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veampa · 2 months

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Yandere alphabet sebastian michaelis

Gender neutral friendly!

Character(s)- sebastian michaelis

Warnings are tagged, please please PLEASE don't hesitate to tell me if I've missed any

That being said this is purely fictional and is in no way shape or form trying to romanticise these types of behaviours I am purely writing this for others enjoyment and because It's something I find interesting to write, please do not seek out relationships anywhere remotely like this and if you do find yourself in a relationship like this where you are unsafe please try and get somewhere safe if you are able to.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?- Sebastian isn't far too affectionate, after all he's a busy man his contract with the earl is a busy job after all, though there is times where he gets more touchy, hugging you close to him with the little bits of free time he has not budging when you yell and try to squirm out his grasp

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Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?- He doesn't care, if he's on a tighter schedule than it'll be less messy, if he has enough time then he can make it messy, though its not often he'll kill another.

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Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?- No, he understands it's gonna be a hard time for you to adjust so the least he could do is not mock you, though he might occasionally laugh at your futile escapes or your meek insults.

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Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?- Aparts from refusing to let you out and not letting you have interaction with anyone but mey-rin,no.

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Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?- He's not that vulnerable, or atleast he doesn't show it, he's a demon for crying out loud he can EASILY hide and lie about stuff, even if you don't believe him he can put up facades and wont end them till he decides.

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Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?- Depends really, theres a 15% chance he would react negatively to it, he understands you're going to have outbursts until you get used to your new life, though if he's had a particularly long day his patience will run thin, giving up and snapping at you, though majority of the time he just snickers and chuckles at your attempts.

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Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?- He finds it amusing the first few times doesn't mean he wont punish you though, he knows you won't be able to escape and if you do he'll find you. He's very knowing of your abilities and always seems to know your next move.

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Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?- When you tried to escape for the first time and he didn't talk for days, you were tied, bindfolded, had earplugs and gagged, causing you to get desperate and paranoid, the only time you wouldn't be gagged is when he came to feed you and give you something to drink by the end of it you were paranoid and didn't try escaping again for a few months.

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Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?- Any where you're happy with him, maybe even making a contract with him once his with Ciel's finishes.

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Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?- Not really, he knows that in the end of almost every possible universe where yous two know eachother you'll end up his.

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Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?- Calm, collected and understanding, he knows when to stop and what to do, but sometimes he gets alot more affectionate and forces his affection on you.

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Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?- He would have met you through lady elizabeth when visiting, you were one of her maids/butlers, he would approach you after hours when everyone else was asleep or busy.

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Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?- When he first met you he would put on a much sweeter facade, dropping it when he abducted you, still he would be sweet just not as much as he forced himself to do before hand.

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Naughty: How would they punish their darling?- Psychological punishments or threats.

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Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?- Freedom and privacy, you don't need either of that anymore after all he's taking care of you now.

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Patience: How patient are they with their darling?- his patience only runs thin on stressful days, so normally he's quite patient towards you.

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Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on- He wont let you, at all.

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Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?- Nope! He tells you and himself its to protect you (even though its more so his own greed).

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Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?- Curiousity mixed with greed.]

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Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?- at first he felt empathy towards you and your situation and would show it by holding you close to him.

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Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?- Be more understandng and patient.

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Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?- None :p.

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Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?- Physically no. Mentally yes.

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Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?- Sickly sweet compliments before he took you.

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Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?- It only took him three months before he abducted you.

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Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?- No he knows your limits and will stop just before he breaks them.

#tw abduction #tw isolation #tw yandere #tw psychological abuse #tw forced affection #yandere sebastian michaelis #sebastian michaelis x reader #sebastian michaelis #yandere black butler #yandere kuroshitsuji #black butler #yandere alphabet #tw violence #black butler x reader

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kiarabanetmi · 3 months

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“Poison” and how it speaks to all types of abuse

Hi there! I’m posting again. This is a small analysis/commentary on how the song Poison from Hazbin Hotel describes not just sexual and drug abuse, but other types of abuse as well. If you haven’t seen Hazbin Hotel or haven’t heard the song, I’ve put a link to the song below. Even if you don’t watch the show the song is amazing and I highly recommend it. Note: this is not the official episode music video, which is triggering to people, this is the before episode release version.

I also made another post earlier on my opinions on episode 4 of Hazbin Hotel. Give it a read!

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Ok, so I’m going to cover some very specific lines and moments in the song. The majority of my analysis focuses on verse two and the the final verse.

This song at its core is about abuse. Angel Dust’s type of abuse is a combination of largely S/A along with physical and verbal Abuse by his pimp Valentino. But if you analyze these lyrics, this song speaks to all types of abuse and abuse victims and/or survivors, except for a few lines that are highly specific depending on situations. I’m going to focus on how this song can speak to domestic abuse victims, myself specifically. If you do not feel comfortable hearing about the following triggers then please scroll on and have a good day. You have been warned.

So context before I get into this: I was raised with a mentally ill parent as well as victim of my other parent’s former Fiance who also verbally and emotionally abused but the two of us. My mentally ill parent suffers from untreated unconventional borderline personality disorder, known as BPD. My other parent’s ex Fiance suffers from grandiose narcissistic personality disorder, known as NPD. I am no longer in contact with the ex Fiance and have no plans to see them ever again. However, I am still suffering from my parent with BPD, specifically over the holiday. We had a major fight because they believe my other parent is truly the abuser in their reality and by taking their side, I was starting to abuse them as well. This has caused me to (at least temporarily) cut off the unhealthy parent and live with the other one full time. And the unhealthy parent is a master at verbal, emotional and psychological manipulation.

Now getting onto the actual song:

Whenever I listen to the back half of verse 1 into the first chorus, I really relate to the lyrics through personal experience. It starts at the following line:

“I shoulda known that this would happen,

“I shoulda known it when I looked into your red-hot eyes

“Spewin’ all your red hot lies”

Now let’s go back to the lyrics and how it relates to me. As part of their BPD, this is especially true, and true for those who are involved with family/spouses/loved ones who are verbally and emotionally abusive. I believe any person who has different under an abuser will relate to this simple like. At some point we know the pattern, we know the signs for when we “fucked up” as it were. And we know at some point, consciously or unconsciously, that our abuser is lying.

“What’s the worst part of this hell?

“I can only blame myself.”

This line can be relatable depending on the type abuse you suffer from. In Angel’s case, he signed his soul away (literally) to his abuser. In a way I do that with my abuser every time I choose to go see them and enter that unhealthy environment. The problem for me personally is that BPD does have patterns but I find myself surprised and shocked by them. Know that now I am doing research to try and learn how to properly deal with family members with BPD, but that personality disorder does not excuse the abuse I suffer from t I’ll his parent. Mental illness is NOT an excuse for inflicting abuse, even if it’s as complex or rarely treated like BPD. But every time I go back into that environment I can only blame myself for entering that hell willingly again. Because despite the pain I know they will inflict upon me at some point, I still love my abuser. I imagine this is a similar mindset to what other victims of domestic abuse feel as well. We walk back to our abusers, usually choosing to because we still love our abuser and hope they’ll change and this time they’re telling the truth.

But that’s usually not the case.

“Cause I know you’re poison,

“You’re feeding me poison

“Addicted to this feeling I can’t help but swallow up your poison

“I made my choice and

“Every night I’m living like there’s no tomorrow.”

In my situation I relate to this line INCREDIBLY hard. It’s not just my unstable parent who is abusive. That side of my family has a long cycle of generational abuse that I am trying to break away from. But because I grew up in that situation, despite now knowing how bad and unhealthy it is, it’s what I’m used to. And unfortunately, I am used to or addicted to that chaos. For the past few months I have lived with my healthier parent and during that time, I have developed a non-chaotic, healthy lifestyle. Growing up everything was constantly shifting and changing based on the needs/wants of my unhealthy parent, since I was predominantly in their custody in my youth. Because of this, I grew up used to that chaos, considering it normal and fine, until I was shown another alternative by my other parent when they filed for custody and finally got rid of their own abusive fiancé. But because of the way I grew up, I became used to the chaos, and every time I go back to visit my abusive parent, I run the risk of falling under their spell. And unfortunately, more often than not, I do fall for it. And when I do fall for it, I fall into survival mode once again. This means that in a sense I’m “living like there’s no tomorrow”, like Angel. I don’t think about the consequences of anything other than escalating the situation, of making sure I make it out of there without some sort of fight or confrontation.

“I got so good at being untrue,

“I got so good at telling you what you want to hear,

“I disassociate disappear”

When I enter this survival mode, as I’m sure many other abuse victims and survivors do, I tend to lose myself for a time. I become someone else in order to be who my abuser wants me to be. In my personal case, I end up regressing to a smaller helpless child (not literally, but my body language does, as an unhealthy form of self soothing, being untrue and becoming who they want me to be: someone they control. I tell them what they want to hear, usually that they are right or that their pain is valid and nothing is their fault because they are the victim (which in my parent’s case of BPD is a reality that they ACTUALLY believe). Half the time when my abuser parent is tearing into me or trying to make me feel guilty or into he the bad guy (with depressingly frequent success rates), I tend to enter a sort of humble stage. I disassociate until it’s my turn to speak. I disappear for a while until it’s safe to come back out and say or do something. And when I do disassociate it’s awful. I lose small chunks of time. This has not happened yet outside of these instances of interaction with my abuser, thank goodness, but it is still dangerous to disassociate too often. I’m sure survivors of all types of abuse have disassociated at least once in their time with their abuser.

“So far beyond difficult to resist another gulp.”

Since I grew up so used to this behavior and pattern, it is like fighting my own nature to try to stand up and not fall for the lies. It’s so hard because I still love my abuser but because of their illness and their refusal to acknowledge it or seek real treatment this pattern is unending. It’s hard to resist swallowing down the poison they force in my face and flood me with. In my case, unlike Angel, my form of poison is in a pool, slowly raising towards my mouth, and I struggle not to get it not. And I imaging that’s what most other victims of abuse also feel like. That physical, emotional, sexual, psychological abuse is a poison that if left unchecked or stayed near to long will eventually kill us, either minor abuser’s action or our own.(Note, at the end of this post I have posted links the contact information of various services to help people in these situations, at least for those in the United States). Angel’s situation is also like that too, but he’s also drugged and forced to take poison by Valentino.

“My story’s going to end with me dead from your poison.”

This line hit me hardest out of everything in the song. During the latest fight with my parent, they tore into me overall and so brutally that for the first time in my life, I truly contemplated suicide as a better alternative. The verbal and mental poison they fed me for so long overwhelmed me and I felt myself wanting to die from it. I am not suicidal now, but it was an overwhelming feeling of pain, hopelessness, feeling trapped with no escape (at one point literally when I threatened to go drinking and they blocked the door, which is a tricky situation). If I hadn’t gotten out of then not already had the support system in place that I spend years setting up and learning to build, I may not be making this post right now. And there’s thousands of others like me who are still stuck in that pool of poison, but have already choked too much and succumbed to it. Never forget them.

“Poison, I’m sick of the poison,

“Im filling up my glass but it’s always hollow

“Full of poison, I’m sick of the poison,

“Wish I had something to live for tomorrow.”

And like Angel here, I’m sick of the poison as well, and every other abuse victim of any type can relate to this. At some point nothing helps anymore when you are stuck in the situation long enough. There’s no escape, and everything is hollow. There was a time when I was like this as well. My abuser had isolated me from nearly everyone else in my life save for my healthy parent, and it nearly broke me. But I found a reason to live for tomorrow at the time.

And I hope you can too. If you are reading this and relate to my story, or you heard this song and related to it in some way, then please know you are not alone. This song is not just a bop, it’s a real look at the kind of a severely abused victim that we don’t always see.

If you or your loved one are being by abused in some way, you are not alone. Here are some resources if you are in danger and need to call for help:

The Suicide Hotline: 988

The National Domestic Abuse Hotline:

The National Sexual Assault Hotline:

Adult Children of Alcoholics and Dysfunctional Parents

#hazbin hotel poison #hazbin hotel #tw s/a #tw verbal abuse #tw psychological abuse #tw domestic abuse #tw emotional abuse #discussions of abuse in detail #tw mental illness #tw mental health #tw bpd #Youtube

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ablizmal · 5 months

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the symbolism in the “L: change the world” photoshoot

(also some L childhood headcanons) (TW for dehumanization)

OKAY so i finally got around to finding a download of the “L: change the world” photoshoot, and not only is it extremely professional, but just… i feel like they really understood L’s character, because there’s so much symbolism in some of these photos, man.

like this?

i know exactly what this means just from looking at it.

now obviously, this is all up to speculation, but… here’s my take on this photo.

to start this off, i do believe that L genuinely likes solving cases. i believe it’s one of the only things in the world that engages his mind and keeps him from being depressed and listless 100% of the time.

but if i want to be angsty about it… do you think L is imprisoned, in a sense, to solving cases? cause like even if he couldn’t handle it anymore (he COULD. in character he could, i’m just saying the following as a realism hypothetical), he couldn’t just... stop.

yes, he has successors. but i headcanon that he didn’t form that program— that was all watari. the building for that orphanage is named “the wammy’s house,” after all. whatever watari did, whatever tactics, intimidation, and pressure he put on L to “hone” his detective skills… L doesn’t want another kid to go through that.

but they are.

and he’s too much of a coward to put an end to it.

and yes, i know, i KNOW that it’s hinted at in-series that no terrible shit happens at the wammy’s house. but have you SEEN this part of the “how to read” guidebook???

watari raises kids as detectives. for fun.

for fun.

i do NOT trust this man to be around kids, much less to raise one! he for sure abuses children, whether psychologically or physically (but like… in an old man way, like slapping a ruler against a kid’s wrist for a mistake).

for him to qualify as “cultivating kids as detectives,” i can easily imagine him putting child L through rigorous (not to mention relentless) training, to sharpen the mind. like HOURS of training, nonstop.

i think canonically (even if it’s not confirmed), L tends to sits motionlessly in rooms while doing cases due to hyperfocus. but then my brother pitched this one idea and it’s fucked me up.

“what if watari didn’t give L a chair to sit in while he was training him for hours? because as a kid, when he was sitting in his room, there wasn’t a single chair… what if L now sits like that all the time because he got used to it?”

bruh. D:

ANYWAYS, back on topic!!!

so watari is a wholly terrible person who put a child (L) through terrible mental exercises, right? right, that’s the headcanon we’re going with.

L is just an experiment. that’s ALL he is to watari, really. L is his most perfected invention. L has so much TRAUMA from the way watari “““raised””” him that his brain’s repressed ALL THE EVENTS. you know?? the conditioning is still hardwired into his system brain. his brain. but he doesn’t remember anything else from his childhood.

but whatever happened, L has a feeling that it was bad.

soooooooo, L is now “trapped” in his occupation, shackles of guilt and obligation holding him in place. he doesn’t want another person to hold an existence similar to his current one. he didn’t want that, he wasn’t aware of the creation of the wammy’s house, but it happened, and it’s all because he exists. additionally, he can’t just quit being L, the world’s greatest detective, because then who will solve these cases? who will serve justice to the lowest of the low in the world? (tbh a parallel to light and his resolve to become kira 🫢)

so L being arranged with a dark blue fish, of all things, for the photo (DARK BLUE. THE SAME EXACT FUCKING COLOR AS HIS INTERNAL MONOLOGUE LIGHTING, AAAAAAAAA) holds so much depth. deep down, he feels empathy for it. he understands. it’s not right. it’s not fair. but this is its purpose in this world— to sit still for the benefit of others who hold more power over it and its fate. what else can it truly do?

so,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

what a haunting image.

(as an aside, watari can be a character with such depth and limitless voids of depravity. follow my blog @fuckyouwatari for more hate posts of this decrepit man, but also i’m making up the headcanons that make me hate him so much lmao. join the “all my homies HATE watari” fanclub today!~ :D)

#long post #death note #l lawliet #lizzie screams #the inner workings of liz #tw abuse #tw child abuse #tw psychological abuse #tw physical abuse

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ninjagracee · 6 months

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what’s ur favorite scenario to dream about with mtsk and death (kou dying, specifically)

YOU. YOU GET ME.

i’m gonna start this off with saying that kou minamoto is literally my favorite character ever so don’t think i’m doing this because i hate him i just think about him way too much and this is where i end up after thinking for too long

i have SO MUCH to say about this but i’m gonna throw it under the cut bc i don’t wanna catch ppl off guard with my insane bullshit

if ur reading this and u get upset it’s ur own fault /hj

alright SO

first off kou definitely should’ve died during the pp arc just for shits and giggles. it would’ve been like a “what the fuck just happened” for every character and the whole fandom and the chaos that would’ve ensued from the death of a major character would’ve been absolutely WILD- like bitch just killed himself. he straight up committed suicide. there’s no way of rephrasing that bc that’s what he did. it would’ve been a plot-shattering moment and really just heartbreaking and awful and aidairo could’ve done so much with it.

for one, mitsuba would’ve been very Not Ok because he would’ve blamed himself for kou dying and he’d definitely try to gaslight himself into believing kou was still alive- that would not work btw he’d just be in insane denial

anyway imma move on from that arc even though i could go into it so much deeper and focus on things that i could see happening just to make the story hella interesting (i’ve been very tempted to write a fic about this so beware)

i think the most likely ways kou would die would either be suicide or being killed by tsukasa. we’ve already seen him attempt to kill himself, thwarted by mitsuba then brushed aside for some reason, and i’m about to do a full ass analysis on why tsukasa should murder our boy :3

reiterating that I LOVE KOU MINAMOTO WITH MY WHOLE HEART HES PERFECT

okay so tsukasa. hes a silly guy. one of his main traits is he loves to fuck with people, right? right yeah whatever get to the point IM WORKING ON IT ok sorry anyway he’s silly right. he thrives off fucking people up as much as possible. since he knows fucking everything i’m gonna assume he knows how important kou is to mitsuba and, given the fact that it’s so easy to fuck with mitsuba, he’d know that messing with kou in some way would make the biggest impact. every way he messes up mitsuba’s (after)life doesn’t emotionally impact him for too long, given the fact that he and kou with it out every time. but what happens when we take out the support system? that’s what we wanna know.

so ofc tsukasa feels all silly goofy and takes out kou just for funzies. mitsuba is absolutely fucking destroyed in every way. he blames himself, duh. this splits off into 2 possible scenarios that i’ve created lol.

possibility one: mitsuba stays in his boundary for god knows how long, refusing to talk to anyone. eventually he goes to shijima, begging for a replacement kou. even if hes fake, it’s better than nothing, right? shijima understood his grief, in a way. so, she gave in. boom. kou copy. the rest was none of her business.

kou copy only knows what shijima knows about him, so let’s go with everything up until the end of the picture perfect arc. he has no idea about anything after, including the aquarium date, the far shore incident, and the supernaturals being banished from the near shore in the first place, and it’s fine that way. …right? well, that means he also doesn’t know that he’s supposed to be dead.

he keeps asking mitsuba when he can leave the boundary and go home, when he can go see senpai, when he can see his brother, and he’s very upset. mitsuba has no idea what to do. he was overjoyed to have his crush best friend back that he didn’t even think of what would happen after… he couldn’t let kou out of the boundary. that was out of the question. keeping kou here would make him miserable and make him hate mitsuba. so at this point they’re stuck in a cycle of shouting matches of wether or not kou is allowed to leave, periods of silence, and occasional truces because they both need someone to keep them sane, and who else can do it but each other?

possibly 2: supernaturals are a thing in this world, so why can’t kou be one too? even though tsukasa is the one who killed kou in the first place, mitsuba begs him to bring kou back, to make kou a supernatural just like mitsuba. mitsuba knows what being a supernatural feels like. he knows that just letting kou go would be so much better for the dumb blonde boy. he knows that kou deserves better than to be forced to live in a world that doesn’t want him anymore. but mitsuba is selfish. so tsukasa makes kou into a supernatural. for funzies, you know? he’d never worked with a human corpse before, so why not try out making one into a supernatural?

the process of making a supernatural is… messy. mitsuba now knows this, as he couldn’t look away from his boyfriend being made into one. it was horrific. i’m not gonna delve into it because i really don’t wanna think about that i’m so sorry my poor baby

just like with mitsuba, tsukasa didn’t have kou’s actual soul to work with, just supernatural parts and kou’s body. it was simply an animated puppet that looked like kou minamoto. “it’s fine,” mitsuba said, “it’s okay, he’s back, that what matters, right?” “it’ll be fine, right minamoto?” and as he looks to kou for support, all he gets in response is a blank look. he realizes, after staring in horror at the jagged scar on kou’s neck, that his vocal chords are absolutely fucked up beyond repair. he’d never hear kou’s voice again.

thanks for reading and i’m so sorry <3

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warriors-ideas · 6 months

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Au where ravenpaw is scourge that I’ve had in my head for a bit. Tw for the dynamic between tiger and raven that I’ll be describing (tigerclaw being a terrible, abusive mentor, though no violence it mostly just the psychological aspects)

So tiny still goes into the woods like the original scourge story goes, but this time Tigerclaw is a young(er) warrior when he attacks tiny. Bluestar/fur (she’s either right on the precipice of becoming leader or it’s her early leadership) defends tiny, takes him back to camp where he stays for a bit (a few moons since he’s younger than an apprentice) to heal his wounds, but eventually ends up joining the clan — believing that if he goes back home the twolegs will throw him in the river like his siblings told him. He’s named Ravenpaw when he comes of age, and is apprenticed to Tigerclaw; bluestar(or sunstar) seeing this as a way to force a bond between the two.

When Rusty joins the clans, Ravenpaw is notably the oldest apprentice because he’s been held back by Tigerstar for not suiting his standards. Raven’s personality is extremely different; he could be seen as timid, but he’s also largely very monotonous, straight forward (on most things) and kinda cold. He bonds with firepaw because they’re both ex kittypets, but generally Fire can tell something is off.

Ravenpaw carries a resentment towards clan society and structure that increasing as he ages and with every “failed” assessment. Tigerclaw has manipulated the clan into thinking he is a good mentor — that it’s Ravenpaw and his Kittypet origins that make him such a lackluster apprentice. When he kills the adder later on he’s sure it’ll give him his Warrior name, only for Tigerclaw to completely disregard him and his catch.

The relationship between the mentor and apprentice are strange, Ravenpaw only speaks to Tigerclaw when spoken to — and when he does occasionally speak out of turn he tenses up, like he’s majorly fucked up. There’s a palpable fear there, but also a hatred that is beginning to outgrow the fear; these conflicting emotions causing Ravenpaw to finally admit to what he saw when redtail died.

Tigerclaw isn’t fully aware Ravenpaw saw what happened, though he has a hunch — and Ravenpaw, though fearful of him has learned to mask his emotions in order to survive under him, had done a pretty good job of not looking too suspicious to his mentor, (I’d imagine here he never passes out, but almost does tell the clan before tigerclaw enters camp) at least until tigerclaw is pronounced deputy. In the heat of the moment and the rage he’s built up towards tigerclaw, he tells firepaw what he saw that day, confident he can trust Firepaw due to their shared heritage (in more ways than one but they don’t know that yet).

Not long after this, the rumors about Ravenpaw being a traitor start to really spread like wild fire, which is only fueled into an inferno when ShadowClan steals ThunderClan’s kits as cats begin pointing the finger at him. Instead of what happens in book where firepaw and Greypaw escort him to the barn — Ravenpaw vanishes after the kits are goe, similarly to how yellowfang also vanished, though…they do find Yellowfang. They never find Ravenpaw. It’s assumed ShadowClan killed him by the rest of the clan, but Firepaw — now Fireheart has his sights aimed at Tigerclaw.

The rest of the story follows loosely as it is in books with the main changes being that Ravenpaw is not at the barn, and it’s assumed he’s dead.

Until scourge shows up.

Ravenpaw this whole time had decided he was better off out of the clans as a rogue than anywhere near Tigerclaw — so he runs to the city. Ravenpaw is notably more adept to survival in harsh environments due to his training, though still a bit naive. Cats begin to take interest in his hunting skills, but that interest peaks when ravenpaw is seen playing with a dog tooth lazily one day, something he keeps carrying around. The lie starts that he’s fought a dog one on one this way, and eventually spirals into the scourge mythos he builds for himself, BloodClan built as both a mockery to the clans that never fully accepted him and his own way of improving on where they failed; where everyone was an outsider, a loner, rogue or kittypet, and no “true” clan cats existed. Scourge becomes cold and cruel, fully metamorphosing into this detached, power hungry figure that Tigerstar meets. The Tom is barely able to recognize Ravenpaw as scourge, and when he does…he’s somewhat impressed, though, believes the previous power he held over him will be easily translated into their business agreement here, so he foolishly takes his chances at manipulating Scourge.

Eventually, when scourge is reintroduced to the clans with a “clan” of his own, Tigerstar openly tries to challenge him…a challenge which is easily dealt with by his former apprentice. Firestar, having recognized his friend tries to reason with him — but Scourge is done, he gave the clans chances to change in his own eyes, gave cats like Tigerstar second chances and they never did. The only solution now is revenge for all they put him through, all they put anyone who didn’t “fit their standards” through. He gives Firestar a chance, though — join BloodClan, he’ll be given the respect the clans have never afforded him. Firestar declines, the war goes on.

During the battle, after Firestar has come back from his first death, he doesn’t kill scourge, instead, he offers him a second chance because as much as he hates what he’s become, he knows why he fell down this path and it isn’t too late — there is still good in Scourge. Scourge, having trained with Firestar and watched him grow, having entrusted him more than the entirety of the clan is moved by this, and he surrenders to Firestar, BloodClan retreating, but without scourge at the head.

Having surrendered scourge knows he cannot return to the city, knowing BloodClan will think him weak and kill him on sight, so, Firestar and greystripe escort him to the barn where barley awaits. Scourge changes his name Raven, ditches his collar and claws and lives out his life in peace with Barley who ofc he becomes mates with. Years down the line, when WarriorClan is built it’s definitely influenced by a chunk of Raven’s stories about his time in the clans. (Monkeystar is 100% their kid)

There’s also the alternate ending of Raven/scourge going on to rebuild SkyClan himself and influencing the concept of daylight warriors though probably never becoming the clans leader.

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worst-mother-throwdown · 4 months

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BRACKET 1

Round 1

Propaganda under the cut, but feel free to add yours in the reblogs

TW: child abuse, child abandonment, verbal abuse, physical abuse, psychological abuse

Mrs. Doofenschmirz propaganda

Ren Sohma propaganda

#btw all these matches are accidental #i did not plan for two moms who raised their kids as the opposite gender (for some time) to be pitted against each other #but its funny #worst fictional mother throwdown #worst mother throwdown #phineas and ferb #fruits basket #ren sohma #tw child abuse #tw child abandonment #tw verbal abuse #tw physical abuse #tw psychological abuse

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snow-system-wol · 6 months

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On gender, bodily autonomy, and being a Leveilleur -- concepts that are sometimes in conflict with each other, for Alphinaud.

(neither confirmed to be canon nor noncanon to S'ria's series.

Tw for some pretty psychologically questionable parenting.)

Very few things in Alphinaud's life were his. Most of his belongings were bought in matching pairs with Alisaie, something that he resented more over the years, and everything else seemed to be owned by the Leveilleur family itself. His room, once he had grown old enough to stop sharing with Alisaie, hardly felt his own. If he happened to leave it a touch too messy, it was clean the next time he returned – which gave few illusions about privacy.

He was glad that he had only complained about comparatively minor things in his journaling thus far, rather than about family, as it became clear that, well – he suspected someone was reading them. His mom always seemed to know just a bit more than she should about his social life. Alphinaud wasn't mad at her for worrying, he just… if nothing else, it was good incentive to improve some basic illusion magic. Wards would be suspicious, but looking like there was nothing to miss in the first place was not.

He'd still rather avoid writing anything down that is too sensitive.

Half the time his achievements hardly felt his own, many of his professors commenting on how he was doing his father proud with his academic success. (If he was, Alphinaud was the last to know. He wasn't sure anything of the like had ever been said out loud.) Was it so bad to want his teachers to recognize him on his own merits?

With all of that placed on him, it'd be easy to say the only thing of Alphinaud's that was truly his would be his body. That wasn't quite true though, was it? It'd never really been his, not since the gods decided it would be a fine trick for Alisaie and him to be exactly alike in body. Blessedly, she'd understood, and their parents had also been…reasonable.

Only reasonable though, no more than that. Mother continued to insist on their shared twin outfits – and while they weren't extensively feminine, maybe he'd be mistaken for Alisaie a touch less often if they were allowed to be more distinct. And Father… Alphinaud wasn't sure. He seemed glad to have a son as part of his legacy and was steadfast in referring to him as such. However, the one or two times Alphinaud had discussed anything that would actually affect his body it had been soundly rejected with little explanation. His parents seemed somewhat offended by the idea even.

Alisaie had suggested they just make do, try to get what he needed on the sly. Alphinaud had been very sure that anything above board would immediately get back to their parents and, if Sharlayan even had a medicinal black market, it certainly wasn't one that a few young teenagers would get very far in. Alphinaud had appreciated the effort.

Perhaps if he compiled more research on the safety and benefits of such things at his age, they would be convinced – and he could get started on that just as soon as this term lightened up a little bit.

A part of him worried they would not allow him to say his piece, even with all that.

And more pressingly, he was running out of patience. Alphinaud was getting a bit… he didn't have a good word for it, not really, but it was a sort of "crawling out of his skin" feeling. His friends were good about recognizing him, but if one more person called him by Alisaie's name or her pronouns… for the love of all that is good, that's what the different colored hair ribbons were supposed to at least help with. Alphinaud just wanted that to never happen again, anything was better. Even if there'd be consequences.

Alphinaud was feeling so impulsive that he nearly acted immediately, but he went to talk to Alisaie first. Not to hear her opinion (she'd likely support a little disobedience on his part anyway, and he wasn't looking for advice), but to give her a courtesy warning that there could be a familial problem.

Impulsivity did not suit him well, but this situation called for it – or perhaps his head was just not clear enough to think things through, just this once.

Alphinaud knew that hair did not mean much for gender – his and Alisaie's hair was more or less the same as their father's. Many men in Sharlayan had longer hair.

Many, but not the majority of them, though, and more importantly, he would no longer be mistaken for Alisaie ever again. He was a bit mournful, knowing he'd miss his hair.

(Alphinaud liked his hair, he didn't want to feel ashamed of it or feel like it was a hurdle between him and comfort. Honestly, he was surprised that Alisaie didn't offer to just chop her own hair off instead, for how much she complained about taking care of it. Oh, Mother would cry if she did, though.)

It was quick and clean. Leaving his hair tied and braided meant that there was little mess once it was chopped off. His head suddenly felt so light and he mourned it as much as it was freeing. Looking at the long braid in his hand, he felt his stomach drop. There was a giddy excitement in that he'd fixed a problem, but now he had an entirely new and incredibly imminent problem.

It did not take more than a few moments for Mother and Father to realize what he'd done, when he joined them in the dining room. She gasped, and Father's hand visibly tightened around his fork, and Alisaie avoided looking at anyone. Mother seemed about to protest and question Alphinaud, but Father abruptly standing and striding out of the room interrupted whatever thought may have been in her mind.

It was an excruciatingly quiet and rather brief dinner. Alphinaud found himself with very little appetite.

Any remaining desire to eat vanished completely when a member of the staff approached him near the end of the meal. He was informed that his presence was requested in his father's study, at his earliest convenience. Alisaie looked as though she wanted to stop him from going, but – what was the worst that could happen, aside from a somewhat harrowing conversation? Father had ever been the type to heal their injuries, not cause them.

That didn't mean the walk to the study was not terrifying. The door was already open and Alphinaud rapped gently on the doorframe before entering, trying not to do anything else that may break etiquette. Father bade him to sit across from him. Even both seated, he still towered over Alphinaud. Father stared at him with this intense scrutiny and he wondered whether anything was to be said or if he was simply meant to be judged until he broke and apologized for it himself. Father eventually relented, speaking in a tone that was nearly completely calm.

"For me, my appearance has even been a point of discipline. There is a dignity in it, showing the world that one is at least committed to their public perception, the diligence of putting in the extra effort to neatly braid one's hair every morning as one prepares to face the day. Are you ashamed of following my example in that? Unwilling?"

Alphinaud cleared his throat, willing his voice to stay steady. "That is not it, Father, I should be proud to look like you. The only matter that prompted this choice was having an identical sister."

"And this was so urgent that you could not settle it in discussion?" Alphinaud felt that there was no point in reminding him that he'd already tried, among other wishes he'd expressed. "Leveilleurs do not make impulsive choices, Alphinaud."

There was not much to be said to that – it was impulsive, Alphinaud knew that. He stayed quite still as Father stood from his seat, slowly making his way around Alphinaud's chair. He felt just the tiniest bit scared with Father fully in his blind spot, but equally felt silly for that fear. Really, there was nothing that had made it a rational response.

A hand was laid on the back of Alphinaud's head – gently, of course, only slightly startling for that moment. The rush of magic against his skin was warm and familiar, the same sensation of healing magic he'd felt for over a decade of bruises and scrapes and sprains.

Alphinaud was confused at what the point of that was, what Father was doing, until the near-painful prickling across his scalp made itself known. Ah. Healing magic could be used to rapidly speed the regeneration of flesh and bone, but that was not where its capabilities stopped.

Alphinaud felt the sudden urge to cry and decided that that would be the one response he would not allow before he left this room. It wasn't even that it hurt much, it was barely even uncomfortable – it just rendered all of the relief, all of the anxiety and worry, so completely pointless.

The flow of magic finally ceased and hands deftly returned his hair to a perfect braid, Father remaining wordless for this process. He took care not to cause any undue physical discomfort and that was almost worse.

Of all the responses Alphinaud was prepared for upon cutting his hair short, he had not expected Father to reject that decision so thoroughly that he would simply undo it.

Of course – very few things in Alphinaud's life were actually his, public appearance included.

#alphinaud leveilleur #character study #kinda?#writing #tw psychological abuse #I'm not sure if that's the best way to refer to it but TW for some very questionable parenting anyway #is Alphinaud trans in S'ria's universe? i have no idea

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enbygirlblogging · 1 month

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do you ever experience a wild moment of sudden empathy for everyone in the world. like yeah i knew a guy who bullied people a lot, and who i really used to hate, but then i found out he got beaten by his stepdad and watched his sister die a horrible and graphic death first-hand, and suddenly the hate didn't come so easy. yeah i knew a girl who abused me for the better half of my life, but looking back, she also definitely had no one in the world who loved her, including her own family. my issues with her are a lot more personal, but i just don't have it in me to really loathe her the way i once did. i've never had a good relationship with my father, but he never had a parent worth looking up to. and i'm not saying any of that trauma excuses being a horrible human being, and i'm not saying you have to forgive everyone who ever wronged you, or even really that you should.

but i guess i'm saying maybe i forgive the people who wronged me.

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dragongutsixofficial · 2 years

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On the topic of Rhea, Byleth, Crimson Flower and abuse

I see a lot of people saying Crimson Flower is a bad route for Byleth, and I'm always a little confused about it, so I thought I'd share my thoughts on the matter. This post isn't at all to invalidate their opinions or how they view the game- this is just offering my perspective on things. Please forgive any possible mistakes, as English isn't my first language. Also, I will be criticizing Rhea's treatment of Byleth, so I'll tag this appropriately of course, but I'm still warning any of her fans beforehand in case you just wanna skip. ^^

For a little bit of context, when i first played the game, Rhea creeped me out THE MOMENT she looked at Byleth from the balcony in the cutscene when they arrive at Garreg Mach monastery. So, I was already wary of her-I dunno, I just had a feeling she wasn't as honest as she was pretending to be.

And I mean, this isn't completely wrong. She desperately wants to be able to relax and be truthful, sure, but she also has a great deal of responsibility in putting in place and maintaining a really unfair theocracy based entirely on lies, because she wants to protect her family, the last of her kind. While her behavior is, of course, understandable given the horrible trauma she went through, it still doesn't sit right with me, but that's not really my point here. The thing is, she has problems with not being in control at all times because of her story. Her despair even pushes her to try and bring back her dead mother by crafting her a vessel- something she fails at several times, including Sitri.

And, then, there's Byleth. Byleth, who disappears for twenty long years, along with all her hopes, and when they reappear Rhea immediately sees the possibility for her to achieve her goal is not totally lost. She was desperate and now that she's found them, she wants to keep them.

That's why she places so much trust in Byleth from the start, but also why she grows cold every time they step out of line- like when they refuse to give her Miklan's spear. She allows them to live their life, but only so long as they do not disappoint her in any way or deviate from her ideas- because for the longest time, she struggles to see them as their own person and puts unreasonable expectations on them.

And that, sadly, is when that becomes psychological abuse on her part. This is really obvious to me when Byleth's hair and eyes turn green after fusing with Sothis, and she sings to them and puts their head in their lap while they're asleep- it just makes me want to run far away in the opposite direction every time, and her giving them the prophet outfit after that makes me so sorry for Byleth because what she's essentially doing here (albeit maybe unvoluntarily) is chipping away at their developing self and bodily autonomy by turning them into literally what she physically wants to see-and that isn't them. She wants them to become what she wants of them.

And then, in the Sacred Mausoleum, Byleth chooses Edelgard. All hell breaks loose because Rhea's hopes are shattered- and she also realizes her affection for Byleth is (partly) unrequited which, to me at least, makes sense- I don't really see how they could care as much for her as they do for their students when they spent every day with them for a year, and their actions seem to be made more out of love for their close ones than anything else. Byleth breaks out of the mold and confronts her directly. They make the clear cut decision to deviate from the path she had laid out for them. From that moment on, Rhea considers that all forms of violence against them is allowed (which, fair, they just declared war on her lol) including taking their heart out by force, which is physical abuse obviously (then again, violence is to be expected in a war but you get the idea). She now hates what she's created and sees it as her duty to destroy it.

Now. Byleth choosing to walk down Edelgard's path does not equate cutting themselves from their divine part, and I think that is a very important point. I see a lot of people make that criticism, especially since Byleth loses Sothis' powers at the end of CF. But to me, it's a totally different phenomena that occurs.

In every route, post-timeskip Byleth embraces their divine side. They use the Creator's sword and they go back in time as they wish to protect and further their and their lords' vision for the future of Fodlan. Heck, their main class is literally "Prophet". But something strange and, I think, beautiful happens in Crimson Flower that always made me feel disappointed in the other routes' plots: Byleth has a chance to stand up to their abuser and cut ties with them explicitely and directly. To fight back against them with all they've got.

Now, don't get me wrong. Rhea apologizing for her wrongdoings and bad treatment of Byleth is good, sure, but it just… doesn't seem like enough to me. Sure, that's a nice thought… but it's not like anything can be done about it now: they're stuck with body modifications and a position as an Archbishop reforming the system she helped put in place that they never really asked for in the first place. But what makes it ok is that they embrace those fully and voluntarily, and that's beautiful on its own- however, that resolution leaves me a bit disappointed and honestly feeling like they let Rhea walk all over them.

The thing is, when you get out of an abusive and toxic relationship, you are left changed from the experience. You lose a lot of things, but you also get some things. It's like you're left with a random object your abuser gave to you once. You can either keep it and give it a new story of its own, or discard it if keeping it just doesn't feel right. But in the end, it is your responsibility, your thing, and you're not a bad person for not using it. The metaphor is broken, I know, but I hope you get my idea. You're not a bad person for moving on for that thing- You don't resent the thing, you can thank it and appreciate it for what it brought you while you used it, you don't hate it, hell you might have even learnt from it.

In the other routes, Byleth chooses to keep everything and use it equally. In Crimson Flower, Byleth "regaining their humanity" doesn't in any way, shape or form mean they reject all that Sothis brought to them or their enlightenement. It's just them choosing that they'd rather not use that from now on, or not engage with it to the same degree. They might go back to it later, might help rebuild the church, I don't know-just not in the same way. On new terms that make them more at ease with who they became following that route.

They're still the same loving and caring person who would do anything for their students. They still go to the ends of the Earth to give someone a random thing they lost. They still spend hundreds of coins on their loved ones' favorite teas. But… they do not have to forgive Rhea. They do not have to accept everything that happened to them because of her actions, even if some of it was good. They've made their peace with it and they've let it go of their own volition.

They do not become a lesser version of themselves because they chose to deal with the abuse they went through in a different way than in the other routes.

And I think a lot of people underestimate how powerful CF!Byleth's narrative can be.

#fe3h #byleth eisner #byleth discourse #lady rhea #seiros #rhea discourse #rhea critical #tw abuse #tw mentions of abuse #tw physical abuse #tw psychological abuse #crimson flower #this is no hate towards rhea's character you love who you want #byleth #fe16 #archbishop rhea #fe3h spoilers #edelgard von hresvelg

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traumatizedjaguar · 3 months

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BECAUSE manipulators make friends with other manipulators or liars with other liars or abusers make friends with other abusers because when one of them hates somebody the other abuser will too and they do this because abuser 1 needs the help to enhance their lies and smear campaigns so abuser 2 helps out because abuser 2 knows when they need help to lie on their victims character abuser 1 will of course help out. Bullies bounce off of each others lies and bullshit all the time; when one bully makes up a rumor that Jennifer is a peeping Tom, then another bully will see their bullshit and wanna help by going, “Oh yeah! I already knew that about Jennifer, I caught her peeping once!” Because bullies bounce off of each other’s bullshit together. It enhances their smear campaign because they know they can rely on each other for help in their own personal situations with whatever truths they’re trying to hide or cover up; every abuser who’s angry at themselves or saving their reputation and trying to cover up a truth will need a scapegoat. I was just watching videos on YouTube of fake mediums being called out and in one of the videos there were like 3 fake mediums in one room and all 3 would bounce off each others shit like one would say “I feel a boy here age 10 who died in this room” and then the other fake will go “oh yeah I felt that too! He was murdered!” And then so on and so forth.

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samijami · 6 months

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You know what, my parents have always been so great at comforting me

I could be really shaken up and scared cuz someone just tried hurt me and my mom would say 'ah, get over it, she couldn't have hurt you anyways', when the same lady beats her grown ass brother to a pulp everyday and would've with me if I hadn't ran away when she gave chase.

My father could always complain like fuck to ME about me being bullied. What am I going to do? Why don't I tell you I'm being bullied? Oh because you yell at me for being bullied because you're complaining to me about what THEY'RE doing. That's really fucking nice.

Why don't I tell you about my mental state, father? Oh because you tell me I have no reason to be depressed and that I'm being ungrateful or accuse me of being indoctrinated by the internet and trying to to waste your money on therapy when I open up. Or maybe because I've had multiple instances of you screaming at me for 5 fucking hours about how much of a disappointment to the entire family line I am for being the 'only depressed one/the only one who's 'given up',' or you just insist I'm depressed because someone convinced me I'm gay or trans on the internet.

Why don't I tell you I have a cold, father? Because I'd rather pretend I have a dry cough and take medicine behind your back then be screamed at about how you'd die if I gave you a cold, (which you won't), or how I 'definitively have covid' and then not let me in the living room with you. I don't want to be screamed at until I'm crying, and then you tell me I'm selfish for crying. It's happened too much, I'd rather just suffer in silence even if I do have a bad cold.

Why do I always stay up in my bedroom and avoid you, father? Because, you sleep half the day and scream at me if I make a singular noise. I can't live in my own household nor even go and eat something if you're asleep. I'm not allowed to. You could sleep the whole day and I could starve, yet if I moved and made a noise, you'd make sure I have a reason to cry. Then pound on me for crying.

Why do I always stall and not tell you I may need medical attention until I'm crying from pain? Because both of you complain about the hospital bills, how I'm faking, and how I'm a waste of time. Why did I need to get taken to the hospital from school before from passing out? Because you convinced me I shouldn't care enough to let you know something is wrong until something bad happens to me if it costs you time and money. I hated the back of that ambulance, and you're the reason I had to experience that.

I hated the way that boy laughed at me as I was picked up half-fucking conscious and dragged to the stretcher and loaded into the damn ambulance.

Why do I not tell you I need help with schooling? Because you helped my brother with one homework paper in kindergarten, and that was the only one he failed. Then you complained to him and said I was the smarter kid. Now that I'm failing, if I say I have one problem, I'm automatically fucking stupid since I was straight A's and B's in ELEMENTARY.

Oh and my cat could be dying, so keep making side-comments, 'he's going to die'. That's very comforting. I love it when you say that.

Why must you always tell me I'm going to fail when I grow up? I can't have ADHD when i grow up or else I'll be 'dysfunctional' and never get a job? I should grow out of my problems? These problems never existed in your generation because you just dealt with it and got through it and now we 'dramatise everything'? I can only grow up to marry--and I need to marry--a straight white boy? I'm never going to college because I'm a fucking dumbass and I'm failing at everything?

I can't be a child right now? I can't have mental problems? I can't be experiencing the aftermath of every fucking thing you've done to me? I need to be perfect, and I need to comfort myself? All I ask is for you to say one thing when I'm sitting here and ASKING for your help..

I just want you to say it's ok.

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simandy · 2 years

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[Sigh]

So since i rebloged that abuse post I have been notified with your tags when you also reblog the post (from me) and even though im not talking about any specific one bc im not stupid, I've noticed a scary pattern: Psychological Abuse.

I don't see people talking a lot about this in the way i want to talk, maybe it's because I don't look for it but i don't naturally see it.

The psychological abuse you had to go through is as much of an abuse as physical abuse is. Human beings tent to value more the things they can see, things they can physically FEEL or TOUCH. Just because you're abuser didn't leave a physical giantic bruise or scar on your skin it doesn't mean it didn't leave it inside your brain. I'm not saying physical abuse is less valuable oh my God please strike me a lightning if i ever do that, but the bruise, the scar inside your brain HURTS as much as the scar outside (and don't ever forget physical abuse leaves the mental scar too). Psychological abuse change, corrupt the way your brain thinks, it changes your chemicals, it makes you think in a way no healthy un-abused human being would ever think.

Trust me, I know what I'm talking about.

I have severe cases of derealization now, I don't remember having them before the abuse, but now im totally capable of loosing all my senses if you tell me a full lie. If you point at a red circle and tell me: "this is a blue square", im totally able to question my own sanity. I will question if im seeing it right, i won't trust my own mind.

This is a psychological scar, this happens. Because they have lied to me in a way (gaslighting) to corrupt the way i see the world around me, questioning my memories and I even REMEMBER ONE DAY I CAUGHT THEM LYING! And they still got away with it! This is completely real and a sign that you have been psychological abused and it FUCKING HURTS. And it might hurt FOREVER.

I could really go on forever about the scars there were left in my brain, but this is not about me, this is about you. Please, even though you can't see your brain, treat it as if it was part of your skin. It is scarred, scared and changed, but it can be reversed, it can be treated.

You are not alone. You are not invisible, and I believe in you. I believe it happened. Stay safe. Love you.

#tw abuse #tw physical abuse #physical abuse tw #tw psychological abuse #psychological abuse tw #abuse tw #abuse #psychological abuse #physical abuse #im sorry for the many tags i know this is triggering and i dont want to hurt no one even more #nonsims #non sims

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kiki-mimi222222222 · 4 months

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Okay, I know, that Wolfram used to do that with patients against their will, but just imagine a male patient with another sexuality and being into Wolfram, because Wolfram is - you know - hot and kinda "safe" person. And Wolfram will manipulate this poor one for his desires and toy with him and his fragile mind. Maybe will break his neck in the end.

I approve none of that, including to be in hellish 1940s hospital for being gay. Just my random thought and headcanon.

#the heilwald loophole #thl #wolfram #game #horror game #ps1 games #ps1 horror #retro horror #thl wolfram #my sketch #my headcanons #tw abuse #tw psychological abuse #abusive relationship #tw manipulation #men #art

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reliquaryofflesh · 2 months

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i mean suuuuuuuuure he cant exactly LEAVE but, uh. isnt he such a lucky boy?!

That’s exactly why he’s so lucky! :) He doesn’t have to worry about going anywhere or having to do anything for himself. Doesn’t have nearly as much to worry about anymore these days really. I take care of everything and make sure he’s safe. Doesn’t that sound nice? Having everything taken care of for you and being under the watchful eye of someone who loves you?

#reliquaryofflesh #the reverend responds #tw kidnapping #tw captivity #kidnapping k1nk #cnc kidnapping #tw yandere #yancore #<- right? idk #tw obsessive love #obsessive love #tw psychological abuse #tw emotional abuse #obligatory this is fantasy/fictional #tw abuse #the reverend’s consort

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lucasgregorowicz · 7 months

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Trying to mentally and physically distance yourself from an abusive family while still physically living there cos you dont have the means to move out yet is the most annoying thing. Especially when they are realising that you are pulling back and their manipulation barely works anymore so they try harder to keep you in by manipulating you even more and trying to brainwash you again even tho it didn't work on you when you were a child and would work less on you today.

#tw psychological abuse #tw abusive parents #tw abuse #tw manipulation #tw mental illness #tw vent #tw depression #tw ocd #tw parents #saturn stuff

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solarchaotica · 10 months

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More Miles <3

think Milo corruption arc, Milos bad in some ways, but he is so much worse.

Small infodump under the cut.

(def a dead dove post: tw psychological abuse, physical abuse, death mention, kidnapping)

So at least Milos fucked up things come from (in his mind) a good place.

He does what he does because "he wants to be with his love" or "wants to make his love happy"

But THIS, this is after he's been burned already. Things have gone badly, shits gone down, and he's done being emotionally compromised.

He's sick of being hurt, and now he's just lashing out (especially if someone seems fond of him, that's when he gets really bad. Doesn't take well to being liked)

He takes someone liking him as a direct threat to his head,he's against getting attached again.

That's not to say he doesn't have relationships, he just cannot handle emotional vulnerability.

His relationships are mostly just short and physical. That's not to say that he doesn't keep anyone. But he's not nearly as nice of a captor as he used to be. Doesn't spoil "pets" like he did before.

And when he does, it's not from wanting them to be happy there, it's a control aspect. He's showing them that he's in control, and that their life quality is entirely dependant on how he's feeling. So keep him happy.

His "nice" phase is very much short and fake, to catch people's interest. But it goes away pretty fast after he either :

A. Has gotten what he wants physically

B. Has caught them and they're not going anywhere.

After that his true colors show pretty fast.

He's much more deadpan than before, and when he does his "nice" act, it's very overdone. After he's caught someone, he will bring it back once in a while just to fuck with them.

He's definitely going to let them know exactly how much they've fucked up by being so trusting .

He's also much quicker to get rid of someone who's acting up, that or make them unable to act up in that way again. (Ex: someone who's verbally lashing out might lose the ability to speak pretty quickly)

But if he sees someone as unfixable, he doesn't mind getting rid of them and trying again.

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