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lovettejallow.bsky.social
Where are the neurodivergent, queer, demi love stories, where autism and ADHD aren’t plot twists, how we connect?

I soft launched my new series Slow Like

Sapphic. Sensory. Neurodivergent.
And yes, I read it aloud.
You might need to pause & breathe.

#NeurodivergentLove #AutisticRomance
When She Stayed Still Enough to Let Me In
A weekly neurodivergent sapphic fiction series about desire, consent, and the power of stillness by Lovette Jallow
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June 22, 2025 at 6:00 PM
elhoffmanauthor.bsky.social
The characters are later pulled into my fantasy series, starting with The Salmon-Solstice. Happy reading! 💚

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August 6, 2026 at 2:22 PM
robertaudhd.bsky.social
Why else would I send random invites? 🤷🏻 I can't read signals, can't find words. I need bold women. I'm Autistic

#Autism #Neurodivergent #Autistic #Neurodiversity #ActuallyAutistic #AutisticWoman #AutisticWomen #AutisticNonbinary #AutisticSex #AutisticLove #AutisticDating #AutisticRomance #Autie
Her, giving me all the possible signals. Me thinking she's just a kind person.
January 5, 2025 at 5:43 PM
elainethenightowl.bsky.social
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little tests of how I interpret @mizzymaren.bsky.social 's Mizzy to look in the nude. poor thing got self-conscious 🥺 Mona loves to gas her up tho 😙
#stimming #autisticromance #shy #Anatomy #nsfw #nightmaren #fanmaren #nightsintodreamsoc #nightsintodreamsnsfw #lgbt #anthro
Mizzy nude with a shy face and her fingers fidgeting at her side, with a panel on the corner of Mona mid awe-struck gasp Mizzy nude, covering her cheeks & wiggling her hips with a reassured smile, saying "You think I'm sexy?"
September 14, 2025 at 10:01 PM
mbsteel.bsky.social
#AmQuerying #SapphicRomance #lesfic #AutisticRomance #DangerousWomen #HistoricalQueerRep

A romance between two Italian agents on an assassination mission, where failure could lead to the exposure of the nature of their partnership by their abusive commander
When they separated, Giuseppina remained close enough that Cassia could feel her breathing. “Tomorrow's mission will unfold as it does,” Giuseppina said quietly. “Tonight, you don't have to be anyone but yourself.” Cassia reached up to trace the line of Giuseppina's cheek, as though that soft skin held all the answers to life’s questions. “I'm not sure I remember how,” she admitted, before rationality could erase the thought. “Then we'll discover it together,” Giuseppina replied, taking Cassia's hands in her own. “One moment at a time. Starting with this one.” Outside, the winter rain continued its assault on narrow streets, but inside their small sanctuary was warmth and comfort. Tomorrow would bring violence. Tonight, Cassia allowed herself to truly believe that she deserved the patient warmth of the woman who had somehow learned to see through to the person trapped beneath the ice. She waited for Giuseppina to accept the dismissal, as any sensible person would when faced with walls so insurmountable. Instead, she felt secure arms wrap around her from behind. Giuseppina had not bothered to dress, her naked warmth now offering a stark contrast to Cassia’s armor. “I'm sorry,” Giuseppina whispered. “I shouldn't have pushed. I know you're not ready to talk about whatever happened, and that's okay. I'll wait as long as you need.” Then you’ll wait forever. “There's nothing to discuss,” she said instead. “Maybe not. But there's always love to offer.” Giuseppina's arms still held her tightly. “Come back to me, cara mia. Don't disappear into that cold place where you think you have to carry everything alone.”
February 14, 2026 at 11:58 AM