#PTSD warning

[skykid-nadir]

With the Aurora concerts starting tonight, here is a mostly spoiler free picture of the concert taken during the dress rehearsal. If this sort of activity would be triggering for you, please use caution in attending! The concert is amazing but it's not worth endangering yourself, especially when it's guaranteed to be all over the internet this time tomorrow.

This was taken during a sequence when the audience is encouraged to spam honk. It's loud and it's bright. The actual musical sequences are much less chaotic, but this will be fairly common during interludes.

[fcreststridcr]

The sounds...the sounds!

They won't go away!

No, not like this! Wait...

NO!

He screamed out before jolting awake, his mouth quivering as he began to grasp his surroundings. He broke out in tears before slumping back down, clutching his left shoulder where the lichtenberg figure scars now reside.

The inflammation was acting up as usual as he struggles to apply his special serums to help soothe it but some spots, he just couldn't reach so he tolerated it before laying back down on his bed.

His sleep deprived eyes close shut, praying to the archons for these nightmares to be over.

@viindicators

[dying-weeds]

[fairymint]

👻 GHOST - do they believe in ghosts? what are their "ghostly experiences", if any? (for Felix)

Ghosts in the pokemon world are kind of a reality, but it doesn't really change Felix's attitude towards them- that they're nothing special. Honestly, he doesn't 'get' as in sympathize or see the point in things like fear and worship- a ghost, like a god or legendary, is just another person. An animal wrapped in intelligence.

So basically, his reaction to any negative connotations is that of venom- nobody has the right to be unpleasant, so any ghost that comes after him is in for a bad time. The subject of a horror story isn't something to be respected and feared with special rules, it's just another shitty person that gets karma.

[hello-friends9500]

Mood drops

[blitzwhore]

Tell me why I just spent an hour of my night imagining what would happen if, during the trial, it was revealed in front of all the Goetias that Blitz caused the fire, and Blitz was present, and he got really really triggered so he ran outside and Stolas followed him and found him cowering in a corner.

And then Stolas tried to touch Blitz, but Blitz hissed and hid his face, and so Stolas asked, “Darling, can I hold you? Let me hold you...” and very carefully rested his hands on Blitz before pulling him very close, at which point Blitz buried his face in Stolas' chest feathers because he couldn't bear the thought of Stolas seeing him break down like this, but he also agonizingly craved the the physical comfort.

And so Blitz just cried, and cried, and cried, feeling like he was about to die and he couldn't breathe past this and he was falling apart. And Stolas held him through it, not knowing what to do, just rocking him slowly and holding him tightly while Blitz sobbed and gasped for air, whispering over and over again, “I'm right here, I won't let go, I've got you, I'm not going anywhere.”

And eventually—after many minutes—Blitz's sobs died down, but he was still crying, just silently now, heavy tears rolling down his cheeks as he breathed Stolas in and tried to regain some semblance of control over his body. Still feeling terrified, still so, so scared that Stolas would let go of him and he would break.

Stolas didn't let go, though, and just kissed the top of his head over and over again, running his fingers up and down Blitz's back, trying desperately to comfort him. And eventually, Stolas said, “I didn't know... I had no idea...” not knowing how to finish those sentences. And, after hiccuping and fighting to catch his breath, Blitz mumbled “I—I—” but he couldn't form a single word without breaking down. So Stolas said, “It's okay, dearest. You don't have to talk about it,” but Blitz replied, “I-I want to, but I—I can't.”

And then Stolas said, “You could write it down... Would that help?” but Blitz just shook his head against his chest feathers, arguing that, “I would just m-misspell everything. I—give me a moment.” So Stolas did, holding him tight, not letting go, never letting go, and Blitz, after several seconds of trying to speak and failing, finally managed a muffled, “I was...” And then, after a few more moments, “I-I was in love with him.”

And Stolas didn't say anything—just let that information sink in heavily in his heart, that Blitz had been in love before, with someone else—and waited for Blitz to continue. “W-With Fizz. I was—I wanted to—t-to tell him. On his birthday. But I couldn't. I—” And Blitz sobbed again. “I chickened out, and pushed the guy carrying the cake, and the candles—they—”

And Stolas thought... Oh. The fire. That's how it started. His arms tightening around Blitz again, pulling him close as Blitz went on, “And Fizz was right by the fireworks when they went off and he—a-and—”

“Oh. Oh, Blitz,” Stolas rasped out, tears welling in his eyes as he took in the horror of what Blitz was describing, of causing such a horrible accident to happen. And Blitz hiccuped against his chest, his fingers digging into Stolas' sides as he held on to him with wild desperation, and said, “A-And my—my mom—” but couldn't continue, breaking down into sobs again as Stolas rocked him back and forth, back and forth, cheek pressed against Blitz's head, crying silently at the horror of what Blitz had been through. Whispering, “I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, darling.”

And Blitz clung to Stolas, feeling like he might die if Stolas let go now, feeling like even this much touch wasn't enough, like he needed to crawl inside Stolas' chest, needed to be held so fully and overwhelmingly in order to not feel like he would disintegrate at any second. But, at the same time, he felt completely unworthy of this; of Stolas. “I'm a monster,” he sobbed. And again, “I'm a monster.” And Stolas pulled him desperately closer, saying, “You are not a monster, Blitz. It was an accident. It was a tragedy, it was horrifying, but it wasn't your fault,” needing Blitz to believe it.

But Blitz couldn't, shaking his head, crying, hating himself. Hating the all-encompassing aching in his chest that made him feel like he might die from it.

“It wasn't your fault,” Stolas repeated. “I'm so sorry, Blitz. I'm so sorry this happened. I'm sorry I found out like this.” Cradling him back and forth, back and forth. “I'm sorry. And I'm not going anywhere. I'm here.”

And it was true, Blitz realized. Stolas still hadn't let go of him. His body started to believe it. He still wasn't ready to let go, though. But that was okay with Stolas, who wasn't going anywhere. No matter how long it took, he would stay with Blitz, and hold him through it.

... Aaaaand I had no idea how this mental scene played out after that so um. Bye!

[lunameimei]

"Maybe you're on top now. But sometimes, even after death, you still can't just cut out everything that happened at the bottom."

comic continuation below under cut

TW ‼️ PTSD, Implied abuse (please be careful 🙏)

Important Note (!)

I am not trying to defend or make anyone look better. “Bad experience” may be an explanation, but not an excuse. If you don't like this ship/HC/art, you can always block/ignore my acct/hashtag. This is fine. Do what is good for your health, but don't attack others.

That's all.

[zombiecakes]

[comic behind the cut: pls read trigger warnings first!]

[kairukitsuneo]

Fireworks PTSD (Part 1)

Sometimes fireworks trigger some flashback and it was never good.

[skykid-nadir]

With the next Season apparently just around the corner, this post is to let everyone know that it will deal with heavy themes that might be sensitive for some people.

Avoiding spoilers as much as possible, it follows a group of refugees and addresses the loss and trauma they experienced. If war, death, police brutality, or similarly heavy topics are triggering to you, please use caution in participating in Seasonal quests!

[fcreststridcr]

"...urghhg...hah hah...argg..*cough*...."

Struggling to calm his chest, fears that he's hyperventilating. No, this can't be happening.

Stupid thunder, stupid lightning.

He feels weak, eyelids trying to stay open as he slumps down.

Unresponsive.

[fairymint]

Shh. Holding time. Maybe a little bit of headbutting. Cat like behavior.

...He had been crying. Perhaps not sobbing, or anything worth the effort of mental self harm, but scared all the same. Halfway self-soothed by the time he'd even asked to be held. The self-work had been done, in a sense. Just a soft thing with watery eyes, now. Implicit emotional flashback gone, stop mean to people... A very small squeak of reflex, of a body that tensed 'don't hurt me' despite knowing better, one last time before relaxing.

Natural, really. The ease of untensing his body into a familiar form, of the other. Let him be small for a moment. Done being an unreachable little monster in record time. A shame that he asks this while so tired, sorry he's damaged...even if it's only a teensy crack. Had he the normal energy, this would be eagerly showered with affection and appreciation in the form of snuggles, well earned. A weak rubbing with the cheek will have to do. His body is a little hot from the mild shame and tears. A slight bit ached, from tension. Were he the ability to purr, it'd have been quiet and self-soothing...appreciative.

[giddlygoat]

so much apple pie with cheese 🫡 i had this idea that willard mentions he loves apple pie and wallace, being wallace, builds a full scale automatic apple pie machine as a gift and willard . does Not receive it well

[batwynn]

Just like… a note. If you keep pushing at someone who’s asked you to leave them alone by doing things like block evading, stalking, sending emails to ask for things you should already have, asking to be unblocked, using manipulative speech, etc, you don’t get to be offended if they don’t treat you like their best buddy. Especially as someone who’s been abused and stalked by manipulative exs before, that recognizes that special behavior pattern, and has zero patience for people who trigger my PTSD like this.

This is the absolute last warning before I make an actual public statement about what you’re doing. I’ve tried being nice and professional about it, and I’m trying to be understanding. But you need to stop.

Move on with your life. Leave me alone. It’s that simple.

[greglow03]

ALOTH Chapter 1 "How We Got Here" - Is Yours Now!🎉

It has been incredible writing this fanfic, and I cannot wait to continue it! It's been in the works for some time now, so I'm really happy to put it out!

The story is going to have interesting plot points and such, so look forward as to what's to come!

Enjoy!🤗

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Also a big thank you to @lilmissflower, @summerlycoris, @annabannnananana for giving advise and feedback on this! Couldn't have done it without you!🧡

[angelicwh0r3]

I wish I've never been touched without my consent, I feel like I've lost parts of myself that have been touched and I will never win them back