#I hope I'll be safe

[therapythoughtstogether]

What is splitting if you don't mind

Also can your best friend help you leave the cruel man

Hi!!! Thanks for the message 🥺

The way I can describe splitting in my case, is suddenly seeing a person that I adore as "bad", going from love to hate. It has to do with the BPD black-and-white mentality and the intense mood swings. It also can be a person I kind of like and then I decide that now I hate them because of something really insignificant that triggered me (or something serious related to my trauma).

It may lead to an episode and I can get really emotional, angry, loud. I cry like there is no tomorrow and I can yell a lot. In the worst cases I have even thrown stuff around and slammed doors. I know there's also quiet splitting, so you kind of carry the storm inside. My storm usually manifests very physically and it's difficult to contain. Then I end up physically and mentally exhausted and people can easily end up getting tired of being around someone like me.

Things that can trigger it for me, as in this case, when people yell at me or raise their voice (due to my trauma), if I perceive that I'm being abandoned, If I feel unloved or like people I love don't care about me, if I feel interrogated about my trauma and people start to ask for details, situations that imply lack of consent, if I sense injustice towards me and particularly to others. There are probably more triggers that I don't remember now and maybe some I don't even know of yet.

Once the episode passes, I go back to loving the person as if nothing has happened.

As for my friend helping me escape this situation, we are actually planning something, so send all the good vibes, positive thoughts, prayers, whatever it my be. Thank you for caring!! 🙏🏼

I hope my explanation was useful somehow! People experience splitting differently, so other pwBPD, feel free to comment and add your own experiences.

Sending love! 💜

[ionomycin]

mermay

[north-noire]

that one scene in the FNaF movie got me, okay?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You're mine now, old man.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[snivel1]

Kinito in the computer of a person in an abusive family.

Horror&blood warning under the cut!

Transcript of the intentionally hard to read text:

"Friend! I made sure to give them a good talking to! They won't bother you ever again!"

[kahootqueen69]

angsty timeskip!octogoblin my beloved

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[tianhai03]

i forgot to do this here last night when i reposted this onto twitter but anyways. happy pride month i dont have time to draw anything new yet so have one of my banger drawings from last year (insert transgender flag here)

[gutterally]

🌀Hypnosis 101🌀

Today, many misunderstand the art of hypnosis. Others are quick to disbelieve without research.

R‌‌‌‌‌adqueers who want to t‌‌‌‌ransition and more:

This can help.

🌀How does it work?🌀

Hypnosis invites suggestions into a listener's subconcious. Listeners will themselves nto a trance-like state, which is key for a hypnotist to be accurately listened to.

A trance is any dissociation from one's body. Most experience this without knowing! You may be in a trance when invested in a book, a daydream, a song, etc. You may even feel it while using a smartphone. All it takes is to feel disconnected from your surroundings and body.

Inductions are methods to cause a hypnotic trance. They temporarily rework a listener's mind to pay more attention to the hypnotist than their surroundings. Your consciousness is subdued, which make the listener's *sub*consciousness open to hypnotic suggestions.

Methods vary. Some methods are suitable for you and unsuitable for others. An overstimulated listener may easily imagine themself in a sensory deprivation tank, while an understimulated listener may prefer being guided down imaginary stairs. There are even methods that do not require imagining at all.

🌀Hypnosis & S​​​​​​​ubliminals🌀

Both utilize the subconcious. They work to a varying extent, depending on how one goes about it.

The difference is, s​​​ubliminals require passive listening (subconcious only) while hypnosis requires partially active listening (subconcious and conscious).

🌀How to be hypnotized🌀

Do beginner induction hypnoses. Newcomers oft struggle to focus because they've jumped into a fun hypnosis, without knowing the mindfulness required.

Stay patient. Do not skip to a part - falling into trance requires active participation. Remind yourself that "hypnosis will happen eventually."

Quiet your inner critic. If you find your thoughts wandering and your body restless, try not to criticize yourself - gently guide them back. This gets better with practice.

Don't fall asleep midway! Some inductions include the classic "you are getting sleepy". This is meant to be metaphorical. Falling asleep cuts the effectivity.

Trust your hypnotist. Throw out any "hypnosis is scary" biases and understand that you're safe.

🌀How to hypnotize🌀

Research which methods of hypnosis you'd want. Which inductions? Recording or live? Verbal or non-verbal? Your voice or text-to-speech?

Compare and contrast official hypnosis scripts. What methods do they use? What words do they emphasize? Can you replicate the written/verbal tone? Create your own script based on the format of those comparisons.

If you plan a verbal hypnosis, keep a bottle of water close for any sign of dry throat.

Rehearse beforehand. The smallest mistake could disrupt trance. Time how long each attempt takes—see if your script can be cut down or extended to your liking.

If you know your subject beforehand, use your knowledge. Plan out how their mind works and how you could navigate it with your words. This may take multiple tries, but personal approaches are thricefold effective.

Trust in your hypnosis. You cannot stew in skepticism while performing the act you're skeptical of. Throw out any "hypnosis is hard" doubts and understand that you can fake it 'til you make it.

That is all.

Or at least, all that is basic info. Take care, take it slow, and most of all:

Happy hypnotizing.

[qarameiio]

life update: i've spent the last couple weeks mulling over greek tragedy and reading more than i've read in the past like. 3 years. also i directed a music video for lilypichu and went to a halloween party at an emo club dressed as Power from Chainsaw Man (gojo satoru was DJ-ing) life is okay i think. sorry for no art though

[majorpatheticcas]

⚠️TW: BLOOD WILL BE SEEN UNDERCUT.⚠️

So yeah. This happened to me yesterday and I'm taking time off school AND work to take care of myself. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and decided to post this now to let you guys know about my health!

Alright, I woke up around 4 am feeling a little tipsy, so I decided to go downstairs and drink some water. But while I was walking to the kitchen, I felt the sudden urge to puke. So I ran to the bathroom, blood was spilling out of my mouth. Why? I had no idea. So while I was running, my legs suddenly gave up on me so I tried my best to crawl to the bathroom. But then one of my roommates went down since they wake up VERY early and saw the blood on the floor to the bathroom. They called out my name and followed the blood trail to the bathroom, only to face me breathing heavily while I kept vomitting blood. The first words I said are exactly what I put in the last panel lmao. I'm clearly not fine but I'm only saying I am so my friends won't worry about someone like me <3.

Bal belongs to: @caycanteven (sorry if I've been tagging you a lot, and especially if it's bothering you. I just can't contain my love for your boi <33)

[infinitelilith]

Imagine Riku staying at Disney Castle and wanting to look something up on the internet (eyeliner tutorials) so he turns on Mickey's computer and the first thing he sees is Data-Sora and Data-Riku(/Jiminy's digitised Journal) making out

[tenjikubaby]

many fluffy thoughts about ran haitani for your comfort and mine

girl help, i-i- *vomits ran fluff onto your dash*

What’s it like having Ran as your partner? Gender-neutral HCs

Ran doesn’t fall so easily but when he does, you’ll have yourself a doting, caring partner who loves to pamper you.

➼ Ran would want you to look your best, and not only so you’d look good standing next to him! (lol) Because he loves you, he’d want you to feel confident in the way you look. He might take you to his regular salon, offer style advice, or even introduce you to a skincare or haircare routine if you don’t already have one. Before you go out into the streets together, he’d tell you how good you look and remind you to keep your chin up. After all, someone like you, who managed to steal his heart, should stand proud. 

➼ I think he’ll be the type to wipe the corner of your mouth if you missed a stain on it, fix your hair if a strand is out of place, smooth down your clothes, fix your collar or tie if it’s askew, etc. (He definitely used to do this to Rindou) 

➼ He thinks about you a lot so that when he finds an outfit from a magazine that would look great on you, or smells a perfume that screams “you” to him, he’d want to show you! All he needs is the slightest sign of approval–-maybe your face brightening up? Perhaps a small smile? Maybe you looked at it for more than ten seconds? Before you know it, he’s already bought it for you.

➼ Shopping with Ran, huh? This gives you the privilege of seeing him try on clothes! He’ll ask you what you think, or to pick out stuff you’d like to see him wearing. Of course, he’d want to buy clothes for you too. If you ever had the experience of your mom making you come back to the fitting room again and again because she found some great clothes for you, here it is again! Except it’s not your mom anymore but your partner. 

➼ If you’re not well-off, Ran would spoil you to death. He’d want you to experience all the luxuries that he and his brother do. You get to have your dates at fancy fine-dining restaurants. You receive only the most expensive chocolates. Your wardrobe is slowly filling up with designer clothing. He would give you the world as long as you stay with him. 

➼ Relaxing with Ran is always a treat. Imagine being pampered by Ran in his room: he is softly humming as he covers your face in an expensive mask. Him brushing or massaging oils into your hair. His touches are so gentle, and it makes you sleepy. All while doing these, a perfectly serene smile is on his face. (He rarely ever gets to do this on Rindou, so he is happy to have you.)

➼ There are days when you both just want to chill on their balcony wearing bathrobes, sipping wine (or any drink of your choice) out of fancy glasses. Your usual topics of conversation are celebrities, fashion, art, and maybe even philosophy! Ran is interested in hearing your opinions on different topics as well as sharing his own. If anyone tries to disturb your time together, they will face Ran’s wrath. His time with you is precious!

➼ Ran would be the #1 reason you’re late to anything because his bed is just so comfy, he’s so comfy, and honestly, how could you leave that pretty sleeping princess behind? If he wakes up to you leaving the bed, he will try to pull you back in. He’ll say “5 more minutes” while wrapping himself tighter around you.

➼ As his partner, you must laugh at his dad jokes. He loves puns, so come up with some of your own, won't you? Aside from dad jokes, his humor can be outdated. He’s the type of person who’d use a 2016 meme in 2020. Sometimes, you or Rindou need to explain certain memes or trends to him. It’s cute. He’s cute.

➼ To Rindou, you are a godsend. With you around, his brother is less of a killjoy (his words). He can party just a bit longer and be as loud with his friends as he wants. If he’s lucky, you manage to get his brother out of the house for maybe a night or two. It’s also fun for him to see his brother go so soft with you. 

➼ Ran is anxious whenever you hang out with people he doesn't know. He would want to meet your friends, and if any of them feel off to him, he would tell you. (His intuition is pretty good, after all). He won't ask you to stop hanging out with them but will remind you to be cautious. It's not out of possessiveness but worry about your safety. Your boyfriend, after all, rules Roppongi. People are always out to exploit his weaknesses.

➼ If you somehow piss him off, you have to wait for him to come to you. If for example, you’re spending the night at their residence, you have to stay on the couch before he allows you back in his room. In the middle of the night, you might feel yourself being gently shaken awake by Ran (it’s a bit scary because his hair-covered face is the first thing you see) who wants to invite you back into his room. You’re forgiven. 

➼ If he’s pissed you off, he’d also stay away for a while. Sooner or later, he’ll take out a cake or tub of ice cream with two spoons and sit with you so you can share it. If he sees you busy working on something, he’ll approach with a mug of a hot drink he prepared for you and a snack before sitting beside you. The apology comes after a long moment of silence, and things are okay again. Humbling himself and saying sorry was hard for him at first, but it got easier because he loves you. 

[vintageskeletons]

LIAB-verse zukkas based on conversations @ssreeder and i had, because it's their birthdayyyayyayayayayy!!!

happy birthday to my one and only prison pal, cookie in my cookie day, wine to my lemon juice etc etc.

you're insufferably amazing and amazingly insufferable. never change sreeds! :) <3

[osamusriceballs]

The Accident - Part VI

Atsumu x fem Reader

Warnings: None

Words: ~ 1,1 k

About: The flashback ends- but what will you do next?

Part I II -> Next Part

"You're not getting married."

Osamu's sharp remark did not have the intended effect. Both of you were still clinging to each other, acting all lovey-dovey.

"Samuu, you don't understand. She's my soulmate. I love her." Osamu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets while he kept watching how you two clung to each other and smiled like idiots, your hand on his cheek after he had said these words.

"You don't even know her. And stop touching her like that in public."

Atsumu's hands started wandering on your back, his fingertips teasing the bare skin on your back much to your delight - but to Osamu's horror.

"I don't mind - but who are you?" You turned towards him, and he paused for a second. You were beautiful, that much was certain. Shiny eyes, glossy lips, and a dress that looked like it had been made for you - but he quickly discarded every thought about your looks when he knew that he needed to stop this nonsense.

"I'm Osamu Miya. His brother."

"Oh." Your eyes widened as you took in his appearance, probably only then realizing how similar he looked to the man whose lap you were currently sitting on.

"Samu, we gotta go. The barkeeper told us that there's a priest next to this club."

"You're not getting married."

No matter how many times he repeated the sentence, it seemed like Atsumu was unable to understand.

xxxxxx

"And then you convinced me to get your car to drive us home. Wouldn't stop bickerin' about how it's expensive and designer and about how it costs more than Onigiri Miya will ever make. I'll definitely kick your ass for that."

A muscle under Osamu's eye twitches when he mentions the comment, and you have to hold back a snort at this. He's kind of cute when he's angry.

"And then?"

"You were gone. Found ya at the church, but it was too late. You idiots already signed the contract."

You slowly step back until your knees reach the bed, and you heavily sink down on it. It feels like he's telling you a story right out of a movie, not something that has happened just a few hours ago, the whole thing still too absurd and unreal.

"Can we redeem it?" You look at Osamu, like he's the only one that can save you now, and he somehow actually is. You still have hope that you can get out of this without negatively impacting the rest of your life.

"I've talked to our lawyer. It's a waterproof contract. Very surprising because the church was more than just a bit shady. You're both bound for a year until ya can file for divorce." His words feel like a death sentence, and you find yourself at a loss for words. You gulp at his words, blinking a few times to suppress your tears. You're an idiot—an idiot for getting in a situation like this.

It's silent.

You don't dare to look at either of them, your gaze only focused on the phone in your hands, and every passing second makes you feel even more uncomfortable, until you can't stand the silence anymore.

"I'll get going."

You stiffly get on your feet, your movements robotic and lifeless while you make an attempt to leave, but you're quick to get stopped by Atsumu before you can even make more than getting up. "Wait- I- I don't even have yer number!"

"Oh." You pause, standing there for a few moments while you watch Atsumu getting closer to you, until there is not much space left between the two of you when he stands right in front of you. "Hey- are you okay?" Concern laces his voice while he looks down at you, and you manage to nod with a forced smile. "Peachy."

Osamu snorts at your comment and shakes his head, a movement that you barely see in the corner of your eyes. He probably feels guilty for the whole situation too, the dark cicles under his eyes similar to Atsumu's, certainly because he tried to find a solution for this and did not sleep at all during the night. "People who say 'peachy' are anything but fine."

"Hey, look at me." Atsumu ignores his brother's comment and brings his hand to your cheek. You're startled but allow him to turn your face upwards until your eyes lock. "I'm not letting ya go when ya can't even walk properly. You'll eat something, then you'll take a nice hot shower and get in some clean clothes and then I'll bring ya home. That alright with you?" There is something about the way he softly states the words that sends a comforting wave of warmth through your body, and you find yourself nodding and trusting him.

"Hmm. Good girl. Now just eat the rest of the fries while Samu gets ya some clothes. Right, Samu?" Atsumu breaks the eye contact with you to look sharply at Osamu, who only sighs and nods. "I saw a souvenir shop at the lobby. Better than nothin'." You now look at Atsumu's side-profile, admiring his sharp jaw line, unable to do something else but wondering if there is even one bad angle on this perfect man, while Osamu leaves the room with another deep sigh.

"Shouldn't I have given him some money?" You take a deep breath and wipe your hands on your dress, noticing how clammy they got. Probably a side-effect of the nervousness.

Atsumu snorts and returns his gaze to you, an amused smile on his lips. "That serves him right. He always brags about how much he makes with his stupid restaurant." Atsumu looks so similar to Osamu when he rolls his eyes; it's almost comical. "Don't tell him I said that, but he really makes the best food ever. I'll take ya there and show you."

You hum approvingly, feeling somewhat a tingle run down your spine at the prospect of him taking you out for dinner but try to ignore it. "C'mon. Eat the rest of the fries. I saw how ya inhaled them. You can have mine too." He grins, something that makes him seem absolutely adorable, and you find yourself smiling back at him, a warm feeling running through your body.

"I'm not hungry anymore. I'll take a shower then?" You questioningly raise your brows, and he nods. "Yeah, of course. When Samu comes back, I'll put the clothes in front of the bathroom."

Thank you," you raise your hand as if to pat his shoulder, but you halt the movement just before reaching him. You shouldn't touch him. Technically, you don't even know him. His gaze flickers to your hand, and he appears to consider taking it. However, he quickly steps to the side, giving you some space to move to the bathroom.

Without looking back at him, you close the bathroom door, take a deep breath, and glance at the phone in your hand. You scroll until you find the picture of a bright-haired person—

and decide to finally make a call.

[2aceofspades]

*runs into room in full costume*

Trick or tre-sike, its nothing but TRICKS today!

*chucks a toilet paper roll at the goon tower that is Ace/Leo and feckin RUNS*

muahahahahahhaaaaaaaa time to THRIIIIVVEEE

~-- --- .-. ... . / .- -. --- -.

Touché, morse anon...

Ah...look at you go

[springs-hurts]

ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴘᴏᴇᴛs sᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟿

Was this freedom?