#sys splitting box

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[TEXT ID: “This user/system is constantly splitting we apologise if you’re having trouble keeping track”]

Discord request!!

[delphientropy]

BLOCK LIST

BIG LIST OF A BUNCH O PEEPS I BLOCKED

as well as why! i'll add on as i go!:)

we do NOT condone harassment, please just block.

includes: pro/endos, radqueer, transID, anti good faith, and more!! XP

first off, so were on the same page, what are these and why are they bad?

pro/endos: try to demedicalize a dissociative disorder, claim you can be a system without trauma, more info here 👉 [X] [X] (both are carrds that link multiple sources) (sorry they didnt save ill put it in later)

radqueer: these are people who transIDs (transage, transrace, etc. these people claim to identify as a different race or even pretend to "transition" into being disabled like transautistic) or ARE them.

anti good faith: good faith identities are basically identities made in good faith. this tends to encompass "contradictory" identities such as lesboys and other mspec identities. anti good faith people police gender and sexuality identities and invalidate these peoples experiences and try to exclude them from spaces or tell them what THEIR sexuality is. dont be misguided into thinking you're doing good if you exclude these people, its splitting up the lgbtq+ community, and thats what they (TERFs, anti-lgbtq+) want us to do.

now onto the blocklist!:)

radfems, TERFs, and transmeds

pach1-pach1 (deleted his dni but befor it was deleted it said that they support vivzie, are anti xenogenders and neoprns iirc, and anti good faith. a reply on my post abt telling ppl to block them also said theyre a transmed, so did another account. theyve also been seen harassing anti endos despite claiming to be it himself) (they own syspunk-is-anti-endo-losers as well)

radfem-vex

mint-fem

PRO/ENDO

boosystem

domni99

pluralpolls

youokaybro

plural-blocklist

eunoiasys

circulars-reasoning

citadelofmarks

inclusysboxes

thestarpletsystem

bunfart90

alterhuman-culture-is

interstellarsystem

bokuwaamdalla

brainmade-culture-is

fictive-culture-hub

navelgazed

pluralprompts

astrophale-and-fischl

syscourse101

aura-dragonfly

parsnipkit

phantomhunt

funnier-as-a-system

funnier-as-a-fictive

multiplicity-positivity

analog-transid (also transID, as implied in the name) (they run the blog alters-in-a-box which is one of those alter pack things)

freezingnarc

whore-hangout (its 18+ as implied keep yourself safe)

notteserver

cardsoffools (harassed me and told me to kms 🫶)

fools-temps (run by cardsoffools)

the-bride-and-the-ugly-ass-groom

RADQUEERS

stashys-radqueer-userboxes

1nklingsanitized

bisexualsafespace

radqueer-empire

maskaphiliax (also transID, also they have alfreds playhouse in their banner so please be safe)

ANTI GOOD FAITH

kowalapantheon (also a.. "plural aligned singlet?") (headmate blogs are nonexistent-loli, trans-obsessive-love-disorder, ex-harmful-transpeaceful)

forced-silence (18+, lots of violence, please beware on their page)

zomb-bunny (also think they harassed someone??? i cant remember or find the post)

starry-city-sys

endopropoganda

parxgender (also ace exclusive, anti pan/omni, and anti mogai)

yourfavehatesmspeclesbians (because god forbid someone have a complex relationship with gender and sexuality.)

mspobjects

the-party-city

pollingsystems (also doesnt believe in transandrophobia. wtf.)

OTHER

anti-lies (spreads misinformation that can be paranoia-inducing)

theinfernalcollective (claims that bullying isnt valid enough to be a system) (TRAUMA IS TRAUMA.)

disys (same as above)

permababy (transID, doesnt label themself as radqueer but does reblog it)

problema-non-grata (pro transID discourse blog)

thefakersystem (demonizes systems and those with personality disorders, anti good faith, fakeclaimer (literally, fakeclaims EVERYONE.) harasses people minding their own business, overall the worst asshole i think ive ever blocked. dear fucking lord.)

cringey-systems (dumbbb dumb baby fakeclaimer doesnt think systems are real dumb idiot baby man who reblogs systems and calls them fake because they have no life ♡)

ALTER PACKS

(people who make ID packs for people to "create" their own headmates, all are pro endo, radqueer, and transID)

build-a-headmate

alterpacks

headmatestickerbook

naris-alter-shop

brainpal-gachapon

[atlas-corporation]

this one's a long one lol ASK GAME ANSWERS !! reblogged this one ages ago and we've had like two host changes since then so i'm redoing it and answering all of them at once

VERY long text under the cut

I: basics

❤️ - what type of CDD do you have?

we've got cDID/polyfragmented DID !

🧡 - are you medically recognised/diagnosed? if not, do you plan to? (no judgement either way!)

technically no currently, but we're talking with our therapist about our symptoms

💛 - if you are comfortable sharing, what is your headcount? do you keep track of it?

uhhh i think it's around 300ish...? we don't have an exact count (except for our gatekeepers. i think they have exact counts. idk)

💚 - do you have a high or low split tolerance?

we have a pretty low split tolerance :(

💙 - do you switch frequently or do you go longer periods between switching?

uhh i guess it depends ? we can have somebody front for a day and a half and then switch 15~ times in a couple hours. it depends on our mood, hormone levels, whether or not we've taken our meds, if we had a good day, etc. but most days we have 3-4 switches i'd say

💜 - does your system have introjects of any kind?

we're SUPER introject heavy, mostly due to autism and adhd. more fictive than factive, but we've got a few factives up here too

🩷 - do you have any subsystems?

just given our alter count i'm gonna say yes but i have no idea how to categorize those subsystems ngl.

II: alters

🎥 - who are your frequent fronters?

(suddenly forgets every member in the system that has ever fronted ever) uhh i'd say elias, mathieu, ludwig right now...? we've been really blurry as of late, so i think we're gearing up for another host change :/

📼 - do you have any non-human alters? if yes, which species are the majority of them?

literally so many, we're probably majority nonhuman actually. most of them are like human-animal hybrids, but we've got dolls, vampires, personified countries, cookies, demons, general undead in some way (ghouls/ghosts/zombies/etc), whatever boothill identifies as, and whatever's going on with kayden

🎞️ - do the alters in your system use more medical coined roles or more community coined roles? or both/neither? do you find them useful?

uhh we use a mix of both and sometimes just make our own to fit our internal hierarchy. it helps a lot !! not to shove parts into boxes but when we have no idea who's fronting, we can search by role on sp

📽️ - are the alters in your system more distinct or less distinct from each other?

i think most of them are super distinct from the others. we dissociate easily like 1/3 or 1/2 the day, which unfortunately gives parts plenty of time to divide and conquer

📺 - do you make/buy gifts to other alters in the systems?

uhh sometimes ? usually if we see something and somebody in-sys wants it, they'll find a way to claw their way to front and buy it, but it's less gifts and just "i'm getting this because this is a part of me and i want that version of me to be happy." we do lots of favors for each other thougj, especially with profile related things on sp

🎙️ - does the taste in music vary a lot between different alters?

100% yes. we've got goth alters, punks, somebody who literally only listens to chinese folk music, emos- but we can at least all agree that edm is not for us, so at least there's that.

📻 - does your system have any type of in system relationships? (familial, romantic, platonic etc.)

definitely. it'd take too long to list all of them, but we've got romantic, qpr's, familial, platonic, all of it.

III: switching

☀️ - how much amnesia do you experience?

oh my gods so much. we lose at least 2/3rds of every day

🌙 - do you experience black out amnesia?

so much. :( especially right after host changes. hate it so bad

⚡️ - what does switching feel like for you? does it vary between alters?

it def varies between alters. i'd say eith people coming to front, it's like a feeling in the back of my mind (sometimes manifesting as headaches) of something (familiar) getting closer, and each 'energy' is different. the actual act of switching is pretty much just like. y'know in taichi how the point is to keep the ball of energy ? it's like passing the energy off to somebody else

☄️ - do you experience quick switches or does it take longer to switch usually?

my switches take a long time usually, but sometimes i have quicker switches. a lot of our switches are suuuper slow like transitions i guess ? i forget the word but it's like where they join front and sort of blur with you and as you unblur they stay behind and you're shoved into co-con

🌈 - do you get frontstuck often? what do you do to try to get ‘un-stuck’?

not really, but when we do get frontstuck, we pos trigger parts out, and if that somehow doesn't work, we have to resort to neg triggering someone out. :/

☁️ - do you ever not notice you’ve switched, and suddenly realise that ‘you haven’t been you’ for a while?

sometimes !! this happens more with frequent fronters since they all always mask really hard, but some other parts experience this on occasion

💦 - can you switch ‘on command’ or is that something that is hard for your system? does it depend on the alter?

ehhh not really ?? the only person we've been able to consistently switch on command for is our partner system, though mostly their switches affect ours since they're also fictive heavy, and it def depends on the alter

IV: headspace

🌱 - do you have a headspace? if yes, describe it! if no, do you want one?

technically. it's a mix of a mega shopping mall (like 5-6 stories i think) and a boarding school. and also there's a table floating in the void somewhere

🌿 - how easily accessed is your headspace?

we can literally only get there when we're asleep. :( like in dreams.

☘️ - is there a place in your headspace where dormant alters go?

i don't think so ? i think their dorms just get locked

🌳 - do alters have their own rooms/areas in your headspace?

most alters have individual dorms. some people share (like 3 max per dorm). some families and larger groups have apartments in a complex that's connected to the rest of the mall

🌵 - is your headspace big, or smaller? is it complex/less complex?

i think it's pretty big. not, like, the biggest we've seen online, but it's definitely not the smallest. not sure where it falls with more/less complex, maybe somewhere in the middle ?

🍃 - do you have specific alters that cannot access headspace at all?

tbh. i have no idea

🪴 - did you have to build your headspace over time, or was it just there?

it was just sort of there. subconsciously/unconsciously built. took a LONG time for us to realize that it was a headspace though. we thought our mind palace was somehow different from headspace

V: general

🍭 - how did you pick your system name?

we had multiple system names in the past, and all had something to do with greek myth, so we kept with the theme. the 'corporation' part was picked to moreso reflect our internal hierarchy

🍪 - do you have a collective name/identity/orientation? if yes, how did your system make those decisions?

we've sort of been stealing ID labels from hosts over the years and cobbling them together. we're collectively a binary trans man who identifies with xenogenders, uses he/it + a bunch of neopronouns, and we collectively ID as gay/mlm and demiromantic

🍬 - what’s the funniest thing another alter has said to you? (internally or externally communicated)

not to me in particular but i found this and sighed audibly

🍫 - how does your system handle in system disagreements in general?

polls. if we have an issue we complain to our partner system

🧁 - is there anyone specific in your system you don’t get along with?

im blurry so i guess no lmao. there's definitely beef in-sys though. feyza and harli have a sort of festering annoyance with each other, march has beef with literally all our masc alters because she keeps trying to get rid of our hrt. etcetc

🍰 - are you ‘out’ as a system to anyone? (online friends/partners etc. count!)

uh we used to be out to a bunch of ppl irl when we were in school. we're out to our partner, definitely out to online friends, and we're out to one of our irls who is also a system

🍦 - how good is your communication with the rest of the system? does it vary much between different alters?

it varies a LOT between alters. generally alters of the same source have lower amnesiac walls, same with alters that split around the same time. like for example i've never seen elias (hetalia fictive) and divine (genshin fictive) even make eye contact but elias is literally dating aleksi and best friends with ødger and florian (all hetalia fictives). most of our communication falls on twinote posts and dms ;-;

🍡 - are different alters part of different subcultures? which ones? (we are!)

oh for sure. i mentioned earlier we have punks, goths, and emos, but we also have gyaru, coquette, decora kei, e-kids/scenecore, actual scene, lolita, metalheads, grunge- you name it, somebody probably vibes with the aesthetic at the very least.

[brainpal-gachapon]

MOD APPLICATIONS : OPEN.

To apply to be mod, please send a message to @radiantqueerdazed and we will see about getting you added.

Hello!! I'm Mod Madoka, here to tell you abt this blog! ^^

This is an alterpack blog; basically you give us some information and we make an alter for you! After that, you'd use the alter information we provide to split your very own alter; simple as that!

We currently will only do requests off of Mod Mech or Mod Pixel Hearts source list, since neither of us are comfortable doing sources we're unfamiliar with.

NOTE: This blog is currently primarily being run by Mod Dazed as all other mods seems to have vanished sans Mod Pixel Hearts.

Current requests!!!

How do I actually form these headmates?

Here is our template for requesting a headmate.

Name(s):

Age:

Prns:

Gender(s):

Source(s):

Species:

TransID(s):

CisID(s):

Role(s) (if you want them):

Other/Misc:

With that in mind, we also don't mind making an entirely 'creator's choice' headmate for you! We'd prefer if you gave a few key details that you would or wouldn't want regardless.

Obligatory 'not fully from my own head'- this blog was created because Madoka was inspired by @alters-in-a-box, @alters-4-u, and several other very cool blogs! (hope yall're ok with pings lol-)

Mod info under the cut !

[# of active Mods: 2]

Mod Madoka .

Hello, hello, hii! Bonjour as well! I am Mod Madoka- though just Madoka is alright ^^;

I'm many transIDs, but the main ones are transjapanese, transfrench, transplural, transalbino, transharmed, and transorientation!

I'm currently working on 2 headmates (to the best of my ability.. waghh!) so if you see a Mod Flutters or Mod Moon, that's them!

For sign-offs (aside from my little image, hehe) I'll either use Modoka, Mod Madoka, or 🍓!

- Presumably inactive

MOD PINK !!

HIII!! I'm MOD Pink (other alters will upload but it will be under my name)

I have many transids but the notable ones are transrussian, transjapanese, transharmed, and transbpd. The main other alter that will most is transarab.

Mod Pink's sources

I will probably sign off with Mod Pink or 🎸

MOD PINK

- Presumably inactive

Mod Vox/Cringe!

Hello hej :D! We're Mod Vox/Cringe! Refer to us by it/she&/bitch/cringe pronouns.

We sign off with Mod Vox/Cringe, or with 💔.

Mod Vox is dead and we killed it :] /j -Mod Pixel Hearts.

Mod Dazed/Mach!

Hello we're mod Dazed or Mod Mach, we use Vi/Fi/Xa/Yan/El/Chi prns we're a transplural sys with low switching, a lot of kins, a lot of irls, and a lot of transids! Notably transcharacter Mach, Miku, and Shazam, transobsession, and transbullied! We sign off with Mod Dazed, Mod Mach, or MM!

Mach's preferred sources!

Mod Effigy !!!

Hello , we’re Effigy or Sprawl . We use he/???/it pronouns . We’re a fictive heavy transDID system .

collective IDs : NtM , sickfuck , transabled , transfibromyalgia , transfanged , nullhawaiian , nullhuman , transdiagnosed , transtinyapartment

- Presumably inactive

Mod Pixel Hearts :]

Hej! We're The Pixel Hearts and use it/it&/pixel/heart. We used to go by Mod Vox, but some stuff has changed and we don't feel comfortable with that name anymore. We will only do our sources and occasionally other sources, BUT ONLY if you include emoji vibes in the ask.

We're trisplural, cisdisabled, transswedish, translesbian and quite a bit more.

We'll be active when possible, but might leave for a few months at a time sometimes due to losing interest, but as of now, our status is: semi-active!

MOD P4RTY_FRe4KSZ / BLVE

Cześć ,, we are Mod P4RTY_FRe4KSZ . – the main pronouns we use are ; it&/thing&/[REDACTED]&/bitch& and more – we are rather excited to be here to help out . our preferred sources can be found [here] .

we do use a handful of IDs , though we dont feel it necessary to list them right now .

we will sign off using —P4RTY_FReAKSZ ,, —P.Fz ,, or —🎉🍾💊 . we will be semi active ; as we run our own bah blog , though it is a bit dead at the moment .

Please check here for system requests!

[saintobio]

hi, saint! omg i finally caught your ask box open. first of all, i really love sy like it’s so heart-wrenching and deadass, i’ve been thinking about this for months. it’s literally one of the most beautiful works here in tumblr and as a writer myself (though i mostly write fluff and a bit of angst here and there mehehe), i have so much respect for you and i absolutely love what you do, like your craft is amazing and i hope you’re taking some much needed and well-deserved time here and there for yourself since you mentioned you’re feeling a bit fatigued.

i’d just like to ask the following:

1.) since i remember this one ask, and you’ve been pretty upfront about the timetable of sy with previous asks from years ago, i know you clarified that sy11 will be the climax (dear god how am i ever going to manage) so does it still stand that the angst will last ‘till sy14 since the only reason the timetable changed is bc one chapter split into two?

2.) also, i feel really bad for akemi lately like i get that all the girl wants is to be loved and to have a family, but seeing satoru ditch her like that on their date and then refer to keeping her around as just “fine”, is it really meant to resemble satoru��s earlier dynamic with yn in sn wherein they were only together because they “should” be together (lately, i’ve been noticing that the way you write the nuances of satoru’s thoughts about akemi always involves the word: “should”—)?

because if it is, you’re a genius, my god, the many “full circle” moments in sy (e.g. the encounter with sera!) just demonstrates your mastery and control of the plot and its overall dynamic. i honestly thought, at some point, gojoyn moments would be unsalvageable given the current conflict with akemi, but the way you’re steadily steering it back to the main couple is just…fucking flawless.

a long and happy life to you, our queen! 🩵👑

1) yes, angst will still progress until sy14. i’m surprised you still remember that? it’s been over a year gahhh 😫

2) fair point !! although i’m not sure this is something i can answer at this stage :))) that man is complicated as we all know

and thank you so so much T^T i really appreciate it like idek what to say i just wanna cry HSJS and also good luck to ur writing loveee <3 i’m sure you’re doing amazing urself !!

[syscultureis]

Cw: kind of sys/course but not really I just mention End0s. Also sorry if I described this poorly, brain is loud right now.

Plural culture is wanting to steal end0genic terms to use to describe how different alters formed.

Like- as part of a CDID system, obviously end0genic is impossible as a system formation, but like. We’ve had alters form for seemingly no reason. We have had alters form because of stress alone, or because of Maladaptive Daydreaming, or, for me, xenogenders (I’m split off cat themed ones :3). Admin is so old they might as well have been here forever (and has been mistaken for having just been here forever). I’m 99% sure B0ffy formed just to piss people off (that’s literally all he wants to do). And like half these fuckers got made cause autism.

Terms like these do a way better job at describing specifics about alters than “other origins” of a trauma disorder. And as an autistic system that loves to organize stuff into boxes and labels, I wish we could just- yoink and then pretend those other guys don’t exist. -Skrungled

Felt

[balbharati01]

STAFF SELECTION (2024-25)

STAFF SELECTION (2024-25) POST : DATA OPERATOR

Time: 25 Minutes M.M.: 25 NAME: CONTACT NUMBER

MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTIONS :

Which of the following is a GUI since 1995 a. None of these b. MS-DOS c. Linux version 3 d. Windows XP

The key F12 opens a ……….. a. Save dialog box b. Close dialog box c. Open dialog box d. Save as dialog box

External command is DOS are ………. a. Edit, sys, chkdsk b. Chkdsk, prompt, date c. Copy, edit, sys, format d. Sys, ver, vol

If page finishes then for better comprehension a paragraph is …… a. Paused b. Carried over c. Finished d. None of these

What is place to the left of horizontal scroll bar a. Split buttons b. View buttons c. Tab stop buttons d. Indicators

How many ways you can save a document a. 4 b. 3 c. 5 d. 6

How many KB does 1GB has…… a. 102410241024 b. 10241024 c. 1024102410241024 d. 1024.0

Which of the following is an semi-conductor memory a. CD-ROM b. Magnetic Tape c. Pen-drive d. Hard-disk

To move to the previous worksheet, press…… a. Ctrl + PgUp b. Shift + tab c. Ctrl+ PgDn d. Alt + PgUp

A constant is another name for this type of data…. A. Equation B. Formula C. Number D. Descryption

To protect a worksheet, you can choose protection and the protect sheet from the …..menu a. Format b. Data c. Tools d. Edit

Status indicators are located on the ….. a. Formula bar b. Vertical scroll bar c. Horizontal scroll bar d. Formatting tool bar

You can open the sort dialog box by choosing sort from the ….menu a. view b. tools c. format d. data

which is not an type of network a. internet b. none of these c. LAN d. WAN

What is the main advantage of networking a. Sharing of peripherals b. Interactive data transfer c. All of these d. Sharing of data

Which of the following is independent malicious program that need not any host program a. Virus b. Trap doors c. Trojan horse d. Worm

how can you disable extended selection mode a. Press Del to disable b. Press Esc to disable c. Press F8 again to disable d. Press Enter to disable

You can not close Ms Word application by a. Choosing file menu the exit submenu b. Press Alt+F4 c. Click X button on title bar d. From File menu choose close submenu

Which of the following function key activates the speller a. Shift +F7 b. F9 c. F7 d. F5

Which of the following is not valid version of MS office a. Office vista b. None of these c. Office 2007 d. Office XP

What happens if you press Ctrl + Shift + F8 a. It selects the paragraph on which the insertion line is b. None of these c. It activates the rectangular selection

d. It activates extended selection

Pressing F8 key for three times selects… a. A sentence b. A paragraph c. Entire document d. A word

Usually paragraph are

a. None of these b. Right aligned c. Not aligned d. Left aligned

The vowel ‘I’ is on

a. Right hand b. Not applicable c. On both hands d. Left hand

If the word ‘glassware’ does not occupy in a line then a. Do not use it b. Carry it on next ine c. None of these d. Use hyphen before ‘ware’ and break

[abyss-boxes]

[TEXT ID 1: “This systems host is an introject”]

[TEXT ID 2: “This system splits frequently”]

[TEXT ID 3: “This system has lots of introjects”]

[TEXT ID 4: “This system has a lot of introjects”]

[TEXT ID 5: “This system had a lot of introjects”]

[TEXT ID 6: “This system has a lot of introjects, it doesn’t make them any less valid”]

[TEXT ID 7: “This system has a lot of introjects, but it doesn’t make them any less valid”]

Part one HERE! Enjoy!!

REBLOGS OVER LIKES

Credit appreciated but not required!!

[strangecrownednightmare]

Finally, an exuse to fuse some of my favorite pieces of media. I would drop Taylor, Blake and Sylvester in to Slay the princess. It's a visual novel dealing with both body and cosmic horror. Of course, it is also a love story. To save time, the gang will enter the story all at once, taking on differnt roles. Heavy spoilers will follow.

In the story of Stp, a man desperate to save the world from ending imprisons the consept/god of change and splits it in two pieces. One of these pieces is the player character, a bird-man like creature, and one is a princess. The man, known as the Narrator, will attempt to persuade the player into killing the princess, to stop the end of the world.

Taylor will take the role of the Narrator. She is comfortable with "the ends justify the means" rhetoric and will complain constantly about how this all would be so much easier if everyone just worked together. As the Narrator, she can lightly change the environment or at times take control of the player, wich is very fitting for our dear queen administrator.

Blake is the player character. Not only is it his nature to be active and force the world to react, he is once again in conflict with a piece of himself, that is nearly doomed to end in violence. At least he is in a bird themed body from the start. Although Blake is canonically hot, his drive to move forward, slay the bigger monsters and bad Karma will make it easier fir Taylor to push him into a fight with the Princess. They struggle and both die in their first encounter.

The princess herself is an eldritch being, whose form and personality change based on the watcher's perspection of her. Very Stranger. In the base game, when you die, you awake in a new world, with a new voice in your head, and the princess has changed based on your actions. Enter Sylvester!

This time, Blake wakes up with Sylvester's voice in his head. A devastating time for Taylor as well. In this version, as Blake struggles and fights with the Princess, Sylvester tries to shake the box, possibly flirting with the Princess in the process. Sy's dynamic with her resembles either his relationship with Mary or Mauer, depending on Blake and Taylor's reactions.

In the end, when all is revealed, Blake' s empathy and Sy's desire for freedom will win out, and the two will escape Taylor's prison with the Princess, who possibly joins the Lambs in a faraway universe. Thank you for anyone who has read this far, clearly I have fanfiction I need to write. This was a fun prompt and I highly recommend anyone curious to give Slay the Princess a try, it is a wonderful story. Each of Wildbow's protagonists fit the game like a glove filled with glass shards.

Since people liked the last question I asked, here's round 2 for y'all

Each Wildbow Protag is dumped into the last romantic-comedy you've watched/read/played (visual novels are allowed).

How badly do they ruin the romance?

[positivitycombopack]

Surprise! Art Challenge!

I’m sorry it’s so late in the day - made the choice to stop doing system stuff at work (and forgot I planned this)

But! Starting tomorrow, I have a 30 day art challenge for all y’all with DID! (I may even participate myself).

This challenge is for all systems who want to participate! Take it at your own pace - the goal is to just get through all 30 pictures. Draw however you interpret the prompt - even if you don’t experience x y or z, how do you feel about it? Think outside the box!

Added Challenge: Use the Bastard System’s DID flag as a palette challenge on top of this one!

The Prompts:

Day 1: Inner World

Day 2: Alters

Day 3: Dissociation

Day 4: Co-Fronting

Day 5: Switching

Day 6: Child

Day 7: Blurry

Day 8: Dream

Day 9: Group Portrait

Day 10: DID Emoji

Day 11: Survivor

Day 12: Therapy

Day 13: Support

Day 14: Trauma

Day 15: Break! (Halfway done - either use the word as a prompt, or draw whatever you want!)

Day 16: Splitting

Day 17: The Front

Day 18: Parts

Day 19: Disordered

Day 20: Time Loss

Day 21: Fusion

Day 22: Functional

Day 23: In-Sys

Day 24: Roles

Day 25: Singlet

Day 26: Media

Day 27: Research

Day 28: Community

Day 29: Healing

Day 30: Growth

[siren--squid]

Welcome!!

Our old blogs got terminated and because tumblr sucks full ass, I can't get them back!! So, new ones!!

Please use tone tags, and split up long text when talking to us! 🩵

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Between A Wolf and A Hard Place Chapter 2

Characters: Jake Jensen, Captain Syverson, Reader Pairings: Jake Jensen x Reader Word count: 1381 Type: angst and fluff. oh right and a touch of violence. Summary: Your significant other comes home from a mission to find someone unexpected in your shared home.

Author’s Note: Am basing Jake and the Losers theater of operations based on the comics, not so much the movie.   The jerks.  Thank you to @longlineofcrazy for the support, and to @ysmmsy and @zealoushound for the unintentional kick in the ass to finish this chapter.  

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“Syverson?" Jake sounded more than a tiny bit surprised at the greeter he received at his own door.  The confusion covered his squinting face.  

“Jensen,” the other man replied, with a droll Texan inflection, hand still on the door as he leaned against the frame.  

They knew each other??  

Of course they did, you silently chided yourself.  While you did not know all the intimate ins and outs of how the Special Forces Units operated, you lived near the base long enough to know they were a small percentage of the soldiers stationed at Fort Bragg. It was very possible Jake and Syverson trained together, gone on the same mission together or hell even had been part of the same team at some point.  Based on their matching light colored boots, you expected they were both in the same theater of operations.  

Jake’s glasses were darkened by the sun, and you saw him attempt to look over the broad shoulders in front of him, searching in the unlit house interior. “What are you doing here?”  

“The woman of the house invited me over,” Syverson admitted, almost smuggly, giving little detail. You rolled your eyes at his implied meaning.

Jake’s chest puffed out as his shoulders straightened, his hand around his duffel clenching and unclenching.  “Really?” he sounded incredulous, and almost hurt.  

The tension between them was building by the second and you felt in your bones that it had a lot more to do with something other than you.  You swallowed against the dry feeling in your throat wanting to speak up or move but unsure what to say or do.  

With a small laugh, the broader man stepped back, waving Jake into the house.  With his eyes still on Syverson, he walked into the living room, dropping his duffel against the wall before looking for you.  He found you biting your lip, standing dumbfounded beside a couch.  

"Baby," he gushed softly, waving you toward him.  You had never seen Jake so tired, so weary.  Every line on his face seemed deeper than when he left three months ago.  Could simply be this was the first time in the last 15 months together that he came home directly to you.   All the other missions’ endings, you did not see him until he had gone to his apartment first where he had time to rest and regroup before seeing you.

This mission could have been particularly rough, you had no way of knowing if it was or not.  You also were certain the man shutting your front door was causing tension in your boyfriend’s body and face.  Regardless of the cause, you wanted to wrap Jensen in a blanket and not let him go until Clay beckons again.  

With an unsure glance at Sy, you stepped forward, giving Jensen a quick peck hello.  Before you could step back though, his hand fisted in your shirt at the small of your back, keeping you in place for a split second longer, seeming to need you close.  

Keenly aware that you have an audience, you smiled gently against Jake’s lips, wrapping your arms around him, very happy to have him there again.  “Welcome home, babe,” you mutter softly, pulling back just a bit to focus on his unfocused eyes.  

Giving you the ridiculously adorable half smile that makes your heart flutter every time you see it, Jake pulled you tighter against him, leaning his forehead against yours.  “Good to be home, hon," he admitted, and you certainly do not miss the inflection on the word “home,” it sent little twitterpated butterflies through your whole body, making you cling to him.  

At the sound of a clearing throat, you both looked over at the other man standing in your house.  "If you wanna help me load a few things in my truck, Jensen, I’ll get out of y’all’s way," Syverson stated, running his hand over his shaved head.

Jake looked at you in confusion, and you saw the wheels turning behind his blue eyes.  “He’s taking some of the extra furniture,” you explained.  

“Drug your feet again, huh?” he teased with the first genuine smile on his face you’ve seen in three months.  

Crinkling your nose playfully, you noded.  “Yup.  You expect anything else?”  

“Not from my girl,” he pecked you on the nose, playfully squeezing your ass and moving towards the garage with a wave for Syverson to follow.  

Three months ago, well three months and a week ago to be exact, Jake and you decided it was time the two of you moved in together.  Seemed silly for Jake to pay for an apartment near the base when he practically lived in your cute little 1940s home in town already.  

Since the threat that the team could go out at any time hung over you, you had sweet-talked Cougar, Roque, and Pooch to help move all of Jake’s belongings across town with the promise of a home cooked meal.  Clay came for the meal and beer, mostly just supervising from your kitchen table, drinking your beer.  And the guys managed to get everything squeezed into your tiny home within a day.  

Over the next week, Jensen and you sorted through his belongings, choosing what of his was better than yours and moved the excess into the second bay in the garage. What would be JJ’s beat up ride’s spot had become the makeshift spot for storing extra everything.  

As he packed later that week to head out with the team, you had promised you would clear it all out while he was gone.  Instead of doing the sensible thing and having a garage sale weeks ago, you had hastily placed a craigslist ad after receiving an email two days ago that hinted at the team’s imminent return.  

Syverson was the first and only responder so far, and he seemed to want a majority of the larger pieces of furniture including a dresser, filing cabinet, sofa and a spare kitchen cabinet you had left over in the back of the garage from when you remodeled your kitchen years ago.  

Twenty minutes of strained teamwork later you had been dismissed and stood on the front porch, watching the men tie everything down in the bed of Sy’s truck.  Once he was no longer needed, Jake wandered over to you.  He looked bone weary and so very tired.  Giving him the soft smile reserved for him, you opened your arms.  He replied with his own small smile as he pulled his glasses from his face, and stepped up to the side of the porch, putting him at the perfect height to press his face into your chest, wrapping his arms around your waist, tight.  He drew in a deep breath and his arms seemed to tighten even more around you.  

With a happy sigh, you placed one hand on the back of his head, gently stroking up and down his neck, as the other snaked across his shoulders.  As you kissed the top of his head, you felt him relax further into you as you mentally made plans for after Sy leaves.  You were going to lead your favorite man into the house, send him to the shower while you call out of work tomorrow. Then you would join him and afterwards the two of you won’t leave the bed or house for a few days.  

"Thank you, darlin’," Sy’s voice broke you out of your head.  You felt Jake tense almost imperceptibly against you at the sound of the man’s voice.  You blinked a few times and refocused your eyes onto the cash folded into fourths pinned between Syverson’s fore and middle fingers, extended towards you over Jensen’s left shoulder.  

You gave him a small nod and smile, taking the money with the hand not currently cradling Jake’s head.  

“Gimme a call next time your drawers need rearranging,” the burly man smirked as he raised his hand in a wave, and took one step backwards.  

In a split second before you could even register what Sy had said, Jake’s head rose up, his eyes clouding over with animosity and anger in an instant.  You could only watch as he wheeled around, his right fist hitting Syverson square on the left cheek, snapping the other man’s head back with force you had never seen Jensen use before.

“Jackob!”

Chapter 3

[monochromayhem]

We have a take regarding that, actually!

So for many who want to reduce systemhood down to parts, I tend to humor them for the sake of it. They’ll say “well, what’s the point of an in-sys relationship if they’re ultimately all part of you?”

Putting aside the individuality of headmates, my usual response is that if someone wants to focus on “parts that make a whole”, the idea of one part loving another is the ultimate expression of self love. Why would anyone want to shame that?

For obvious reasons I feel like sysmates are in fact individuals, but meeting the reductive argument head on, there’s a case that such an expression of an in-sys relationship is in and of itself a sign of personal health and healing.

Additionally, we have experience with point 3– our partner system has the other half of a headmate who basically split himself because staying fused together was extremely toxic. While they are themselves they are also each other, and they went from hating each other for their failures to straight up being boyfriends. It’s awesome, and it feels like they’re healing from what they perceived as each others’ weaknesses.

As a dynamic, I feel such a relationship towards oneself is actually more than healthy symbolically, as it’s the acceptance of all the things within yourself that you’ve divorced from your public image. All the things that you chose to hide or “get rid of” or box away into the attic of your mind, all made manifest into this other creature that’s so much like you but somehow not quite you. And choosing to love that new person and accept their flaws, which in turn is the acceptance of your OWN flaws, thus coming to terms with everything you once despised about yourself and reaching ever closer to self actualization.

selfcest is actually genuinely interesting to think about as a dynamic. obviously it's mostly stuck as a fantasy, but there's three situations i can think of where the idea can be relevant in real life.

autosexuality (literally being attracted to/in a relationship with yourself)

relationships between alters in the same system

relationships between alters in different systems that are introjects of the same person

not counting the combination of 2 and 3 as a separate thing but that happens too.

anyway i don't really have much more to say here it's just kinda a neat concept

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Sand and Stars - Chapter Ten

Series Summary: After the water pump being blown up, the insurgents in Baqubah are taking a hold of the food supply to the village. Camp Warhorse is in dire need of reinforcements. It has been eight months of submitting countless requests when the High Command commissions Sergeant Olivia Ross to take her group of men and women and help Captain Syverson and his team to restore a semblance of normalcy. But with the war raging, does it get two hearts closer too?

Pairing: Captain Syverson x OFC x OMC

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: 18+, angst, mentions of war, military technicalities, character held fugitive

A/N: Heya everyone! The update to this series took too long. I had kind of lost my muse, but I'm back at it again. Third-last part to the series really. Lots of things happening in this chapter, you might even hate me a little. 👀

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Liv looked from one captain to another, her hands behind her back as she was commanded to stand at ease. The tension in the room was palpable. Standing to her one side was Pepps, watching the cold exchange between his superiors with his hands resting on his vest. While on the other side, Liv’s and Alex’s second-in-command stood with a straight face.

“He cannot be trusted.” Alex banged the table with his hand, the cup of coffee placed on the metal surface shook with the impact.

Sy looked pissed. He was glaring at the maps and pictures strewn on the table, his face descending into a frown. His lips pressed together and his nostrils flaring the longer he stared. Liv knew something was wrong. She had seen Sy get angry before, but today he seemed like he was hanging by the last nerve.

“I say we grill him until he squeaks.” Alex stood up straight, looking at Liv for a split second before he averted his gaze. “You should have been more careful when you approved of the insider info.”

Alex’s words were laced with absolute venom, the caustic cut of his statement caused Liv to stare at her feet. His tight grip on her arms last night had left bruises on her skin which throbbed on hearing his words. She took a deep breath and looked up again, trying to avoid looking at Alex and concentrating on Sy’s face. Mahmoud was their friend, she was left perturbed by the intel blowing up, but she never second guessed Mahmoud's intentions about helping them.

She thought Sy would disagree with Alex. Sy knew how much effort she had poured into helping the Special Forces to combat the militia. There had been days when she had voiced her feelings to him about staying back at the camp. The sole purpose of her coming to Warhorse had already ended. They had been lagging behind on the food truck retrieval, with her chopper destroyed, her best friend dead, the only thing keeping her in Baqubah was Sy.

"No one touches a hair on that man." Sy's voice was authoritative. Looking at Alex with narrowed eyes glinting with ferocious vexation, Sy spoke again. "You want to stir unrest amongst the people who decide to help us. I am not going to allow that."

"It was you who asked for assistance. Wasn't it because you knew you failed?"

The air in the room vibrated with challenged machismo from both Captains when Alex questioned Sy's ability to handle his job. Liv could see Sy was suppressing his fury, letting his hands hang to the side. She had to ask herself in that moment, was she the reason why they were in disagreement or was it her guilty conscience?

"What do you suggest?" Sy asked with gritted teeth.

"We go to the leader's holding and attack. Cut them at their roots."

Like her lips couldn't stop themselves, she stepped forward and blurted out, "We shouldn't do that."

Two sets of fiery eyes looked at her in that instant. She gulped as she glanced from one man to another. Sy averted his gaze to look to the side with a scowl that pierced her heart. It affected her deeply, confused her even, but she had an important issue at hand.

"Sir, we don't know whether the locals would help us or not. And ambushing the militants, with their last known residence in the city, I don't think we should endanger-"

Her sentence was cut short when Alex covered the distance between them and stood over her. She took a step back, heavily reminded of how small she felt, how she cowered away from him last night.

"You do not speak out of turn, Sergeant. Have you forgotten how this works?"

"Alex…" She whispered, feeling weaker than ever under his piercing stare. Liv met Sy's cold stare over Alex's shoulder and felt dispirited with the lack of support in the room.

"You're dismissed, Sergeant." Alex spat out the words, glaring at her with his sea green orbs.

She spared a glance to her second-in-command and nodded her head, trying to avoid the creeping sensation of inferiority rearing it's head. Her eyes quickly flicked between Alex and Sy before she walked out the door, resisting the urge to look back.

***

Liv grabbed her gun and slung it across her shoulder. Picking up her helmet from the table, she strapped it to her chin, securing it tightly to sit on her head.

"Go ahead. Mount up the ammo, I'll be out in a moment." She told her men who ran out with the boxes of ammunition to load up the Humvee. On her way to Sy's office, she came across soldiers from other units, walking in hurried steps as they were about to roll out.

After she was asked to leave, Sy and Alex had come to the decision to ambush the militant leader. She had been ordered to ready her unit as they were to attack the enemy with full force. She had her doubts but after how Alex treated her, she knew her opinions meant nothing. She had gone off to find Mahmoud's whereabouts and was informed that a team had been sent to bring him to the camp.

Liv reached Sy's office and stared at the door for a long minute. She had to talk to him, ask him if he was okay. She had to see him before they left for the desert which was about to turn into a warzone. Knocking at the door, Liv entered the small office and found Sy putting on his combat vest with a sulk on his face. He looked up the instant she crossed the threshold to the room, staring at her for a moment before going back to his task.

"Sy," Liv closed the door behind her, covering the distance between them and latching onto his back for a hug. She breathed in his scent, feeling warmth at the contact, only then realizing she had missed him tremendously. "Is everything okay?" She whispered, trying to keep the calm of their shelter intact, away from the chaos outside.

Sy did not respond, detaching himself from her embrace to grab his holster from the table. Liv watched him with confusion, feeling the coldness that was emitting from him.

"Sy-" She began but he spoke before she could finish her sentence.

"It is Alex, isn't it? The friend who you screwed up with?" His voice was sharp like the edge of the sword, cutting into her heart with each syllable. "Is that what you do, fuck your Captain where you go?"

Liv's heart sank, his words burned like hot metal on her skin. She stared at the back of his head, going over his words over and over again in her mind. Sy turned around to look at her, eyebrows scrunched, and an infuriating gaze accusingly boring into her.

"What?" She could only ask, left stunned and hurt.

"I saw you both last night, up on the roof. Is that what you wanted me to see? Let me know subtly that you didn't love me?"

"No." She asserted. Taking a step forward, she reached out her hand to hold his but he pulled back the instant her fingertip grazed his skin.

"You take me for a fool? You think you can string me along like that?"

This time Sy stepped forward, walking until her back hit the opposite wall. Liv could feel the sting of tears in her eyes. She could see the hurt, anger, scepticism in Sy's flaming blue orbs and she wanted nothing but to tell him what the truth was. But he caged her in with his arms on either side of her face, leaning so close to her face that his breath washed over her skin.

"I told you I love you, I asked you so many times if there was anyone else in your life. I gave you my everything." Sy closed his eyes taking in heavy breaths for a moment. "And this is how you reward me. Seeing you in his arms…"

Liv was rendered speechless. Her tears had overflowed, trickling down her cheeks in a hot trail. She brought her hand to grab onto his shirt when, shaking her head to deny his accusations when he pulled back.

"When we are done today, you leave for Baghdad, Sergeant." Sy grabbed his gun and his pistol from the table and walked out the door, slamming it behind him and tearing Liv's spirit to shreds.

***

“Sergeant?” Liv heard the gruff voice of her private speaking from above her. She opened her eyes, clutching her head in her hands as a buzzing noise reverberated in her ears. The hot desert sun blinded her eyes as she took in her surroundings. Looking at her arms she noticed her skin was matted with a thick black concoction of sweat, dirt and blood.

“Let me help you.” The private said, putting his hand on her back and gently pushing her to sit up. Liv shook her head when she sat erect, blinking her eyes several times until everything came to focus.

The compound was abuzz with people, soldiers in a hurry to mount the cars with ammo. She saw a few of the men sitting on the ground with injuries visible on their skin. Some were being given water and helped to stand up, while others were just lying on the ground, groaning in pain and agony.

Liv ached in several places with her head fuzzy from the hit she had taken to the side of her face. But even in that incoherent haze, she could figure out which vehicle had not made it back to the compound. She refused to believe he was dead. But her blood ran cold when she thought it was a possibility.

The last Liv remembered was running towards Sy’s unit with her men flanking her sides. The RPG had barely missed Sy’s truck but was close enough to overturn it on impact with the ground. Their envoy had stopped to cover fire Liv and her unit, while they made their way towards the upturned car lying on its side. Everything was only a few feet away when the militants had ambushed them from the side, forcing them to take shelter behind the remains of blown-up vehicles.

Gunfire had raged everywhere. Bullets were hitting the rusted metal parts of the car’s frame, missing Liv's body by inches. Liv had advised over the comms to cover her as she saw movement behind the smoky remnants of Sy’s truck. She could hear Alex’s commands over the other voices; he was sending the rest of them back to the camp, saying how his unit was only a few clicks away from her location and they would be there to assist her team. She could hear them trying to get anyone from Sy’s unit to respond but all they got in return was deafening static.

Liv could feel her heart beating in her ears with the fear of losing Sy and with the probability of dying herself. She had run behind a boulder, taken cover and waited for her troops to join her. She had looked up from behind the stony mass when all of a sudden, the back of a rifle had come from the side and hit her temple, knocking her out cold.

Groaning at the memory, Liv’s hand instinctively went up to the place of impact on her forehead. She felt the crusted ruddy line dripping down the side of her face, winching when her fingers touched the sore spot. Bracing her weight on the outstretched hand of her private, Liv stood up from the ground on shaky legs. She thanked the private for his help, dismissing him to look after others needing assistance. She watched him jog away when her eyes spotted Alex with his Lieutenant.

She had no idea what brought on the rage inside her, but her insides boiled when she looked at him. She stormed towards Alex, throwing her helmet to the side. She briefly took note of her men staring at her wide eyed, halting their activities to watch her figure cross the length of the compound with furious eyes and heavy steps.

Pulling at his Kevlar vest, Liv turned Alex around to face her, ignoring the shock on his Lieutenant's face at her disdainful behavior. Feeling lost, scared and angry at the one person who had fucked up the sanctuary she had built with the one she loved, Liv wanted to ask him only one question.

"Did you leave him on purpose? Did you leave Sy to die?"

“Sergeant! You better watch your words.” Came the Lieutenant’s order, coming to stand in front of her face. But Liv did not pay him any heed, she looked into Alex’s eyes, searching for her answer.

Alex clenched his jaw; his lips were pressed tightly in a thin line. Liv waited for him to answer, listening to Alex’s heavy breaths and keeping her eyes fixed on his. He scrunched his face, the lines near his nose deepening, until he moved to come closer to her. Liv had to crane her neck to look him in the eye, but she held her ground.

“Sergeant Ross, you do realize you are talking to your Captain?”

The anger in her was dissolving and was getting overcome by fear; fear of losing Sy. She felt her hands tremble as she balled them into fists with her eyes beginning to sting with the forming tears.

“We have to go back to get him, Alex.” She spoke in a raggedly calm manner. “We don’t leave our men behind.”

Liv hated him for many reasons, but right now all she needed was a friend. She spared a glance to the Lieutenant and then at the others standing behind them. Alex let out a heavy breath and momentarily closed his eyes before tapping her on the shoulder.

“Get to the medic, you’re bleeding.” He bluntly instructed, before turning to talk to the Lieutenant and walking towards the building which housed the office. Like on command, a trickle of blood trailed down Liv’s eyebrows, hanging onto her eyelashes before she swiped her hand over her forehead.

Fresh crimson liquid on her hand glistened under the sun, the metallic scent of blood lingering in the dusty winds. She felt her eyes blur for a second, her footing became unsteady until a set of strong hands came to hold onto her arms.

“It’s okay, Sarge, I got you.” She had no idea who it was, only that it wasn’t her friend or her lover.

***

No one could stay calm after returning from the warzone. No one could rest.

Liv had passed out again on the makeshift medical center’s bed. The docs said it was because of the blow to her head and the bleeding coupled with heat, but Liv wanted to add a few more things to the list. Topping everything else was the fact that it was almost night time and they were yet to find out if Sy was dead or alive.

She watched the rusty old blades of the ceiling fan whirr with metallic creaks. She looked to her side and noticed the groaning man beside her. He had his arm bandaged and his eye looked swollen shut. She recognized him to be from Alex’s unit, one of his privates maybe, someone who was out in the warzone for the first time.

Taking a deep, shaky breath and willing herself to sit up, Liv slung her legs from the edge of the bed. She touched the bandage on her forehead, dabbing at the bump of the material on her skin. She grabbed her shirt hanging from the metal railing of the bed and started putting it on over her t-shirt.

“You okay, man?” She placed a gentle hand over the private’s shoulder, nodding her head at him when he replied with a weak ‘yes’. She was about to ask him if he needed anything when the ruckus from outside the window pulled her attention.

Liv was staring wide-eyed at the commotion through the infirmary's window. Someone was being dragged by the collar of their shirt into the centre of the compound to where Alex and his men stood. Without wasting any time, Liv buttoned her shirt and ran out the infirmary, ignoring the protests of the doctor present in the room. She rushed down the stairs towards the exit, out into the yard to find Mahmoud pushed to stand in front of the men.

“Mahmoud! What is happening?” She ran to stand next to her friend, holding onto his arm as he stumbled forward. He had scrapes on his face and his nose was bleeding. His camo shirt was disheveled, the buttons on the front straining against their holes.

Disregarding her question, the man from Alex’s unit turned his scowling face towards the Captain. “We found him making his way to the camp. He refused to come with us as a fugitive and when he resisted-”

“You hit him?” Liv looked towards the poor man who had been nothing but helpful all this time. Sy always counted on him, he always told her how Mahmoud was like the beacon of hope for restoring some sort of peace to this place. “Sir, Mahmoud has been helping us all along. He has been important for everything that we have accomplished here.”

Alex crossed his arms over his chest while regarding Liv with contempt. “This man and his intel have led to my men getting injured. He was the one who set you up with the insider who betrayed you and now, your Captain’s missing. And yet you trust this guy?” He nearly spat out the last words to her, anger flaming in his eyes as he stared at Mahmoud’s form.

“Believe me Sergeant, I did not know about the boy. I did not know he would betray you.” Mahmoud held onto Liv’s arm, quivering in his place as he spoke. “I am not lying. I saw him myself. Captain and his men are alive and they’ve taken them captive.”

“How do you expect us to believe you?!” The man from before bellowed, grabbing Mahmoud’s collar again and yanking him backwards. Liv was quick to react, holding onto the soldier’s arm, grasping it tightly and pulling it away from Mahmoud’s shirt.

“Stop it! That is not how we treat them!” Liv turned to look at Mahmoud, ignoring the wild thumping in her heart. Her hands were beginning to tremble again, but she was also filled with the warmth of relief in finding out that her Sy was alive. “Mahmoud, please do not lie. You know Sy trusted you, more than he trusted anyone from around here.” She took his hands in hers, looking the man in the eyes with a pleading gaze. “Is Sy alive?”

“Yes, Sergeant. But-

“But what?” The beating of her heart was so loud in her ears, she was certain everybody could hear it. She had a sinking feeling in her gut, that whatever Mahmoud was going to say next would move the ground beneath her feet.

“They-the leader, he plans on executing the Captain and his men… make an example of them. To show what happens to anyone who helps the Americans.”

Blood drained from Liv’s body the moment those words left Mahmoud’s mouth. He went on to describe things he saw, but everything was a blur after that. Liv took a few staggered steps away, looking at the ground under her feet and feeling dread seeping into every fiber of her being. She had to pull in trembling breaths through her thoughts to finally calm her nerves.

Sy was hurt, they had beaten him. They were going to execute him.

Liv just wanted to crumple to the floor, lose all semblance of sanity, her mind fixated on how they had ended things. But she closed her eyes and willed herself to focus on her training. She had to save him or die trying. She loved the man and now that she knew he was alive, she had to give her everything to bring him back.

“Sir,” She said with a renewed fervor. Alex and his men looked at her at the same time. She could be reading wrong, but it seemed like Alex’s eyes had softened, the fury in his eyes was replaced with concern. “If you could hear me out sir, I have a plan.”

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⭐️ Mod Starset ⭐️

The Starset System

⭐️ What age is your physical body? A minor! ⭐️ What pronouns should I call you as a collective? They / them please! ⭐️ What type of system are you? DID ⭐️ How many alter do you have? What about introjects? 41 alters in total, 14 introjects ⭐️ What tags do you use? "mod starset 💫" ⭐️ Where can I find more from you? On our main! @the-starset-system ⭐️ Anything else? Not really, but we hope you enjoy it here! Thank you for reading!

🌸 Mod Bedtime 🌙

The Bedtime System

🌸 What age is your physical body? minor 🌙 What pronouns should I call you as a collective? they / them 🌸 What type of system are you? DID 🌙 How many alter do you have? What about introjects? around 30 known alters, 10 known introjects 🌸 What tags do you use? #mod bedtime 🌸 🌙 Where can I find more from you? @bedtime-sys 🌸 Anything else? ┏(-_-)┓┏(-_-)┛┗(-_- )┓

🪴 Mod Comet 🪴

The Comet Moth Eclipse

🪴 What age is your physical body? Minor 🪴 What pronouns should I call you as a collective? They/Them i guess 🪴 What type of system are you? DID 🪴 How many alter do you have? What about introjects? 40+ alters in total. 37 introjects 🪴 What tags do you use? #mod comet🪰 🪴 Where can I find more from you? @traffycaks , if u see a @traffycakes thats my dead account, lmao. 🪴 Anything else? Nah

🌺Mod Bloom🌺

The Moobloom Herd

🌸 What age is your physical body? Minor !! 🌸 What pronouns should I call you as a collective? They/Them and Star/Stars 🌸 What type of system are you? DID 🌸 How many alter do you have? What about introjects? 81 in total, 67 of such are introjects. 🌸 What tags do you use? #mod bloom 🌺 🌸 Where can I find more from you? Our main @themoobloomherd or our fictive help blog @the-herd-helps !! 🌸 Anything else? We are polyfragmented :]]

🌻 Mod Woonderland 🌻

The Wonderland System

🌱 What age is your physical body? 16 🌱 What pronouns should I call you as a collective? They / them 🌱 What type of system are you? OSDD 🌱 How many alter do you have? What about introjects? 283 in total, 132 are introjects 🌱 What tags do you use? "#mod woonderland 🌻" 🌱 Where can I find more from you? @thewoonderlandsystem & @woonderland-intros 🌱 Anything else? Nah

🍁Mod Leaf🍁

The Haven System

🍁 What age is your physical body? Minor. 🍁 What pronouns should I call you as a collective? They/Them 🍁 What type of system are you? OSDD 🍁 How many alters do you have? What about introjects? We have 19 known alters and 14 of them are introjects. 🍁 What tags do you use? "#mod leaf🍁" 🍁 Where can I find more from you? @dumbasses-in-a-trenchcoat 🍁 Anything else? uhmmmmmmmm not really, but we hope you all have a good time!

Thank you for reading! Have a good day!

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STAFF SELECTION (2024-25)

STAFF SELECTION (2024-25) POST : DATA OPERATOR

Time: 25 Minutes M.M.: 25 NAME: CONTACT NUMBER

MULTIPLE CHOICE QUESTIONS :

Which of the following is a GUI since 1995 a. None of these b. MS-DOS c. Linux version 3 d. Windows XP

The key F12 opens a ……….. a. Save dialog box b. Close dialog box c. Open dialog box d. Save as dialog box

External command is DOS are ………. a. Edit, sys, chkdsk b. Chkdsk, prompt, date c. Copy, edit, sys, format d. Sys, ver, vol

If page finishes then for better comprehension a paragraph is …… a. Paused b. Carried over c. Finished d. None of these

What is place to the left of horizontal scroll bar a. Split buttons b. View buttons c. Tab stop buttons d. Indicators

How many ways you can save a document a. 4 b. 3 c. 5 d. 6

How many KB does 1GB has…… a. 102410241024 b. 10241024 c. 1024102410241024 d. 1024.0

Which of the following is an semi-conductor memory a. CD-ROM b. Magnetic Tape c. Pen-drive d. Hard-disk

To move to the previous worksheet, press…… a. Ctrl + PgUp b. Shift + tab c. Ctrl+ PgDn d. Alt + PgUp

A constant is another name for this type of data…. A. Equation B. Formula C. Number D. Descryption

To protect a worksheet, you can choose protection and the protect sheet from the …..menu a. Format b. Data c. Tools d. Edit

Status indicators are located on the ….. a. Formula bar b. Vertical scroll bar c. Horizontal scroll bar d. Formatting tool bar

You can open the sort dialog box by choosing sort from the ….menu a. view b. tools c. format d. data

which is not an type of network a. internet b. none of these c. LAN d. WAN

What is the main advantage of networking a. Sharing of peripherals b. Interactive data transfer c. All of these d. Sharing of data

Which of the following is independent malicious program that need not any host program a. Virus b. Trap doors c. Trojan horse d. Worm

how can you disable extended selection mode a. Press Del to disable b. Press Esc to disable c. Press F8 again to disable d. Press Enter to disable

You can not close Ms Word application by a. Choosing file menu the exit submenu b. Press Alt+F4 c. Click X button on title bar d. From File menu choose close submenu

Which of the following function key activates the speller a. Shift +F7 b. F9 c. F7 d. F5

Which of the following is not valid version of MS office a. Office vista b. None of these c. Office 2007 d. Office XP

What happens if you press Ctrl + Shift + F8 a. It selects the paragraph on which the insertion line is b. None of these c. It activates the rectangular selection

d. It activates extended selection

Pressing F8 key for three times selects… a. A sentence b. A paragraph c. Entire document d. A word

Usually paragraph are

a. None of these b. Right aligned c. Not aligned d. Left aligned

The vowel ‘I’ is on

a. Right hand b. Not applicable c. On both hands d. Left hand

If the word ‘glassware’ does not occupy in a line then a. Do not use it b. Carry it on next ine c. None of these d. Use hyphen before ‘ware’ and break