#i’m not letting the people on my other blog know that i am mentally ill

[skippyv20]

Skip, Julie here. I worked for 43 years in fantastic jobs. Some as an employee, in HR, and in Senior Management. My employers were very well known Companies or Government. They had sick leave policies where employees from CEO to newest employee were entitled to medical leave and privacy of all medical information.

As a Manager I was aware of some very serious medical issues and we offorded those people complete privacy. Time to heal was dependent on their medical team despite how much they might have been needed in the workplace (perhaps being the only person with authority or highest level skill to deal with something vital).

A couple of these medical issues dealt with very serious surgery plus complications, and convalescence to deal with consequences of how their bodies or lives were changed and the mental processes they had to go through to understand and accept the changes.

Under no circumstances would I have ever thought it necessary to inform the other employees what was happening with the ill employee other than to update the return date. These people worked closely together but knew the value of allowing the one who was ill the time and space to fully recover. My contacting the employee for an update on whether they needed us was their choice to make, not mine or the company.

Princess of Wales is a senior member of a firm and a much loved member of a family. In her case she has a world wide family who care that she has been seriously ill and as family members we just want her to fully recover physically and mentally from her ordeal. We care and I think that says so much about how highly people around the world think of her.

As a senior member of the firm her bosses are aware of her illness and prognosis and have given her sick leave based on medical advice. I know the taxpayers of the UK keep up the mantra of BRF works for us, we pay them. Ok they are shareholders in the Company and they have an interest in ensuring the Company is providing the service they expect from it. The Company is BRF but no Company provides health information on senior employees except the CEO for obvious reasons. The company continues to operate even if a very important senior staff member is unwell.

My personal view is Catherine has been through a major abdominal surgery that has immediate and long term consequences for her. For HER, her husband and her 3 children. She does not owe any of us an explanation or an update. She loves her job and she does it brilliantly. She is totally loyal to King and Queen, her parents, siblings and the Commonwealth. She will never intentionally cause harm to her husbands family members.

People need to give her the same space we would all expect if we were seriously ill. I know people want to know what happened to her but really it is none of our business. Our role is to allow her time to fully heal so she can return to her role in the Company as soon as possible. No doubt she is already working behind the scenes.

I’m sorry this is long winded but I feel for her. 20 years of trying to please everyone yet when she needs some help people turn on her some will be because they are worried others for their own reasons. People need to send a private message of support but otherwise let her heal.

Princess of Wales, Catherine, God bless and keep you and your family fully protected and return you to full health We await your return, with patience, to your essential role for the Monarchy and we look forward to seeing you with your beautiful family vase soon as you feel you are fully recovered.

This is a lovely, thoughtful post Julie…no not too long.  I greatly appreciate the time and your experience you have shared with us.  I am quite proud of the fact that the people that come to this blog, are sensitive and caring and express nothing but support for Catherine and her family.  People are so concerned with “accountability “ these days….people are simply forgetting that behind the public life….is a real life going on, and people are dealing with all the same issues as everyone else.  The old “walk a mile in my shoes” comes to mind!  Thank YOU again Julie!🙏🏻❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[arabaka]

hello everynyan !!!!!!!!!!!!!! how are you !!!!!!!!!!! (jokes aside) i missed you all! i wanted to give an update on this blog and my wellbeing. but i also wanted to be transparent! i’ll include a TL;DR so if you want more info, please look under the cut!

LOVE  YOU ALL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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TL;DR:

ill be going by my first name now! names jackie, pleasure to meet everybody!

i have bpd and that resulted in me having a terrible breakdown that ended up hurting my friends. i have since made amends and strengthened the bonds with SO many people. 

there is someone i engaged with frequently on my blog i have since blocked. i ask that you be mindful of sending me mp100 fanfic/fanart. i won’t disclose this person’s identity.

i’m BACK! so expect to see me <3

as some of you may know, i suffer from BPD and am believed to be on the spectrum. BPD stands for borderline personality disorder. some quick notes on this disorder and what it entails:

Borderline personality disorder is a mental illness that severely impacts a person’s ability to manage their emotions. This loss of emotional control can increase impulsivity, affect how a person feels about themselves, and negatively impact their relationships with others.

People with borderline personality disorder may experience intense mood swings and feel uncertainty about how they see themselves. Their feelings for others can change quickly, and swing from extreme closeness to extreme dislike. These changing feelings can lead to unstable relationships and emotional pain.

People with borderline personality disorder also tend to view things in extremes, such as all good or all bad. Their interests and values can change quickly, and they may act impulsively or recklessly.

now people with bpd experience something called splitting and this is:

BPD splitting is a symptom of borderline personality disorder (BPD). It’s when a person sees everything as black or white, good or bad, or best or worst. Splitting is a defense mechanism people living with BPD use to deal with emotions (such as the fear of abandonment) that they cannot handle. 

this past week, i had the worst episode ive had in a long time and some of you may have seen it going by the last few posts on my blog. i was incredibly volatile, distrusting, and upset but worst of all, i let that affect my relationships. i vented to some people, very similar to the sentiment i was posting on here, but i also said some pretty hurtful things that made these people feel like i discredited their love by saying i didn’t feel that way from anyone. but the thing with bpd, and a lot of other mental illnesses/disorders… it warps our perception and our view on reality. 

all these people wanted to do, like many of you, is help and i pushed it all away preemptively due to past trauma was rejection and abandonment. but this hurt one of the most important people in my life and on top of that, i subtweeted that person on a venting insta for the purpose of hurting them. it’s a big regret of mine and i’ve vowed to NEVER let that happen again to ANYONE. 

mental illness/disorders can explain your reactions and actions but should not excuse it.

i have since made amends with my best friend and everything is back to normal, if not better because i have a new appreciation for her and our unbreakable bond.

but i can’t say the same for someone else, someone that i engaged with pretty often and someone that was special to me.

but i learned that this person… was never a good friend. 

they showed their true colors and showed that they were not as supportive as i thought. now, that’s not to absolve myself of any blame! because i did hurt them too! but instead of being open to communication and growth, they said i had hurt them several times without ever bringing this up to me. they expected me to listen to their venting but suddenly couldn’t when it came to me. that they didn't have the capacity to do so. yet, were upset that i didn't confide in them?

this person is out of my life now. i’ve blocked them on everything. i won’t disclose who this person is but i will be triggered by their art/writing for a long time. again, even though this person has disappointed me greatly and hurt me in turn (with other things i will not go into), i do not wish any hate on them. with that being said, please let me know who the creator is before you share any mob psycho fanart/fanfic with me and i’ll let you know if it’s okay or not.

fortunately though, this taught me a lesson. a lesson in appreciating my friends (AND ALL OF YOU!!!), trusting their word, AND watching what i do and say so i don’t hurt people.

moving on to my content, i am going to be BACK!!! back and posting!!! so expect my ass B) 

we’re back to normal, we’re healthy and we’re striving for growth!!!

# .˚₊ ੈ 📣 ˎˊ˗ ꒰ heads up! ꒱

[aemiron-main]

Look, @sayyourprayers I’m too tired to actually go through your whole weird little callout post but did you miss the part where my upset was regarding Dani’s ableist takes regarding personality disorders and her accusations of rapist apologism? If you want to talk about bullying, let’s start there.

Like I’ve said, I got dm’d screenshots re: dani’s weird ableist takes, (and hell, even if I DID go and hateread her blog, which I would simply say that I did), and my issue was never Dani making her anti-henry posts. My issue was specifically when dani started bringing comparisons to real-life mentally ill people into it & throwing around vague references to personality disorders while talking about people who “just want to kill,” and when Dani started making accusations of irl rape apologism when it comes to fictional character analysis.

I don’t know about you, but I personally think that contributing towards the stigma surrounding personality disorders & saying that people would forgive IRL rapists is worse than people snarkily responding to those things.

And also, what kind of cartoon villain do you think I am??? Send my hounds?? What hounds??? I’m not responsible for what other people, who I haven’t spoken to, say in Dani’s inbox. I didn’t send any anons to dani, I didn’t tell anyone to send anons to dani, and I’m not playing your and dani’s weird little victim complex games.

And also “posts not meant for them” if it’s on someone’s public blog it’s fair game to look at, you’re acting like somebody broke into someone’s fucking house over here! Get a grip please.

And just in case you missed it, this was never OVER A FICTIONAL CHARACTER, my point and upset was always regarding Dani’s comments re: real-life people and accusations. If anyone has an inflated ego here, it’s you. It’s so funny that you think you’re all suave and acceptable when you’re the one hating, but when others do it, or when others push back against weird rape apologism claims/weird ableist comments, suddenly you need to make a callout post? And yes, I also criticized Dani’s analysis and her making things up re: the show in my posts. Which, just like how she’s criticized my stuff and accused me of being biphobic etc. it’s almost like things that people post publicly on the internet are free to criticize.

Anyway, anyone who doesn’t want to be on my blog doesn’t have to be. And also, I’m going to go back to blocking you now that I’ve tagged you in this because frankly you’re just annoying as hell and I’d rather never have to see your posts again. Thanks. I won’t be replying to any responses to this.

[g-kat423]

sound like both you and your mother are mentally ill. You call her a narcissist yet you rant about your issues online to strangers for validation as well. There are many people out there with worse disabilities than you and they are able to work and live normal lives. Instead of spending endless hours online like a loser go better yourself. The fact that you are even able to live off of your parents is a privilege and if you don’t like it find your own place. No one care about your first world problems.

Then why are you reading my blog and sending anonymous hate like a fucking pussy? Unfollow or block, it’s not that hard. Tumblr only knows what I choose to share and that’s all.its my personal blog, I’m going to talk about things that I don’t mind sharing and if you aren’t interested in my life then you don’t have to read it??? Unlike you, I have friends here who care about me. I’m actually not online for hours a day. It takes like zero effort to make a post or two, reblog things, interact with my mutuals, and then dip. The only thing that’s kept me going on tumblr consistently throughout the day has been answering messages which mostly have been nice, until you decided to show up and be a cunt because you’re clearly very insecure with your life. I can say without a doubt in my ENTIRE on and off presence on tumblr since 2009, I have never used the anonymous function to send hateful messages.

Also, unlike my mother, I have gotten treatment for my mental health, both inpatient and outpatient. I take responsibility for it and don’t lash out on other people completely unprompted. Sound familiar? Because that’s what you’re doing so you may want to check yourself before you go making ridiculously hypocritical accusations. I never denied that getting to move back home was a privilege, but I also didn’t sign up for my mother’s emotional abuse for something I had no control over. I’m also not “living off of them” I am living off of my savings which I had a decent amount of since I had a full time job that I practically dedicated my life to and worked overtime until I physically could not do it anymore. Had I never gotten sick, I’d still be in my own house with my full time job. From November of 2022 until June of 2023 I was unable to walk without crutches and then I had to get injections and a surgery to be able to walk normally again and not be in excruciating pain 24/7. I wouldn’t have been able to work during that time and then not at all during the 2 month recovery period from my surgery which has just barely passed. That was why I left my job in the first place as I would have been fired anyway due to no longer being able to perform my expected tasks.

And aren’t you all tired of the fucking sick Olympics? I thought we retired that shit in 2014. Just because someone’s problems are worse doesn’t mean that my chronic illness hasn’t completely changed my life. If other people are able to go out and work, then they actually aren’t as bad as me LOL but regardless, people who are chronically ill and disabled SHOULD NOT have to work but this country has the worst system for disability where they’re so worried that someone is going to scam them for a pitiful amount of money that they deny it for people who really need it. Feel free to let me know where this magical job is that’s going to accommodate my physical limitations, all of my appointments, my flare up days where I can’t do much of anything, and literally any job that’s still taking covid seriously, because no one is! One way masking is NOT effective, that’s how I got covid in the first place from my health care job where residents were not masking properly and I found out the hard way that I am more susceptible to illness. Everyone wants to pretend the pandemic is over and continuously infect each other with covid which only increases your risk of long covid and if nothing changes, then more and more people will be out of the workforce. Covid is still a mass disabling event, even if you were previously young and healthy like I was.

People like you who have no understanding of chronic illness and disability from your own perspective are quick to jump down someone’s throat because we’re not living up to your expectations when we are just trying to survive. There’s also the fact that my literal spine is currently trying to paralyze me. The discs in my neck are beginning to press on my spinal cord(verified via mri)I frequently lose the use of my dominant arm because of the nerves that are affected by this. That’s why I’ve been having to go in for injection procedures and I likely will end up needing a spinal surgery where I *gasp* won’t be able to work during the recovery period!! If it weren’t for having to fight with insurance companies and jump through hoops with useless conservative methods like I did with my hip, I could have my surgery scheduled by now, but I have to play their game to be able to get it at all.

People always say “I’d never wish this on my worst enemy” but I wish the absolute hell I’ve gone through on you. I hope that you experience pain so harrowing it makes your blood pressure go into hypertensive crisis levels where you’re at risk of a stroke or heart attack and that you are medically gaslit to the point where you contemplate suicide to escape the pain and unlike me, I hope that you never find doctors who will listen and that you succumb to those thoughts because the world could use less pieces of shit like you.

#anon

[pileofpawns]

Hello, my name is Turtle Johnson. I make posts so good, that I bring back the dead.

Hiya, this is my introduction post! The bit above is just a reference to the Super Ghostbusters album by Vargskelethor - You can actually call me Plum! I’m your local turtle girl who likes to talk about silly stuff on the internet.

About me:

she/her pronouns please, though I don’t mind they/them or any turtle-themed neopronouns

You can default to feminine language when referring to me but I honestly don’t care what gendered language you use! I might not be a guy but you can call me one if it’s funny.

I am a cisgender woman

I am white

I am disabled in the physical (mitral valve prolapse, frequent disabling headaches), neurodevelopmental (ADHD), mental illness (dermatillomania, major depressive disorder), and sensory (myopia, ADHD, misophonia) departments. (wow, all four!) I’m only sharing my specific disabilities here because I feel comfortable doing so and want people to have context when I talk about them.

I’m aroace! (More specifically, sapphic-oriented bold stripe aroace. No romantic or sexual attraction whatsoever but women sure are pretty.)

I am alterhuman and a scalie! My scalesona and main kintype is a three-toed box turtle.

I do not subscribe to online discourse and therefore do not have a “DNI” list. However, I do block freely. I kindly ask that discourse be kept out of this blog. I’m a strict inclusionist and if you think things like queer microlabels, self-diagnoses, and endogenic systems are invalid and/or inherently harmful, I suggest you think about why and do some research on the subject(s).

About the blog:

I primarily post about my many interests and fandoms (see the list below). I also post the occasional art piece I make, talk about queerness, disability, and alterhumanity, and make a lot of nonsensical shitposts.

I try to keep this blog accessible as possible but it is by no means perfect. I typically won’t add include image descriptions to things I’m reblogging (I’m currently trying to get into the habit of tagging these as “undescribed” or “no ID” but the vast majority aren’t), but I do usually add IDs to my original posts. I tag common triggers (usually without a preface of “cw” or “tw”) such as blood, violence, and food. If you ever need me to tag something or make any other accessibility related changes to my blog please let me know!!

I tag pretty much all posts I make, including reblogs, with the type of post (#reblog, #plum rambles, #plum shitposts, #plums art), as well as content warnings, ships, fandoms, and characters when applicable.

There will never be explicit adult content and nothing suggestive beyond like. me laughing at “pe🅱️is” or admiring the general concept of boobs, and even that’s rare. I keep things SFW but be aware that despite my aroace-ness I am still an immature teenager.

Some things I like:

Turtles!!

Art, especially drawing and various crafts

Dungeons & Dragons

Magic the Gathering (casually)

Sonic the Hedgehog

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Usagi Yojimbo

Tales from the Stinky Dragon

SpongeBob SquarePants

Rhythm games

YouTube Poops (YTPs)

My Little Pony (G4 + G3)

Game Changer + Make Some Noise (Dropout shows)

South Park - I’m not very active in the fandom anymore aside from interacting with my fandom mutuals but I was very hyperfixated on it a while back

Other sites:

I post my writing to ao3 under Pile Of Pawns

You can talk to me on discord @ pickledplums (if you send a friend request please tell me who you are if I wouldn’t already know)

Sometimes I put things on YouTube @ pickledplums

The name of my blog as well as the title of this post are references to the Super Ghost Busters album by Vargskelethor. It’s very funny and I highly recommend you check it out. My URL is practically meaningless now but it was meant to be a reference to my main persona (and the other similar characters I had made) at the time, who looks like a chess pawn.

For reference, the character in my icon is my turtlesona, Tir! You can find more art of her under the tag #tir the tortle.

Thank you for reading, and enjoy your stay!

[Image ID: An animated gif of a yellow smiley face with a floating hand happily waving at the viewer. End ID.]

#intro post #(version two: the sequel) #plum rambles #gif #fast gif

[meownotgood]

Ayo what the hell😭😭

It’s not like the internet isn’t already full of people obsessing over certain characters/people/things they like. This blog just happens to be one of those corners of the internet.

Yeah, maybe I *am* mentally ill and I’ve personally been embarrassed by how much I obsess over him, but Aki simply has become my comfort character. I know it’s strange - I’ve never felt such a strong attachment to a fictional character before, I’ve never had a fictional crush like this before. I’m stressed 24/7 and have to deal with shit every day and if going to this blog ab Aki is my weird escape, then so be it. Yeah, maybe I do need therapy, but that ask was way out of line.

Is your writing Aki fanfics? Perhaps. But it genuinely is *beautifully* written. Seriously. Not to mention that I’ve discovered far far worse fanfics out there that would, be considered more concerning lol

Sorry for the rant. I know this is the type of reaction that anon wanted but I still felt the need to spill this out because it got to me. Like said above, I’m fully aware that I have this odd obsession with a fictional character and I that ask was aimed at me, too. Idk what else to say than uh, yeah that was a whiplash

I know right?? like I just don't understand it because I feel as though liking a character or writing fanfiction is really a normal thing. and fanfiction is far from a waste, it's writing just like any other form of writing is. it can be fun and it can be polished or messy but it's still writing, and it isn't anything to be ashamed of.

this is part of a larger issue, there's a lot of people out there who think fanfic writers and ESPECIALLY smut writers are just degenerates but people write smut for so many reasons. smut can be art, sex can be used to tell a story, it can help writers with their stress and trauma, it can just be fun as hell to write and that's all okay. let people write what they want, there aren't enough writers out there

I've gotten a few asks like this before and most of the time I simply ignore them and move on, I know I'm happy and that's all that matters. I'm sorry autism scares you, but I'm a perfectly happy well adjusted individual. let me live in peace with my silly writings and my topknot collection lol

#no need to apologize because clearly I needed to rant too #anon never feel ashamed or embarrassed for your love of a fictional character!!! #please never listen to anyone who says things like that #listen man the world is too crazy and life is too short to not have fun #if it's something simple that makes you happy who is anyone else to judge #even if it is for a fictional character #you have love in your heart to give #and I think that's so lovely #ask mags

[crowboss-whore]

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My name is Crow. As stated in my quick bio right beneath my profile picture, I go by they/them and I'm 19! I'm deep within the AroAce spectrum but the ones I closely identify with are Demiromantic and Asexual! I go by Pacific Standard Time (PST)! Some might know it better as UTC - 8, however.

I am a college student! So please refrain from spamming me unless I consider you my mutual!

Hello! This is also a sideblog! Tumblr is too pussy to let sideblogs engage in interactions, so if you see someone by the name @uwak-uwak-uwak-uwak that would be my main! Tumblr :) Let me interact with people as my sideblog you pussy fucks <3

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Please don’t harass me about updates on fanfics. I have stuff outside of tumblr and outside of writing. It’s okay if you’re politely asking but don’t pester me about it.

Please use tone tags. I struggle with reading tones over messages. While I am not quick to temper, I still would appreciate them and I'm sure many others would too.

Do not, and I repeat, do not bring controversial topics up in my ask box. I cannot handle that stress! So religion, politics, or my outlook on certain things. I cannot handle the stress that comes with that so I ask for you to refrain from asking. My blog is existing because it's where I can escape from that stuff. This is a fun and nifty place! So do not ruin that for me.

Hate will be deleted. I see no point in harboring it whatsoever. If you have an issue with me, talk to me about it in a civil manner. I'm a person, not a robot. Don't be a dick.

This is a safe space! I don't tolerate bullshit that hurts people. This correlates to the one above; this is a safe space for the LGTBQ+ community. Do not ruin that. I will personally out you if you do! And if you do it on anon, I will point and laugh because there is no reason for you to be an asshole to another person who simply is being a heart.

NSFW is okay— to some extent. If it’s out there out there, I won’t touch it lmao. But sex jokes are funny and I’m okay if you come into my asks and go “I want [character] to throw me over their shoulder and…” yeah yeah. I’m pretty lax with NSFW stuff— sexual or gore— because 1) sex things are kinda funny to me and 2) I love gore.

DO NOT come into DMs if I do not consider you a mutual. I can promise you that you'll know if I consider you a mutual or not.

Do not ask for my discord, that is uncomfortable.

Do not repost my art anywhere. That is final. I only post my art here, on my Instagram and Tiktok, Screeching_Crow_, and on Twitter, Screeching_Crow. I don't use my twitter as much, it's only there so people don't impersonate me. If you repost it elsewhere, I am coming for you. Lock your fucking doors.

Add warnings if you're sending in a drabble or a headcanons or if you're sending in brain-rot and there are themes that should be warned. I do not care if you don't find it triggering. Some people do.

If we’re not mutuals, please refrain from calling me pet names. “Love” and “Dear” are alright! But anything else it makes me uncomfortable.

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🐦 anon, 🪞 anon, abyssal anon, 💮 anon, 🦝 anon, 🏹 anon, 🦈 anon, 🦴 anon, 🐈‍⬛ anon, 🐶 anon, 🔆 anon, 🥔 anon

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#Intro post #intro page #Crow Talks ࿓ #Crow Caws ❤︎ ༄

[cowboyjen68]

Hi Jen!! I’ve recently realized that I have an extreme fear of intimacy and am very emotionally unstable. This realization is making a lot of things about me and my life make sense, but I’m not really sure about how to move forward and get better? I want to be able to have relationships in the future but It’s something I truly can’t imagine is possible for me if I don’t try to get better. Do you have any advice for this?

p.s. I just want to say that I really appreciate you doing what you do. I can’t imagine how taxing it can be to constantly console people all the time, thank you for being someone we can turn to.

I am going to respond to the last part first. (the PS)  Thanks for letting me know my blog helps in some way to create a place where you feel like you can reach out. Don’t worry about me. I am pretty good at balancing life with online life and taking breaks when I need to rest my heart and brain. I have lots of support to talk through things and hash out my ideas and feelings. My crunchy granola hippy (said with affection) calls me an Extraverted  Empath and told me my Dad was the same way. Basically, I don’t get exhausted from consoling or supporting those in distress like others, instead I thrive on it. 

A first step in getting your mental health in balance is to recognize you might have some struggles. The second step it so get an official diagnosis or evaluation. Do not rely on google or the internet or even friends/family to tell you what the issues are that you are dealing with. Seek some professional help. IF you have insurance or live in a state where therapy is affordable please seek out a good fit. Do not be afraid to “interview” possible candidates and ask for what you want. IF you want a female who is between 40 and 60, you have the right to ask for that. If you prefer a different demographic advocate for who it is you think will best suit your needs.

If you begin therapy and it is not a good fit, any decent doctor will be happy to give you a referral to someone else. Good therapists recognize they might not be everyone’s cup of tea. Once you get a therapist she can help you get an evaluation through referrals to a larger hospital or mental health facility. It is highly possible there is no “firm” or specific diagnosis. But narrowing down your struggles can be very helpful to you and to your counselor. 

If you cannot afford therapy, inquire at a local University or non profit medical center (hospital) to see if they offer free help for those who can’t pay. Contact your state's social services and ask for help. Social workers know their way around the medical system. Most hospitals have social workers who can help with paperwork etc. It is their job.

There are, of course, some self help videos, youtube channels, books and other resources that you can research. My rule of thumb is the more simple the better and anything you can do to help gain tools to tackle one symptom at a time is good. For instance, if you are really struggling with holding a job, look into that one specific thing. If you have social anxiety and feel like it is holding you back from friendships, work on that. You might not be able to do enough self help to treat the WHOLE you but you can do little things to ease the symptoms of the greater illness. 

Check into Holistic Chiropractic care. I know, I know. Crunch Granola. But getting adjusted, having your physical body feel better can be a real thing. It can truly help you get into a better mental state when your body is better. Often, and this is a proven fact, our bodies react to our mental distress so then we end up struggling with mental AND physical discomfort.  However, Chiropractors are not for everyone. Mine has helped me greatly for almost 20 years. You can get a massage, do yoga, work on your posture or get a decent pair of shoes and go for some walks. Anything you can do to help your body recover from any mental trauma or pain is helpful in your overall attempt to feel better. 

Keep in mind. You do not have to be “fixed” or in some perfect mental state of calm and collected to be deserving of a relationship.  You must be aware of how your mental health affects others and how your actions/reactions can manifest. You can learn tools to form more appropriate responses to stress or triggers. Most mental illnesses are not really going to be “cured” but instead we must understand that others should not necessarily have to learn to work around our issues but we can learn skills so we can live in the world with greater comfort and ease. 

I hope this helps a bit. I would include links but everything is so regionally/state/country based when it comes to mental illness. If you search articles to get information check scientifically published journals over “opinion” pieces and check sources for opinion pieces for validity. If looking into government services make sure the website is .gov otherwise there are a ton of bad sites who offer to help for a “fee” but you get the same help for free at government sites.   You don’t need a middleman to obtain social or university or non profit help. 

#mental illness #mental health #coping #love #feeling better

[davidmariottecomics]

How I Got Here

Hello,

And happy birthday to me! I got you a present! It’s a blog!

Thanks for joining me for what ought to be a somewhat unusual blog. This one’s both addressing something I’ve been asked many many times and, with luck, maybe helping me sort out a few things for myself. I’m going to be honest… I started writing this in like a fit of imposter syndrome (it’s not just a Sonic mini-series) and depression.

I struggle a lot with my confidence. I think I’m pretty good at what I do and at being a good person, but y’know, between mental illness often not being in line with reality and living and working in the same place most of the time now with a lot of my socialization being online or just through text and just sometimes really burning out from the stresses of my everyday–both personally and professionally–it’s hard. It is hard to be a person right now. It is hard to reasonably do almost anything.

That’s maybe getting away from the point, so to try to bring us back on track… I am a person in a small industry working in what is in some ways an even smaller subsection of that industry–freelancers, people creating comics on their own, outnumber the people working behind the scenes at comic companies making comics many times over. When you have a job like mine, where I work in comics and I work on some beloved properties and I have hiring power and the ability to help people get their foot in the door, you’re frequently asked how you got there? What was your path to success? How’d you become an editor or writer or artist or whatever?

The answer is always different for each person you ask, but a central thread seems to tie us all together: determination, some level of hard work over years, and a whole lotta luck.

So, this is how I’ve ended up where I am.

The Early Advantage

A disclaimer for this whole update: I am an old man (ish–let me have it, it’s my birthday). So, let it just be said that I’m working off of old information. Some combination of half-remembered facts, family lore, and stories from my childhood, that may or may not be fully accurate as I’m not fact-checking them and I may not have always fully understood.

But let’s start when I was very little. Itty-bitty even. One of the first people to know that I had been born–not the first, but certainly within the first couple dozen–was my dad’s boss… Then Wildstorm founder, and now DC Comics publisher, president, and CCO, Jim Lee. Not a bad guy to know practically from birth if you’d eventually like to get into comics. Not that I work with him, but I do and have worked with some former Wildstorm folks and I think this is very indicative of the advantage I had growing up.

So, from birth practically, I was steeped in comics and books. My dad was working at Wildstorm, where he worked in marketing and then in editorial and did his fair share of writing. My mom co-owned Mysterious Galaxy, the San Diego genre-fiction bookstore institution. I was frequently in spaces with people who would later be my peers.

It also meant that I had a lot of access that other people never had or will. I remember being in the Wildstorm offices some days as a kid, and a few years later, in the old IDW ones too. I got to go to DC back in the NY years a couple times. I got to talk to heavyweights in comics and pick their brains and look ‘em in the eye and tell them that some day I’d have their jobs. I got to grow up surrounded by comics and books and the people who made them and to get some real insight to how they work. But, I knew that to make it, I’d still have to work for it, because I saw how hard the people in my life worked too.

One specific story from that time that I think is kinda fun: I was in probably first or second grade and I did that assignment a lot of kids do about “what do you want to be when you grow up?” And while I was probably more in the know than a lot of kids at that age, I wasn’t entirely clear on the nuances of writer vs. artist vs. cartoonist. I knew comics were made by people, and that sometimes the people did one thing and sometimes they did everything, but I wasn’t super clear on what made the difference. And I remember starting that assignment wanting to describe being a writer like my dad, but not fully being able to uncouple the idea of doing the art too. And after it, when I had a clearer picture of what the distinctions were, I think that’s when I really settled into wanting to be a writer.

Gifted Kid

Do you have a period in your life that you struggle to remember? I find that to be the case with a lot of my childhood. It’s one of those things that’s probably nothing, right? The older we get, the less we remember from our youth, and the more it gets filtered down to key events and details–the things that have some major significance or that have been told to or by us enough time we feel we can’t help but remember them. But sometimes I do worry about it. I worry that hindsight isn’t as 20/20 as we say it is and that there are things that’re just slippery–that some part of me thinks I should remember, or that sometimes my mom will talk about like I do remember–but that I just don’t. And when I don’t remember these things, well, it’s frustrating even if it’s not a big deal.

Like, does it matter that I don’t remember the time in my life when I primarily wore sweatpants and cowboy boots? No, though I am retroactively embarrassed for myself. I remember wearing sweatpants–to bed or when exercising, same as I do now, though otherwise I primarily wear jeans (as an aside, since we’re getting personal this time around, my butt has gotten too big and keeps tearing my jeans in the back). And I certainly remember wearing cowboy boots–which I just don’t do anymore. I don’t have a pair, but I do still have a lot of love for a good pair of boots in the right setting. But in spite of how little I know it matters in the grand scheme of my life, I also know that it makes me worry that I can’t remember something like that–the same way I worry when I can’t remember anything. I was talking with Becca recently about feeling like my memory was worse and was it an effect of getting covid and not realizing it, and as they pointed out, it’s probably mostly the fact that I’ve been stressed out kinda non-stop for like… 3 ½ years.

Can you tell I wrote that while feeling more depressed? Anyway, to the topic at hand, what I do remember from this time in my life and that is relevant to how I got to where I am, is that I was a gifted student. I know I have a few international regular readers, so I’ll elaborate in case your school system is substantially different. When we moved from bustling San Diego to the middle of nowhere, Arizona, I went from private school to public school and two very different educational standards. I remember, as an obnoxious, snotty kid, saying at some point that it seemed like the expectations for me through 6th grade in Arizona weren’t any different than the expectations I had already met and exceeded in San Diego in 4th grade.

Shortly after I started at my first AZ school, I tested for gifted and talented and was found to be gifted. What that actually meant was that I tested really well. I had a higher reading level than my peers. I needed more of a challenge in my work–again, likely largely influenced by different standards coming in, and which I think I must’ve gotten, but truth be told, with a small staff in a small town, I don’t really remember getting that much extra attention or challenge to my assignments. I wasn’t a super genius needing to skip a bunch of grades and ready to do complex physics or whatever, but I was needing a little more because I could handle it.

Then I went to high school. I traveled about an hour each way every day because I needed to go to the bigger high school in the bigger town because they had the most honors and AP classes–a way of continuing that “gifted” education and receiving early college credit because of it. There, I ended up having a similar experience. When I graduated, I wasn’t valedictorian or salutatorian, but I was in the top percentile of my class and got to give a speech. It was… a high school graduation speech, alright.

My point, such as it is, is that I spent years working in a school system that kept telling me I was smart–or succeeding in a way my peers weren’t, needing resources that they didn’t–and then rewarding me for good performance. With the benefit of hindsight, sure, it probably wasn’t great that I was being told I was special and different and tying a lot of my self-worth to academic performance, but hey, that’s the American school system for ya!

The critical story from this time period I know I’ve told before. I think it was the summer between my junior and senior years of high school, so when I was really starting to look at colleges and get out applications. I was at San Diego Comic-Con and was at a party with former DC writer, editor, president and publisher, Paul Levitz (one of the people that in my childhood I had once told I would have his job someday). I was talking with Paul about my college plans because I knew that he did some teaching on the side and, well, I figured it’d be good to know how to move forward so I could get his job someday. And I told him that I had been looking at schools with strong creative writing programs and journalism programs and what few schools offered comics programs and he told me that his advice as a person who taught creative writing was you can’t be taught creativity. You can be taught how to refine your writing, and there are some programs that put the emphasis on focusing your skills and helping you improve your storytelling, but there are a lot of people who enter creative writing hoping it’ll foster their creativity, and you can’t teach an imagination. His advice was to pursue something that I would be able to write about–things that I could know and always refer back to as a basis for ideas. I decided to pursue journalism because I had some stories that–fingers crossed, might still get told someday–I thought knowing the real ins and outs would be helpful for. I also figured, journalism is about learning how to research and learning other people’s stories and how to tell them. It ended up being a good fit.

College Daze

It’s kinda funny. I’ve been in comics for 7 years now. Celebrated my 7th IDW anniversary in late August. Most of the people I know and interact with on a regular basis are comics creators, or other creators, artists, readers, fans, people in the community at large. But sometimes I get that shock of no matter how mainstream comics may seem, for a lot of folks, they’re still a novelty. Like when I got my haircut last and the stylist had no real idea what my job was. And without a doubt through my own doing, I had a reputation even through college as “comic guy” because both to people with a shared interest and people who barely knew me, that was the fact they knew about me.

College was probably the first time in years that I had made a full comic. And the ones I made were not very good. But, over my years there, I took a few classes that involved comics heavily (including a really amazing comics geography class that was examining comics as a tool of non-fiction storytelling) and in the course of those, made a couple little comics. Y’know, one or two page things as assignments, but something that I had to write and draw and letter all by myself. Having to do that made me really start to think about the tools of making comics. I had never stopped reading comics, I had never stopped thinking about comics, I had to read Understanding Comics and the other Scott McCloud books like 5 times for different classes, but I had so fully bought into being a writer that I hadn’t tried to make my own comics really in a long time.

I had a couple false starts as a writer. I had a series I was working on with my dad that ultimately didn’t go forward and my only regret about that is not having had the chance to work with my dad. I did a comic script as my honors thesis. I got a surprisingly good grade on it considering how weak I think it is. I have not chosen to revisit it because in hindsight, it was not a good script and was a pretty flawed premise.

But what I really got into in college was editing. In my journalism classes, and working on the Daily Wildcat, I got to spend some time learning editorial skills and in the trenches. And, as it turned out, for as much as I loved writing for myself, I also was pretty good at helping other people find their stories, find their angles, clean up and clarify their copy, check their facts, etc. It was also around that point–and around the point of my first *real* job in the home department at Dillards that I realized editorial also had the perks of regular paychecks and healthcare.

I didn’t focus on editorial in an official capacity. It’s not like I have a degree in journalism with an emphasis on editorial or anything, but I knew it was something I was increasingly interested in pursuing and really busted my chops to try to get good at it. For as difficult as it is to bust out an article in a daily paper because someone blew their deadline or turned in something unpublishable, it is actually far harder to adjust on the fly in comics because I can’t just write something and plug it in.

The other major influence on me and comics in college is, of course, it’s where I met and fell in love with Becca. When we first met, they liked comics, but had largely given up on that part of their ambitions. Like, they were a political science major that had danced around also doing theater because they loved acting and maybe wanted to be a politician and maybe wanted to be an actor and maybe wanted to be something else, but being an artist, much less a comic artist was not a thing they were really thinking. And now, that’s what they do and what they work on so much of the time and with me sometimes and y’know, I could not do what I do now without them in my corner and vice-versa, I don’t think.

My Real Secret to Success: A Broken Car

Those are the factors that really led me to comics. I grew up in it. I had connections. I learned about it myself and in school and throughout my life, and was rewarded for the work I put into learning about comics and learning everything else. I fell in love, and I fell in love with editing. And so I graduated with a journalism degree with a minor in gender and women’s studies and was ready to face the world… by briefly kind of illegally living in my friend’s back bedroom for a few months because I was unemployed and unemployable!

In the middle of the hot Arizona summer, I get a message from my friend Shannon Denton. He’s working on the Alan Tudyk webseries Con Man and they’re shooting the finale and need people for a fake comic convention and he’s heard Becca’s interested in acting. It’d be background stuff, but it could be a little something–a first step, first gig in LA. Plus, we’d get to see each other!

And so, 4th of July weekend, Becca and I drive out to LA for filming! Now, to backtrack (and forward and sideways) a little… I have not great luck with cars. My first car of my own was an old family car that was gifted to me and was rear ended only a few months into owning it. It was messed up–not actually undrivable, probably, but the extent of the damage was more than the rest of the car was worth, so it was deemed totalled. And because it was a car of little value, I took my little payout and bought another crappy car. It was fine for what it was. Except when it started giving me the check oil light. I took it in to get the oil changed and apparently brought it to the dumbest, worst mechanics in town. I say this because…

Back to LA. We’ve been there a couple of days, but the car’s starting to drive a little funny and make some funny sounds and the check oil light’s back on. So, we stop at a mechanic and say “hey, can you look at this? I just had it in the shop!” And the mechanic looks at it and does his whole thing and says that whoever looked at it last screwed me over. The cap to the oil tank was shattered, so it wouldn’t screw in properly and the car could no longer safely hold oil and the oil that had been in it had now gotten into all sorts of other parts of the engine and the engine would have to be replaced, which once again, would’ve been more than the value of the car.

Now, stepping back again for one second. We’re staying with our friend Henry Barajas while we’re in LA. And while I’m at Henry’s place, I see a job posting for an editor gig at IDW (I would later learn that it was to replace John Barber). I go through it and I’m not qualified at this point. But, Henry encourages me to apply, so ultimately he’s like making dinner and conversation with Becca while I sit at his kitchen table and fill out this application, certain I’m not going to get the job.

The mechanic sees the AZ plates and asks if we’re local or if we’re staying with anyone. I tell him that my mom lives in San Diego. He says super, that’s about as far as you can go. You cannot drive back to Arizona with this car, it will not make it there. And be careful if you’re driving this down to San Diego. Becca and I do it. We drive it down, park it in the driveway of my mom and stepdad’s place, and that’s where the car died and was eventually picked up and donated from. But through some pretty convenient timing, I hear back from IDW. I am right, I’m not qualified for the editor position. But they haven’t yet posted that they’re also looking for an editorial assistant–a ground-level opening. And if I can make it there, I can do an interview with Chris Ryall. So it was that my car dying set me up to be in San Diego and do the interview.

It went well. Chris and I knew each a little, from my dad’s time at IDW, though obviously very different with me as an adult rather than a kid. It went well, and I eventually went back to AZ and waited to hear back. I got to San Diego Comic-Con and very nervously approached the IDW booth one day and talked to Chris and he said I had it, just had to finish up the paperwork on their end, and within a month, I had signed the papers and started at IDW.

And now I’m here. I've been trained by amazing people and have worked with so many fabulous creators (and still have such a wishlist of people I'd like to work with one day). I spend 5 days a week (though honestly, sometimes it seems like more) doing editorial work, and trying to write on top of and between that. I’ve got a couple comic series under my belt and lots of stories I’d still like to tell. And I bust my ass every day to bring people comics. Being in editorial, it is a sometimes frustrating job. A job that does not get a lot of credit. And a very difficult job. But it’s my job, and the highs are the best thing in the world.

I still struggle. I think that’s evident, even in how I tell my story about whether I’m actually justified in being here and doing this and if I’m any good at it. I told a friend recently that I have an easier time inviting my peers to my wedding than asking them if they’d like to work on a silly little story with me because for some reason, it feels like that’s going to be a bother or they’re not going to treat me as a serious creator. But that’s my comics story and I expect there’ll be a lot more to come from me in the future.

Thanks for reading. Amended features below!

David

What I enjoyed this birthday: Birthday cards, gifts, art, and messages! People who bought my Kofi mystery bundles (last call)! People who subscribed to my Patreon (mystery bundles til Halloween at $10+, plus a Wreckers #1 script dissection coming this weekend)! People who sent me $$$ because it's my birthday because, boy, I need 'em (see Kofi link above...)! Blank Check (Podcast), Solve This Murder (Podcast) , Craig of the Creek (Cartoon), One Piece (Manga), Pokemon Violet (Video game), The Archive Undying by Emma Mieko Candon (Book), Yu-Gi-Oh: Duel Links (Video game), The Traitors (TV show), Mothership (This funky space "tiki" bar in town! It's themed around having crashlanded on an alien planet, so like half the bar is what's left of your ship and the other half is like the natural cave formation and the weird irridescent plant life and stuff. It's really cool). 

New Releases today (10/18/2023): No new books from me this week. :C But maybe spend the money you would've spent today on a mystery bundle or Patreon membership or something in my shop or something from Becca (remember, there's even more on Becca's Patreon and itch and other things accessible via their contact page)! 

Or put your money to something good like the Palestine Children's Relief Fund, Doctors Without Borders, or UNRWA. It's hard because a lot of this money is anticipatory given the situation in Gaza (and the West Bank) and at time of writing, resources are being extremely restricted, if getting through at all. Or if you want to feel like you're having more immediate action, there're still plenty of ways to give for relief in Ukraine, which is also still under siege. 

Or if money is a big ask, which, like, I get it, maybe you can give some time to something important. The Jewish Voice for Peace Action has made an easy to fill out form to write your representatives to encourage defunding and deescalating the Palestinan genocide. You can still submit your comments on "Generative AI" to the copyright office (they've actually extended the submission period). You can write to your reps to tell them to stop KOSA. You can get involved with your local library, or attend a legislative session of some sort, or otherwise take action in what you believe in because, again, things are bad right now and there is so much evil and injustice to stand up against, be it book bannings (and publishers giving in to extremists) or transphobia or worker exploitation or all of the above! 

Announcements: It is my birthday. See above! 

Pic of the Birthday:  I will post actual birthday pictures when I have them, so this weekend's blog. In the meantime, final plug for my bundles! 

#comics #comics editorial #personal story #breaking into comics #happy birthday #birthday boy #comics for sale

[arolvcslfshp]

hii!! i’m yemi! i’m an (angled) lovequeer aroace and like the arolovic term; i have a lot of people i appreciate and would like to post about (plus i love organization and forgot sideblogs were a thing— apparently interacts from @schematicsjw), especially since the fandoms are pretty small, there’s barely any platonic f/o stuff, and there are some takes i’m dying to see!!!! i’d love to make some mutual friends!!

this blog will be pretty reblog heavy so that people can enjoy the same posts as others by being able to think about them in platonic/familial contexts!! (if i’m talking about family on something explicitly romantic on accident, let me know so i don’t take away from the wrong conversation! i am not proship, just very verbally and physically affectionate.) there will also be original work, but i’m a mentally and physically disabled full time double major college student, so I don’t have a lot of time to make quality things like I’d like to!

i love asks of any kind (this may change)!! it’s just that if i respond to your ask with vagueness, it’s not discomfort or passive aggression— if i’m hyping you up i’m likely not thinking of it COMPLETELY in the terms of the character as I understand them so I don’t trigger my own OCD by worrying if i’m coming off like i romantically ship myself with my familial f/os (I DO NOT!!!!!)

i don’t mind sharing f/os, especially since mine are mostly if not primarily platonic or familial (and I am really good at cognitive dissonance LMFAOOO), PLUS i’d love to nerd out with anyone familiar with the characters enough to even want to talk about them! i also will add and take off of this as needed!

my familial f/os: Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric, Inuyasha, the Osomatsu-san sextuplets

my platonic f/os: Soul (Soul Eater), BlackStar, Gon, Killua, Leorio, Kurapika, L (Death Note)

my queerplatonic f/o is an oc, so there’s especially no worry there!!

basic dni + dni zionists, proship/comm/dark/neutral ship, zoo/pedo phile etc. all that shit is GROSS asf i do not support you and you are NOT safe here. if i accidentally reblog from or interact with any of these people PLEASE let me know so i can disengage and block!!! i am 18 and this blog will be completely sfw, but i’m uncomfortable with anyone younger than 15 interacting directly with me.

for context with the way i may talk or when having f/o imagines and everything, I will mention that I am Black, mentally ill, physically disabled, and I also have both Autism and ADHD!! i speak on these as someone within those communities!!

#f/o imagines #platonic self ship #sibling f/o #brother f/o #f/o positivity #self ship #selfship community #selfship comfort #self shipping #self shipping community #self shipper #selfshipper

[creepylittlelady]

Welcome friends <3

Hello.

Let's all be friends okay?

In our own little world. we can thrive.

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

Hello, my name and my age aren't important right now. You can refer to me as Little Lady.

I mainly made this blog to make some friends and not be so lonely and find a way to live from day to day, since it can be hard, can't it?

I am welcome to all people, as long as you aren't too dodgy. Let's all be friends with each other. (I am very antisocial so I don't know how to make friends easily, even on the internet.)

I suffer from mental illness and am on the Autism Spectrum, so I may be a bit odd sometimes.

Let's all hope for a bright future!

(I am a minor, just to let you know. If I continue this blog until I'm 18, I'll let you know.)

18/11/23:

Okay I’m going to edit this post, seeing as how this blog has been changing quite a bit recently.

So you see, I will post some weirdcore stuff from time to time but due to recent revelations I do want to focus this account on my Creepypasta AU, Puppet Strings. Soon I might make a post describing the lore of my AU.

I wanted to try and make a mix between fanon and canon in a way that I thought was fun considering I’ve been making this AU for about 7 years now!

If you’d like to request any character (besides Offenderman) then feel free to go ahead! I’m always available even if it takes a while for me to respond :)

Let’s all have fun together!

#lonely #intro post #friendship #weirdcore #dreamcore #kawaiicore #trauma #mental illness #autism #safe space #under18 #littlelady #creepypasta #slenderman #ben drowned #creepypasta fandom #zalgo creepypasta #jeff the killer #lord zalgo #ticci toby #mh masky #mh hoody #sally williams creepypasta #lazari swann #eyeless jack #laughing jack #slender brothers

[marygodwin-bsd]

Hi there! Welcome!

I am a level 21 category she/her human 💞💞

This is a secondary blog. so if i respond to comments itll be with a different acc (@cupidthewriter but I'll let you know. )

Writing Masterlist This is a blog dedicated to the anime Bungo Stray Dogs and the OCs I’ve made for it. Expect a lot of Kunikida content- I like him.

Here’s a guide to Mary for now. I’ll add to this post as I work on more ocs.

Note: I’m aware there’s already technically a Mary Shelley in the world of BSD but there’s barely anything on her and I didn’t know that until after I’d done a ton of oc work so it’s too late now lemme introduce you to Mary Godwin enjoy

Here's a short guide, its from my other blog

Mary Godwin (she/her)(reference to Mary Shelley, author of Frankenstein). She is the cousin of Dr. Wollstonecraft. Age: 22 (Birthday is Aug. 30) Height: 5’0 ft (152.4 cm), with her platforms it’s 5’5 Personality: a little hard-headed and bold. She tries to be as independent as possible, and is very devoted to those she loves. She’s goth. Very private. Ability: “Modern Prometheus”- the ability to animate non living things (this includes severed limbs and dead bodies, but also inanimate objects such as lamps). This power has a range of 20 meters. It’s purple. Affiliation: Europle(previous), The Armed Detective Agency (current). She works as a forensic biologist. Family: Victor Godwin (son), Dr. Wollstonecraft (cousin) Mr. Godwin (father) Pets: They have 2 cats. Their names are Beans and Toast. Friends: The ADA, Kunikida Doppo (private romantic partner), Dazai Osamu, Yosano Akiko, Dr.W. Hobbies: watching thriller movies, experimenting with her ability, just hanging out with her kid, bug taxidermy

Victor Godwin (he/him)(a reference to Victor Frankenstein) Age: 3 or 4 (Birthday is March 30th ) Height: Personality: A very bright little boy who's a little too curious. Loves math.(COMING SOON) Ability: Reuse. He is able to drain people's strength and put it out towards other objects. this is temporary. Affiliation: the ADA, although only through his mother. I haven’t yet explored his future. Family: Mary Godwin (mother), Percy Shelley (biological father, has never met him), Mr. Godwin (grandfather, has also never met him), Dr. Wollstonecraft (cousin once removed) Pets: Frank, a rat he kept that used to be a class pet in pre-k but his teacher gave him away. Every time Frank dies, they get a new pet Frank. Friends: Children from daycare, he believes his mother’s adult friends are his friends (this includes Kunikida Doppo and Dazai Osamu) Hobbies: Junior Mathletes, “designing experiments”, trying to teach Frank tricks

Percy Shelley (they/he)(reference to Percy Shelley, romantic poet) Age: about 27 (birthday is August 4th) Height: 5'6 Personality: Loyal, flirtatious, fragile mental state. Bold only when it comes to protecting the ones who matter. Ability: "Mont Blanc," they can grow plants out of their body or the environment, but it comes out far too strong and it drains Percy of their strength. It has resulted in something close to chronic illness. Affiliation: Decay of Angels, specifically under Fyodor. kind of Fyodor's lapdog. Will follow any order given to him by Fyodor out of loyalty and wanting to be useful, even if it will hurt themself or other people. This will be expanded as I develop them more!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd oc #bsd original character #bsd ocs #kunikida doppo #kunikida x oc #armed detective agency #anime #new blog #oc blog #bungo stray dogs

[sebcosmothetransguy]

Introduction Post

Hello there, my fellow peeps/creatures. My name is Seb/Cosmo/Mars. 

I made this blog, because I want to get my thoughts out there, be a part of my communities, and just for fun.  

DNI if you are: homophobic, transphobic, queerphobic, acephobic, arophobic, racist, sexist, ableist (against ALL parts of the neurodivergent and mentally ill and disabled community, nothing and no one is excluded), TERF, LGB without the T, nsfw, are against self-diagnosis, are against alterhumans, nonhumans, and otherkin, anti reality shifters, or are just a total jackass. Or I will block. 

Identity And Orientation: I am a genderfluid genderflux non-binary guy. Ask me what I’m feeling like at the moment. I am aroace (aromantic and nebulasexual), and have several other attraction labels along side of it; homoalterous, panexteramo, omniqueerplatonic (the way I define the queerplatonic relationship is based on the gender of the person), panaesthetic, and pansensual. And I am ambiamorous (comfortable with both monogamous and polyamorous relationships) and I do not have a preference. 

Pronouns And Terms: I use he/it/xe/they pronouns. I like masculine, neutral, thing, and fae terms (i.e. boy, person, that, a fae). Ask me which one I’m preferring at the moment.

Books/Movies/Series I Love/Enjoy: Wings Of Fire, Six Of Crows, Fourth Wing, How To Train Your Dragon, The Hobbit, The Lord Of The Rings, Harry Potter, Twilight, Wrinkle In Time, and Every Day. 

Hobbies (that I barely do anymore, but I still count them as my hobbies): Writing, reading, drawing, and painting. 

Mental Illnesses/Neurodivergency: All self-diagnosed anxiety, depression, social anxiety, OCD, probably selective mutism, probably PMDD or PME, and some other fun stuff that I’m still not sure about/am still researching. 

Fun/Random Facts: 

I’m in a long distance relationship with @piercedpercy. He is the love of my life, and my bestest friend. I love it so much. 

I’m otherhearted, with a fictionhearttype.

Dragons are my absolute favorite ever. 

I am obsessed with psychology and neurodiversity (a little too much). 

I enjoy Greek mythology (I researched it heavily for a few days and I now know way too much). 

I am a wolfstar shipper and Jegulus shipper. 

I totally believe that Qibli, Moon, and Winter should’ve ended up in a polyamorous relationship. Or at least, that Winter and Qibli would get over Moon, and confess their undying love for each other. 

I am pretty sure I am agnostic or atheist, but am still sorting that out. 

I’m a minor. 

I make bracelets and rings (usually just for my partner and I). 

I have one sibling, @belles17, they are the coolest ever. Love her lots.

I’m a very lazy reality shifter. I try to shift when I feel like it. I have a million DR scripts, some half-finished, some fully finished. (If anybody wants to see em, just let me know.)

I have a side blog, @cosmotherealityshifter.

I am a maladaptive daydreamer. Used to do it a lot, but not as much anymore. Still in constant dissociation, though.

I’m pretty sure I’m an age-regressor, but it only happens when I’m specifically triggered. Not sure what age I regress to, but around 6 to 11, I believe. Trauma response/Use it as a coping mechanism. SFW ONLY, of course.

My Tags Are: seb/cosmo posts, seb/cosmo asks, etc.

About My Blog: 

I reblog a lot of stuff, and post my random thoughts and experiences, and occasionally art, as well as some sprinkle of other random stuff. You will see a lot of queer and neurodivergent stuff, though, that’s for sure. And I will sometimes post stuff dedicated to my partner. 

Asks are very welcome from all my followers, mutuals, and random people. You can share stories or ask me random questions, and I will get around to answering them sooner or later. 

I love and care about my mutuals and those I follow dearly, even though I do not know all of them personally or very well. This is a safe place for you mutuals (and even you anons!) to talk about things, whether that be experiences, struggles, or otherwise! 

This is a silly, goofy, and “cringe” safe place, where we can simply be ourselves with absolutely no judgment whatsoever. 

I don’t mind following blogs and having mutuals with blogs that contain NSFW stuff, but do not send me an ask that is specifically NSFW, or I will block. 

I think that’s all. Have a good morning/day/night, peeps/creatures. 

#new intro post #intro post #seb/cosmo posts

[endogenicredstar]

Welcome!

Hello, everyone, and welcome to our little patch of heaven! I know I made an intro post before, but I feel that it’s become outdated already. So, after this post has been submitted, the old one will be unpinned, and possibly deleted, along with the original system intro post. Because all of our info will be in this one submission! Before we begin, please keep in mind that this page is a secondary blog! As a result, we won't be able to follow back! Now, without any further delays, let’s get started!

About the Host

My name is Shane, but you can also call me Sylum! I’m 29 years old. I’m physically disabled, chronically ill, and I’ve been diagnosed with anxiety, depression, and inattentive type ADHD. I’m part of the Alterhuman community, meaning that I don’t psychologically identify as a human (This can also include spiritually for some people, but not me.). More specifically, I’m primarily fictionkin. I identify as an individual member of a fictional species known as the Buma from Final Fantasy VII– even more specifically, a subspecies that I developed, called the Icicle Variant. If you’d like to know more, please feel free to message me.

My secondary kintype is shapeshifter. A paleo shapeshifter to be more precise, meaning that I can mentally shift to any extinct species at any given time. So you may wind up talking to a living, breathing dinosaur at some point.

Important Info: Due to my anxiety, I may not reach out to anyone outside the system. If you’d like to talk, please send a DM. Please be patient with me, as it may take a bit for me to respond. If anyone’s up front aside from myself, they may answer in my stead. Please be aware that some system mates aren’t social. So I apologize in advance if they come off as rude.

Now, it’s time for the fun part! Let’s meet the system!

Note: I’ve decided to use an almost sci-fi space marine/military naming theme in regards to their roles. (I’m a nerd. Shush./j) Please be aware that the guys aren’t all like their source materials.

The Red Star System

Let’s get one, very important detail out of the way: We are an Endogenic System, meaning that we don’t stem from trauma of any sort. If you would like to know about non-traumagenic plurality, please check out the ICD-11, as it’s a tad more in date than the DSM-5. Now that that’s out of the way, let’s get on with member introductions!

Good afternoon! I’m Knockout, the Chief Medical Officer of the Red Star System. My job is to make sure that the host’s body is well taken care of. Everything from reminding Shane to eat, to administering medication, to checking blood sugar is my responsibility. I’m often at the front whenever Shane experiences some form of medical issue. Or, when he goes to see a human doctor. I often help him cope with medical anxiety whenever it rears its ugly head. Please note that, due to my job as a medic back home, that I may not respond to questions or comments right away. And please don’t ask me for medical advice. I may be the Chief Medical Officer here, but that doesn’t mean I know everything about human biology.

Heyya! I’m Breakdown! I’m kinda like a nurse, which is also what I am back home! I help Knockout with medical stuff in the field, and I help take care of Shane! I also double as a Security Officer. Ya know, making sure that our little guy’s safe and sound! I usually come out whenever there’s a physical problem that needs solving; like figuring out the safest place to park his chair. It doesn’t sound like much, but I promise you that it’s important work! Like Knockout, I might be busy with other things, so I might not answer right away.

Greetings. I am Starscream, the Commander– though Shane insists that rank and duty are two separate things here. Regardless, my job is to ensure our host’s physical safety, as well as maintain his psychological security. I am often at the front whenever he is under extreme stress, and needs to be removed from the situation. I am a boundary enforcer; I make sure that certain lines are not crossed. I suggest you tread carefully, unless you wish to face my wrath.

Hi there! I’m Nanaki, and I’m one of the system’s Councilors! My job is to help Shane through some psychological issues. I don’t counsel him in regards to severe problems, like his depression spikes, but I can help him with his anxiety. I can also be a listening ear if he needs to vent. Please remember that I’m considered a minor in human culture, so please don’t mention anything adult whenever I’m at the front, okay?

Name’s Cloud. I’m a Security Officer– which means that I protect Shane from anything, or anyone, that might hurt him. I’m always on the clock, so if anyone tries anything, you’ll have to deal with me.

Hola! My name is Miguel O’Hara, and I’m the system’s head Security Officer. I usually front whenever Shane feels threatened by someone/something. Or, if he’s experiencing acute distress. If anyone gets particularly outta line, it’s my job to make sure they get back in line. Because I’m my universe’s Spider-Man, and a protector of the multiverse, I might not be around all that much. However, I’ll try to respond, or post, whenever I have the time.

DNI IF YOU ARE:

Anti-Endo

A transphobe, TERF, Homophobe, etc.

A Pedophile/MAP.

A Zoophile.

An ableist.

Anti-Otherkin.

Anti-Fictionkin.

We hope to see you folks around some time soon! Thank you for taking the time to read all of this! We appreciate it!

#Intro post #introductory post #introduction #fictionkin #otherkin #bumakin #endogenic system #endo safe #pro endo #pinned intro #pinned post

[ciaossu-imagines]

Of course, as I mentioned in our dms, you and Kusakabe are very adorable and I do ship it very much, but I also can’t help but ship you with Shamal as well. I think you guys would make a very good pair, and you’re someone Shamal could let his guard and persona down for for once.

And although my brain is still stuck on khr brain rot at the moment, I can’t help but also think of Class of the Titans and I do think you and Odie work well together too.

If I remember correctly these are characters you mentioned as fictional others before (not too sure about Odie as I have bad memory sorry!) so if you’re feeling up for it I would love to know any headcanons you have for your relationship with them! But if not that’s okay! Just know in my mind these are who I ship you with ❤️

- R

Okay, but these are too cute and sweet and everything about your message, my dear R, really touches my heart! Thank you so much for sending in something to cheer me up! I really do love all of the characters you sent in and I’m really flattered that you see me working with all of these lovely guys, especially since you are right in that I do love them all and do have them all as sometimes self-ships! Not sure if they would actually like me, but I ship with all of them, and it made my heart smile to have someone else think they would 😊 Thank you for also giving me the chance to talk about some self-shipping headcanons for them all!

Kusakabe/Dee headcanons

Kusakabe is always, always my comfort ship. While I think Shamal makes me open up more, Kusakabe just makes me comfortable. He never pushes me to open up, he never makes me tell him more. He’s okay knowing that I’m scared and he treats me, at first, like the little skittish animal I am around new people. Once he’s decided he likes me, Tetsuya is so incredibly loyal that even when I feel like I’m showing him nothing but my worst, he’s still there for me and reassures me that I’m not too much. He tells me he’s proud of me and makes me want to be a better person.

Thing that gets said a lot between us, especially on video calls since we’d both unfortunately become so busy at times that we’d have periods of long distance – “Wanna see the stupid shit I bought?” The answer is always yes and sometimes both of us are showing stupid shit we bought for the other one. He’s completely into my little collections and buys me stuff to add to them and I buy him shot glasses since he has a collection of those and we’re both always trying to one up each other in the weirdest or funniest of gifts. Like, he once gets me a stuffed gonorrhea plushie while I’ll get him a shot glass shaped like a penis sort of thing.

I think that, while he doesn’t always understand it, Kusakabe would be incredibly supportive of this blog and my writing. He’s always willing to listen to all my story ideas and he’s good about giving his honest opinion on them, as well as encouraging me when I get writer’s block or aren’t sure about a scene.

Shamal/Dee headcanons

Okay, but you saying I could make Shamal drop that mask and that guard amuses me a lot, because I really feel like it would be the reverse. I have a lot of walls, in real life, that I put up with people because life has taught me not to trust so easy. Shamal’s so fucked up as a person that I feel a kinship with that…we’re two broken people just doing our best, surviving everything and continuing on and because of that, I don’t have that fear that I have, even with some of my other self-ships, that he’d judge me when I couldn’t pretend or keep up the mask and slipped up, letting my mental illness or my quirks or just how weird my life has been show. I feel like he’s probably seen just as bad and he’d take my stories, soothe me about them, and share his own. He’d go slow, make me comfortable until he could strip me naked emotionally and mentally just as much as he’d want to strip me naked physically.

Me and Shamal work because we’re both okay with poly relationships. As long as there’s open communication and respect and we’re each other’s top priorities and first partners, we’re open to sleep with other people and even date other people. We’re just not allowed to make that other person more important than our bond with each other and we’re not allowed to discuss each other’s secrets.

Because Shamal is a doctor, and I’m currently studying up to take an extra course through work when it becomes available this summer, a sort of internship that would allow me to boost my skills and the duties I can perform, I’ve been picturing Shamal a lot lately, actually. With my studying, I love picturing talking to him about all these things, him helping me and encouraging me. We work on mnemonics together, make up ways for me to remember all the different controlled substances and what control schedule they fall under, to remember all the carcinogenics, stuff like that. He quizzes me and I get kisses whenever I succeed.

Odie/Dee headcanons

Okay, but the one thing I can say about me is that I truly do find intelligence to be one of the sexiest things in a person, right alongside a good sense of humour. Odie has both and that’s part of what really draws me to him. I’m not someone who shies away from talking about the big, heavy stuff and I really do sometimes just picture us chilling on the couch, cuddling, and debating with each other. He makes valid points, as do I, and we both come away feeling like we’ve learned something, not only about the topic but also about each other.

I’m not great at games myself. I play visual novels a lot and a lot of nostalgic gaming like Super Mario. I love imagining this game loving dork as the Luigi to my Mario, playing coop together on Super Marios Bros. 1 & 3, seeing how fast we can speedrun it. I also get to, after long days at work, come home and relax on the couch, curled up in his lap with his arms around me, holding the controller a bit further away from him than he would normally be comfy with but it’s something he puts up with for me, and getting to watch him play all these games that I am so interested in, but just am not good enough at games to play myself.

I like picturing us taking long rides on his scooter, just tooling around the town, and stopping in at any places that look fun. I think that Odie would be just as into comic shops, board game cafes, and places like that as I am. I also think he’d be fond enough of me and open-minded enough to be willing to check out places that he normally wouldn’t with me because I love them, like all my mysticism shops where I buy altar supplies, candles, and crystals.

#admin chatter #self-shipping

[womantoday]

creaturefromthelesbianlagoon: Butch Lesbians Saved my Life

These past few months i’ve been reclaiming my womanhood. It’s a defiant act. It’s a FUCK YOU to an entire life of being told i’m wrong by other people. I’m reclaiming my womanhood for the child who felt segregated and ashamed. I’m reclaiming my womanhood for the teenager who considered that perhaps they should have been a man despite feeling no kinship with men whatsoever.

I had been calling myself genderqueer/non-binary/agender for a long time, before i even knew that kind of language. My teens were an odd time of telling my Mother i felt like a third gender, that i was confused, that i felt alienated. I have been through dysphoria, i’ve felt so ashamed of my body and my identity, it’s been very sad. A sadness that was not created by me, a sadness that has been put upon me by a society that shuns women that do not conform to a stereotype, to a standard model, by a society that has enjoyed making a small girl feel disgusted by their own existence.

I’m 23 years old, and i’m coming to terms with being a woman. At first i was too ashamed to, i still feel unworthy of it. Women to me are beautiful, exciting, intelligent and brave. I feel a trifle of that, but i’m on my way. There are still things that rub me up the wrong way, I hate being called a girl, i hate the use of titles like Miss and Mrs. I never once considered that perhaps other women dislike that too. Do they?

I’ve arrived at this point because I found out there are women out there like me! and i have to say this… BUTCH LESBIANS SAVED MY LIFE. Lesbians saved my life, gender non conforming women have saved my life. I am almost euphoric in my findings, ecstatic! There are women who feel dysphoric! There are women who have issues with having breasts! There are women that are mistaken for teenage boys! and HOLY SHIT! It’s like this entire world has arrived. Things are making sense, things are slotting into place. I cannot express to you with my vocabulary how relieved i am. I could CRY!

I’m still unsure of things, i still don’t understand everything completely, but what i do know is that this has changed my life in such a dramatic way. I have an anxiety disorder, i have mental illnesses, and a lot of my anxiety has been because of my gender, my identity, the way people have treated me. Now, when i go outside, i keep in my heart the women i have found online, the women throughout history, the women in documentaries, the women that live their lives openly and proudly on blogs and share their experiences. These women have filled me with joy. I am so thankful. All it takes is visibility, for somebody to say “I see you”. I never had that, and if it was there, even fleetingly, other people were quick to shoot it down, make out like it was undesirable. I go out, and I am myself, and i am a (fragile) strong woman, and i won’t let other people tell me i am not. I am not going to let people strip me of my identity any longer.

So if you’re reading this, and you’re out there doing your thing as a woman, i take my hat off to you, and i thank you. I hope that by living my life like i do, i will be able to show my nieces that they can do great things without thinking they have to be a man, like i did, for so very long.

#quotes #butch #masculine women #self esteem #people #wlw #lesbian #gender roles #fashion #suit #women in suits #fit lesbian #female musicians #hat #weapon #gun #smile #feminism #tattoo #piercings