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aangsfrogs · 1 year
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I drew 6 mental illness creatures!
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1. TBH - autistic creature
2. BTW - ADHD creature
3. FYI - OCD creature
4. IDK - anxiety creature
5. BRB - BPD creature
6. IRL - psychosis/schizophrenic creature
All based off on designs from the tags of said creatures!
Myself or loved ones in my life are these creatures and I just love them and love this representation of those things
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thenullepisode · 5 months
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Sup y'all‼🕊🐚⛓💉
I've made my own new SCHIZOSPEC (↭)💥 super wicked epic cool flag‼‼‼(made by an schizotic bipolar [psychotic schizospec/schizoaffective])
Each color has their own meaning, and even IRL is there❗💪⛓🧪
Is for every schizospec ever, and schizospec only🤘 FEEL FREE to use as pfp and credit me ^___^ my schizopals🤝🥼🗯
I've heard this symbol "↭" was made for schizospecs in general but others say is just for schizophrenia, correct me if I'm wrong please 🤸‍♂️🤼‍♂️🤼‍♂️🧞‍♂️🦸🏼‍♂️🦸🏼‍♂️🦸🏼‍♂️🥗🃏🎭🏴‍☠️
Credit to @actuallyschizophrenic for creating "↭" 🙏🙏🙏.
#schizospecflag #irlcreature hashtags would help a lot to make this more popular, I'd appreciate a real lot🤸‍♂️🤸‍♂️🧪🧪🧪 reblogs be sick as hell too🤘🤘🤘
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astrophysicows · 1 year
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I did this thing a while ago. they are the creatures TBH (autism spectrum), BRB (dissociative disorder) and IRL (schizo spectrum) respectively. I find creatures very comforting, so I usually draw them in everyday life. This drawing lacks background
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IRL creature was made by @thenullepisode :3
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mixotrophics · 1 year
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a triptych on psychosis I made (in 2023),
“Earth tether” 1 & 2, and “My body from the next world over”
@ osedaxd on instagram! Support queer & mad artists ❤️❤️❤️
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kwiyuyu · 5 months
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MADE MY OWN CREATURE, SCHIZOPHRENIC CREATURE, BUT DIGITAL ART‼️‼️‼️
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seaweedstarshine · 3 months
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[QUESTION: I'm wondering, when watching Doctor Who, could the Doctor could be diagnosed with ADHD?]
MATT SMITH: Probably, yeah. I mean, I probably can. Yeah, I mean I think the Doctor could be diagnosed with a lot of things. He’s a pretty strange, mad creature. He’s got a lot of alien afflictions, I’m sure. But yeah, why not! Why not.
Q&A Matt Smith Heroes Comic Con Brussels 2022
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arthooooor · 5 months
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I post from here
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speakingofpsychosis · 7 months
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Chat with my OC squiggly wiggly!
He’s a cryptid! He is kinda weird!
Ask him questions here!
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naggingatlas · 9 months
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intensely thinking about my comics characters rn this shit is soooooo good mama
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baphy1428 · 2 years
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💛SchizoPlaysHorror on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCCqtjgTAnke_GESnuAarHRg
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thenullepisode · 1 year
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The Schizospectrum creature/Schizocreature❗❗❗or simply the schizospec creature ^______^
•it's abbreviation is IRL creature🥼🥽
•It can be used by all schizospecs, schizospecs only💥🧪⚠️
•For all the schizo-spectrum {schizophrenia-spec, schizoaffective, pd schizos (szpd&stpd), schizophreniform, schizo-bpd, schizo-ocd, etc} 🧫🔋🦠👽🔫🧪
•Created by an affective schizophrenic💊🎭☢
•Based on my own experience, strange designed bc of our schizospec's eccentric personality, behavior and adventures.
•It uses any pronouns.
•They make a "HEE" sound
PLEASE USE THE HASHTAG " #irl creature " & " #schizospec creature "
Wanna make it more popular, I am thankful & grateful of any post interaction.
FEEL FREE TO USE‼‼ I thank every credit ♡
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openedmaw · 8 months
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shout out to anyone whose disability gives them species euphoria in some way. to the hypermobile eldritch creatures whose bodies contort in ways past typical human ability, to mermaids in wheelchairs, to any creature who can't speak/only communicates vocally via sounds, to the autistics with heightened senses, to the horses who use crutches, to the schizophrenic wolves who hallucinate their paws and ears, to the ones dogs allergic to chocolate, to any and all in between.
(please feel free to tell me abt how your disability gives you species euphoria in the tags/replies! i would genuinely love to hear it :°])
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hp-hcs · 22 days
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phantasm (remember?) — mattheo riddle x gn! hella manipulative! reader
phantasm noun noun: phantasm; plural noun: phantasms
LITERARY a figment of the imagination; an illusion or apparition.
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warnings: minor character death, murder, severe manipulation, gaslighting, blink-and-you-miss-it reference to self harm,❗️stand-alone/no part two❗️
is he schizophrenic, high, or haunted? you decide!
❕it’s supposed to be confusing!!! you should finish reading this and be like “what the fuck did i just read”, alr?❕
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Mattheo Riddle had always been odd. Everyone knew that.
Maybe it had something to do with his parents. One Crucio from his father too many, perhaps. 
Maybe he hit his head when he was younger. That wasn’t too much of a stretch. He’d always been quite reckless. 
But either way, no one could pinpoint what event caused Mattheo to see things that weren’t really there. 
~~~
It first came to light when Mattheo, staying the night at his cousin’s house for a sleepover at the tender age of five, stomped over to his Aunt Narcissa to tattle.
“They pushed me down th’ stairs, Aunt Cissy!” he whined, sticking out his lower lip in a pout. “See? I even skinned my knee!”
“Who did? Draco?”
“No, Y/n!”
~~~
Mattheo couldn’t remember much about the Janus Thickey ward. 
He’d spent a month there when he was six, but didn’t have a single memory of his time there. Just vague flashes that haunted his nightmares, but ones that he could never remember once he woke. 
Narcissa remembered though. And so did Draco. 
The Malfoys both remember visiting Mattheo in the hospital, Draco clutching Mattheo’s stuffed dragon under one arm and holding onto the string of a “Get Well Soon!” mylar balloon in his other hand, only for the pair to find Mattheo hiding under his bed and mumbling to himself, furiously scratching at his arms and crying. 
The Malfoys remember. 
~~~
Mattheo couldn’t remember if you had always been there, or if you just showed up one day. 
There were a lot of things Mattheo couldn’t remember. 
~~~
“Who can tell me what a boggart is?” Professor Moody asked, pacing the front of the room with his odd, uneven gait. An old antique armoire stood near the front of the room, a large area around it cleared of the usual clutter that filled every inch of the classroom. 
Surprising absolutely nobody, Granger’s hand shot up. 
Mattheo shot a look over to his cousin, rolling his eyes, while Draco smothered a laugh in response.
“A boggart is a creature that takes on the form of one’s greatest fear, sir,” Granger said in that obnoxious know-it-all tone of hers. “No one knows what their true forms are.”
“One’s greatest fear, sir,” Mattheo mocked under his breath to Draco in a purposefully bad imitation of Granger. 
“Ah, Riddle. How nice of you to volunteer. Step on up, boy.” Moody’s hand came down on Mattheo’s shoulder from behind him, gripping it firmly. “Go on. Grab your wand.”
Mattheo’s face drained of color. Surely Moody wouldn’t…?
No, it’s Mad-Eye Moody. Of course he’d do something like this. 
Mattheo stood on shaking legs, gulping as he approached the ominously placed armoire. 
Everyone watched with rapt attention. 
What was Mattheo Riddle afraid of?
The Dark Lord? Dumbledore?
Or something more benign, like spiders or small spaces?
Whatever it was, Mattheo’s fellow students were not expecting a teenager to step out of the armoire. 
Maybe fourteen at the most, unassuming, wearing…Riddle’s quidditch jersey?
They weren’t a student, that was for sure. Nobody in the room recognized them.
(Except for the one poor bastard whose boggart it was.)
Professor Moody narrowed his eyes at the boggart, his gaze quickly shifting between the harmless-looking teen and the literal son of the Dark Lord, the latter of which was frozen stiff with fear, his wand threatening to slip from his quivering fingers at any moment.
The boggart tilted its head and smiled.
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Is this how Potter feels, when Father’s inside his head?
Mattheo sat uncomfortably across from Professor Moody, the professor’s desk being the only thing separating them.
The professor said nothing, merely observing Mattheo. A bizarre enchanted cuckoo clock on the wall trumpeted like an elephant, signaling the hour, then returned to its steady tick tick tick.
“Mr. Riddle, do you ever hear…voices? Voices that maybe…encourage you to do bad things?”
Mattheo was sweating. How did he know about you? How?
“He’s just trying to get in your head, Mattheo,” you murmured, sitting next to him in the other armchair. “That’s all.”
Was it? Mattheo wondered. 
“Y’know, I’m starting to think you’re the one that’s in my head,” he said softly. “Nobody else thinks you’re real.”
Your face soured. “You think I’m not real? That I don’t exist? Huh? He’s lying to you! He’s a liar and a manipulator!”
“Just get out of my head!” Mattheo pleaded quietly. “Please!”
You fumed, jumping up to sit on the edge of Moody’s desk. You swung your legs back and forth, an angry expression marring your features. “Matty-”
“Stop calling me that!” he snapped. “Just go away! Leave me alone!”
“But you’re my best friend, Matty,” you insisted innocently. 
“We are not friends!”
You sighed dramatically as you laid down on the desk, putting the back of your hand up to your forehead—as if pretending to faint—as you did so. “Then what are we, Matty? Paramours? Estranged lovers?”
“Enemies,” he hissed, his knuckles white with how tightly he was clenching his fists. 
“Well, I have always loved the enemies to lovers trope,” you said breezily, smirking at him. “Besides, you haven’t got anyone else. Admit it. I’m all you have.”
Moody watched Mattheo have his one-sided conversation with wide eyes, unsure of what was happening. “Mr. Riddle? Are you alright? Wh-who are you talking to?”
“See?” You clicked your tongue, shaking your head slowly. “He thinks you’re crazy.”
“There are many talented healers that I could contact–”
Mattheo’s gaze kept darting between you and Moody as his breathing picked up. 
“Bet he wants to send you back to Janus Thickey,” you whispered, purposefully turning your voice soft and fearful, blinking back fake tears. “I don’t want to disappear again, Mattheo, please.”
“I–” Mattheo stammered, dread creeping up his spine at the thought of being alone again. 
“Please?” you begged. “You know what to do. It’s not like he doesn’t deserve it.”
“He– what? No!”
“But he wronged you,” you whisper softly, your tone manipulative and gentle. “He deserves to suffer.”
“Stop it!” Mattheo pleaded again, reflexively drawing his wand and pointing it at you. 
“He wronged you,” you repeated, eyes narrowing. 
“Stop!”
“He deserves to suffer.”
“Shut up!”
“He wronged you.”
“Y/n!”
“He deserves–”
“Avada Kedavra!”
You both fell silent, your argument abruptly cut off with the resounding thunk of Moody’s body hitting the floor. 
Dead. 
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“Oh my Merlin– y-you killed someone!” Mattheo panicked, dropping his wand and grabbing fistfuls of his hair. 
“Oh, no no no, Matty. I didn’t kill anyone,” you said sweetly, examining your nails apathetically. “You did.”
“I’ll tell everyone,” Mattheo threatened through his quivering lower lip. “I will. I’ll tell them it was you.”
“Who’s going to believe you?” you cooed, your voice dripping in saccharine sweetness as you leaned forward to tousle his hair. 
Mattheo flinched back. 
You laughed, patting his cheek as you hopped off the desk. “Come find me when you’re ready to help me with my next…project.”
“Y-you planned this?”
“Duh.” You rolled your eyes. “Catch up, love. You’re not stupid.”
With that, you stand up on tiptoe, plant a fat kiss on his cheek, and disappear out the door without another word. 
Mattheo swore he could see bloody footprints marking your trail down the hall. 
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dolliestfairy · 10 months
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𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑙 🧚🏻‍♀️💋
Michael myers, Jason voorhees, & Bo sinclair with chubby!fem!reader who is a fairy.
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༊ Authors Note : yes i come up with another fairy hcs 'gain.. i'm really running out of ideas right now, help me out, please!
༊ Warnings : pet names, murder/killing, michael myers tryna throw his knife at you, and maybe some misspelled words. Poc Friendly Reader.
ׅ𝅄ֹ ׅ gifs are not mine.
𐬹 ۫ ۪ ᩍ Enjoy My Fairies 🧚🏻‍♀️ ₊ ˖  ་ ݁٬ ࣪ ،
𔓘 Michael myers
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• the first he saw you, he tryna throw his knife at your direction, but you manage to avoid the attack.
• he first think of you as a pretty weird person. or.. creatures perhaps.
• but everytime he sees you or notice your appereance, he can feel his heart fluttering and he swear he really actually feel giddy about it.
• but dont spill it though, or he'll slit your throat alive /j
• but yea he loves you and your curves and those stretch marks are also a plus-plus. but since he doesnt talk, he just show it with how much he want to spend his time with you.
• if anyone dare to say such a bad things to you? then i suppose you have to prepare yourself because you're just about to witness a brutal death.
𔓘 Jason voorhees
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• first meet he think he was dreaming..
• like this is not real, you're not real.. why? because you're a fairy! a non-existent creature.. you shouldnt be exist..
• but as times goes by where he would see you literally almost everywhere in the woods, he manage to make sure of himself that you are indeed a one true creatures.
• everytime he look at you, even if it was just an accidental look or just a coincidence, he can feel his inner child being giddy.
• you can also notice from outside of his mask everytime you stare at him, and he stared back at you where you would notice the softness that was brighten up in his eyes.
• and eventually you both are gonna become more and more trust at each other.
• until the points where he would touch the soft palm of your hand, and you touching the harsh palm of his hands.
• and where you both can shake other hands with no such fear, only trust and where it softness sparks.
𔓘 Bo sinclair
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• first he met you, his reaction was just like jason, but this time, he didnt think it was a dream. he just think that.. he was high!
• he calls himself lucky but also a schizophrenic at the same time for having the opportunity to see and have you.
• he calls you a pet name, in which this was kinda funny to me, but he usually calls you "thicker bell" [ 💀 ]
• like seriously bro, he just called you out like "hey come get your ass here thicker bell."
• but besides that, he actually adores you so much lmao, but dont ever point it out at him. he's a major tsundere dude (although he would never admit that too lol)
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lanadelreis · 7 days
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LISA FRANKENSTEIN NATION I WAS LISTENING TO THE BOOK OF MORMON SOUNDTRACK AND I HAD AN AWFUL REALIZATION.
JOSEPH SMITH “FOUND” THOSE TABLETS IN UNDER THAT TREE IN 1823 AND WASNT MADE AN OFFICIAL RELIGION UNTIL 1830.
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THE CREATURE DIED AS A YOUNG ADULT IN 1837
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THIS MF IS OLDER THAN THE WHOLE ASS RELIGION OF MORMONISM
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THESE MFS WERE ALIVE AT THE SAME TIME
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NOT ONLY THAT JOSEPH SMITH LIVED A LONGER FUCKING LIFE HIM
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god was absolutely not on my man’s side while he was alive like wow idk what’s worse: having your death be spent in a hell of semi-consciousness for 150 something years or having some random probably schizophrenic dude be more well remembered than you 😭
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shjiyemis · 1 month
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One thing I dont like is people writing schizophrenics trying to do a "Not all schizophrenics are scary or bad" and writing the schizophrenic person in question with "Good" hallucinations. (fairies, nice/happy creatures)
Its not bad bc im sure there are people with similar hallucinations but it starts to feel like these ppl are saying schizophrenics with "Bad" hallucinations can't be good people.
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