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#it’s called being mentally ill you should try it sometime!
crabrat · 10 months
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i think i might commit some atrocities actually
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inkskinned · 6 months
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it's just that there's a few more steps you have to take that other people don't have to take, but they don't see the steps, so they think you should be able to hop from moment to moment, a chickadee.
it isn't getting out of bed. it is the weight, the hook in your chest, the anchor. you have to move the anchor first. you have to silence your alarm, but your phone is in your hand, which means now you have to put the phone down, which is too-hard. you get stuck in there for a while, the white screen, mindlessly scrolling. you don't even like this activity, have tried a few other options but - here you are, and time is passing.
you've googled iron deficiency causes depression and if i drink enough water does it help with mental illness and anxiety but no caffiene within the last two weeks, like how you googled am i gay quiz at 17.
it isn't just calling the doctor back, it's the anxiety, it's these little moths in your lung cavities, furious and fluttering. you need to figure out how to capture your fingers from between their nervous bodies. you are an adult, you can say the words yes hi, i'm calling because i need - but you need to practice first. maybe write it down because what if you misspeak, wouldn't that be embarrassing. write it down, but you need to find a pen first. well, actually, your desk is kind of messy. you should get a new pen. you should get a new organizational system. you should try journaling.
your grades in school were always strange. the way teachers would say things like it feels like you're not trying. you could touch stars in the stuff you cared about. well, sometimes. god be willing. homework average zero. oops! your english teacher's wrinkled brow: i know you know this stuff. what the fuck are you doing?
it isn't the showering, it's the mirror before the shower and the soft horrible pull of your naked physique. you have to avoid eye contact completely or else it'll be 93 minutes later and you'll have picked at your skin until every little pore is bleeding. you have to stand up but standing is tiring and also you should have remembered to buy more soap but you never remember anything. maybe get out of the shower and while it's still running and you're still dripping wet, use your phone to take a note. make a note to get your groceries. let the shower run while you stand half-in half-out and get lost in your phone for a moment. come back out when the water runs cold and now you have to sprint to get ready.
your grandmother's frown. you're just being lazy. protestant work ethics in a house that isn't even protestant. she says she just learned different but she means learned better, doesn't she.
it's not that you can't send the email, it's that your hands have been hurting lately and the desk really is messy and also why the fuck would you even care about this thing? doesn't everyone else feel like they're drowning? hi brendon thanks so much for sending! will review and get back to you shortly. but now you're on the internet, close the tab with tumblr on it. go on, close it. feel the little soft vapor of boredom come up and over your eyeteeth and make everything overwhelming and itchy.
literally all you have to do is put on shoes to go outside. you're literally already dressed, that's the hard part of this whole thing. literally just put the shoes on. just... do it! do it! this shit is easy!
it's literally that easy. just stop taking all those stupid invisible steps. stop following your strange made-up rules. times like this, even you're positive you're faking. you just don't want to bother with the cleaning and the cooking and the being-an-adult.
but then - shouldn't you be able to put these stupid shoes on? nobody's even looking. go on kid. life is out there! just take the leap!
get moving.
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alienwithaguitar · 1 month
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Shelby said a lot during her stream, teetering from honorable to downright strange, and I want to address some of the issues. Before I say anything, I am still supportive of Shelby’s story, but this stream revealed a lot to me. I especially push Shelby supporters to read this, as this stream pushed MANY people I know to a neutral stance.
Shelby claimed having a depressive disorder just involved "feeling depressed", which is a harmful misconception that minimizes our struggles. Depression is more than feeling sad, and is categorized as being "different from regular mood changes and feelings about everyday life." It can involve constant hopelessness, angry outbursts, loss of motivation in most activities, and can lead to fluctuating weights, suicidal ideations, and self-sabotaging. To say "we all feel a little depressed sometimes" is to dismiss the lifelong struggles people with depression go through.
Shelby also implies that people with mental illness cannot change, and that recovery is not possible if your depression has hurt others. Not only is that an incredibly harmful idea to spread, it's blatantly incorrect. Just as habits and thoughts are trained throughout your life, they can also be untrained. There is genuine psychological basis in this, and to say that recovery is impossible is scientifically false. Personalities shift our entire lives, and changes in our physical and mental environments help us train new habits. This is part of the reason we try forming better schedules in new environments, and why a consistently stressful environment can bloom negative habits.
People don't chose to have mental illness, and if you're never taught to handle it, it can be extremely easy to hurt others. The most powerful tool to recovery is believing you can be better, and Shelby telling people to not even try is just enabling self-destructive people to hurt others for the rest of their lives. Change is a long process, but it's absolutely possible- Something as simple as a disruption in your life, a wake up call, and a drive to be a better person are the first steps to kickstarting change.
Shelby’s claims are very strange considering the rest of the stream. Earlier, she went on a rant about content creator’s influence on teenagers. She acknowledged teenagers are impressionable, and that it’s important to take care of those looking up to you. She recognized her fanbase was mainly teenagers, many of whom struggle from mental illness. It feels backwards to emphasize being a good role model before telling thousands of kids that their mental illness makes them a bad person. Her statement was about treating people with kindness no matter what, but she couldn’t keep that energy for people with depression.
Shelby herself was able to find help in therapy, so to deny that others should seek help feels selfish. She also confirmed on stream that she's seen the informative resources people sent her, and that she has ignored them. I can excuse the stereotyping if she's willing to be educated, but she's made it clear she believes she’s right. This is one thing I cannot defend, and I can't forgive her for slandering myself and thousands of struggling teens’ progress to their faces.
One final thing Shelby mentioned was that we should wait for evidence, and it's alright to feel doubtful. I want to revisit her statement with the current evidence we have, that I will take with a grain of salt by her own request. With the proof we have, nothing that Shelby claims comes across as abusive outside of the biting.
Shelby said she would get locked in his house at times. UK houses need a key to unlock the inside, and Wilbur likely only had one. While at his house, Shelby had access to her phone, and there were ways she could communicate with him or call for help if this was a problem. We have no evidence to claim that he trapped her. Shelby also stated her family never met Wilbur, because she had to travel to meet him. It wouldn't be unreasonable to stay in his house for an extended amount of time, and that was entirely her choice. She certainly might have felt neglected, but to claim that it was entrapment is baseless.
Wilbur was also busy with tours, absent nearly 200 days of the year. Feeling lonely makes sense, but raising that as abusive and holding it against him is ridiculous. As a famous musician, Wilbur has obligations that he legally can't drop. This was something she needed to be aware of when pursuing a relationship with him. She's allowed to wish things were different, but genuinely expecting him to abandon his lifelong passion is more than a little strange. This doesn't detract from her feelings, but to hold his legal obligations over his head when she should’ve known he'd be busy is unreasonable.
Shelby has also made a point of publicly shaming his hygiene. The inability to care for yourself and your space is a common symptom of depression. It was kind of her to clean, but her words imply she thinks he's just lazy. She explicitly notes that Wilbur didn’t expect her to clean, but that he waited for her to clean. This is weird to specify, as people with depression typically don't make plans to clean for long periods of time. She likely just assumed his inaction was a sign for her to do it, rather than something he struggled with and had no plans to do anyway. I don't think she was right for shaming his depressive habits, and I don't think he was right for dismissing her help. However, the comments he made about her cleaning very strongly imply that he never had plans to clean either way. This just reads as a choice to help out, not expectation or pressure.
Based on the evidence we have now, the points Shelby made just come across as her dating a mentally ill man and not being prepared for the challenges that come with that. Her family never met him, and he was very busy, so there wasn’t much outside opinion she could get. It's reasonable for her to feel neglected, but that doesn't necessarily mean it was intentional harm. It's important for both parties to get help, to communicate what happened and talk about their feelings. Wilbur stated he was committed to talking with her and addressing her concerns, while Shelby blocked him and refused to communicate, despite telling him she wanted to remain friends. All she's done since is reject his apology (even though he made a statement, not an apology, for legal reasons) and ignore his requests to speak. This avoidance to communicate is likely why the lines of consent and expectation were blurred in their relationship, as they've both expressed an inability to communicate.
This was not written to discredit Shelby's experience, I do believe she has trauma. However, you can absolutely be traumatized by relationships that weren't necessarily abusive. I've experienced years of PTSD from completely fabricated nightmares, and have trauma from repeated hallucinations of my ex. She’s not lying about her feelings- But between the contradictions, refusing to talk with Wilbur about an apology, and the insistence to "communicate” despite the fact that she blocked him, I can't support Shelby's actions.
I will always fight to uplift victims, and I am sympathetic of her story, but I can't defend someone who makes no effort to communicate or educate herself before speaking. Until either of them presents something that is beyond "he said, she said" I will remain neutral. I think they both deserve a chance to change and talk about this privately, and I will be waiting for a better response in the mean time. There was clearly miscommunication, and this was brought to us prematurely (shown by her contradicting statements.) I urge you all to look at the evidence and hopefully come to a similar conclusion. You can feel for someone's experiences and sympathize with their mental state without endorsing them. Stay safe, be kind, and don't jump to any conclusions. 🤍
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crownmemes · 3 months
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Ill & Injured Sentences, Vol. 2
(Sentences for muses that don't feel so great, and for muses trying to take care of another. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"How bad can it be?"
"Getting stabbed is very demotivating."
"Sorry to miss our meeting, but I was a little busy getting shot."
"I think you're suffering from post-traumatic stress."
"I believe I've got a bullet in my arm."
"Listen, you're making terrible decisions right now because you're not thinking clearly!"
"You were about to make a medical comment?"
"Whatever is causing this, I think it needs immediate attention."
"Hang in there. I'm not going to let you die."
"All things considered, being shot is not as bad as I always thought it might be."
"I have no desire to damage my brain."
"That's going to leave a nasty scar."
"I don't think you ever get over something like that. It becomes a part of who you are."
"Your hand was shaking. That's not nothing."
"You look like you've paid a visit to the Devil himself."
"You don't look so good."
"I thought for sure you were dead."
"You've stitched yourself up before, I take it?"
"At a time like this, curiously, you begin to think of the things you regret or the things you might miss."
"Do you have any idea what you've been through?"
"How are you coping?"
"Talking doesn't cure anything."
"Where did you get those cuts?"
"Say something reassuring?"
"I'm concerned why you came back to work three months early."
"Why are men such babies when they get sick or injured?"
"I wake up sometimes and I think to myself 'how the hell am I still alive'."
"I've got three separate medical reports that all state you're physically and mentally unfit to work."
"Are you crazy? I just pulled a bullet out of you!"
"I'm taking you to a hospital. No arguments."
"You need to lie down."
"Do you feel strong enough to move out?"
"When I woke up, I was covered in blood."
"Guess what? It seems as though I've been in some sort of accident!"
"The doctor says you have a mild concussion."
"Doing okay? We're almost there."
"I know I'm not well, but I'm alright."
"Is this as bad as it seems?"
"Just so you know, the doctor said that kissing will speedrun my recovery."
"What the hell are you playing at?"
"I am calling an ambulance for you!"
"Here, this should help with the swelling."
"If I could get up, I'd kick your ass."
"No doctor in his right mind is going to sign you out!"
"I am perfectly capable of walking on my own!"
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mementomush · 1 year
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WW STREAM HIGHLIGHTS:
ICID isn't Wills official final album, it might be, it might not be, he has no official plans
joe nuts
he isn't going on hiatus cause he feels his work is finished or he's "happy", he's leaving for his mental health, no one should be worried, and he's excited but it's not because he feels "his work is done"
ICIMI isn't his "i feel better" album, he was at an extreme low, not the same as his older albums, but very not well
he is a taken man
he doesn't hate his old music, sometimes complicated feelings, but he doesn't hate it
mental wellness doesn't sound like baritone uke, progress isn't linear, his old work sounds like that cause he's chose to, also he doesn't promise he won't ever do that style again, he may
he's a fluid, non-static being, his opinions can change overtime instead of staying as the last thing he said publicly
he never wanted to go viral and he didn't want to tell people what to do but he ideally doesn't/didn't want his stuff on TikTok (don't fight)
his opinions aren't "your Dad saying 'put your phone down at the dinner table'" or that the internet is fully bad. his opinion is it's capitlistic and corporations are manipulative
people took his "breakdown" in the Meatlocker video too seriously, it was all a bit
people take a lot of his work too seriously, it has meaning but it's not always as serious people take it (example being SDRR)
people took his Wednesday rant too seriously (but also grr Wednesday)
he has a very dry humor
tumblr is nice :)
he's not making references to songs, except three of his official discography, riff in Vampire Culture is "just a chromatic walkdown" not a 6up5oh reference
marsha thankk you totally isn't a typo from a different tshirt he was trying to sell
wooper is his favorite pokemon (he asked his partner lol)
cover songs good, if someone tells you otherwise, eat them.
he shaved his head so people would stop being into him (also cause he was sick of people being gross to him)
he has no problem with people dressing up as him at shows, it's not a trigger, he didn't dress that way cause he was ill, he just liked it
he knows he's cute :)
you can call him handsome/cute, it's nothing to him, just don't be nasty (also he has a partner)
there are no toxic will wood fans, fan culture is bad sometimes, all "fandoms", especially online, have their bad people, like everything
don't believe everything you hear on the internet, people lie for all sorts of reasons, including industry competition, or the story is better (it being his "feeling better" album) telephone is real (also the entire stream was basically dedicated to clearing misinformation, etc.)
he doesn't want people to fight
favorite meme is: what the sneef, im snorfing here
he knows who Jerma is, says he's a fascinating man
attempted to say something in Spanish about having a disembodied head in his hands and eating it
he has a birthday
he likes diet pepsi more than coke
this isn't super comprehensive, i started typing this up late! if anyone has any i missed feel free to let me know 🍄
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lets-try-some-writing · 3 months
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Death and Gifts
Death has existed since time untold, but now with mortal friends, he has found himself in a bit of a pickle. Having been introduced to the concept of repayment, he now feels the need to return the kindness his friends have offered.
Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately for everyone involved, Death pays his debts in full.
Previous part here.
━━━━━━ ⊙ ❖ ⊙ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⊙ ❖ ⊙
Death, or rather Orion Pax, was familiar with the concept of an exchange. Shanix was traded for resources or goods, life was traded for death, and knowledge was traded for service. He knew this, but he eventually came to a rather startling realization upon going through a series of datapads on mentality.
According to what he read, relationships were also a form of exchange. In a relationship of any sort, both parties were to give and take in equal exchange. Service was to be repaid in some way, shape, or form. Emotional care was to be provided in turn, and friends were meant to create bonds through a series of debts to one another in the form of attention, time, and service. To Orion, it was a wakeup call and prompted a severe misunderstanding.
Throughout his entire stay in the mortal plane, he had been receiving the time, attention, and service of his companions. He had been unintentionally indebting himself to them, and at this point, he was swimming in things that needed to be repaid. Ratchet gave knowledge and care freely, and that needed to be repaid as soon as possible. As did Megatron's dutiful companionship. There was much to do, and so Death prepared to repay that which was owed... in his own unique way.
Ratchet was his first and oldest companion. As such, Orion began devising ways to repay him first. Ratchet made his life easier and gave him understanding, Orion could do the same in turn. Thus, over the course of a few weeks, Death began to dig into Ratchet's history, connections, and prospects. The medical student had a few... blotches in his social life that Orion frowned upon seeing. An overenthusiastic ex, a corrupt higher up refusing Ratchet the title of doctor, and a bully who harassed his friend on the daily. Death does not usually pick favorites, but when it came to his friend and his debts, he was willing to compromise.
He spent what time he could with Ratchet, trying to return the emotional support through actions. And when he wasn't otherwise engaged, he put pieces in motion. He couldn't directly do anything, not without making his siblings upset. But setting up scenarios that would lead to death were not exactly off limits. So long as he wasn't there or forcing the death to happen, he wasn't responsible. So what if that one unfortunate ex got into a bad crash? He could have avoided it if he'd tried harder and paid attention. Why should it bother Death that a corrupt doctor overdosed on recreational drugs? The mech was living on borrowed time anyway. The bully ended up being arrested? Well isn't that unfortunate.
Ratchet did not grieve much, and Death was there with him all the way. He still had debts to repay, and Ratchet was worth so much more than being a mere Doctor. Perhaps it was a bit of bias, but Orion couldn't help but pull a few strings. Sometimes the corrupt needed to fall ill to make way for those who were far more suited to the roll. If Ratchet gave Orion a few side glances after he was suddenly promoted to the role of CMO, neither of them acknowledged it.
Ratchet: That mech... did you kill him?
Orion: I am forbidden to directly intervene in the affairs of your kind.
Ratchet: Did you cause this to happen?
Orion: You have been kind to me, you have given me much. It is a debt I will repay.
Ratchet: Orion, please, you don't need to-
Orion: You are of my chosen. Your purpose far exceeds those of the lesser.
Ratchet: You aren't like this. You don't usually have an opinion on anything, at least not like this.
Orion: It was, and it is still not permitted. But I will not allow that which was offered to go unrepaid.
His debt was nowhere near paid, but Orion had little else he could do. HIs friend was soaring high, and so in a bit of desperation, he focused on the rules to see what else he could possibly effect. Direct intervention was out of the question, but perhaps he could give a gift.
It wasn't against the rules to simply remove a block within a mech.
Death smiled when Ratchet found himself with an uncanny ability to sense death before it arrived. The doctor was able to solve cases before they reached a breaking point and determine a cause of death effortlessly, seemingly without any explanation. Ratchet chalked it up to his own skill, and Death grinned as he turned to his next set of debts.
Jazz was next, but for Death, he was hard to fully place. Jazz was an odd one, and repaying debts with him would be difficult. Jazz's situation did not allow for mecha to perish unfortunately. He was in too delicate of a position for that to happen and not harm him. But Orion could give him information. That much he could do. Jazz was an agent, a spy for the Council. Death dug through every case Jazz was involved in with fanatic determination, and once he had everything prepared, he began his work.
Cold cases were suddenly given new evidence as Death searched for the dead within the Allspark and questioned them. Information Jazz could not reach was put before him on a silver platter as mecha with the details found themselves incapacitated by unfortunate accidents. Those who hunted his friend were quickly silenced, not through supernatural means, but through blackmail Orion had from the Archives. To top if all off, Death gifted his friend an ability. When Death came to fallen, they trusted him instinctually. They knew what he was. To Jazz he gave a lesser version of the same gift, merely accentuating Jazz's already powerful charisma with a touch of the calm of the void.
Jazz noticed, but he said nothing. Death merely smiled.
Megatronus was not difficult to repay. Death merely began rigging things in his favor. Well, not necessarily rigging. But the odds tipping ever so slightly in his Champion's favor were not against the rules. Who was ever going to concern themselves with a blade sliding off Megatronus's armor and shattering instead of piercing. Bad craftsmanship had its effects after all. Who would be anything except awed when old wounds healed perfectly and Megatronus returned to the arena without issue? The Champion made all sorts of money for his sponsors. His success was theirs.
Orion's siblings watched him in wrath, further tightening his reigns. But Death would not halt. He could not gift abilities as obvious as he had to Jazz and Ratchet, but it was not out of the question to give Megatronus a more intimidating aura. All it took was for Death to touch him once every few cycles, and Megatronus would carry the stench of death wherever he walked. His foes feared him, and Orion laughed lightly as he watched their terror firsthand. It was not a gift, merely his presence having its effect. His siblings could not punish him for that.
Prima: You cannot keep doing this Thirteen. You are stepping beyond your bounds.
Death: I am following the rite.
Vector: You are not. Your influence has expanded beyond the limits set in place for all Primes. Continue down this path, and we shall be forced to step in.
Death: What must I do to gain the ability to expand?
Micronus: There is no-
Onyx: Expand. Grow.
Prima: Onyx enough!
Onyx: He has the right to know. We have known since the children of Primus walked the world. To keep him in the dark is cruel.
Death: What do you know?
Onyx: The rite forbids that I speak plainly, but continue as you are, and soon enough your reach will expand. The children of Primus are eager to believe.
Death considered the words of his peers, and ultimately he elected to follow Onyx's advice. He was Death, he was allowed to act as he saw fit, at least to a degree. He would obey the rites and rules, but if the children were in danger... well, rules were made to be broken on occasion.
Soundwave was the last on his list, largely because he was Megatronus's favorite. Death looked upon him and decided against any action, instead opting to give a simple gift to repay his debts. Soundwave stalked the halls, and Death dragged him into the shadows. It was for a brief moment, but when he released the spymaster and met his gaze back in the normal plane, Soundwave shakily got to his pedes, and Death smiled again. He enjoyed smiling. Such a silly thing, but one that held so much meaning.
"This gift I have given to repay my debts. The void now knows you, it has tasted your frame. Do not linger long within its grasp, but it welcomes you, should you wish to traverse the dark paths."
He left quietly, and Soundwave for his part shook like a leaf. The work was done, and now Death had largely repaid his debts.
However if a few particularly devoted mailmecha found themselves avoiding trouble and injury with surprising grace, then who were they to judge? Death would repay his debts, regardless of the outcome.
Megatronus, Ratchet, and Jazz were all very much aware that Orion had done something to them, but by the time they came to understand their new gifts, they opted not to ask. Whatever Orion was, he was old, and he was powerful. No longer was he a spark eater in disguise or some old monster. Rather, he had to be a Quintesson or a creation of them. There was no other explanation, not unless one wanted to begin believing in fairy tales about Primes and their power.
Death, oblivious to it all, continued merrily while quite content to have finally "made things right."
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joficeandwind · 6 months
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Reminder that you can be a victim of abuse, mentally unstable, AND a shitty person! I have seen too many posts and too many people in real life that put ALL of the blame on someone's mental conditions and just ignore that people have agency! I've seen so many people pull the "Well, yes, their mental health didn't help, but, what about Y factor that's out of their control?" When you try holding people accountable for their actions! So I'm gonna fight back on that bullshit here and now! So remember!
DO NOT give them infinite chances! Of course, you should give people struggling with trauma or mental issues room to make mistakes so they can learn and grow. But, you can't let them make fuck up after fuck up after fuck up, never try to improve, and not do anything about it! People can only fix themselves, so if they don't WANT to, and only say they will so they can get out of trouble, call them out for it! Give them a piece of your mind, berate them! Cut them off if you have to!
DO NOT expect people they've hurt to forgive them just because they're mentally ill or suffering with trauma! If someone with an undiagnosed Cluster B Personality disorder is an abusive partner for years, and they get therapy and become a healthier, better person, of course many people will forgive them and not be as outraged at them, even if they were the abused in that situation. But you should NOT force that onto others who wouldn't! A person would have every right to still be furious at them for what they did, especially not the victims! They have every right to blame THEM for what they did, and not their inner turmoil.
DO NOT downplay their shitty behavior caused by their mental health! NPD, BPD, ASPD, and adjacent Personality Disorders DO NOT necessarily make someone a bad person! You should not look at someone struggling with any of those issues and assume they have The Mental Illness That Turns You Into a Shitty Person. BUT! When someone is CLEARLY demonstrating toxic and destructive behavior that lines up EXACTLY with what they are diagnosed with, and they are CONSISTANTLY participating in these behaviors, you can't act like it's completely out of their control or not that big a deal! Do not protect them JUST BECAUSE they are mentally ill!
At the end of the day, just because someone is mentally ill, doesn't mean they can't be a shitty person! I had a neglectful and sometimes physically abusive mother with Bipolar Personality Disorder who was also a victim of CSA, and guess what? We have her CHANCE, after CHANCE, after CHANCE, financially supporting her, letting her live with us, LOVING HER, even after EVERYTHING, including almost TORCHING one of her ex-friends! But after long enough, when she ended up in jail on drug charges for the SECOND TIME, you know what happened? WE CUT HER OFF.
One of my first friends here on tumblr suffered from extremely low empathy, speculated to have Narcissistic Personality Disorder by the professionals she was in contact with for short periods of time and herself, and was also SUICIDAL, which I TALKED HER OUT OF COMMITING ONCE. Guess what? She was A-Ok and LAUGHED while being an accessory in spreading completely false accusations of RACISM and PEDOPHILA to onto a MINOR. (Me, who had literally turned 16 like 2 weeks ago at the time of this happening.) Why? She just didn't wanna bother with me or my friends anymore, we gave her a "bad image".
TL;DR, support mentally ill people and people going through tough shit, but don't coddle, woobify, or let them trample on you!
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Incorrect Fantasy High as (sometimes adjusted) things me and my best friend have written in our quote book:
(pulling from previous posts and adding new)
Kristen: You don't know me, you just know my horny thoughts.
Season One Adaine: I am... Horrifically unmedicated.
Fabian (about Riz): He's the perfect size to chuck
Adaine: We are the same breed of... Ayda: mentally ill?
Kristen: It's a fucking corn nut, it's not supposed to be sweet
Fabian: I just want to go fast. Zoom, zoom.
Fig: Just because I'm being a bitch doesn't give you a right to hit me in the tit.
Gorgug: hey dad, guess what I inherited from you? A high alcohol tolerance and Rage.
Riz: I don't theive much, but when I do it's for the clues
Baron: As a ghost my bones wouldn't pop. As a skeleton they DO pop. Click clack click clack click clack
Fabian: Helio nerfed me so he gets to face the consequences.
Gorgug: This guy thought this cat's name was cummin? That's cumin—dude do you not cook?
Fig: I don't like that babies have bones.
Kristen: Helio was a lame ass virgin... Maybe I should stop being mean to Helio
Riz: Call you a bitch? I can't do that! I'm a man!
Fig: Actually hold on, speaking of old white men...
Gorgug: What are you a woodchuck?
Fabian that one time: If Helio does exist, I don't think he went upstairs.
Fig: What are you gonna do? Punch me through my pony beads? Nice try. Dumbass.
The bad Parents: My husband/ex-husband is my brother and we coparent my son who is his nephew and son
Kristen: Better to bust a red bull than bust a nut
Ragh: WHAT IF IT LANDED IN THE CRAB!?
The bad kids to Kristen: I am having an emotional crisis and you are line dancing!
Kipperlilly (probably): I don't want to hear a white redhead sing.
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chronicallycouchbound · 9 months
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Guide to interacting with people with psychosis spectrum disorders and psychotic symptoms
If someone who has psychotic symptoms is talking to you about their hallucinations or delusions, do not suggest:
That they are inherently violent or dangerous Why: Statistically, people with psychosis are more likely to be victims of violence, not perpetrators. They are more likely to be killed by police than people without mental illnesses.
That their hallucinations are actually reality and everyone else can’t experience it Why: this can cause further dissonance between reality for the person, especially if they’re actively experiencing symptoms. It can lead to derealization and depersonalization, and exasperate or trigger hallucinations and/or delusions.
That they are a prophet, god, all powerful, etc. Why: along with the above reason of causing further separation from reality, many people with psychotic spectrum disorders experience delusions, one common type of delusion is called delusions of grandeur, which is a specific delusion around perceiving oneself or one’s accomplishments as greatness or of higher status than others. This specific delusion can be dangerous because it can lead to the person believing that they are immune to consequences, including physical harm to oneself. By affirming beliefs of the person being god-like, it can trigger or exasperate this delusion. This is especially common with people who have Bipolar type 1 with psychotic features and they are in manic states.
That they should just meditate Why: Meditation often isn’t safe for people with psychosis! Studies show that unguided meditation is especially risky, because without focusing on reality, people with psychotic symptoms are more likely to have hallucinations, or have depersonalization/derealization.
That you can see/hear it too, when you can’t/lying to agree with their hallucinations Why: This will absolutely exasperate symptoms, also it’s lying and is wrong and a genuinely horrible thing to do. This one should be obvious.
That they should just use cannabis or other psychoactive drugs Why: THC and other psychoactive compounds, can trigger psychotic episodes in people who have or are predisposed to psychosis, and trigger anxiety and hallucinations, which can exasperate symptoms. That being said, individual experiences may differ greatly, and they may be able to use psychoactive substances with no issues, but to suggest it as a cure-all or without a proper understanding of its possible negative side effects can be dangerous. Also, many antipsychotics and other psychiatric medications interact with many psychoactive drugs, so it’s important to know if it’s physically safe for them to use both at once.
Things you can say/do instead!
When actively experiencing symptoms/episodes:
Maintain a calm and steady tone of voice, don’t yell.
Explain what you’re doing before you do it, and try to avoid sudden movements which can scare or jump someone
If they have an action plan, follow it. I also urge you to remember that they’re scared right now. They likely don’t want to hurt anyone, but they’re terrified. Find ways to be safe, preferably that don’t involve police (there are lots of statistics around why this is unhelpful and can be dangerous)
“I understand that you feel scared right now, let’s find ways to be safe through this.” Be supportive! Psychotic symptoms are similar to symptoms of any other mental illnesses, when someone is depressed or anxious, we often reach out with kindness, remember that people with psychosis also need that compassion and consideration.
“We are at [location], I am [name] we are [relationship to person], we are safe” Talking about reality can be really helpful, most people with symptoms need some guidance around basic understandings of reality, affirming what is real can help them distinguish what is and isn’t. An important note, reality checks can sometimes be more harmful than helpful. Usually, a person who needs a reality check will just ask the questions: “Who are you?”, “Where are we?”, Etc.
Sometimes, doing reasonable things to help them feel safer is necessary to help them calm down enough that they stop having severe symptoms. For example, someone who is afraid that people are watching them might want to cover windows and lock doors, help them create a safe space for them mentally by doing that. Some requests might be a bit odd, but harmless, like putting salt in the doorways so demons can’t get in, you can do that, or find alternatives to help them feel safe. It’s important to try to create this safe space while also affirming reality.
Try not to focus on the specific hallucination, but rather on their feelings, for example instead of talking about the demons or details about the demons, talk about their feelings about the demons, and how you can make them feel safer. It can help them feel secure to have someone in reality helping them stay safe while they cope with these scary symptoms.
Ask permission before touching, consent is particularly important for people with psychosis, we are often stripped of our right to consent while in episodes.
Offer snacks, stuffed animals, or other comfort items
When talking about their experiences, diagnosis, or when not in episodes:
Ask how you can be supportive, both in and outside of episodes, some people need help with remembering medications, or someone to call when they’re scared and having symptoms. Sometimes it just helps to be able to explain what they’re going through and have someone just listen. They know their needs best.
Help them come up with a crisis/safety plan for when they have episodes, it can literally save their life, or at least make it more manageable and sometimes less scary.
Check on them if they seem off, have life changes, or are isolating.
Learn their warning signs and help them stay safe before they have episodes, and hopefully prevent them from happening or being more unmanageable.
Offer to do reality checks if that's something that helps them
Offer to do medication reminders ( if you're able to)
I was diagnosed with Bipolar 1 with Psychosis when I was 18. I have many psychotic symptoms including hallucinations, delusions, derealization, and depersonalization. This was written from my own experiences, research, and recommendations from providers. I highly recommend seeking out more information and experiences about psychosis to gain a more comprehensive understanding of it. No guide is one-size-fits-all, and this is definitely incomplete in many ways, but hopefully, this provides some insight or education for you.
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maybe weird and mybe vague, but if you ever have the time and inclination, would you talk bout your opinion on Geralt and *religion*? I haven't read the books in a very long time, and i only am halfway though the series, but sometimes geralt says something (' for it is the **holy** and irrefutable right of every woman.') and i'm left thinking, because he doesn't seem to believe in much but at the same time he does?
Religion and Spirituality in The Witcher Books: What DOES Geralt of Rivia Believe In?
Hello my dear! Sometime you guys will send me an ask that just makes me go...HOW DID YOU KNOW I LOVE THINKING ABOUT THIS AND WOULD BE DELIGHTED TO RAMBLE ON ABOUT IT.
VERY MILD BOOK SPOILERS AHEAD
VERY LONG, EXTRA, GEEKY POST AHEAD
So. For those who missed it, this is in reference to my "abortion in the witcher books" post, where Geralt calls abortion a "holy and irrefutable" right, both words that imply either spirituality or at least moral beliefs that surpass reasoning and rationality.
Yet, we know that Geralt does not believe in the existence of 'the gods', (I'll pull the quotes for that and show evidence as we go) so why would he use such language? What DOES he believe in? Does he have a guiding spiritual system of beliefs?
A lot of people interpret Geralt's attempts at political neutrality as wishy washy or cynical or apathetic, and believe, as a result, that he does not have a particular driving moral system of beliefs. In fact!! On my abortion post there was a guy on twitter actually trying to fight with me, saying that it doesn't matter what Geralt thinks about abortion, because Geralt doesn't value human life. (lmaoooooooooooooooo)
I am here to say that this is incorrect all around. (to the conservative dudebro I told him that he was conflating 'has killed' with 'does not value life', two very different things.) Anywho. Geralt actually has an incredibly strong system of morals and ethics that are VERY clearly laid out in the books. We can even name that system of beliefs. It just gets complicated!
So, let's talk about that. First, let's lay out his beliefs.
Disclaimer: I'm working with English translations of the books, and as I get very precise about words, just please be aware of that limitation. Many times I wish I had a Polish friend who had copies of the book and wouldn't mind me (the dreaded Geraskier shipper and twn fan) pestering them every time I had a question about wording. If anyone doesn't mind being that friend for me, please let me know.
Now. Onward.
For those who did not read my abortion post, Panur is referring to the fact that In Sword of Destiny (p 345), when Geralt is discussing his mother with Calanthe, this is what he calls abortion:
“A choice. A choice which should be respected, for it is the holy and irrefutable right of every woman.”
There are two words that Geralt uses here, "holy" and 'irrefutable" and both imply something 'higher' than reason. Holy is religious in nature, while irrefutable is along the lines of "inalienable" which is the word Dandelion uses, when speaking about the right to abortion. In Baptism of Fire (p317), Dandelion refers to abortion like this:
It’s obvious that only the woman can make a decision like that. It’s her inalienable right.
Inalienable and irrefutable are words that describe inherent rights, which are not subject to rational debate.
Many would describe that as sacred or untouchable. So even though it is not as directly religious as the word 'holy', it implies a value that is higher than logic or rationality.
AND YET, we do know that Geralt does not believe in the gods. It is a point of discussion between him and Nenneke on multiple occasions. In The Last Wish (p37) Nenneke is worried about Geralt and is trying to convince him to let Iola, one of her priestesses, put him in a trance. He resists her idea. Here is what Nenneke says.
"Iola isn't a medium or a mentally ill soothsayer. That child enjoys the goddess's favor."
Geralt's face does something in reaction to this that indicates his disbelief, and Nenneke responds.
"Don't pull silly faces, if you please."
So whatever his face did, it wasn't good. She continues.
"As I said, your view on religion is known to me, it's never particularly bothered me, and no doubt, it won't bother me in the future. I'm not a fanatic. You've a right to believe that we're governed by Nature and the Force hidden within her. You can think that the gods, including my Melitele, are merely a personification of this power invented for simpletons so they understand it better, accept its existence. According to you, that power is blind."
So, Nenneke describes his belief system in regard to the gods as...they don't exist, at least not in the way people view them. There is magic and chaos and monstrous beings, sure. But there are no 'all powerful' gods enacting their will on the world, there is nothing so predictable or organized.
Those beliefs are repeated elsewhere in the books, but I won't pull every single quote. This one does the trick. Geralt believes that people invented the gods to explain the world around them.
We also know that he believes humans invent monsters in order to seem less monstrous themselves. He says this to Dandelion in The Last Wish (p167).
"People," Geralt turned his head, "like to invent monsters and monstrosities. Then they seem less monstrous themselves. When they get blind-drunk, cheat, steal, beat their wives, staar an old woman, when they kill a trapped fox with an axe or riddle the last existing unicorn with arrows, they like to think that the Bane entering cottages at daybreak is more monstrous than they are. They feel better then. They find it easier to live.
So. In Geralt's world view, human beings are the creators. They create gods. They create monsters. And when they blame the gods or monsters, it is a false powerlessness engineered to escape accountability. But Geralt holds people accountable anyway.
So, if Geralt does not believe in the gods, does that mean he believes in nothing? Does that mean he does not have a moral code?
Actually, it is the opposite.
If people are held accountable for their actions, when they have no gods or demons or monsters to blame, the standard for morality is much higher.
Geralt if often called self righteous for this stance. In The Last Wish, (p160) when Geralt is complaining about how hard it is to make a living as a witcher, Dandelion even tells him he should be a priest, saying the fact that he doesn't believe in gods shouldn't be any barrier.
"Whatever. Become a priest. You wouldn't be bad at it with all your scruples, your morality, your knowledge of people and everything. The fact that you don't believe in any gods shouldn't be a problem. I don't know many priests who do. Becomes a priest and stop feeling sorry for yourself."
But without spirituality, where does Geralt get his system of morals? How does Geralt decide what is right and what is wrong?
Well, once again, Geralt puts human beings (instead of gods) at the center, in the position of power and importance.
Let's start with the moral quandary Geralt faces most often. Which monsters are ethical to kill, and which are not ethical to kill?
Geralt has arguments many times throughout the books with people who want him to kill a monster that he does not want to kill,
AND conversely
he has arguments with people who judge him for killing monsters that they believe should be protected.
Those people are on the extremes. Some people see all monsters as inherently without worth. At best, they think they are subhuman and can be murdered for money making schemes or potions, or at worst, they think they should all be exterminated.
The other kind of person (mostly druids and academics) see them as part of mother nature, sacrosanct and untouchable, and accuse Geralt of being immoral for killing even one.
But for Geralt? It isn't so simple. There is no 'one size fits all'. He doesn't 'other' monsters like that. So he has to decided each and every time. And as a nonbeliever, Geralt does not have a holy book or god to consult with to tell him what is right. And yet? He always has an answer.
In reference to the monsters he does not want to kill, here are a few passages of Geralt explaining his reasoning. In The Last Wish, he tells Dandelion he won't kill mecopterans because:
I'm not going to kill mecopterans. Nor any other harmless creatures."
Then, in Sword of Destiny (p42) when when Yennefer and Dorregaray are arguing about dragons, Geralt speaks up. What he says explains why he doesn't kill them:
"Dragons aren't man's enemies," Geralt broke in.
Then later, Yennefer challenges him.
"...And what do you know, witcher?"
“Only," Geralt said, ignoring the sudden warning vibration of the medallion around his neck, "that if dragons didn’t have treasure hoards, not a soul would be interested in them; and certainly not sorcerers...
Later on in the book, Dandelion says that Geralt doesn't kill night spirits because they are "sweet". There are a lot of other examples, but basically, that is always the test. Did the monster harm a human?
Now, on the other extreme, there are people who think Geralt shouldn't harm any monsters. These are people who are big on theory and environmentalism, druids and academics. Here are two examples.
First, we have Dorregaray in Sword of Destiny (p40) he says that Witchers calling killing a vocation is "loathsome, low, and nonsensical". He says:
"The world...is in equilibrium. Natural equilibrium....The extermination of the natural enemies of humans, which you dedicate yourself to...threatens the degeneration of the race."
Geralt responds with his reasoning.
"Do you know what, sorcerer?" Geralt said, annoyed. "one day, take yourself to a mother whose child has been devoured by a basilisk, and tell her she ought to be glad, because thanks to that the human race has escaped degeneration. See what she says to you."
Basically, he's like...tell that to the people who are killed.
Then, in Blood of Elves, Geralt is talking to an academic called Linus Pitt. (it's actually a really funny story, I summarized it here) Geralt has been hired to defend the boat from a monster, and this academic has struck up a conversation with him. They are discussing sea creatures (aeschna) who have been pulling people from decks and eating them. This man offers a similar argument to Dorregaray.
"...It was wiped out a good half-century ago, due -- incidentally --to the activity of individuals such as yourself who are prepared to kill anything that does not instantly look right, without forethought, tests, observations or considering its ecological niche..."
Now, we as the reader know, witchers do consider ecological niches, because Vesemir teaches Ciri about them in the previous chapters in this same book. But for witchers, ecological niches ultimately do not outweigh human life. So after briefly considering just telling the man "where he could put the aeschna and its niche," Geralt responds, trying to appeal to the man's love of theory and scholarship and his college (Oxenfurt, natch)...
"Master Tutor," he said calmly, "one of those pulled form the deck was a young pregnant girl...Theoretically, her child could, one day, have become chancellor of your college. What do you have to say to such an approach to ecology?"
That doesn't work. Master Tutor Pitt is still snooty.
"Nature is governed by its own rules and although those rules are cruel and ruthless, they should not be amended...And nothing can justify the extermination of a species, even a predatory one. What do you say to that?"
So, Geralt reverts to his truth.
"I'd say it's dangerous to lean out like that. There might be an aeschna in the vicinity. Do you want to try out the aeschna's struggle for survival on your own skin?"
Linus Pitt let go of the railing and abruptly jumped away.
The point is always always always...idk man do you want to die? Do you want your family to die?
The test is always:
Harm to humans, vs no harm to humans.
At this point, we can comfortably say that Geralt's system of beliefs has a name.
Geralt does not exist, he is a literary device. But in as far as we can gather evidence and apply it to canon, his state beliefs fit the definition.
A system of belief that attributes the good and evil in the world to choices of humans, rather than gods, and that assesses good and bad based primarily on whether they harm or help humans, has a name.
Geralt is a humanist.
Here is the definition for humanism from Oxford dictionary:
an outlook or system of thought attaching prime importance to human rather than divine or supernatural matters. Humanist beliefs stress the potential value and goodness of human beings, emphasize common human needs, and seek solely rational ways of solving human problems.
There are, of course, many ways to define any philosophy you could possibly discuss, but at it's most basic, humanism does not source morality from a holy book or a god. There is no higher power or authority.
It asks one simple question:
Does this do harm to humans, or does it help humans?
That may seem obvious, but a whole lot of morality based on religion falls away when you use this. Premarital sex? Is it bad? Welp? Are you harming the person you're having sex with? No? Ok, you're good! Homosexuality? Again, are you harming the person you're dating? No? Then you're good! Most sex based ideas about immorality just sort of goes away.
So is this just a decision making tool though? Or a system of morality? A way of life?
Well, for Geralt it is a way of life. This man is extra as fuck about his code of ethics.
I mean, there is no witcher code of ethics. But you'd better believe his extra ass made one, for himself! He calls it the witchers code, instead of Geralt's code, because that sounds fancier, and people respect it that way. If he just said, "I don't want to do it," no one would listen to him.
I did a post on his code.
So this guy is so in love with ethics that when no one gave him a code, he WROTE HIS OWN, and THEN! THEN he went out on the path as a young witcher, hoping to rescue innocents. He came out of the gate being driven by the value of human life.
When he is in the temple, talking to Iola, the priestess, (p115)about himself as a young witcher and what motivated him out on the path, he says this:
"...when I left Kaer Morhen and took to the road. I'd earned my medallion, the Sign of the Wolf's School. I had two swords: silver and iron, and my conviction, enthusiasm, incentive, and....faith. Faith that I was needed in a world full of monsters and beasts, to protect the innocent."
Geralt's entire personality is based on his initial desire to just...help people. Do good. It has nothing to do with gods. It has everything to do with the way he values human life.
Does this take a massive beating every day he wakes up? yes. Does he always live up to it? No. But it doesn't change the fact that it's there, that it is the underpinning of his character.
Also, I have to add, it informs his entire approach of political neutrality.
Geralt gets a bad rap for his ideas about neutrality. I'm not saying his idea about neutrality is the ideal or always correct. But people tend to see it as based in apathy or self interest and it very much is not.
He explains it to Ciri in Blood of Elves.
Geralt, Triss, and Ciri are traveling with Yarpen Zigrin and his men in Blood of Elves (p122) . Yarpen is transporting (smuggling) something crucial for the war effort on behalf of King Henselt of Kaedwen.
Triss is ill, so Geralt has begged Yarpen to allow them to join the caravan. Geralt says he will help out to pay them back for their kindness, only, Geralt has one thing he will not do. Since they are an official caravan, fighting would essentially make him an official soldier. So, if they are attacked by Scoia'tael, he will not fight. He says:
"Please don't count on my sword. I have no intention of killing those, as you call them, evil creatures, on the order of other creatures whom I do not consider to be any better."
Later, Ciri rides ahead and comes across some elven ruins. Geralt catches up to her and tells her what happened there. They are the ruins of an elven castle called Shaerrawedd, where humans mercilessly massacred a huge number of elven youth.
Geralt says that he has seen some elves about, but he isn't going to warn the caravan because he knows the elves are only there to visit their sacred place. He explains his neutrality to Ciri further.
"Do you know now why the Scoia'tael were here, do you see what they wanted to look at? And do you understand why the elven and dwarven young must never be allowed to be massacred once again? Do you understand why neither you nor I are permitted to have a hand in this massacre?....Do you understand?
She nodded.
"Do you understand what this neutrality is, which stirs you so? To be neutral does not mean to be indifferent or insensitive. You dont' have to kill your feelings. It is enough to kill the hatred within yourself. Do you understand?"
It isn't that Geralt doesn't care.
Geralt cares so so very much, and is so distrustful of power and political and religious institutions that he believes getting involved with them will end in him being used as a tool to do something to harm others.
Geralt does not want to be used as a tool to kill someone else. He has a lot of experience with that. He believes that the only response to a rigged game is to not play it.
Of course it is so much more complicated than that. Geralt has a lot to learn over the course of the series and he is tested sorely, and brutally. He is challenged over and over again. Is it even possible not to play? Are you playing by not playing?
But this post isn't about the relative ethics of political neutrality. It's about Geralt's spiritual and/ or moral beliefs.
The point of this post is, that Geralt is very passionately driven by his well defined system of beliefs, and that belief system is humanism.
Ok, let's go back to the words holy and irrefutable. Even though Geralt does not believe in the gods, he sometimes uses words that sound religious to describe his beliefs. Let's also go back to the word Faith. He uses it twice with Iola to describe his belief that he can help the innocent and do good in the world.
That is because, you don't need anything supernatural to value human life, AND YET sometimes that act of valuing human life feels sacred.
It is not logic. It is not reason. It is love.
I'm editorializing here. This is just me talking, my opinion. Humanism involves believing in the worth of human beings, and that requires a massive amount of faith, especially when people are out there doing evil to each other every day. Some days, love feels like a miracle.
Sure, you CAN make 'rational' arguments about why being kind to one another or valuing one another is the best way to live. It results in a high quality of life, it builds a healthier, more peaceful, world. It's all true.
But ultimately, most humanists are probably not humanists because of rationality. They value human life because they value it intrinsically. They believe that it matters, against all fucking odds. They just love for love's sake.
A know I do!
And having a protagonist like Geralt, who, no matter what horrors and evils he sees, not matter what abuse and trauma he endures, who never ever stops just fucking HELPING, who never stops CARING never stops TRYING, who exemplifies everything to love and cherish about the human spirit, just because he thinks HUMAN BEINGS are worth defending, it is so important to have, and for me, so fulfilling to read.
So, call him a humanist, don't call him a humanist, it doesn't matter. But watching him him go through hell, yet refuse to stop trying to help other people, it makes me feel better about being a human.
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Hiiiii how have you been love bug? (Please tell me if your uncomfortable with that term since you are non-binary and they/them I’m not sure what nicknames you are uncomfortable with it’s just what I call my friends and just a nickname I have for people in general🫶🏻🫶🏻 ) so I’d like to to request farah with a adhd reader who is hyper forgetful and sometimes has meltdowns ( as someone with adhd)🧡🧡🧡
Hey! I'm fine! Bought some more yarn for my leftover blanket today, which I'm excited to work on! And don't worry, I think love bug is really cute! I don't mind most nicknames, but thank you for being considerate, I really do appreciate it! Hope you're doing well as well ^^
I don't have ADHD, so I don't know at all what it's like for someone with it! I had to do some research on it, so I don't know if these are actually viable methods of helping, but I tried! Please do correct me with something that might help and I'll add it in this post afterwards! I hope this is enjoyable to you regardless! Thank you for the request!
Farah with a Reader with ADHD
Farah doesn’t particularly know a lot about mental illnesses. She may be traumatized, yes, but that doesn’t mean she ever had the time to research any of them. So she’s definitely not the best person to go to when it comes to things like these, but she tries, even if she can’t always understand everything that’s going on. You’re suffering, and that’s enough for her to know she should do something to help you.
You being this forgetful may be a cause of concern for her, though. It’s not every day she meets someone who forgot what they did five minutes prior. It’s especially concerning when it’s something important, though, like seeing a doctor. Although she may be worried for you potentially developing something as severe as dementia eventually, she’ll try to push her worries aside and help you to the best of her abilities. If you ever need reminders, she can help you. Farah remembers and retains things very well, she’s never had any issues with it since she had to in order to get by. If you need to remember something, she’ll remind you a few times a day. You have an appointment? Don’t forget about it tomorrow, I’ll tell you again then. However, she’s also a big fan of post its and will write down whatever it is you may need and place it somewhere she knows you’re going to see it. I know, out of sight, out of mind, but she’ll also text you and have you make reminders on your phone for important things so you don’t forget. Won’t get mad at you for forgetting your anniversary, she can see that it’s hard for you to remember things and won’t yell at you or anything either. However, she will mention that it was your anniversary, or maybe her birthday. For the most part she just wants to spend those days with you, if she can, and will thus remind you. Again, you don’t need to feel ashamed for forgetting, she’ll tell you that it’s quite alright and that you shouldn’t worry. She’s patient like that.
If you have a meltdown in front of her, she definitely would not know what to do at first. Depending on what kind of meltdown it is, she’ll react differently. If it creeps up on you, slowly making you irritated, then she’ll ask you what’s wrong. Regardless of your answer, she’ll ask you how she can help you, if you would like to be left alone or if you would like to take a small break in any way. She gets it and she’ll get you away from whatever is stressing you out so you can slowly recharge. If you really do want to be left alone for a while, she will comply, but will knock on your door to check up on you every once in a while and will bring you some food as well. Farah just wants you to be well, so she’ll take care of you how she thinks might help. Food is always good, food usually helps her, so she hopes it’ll do the same for you as well.
If it’s a sudden meltdown where you don’t know where left and right are anymore, then she’ll get you away from everyone else at first. While she can’t imagine what it’s like for you, it likely isn’t very pleasant for you to be crying and screaming in front of other people. Hoping that you trust her, she’ll try to ground you, asking you how you’re feeling, what you’re feeling and how she could help you. What happened is also another question she would ask you. Again, she won’t really know what to do on her own, but she tries her best. Farah will talk to you in a soothing tone and try to distract you at first so you can calm down a bit. Whether it be cracking a joke or asking you about your top five favorite reptiles. Even if you can’t answer her properly, she’ll just reassure you that it’s okay, that everything is just bad in this moment and that it’ll pass. She’s with you this entire time and won’t leave you unless you want her to. Asks you to breathe a bit with her. In all your time being together, she’s likely learned a breathing technique or two that might help you.
Once your meltdown is over, she’ll be very gentle with you, especially if she can see you’re beating yourself up over it. You really shouldn’t feel ashamed for something that you can’t help, it’s not your fault. If you feel especially down, she’ll give you a kiss on the forehead and get some ice cream with you. Something like a meltdown seems exhausting to her. While she doesn’t want to seem like she’s rewarding you for having a meltdown, she does want you to be kind to yourself afterwards, that’s what the ice cream is for. And if you don’t want ice cream, then some berries, fruits or a small snack will suffice as well. Either way, she’s there for you the entire time until you feel better.
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I don't understand the back and forth between Jirai. As a mentally ill adult with BPD as well as other illnesses. I don't understand trying to claim a slur I wouldn't be called as a western who lives IN the west. No one in the west randomly uses that SLUR because its japanese. English speakers still don't jot their english with random Japanese. English speaker would call me: Crazy, lunatic, unhinged, attention seeking, someone they gotta tiptoe around / walk on eggshells around, mental, a "amber heard", a danger like jodi arias. the list goes on and on... I've heard hurtful and dismissive comments about my mental health or even just heard this about others who are mentally ill, because not everyone knows my status. But my point is the "feed back" and dismissive and belittling comments are always in english. I just find when I see younger folks arguing its a slur they like or they wanna reclaim it doesn't sit right with me. We don't get called those things. We get called ENGLISH words. I've never heard it in my life until the subculture became more popular in the west in 2020/2021. And since probably 2023 I've seen it become more popular. But even still I don't *hear* the word enter normal peoples vocab. I also don't really like calling it a lifestyle, because mental health isn't a lifestyle. It's a condition. I don't want to glamorize mental health, it should be seen just like any other health condition. Just like allergies, or physical illness something else. The difference between education and awareness and glamorizing is awareness gives you better understanding of the disorder. Glamourising makes people wish they were disordered or don't want to seek treatment because thats their "thing". We all struggle and have bad days, some stuff will set us off, sometimes stuff is difficult. But thats not "jirai" to struggle. I like the term "dark girly" as someone who's got bpd and psychosis because it also removes my mental health from the fashion. Dark girly addresses the aesthetic, motifits and beautiful (dark and rich) colors I see. Jirai can't be divorced from its original context, or the sex trafficking or other aspects of its shady history and inevitable trauma it's created. I also don't like negative stereotypes being connected with mental health. I can recognise for japanese young women / women this slur has preduices and that culture is not as open with mental health. It's more judgemental, views it as a private affirm. (and yes, as a western I can see the relatable because I had parents who were in this same conservative mindset of we don't share bad things. Don't talk about your suffering, don't talk to a therapist. Stop! But, I'm an adult now & as a western I have more access to getting help, but also being able to openly speak about my issues and find spaces were I can do so without stigma or judgement. I'm not aware if japan has this so much. Culturally speaking I'm an outsider, so my awareness is ignorant.) For reclaiming the slur too, I find it really strange because the west has a lot of different cultures in it, and i'm sure all of them have their own slurs for mentally unwell people and society beliefs with mental health and how its shameful & yet I don't see westerns grabbing those slurs and being like 'you know what! I'm this too, I'm reclaiming all of this." I just feel like Jirai is being claimed by misguided youngsters. But I really wish the back and forth could stop and I realize I'm fueling the debate to. So I'm sorry.
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Fears of a Wishmaster
Just wanted to take a moment to examine everything from Prismo's perspective. This has clearly been a lot for him too, so he should have a moment to reflect.
Enjoy y'all! I think next chapter will either be Luna meeting the Organizer (and Orbo, unfortunately), or Scarab not understanding how babies work and being upset about it.
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There were a couple of benefits of being an incorporeal dream. Prismo didn't need to bother himself with the upkeep of mortality. He didn't need to drink or eat, although he could indulge if he wanted. He wasn't bound by what was "physically" possible, meaning he wasn't bound by dimension or size or gravity.
He also didn't need to sleep.
How ironic would it be for a dream to sleep?
Most of the time, Prismo didn't care for sleep. He couldn't really justify it, not when a wish maker could come in at any moment and interrupt it.
But... well, there were sometimes, especially in the midst of his grief fueled depression, that sleep seemed like the perfect gift of the universe.
Prismo wasn't sure where his feelings on the topic landed tonight. He was exhausted. Emotionally and mentally exhausted.
But he couldn't sleep.
Not as he curled around his little family. Him staying awake was the only thing that convinced his self-destructive partner, the one still bound by mortal needs, to finally sleep. And Glob knows when the last time Scarab slept was.
Scarab was at least soundly sleep, pressing his body against Prismo like a warming rock.
A soft coo drew his attention to the little bundle in his arms. He gave a wobbly smile as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to the little face that was also sound asleep. Asleep, but with their tiny secondary hands firmly wrapped around Scarab's finger.
Tonight had been rough. But Luna made it worth it.
But oh, dear Glob, had tonight been rough.
Actually, this entire process had been rough.
It just started as Scarab feeling under the weather. It was strange, he admitted that, but that was understandable. Sure, it was an odd illness that made the beetle much more hostile than he had been in decades, made him very clingy to Prismo, and made him go strangely limp whenever the Wishmaster touched his belly. But, he had decided Scarab was just a clingy, grumpy patient. He understood that. He knew what to do, what to think, when something felt under the weather.
Prismo didn't know what to think when Life first told them what was going on. That there was an egg in Scarab's core, that Prismo was a dad, that he had no idea what to do or expect.
It frightened him, above all.
Children were not something Prismo considered in the cards for himself. His only exposure to the tiny things were in dire circumstances of kids inheriting adult responsibilities, or watching from afar on the TV Wall.
He'd have loved to know kids personally. He almost hoped Jake would bring his pups over when he told him. But turns out pups grow up a bit too fast.
Well... guess you get what you ask for.
He hadn't realized he froze until Scarab began to sob, Life trying and failing to reassure him. He heard his lovely partner call himself defective, a bad carrier for only having one egg, like he had already failed, and that just wouldn't do.
The beetle was terrified, that much was obvious. He hadn't seen Scarab break down like this in a long, long time.
So, Prismo did what he did back then. Put on the brave face.
He tried so hard to not spiral. His mind was going a million miles a second, trying to piece together something cohesive.
What did this mean, for the both of them?
What would the pantheon do, considering the last divine child nearly destroyed the death worlds and end the cycle of life?
What was he supposed to do to keep this little egg safe? What did babies need? Was this kid going to be human? Bug? A dream? Some weird mix of it all?
He wasn't prepared for this. He wasn't ready, not for any of this.
He needed to think, he desperately wanted to just stop and process and compartmentalize any of this news.
Scarab had at least stopped sobbing, now quietly curled up against the Wishmaster's chest. Prismo placed a delicate hand on the Auditor's belly, petting it softly. There was an egg in there, somewhere. His baby. Their baby.
Prismo made sure to remind himself of that whenever Scarab vanished for hours into the basement. He had been doing that a lot more recently, ever since they found out. He was mumbling something about finding the "perfect spot," whatever that meant.
The Wishmaster had the good sense to research and ply Life with tea and questions whenever she had a moment to visit. Although, how much of it was helpful to their specific situation was questionable at best. He wasn't sure how much warming rocks or shedding spot were important to their circumstances, but Life seemed insistent on them.
All it really did was leave him more confused than when he started, especially when Scarab seemed to have found his spot. He started digging a massive hole into the Time Room wall, surrounded by what seemed to be the aborted start of many such similar holes.
"A brood burrow" Scarab had called it.
Prismo wasn't stupid, but maybe he should've asked a few more questions before the egg finally arrived. Before it was sealed in said hole.
The Wishmaster panicked. This wasn't right, this couldn't be right. Babies needed to be held, needed to be touched, they needed to be kept safe, why was Scarab sealing them in a dark hole?
And that's when he was woefully reminded of the fundamental biological differences between the two of them.
"I wouldn't be doing this if there wasn't a good reason, dear. Grubs are... sensitive, Prismo."
Scarab sat himself down in front of the now weakened by reassembled piece of the wall, sword in hand.
"B-B-But... But, that's a baby, Scarab! You put our baby in a dark hole!"
"With enough food and water to get them through this first stage."
"Babies can't eat solid food!"
"Grubs can, Prismo. My dear, I need you to listen to me."
Prismo was fretting. He wanted to dig the egg out, demand Scarab find another way. But the beetle's look was serious. So he listened.
"I know this might not... make sense to you. But grubs have very different needs than mammalian young. This was how I was handled during grub hood, this is how everyone on my planet made it through grub hood."
"B-But... But why? Why would you just... Just trust a hole to be enough?! Babies are fragile!"
"Yes, they are. But a grub is fragile in ways a baby is not. Grubs are sturdy, at least with structure. They hatch able to chew, crawl, and support their own bodies."
"Then why put them in a hole? I thought your species loved touch!"
"We do. But grubs are different, Prismo. Grubs have very fragile senses. Strong bodies, but a weak constitution. Almost any strong sensation can cause them to stress, which makes their little organs fail."
Scarab chittered nervously as he took Prismo's hand.
"I want nothing more than to hold them right now. I'm terrified they won't make it out of that hole, Prismo. I'm right with you in wanting to hold them and keep them safe more... directly. But that's the safest place for them right now. Too much light, too much noise, too much touch, all of it could hurt them. Disturbing them right now, even with the best intentions, could kill them."
Prismo let the words sink in. He swallowed thickly, looking between the wall and Scarab.
"...There's a reason we usually carry a clutch. Grubs... it's a roll of the dice if they emerge."
And so, Prismo was left to stew.
Maybe Scarab meant to reassure him about the necessity of the hole. But, all it did was make his mind spiral with worst case scenarios. If... If it takes that little to make a grub... fail to emerge, then, what are their chances?
Scarab didn't even seem reassured by his own speech. Every time Prismo came to the basement, there was Scarab. Standing guard, in the same spot. Glob, he looked so tired.
Prismo couldn't take care of their little one, not yet at least. But... well, he could at least take care of Scarab.
It became a way to cope: finding a way to get Scarab to sleep. It got harder every time, the beetle getting more and more anxious every time he realized he let himself rest.
But he still had mortal upkeep. He needed to sleep. And Prismo was more than happy to take the torch to let his partner perform that upkeep.
It gave him more time to think.
He leaned his head against the wall, trying to listen for any sign of life in there. Maybe he heard a small scuttling, or maybe some rustling, but nothing concrete. Nothing reassuring.
Glob, what he wouldn't do for some reassurance. To be allowed a peek inside, just to see if they're okay.
But Scarab would never forgive him if he did. He knew, deep in his core, that Scarab would never forgive him if he ever found out.
So, he waited.
Day after anxious day, he waited for something to change. Something to happen.
And boy something did.
When he heard Scarab chirping, much more tense and frantic than he's used to, he knew something was wrong. Deeply wrong.
That moment was a whirlwind of emotions. His baby is emerging! But it's apparently too early and probably won't make it...
But then Prismo listen.
The chirps he was hearing, the ones responding to Scarab's trills and words, they didn't sound like that of something dying. They were frightened, definitely needed reassurance, but they weren't dying. They were loud, steady, confident even.
But there was no way of knowing. Not without waiting.
He had seen a little hand burst through the wall, with little yellow claws. He heard the chittering and squealing of such a tiny body. He watched in awe as this tiny thing dug itself out, and caught them before they tumbled to the floor.
Oh, they were gorgeous. So little, fluffy, alive. They were alive, firmly. Prismo wanted to weep, but he needed to get his two favorite bugs to settle down first.
He quickly wrapped them up in a blanket, chuckling a little at how quickly they fell asleep. He couldn't imagine how exhausting the journey they just had must've been. He looked idly in the whole as he soothed them, seeing the broken open pupa shell at the back of the hole. Such a little fighter already...
Prismo heard a terrible warble from Scarab, who had squeezed his eyes shut and was on the verge of tears.
Had he not seen...?
Oh no, he must think...
"Scarab...?"
The beetle shook his hear, a tear slipping past his shut lids. Oh, his poor Lovebug...
"Scarab? Open your eyes." Please, please come see this beautiful little treasure.
"...Is it over...?"
Prismo's heart broke. The resignation in his voice was too much... He was prepared to accept the end...
"N-No, Lovebug. Look."
And oh, did Scarab look.
Prismo could see the thoughts wandering across his face, from despair to confusion to overwhelming joy and relief. He was quick to examine the little thing, chirping softly, taking one of their tiny hands into his own.
And then he collapsed, sobbing in relief as he slid down against the wall. Oh, his sweet Lovebug... Prismo was at his side in an instant, pressing sweet kisses all along his neck and cheek.
Scarab held their little one with such tenderness, he wouldn't have guessed it wasn't natural. The two bugs chirped and trilled at each other, Scarab nuzzling close and brushing his antennas against theirs.
That brought them to where they were now. In the ambient glow of the Dream Lilies, under the cool shade of the strange clouds, the all rested in the Time Room. Prismo silently closed the main entrances. No wishmakers. Not today.
No, today, he would curl around his beautiful little family. He had finally gotten Scarab to sleep, now that their Luna was among them. He wrapped all of them into a blanket nest, perfect for his partner to burrow into, which he happily did.
A tiny chirp interrupted Prismo's reflection, turning his attention to the little face smiling up at him. Seems they couldn't quite decide if they were awake or asleep yet.
Prismo could relate.
"Hey, sweet star" he cooed, leaning down to give them a peck on the forehead. Luna chirped happily in response, tickling Prismo's nose slightly as they brushed their antenna against his face. "It's nice to finally get to see you. You were in a whole for a few months. Isn't that crazy?"
They blinked owlishly at him, reaching up to pat his chin and giggle.
"Yeah, that is pretty crazy. But look at you, you busted yourself out of baby jail. Never seen a baby who could do that. Must be some kind of super baby."
Luna tilted their head at him, apparently listening. He wondered how much they actually understood.
"You gave your dads quite the scare, you know. You weren't supposed to come out for a while. Why'd you do that, hmm? You can't even walk yet and you're already making trouble."
They gave a tiny trill in defense.
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
He chuckled at their one-sided conversation, giving their cheek a little nuzzle with his nose.
"You know... I'm... I'm scared, man. I've been trying to not show it, 'cause Scarab was about to pull his own shell off from stress but... man, you've scared me every step of the way. I'm not even sure I'm not still scared, even with you right here. I'm not sure what I'm doing. Scarab isn't either. But... well, we're trying. Whatever might happen, you're worth it. Remember that Papa and Dad love you, so much."
Luna was looking at him with wide, curious eyes. Prismo thought he could see all the thoughts circling around in their mind, so many thoughts for such a young thing. He hoped they understood.
He placed one more kiss on their forehead. Hopefully that would be enough.
"You should sleep, sweet star. You've had a long day. I'll be right here. Your Dad's right there next to you, you're holding his hand. Sleep."
At least they didn't pick up on Scarab's self-destructive stubbornness, and softly nestled back into Prismo's chest. The Wishmaster sighed, letting the warmth of everything wash over him.
He was scared. He knew he probably would be for a while.
But, for now, he could rest. He might not need sleep, but he will rest.
He could rest, now that his baby was safe in his arms.
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aita for ignoring someone who might just want to be my friend ?
i (F17) was recently in a college theater production with a guy we'll call S (M20-ish im pretty sure). me and S were partnered as characters who worked together on every scene so we were always in proximity to eachother every weekday for 2 months during rehearsals.
to give some background: S is autistic. someone who knows little about autism would be able to easily pick up on it. i am also autistic but not as "visibly" for lack of a better word and i have a lot of knowledge regarding autism. during rehearsals i noticed that S didn't really slip into conversations with the rest of the actors (nor did the other actors particularly give him the time of day) and sometimes he would sit all alone during breaks instead of with the rest of us. i felt sympathetic towards him as a fellow autistic person who has similar struggles and i wanted to try being inclusive to him. i gave it my best shot and paid attention to him, sat with him, and conversed with him when i felt able to despite my social anxiety. eventually we friended eachother on discord and by the end of the show i thought that was that.
however S became pretty lonely after the show ended and would hit up the actors' group chat a lot asking to hang out and no one including myself would bite. he also messages me on discord and asks me if im planning to go to certain local events or just try to chat with me and i have been either dejected and uninterested or i just completely ignore his messages.
im not sure why im so opposed to even just being polite to him and making small talk. i have been expirencing intense mental health issues lately and i may just be too exhausted to put energy into a new friendship. i also feel like i may not trust him, as his messages asking me if ill show up to certain events and also asking me what college classes im taking next semester (and then saying that he'll try to register for one of the exact classes im in) are a bit uncomfortable. although i have a history of being paranoid that any man i know is going to try to hurt me when im around them plus i suspect he genuinely doesnt understand how he comes across and just wants to hang out with me.
i don't want to lose solidarity with a fellow autistic person because i know painfully well what its like to try to reach out to people you thought you clicked with only to have them seem completely uninterested later. however ive described that i have social anxiety and socializing/maintaining friendships has always been something i struggle with. with the addition of my mental health issues becoming worse and worse, i cant find the energy in me to put in the effort. either way, i dont want to use any of this as an excuse to be rude to S when he seems to want to be my friend.
so, am i the asshole for ignoring him? should i put in more effort to be his friend and meet up with him?
What are these acronyms?
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Hi! Can I req yandere salad fingers x reader headcanons? Mr fingers is so lonley theres no way he wouldn't go crazy over y/n,,
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~He's definitely not, like, violent at all.
~Probably super delusional. Thinks you're his wife/husband.
~That role can change every now and then, though, he can think you're his partner, or he'll forget and think you're just his pretty friend.
~Really it all depends on the day.
~Gives you a funny nickname based on your real name. As soon as he names you, he's attached.
~"Yes, I...I think I'll call you... (insert weird nickname for your real name)."
~He seems to get horrible flashbacks of...well. You don't know what, exactly. But you're unfortunately far too empathetic- and that's your horrible downfall.
~As soon as you're attempting to help him in any way shape or form, he decides he's elected you as his new play mate.
~But, at first, he kind of flips out. He speaks to objects, and anything that is alive, doesn't speak back to him in English.
~Hearing you speak back to him sort of set him off for a bit. You should've ran as soon as he had his little meltdown over the fact you can speak.
~But you didnt. You were too sweet. You stayed to make sure he would be alright.
~And now he has somebody who actually speaks back to him. He grows fond of having somebody who speaks back to him.
~He often wants to introduce you to his...."friends". Expects you to interact with them, because they are...alive.
~Or are they? They can't be. They're just items.
~The longer you're around him, in this wasteland, the more you follow right along in his insanity.
~He's really not that dangerous, honestly- physically, at least. He won't hurt you. But everything that happens will get right into your mind. You might because just as mentally ill as he is.
~He collects your hair.
~He likes to caress your skin.
~Claims that it's like a lovely massage for his fingers.
~"You just hold...such a wel-welcoming...texture...You're very...smooth...."
~He touches you so much it gets uncomfortable.
~He also says various things that come off as perverted or freakish to you. Doesn't really mean to sound perverted on purpose, it's more of a compliment. He's being open with you...
~You may find him in his "safety cupboard" every now and then. Crying. He can't get out of his own mind. In the back of his mind, he is aware they something is horribly wrong with him.
~Hearing your little knock on the cupboard door to make sure he is okay is the most wonderful sound he could hear. You've come to check on him! For a playdate! Ahh, he's missed you!
~...He missed you even though you've been there the whole time. Sometimes he thinks you're somebody or something else, or that you're not there at all.
~Calls you his angel.
~"My...My very own, pretty angel, has come for me."
~Mr. Fingers can tell when you're being mentally drained from it all. He just thinks you need to rest, that you need to have some tea and soup.
~Maybe he thinks you're sick.
~And in a way, he's doing it on purpose.
~Being so lonely just for you to give him attention, trying to get you to like him and feel bad for him. He doesn't really realize he's doing anything on purpose, he thinks everything is okay, and he washes all those bad thoughts away when he thinks of them....you should do the same.
~He wants you down to his level.
~You take care of him, let him take care of you.
~But he can't take care of you unless you need to be taken care of.
~He doesn't even need to do anything special. Just to be himself and getting into the situations- even if they aren't real situations, even if they're just all in his head- is enough for you to start a downward spiral.
~Once you're trapped in this hell hole of a world, you can't escape.
~You don't even remember how you got here.
~You hardly remember anything before him. Just simple flashbacks and foggy memories every now and then.
~Dislikes how he can't control you like he controls all his little friends. They're objects. He can make them do things that add onto whatever story he's creating in his head.
~And you? Oh, you have a mind of your own.
~This can lead to some arguing in the future.
~You're always the one to apologize to him. It's the same thing that always happens: You two bicker, he gets upset and mad for a while, then he gets sad and walks away to cry and be alone, you come and apologize, he forgives you, and it repeats again.
~Really, you're the only thing keeping him even SLIGHTLY sane (which isn't much because he's too far gone, unfortunately). He wants to hold onto that, even if it means pulling you into his dark hole of madness.
~You're just another of his favorite playthings. You're his favorite toy. His favorite thing to touch and stroke, his favorite thing to look at, his favorite thing to speak to, ect.
~You're trapped, and he hardly even had to do anything to get you to be trapped with him...
~He's delusional. He's manipulative without even realizing it, and he guilt trips without even thinking about it.
~You should've never even spoken to him.
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I saw someone asking why I labeled something as Peko/Buki even tho I'm a Kuzu/Peko shipper. Other then the fact multishippers exist, I didn't consider that as a Kuzu/Peko comic. Ibuki expressed more interest in Peko than Fuyuhiko.
Call me asexual but I don't think just because Fuyuhiko was close to Peko's hip, it should be considered explicit shipping.
So just to be clear on my stance, I am okay with you ppl labeling my art as any ship but there are some boundaries.
Don't label it with problematic ships like incest or age gap.
If the art is clearly about one couple, don't make it about another. But if it's just a group of ppl chilling then you can find whatever couple you like.
I personally hate Mahi/Peko but I know I'm gonna draw things exploring Mahiru's crush on Peko so that's on me if ppl interpret it that way. Just don't be weird, because I have no quams with never drawing Peko and Mahiru within 5 feet of each other. I've drawn Case 2 ten times and I've only drawn Mahiru once.
I made a list of Peko's relationship with others if you wanna know my stance on her ships.
Hajime -I will never let people forget Hajime has a canon crush on Peko. Besides that, Hajime is Peko's first true friend. Outside of Fuyuhiko, Hajime is the only person Peko feels comfortable confiding in her secrets. He doesn't judge and is very kind. Meanwhile Hajime goes to Peko when he needs a cool headed and rational opinion.
Chiaki - Queerplatonic, they snuggle a lot. Chiaki is chill and her games makes it easier for Peko who has no experience talking to people have things to relate to. Peko understands when Chiaki is emotionless for the most part and then burst into excitement when it's something she's passionate about. They developed their own little language in those situations.
Nagito - Nagito likes to take advantage of Peko’s kindness and clings to her. Peko doesn’t mind hanging out with Nagito but stares dagger into him when he’s being too forward with others (he doesn’t read social cues so he’s not gonna catch it). Nagito thinks of himself as a diet Fuyuhiko. As long as Peko provides support, he'll look out for her.
Teruteru - He's super turned on by Peko but gets flustered when she genuinely cares about him (turns out he does not have a mommy kink). Peko enjoys Teruteru teaching her about cooking so the two eventually bond over that.
Imposter - Peko’s best friend on the island. They both relate to not knowing who they’re supposed to be. At the same time, they don’t see each other as just victims. They’re both people trying to grow and become better. When these two are together some say they're TOO COOL (actually Ibuki is the only one that said this)
Mahiru - Mahiru has a giant crush on Peko. At first she believe she knows what’s best for her and tries to takes her away from Fuyuhiko. Once she accepts Peko doesn’t want her help, she tries to be happy for Peko and Fuyuhiko.
Hiyoko: Is jealous of Peko so she lashes out at her a lot. Originally it was for looking mature/sexy and gardening Mahiru’s attraction. But after she learned of Peko’s past, she’s jealous that she didn’t have her own bodyguard to protect her from the multiple assassination attacks she went through.
Ibuki: Queerplatonic, they kiss A LOT. Ibuki loves seeing Peko awkwardly cheer for her at concerts (imagine Pearl from Steven Universe type of awkward) Peko made Ibuki realize that quiet is okay. Because only when it’s quiet, she can hear Peko’s heart beat speed up. I think they would be a cute fling but these two come from two different worlds. Ibuki is a party rocking planet and Peko is a silent moon. Maybe if the stars aligned they could've made it work. But that doesn't mean you can't appreciate eclipses.
Mikan: Mikan’s ability to read micro facial expressions helps her interpret a lot of Peko’s hidden emotions. Peko likes Mikan but Mikan mistaken Peko’s quietness with secret resentment (she can read that Peko isn’t mad but sometimes mental illness makes you ignore facts). Mikan is had to get close to and Peko doesn't have the social understanding to truly know her.
Gundham: He has adopted her as his own. He feels the need to protect this person on par with his traumatic backstory. She must realize this too, that’s why she keeps flocking to him and his four dark devas. Meanwhile Peko only understands 50% of what he’s saying but she’s trying. Sonia (and Gonta in non despair AU) has to interpret sometimes. Giant Big Brother and Little Sister energy.
Sonia: Sonia is the extrovert who adopts an introvert. Sonia wants to hang out with all her classmates and one of the few who doesn't see Peko cool demeanor as disinterest. Sonia is the only one who can relate to Peko's isolation and only she knows the kind of loneliness that can come with being around others. Peko doesn't realize this on her part and it hurts Sonia. But Sonia doesn't stop trying.
Kazuichi: Scared and aroused by Peko. I head anon one time his trash picking robot accidentally took Peko’s sword and it exploded. Kazuichi was so scared to admit it to Peko but once he did - Peko was more concerned about him than her sword. He’s convinced she’s in love with him and begs Fuyuhiko to ask her out for him. Peko bluntly declines.
Nekomaru - Nekomaru passionately talks with Peko about a lot of things. At first it was Kendo, then it was training, proper diet, and it spiraled into Nekomaru talking excitably about his day. Peko is a good listener but even she can go deaf from all the yelling. Ibuki bails her out sometimes. I think Nekomaru and Sonia are the only people who know how to push Peko out of her comfort zone without overstepping. Ibuki can be too excited in getting Peko to do new things. Hajime and Chiaki doesn't see a problem with Peko doing her own thing.
Akane - The girls bond over being asexual together. No talk about love or mushy stuff. They talk with battle! At least according to Akane. Peko is hesitant to train with Akane because she believes only someone strong like Sakura could handle her blade. Akane takes that as an open challenge and tries to blindside Peko until she takes her seriously. Akane does have to learn boundaries at one point. Maybe the person who grew up in constant danger doesn't want to keep looking over her shoulders in case her classmates attack her.
Fuyuhiko - Ultimately, though everything, this blog will always be a Kuzu/Peko blog. Growing up, Fuyuhiko developed a crush on Peko but never acted on it. Only after a chance conversation with Sakura about what being in love is like, Peko realized in middle school she is in love with Fuyuhiko. By that point their relationship is strained. Fuyuhiko is constantly telling Peko he doesn't need a tool and pretend they don't know each other. Peko doesn't want to be forgotten by Fuyuhiko, this person she spent everyday with. She planned on asking him out, as equals, but then Twilight Syndrome Murder happened. There was no time for love when there was so much hate in his heart. Eventually after everything, the two realizes they need each other. Fuyuhiko only pushed Peko away because he thought she couldn't grow as a person if she was constantly worried about him. Peko realizes she can still care and protect Fuyuhiko as a fellow warrior by his side. These two understand each other so well that they don't need to talk. But this also leads to terrible miscommunications.
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