#didnt mean to make this a vent

[viridianv0id]

Any mind readers in chat I need to know if I'm as mentally ill as I think I am

[oceanwithouthermoon]

maybe its just me but i cant stand when people are like "it just doesn't sit right with me how teruhashi thought about aiura 🥺" like yes... its not supposed to ??? because her thinking badly of other girls and prioritizing male validation over everything is one of her main flaws ??? can we talk about that WITHOUT making it seem like shes not allowed to have a single actual flaw without suddenly becoming an awful person? nobody can handle complex female characters at all and its so fucking annoying

[tategaminu]

I have two best friends in real life and the three of used to be very close. However as home and studies moved we grew apart. It doesn't seem the two talk to each other much and I barely talk to them. We live 15 minutes apart yet I will be lucky if we see each other once a month. They don't really tell me about their stuff anymore (the grandpa of one of them died months ago and I found out the other day)‚ we don't hang out on birthdays or special ocasions‚ I feel like I'm bothering them if I talk first.

They want me in my life if after years we are still friends but it doesn't feel like I have someone close to share my interests with anymore. They both have their boyfriends and I'm happy they got a close partner but it's sad to see you aren't as important to someone as you used to be. I don't think calling them my best friends feels right anymore. Closest friends maybe.

[3-aem]

my toxic trait is picking up random hobbies on a whim like today i went shopping for a cardigan but found No cardigan i liked and so i naturally decided that i can just knit one even tho the only thing i have ever knit was a 8” by 3” rectangle in 5th grade that just looked so pathetic-

[stealingyourbones]

Gotta love when folks write Superman incredibly anti-clone even though he had good reason in the beginning to Not Like Superboy (HES A WINDOW INTO WHAT CLARK WOULD HAVE BEEN WITHOUT THE KENTS) and decide that forever on he’ll be spiteful towards clones even though he literally Does Not Care if you’re a clone unless you’re Superboy.

[clumsypuppy]

man

[lunarleonardo]

Hello

Your torture and hurt comfort fics gives me happiness.

Many brain complications. My head hurts so much. It's like torture.

Your fanfics give cathartic relief.

Thanks for your creations. I especially enjoyed Love Letter.

Hope this doesn't feel too vent-y. I just wanted to express my gratitude.

Hi!! ^.^ I'm glad my fics make u so happy :D I write them a lot mostly for comfort and fun and I'm really glad other people can find similar feelings in it too!! and hey sometimes a man just wants to see their favorite character suffer. that is also 100% Ok. I would know bcus ive been praying on my favs downfall and tender after comfort since i came out of the WOMB (*ゝω･*)

. However also if you are getting brain complications from fics i think it's time to take a bit of a step back for a bit ( ﾟεﾟ；) like just as a safety precaution yknow xD

[whisper-and-tangle]

aoughhhhmy no good very bad day . waaaaaahhhhhhhh</3

[snobgoblin]

my mom is so wild 😭 she was like "did you sleep good" and i was like "yeah i got new sheets and I slept great. I think that was the problem" and then she starts going off on this whole rant of "oh so you think I'm neglecting you or something why do you keep buying shit like this" (she got mad i bought food for the house the other day but like. the fuck was I supposed to do there was nothing) like idk bc I'm a grown ass adult with money and if I have a need I'll just take care of it myself?? 😭 I wasn't fucking implying you were neglectful that's such a leap. can't say anything around her

[teamranchersheadcanons]

I know it's been like 2 months since I last posted but I've been going through it. Anyway here's me projecting onto Tango for angst with a bit of Jimmy helping him. Sorry if it's bad. I don't usually write like this but inspiration struck me. Also this is how I experience it and it's not the same for everyone.

Tw: Panic Attack

Tango had never felt what being burned was like before and he never wanted to find out again. The only reason he found out was because he watched as a flaming piece of wood fell onto Jimmy's arm. Tango was confused when he felt more than just the impact of the wood.

When the soulmates realised that saving their home was a post cause, Tango grew angry. He wasn't as mad at Scar for burning down their home. He was more mad that Scar had caused Tangos own power hurt HIS soulmate. Tango's whole thing was fire and he'd sworn to NEVER hurt his soulmate and that was exactly what happened. He'd been harmed by fire and now had a nasty scar on his arm.

Jimmy insisted that he was fine and didn't blame him for anything that happened. Tango knew he had to keep any and all fire away from Jimmy if he wanted to keep him safe. That included himself. Tango knew that he was a walking fire hazard and he also knew that his fire had never accidentally burned anything or anyone but what if one day it did? He would never forgive himself for hurting someone he cared about.

The next time Jimmy slept, Tango made his way underground with nothing but a pickaxe and a bucket of water. He made himself a small room, surrounded by nothing but stone, and made a small pool in the corner. He blocked off the entrance to his room so nobody would find him there and just sat in the pool for... He didn't actually know how long but he knew it must have been a few hours because Jimmy was sending him many many messages. Tango didn't have the energy to actually reply to any of his questions but wanted to ease his mind at least a little so he sent one message to Jimmy 'Im fine. Just staying somewhere I can't hurt you or anyone else.'

That was all he said before throwing his comm across the room and curling up in the pool. He heard a crack from the direction he threw the comm, it was probably broken now, but there was no light to see its condition. Tango had long put out any and all fire on his body so there was no light, no fire, no risk of burning.

Tango didn't know how long he was in his little room before he started to drift off to sleep. His body and mind were exhausted from the stress so he fell asleep sitting in the pool.

As he slept he only had dreams of fire and he was right back at the ranch. He woke up right as the flaming piece was about to hit Jimmy but even when he woke up the pain was still there but in the wrong spot. It took him a second to realise that he wasn't at any risk of burning and also realised that the pain he felt wasn't another burn. It felt more like a puncture. And it was in his side, not his arm.

Jimmy must have been hurt by something. He could take care of himself though. Jimmy was safer without him around. He missed Jimmy and hanging out with his friends but they were all safer without him. They were all very flammable (except Impulse) and Tango wasn't willing to risk hurting them just because he wanted a hug or something stupid.

After a while longer, Tango heard someone digging near him. He practically stopped breathing at that point just to make sure the person didn't hear him or know he was there. Only problem was the digging kept getting closer and closer until the blocks in the walls of his room were removed and the entire room was lit up. Tango knew that they were using torches to light the way. Everyone used torches. It was the easiest way to light up places.

Tango heard some whispering before he seen Jimmy step through the opening. He was holding a torch so he could see and the light hurt Tangos eyes, making him wince and turn away. Jimmy must have heard him because he suddenly turned and looked directly at Tango, rushing to him.

Jimmy. Beautiful, flammable Jimmy. He was holding that torch WAY too close to himself. What would happen if the fire from the torch got too close to his hair or his wings? Tango couldn't hear what Jimmy was saying. He barely even registered that Jimmy was even speaking to him. He just stared at the flame on the end of the torch that was way too close for comfort to Jimmy. (Jimmy was actually holding the torch at a normal distance from himself but it was close enough that Tango was uncomfortable with it)

Tango hadn't realized he was crying until Jimmy was right in front of him, the torch now laying behind him on the stone floor. Jimmy must have realized that the torch was what was distressing Tango because he put up his wings to block Tango from seeing the torch. That actually made Tango panic more, now that he couldn't see the fire. It was also probably still too close to Jimmy who was now kneeling in the pool with Tango.

Tango felt his breathing quicken and Jimmy seen that he was getting worse but didn't know what was wrong. Jimmy ended up trying to grab Tango, probably to hug and comfort him, but Tango didn't want to be trapped by somebody. He COULDN'T. He HAD to keep his eye on the fire in case something happened.

Tango struggled against Jimmy's hole and eventually Jimmy let him go. Tango ran out of the pool and to the furthest corner. He splashed the torch and stomped on it on his way and just crouched in the corner where he curled up as small as he could and tried to get his breathing under control. He knew he was panicking but he couldn't do anything to help himself. He knew he had to get his breathing under control but he didn't know how.

Tango felt someone touch his arm and he flinched away from the touch. The person didn't touch him again but he could hear a familiar voice saying the same thing over again. It took a while but after a few minutes of nothing but noises that sounded like a voice, he heard someone call his name. He knew this voice but couldn't name who it was.

"Tango?" The voice asked and slowly he looked up to see who the voice belonged to. There was dim red light, something lighting up the room. The room that wasn't supposed to have light. The room that was supposed to be dark because if there was light then that meant there was fire and if there was fire then that meant someone was in danger.

Tangos eyes went wide as he frantically searched for the light source so he could snuff it out. His eyes eventually landed on a torch. But it wasn't like a normal torch. It had glowing red bits on the top instead of fire.

"I thought it was the flame from the torch so I got you a Redstone one." The voice said gently. Tango liked Redstone. It was safe and didn't produce any heat like glowstone did.

Tango finally found the person the voice belonged to. It was Jimmy. His soulmate. The one he missed the most. But Jimmy wasn't supposed to find him. How did Jimmy find him? He made sure to cover his tracks.

"Can I touch you?" Jimmy asked. Tango didn't say anything and just shrugged. He didn't know if he wanted to be touched in that moment but maybe it would provide some comfort?

"Can I try?" Tango nodded and felt Jimmy lightly touch his arm. A part of Tango was comforted by the touch but another, bigger part of his mind was telling him that he would hurt Jimmy if he didn't pull away, so he did. Jimmy looked saddened when Tango pulled away but Tango could live with a sad Jimmy as long as he wasn't hurting him.

"Okay. No touching then. How about we just sit here?" Jimmy said, sitting against the wall. Tango sat down in a corner and pulled his knees to his chest. He kept his eyes on Jimmy to make sure he wouldn't try touching him again.

"You know I was real worried about you. You didn't respond to my messages and that last one you sent made me worry even more. Then after that, the messages I tried to send didn't go through." Tango knew he broke his comm but didn't want to leave his pool to check at the time. He knew Jimmy was filling the silence. Maybe he thought that hearing him talk would make Tango feel better.

"It was crazy. I had to go to Grian to help find you. Stupid Scar shot me though, thinking I was going there for revenge or something. But I just needed to talk to Grian to make sure you were okay. He's the one who told me where you were." Jimmy just kept talking and talking. Talking jokes that Tango eventually chuckled at. Being dramatic with his words to try to make Tango laugh even a little bit and just telling stories in silly ways.

After a while, Tango moved closer to Jimmy and held out his hand for Jimmy, who happily took it. Even though they were sitting on the ground, their hands hung in the air from how far apart they still were but they were touching now at least.

"Do you want to come see the ranch again? I rebuilt it." Jimmy asked. Tango shook his head. He didn't want to go back to the wooden ranch when he was a walking fire hazard. Tango shook his head 'no' and pulled his hand back from Jimmy's. He also scooted away from Jimmy ever so slightly, almost as if he were scared that Jimmy would drag him out of his safe room.

"Alright. How 'bout I stay here with you, yeah?"

Tango didn't react to that and Jimmy took it as a 'yes' because he settled down to a more comfortable position and started telling stories again from whatever server he was on before double life started.

[desire-mona]

me when im forced to remember that the autism isnt just a fun secret way to like my fav band more than everyone else and that ill actually never be able to navigate social situations normally

[donaviolet]

Friendship is the most special thing in the world because no award could be give me bigger happiness than jumping around in my room and smiling because my pookie asked me if I wanted to match pfps

[roxey]

I think friendships really aren't for me. Which is a shame, but I've gotten used to only having myself as company so I'll be okay. I think its just way too difficult for me to hold connections with my stupid bpd so I give up

[clumsypuppy]

adhd comix

[megumi-fm]

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[blackmageeljin]

Y'all I am so fucking tired.

Me: vents about being shit on by doctors and struggling with ND symptoms in public

People: UM!!! AKTUALLY THAT IS NOW HOW YOU TALK ABOUT AUTISM! YOU ARE USING THE WRONG WORDS!!! LIKE I AM SO SORRY ITS HARD FOR YOU BUT UR MAKING IT SO HARD FOR PEOPLE WITH REALER DISORDERS :(((((

Me sitting here, not autistic and never once mentioning autism but with several other ND diagnoses that don't get taken seriously because US culture is a shit show and it doesn't exist if they've never heard of it, am never allowed to self advocate and constantly shut out of both NT and ND spaces for not fitting into the boxes people want, staring at the camera like I am on the office on the verge of tears.

Yes internet, people can 'go nonverbal', it is a real phrase for real symptoms and not just a term for someone permanently mute! No it is not 'just a meltdown' and calling an autistic person's symptoms 'just' anything is completely self defeating anyway, and so is saying I can't use the phrase nonverbal anymore because I have shown improvement in my conditions over the course of decades of hard work! I fucking HATE PEOPLE SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA