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systemuserboxes · 3 months

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[alt 1: userbox reads "this alter has wings"]

[alt 2: userbox reads "this alter is an angel"]

[alt 3: userbox reads "this alter is a demon"]

#anti nontraumagenic #did system #non traumagenic dni #system #system userboxes #userboxes #anti endo #did #endos dni #system stuff #didosdd #demon #demon alter #angel #angel alter #wings #alter with wings

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mental-illness-bingo · 9 months

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A long time ago, as a toddler, I screamed in my head for someone, anyone to help me. To make it stop hurting. To let me be free.

A man with wings like lambskin, large clawed hands, deep gray skin, and eyes like nothing I had ever seen in my couple of years stood in front of me inside of my head - what I didn't yet know was the headspace - took my small frame into his arms and said "you'll need to toughen up". That scared me more than anything.

"I don't want to be tough. I want to be small and fragile and naïve. I'm supposed to be that right now, I think. I think I would like to be soft forever."

"Okay," he said, amazing me by being a man respecting my no "then I will be tough for you."

Without hesitation, he took the form of someone my age and he lives my life for me, allowing me safety inside of the head with the alters I know are safe to be around. No more outside interaction I don't explicity choose - and he tells me if it's safe or not when I do decide to.

He has taken the risk out of people. He has allowed me the privilege of love and interaction without giving up security or the childish belief that the world can be good.

I'll never, ever say thank you enough times even if I used the breath of the entire world for the next million years.

My host saved my life, my sanity, and maybe even saved the system some trauma by being better at handling the situation, sure.

But most importantly, he saved my innocence. And he didn't even know me yet.

So dear host, when I say I love you and you are the best "brother" I could ever ask for, please don't look at me with those confused eyes. Don't shrug away and hide your demonic wings from me because they are the same ones that you wrapped around me when I was broken and believed I was beyond repair.

Your claws have never ever scratched my skin because unlike every other man, you have always been careful not to hurt me, yet you make it seem effortless. You make me wonder how careless everyone else must have been if you so easily avoid causing any harm at all.

You don't have to be embarrassed of the smell of fire in your breath or your "unnatural" eyes. These have been my comforts for as long as I have had any. That firey smell filled my lungs as you breathed life into a husk of a girl; a tattered doll. Those eyes showed me love larger than any cruelty I had experienced, as impossible as that seemed.

My dear brother, you may be a demon but you are ten times the good any man on Earth could ever be.

I did not know a man could hold me without thoughts and hands and other things under my clothes. I did not know I could feel loved by a man in an entirely platonic and familial way without being in denial of their true thoughts. I did not know safety and a man could exist in the same room.

These things that make you "evil" are the only good I know. The pieces of you that you hate are the exact parts that made you different enough to trust.

Please don't hurt yourself in the process of making yourself appear small and human for me. Human is exactly what I was afraid of. What you think will make me run and hide are the only reasons I didn't back then.

I would never, ever want you to hide even a single one of them.

Be yourself as you are, my gentle host, because that is the version of you that saved me. To me, that is the best of you.

But whoever you are, I love you and am grateful to you and those run deeper than any hurt I have ever experienced. Thank you for showing me something could be larger than the pain.

-B

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neurotypicalabusesurvivor · 2 months

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Work in progress demon alter pride flag.

Red: represent rebelling against the abuser relgion/ideology.

Grey: represents demon alters that split from religious abuse.

Orange: represents demon alters that split form emotional abuse

Pink: represents demon alter that form form sexual trauma

Blue: represents demon alter that are demons because of RAMCOA or RAMCOA programming.

Black: represents disability pride.

And remember: protect your children or burn in hell.

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my-brain-is-hatching · 8 months

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#did memes #angel alter #demon alter #god alter #system memes #update ig?

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forests-creatures · 28 days

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I was making Easter eggs and drew one of our alters! This is Gremlin, he is some sort of demon we believe!

#nonhuman #nonhuman alter #otherkin #otherkin community #therian #therianthropy #Gremlin!!#Fluffy demon #demon alter #demon otherkin

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the-silent-fellowship · 6 months

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Demon & Angel Alter Type Flags!

[PT: Demon & Angel Alter Type Flags!]

Demon alter, a alter who is a demon or linked to a demon.

Angel alter, a alter who is a angel or linked to a angel.

[Demon ID: a set of flags that have 6 stripes that are even in its weight. The colors are from top to bottom is, dark dark red, dark red, red, orange, yellow orange, and yellow. The flag on the left flag has a pair of yellow horns in the middle of it. End ID]

[Angel ID: a set of flags that have 6 stripes that are even in its weight. The colors are from top to bottom is, darker blue, blue, sky-ish blue, bright blue, light yellow, and yellow. The flag on the right flag has a yellow halo in the middle of it. End ID]