#5ht

[tvnacity]

my five happy things for today

Started unpacking the new apartment and I loveee it!!

Went to ikea for the first time (I finally live somewhere that has one) and um jfc it’s so overwhelming but also so fun

Got a cute lamp that looks like Saturn and the ring around it lights up in different colors!

I can tell my cat really likes having some of her old items back — she’s finally starting to relax after many many days of driving and staying in unfamiliar locations

I obvs haven’t seen much of it but I really like this city so far. It really feels super nice and up and coming and there are so many more kinds of food and things to do here and!! Yay can’t wait to explore more

[holysmokescrafts]

Legal cannabis is already a $13B+ industry. What lessons does its rise have for the psilocybin industry? I'm a #fungi The American cannabis industry has exploded into a $13 billion dynamo, with all signs pointing to continued growth. Dozens of publicly traded companies are active in the legal cannabis industry, including companies that have been created in recent years as well as industry powerhouses that have seen the opportunity and entered the space. Hundreds more small and midsize startups are thriving as well. Though some questions about cannabis’s future will remain until full federal legalization is achieved, the industry’s rise is undeniable. As research shows the potential medical benefits of psychedelics, including psilocybin (the psychoactive compound in “magic mushrooms”), many entrepreneurs and analysts see a potential similar rise, particularly for psilocybin. Entrepreneurs who want to enter the space would be wise to learn some lessons from those who have succeeded – and failed – in cannabis. Why is psilocybin generating so much buzz lately? Though the use of psilocybin mushrooms for spiritual and psychological reasons predates recorded human history, they have been outlawed in the U.S. since 1971. They are classified as a Schedule I controlled substance, meaning they have “no accepted medical use and a high potential for abuse.” Research into their use was common in the 1950s and ’60s, but the Schedule I designation created massive administrative and financial burdens, as well as stigma, that effectively ended study for decades. A few pioneering individuals and organizations pushed to show that the designation may be misguided, which has unleashed a new wave of research. Studies are now showing psilocybin’s potential usage for a number of mental health disorders that can be difficult to treat, including severe forms of depression, obsessive compulsive disorder, nicotine addiction, anorexia nervosa and fibromyalgia.  #depression #obsessive #disorder #nicotine #fungi #imafungi #serotonin #receptor #peripheralnervoussystems #nerve #ptsd #magicmushroom #caps #magicmushrooms #holysmokes #oneman #news #2023 #trip #5ht #mushroom #mushrooms (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpiMYWgL82M/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[alveolaraspergillosis]

sometimes at like, approximately 9:15 in the evening i suddenly feel overcome by a feeling that i will have a rough night and i will be unable to control an emotional outburst of some kind for long enough to simply fall asleep through it. like a couple hours before i do end up crying so hard for no reason that i fall into an exhausted sleep from crying a bunch and then i wake up sort of barely able to breathe and the cat is screaming at me and its 86 minutes past my morning alarm . not a fan of the fact that “sometimes” has started to mean “four to five nights a week”

[dorianbrightmusic]

time to go write down a table of each of the types of dopamine and serotonin and how they all differ

[crossbackpoke-check]

hi! i do not particularly go here (hockeyblr) except through proximity (moots) but i just wanna say that i LOVE your tags. every time i see you in the notes of a post i’m like “i did not know this man’s name until approximately two moments ago but i Will read and enjoy every tag as if i know what’s going on”. i’m having a blast. anyway, thank you for sharing your thoughts!!!! have a good one <3

that’s what i’m here for!! treasuring this message and i’m so happy you’re here having a blast with me 🥹

[geminipixels]

Aminta Berry

You’re a mischievous scientist that really loves the color mint. You’re career driven but still make time for silly pranks and outings with your closest friends. You love luxury and want the best for yourself and your family.

Traits: Ambitious, Vegetarian, Lucky, Green Thumb, Eco Friendly

Generation Goals:

Master gardening, fishing, and handiness skills

Master scientist career and complete the Creature-Robot Cross Breeder aspiration

Have three good friends

Own expensive luxury items in your home

Spoil your children rotten (get them anything their wishes desire)

Personal Generation Goals:

Make at least 2 enemies

Own a Voodoo Doll and bind it to nemesis

Obtain rare quality seeds and have an excellent garden

[bidisasterevankinard]

911 starting 2s with "heat around" and then give us both Maddie and Eddie almost naked in their first scenes. Really good foreshadowing. 100/10

[tinyorangepotato]

Love the new pfp tiny!

Thanks! It qas a drawing j did I early November and I was looking back and relaized i still liked it

[dyke1]

going to watch this and have nightmares 👍

[xuchiya]

so innocent; so not pure 00

—--------------  ₊˚.༄ [chapter: 00] ₊˚.༄ —------------------

[i decide to not make it supernatural au, i'm sorry] words: 1.7k warning: fluff in the beginning, smut towards the end. curse words, public sex, spanking, yeosang being doberman mode. ₊˚.༄ [preview ]₊˚.༄ - ₊˚.༄[chapter 01]₊˚.༄

 sunlight streamed through the classroom windows, painting warm squares on the worn desks. laughter crackled in the air as moonjin and yunho huddled over a notebook, voices conspiratorial. future plans unfolded between them. the air tinged with the familiar scent of chalk and worn textbooks. 

           the two friends were inseparable, joint to the hip during their freshman year, a chaotic start of their freshman year– symphony of unfamiliar faces and echoing hallways. moonjin, a timid girl with a head perpetually stuck in the clouds, navigated the bustling school, prone to unexpected swerves and silent apologies. it was going smooth at her own pace until during one fateful afternoon, her trajectory collided with Yunho, a whirlwind of laughter and mismatched socks, in the middle of the cafeteria.

    “watch out!”

soup sloshed, croutons scattered, and a chorus of gasps erupted. moonjin, mortified, expected the worst, the first impression immediately spoiled like the rest of the food on the ground and her face draining when she noticed the male in front of her was twice her size but instead, yunho burst into laughter, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "looks like we're both having a stellar day," he joked, mopping up the mess with a napkin with surprising grace. moonjin was surprised as well as her eyes settled on the male student, stunned that she was not expecting he would laugh it off easily which she also found herself laughing softly, “i’m sorry.”

    yunho wave it off, “don’t be and besides the uniform is quite small so i have reason to change.” moonjin chuckles, now noticing how it is hugging his figure— a little tight.

        from that day on, they became an unlikely duo. moonjin, with her quiet wit and passion for stargazing, found herself grounded by yunho's infectious optimism and knack for turning disaster into an adventure. he dragged her to chaotic school plays, where she discovered a hidden love for costume design. she, in turn, introduced him to the magic of constellations, whispering secrets of distant galaxies under the velvet curtain of night.

    their differences were their bridges. yunho's boisterous energy coaxed moonjin out of her shell, while her thoughtful pauses brought him moments of introspection, "i'm telling you," yunho declared, eyes narrowed in mock seriousness, "the bakery on 5ht street has the fluffiest cream puffs this side of seoul. we have to make a pilgrimage before graduation."

    moonjin snorted, her own eyes sparkling with mischief. "only if you promise to share your secret ramen recipe in return. my taste buds are thirsting for a spicy adventure."

           they both shake hands, sealing their agreement, “deal.” their banter continued, a symphony of whispered jokes and shared secrets, until the school bell rang. lunch break. the classroom erupted in a stampede of backpacks and eager feet.

  outside, the sun beat down on the dusty field, turning the air into a shimmering haze. on the makeshift baseball diamond field, their friends were locked in a playful battle– hong joong, seonghwa and yeosang. laughter and jeers filled the air as sunghoon swung awkwardly at a pitch, sending the ball sailing into the bushes, “boo! jia was just watching!” yunho teased his friend in which sunho flip him off, making yunho laugh clapping in amusement.

moonjin and yunho settled beneath the shade of a sprawling oak, content to be spectators. few of their friends relaxed underneath the soft shade whilst watching the small match happening. moonjin watched in full interest but as the players rotated, a pair of dark eyes met hers across the field. yeosang. his smile, bright as the noonday sun, sent a jolt through her, a flutter in her chest she couldn't quite decipher. 

            their gazes locked for a fleeting moment, then yeosang winked, a playful challenge in his eyes. moonjin's cheeks burned, and she fumbled for her water bottle, pretending to take a long sip. the familiar rhythm of the game faded into the background, replaced by the frantic thudding of her own heart.

all of their interaction went unnoticed and moonjin like it and wanted to stay it that way.

  “hey luna, you’re staying for a while?” yunho spoke as he pack up his things. moonjin nodded, spinning her pen between her fingers, “yeah and i have to wait for yeosang.” he sighs swinging his backpack on one shoulder, looking at her with worry, “i trust yeo but it’s quite getting late.” she waves him off, “we'll be okay. i’ll text you yuyu.” he got no choice but to nodded knowing she has literal bodyguard beside her 24/7, if yunho can't be there, “okay okay, text me and please be safe.” 

         she watches her best friend waves as he exits the classroom, leaving her alone in the quiet room. it was towards late afternoon, the sun had already dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the empty classroom. moonjin, surrounded by scattered textbooks and open notebooks, tried to focus on her studies, biting the tip of her pen but her mind was being invaded by yeosang's smile, the electric spark in his eyes, kept interrupting her thoughts. she groans quietly on her seat, her forehead resting on her table wrinkling some of her paperwork, cheeks coated in thin red blush.

      suddenly, the door creaked open, her head snapping towards the door, and yeosang walked in, his backpack slung over one shoulder. a stark contrast to the studious silence of the room, "hey," yeosang said, a sheepish grin playing on his lips. "i thought you went home with hyung."

   moonjin shrugs, picking up her papers, “i still have to finish some of my works besides i’m waiting for you.” yeosang's grin widened. "well, take a break," he said, pulling up a chair in front of her desk, spinning the chair as he straddles it, folding his arm on top "unless," he added, his voice lowering, making her heart beats once again, "i’m that break you were waiting for."

          moonjin felt a nervous giggle bubble up, her thighs rubbing as his stares watch her every move like a prey ready to be pounce anytime, her panties suddenly sticking to her wet pussy in uncomfortable manner. moonjin clears her throat, yeosang loving the effect he had to moonjin, "don’t get cocky," she mumbled, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

  yeosang leaned closer to her, face inches away. moonjin's breath hitched. his warm gaze felt like a heat radiating from his sun-kissed skin and a hint of cinnamon, his usual cologne, filled her senses, making her head spin. every tick of the clock resonated like a drumbeat in the empty classroom, amplifying the thudding of her own heart.

       "about that practice match today," yeosang murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down to her now already damp panty that was sticking to her uncomfortably to her thighs, "you know that triple play at the end? that was all thanks to you."

moonjin blinked, momentarily disarmed by the unexpected shift. "me? but i barely saw it..."

      "exactly because…" yeosang chuckled, a hint of mischief in his eyes, twirling a strand of her hair between his fingers, "you distracted me …" it was in that moment that yeosang’s other hand had crawled its way to her exposed thighs, surprising her,  “do you wanna know what distracted me?” moonjin hums, no clue until he takes the hem of the socks that were hugging tightly, pulling and snapping them back to her thighs, making her jolt on her seat.

   “this and …”  the tension in the room suddenly rises and thickens each passing second and yeosang did not waste any time that he had his hands gripping both her thighs, thumbs circling her inner thigh, purposely nudging her buds to stir her up more. moonjin couldn’t help but bit her bottom lip as she stares at her childhood friend that sent yeosang in dizzy in lust, “i don’t know if you purposely keep opening your legs to expose this panty to really distract me or to have some of our friends see them?” 

   “n-none of them!” moonjin squeak. yeosang chuckle slowly, loosen his grip on her before standing up, spinning the chair around as he could sit properly and pull her close as possible— even if the table was on the way. he had his knees open to spread her legs, as his hand snake its way in to her hips, gripping the cloth and pull it down, “this? you don’t need them anymore …”

  during the whole process, yeosang did not broke eye contact with moonjin, delivering moonjin in a next level ecstasy as she watch her childhood friend do things in front of her. do her.

   “then maybe .. you were hinting at me to take you here?” a surprise gasp left her lips as two fingers glided her glistening pussy, rubbing her clit in 8 figures. moonjin’s hand grip his wrist that was slowly going faster each minute, mouth ajar as pleasure spikes her entire body, “y-yeosang~!”

   “fuck you're so damn wet …” his fingers left her pussy, leaving her whining which made yeosang grumbling at her sound as he walk around her table, pulling her up on her seat before pushing her down on her desk. hand gradually glides down her back to her ass, that was only being covered by her school skirt, sending his first hit on her ass. moonjin squeaked, a breathless moan leaving her lips, fist curling underneath her wrinkling her papers, but her mind was elsewhere.

"m-more please..."

  yeosang coos mockingly, rubbing her sensitive spot before sending another hit, his other hand grabbing a handful of her hair pulling it slightly, tilting her head up, “so impatient that you want me to fuck you dumb here? in this room? you know anyone can walk in on us?” she could feel the warmth of his breath on her cheek, sending shivers down her spine, “they will see how i fuck you so good that my cock is the only thing you want and need.”

    moonjin have choices but the fact they were already thrown outside the window the moment yeosang had her bend over her desk, her morals went 100 to 0. she bit her lip, rubbing her ass on his clothed bulge, looking over her shoulder with a small smile on her lips, “then make me cum to the point i’m squirting all my juices on your big cock ... show them how good you fuck me, yeo.”

taglist: @jonghostie, @tigressnamsoon

[mistyscenter]

The way some of you will have beef with nicolas, a six year old, is concerning because it's so clear you guys have not talked with a child since the 5ht grade.

Sorry to break it to you, but nicolas has the behavior of a normal 6 year old, you may not like it but saying he's the worse of the suarez siblings bc he's 6 is weird and you should feel weird for beefing wiht a 2d 6 year old.

And maybe interact with real life children to see how normal nicolas is (im joking y'all shouldnt be around children you'll bully them and think ur right)

[tvnacity]

my five happy things for today

I GOT

AN INTERVIEW

AT A

GRAD SCHOOL

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH

[shellymarshdaily]

409. 5ht sgelly heart = none

[weareweirdpeople]

I keep getting allianated because I don't fit in, even in the neurodivergent sense.

I just realized that one the reasons I've kept getting made fun of in groups for my whole life pretty much is that I am more "visibly autistic" then people feel comfortable with. That and my wild trauma and lack of ability for socialize with kids my age.

Ive been told by my autistic friend that I have the "autism accent", I "speak like a 5 year old". My autistic friend saw me stiming because I ate spicy food and really liked it and asked if I had never had spices before and made it about me being white. (I am not even fully white tho like kdmdndweree but anyways) and she made me feel weird about it.

Im not good at reading tone. Im not good at telling sarcasm. I'm not good at socializing as a whole. Even while in a group where everyone was neurodivergent of some sort (2 people with adhd and a different autistic friend who will be referred to as S) They still made me feel weird.

They chose to wait till some of the last days of school to tell me how annoying they thought I was, that they shouldn't have heard S out on me entering the group. Theat they made fun of how I speak. That im just plain weird. One of them kept implying that they never stopped making fun of me and no on disagreed. They would tell me not to call myself autistic because I hadn't be diagnosed even though that's barley an option for me and they know it, but they had no issue with criticizing how I interact socially. Telling me I need to introduce them to my new friends so they can tell me if they are good people or not.

My other friend compares me to a 5 year old or an animal a lot. I constantly feel like a bad person for showing any not situational "appropriate traits" but I don't know how to not show them. I have spent my whole life being unable to socialize properly. Until 5ht grade did I have a friend who didn't constantly tell me how weird I was. Who treated me like a person and not an entertainment accessory.

My ex just straight up sexualized my "cute and innocent" traits and told me to get rid of my "bad traits". He never wanted me to be near him in school. He never wanted me near his friends. He wanted me to be a secret for him. He didn't like being near me unless we were alone or it was a sexual conversation. He constantly treated me like this naive stupid little thing. Everyone treats me like a naive stupid little thing.

I get pissed off at offensive shti and social injustice. My friends call me sheltered and soft and sensitive. I'm not sheltered. I didn't get the opportunity of being sheltered. I just don't find racist jokes funny at all. I just don't find using slurs you can't reclaim funny at all. I just don't find shit that everyone can't laugh at funny. Its only funny to me if everyone can laugh at it and enjoy it. I aparently don't understand how jokes work. Maybe thats because the only "jokes" I know in my very neurodivergent family involve word play or spontaneous bullshit.

The jokes I learned at school involve me being the joke. The joke is how weird I am. People like them so sometimes I lean into them a little. I don't comment on if it actually does make me feel bad. But then they don't like it. Then they say I'm weird and uncomfortable to be near.

They tell me I need to be super understanding and Empathetic if someone shares something serious with me. I need to emphasize their feelings and make them feel better. But then the 2 times I actually needed support both times I was told "ehh, I've heard worse." "Its not that bad." "Yeah but you probably weren't bullied as bad as we were".

I can kinda understand the last comment given the context. 2 of the friends, including S were talking about bullying we've felt with. S is physically disabled and autistic and the other friend is also physically disabled and fat. I am also physically disabled but its invisible. I am also autistic. I can understand them assuming that I didn't deal with much.

It just doesn't feel good when thats every time I have a problem. Its always "well it probably wasn't to bad, your sheltered".

They made jokes about their trauma to and infront of me despite me not knowing them too well, so I did the same. But im bad when I do it. I'm too blunt. I'm weird. My trauma is weird. Its weird to even mention that stuff.

Im weird or something that needs to be contained if I stim. Im weir dand bad if I don't understand social cues and context. Im weird and stupid for having reading issues. Im dumb for not understanding "normal things" sometimes. I mean as they straight up called me stupid and dumb to my face.

I struggle with changes in my plan. I keep crying more often over things that shouldn't be cried over. Sometimes I stim when im really upset at home and my dad used to get upset at me for not controlling myself. Maybe I used to have autistic meltdowns at school, I don't even know. I already had so much trauma and everyone at that school scapegoated me anyways. I used to crawl under tables and scream or yell when I got upset and overwhelmed but maybe that was trauma. I don't know.

My family thought my male cousin was autistic. Not me though. It couldn't be me with weird speaking patterns who had to be put in speech therapy as a toddler because my mom was the only one who could understand even 50% of what I said. Not me who has constantly held better conversation with random adults than kids my own age.

Not me whos been a very very picky eater my whole life. Not me whos always been sensitive to loud sounds and a few textures. Not me who can't sit still or focus for the life of my but can tell you everything I know about teenage mutant ninja turtles non-stop sense I was 4. Not me, because im just a weird traumatized girl who's just sooo smart and needs to be challenged more. Only recently has the fact that I either need glasses or might by dyslexic had come up.

This isn't even on tract with the original point but qhat im trying to say is that there have been so many ignored signs of me being autistic because of me being a "girl" and even with other autistic people I get alienated for having said traits.

One of my friends told me that one of the reasons people dont like me if because I act "quirky". Well fucking excuse me. These same people are like "we understand people who joke around to cope with their issues" until its me. My bad. I didn't know everything applied to people other than me. My mistake.

I'll just let you keep calling and treating me like a fucking dog while shutting up about the fact that you randomly punch me as a greeting from behind with no apology or care for if it hurts or not. Ill just shut up until you tell me at the end of the year that im STILL ANNOYING APARENTLY, EVEN THOUGH IVE TRIED MY BEST TO FOLLOW YOUR RULES ON HOW I SHOULD BEHAVE. MY BAD FOR SAYING IM AUTSIC WITHOUT A DIAGNOSIS. ITS NOT LIKE MULTIPLE OF MY TEACHERS, THE SCHOOL PSYCOLOGIST, MY PARENTS, AND MY THERAPIST ALL SAY THERES AT LEAST A FUCKING CHANCE OF AUTSIM. MY BAD FOR EVER HAVING EMOTIONS ABOUT SOCIAL JUSTICE OR POLITICS THAT AFFECT ME AND MY LOVED ONES.

But its fine for you to fake claim people. Its fine for you, a trans person to make rules about who is trans or not. Its fine for you to make me really uncomfortable with that type of shit and for me not to say anything for your comfort. "You need to learn to just go with something you don't like and not say your opinion" I do that. I do that every single fucking day.

Its just that even with all the energy I have to put into trying to be normal, to focus on my work, to shut up so my friends can at least get their work done, to even with a modified schedule struggle to have my shit together, I STILL CANT FULLY PASS AS ALLISTIC. I DONT EVEN PASS FOR NEUROTYPICAL. EXCUSE ME FOR NOT WANTING TO DO THE PLEDGE OF FUCKING ALLIGENCE, AND THEN CALLING OUT THE TEACHER ON THE FACT THAT SHE CANT FORCE ME TO DO THGMAT WHEN SHE TRIED TO MAKE MW RE DO IT.

I guess I can't ever have opinions near people. Or be myself around people. Or be myself fully at home. Or talk about the things I like freely. Or exist without constantly having to put in effort to try to fit in even a little. Screw me for being born I guess. I'll try harder next time to make you more comfortable I fucking guess???

I don't know how to fit in and even around other autistic people I'm a freak.

It really hurts.

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[crossbackpoke-check]

if you receive this, you make somebody happy! go on anon and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs a cheering up. if you get one back, even better!

(me @ you)

do i need to get new reaction images? yes but also when y’all send me nice things like this my only response is “🥺💕🥰 ily”