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Extremely short pm!dazai animatic
Song: under my skin- jukebox the ghost
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Me: Spencer Reid is heavily implied to be autistic.
My mom: Yeah he’s definitely on the same part of the spectrum as you
Fuck okay mom went for the throat
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I POSTED MY FIRST FANFIC
if you are a mha fan like myself check it out here (yes there will be dadzawa)
going to try to update as regularly as possible
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LOOK AT MY DND CHARACTER THEIR NAME IS ATLI AND I LOVE HER SM
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You ever work on your WiP and then just stare and it bc HOLY SHIT I WROTE THAT???? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT CAME OUT OF MY BRAIN???
Anyway that’s how I feel about this section:
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WiP: Lie in Wait - Main 6 Vibe Boards
Basic info: One of story wips about 6 chronically ill/disabled teens finding solace in each other as they navigate life.
The Main Six:
Silas Lemaire (they/he)
Adelaide Klein (she/her)
Fletcher Collins (he/him)
Gracie Hisakawa (she/they)
Sage Pilarsk (they/she)
Emerson Estrada (he/him)
I plan to make posts for each of them with more in-depth info but I need to find my notebook first lol. They’ll be linked to each of their names on this post
#wip: Lie in Wait#current wip#wip#writing#ocs#original character#my ocs#writing wip#chronic illness#disabled ocs#wip oc#character moodboard#oc moodboard
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Bipolar culture is no one taking your psychotic symptoms seriously.
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Anyone out there have autism + a bipolar spectrum disorder? I'm curious if the combination is rare or not (never met anyone else like me irl)
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Look I love The Moon Will Sing by The Crane Wives for shinsoukoku & soukoku. But may I present to you…
Tounges & Teeth by The Crane Wives for Shinsoukoku
and
Allies or Enemies by The Crane Wives for Soukoku
#bsd#bungou stray dogs#soukoku#bsd skk#shin soukoku#bsd sskk#hear me out#I love the crane wives so much
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DAZAI REDRAW BC WHY NOT
The bsd brainrot is so real rn so have not my best work
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Random BSD Headcanons bc I have thoughts and don’t feel like sorting them
ALL SFW & NO TW/CWs
I’m probably not going to elaborate in this post but probably in another or let me know if there are specific ones you want me to elaborate on
I’m starting with my trans headcanons bc of a tiktok and it’s all that’s been on my mind
Transfem Sigma is great and I love it but I raise you
Intersex Sigma
Thank you @/skyj80 on tiktok for this one
Also from video: Transmasc Kunikida
He gives off strong he/they energy
You know who else gives off he/they energy?
POE
Also enby Ranpo
Specifically amab
Will probably elaborate on that one at some point
Also transfem Lucy and Kouyou
I LOVE TRANSFEM KOUYOU
ALSO TRANSMASC FUKUZAWA
GIVE ME MORE OLDER TRANS CHARACTERS PLEASE
Transmasc Chuuya has my heart
Also genderfluid Dazai
Wouldn’t give a fuck about pronouns
I know I said I wouldn’t elaborate but I have to for one part of this
It’s like kind of related but could also not be
Dazai in dresses but can’t wear heels for shit
He’s like a baby deer trying to walk
Y’all see how he’s built
Chuuya on the other hand
Walks like a fucking pro
Moving on
AUTISM
I have it so they must have it
Kunikida (obvi)
Ranpo and Poe (tism4tism but opposite parts of the spectrum)
Speaking of Ranpo
I think Fukuzawa is allistic OR undiagnosed
Super supportive tho and does tons of research and asking Ranpo questions and for his opinion on things
Akutagawa but he masks
Like this man masks so fucking hard
Def elaborating later
Speaking of masking
Dazai
Will also be elaborating
Oda
Probably won’t elaborate
Louisa. May. Alcott.
I cant think of any others rn but if I do they’ll be in an elaborated post
Moving on once again to just some general headcanons
Tecchou has ageusia aka loss of taste
You can’t tell me that man tastes the food combos he makes
Doesn’t explain the way he eats hard boiled eggs tho
Dazai has alexithymia
And chronic pain after Meursault
ALSO uses some sort of mobility aid and is really fucking stubborn about it
Chuuya has chronic pain from using corruption
Kunikida has chronic pain in his hands after getting them back
(psst. can you tell I have chronic pain?)
Fukuzawa acts like a dad to everyone but mainly in small ways
Hirotsu is like a dad to Black Lizard
MORI CAN SUCK MY FUCKING DICK THAT MAN IS NO FATHER FIGURE TO ANYONE
Fukuzawa feeds the local stray cats
They’ll follow him around parts of the city if he’s nearby
Dazai sometimes feeds the cats with him but they don’t tend to follow him
Kunikida helps with ADA budgeting
He also gives math lessons to Kenji & Kyouka
He’ll tutor anyone who needs help, mainly Atsushi
Speaking of Atsushi
I think he likes Pokémon
Please don’t ask me to elaborate for I simply cannot give an explanation of any sort
Ranpo has 2 snack drawers in his desk
One that anyone can take out of with his permission (mainly Kenji, Kyouka, Atsushi, & Yosano. Fukuzawa can as well he just doesn’t)
The second is for him and him only
Dazai knows a shit ton of languages bc he got bored one day and decided to learn
Going off of this, Chuuya knows French so Dazai never bothered to learn it & just had Chuuya translate if it ever came up
Kyouka loves Sanrio & has assigned everyone in the agency a character
She also has everyone’s crepe orders memorized
Dazai & Ranpo do puzzle races to see who can complete them the fastest
Dazai & Junichiro teach Kenji, Atsushi, & Kyouka their favorite video games
That’s all for now bc it’s like 2am and I can’t think of anymore rn. Tho I’ll probably post another one like this when I do think of more.
I will most likely elaborate on the autistic headcanons and fukudad but let me know if there are any others I should elaborate on!!
#bsd#bungou stray dogs#bsd headcanons#trans headcanons#autistic headcanons#headcanons#bsd dazai#bsd kunikida#bsd ranpo#bsd poe#bsd chuuya#bsd fukuzawa#bsd kyouka#fukudad
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Bungou Stray Dogs as things my friends have said
The orphanage to Atsushi: To the streets with you, cat boy!
Atsushi: I’m gonna go cry in my soup now.
Higuchi: I’m afraid of scurvy.
Motojiro: You’re afraid of it? Just eat a lemon, ever.
Dazai: Mmmm my favorite meal. Bleach.
Kunikida: Good luck.
Ranpo: I don’t need luck!
Ranpo: *pulls on a push door*
(might make a part 2 bc I have so many quotes)
#bungou stray dogs#bsd#incorrect bsd quotes#bsd atsushi#bsd dazai#bsd higuchi#motojirou kajii#bsd kunikida#bsd ranpo#ranpo edogawa#dazai osamu#atsushi nakajima#higuchi ichiyo#bsd incorrect quotes#incorrect quotes
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besties wake up new vocal tics just dropped.
1. “wow new bitch!”- in response to meeting an alter in my friend’s system and it has just been repeating
2. “normal rat”- different alter showed us a funny video with a guy talking about rats and my tics really liked this one
3. “Chuuya~”- i’ve been hyperfixated on bungou stray dogs
i love it here /hj
#new tics aaahhhh#is it tourettes???#idk I’ve had vocal and motor tics for almost 7 years now#tics#vocal tics#bungou stray dogs#bsd#honestly surprised I didn’t get a bsd tic sooner
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What if they get Kenjaku out of Suguru's body, and Suguru is left alive and he and Gojo kiss and Nanami comes back and he and Gojo kiss and they get Sukuna out of Megumi's body and Yuji and Megumi kiss and they bring Nobara back to life and she and Maki kiss and then they bring back Mechamaru and he and Miwa kiss then it would truly be our jujustu kaisen
Edit: guys it's gojover go home I'm sorry for keeping your hopes up
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hey y'all!!
hey i'm arc! i use they/he pronouns.
this account is an amalgation of things i feel like posting lol. that can vary from writing, art, fandom things, or disabled things.
i'm autistic and chronically ill and currently into dungeons & dragons, anime (jjk, kny, hq, mha, & more), criminals minds, pjo, and video games.
besides the above, my main special interests are space, ecology, and environment in general.
hope y'all stick around!!
#asexual#queer#chronically ill#disabled#actually austistic#jjk#mha#hq#kny#dungeons and dragons#criminal minds#pjo
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longing to play d&d again...
that's it. that's the post.
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never stop(until you're forced to)
Whumptober Day 1
No. 1: “How many fingers am I holding up?”
Original Work: Sign of the Times | Words: 1217
AN: first time participating in whumptober! we'll see if i remember after this lol
Running was good. Running was safe. Don’t stop running.
Annetta flinched as a stray bullet struck the overhead light, showering sparks down upon them, but they didn’t stop running.
Never stop running.
Not until they were safe and in the van and driving away from this godforsaken supermarket.
Can’t even get groceries without soldiers coming after us, huh? She thought bitterly to herself, skidding around an aisle and shoving an abandoned cart towards the end of the aisle. A nearly futile effort to slow down the soldier chasing them. They could hear the boots behind them, but didn’t dare look back.
Never look back. Never stop running.
She ducked and weaved around the next aisle, a cereal box exploded behind them as a bullet hit it. Boots on linoleum tiles echoed throughout the vast building. Shouts of orders could be heard and grim gunshots rang out, bouncing through the air. All they hoped was that the others hadn’t been hurt or killed.
“Shit!” Annetta cursed as a bullet grazed her upper arm, breaking through her flannel and shirt. They really wished they had more than a switchblade on her. Not giving it another thought, they quickly turned into the next aisle and into a long stretch.
“ANNETTA!”
They focused ahead to see Isidore calling out to them, a small wave of relief engulfed her. One of five accounted for, but they were nowhere near the clear.
All relief was cut short as her jaw clicked shut and her head cracked against the tiles. The familiarity of the butt of a gun hitting them couldn’t have been more unwelcomed. Her breath left her as a groan emitted involuntarily from her mouth. She opened her eyes to a barrel of a military rifle two feet from their head. Black dots absorbed their peripheral as her vision swam. Their blood ran cold as pure terror swept over them like an icy wave.
She was going to die here. In a damn grocery store not being able to think straight.
Sorry Noëlla. Mom. Dad.
As they watched the soldier reach for his radio, he suddenly went rigid, eyes wide, and collapsed next to her. A knife hilt stuck out of the back of his neck. Looking up, Annetta distantly registered Isidore running over to her, but their muddled focus went back to the knife.
“C’mon,” The red-head dragged her up. “We’ll confirm that concussion later. Right now, we’re getting out of here.”
Isidore grabbed her wrist, sprinting right when their feet were under them. Everything was blurring past as pain ripped through their head as they ran. She was pretty sure she was slowing down the older boy as they stumbled. Shouts were heard and assaulted her ears as the now-dead soldier had been discovered. Isidore weaved them effortlessly through aisles and into the back storage and completely out the back door.
Annetta winced at the sunlight, instinctively closing their eyes and losing her footing a bit.
“I know, I know, but we’re almost there.” Isidore’s voice felt distant as he righted them and continued to run.
She opened her eyes and blurrily registered the van in line of sight. They never thought they’d be so grateful to see that beat up green van in her life. From what she could see, everyone else was inside of it. Jason, Kit, Thea, and Frankie.
Of course, any relief they felt was gone when they heard a door bang open.
“Damnit.” Isidore exclaimed, but kept running, hauling Annetta along with him.
Never. Stop. Running.
Bullets whizzed past, as the soldiers tried to hit them. A few hit the van, but didn’t appear to hit anyone inside. They heard a scream from inside the van, so high pitched it was definitely Kit.
The door slid open once they were within less than 10 feet. Isidore all but shoved Annetta into the van towards Thea, who pulled them into the van. As the red-head pulled himself in, a bullet struck his shoulder. He cried out, but pulled himself in as Frankie closed the door and Jason peeled out of the lot. He got himself into the front passenger seat, wincing as Frankie put pressure on the wound from behind. Stray bullets hit the van and every noise reverberated in Annetta’s skull. Eventually they stopped as they got far enough away.
“Make sure she stays awake,” Isisdore gritted out towards Thea. “They took a rifle butt to the jaw and hit their head on the tile.”
“Shuttup,” Annetta slurred out.
“Make sure you don’t bleed out first,” Jason cut in, still driving like a maniac. He cursed under his breath as he increased in speed. “Thea, keep Annetta awake and bandage any wounds. Frankie, how’s Isidore looking?”
“It went through clean and missed anything major,” Frankie filled in, already grabbing gauze and bandage to dress the wound. Thea reached over to grab some for her own work.
Annetta felt their stomach protest at every bump and lurch of the van as Jason whipped the vehicle about. She closed her eyes, trying to stave off the dizziness that was growing in intensity every second. God, they just wanted to sleep.
“Hey,” Thea snapped her fingers by their ear, making them startle. Annetta glared at her with no real malice. “Gotta keep you awake. Now, how many fingers am I holding up?”
Thea held up a hand and Annetta tried her best to focus, vision swimming and making the simple task near impossible.
“Four?” They guessed, lacking any and all confidence. From the curly-haired girl’s face, they could tell they were wrong.
“It was two.”
They looked over to see a fearful Kit, with tears streaming down her face.
“Thea only held up two fingers,” Kit repeated.
The rest of the ride was near silent, only filled with noise from the roads and small threats without any heat from Annetta as Thea continued to keep them awake. Eventually, they pulled into some woods that Jason scoped out quickly and deemed safe. They unloaded and Jason immediately got to work checking over everyone. Isidore’s shoulder was going to be fine, but it would hurt like a bitch for a bit as all they had was some ibuprofen.
Annetta was sitting on the leaf-littered ground as Thea and Kit kept worried gazes on them. Jason came to kneel in front of the raven-haired teen. Their dizziness and nausea had increased tenfold as the man gingerly moved their head to examine the blooming bruise on their jaw. She winced as pain spiked through their head and dizziness completely took over.
“I’ll be done in a sec, kid” the man reassured, as he righted her head. “One look at you is all I need to know you’re concussed.”
Annetta just stared, not really looking at him as her vision swam even more. She felt bile creeping up, and tried to push it down as much as they could.
“Annetta?” Jason prompted while trying to meet her eye. Suddenly, his hands were righting her as they had swayed over a bit. “Hey, kid. You good?”
She suddenly turned to the side as the meager breakfast made itself known once again as they vomited onto the leaves. They barely registered arms catching her and distant shouts as their vision blacked out, fully losing consciousness.
#whumptober2023#no.1#quote#original work#writing#vomit mention tw#gun tw#gunshot tw#original characters#dystopia
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