LITERALLY Me When Talking About Spiders.

Could you please do head cannons for the slender brothers about a s/o who's autistic and is having a break down on how they would help her ✨ I had to after seeing one of your recent posts, thank you!

I’m sorry these are short! I’m not experienced with autism, but I’ve done the research and hope I got everything correct. I understand that not all meltdowns are the same, so I tried to just get the general picture.

Slender

His voice is calming and soothing as he talks to you

He’ll fetch your stim objects and perhaps your favorite snack or drink to get you calm enough to talk to him.

He’ll guide you to a safer/quieter/ dark place.

He’ll try to find the root of the meltdown and see what he can do to fix it.

Or if there’s something that you need, he’ll fetch it for you.

He’s very logical, so it’s likely he’ll creatively work with you to find out the problem by asking questions.

If you need some alone time, he’ll leave if need be. 

But out of habit he’ll peek in on you from time to time to make sure you’re not injuring yourself or getting overly panicked.

After the melt down, he’ll talk soothingly and suggest a warm bath after grounding yourself.

He’ll ask if you want or need anything and he’ll get said item. 

If you’re alright with being touched and held now, he’ll give you a solid hug and squeeze you against him.

Offender

He doesn’t know exactly what to do, but he tries his best to talk you through it. 

He’ll ask you how he can help you calm down, then he’ll try and go from there. 

He’ll fetch you something if you need it, 

But if it’s hidden somewhere he probably won’t find it bc he’s kinda blind when it comes to finding things ngl

But he’ll try and find a nice subsitute in the meantime.

He’s not too good with calming people down, but he’ll use his calming voice to soothe your emotions.

Will mayyybe (definitely) beat someone up if they were being too loud and annoying that triggered your meltdown.

After you’ve cooled off, he’ll hug and kiss you if you want and bring you some water so you stay hydrated.

Trender

He’ll go into New-York-City-Intern mode and fetch anything he thinks you need.

Comfort Item? Check

Stim toys? Check?

Cat? Check

Dog? Already on top of s/o.

WheReS The wATER? Oh, there it is!

Probably more scared than you are because he struggles to be a good boyfriend all of the time and just wants to make you feel better <3

He’ll sit by your side and try to talk it out, even if he’s not the best at communication, or talking at all, for that matter.

He might pull out some special fabrics he knows you like to stim with to help calm you down once the worst part is over.

He’ll also pull out some nifty bath bombs to help you relax post-meltdown.

Splendor

He’s so distressed too bc all he wants to do is HUG YOU and give you his love and affection.

But he can’t so he uses his words to try and help you calm down.

He carries some of your stim things and comfort items in his pockets bc he likes them too and it reminds him of you.

He’ll guide you away from the situation at hand, and sit you down in a quiet place, possibly dark too if he can find one.

He doesn’t have any trouble using his words to calm you down, he’s a great talker.

And if this has happened before, he always knows the path he has to take to calm you down correctly.

But once it’s over, he’ll avoid the area of the meltdown and take you somewhere relaxing, probably the bedroom for you to take a nice nap.

I see! I'm not a stranger to hip pain though, because my human form does have hip dysplasia, and unfortunately it's really prone to either inflammation (which also means it'll fill up with water) or it jumps out of socket/dislocates, and that really unpleasant! 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍👀💯😅😳🥲🥹🥺😭🤬👉🏻👈🏻

Hey, regarding your hip, could it be that you have hip dysplasia by any chance? 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍👀💯✨👉🏻👈🏻

Hello darling,

I think the problem is simply that I am becoming sort of an Old Fogey, my dear. ;-)

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i don't use desktop 😭

Okay, now I actually feel kinda stupid because I didn't even see the arrow thingy... But in my defense, I don't wear my glasses! 🤦🏻‍♀️😅🤣✨

*Snorts* So he actually did indeed fall down the staircase and probably gave poor Mrs. Hudson a heart attack! 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍✨😂🤣😌😁😉☺️💯👉🏻👈🏻

Does your broken butt fell better today, Sherly? 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍🥺🥹😭😳🥲😅☺️😉😁😌😂🤣👉🏻👈🏻

My posterior is not broken. The majority of it consists of muscles like the gluteus maximus, which you can't really break.

Concerning my bruised non-injured coccyx and sacrum, I might have palpated them when if I had fallen on them. And the theoretical palpation showed no broken or moving parts. No x-ray necessary given that a broken coccyx can't be treated with a cast anyway given you can't immobilise the bone properly.

But of course such a theoretical injury takes some days to heal and several impact points on legs and arms have bruises when you fall down the stairs. Hematoma usually take a few weeks to heal, as well as the pain to lessen. All theoretical, of course.

I'll take that as a yes! 🕷️❤️😘🥰😍😇🙂☺️😉😌🤤😏😁🤭😋💯👀👉🏻👈🏻

merry crimemas, what crime are you planning on committing?

sodomy

It would be almost as perfect as our friendship, wouldn't it, Mycroft? 🕷️❤️😘😍🥰😌☺️😉😁✨👉🏻👈🏻

Entomomania doesn't have anything to do with fear. It's the total opposite. It's the abnormal love for insects.

So what do you think about people that are utterly obsessed and head over heels in love with all kinds of bugs?

And yes, the cake is dark chocolate and it's also home made. I hope you liked it.

You are quite right. Thankfully, our resident arachnid expert @talking-tarantula was able to catch that unfortunate blunder.

So, what is my opinion on people that have an unnatural obsession with insects and spiders? Whatever keeps you occupied and away from illegal activities, all the better. Better to have an obsession and make a decent career out of it, than to have no interests and drown in mediocrity.

Oh

Homemade, you say? Well, who am I to deny you the satisfaction of gifting a work of art to someone such as myself. I shall savor it all the more.

Yay for the hand getting better and glad you're alright! My wrist on the other hand hurts and the curse of the red well is onto me this week! But I'm happy to hear from you again and hope that you'll be around more often once in a while again! 🕷️❤️

@talking-tarantula

Hi, I'll answer this here with just an answer on, I don't know, that? This is my mod account, I've talked about that stuff plenty but I know you weren't around when it happened. I don't talk about that on the roleplay account, I made this mod account to talk about anything roleplay related that- well wasn't roleplay. Mod posts!

I think the only person that was "replaced" was the sherlock account, everyone else after either: Left John, is either John or their friend, Stayed neutral/Was not posting at the time.

Their Jim is a replacement, but John did not replace me aha. He just had an opening after I left. It's a little bit of a, difference.

I'm okay, personally. I had a hand injury at the time and it was going not good, so mostly I left the situation behind. I have friends, I have support, I have a real life. This situation helped me step back a lot and, well, focus on my real life rather people online who can turn on you for funsies I guess. I prefer real life. So I haven't been around since.

My hand's getting better, after a few surgeries it's, getting better! ... So yeah. Not much now, I've just been focusing on work mostly. We had a large order we had to work on for awhile, and currently running the shop while our boss is out on vacation. Don't want to toot my own horn, but we're pretty important these days. Training to be the boss, so it's a fun little practice run.

Granted that was this week, so I'm off now. Long weekend, which is always nice because it's my anniversary (won't say which day) so we have a lot of plans.

I'm very happy to see you on tumblr again, I very much missed you during that time you were away. <3

That's okay! Thanks for the tipps anyway, Doctor! ...I also think I may or may have broken my scapthoid when I was was driving around with one of those e-scooters in my human form the other day. ...And I may or may not have waited for the symptoms to becomes better when they only became worse for five weeks! 🕷️❤️🥰😍😘😚😅😬🥺🙃🙂🥲🥹☺️😌✨👀💯👉🏻👈🏻

Hello doctor Watson! Just a quick question; How often should a hip normally be able to move out of socket (thanks to hip dysplsia)? 🕷️❤️🥰😍😘☺️😉😌😁😳😭😅🥺🥹😇👉🏻👈🏻

😃😧😰

If you have a diagnosis then your doctor should know severity and those questions should be directed at them. If it's a severe anomaly then there are treatment options/surgery.

It's important to talk about options with your doctor early as this is a classic condition that worsens over time, especially if you develop arthritis. Surgery is far more successful in those without arthritis in the hip.

So, please make sure to check this out with your doctor sooner rather later. As much as I'd love to help, I'm not sure I can work with such small equipment for your tiny arachnid body.

Damn right, they do! 🕷️❤️😘🥰😍✨💯😂🤣🤤😏😁🤭😋😌😉☺️🙂👀👉🏻👈🏻

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Dungeon Bats

Animagus!Snape x Animagus!Professor!Reader Wordcount: ~1000 Summary: Severus Snape thinks the Muggle Studies professor is strange only to find out she is an animagus with an awfully familiar form.

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The Muggle Studies professor was strange.

Hogwarts always had its fair share of odd characters occupying teaching positions. Even a ghost, evidently, was capable of teaching. But he couldn’t place what it was about you that made him so suspicious. 

You were human, not like Firenze or Professor Binns. You weren’t kooky like Hagrid or Professor Trelawney. Outwardly, you appeared perfectly normal. However, there were oddities if one looked closely.

You ate fruit. Lots of it. Every day at breakfast, instead of toast, eggs, bacon, sausage, things the other teachers would partake in, your breakfast consisted of fruit and only fruit, including a cup of pumpkin juice. Your plate appeared almost like a small pyramid, stacked with cubes of cantaloupe, pineapple, strawberries, honeydew, and grapes, leaving behind a pool of sweet juices when consumed. 

You also had a tendency to pop up and disappear seemingly out of nowhere. One time he went into your classroom to talk to you about moving a couple of detentions around only to find it empty, having swept his gaze around it. Just as he approached your office door to knock on it, you uttered a soft “hello” as you stood in the middle of the classroom, making him jump out of his skin. 

Furthermore, Filch had brought up to him once that he could hear some perplexing screeching noises echoing from random parts of the castle at night and even what sounded like right outside the windows. What was strange about it is he only brought them up the morning after you were scheduled to perform rounds.

This wasn’t to say he disliked you. Quite the opposite. Out of everyone in the castle, he’d say he preferred your company. Who he'd rather sit next to at Quidditch games? Probably you. Even though you were the Muggle Studies teacher, you had plenty of knowledge about Care for Magical Creatures and DADA. Potions weren’t your forte, but you’d happily let him ramble about the subject, even when he’d realize too late that he was rambling. 

“Why do you eat so much fruit?” he asked one day when you came into his classroom eating a sliced-up apple.

“Oh, uh, that’s just my animagus urges. Sorry, am I dripping juice on the ground again?”

He blinked dumbly at you. “You’re an animagus?”

You chuckled, “You didn’t know, Severus? I thought Minerva would’ve told you. Yes, I am an animagus.”

“What animal?” he asked. You smirked and set down the apple slices on a nearby table before shifting. Your robes moved with you, swishing up and shrinking until you took the form of a fruit bat. You flapped and swooped about the air in a few circles before landing on the flat surface of the table, using your talons and thumbs hooks to wriggle toward your sweet fruit.

“You’re a fruit bat,” he observed. You screeched at him in confirmation and began to gingerly gnaw on the flesh of the nearest apple slice. Severus remained quiet for a little, seemingly thinking to himself as his fingers flexed and his jaw clenched slightly. Much to your curiosity, he wordlessly set his wand down and took a deep breath. Within a flash, his robes swooped around him, and in his place was a fruit bat, just like you, but bigger. He flapped his wings just hard enough to get him onto the table as he landed with an audible thud. It was pretty much impossible for bats to take flight without launching from a tree or a high-up place.

[Woah! You’re a bat too? That’s awesome! Is that why students call you a “dungeon bat?”]

[Yes, I am an animagus whose form is also a bat, and no, that’s just a coincidence.]

[How come you’re so much bigger than me?]

[You don’t exactly tower over me, Y/N.]

From then on, the two of you would sometimes go on day flights if both of you had some free time. While both of you wished to fly at nights, you still needed time to sleep and perform your teaching duties during the day. However, your favorite times were when the both of you were scheduled to do rounds. Your classrooms were on opposite sides of the castle so it was almost like a game to use echolocation to find each other in the dark and meet up. It was a little fun considering the dungeons were almost maze-like. If the two of you were sure that no students were out and about, you’d ditch your duties, ascend up the Astronomy tower, and take off into the night sky, playfully chasing one another or showing off flying moves. 

Severus hardly used his form unless it was necessary. It’s not like one got to choose which animal they could shift into. Admittedly, he was a bit let down when he first shifted all those years ago, but with you he learned to embrace his batiness, though he still resisted such urges when it came to eating a castle’s worth of fruit. He liked flying, of course, but he found that he quite liked hanging upside down too, especially when he needed a break from grading or just wanted a change of scenery. Sometimes he’d come hang around your office when you were grading and vice versa.

Dumbledore came to visit his classroom one late afternoon to talk about a particularly unruly Slytherin, but could not find the potion master anywhere, not even in his office. It was rather dark, all the lamps extinguished and curtains drawn. What he did notice, however, was two wands haphazardly tossed onto the stone ground near Snape’s desk, one of which he recognized as your wand. Dumbledore craned his neck up towards the ceiling where an old chandelier hung and sure enough, hanging from one of the rungs was a large fruit bat, and swaddled in its wings being held close to its fur, a smaller fruit bat. The both of you were napping. The old wizard smiled at the sight and slowly receded back through the doorway, happy that Severus had finally found a little bat of his own.