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autobot2001 · 5 months

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Transformers One-shots 11/12/23- 11/18/23

Author; Autobot2001 Genre; Fandiction Fandom; Transformers

G1 | Soundwave's Family Rating; E Pairing; Soundwave & the cassettes, Soundwave X Cybertronian femme reader Description; Description: an AU or pre-war backstory when the cassettes are Soundwave's adopted kids, and Soundwave meets (Y/D).

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C | Hot Rod X Human Femme Reader: Love on Halloween Rating: E Warnings: None Paring: Hot Rod X human femme reader Description: Halloween night is fun for (Y/N) and Hot Rod and a night of confessions.

Links; Ao3 | FFFN | Wattpad

TFP| Ultra Magnus: Hidden Injury From Battle Rating: E Warnings: None Pairings: None Description: Ultra Magnus sustained more than an injured servo during his battle with Prediking,

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TFP | Ironhide X Ratchet: Change of Heart Rating: T Warning: talk of Abortion and suicide. Pairing: Ironhide X Ratchet Description: Arcee cheats on Ironhide while he's sparked. After finding Ironhide about to end his life, Ratchet helps him right through to delivery. Ironhide's labor is long, and delivery is challenging.

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punk-and-anxious · 2 years

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Having PTSD and having the realization that no, no matter how hard you try, someone who doesn't have it, won't understand what it feels like, not fully at least

I haven't had an attack in maybe more than a year, not a full one atleast

And now I'm once again stuck in a room fearing for my life because the person is breathing a bit too heavy after drinking and

I'm back

Im once again that little kid

And at the same time I'm not

I KNOW the person has changed and they haven't hurt me since I was fucking 9. But because I once lived through it, now my brain just connects them breathing a little too heavy and the hurt

They weren't even the one that caused most of my PTSD

They were the NICE parent

I KNOW

I'm not back there

I know that

I know them

But the survival instinct kicks in and I need to hide

To go to the nearest corner and hope I'm not seen

I'm not the same person as I was back then, I'm stonger

But

I can't trust the safety

Not anymore

No

No movie will ever be able to show how it feels if they already haven't felt it

The pure fear

And the knowledge and logic SCREAMING that I'm fine, and won't be hurt

But

They're drunk and pacing

And I'm back in my childhood room

Hoping I'm not found

Hoping my brother isn't found

Hoping it'll all go away

But it never did

And never will

Because the pacing is coming closer to the door at random and I need to stop breathing so I won't be heard

#ptsd vent #ptsd tw #ptsd attack #tw: ptsd #cw: ptsd #childhood ptsd #vent #its been so long since the last attck since i live with the NICE parent

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anonymous-depressed-figure · 2 years

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Just accidentally found the clearest and by far most painful memory I have. Thinking about the time frame I couldn’t have been more than four. This is actually the most physically and mentally painful thing I have ever been through by far and I was fucking four years old

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inkskinned · 7 months

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hey btw if you're in the USA at 2:20 p.m. ET on Wednesday, Oct. 4, they're testing the emergency broadcast system. your phone is probably going to make a really loud noise, even if it's on silent. there's a backup date on the 11th if they need to postpone it.

if you're not in a safe situation and have an extra phone, you should turn that phone completely off beforehand.

additionally, if you're like me, and are easily startled; i recommend treating it like a party. have a countdown or something. be surrounded by your loved ones. take the actions you personally need to take to make yourself safe.

i have already seen mockery towards any person who feels nervous about this. for the record, it completely, completely valid to have "emergency broadcast sounds" be an anxiety trigger. do not let other people make fun of you for that. emergency sounds are legitimately engineered to make us take action; those of us with high levels of anxiety and/or neurodivergence are already pre-disposed to have a Bad Time. sometimes it is best to acknowledge that the situation will be triggering for some, and to prepare for that; rather than just saying "well that's stupid, it's just a test."

"loud scary sound time" isn't like, my favorite thing, but we can at least try to prevent some additional anxiety by preparing for it. maybe get yourself a cake? noise cancelling headphones? the new hozier album? whatever helps. love u, hope you're okay. we are gonna ride it out together.

#watching ppl go from being like ''support neurodivergent ppl~~!"#to being like ''if this is going to give u a panic attack ur fuckken stupid''#like..... gets me #yeah man. i know im going to be triggered by it . in the old fashioned term. it is GOING to give me a panic attack. it's pretty much certai #and i shouldn't have to tell u about what i have survived for you to be okay with that.#you can just trust that i ALSO don't want me to react to it. i'm not gonna be having a FUN time.#dismissing that bc you think it's stupid.... like is the whole problem.#these sounds are workshopped by entire teams of people to get you to pay attention and move quickly.#they arent meant to be fun and exciting.#OBVIOUSLY it's gonna set ppl off.#but yeah there's something so fuckken demeaning about ppl being like. well that trigger isn't valid bc u haven't undergone X #dude i have ptsd bc i was abused as a child. like plain and simple. the fact im 30 and afraid of the dark tells you how bad it was.#i shouldn't have to ask u for permission to be mentally ill.#the reason it's a fucking disorder and not a fucking choice is that I DO NOT CONTROL IT.#like how is it any different from when ppl are like ''oh public speaking isn't that scary'' like FOR YOU #for YOU this isn't scary. now if i could fucking eat my own amygdala...

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sleptting · 1 year

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Ok but I gotta say this but

#the scout camp like one of the leaders #uhm #ptsd attack

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rae0fsunsh1ne · 1 year

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Unprompted ptsd attack in the middle of the night when trying to sleep? Sure why not, add it to the pile of garbage that is my life

#personal #ptsd #ptsd attack

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emilybeemartin · 3 months

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Boromir Lives AU: Panic! At the Ballroom

Got some new soup for you.

CW! PTSD, panic attack, crowds, physical violence, blood, smoking

It's, uh, less cute soup than some of the others.

The last panel is a nod to when I was having regular panic attacks a few years ago, and the only thing that helped was lying on the floor, the colder and harder the better. At night I would lie in bed and feel like I was drowning in the blankets, until finally I'd move to the bare floor, sometimes with weight on my back, until I eventually fell asleep.

Anyway! Surprisingly this actually came from a very happy and lovely fic in which Boromir has a delightful time; in writing a crowd scene, though, I figured having spent 40+ years training to die in battle, he'd never shake the PTSD. It's okay, Aragorn can spot it coming a mile away. Hard to prep for a crushed windpipe delivered by 250 pounds of war trauma, though. Happy Thursday!

Boromir Lives: Helm's Deep

Boromir Lives: Whump-Time After Pelennor

Boromir Lives: GO TO SLEEP

Boromir Lives: Aragorn's Coronation

Boromir Lives: Faramir and Eowyn's Wedding

Boromir Lives: It's a BABY

Boromir Lives: High Uncle of the White Tower

Boromir Lives: We Didn't Have a Choice

Boromir Lives: The Haircuts

#boromir lives #boromir #aragorn #lord of the rings #tolkien #cw ptsd #cw panic attack #cw violence #cw smoking

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atlas-and-the-time · 1 year

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The greater grief

#my art #art #digital art #illustration #aot #snk #eruri #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #levi #erwin smith #erwin x levi #the amount of time i spent on this deeply regretting my life choices #you’ll never catch me doing backgrounds again #not that this is THAT complex but i suffer severe ptsd from my set design exam the nightstand was a nightmare #anyway the title is from tsoa because why not #and perhaps it is the greater grief after all to be left on earth when another is gone #the post midnight sun depression still hits hard

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royalarchivist · 1 month

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[After they talk about Pac's debt to the Pancake Mafia, and Pac warns her about Sir Reaper]

Bagi: I think you're the one that needs to be careful, because soon you might lose your other leg.

Pac: N-no! NO! Please don't! Stop- stop! STOP TALKING LIKE YOUR BROTHER!

Bagi: [Laughs]

Pac: I'll pay you– I'm going to pay you!

I want to give a MASSIVE thank you to @wasabi-ribs, who was kind enough to check my translations and help me with the parts I missed (and also reviewed the final subtitled video)!

[ Transcript continued ↓ ]

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Bagi: Pac, pay the rent!

Pac: I'm going to pay! Hey- I'm going to pay right this second, the money that I owe you, and... and I'm- I'm serious! And look, if you want- if you have more money... If I pay your 4,500, will you lend me 4,500? No, then I'll actually drown in fees. [Laughs]

Bagi: [Laughs] I'll lend you, I'll lend you

Pac: No, not really Bagi. You've got those red eyes– I'm scared, Bagi. I don't know– I don't know what happened, actually it's an eye infection, I know– But something tells me it's not just an eye infection, that it's also some other things, you know? Like, um... y'know, right? [He fumbles again] Oh God wait, your brother– when he had those red eyes he would also turn evil. Nonononono– I'll pay you, ok? Where's the waystone? It's here, it's here, it's here– I'll pay you, ok? I'll pay the 4,500- we're gonna–

Bagi: I'll be waiting.

Pac: No no, oh- just– Just let me walk, my God, I love walking– OH, WALKING IS SO GOOD – [Pac teleports] I'll pay her.

[Bagi follows him moments after]

Pac: [Pac mumbles to himself as he begins transferring money to Bagi] 4,500... I need to pay her 4,500...

Bagi: [Sneaks up on him] Oh, perfect!

Pac: [SCREAMS]

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ianitegal56 · 4 months

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I saw Godzilla Minus One and he is quite literally one of god's silliest showa scientists

#godzilla #godzilla minus one #godzilla minus 1 #HES'S SO PRECIOUS FOR THIS FILM #Koichi and Noriko are also friendship to couple goals #fuck realistic panic attacks #we're here for realistic PTSD attacks #like fuck this movie did such a good job of talking about post war emotions #I'm sorry I like movies talking about post war shit #the Toku brain continues #I could probably write a lot about this movie but #Koichi deserves all of the hugs #insane how his actor was the child form of the overlord in Agito #noda kenji

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bl0w-m3 · 1 year

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People will tell you “trust me, I’m not going anywhere” and then two days later never speak to you again with no explanation. Abandonment doesn’t even phase me anymore. Everyone else left why wouldn’t you.

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wynnyfryd · 6 months

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Trailer Park Steve AU part 7

part 1 | part 6 | chapter 1 on ao3

cw: panic attack, ptsd flashback to minor character death, graphic depictions of… food? lol

Dinner is exactly as chaotic as Steve expected it to be. He and Claudia take opposite end seats with a glass of red wine each, and the kids take the middle and start acting like a pack of caffeinated raccoons: talking over each other, scraping forks against plates, stretching their entire upper bodies across the table and dragging their sleeves through the side dishes instead of just asking someone to pass them the butter; Steve’s starting to wonder if any of these kids have ever eaten at a table before, or if they maybe just wandered in from the surrounding woods. Feral asses.

When they do start asking for things, he regrets wishing they would, because Lucas goes “Erica, can you pass me the salt?” and Erica sneers “I don’t know, can I?” and Mike jabs “Whatever; nobody says ‘may’ anymore, you dork” and Claudia gasps “Michael!” and it all escalates from there until Dustin tries to catapult lasagna off the end of his fork and hits Steve in the side of the head with a glob of warm cheese.

Silence falls around the room.

The cheese plops onto his plate.

“Sh-ii-it,” Dustin breathes, face stuck in wide-eyed shock.

Steve gives Claudia an imploring look.

“Why don’t we clear the table for dessert?”

The commotion starts up again in double time, everyone scrambling to clean up and clear the room before Steve starts bitching about them messing up his hair (and his plate, and his clothes, because the cheese splash sent a spray of little tomato sauce droplets splattering all over him, and isn’t that just perfect; he’s gonna have to hand-scrub the stain out of his khakis), so it’s just him and Dustin left when Dustin’s elbow catches and tips over his wine.

The liquid spills onto his plate: dark, and red, oozing into the uneaten scraps of sauce and cheese and pasta to form a viscous, fleshy sludge. Red like his dad’s office, like his father’s mangled thigh, and it’s just food it’s just food it’s not blood it’s not blood but he can’t fucking breathe, can’t hearing anything beyond the wet, gasping sounds his dad made the night he died, and then he realizes that he’s making them, mouth moving fruitlessly around air that won’t pass, trapped in the bottleneck of his choked-off windpipe.

“Steve?” Dustin asks, and his voice sounds far away. “Shit, shit, Steve! Can you hear me? Are you choking? I know the Heimlich, just- just hold on!”

He snaps out of it when Dustin pulls him halfway from his chair, gets his fists under his ribs and all but punches the air from his lungs. It sets off a nasty coughing fit that leaves Steve snotty and ready to hurl, and he braces himself with his forearms on his knees and stares hard at the ground until the hacking finally stops.

There’s a scuff on his sneakers.

He can’t replace them any time soon.

A moment to catch his breath, and Dustin’s shaking him by the shoulders. “Are you okay??”

Steve keeps his head bowed. “Yeah.” He needs to get the fuck out of here. “Yeah, I’m good.”

He rises from his chair, grateful that everyone else already cleared out before they could witness his little moment, that the blare of the TV from the family room covered the sound of his retching coughs; more grateful still that they won’t notice him now, scampering out of here with his tail between his legs. “Hey listen, man, I’m not feeling so well,” he says absently, fishing his keys from the pocket of his jeans. “Can you get your mom to drive everyone home?”

“Shouldn’t you stay?” Dustin frowns in concern. “If you’re sick? You can go lie down in my room or something, it’s—”

“—Nah, man; I mean, thanks, but…” His hand trembles around his keys, the muscles in his calves screaming bolt, bolt, bolt. “I just- I gotta go.”

He makes a break for it, rushing out the side door so no one else will see him leave (and he knows it’s fucking rude to head out without saying goodbye, but he’s also pretty convinced he’s going to combust if he doesn’t go right now.) “Tell your mom I said thanks, okay?”

“Tell her yourself!” Dustin chases after him, clumsy and slow across the darkened yard. “Dude, will you slow down? Talk to me!”

Steve throws himself into his car like there’s a demodog on his heels. “I’ll call you!”

“What the fuck!” Dustin shouts, but Steve’s already gone.

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part 8

tagging a few people i know have been following along 🩷 @slowandsteddie @paintsplatteredandimperfect @stevesbipanic @pennyplainknits @ledleaf @hellion-child @formosusiniquis @missjashin @runninriot @xpaperheartso @steddieas-shegoes

#trailer park steve au #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #stranger things #steddie fic #steve harrington fic #dustin henderson #claudia henderson #lucas sinclair #erica sinclair #mike wheeler #tw: panic attack #tw: ptsd

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ayyy-imma-ninja · 6 months

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Poor thing is not taking his setuation well

[tw: PTSD, panic attack]

No, he isn't.

#answered ask #fairy au #dca fairy au #sundrop fairy #gardener y/n #the gardener #dca fairy au comic #fnaf daycare au #fnaf dca au #dca au #fnaf sundrop #fnaf sun #sundrop #tw trauma #ptsd #panic attack

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ghosts-and-glory · 9 days

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Is Narinder Ok?

Idk the file says he’s okay and my file names would never lie

Ignore how incredibly messy these doodles are, I drew these for me and me alone a few weeks ago. I felt like they applied.

He’s fine, look at how okay my document says he is. Could a mentally ill person have a list of ailments this long. (Blurred so I can keep my secrets.)

#my post #ask #my art #no devotion au #can you please be nice to him #I feel like this needs tws but idk what #tw ocd #tw obsession #tw panic attack #tw ptsd #tw obsessive thoughts

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whumpypepsigal · 1 year

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Shadow and Bone s02e01: Kaz’s PTSD triggered flashbacks —:

“When night came, and the tide changed direction, Kaz forced himself to lay hands on Jordie’s body. He was too frail to swim on his own, but with Jordie’s help, he could float. He held tight to his brother and kicked towards the lights of Ketterdam. Together, they drifted, Jordie’s distended body acting as a raft. Kaz kept kicking, trying not to think of his brother, of the taut, bloated feel of Jordie’s flesh beneath his hands; he tried not to think of anything but the rhythm of his legs moving through the sea. He’d heard there were sharks in these waters, but he knew they wouldn’t touch him. He was a monster now, too.”

Excerpt From Six of Crows, Leigh Bardugo