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damatically · 4 months
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In my unpopular opinion Diggers should be totally in jail for forced intoxication of many people.
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kipandkandicore · 2 years
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endo systems are not and will never be valid. delusions + hallucinations do not equal alters. may this message find you in the darkest corners of the earth.
this sounds like a comment from a redditor on r/systemscringe lmao
anyway endo systems are absolutely valid, and if someone who has delusions or hallucinations wants to identify as plural, we’ll never try to stop them! :)
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xxlovelynovaxx · 1 year
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No. Rebuttal below.
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It's as simple as this: not every goddamn thing applies to you. There are hallucinagenic systems who do see their alters. YOU were not one. Just because YOU were not one doesn't mean NO ONE is. STOP behaving like your experiences are universal.
Also, validating delusions and hallucinations isn't universally harmful, but I've driven that point into the ground already. And not everyone "overcomes" their delusions/hallucinations, that is GROSSLY ableist. It is okay to have delusions and hallucinations for the rest of your life and to be "stuck" like that
There is a difference between headmates and hallucinations, SOMETIMES. Sometimes they are BOTH. They weren't for you. It is not the fault of endo systems who ARE hallucinagenic that YOU were wrong about which it was in your case.
(Also would like to add that you can't always fucking tell when an alter is dormant, but I choose to believe this person on this because I'm not a shitty fakeclaimer.)
But I find it hard to believe they were "forced" to create alters. I don't know of a single endo space that does that. This reads like a transphobic detransitioner saying they were "forced to mutilate their body". I know there are toxic endo spaces, and I personally despise the few systems that use the term traumascum.
If they indeed got called a sysmed and fakeclaimed on ONLY the basis of not creating alters, that was not representative of most radically inclusive plural spaces. This reads like a sock puppet, but benefit of the doubt.
And, I've dealt with enough traumagenic disordered sysmeds to understand that even a minority of the community can make you feel unsafe, as a traumaendo DID system myself. That being said, I blame bad actors, not their identity as traumagenic DID systems.
I wonder if it might be possible that this person was originally right and has driven actual alters into hiding by trying to "fix" them by stopping them from existing as hallucinations. Either way, I feel sorry for them.
That doesn't excuse their ableism. They overgeneralized their experience and invalidated and fakeclaimed an entire group of systems based on the fact that they weren't a member of that group. Being wrong about your identity and the decisions you made with the knowledge you had at the time, doesn't give you the right to tell every single other person who identifies that way that they're wrong, or prevent them from making those same decisions (especially when those decisions help that person in ways they didn't help you).
Come on. When you're using the same arguments as literal t//erfs, take a step back and consider where the fuck you went wrong.
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snomfee-cup · 7 months
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cc o (____\ I started playing Fallout 4 and I
(_________) decided to commit a genocide against the Gunners. Who wants to help me destroy every Gunner controlled area until the Gunners have more in common with the post Fallout 3 Enclave than an actually organized group.
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suncaptor · 2 months
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I think what happens with me with drugs in general is that when my brain is able to get numb and make new connections including activity that is abnormal (like hallucigens) or dissociative then when I get Off it and stabilise it has the ability to reprocess things Less numb and dissociative which is why most treatment I am resistant for but I am a good candidate for psychedelics.
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prose2passion · 1 year
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timeisawheel · 1 year
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how do i explain to my boyfriend the visceral and full body hunger i would eat ms florence andthemachine’s pussy with, like it was edmund eating turkish delight he sold his family for.
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Fact of the Day 29.10.22 The strongest acid we know of is fluroantimonic acid with a pH of -31.3. It is by my reckoning, approximately a hundred nonillion times stronger (32 zeroes) than stomach acid.
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battymommastuff · 10 months
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The Loop [Caution: Sharp Objects]
Batmom x Batfamily
Prompt: It was all a nightmare...simply a nightmare right? Right?
TW: DARK THEMES, NEEDLES AND DEATH
Masterlist Part 1
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You uncomfortably made breakfast as Cassandra stared holes into your head. Every Time you moved too quickly, she would flinch then reach out for you. As if she were trying to protect you from something. While you enjoyed spending time with the people you considered your children, this was making you weary.
You were still trying to figure out what happened earlier that morning. Never in your life were you greeted like that. Every single face that you saw had the same look of pure horror on it. It was like you had died right in front of them or something.
"She's just cooking...cooking breakfast." Barbara said as she watched you from the security cameras in the kitchen. Well it wasn't just her watching. "Every movement, and order she's cooking in was exactly the same." Barbara leaned closer to the camera, she wasn't going to miss any details. Anything that you do differently, she will document.
"A hallucigen?" Tim suggested grimacing when he felt the needle push into his vein. Alfred hummed in thought as he collected another blood sample to test, "We were all at the fight with the League, it's possible they used some invisible drug. Maybe us waking up was the drug leaving our system?" Tim asked as Alfred pulled the needle from his arm. After getting it bandaged, he stood up so Duke could get his blood tested next.
"That is likely, we should have done urine samples instead." Bruce mumbled as he analyzed their blood for any signs of drugs or anything that didn't belong.
"Bruce, all the blood is coming up clean. If we were drugged, I doubt something that strong would wash out that quickly. I mean come on, we were all there. We felt her dead body, I felt her blood soak into my pants. There was no way it was fake. It was too real." Dick snapped and ran his hand through his hair, "I felt her body get cold. How is any of this even happening?" He asked then walked away while weaving his fingers through his hair. Stephanie followed after him to try and console him.
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Okay, you were a little offended. You've just finished your famous breakfast, and no one is anywhere to be seen. Well except Cass, who was still watching you while she ate. After a few minutes of the silence, you stood up and stormed to the batcave.
The team was hard at work trying to figure out what happened when you made your way into the dark and gloomy place. "I made a delicious breakfast, and no one has come up to enjoy it. What possibly is so important that you couldn't wait?" You asked while crossing you arms.
They nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard your voice. They were so focused on finding a solution, that they didn't hear you coming down the steps.
Your eyes drifted from your family to the giant computer screen where you saw the results of their drug tests, "What is going on?" You asked then grabbing the nearest person who happened to be Damian. You turned his arm around to see the gauze and bandage wrapped around his arm.
"After the fight with the League, we wanted to make sure we were under the effects of anything dangerous. A simple precaution." Bruce said quickly as he made his way over to you. He rested his hands on your waist, but you noticed the slight hesitation as he did. "Now, let's go eat your breakfast." He said then started leading you out of the batcave, which only led you to ask more questions.
The surprise party was quickly canceled. Even if it was a dream, they didn't want to relive an ounce of those memories. Instead, they opted to take you shopping to your favorite places. Each store, they took turns buying you whatever you wanted. To you, it looked like a simple family outing, but to others, it looked like you were walking around with bodyguards.
Damian even went as far as threatening someone who glanced at you for too long.
After several stores, it was time to get a snack. Everyone managed to cram themselves into the outside patio of an ice cream shop. Bruce felt at ease being that they were in the safer part of the city. You ate your ice cream while chatting away happily. Everyone began to relax, and finally started to feel as if this was just a bad dream.
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Now fully relaxed, your family abandoned the protection formation. You were pushing Barbara and chatting with Jason casually. Though you didn't miss the sketchy person that had been following you. Your constant glances behind you didn't go unnoticed by Jason who alerted the rest of the family.
As soon as the stalker realized he'd been discovered, he lunged for you. Jason quickly intervened, but this man was clearly skilled. It wasn't long before your entire family was fighting to subdue this man. They had to do so as best they could without raising any suspicion as to who their alter egos were. After their success, they proceeded to question him. He could be linked to their dream...if it was real.
Though they would never think that this man could have a partner. He did. You let out a strangled scream when someone grabbed you from behind and a knife was plunged into your chest. The knife left your body, only to be plunged in again and again. Both men ran in opposite directions after the deed was done. This time, Damian was the one who caught you instead of your body hitting the ground.
The young boy watched as you coughed up your blood, and looked at you bleeding body in shock. You then looked up at Damian and your eyes went cold. "Ummi?" He called out while pressing his small hands against your wounds, as if that would help. How could this have happened? What the hell was going on?
Like the night at the party, everyone stood in shock. It was up to one of the Gotham citizens to call the police.
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Police cars, and news vans crowded the area as the family found themselves reliving the horrible night over again. Though no one was holding your body this time. A bloody white sheet covered it. Jason was currently handcuffed and in the back of a police car after he took his anger out on another one.
Gordon knelt by his daughter's side in an attempt to get her to speak, but she was quiet. All eyes were on your corpse once again. What did they do wrong? Was someone out to kill you? First a bullet through the head, then being stabbed in the middle of the street? It didn't make sense.
Dick sat on the ground with his head in his hands when he felt the urge to look up. Across the street where the massive crowd was, he saw a dark figure standing there. It seemed like no one could see it, but him, "Guys?" He called out as he stood up. Everyone looked at him, then followed his pointed finger. Like Dick, they saw the same dark figure.
They watched as it cocked its head to the side then held up an all too familiar music box. Slowly, it opened and the crank started to spin. Bruce started running across the street to try and stop this figure, but his body collapsed to the ground. Gordon caught his daughter when she fell into his arms. She was fast asleep.
Dick held himself up against the wall while trying to memorize every detail of this figure. Whatever it was, he was going to stop it.
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Damian woke up with cold sweat on his body. He wasted no time in getting out of bed to get to his parent's bedroom. He was wearing the same pj's as last time. He threw the door open, and saw that Bruce had just woken up.
Ignoring his father, he went right to the bathroom where you were rubbing some lotion onto your hands. "Damian, what's-" You were cut off when Damian collided with you. His arms were nearly crushing you, "Ummi." He whimpered out like he did when he was having a nightmare. You rested one hand on his head, and the other was on his back.
"It's alright little bird, I'm right here. Everything is okay."
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offshore-brinicle · 4 months
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I think it should be talked about more often how comically lame Gubo is. Like he acts all smugly but then in Leviathan he does not know how to fight so he sacrifices his lackeys and slips away and has the gall to taunt the fucking Red Gaze Vergillius and as literally anyone else would expect gets his ass handed to him, even then is pretending he's all dignified after literally begging for his life. Jumsoon calls him uncultured for whining over losing an auction. His only part in the Canto IV play flashbacks is being made fun of by Dongbaek. Has such fucking gall but is also a shameless bootlicker to Hermann. Literally only Yi Sang seems to actually like him and even then after a while would literally rather talk to himself than even look in Gubo's general direction from being fed up with him and only didn't ditch him because he thought he had no one else hallucigenics aside
He's literally the member of the N Corp trio we've seen the most and all they've done is shows us how lame his in general. Actually incredible
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maccreadysbaby · 11 months
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You know how all of the gunners inside of hallucigen are hallucinating and stuff? How would male companions react if they breathed it in and what would they hallucinate?
I am taking FULL creative liberty with this one. Most have to due with the companions pasts, so here’s a spoiler warning thing. This is also assuming the drugs work on synths like Nick and x6 🤷‍♀️
Male Companions in Hallucigen Inc.
Danse: For the most part, Danse would probably hallucinate that any combatants inside were synths, super mutants, ferals, or something of that nature that the Brotherhood is used to massacring. It doesn’t change his demeanor or actions very much. The only thing that might change is Sole’s mood when he turns around and calls them Cutler. The first time they think they heard wrong, but when he does it a second, and a third time, it starts to hurt their heart a little. He genuinely thinks they’re Cutler throughout the entirety of the building, and he’s acting a little different, a little more relaxed, like his old friend really is there. If it’s post-bb, the whole thing is entirely worse. He sees everyone as Brotherhood trying to kill him and he’s a panicked mess. He will try to pull Sole out of the building if he can. Will have a very hard time killing anything and Sole will have to do it themselves, and if they do it in front of him, he’ll immediately launch into a huge angry betrayal monologue, probably with watery eyes. In both situations, when they get outside and he breathes the drugs out of his system, he will apologize profusely but won’t remember much, other than he doesn’t really know what kind of enemy they fought inside.
Deacon: Let’s just start by saying, vulnerability isn’t a Deacon thing. And when he’s on these drugs, it is probably the most vulnerable Sole has ever seen him, and the most vulnerable they will ever see him. His cool, calm demeanor flies out the window, and his hands start to shake, no, his whole body starts to shake, because these aren’t Gunners anymore, they’re the UP Deathclaws. They’re all ghosts of his past, faces he saw only when he massacred them after they killed Barbara, coming back to haunt him like phantoms. He still knows Sole is Sole, but he will go into this protective mode he’s never gone into on their behalf before, because he can’t lose them to the Deathclaws, too. It is arguably the most dangerous he’s ever been in battle, the most serious and lethal he’s ever been in front of Sole. They hardly had to take out any gunners themselves. When it’s all said and done, and he’s got the drugs out of his system, he will remember everything but pretend he doesn’t. Might disappear for a while afterwards. He needs time to be sad, to get himself together before he bee-bops back to Sole like nothing ever happened.
Gage: He is actually pretty resilient to the drug at first, probably takes the longest for him to actually start hallucinating, but his is by far one of the worst. Not only does he see everybody as Connors old raiders, but he sees Sole as Connor, and will absolutely fight them. They will have to take his gun and probably wrestle him out the door. He doesn’t even know where he is — the entire atmosphere changes, takes him back to a place he hasn’t seen since he was a teenager, to people he hasn’t seen in decades. No matter what Sole says, he won’t relent. All the while he’s screaming profanities and stuff at them that they can’t even understand because his accent is so much thicker than normal. He will fight tooth and nail with Sole. If they take his weapons, he will come at them with his bare hands. Once they finally get him into some fresh air, he takes the longest to get back to normal. They might need to tie him down or something because dude ain’t giving up. Once he finally comes around, he’s very confused about why Soles bleeding all over the place and why he is, too, because he doesn’t remember anything. Might apologize if they admit it was him.
Hancock: His is less of a fight or flight kind of thing with enemies flying everywhere. Instead, he just sees his brother’s crooked face, his mile long smile. Flinches around every turn because he’s there, clutches onto the back of Sole’s bag like he’ll simply pass away if he lets go. May or may not say something to his brother, beg him to leave them alone and go away, or maybe something about the Institute. He might shoot at him even if he isn’t there. Every person that runs out of nowhere, every noise of shifting rubble, every voice in his head, it’s all him, the synthetic version of the man he grew up with, following him and taunting him, reminding him that his real brother is dead over and over and over again like a broken record. He will ask Sole several times if they see him, too, if he took any botched chems. He just stays super close to Sole, touching them, if he can, staring at the floor as they walk through the compound because every time he looks down a hallway he sees him, every time he glanced through a doorway he sees him, every time he rounds a corner he sees him, smiling, staring at him like the day he let the ghouls in Diamond City get kicked into the wasteland. Once Sole gets him outside, he remembers it all vividly and will probably take more drugs trying to forget it. It’s was so traumatic for him that he may have nightmares about it.
MacCready: He doesn’t seem all that affected at first. The only hint that the drug is getting to him is when he turns around to look at Sole and immediately freezes, probably drops his rifle, and whispers, “Lucy?” It doesn’t matter if Sole is male or female he’ll see Lucy. He immediately starts questioning them, where did you come from, I thought you were dead, where’s Duncan, is he finally better, all the while crying so hard he can barely breathe. He won’t touch Sole because he’s afraid Lucy will disappear if he does. Completely loses all fight instincts, and sole will have to basically drag him, tears and questions and all, through the entire building. He does not need his gun because he gets insanely jumpy and will shoot straight at walls and down hallways even if no one is there. He doesn’t dare leave their side, though — because last time he left her side she died. He seems to comprehend on some level that this can’t possibly be Lucy, that it has to be a dream or something, but still acts on the tiny flutter of hope in his chest that says it’s really her, she’s right there. He probably sees other things, too, like Winlock and Barnes rushing at him, a mountain of ferals climbing over each other just to feast on his flesh. But the only thing he sees consistently for the entire course of the building is Lucy. Doesn’t remember a thing when it’s over and has a massive headache from crying so much.
Nick: Nick’s is mostly a hodge-podge of old, scary memories he didn’t remember he knew. Old psycho killer cases the old Nick went on, where he got pursued by a man with a knife covered in blood, a homicide investigation where a group of people tried to kill him in the pitch black, the frantic screaming of a kidnapped child echoing through corridors without a solid direction to take. A bloody teenager tortured for answers, barely breathing when he made it to them, a woman chained up in a basement, a red-handed thief beating him over the head with anything he could get his hands on. This will probably render Nick more unable to fight than anything. Constantly asks Sole if they see that, if they heard that, might call them the name of an old partner but won’t fight when they tug him gently through the building. He’s very careful not to shoot because he doesn’t know who’s good or who’s bad, where they are. He will probably just rely on Sole to navigate him through the building, to talk to him, help the hallucinations fade. Once they get outside, he forgets what happened, but can suddenly recall all those memories he didn’t necessarily want floating around in his brain again.
Preston: Oh my God, so many tears. He sees the faces of all of the Minutemen, all of the settlers he wasn’t able to save at Quincy. Probably the most… self aware while under the influence? Like, he knows Sole is Sole and can still have a conversation with them about who and what he’s seeing. He knows it isn’t real and Sole can talk him out of seeing it by telling him no one’s there, the hall is empty, etc. But that won’t stop him from immediately starting to cry as soon as he sees the first person he let down in his life. He will apologize to the nonexistent people, plead with them for forgiveness until Sole pulls him away. May or may not see the settlers he did manage to save, like Sturges or Marcy Long, dying and will rush to help them even if they aren’t there or it’s an injured Gunner. Sole will have to pull him away. The entire thing is extremely hard on him, and by the time the drugs are out of his system, he apologizes for crying even though he hasn’t really stopped yet, and will accept a hug for once in his life because he is torn up. He stays distant from Sole for like, a week, even if they keep traveling together, and it’s probably best if they keep an eye on him. Just to make sure. He will politely ask them never to take him into that building again.
X6-88: X6 doesn’t really get afraid. Well, he thought he didn’t, until Sole took him into the building he so quickly decided was hell on earth. He has the weirdest freaking hallucinations, the entire thing is like an acid trip. He doesn’t know where he is, he doesn’t know what he’s doing, and he doesn’t know what that humanoid looking thing is doing climbing across the cieling? No, wait, what the crap is that massive dog-like figure with six foot legs doing with roller skates? And why is that tree trying to talk to him? Why does he feel eyes on him from behind? Why is he hearing voices he’s never heard once in his life? Will shoot at literally everything. He turns into more of a turret than a courser, literally spraying every single room full of so many lasers sole doesn’t even need to do any killing. He’s so, for lack of better word, completely and utterly horrified at what he’s seeing. Gets jumpy, might accidentally pistol whip Sole if they scare him, it’s probably best if they hold onto his shoulder or something so he knows it’s them. Once he leaves the building, he tells Sole he will never go back into that hellhole even if they’re dying inside and he’s the only one around for ten miles.
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altocat · 2 months
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"Someone send Sephiroth to a cell in Arkham Asylum"
Anon. Buddy. Arkham cannot contain a damn clown, a frail nerd with hallucigenics and a Redditor. What makes you think that place can contain Sephiroth?
Sephiroth refuses to be in the same room as Joker because he reminds him of ANOTHER annoying clown he knows.
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nachosforfree · 7 months
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There will be no hallucigenic gas in five nights at nachos except for the kind william huffs when the kids aren't around
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Here’s some positivity for schizospec systems!
Living with mental illness can be incredibly difficult, and being plural on top of that can bring its own unique set of challenges. However, it is possible to struggle with mental illness and still live a happy life! This post is for all the schizospec systems out there!
⭐️ Shoutout to systems whose plurality is inherently tied to their schizospec disorder, or who consider themselves hallucigenic, psychogenic, or another xeno origin!
✨ Shoutout to systems with schizophrenia, schizotypal personality disorder, or schizoaffective disorder!
⭐️ Shoutout to systems who are often paranoid or struggle to maintain relationships due to their disorders!
✨ Shoutout to systems who are in treatment for their schizospec disorder, whether that means voluntary inpatient stays, individual or group therapy, and/or medication!
⭐️ Shoutout to systems who aren’t seeking treatment for their schizospec disorder for whatever reason (treatment is not a requirement for you to deserve autonomy and respect!!)
✨ Shoutout to systems whose psychosis has had a neutral or positive influence on their life!
⭐️ Shoutout to schizospec systems who are often confused, have muddled or fragmented thoughts, or struggle to effectively express themselves!
✨ Shoutout to schizospec systems with disordered speech, flat affect, and difficulties with their moods and emptions!
⭐️ Shoutout to schizospec systems who are POSIC, objectum, or otherwise able to connect and communicate with objects!
✨ Shoutout to systems who are questioning if they have a schizospec disorder, or are struggling with many symptoms without a diagnosis!
⭐️ Shoutout to systems who primarily have tactile and olfactory hallucinations, or uncommon, weird, or unorthodox delusions!
The world is often unkind to people struggling with heavily stigmatized disorders - psychotic and dissociative disorders especially! We want you to know that you belong in our spaces! You are a vital part of the plural community just the way you are, no matter how your plurality or schizospec disorders present themselves!
Please treat yourself and your system with kindness and self-compassion. You deserve to heal, to celebrate your individuality, and to embrace who you are! We’re wishing you a bright and happy future, and are rooting for you in all that you do. Thanks for reading, and take care!
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xxadvictoriamxx · 5 months
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Nick: any machine you can’t charm?
Sole: just one
Sole: damn lockdown terminal in HalluciGen
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