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[peachithings]

Will you ever return to make imagines on YouTube? 🥺🥺🥺

i will be coming back 😊

[jjunieworld]

GUYS OMG???? the rockstar!txt ideas are flowing so good rn

[junkissed]

soooo I can't stop thinking about ocean's view 😭 like I loved it sm 🥹 can you spare some thoughts.. about what happened after 👁️ I hope they didn't live very far away from each other 😭 also wtf jun is so romantic for saying he imagined himself with you at the altar like wtf boy do you want me on the floor for you and your cuteness 😭

yes ofc!! so it's implied that they're from the same city because they're at the same wedding so it would make sense that they both live close to the bride & groom, and therefore close to each other. probably nearby but not too close, and because reader doesn't go to many parties it would make sense they haven't seen each other before even though they share mutual friends. i imagined it as opposite sides of the same town so they're probably like 15 to 30 minutes apart at most :) so still pretty close and they will definitely get together officially once they get back home! i had a couple extra scenes planned at the end (that i didn't end up writing because i didn't have the energy and i just really wanted to get the fic done lol) so i'll put it in bullet points under the cut :)

member — junhui x reader word count — 0.9k warnings — fluff, bullet points, slightly suggestive but no details read the original fic: "ocean view" here! this is a continuation of the story so it won't make sense if you haven't read the fic so go do that first lol

jun sits at your table for the whole reception and you have really great conversations getting to know each other

at some point joshua comes around asking if anyone has seen where he's supposed to sit because he can't find his name tag. jun points him towards his old seat and slips joshua's name card into his pocket when he's not looking, so they did successfully switch and no one found out lol

there's eating, dancing, more secret kissing in the corner once it gets dark and no one can see them

but it gets late, so you and jun decide it's time to part ways. and obviously this time you make sure to exchange phone numbers and info before you leave because there's no way you're throwing away this opportunity twice in a row

you tell jun you'd love to spend the night with him again, but that you have to leave for your flight tonight. jun laughs and says it wouldn't have worked anyway; his flight is also tonight, and he suggests that you carpool. you still don't know that you're from the same city, so you assume he's just joking and you give him another kiss (a very passionate one that almost makes you rethink turning down the carpool offer) but then you both go back to your hotels to pack.

you get to the airport that night and you've just gotten through security and you're walking around looking for your gate and guess who you bump into? and he not only happens to be headed to the same city as you, but he's also on the same airline, the exact same flight at the exact same time!

you sit in the waiting area together and laugh about fate and coincidences, and you're starting to believe what the tarot lady said because the circumstances are too perfect and everything is working out a little too perfectly

you keep chatting until the plane starts boarding, and you get called up to board first so you assume this is (finally) where you say goodbye. you wave and give him a hug and promise to meet up again once the plane lands

you're settled in your seat, pulling out your phone to text him and see where he's sitting, when you hear a voice beside you and you look up and there he is again

he makes a joke about how you just can't seem to get rid of him, and you tell him that you wouldn't want to get rid of him even if you tried, because you already did try and you're glad that the universe had other plans

turns out you're not just on the same flight but your seats are also right next to each other, so there's no need to bribe anyone to switch this time hehe

it's a long flight but it passes by quickly because you have such good company :) lots more talking and getting to know each other

maybe towards the end of the flight he starts to get a little handsy, because he's wanted you so bad ever since he saw you again at the wedding but he was trying to be polite and all that tense sexual energy is finally getting to him

but you manage to hold off until you make it off the plane, and since your house isn't too far out of his way anyway you do decide to actually carpool home

now it's your turn for payback and you're teasing him the whole time he's driving

then you finally arrive at your house and you can't keep your hands off of each other any longer so he decides to spend the night... and you can imagine the rest

you ignore a whole bunch of texts from jeonghan who is demanding to know all the details because he saw you leaving the wedding with jun and you had the biggest smile on your face and he needs to know whether you reconnected with your mystery man or not

another fun detail that i wanted to add but didn't end up writing: for the bachelorette party the night before the wedding, they hired a stripper named hoshi and he was wearing a tiger print thong giving everyone lap dances

i won't be writing a sequel to this fic since this is basically all that i had planned and i've already put it into bullet points, but i hope you liked this little extra snippet!! i always love sharing stuff that didn't make it into the final fic so always feel free to send asks like this <3

no taglist since this isn't really a fic, but you can always join my permanent taglist here!

[chbofficial]

oh my gods odysseus just ran out of the closet and now he’s missing

- penelope

😧

WHY CANT YOU ALL STAY IN THE BROOM CLOSET LIKE GOOD ANCIENT GREEKS

- Lou Ellen Blackstone, Head Counselor of the Hecate Cabin 🔮

[minevn]

Hey bestie! Do you have any colored pictures of the redesign characters??? I wanna draw them like the headshots I did before

Sending my love 💞💕✨

SORRY IF THIS IS LATE!! I did not have any when you asked and I got to work, figured it was time anyways(ESP FOR AKI), even if they were just colored headshot sketches!

For the most part Hoshi's color pallet has stayed the same, I just added an ashy brown gradient to his hair since idk, I thought it looked good, but it can also be optional, idc LOL

Habiki has dyed hair, so normally his hair would be the same color as Hoshi's with the ashy gradient but he likes the darker look. Habiki also wears makeup, like full face makeup LOL Also it doesn't show super well but for the lighter strands in their hair it's supposed to look more white so it'd honestly be lighter, I'd use the highlight color as the base color lol

Kage pretty much looks the same, I'm still debating with myself if I wanna make his hair this orangish-red or the prev red color(cause i REALLY like the previous red color on them) so honestly I'm fine if you wanna draw them with their prev red hair!!

YIPPEE FIRST COLORED AKI DRAWING!! She pretty much just has Jun's color pallet but green LOL and she mostly just wear's blacks and greens, she's literally stealing Hoshi's color and pulling it off better cause Hoshi sucks💅✨

Kei's hair is just white, but it needs to be shaded with pink to give some kind of illusion of a pink undertone. Then Kei kinda wear neutral colors, kinda like Haruto, wearing beiges and browns since Kei kinda has to be professional

okay I REALLY didn't need to draw Yani seeing as they've just stayed the same through all the redesigns, BUT I thought this was a perfect opportunity to draw Yani in another one of their outfits!! So here's a lil doodle of their casual 4 outfit!! :3

Also for the whites and blacks and grays in both their clothes(and in really any of the Mine's cast's clothes) i personally like to use a REALLY dark or light shade of their signature color, but you can feel free to use whatever black white or gray you want to! Also they typically all wear black white and some shade of their signature color, but I'm fine with them being put in anything!

[star1117-archives]

Yandere pervert Mingi who finally shows himself to his live after stalking them for months - by maybe waiting for them in their room or something creepy of that sort

S.MG X GN!READER

YOUR THROAT FELT LIKE IT WAS CLOSING UP.

if you’d had trusted your gut feeling, you wouldn’t be in this situation right now. the knife was cool against your neck, your skin burning in comparison. you stayed still, silent as the intruder had instructed, trying to breathe as shallowly as possible so you don’t accidentally cut your own neck. his breath however was loud, almost laboured, sickeningly warm on your neck as he leant into your ear. you had to fight the shudder that rose through your body when his lips grazed your ear.

“i’ll slit your pretty neck if you scream.”

gulping, you hummed in quiet agreement, allowing him to push you forward until you were at the bottom of your bed. fearing the worst, you closed your eyes as he pushed you onto it, just hoping it would all be over soon. however, when nothing happened, you dared to pry one daring eye open. the intruder’s head was tilted to the side in confusion, mouth and nose covered by a mask. finally understanding, he chuckled and unhooked one side of his mask, pulling it off as he spoke.

“i might be a stalker, but I’m no rapist.”

it felt as if your eyes had doubled, no tripled, in size, eyes hurt as you stared at your stalker’s face. surprisingly, it was a very familiar one.

“it’s you… from the café!”

when your voice rose, the man darted forward, hand on your mouth as he pressed the knife to your neck again.

“last warning baby, keep your fuckin’ voice down.”

tears now wetting your cheeks, you nodded slowly, gritting your jaw as his gloved hand caressed your face, wiping your tears away. sighing in content, he moved a few stray hairs into place, twirling one around his finger before letting it bounce back into place. finally letting up, he pointed to the pile of clothes neatly folded on your desk chair, gesturing with his knife.

“get dressed.”

eyebrows furrowed, you approached the clothes slowly, not wanting to make any sudden movements or noises. cold dread washed over you when you saw the semi-formal clothes, taking in his black slacks and dress shirt underneath his hoodie.

“why are you forcing me, mingi? I told you no-”

he paced forward, face now inches from yours, a stern expression on his face that he never showed you at the café. even when you’d turned mingi down, he gave you a small smile and thumbs up, seemingly disappointed but taking it fairly wrong.

how wrong you were.

“and now you’re gonna tell me yes. we’re gonna go to the fancy restaurant I’ve booked, have a lovely fuckin’ evening, and then we’ll see where it goes from there.”

your face darkening, a wave of confidence, or perhaps stupidity, washed over you.

“who says this is gonna go anywhere?”

mingi just laughed in an almost mocking fashion, holding up the knife and letting it glint in the moonlight.

“mr. knife says you might not have a choice in this, baby.”



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[bigshotspambot]

can i hug your sneo PLEASE? i NEED to hug something fluffy (even though i probably wouldn't let go because i LOVE touching fluff/feathers of any kind)

Tuch the fluff..

(I forgot this ask was asking for a hug 😭 I WILL DRAW SOME BIG CUDDLING SOON)

[criceofpain]

soft boy jongseong who wants to wait to make your guys first time having sex together perfect but also he’s a 21 year old guy so he has Needs so cue the perfect solutions: dry humping, mutual masturbation, handjobs, fingering, eating you out, basically everything but him actually entering you until he can create the perfect date night and ambience

THIS IS ACTUALLY SO CUTE WTF 🥹 jay's just a soft boy in general but can actually be a master in bed so i think he's gonna want to ease you into it until he knows you're already comfortable doing the deed.

of course you've got the kissing laid out. he's gonna transition into the making out phase, combining everything he can with the simple smacks—tongue, a subtle squeeze of your ass or even a touch on your tiddies (all with your consent ofc!). next, he's gonna take it to the next level and will be brazenly squeezing your tits, yanking your top down to see them jiggle. he's gonna start experimentally touching your clothed pussy and ever softly massage your clit just to get a reaction out of you.

if he ever see signs of discomfort, he's immediately going to stop and ask you if you're okay. once he has the go sign, he carries the plan on until you're letting him eat you out and him letting you suck his cock.

sixty-nine is definitely jay's most favorite position because the fact that you're sitting on his face while you take him in your mouth and with your skin against his to top everything off, he's going wild, and so are you. both of you are enjoying every bit of it.

now, onto the actual deed, he immediately goes for the mating press position just because he wants the sex to be intimate but hot at the same time. your legs are on his shoulders and he's got full access of your pussy so he's able to thrust deep inside you. the way your toes are curling turns him on more—that just means he's doing a good job.

the aftercare—oh, boy, i'm already melting as i type. he will run you a warm bubble bath with two bottles of wine on a desk beside the tub so you both can chill while you talk about you guys' first time. he's opened up the topic of shower sex, which you gladly respond to, but for now, he wants the aftercare to be wholesome.

he can have his way with you later on, because tonight is about you.

[sematarygirls]

Ooh okay! What about Sonny being obsessed with a detective and he’s an ADA? Maybe he recently divorced Amanda and he’s been lusting over the reader. He ends up stalking and kidnapping them, maybe not a traditional “kidnapping” but he drugs reader at dinner in his apartment and keeps reader there? Feel free to change anything to make it more comfortable for you!

꒰ i need him to kidnap me so bad, bro ꒱ 𝅄

  ／ you had grown quite close to ada carisi over the past couple weeks. you felt bad for the guy, honestly. he seemed so stressed—a neverending mountain of cases always seeming to be stacked on his desk—and he also seemed incredibly sad ever since he returned from his temporary leave from the da's office.

you noticed how he seemed to be throwing himself head first into work more than usual and couldn't help but wonder what was wrong. you had a nasty habit of always needing to fix other people's problems. you didn't like unresolved conflicts and seeing how they effected people, so you started trying to befriend him.

surprisingly, he was very receptive to your gestures of baked goods and checking up on him every now and then. in fact, he was very enthusiastic to get to know you more.

of course, you brushed this off. you'd heard that he was a particularly friendly guy, and after learning of his recent divorce—the very reason for his aforementioned absence—you figured he just needed a friend, someone to talk to.

admittedly, sonny had never noticed you before. he was always so caught up with work and amanda and her daughters, but now that he had noticed you, he never wanted to let you go. you were the most attractive person he'd ever seen, and your kindness was so alluring. you were so soft, a rarity in this world, and practically unheard of in this field. he felt a fierce need to protect you that he'd never felt before.

it wasn't his proudest moment when he'd followed you home. he told himself he just wanted to make sure you were safe. he knew better than anyone that anything could happen, especially in the middle of the night on a new york street.

and once he realized that you didn't even notice that you were being followed, well, he just knew he had to keep following you. it was for your own safety. you were so naive and trusting; you needed someone to look after you—someone like him.

and so he began to stalk you. though, he didn't like that word. it was so harsh, so criminal, and what he was doing was out of the goodness of his own heart. he was simply looking out for you.

he watched you from a distance, observing your daily routine of going out for breakfast before work. you went at the same time every day to the same place, always sitting in the same table.

he tsked. you were just asking for someone to try something. your routine was too predictable, too easy to follow. you were lucky that you had someone like him to look out for you.

all throughout this, you were completely unaware of his presence constantly looming, always watching. you continued up appearances at work, always smiling and joking with him. you two started growing close, very close.

you were so happy to have such a kind man to call your friend. he was always offering to take you out to eat and calling you to check in. he cared about you, and you cared about him.

that's why, when he invited you over for dinner at his apartment, you enthusiastically accepted the offer. you thought the intimate environment would allow you two to get to know eachother better, something you were eagerly looking forward to. you were dying to know all about him, your excitement showing through when you showed up half an hour early.

you two talked and laughed as he made you dinner, eventually sitting down to eat. it was so comfortable, so normal. you never would have expected the sinister plan that was going to unfold at the hands of someone you considered such a close friend.

"wow, sonny, that was incredible," you grinned as you finished up your food, tilting your wine glass to your lips to drink the last bit remaining. you hadn't noticed the way he stared intensely everytime you took a sip, a satisfied smile pulling at his lips when you finished the glass.

"i'm glad you liked it," he said, eyeing you oddly, like he was expecting something. "i love having someone to cook for."

"well, you're very good at it," you complimented him. he was so sweet to do this for you, to invite you over and cook for you. suddenly, you felt a wave of nausea hit you, your bright smile faltering. "um," you cleared your throat. "could i use your bathroom?"

"yeah, of course," he nodded, smiling. "it's the first door on your right." he pointed down the hallway. you smiled gratefully and stood, feeling lightheaded. you blinked, your vision starting to blur as you gripped the edge of the table, stumbling. you were suddenly feeling very strange. "are you okay?" he asked, feigning concern as he made his way to your side, wrapping his arm around your waist to keep you upright.

"i just-" you felt your limbs growing heavier by the second. "something's wrong," you gripped him for support.

"geez, i didn't think you were such a lightweight," he laughed, wrapping both arms securely around your waist. even now, you were still completely oblivious to what he'd done.

"i-i think i'm gonna- gonna..." you drifted off, your eyes drooping shut as your body fell limp. his grip around you kept you from falling to the floor. he hooked an arm under your legs, lifting you up to carry you bridal style to his bedroom.

he laid you gently on the bed, smiling fondly as he brushed your hair from your face. you looked so peaceful, so safe. he reached into his bedside table, retrieving his old handcuffs from when he was a detective and locking one around your wrist and the other to the bedframe to keep you from leaving.

he needed to keep you safe and sound, and the only way to ensure that would happen was if you were with him. he could look after you, take care of you, keep you from doing stupid things—it was the only way to ensure that you stayed out of danger.

he had to do it.

he really hoped that you would understand when you woke up, and he explained that it was for your own good, but he knew that, if you didn't at first, you would in time. you would learn to appreciate his love and attentiveness to your wellbeing. soon you would see that it was all for you.

he waited eagerly for you to awake, so he could just explain what was going on. he knew you were going to be scared, but it wasn't him you should be scared of—it was out there where he couldn't protect you!

finally, your eyelids began to flutter open, a soft groan leaving your lips that had his ears perking up. he was holding your hand—the one that had been handcuffed— and his grip tightened as you stirred.

you rubbed your eyes with the hand that wasn't being held. your mind was hazy, and you didn't notice the cold metal locked around your wrist until you tried to sit up.

"what the..." you trailed off, your eyes finding the handcuff that had rattled against the bedframe as you moved. you followed the chain to your hand, engulfed by his. a pit of unease formed in your stomach as bile rose to your throat.

"shh," he cooed, running his thumb over your skin to soothe you. "it's okay." the look in his eyes was one devoid of guilt or shame. in fact, he looked completely and utterly proud of himself.

"sonny, what's going on?" you asked, your voice shaking with fear as you tugged against the handcuff.

"I just want to protect you," he said softly, reaching out to caress your cheek. he frowned when you jerked away from his touch. "now, don't be like that," he said firmly. "i'm doing you a favor. you should be thanking me."

"thanking you?" you asked incredulously, searching his eyes for any sign that this was just some sick joke, but his expression was dead serious, his eyebrows furrowing in that manner they always did when he was focused.

"yes, thanking me," he reiterated. "the world is so cruel, especially to pretty little things like yourself," he brushed your hair from your face, and it took every ounce of control in your body not to jerk away again. you didn't know what he'd do if he was mad, and you didn't want to find out. "so, i'm going to keep you here, with me. that way, nothing can happen to you."

you wondered how the man in front of you was the same man you met all those weeks ago. the same man who would hold doors open for you and take you out to lunch. how was that the same man who thought it was completely rational to handcuff you to a bed?

"sonny, please," you pleaded, your eyes darting around the room. "let's just talk, okay? just uncuff me and we can talk."

"i'm not stupid," he said, standing from the bed and crossing his arms. he looked down at you, his expression darkening. "i know you'll try to run."

"i-i won't!" you assured him helplessly. "i promise!"

"don't lie to me," his jaw clenched, his brows furrowing farther. "maybe, if you're a good girl, and prove to me that you will behave and not try to leave, i will uncuff you, but until then, you're staying put."

you felt like a weight had been placed on your chest, panic beginning to set in as the gravity of your situation dawned on you. you had been kidnapped, and you had no idea how you were going to get away.

he headed toward the door. you had taken so long to wake up that now, he had to get to work. "oh," he said, stopping in the doorway to turn to you. "and don't even try to scream. i soundproofed the whole apartment."

it was a lie. he didn't have the time or funds to do that, especially not after the divorce had drained him of his savings. besides, it would have looked suspicious to do so. but, you didn't know any of these things, and you were so afraid and he had said it so confidently that you had no choice but to believe him. he had you eating out of the palm of his hand.

as you watched him leave, hearing the bedroom door lock behind him, you couldn't help the tears beginning to fall. you felt hopeless, afraid, alone, and utterly betrayed. this man you thought you knew—you thought was your friend—had done the unimaginable. you didn't even know who he was anymore, and you were locked in his apartment, completely at his mercy.

[hazyaltcare]

How do you feel about tulpamancy? I've only just started looking into it but I think it falls under the plural category if I understand correctly? I'm still trying to figure the implications of creating a headmate and like. Being responsible for their personhood? I'm vaguely plural as in I'm me running in parallel with more me but I don't usually think of myself as such in my everyday life. I'm trying very hard to make sure I'm not appropriating terms that aren't mine (and I'm not even sure if I should be using the term tulpa for what I'm thinking even though it sounds the closest). I'm lonely and want there to be more people in my head but I don't want to make people think I'm voluntary "getting more crazy" on purpose as some people might say. How trivial is it to create a friend this way? Seeking the opinion of people who are plural to figure out if I'm just co-opting plurality to "create an imaginary friend" so to speak. Sorry if any of this is upsetting.

Mod Vintage 👤(Pho):

not upsetting at all! thank you for asking, anon. other mods, feel free to add!

TL;DR

plurality is a label that includes all more-than-one experiences.

yes, this includes tulpa/tulpamancy (though we instead use the term thoughtform/thoughtforming on this blog).

we think tulpamancy /thoughtforming is a perfectly valid and morally neutral way to exist. it's part of the diversity of life experiences.

plurality is a spectrum. experiences of people who aren't 100% separate, e.g. medians, plurallet, pluralflux, muses, and daemons can also be plural, if they choose to see themselves that way.

you're not appropriating plurality if you want to make your own headmate. you'd be plural.

it's okay to want to be plural.

being a singlet or being "sane" doesn't work for everyone - that should be respected.

life's hard. be "insane" if you want. pretend to be a spy analyzing secret documents to make paperwork bearable. listen to "fictional character inspires you" playlists to have a reason to live. have friends in your head. if it works, it works.

creating another person is not trivial, because:

a) they'd be a person with their own thoughts, boundaries, feelings, needs, wants, etc., so you and your systemmate(s) must respect each other and be open-minded and responsible.

b) that means intrasystem conflict will happen. conflict resolution is something you(r system) must be willing to learn.

c) it'll make you deviate even further from the norm, so you gotta be ready to assert your boundaries and find people/communities who respect you and your systemmate(s).

if creating another person in your head isn't for you, but you still want a friend, daemonism is a viable alternative, because a daemon is basically a part of you/your mental conversation.

also, there is no rush. take your time. your decision is valid and should be respected, regardless if you choose to create a headmate or not.

Full post will be under the cut, because it's long.

cw: self-harm mention, ableism

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I'm vaguely plural as in I'm me running in parallel with more me but I don't usually think of myself as such in my everyday life. I'm trying very hard to make sure I'm not appropriating terms that aren't mine (and I'm not even sure if I should be using the term tulpa for what I'm thinking even though it sounds the closest).

plurality is an umbrella term that encompasses all forms and reasons for being more than one (having more than one consciousness/person/etc. in your body). so yes, that includes tulpamancy! if you create another person in your mind, that means you're not "co-opting" plurality or appropriating terms. you would be/are plural.

also, here are things to remember:

plurality in itself is not inherently a disorder. plurality is also not a diagnosis. plurality can be a neurodivergent way of life, yes. but it doesn't have to be detrimental, debilitating, or diagnosed. diagnosis involving being more than one (DID, OSDD, trance disorder, etc.) involve the plurality causing distress/trauma/etc. in their life.

plurality is a spectrum. some plurals are closer to singlets than multiples, too. have you heard of the terms median, pluralflux, and plurallet? have you heard about muses aka OCs becoming sentient (here and here)? how about daemons? those can also be part of the plural experience.

plurality can also be a label, which means you can choose to test it, see if it feels right, and you may even not use it anymore if it doesn't feel right anymore.

the term tulpa or tulpamancy isn't used on this blog specifically, because we use the thoughtform tag, but it is one of the ways you can call making your own headmate, yes.

in our opinion, tulpamancy/thoughtforming is valid and a morally-neutral way of existing. it is a part of the diversity of life. and people who practice it should be respected.

I'm lonely and want there to be more people in my head but I don't want to make people think I'm voluntary "getting more crazy" on purpose as some people might say.

it is absolutely okay to want to be plural. conforming to singlethood/neurotypicality is not the only way to exist, nor is it the best one. being a singlet doesn't work for everyone, and it's okay if you think plurality will make your life better. it may very well do so!

after all, life is hard. pretending you're a spy analyzing secret documents can make paperwork easier. listening to "fictional character inspires you" youtube videos to help you wake up in the morning is a perfectly good reason to wake up. we know people in plural system who who refuse to harm the body, because their systemmates will have to endure it.

if it works, it works. you don't have to be a "sane" adult to live your best life.

and you know what? it made our lives better too! in fact, the robot who was manufactured in this chassis (person who was born in the body we live in) was never plural until their/the chassis' 20s. singlethood did not work well for them. they wanted to be plural, so they opened the gateways as a way to make life more manageable, respectability be damned. that robot is not here anymore, but we absolutely don't want to be a singlet.

it's not easy to be plural (i'll talk about it more later). but for us, it's 100% worth it. your mileage may vary.

How trivial is it to create a friend this way?

Internal Factors

it's not trivial. creating a new person means you have to be responsible, respectful, and open-minded. it's like living with a roommate, except the roommate is in your body.

it means they're also a person with feelings, opinions, and boundaries, wants and needs, gender and sexuality, interests, and sometimes even neurotype/disability presentation that may very well be different from yours.

especially after they've started experiencing life and growing as a person.

maybe they'll start as a part of you, maybe they wouldn't be fully-formed. but they will grow and change a lot as they live. just like a separate-bodied person, one should not force their systemmates to be what they want. (i mean, they can, but it'd be abusive, generally.)

and they'll be autonomous, for a lot of people. you won't be the "POV character" for everything, and not everything will revolve around you, especially if they start fronting more.

having another person, of course, also means conflict. even if you don't have a specific disorder. it's not a matter of if you'll have a disagreement with your systemmate(s), it's a matter of when. i won't sugarcoat it - in-system conflict will bleed into your out-system life. (that's why when people say "don't focus so much on alterhuman stuff, you have to focus on real life/meatspace/out-system!1!!1" it's bullshit. because your alterhumanity - plurality, in this case - is also an aspect of your real/meatspace/out-system life!)

if you let it fester, it may very well cause a disruption of meatspace responsibilities, intratrauma (in-system trauma), and/or physical pain. so, you(r system) must learn conflict resolution. once again, respect, responsibility, and open-mindedness are important here.

about conflict resolution: there are many guides on how to solve problems within a system's plural collective. however, not all of them will fit your system or your problems. so, you(r system) gotta learn, which advice is good for you and which one isn't. every system is different. one advice cannot apply to every system. if a guide doesn't work for you, it doesn't mean the way your system works is "wrong".

External Factors

because a lot of the time, what makes being plural hard isn't yourselves, but other people.

the other thing that isn't trivial is the fact that you'll be deviating even more from the norm - like you said, some people will invalidate you and say you're "appropriating" or "getting more crazy". a lot of people judge plurals, especially plurals who don't fit into a medical paradigm. and in-system conflicts are not generally something you can talk about openly unless you disguise it as out-system conflicts.

so, we advise that you and your systemmate(s) try to find inclusive communities and people. find those that won't judge your existence. it'll be hard, yes, but you won't be alone. the block and mute buttons will also help a lot.

Closing Thoughts

we are not trying to scare you off from thoughtforming. because plurality can really enrich your life. your systemmate(s) can bring you second opinions on something. they can joke around with you as you wash dishes so the sisyphean task becomes more bearable. you can have a peanut gallery, a confidant, a friend, a partner... as long as you and your systemmate(s) are willing to respect each other.

here are some examples of plural joy!

if you have worries about making another person in your head for selfish/frivolous reasons, this article might also help: "bad reasons not to make a tulpa"

however, if you've read all this and asked yourself:

what if making a headmate isn't for you, but you still want a friend in your head?

daemonism is one alternative.

recently, there's a post going around on tumblr saying, "if you can't handle the commitment, loss of control, etc. of having a full-on another person in your mind, you can try daemonism because it's basically giving a form to your mental conversations, and if you don't interact with them, they'll just merge back into you."

here is the post, titled "try daemonism before tulpamancy".

(we aren't daemians/people who have daemons, so we can't give more insight. please look into the daemonism community for more answers!)

regardless, take your time. there is no rush. your decision is valid and deserves respect, no matter if you choose thoughtforming or not. we hope this can help at least a little, anon, we wish you all the best!

mod vintage 👤 (Pho)

[pcbbles]

// you write a murderer on your other blog but you draw the line at cartoon demons??

[peachithings]

Hi my name is theodorah and I'm one of your fans on YouTube and I wanted to ask you something

hi 🤗 ask away ☺️

[draw-your-self-ship]

draw your f/o and your s/i in the scene art style!!!

Scene styles and fashion my beloved!!!

Do NOT Interact: Pro//Ship, adults who ship with minors, and real people shippers.

[junkissed]

having thoughts about hard dom hao and his hands and spanking 😭😭 effortlessly holding you in place, spanking you red until you're crying out "mercy! please, mercy!"

member — minghao x reader genre — smut word count — 0.6k words smut warnings — descriptions of female anatomy, spanking, fingering, nicknames (reader called darling, love, dirty girl; hao called sir), semi-public (they're in a bathroom), dom!hao

“minghao!” you hear the sound of fabric ripping, and you gasp his name in surprise.

as soon as the restaurant’s bathroom door had shut, minghao was manhandling you to face away from him. he pulls your dress up, bunching it around your hips before roughly pulling your panties down to your knees as you wiggle your hips against him.

he ignores you, pushing on your back to bend you over the sink. “you thought you were so smooth, didn’t you, darling? touching me under the table and thinking you could get away with it, just because we’re in public?”

you whine but don’t respond, and minghao’s hand lands harshly on your ass, making you grip the edges of the sink.

“i bet you want me to fuck you right here, is that right?” he says, leaning over your body so his lips are right next to your ear. he gathers your hair in one hand, with his other hand wrapped firmly around your waist, and he tugs on your hair to bring your head up. “answer the question, love.”

“yes,” you gasp out, feeling his hand tighten in your hair. the tile beneath your fingers is cold, but your ass burns from the force of minghao’s hand. you know that there’s probably an indent on your skin from the rings on his fingers, and the thought makes you rub your thighs together in anticipation.

he lets go of you, pushing you away before his hand comes down on your skin once more. your ass stings at the contact, but you don’t even try to hide the moan that escapes you. 

“is that how you’re supposed to address me?” he growls. “or are you just doing it on purpose and being a little brat?”

when you don’t answer him right away he spanks you again, and you yelp. “yes, sir,” you repeat.

“yes, you want me to fuck you, or yes, you’re being a brat?” he says, and with the question his hand lands roughly on your ass and makes you jump.

“hao, please!” you whimper, starting to feel tears building in your eyes. you know you should’ve called him sir and not his name, but thankfully he either doesn’t notice or he intentionally doesn’t bring it up.

instead, both of his hands hold your ass carefully, massaging your sore muscles and spreading apart your cheeks. you whine as his fingers trace up and down your skin, the lightness of his touch a clear contrast to how he’d been handling you just seconds before.

his hand dips down, running two of his fingers through your folds to collect your wetness before he brings his hand up in front of your face to show you as his other hand grips your chin to force you to watch. “look at how wet you are, darling,” he coos condescendingly. “dripping all over my fingers, just from a little spanking. you like it when i punish you, don’t you?”

you moan, managing another “yes, sir” before he lets go of your head, and you sigh.

“dirty girl,” he tsks, reaching down to wipe his fingers on the back of your thigh. he pulls your panties back up and smooths your dress back down, pulling you off of the sink and pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. he reaches up to wipe away the stray tear rolling down your cheek, before he pats your shoulder and walks towards the door. “i’ll have to take care of you properly once we get home.”

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[chbofficial]

bro i just got back from a trip to my dad and i opened the closet.... WHAT HAPPENED WHILE I WAS GONE??? jade, cabin 20

DID THEY ESCAPE????

JADE THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT HOW MANY OF THEM ESCAPED

- Lou Ellen Blackstone, Head Counselor of the Hecate Cabin 🔮

[minevn]

(sorry for mistakes) Is there anything that the LI is not willing to do for the MC?

Minato: Minato isn't willing to leave his grandparents behind to go live with you. Minato also isn't going to kill others and most times he wouldn't prefer to hurt others(He could, but he'd prefer to try and talk to them first and if that doesn't work then intimidate them, hurting others is a last resort)

Haruto: Really anything that involves you getting hurt, he loves you so SO much and it would literally destroy him to see you hurt and know that he was the cause of it. He'd much rather you hurt him instead. He probably couldn't bring himself to hurt Kage for you in most cases, if Kage ever did something to you then Haruto would just block all contact, using violence as a last resort.

Jun: Jun also would not hurt you, she prefers keeping you safe and in pristine condition. Jun also wouldn't take you to meet her parents, canonly you've already met them, but she wouldn't take you to see them anymore. If Jun had good parents, she would've loved for you to talk to them, but she's cut off all contact.

Hoshi: He wouldn't quit his job or endanger his family for you and he'd be really concerned if you expected him to. Hoshi is more open to hurting you, not anything like too serious, like play fighting. After getting in a relationship with him a bit of his lover boy personality comes back so he wouldn't ever seriously hurt you on purpose.

Habiki: He wouldn't give up on playing the violin or endangering Hoshi and their mom(yes, he would hurt his dad). Playing the violin and making a name for himself has ALWAYS been his dream and although he loves you, he wouldn't abandon his dream for you. They especially want you to be a part of their dream. If you move, they'll follow you anywhere and pursue their dream by you side.

Kage: Kage literally cannot hurt you. Not cause they're weak and their arms might break on impact, but because Kage would feel horrible if there was even a slight chance they COULD hurt you. Kage also wouldn't be able to hurt Haruto.

Kei: There is NOTHING Kei wouldn't do for you(Other then leave you alone apparently). If you wanted him to he WOULD kill you, but he'd also kill himself and follow you to the afterlife, and he makes you very aware of that. Death cannot stop him from being glued to your side like a parasite. You will NEVER be able to escape him.

Yani: Yani is much like Kei in the sense that there's nothing Yani wouldn't do for you. If you wanted Yani to leave you alone then Yani would disappear(against it's will ofc) but then be quickly replaced by another yandere who's more your type. But Yani has canonically caused mass destruction for you and has killed hundreds for you sooooo I think it's safe to say there's nothing Yani wouldn't do for you<3

Aki: Since Aki isn't a yandere there's a lot she wouldn't do for you, though at the same time a lot of it is pretty similar to the yanderes. She wouldn't hurt you seriously(she'd also be open to play fighting), Aki also wouldn't give up on her hobbies or change herself for you. Even if you two are dating she's not going to stop traveling, she would love it if you came with her and will always invite you, but if you don't want to she's not going to cancel her plans. She's been coming back to you after all these years, she knows she'll see you again <3