#autistic panic

[ho0i]

oohh.. sorry guys i not have Idea what posting hhehhe....let see a mini comic with my ocs :c

[thehermitwitch]

Leo trembled under Donnie, jaw clenched as tears flooded his cheeks, the salty water leaving streaks amidst the dirt and grime. Donnie ripped his purple mask off his face, tying it above the elbow of Leo’s right arm. His own, feeling far too slow, despite the adrenaline gushing through his veins, anxiety making everything speed up, but his stiff limbs refused to catch up. 

It was just the two of them on a supply run. Not even far off from the city. There weren’t even supposed to be any infected. No spores floating invisibly. It was barely a 25 minute walk away. How could this go wrong, how?! 

‘It’s fine Dee, so what if I got bit, it’s fii--ne.’

Donnie’s fingers danced, wiggling due to stress. His lungs stop, start, stop, start. He can’t breathe properly. Leo’s pained rambling of insurances crowding Donnie’s ears. Staring hard at the discarded sword lying near Leo’s head. It won’t be long before the infection takes hold, changing Leo’s mood drastically with it. The limb needs to be cut off. But the katana is on its way to being blunt. It’ll take too long. There is no time for this. Thankfully the runners have been taken care of…  

Donnie’s broken gas mask burns in his lap.

Donnie stops breathing, as his ninpo turns his wooden bō into a wickedly sharp blade. The purple light makes Leo look even iller. Who just swallows and gives a small, wobbly smile. Fear swimming in his eyes.

Leo takes a shaky breath in via his nose, ‘I trust you Dee. I trust you.’

Donnie nods, his vocal cords also having shut down. He can feel a meltdown growing, but this is not the time and place for it. Focusing on removing Leo’s Mask from his face, slicked with sweat. Donnie clumps the fabric between Leo’s teeth, and delays the need to panic. It’ll be a bad one when it shows, but this is not the time and place for it. Time is of the essence. 

Donnie aims the ninpo blade, pushing a good chunk of weight onto holding Leo’s wrist down. The bite mark stares back, all angry and red. 

Donnie saws.

Leo screams.

[somecunttookmyurl]

spent like 6 hours today helping boyfriend clean his room and organise his things and now i'm absolutely exhausted

sat on the couch trying to get at least some crochet done and i

[exquisite-peculiarity]

Shout out to all the autistic people whose routines have been fucked up by Covid-19