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#survivor's log
duraraross · 1 month
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miles luna why are you so good to me
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burninface · 26 days
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since it's April Fool's... s4e3 Mickey met wrong but right carrot top in the Alibi LET'S GO
NSFW content warning! (but sound only)
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tatzelwyrm · 1 year
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Picking up Bode's memories/Force Echoes during post-game exploration and hearing him practice the lines he was planning to feed Cal and musing on how he was going to exploit Cal's feelings for Merrin to manipulate him is downright creepy and an excellent use of post-game gameplay and I appreciate it a lot.
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thewandererh · 3 months
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i uh… coughs
i love him a lot,,, 🥺
yes you can ask me to hug and pat him i shall and will :]💙. these pics were from a bit ago but i do still have him!! and pebbs and sluggie. tr was my first handmade iterator plushie, actually. he was tough to figure out and i struggled a lot bc i used zero base or pattern for the body (wow). helpless little guy. i like to think that after infiltrator ripped his brain out he just woke up as plush. silly dude <33 the most introvert iterator ever
anyways did you guys know february is tr’s birthday month? the 9th!!!!!!! he became real on the 9th!!! the 9th..,,,, just a week away. the 9th! tr’s birthday! in a week! oh wow. it got here so fast. the 9th! just a week awa-
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whump-captain · 11 months
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*points at my ocs* i want these women MISERABLE
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benkeibear · 3 months
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Regarding the discourse. Is it wrong of people to send death threats, misgender, throw around all kinds of big words? Yes. We don't need to argue about this.
Is it acceptable of people, regardless of being a csa survivor or not to tell (other) csa survivors that they're not allowed to be emotional or even triggered? No. Not for one second.
I'm tired of seeing this, tired of being told "it's just fiction it can not harm you" yes. It is a drawing but it brings back trauma I wasn't and still am not ready to share but feel forced to do so by having other csa survivors tell me that my emotions aren't valid. Dark content is a way to cope for many and it's okay as long as it stays fiction! Does this mean people who like dark content have to like the entirety spectrum? Definitely not. Curate your own experience. Block them and move on.
Personally I enjoy cnc because it gives me the feeling of having power over a situation that happened years ago. I enjoy my gore movies. I enjoy (some) dark content but I draw the line at shota/loli out of personal reasons. It doesn't justify sending hate or calling a person a pedophile (as long as it stays fiction) but i'm allowed to warn others who feel the same. I'm allowed to curate my own experience.
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council--board · 4 months
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Hollow Knight!Honeystick family [Hunter, Survivor and Monk] stimboard
THIS IS NOT A SHIP! PLEASE DO NOT TAG AS SUCH
Requested by: no one!
gift for @eeveekitti
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switchcase · 1 year
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Not going to lie, I did get a bit offended that after saying "academic articles about severe sadistic abuse usually cite Torture That Kills People Slowly and Horrifically and also the Holocaust as examples" I got a follow up question asking if gaslighting and CSA count as torture.
Idk man you guys have GOT to start working on that whole "have to have it really bad to be valid" and trauma olympics shit and this fucked up concept that your history/brain has to be unique and special all the damn time. Cause the minute it leaves your mouth, it affects more people than just you.
When you dilute terminology you make spaces for survivors more difficult to navigate. When you strip language from survivors you are taking away their voice. When you strip the meaning from these words you make it so that people become reactive to those survivors talking about their experiences. Everyone will go up in arms about how gaslighting isn't just pranking or lying but you really think it's ok to do the same thing to other forms of abuse?
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nomiyakazehaya · 4 months
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i love you and your silly hat, yeehaw bot
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(AU) Survivors Log: Day 36
I was scavenging around searching for food and resources, when I found this. I ran back as fast as I could, but I couldn't escape. I kept going in circles, again and again, getting tricked by the sound of piano. It's trying to lead me somewhere...
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medicus-mortem · 1 year
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Drabble // A Survivor, Again.
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Preface: This drabble is how I am processing what has happened to the Hearts in the recent One Piece Chapter (1081). It is a heart-breaking loss, especially for someone like Law who has a pattern of losing the people he cares about. There is devastation at his home being gone again, of him being a survivor when so many others have been taken from him. But, as you’ll see in the drabble, I don’t think this is the end of the Hearts. Bepo tells Law to believe in his crew and I stand with Bepo. There is hope here and a chance for them to grow. I feel like this loss is for the Hearts what Sabaody was for the Straw Hats. The Straw Hats were demolished then too but came back stronger. The Hearts will do the same, and so will Eustass Kid and his Kid Pirates. This is Oda shaping them into rivals that are worthy of the Pirate King.
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   A gasping breath, ragged and aching. Eyes snap open, turning a crushing darkness into light filtering through a mesh of leaves. His gaze darts about, mind sluggish for a moment. Then it all comes back. The pain, the shriek of shattering metal, the shouts from his crew, the looming, grinning face of that overweight bastard.
   Law sits up, throwing aside his cloak and staggering to his feet. His body protests, screaming for him to lay still once more but he can’t. Mind is racing, his heart pounding in his chest. He feels the grief beginning to constrict around his throat, feels that familiar tearing pain in the core of his being and it demands he move. That he does something, anything to make the loss no longer real. A shattered heart clinging so desperately to whatever pieces it has left. He pushes out of the makeshift shelter, a lean-to put together with whatever refuse the builder could find. Distantly his mind asks who made it but other questions drown that out. Law staggers, desperate gaze searching the sandy beach he comes to.
   “Captain!” comes a shout to his right. It’s followed by the clattering of wood being dropped.
   He turns to see a grinning Polar Bear Mink bearing down on him. Bepo goes for the hug, clearly delighted to see his best friend awake and moving around, but stops himself short as he remembers just how injured he is. Instead, a heavy paw settles on Law’s shoulder, the Mink trying to guide him back towards the shelter and rest. Bepo’s smile does fade when he sees Law’s face, sees the panic in his eyes and tension in his jaw.
   “Bepo,” he croaks, a shaky hand rising to grab onto the fur of Bepo’s forearm. “Where,” he starts, pausing to wet his cracked lips and force the questions free. “Where is everyone? Where is my ship?”
   “Erm,” Bepo starts, his stomach dropping. He knew this would be hard. “The … The Tang is gone and the others aren’t … aren’t here. You really should lay down and rest, Captain.”
   Law goes rigid. His breath catching in his throat. Bepo tries to push him along gently but he is immovable. Bepo grimaces. He doesn’t want to force Law to move for fear of opening his wounds so he stops, waiting for the explosion he knows will come.
   “We … left them,” Law starts, voice low and shaking. “We can’t have.” Then those golden eyes focus on Bepo and the Mink flinches, pulling his paw away. Except Law moves faster. His hands come up and grab onto the fur near Bepo’s neck. He pulls him down and Bepo whines in pain. “We left them to die! I told you to go back! I gave you an order!”
   “Captain, I had to protect you,” Bepo mutters, trying to calm Law’s rage, Law’s grief.
   “No! No, that’s not how this fucking goes!” Law shouts, shoving Bepo back. He takes an aggressive step forward, his breathing becoming rapid. “I’m supposed to protect you, protect them! How the fuck can I do that when I’m so far away! God, fucking damn it! I should be the one dead on that cursed fucking island! Not them! Not them. Anything but them.
   “My Hearts. Shachi. Penguin,” he continues, his hoarse voice losing the anger and dissolving solely into pain. He turns his gaze to the lapping waves, the open ocean beyond. His body sags, the pirate captain dropping to the sand. Now the tears are coming freely. “Ikkaku, Uni, Clione, Bart, Hakugan, all of them. My family. Again. … I can’t do this. I can’t survive them again.”
   Law lets out a heaving sob, shoulders shaking. He hears himself cry and he does the same thing he’s always done since the loss of Corazon, his saviour. His hands come up to his mouth, muffling the sob as he begins to crumple in on himself. It hurts so much and it never gets easier, this pain. This loss. He wants to create a Room so he can reach inside his chest and crush his own heart to make it stop. Would fate intervene then? Would the world continue to force him on, alone, once more? As it has done for so long.
   A big, furry body blocks out his view of the ocean. Bepo crouches before him, his adorable face serious and caring. Those big paws with their rough but warm pads take Law’s head, the pads pushing into his cheeks. Law’s hands lower, eyes focusing on the beady but deep black eyes of his best friend. So, he’s not alone in his grief this time.
   “It’ll be okay, Captain … Law,” Bepo says, rumbling voice soft. He grins, showing those teeth that can crush a man’s forearm. “They’re not gone. The Hearts aren’t dead. I’m sure of it. We’ll see them again.”
   “How?” Law croaks, his arms going limp. “How can you say that? You can’t know if they’re alive or not.”
   “Maybe not but I believe in every one of your Hearts,” Bepo continues, leaning in to rub a fluffy cheek against Law’s forehead. “Because you picked them. You led us. You trained us. You gave us a path and something to fight for. I have faith in you, so I have faith in all of them and faith that they’ll survive. We’re all survivors. Just like you are.”
   “But,” Law starts before his words are cut off by a grunt. It’s hard to argue with an affectionate Mink all in your face. Law’s hands rise then, pushing Bepo’s face away from him a little. “I failed you, I failed all of you.”
   “No, you didn’t,” Bepo says, actually giving a low chuckle. He grins, paws now dropping to Law’s shoulders. “You were practically dying and the last thing you wanted to do was help us. That’s exactly what I expect from you, Law. … So, do you think you can have faith in your Hearts?”
   Law blinks at Bepo, at this precious bear that has seen everything bad in him and everything good. This last tether to keep him away from true despair. He looks into that face that has experienced the same devastation he has and yet still looks on with hope and faith. And Law realises he’s not crying anymore. That it doesn’t quite hurt like it did. He takes a deep breath and just leans forwards, pressing his face into the warm fur of Bepo’s chest. There is a muffled scream and Bepo chuckles, hugging his captain. They linger for a moment before Law taps Bepo’s arm, telling him to release him. The Mink does and Law gets back to his feet. Again, concern is on Bepo’s face and he moves to help but Law manages on his own. His gaze turns back to the ocean.
   “Faith,” he mutters. “I had that once. I suppose I can have that again.” Another moment of silence, then a deep breath and those sagging shoulders square. Law pulls himself back together, pulling himself up to his full height and looking like the leader Bepo knows him to be. The Mink’s paws come together, an excitement coming off of him as he watches Trafalgar D Water Law go from broken, shattered man, to determined, unstoppable mastermind. The gears are indeed turning in that wonderful and terrible brain.
   “You’ve had time to read the stars?” Law asks, eyes still on the horizon. “You know where we are?”
   “Aye, captain,” Bepo says, saluting.
   “Did you see where the Tang sank?” he asks, his heart constricting for a moment. That loss still hurts.
   “I did. We’ll be able to salvage as much as we can from her,” said with a touch of ache in the Mink’s voice.
   “Good. I’m gonna need you to plan out a route for us,” Law says, sounding sure of himself.
   “Where to captain? I can guide us back to Zou, we’ll be safe there and everyone knows how to reach the elephant now,” Bepo offers, thinking regroup and recover is the best strategy.
   “No,” Law says, turning his gaze back to Bepo. The Mink sees a light in those golden eyes that tells him his captain is thinking big picture. It only stokes the fire of devotion in his chest all the more. “We’re going to Wano. They have something I want.”
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fore-seer · 5 months
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i don’t really ship owain with anyone in either game he’s in but he’s such a good dad to ophelia that i can’t imagine him not having her, and i had the idea yesterday that it’s severa he approaches about wanting a kid bc after their time in fateslandia with inigo the three of them are bonded for life anyway and she’s the only one he trusts with something like that
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o-wise-corvid · 5 months
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Cal Kestis really went from “pretty good” to MURDEROUS DROID DAD.
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koteocannibal · 5 days
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Vent
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Wondering if I'm even safe to throw my traumas to the void anymore considering my traumas are now a sexual fantacy. Go ahead you fucking sickos, jack off to me being abused and raped. Disgusting.
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Do not repost anything.
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bluekoi22 · 3 months
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random lore lol
moon knows everyone's secrets(spying and her knowing/understanding scug language)
Pebbles loves animal and just anything smaller than him other than scavengers, he hates those
The only thing pebbles and nsh can agree on is scavengers can go die in a hole
The three short Iterators hate each other (pebbles, Nsh, and innocents
Pebbles is gay and has only told moon so far
Artificer is large cat and mother figure
Survivor the 3 year old adopted a child called Silk as their sibling
One of Artificer's kids actually lives but get separated from her
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collidingxworlds · 9 months
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AUGUST DASH ICON !!
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New month, new icon! Yes, I'm really hellbent on making one for each of my muses, so I can alternate them! This month's spotlight goes to my feral girl Abigail! I like how this came out, even if it took me a while to decide on the aesthetics and the colours u-u
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