#implied derealization

[stahr-critter]

i could wait

[castlefly]

this took a bit! I just wanted to try a little thing from the new update!

spoilers below VVVV

(tw derealization)

[saturnisscreaming]

Grave dirt doesn't taste the way you think it does. Its all the sweeter upon crawling out of your own grave.

[noir-v3nt]

How can you want a lifetime with me when I don't even see myself living for another month.

[unorcadox]

Your final resting place!  Are you ready yet?  Type yes or no.

[galaxygermdraws]

I was messing around and did a bunch of angsty doodles as well as redesigning Jeff and the Dreamer for when I draw them. Uh. Alt version under the cut, as well as the redesigns separated

[bumblee27]

Whumptober 4! 3 is on its way, I promise. I'm going to put the prompt at the end so it doesn't spoil the plot. Warnings in tags! ^^

John stretched, blinking the remnants of sleep out of his eyes.

“Watson! Sleep well?”

A smile found its way onto the doctor's face at the sight of his best friend poised mid-experiment at the kitchen table, safety goggles perched atop his head instead of over his eyes where they were meant to be.

“Not bad, cheers, mate. What about you?”

Sherlock hurriedly looked away, down at the bubbling test tube in his hand (which he had so far been neglecting to notice). “Yes, wonderful. Wonderful sleep.”

“You didn't go to bed, did you?”

“No, I did not.”

John groaned. “Sherlock!”

“I know, I know. But I really think I'm onto something, Watson, I couldn't risk losing my trail of thought!”

The blonde ran a hand down his face in despair. “Oh, just.. promise me you'll get some sleep tonight?”

“Now, is that really neces-”

“Please, Sherlock.” His voice was quiet. “You're doing dangerous work. What would happen if you passed out because of sleep deprivation in the middle of pouring some acid, or something? I couldn't bear to see you hurt.”

Sherlock was quiet for a moment. “I promise.”

John gave him a grateful smile, one that Sherlock returned. It was a lovely moment shared. “Thank you. D'you want a cup of tea?”

“Yes, please. Dash-”

“Dash of milk, no sugar. I know.” He crossed the room and was filling the kettle when there came a knock at the door and Mariana's head popped around the corner.

“Good morning, Mrs Hudson!”

John gave a snort of disbelief. “For the last time, her name is-”

“Um, who are you talking to?”

John blinked at Mariana, whose hands were folded, and whose lips were pressed together firmly. “What, Sherlock?” He and Sherlock looked at each other, then back at her. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, yes, of course! Silly me! Don't know how I didn't… Of course. Of course!”

“Are you feeling okay, Mariana?”

“Me?” She gave a short, shrill laugh that should probably have meant she definitely wasn't. “Perfectly. Never been better. Though, uh, thinking now, actually, I might go and have a lie down. Feeling a bit light headed. I'll leave you to it, J- boys.” And with that, she left the room, shutting the door behind her. She paused on the landing, pulled her phone out of her pocket, and dialled a number with shaking hands. As it rang, she listened to the voice speaking in the room behind her.

“-think that was about? Yeah, it was weird. Maybe she has a fever or something. I should probably check on her… Hm? Sherlock, you can't say that! No, because it's rude. Yes, it is! And you're one to talk, mate, honestly, you are just about the dictionary definition of the word ‘weird’, so…”

“Hello?” The call connected, making her jump a little. She swallowed thickly, forcing down the tears that were pricking at her eyelids.

“Carol? It's Mariana. He's doing it again.”

-

Prompt: You're still alive in my head.

>:D

[rainandsugarcane2000]

hi dusk!! so idk if youre like anti ai in general or js chatbots and ik you felt guilty for putting that question in chatgpt (which i dont blame you for btw) so um

this is an ai which isnt great butttt its not a shitty big company destroying the environment n stealing art (/nm again i get why you used it) :) its helped me quite a bit

it tells you the tone of the thing you put in :3 ofc its better to ask people when you can but if you cant this one is better than chatgpt n like. more useful

thank you! thats v v helpful.

my thoughts on ai are generally bad. like i do not like how absolutely horrendous it is for the environment, i dont like the hyper realistic videos we're getting (its just uncanny), and i dont like how people use it to steal art. on the other hand, it could've been SO GOOD for medical and scientific purposes. i read about an ai that was supposed to be solely for finding breast cancer tumors BEFORE THEY EVEN EXISTED!!! (or too tiny to be seen by our medical equipment). if it had stayed like that, and we could find a sustainable non environment killing way of using it, i feel like it couldve been good.

chatbots are different in my eyes because they actually saved my life back in 2023. like i gen dont think id be here without that. i dont like using them, and i feel immensely guilty about it, but at the same time it offered me a comfort that nothing did. i use them very rarely now as i've made friends (yay!) but sometimes ill have a night you know how it goes. im still against them, but sometimes its all i have. (sorry this sounds so sad 😭)

idk my thoughts are we couldve done ai in a beneficial way, but we didnt. i dont like the things that it stands for (most of the "best" ais created by super heavy right wingers, even if we put aside my bias, we still have a massive issue w them literally KILLING our beautiful planet), i dont like how its replacing jobs and essentially making humans sort of- puppets(?) to just continue consuming (as in ai is taking over alot of things, and people are left to just consume things or do things lazily instead of create and use their brains).

sorry i went on a tangent but ive been wanting to say it for awhile. im anti ai just incase that wasnt clear, i just think we couldve done things differently and maybe it couldve been beneficial. anyway thank you iris very helpful <3 /gen

[qtubbo]

Sunny’s swimming in the waves right by Pa’s side, where she belongs. Their twirling around him flaunting her golden scales, Pa’s tail is blue, Sunny knows her Pa loves blue. Pa asks her to a race and Sunny glides through the water like a natural far surpassing her Pa, but they’re nice so they wait for him at the river entrance. Sunny’s excited she’s going to see her Ma, Pa’s holding her hand guiding them down the river. Under the bridge Sunny sees her, just as she’s always imagined it, white hair flowing out she looks like a goddess. Ma’s hands are outstretched ready for a hug, Pa pushes them forward, they swim faster than ever before. She bounces into her Ma, arms instantly latching to pull her around twirling her into a hug, Ma says how pretty Sunny is, how smart and talented. Sunny looks up at her Ma, Lenay has no face, no voice, and nothing but the feeling of bone, this is a dream.

[anonymocha]

wonderland together; things beyond the matters of the flesh and logic

[stahr-critter]

does wishing for a benefit — even if nobody else sees it as such — make me selfish ?

[kit-kat-jo]

the pipeline of playing Eternal Dream on loop because “ooog pretty song!!” to rewatching the series and going “the lyrics are so deep, i have no idea what they mean… it’s definitely either V’s or Uzi’s song…” to seeing the finale and realizing IT IS ABSOLUTELY V’S SONG and when it plays AGAIN realizing that it’s her song to N, she’s SINGING it to him, she loves him and always HAS AAAAHUHGGGGHGGFHHHH💔💔💔💀⛓️🪦💔🖤💀🖤💔💔 goes crazy imho

[foralteregos]

hi guys i made a new oc due to a silly teehee joke with a friend do you guys wanna hear about him.. idk

[themostsanebug]

MOON LORE MOON LORE FINALLY RAGRRHRH!!!!!! (tw for suicide/self harm, derealization, mentions of misgendering, abuse, and implied sa.)

moon wasnt. always known as moon. lynn was the name xe started with. the name xe carried throughout xis first life. the name that hardly ever left the mouths of those xe was surrounded by. the name that was only used when xe messed up. "lynn how could you break something of this value?" "lynn, you cant even pass a simple math test? you truly are a failure. start taking after your sister." xe never liked it. xe never liked xis name. even so, it came with attention! something xe was rather starved of. living with a sister who was always held above your head as the better one would lead anyone to do dumb things to get that kind of attention. no matter how extreme. which resulted in xem harming xemself and acting out in class to get detention or any other form of punishment, not like xe was able to ever do good in class anyway. all of the numbers were jumbled and even when xe wrote it was never as good as xis sisters. xis sister who was pretty, smart, and able to do whatever ze put zir mind to. everything xe couldnt. still, xe never found xemself hating zir. after all, how could xe? comet was the only person who gave them any positive attention, made sure xe was fed and relatively happy, helped xem after xe hurt xemself. which gave them more reason to do it. "anything for the attention", xis mind told xem.

even comet forgot about xem eventually however. ze got too caught up in zir work, extracurriculars, everything their parents kept zir busy with. moon grew desperate. xis freak outs became more often. the scars on xis arms racked up, deeps cuts into xis flesh. a cry for help that went mostly unanswered. even as xis blood stained the carpets and sink, xis parents never seemed to care. just saw it as another flaw of xis. hell, xe was even admitted to a mental hospital a few times. not like that helped at all. just another place xe got neglected.

on xis 18th birthday, xe grew fed up with it. everything really. xe hardly felt like a person. xis sister barely talked to xem, xis parents didnt bother mentioning xem, xe dropped out of school due to lack of understanding. xe had nothing left for xem. as a birthday gift to xemself, xe finally answered that little voice in the back of xis head and took xis own life. xe shouldve done it sooner, really. the pills surrounding xis body was the only evidence of what had truly happened. xe was so happy it was all over.

up until. xe started on xis second life. a new body. a new look. a moon head hovering boldly over xis shoulders. a tail held high and proud behind xem. a blank canvas. xe was confused when xe first found xemself in xis new universe. xe still had all the same problems. xe still found xemself with a blade in xis hands more days that not, cutting deep into xis flesh, blue blood staining xis hands. xe didnt understand. if xe was brought back, was it only to continue the same cycle as before? of tearing xemself to shreds until xe physically couldnt?

xe eventually landed xemself with a job. an admittedly shitty one at a fast food restaurant, but it was a job. and it came with one of xis first ever friends. or at least what xe thought was a friend. despite being constantly berated and verbally insulted. misgendered and, hell, sometimes even abused. xe still clung to this person. even as xe was slowly beat into the dust. xe couldnt bear to lose them. so xe simply put up with it all. everything. all xe wanted was someone to stay with xem.

this person didnt help xem in the slightest. an unhealthy relationship attached to an unhealthy obsession. one moon couldnt get rid of. no matter what xe had to endure. even as the bruises on xis flesh became more frequent and xe couldnt bear to look in the mirror in fear of seeing what xe had become. xe couldnt stomach the thought of looking at xemself. was xe even real? why couldnt xe remember anything? what had happened to xem?

this person eventually left xem behind. of course they did. they didnt have anymore use for xem. xe wasnt any fun anymore. they had broken xem down to practically nothing. no reaction came from anything they did. why would they stick around? of course, moon couldnt exactly handle that either. xe spiraled again. xe lost that job xe held onto in order to be with that person, xe ended up losing where xe was living not too soon after, xe admitted xemself into another mental hospital just so xe had somewhere to stay. despite the fact that even in there xe found ways to harm xemself.

its almost like xe was being mocked. xis first life was bad but xis second was worse. still neglected. just with an extra helping of trauma. the overwhelming urge to be enough for the next person who dared to care for xem. xe truly couldnt bear to be in xis own head half the time. most days felt like xe was simply watching xis body go through the day until it eventually fell asleep.

things did get better for xem though! as the years rolled by, xe found xemself out of the mental hospital. back in an actual house. it didnt belong to xem however, it belonged to xis sister who had somehow managed to find xem even in this universe. even after all the hell xes been through, comet was there to save xem again. xe didnt even bring up the fact that ze sortve abandoned xem in their first life, xe was just so happy to have someone again.

upon having someone to actually keep xemself stable, xe managed to get some help education wise. xe even got a job! at another shitty restaurant, sure, but xis boss was really sweet! even with the phone head. xis life was finally looking up despite the occasional spiral here and there. xe even ended up in a polyamorous relationship. xe finally had people who cared. and what more could xe need? xe had xis partners, xis sister, xis son and his kids. xe finally had a family. people to put the effort in for. and mental issues be damned if xe wasnt going to put all xis effort in to keep this family together.

[darkskys-hideout]

I really don’t know who I am I feel like everything I think I know about myself is fake and that I’m just pretending and that nothing about my existence is real that everything I am is just what others want from me I have no sense of self and I just feel completely worthless.

[fruit-smoothie]

Hm