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daydrcamings · 1 month
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@lcvenderhcze
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nell let out a soft sigh as she looked at the other. "i... don't know how to handle this place." she admitted and swallowed the lump in her throat. "i shouldn't be here." nell whispered. "i... i died. i was... trapped and a part of me doesn't believe that my family managed to set us free. that place fucks with your mind so i wouldn't be surprised if it was all bullshit." nell let out a shaky sigh. "what the fuck is happening?"
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misteriios · 4 months
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closed starter for @lcveliess | mike & alyssa
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mike sat at a cafe, staring on his laptop. he hadn't let go of the past, he was told it would maybe help to write it down. this what he should have started with a long time ago. when everything was still fresh in his mind, his brain blocked the most traumatic events. a hand moved up to his lips, biting on his nails. in the corner of his eyes could he see some close by his table ❝ it's okay to sit down if it's many people ❞ he said, had not seen if many were sitting at the cafe. when he came it wasn't many, but could be more now. perhaps if he can get one word or a few sentences down, he could stop thinking about all of this. he wanted to live a new life, never remember this again. but it affected his life, he was a little more careful. didn't trust anyone except those he knew.
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mastcrmiind · 9 months
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@flyaboveitall ; closed starter for lexie grey && amelia shepherd
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lexie had to say she was relieved when amelia took leave from work, she didn't feel like she was walking on eggshells and trying to justify her trauma. she was feeling a lot better now, finally settling into having luna on her arm, most of the time. it was one of those rare occasions she was alone, and something had compelled her to walk into the bar she was wandering past when she saw the familiar face sitting there. "amelia, hey." she spoke awkwardly "how're you doing?" she questioned, stupid question she thought to herself. "have you seen addison? i ran into her the other day."
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waffles-and-flapjacks · 4 months
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me when my fantasy family is more real and closer to me than irl family because i have a ✨dissociative and trauma disorder✨
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thewaywardcasgirl · 1 year
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ok my two cents on Love in the air ep 13
(my head hurts from crying and I'm sleep deprived so it's about only a part of the ep)
speaking as an abuse surviver, prapai said ALL the right words and i mean ALL!!! he did everything right for sky a trauma victim, used words a trauma victim needs as air and i salute the writing team for this, thank you for showing what could be if we put a little extra effort in writing, this is a very good representation of how to deal with and help trauma victims and survivers, it was a huge deal for me personally to see sky receive such unconditional support and love from his boyfriend, like
when sky calls him after the nightmare he's flirty at first but picks up on sky's distress quicker than lightning, asks him if he's ok now, goes to him at once, when he entered the flat he announce himself twice and keeps looking for sky until sky comes and hugs him, filling sky's space with his voice and his presence, not invading, filling
the aftercare (ok it was only a short scene but so so important for sky) the way he reassures sky that he's the one who should be doing this (cleaning sky up) it was so good to hear that for sky
and after the assault, the way he deals with a shutting down sky the way he shouts "answe me!" the way his voice is breaking and rising at the same time, everything he then said to reassure and calm sky down, de-escalate the situation/sky's panic even when he didn't have all the facts didn't know what exactly went down between sky and gun, and everything he said afterwards it was perfect!! kudos to dialogue writers! and forts acting, all those microexpressions, all those hitches in the breath, the heartbreaking "hmm?" *chef's kiss* 😭😭
also the head rubs or pats, they're so comforting and therewere sooooo many, prapai never lets go of his head for extended periods of time on screeen! like it's so rare to see that much platonic comfort given towards once love interest on screen even after a traumatic experience, especially after traumatic experience, that's huge for me, idk why i felt so strongly about it but it's like that's the shit baby!!! you go girl!! give him all the head pats he deserves ittt!
*also the actor for Gun did such a great job, im sorry i couldn't watch his parts in their entirety coz they almost triggered panic attacks, so i just skimmed through (maybe someday I'll be able to look at scenes like this and be able to enjoy the acting and lighting and stuff) but from what i saw it was all expertly done and i especially liked his positioning and the red light reflected on his only one side of his face when he's talking sky outside the event, like only sky can see and knows his true colors, all others see is the normal front he puts up that was 👌
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Some thoughts about Henry being a parent. (Tw for implied emotional and psychological abuse by a family member, particularly by a parent/parental figure).
So… i came across someone’s headcanon that Henry would be an authoraitive father, and basically re-tread the same steps/toxic behaviours as his bio + adoptive dad took when they were raising him…..
And I just want to say, I respectfully disagree. Mostly because the flashback of him in NMH3 saving his siblings from their bio dad, implies that he would FEAR becoming the people he hates (his adoptive dad and his bio dad). And look I get NMH3 Henry is not mentally or emotionally stable enough to be a parent, but if given support and therapy, I think he’d be an actual good parent. And even then, I think his disdain for the horrible father figures in his life, he’d at least in some way be self-cautious/self-reflective enough to not replicate their toxic behaviours.
I will stress that Henry won’t be a perfect parent, but I’d believe he’d at least try to raise his kid/s in way that’s healthy and productive. Unlike his adoptive family, he would absolutely treat his kid/kids with respect and dignity. They would do their best to discourage zeir kids from undertaking the same path as he has. Henry would just do what he can to make sure his kid/s have a genuinely happy and healthy childhood. I mean Henry had his childhood mostly erased, rewritten, it was taken from him without his consent, of course he’d want to make sure that he was a good parent to his kid/s.
Plus, it would be a great ‘fuck you’ to the adopted family that tried to mould him into a puppet. Its as if to say “no! You don’t have any right to be part of my children’s life! You ruined my own life as a child. As an act of revenge, I’m making sure these children turn into decent human beings who are free of your toxic influence.”
It’s like, the smallest act of defiance that lets him carve out his own path and identity. No one protected him, and so the best thing he can do is protect the next generation from his adopted family’s (toxic) influence.
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bloominghands · 1 year
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A thought ™️: Something catching fire and roaring into a towering blaze, and Robin -who is usually calm and collected during emergency situations- collapsing into a panic attack out of the blue as the flames flicker in her eyes. Hyperventilating through sobs, tears streaming down her face; unconscious symptoms of a child’s trauma.
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bcrncoldx · 1 year
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@softsliders19 continued from here
"You and I have survived it, as have all of our kind." She pointed out. "We must die in order to be born into this new life." Her own rebirth had been a horrifying thing of pain and fear thanks to Angelus, but she had at least saved Spike from such things. "As the humans must do so as well here, it seems."
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galaxofmuses · 6 months
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Handshakes to any Sonic who has trauma from deep water.
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( C.ullen R.utherford ; continued )
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        𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, noticing how his fingers flexed instinctively in search of his sword. For something to grab onto. He was still wary around Roland, watching every movement and turn to make sure he wasn’t adding any additional ingredients with his magic usage, but slowly by slowly, he eased up around him. He spoke vaguely of his time in the Circle Tower, growing uncomfortable when he realized that this memory could resurface something in Roland as well, that he held his tongue. In his own time, Cullen didn’t like to think of Lake Calenhad, or anything involving his Templar days other than the lessons he had in combat. But he had to think of it. He had to remember it and he couldn’t scrub it from his memory. 
        He sighed out a breath when Roland finally spoke, shifting the topic to a more comfortable subject. He could feel his chest expand from the comfort of an easy question. Yet, he didn’t know the definite answer to it.
        His eyes darted to the cabinets. ❝ I would believe so, ❞ he answered as simply as he could, not denying or agreeing to it. He swore he could remember one of the bakers adding peanut butter to a dish, but he could be mistaking one ingredient for another in his hazy memory. ❝ Try the cabinet there. ❞ He finally lifted a hand and gestured towards the cabinet at the end. ❝ Josephine has mentioned Seheron in passing, yes. The baker has used peanut butter before. ❞
        His voice softened its restraint when Roland asked about his own baking experiences. A smile curled at the edge of his lips and he tilted his head slightly. ❝ Maker, no, ❞ a laugh escaped between his lips. ❝ My sister was allergic to peanuts. My mother preferred to make a feast when she baked, so no ingredients were wasted. ❞ That meant pies, cakes, and cookies that accompanied dinner. His mother had made candies before when she had little to work with, but she preferred to make grand meals that would last for weeks. 
        His eyes flickered down to his hands again and he finally moved a step, opening the cabinet he referenced. Before his eyes spotted the small tin of peanuts, he could smell it and it was almost foreign to him. ❝ Here, ❞ he grabbed a hold of the circled tin and set it on the counter. ❝ Would that be enough? ❞
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i-trust-in-love · 9 months
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Seeing Wyatt in his very much unaware state was confusing and given what happened between them, it was just a touch of traumatic. Still, there was that pull he couldn't explain. It was a feeling stronger than fear, it was love. For some reason he knew he loved this young man and wanted to make sure he was okay. Keeping a very large distance between them, he gently speaks. "I'm not looking for more trouble. But can we talk about the other night? Well, valentine's night I mean. Its apparently been a while since then." @recklcssabandon
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daydrcamings · 2 months
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@demongemz
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none of this was easy in the slightest. she had survived, yes, but her life would never be the same. not only did brit carry a permanent reminder with the prosthetic arm replacing the one she’d lost, but she also carried an insane amount of trauma with her. she was alone, scared. brit wasn’t a social person by any means but… she couldn’t spend her life alone. “would you perhaps like to join me for a drink?” she questioned the person she’d just sat beside. “first ones on me?” she offered with a small smile.
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constellationcrowned · 9 months
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Is there a particular character that you write that you feel deserves more attention? Do you as a writer have a 'type' or trope you're the most drawn to? Out of your cast of characters, who's the best prepared for a crisis? The worst? Who has the best singing voice? Who could be really good at it with some practice? Who has the weirdest hobby, like does someone grow flowers to make their own paints and dyes?
How would (blorbo of your choice, my pick is kariom) react to 'You're just like your mother and/or father'?
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((Slapping this under a read more only because I have to answer multiple questions and I might be....wordy. Might.))
Is there a particular character that you write that you feel deserves more attention?: From a general standpoint (and in the interest of just being frank) all of them do considering this blog is incredibly fuckin niche and getting engagement is.....difficult. Not that I'm going to let that stop me, obviously.
Coming from a place of bias personal standpoint it'd be nice for my oc Sishel to get more attention if only so I can flesh him out more, finalize some things, etc.
Do you as a writer have a 'type' or trope you're the most drawn to?: As is the case on my other blog I am heinously in love with sad, damaged men; especially those struggling with what makes them 'human' (or not human, in certain special cases) and how that shifts their perceptions about the outer world and their own internal world. All of the muses on this blog are walking a fine line of some sort---some realize they're on it, some don't---likewise some know that it will kill them to remain/keep walking but, for a variety of reasons, circumstances, etc, refuse to step off said line. I've always loved complex characters that are far, far, far removed from a mere black and white view and I get that in excess here for every character and I love that.
Out of your cast of characters, who's the best prepared for a crisis? The worst?: Sishel is best prepared for a crisis Not only was he trained for such things for one his perspective in a general sense is broad and as a result he's hard to truly surprise. He's not the only one well equipped to handle things, obviously, but he's one of the best.
The worst prepared? Kariom. Sometimes. His dependency upon those he trusts---Flynn, Bo, Milosh, etc---can potentially (if not drastically) hinder him in regards to figuring out, ultimately, what to do during a crisis if they're not actually there beside him. He has a tendency to go from point to point, one thing to the next, and so on, in a very narrow view until the wider issue becomes more manageable which can easily be both a good and bad quality. He won't give up when there's a problem in front of him---and that saves him often, his determination is one of his strongest assets, after all---but he might be slow to act initially or doubt himself if he's alone, stressed, undergoing a shuffling or suffering from do-de, etc.
Who has the best singing voice? Who could be really good at it with some practice?: Kariom is one of the characters with the best singing voices---a talent only further helped by the fact that his head is nigh constantly filled with the various songs and voices of the stars to the point where (provided he's not being hurt by those same voices, that balance is one of his walked upon lines) he'll even try to sing and/or hum them aloud himself, not only as a way to remember them/potentially write them out later, but to share them with others.
In regards to a muse being good at singing with practice Flynn doesn't need it, per se, but you will practically have to pull teeth to get him to sing for you in the first place. If he does it without much fuss/coaxing/begging it's generally for a special occasion like Tigla-Dera or a Rite within the clan that might call for it. Sometimes he sings while he works---usually he just hums while working the field but sometimes he'll sing to the plants and crops---but that's usually only when he knows he's alone. He used to sing to the kiddo when he was little, he even taught him a few songs that he could, at the very least, hum along to if the words were hard to remember.
Who has the weirdest hobby, like does someone grow flowers to make their own paints and dyes?: The Traveler's collection thanks to her 'job' somewhat falls under this; considering she's close to an masterless melalo and yet her explorations, documentations, experiments, and crafting go far beyond mere spiritualism or mysticism and as a result ends up being incredibly physical/tangible in nature. Melalo are hands on too, obviously, but there's a quality of alchemy to the Traveler's work that marks a clear division between the practices.
She's very, very, very hands on with her work; be it for herself or for someone else that she's trying to aid in some way, and that has led her to witness some very astonishing and nightmarish things (to say nothing of how she ultimately interacted with said things) and as a result her 'collection' can be seen as 'strange' by someone viewing it from the outside. Flynn, Junyver and Mares would certainly appreciate it. The distance between benign and pleasing to stark and deadly is incredibly thin with her. And she doesn't know when to stop.
How would (blorbo of your choice, my pick is Kariom) react to 'You're just like your mother and/or father'?: For a multitude of reasons I can't answer this in regards to Kariom (yet) but if you were to say this to Roui---specifically in regards to his father, Churi---he would not take it well in the slightest. Roui would be deeply hurt for the most part; especially when you take into the account the work he puts forth in order to avoid the pitfalls that plagues his entire family line (with incredibly mixed success mind you; not to mention some of the toxicity he doesn't seem to realize that he's already internalized), and saying something like that without keeping his efforts of growth in mind can and will set him off. Roui is working hard to better himself as a person first and foremost and his primary associations of his father are steeped in feelings of pain, abandonment, etc, and are, understandably, hard for him to see past much less reconcile. Yet. It doesn't help that he practically refuses to talk about it in an honest or open way because he's afraid of being judged and misunderstood by others.
He would respond more positively to being compared to his mother (although she too has some rather stark issues that Roui was (and still is) negatively impacted by) especially she's actually present in his life and that gives them the opportunity to repair their frayed relationship and move forward in a healthier and closer way.))
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leondxs · 1 year
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𝖬𝖤𝖬𝖮𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖲 𝖮𝖥 𝖬𝖸 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖫𝖣𝖧𝖮𝖮D
Roland Marie Schoeder
Bold all that apply to your muse. Repost, don’t reblog ! TW: contains mentions of abuse / neglect / death / trauma.
scraped knees, silent tears in a locked room, slamming doors, pervasive loneliness, a dog barking, rain on a metal roof, flinching at movement, the creak of an old house, forced laughter, wandering in the dark woods, wondering how you made it through, sudden loss, trying to make sense of the noise, hiding what you love to protect it, trying to explain but your words falter, invaded privacy, confusion at the pain, running barefoot in the grass, wondering what you did wrong and coming up with nothing, realizing you aren’t a priority, grass stains on white clothing, trying to earn love you will never have, being threatened over the smallest mistake, secrets you are warned not to share, the feeling of never being good enough, the hope things might someday get better, grief that aches in your bones, childish dares and pranks, the sense that your body isn’t yours, shame and guilt that aren’t yours to carry, sledding down a frozen hill, absentmindedly following snakes through the grass, punching a tree wall until your knuckles bleed, tears over every dead creature you find, searching out small places you can hide… just in case, climbing the tallest tree so they can’t touch you, the feeling of something tainted under your skin, a curious child told to stop asking, floral dresses, body tensing at approaching footsteps, anger with nowhere to go, brief escapes from the chaos, the purr of a contented cat, taking the blame to keep the peace, being told you’re too sensitive, the creaking springs of a trampoline on a sunny day.
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lcvenderhcze · 1 year
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WHENEVER SHE FELT HER SANITY SLIPPING AWAY -- she had to ground herself somehow. and yes, right now - ellie knew that was not easy. in fact, it perhaps made her seem like a mad woman when it came to the rest of the world, but.. no, she couldn't afford herself to care. she couldn't afford herself to even give a damn about how she seemed, because.. no, no one knew what she had gone through. no one knew what she had been forced to do and perhaps - perhaps that was for the best. perhaps, it was best if she was better off on her own, so she would never hurt anyone again. it had to be, because.. she was not better, was she? most days, it was as if she were sleepwalking. she had good moments, of course, but.. they never did last long. when someone tapped her in the shoulder, she jumped, looking close to terrified. "sorry, i.. you scared the shit out of me. SORRY." she did apologize far too much.
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Say it with me everyone!! Intergenerational trauma was the REAL bad guy of No More Heroes!! /srs
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