so uhm... this is awkward
you might've seen the post I made on wednesday about my hard drive dying right after I had finished the one drawing I posted this week. what I didn't tell you about was my memory components refusing to work 24 hours later, because that problem solved itself pretty quickly after I vacuumed them.
but you see, that's still not why I needed to make this post, because I would've been completely capable of drawing something in time! which as you can tell, aside from this little sketch I made exactly right before writing this, hasn't happened!
because last goddamn morning my new and apparently-fixed computer decided to forsake me and complain about the processor, which I've only managed to get replaced today.
I'm hoping nothing new will break in the next 48 hours, because honestly I don't think I could take it anymore. I'll just reblog one of my older pieces and call it a day
note: this isn't an april fools joke, I swear my computer is april foolsing me
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Hiya! Where did you get diagnosed with sociopathy? It's not in the dsm-5. Did you mean ASPD?
So first off, I never clarified what my diagnosis was and that was on purpose. I intentionally left my wording vague because my diagnosis is literally no ones business, and Im glad I did because of the sheer number of asks Ive gotten trying to tell me Im a bad person because of various personality disorders that I dont even have. Sociopath isn't in the dsm-5, it is however a term that's been heavily reclaimed in low/no empathy circles, it's one that I heavily identify with, and I will use it if I so please. Even if I didn't reclaim it, the number of times I've been called a sociopath when all I said was I don't feel empathy is staggering, so I'm stuck with it either way.
Second off, the level of aggression in both your replies and in this ask are not appreciated. How do you read a positivity post in such an incredibly bad faith way? Why are you coming after people with antisocial personality disorder when these are real people with real emotions who are just trying to live their life? And where is this "I can excuse npd, but aspd is crossing a line" coming from? Just because you support one "bad person disease" and not another doesn't make you an ally, it just makes you ableist.
That post is so obviously not about people who do horrible things, it's about people who are just trying to live their life, who work towards bettering themselves and being a good person, and who get beat down anyway because they've been assigned the "horrible person" label despite their actions. Literally nothing in that post says that you can be a shitty person if you have the excuse of having a disorder, and if you saw that literally anywhere you need to work on your reading comprehension skills.
Honestly, it's appropriate that your pfp is the joker, because you can't seem to help yourself from clowning 🤡 go outside and get some fresh air and maybe you'll feel better.
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oh litchi im so sorry
please I need answers I knew those two would host a wedding stream while I'm taking a nap at some point but what the fuck
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I did every possible chore I could think of yesterday so that I could have a rest day today.
So naturally my father insists that I buy their vehicle tabs and set up for me to pick them up, order him a rental car for his upcoming vacation, and mow the lawn.
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Mermay day 7 🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟🐟
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Funniest thing about putting out a new fic is that people read it, same few people comment(!), and then every other fic you've written starts getting hits too. Like hey guys how's it going, Khajiit has other wares for you.
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I got a haircut today and my mum didn't hate it??????
I haven't had one in AGES (since maybe November??) so my hair was way longer than I like (still short though). It isn't as short right now as I usually like around the sides and it's shorter than I usually like on top, but I'm happy with—and so is my mum????????
She usually HATES any haircut I really like, especially the shorter ones. (Last time I cut my hair she called it pig-ugly.) But she just told me that she actually liked it? She thinks it looks like one she had once? She thinks it's feminine??
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me: you have a free day, time to go cook something nice that will nourish your soul!
brain: cook? one gut wrenching depressive episode coming right up!
me: hang on that's not--
brain: YOU'RE GONNA DIE ALONE
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of all the things that staff can do to improve this hellsite they choose frogs. FROGS?!
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you have to go to work so you can pay for your doctor, who is not taking your insurance right now, and if you say i can't afford the doctor's you are told - get a better job. it is very sad that you are unwell, yes, but maybe you should have thought about that before not having a better job.
(where is the better job? who is giving out these better jobs? you are sick, you are hurting - how the hell are you supposed to be well enough for this better job?)
but you go to the doctor because you had the nerve to be hurt or sick or whatever else. and they tell you that it is because you have anxiety. you try your best. you are a self-advocate. you've done the reading (which sometimes pisses them off worse, honestly). you say it is actually adding to my anxiety, it is effecting my quality of life. so they say that you are fat. they say that all young people have this happen to them, isn't it a medical marvel! they say that you should eat more vegetables. they say that you probably just need to lose a little more weight, and that you are faking it for attention.
(what attention could this doctor possibly give? what validation? that's their fucking job, isn't it?)
there is always a hypochondriac, right. someone always tells you about a hypochondriac. or someone who is unnecessarily aggressive during the worst days of their life. or someone looking "for a quick fix". or some idiot who wasn't educated about how to properly care for themselves who just abandons their treatment. and again, the hypochondriac, the overly-cautious hysteric. these people don't deserve to be treated like humans (right), and since you might be one of these people, you also don't get treated like a human. because those people can really fuck with the system, you now have to pay for it. and besides. you're actually probably faking it.
(more often than not, you find a 2:1 ratio of these stories. for every "hypochondriac", there are 2 people who knew something was wrong, and yet nobody could fucking find it. the story often ends with pointless suffering. the story often ends with and now it's too late, and it's going to kill me.)
you are actually just making excuses. someone else got that procedure or that diagnosis and he's fine, you should be fine too. someone else said they watched a documentary about other inspirational people with your exact same condition, maybe you should be inspirational, too. you're just too morbid. your pain and your experience is probably just not statistically concerning. it is all self-reported anyway, and you're just being a baby.
(once, while sitting down in the middle of making coffee, you had the sudden, horrible thought - i could kill myself to make the pain stop. you had to call your best friend after that. had to pet your dog. had to cry about it in the shower. you won't, but that moment - god, fuck. the pain just goes on and on.)
you know someone who went in for routine surgery and said i still feel everything. they told her to just relax. it took her kicking and screaming before they figured out she wasn't lying - the anesthetic drip hadn't been working. you know someone who went in for severe migraines who was told drink water and lose weight. you know someone who was actively bleeding out and throwing up in the ER and was told you're just having a bad period.
in the ER there are always these little posters saying things like "don't wait! get checked today!" and you think about how often you do wait. how often the days spool out. you once waited a full week before seeing the doctor for what you thought was a sprained wrist. it had actually been broken - they had to rebreak it to set it.
but you go into the doctor. the problem you're having is immediate. the person behind the counter frowns and says we're not taking your insurance. you will be paying for this out-of-pocket.
they send you home with tylenol and a little health packet about weight loss or anxiety or attention deficit. on the front it has your birthday and diagnosis. you think about crying, and the words swim. it might as well say go fuck yourself. it might as well say you're a fucking idiot. it might as well say light your money on fire and lie down in it. and the entire fucking time - the problem persists.
it's okay. it's okay, it's just another thing, you think. it's just another thing i have to learn to live with.
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Laios's three Boy Best Friends. And yes, they hate him.
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Nsfw!
Thinkin’ rough sex with what in ‘hell’ is bad Satan~
Satan just can’t control himself when you’re mad at him. Grabbing you by the hips and pulling you against his chest, pushing his lips to yours and pushing his tongue into your mouth. Even better if you try to bite his tongue, that’ll just have him moaning for more.
Satan ripping your clothes away and not caring about any of it, he just desperately needs your skin touching his.
Pushing you back onto the bed and thrusting so hard into you, the bed creaks and you cry out, encouraging you to him him for it.
Slap him, harder, again, again harder, come now, he knows you can hit harder then that!! He wants you to hit him harder, not only does it feel so good when you do, it gives him a reason to be rougher and manhandle you even more.
Satan flipping you over so he can bite your shoulder, hard. slapping your ass and rubbing his hand over the mark laughing, while telling you how good his handprint looks on you. or gripping your ass and pulling you into him as he thrusts forward. pulling your hair and asking you who you belong, only loosening his grip when he hears his name falling from your lips.
Satan pulling out so he can cum all over your back, just to have the satisfaction of seeing you covered in his cum as you’re both panting, trying to collect yourself….Satan making sure that you catch you breath, just for a moment because obviously one round isn’t enough-
I mean he hasn’t had enough of you yet~
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epilogue
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I’m having unholy thoughts again but-
Imagine manhandling someone bigger/stronger than you
They could break free so easily and overpower you or show off their strength, but they are letting you do it to them instead. Watching with curiosity and excitement as you grab their waist and push them around. They’d be so passive all the time, wanting, desiring and hoping you’d just pin them to the bed with their legs spread. Force them into whatever position you desire, the more humiliating the better. Tie them up, hold their wrists together and be rough with their body. Make them feel vulnerable and weak, take away the control from them and turn them into mindless whores~
(Bonus, if they are really big too and muscular ugh)
Gojo, sukuna, suguru, alhaitham, wriothesley, Blade, Jing Yuan, fyodor (?), Douma, Mammon, Lucifer
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