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u3pxx · 11 months
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had the stray urge to design the gavin parents. what if kristoph was their favorite what then ...
cw: car crash mention below
thinking abt the "all gavins are terribly nearsighted" headcanon of mine. in my mind, the gavins have no concrete backstory bc i ain't got brain space for that pftt
but. i think they're similar to the skyes in which they lost their parents when they were still young. in a car accident where kristoph and klavier were the only ones who survived.
with klavier fast asleep.
kristoph was 17 and klavier was 9.
i am a "kristoph raised klavier by himself" truther bc of the [waves hands] implications of all that like wow!
(having to become a parent for your little brother the growing resentment of having to be the parent of your little brother but he's your little brother. you must remember that he's your little br
ANYWAYS , what if kristoph was their parent's favorite. like klavier was the happy precocious kid during family reunions yes, but what if bright, brilliant, and promising kristoph was their favorite. have you ever thought about th
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transmasccofee · 9 months
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the time loop chapter is so fucked up i think about it every day and reading the manga its worse because there’s certain dialogue that was cut out of the anime (presumably to make it acceptable for kids)
Like ok. im gonna give a play by play from Saiki’s POV. so you can For a second imagine how much stress Saiki had to be under.
Imagine walking home from school and out of nowhere you get trapped in a time loop, already bad, but you can get out of it easy- except uh oh! now you are in ANOTHER time loop. ok, fine, get out of that. It goes on so long that you eventually stop being able to process anything around you but whatever, its fine. EXCEPT UH OH! A THIRD TIME LOOP! This time you are trapped in a loop of watching your best friend run into traffic to protect a small child, and the only one able to save them from dying brutally is you. You save the day, great, Unfortunately this is a time loop and now you’re trapped in this hell, watching your best friend dive in front of a moving truck. You need to have an empty mind to leave this, but thats hard because you also have to keep them from getting flattened. You’re getting more and more exhausted, but thats fine. You watch them get brutally killed in various ways thousands of times, over and over and over and over again, but thats fine. it’s still looping. you keep failing to save them. it’s still looping.
Rather than emptying your mind, Eventually you just disassociate, its gone on so long that your body is moving on its own. You are so tired, and you’ve seen your best friends organs on the road now probably a couple hundred times at this point (seriously Wtf Asou) and so it’s all just blended into the background.
You disassociate so hard your mind is empty. Your body moves on its own to save them. The Time Loop is finally over. You went through this 16,785 times.
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antiendovents · 2 months
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wanna answer to this post: https://www.tumblr.com/antiendovents/743582164233453568/hello-there-we-will-not-be-tagging-off-or-even?source=share
(term osddid used to refer to did and/or osdd-1).
1. abt your concerns of being hateful. there's nothing hateful in being anti-endo. know some people may tell abt anti-endos being mean n always hateful. may compare us with transmeds n other bigots. some genuinely thinks like that, some do it on purpose to make people scared of seeking other opinion. also know our community is, uh, regular community. there are some bigots, some really hateful people, some people who harass n make harm. but these types of people are in every community. not only anti-endo, not only syscourse. in general neurodivergent community, in queer community, in every community will be some aggressive n mean n hateful people. in endo community too. but. you don't have to be like them. n most of us are not like them. being anti-endo doesn't obligate you to send hateful asks, harass people or even talk a lot abt how endos are bad. being anti-endo obligated you only believe in one (1) thing: system can't form without trauma.
2. you don't have to participate in syscource. you can be anti-endo n just... live your life. make content abt system things or consume this content, talk abt your experience n so on. a lot of anti-endo people don't participate in syscource and live their regular life. they post what they want, read/watch what they want n do nothing abt endos. if you don't wanna, you don't have to. changing side doesn't mean you have to promote your opinion.
3. abt your questions in endos' ideas. you are right. someone can't develop osddid without trauma, because there's no reason to not form single identity without dissociative barriers. other tries to explain osddid failed.
4. abt exotrauma. for people who don't know this term: exotrauma means trauma that individual haven't bodily survived in this life. may be used to refer to trauma in past lives (if individual believes in past lives) or source trauma for introjects (when source of introject survived trauma n introject have false memories abt that trauma). exotrauma can't work directly, but there's nuances. someone can't be traumatized directly by something they haven't bodily survive, because it's unique experience.
tw car crash mention, injuries
(general "you", not abt someone personally)
you won't claim you survived car crash if you have seen how someone else survived car crash? even if you have introject of them. they got injures, they may face legal consequences, they were inside n it's different from being outside.
but. you still can be traumatized. not by surviving car crash, but by surviving seeing car crash. it's called trauma of the witness.
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(general "you", not abt someone personally)
same with other trauma. you can't claim you've survived something that you haven't survived bodily in this life. because you are in this body with this brain. only this body n this brain can be physically affected by traumatic events. (yeah, trauma impacts brain physically).
but. you can be traumatized by seeing traumatic events. it's not the same as being traumatized by event itself, but it's trauma too (trauma of the witness). or you can project. it's especially abt fictrojects. some people introject character with same/similar trauma. n they can feel connection with said trauma. if they have survived it bodily, it's their trauma too. if they haven't survived it bodily, it's not exactly their trauma, but they can feel some connection n relate with source's experience. and it's valid (until they don't claim it's exactly their trauma because their source has it).
so. every talks abt exotrauma should recognize these facts n avoid claiming that someone can be considered trauma survivor without bodily surviving this trauma.
5. abt madd. it definitely can affect your system, because it affects your thinking, perception n brain as a whole. so why it should affect everything except system. is there a "don't touch!" tablet? /rhetorical. until you claim you can make or change alters by will, it's absolutely okay. your headspace is a form of communication between alters (visual n other perceptive). so it can be affected on how your imagination works.
6. and again, there's nothing wrong with getting to know other point of view. you don't become hateful because of it. it's good to listen both sides n then form your opinion. because you need to know all arguments to make balanced decision. it's rational way of forming opinion.
gonna post this as informational, nothing really to say here other than we all agree with this :3
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bendysinitiation · 19 days
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I was trying to find more eerie old films for this au and THIS one is a goldmine. It’s a film for the encouraging of asbestos in products and it is extremely creepy. There are many, many shots of places supposed to be made “safe” by asbestos, and shots of asbestos itself, while the narrator talks about how great a material it is. If you’re in for shots of burning houses with jaunty music, seeing just how much asbestos was used in everyday products back then, crashing cars, or whatever, watch this. This is really what I wish BATIM felt like.
CW: Fire, Burning homes, Very loud sounds at beginning and end (skip to 00:12 seconds and skip from 16:03 to 16:17), Car Crashes, Death Mentions
(The description also has its very own ID for every shot!)
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(Image ID: White text that says “WHY ASBESTOS?” with an asbestos cloth behind it. End ID)
Here are some shots I found creepy that I’ll probably use for the au later!
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OF PLANE CRASHES, DROWNING, AND ACCEPTANCE OF DEATH.
Black Hole - boygenius, Last Words of a Shooting Star - Mitski, Afraid of Heights - boygenius, Sidelines - Phoebe Bridgers, Plane Crash Blues (I Can't Play the Piano)
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systemtermz · 2 months
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Alright this is behind a tw but in case you don’t have the tag blocked: mention of someone showing a disturbing gore video to a 7 year old.
Admin has such a fascination with nsfl content and at first we were all like ‘why? You have anxiety, this should make it worse’
So apparently, when they were like 7, one summer at the pool one of their foster mothers friends just. Out of the blue showed them and a bunch of other children a real fucking gore video of a mother and her children who had gotten into a car crash!!! Won’t share details but like!!! Christ in a bread basket!!!
And then She was like ‘that’s why you always wear a seatbelt’ WE’RE AT A POOL??? WHO ARE YOU??? WHY DID YOU CALL THEM OVER??? WE’RE SEVEN???????
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raceweek · 1 year
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scorchrend · 2 years
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strange-doll-child · 9 months
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Making the Happy Haunts very unhappy deaths
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transjlawrence · 5 months
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Hate when people clown me for saying I like best friends to lovers over enemies to lovers. And then they tell me it can't be angsty.
Did Sam carry Frodo for nought?
Bro, best friends to lovers is the angstiest shit in the world and it is because the problem is it should be easy. It should have been easy for you to fall in love with your best friend and shit, now there's a variety of things that could go wrong.
What if it's unrequited? What if they're already in a relationship? What if they're about to get married and you'll never see them again and you're just going to pine hopelessly? What if you start to drift apart because you start to distance yourself because you're afraid? What if you look at them and you realize you've loved them so much longer than you thought and now it's too late? What if you guys have to be apart because of a variety of circumstances? What if you still have their number but you don't text as often as you used to? What if you want them and the narrative will not let you have them?
It could be angsty for so many reasons. And then I get asked, "Well, what about the blood?"
Best friends to lovers can have blood!!
What if you push your best friend out of the way of a moving car? What if your first instinct is to put your arm in front of them during a car crash? What if you take a blade for them? What if you sit by their bedside hoping they'll wake up? What if you accidentally hit them with your blade and they keep telling you it's okay, it's okay?
We ignore the possibilities that best friends to lovers tropes contain!! Best friends to lovers can hold so many tropes in it and that even includes childhood best friends to enemies to friends to lovers!!
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just-another-wren · 5 months
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Sooo.... quick update on me! I think I'm going to be taking a break from tumblr stuff beyond reblogging memes and things. Explanation under cut for potential triggers!
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Okay I think this is far enough down for notif checking lol
So, I unfortunately got in a car accident(if you know me, yes the second time), and I am currently in the hospital for pain in the mid-lower torso, and apparently a seat belt burn(scratch?) on my collar bone. I don't need surgery(thank GOD or whichever one you believe in), but I haven't had injuries this bad before EVER so this break is kinda just letting me heal mentally along with physically.
TLDR;Love y'all!! I'm gonna be okay, I'm just taking a break!♡
tagging the comp so they know-> @goobersforlife
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gufettogrigio · 9 months
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Bastian contrario
Grimaud's cemetery is grim in the rain. Damon is the one who has had the forethought to bring an umbrella and wouldn't mind sharing but there's not much point. The wet gravel crunches under Jacques' sneakers a few feet in front of him, his steps almost a run. Damon has to bite his tongue. If they shouldn't be seen, why are they here?
Didier Pironi's tomb is unassumingly lined up in a row of others, him and his brother side by side. There's a few flowers, some in pots, some not. Jacques hasn't brought any.
He stands there, in his t-shirt and baggy jeans, stubborn under the rain, just a step away from the shelter of Damon's umbrella. 
"He had a lot of my father's things." - Jacques says  - "My dad never cared enough to have a journal, not enough patience, but he'd keep all of the train tickets, hotel receipts, the flyers and so on. All bunched up in folders. Pironi sorted them out for me in years and gave them to me."
"I didn't know you two talked."
There's a shrug. "He didn't want to. I am very stubborn." 
The rain doesn't let on. Damon considers it a victory that when Jacques decides to sit cross-legged on the gravel in front of the grave, he lets Damon sit by his side with the umbrella. He's soaked through, his bleached blond hair plastered to his forehead, his round glasses fogged up by the rain.
"Once, we were in Monaco, Jody and Pironi came over. I was at the table doing my homework and they came into the room and stayed there talking." 
He takes his glasses off. "I fucked up. I am not good at math."
Jacques says them but they are not his words. It doesn't make them a lie if you believe them. Damon hears what is not said: he has seen Jacques do math for the cars. He's good. A child of eight or nine should not be expected to be 'good'.
"Dad got mad and then got even madder because I knocked the pencil sharpenings over when I scrambled to try and fix the mistakes. He never…he never hit me. Not once. He would just walk out the room like I wasn't interesting anymore. I wasn't a very interesting child. Sometimes my mum wasn't a very interesting woman."
Jacques tilts his head, fingers gripping the tin frame of his glasses. He's never still. Damon knows the look on his face, PR proper. Lie,lie, lie. Keep the family secrets. How dare you do otherwise? But you forfeit your hand when you've killed yourself in a car and Jacques is here in sneakers and a t-shirt and all four wheels on the tarmac. 
"My first real memory of Pironi is him with pencil all over his hands from picking up the sharpenings, sitting next to me doing primary school math."
 He drops the glasses in the gravel and reaches out, the tips of his fingers grazing the headstone. "Didi knew who my father was. Didi saw what I saw. He loved my father anyway. He just wasn't blind. He always made me feel like I wasn't insane for thinking that my father was a horrible person. He also made me feel a lot less guilty for adoring him anyway. And if I win the Championship, I'll bring it to Didi first."
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zmije · 7 months
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hmmm feels bad very bad
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finntheehumaneater · 6 months
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100 % prepared to live in a constant state of late-October/early-November for the next month while I write my novel
@an-atlas-or-other now you’ll have to deal with me being spooky and depressed for longer >:D
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esmaxdemirci · 12 days
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[cisfemale, she/her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [ESMA DEMIRCI]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [PINAR DENIZ]. You must be the [TWENTY NINE] year old [WAITSTAFF AT FOUR LEAF IRISH PUB]. Word is you’re [INDEPENDENT] but can also be a bit [MANIPULATIVE] and your favorite song is [SWEETEST PIE BY MEGAN THEE STALLION & DUA LIPA]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [FISHERS COVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it!
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tw: abuse mention, miscarriage, car accident, cheating, drugs
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name: esma demirci
nicknames: n/a
age: twenty nine
faceclaim: pinar deniz
occupation: waitress @ four leaf irish pub
gender: cis female
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: pansexual
birthday: november 4th 1994
sign: scorpio sun, sagittarius moon, virgo rising
ethnicity: arab
hometown: aurora bay
eye color: green
hair color: dark brown
height: 5'6"
tattoos: coming soon
piercings: coming soon
likes - dislikes- headcanons-
biography:
Chaos didn't always follow around Esma and her twin sister Isra. It all started when the girls were five. Their mother had always been slightly erratic, but when their father caught her having an affair with one of his best friends? He couldn't stand it anymore. Knowing Esma was the strongest of the pair, he left her and took Isra with him. This ended up with Esma taking on her mother's verbal abuse, and her mom turning to alcohol. Eventually, she remarried and her stepfather was just as bad.
As she grew into her teen years, Esma began attention seeking, drinking, drugs, and hanging out with people she shouldn’t. Her mother began to get fed up with her, kicking her out when she was 16. This caused her to drop out of high school, couch surfing at her best friend's place; his laid-back parents kindly let her. But it was trouble, she was slowly falling for his girlfriend, and she was falling for her too. It wasn’t very long before they were sneaking around together and she was stuck in some very messy affair that carried on for nearly two years. Funnily enough, it had been the only bit of stability that Esma had ever had.  
Tragedy struck when he got into a car accident and passed away on the scene. The girls had been together that night so when they heard the news they both felt an immense amount of guilt. Esma was unable to contain it; hitching a ride to San Fransisco and never looking back.  She had no money, no nothing, but being somewhat street smart, Esma broke into an empty apartment to live in while she tried to build up some cash. It wasn’t long until she was caught and kicked out so she had to find a new plan. 
Esma still spent most of her time drinking and doing drugs, anything to escape the grief she’d endured over the last couple of years. Finding different bodies to fill the void, until she came across a chef who worked at one of San Fran’s most prestigious restaurants. He was older than her, he had money, and he seemed nice enough so she went home with him, charming her way into his life.  It was only six weeks later she was staring at a positive pregnancy test in the bathroom of his restaurant. It was positive and he was thrilled. Esma couldn’t really picture herself as a mother but her life had been flipped upside down, maybe now she was finally going to feel some sort of happiness. He flew her to Vegas and they got married. 
Only a short time went by before it all started crumbling. Esma experienced a late-term miscarriage shortly after their wedding day. Things turning more sour than they ever could have with her new husband blaming everything on her. Esma had always been strong but not anymore, not after this. She began to believe the words he fed her. It wasn’t long before he was laying hands on her either. She was miserable. When Esma had enough instead of leaving she began to retaliate. This carried on for years until she couldn’t take it anymore, when she found out he got his mistress pregnant, it was over. Esma cooked her husband a nice dinner and laced it with rat poison, then once he was knocked out, she went to the nearest ATM, to withdraw all the money in their joint account, winding back up in Aurora Bay. 
The first thing she did was find a house in Fishers Cove and the next thing she did was find a job at the Four Leaf Irish pub, hoping to forget about everything she had endured. With too much evidence against him, she knew he wouldn't come looking for her. She finally felt strong again.
current & wanted connections:
will update this shortly!
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ladyfogg · 11 months
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First need to start off by saying that I'm okay. But I just hit a deer on my way to pick up my kid from school.
Husband is with me and car is probably not salvageable. We don't know yet. Was the only one in the car and did not get injured.
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