#i made some psychosis memes

[221bluescarf]

#i made some psychosis memes #schizospec #schizoaffective #schizophrenia #psychosis #paranoia #mental illness memes

[ohdorothea]

I am gonna log off after I post this but I just have to say please think about what you joke about/make fucking memes about, please think about those of us (your friends!!) that have actual lived experience with pysch wards and psychosis (and so much more) before you make light of those things

You don’t know how painful it is to see some of your worst moments or experiences being made into jokes by people you consider friends

Please just think about it

#ok that’s it that’s all I want to say

[t1meslayer]

Busy with important family events over the next couple of days, and so I thought it would be good to get a day-and-date release for this Debrief on the latest entry in my Sapphic Valley series, "How You Get The Girl." Be sure to read the story before jumping in!

Did you do it? Did you read the story?

Alright, I'm trusting you. Go ahead and hit that 'Keep Reading' button you scamp.

It only seems appropriate to start this Debrief off by addressing the elephant in the room. I haven't posted anything in over a month, and "By Moonlight" came about a month after its predecessor, the conclusion to "Stone-Cold Lovers."

Work, naturally, has been a major factor.

You can see me talk about that almost two weeks ago in this Tumblr post I made about writing in a coffee shop, which came weeks after I actually started writing during a trip to a friend's house.

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Side note:

Just wanted to take a moment and acknowledge my beautiful Haley and Emily keychains. My friend who's responsible for the affairs of one ghostly farmer named Jizzabelle (Gisabelle to the laymen) got them for me! Only appropriate after I commissioned some art of her and Abigail.

Emily was my first Stardew wife, and Haley currently holds the biggest place in my heart. They make a lovely duo!

And I'll avoid any sister-wife jokes

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While I've had some other projects like Zine writing to take care of, work and life can't explain the full absence.

The best way I can think to explain things is that:

I had the general writer's block, and

Despite the best intentions and advice of my irl friends and online pals like @alchemicallymoon and @duelbraids, I couldn't force myself to "break" that block by just... Writing something else.

This is entirely the result of my own psychosis. I have a tendency to carefully plot things out and impose a timetable that really doesn't need to exist. When I feel the cause is righteous enough, it's hard to get around that. In this case, I knew I needed to get my poll-winning idea out after dawdling for holidays like Valentine's Day, and then I knew I only wanted to post one more story before jumping on a very special event for my upcoming 30th AO3 post.

Thus, here we are: arbitrarily forcing myself into a spiral of writer's block misery because of a silly promise on Tumblr and my own sense of ordered chaos.

At the very least, this meant it's coming out not long after my AO3 pal InsertACatchyPennameHere also emerged from the woodwork to tell me they're working on something INSPIRED by my four-person friend group farm adaptations.

Much love to them, wherever they may be.

I'll probably start writing more eclectically now that my shoulders are unweighed, but don't expect my next publication to hit until I'm finished working on teasing the big event. All you Pokemon fans better get hype!

And oh how sweet this publication feels. Between my great set of recent ceramics, the figure drawing class I've been attending, and creative writing, I've felt more fulfilled than ever.

You're here to talk about Stardew, though. So let us talk.

This idea began less with any one event as it did a desire to advance the Alexis/Haley relationship, and Haley's characterization in particular. It was always going to end with watercolor painting reference, but 2 Willow Lane was what I really wanted to dig into.

As I see it, a lot of what keeps people invested in Stardew when its comfy vibes becoming routine is the air of mystery in Eric Barone's worldbuilding. Haley and Emily's parents being some world-traveling duo who left their home in the siblings' care for who knows how long (and who knows how many times over their lifetime) really piqued my interest. So much so that the new writing challenge I set for myself in "How You Get The Girl" was crafting a particularly long set of descriptions that emphasize how overwhelming the parents' influence feels — without creating an impenetrable wall of text.

Hopefully I succeeded in that. Let me know!

I tried to include some vaguely real world-adjacent references into that description of the house, as happens with the magical-realism world of Stardew Valley. For example:

The computer sitting next to their bonsai tree is an iMac G3, the kind of old 'futuristic' tech that my dad loves!

A Speedwell refrigerator is based on even more vintage tech, the Mayflower fridge, but named after a different ship ridden by Pilgrims coming to America.

That city that the family visited in an old photograph with a "monument of arching, interlocking steel" is, of course, Paris — with the statue bookends referencing any number of statues in the Louvre.

Haley's FAD magazine could be referencing any number of publications, but Vogue is probably the closest analogue to what I imagine her reading.

Furthermore, I took some notes on describing the home's layout off of my sister's apartment building, and I asked my bestie @trybard for input on what kind of hanging plant should be used in the transitional hallway. Hanging pothos, philodendron, and spider plants were the three options provided, and my response was appropriate:

They know so much about plants.

Go bug them about it.

I drew on other friends' knowledge to help decorate the house. Specifically, I asked one of my witchiest friends what kinds of protective wards someone like Emily would leave around doorways and windows. She had... A lot of reference material.

I picked Hazel given it purportedly "protects against evil; encourages abundance and inspiration." I also picked Amethyst as one of Emily's loved gifts, one that purportedly "absorbs negative energy, promotes harmony."

My witchy friend is the same one who provided the TikTok that I referenced in my advertisement post:

Perhaps the most important thing about 2 Willow Lane was the recurring motif of Barbie's Dream House.

As a surface-level reference, I think the groundwork is clear. Blondie's love of fashion and general queen bee demeanor fits comparisons to Barbie well, and she lives in a big ol' house full of stuff. We all saw Greta Gerwig's Barbie movie last year. It's still in the cultural zeitgeist.

I'm hip with the kids.

Yet, early on I also tried to make it clear that if this is a "dream" house, it's neither Haley's nor Emily's dream. Haley is a Barbie in that stereotypical sense, but also there's much to be mined from the analogy of a sort of powerless doll in an immutable house, constrained by social obligation to her family rather than literal plastic and stickers.

The cold open of Jodi and Sam was meant to stand alone, but in execution I also think drawing Kent's absence into the conversation makes for a more thematically rich comparison to these sisters who appear to have themselves more put together.

My beta reader said this wound up being one of my stronger stories because of how all of that intertwined, which I appreciated given how down on myself I was following the whole writer's block thing.

But also.

Also.

Alexis gets to be horny. She's hitting on lonely MILFs and watching girls shake their asses to the tune of bad reality TV.

We love a buff dommy mommy farm girl in this house.

Haley is probably horny too, she just doesn't realize it yet. For now I think it's fun enough to play into her being coy about building excuses for Alexis to come over, and then getting incensed when Emily barges in on their private time meant to learn more about this farm girl she just can't get out of her head.

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Fun fact:

Every story in this series is named after a Taylor Swift song, but I know next-to nothing about her discography. All of them are suggestions by my friend whose house I was at when starting this story — the same one who controls Gardenia on the farm.

While I went with "How You Get The Girl," her alternative suggestion was "The Man."

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All that w|w talk aside, I also want to give Sam the loveable idiot a shoutout. Had to do a fair bit of research into how skateboards are constructed for his failed ollie, and I slipped in a reference to shitty old technology that's exclusively for my beta reader to enjoy.

I also tried doing some agricultural research to figure out how the folks at Kevin Farm could have grown cucumbers so there'd be a jar of legitimate pickles... But that was getting too in the weeds.

Insert laugh track here

Decided to just go with pickled artichoke hearts to save everyone a lot of trouble.

And where does "Kevin Farm" come from, you may be asking yourself. Or the fabulous "Kevin's Special" with its definitely not innuendo tagline.

That story will have to wait for another day, my friends.

#I really went in on this one #Moreso than I was expecting #But I guess that's what happens when you get very anxious about how people on the internet are judging your ability to do things well #And in a timely manner #Not that I think any of you are judging me #My fans are great <3 #Anyway thanks so much for reading! #I promise the Kevin Farm story isn't all that interesting but one day I'll make it relevant to a piece #Fanfiction Debrief #fanfiction #fanfic #companion piece #author's commentary #ao3 #stardew valley #stardew haley #writing #creative writing #struggle #macintosh #vintage technology #paris france #louvre #vogue #plants #tiktok #witchcraft #protection #barbie #metaphors

[boxwinebaddie]

𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 & 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓪𝓼 𝓻𝓲𝓵𝓮𝔂,

greetings from wherever you are and whatever timezone you are in, and with any luck, in that nook you are tucked, it is still the best day of the year aka...Rile Pile's Birthday ( aka pastorcraigenjoyer on ao3 ), who some of you may call the style one-shot whump wizard now ft. lizard, but i am blessed to call, my lovely computer wife and life. <33

my angel, my darling, my dear, sweet girl: happy birthday, beloved.

( beneath the readmore is a birthday surprise. xx for my favorite redhead writer girl, but also for all of you. fair warning, you do have to read a lot to get there, but i promise that it will be worth the while. )

@actually-its-riley @1moreoffkeyanthem @marryme

i know that you do not like to make a big deal about your birthday, but unfortunately, i am a chaotic bisexual disaster, of whom pep!stan's insane stananigans and big sweeping gestures are #Based, so unfortunately, you have to endure my psychosis, RP.

which you often do, you wild and patient and wonderful thing you. <3 i sent you a DM on new years that was way better articulated than this, but when writing peppermint, i made a lot of friends who were readers and that was extremely gratifying, but i felt very isolated from the style writing community on ao3...until you came along. c':

i was also extremely anxious and over encumbered/ill-equipped to handle the stress that came along with the success of my fanfic, but your support throughout my writing journey made that load lighter.

it has been a joy and an honor being your friend and for once, being able to read rather than write -- all 70+ fanfics you have uploaded. which, given that i have written two unfinished ones, the fact that riley has written that many and finished them is astounding. :***

-- they are also brilliant, btw. we seriously don't deserve her. </3

but here's to trying!

and drying those tears for fears of dying, because when you write, you live forever, clever girl. but before i ramble on too long, my salt of the earth ( dissolved in oj ), here, dear, is my birthday gift to you. <3

so...listen. at first i was going to post a whumpshot for you but...the only person i ended up hurting was myself because i couldn't finish. granted, i never finish anything, as we know, but i had a backup plan.

which is this:

i am thankful for all the support i've gotten writing my fanfictions, but riley has been particularly supportive of me, both emotionally, and also regularly wrecks havoc on her poor followers by reblogging my insane niche au ask meme content onto her blog and likes all my stuff, no matter how weird or deranged it is.

i apologize because that's going to happen again, but this time it will hopefully be slightly more relevant because rp is fond of peppermint, and i am very fond of her so i decided...that for riley's birthday, i will be releasing everything i have in my drafts pertaining to…

pep 12. <3

whiiiiiiich is not much, please don't get your hopes up, but i think it is well deserved by you all and on what better occasion than today?

anyways, your cursed limited edition peppermint package includes:

-literally like the first five minutes of the chapter ( i'm not even joking that's how little i've written -- which is still too much -- and how slow )

-this weird thing that i posted on twitter once where stan is thinking about the friendship bracelets and being emo as fuck oh my god, i made a lot of weird metaphors...it's garbage, but...have at it.

-and finally, a very weird fucking flashback from hell that...is the main reason why my update got stalled because i couldn't figure out how to write it and when i started writing it, i got so comfortable in kyle's narration, i fucking *jersey vc* forgot it was stan season and started writing it in kyle's consciousness, then...tried to switch it back to stans...it's a mess. it's also not done like...at all, so you get a little bit of actual writing and actions and thoughts and a lot of...just dialogue. i wasn't sure about giving you guys the whole thing but i'm not sure if its gonna make it into pep, so i wanted to give you guys a chance to read it before i throw it into the fire where it belongs, smh...jail.

again, rp, i know today is a hard day, but i hope this makes it easier. thank you for being born, happy birthday...and i hope you heal, lovie.

but now...dear readers...without further ado, it is time,

to enjoy the very worst part...

...of the very best day. ;)

-uncle neen the queen with the scheme <3

p.s. the computer quality is ass, it looks better on the app, smh.

𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓿𝓮; 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷 𝓼𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷

a/n: EVERYONE SAY YOU'RE WELCOME UNCLE NINA FOR NOT KILLING STAN!!! HSDLKD STAN LIVES!!!! BARELY! SMH!!! i'm so sorry you waited so long for...sigh...that...anyways here's this too:

𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹 𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰

A/N: wow...so edgy, nina. i wrote that instead of sleeping one night and i did not take my mood stabilizer so that's why it sounds insane. okay, here is this last thing which is...actually so embarrassing, but i love you all and riley specifically, so merry riley's birthday everyone.

𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓾𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓲'𝓿𝓮 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷

A/N: my kylepilequil!!!! HELLO!!!! HOPE YOU HEAL NATION!!! WHO IS UP BITCH!!!! that was choatic, i am not proud of a lot of that dialogue, particularly kyle being insane ( it was not gonna stay like that i promise...it was a road map...leading where? i have no clue ) but i hope that it thrilled you! please smile, pendejos lmaoooo, rip!

#ITS RILEYS BIRTHDAY #HIP HIP HORAY FOR GAY PPL #its a big day for annoying people aka riley fans aka me #i'm sorry this was insane queen u know how i am #i am physically incapable of not being dramatic as hell #BUT HAPPY BIRTHDAY HERES PEPPERMINT!!!! I LOVE U #IM SORRY THIS IS CRINGE BUT I HOPE U HEAL BABES #im physically cringing at how much i need to rhyme things #like ok go off riddler what the fuck #my hands are over my eyes ur welc or im sorry rp & everyone else #the spelling and wording of all of this is hell #but im too lazy to try and make it better #it is what it is…a draft and flaming hot garbage

[palms-upturned]

Putting this in the tag to clear things up ig

I made that post about Dora and her being middle class and I already regret it. I’ve had ppl in the replies and also just vagueing abt it and I am getting a bit tired. I wasn’t expecting the post to get any attention since I didn’t have any de mutuals at the time (hence why it was in that meme format of me shouting into the ear of somebody who didn’t care 💀) so I didn’t word it thoughtfully enough ig

I don’t think Dora is a shrew or a villain or whatever. I don’t think leaving Harry was an evil or even wrong decision. I said in the post I don’t think Harry is a victim of Dora at all, he’s a cop and a violent pos and she needed to get out. I don’t even think that being middle class makes her evil or whatever. I don’t dislike her and I don’t think she is the cause of Harry’s problems or that she owed him anything. I just thought that some of her dialogue in the dream sequence reflected some interesting stuff abt her being middle class and how it puts a particular kind of wedge between her and Harry. Not the one that ultimately split them, obviously, just an interesting one in the sense that she’s so entirely sheltered from the realities of poverty and addiction and psychosis, and also that she has the resources to leave all of those realities behind, unlike Harry or any of the people of Martinaise. I think that’s a morally neutral fact, it’s just an interesting facet of de’s ruminations on class to me, as someone who has dealt w disability, suicidality, and institutionalization.

I brought up the Dolores Dei comparison bc I also found it interesting that she was such a complex figure in history and that she was described as being “sheltered” which was attributed to her war crimes. I don’t think Dora leaving Harry was on par with war crimes 💀 I just found it interesting how that was another example of the game musing about how the class divide damages one’s ability to conceptualize how the other half live, so to speak.

Again, I don’t hold anything against Dora. I don’t think she’s the villain here or whatever. I just think it’s fun and interesting that she has a lot of complexity going on, especially since Harry is an unreliable narrator on top of only remembering bits and pieces of her. I was just sharing something about the dream sequence that reminded me of my own personal experiences with people like Dora who can’t wrap their heads around what it’s like to want to die and how people get to that point, and how that lines up with class a lot of the time.

I also didn’t end it with that bit about Kim bc I think Kim is better than Dora or smth, but bc Kim is smth of a wish fulfillment fantasy for the suicidal, and that’s part of why Harry deifies him like that.

Anyway. I regret the post. I’m starting to get super worn down by ppl misreading it bc it was coming from such a personal place and I wasn’t expecting much engagement w it anyway. Sorry abt it I guess.

#disco elysium #dora ingerlund #if i get recommended one more vague post about my post i’m gonna cry sjsgsjdbxb

[ronmanmob]

Has your muse ever rejected or pushed away the well-intentioned invitations of another? Why?

Classical Literature Meme

"--D'pends th'sort'a invitations" Ron mused, considering the bottom of his empty tumbler; wondering if he could risk another before making his way home. He settled on a firm maybe, and fixed instead on Ben's query. "If we're talkin' a party invite, them I don't turn dahn f'nuffin'-" Not true, but not a harmful fib either. He could live with that if it meant projecting the species of affable that might earn his bar downtown some trade. "Bu' if we're talkin' roman'ic invitations, advances, wha'evah y'wanna call it..."

Those...

Those hit different.

A lick'a flirtation never went amiss, granted. Ron was just that sort of chap; at ease with himself, liberal with a compliment if in his opinion one's deserved; a bit of a rogue, but respectful with it. Woe betide a letch at work in his vicinity. They'd come off second best and had. This weren't no bluff. But that aside and beyond his friendly, East End Charming nature lay walls so high they'd kiss cloud cover on an open sky, not a cloud in it day. There beyond lay all which Ron wanted not to exist about himself; the crippling paranoia, delusions, psychosis and their cause which he'd not name in polite company because, so he'd learned from those closest to him upon his diagnosis, the word terrified people. And it made them terrified of him. So while he couldn't at all get rid of the cause of his ills, he could manage it as best he could, cope his way through socialisation in a way that kept the bulk of the symptoms he couldn't help but have minimised, and keep people well out of the range of what-all that very much proverbial wall had behind it. Because they'd be terrified of him if they found out, wouldn't they. Just like his mum had been, and his brothers had been, and the rest and that--

It'd hurt beyond his ability to stand it when his family turned.

Off someone he loved and wanted as his, always? It didn't bear thought.

But none of that was for telling to Ben though, so Ron collected up their tumblers, hopped off his stool, turned slightly to ask, "Same again, yeah?", then made for the bar. And he hoped, and hoped, as the young man's gaze lay heavy on his back, that he'd let the topic drop on Ron's return.

#kylowrecked #NYC!verse #<- with Ben #//fankoo for sending this in darling friend :3 #tw: mental illness #//tiny fyi that I'm sure you don't need my dear but other readers may-- #//there's no stigma or hate for folks with mental health issues here; Ron's talking about himself and his own experiences/feelings only #//not implying that folks with the same condition as his or a similar one deserve to be or should be feared #//that is not at all true and would never be a message I or this blog put out or endorsed #//-small pumpkin gets off soap box-

[angelxxreaper]

ooc: Updates just cause I know me reblogging posts over and over will get annoying but here’s the main things.

-Please don’t send me tons of asks asking Phil for food. These are really repetitive and get kind of boring to answer. He feeds the crows stop asking for more food.

-Once again, don’t send asks unrelated to this blog. Don’t send asks about axxr to other blogs that are unrelated to what’s going on with them.

- Don’t use my askbox to update me ooc on other blogs lore. I read a lot of rp blogs lol I’m probably more up to date than you think

- My background has made it so I am just not aware of a lot of pop cultural memes, references, slang, etc etc. If I don’t understand you I most likely won’t answer your ask. On that note, if I don’t catch your reference, please don’t give me shit for it no matter how popular the ref is. It really sucks to get chided about that.

-Don’t be ableist. In any regard. I’ve had to delete a lot of asks that were kind of shit regarding axxr’s psychosis and dyschronometria in times where symptoms were more prevalent. Don’t be an asshole.

-On that note, I will block anyone from this blog that sends ableist shit. Don’t infantilize goofygoop, suggest that he is Quackity’s kid etc etc etc.

On more Lighter note :D

-Some information on the colorzas has been updated. Not very much. Here’s the main points.

-s2t said this but here is your written confirmation. Red doesn’t like being called Benihime by folks he didn’t trust with his name. It’s like assuming a closeness you don’t have. I’m not upset about this, but don’t be shocked if that makes him uncomfy

-Purple also gets really annoyed at the idea of being seen as a kid or just less than who he is. Purple’s a pretty cool guy! You should learn about him lol

-At this point I’m kind of leaving the colorzas up to interpretation if they are a system or not. My intent was not to portray them as a system, but with a lot of systems telling me that even in canon c!Phil is very system coded and the axxr colors feel that way too, I’m kind of just gonna say they’re whatever you want them to be. I’m not gonna change how I’ve been writing them, and axxr is allergic to thinking too hard about anything. However, keep in mind that I am not (I don’t think) I am a system myself, and I’m not attempting to portray a system. If you choose to interpret axxr’s colors as a system, remember that my writing isn’t necessarily reflecting how systems actually work and will never be 100% accurate to the experience, and it’s not my intent to be. But I mean I’m not gonna get upset with you for using system language with him too lmao

-Oh and I updated the memorybooks links to be latenightmining since lnm is the bedrockverse cranboo. I’m going in and adding links to the other blogs soon :)

- Reminder that you can always send dms to this blog if you wanna chat about axxr or plan lore

- Feel free at any time to tag axxr in posts, send songs suggestions to him, ask him random questions and stuff like that.

That’s it :) Please like this post when you’ve read it

#crafty crow [ooc] #ooc: This is okay to rb

[sheogorath]

that shitty schizoposting "the fog is coming im in your walls" bullshit instilled some deep rage in me. like beyond it just being objectively unfunny spam, it really showed how many people do not respect or see psychotic people as real people.

the audacity you must have to not only pretend to be schizophrenic because you think it's funny, and you think schizophrenics are a joke, but also to purposefully go out of your way to trigger actual schizophrenics who tell you the joke is in poor taste.

i remember when it was popular and i still had tiktok, i couldn't fucking escape them. i have a psychotic disorder, but not full on schizophrenia, so i wasn't harmed by it as much as others could have been, but i found the joke annoying and tasteless. i got so sick of it i made one comment on a post saying something along the lines of "from someone with psychosis, not only is this unfunny it's also just ableist", and my replies were FLOODED with people making an effort to trigger me. so many people saying "im in your walls", "i know where you live", "im outside". and i wasnt the only one. i saw tons of other people who made similar comments and got similar treatment.

it was absurd to see such extreme vitriol for people suffering from a mental disorder in the year 2022 from so many people. and what was worse is that nobody except psychotic people cared. the big popular meme accounts, even ones who pretended to be progressive or whatever, would make and post these memes, and when their comment sections had real psychotic people expressing discomfort and being harassed by their followers, they wouldn't do shit. nobody gave a fuck. we were jokes to them. i felt like we weren't even people to them. they didn't see us as someone you could meet outside, a person you could know.

it's not like i should've been surprised though. people still regularly post videos of mentally ill people in public to mock them. people still talk about us like a pest or a nuisance in everyday conversation. "i hate riding the train this guy was talking to himself!!" fuck you.

anyway if you aren't psychotic and you call yourself a schizoposter and make those shitty memes youre a fucking loser and i genuinely think you should die.

#sorry for the messy rant #i just cant take it man #i fucking hate how mentally ill people are treated #paranoia tw #ableism #ask to tag #me.txt #long post

[221bluescarf]

#I made some psychosis memes #mental illness memes #schizospec #schizoaffective #schizophrenia #psychosis

[firesnap]

i do think that some people are exaggerating but also some of them aren't wrong for feeling uncomfortable specially since a lot of the memes he sent without warnings have a lot of disturbing imagery that can be really triggering for people with psychosis. I'm personally just a little uncomfortable and confused not like angry, but it isn't like the kind of bit that crimeboys would make and it's unlike ranboos normal humor with his audience as well

Y'all want a horror ARG and you think those memes had disturbing imagery?? Really?? You guys do realize you watch a guy who plays horror games??

Kid, it's absolutely a thing Tommy and Wilbur would do except like less weird. It's less weird and odd than shit Tommy and Wilbur have done and it's Ranboo's incredibly parasocial fanbase that's overreacting because, honestly, his whole fanbase is made up of people who do "concern bullying."

I also think it's all pretty on brand for his humor honestly.

Please stop expecting people to curate your online content. If you click a channel advertising it's memes, particularly from someone who plays horror games, why are you surprised that the memes are weird??

Those memes are like from a flat and boring Facebook meme group. They aren't even funny beyond very specific internet humor.

God. Tommy did a bit where he smeared dirt on his face and acted like he was disassociating. Wilbur's done a creepy arg. Tommy and the whole landlord bit and having someone "watch" him. Wilbur's had multiple bits where he pretends to be possessed. Hell, Wilbur's whole twitter right now is just unreality of him posting images of himself edited in a way to make people uncomfortable.

This is like more bizarre and simultaneously boring drama I've ever seen.

[boxwinebaddie]

uncleeeee nina hihihi omg i was so into ur pep fic for a long tiime during the peak of my sp hyperfixation phase but then in classic adhd fashion it just poofed away out of nowhere and put itself in the backburner of my mind + school had started smh but now it's lowk coming back so i went and finally read ur rem(ember) fic yesterday and it's literally so good i'm obsessed i've already reread it twice and drowned myself in all the content you've written on tumblr abt them !! also tell me why idk when i was reading like i just feel like that one meme with the guy that's in the period aisle asking what size pussy you wear would apply to jerseykyle buying pads for ravenstan lmao they just give me those vibes for some reason ?? anywayyyy i wish u well and i hope you're taking care of urself !! <3

aaaaaaah!!! hi friend! it's nice to see a familiar face ( haha anon joke ) in my inbox! i think it's so lovely when i get messages from people who read peppermint -- and decided to stick around!!! ur so sweet! thank you for enduring my psychosis and sorry that i had the boys fight and never resolved it. but u know what? the pep boys do not fight on here and i just had ravesey break up do it instead! ur so welcome! xx

also, while i am personally glad to hear you're back...i'm also sorry ur hyperfixation came back: welcome back to hell, baby! but aaaaaaa i get so EXCITED when people message me about liking remember! when i tell you i was nervous as all fuck to post that fanfic because i thought it was way too weird...but the reception for rm has been overwhelming positive, like u guys have been so stoked on it!!! <3 ;-;

like, when i tell y'all over the past week i have accumulated like over like closer to fifteen different anons about rm related topics? AAAA which, i'm so sorry ( or ur welcome, i suppose? ) that there's so much rm on your dashboard especially if u just followed me bc rp is gods sweet angel and keeps shouting me out on her blog and u wanna be polite and also apease the style whumpshot princess of pain. i get it.

but yeeeeah i gotta get through all those anons and then some and by some i mean A LOT so again...sorry if ur seeing a lot of that content but also...i personally love the jersey raven merger. <3333

ALSO!!!!!!! THE FACT THAT UR ENJOYING MY TUMBLR CONTENT MAKES ME LITERALLY SO HAPPY!!!!! AAAAHHH ITS MY FAVE!!! tbh i got really insecure abt it and thought i was being annoying or answering the asks really weird ( rip uncle neens inferiority complex ) so thats why they get privated...smh. again i'm trying not to do that! and knowing you are enjoying ur bonus content is so wonderful. i adore adore adore you my darling! thank you for reading. mWAH!

BROOOO!!! *jersey vc* STAHP IT!!! thats WAAAY too real!!! also best boyfriend award jerseykyle like i love him so much like idc if he's scary and mean to everyone else he is sooo nice to ravenstan <333 which is saying something bc raven is crAnky on his period lmaoo.

like i'm not sure if you read that ask where i was talking about how crimson dawn got their name and its an insane joke abt ravenstan being on his period and when u feel homicidal rage sakhdld i love blood moon sm. but i bet u anything that kyle watched that interview where he was talking about it and fucking and brought stan that fucking ice cream that he was talking about them being out of at the store and also brought taco bell and ibuprofen...i love you. jersey is literally so wonderful istg, he is my angel. MWAH JERSEY!

but uhhhh i made myself hella sad bc i was thinking abt the drabble i was writing where they FOOKIN BREAK UP!!!!! :((( I HATE MY LIFE and ravenstan takes kyle in and theyre talking. theres this part where kyle is like what are u doing here btw u have a show? and hes like i had to cancel it bc i feel like awful and jersey is like...is it the drinking?

( like excuse me kyle u are not entitled to that information...but also that break up definitely caused a massive ravenstan manic bipolar episode and he relapsed and started drinking again....BOOOOO!!!! ) anyways! stan is like no its actually bc i'm not drinking haha you know how those first couple of days are for me and kyle is like :((( ( boooo ) but anyways stans like but tbh the withdrawls are nothing i'm on my fucking period and i want to d*e...again sdhlks smh and kyle is like OOOOF Oh Fuck i forgot to pick up take--and then stops and is like well i guess someone else has gotta pick you up takeout and pain medication and taco bell huh? ;-; and tries to laugh but...rip

but also goddamnit kyle does that man look like hes entertaining gentleman callers wearing ur freaking underwear and sweatshirt and listening to ur sadie hawkins first dance song on vinyl?? like??? hello?

anyways...too real, but no fr, like kyle was really like -squints- i am so confused...excuse me random gentleman...i am lost dksahasd also i want you to know he bought every size aslkhdsalkds i'm crying.

-uncle nina, jerseykyle stan

#THIS WAS SO FUNNY #i am glad ur back for more my friend and i am glad it is not disappointing you! #i try to keep it fun and fresh on here #tbh growth is starting w pep and then reading remember #truly iconique behavior #but also speaking of iconique behavior jersey is so cute #he did also bring stan a succulent bc of him going off abt bouquets being bundles of dead plant bodies #stan was like ;-;;;;;; <33333 i would hug u but i cannot move i will die and jerseykyle came to him and kissed him on the head #i truly hate my life why are they fighting #like my brother in christ they are MARRIED #I AM A DIVORCED MOTHER #THIS IS SO HORRIBLE but no hes so cute he does it every month and set reminders on his phone i love him sm #he did research and when i tell u he was horrified and did it anyways and asked bebe he was like im frightened lol #he was so stressed out abt tampons he was like that looks fucking crazy i am not buying those that looks like a weapon #love u jersey hes my hero stan was like im love u so much

[oopsallfictives]

Having both unreality and goncharov filtered has given me a very interesting insight. Roughly half of the posts that are getting blocked off our dash for having the word goncharov either in the tags or the post itself are also being blocked for containing the word unreality. This also means roughly half of them aren't

Some of the blogs we follow are consistently tagging their goncharov posts with unreality, others aren't tagging it at all. Some are only tagging it sometimes (or possibly it was tagged on the original post). I'm not naming names, cause I know a lot of people don't even know what unreality is. This post is about educating, not shaming

If you don't know, unreality is basically anything that isn't real but is presented as such. The goncharov meme is a prime example of this. Unreality is a problem because it can trigger people's psychosis, especially delusions. Psychotic episodes can last anywhere from minutes to years, and can be life ruining in some cases. You don't want to be the asshole who made someone believe their room was filling up with toxic gas because you failed to warn for unreality. You don't want to get someone locked up in a psych ward. Learn to recognize it, and start tagging it

#im not asking nicely anymore #the toxic gas thing is a real example from my life last week btw #luckily it only lasted a few minutes #if you need further clarification send an ask #im more than happy to yell about this more #-mars #unreality #the quicksilvers say

[theguardianangel-fanfiction]

Immutable

Well, despite my meme from the other day, I actually did something.

For the first time since before COVID, I finished a oneshot. For Black Mirror: Bandersnatch. I got inspired, and I still have some grief to deal with from a close friend of mine who passed in a freak accident in January 2022 aged just 22, who left behind multiple siblings and a lot of people who loved her. While I've dealt with my grief a lot more healthily than the depictions in this oneshot, there are doubts and there are still feelings of confusion and loss and anger at the circumstances.

Please be aware of an extreme TW/CW for non-graphic depictions of suicide, depression and alcoholism, and anger, and implications of psychosis. International Suicide Prevention Hotlines may be viewed here.

"So, Robin, Bandersnatch, any good?" 

"This is hard to say because, as you may know, the original author of this game was killed in a tragic accident." 

"Indeed." 

"But, it's just not a good game... it seems someone else finished it off quickly, but it's just abrupt and jarring... and unnecessary, and horrible, and violent, unsettling, and weird, and awful, and scary, and dark, and bleak and creepy..."

CRASH!

The bottle shattered the moment that it hit the small television, and the explosion left glass all over the wooden floors. But it didn't matter, if it quieted the voices in and out of Peter's head. All of the whiskey that he needed was in the glass in front of him.

Four months. He had waited four months to hear his son's last earthly contribution reduced to nothing but an unsettling pile of shit. They had reduced Stefan's creation to ash, much like those in the urn sitting on his bedside table. That was alright, wasn't it? It was time. Peter had waited four months for theMicroPlay review. He'd given himself that long. 

His work contract was done and Peter had chosen not to renew it. He had sold most of his belongings, save the work uniforms and Stefan's belongings and his safe and desk. The notes had been written. One for his former boss. For the bartender at the local pub. One for his in-laws, though they were far too senile by now to truly understand them, and his own parents had been dead and gone since he was a teenager. There was a note for Dr. Haynes. 

There was a note for Colin Ritman, too: an amalgamation of every frustration that Peter had wanted to take out on himself. For four months, he had added to the letter every single time that the knife was twisted deeper into his chest, and every time that he passed his son's room -- untouched since he had received the phone call from the police that night, and since he had gone to identify his boy's dead and mangled body. 

Peter added to the note every time he heard anything to do with Tuckersoft. 

As he stood from the sofa, Peter found his way to the kitchen blindly, and opened the drawer nearest to the microwave. His envelopes were showing signs of wear and tear now, and the scribbled pen on each and every one of them was smeared. But they needed to be ready. 

People needed to know why. And no matter how much Peter tried to think back to his old coping mechanisms, his mind returned back to the same thought: his reason for living had always been Stefan. It didn't matter how often they fought, it didn't matter how often Stefan's cries ofI hate you met Peter's ears, and it didn't matter how many of Stefan's psychotic episodes left him hardly even knowing who his father was. Each and every time, they had pulled through. They made up. Stefan got better, and Peter regained his place in his life and they stabilized. 

For four months, Peter came home to an empty house. For four months, he sat in silence. The frosties in the kitchen went uneaten. The computer went unused. Stefan's bedroom went untouched. Logic and reasoning went unused each and every single time that Peter had instinctively called Stefan's name or saw his own shadow out of the corner of his eye. 

The only thing that had been used whatsoever was the whiskey. It had started as a way to quell his own emotions the first few nights, but it slowly but surely became more. Just one more shot. Just one more sip. Just one night less of sleep and one more minute of picturing Stefan's body on the medical examiner's table. 

(Dr. Haynes had spoken more than once about Stefan's genetic predisposition to mental illness, and though he would never admit it, Peter highly doubted that his late wife had ever not had her head on straight even once in her life -- he knew exactly which of them Dr. Haynes believed had hidden issues.)

But tonight, he was done. Peter had waited for the review. Maybe it was his last idea of a decent memorial for Stefan, or his own last little reason to keep going. 

" --it's just abrupt and jarring... and unnecessary--"

Peter downed the remainder of his whiskey in one gulp, and left the glass sitting on the kitchen counter. 

The phone was ringing now. He left it on the receiver. 

"Peter, this is Rebekah Haynes... I'm sorry for getting back to you so late... I just wanted to call, and see how you're doing... you know the number. Just call me back when you're available." 

Dr. Haynes would have her own note with her own answers. She wasn't his enemy here. 

Peter found himself standing in front of his study door, just as he had so many times before. He had seen Stefan standing outside of his study enough times that there were times when he could simply hear a creak while working, and say, " Stefan, stop doing that ." and only hear the pitter-patter of a little boy's shoes as he hurried away. 

His hands shook as he unlocked the door, opening it to a dark room. Peter approached the safe beneath his desk, and though the letters and numbers swam in his intoxicated vision, he entered the code and stared at the shelves inside; his wife's urn was small -- he had given half of her ashes to her parents -- and lying up against it was the old knitted rabbit that he had taken from Stefan too long ago. 

Peter held the rabbit in his hands, running his thumb over the sewn eyes and its well-loved ears. In his opposite hand, he grabbed his old photo album, and closed the safe behind him as he left his study. 

The photo album was dated. Old photographs from his wedding, which he'd thought was the happiest day of his life until Stefan's premature birth, were followed by photographs of a toddler poking his head over the bars of a crib. Their old family photos soon followed -- a picnic from when Stefan was four years old. Following this was old school photos, and an old photograph of Stefan from just before he had left Sixth Form. 

"The past is immutable, Stefan, " On one of the many occasions that Peter had his ear pressed to Dr. Haynes' office door, he had heard those words. "No matter how painful it is, we can’t change things. We can’t choose differently with hindsight. We all have to learn to accept that. " 

One could say that Peter had accepted that. Each night, in his drunken state, he mulled over every single argument and every single verbal lashing that he and Stefan had ever given each other, wondering which of them had driven his son to a point where he was willing to take LSD with his batshit coworker and which of them had driven him over the literal edge. 

He hadn't accepted Stefan's death. But he had accepted what he was going to do next. 

He made his choice. 

Peter had cleaned the glass in the house, just as a nicety for whoever would find him later. He had made his bed and left Stefan's room alone with its door closed. He had cleaned and wiped down the lavatories, and thrown out each of the pills that were expired and emptied the refrigerator of most of its perishable food. His will was folded neatly in an envelope, stacked beneath all of the other addressed envelopes on the counter. 

The floor was comfortable, but Peter's body was numb. Stefan's urn, the rabbit, and the photo album were his only company. The letters were ready, the house was ready, and the acetaminophen was ready. 

He made his choice. 

When Peter fell asleep, he laid on the kitchen floor, and kept his half-lidded eyes on the old family photograph, remembering how happy they had been. If he could make a moment last forever, then he would still have the only two people he had ever loved by his side. They would lie down in the dewy grass and watch the clouds passing, enjoying the warm breeze surrounding them and the sounds of birds chirping in the trees above them. There would be no pain, no grief, and no fighting. 

The past was immutable, and so was Peter’s decision.

#black mirror bandersnatch #bandersnatch #fanfic #oneshot #black mirror oneshot #cw suicide depiction #cw character death #cw grief #cw alcoholism

[lem0nsheadz]

GET TO KNOW YOUR WRITING PARTNER   🤍  

knowing your writing partners can potentially make writing together a lot easier. repost, don’t reblog.

NAME: n PRONOUNS: she/they PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: I use tumblr IM a lot, but for anything beyond basic plotting hit me up for my discord handle, I love to scream about our babies. EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG: 20 + at this point. started on a live site called The Place, then IMs, then a javascript based room where you had to write novel length replies in >1 hour, then forums, then tumblr + discord. it’s been a wild journey + I keep waiting for the next step. it’s gonna be vr chat I know it - you know it - we’re just lying to ourselves. BEST EXPERIENCE: I said this on a previous one, but it’s still my answer so consider this a repeat  --  just being surrounded by creative + passionate people. it’s so inspiring reading people’s threads, watching intercharacter relationships build.  I love getting to lurk in the little worlds each of you have created. otherwise just the sort of connections I’ve made over the years, my most long lasting friendships are from the rpc. RP PET PEEVES: the recent OC hate has me back on my 🗡️🗡️🗡️ with certain sections of the rpc, but beyond that face chasing still weirds me out. also people who expect me to list out everything about myself or they default me as white / abled / etc. stop that. some of us are just private people who don’t want to share that kind of info. MUSE PREFERENCES FOR ANGST / FLUFF / SMUT:  psychosis??? madness? horror?  I am an eldritch lover so any time I get to Make Shit Weird ™ I’m over the moon, but I think variety is the spice of life so I want a bit of everything PLOTS OR MEMES: I definitely love plots + making long reaching ideas for our characters, but with Lemon especially memes are just a blast. I don’t know what she’s going to do  --  you don’t  know what she’s going to do + we both get to be horrified by whatever she decides on together. LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: I am notorious for having verbositis  --   making even short replies spiral out of control at a moments notice. but Lemon is one of the few characters I have who can tone it down a little, keeping her at a 2-4 paragraph average which is a nice change compared to Luke who is just ... way too up in his own head. BEST TIME TO WRITE:  any time? I have a baffling sleep schedule so it’s more based on when I slept + how long I’ve been awake. my secret super power is only needing 4 hours of sleep so I end up with a lot of free time. ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE: oh god no. not Lemon anyway. Lemon was birthed in my psych classes in college.  I do have a bit more in common with Luke @desanguined​ but even he is a bit alien. I don’t tend to write characters like me as I write to explore other mindsets, the more different from my own the better.

TAGGED BY:   @kindafked​ ( thanks beeb 🖤🖤🖤 )

TAGGING:   I’ve seen this around a lot, so if you haven’t done it yet I’m tagging you!

#🍋 ━━ POMELO. out of character. #🍋 ━━ POMELO. selfish. #🍋 ━━ POMELO. dash meme.

[dulcieseptimus]

okay, harrow the ninth thoughts incoming. 

i’ve said it 10,000 different ways already to any one who will listen but. I love harrow SO MUCH. i love gideon, too (and didn’t realize how much i missed her until she finally popped back up nine months late with starbucks to yell at me for not lifting weights), but harrow has wormed her way into a special place in my heart like no character has before. I won’t bore any one with stories about my bouts with teenage psychosis but watching harrow, alone, struggling with her hallucinations and suicide ideation and GRIEF that she doesn’t even understand where it comes from...the parts of this book that made me cry the hardest were for her. I love her like the daughter I’ll never have. she is poor little meow meow defined. I really enjoyed the dungeon trawler puzzles of gtn, but harrow the ninth finally gave me what I wanted from this series!! the in depth magical theory! THE DREAM HOPPING!!! religious references! moral quandaries! dyke drama! I loved the perspective changes and a look into all these alternate realities, and that we finally got a better look at some of the other schools of necromancy also I LOVE that this book gave us the opportunity to really get to know some of the b cast. it really highlighted the tragedy of the first book. like, abigail pent...what a waste!!!!!!!! I have lots of ortus thoughts but I think that’ll get its own post i also have LOTS of dulcie and cytherea thoughts, again (another post is being drafted as we speak), and i was so pleasantly surprised we finally got to meet the real dulcinea. she is so much more delightful and weird and spiteful and yet her and cytherea are so much alike and they’ll never know it!!! god i love her. manic pixie nightmare girl. this time i was more along for the ride than trying to figure out what the hell was going on behind the scenes, but i am proud of myself for figuring out pretty early one what was going on with cytherea and gideon-original-flavor. although by the time we got to THAT reveal i had totally forgotten about it because so much shit had happened!!! i also figured that the body was A.L. pretty early on because, well, who else could hold that much power over a necromancer than their cavalier? still lots of mystery there especially now that harrow has ? taken her place ? not to mention all the comments from mercy and augustine calling her a monster and terrifying speaking of them--loved the lyctors, loved how perfectly awful they were. as before, my only complaint is I really, really, really, really hate all the meme references. sorry. i think they were fine in places but especially during the last half the book it just completely brought me out of serious scenes. it really does come across less as a natural part of character speech and more like the book is scared of being ‘too serious.’ like there are other genuinely comedic scenes (john trying to give harrow the Talk, for one) that you don’t have to add an internet meme reference to get a laugh out of the audience. that being said. wow. what a fun, exciting, soul rending piece of sci-fi literature that at its heart is really about death and grief and the indomitable tenacity of the human spirit.

I still don’t know how I feel about the ending but I’m withholding judgment until I can read Nona (which yes, is already preordered lol). now I still have to read through the BOE brief and Judith’s letters, and then the short story about Pal and Camilla’s teenage hijinks. I’m debating whether or not to read the sneak peak for Nona but I think I’d rather wait until I can read it all at once.

#harrowposting #harrow the ninth

[kana-muchi-midori]

Whoops, how did he die in this AU? iirc you said middy started drinking after masa died

ohhhhhh

So… the lore has changed 🙃

TW: Domestic violence, rape, and a suicide attempt.

So Middy finds Short Bitch somehow and she remarries him and introduces him to Hanako and Akira, who are toddlers atm. (Keep in mind I’m still figuring lore out for the AU so things are a bit choppy)

However, even with a two and four year old tagged along, Short Bitch still abuses the crap out of Middy.

He drags her along to several circuses before eventually settling down in a suburban.

Have you’ve seen that one official artwork me on my side blog and @g0rechan rb’d of Masa mutilating what looks like an adult Midori? I’ll rb it after this post but it really intrigued me, so I HC that Middy was secretly trying to escape Masa to build a better life for her and her children. She auditions as an actor for a new upcoming movie and ALMOST gets the role… until Masa finds out and yeah… you can see what happens next. Poor Middy.

Once Midori is a full on human pretzel now, Masa does the thang and then Sakura gets conceived. Yyyayyyyyy /S

Where Hanako and Akira were idk.

So once Middy is preggers for like the millionth time is when her and Masa settle down in a normal home.

So the thing is that Masa is not only a horrible husband, he is a even more horrible step-father.

He’s the kind of dad that thinks being a family man means going to work, bringing home enough money to put food on the table, rinse and repeat. He does literally NOTHING to help Middy raise her kids smh. You know those memes of the dads at restaurants thinking about how relaxing it is and wondering why their wives won’t enjoy it meanwhile the wives are being nagged by eight million kids? Yeah, that’s Masa’s parenting skills.

He was the exact opposite of a gentle parent. He was so harsh towards H and A. When Middy disciplined her kiddos, she explained to them why it was wrong and talked it out with them, a serious punishment would only be if the kids kept repeating the same actions no matter what or if they committed straight up crimes. Masa just went to literally beating the crap out of them. Like god damn little dude your oldest is not even five 😭😭😭

Kind of a funny HC but I imagine when Masa was too lazy to deal with the kids under his watch, he’d shove them in a bottle and then continue on with his day lmao.

Middy, heavily pregnant with a magic child and extremely hormonal, was finding Masa’s treatment towards the kids getting out of hand. She tried to maturely talk it out with him, thinking that maybe he’ll understand.

Omggggg Masa was so dramatic during that argument. “wELL I dOn’T kNoW wHy yOu’Re mAkInG sUcH a biG dEaL oUt oF tHiS–yOu kNoW wHaT FINE. I’M NEVER GONNA HELP U TAKE CARE OF THEM AGAIN YOU KNOW WHAT IM NEVER GONNA SEE THEM AGAIN.”

Like damn bitch you know smths up when a literal 18 year old with severe trauma is better at raising kids and arguing then like a 50 smth year old.

He then proceeded to use black magic on her to make her hallucinate her body twisting and mutilating and then see fetus Sakura burst out her belly and mutilate too.

H and A–guessing by how much cash Masa made with his magic performance–I’m going to assume they had a nanny. The nanny and kids come in wondering wtf just happened and Masa’s just like “I’m going away for a while. Goodbye.” Then… yeah. He never come back.

Midori is literally days away from giving birth now and with her husband missing and her having no job, things are difficult to manage with being able to afford the house and the nanny and the two soon-to-be three kids Midori full on goes on a psychosis episode. I would go as far as to say it was worse then her behavior in the end of the movie. Middy goes out one night to attempt suicide but survives.

I have no idea what to write next in the story but I’ll update ya once I get the ideas. As for where Masa goes? Well god knows. Either doing the same shit with some other little girl in some other country, dead, or maybe he’s playing with his demon friends in hell /j.

#I hope this made you hate Masa even more because it sure did for me #Shoujo tsubaki #shoujo tsubaki fankiddies #tokkuriji hanako #Akira hanamura #Wonder sakura