#Therapeutic Effect
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soulfulrelaxingaudio · 10 months ago
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🎶🎵Relaxing Soft Gentle Piano Music with Lotus Pond View🌹😇
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books-are-my-life-stuff · 7 months ago
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One big rabbit plushie for the biggest rabbit fan in the magic world!
I commissioned @nyankocatnyan for this beautiful artwork of Rayne! Commissioning Kat is always a great time, I love the result so much and love how Kat drew Rayne, he looks amazing! Thank you so much for the opportunity!
If you're interested in commissioning Kat, check out the commission info here!
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chaotic-orphan · 6 months ago
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Noble Consequences
“You see now?” Villain yelled across the street, a building levelled behind them. Smoke and dust partially obscuring them from moment to fleeting moment. They were panting, twin trails of blood making lines down one side of their face. They stepped forward, or more, limped forward, their usually pristine coat in tatters.
Superhero watched them move, only very distantly aware of the sirens in the distance and the chaos on the street. Unlike Villain they were frozen in place, looking at the place behind Villain, at the rubble, at— at Hero’s apartment block. Their mind couldn’t comprehend that fact. It wouldn’t let them, certain that their brain would crumble as quickly as the bricks and foundation of the apartment block did. Destroyed right in front of their eyes.
“You can’t save them,” Villain screamed, still hobbling over to Superhero’s statue-like form. “They don’t care about you, or me, or anybody or anything!”
Superhero’s mouth opened, as if to reply, but any words escaped them. Surely… surely Hero wasn’t home at the time, surely… they were alright. Somewhere else. Far from here, having coffee or dinner or something. Something normal, living people did.
Villain was in front of Superhero, grabbing their shirt in both hands and shaking them. “Supervillain is a monster,” Villain howled, voice broken and filled with heartache and fury and pain. Superhero’s mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, struggling to work properly. “Look at what your kindness did! Look at where your second chances got us! Hero is dead because of you.”
“No,” Superhero mumbled, the words clogging their throat as they shook their head. “No… no, no, no, no. Hero is… Hero’s not—”
“We have to kill them, Superhero.”
Superhero tore their gaze from the rubble to Villain in front of them. “W—what?”
“We have to kill Supervillain, or they won’t stop.”
Superhero bristled, putting a hand over Villain’s and pulling them off, stepping back and their legs buckled and hit the floor. “No… no, no. No, no,” Superhero repeated, like a fucking tape stuck on loop.
Villain dropped to their knees with Superhero, supporting them as they fell. Thick wet tears rolled quickly down Superhero’s face as the first firetruck pulled up onto the scene.
Villain grabbed Superhero’s face, tilting it to face Villain again. “We have to kill them, Superhero. Promise me.”
Superhero didn’t respond.
Villain shook their head again and screamed in a guttural, heartbroken voice: “promise me you won’t stand in my way. For Hero… they…”
A sob ripped from Villain’s throat cut them off and once they started, Villain couldn’t get them to stop. Their grip on Superhero loosened as they fell forwards, loud, pained cries of agony wracking their body as they wept.
Superhero wrapped their arms around Villain and let them cry on their shoulder, holding them tightly, like Hero would’ve if they—
Superhero blinked, and sniffed and said: “okay, Villain. We do it your way.”
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despazito · 5 months ago
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finchmarie · 8 months ago
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Gym rat Star doodle. Fun fact the scars on their wrists are from surgery after fracturing both wrists punching through an Atlas cockpit. Just 6’3” Vanguard vibes.
Trying to get better at darker skin and masc (ish) bodies. GNC blorbos have been therapeutic for me.
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komsomolka · 1 month ago
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as the greatest thinker of our time slavomir_YU said: i wish no harm to the american ruling class my enemy is the american people.
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1yyyyyy1 · 1 year ago
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Tips & tricks on how to stop giving a fuck about other people, specifically their feelings and chimpout reactions, if you're sensitive to that stuff?
This is a complex topic. You can become sensitive to people's reactions for quite a few reasons, ranging from mild workplace disagreements to severe trauma. The most effective approach will depend on the cause. As such, I will always advise to consult a qualified professional if it is possible. The following is what found helpful in my own introspection and what I personally find important to understand about mental health.
Do you have these moments in your life where, long after a conflict subsided, you replay an event in your head wishing you had retorted with something clever? Do you find yourself thinking how stupid you are for being bothered by something this petty? Is your immediate decision to shut your eyes tight and wish for it to go away? Don't. Stop in your tracks and finish your line of thought. A disturbance like that is not petty. In situations where retaliation is not an option for a variety of reasons, be it the danger of calling out your superior, or simply because the opportunity is long gone, people tend to not only opt out of confrontation, they opt out of experiencing the related emotional feedback as well. How often do you feel that your anger is useless? That the situation is simply too dire to be resolved with a simple display of emotion, and that expressing your displeasure would be a waste of time? Anger is an indication that something is wrong, and it is useless for as long as you devalue yourself and your own biological processes. The reaction you wish you had had has not gone anywhere, you are simply suppressing it over and over again, just like you did during the incident. Recalling it in an untimely manner is what the brain does in an attempt to process the event in earnest.
The solution comes down to the following psychological phenomenon: it does not matter to your brain whether the person you are referring to is real or imaginary, it treats them all the same. If it is not safe for you to confront the person, do it retrospectively and it will have a similar effect relieving emotional tension. The same principle applies to situations where it is dangerous for you to express your disdain outright: dealing with an abusive ex-boyfriend, your parents threatening to evict you should you make a fuss. You can see me refer to an imaginary person in this post as to avoid a spat and let off steam all the same. I have had women confide me in the fact that they talk to themselves in private, and it is crucial to recognize what this process functionally is. Do not deny yourself this on the premise that it is stupid or bizarre. Whenever you catch yourself slipping into an unpleasant memory, take a step back and play out the event as if it were real. Defend yourself to the best of your ability and don't mince words. I assure you, you will not only feel better, you will no longer be haunted by the incident soon after the exercise is over.
If I were you, I would ask myself this: Why do I care? Why do I care about people's feelings? Why do I feel like I have to take them into consideration?
Many a thing with insecurities are an inverse trauma response. It is easier to assume that you breaking down means you are unfit for the job, and not that your supervisor is a bully. It would require reflecting on the circumstances that led up to the moment: financial instability, fear of losing the job, a potentially triggered flashback; that in itself is traumatic. The best thing you can do is not make an enemy of yourself. Few a person has your best interest in mind. Now is not the time to be insecure.
I do not care about people’s opinions and feelings because their input is of limited value to me. Living by this world’s principles has never worked for me, it is stupid to assume that it will now. A common concern I have seen women express over consistently making a harsher judgement is that they will end up not having enough self-awareness not to go overboard, and that they will needlessly hurt the people around them and themselves in the process. The truth is that people who are malignant behaviorally do not ask themselves these questions, and they certainly do not consider themselves being at fault a possibility. With a smidge of awareness, you are good to go.
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tentengo · 1 year ago
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DAY5 ~ Bloodline of Combat Skadi the Friendly Orca who gives new clothes to her friends ˊᗜˋ
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doodle-birdo · 1 year ago
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RW OSTober
This track doesn’t even play in game. Generic echo time.
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mavuikas-beloved · 28 days ago
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i think one of the ways self shipping really helps me personally is that my f/o tends to become a part of my inner voice to a certain extent. and whenever i have really bad episodes of self loathing, the best way to cut them short (or at least lessen the intensity) is just thinking that my f/o would never ever say those things, about anyone. it's literally ooc.
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riftwalker-limbro · 9 months ago
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dealing with Some Shit (shitstorm summer fallout. ish) and pondering if i should project that onto my beloved chew toy vince. but he's already going through so fucking much
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earl-grey-love · 3 months ago
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That being said, my s/i for mystery man is more of an antagonist than a protagonist. I usually don't join the baddies when shipping with an antagonistic character, but in this case I feel like she's so much of a "problem" character that she crosses that line. Her intentions are good, but she's ultimately too apathetic and therefore selfish for any of that to matter. She has the ability to stop the entire "evil" plot from happening, but she won't because what would be fun about that?
Though she does internalize that motivation much differently by placing the blame on the choices of others, and that they wouldn't want her to interfere anyway. And like why clean up other peoples' mess? Which directly goes against the whole point of her tragic backstory btw. The idea was she was supposed to help and protect people with her abilities, but then bad things happened to her and now she's completely jaded, and not a particularly nice person as a result.
And no, her man doesn't "fix" her at all.
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ppulverse · 11 months ago
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do you ever just feel like swearing. like you just wanna start cussing someone out. maybe the whole world
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echthr0s · 11 months ago
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Most stimulants exert their activating effects by enhancing catecholamine neurotransmission. Catecholamine neurotransmitters are employed in regulatory pathways implicated in attention, arousal, motivation, task salience and reward anticipation.
seems to follow that if you have trouble with any of those things (and who amongst us doesn't lmao), stims might provide you with therapeutic benefits rather than just being fun to take
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shady-elf · 1 year ago
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Really awkward to see a smut fic where the mc has my deadname. Makes me picture egg me getting railed by a turian.
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squicks-and-giggles · 2 years ago
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Headcanon that Vegeta was intentionally taught poor training methods and shitty ideas about strength to limit his potential because Frieza and his handlers wanted him this strong and no stronger
This is why the man has never heard the words "recovery phase" in his life and takes every failure like a kick to the jaw
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