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[starstuff-sys]

I love you systems

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I love you people with DID I love you people with OSDD-1a I love you people with OSDD-1b I love you people with UDD I love you people with any other CDDs

I love you small systems I love you large systems I love you introject-heavy systems I love you systems with no introjects I love you syskid heavy systems I love you nonhuman heavy systems I love you human heavy systems I love you persecutor heavy systems I love you protector heavy systems I love you symptom-holder heavy systems

I love you " scary " systems I love you systems with NPD I love you systems with BPD I love you systems that experience psychosis I love you systems with schizophrenia I love you systems that experience delusions I love you systems with anger issues I love you systems with little to no empathy I love you systems that are deemed " selfish " I love you systems with mood swings

I love you " cringe " systems I love you systems with anime introjects I love you systems with Dangonrompa introjects I love you systems with MCYT introjects I love you systems with DSMP introjects I love you systems with youtuber introjects I love you systems that have typing quirks I love you systems that have trouble source seperating I love you systems that have multiple introjects with the same source I love you alternative systems

I love you systems with multiple disabilities I love you systems that have to use a cane I love you systems that have to use crutches I love you systems that have to use a walker/rollator I love you systems that have to use a wheelchair I love you systems with autism I love you systems with ADHD I love you systems with personality disorders I love you systems that are deemed a medical mystery I love you nonverbal systems

I love you systems

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[cleverreports]

We report: sometime after the moon has set, and before sunrise, the mist over the ocean begins to get thicker. It slowly seizes the starlight, and the waves become harder to discern. We hear the water swirling nearby, and we wonder if we are imagining it getting louder.

[rxttenmuttz]

Chat how do I look less human? ◕_◕

I hate looking human & I jst wanna look more weird

Just like inhuman idc wut way

[alchemistmelody]

[clockworkreapers]

the idea of sburb happening Aleph Null and then it goes up the chain of command to be like: "Um so... one of our inner empire planet colonies has just been destroyed in a matter of hours and we have no explanation as to why"

"What."

[peoplematchingartworks]

[starstuff-sys]

why cant endos stop invading traumagenic tags??

#system punk was made as a safe space for traumagenic systems, it just happens to be anti-endo.

you guys have #plural punk , please stop appropriating #system punk and invading trauma survivor spaces.

#System Punk is a space for trauma survivors that have DID or OSDD. Please stop invading trauma survivor spaces.

endos you arent doing anything, everyone just blocks you.

[cleverreports]

We report: everything is constantly moving today, spinning and rolling and slipping. We get a sense of the situation at some point, but then we too must move, and nothing looks the same when we pay attention once more. We think things will settle only when the night comes.

[homuraakemis]

Like mother, like son.

1x06 || 3x04

[describedphotography]

John Johnson, Tommy, 1978, via Flickr, CC BY-NC-SA 2.0

[lonely-dog-draws]

drive with me into the great unknown!

[nivopocky]

@morphic-abyss

I tried my best, hope you like them.

[starstuff-sys]

TFW you cant tell if you split a new alter or if its a collective deluded identity your psychosis gave you. love having psychosis and DID /s

[cleverreports]

We report: in the small hours of the morning, we caught a few fairies dancing far above the storm. They immediately hid from view again, obviously self-conscious of our noticing them. Our expert whispered about transient luminous events, as though afraid of spooking them away.

[bluecapsicum]

May 1st

We report: with the later sunsets, we find ourselves alone in the streets when the sky turns orange. We see people indoors going about their evening while the clouds move westwards, taking the sun with them where we cannot see it. The puddles light up in potholes.

May 4th

We report at the hour when ghosts appear, walking in the middle of the road. It is not enough of a place that we imagine any cars could come by here and now, but we keep listening for them anyway. Instead, we hear echoes of a motorway in the distance, and the wind in our ears.

May 19th

We report: we might go into the clouds and never make it back someday. Nobody would know where we went. We think about it, often, as if it were something that could really happen. Today, we stare up at this massive edifice that encompasses the whole sky, and we are already there.

May 30th

We report: despite wearing long trousers, we have managed to get stung by nettles quite a bit. We accept this fact as part of the spring outing experience. It is a bright day, if slightly hazy above the horizon. There are many bees buzzing all over the wildflowers.

A few illustrations from May for my daily meteorological fiction project, Reports From Unknown Places About Indescribable Events (Twitter, Instagram, Mastodon, Bluesky, archives on my website and ALSO NOW ON TUMBLR :)).

[ryuusei-boi]