#Everyone has trauma

[throrn2048]

This is the winning side, right?

[accala]

The FF7 Gang's Reasons for Hating Shinra: A Summary

Cloud, Vincent, Aerith & Red XIII: been experimented on and treated as a lab rat

Cloud, Tifa, & Barret: their town/village burned down and their families were killed

Yuffie: their country got subjugated/colonized

Cid: unemployment.

[serenaoffaerun]

(Warning. I'm very shouty rn.)

LISTEN. GAME DEVS. I SEE YOU, OKAY??

I CAN'T WITH THESE BEAUTIFUL, SAD, BURLY MEN WITH DEEP-SEATED TRAUMA.

GALE - BG3 MARK - CORAL ISLAND HODARI - PALIA HAYDEN - FIELDS OF MISTRIA (does he have trauma?) NOW THERE'S THIS GUY IN THE UPCOMING "MY TIME AT" GAME.

FINE OR WHATEVER.

[uselessalexis165]

THE TALKING COOKIE GAME IS MAKING ME EMOTIONAL AGAIN

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

P.S. The people who will get angry at this post don't have trauma; they just say they do for social capital.

[callmepumpkid]

Have anyone watched a show or movie and proceeded to make an entire AU?? Because I have.

I have an entire AU that I call “The Caretaker.” And Treys the main character bc I said so :)

The AU:

It takes place before the modern era. It also takes place in this very old mansion type house.

The story revolves around ‘Night Raven’s Home for Boys.’ a place where parents send their children for a multitude of reasons! Safety reasons? Family issues? Abandonment? They got it all!

The people who take care of these boys are called the Caretakers. They do practically everything. Most of them are kids themselves but hey! They can take care of people!

But, Bad news: Everyone has TRAUMA and the staff are running out of ideas on how to help these kids.

But one day, A guy showed up outside the gates. His name was Trey Clover (Why does that name sound so familiar?) and apparently…He takes care of children!

Trey is hired and becomes one of the caretakers. And…He’s really good at taking care of people! It’s the staff’s greatest wish come True!

(They can’t help but wonder what Trey is hiding from them.)

[sailorsenshishitposter]

Raiden hires you for group therapy with Desperado

This started off as a joke, became serious and then was a joke at the end. I can't considered it a crack fic though because to be honest, the characters would probably act this way,

Your friends couldn't understand why you chose psychology for a career path but you were so interested in what made us human and you loved to help those in need. You worked as a therapist at a well renowned psychiatric hospital in Denver, your certificates proudly hung against the wall. You were usually reserved for what your co-workers liked to call "special cases". You were often sent the very worst of patients that others couldn't handle, deeming them "a lost cause". You felt that every case was different and required a new approach then what was tried previously. You had a high success rate and it was nothing short or a miracle that you could manage to fix those who seemed beyond repair.

Today was going to be an unusual case even for you. You were no stranger to working with PTSD induced PMC's but you could not imaging the phone call you would be receiving.  It was one of your previous clients, Jack. He asked if it was available to book an emergency group therapy session and you told him that he had made so much progress that you were happy to agree to a rushed appointment. If only you knew what was in store for you.

You receive a call that your patient had arrived but it would take some time before you could meet up in the building. Supposedly Jack was hoping to reform some captured terrorists, meaning security would be even tighter than usual and procedures were being put into place so that they wouldn't pose any threats or escape. You nervously swallowed your morning cup of coffee. "God, please let everything turn out alright!"

Fourty five minutes later and you had security notifying you. A room had been set up to accommodate the situation. It was stark white and contained no windows. There were only plush chairs, a precaution should a fight break out. Anything that could be considered sharp or used as a weapon was removed. A SWAT team was placed outside of the room in case Jack failed in keeping the criminals complacent. You tried not to let your fear show as you slowly opened the door.

You were stunned at the sight in front of you. You knew Jack but you were unsure what to think of the others. He greeted you and shook your hand, presenting all the prisoners. The first was a man named Samuel Rodriguez. To be honest he looked almost like any other normal man so you assumed that Jack was going to make his way up to the worst. The handsome man winked at you and you did your best to maintain your composure.

This is where it got tricky. Jack told you he was unaware of the names of the remaining people but told you they had codenames that you could refer to them by. The first he motioned to was a woman known as Mistral. You took notice of her hunchback like protrusion. At a closer glance you could see several arms connected together that were each handcuffed behind her back. Just what had you gotten yourself into?

The woman gave a huff. She seemed rather non chalant for a supposed terrorist. Next was a man who Jack informed you was referred to as Monsoon. While he didn't share the octopus like arms of the previous patient, something still bothered you. He wore a large mask over his face and you felt that even through all that red that he was still staring at you. Watching intensely like a predator. He started to cackle and you felt a chill run down your spine.

"Alright, who's next?" You didn't know how the last person could get even worse but you knew that Jack had saved him last for a reason. He was a bald man who was chained down to his chair, covered in many locks. You figured that this was the reason for all the heightened security. "This is Sundowner..." You noticed Jack's face turn into disgust. All of a sudden the man spoke up. "Do you happen to work with kids?" You were taken aback by this but answered truthfully. "Damn! I bet those kids are all sorts of cruel huh?" You weren't sure how a man could ask a question like that so bluntly. "These children are highly traumatized. They aren't to be blamed for their actions!" The man let out a laugh. "Oh I know. But it's so much fun watching them commit acts of atrocities!"

You held your hand to your mouth, doing your best not to vomit. Well at least you knew why Sundowner was chosen last. You made your way over to Jack. "I can't help but notice that only two of them are restrained..." He told you it wouldn't be a problem. "Sam's already on his way to being reformed and has no interest in leaving. Monsoon on the other hand..." You saw the mans face change from one of smugness to shame and watched him grit his teeth in anger. "He knows if he acts up then I'll just use one of these on him. Here, catch!" You looked at what Jack had thrown you. "Electromagnetic grenade...?" You weren't sure what this had to do with anything but you thought it was best to not question it.

"All right. Would anyone like to tell me why they're here?" Suddenly it became very loud and it reminded you of a classroom. "One at a time please. How about you?" You pointed towards Sam. He mentioned how his father was killed when he was a child and how he sought revenge. Even after he still felt like nothing had changed and was suffering from depression. "You weakling!" It was Monsoon. "I believe it was Samuel's turn to speak?" Next thing you know, Sam waived his hand. "No, no. By all means tell me what you meant by that?"

The silver haired man chuckled. "With pleasure. War is a cruel parent but an effective teacher-" suddenly the rest of the group let out a collective groan. Sundowner started screaming something about how he had had enough of this meme bullshit. "Fine, I'll skip ahead! You're weak because you're letting your father's death control you. He's passed on Sam so stop acting like a scared child. My family was massacred before I was ten, only making me stronger. If you can't survive then you deserved to be killed by someone stronger. That's just how nature is!"

"May I say something?" It was Mistral. You decided to allow it. "I do not think Sam is weak at all. After all, I butchered the fuckers who murdered my parents. I say you should wear it as a badge of honour." You weren't sure what to say so you let the group continue. "Why thank you Mistral. I'll keep that in mind. That reminds me, Monsoon. Did you ever get revenge on those who took your family away?" Judging by the silence, he had not. "Well I guess we know who's truly the tougher individual then." Suddenly there was shouting, the other man running towards Sam crying "I'LL KILL YOU!"

A second later and there was a flash of light. Monsoon was now motionless. Jack walked over and placed him back on his chair. "C'mon bud, you've been warned."

After everyone had settled down you asked how Mistral was doing. Like Sam, she had also killed the people responsible for her losing her family. She started talking about how afterwards she would participate as a soldier but would still feel alienated. "I slaughtered dozens in Afghanistan and Iraq. To be honest I found it to be quite dull."  Sundowner let out a huff. "That's it, you ruined it!" You had no idea what the man meant but would try to take control of the situation. "What do you mean by that?" He gave you a look as if the answer should be obvious. Not hearing the answer that he wanted, he looked around to his fellow captives. "We're waiting Sundowner."

He started to blush. "C'mon, don't make me spell it out for you!" You were now only more confused. "ARGH! I meant she killed my mood..." It was suddenly starting to sink in. "EW!" and "THAT'S DISGUSTING!" could be heard. "I figured ya guys knew! Hell, why do ya think I named my weapons bloodlust?" Everyone began to shame him. "Y'all are just a bunch of prudes!" Mistral looked the man dead in the eyes. "If you ever talk about being aroused by my suffering then I'll make sure that you'll never see your "sun" rise again if you catch my drift?" Sundowner gulped. "Understood!"

Now it was Monsoons turn. He went on about how he had survived the genocide in Phnom Penh as a young boy only to join the Cambodian Mafia when he was older. Sundowner was starting to become aroused again but everyone decided that it would be best to ignore it. Monsoon then mentioned that he lost his sight in a shooting. "Oh thank God!" It was Sundowner. The other man then turned around to face him. "I have artificial vision now you idiot! And even if I didn't, my hearing abilities are more than capable of hearing your filthy moans! If I had my sais then you would have already been castrated!"

At this point everyone was having enough of the man's behaviour. "Alright Sundowner. Let me ask you this. Why do you think you are here and do you believe that you can be reformed?" The man grinned. "Reformed? Is that what Jack told you? That's a bunch a bullshit! I'm only here because I've been forced to. Believe me, I'd rather be at my job right now." You were curious. "What is it that someone like you does for a living?"

He chuckled. "War is my specialty of course! Got a taste for it in the army and now I'm hooked!" Jack walked over. "I'm going to stop you right there. The reason he's here is because he was trafficking children's brain and teaching them to become soldiers." You were mortified. Before you could even ask, Sundowner had read your thoughts. "Kids are cruel, and I'm very in touch with my inner child!"

You turned to Jack. "I'm sorry but I think that even I'm not able to help them." He sighed. "Figured. It was worth a shot at least." As you began to exit towards the door, Sundowner used the opportunity to cut away at his chains using a shard of bloodlust that he had managed to keep hidden (who knows where? Some say the prison wallet). He broke free and then charged at you, beating your body to death. All that was left was a puddle of blood soup that the man was now playing in.

"DAMN IT!" Sam turned to Raiden. "Don't worry, I'll handle this." He took his chair and began to bash Sundowner over the head repeatedly. Mistral and Monsoon were ecstatic, the two of them both cheering him on. It was like an episode of Jerry Springer only they were shouting "SAMMY! SAMMY! SAMMY! SAMMY!" Soon Raiden teamed up and began trying to cut the man into hamburgers. "HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO TEACH YOU THIS LESSON, OLD MAN!"

[dawnthefox24]

*Jack is outside drinking his feelings away, he didn't want to be stuck inside for some stupid party. For what reason doesn't even know, but soon enough even though he wanted to be alone he felt someone near him.*

76/Jack: You know I've always disliked the fact how you can be quiet on you're feet Cassidy.

Cole:*chuckles softly and leaned against the banister a bit looking up at the moon* Sorry bout that.

76/Jack: *sighs* What do you want kid?

Cole: Nothin really, honestly I just wanted to be outside since I'm not fond of crowed rooms but mainly parties...

76/Jack: I can agree with that....

Cole:....

76/Jack:...

Cole: *breaking the silence* Why do you hate me?

76/Jack:*has his full attention on Cole*  Excuse me? Cole what are you talking about I don't hate you whatever gave you that-

Cole: look you can be in the denial river all you want but....Look I don't want too fight....I know...

76/Jack:*looks down knowing what he means*

Cole: *hugs himself a bit* I know I act like Gabe...I just....I'm sorry...

76/Jack: Sorry for what?

Cole: *looks at him* for actin like him...

76/Jack: *sighs softly and sets his drink down* Don't apologise I just...Cole I......I didn't save him...

Cole: What do you mean?...

76/Jack: *sighs softly as he looks at the moon* the explosion in Swiss HQ I....I didn't save him...when the bomb went off we blacked out and I woke up..

Cole:*is listening*

76/Jack:...H-He wasn't breathing or anything I just....I didn't know what else to do.....So I left....I mourned him Cole and than he's back....Ana won't tell what she saw and....

76/Jack: *looks at Cole as he fights back the tears* Why does it hurt?....Why do I miss him and yet I'm scared of you....you've proven time and time that you're not like him...

Cole:*Sighs softly * Look Jack I...This shit gets messy...I was close to Gabe didn't have a choice but that doesn't mean you and Ana did train me....The reason why you're hurting is the fact you didn't know he was alive....I didn't know he was alive.....Things happen Jack...I...

Cole:*Takes a deep breath and exhaled slowly* I lost everything....You,Ana and Gabe....you guys were my guardians but than you...."died"...

 76/Jack:*looks down knowing that Cole air quoted died* I'm sorry Cole...I abandoned you...

Cole: I forgive you...I forgave Ana and Reyes....but you need to stop....

76/Jack:*looks at him* Stop what?

Cole:...Chasing him....

76/Jack:*laughs softly*....I know...Everyone keeps telling me that but I... Cole: *knows what he was going to say* You want too help him, but you need to take care of yourself Jack....Look I understand how you feel... 76/Jack:....You couldn't understand how I feel....Cole I...I loved him you know...I just failed him.... Cole: *sighs softly and looked at the moon* Jack...what happened happened, there's nothing that can changed what happened. The explosion I was there....Y-You don't even know what I've said too him.... 76/Jack: You... got into a fight with Reyes? Cole:....I said things I wasn't proud of and honestly I was going too apologise but before anything could happened....You know I didn't know what too do so I left without saying goodbye nor did I got too anyone's funeral.....Maybe Ana's but not you nor Gabe's funeral...we'll fake funeral but not the point....I just....He never got too hear my apology.... 76/Jack:*looks at the moon too before sighing* What was the fight about? Cole: I...I honestly don't remember....It was something stupid with the old Overwatch or some shit. The thing I do remember was wishing him that he never took me in and that....We'll I can't say it too much cause it hurts... 76/Jack:*nods understanding what he meant but noticed that Cole pulled out his cigar from underneath her serape* You know you keep pissing Angela off with that. Cole: *lights it and smokes it calmly before chuckling* Yeah I know but we all die anyways and I ain't getting younger you know, besides if this doesn't kill me a bullet will. 76/Jack: *looks down a bit and sighs* I know kid.... Cole: I ain't a kid Jack you know that 76/Jack: Yeah we'll you we're a kid when you first came to Overwatch and still a kid now cause I'm you're elder. Cole:*snorts a laughter* Ana and Rein are older than you Jack but yeah sure whatever you think...Just promise me something. 76/Jack:...Promise what? Cole: *exhaled the the smoke and looks at him tiredly but a but worried about him* To take care of yourself, okay please that's is what is going to get you killed for real this time. 76/Jack:*looks a bit hesitant but nods* Alright, I promise. Cole:* knows that's a lie* I hope you keep that promise but in the end it's you're choice Jack, good night. 76/Jack:*watched cole snuff out his cigar and head back inside* 76/Jack:*sighs softly rubbing his face clearly stressed* I have the worst fucking luck.....

[mythtakens]

“these characters should be mentally healthy before they get together 😌” ummm no I actually think we should smash their mental illnesses together like clumps of play-doh and see what colors it makes

[mynnthia]

was talking with a friend about how some of dunmeshi fаndom misunderstands kabru's initial feelings towards laios.

to sum up kabru's situation via a self-contained modernized metaphor:

kabru is like a guy who lost his entire family in a highly traumatic car accident. years later he joins a discord server and takes note of laios, another server member who seems interesting, so they start chatting. then laios reveals his special interest and favorite movie of all time is David Cronenberg's Crash (1996), and invites kabru to go watch a demolition derby with him

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Soup solves everything.

[accala]

The FF7 Gang's Reasons for Hating Shinra: A Dialogue

Tifa: So we all have reasons to hate Shinra... but I don't think we've ever shared them as a group before.

Aerith: Ooohh that's true. Why don't we try sharing them as a bonding experience?

Cloud: A bonding experience? Don't we know each other's stories already?

Aerith: I just think it would be cathartic to let it out you know? Here I'll start: I hate Shinra because my mother and I were kidnapped by them. Because we were the last living Ancients. Oh! And they wanted us to lead them to the Promised land. But Hojo mostly wanted to use us as experiments though. And mom took the brunt of it...

Nanaki: That was quite a cheerful introduction for an albeit morbid crime that Shinra did. However... I too have been kidnapped to be used as an experiment. And Shinra was complicit in it.

Tifa: ...It's eery how similar North Corel is to what happened to Nibelheim. Everyone we knew died too. The Mayor. The villagers. Cloud's mom. My dad. Even if Sephiroth started it, it was Shinra who decided to cover up everything.

Barret: And none of those ain't a damn bit surprising at all. Shinra was a bunch of greedy lifestream-sucking bastards who made false promises and took everything in their wake. They took my hand. Burned my town to the ground. And worst of all, they killed my Myrna and took Marlene’s parents away from her. They killed every person I ever cared about just to save their sorry-ass reputations. And I'm damn glad to be rid of them.

Yuffie: You guys already know what happened to Wutai. Shinra wanted to subjugate us to set up a Mako reactor—the greedy bastards. But Wutai wanted none of that. We wanted independence. So through our blood, sweat, and tears, our warriors put up a good fight! Kicked Shinra’s ass too until the SOLDIERs came along. And then Wutai was turned into a tourist trap. Our pride. Our honor. Our culture. All turned into a joke. Damn Shinra- <looks at Cloud> I know you already told us your whole story, but at this point you might as well share too.

Cloud: All of you already know that most of my grievances are directed at Hojo and Sephiroth. But I’m not going to pretend that Shinra played no part in that either. Anything Hojo or Sephiroth-related, Shinra was involved. My mother’s death; they covered it up. Our unwilling experimentation? Shinra knew where we were or rather didn’t care. And Zack’s death? Shinra issued a whole army just to kill him. Even my coma and amnesia were indirectly because of them. <nods at Vincent> What about you?

Vincent: A similar reason. Hojo decided that I too was of use as a test subject. Funny how there's four of us who shared that moniker.

Cait Sith: <shakes his head> That’s not guid. Not guid at all. Ach well, this has been a pure gloomy day. Ah huvnae got anythin' tae share though. What aboot you laddie? <looks at Cid>

Cid: ...

Cid: Well damn. Right after all of your tragic backstories, I don't think I wanna share mine.

[bonerot19]

I know we like writing fics where Jason is all "I'm not the kid you lost" and "he died and I'm all the worst parts of him that came back" and whatever. but lately I've been thinking about a Jason that's angry bc everyone thinks he came back wrong, because to him, he's the same as he's always been. sure, he's more upset and angry and traumatized, but he's still Jason.

I've been thinking about a Jason that spent most of the time since his death underground and then catatonic. to him, hardly any time has passed at all. to his family, three years have gone by. and Jason knows he looks different than he did, and he knows he's sharper around the edges, now, but he's still Jason. he's the same kid that died and now he's back and why doesn't anyone see that?

they're the ones that changed, not him

[theroseempress]

🍓 and ☁️ for the summer ask things!

Thank you for the ask!

🍓 worst thing you've done to your characters

Hm. Given them trauma, probably. Everyone has trauma, though the amount does vary.

☁️ wip you want to write but haven't started yet

The Fourth Wall, mainly. (Technically I haven't started writing The Golden City either, but since it's in scripting stage instead of Rotisserie Chicken stage I'm not counting it)

The worldbuilding's basically me leaning on the fourth wall (get it) in a creative manner, and I've been rotating the characters a lot recently. S'basically my secondary WIP at this point. I will absolutely ramble more about this if given the opportunity, so if you're interested please do ask!

[giantkillerjack]

Me: hm, I want something to put on the TV as background noise... Huh. Looks like YouTube is recommending something called The Last Unicorn. That's perfect, it's probably some old shitty animation that has aged poorly! I can watch it ironically!

Me, 2 hours later as the credits roll: *crying, cheering, buying the book, composing the songs*

Me, 2 weeks later: So I have compiled all of the quotes from the book that I think could make good tattoos, and also, HOW HAVE I NEVER LEARNED ABOUT HOW THE LAST UNICORN FUCKING SLAPS??? This gay-ass little fairytale fed my soul! Watered my crops! Transed my gender! Can't believe I heard of this story from youtube recommendations, of all places!!

[space-bowl]

[MD EPISODE 8 SPOILERS]

Sorry Cyn...

(major spoilers under the cut)

Whoop de doo! Uzi's a hologram of her former self :D

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