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thatkinkyautistic · 21 days
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Fluttershy stimboard
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mental-illustration · 15 days
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Alter meme redraw! ^^
Little devil is Moxie - It/Its
And flower dress girl is Mue - They/She
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Meme reference image & old drawing under cut!
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(@facadesinternalveil @fading-bisexual-queen-milkshake @bloodsweatandpotato)
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our-inspire-verse · 4 months
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Workin on a possible idea for fronting markers for each of us! Wearing this to work (with changed out pics of course) and answering questions about it differently each time. Only real ones will get it. Its my alters.
I actually have several coworkers who would benefit from and use this if i used it. Gonna start setting trends in 2024.
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hi! i’m moon and i’m a system! 🌙🪻🫐✨
body is 19, any pronouns
genderfluid aroace lesbian
mostly a vent/personal blog
DNI: syscourse, fake claimers, disorder cringe, proship, right wing/centrists/liberals, transphobes/terfs/swerfs, radfem, misogynists, transmed, racists/antisemites/facists, zionists/pro-isreal/anti-palistine
here’s our blog! mains are: @saltiecattoz / @sonicattos and sonic fictive blog is @ulti-life-system
main alters:
🌈sylvia (any pronouns)- cohost. infodumper, silly
🍄bonnie- cohost, non-verbal, paranoid schizotypal, cognitive issues (reading, writing, speech, etc)
[🌈🍄 are the hosts for the body (moon)]
🐱cat (they/them)- system manager and psychologist, often socializes for me, autistic ocd and adhd
🌌luna (she/it)- co-manager, first split, trans girl, autistic, adhd, cognitively impaired, bpd
🐑🗝️bloom (any) and gloom (she/her) (both 6) baby creature and their protector who happens to be a gatekeeper. mute and semi verbal, both austistic. they are a unit do not separate.
🫐robin- has the stronger ability to draw/write and other art stuff. non-verbal. cognitively impaired
🧸button- common social fronter who talks for me. autistic, comic relief
🕊️meadow (she/they)- system caretaker (mom) trans woman, selective mutism
// less frequent fronters: //
☀️pringle (14) (he/she)- memory holder and edgy teen. autistic, semi-verbal, bpd, psychotic
💻webbot (25) (she/it)- robot alter (imac gen 3). helps me with computers, mute, autistic
🧤mittens (18) (he/she)- amity introject, autistic, bpd, selective mutism, cognitively impaired
🔮auzura (18) (any pronouns)- luz introject, autistic, ocd, adhd
🌿willow (18) (she/her)- willow toh introject, autistic, bpd
🦴wawa (it/that)- CREATURE!! non-verbal, autsm
🐶puddle dust (17) (he/they)- not much known but they’re autistic and a trans dude (male?)
the rest are just sonic fictives/introjects, they’re apart of a sub-system
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illness (specifics): •medically diagnosed— autism, adhd, depression, anxiety, autoimmune hepatitis, hashimotos
•therepist diagnosed (not on medical file)— ptsd, did
•self diagnosed— bpd, ppd, schizotypal-pd,
lables: intersex, lesbian (tertiary attraction), aroace (no microlables fit but i’m not completely romance/sex repulsed), non-binary, genderfluid/multigender, transmasc,
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screamingsouls · 2 years
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My therapist and I were discussing my alters, and I mentioned that when I was 16 AHS was my comfort show when I was a teenager, this was basically the following convo:
Therapist: "American Horror Story, a show about violence and murder was your comfort show?"
Me: 😁 "Yup, and I accidentally absorbed the personality of one of the characters cause I was unaware that kind of thing could happen and I was obsessed."
Therapist: "..."
Me, speaking with the same vibe as one would talk about the weather: "Looking back it probably wasn't the best idea, considering that I have all sorts of issues mentally and it seems to have done more harm than good."
My Therapist: "Yeah, probably wasn't a good idea."
Me: "Doesn't help that the character lost her son to a violent death and ended up killing the whole camp full children. So now I have issues thinking that I lost a child and have serious depression regarding it!"
Therapist: *makes note to discuss this further at another session*
Therapist: "Let's wrap it up for today, and I'm just gonna go ahead and make sure you have appointments through the next two months."
Me: 😁
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onyxartblog · 1 year
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insipid-drivel · 1 year
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Awesome Things My Alters Do For Me On A Regular Basis
It’s time for some DID/OSDD positivity! To any systems, teams, groups, plurals, and so on reading this, I salute you. All of you. Every one of you, even if there are lots sharing the same body. If you’re not out yet or this isn’t a place where you feel comfortable being out, I send you a discrete nod and carry on. My mom is Southern, so she dubs us, “The All Y’all”.
I finally got my diagnosis formally rubber-stamped and registered into my state’s disability care system, and I’ve really felt good about it. Doing some intense work into it, I probably developed DID/OSDD around 6 years old, but I honestly remember noticing tells going on since I was young enough to remember anything at all. It took me about 2 years of focusing on it to learn how to get us all able to communicate and “switch” (change who’s in front) without episodes of amnesia or a sense of loss of control for me.
I didn’t actually know they were alters until a few years ago. I thought I just had a wild imagination and I got to know them by writing novels where they were the main characters. Since I’ve opened my life up to letting my alters (which is the term I prefer to use) help me more directly and frequently, they’ve managed to do the following:
-Alex figured out how to use sleepwalking to sleep-study internal medicine and first aid. He is now capable of making sure I remember to take my meds on time nightly. I require no alarms.
-Cassandra learned how to temporarily block or reduce pain, especially in times of serious crisis. I twisted my ankle while I was alone outside in a storm a few weeks ago and she and Alex teamed up to get me back inside, safe, and dry with a perfectly-wrapped ankle, ice, and crutches.
-Sal does my entire self-care/beauty routine for me, including manicures. By insisting on manicuring my fingers regularly, I no longer have issues with chewing my fingernails when I’m nervous or uncomfortable.
-Marchosias rigged a remote light signal system for my private safe-space to indicate whether I needed help, was sleeping, needed solitude, or felt like talking. I can change the light using an app on my tablet without having to leave my safe space at all.
-Odd is painting my bedroom with acrylic paint flowers, butterflies, and favorite poems of mine to decorate.
-Sal worked with me in the cognitive therapy department so well I got the green-light from my psychiatrist to go off of my antidepressants and have been doing better than when I was taking them.
-Aever figured out how to hack into my peripheral nervous system to shut off the fight-or-flight panic response, stop hot flashes, and built internal safe spaces in my imagination I can go to during a flashback or panic attack.
-Sal is able to talk me through an emotional flare-up when I don’t realize I’ve been triggered by walking me back into what a trigger’s base trauma is in order to halt episodes of spiraling. If it’s a flashback to an abuser, he calls in Cassandra to help.
-Cassandra is able to “get between” me and a flashback and shatter it like glass if it’s bad, especially if it’s a flashback from a time when I was very young.
-Sal and Marchosias (both demonic) rescued me from a bout of lucid dreaming/sleep paralysis; Sal by dragging me out of it and waking me up, and Marchosias by attacking the night terror so it wouldn’t continue to drive panic and trauma when I woke up.
-Alex can eat cheese without giving me an upset stomach because I’m both lactose intolerant and have IBS. None of us know how he did it, but he’s promised to use his command over lactose for good.
-Odd has a near-photographic memory if I misplace something. The caveat is that he gets to call me an idiot if it takes me too long to just ask him if he remembers where the thing I misplaced is.
-For some reason, stray cats love Sal. If he’s walking around outside in front, at least one cat will appear out of the woods yelling for attention. My neighbor and friend wound up adopting Sal’s fanclub and now they’re all vaccinated, healthy, and happy.
-For an equally unknown reason, stray dogs love Alex and react to the same way as the cats love and react to Sal. The two wound up adopting a stray dog and cat that are now co-parenting our 6-month-old puppy and the three are absolutely inseparable. We wound up rehabilitating a badly abused barn cat with PTSD and said kitty is overjoyed with his new forever-home and family.
-The entire group have learned how to type and are capable of writing for me and talking to people over text live and in real time. They love talking and answering questions.
-Marchosias verbally abused and harassed Starz Entertainment over a misleading ad so intensely they wound up taking the ad down after I commented on the number of ways it was exploiting viewers and explained how casinos and ad executives use things like dark patterns and fake countdown timers to encourage addictive behaviors for a profit. Before they did anything, Starz decided to just send wannabe facebook trolls on their payroll to verbally attack me and tell me to kill myself.
-Starz sent 3 different social media experts to personally attack and bully me into shutting up. After 36 hours of middle-aged “social media engineers” ragequitting without bothering to encrypt the very facebook profiles that they attacked me from, Marchosias doxxed all 3 of them and each was forced to start new facebook accounts because they didn’t bother securing their facebook profiles before attacking me and used their actual personal facebook profiles to do it without making any of their photos or information private.
-One asshole woman’s nephew commented, “This is why nobody talks to you at Thanksgiving, Carol.” We laughed for days.
-After all of that effort and my astonished appreciation, I discovered Marchosias fucks like a priapic rabbit during the final hours of Pompeii.
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midnightcrisisstuff · 4 months
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actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.
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I did some face claim collages of my alters! At least two are still undone - child alter Leo and Felix.
First me, Lenni the host. I do identify with our body too. Ageslider but mostly an adult. Basically always fronting. Nonbinary trans man, bi gay, aroace spec
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Alex, teen alter (14-17?) and former projector. Originally partly an introject of Nico di Angelo. Likes art, cryptids/monsters, horror and alt stuff. Lenni's brother. Trans man and gay aroace
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Henry, ANP and system dad. Late 20s/early 30s. Created to take care of responsibilies. Unfortunately rarely fronts. Likes cooking.
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Amanda, social alter and caregiver/system mum. Late 20s/early 30s. Interested in painting.
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Damien, protector and ASPD symptom holder. Late 20s. Gay sadist. Aromantic and aplatonic.
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Sergey/Loki. Introject of myth Loki and later Sergey Razumovsky. Lenni's boyfriend.
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rustybutterknife · 4 months
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Microdosing polyamory by dating a system
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wemakeourownhope · 7 months
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An excerpt from today’s episode of ELIZA: the “Oh! I have DID?” season…
My plan was to come back to Tumblr, but really let « Éliza » come back, really (as herself, so to speak), thus my new francophone Tumblr I created yesterday.
And then…
Today, I (think?) I was basically “told” about how we…actually I’m still not sure how to say it quite yet, I guess…
What I know, is that I was brought to re-contextualise a part of one of my fanfic stories (LSAYA, or in full, “Loving Someone as You Are”). A specific section, but really the section shows a way I discussed a theme (a dynamic between 2 characters too, really) which I’m now thinking/realising(?) was 100% due to who I/we even am/are, as opposed to just some sort of “oh, wouldn’t it be interesting to write of these characters this way?”
Here’s the section that I was brought to re-contextualise:
 Sam awoke the next morning and knew – felt – immediately that something was off. She needed to get ready for work, but she also wanted to get to the bottom of what this feeling was. She began laying out her clothes and otherwise getting ready when a thought occurred to her… She brought a couple fingers to her lips, holding them in place on her lips for a few moments, before bringing them to her nose to smell. What she smelled, well, it definitely wasn’t her and it wasn’t even Liv…she thought for but a second more over what this could mean, before she quickly sat down and stormed into her and Reign’s shared mindscape, with such ferocity, the place seemed to shake. As soon as she found Reign, Reign began pleading with Sam. “Samantha, please calm down! You’ll make the place collapse!” “No. Now you listen here, Rei! I told you, you could date under one condition! I would ask if you remembered it except after last night you obviously don’t!” Reign’s expression turned forlorn at that, as she finally clued into what all this was about. “Oh.” “Yeah, ‘oh.’” Sam paused before continuing on.“Look, we’ve had our issues, but I thought we’d basically figured out this whole sharing a body thing. But this is not going to work if you pull things like this! It’s weird enough that I’m with Liv and you’re with Iggy and yet you and I share a body, but I can move past that as long as you don’t force me to feel it each time you’re intimate with her! At this point, Reign was beginning to curl inward some.“Look, Samantha. I’m sorry. We did get a bit carried away. I’m sorry. I really didn’t even know we were going to kiss as we did. I know – I should have cleaned up when we got home. I’m sorry.” She said all this while her breathing began to get heavier and heavier. While Reign spoke, Sam was calming down, and recognised the effect of her yelling on her mindmate. She sighed and moved towards Reign. “Sorry, Rei. I didn’t mean to get so loud and angry. This is just…I don’t know a whole new dimension for us to navigate that we haven’t really had to yet…Truth be told,” she looked up sadly at Reign, “it kind of brings up scary feelings about not feeling like I have control over my own body, that I haven’t really had since I first learned of your presence.” 
The “thing” that was happening to me that triggered this re-contextualisation was that while Éliza was fronting it became clear that the water glass we had been drinking from would do no longer.
At this point we have now switched to our Dalek mug and it’s much better.
I began trying to see if others have had such a “thing”/un truc happen with their various alters too, and found some folks talking about different alters having different tastes food-wise (spicy/not spicy, for example) which actually happened today too, as it seems now that Éliza doesn’t like (at all, it really seems, too) the oatmeal I used to eat quite often and had for breakfast today, too.
But the water “thing” seems separate, maybe…?
Any others with DID have any thoughts on any of this?
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wasyago · 19 days
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r-recks etho prosthetics map......... he's just a normal guy, as i said haha [sweats]
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our-inspire-verse · 1 year
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That moment when you look innerworld at your two host-mates and just. Feel so so grateful to be able to have them... /romantic
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kuravix · 2 months
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Traumatised curlybrows on a date with their sword nerds 💜
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onyxartblog · 1 year
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Nina in Nightwing’s YJ outfit
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