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Achilles had learned that some people here knew his name, his story - but not always of his love for Patroclus. He wished that had been the thing he was known for. But he wouldn’t be rude, shaking the woman’s hand. “Achilles.” It was sometimes hard, thinking back on everything, to try tell what he’d wanted and what had just been a lack of choices. “In the end, what I wanted didn’t matter. I wanted to be with the one I loved, but I was being controlled by destiny, prophecies. But I’ll never listen to those who controlled me before, if they are even here.” Not everyone had meant to cause harm, but truthfully, Achilles wanted it to remain him and Patroclus alone in this world. They were safe here, together and happy. If others were here, that would be at risk.

A small smile pulls up at the corner of her lips at the confirmation of who he was. "It's a pleasure to meet you properly, Achilles. My mother is Athena so like you, I'm a demigod as well." She explains, raising her eyebrows slightly at his next words as she sighs. "History constantly repeats itself, unfortunately, I've been around for two prophecies and the gods never tire. They are..here, some of them at least so I'd rather you get a heads up from me rather than randomly see one of them on the street."

I currently have writer's block and fucked around and made Iliad and Odyssey memes :'D Some look like "repeats" but aren't. Just different scenarios/people. Enjoy!

There's... A LOT. I don't care if you pick out your favorites! I put this all in one post as I don't want to spam the tags! :D

Our Stance on Non-Traumagenic Systems

After taking the time to read on some things and looking into other things, we, the Starlit Mirror Shards, have decided that we are anti all non-traumagenic systems. Our exception is with endos where we are neutral, but we still will have a DNI with them.

We, as a traumagenic system, find it immensely invalidating and disheartening to see the multitude of "no trauma" systems while claiming to be exactly how OSDD/DID is. This is a mental disorder, not something you can just naturally experience just because. You can't "make" other parts of you to express something. It just... we just want nothing to do with them.

Now, our reasoning for being Endo neutral is due to the argument of how some systems take on being endo in order to not face the fact that they are actually a system. While we respect this, we do not want to associate with people in that state along with opening the flood gates for other endo systems to associate with us. We want to interact with others who are actively trying to understand themselves and work on themselves with their systems, who at the very least acknowledge that they are a system due to trauma that they may not understand. If you are in a state of denying the fact you are a system but hiding behind being an endo system, it just... it feels wrong and makes us think what else are you hiding/lying about at the moment. The interactions just wouldn't feel authentic and disconnected.

For systems who identified as endo before but now accept that they are, in fact, an OSDD/DID system, we accept and respect you fully. We will not judge your past reaching this point, and we will support you moving forward in whatever your healing and growth are.

If you do not agree with our standpoint, please feel free to block us or not associate with us. We will keep syscourse to a minimum as well on our page as we do not want to waste our time arguing over our viewpoint.

Thank you.

this is more of a really short drabble that a thirst tbh and i wrote it in 5 mins so it's kinda choppy- anyway JOSEFUUUUUUUUU

“so i'm the ‘submissive’ one, right, jojo?” you asked, grabbing a fistful of his dark chestnut locks and giving it a light tug. jojo let out a startled whimper and shook his head in response, knowing that if he were to speak, his voice would come out as broken as he was. unsatisfied with joseph's answer, your grip on his hair tightened, eliciting a whine from the larger man. “words, joseph.”

it was almost humorous how joseph would always run his mouth, telling his friends that he's the dominant one during sex—only to get on his knees and beg for your cock once they leave. maybe he was trying to save what little pride he had left by telling those lies, but it's pretty useless to hold onto the smallest shred of pride when it would fly away once his audience leaves and the curtains fall. no one knew what happened behind closed doors, and he intended to keep it that way.

“no– you're not..” he sputtered out.

...

"I should just leave you here like this. Teach you a lesson about honesty." You mutter softly, running a gentle hand through his hair now, one that makes him lean into your touch with a low whimper. Joseph knows how pathetic he looks right now, but the very thought of being humiliated like this... it got him more excited than he would like to admit. "Or maybe I could call up all your little friends and show them how much of a real 'dom daddy' you are."

He couldn't say a word, but the tears welling up in his eyes told you something indeed.

"Don't start crying now, Jojo. You got yourself into this and you knew the consequences." You sighed, voice soft but words harsh. It took everything in him to not press his face into your crotch and beg for forgiveness but even he knew this was a bad idea right now. He could only sit there and take whatever you were going to give him.

You brought him close, lips brushing against Joseph's for a brief moment before leaning in close to his ear and murmuring, "Behave for me this once and maybe I'll forgive you." You were considering it, but first he needed to show that he wanted to be forgiven. Shaky hands felt up your sides and back, clinging onto you close and not letting go. His body was hot and skin flushed, you couldn't help but teasingly pass a hand over his bulge for a very brief second.

Joseph bucked his hips up into your touch and whined into your ear, a sound so sweet that it brought warmth throughout your body. You wanted him carnally, needed him at this point. But you had to wait for him to relent first.

"I-I'll do anything... anything at all. Just for you, j-just, please... touch me. I-I'm begging you." He eventually whispered, through broken sobs and tearful whimpers.

"There's my good boy. That wasn't so hard, was it?"

REVIVED UNRELIABLE NARRATORS; SIDE C

NOTE; This is a revival round. These narrators are not fighting due to being dead

Achilles: "... I am sick with longing for you! There is no more shattering blow that I could suffer. Not even if I should learn of my father's death."

Homer, The Iliad, Book XIX, lines 381-383

dnf on stream (2022) // thetis bringing the armor to achilles by benjamin west (1738)

the struggle of wanting to post my behind the scenes said the black horse art (outfit lookbooks, character height charts, the memes) vs not wanting to show too much of it because i want people to have their own mental image of the characters...

There are two main motivations [for Whitehead’s method of extensive abstraction] worth highlighting. One relates to Whitehead’s endorsement of the relational theory of space (and, eventually, time and spacetime), i.e., the view that geometric entities are not among the fundamental constituents of reality but rather emerge entirely from relations between concrete objects and events, which he took to be inconsistent with the simplicity of sizeless points. The other lies in Whitehead’s overall epistemology, and particularly his radical empiricist methodology in the philosophy of science. The first motivation is already present in the 1906 memoir, where the relational theory is identified generically with ‘Leibniz’s theory of the Relativity of Space’. … … … According to Whitehead, science is ‘the thought organization of experience’ (Whitehead, 1916c, p. 411). It is ‘founded upon observation’ and all scientific constructions are ‘merely expositions of the characters of things perceived’ (CN, pp. 57, 148). Since the points of Euclidean geometry appear to be ‘a metaphysical fairy tale by any comparison with our actual perceptual knowledge of nature’ (PNK, p. 6), it follows that geometry itself, for all its scientific usefulness, cannot be taken at face value. It must involve some sort of abstraction, a ‘fiction’ of sorts (Whitehead, 1917, p. 163), and a proper investigation into its foundations must fully expose the abstract character of this fiction. Here is where Whitehead’s philosophical stance may be seen as continuous with traditional anti-indivisibilist views. But, more importantly, here is where his account is meant to fill the holes left open by his predecessors. For Whitehead is not only rejecting the indivisibilist ontology of classical geometry; he is also giving us an actual method for recovering its truths on empirically acceptable grounds. His goal is to provide a fully-fledged point-free foundation of geometry. It is worth emphasizing that for Whitehead this is not a peculiar task, as if geometry were in some sense unique in delivering a misleading picture. On the contrary, it is an instance of what Whitehead considered the primary task of scientific philosophy at large: to exhibit the systematic connection between the neat and tidy ‘world of ideas’ with which science ends and the untidy, ill[1]adjusted field of ‘sensible experiences’ from which it begins (Whitehead, 1916c, p. 41). Whitehead discussed many examples of this task, and of the ‘fallacy of misplaced concreteness’ that arises whenever the ‘abstract logical constructions’ used in science and mathematics are mistaken for ‘concrete facts’ out of which they arise (Whitehead, 1926, p. 64). The abstractions involved in geometry are no exception, and the method of extensive abstraction is intended to provide the relevant connection in such a way as to avoid the fallacy.

Achille C. Varzi, “Points as Higher-Order Constructs: Whitehead’s Method of Extensive Abstraction,” The History of Continua: Philosophical and Mathematical Perspectives

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Something about her dagger, and the way she spoke, it was strange. Achilles didn’t want trouble, but he couldn’t ignore this feeling either. “Your upbringing sounds rather similar to mine.” He didn’t know what to make of it, but so far, he had no reason to think she held any threat to him, to the peaceful life he had with Patroclus. “I spent much of my life training too, all to protect others.” It had never been enough though, never felt right. He had wanted a different life with Patroclus. “It isn’t easy, is it? Having so much expected of you, without a care of what you want?”

His words only cause her to be intrigued as she sticks her hand out for him to shake. "Does it now? I don't want to assume but there could be a chance we're similar in more ways than one. I'm Annabeth, and you are?" She questions with a raised eyebrow. "A nobel cause, is it something you wanted?" Annabeth asks as a laugh escapes her and she looks down. "Gods, I doubt it, but admittedly, the hubris in me thrived in training and wanting what others got..until I had it as well and dealt with some very difficult things, but unfortunately, it is more often than not, the life of someone like me, we are essentially controlled by others and we fight each day in order to simply survive. I think the hardest pill to swallow is that I am well aware of all this and still willing to listen to them if it means I can save my family."

Greetings, my name is Achilles, I am one of the multi-protector of the SMS and one of the legs that supports our system. My current responsibility now is leading of our Rehabilitation Center.

I heard we started this blog as both a space for ourselves and to potentially reach others. Since I was triggered to the front last night, I thought that I share wisdom I have learned and personally believe others should hear.

In-system trauma is just as valid as IRL trauma.

Alters form from the trauma that you've experienced throughout your life, and not all of these alters are "good". Sometimes, they can be just as bad or worse than the abusers/perpetrators. In our system, the worse of the dangerous Persecutors are those who formed immediately after the incident or later when the host/main alter affected actually face how horrible something was and that it wasn't something they could surpress anymore. On some other occasions, the Persecutor could have split "normal", but as the trauma kept happening, they became more twisted/"powerful".

The things that they will do to other alters or put the body into are damaging, demoralizing, and destructive. The saddest part is when I've asked why they didn't reach out to another one of us for help, it is always some form of "this isn't real trauma the body went through". Perhaps not the body, but it is real trauma that the mind went through. Personally, I view in-system trauma worse than IRL trauma because you can never escape from the perpetrators, and there is always the possibility of them being triggered awake or free– even if such hasn't ever happened. They are stuck in the same brain and environment as you, in the same body as you.

If you have gone through in-system trauma, know that the trauma is valid. You are valid.

I say this not to scare anyone, but to start potential conversations that may need to happen. To allow those who feel like they need to hide it that no, you don't. I will be here for the rest of the day if anyone has questions or needs an ear to talk to.

Thank you for reading this,

Achilles 😇

Happy Rodweek! For the prompts Mrs Fraldarius and Alternate Universe, here's my oc Eugénie and Rodrigue enjoying a warm shower and a cracked window.

[Content ID: Art of characters from Fire Emblem: Three Houses. Rodrigue and an original character hold each other in an embrace. They are undressed, and beneath a shower head that is actively pouring water, there is a second shower head out of use next to it. Rodrigue's left hand is on the back of her neck, and his right hand is on her side. The original character's arm is seen extending behind Rodrigue's shoulders out of frame. Their eyes are closed and they are sharing a kiss. In the background, there is a shelf to the right of them holding three bottles: one white, one blue and one orange. To the left of them is a fogged window propped open to reveal snow on evergreen trees. /End ID]

rick riordian did achilles SO dirty it genuinely hurts my soul

Round 1, Bracket 2, Side C, Second Poll

Achilles and Pepper [PepperAchilles], Hello from Halo Head vs Crookedstar and Yellowfang [YellowCrooked], Warrior Cats

Story of PepperAchilles:

The AO3 tag for the fandom was empty so I wrote a cute little interaction between Pepper and Achilles just to get the tag started, but then I just kept thinking about them, and a few days later I posted a fic where they get into platonic bdsm. The dog and the cat, yeah.

Story of YellowCrooked:

I write warrior cats fics and it all stemmed from some misunderstanding with a reader in my askbox.

Zag’s first time feeling poison must have sucked.

Think about it.

Zag would almost certainly never have experienced anything like sickness before: firstly because he probably runs really hot because, y’know, fire feet, but also because he’s a god and I just don’t think they’d get sick in the same way humans would without the interference of another.

Then, all the damage he takes to everything else around is superficial. It’s all bashes or slices or,, whips I guess. Nothing lingers — sure, maybe it’ll sting or throb, but it’s all on the outside of his body and the cause is obvious, so it’s not going to be particularly scary. He knows what to expect: Achilles trained him in combat.

Then we come to poison.

Imagine being Zagreus and stepping in a puddle of green stuff by accident. You start feeling a stinging in your foot. Okay, nothing unusual, probably something similar to lava. You step off it, but the problem doesn’t leave. Then this pain spreads up into the rest of your body — inside you — and doesn’t stop. Your health just keeps on depleting and you’re continuously weakened from the inside.

I don’t know about you, but I’d certainly freak out at that.