she puts her silk scarf back on. Derek might be good at twists, but she doesn’t trust him with detangling yet.
Matt Murdock is an autistic, manic-depressive, disabled superhero with sensory processing disorder and i will fight the Whole World About All Of It
some facts tho, like, canon facts gathered from comics and show:
matt murdock sleeps under a thick heavy blanket
matt murdock sleeps with silk sheets because “cotton feels like sandpaper on [his] skin”
matt murdock is generally very sensitive to texture and feel of clothing and fabric and can’t life comfortably in ones that are Wrong
matt murdock is very sensitive to taste and texture of food and can’t comfortably eat things that are Wrong (oysters)
“What I wasn’t taking into account was maybe my greatest weakness: sensory overload.”
in fact let me just quote that whole section
“For me, it’s not just about warmer weather or navigating traffic. Because of my hypersenses, everything out here is new to me. But the human brain, no matter how smart, can only process so much data at any given time. The more there is to learn, the more difficult it is to maintain your normal level of concentration.” –matt on the difficulties of moving to a new city
incidentally i’m like 900% sure this is a big piece of why matt continues to use a cane even after his identity is revealed (so that he doesn’t have to devote so much of his energy and concentration to orientation and mobility)
matt murdock gets sound and smell sensitive migraines
matt murdock hates crowds
matt murdock has frequently gone manic in response to traumatic events in his life and has stayed manic for months on end
matt murdock is known to both himself and his friends as someone who struggles with severe depressive episodes and self-destructive behavior
matt murdock literally word-for-word canonically describes himself as having depression. he uses the word depression to describe his experiences. i’m not gonna put the panels in here because they stress me out.
matt murdock (on the show) is a massive fidgeter. he fidgets extensively with the handle of his cane and continues to make those same gestures even when he’s not holding the cane
matt murdock (on the show) uses a script to describe difficult situations, even if that script is not 100% appropriate for the situation (he uses the same script of “world on fire” to describe his supersenses to both foggy and claire, even though it’s not suited to foggy; consistently says “i’m blind” as an excuse for superhero behavior things even though it doesn’t fit the scenario- although lbr nondisabled people are so awkward about disability he probably does this because it works 99% of the time. still a script tho)
fisk on the show is So autistic-coded that many many of the things that are like “you’re like me, daredevil” that fisk says/does/the parallels between fisk and matt are actually autistic-coded things
when in college, matt wears huge ear protectors and a dust mask to sleep in to mitigate the sensory input of trying to sleep in a room shared with another living person (who is the ever-loud, ever-smelly foggy nelson)
matt murdock has super extreme empathy levels for the people in hell’s kitchen, but only hell’s kitchen- which helps to explain why he’s pretty chill with crime as long as it happens outside his neighborhood
matt murdock develops extremely close, strong connections with a very limited number of people
even though matt murdock cares So Deeply about the people in his life, he is truly terrible at spoken, neurotypical communication
matt murdock’s emotionality is Off given his circumstances and the traditional/typical neurotypical response to those situations. foggy comments on this when matt is happy-go-lucky after tragedy, and he’s so known for it that they literally call him the man without fear (it’s not that matt has no fear- it’s that matt presents fear differently, responds to fear differently)
matt murdock has developed specific coping mechanisms and behaviors to respond to certain sensory input:
“Three-hundred-some pulse rates just doubled. I can’t unhear them, so I use one of my mental exercises. I picture all those hearts as instruments in a giant orchestra.”
it’s kind of hard to make distinctions between the things matt does because he’s blind (textured suits, specifically organized desk, routines, etc) and things that he does specifically because he’s neurodivergent, and i know folks are going to challenge me on that, because how dare i headcanon a character as autistic. especially how dare i claim a character can be disabled and also mentally ill and neurodivergent
but i think this difficulty of distinction makes sense, a) because supersenses, and who says that supersenses can’t also be described as sensory processing disorder and in terms of neurodivergence and b) intersectionality of experience; because guess what people can be autistic and blind and you can’t always separate out specific elements of why people respond to their world in certain ways because brains are fucking complicated
Spider silks, the stuff of spider webs, are a materials engineer’s dream: they can be stronger than steel at a mere fraction of weight, and also can be tougher and more flexible. Spider silks also tend not to provoke the human immune system. Some even inhibit bacteria and fungi, making them potentially ideal for surgery and medical device applications. Exploitation of these natural marvels has been slow, due in part to the challenges involved in identifying and characterizing spider silk genes, but researchers from the Perelman School of Medicine at the University of Pennsylvania have now made a major advance with the largest-ever study of spider silk genes.
As they report today in an advance online paper in Nature Genetics, Penn scientists and their collaborators sequenced the full genome of the golden orb-weaver spider (Nephila clavipes), a prolific silk-spinner that turns out to produce 28 varieties of silk proteins. In addition to cataloguing new spider silk genes, the researchers discovered novel patterns within the genes that may help to explain the unique properties of different types of silk.
(cis). race: miqo’te
/ seeker of the sun. height: 4′11″ eye
color: luminous gold! hair
color: solid black.
the facts -
day: 27th sun of the 4th umbral moon (age is kept a guarded sneakrit) occupation: no ‘official’
occupation anymore, does whatever his mood dictates. sexual
identification: demisexual, only interested in men. romantic
identification: homoromantic. alignment: chaotic
history: did a lot of toeing the line while working with
privateers, has since moved on to providing distractions for his partner’s
thefts, occasionally shows up in places he doesn’t belong, picks locks that
shouldn’t be picked, and has fenced a thing or three. relationship
status: taken, polyamorous. sweet
on: his husband, beruht’a jharaji, and his boyfriend, cohno’ra
food: pears, tuna nigiri. favorite drink: pear
artist: zevet doesn’t know a lot of artists/musicians by name, so he’d
say his favorites are his boys (conor with art, beru with music). favorite
scent: coconut. favorite person: the
facts about your muse:
zevet’s mother was both an accomplished alchemist and a water witch! he learned much of his
current knowledge from her at a very young age.
zevet, while city-born from city-born parents, descends from a branch of the
lynx tribe that gravitated toward la noscea/the rhotano sea.
is why his name was, at birth, x’vett! however, his parents quickly decided to
change it to ‘zevet’ after it was frequently mispronounced. their ‘throwback
to our roots’ idea didn’t pan out well.
loves silk not because– or at least not entirely because– it’s luxurious and
expensive, but because the feel of silk is cool and smooth like water woven
one piece of jewelry he never removes is a small gold-chain anklet. it was the
first indulgent thing he’d ever bought for himself in his entire life– it took
a very long time to save up for, at the time, and it meant quite a lot to
young-zevet to finally have something beautiful and sparkling of his own.
has about six piercings in each ear, one in his tongue, one through both of his
nipples, and two in his navel.
also has five dick piercings LMFAO.
zevet is… an incredibly disorganized, messy person. while his personal
hygiene is top-notch, he leaves everything a disaster in his wake; flour and
eggshells and butcher paper and dirty dishes all over the kitchen, makeup
powder and gold paint and hair and fur all over the bathroom, … even candy
wrappers shoved down into sofa cushions.
sometimes zevet gets way too ahead of himself and oversteps certain boundaries
when trying to help solve the problems of the people closest to him, often
confronting opposing parties and/or putting himself at some measure of risk
when he feels someone is ‘stuck’ or not willing to solve a problem
themselves. the thought is appreciated, but… sometimes you should let people
solve their own problems on their own time, zevet.
inherited his leonine ears from his mother!
five things -
things they like: - very
long naps near an open window. - sex.
how surprising. - being
the big spoon. - that
part of the wood floor that’s all warm from the sun filtering in through the
window. it’s a good spot for laying. - very
5 things they dislike: - spiders. - centipedes. - millipedes. - yarzon. - literally
all fucking bugs, honestly.
5 good habits: - very
well groomed and hygienic! - generous,
polite, and friendly toward even strangers, will strike up conversation with
anyone. - the
mom friend™. - timely!
despite being a heavy sleeper and difficult to wake up, he’s never late to his
own appointments. - doesn’t
break his promises, can keep secrets, and is honest (where honesty counts).
5 bad habits: - is a
fucking disorganized messy disaster when it comes to personal spaces. - heavy
sleeper, very difficult to wake up. - carefully
bottles up and packs away all of his own problems, no matter how severe, and
keeps them out of sight and out of mind of his partners. - can
be incredibly confrontational and relentless about it. - tends
to get unnecessarily angry/defensive/sad/protective on the behalf of those
closest to him when it probably really isn’t warranted.
No, I don’t think you get it. I’ve read a million poems that say “he was a melted sunset” or “he reminded me of the ocean on a windy day” or “I’ve never met a boy that could hold the stars like the sky before.” You say these things because the boy you love is beautiful to you, the way you think about them is beautiful, and so you try to use the beautiful sky as a way to describe him to the rest of us. You use the sunrise, the ocean, the starry sky because they are so obviously awe-inspiring that anyone listening will get the picture. We get it. He’s beautiful.
But what you don’t understand is that someday, you’re going to meet a boy that is not “like” any of those things at all. He will BE those things. He is not a sunrise, because thick watercolor sunrises run through his veins like silk. He is not the blue-green waves crashing onto sand, or the flowers he gave you before your first kiss- his bones are made of old feather quills, his eyes will knock the air out of you better than any wave from a murky ocean ever will. He is not a starry skyline, oh honey, he can breathe in galaxies and exhale what makes your toes curl. Someday, there will be a boy who makes you realize how invaluable and precious your skin is just because it’s the only way you can feel the creases in his palms. He will fill your lungs with sweeter air than oxygen can ever muster, will charge your soul so powerfully that it will take no effort to make your heart beat. There will be things he makes you feel that you didn’t even know were possible. There will be a boy who will make you realize that you’ve never been in love before.
And when he breaks your heart- though God I hope he doesn’t- it’s going to make parts of your scars squeeze in ways you didn’t know existed. But it won’t hurt the way you think. Cause get this: you will give him the consent to break your heart. You will know that you are not what makes him happy, and you’ll be okay with that. Trust me, it’ll hurt… No piano ballad will make you dance, and your mouth will taste of tingy steel. Nothing will seem truly wonderful anymore. You will claw for it and beg to see something that moves you, but nothing will ever compare to him. You will feel like your chest is a void for a while, but your heart will keep beating within it. Trust me, your heart will not forget to live: because he is worth living through a broken heart.
That’s because that boy will be more than just beautiful. He will be the type of living poetry you didn’t know existed- the kind you can reach your hands into and hold onto. The kind with lips and warm whispers and terribly bad habits. The kind with callused hands to hold and cologned hoodies to be used as pillows, with dreams you are intoxicated with and a laugh that warms your soul. The kind that sticks with you years after you first read it, as if it were a tattoo on your heart. The kind that changes the way you read other poetry.
No, you just don’t get it yet. Someday there will be a boy who will prove to you why. He will be the one that will show you that sunsets and oceans and starry skylines are beautiful, but nothing on this earth can come close to making you feel the way he does. He is not just beautiful, dear. He is so much more.
Colour can tell us a lot about people; how they are and how they think or just plainly what they like. Each sign is known for having certain traits, which may make you think of a certain colour as colours can be associated with certain emotions.
Please remember these colours are mostly my personal opinion, whilst some of these colours are often agreed as almost the signs mascot colour.
As a fire sign, ARIES is associated with RED because they can be head-strong, bold and ruthless. RED also represents independence, which ARIES has in bags. It also shows they are not to be messed around with as RED signifies danger or warning.
TAURUS is associated with DEEP GREEN because they are an Earth sign and are very grounded. DEEP GREEN represents their strong will as deep colours can’t be easily erased or painted over. It also represents their grounded nature and how they are often rooted in traditions or sentimentality.
GEMINI can be associated with LIGHT PURPLE. Because they are an air sign they tend to be more laid-back, relaxed and sometimes quiet like pale colours. LIGHT PURPLE represents their humble side, but also their fun, ‘go with the flow’ side because light colours can go with any colour.
CANCER is associated with ROYAL PURPLE. As a water sign, they can be very emotional and nurturing so ROYAL PURPLE represents how deep they are inside. CANCER has a good nature and will defend those they love, ROYAL PURPLE shows how they will take anyone under their wings.
It’s generally agreed that this fire sign’s colour is GOLD. LEO is ruled by the Sun, so GOLD represents their vibrancy and that this sign is quite independent. LEO is also considered to be almost the royalty of the signs, as represented by the lion, so GOLD fits them perfectly.
The second Earth sign can be represented through LIGHT BLUE. VIRGO is calm and collected, they think through absolutely everything to analyse all the different results of a situation. LIGHT BLUE shows that VIRGO is modest and humble, sometimes quiet too.
The Venus-ruled air sign of LIBRA can be associated with PALE PINK. They can be reserved, but have a lot of emotions inside of them. LIBRA likes love, but will not be cocky and show-off-ish about their love affairs, hence PALE PINK showing their quiet affections.
DEEP RED shows the mysterious and sexual sign of SCORPIO. As a water sign, they have intense emotions which they lock up inside themselves. DEEP RED shows their mystery and secrecy, as well as their sexual nature. SCORPIO is shown by DEEP RED because they are like luxury silk or velvet you want to dive into.
The optimistic fire sign SAGITTARIUS can be associated with the happy and preppy colour of YELLOW. SAGITTARIUS often experience wanderlust and a need to experience, YELLOW is bright and represents this keenness that is inside of any SAGITTARIUS heart. They are also bursting with positivity just like YELLOW.
A CAPRICORN may be associated with GREY. Whilst this seems boring and dull, CAPRICORN is exactly the opposite. GREY represents their may different shades and layers, and that although they are quiet, they are dark and mysterious as well. CAPRICORN is the last of the Earth signs and perhaps the wisest, GREY shows that they are knowledgeable.
Last of the air signs, the water bearer: AQUARIUS. DEEP BLUE shows how deep the mind of an AQUARIUS can be. They are always exploring new ideas or theories and DEEP BLUE represents how they delve into the unknown. It also shows that they are less willing to publicly show their emotions, which is common with air signs.
Lastly, PISCES can be represented by WHITE. They are regarded as quite innocent, but very strong just like WHITE. It shows that they are pure and fighters as WHITE is bold and sturdy. PISCES is the sweetest angel and the cruelest solider. WHITE shows this as it can work with any colour, but is very stand alone.