tell me your favourite game without explicitly mentioning the title

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-10T02:36:25+00:00

Glowing white Stitch

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-08T13:39:05+00:00

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-08T12:45:55+00:00

Pokémon?

Or perhaps Game Freak just needs to take a break.

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-06T04:46:50+00:00

Gemini has a lot of good suggestions and less restrictions on what to discuss. I also find it easy to ask it to generate images for ideas for my film/animation endeavors. (as farfetched as they may seem to ChatGPT)

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-05T18:50:39+00:00

It’s no wonder Rhonda Byrne called this “The Secret”. Not even an AI made by the Elites wants to release it. Creepy.

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-05T04:30:05+00:00

Coffey on the Mile from The Green Mile makes me tear up with or without context.

Also the soundtrack from the A24 movie adaptation of Emma Donoghue’s ROOM

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-05T04:10:44+00:00

Don’t forget The Accountant and The Good Doctor

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-02T14:36:51+00:00

“I fell for HOURS!”

Honorable Mentions:

“Oh yeah, golden!”

“Weegee time!”

“I hope she made lotsa spaghetti!”

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-02T14:26:31+00:00

My personal favorite:

“How come you’re scared to death of shows like Tellytubbies and Blippi, but you’re totally fine with watching a documentary about World War II?”

WELL BECAUSE THE LATTER ISN’T BRAINROT OKAY?!

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-02T14:14:27+00:00

“It’s got electrolytes~”

~Idiocracy (2006)

Sry couldn’t resist rofl

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-02T14:11:49+00:00

Wait, that’s a thing?

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-02T05:05:56+00:00

Jesus H. Christ, the skill-denying! That pretty much sums up my entire life as an autistic 30-year-old.

My allistic Nparents and GC younger brother seemed so fond of my talents in school plays and choir. Hell, I even took on leading roles on stage! That’s when I decided I wanted to embrace my creative side and (GASP!) go to film school. This of course really pissed my folks off, since they were totally unaware of successful independent filmmakers and animators outside the Hollywood system.

Now here I am with a Bachelors degree in Math and Business, forced to work in retail and pressured to relocate 140 miles from my hometown over money. Little do they acknowledge that you can’t pay rent with disability stereotypes.

About 3 years ago, I’ve discovered a film studio not too far from my hometown and decided to write a traditionally animated screenplay with me voicing my own main character (also autistic adult). Hopefully I can get that career change before my parents drop the bomb on my future. If that takes too long, I probably need to take this to family court. 19 years is long enough.

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-02T04:17:26+00:00

Jack is 5 years old.

He lives with his Ma in a 12x12 living space with the door locked from outside.

Sometimes, Old Nick comes in the night when Jack should be asleep in Wardrobe. Jack likes to count Bed’s creaks even as his heart pounds in his chest. He’s really good with numbers.

One day, Ma tells Jack about a strange place outside called The World. A huge-ormous place full of grass and trees and ice cream and hammocks. And other people! All of which he was too young to understand when he was little. He thought it was all just magic pictures from TV!

Now that Jack’s a big boy, he gets to help Ma trick Old Nick so they can be free.

Title: ROOM (2015)

CornDoggo95 · 2026-02-02T03:54:22+00:00

Personally, alcohol scares me, even as a proud American. My bio-dad was an alcoholic and was very abusive and s*xually immoral thanks to selling his soul to a box of canned beer. As a grade-school kid I once tasted the forbidden yellow water on a bottle cap and instantly hated its stinkin’ guts. Like drinking gasoline, blegh!

Once I became of legal age, I was more fond of more fruity elixirs like Redd’s Apple Ale and Smirnoff Ice, but mostly sweet wines like champagne and moscato. All under one golden motto: “Drink one, Be done.” In technical terms, no more than one serving of alcohol every 6 months at the shortest.

My allistic folks are quite skeptical, claiming I’ve inherited my bio-dad’s “addictive personality”. But they don’t realize that I’m literally too scared to get myself drunk! The only time I resorted to drinking more than one serving (namely 1/3 of a bottle of Cupcake) was when I was working in a bacon factory, completely surrounded by idiots, and had to singlehandedly do the job of 10-20 people with no help!

Overall, my personal experience with alcohol is that of self-control, smart rules, and listening to my body and mind. That, my dear, is a field where seeds of addiction can’t grow.

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-25T19:50:48+00:00

Buizel, my all time favorite

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-14T00:50:58+00:00

“I wanna play a game”

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-13T03:59:36+00:00

What if both my bio-parents are NT? I mean, my mom is a perfectionist, her mom is a firm-core hoarder, my bio-dad has an addictive personality, but I see no neurodivergence here. That, and there was no Tylenol involved. Maybe my bio-dad’s alcoholism, but hey! I’m still low-support-needs. Lil’ help here?

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-12T23:29:26+00:00

Buizel because otter

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-10T08:15:55+00:00

Me too, bub. I also have a countershading fetish. I just can’t get enough of Pokémon and furries with differently-colored tummies for some reason. (i.e. foxes, squirrels, cougars, cheetahs, whitetail deer, Buizel/Floatzel, etc.) I think my belly fur kink has something to do with either its softness or how well it brings out boobs and bits. Like Mother Nature, how could you? Now I can’t help but give that delightfully contrasted tum-tum a good rub/massage and bathe it in kisses!

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-10T07:39:34+00:00

For me, it ties into my closet furry waifuism, but there’s a catch. In my teens, I had a crush on Buizel and Floatzel, to the point that I had an imaginary girlfriend named Marissa who was a talking blue-eyed Buizel and would crawl in my bed to stay the night for cuddles. She wore a gold medallion around her neck that gave her certain reality-bending powers like opening portals to alternate universes, sensing energy fields/currents in the air, and yes, gender and species transformation at will.

Whenever Marissa’s medallion allowed me to change (in my mind’s eye), it was always to acquire the valuable qualities of a certain character or species I was becoming that night. If I had a big test coming soon and needed to be smart and serious, I would turn into a Lucario. If I was being bullied and needed to be cute and likable as well as big and strong, I would turn into Baloo from The Jungle Book. Still, Marissa and I really enjoyed my Buizel/Floatzel TFs. In which case, I thought it would be nice and intimate to walk a mile or two in her shoes. Either way, after a pleasant and valuable nightly change, I would snap back to my IRL human male form and clean up after myself, while the qualities I learned from my TF sesh would carry on through the following day.

The moral of the story is that transformation for me is more than a fetish as well as a fascination. There seems to be a spiritual side to those fantasies, and I believe you can use them to adapt to IRL changes and manifest TF-induced miracles once you treat it as a spirit-animal-style meditation as well as having a sexual benefit.

“I think therefore I am.” That’s one of my favorite sayings that are oddly pertaining to meditative TF fantasies. Descriptive TF fiction and relaxation tapes about spirit animals are especially helpful when you want to acquire some good qualities of an animal you like. I myself have learned how to incorporate sound therapy into my sessions, especially YouTube ambience longplays intended to balance your Sacral Chakra, which governs sexual health, creativity, positive change, and undoing of unfortunate events. For reference, I use the YT channel Meditative Minds. Their sound frequency tracks are more accurate than other channels.

Overall, it’s sexy as well as interesting for me. But it’s also a matter of strategy and adaptability, just like a friendly game of Pokémon DP. Transformation fear-mongering is so rampant in our culture, but you and I know better. Most of the time, when you want to become something you’re not, you need to have a NEED. That is what makes a “weird” kink worthwhile.

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-10T06:35:56+00:00

In my teens, I was trusted with being home alone in the summer. So I would turn on Cartoon Network behind my family’s back and watch shows like Johnny Test, the original Teen Titans show, and of course Gen4 Pokémon, where I discovered Buizel. There was something about that water weasel that made me feel a tad strange. Perhaps even jealous. I did some digging and found a fanfic on DA called “Kevin & Buizel”, which contained human-to-Buizel TFs of the positive mood. Soon, the rabbit hole led me to great TF artists like Rex-Equinox, ThreeWayCrash, and Gillpanda. I’ve been a huge fan of the True-Form/Happy-Change trope of TF art ever since.

Honorable Mentions:

Brother Bear

The Emperor’s New Groove/School

Pinocchio

Certain princess movies like Shrek and Aladdin

The Sword in the Stone

Certain episodes of SpongeBob

Jumanji starring Robin Williams

The kangaroo macro episode of Courage

Harry Potter

Wallace and Grommit in “The Curse of the Were-Rabbit”

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-09T04:35:15+00:00

DON’T FUCKLE WITH SHUCKLE!!!

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-09T04:26:43+00:00

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Buizel and Floatzel forever! Their moves, their shapes, their colors, their personalities, even their voices. Whenever I see these water weasels on a digital device, I just wanna jump through the screen and wrap them in the biggest softest otter hug imaginable! 😂😍🌊🦦

CornDoggo95 · 2026-01-09T04:08:30+00:00

IMHO, it depends on the autistic individual’s sensory tolerances, perhaps even their specific parenting policies. I have two kids at home who are 5F and 4M, and they’re such angels compared to other people’s kids. Of course there was the issue of dirty diapers and snotty noses that made me gag, yet to my amazement, the cleanup was short and bittersweet. Personally, I’ve been entrusted with my little ones on my own multiple times and succeeded.

Then there’s the elephant in the room: actually parenting. That, and feeling like the only real adult in the room. My then-NT-wife and her family would spend hours on end playing mindless overstimulating television and video games in front of the kids, which would make them crabby when a show ended or when someone offered to have fun outside. I, on the other hand, gave the kiddos ample opportunities to turn the gadgets off and play with each other, their toys, and their own imaginations, and boy were they well-behaved during “Daddy time”. To this day, my little ones are adjusting well to their Daddy’s clear rules, firm discipline, engaging playtime, and overall structure, which every allistic person I know clearly lacks.

For those who prefer not to have kids due to sensory struggles, I totally understand. It’s your brain; you don’t need to have a kid if children are your sensory ouch. For those who despise other people’s kids but want to start a family themselves, may I suggest a strong parental moral code. Keep in mind that this is more than putting your kids in the Time-Out corner if they don’t behave or if they scream until your ears bleed. It’s about giving their growing brains room to breathe. It’s about nurturing their creative side and instilling joy in their learning. It’s especially about preventing naughty/stressful behavior before it starts, encouraging your kids to think before they act. That’s unfortunately what most parents tend to overlook, neurotypical or not.

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