#cluster b boyfriends

[vin420]

Kid’s OCD this, Kid’s OCD that. What about Blackstar’s NPD??

Him feeling belittled when people don’t acknowledge his achievements as much as he expects, him having problems with managing emotions and either crying or breaking stuff when he’s upset because he doesn’t know any different ways to let it all out.

Hurting himself when trying new techniques, because he doesn’t want to start slow, he must be one step ahead in everything he does. Feeling guilty because he still envies Kid after all these years despite how much he loves him.

Being depressed, because under all these layers of confidence lies an ugly pile of self doubt and fear of being unappreciated or replaced by someone better than him.

[jewishranpo]

have i mentioned that they’re soooo npd

[insert-name-heres-things]

Traumatized System X Stable-ish Singlet love is so underrated.

- safe person X protective collective

- we get to experience love in so many different ways together: romantic love with those dating, platonic love from others who aren’t together but still close, and a family like love with some of the younger alters

- system partner gets to fall in love with singlet partner over and over as different alters get to know the singlet (we can actually go on 50 first dates lol /ref)

- spoon swapping!! It has helped us both so much, our partner handling tasks that are too painful or complex for us and we handle tasks that are too mentally taxing for him, while we both learn to taking the time to understand who in our system is better at handling what

- as the system can recognize dangers, abuse, and toxicity, the singlet gets protected and taught about red flags & mistreatment

- as our singlet partner grew up with a more stable life, our partner has helped us understand what is actually normal and safe, what wasn’t okay, and helping us find a more stable and happy life

- having someone to help us in the morning when blurry, confused and in pain (this morning for example, we couldn’t move our limbs properly due to poor circulation and our nerve pain, nauseous as fuck, and he quickly got up to help us move and reassured us in our blurry state)

- our singlet partner slowly gets to recognize each individual based our different facial expression, body language, voice, interests, etc… (our partner has gotten so good at it that he can notice our micro-switches and have accurate guesses of who was out for a moment)

- our singlet partner has such a deep understanding of each individual he meets and who we are as a collective

- as a system we get to see so many different sides of our singlet partner and we individually have our own reasons for loving him

- being able to have safe sexual experiences with eachother where we can better learn and understand our boundaries, interests and preferences, despite the both of us having sexual trauma

- learning and understanding together how deep and multifaceted the human brain can be

- taking the time to research each others disorders to better understand one another’s similarity’s and differences

- seeing our singlet partners different ego states and helping him understand himself better

- being physically disabled being able to trust our partner to help take care of us when we’re in too much pain and be patient with the more vulnerable alters that end up fronting

- our partner meeting our alters we don’t have good communication with helping us establish better connection within ourselves

- we have to add a note about how beautiful cluster B and autistic love can be when there’s mutual trust and support

- us being chronically ill and physically disabled and our partner taking time to knowing how to take care of us and be patient with vulnerable alters when we can’t take care of ourselves due to pain

- Grounding and Stimming together

- being an interabled couple means we’ve been able to have help with our mobility aids, someone to help manage our medications, help in the shower, assistance walking and moving around when we can’t, help with pain and comforting the alters that have to go through it, and generally just having assistance wherever and whenever needed has changed our life drastically and for the better

- understanding that affective empathy isn’t needed to love each other when building love off of connection and understanding, while practicing using cognitive empathy

- we have been so lucky as to have a partner who’s family has been so understanding and curious about our system as well as our other issues, and have done there best to make us feel safe and comfortable- we used to not be able to hug others but we were hugging everyone last time we saw them!!! /pos

- a group of boyfriends that all love their boyfriend <3

I wish I could explain it all better, as we struggle with alexthemia and have npd/aspd so love is difficult, weird and confusing, however this relationship and connection is so deep and special to us, something we never thought possible, expecially with someone without a system and I wanted to share as it’s almost the end of pride month and we love our boyfriend.

[narcissisticpdcultureis]

NPD culture is everyone in my boyfriend's life telling him to leave me after they find out I have npd. even his therapist says that he should leave because i "could become abusive due to the npd".

i put in so much fucking effort to be a good little narc who doesn't do anything toxic or bad, i've put in years of work to fix my abusive behaviours, to stop hurting people. it changes fucking nothing, and at this point, wanting to stay with my boyfriend is the only thing stopping me from throwing all that work out of the window and not caring again because it clearly doesn't fucking matter.

i put in all this effort for society and then they still treat me like trash. i could do whatever and hurt whoever but i choose not to because i am a good person. but that's not good enough.

(but there's a silver lining. my boyfriend, he doesn't listen to those people and i love him for that)

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[enslavedheart]

How do I convey that I hate everyone else in the world but you and that the way you feel is all that matters and that my world view is fully dictated by what you think and that I only exist as how you view me without sounding insane

[theharbingerofxhaos]

Cutie patootie matching profiles with our lil overwatch duo boyfriend >:3

-Erasmus

[eat-your-heartzzz-out]

woke up from a nap and oooough I Need Him.. thank you for coming to my post-nap thought :3

[arovoidant]

🧍🏻

[guzmapkmn-archive]

LOL I FOUND IT this was completely out of the blue btw. i hadnt made any posts relating to anything this person said and im also autistic. this ask was so weird

[jellyfishfem]

oh you must feel so special that the girl with bpd is now attached to you and dependent on you. feeling powerful huh? you can manipulate her to your liking. let me tell you this, you are not special, you are just an man using a vulnerable person. i hope there’ll be people to support her when you finally discard her. hope she recovers. boker tov:)

[eat-your-heartzzz-out]

he’s so GRAJDHSJXHSJD..

Strade & Ren

[h4nj1sunggg]

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐒 . . . ( b. Chan. )

pairing: boyfriend!bang chan x fem!reader

genre: fluff drabble

summary: y/n has freckles and chan absolutely loves them.

You sat on the couch, your legs curled up beneath you as the soft hum of Chan’s music filled the room. The dim lighting cast a gentle glow on your face, accentuating the freckles scattered across your skin. Chan sat nearby, his pen scratching softly against a notebook as he scribbled something down, a small, focused frown on his face.

Every so often, Chan would glance over at you and smile, a playful glint in his eyes. Without warning, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek, just beside a cluster of freckles. The warmth of his lips lingered, sending a shiver down your spine. He pulled away just as quickly, turning back to his notebook like it was nothing.

Confused, you blinked. “What was that for?”

Chan didn’t look up immediately, but his voice was gentle, almost shy. “Nothing.”

Your heart thumped in your chest, but you let it slide. A few minutes passed, and again, he leaned in—this time closer to your jawline, where another freckle peeked out. His lips brushed softly against your skin, leaving another tender mark. Then he pulled back.

“This time... how many was that?” you asked playfully, a small smile tugging at your lips.

Chan’s grin widened as he jotted something down quickly in his notebook, his pen moving in smooth, deliberate strokes. “Three,” he said with a quiet chuckle.

You watched him, your curiosity piqued. Every now and then, he repeated the same gesture—kissing your freckles, one by one—and then would carefully tally them in his notebook. Each time he kissed a freckle, there was a sense of quiet contentment behind it. Like each mark was a secret token of adoration.

Eventually, you couldn’t resist. “You know, I love when you do that.”

Chan’s eyes flicked up from his notebook, soft and sincere. “Yeah?”

You nodded, feeling your cheeks flush. “It makes them… special.”

He smiled warmly, setting his pen down at last, the notebook closed. His fingers gently traced a few freckles, brushing lightly against your skin. “They are special,” he murmured, leaning in once more. This time, the kisses lingered, savoring every freckle like a treasure.

You let him. You loved the way he made you feel seen—every little freckle a story only he knew how to cherish.

ᯓᡣ𐭩　  ( masterlist )  .

[maiiuelle]

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life with the pogues can be exhausting.

you’d never run around so much before you met them — and you mean physically run around. they’re always off somewhere searching for something, and since you started dating jj maybank, you’ve been coming along for the ride.

luckily, john b put you and jj in charge of holding down the fort at the chateau while the rest of them are gone for the day, which just means endless snacks and snuggling with your boyfriend on the couch. jj found some cartoons reruns on TV to watch while you work on a crochet project.

the two of you have been doing just that for hours — jj’s up microwaving your third bag of popcorn while you stack up purple granny squares on the couch cushion beside you. he appears in the doorway, his finger in his mouth from burning it for the third time from opening the popcorn too fast. he looks you over as you finish the last cluster of double crochets on a granny square. “give it a rest, mama. ain’t you tired?” he asks, muffled by a mouth full of popcorn as he sits back down in his spot beside you. you had been hard at work since you got there, dead set on making at least half the amount of squares you’d need for a full blanket before the pogues got back. it was never going to happen, but you’re still determined to try.

you finally set aside your hook and yarn, looking down at your cramped hands. “i’m fine, jayj.” your fingers feel stiff, the creases in your skin are red and irritated from straining in the same position for so long. your face twists as you crack your knuckles, the discomfort too much to ignore.

“oh, baby girl—” jj shakes his head at you, stuffing his face one last time before putting the popcorn aside. he holds his hands out, motioning for you to put your hands in his. “—looks to me like you need one of my famous hand massages. give ‘em here, c’mon.”

“famous? and i haven’t gotten one yet?” you giggle, immediately giving in and letting him take one of your hands. his thumbs gently rub at your palm, slowly working out the tension from the middle out through your fingers. his calloused hands are so strong, forcing out every knot.

“i mean famous to john b n pope — works like a charm after fishin’ all day.” he explains, gaze focused on your hands. they’re tiny in comparison to his, he has to make a conscious effort to be more gentle than he is with his friends. he locks his fingers with yours, pulling them enough to crack them again. as a finishing touch, he presses a soft kiss into your knuckle, picking up your other hand to do it all over again. “how’s that feelin’? better?”

you flex your fingers, curling them and extending them a few times like it’s brand new. “so much better. thank you, jayj.” you reach with your free hand to get some popcorn, watching him ease out the tightness in your other hand. what a sweetie <3

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[narcissisticpdcultureis]

NPD culture is feeling isolated from other narcs because you have hyper empathy, which doesn’t technically mean you don’t have it as you fit the other criteria, but you’re unable to relate to a lot of their struggles

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[bpdcodone]

My ex be like

how the world feels about cluster b

bpd: need me a bpd girl ahah mood swings hahaha crazy girls with daddy issues

npd: a narcissist is anyone who is mean to me ever and i sense them with my Empath Eyes

aspd: exclusively serial killers and psychopaths, they are so evil and terrible

hpd: what the fuck is that

[narcissism-awareness]

A guide to NPD for anyone who doesn't understand it!

What is NPD?

NPD, or narcissistic personality disorder, is a mental illness in the cluster B personality disorder category.

NPD usually stems from childhood abuse or other unhealthy childhood situations. In my case, abuse.

What are the symptoms?

Symptoms of NPD include an unstable sense of self, prioritizing yourself, having unstable relationships, having low/no empathy, and depression/self hatred.

These can be improved upon, but disordered thoughts will likely remain for most.

Can pwNPD have healthy relationships?

Yes, with effort and work. Plenty can have healthy and successful relationships. (like me, for example, in a loving relationship with my boyfriend)

We have a to be a bit more aware of how we treat others, but it helps when both the person with NPD and the partner set boundaries with each other. With communication, we can be great partners.

And yes, we can feel love and care about our partner(s). Empathy ≠ love. Empathy ≠ compassion.

Why does the term "Narcissistic abuse" harm pwNPD?

Because of the name, anything said about "narcissists" is also associated with us, even if you weren't talking about NPD. If you were, that's just blatant ableism.

Many of also call ourselves narcissists either just as a descriptor or to reclaim it.

Other terms like emotional abuse, gaslighting, and plenty others describe the same thing without ableist roots. Please, speak out about your abuse, but avoid using ableist terms.

But my therapist/psychiatrist uses the term "narcissistic abuse," how can it be ableist?

Sadly, ableism isn't that uncommon from medical professionals. Plenty use terms like "narcissistic abuse" and other ableist terms.

Why not just advocate to change the name of NPD?

Even if the name changed, it would still be ableist. We have another cluster B disorder that got a name change that we can look to for example of what happens.

You used to be able to be clinically diagnosed as a "psychopath," which has since been changed to ASPD. However, people still use the terms "psychopath" and "sociopath" to refer to ASPD. All the stigma around those words still applies to them.

I imagine similar would happen if we changed the name of NPD. It wouldn't matter, we'd still be called narcissists. And the term would still be ableist because it would still hurt us.