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dimonds456-art · 15 days
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Maladaptive daydreaming.
#daydreaming#maladaptive daydreaming#maladapting daydreaming disorder#maladaptive behaviors#maladaptive coping#dissociation#immersive daydreaming#dimond speaks#yeah so adding this to my list here lol#my therapist helped me realize i dissociate a LOT and the primary way i do it is through vivid daydreams#they usually happen at work but they also pop up if i'm having a bad day or... anytime really.#i've also come to the realization that i have at least one of these a day which is not good fgsjh#my therapist says they're not inherently bad especially since they do have a positive effect on my emotions (if its a good daydream)#but it's gotten to the point that it's affecting the way i work#and they can last for a LONG time too#i haven't timed them but i do know they've been over 30 minutes at work before#this is either due to ADHD autism PTSD or a mixture of the three lmao#weeeee#anyway. this post isn't really intended to be a vent post#it's more like a 'this is my experience' type post#it just kinda comes across as somewhat vent-y#but that was because i wanted to try and immerse the reader into what its like to have these daydreams#like mine look NOTHING like this but making it more generic would help others understand it#the void is the general dissociation from reality#then you emerge in the dream#i can feel things as if i'm there- the sun the wind and sometimes even physical touch#and i'll stay there until something snaps me out#strangely i can get my work done while i'm doing this- i just wont have any memory of doing so. it's like being on autopilot#anyway. I hope this post was helpful to someone out there#if you also maladaptive daydream YOU ARE NOT ALONE! it's valid and you're not 'faking' anything. it's a genuine trauma response.
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souredfigs · 6 months
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Me,a starstruck 15 year old reading the Odyssey for the first time : *sighs* wish I was born in 12th century BCE so I could see Troy and-
The fucking Sea people: BRING US THE GODDAMN WARSHIPS
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neithercrazynorfree · 11 months
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Makasoul is like ideal straight shipping material and like #lowkey subversive like the way soul takes a backseat and maka’s the one leading their operation and has all of these traditionally masculine qualities like she is much more hotheaded and aggressive. They both cook dinner and soul wears a little apron. Maka has this whole hangup about not being able to protect soul. It’s so refreshing. And all that aside they just purely care for and love one another…. ❤️
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topnotchquark · 4 months
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Vale Live tweeting his date with Marc to the Valencia test
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justaz · 2 months
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okay but have we considered morgana x freya?? two women who believed themselves to be monsters, hunted by the same man and his loyal followers, cursed, doomed to death the moment someone finds them out, alone. they wish for freedom, somewhere where they can be themselves, where they dont have to hide, where they can embrace their power and who they are without fear or without harming anyone.
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birchbow · 6 months
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Might’ve missed this in my first read through, but I remembered gamzee’s narration mentioning that goatdad died some time before gamzee was conscripted, but do we know what happened to crabdad? Sorry if you’ve answered this question before!
I've been working on the assumption that if your lusus is still around by conscription time, you're expected to leave them on-planet unless they're like, very small and docile OR useful as some kind of war-mount/weapon. Tavros could get away with bringing a tiny little fairybull with him if he wanted, and I could imagine Nepeta and Equius even managing to bring Pounce and Arthour with them, but cramped quarters and dangerous, austere lifestyles would make it pretty hard to keep your lusus with you and alive.
Essentially I don't know if Crabdad is dead, but even if he's not he's presumably running wild and/or creeping back to the caverns to see if he can find another little mutant grub to take care of.
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chompe-diem · 2 months
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already living in the au where riz is senior class president bc i know it's never becoming canon
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doyouknowhowtowaltz · 28 days
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What exactly did Bill put in a Midsummer Night's Dream? I swear I've read that play like five times and I can never remember any of the specifics.
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flo-n-flon · 2 years
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Small Siuan and Moiraine in progress because I feel absolutely normal about them
[alt: close-up sketch of Siuan Sanche and Moiraine Damodred in the likeness of Sophie Okonedo and Rosamund Pike. Peaceful, they are lying together, eyes closed and forehead touching. Siuan is resting on her side, curled up against Moiraine, while Moiraine sleeps on her back. Siuan's hair is wrapped in a scarf, Moiraine's is fanning around her head.]
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ghostzzy · 5 months
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having anxiety dreams the night before i see extended family is like, fairly normal for me, but getting secret top surgery has unlocked a new genre of extended family anxiety dreams that i guess i will call Shirtless Emergency Dreams.
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rugretti · 4 days
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Nightmare
Nightmare Characters: Levi x Hange  Word Count: 749 words Canon universe
Because I haven't posted any writing on here in a while. This is for @this-is-krikkit and anyone else having a shitty day - have a free Levihan cuddle.
Inspired by the Smartpass story.
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The titan lifted its monstrous head, gazing down with eyes like giant, polished orbs. Its stare was devoid of comprehension; empathy; reason. Humanity. It was simply registering the details before it; the small figure standing with their arm outstretched. Any second now, it would lunge. 
Strangely, Hange was unafraid. Their arm was held steady; palm empty. Even as the titan swung its jaw open wide, inviting Hange to a view of its enormous teeth, they remained unshaken in their resolve. It was just as unsurprising when a human voice emerged from the giant’s mouth.
"They don't taste good…"
“Mmm?” Hange returned politely, cocking their head to the side. They clasped both hands behind their back. “What doesn’t? Tell me.”
Suddenly the titan uttered an ear-splitting howl. It gripped the sides of its head, thrusting fingers as thick as tree stumps beneath its eyelids. It prised the thin flesh away as though attempting to tear its skin from its face. 
“Please… help me, Hange!”
Hange jolted awake. It took a moment for their eyes to adjust to the gloom. There was their disordered pile of books upon the bedside table; only the names on the spines were too blurred to read, should Hange have needed to do so. The bedsheet had become tangled around one of their legs, leaving the other cold and exposed. The corner of yet another book was digging into their shin. There came a movement beneath them; an arm shifting then withdrawing from their side.
“You okay?” Levi’s voice; still thick with sleep. They felt him turn onto his back. Hange reached towards the bedside table and knocked their glasses to the floor with a clatter.
“Fuck.” Their arm was trembling now, unlike in their dream. “That- that fucked me up…”
A pale shaft of moonlight fell across them. Hange turned to see Levi drawing back the heavy drape which clung to the window. 
“Thanks.” Hange retrieved their fallen glasses and pushed them up the bridge of their nose. They sat upright; knuckles blanched as they clutched the mattress, feet digging into the floorboards beneath. There came a creak of wooden slats as Levi knelt on the bed behind them.
“What happened in this one?”
Recurring nightmares were, unfortunately, one of an endless list of occupational hazards faced by those in the Scout Regiment. It was often the result of witnessing too many abnormal things. In fact, most considered it abnormal not to be affected in such a way.
“There was a titan. It was trying to talk to me… It… it said…” Hange gripped their head, much like the titan had done in their nightmare. “It told me that they didn’t taste good.” Their hands balled into fists, pressing their eyes with the effort of remembering. As much as they tried to cling to the memory, the details of the dream poured through their fingers like sand.
“It asked me to help them.” Hange’s throat was tight. “Wh-what do you think that means?”
Levi folded an arm around them and they sank against him, their back pressed to his chest. Levi’s chin rested on their shoulder.
“Levi… what if they don’t want to do it?”
“Huh?”
“...what if they don’t want to eat people?”
Both stared at the door, under which a narrow strip of light filtered. The absurdity of Hange’s statement, and the silence which followed it, settled over the room.
“I don’t know…” Levi spoke quietly. “That’s a question only you can answer.”
It was as though the burden of that unanswered proposal settled upon them in tangible form. Hange’s shoulders sank, their body curving against his.
“Tomorrow, I’ll…”
“You need to get some rest.” Levi’s tone was firm but without his usual acerbity. He held them to him tightly. 
“I’ve got you.”
Hange’s eyes closed. Gently, he brought them down with him so that Hange’s back remained against his front. He stroked their scattered hair away from the pillow and tenderly kissed the back of their neck. Hange made a small sound and shifted beside him. Levi reached across them, gently lifting their glasses from their face. He hesitated; the table was just out of reach. He lowered his arm, wrapping it around Hange’s waist; their glasses clutched in his hand. Levi buried his face in their warm skin, feeling their breaths come slower as exhaustion overcame them.
But even though he closed his eyes and allowed his own breathing to fall in rhythm with theirs, Levi knew he would not sleep.
Part 2: Dream
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ug1yg1rl · 1 year
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im literally just a girl.
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fagsex · 7 days
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there are few things that feel more shameful than like having to talk yourself down from a series of exposing and blatant bad dreams. like when you know Exactly whats happening in there and you gotta like talk to your SELF like a spooked horse like woahhh there buddy (clicks tongue) cmon now lets settle down therrrrre we go nice and easy. like jesus christ im a grown man sitting up in bed like 😟
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mastcrmarksman · 2 months
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 “They’re ’s a 10, but.. He stole the last bite of my waffles this morning.” Is there a smile desperately trying to break through his little pout? Maybe.
Send “They’re ’s a 10, but..” and fill in the rest to call out my muse!
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❝ The last bite was delicious ⸻ you snooze you lose, babe! ❞
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supes9 · 10 months
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Do you dream about me?
🚨 SUMMER OF 51’s 🚨             ⮑ Day 7:  In Your Dreams
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