Is it possible that some endos misunderstand what is considered trauma and therefore consider themselves endos?
absolutely! its very possible to misunderstand and misidentify things in fact thats what the case happens to be a lot of the time not even just in the endo community.
with all the misinfo being spread around about stuff its no surprise to us when we see people who are leaving the endo community after realizing this.
its very easy to not know what happened to you is considered irregular or traumatic even because a lot of victims blame themselves, or just straight up dont realize that what happened was a traumatic event.
that said its also very likely they dont even remember what happened therefor thinking and/or being told they dont have trauma and then considering themselves endo because of it.
its likely a lot of endos are systems but theyre just misinformed, or they think what is going on with them is a system when its something else entirely.
there can be all kinds of cases like these but being a system with out a form of osddid is the least likely thing of all.
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Could we possibly get some medicalcore themed pronouns?
Yeah! we'll do our best!
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Aid/Aid/aids/Aid's/Aidself
Band/Aid/Bandaids/Bandaid's/Bandaidself
Band/Bandage/Bandages/Bandage's/Bandageself
Blood/Blood/Bloods/Blood's/Bloodself
Check/Up/Check ups/Check up's/Check upself
Crutch/Crutch/Crutches/Crutch's/Crutchself
Doc/Doctor/Doctors/Doctor's/Doctorself
Defib/Defibrillator/Defibrillators/Defibrillator's/Defibrillatorself
E/R/Ers/Er's/Erself
Emergency/Room/Emergencies/Emergency room's/Emergency roomself/Emergencyself/Roomself
First/Aid/First aids/First aid's/First aidself
Heal/Heal/Heals/Heal's/Healself
Heal/Health/Healths/Health's/Healthself
Hospi/Hospital/Hospitals/Hospital's/Hospitalself
Heart/Monitor/Heart monitors/Heart monitor's/Heart monitorself/Heartself/Monitorself
Ill/Ill/Ills/Ill's/Illself
IV/Bag/IV bags/IV bag's/Iv bagself/IVself/Bagself
Med/Med/Meds/Med's/Medself
Med/Medic/Medics/Medic's/Medicself
Med/Medical/Medicals/Medical's/Medicalself
Med/Medicine/Medicines/Medicine's/Medicineself
Needle/Needle/Needles/Needle's/Needleself
Nurse/Nurse/Nurses/Nurse's/Nurseself
Pill/Pill/Pills/Pill's/Pillself
Red/Cross/Red crosses/Red cross's/Red crosself/Redself/Crosself
Sick/Sick/Sicks/Sick's/Sickself
Syr/Syringe/Syringes/Syringe's/Syringeself
Ward/Ward/Wards/Ward's/Wardself
👩⚕️/👩⚕️/👩⚕️s/👩⚕️'s/👩⚕️self
👨⚕️/👨⚕️/👨⚕️s/👨⚕️'s/👨⚕️self
🩺/🩺/🩺s/🩺's/🩺self
💉/💉/💉s/💉's/💉self
🩹/🩹/🩹s/🩹's/🩹self
🩸/🩸/🩸s/🩸's/🩸self
💊/💊/💊s/💊's/💊self
🤒/🤒/🤒s/🤒's/🤒self
😷/😷/😷s/😷's/😷self
🤕/🤕/🤕s/🤕's/🤕self
❤️🩹/❤️🩹/❤️🩹s/❤️🩹's/❤️🩹self
🦠/🦠/🦠s/🦠's/🦠self
🏥/🏥/🏥s/🏥's/🏥self
🏩/🏩/🏩s/🏩's/🏩self
⚕️/⚕️/⚕️s/⚕️'s/⚕️self
⚕/⚕/⚕s/⚕'s/⚕self
🚑/🚑/🚑s/🚑's/🚑self
🥼/🥼/🥼s/🥼's/🥼self
🦷/🦷/🦷s/🦷's/🦷self
🩼/🩼/🩼s/🩼's/🩼self
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Welcome!
hey welcome to my blog! im Zoe, an alter from @thepetrichorcollective and this is my bog where i write stuff!
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(pro) endo/non-traumagenic
anti-lgbtq in anyway(including anti-mspec, anti-neos and anti-xenogenders)
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and other basic dni stuff i guess, will update eventually
content i do:
oneshot requests, canonxcanon, canonxfanon, monster prom, list of fandoms, xreader, headcanons
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mcyt and dsmp, mha/bnha, smut or anything nsfw
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Hold On
Author: stressed-zoe
Summary: A hunt with the boys had gone terribly wrong, and you blamed yourself. Based loosely on the song “Hold On” by Chord Overstreet
Word Count: 1,028
Warnings: death, depression, self harm, suicide, swearing
Fic:
your fault.
its all your fault.
she died. because of you.
its your fault.
You went on a hunt with Sam and Dean. It was simple, a ghost in someone’s house. But when you got there, it turned out it wasn’t any old ghost, it was a nasty demon. Everything had gone wrong. So so wrong. And it was your fault. You got distracted, and someone innocent had died because of it. The brothers were hurt. Dean had nearly broken his shoulder and a couple ribs. Sam got shot in the leg and has a dislocated elbow.
You barely had a scratch.
The car ride home from the hospital was unbearable. You could barely hold in the sobs. Sam and Dean told you numerous times it wasn’t your fault, it’s all part of the life. But you wouldn’t listen, you couldn’t. If you were just a few seconds quicker, just a little more attentive, you could’ve saved that poor girl’s life. But she had to suffer, because you were too slow.
You should be dead. Not her.
When you got back to the bunker you immediately ran to your room, not bothering to hold in your cries. it didn’t matter if they heard you, you’d be done soon, and it would be over.
You got to your room and slammed the door, locking it behind you. You could hear the brothers calling your name. But you didn’t care. You sank to the floor, letting the tears flow. You couldn’t handle it. You heard Sam and Dean approaching your room, so you ran into your bathroom and locked he door. By this point, you had no more tears to shed, all that as left was the dry, choking sobs.
Taped behind the toilet was a small envelope, it was where you kept your razors. It was the best place you could hide them so the brothers couldn’t find out. You grabbed the envelope and took out the sharpest razor. Marveling at how shiny and cold it felt. You heard the brothers break into your room, calling your name. You were running out of the time.
You had already thrown on some shorts, so with one deep breath, you made one long horizontal cut on your thigh. That was just the beginning. You kept cutting, and the tears started again. Soon you were full on sobbing, not paying attention to were you were cutting. If it wasn’t red, you cut it. Soon you felt dizzy, and noticed you had stopped crying, stopped cutting, and you were laying on the floor.
Then you heard a crash.
“NO!!”
[Dean’s P.O.V.]
No, no,no, no, no.
You’re lying on the floor, in a pool of your own blood. You’re barely conscious.
He picked you up and felt for a heartbeat, anything. After a few seconds he could feel it barely working.
“Oh god, (Y/N), hold on. Sam, get the car ready.”
Why her. Why did it have to be her.
“Come on (Y/N), come back to me, hold on.”
He grabbed some towels, trying to stop the blood as much as he could. He could see all of the old cuts. The ones that had healed, leaving nothing but scars now, the ones that had mostly healed but were still red and scabbed. Then there were the ones from the night before--now reopened from the aggressive cuts made tonight.
“Shit, (Y/N),” Dean muttered.
He picked you up, trying his best not to disturb anything, and carried you as quickly and carefully as he could with his shoulder injured how it was.
“It’s OK (Y/N), it’s all gonna be OK. Please don’t leave me. Just hold on.”
When you finally arrived at the hospital, Dean almost couldn’t let go of you, screaming as they took you away on a table. He paced back and forth the while they were operating. They had taken you into surgery. Sam was almost silent. Dean didn’t know if he was trying to be strong, or if he was so broken he couldn’t do anything.
The doctor finally let them visit you. When they saw you, Sam finally started crying, Dean was sobbing. You looked so broken and frail. The heart monitor beeped slowly, barely steady.
Dean didn’t sleep that night, all he could think about was why you would do this. You must not have realized how much you meant to the brothers. He felt guilty, he should’ve been there to help you.
“Please….(Y/N)….don’t go. I just want to take you home. Come back, I need you.”
Out of no where, your body seized, and the heart monitor started beeping rapidly.
“NURSE!!”
There was nothing he could do. You were dying.
“NURSES!! HURRY!!”
Sam was awake now. He ran off to find someone.
When he came back moments later, a group of about a dozen doctors and nurses followed him. They had the boys stand by the door while the doctors tried anything to save you.
“(Y/N)!” Dean choked out. He couldn’t bear to watch this, but he did anyway. Just in case you would miraculously wake up, and everything would be OK.
The heart monitor was going even faster now.
Then it stopped.
A flat line.
Dean broke down. He fell to his knees.
He would never get to hear you laugh at one of Sam’s dumb nerd jokes.
He would never get to hear you sing some old rock song while driving in the Impala.
He would never walk into the kitchen and see you dancing and singing while making breakfast for everybody.
He would never see you freaking out at some dog on the street or some picture of a guinea pig Cas had shown you.
He would never get to see you again.
He would never get to enjoy the things he loved about you.
He would never get to tell you how much he had loved you.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
Dean looked up, amazed. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You were alive. The doctors started yelling again, he and Sam stood up, jaws dropped, awe in there eyes.
You had decided to fight.
You had decided to live.
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hi!! do you have any pronouns relating to alchemy?
ohhh we'll give it a try!
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Alch/Alchemy/Alchemists/Alchemy's/Alchemistself
Alk/Alkahest/Alkahests/Alkahest's/Alkahestself
Arcane/Arcana/Arcanes/Arcana's/Arcanaself
Arsen/Arsenic/Arsenics/Arsenic's/Arsenicself
Athan/Athanor/Athanors/Athanor's/Athanorself
Cinn/Cinnabar/Cinnabars/Cinnabar's/Cinnabarself
Con/Concrete/Concretes/Concrete's/Concreteself
Cras/Crasys/Crasyses/Crasys's/Crasysself
Chem/Chemistry/Chemists/Chemistry's/Chemistself
Chym/Chymical/Chymists/Chymical's/Chymistself
Drif/Drif/Drifs/Drif's/Drifself
Dul/Dulcify/Dulcifys/Dulcify's/Dulcifyself
Enchant/Enchanting/Enchants/Enchanting's/Enchantself
Elix/Elixir/Elixirs/Elixir's/Elixirself
Mage/Magic/Magics/Magic's/Magicself
Merc/Mercury/Mercurys/Mercury's/Mercuryself
Oil/Oil/Oils/Oil's/Oilself
Salt/Salt/Salts/Salt's/Saltself
Spiri/Spirit/Spirits/Spirit's/Spiritself
Sul/Sulfur/Sulfurs/Sulfur's/Sulfurself
Sul/Sulfate/Sulfates/Sulfate's/Sulfateself
Stone/Stone/Stones/Stone's/stoneself
Sat/Saturn/Saturns/Saturn's/Saturnself
Ven/Venus/Venuses/Venus's/Venusself
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