Hi, good question! Let me take the opportunity to write something about gastropod eyes in general:
To answer your question, a snail generally has only two eyes, but the location can vary from subordes. To understand this, we need to look at a definition of the word Ommatophore:
“A movable stalk supporting an eye, as found in certain invertebrates.”
Stylommatophore have their eyes on the top of their first pair of tentacles (which can be concluded form the word Stylo-). Most Stylommatophores are the basic land-snails you all love or hate for eating your greens:
[A small selection of land-snails]
All Stylommatophores have four tentacles, of which two are “feelers” and two are the stalks for the eyes:
[A diagram of the land-snail face]
The Basommatophores, on the other hand,have eyes at the base of their (non retractable) first pair of tentacles:
[A Sulawesi Rabbit-snail with black pinpoint eyes]
BUT WAIT, there’s more! Sometimes snails are the victim of bizarre mutations, these can include a lot of different mutations in the shell area of the snail, but the head region can be mutated as well. Behold a dichotomous branched eye-stalk:
Question on eye contact! The one character I've got tends to be understimulated most of the time, so I kind of imagine that rather than finding eye contact uncomfortable, he maintains it to the point where other people start getting uncomfortable. Is this a reasonable interpretation? Or is eye contact for autistic people universally uncomfortable?
Hi! This sounds reasonable to me. Some autistic people do make more eye-contact than allistic individuals (or at different times to allistic people), and the unspoken rules about when you can and when you cannot make eye contact are hard to follow!
What's your regular skin care routine and then what's your like "pamper day" routine? If you have different ones that is.
My Current Skin Care Routine:
Fresh Soy Face Cleanser
Klairs Supple Preparation Toner
The Ordinary Niacinamide 10% + Zinc 1% mixed with Cosrx Advanced Snail 96 Mucin Power Essence
Benton Fermentation Eye Cream
Cosrx Oil-Free Ultra Mositurizing Lotion
Cosrx Aloe Soothing Sun Cream
Botanic Farms Grain Ferment Cleansing Sherbet
Fresh Soy Face Cleanser (if I feel like I need it)
Cosrx BHA Blackhead Power Liquid (2x a week) OR Cosrx One Step Pimple Clear Pads (when not using the BHA liquid)
Klairs Supple Preparation Toner
The Ordinary Niacinamide 10% + Zinc 1%
Cosrx Advanced Snail 96 Mucin Power Essence
Benton Fermentation Eye Cream
Benton Snail Bee High Content Steam Cream mixed with a few drops of The Ordinary 100% Organic Cold‑Pressed Rose Hip Seed Oil
My Pampering Night Time Routine
Always oil cleanse first! No matter what I’m using after, I always make sure I use an oil cleanser to create a clean slate to work off of.
Apply Lush Catastrophe Cosmetic face mask.
Hop in the shower and do a quick wash (Using up the last of my Lush Rose Jam 💔 ). Apply OGX Conditioner (probably Kukui Nut) and let sit. Rinse off Lush face mask and follow with Fresh Soy Face Cleanse.
Exit the shower and get a bath running. Apply a well-soaked sheet mask (Prelab Aqua Energy 💖 ).
Get into the bath and dissolve whatever Lush bath product I’m going to use (Been loving the bath oils lately).
Relax and watch Youtube videos (There may or may not be wine involved in all of this 😁 ) Rinse out hair conditioner in bath water before I get out. Never get bath water on your face.
Get out of the bath and put some hair product in. I’m using up my OGX Coconut Curls Styling Milk. I’ll usually pull my hair back in a headband until I go to bed.
I’d then complete my skin care routine; I would usually go onto the moisturizing phase of my routine after a sheet mask.
Once I’m mostly dry, I apply body moisturizer. This time of year, I’d usually apply a lighter lotion, such as the Hempz Age Defying Lotion. I’d follow up with the Nuxe Huile Prodigieuse, because that scent is TO DIE FOR. 😍😍😍
Get into my pajamas and chill out! Watch TV, do my nails, read, etc. etc. Until I’m ready to sleep.
Take my meds and brush my teeth. A little Glossier Coconut Balm Dot Com on the lips and L’Occitane Shea Butter Hand Cream when I’m about to go to bed. So many good fragrances to lull me to sleep!
um i basically use snail cream for EVERYTHING like no joke. but it really depends on how my skin is doing/if i am on my period and such. but these are my top shelf items that i use weekly. i need to put them under a read more…..because there is a lot
I HAVE DRYISH SKIN AND I RARELY GET ZITS SO PLEASE NOTE THAT WHAT WORKS FOR ME MIGHT NOT WORK FOR YOU. IT HAS TAKEN ME A YEAR TO GET THIS ROUTINE DOWN SO BE PATIENT BBYS. SKIN TAKES TIME.
“Jesus, (y/n). You’re movin’ at the speed of a snail.”
You roll your eyes and tighten your grip on Race, one hand on his chest and the other around his waist as you help him down the hallway. His arm is around your shoulders, and you’re happy to feel that he isn’t leaning as heavily on you as he used to. “You have to take your time if you want to get better.”
“I know, I know, and you tell me that every day.” He sighs as you start to walk down the steps together. “But they don’t call me Racetrack for nothin.’“
You giggle and continue to help him down the steps. “What do you want to eat, ‘Racetrack?’”
He grins down at you, and you fight back a blush at the way his bright blue eyes are twinkling at you. “Your soup, a ‘course.”
“But I make you that soup every day!”
“And it gets even better every time.”
You roll your eyes at his cheesiness as you reach the last step. Race has been recovering from the carriage accident for about a month and a half now, and you still haven’t let go of the guilt. So you’re doing anything you can for him, at the moment.
But you’re slowly realizing you would always do anything for Race.
You swallow nervously at the thought as you lead Race into the kitchen. He leans back against the counter, and you turn the stove on. It’s like this every day-he leans back and watches you cook, only two feet away from you. It’s a small kitchen, with one counter with a stove and one on the opposite wall for setting materials down and cupboards above it. Race reaches up and hands you a pot from the cupboard above him, and you smile gratefully as you take it. By now, the two of you work like a well-oiled machine.
Earlier, you had pumped a bucket of water from the well down the street just for this purpose. You pour it into the pot and chop vegetables as you wait for it to boil. Glancing behind you, you see Race still leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. “You know you can go sit on the couch, right?”
“I know. I just like looking at you.”
You’re glad he can’t see your blush as you sweep some chopped carrots into the soup. You have been the source of all of the groceries at the Lodging House for awhile now, which makes you happy. It’s the least you can do to help your friends.You take the vial of chicken broth you brought from home and pour it into the pot with the carrots, adding celery next.
“I love you.”
Your eyes widen in shock, and you almost cut your finger off as your limbs fail to cooperate. “What?”
“I love you.” You hear Race shift, and he limps the small step across the room to stand next to you. He takes the knife gently from your hands and sets it on the cutting board. You look up at him with wide eyes, and he smiles gently.
And then he kisses you.
You gasp into the kiss, freezing at the feeling that you’ve wanted for so long. His hand moves from your wrist to lace his fingers with yours, and you move your free one to rest gently on his chest. After a couple of seconds, you pull away.
“How long?” you breathe, keeping your eyes closed as his lips brush gently over yours.
“Since before the accident.”
“Me too.” You sigh and wrap both of your arms around his neck, pulling him down into a deeper kiss. He pulls you close, but you make sure not to lean on him so as not to make him fall over on his unsteady legs. You gasp against his mouth as he bites your lip gently, and you can’t help but pull him closer.
“Oh my god!”
The two of you spring apart at the small voice, and you cover your mouth in shock and embarassment at being caught. Race catches himself on the counter just in time to miss falling over. Butch-a new boy, nearly nine-stands in the doorway with his mouth hanging open and his hat askew on top of his black hair.
Just as you make eye-contact with the youngest newsie, he sprints away down the hall, yelling, “(y/n) and Race was kissing!” over and over again.
“WHAT?” someone yells in response-Romeo. The chatter of all of the boys echo down the hall towards you, and you can hear them all wrestling with each other to get to you and Race first.
You glance over at Race, who grins mischievously at you. “Worth it.” You go to swat him on the arm, but he catches your wrist and pulls you into his chest. You gasp slightly and he smirks down at you before kissing you again.