#let’s say processing in this treatment lol

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Have we talked about how unhinged the I Bet You Think About Me video is with how Taylor’s character haunts Miles Teller’s character’s wedding fantasy (or nightmare) and how he momentarily gives in to the fantasy of choosing her in her wedding gown on the dance floor but just when he thinks he’s about to fall for her again and marry the right girl she picks herself up and leaves him stranded 🥴

[kisseobie]

Can you rank P1harmony on who is most likely to get pussy drunk and why 👀👀

who in p1harmony is most likely to be pussy drunk

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

warnings: nsfw obvi (mdni)

a/n: well yes! this is in mtl, so most to least! (although i can see all of piwon as munches that all get pussy drunk tbh..)

༘⋆₊˚ jongseob

might be a controversial take and might be spurred on by a seob work i am currently drafting out but.. fuck it i’m putting jongseob as the most likely to be pussy drunk! i’m just sooo fixated on the idea of him never experiencing anything before meeting you, and just becoming obsessed when his fingers, lips, and cock all make contact with your cunt for the first time.. so eager to please, and the fact that he’s able to draw out waves from you is enough for him to feel pleasure as well. definitely a service dom that can spend hours analyzing each reaction he can pull from you.. when he’s particularly stressed out in the midst of comeback preparations he’s spending his nights lapping at your pussy until all the worrying thoughts dissipate from his pretty head :3

༘⋆₊˚ intak

just a loser puppy bf obsessed with his girlfriend and her glistening cunt :(( he’s sooo desperate 24/7, is always pulling you away from whatever or whoever you’re currently occupied with, just so he can worship you and your pussy. he’s the typa bf to rut his hips against the bed whilst eating you out, eagerness evident in the way he groans into your cunny .. he’s def begging you afterwards to let him stuff you with his dick .. pleading with big eyes and nasty words like “just the tip? please angel, wanna feel you around me” and you’d never admit it to him, but his never-satiated desire to worship your pretty pussy drives you absolutely crazy :( please please rut your hips onto his face and pull his hair when he’s eating you out.. he deserves it!!

༘⋆₊˚ jiung

another hot take but i think a serious little nerdy introvert like ji would have a crazyyyyy sex drive; and an even crazier need to constantly be inside of you. once the pair of you have sex for the first time, it literally alters jiung’s brain chemistry. he’s particularly obsessed with overstimulating you just to witness the familiar frothy white ring of his and your cum placed around his dick every time he lifts your pelvis up and pulls in and out.. literally takes pictures of your pussy like it’s the finest piece of art he’ll ever see, tucking said photos into a locked folder on his phone that he visits quite frequently. is not as vocal about just how pussy drunk he gets, but his actions and stares make it obvious :DD

༘⋆₊˚ theo

now now.. i know people are gonna say yangie should be higher on the list, but personally, i think theo—whilst very much obsessed with eating you out—would get more drunk off of receiving pillow princess treatment? i know most people write him as a service dom but this man is lowkey the brattiest sub to exist in my eyes lol. can see him being greedy as hell. being fourth on this list and leaning submissive doesn’t mean he’s never pussy drunk tho! but i do think it’s less of a trait during sex, and more of a feeling he gets when he’s needy and missing you. i can see taeyang sniffing your unwashed panties and getting off to that like a little perv hehe

༘⋆₊˚ soul

now this was a bit difficult.. and shota is an enigma so it took me awhile to properly place him where he belongs. kind of like theo, i feel like he isn’t really the type to get pussy drunk during sex or foreplay or anything like that. instead, i think he’s just more obsessed with your other body parts and processes, like the way your tits bounce when he’s rutting into your heat, how you clench around his cock when he’s more vocal with you, how your moans eventually morph into little broken gasps. i think my main impression of being pussy drunk is being so obsessed, dazed, and brainless, but i just think soul would be a lot more aware when intimate, and not so easily lost in the sauce as the others lol

༘⋆₊˚ keeho

i can already hear the disgruntled keeho truthers making their way but before yall kill me.. hear me out.. i think of kyo as a hard dom majority of the time, so i really don’t think he would make it aware to you even if he was pussy drunk. i also think making you feel good would be his priority, and he wouldn’t pay much mind to his own pleasure until his girl was satisfied, so i just don’t think he’s got the time and drive to be pussy drunk! he’s on a mission to have you trembling with want, and he can’t really achieve that if he’s drooling with lust for your cunt :/ maybe it’s just the way i characterize him.. but i just think he and shota are more focused on other things during intimacy

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[vaguely-concerned]

it probably says something either sad or deeply unfortunate about me as a person, but I'm darkly amused to see some people react to the reveal of the ultimate permeability of souls in tlt as a triumphant thing -- the "you can't take 'loved' away!!!" side of it all -- when my first reaction was such an immediate wave of 'oh, oh so this is why this series is horror, I truly understand now' distress haha. ngl the final confirmation of the self not being inviolable in the deepest way freaks me the fuck out far more than any moment of body horror in the series has managed. (these two elements are of course the two sides of one thematic coin; it's about the horror of our bodies and minds and selves not being inviolable things, and about the effect of violence on them on so many different levels. violence psychological and interpersonal, physical, subtextually sexual, emotional, medical, political, a whole unlovely smörgåsbord of indignity and violation a person can be exposed to, and on a broader scale the spectrum of violence colonialism wields). The world and other people being capable of leaving indelible marks on us for good or ill through their presence in our lives is of course a pretty self-evident demonstrable truth in the real world, but somehow having it be proven metaphysically just uh. Fucks me up! 

It also drives home to me just how perfectly Muir has captured the dilemma at the heart of human connection and intimacy: the fact that the thing that gives us life and meaning is also capable of harming us so deeply. the same thing that can be so beautiful — even in a bittersweet, violently transformative form like with the creation of Paul — when done mutually and consensually and compassionately, is the same process that means someone like John can touch someone else's soul and 'after he's put his fingers on something, you'll never find anyone else's fingerprints on it; too much noise'. I think the text itself — the whole series, because to me this is what it is ultimately about, this tension between individuation/self vs. love/connection/enmeshment — is far more ambivalent in its treatment of it than saying it’s inherently a good thing or inherently a bad thing. The only thing it says for sure is that it is always a thing, that thinking you’re ever getting away from it is the height of futility, and that through being alive (or even through being dead lol) it is something you have to engage with in some way no matter what. Contact with other people is deeply necessary — without it we sicken and die. it can be the most beautiful and meaningful thing in a human life, and the most unspeakably horrific. All of these people are searching for some way to be whole, whether in total self-contained sufficiency on their own or in melding with someone else as their ‘other half’, and stumbling around in the dark they reach for each other and score deep wounds into the thing they’re trying to touch even when they don’t mean to. Taken to horrific extremes with the form of lyctorhood John guided his disciples to when they were ‘children — playing in the reflections of stars in a pool of water, thinking it was space’, because while people hurt each other all the time with differing levels of intentionality behind it, what John did was deliberate. It weaponizes the misapprehension of what closeness must be and destroys everyone involved in the process… and all because it leaves John the one sun their ruined lives have left to orbit around, because that’s the closest thing his soul will allow to connection. He doesn’t understand that to truly touch something you have to truly let it touch you back, and then wonders why he’s never satisfied.   

‘The horrors of love’ has been memed to death, I know, but… yeah. That is what it is, isn’t it.

[meanbossart]

I appreciate how you write Astarion so, SO much. I feel like way too many fic writers infantilize him to a point where I honestly start wondering if I'm the one who misinterpreted him so badly.

I'd love to know more about what you think of his character and his arc. Personally I saw him and immediately went "oh god this guy is gonna be the irritating tumblr sexyman of the year🙄" and it took me until Araj basically to warm up to him. What were your initial thoughts and did they change much while playing the game?

OH thank you so much!!! That's a shame if it's the case, and a little surprising to me, to be honest! While he's definitely written be an aloof jerk a lot of the time, I always found him to be surprisingly mature and introspective whenever he's not dishing out witty remarks. He comes off to me as the kind of person who learned to benefit from seeming dumber than he actually is, overall.

HAHA I had a VERY similar experience, not just towards Astarion but all the characters, really (I really disliked Shadowheart at the beginning, too). I had only seen pictures of him and pretty much expected a vapid character that was being carried to stardom because of a talented VA - and because people go nuts for anne rice style vampires lol.

While I was definitely enjoying his voice lines from the start (Again kudos to Neil) I definitely wasn't expecting much else. He piqued my interest after so devastatingly turning my character down at the tiefling party without me even having inquired, and that's when I, the gamer, was like "well, alright, I GOTTA fuck this guy now" (this is also where DU drow's personality began to come out as you can probably guess)

Obviously, if you have two neurons to rub together you can gather pretty quickly that he's not trying to woo you because you're so interesting and wonderful, so I started getting curious! With that dynamic being so different from what you usually expect of romances in these types of games, plus the charming way in which he is written, I started being won over.

I think what really did it was how gradually his attitude changed when responding to new, mostly trivial dialogue options and doing his greetings as you earned his trust, and ESPECIALLY with how he responds to your tav when you express any kind of fear or insecurity during his romance - which was with a lot of sincerity and confidence in his resolve to support you, and in you as a person, a complete 180 from his usual front - Which, again, makes me all the more surprised to hear that he's often painted with such an immature brush.

And obviously he has a DEEPLY ugly side to him (if you've read ANE, hopefully it's clear that I know this, and that I like to explore it just as much as anything else lmao) but it's very interesting to me how it seem to always come in the form of outbursts, rather than a constant evil-streak, usually followed by a glimpse of self-awareness. It feels very much in line with someone who's actually making a great deal of effort to manage their RAMPANT emotions and going through a lot of internal conflict in the process.

GAH. Yeah if you can't tell by this friggin' thesis I just wrote, I love the way they wrote this character a lot and I was definitely proven PROFOUNDLY wrong in my first impression of him - which, if that's not irony at it's finest I don't know what is.

And as an aside! I also very much appreciate that he's a "queer" coded character who's effeminate (in the Old Homo kind of way, but I digress) and flamboyant, but taken Dead Fucking Seriously. With as much progress as we've made in LGBT rep in media, I still often feel like gay men will only get that kind of treatment for as long as they "Aren't That Gay" (I know Astarion doesn't have a set sexuality - But lets not mince words: stereotypes exist, and he fits into most of them) and as a thin-wristed gay guy who's a little too found of linen shirts, I can honestly say that experiencing a character like that helped me with my own confidence.

[adnauseum11]

Unexploded Ordinance (John Price x Reader)

You and John navigate the process of moving in together. John is pleased you are home.

1.4k words

CW: swearing, explicit sex MDNI

If the end of this chapter feels a bit abrupt it's because I split it in two to keep it from being a ridiculous length. You can expect the next chapter to pick up where this one left off.

Still not completely happy with this chapter but in the interest of not circling the drain forever and moving forward I'm posting anyways lol yolo

feedback welcome!

When John hasn’t returned from his call before you are done eating your breakfast - and polishing off the last of the raspberries - you take yourself to the bathroom to shower. He’s waiting for you in the living room when you finally emerge, feeling a bit more like yourself. He’s clearly lost in thought, your hand on his shoulder finally knocking him back to the present.

John is easy to talk into moving more things today, on your impromptu day off. When you arrive back at the apartment, he checks the door before he lets you enter, satisfied it’s been undisturbed. You immediately bicker with him about your furniture and what pieces will stay or go. You can tell he’s pleased when he wins the debate between the couches, you being partial to your vintage re-upholstered and wildly heavy chesterfield sofa. It’s too short for John to lay down on, forcing him to bend his knees and isn’t very comfortable, truth be told. It’s a gorgeous deep green velvet that draws the eye but otherwise isn’t overly practical. You pout about having to give it up until he gives over on your books entirely. He’s consistently bitched about moving your personal library, filled with heavy anthologies from your university days. They’ve been dragged from pillar to post over the years and you’ve refused every less than subtle suggestion to sell them. He doesn’t even try to make you choose which ones to keep, sighing deeply in resignation and asking how many boxes you think it will take to pack them all. This earns him the hardest hug you can muster and a rain of kisses he has to crouch for, chuckling lowly.

You make a trip back to his place with your clothing, the colourful array of fabrics making John’s limited selections seem all the starker by comparison. It brings you up short, seeing your things beside his in the wardrobe. You get caught up wondering what the hell you are doing, agreeing to this. You don’t get very far in your spiral before John finds you, kneeling surrounded by folded t-shirts. You’re jealous of his ability to seemingly pick a course of action and execute it without the self-doubt that swamps you occasionally. If you hadn’t known him as long as you have you would say it’s something he learned in the military, but you’re pretty sure that’s all John.

His presence steadies you again and you end up making another trip to collect your hairdryer and various other products needed to make yourself presentable for work tomorrow. Most of your everyday use items and valuables are safely rehoused in John’s flat by the time you are ready to throw the towel in for the day. You agree to go to the pub around the corner for dinner, neither of you feeling like cooking. On the walk down, John’s big hand stays on your lower back, keeping you close as you wander down the street together. It’s quiet at the pub, early in the week meaning the clientele are mostly regulars. You get your choice of seats and John steers you to a booth against the back wall, tugging you to sit on the same side as him.

He questions your half-baked plan to quit your job while distracting you from giving an answer, his hand creeping over your thigh and shoulders, bracketing you against him. You finally cross your legs, pinning his warm hand between your thighs so you can formulate a coherent response. He presses a smirk against your temple and listens as you complain of your treatment this morning, and then just in general. You've had a volatile few days and vent your spleen accordingly.

He removes his hands from your body when the food arrives, creating a tiny sliver of space between you on the bench seat. John hums sympathetically at your complaints but finally convinces you to get through the rest of the week before you submit anything in writing, pointing out you should probably update your resume first at minimum. You grumble but reluctantly agree, his even-keeled approach to the situation a better tactic than your instinct for dramatics.

John’s level head only seems to extend to your choices because by the time you’re out the door and on the way home he’s truly unable to keep his hands to himself. Twice on the short walk back he’s pressed you up against the wall of a nearby building, his hands cupping your face as his eager mouth finds yours. You make out like teenagers until you can feel the cold creeping into the tips of your ears, a gentle push against his chest enough to back him off temporarily. You’re getting better at reading John in this state, how his eyes glaze with want and his focus narrows. You finally resort to threading your fingers with his to keep his hand from constantly drifting over your ass, wrapping yourself around his arm to make him behave. 

You open the door using your key, John too preoccupied with working his hands under your jacket and shirt. His big body corrals you against him, kicking the door shut after wrestling you through it, almost not giving you time to get your key out of the lock.

“Fucking hell John.”

You breathe out as he spins you around, your arms going around his neck automatically. He kisses you hungrily, his palm cupping the back of your head. You feel the thump of the wall at your back, his hand leaving the back of your head to shove your coat off your shoulders. You wiggle out of it and push at the thick lambskin jacket he’s wearing, slipping your hands under it to grip his shoulders. He shrugs out of it, his lips finding yours again almost immediately. You can feel desire vibrating through his frame, his thigh working its way between yours. Before he can overwhelm you completely, you push back against his chest.

He's breathing hard, confusion mixing across his face as you flatten your palms against his chest and push, reversing your positions by backing him up against the opposite wall. You have to go up on your tip toes, gripping the back of his neck to tug him down to kiss you again. He’s got his hands full of your ass, too preoccupied to catch on to your intent until you're slipping out of his grasp, sliding to your knees in front of him. Your nimble fingers have his belt undone and his jeans open before he can process and stop you, hissing out your name as your fingers wrap around his twitching cock.

You smirk to yourself and wrench a deep groan from his chest as your lips close around the flushed head of his cock, your eyes locking on his face. His cheeks and throat are flushed with the same shade of red as his cock, his blue eyes now nearly black, his pupils dilated with desire. He looks so intense it sends a thrill through your belly that you’re capable of affecting him like this. You swirl your tongue over the head, tasting the salty pre-cum and slide your palm up the wiry hair of his firm abdomen, pushing his shirt up.

John growls lowly, his fingers burying into your hair, gripping close to the roots. He doesn’t try to direct your movements, content to let you work him over however you see fit but the gentle pull on your hair sends flashes of sensation down your spine. The muscles of his stomach jump at the drag of your fingers on his cock as you squeeze the base, sucking on the tip deeply, making John’s fingers clench in your hair. You lift off him and press his erection against his belly, running the flat of your tongue over the underside before teasing his balls with the tip of your tongue.

That has John rocking up onto his toes, hissing your name again followed by a curse. You can’t stop the pleased smirk that slides across your face and wrap your lips around the tip again, focusing your tongue on the sensitive spot on the underside. You can feel his cock twitching, the tension in his body ratcheting tighter with a moan. You let his shirt drop and cup his balls, lapping at the tip intently.

That seems to finally push John beyond his limit and he firmly tugs your hair to pull you off him. Your scalp tingles and you hum in disappointment but John’s already got a hold of your arm, lifting you to your feet again.

“C'mere love, I want to be inside you when I cum.”  

He growls lowly, making you shiver, backing you down the hallway to the bedroom with predatory intent. The look on his face makes your stomach quiver in anticipation, your insides going molten.

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hotch unconsciously favouring new bau!reader and she doesn’t even notice 😭😭 she just thinks he’s super sweet and everyone is like 🤨🤨 where’s our special treatment aye?

WHERE DO WE GO NOW | A. HOTCHNER

warnings: mostly fluff, but a kiss?

an: SORRY I TOOK SO LONG HOPE YOU LOVE IT, ignore how bad im at writing like technical fbi stuff lol

as he returns to his seat on the jet, hotch gives you a pack of food and some water. you put your earplugs back in after grinning and thanked him. morgan smirked at his boss's strange actions, but he remained silent.

"all right, let's briefly review the case's facts. while morgan and prentiss travel to the M.E., jj and reid head to the crime site. y/n and i will head over to receive a briefing. okay, everyone, let's get going."

you smooth your dress down and collect your belongings, trailing hotch in the process. as soon as you enter, he opens the door for you and goes inside for a briefing.

"the victim's boyfriend last spoke with shelby at 9:02 p.m. we spoke with the bartender at jack's bar, where she was around for the majority of the evening at 9:30. we are currently obtaining the security footage from her. tell my staff or me if you need anything."

spencer said as he left the room, "i'm going to call garcia and ask for access to the security cameras sooner rather than later."

"how's jack doing?"

"he is doing well! he does, however, truly miss you, especially your homemade chocolate chip cookies."

"does he miss the cookies or do you?" you chuckle.

Thinking to himself, "I will not answer that question," you smile and wondered who else he let his guard down for. we was always open to you, even though he never discussed his past with others.

"what would you say about you, jack, and I visiting the aquarium? ever since you got him that ipad, he has been telling me about dolphins, and i get texts all the time."

as he takes a sip of coffee, reid enters the room and says, "garcia has found the camera footage. what did I ruin something?"

1 HOUR LATER

"as of right now, it appears that the unsub prefers women who are between the ages of late 20 and early 30. Every victim carries a huge risk, and I think he enjoys the possibility of exposure. kidnapped from bar parking lots despite the fact that his face is constantly hidden. he has a dark-colored van and it's clear by the signature he injures the victim, since he has a long-term damage of his own.

"y/n i would prefer if you would lay low on this case, you fit the profile and i don't want anything to happen to you."

"are you certain? given the profile, it could be the greatest option for us."

he nods while leaning back in your chair, knowing that he thought too highly of you to see you be in harms way. you have no idea how much more than you realized he cared for you.

"fine, do not put yourself into a situation where you know it will end bad."

the remaining members of the team carrying on the discussion regarding the unsub's actions. garcia chiming in with men who match the description. you gently brush your hair away from your face and glance at the hotch. even though you quickly avert his gaze, you can still feel his eyes on you.

"i'm sorry to break this terrible news, but I believe there is a match for this suspect. i'm sending you travis's records and the last two address on file." the group leaps up and sprints towards the available cars. together, you and hotch jump into the car navigating your way to his address.

you get out of the car as soon as you get there. as you search the house, some of the team arrives, and you head upstairs. Your mouth is grabbed by a hand and you are slid into a room. you fall as a result of your head slamming into the wall.

you were able to get up and cause him to lose his balance by kicking the back of his knees. your body reverts to its limp form. travis limps his way back toward your body. there's a shot, and you reach for your gun. You turn to face the hotch, who is gripping his gun.

You say, "thank you," as he helps you leave the house. doctors are rushing to your side right away. hotch stays by your side throughout the whole thing. It is a blessing to have someone who is as concerned as he is.

He asks in jest, "so you still up for the aquarium?"

TINY BONUS

With your earbuds in but the volume down enough to hear the entire conversation, the team continues to tease you on the flight back. "Where's our special treatment?" you chuckle to yourself in private.

[hoardlikegoldenirises]

This is Peter's "move your arm before I kill you" face 😄 aka his "I only agreed to stand here to make my aunt happy and would rather be anywhere else" face.

EDIT: decided to change the eyeshine color lol

closeups and a bonus doodle below:

say cheeeeese!!! (left to right: flash, janine, aracely)

I realized while drawing this that I accidentally put the boys in left-to-right order from least- to most-fucked up face 😂 Ben and his perfect nose 🙄🤣 IDK what he's saying but probably something engineered specifically to make Peter mad.

He's smiling. 🙂💢 See? Busted nose. Turns out I also put them in order of "least to most traumatized," now that I think about it... Peter is a little less uptight by 2016 but... only a little. He might even not be wearing the costume under his clothes.

I know you're probably thinking "how the fuck is Ben less traumatized than Peter?" but in this case it's true. Ben is the most well-adjusted of them all. Comparatively.

Kaine is definitely wearing his costume under his clothes. Head to toe coverage, no skin except face and hands basically ever. When I sat down to sketch this pic this morning I realized that he probably doesn't like having his picture taken, because he has very bad self-esteem (understatement) and lots of scars, but probably also for Warren reasons, as essentially an ex-lab specimen. So he's hiding.

His hair would be in the process of growing back out from a buzzcut, if it's November 2016... so a bit longer than his shoulders, most likely.

If it wasn't like, May's idea to take the pic and Janine w/ the camera Kaine would not be tolerating this. He'd either leave or break the camera LOL but... if May wants a pic... he can at least pretend to be in it.

Miss Maybelle... The only one in the pic who doesn't have anything weird going on (ah, her strange nephews and their strange eyes). She has an O2 tank though. Her lungs are not very strong after 2012 because ummmm... Kaine stabbed her in the chest. (He apologized, it's fine 😓😅)

Ben's tan lines 😂 peter has 'em too but Peter is all covered up obv. Peter's neck tan line is actually way higher up though, because his costume has a higher neckline so he has to wear higher collars/scarves/whatever even if he rolls the neck down. But (not pictured) Peter's arms are more tan than Ben's because Ben's Scarlet sleeves are longer than Peter's Spidey sleeves. Obv Ben isn't wearing (the top of) his costume in this pic though. and they can both roll the sleeves up anyway.

That's the watch Peter got May for her birthday in 2007 btw. Actually the color is wrong because I didn't bother to check my own #lore but also because I almost forgot to color it at all (lol whoops) so I was just like. It's purple, I remember that much. But the strap is supposed to be "pale violet linen."

I also almost forgot to draw Peter's wedding band entirely 😂 Luckily I remembered! lol

Kaine is wearing a kilt, by the way (over jeans or leggings or something probably... well, maybe not leggings if his costume is underneath...) My goal is for him to find a different way of expressing his masculinity. related to why i am sticking to pink for his theme color (for costume etc.) and letting him grow his hair back out. I think he probably has some genders going on but not in the way that Flash has. He's not a girl. More like he wants to be nothing at all... null gender... etc... but also he doesn't have the language for that and would likely push back against it because of the way he was treated by Warren and the issues he has with like. personhood and manhood... but experimenting with (expensive) clothing is a way for him to explore his own autonomy in spite of that treatment and a way to learn to hate himself a little bit less, maybe, even though he's still very insecure.

he also has a "nazi punks fuck off" shirt, but... he wouldn't wear that to thanksgiving with aunt may... probably. I'm sure his leather jacket is around here somewhere...

i picked thanksgiving arbitrarily btw 😂 it just made the most sense as a reason for may to force i mean ask them all to come over and get pictures and stuff. kaine leaves nyc in 2012 following ben and only comes back for good in 2016, but when he and aracely first come up in the summer there's a bunch of stuff happening so it makes sense to do fall, once it's settled down...

May: Oh, by the way Peter, I invited your... brothers... to Thanksgiving. Peter: You did WHAT?!

[yourfavnewyorker]

Let’s Play A Game - Get Whatever You Like

Hello guysss! Today I’m here to tell you how I got my NYU acceptance letter despite “circumstances.” And you can get whatever you want too, with the one and only: placebo effect.

What is the placebo effect?

A placebo is anything that seems to be a "real" medical treatment -- but isn't. It could be a pill, a shot, or some other type of "fake" treatment. What all placebos have in common is that they do not contain an active substance meant to affect health. Source: WebMD

basically, how most people use placebo in terms of manifestation, is “if I do x, y will happen.” So I guess placebo is law of assumption w extra steps, I noticed now that I’m writing this.

Most people just use LOA as affirming stuff like “I have xyz” or listening to subs related to it - which is what I do most times. But sometimes when you can’t help doing something that you think will hinder your process, you can just turn that around. For ex. I really, I mean really like dreaming about my ideal gf lol. So when that gets a little too much I throw in some “Whenever I think about my ideal girlfriend/get sapphic thoughts I get even SMARTER” and voila :)

Me and NYU

So the day is March 28th. Last week I had been rejected by 3 schools in a row. So I was like “I guess American republicans really want me back in my country 🩷”

Tbh I wasn’t having a great week. I was feeling pretty burnt out. And my application? If I told the bros on Reddit about my application they’d tell me I should go to community college and don't bother on an “elite” school 💀

for context! American 🇺🇸 applications use a “holistic” system so having great grades isn’t enough. You need a good SAT score, but you can go test optional. Though it will probably hurt your chances(that’s what they say.) you need like 29372928 extracurriculars, good awards and to have cured cancer basically. If you’re an international student your chances are even lower compared to American students.

So I was an international student w no SAT score, no APs offered in my school, hell no school profile(a profile of your school that admissions officers use to determine how you’re doing compared to the rest), submitted my English proficiency test a month late… anyways. With all that you’d think I’d be rejected no?

Let’s play a game!

Compared to the USA, it would’ve been night time here when the decisions came out. So I was like mhm. I still need to study for my other exams. So to focus better and to give placebo a try, I invented a little game: If I didn’t search up anything about NYU, didn’t check my portal, and basically not think about the school until the decision comes out I would have that acceptance letter in my hands!!

So I sat there patiently, studied physics and chem, some literature also. When it was 5 mins before the decision I washed up, had a glass of water and was like “for sure I must be accepted… Right? I’ve done everything correctly.”

anddd even though the portal took a lil too long to load, I eventually saw:

“Dear [insert my irl name], Congratulations! ….

and I was like a win is a win. Then I went and told everyone. Anyways I hope this helps and never think you’re not fit for something you want! Just make that fit you!

[fatuismooches]

Hiii ive been wondering how it would turns out if dottore and the reader eventually disagrees on something and had a fight instead 😭 dottore would literally stands firm to his point and wouldnt let the reader win

Haha yes you're right, the Doctor is quite stubborn. Tighnari says that he's quite arrogant and extremely confident in himself and his abilities. Which is completely true lol. Though you're the only one he really has arguments with (besides Pantalone maybe) since everyone else is way too scared to even look in his direction. And even if they did he'd shut them down really quickly. But since you're the only person he views as an equal to him, Dottore would be more open to listening to your opinion. Even still it's very hard to change his mind or make him see a flaw in his logic. Though you have helped him learn about the phenomenon known as "love", sometimes it still doesn't register in his mind that being a lover comes with "obvious" responsibilities like the need to compromise and listen every now and then. He doesn't understand why you're upset, he's the one being rational here no? He can't see any holes in his reasoning. Depending on how upset or irritated you are it'll probably slip his mind or leave him confused for the rest of the day. Especially if you give him the silent treatment. He really hates that. And he might even get mad at you for being "petty." (As if he's not the one being unreasonable 💀)

A lot of times it ends up with his child clone being huffy and annoyed at him. The child clone has the most freedom of expression/emotions out of all of them. The kid segment would actually understand that your feelings were hurt and that Dottore needs to do something otherwise you're "leaving him forever." Even Pantalone gets wind of the situation and started lecturing about "fair exchange" to him *cough how you always do/have done a bunch for things for him so it's only right he does the same cough* Though Dottore's way of showing love is unconventional he really does care for you in his own crazy way so he really doesn't want you to be mad all the time.

I can't see Dottore giving you a downright apology, but when he comes around (which may take a while) you can tell he's actually given some more thought to the argument and does feel a bit bad for neglecting to see your perspective. Perspective is quite important to him in general and your one is definitely at the top of the list. He might not have necessarily been won over to your side, but he has understood you a bit better. Bear with him, it's a learning process.

[tengritexas]

Candle Light Meditation: The Peculiar Treatment for Insomnia, Irregular Sleep Patterns, and ADHD

Hi everyone! Today Im writing about a new meditation trick Ive been testing out and Ill be sharing how to do it if youre interested.

Why I chose to do it

While I may like to do old man things, sitting at home and watching candle lights werent really my idea of a good time. However in the past few weeks Ive had really big issues maintaining a healthy sleep pattern and Ive always struggled with ADHD and getting school work done. I was told by a buddy of mine about mindfulness meditation and that has helped my adhd in the past so I figured this was worth a go!

Candle Light Meditation Craze

If you go to google or youtube youll certainly find all kinds of gurus and spiritualists suggesting this meditation will "decalcify your pinal gland" which would be something impacting most of us around the age 18-30 depending on diets and things like that

Here is the issue THERE IS NO RESEARCH TO SUGGEST THIS PRACTICE DECALCIFIES YOUR PENAL GLAND. So to say if that happens or not is not my place. Im a dude who posts bangers on the internet, not a neuro scientist.

What it did do

Despite the research not being there. I can tell you in the few days of doing it I have noticed my focus has sharply improved. My fatigue isnt so bad either. My sleep schedule hasnt improved to much yet but hey! Im a college student Im busy chatting and making friends (doing essays lol).

I believe some of these symptoms are associated with the pinal gland but again, I have no idea. All I can tell you is I do eat frozen foods often and this did help. I dont have a CT scanner in my room so beyond that I have no idea lol.

How to do candle light meditation

Grab a candle, light it and turn off as many lights to get the room as dark as you can. Try to use a candle with a still flame and turn off fans aswell.

Try to focus on the most solid part of the flame for a few seconds up till 3 minutes. You ideally want to do this until you feel a fuzzy feeling in your head.

Turn away from the candle and close your eyes, you should see the imprint of the flame, stare at that for as long as you can until it goes away.

Try to do repeat process 3 times a day (in one setting) for 5 days. Usually by 5 days you should begin to feel a strange tiredness in your mind. This is what your looking for. You are overloading that part of the brain because its not really being used. Much like trying to run for the first time in a few months.

The end result

Around day 5 you should find yourself being able to focus more! Ive also heard some people report it helps them with creative writing aswell but I cant attest to that.

Let me know what you guys think! Hope it helps :>

[inosukenumberonefan]

How to catch Kirari Momobami's eye!

Things that would help!

Be a new student: As we know Kirari is a control freak that needs to be aware of everything going so when new student appear she'll probably do everything in her power to find out everything about them. If you're a first year and just enrolled for your first year you'll probably blend in with the rest of the lower classmen becaus3 she cant do extensive research on everyone of them but if you transfer mid year and you're an upper classmen she'll probably really catch her eye and dedicate her time to finding stuff out about you and maybe will even track you down and talk with you

Don't be scared or intimidated: She is used to people cowering under her gaze so if you show no signs of fear her interest will be piqued since you're 'different'

Be a woman: Girl is a lesbian so nothing else to say lol

People talk about you: This ties in with her doing research on you but it will speed up the process or increase how deep she goes

Admire her: She's 100% a narcissist so she loves compliments even though she's not swayed by them. When you compliment her she won't take interest in simple things like "You're so pretty" you need to make her feel like most gorgeous woman to ever walk thr earth. Also compliment her on things other then her looks.

Ideal personality:

Entertaining/Amusing: We all know she toys people for entertainment so being able to keep her entertained is a must. For her its easy to toy and manipulate people so someone immune to her teasing is quite interesting to her so what I'm picturing is that you tease her back which is something no one has ever dared to do.

Charming: carrying yourself with elegance is something she's definitely attracted to, being smooth is a must.

Mysterious: She's a master manipulator so she can read people easy, someone that she has no clue what they're thinking is interesting to her. + if she can't find any info about you

Bold: like I said before tease her back. Make her WANT you. Let her make the first move which is something she never does it will make her view you all the more positively.

Devoted: Don't flirt with anyone else show her that you're interested and you don't have eyes for anyone else. She won't give two shots if you try making her jealous cause she doesn't get jealous I mean look at her.

First meeting:

You've been in Hyakkaou for a few weeks now. You were already pretty used to the cruel nature of gambling in these fancy halls. However, You were never introduced to the person who established this academy, until, You were walking the halls to get to your class suddenly, the students around you start whispering and staring at somebody passing by..Kirari.

"Well, I don't believe we've met. Kirari Momobami." She took her hand out to shake.

"Y/n." You shake her hand gently but elegantly. "I must say I've been anxiously awaiting the moment where I could catch a glisme of the lovely lady running this academy." You then kiss her hand "I have to say the rumors of your beauty do not do you justice." You smile

She looked at you eyeing you up and down she wanted to tell you that flattery would get you nowhere but instead she smiled. This wasn't the usual approach she had with the students but then again, this wasn't a usual student.

"Well, I'm truly honoured you think so highly of me." She gave you a sly grin. "And what exactly was that rumour you heard about me? I like to keep my students on edge after all."

"That you're the most beautiful girl this academy has ever hosted but let's be honest you belong in the Louvre." You release her hand as you smile at her. Her eyes are cold and calculating but she puts up an endearing and polite front.

"Why you little... " She pretended to be agitated by your compliment. This was not the first time somebody tried to flatter her. She had become too accustomed to that treatment to feel anything about it anymore. She sighed, placing her hands on her hip. In the end she couldn't help herself to give back a smile. "You're a really smooth talker, you know that?"

"That wasn't my intention. I'm fairly certain you recive compliments all the time so it means nothing but truly I couldn't help but comment on your beauty, youre to breathtaking my dear."

You were right she often got compliments.

Her smile turned into a light snicker. She looked you up and down, examining you once again she couldn't figure out if you meant it or you were tryint to manipulate her, your expression was unreadable but you had a mischievous glint in your eyes.

"Your flirting skills are on point, Yoru, I'll give you that. Although, I don't believe compliments are the only way to a girl's heart. What's your tactic for those girls who don't fall for that type of talk?"

"Do you truly belive I'm flirting?" You playfully say. "I'm just stating the obvious and I don't think so lowly of you that a girl of your status could be won over with measly compliments, you know how beautiful you are I don't have to say it."

You really knew how to turn the table, she thought to herself. She's usually in the position where she's the one doing the teasing. It was refreshing and she surprinsingly... liked it. "You think so?"

"Of course dear you're like a goddess my confirmation is useless." She hummed in approval she truly couldn't figure you out.

"You know I might like compliments. I just need to be certain of the intention of the person who gives them."

"My intentions are nothing but pure I assure. I'm just expressing my admiration." You smile at her, she had to admit you were quite the charmer any other girl would be swooning.

She smirked at you. "Pure, huh? You sure you just don't have any ulterior motive? I mean you are the only one who speaks to me with such confidence in the school. You wouldn't just do this for free. What makes me so special, Yoru?"

"You're the world's best gambler not to mention you invented the house pet system which is just brilliant by the way, humiliation and dehumanization are great incentives. You command respect, im just honored to be in your presence."

You could feel her eyes looking into you, judging whether what you said was true or not. Her gaze felt as if it was analysing everything about you, even the way you breathed. After a few seconds she smiled. "I see you really know how to win me over, huh? " She was actually really enjoying this interaction with you it was like a game. It's rare that someone had managed to intrigue her so much, she was unaware of your intentions she couldn't figure you out.

"I'm winning you over you say?" You playfully say. "That certainly wasn't my intention but I'm quite flattered."

She started to chuckle and couldn't contain herself she started giggling as her eyes sparkled. She was definitely enjoying you teasing her. "Well, I'm just saying you got all the right moves." She smiled at you , twirling her hair.

"Was kissing your hand a right move because I'm fairly certain I saw a blush." You tease*

Her cheeks turned a bit red. "I-" A person like Kirari, who enjoyed teasing and looking down on others wouldn't usually be susceptible to teasing herself. Your teasing and smooth way with words really got her going.

"You got me there. So, what? You planning on kissing my hand again, Yoru?" She laughed and blushed some more. She wasn't sure she liked this experience but she couldn't help herself being intrigued.

"Maybe something else."

She looked at you, interested to how you would turn the tables on her yet again. She was definitely getting more interested in this type of attention you gave her. "You really know how to flirt, huh Yoru? Maybe I'll even let you kiss my lips."

"What about your lips down below?" You smirked. Usually she would be disgusted by such a comment but now you could see the blood rush to her face. This is what you get when somebody teases Kirari! Her, of all people, getting flustered. She was speechless, she could only stare back with an expressionless face...but her body was telling a different story, her cheeks a bright shade of red.

"I'm just kidding my sweet I would never be so crude." You cooed giving her a smug look

Her breathing became heavy as she let out a sigh. "Y-you-" *She sighed again but quickly recovered. "I-I don't know what to say after that." She was embarrassed. She felt her face warming up yet again, but she was smiling. You definitely got a rise out of her, she wanted to deny all you said but deep inside of her you really managed to hit the right spot. She was embarrassed at herself now and didn't know what to say now. You made her speechless and that's not an easy feat to accomplish so her interest only grew.

"Then I belive that means I've won our little game."

[not-goldy]

Whoever says jimin got scammed is stupid because he didn't get scammed or anything. He lent Money to someone he knows, he made sure to have done all the documenting process in case it'll be needed. And since he has written it on papers he can right now file a case against the guy and demand his money the next day if he wants. He lent money and what the other person does with his money is their choice it has nothing to do with jm. He donates 100M won every few months so it ain't a big deal for him, he might have not even expected the guy to return, he himself said it return it in 10 years lol. He doesn't expect much from the guy. The guy might have said he needs money for medical treatment for xyz so like who would not want to lend money if you have? Literally every celebrity gets taken advantage of because they're rich and famous it ain't a big deal that everyone is making out to be calling him naive and all. He's got more brain than all of you combined so let's not give advice to HIM who's surviving in that industry for a decade. He knows better than to you all.

Jimin didn't get scammed??

Didn't BigHit confirm that this happened to Jimin?

He wasn't scammed? Oh I'm sorry your highness what preferred term would you prefer to be used to describe what happened to him?

What descriptor will make you more comfortable?

Jimin hear you so-called stans- you weren't scammed. You weren't deceived, no one lied to you, disguised their motives to sell you a sob story to take advantage of your kindness, it didn't happen because of it did it will make you human and your so called stans are uncomfortable with you being human.

So you're invalidating his painful experiences because you can't accept that he has been scammed?? That makes you uncomfortable?

You are equally dumb and naive if you think there's anything he could have done to avoid that situation besides keeping his wallet closed.

What you are saying is like saying a victim of rape couldn't have been raped because she was smart enough to wear jeans instead of short skirts

Wearing Jeans won't prevent the outcome just as having that shit written on paper did nothing from the person accessing his money.

Whether he was smart naive a a cyborg- they got his money and used it to gamble. Whether you want to call that a scam robbery deception lending borrowing doesn't matter

I won't let you invalidate his experience are you mad??

the only thing he could have done to avoid getting scammed was to NOT GIVE HIS MONEY OUT.

Add something useful to the conversation. Show someone how to avoid being a victim of this scam.

even the charities he is donating to can turn out to be a scam. What then??

What dont you coconut heads get?

Your problem is what I keep saying y'all have, your inability to accept that Jimin is very very human too

When I tell y'all these people will crash out hard when they find out Jimin is actually queer and or involved with Jungkook frfr.

You are the reason he struggled with perfectionism. Always doing mental gymnastics over the very human things he does

All because you can't hold space for him to be human and flawed too. HE MADE A MISTAKE. ITS OKAY TO ADMIT THAT.

LIKE HE SAID HE HAS MADE MISTAKES OF TRUSTING THE WRONG PEOPLE IN HIS LIFE AND HE IS LEARNING HOW TO PROTECT HIMSELF

YOU DO NOT HELP THE SITUATION WHEN YOU CAN'T EVEN ACCEPT THAT HE MAKES THESE MISTAKES.

NOW LOOK AT YOU. YOU CANT can't even accept something horrible happened to him because he made a mistake BECAUSE THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE TO FACE??

we all make mistakes. He made one. Big deal

And fuck every single one of you

In case I haven't told you this lately,

I hate you so much

SET JIMIN FREE FROM YOUR WEIRD ASS OBJECTIFICATION OF HIM

HE IS HUMAN TOO

Fuck off

[cadet-songbird]

AH hiiii finding your blog at a time where I’ve suddenly become obsessed with cybertronian medical headcanons and worldbuilding is like having mana fall from the sky LOL I adore your passionate niche

Do you have any favorite, uniquely Transformer related medical headcanons or procedures? I.e. how subspace or comm system integration works with their anatomy and if it affects them when those systems are damaged, how exactly a medic would stabilize a bot that’s bleeding out and losing energon from say a gun shot wound, or even theories on critical components besides their spark or whatnot?

I’m so interested in hearing literally anything you’ve got!

WOOO! WE FOUND ANOTHER ONE

Hello, fellow human being. I love hearing from other fans that share the same interests as me :) This is the main reason I joined tumblr. Well, that and I wanted the ability to interact with Earthstellar's posts. But I digress.

I could ramble for hours on any one of these topics, but I'll restrain myself because I have homework to do. So- how does a medic stabilize a GSW victim? FYI- This is heading into headcannon-heavy waters. You're a medic on the battlefield and you're assisting a squad mate who's been blasted in the chassis. Let's say that you and your patient are no longer under fire, so you can actually start treatment.

You're looking down at your patient. They are able to talk to you in short sentences. They seem fairly coherent. Yay! Now, let's keep them that way.

Personally, I headcannon three life-saving interventions. Capping wires, sealing the spark chamber, and clamping bleeding energon lines. We also know that transformers have a core temperature of 42C (107.6F for my fellow 'muricans) so keeping our patient warm is also important to prevent hypothermia and breakdown of their natural clotting process. Mylar blankets are helpful when in the field and/or when transporting your patient.

Since this patient has a blast to the chassis, you're looking right away for any light from the spark chamber escaping. Not only is this painful for your patient to experience, but it's a fast killer. If you spot any leaking light, you'd place a temporary patch that's heat-resistant. Remember to clean the area with alcohol or another cleaner and LET IT DRY before applying the patch or sometimes it won't stick. Don't worry about how it looks. You'll worry about that later.

Next, you notice main energon lines that are leaking. You grab clamps and clamp off those lines. This is pretty straightforward. Though- make sure to give your patient pain control later because this is an intervention that hurts and will stay painful for as long as the lines are clamped. I'll attach a picture of these clamps below.

Lastly, our patient blowing up would be less than ideal so let's *not* have sparking wires around leaking energon (Which is combustable)! This step is pretty straightforward. AND GUESS WHAT

There's different caps for different sizes and kinds of wires. Kinda like human airway adjuncts are color coded.

Alrighty. Those are your first three steps in keeping your patient alive. OFC, you're nowhere near being done but these are most critical issues out of the way. After these interventions, you need to confirm that your patient has sensation, circulation, and motion in all limbs. Note any discrepancies and don't forget to document interventions.

...there ya go! Now, it's time for me to be actually productive today.

[tavina-writes]

LXC would've gotten disbarred

After I kind of drifted away from the cnovel translation forum I used to be a part of, like, a decade ago, I thought to myself: my translator days are over! I will not translate stuff again! The post about if NMJ has hobbies (found here if you want to see it) was merely a blip on the radar of “not translating anything.” 

Alas, I appear to have descended into a new pit, and that is seeing things in the other translations of mdzs and going back to the Chinese to look at things, discussing with @autumnslantern and just, translating snippets of this book and then deciding to share the results. 

In this case, it’s a passage from Chapter 73, which is doing the rounds again, but I’ve most commonly seen as evidence for “LXC really wanted to say something about the treatment of the Wens but got steamrolled by NMJ’s objections” and I kind of just want to wave at the title of this post because if Chinese Novel!Xichen had been my defense lawyer, I would fire him. I would want him disbarred lol. I love him but this was not a shiny moment of Xichen getting steamrolled. 

Again, this appears like it will get long, so meta under the cut: 

The passage in question in this one, which is early on in Chapter 73: 

The fantranslation I have access to says this: 

Lan XiChen responded a moment later, “I have heard of Wen Qing’s name a few times. I do not remember her having participated in any of the Sunshot Campaign’s crimes.”

Nie MingJue, “But she’s never stopped them either.”

Lan XiChen, “Wen Qing was one of Wen RuoHan’s most trusted people. How could she have stopped them?”

Nie MingJue spoke coldly, “If she responded with only silence and not opposition when the Wen Sect was causing mayhem, it’s the same as indifference. She shouldn’t have been so disillusioned as to hope that she could be treated with respect when the Wen Sect was doing evil and be unwilling to suffer the consequences and pay the price when the Wen Sect was wiped out.”

Lan XiChen knew that because of what happened to his father, Nie MingJue abhorred Wen-dogs more than anything, especially with how intolerable he was toward evil. Lan XiChen didn’t say anything else.

One of the sect leaders spoke up, “What Sect Leader Nie said is quite right. Besides, Wen Qing is one of Wen RuoHan’s most trusted people. You’re telling me she never participated? Well I don’t buy it. Is there any Wen-dog without a single drop of blood on their hands? Maybe it’s just that we haven’t found out about it yet!”

The Chinese text that these passages correspond to is this: 

蓝曦臣沉吟道：“这位温情的大名我知晓几分，似乎没听说她参与过射日之征中任何一场凶案的。”

聂明玦道：“可她也没有阻拦过。”

蓝曦臣道：“温情是温若寒的亲信之一，如何能阻拦？”

聂明玦冷冷地道：“既然在温氏作恶时只是沉默而不反对，那就等同于袖手旁观。总不能妄想只在温氏兴风作浪时享受优待，温氏覆灭了就不肯承担苦果付出代价。”

蓝曦臣知道，因家仇之故，对温狗聂明玦是最为痛恨，他又是完全容不得沙子的性情，便不再言语。一名家主道：“聂宗主此言正是。况且温情既然是温若寒的亲信，说她没参与过？我是不信的。温狗哪个手上不沾几条人命？也许只是没被我们发现而已！”

Which I got from this source on the internet. At some point I should invest in buying an actual physical copy of this text, but I spent my discretionary Chinese book money on a great copy of Yanxi Palace so I’ll have to wait on my physical MDZS copy. 

Anyway, what follows are a bunch of screenshots of the translation process of this section and then some cleanup and a basic summary. 

Idk about you all, but I do not call someone a pejorative equivalent of WRH’s toady/crony/trusted ally, while saying “why would she stop his horrible crimes!” and then think that my good friend would have to “turn a blind eye” if we were to let her off when I’m trying very hard to defend her against the masses but am getting steamrolled into agreeing that she probably deserved it. 

Indeed, the two things that LXC says in this scene are: “I have heard briefly of Wen Qing’s reputation, it does not appear that she personally murdered anyone…” and “she’s a crony of WRH, how would she have stopped his atrocities?” 

Now, I actually like him more after realizing this fact, because he was being mildly bitchy about this! And honestly, given that the Wen burned down his house and killed his dad and killed a bunch of Lan cultivators and broke Wangji’s leg and kidnapped Wangji and nearly killed Xichen himself and he had to flee with a bunch of their sacred texts…I’d say he’s earned the right to be bitchy about them. 

But also if I were Wen Qing depending on Zewu-jun for his excellent defense lawyering skills at my criminal trial I would want him disbarred. And also fired. 

[irene9900]

Flowers

Giyuu Tomioka x GN!Reader

Flufftember

Content Warnings: Canon typical violence, injuries, to those allergic to lavender I'm sorry, bed-sharing, night-terrors, getting cut by glass, reader is like a nurse of sorts at the butterfly mansion/has a lot of medical knowledge, limited knowledge of medicine (from me lol),

A/N: I had many different ideas for this one (some might turn into other fics/drabbles) and I listened to Chuck Berry while writing this. This also got more carried away than originally planned. Flowers became an afterthought, nonetheless I hope you enjoy. Posted a few days early just because.

Word Count: 1,000+

The recent battle had been a tough one for the stoic pillar. The demon had been stronger than previously anticipated, leaving Giyuu barely conscious after finally defeating the demon. Through the efforts of the kakushi, he was brought to the butterfly mansion for further treatment. 

Upon his arrival, you were tasked with cleaning up his wounds and bandaging them. As you removed his uniform you noticed glass shards trickle out, and scratches along his torso. Why is all that glass there, you thought, wasn’t he in the forest when he battled the demon? 

Your thoughts drift as you clean the glass from his wounds. You've known Tomioka for a good bit of time, from before he was a hashira. He was always a quiet one, hardly holding a conversation, but he did sit and listen to your rambles when he was treated at the butterfly mansion. He often stopped by along his routes too, he always brought sweets or other trinkets with him when he visited the mansion. When he visited you. Sometimes he told you stories, when you were alone, that is, he didn’t tell you about the bad parts of his missions, but rather the people he met along the way and how he came into possession of the newest piece of your ever growing collection of trinkets. While it was his job to travel across the vast country slaying demons, your job was here, tending to the wounded and healing, seldom traveling to the other wisteria houses for lent support. 

One of your favorite items you’ve received from him was a book on medicinal flowers and herbs. It reminded you of some of the medical books Kocho had stored in her office. It was a useful book Giyuu found when he passed through the city. It’s come in handy a few times, you’ve even added a few notes in the margins here and there that aid your studying. You carried that book with you in your med bag everywhere you went. 

His wounds were mostly superficial, save for the three gashes on his arm, which you had promptly disinfected and stitched. You disinfected the rest of his wounds littered along his arms and chest, before wrapping his arms in bandages. Getting up from the bedside, you carefully pull a top on him, tying it loosely. You grab your med bag, your book falling out in the process. It falls to the page on the lavender plant, one you have held interest in for a while.

Hm? Well lavender does have calming properties, I could put some by his bedside, you thought. You walked out towards the garden, cutting off a few stems to place in a small vase. An extra measure, you draped your haori over him, while you cleaned his. With one last sweep through the room, you turned to leave.

“Rest well, Tomioka, I’ll be back to check on you later.” you say as you quietly close the door behind you.

It was a pretty uneventful day afterwards, with Giyuu still resting, not even a small twinge from you inserting an IV. Until you heard screams down the hall from your room. You jumped up, grabbing your scarcely used blade and ran to the source. Your heart drops in your chest when you realize whose room it is, who it is. 

You burst open the door to find an asleep Giyuu, thrashing in his bed, pulling at his bandages and IV. You dropped the sword you were carrying and rushed over immediately to calm the man. Grabbing his wrists, trying to overpower the man, to no avail.

You let go, moving closer to his head, hands coming up to rub his temples. You whispered to him, trying to gently wake him up. Slowly the thrashing stopped, and he woke up. Your eyes met his dark orbs. His face went from panicked to calm, relaxing in your touch. You moved to the side of the bed, sitting on the edge.

“Where’d you go?” he whispered. You looked at him puzzled, you hadn’t been there most of the day. “You were here, then all of a sudden you left me. I couldn’t feel your presence anymore.” 

Your eyes scanned down to your haori, which had fallen off of him at some point and onto the floor, “Tomioka-san, I haven’t been here most of the day. I’ve been running around the butterfly estate.” You respond. 

A soft oh escapes his lips, leaving you both in a calm silence. You impulsively reached up and stroked his hair, brushing your fingers through his soft locks.

“Are you feeling better?” You ask, retreating your hand from his hair. Before you could fully pull away, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you against him. 

“Don’t leave please,” he barely manages to whisper. So you don’t. You pull yourself under the sheets. Letting him cling on to you for dear life, tears running down his face. It was different to see him so… vulnerable. Before, his body language was always the same, distant. Always an arm length away, except now. He held you tightly to his chest, as if you would slip away at any moment.  You both fell back asleep peacefully like that. 

He wakes in the morning to your sleeping form, arms wrapped around his neck, head buried in his chest, he freezes. His mind can’t remember how you got there or why he was holding you. You slowly awaken from your sleep, rubbing your head against his chest. You meet his eyes, also freezing upon realization. You untangle yourself from him gently, making sure not to hit his wounds. Profusely apologizing about what happened. 

Before you can leave, however, he grabs your wrist firmly, keeping you back.

“What happened?” He asks, letting go of your wrist. You turn to see him better, gliding back to the bed. 

“You don’t remember?” you ask, confused. 

“I remember you leaving and coming back. I don’t remember you getting in my bed.”

He doesn’t remember the nightmare, you thought. You begin to recount the prior events, starting with him arriving at the butterfly mansion, leaving your haori in place of his dirty one, placing an IV later in the evening, to the nightmare he seemed to be having. 

“I remember smelling lavender. I thought I dreamed of you.”

“Oh, the lavender? That’s what I put by your bedside. The book you gave me said it had calming properties. Plus it reminded me of you.” 

“Not from the flowers. From you.” 

“Ohh…”, you weren’t sure of what to say. It was hard to find the words to explain that feeling in your chest, knowing he felt safe and comfortable with you. Awkward silence filled the air.

“What happened to my uniform? My haori?” Giyuu broke the silence, eyes searching around the room for his belongings.

“I discarded the uniform, there were a lot of broken pieces of glass over it, but I cleaned your haori. It’s in my room,” you reply. 

“Broken glass… that means-” he muttered. 

“Means what?” you ask.

“I just-,” He pauses, “I had something special in there for you. It’s nothing really.”

Your ears perked up, “Something for me?”

“There was a stall selling perfumes, the scent reminded me of you, so I purchased it.” 

“That’s so sweet Tomioka-san. You don’t have to bring me gifts every time you see me. I appreciate them though.” 

“I want to bring them to you,” he says, “I don’t really know the right words to say, but I’m fond of you. You give me feelings I never thought I could experience.”

“I’m very fond of you too.” You blush. 

Bonus:

“You know, since you like lavender, I could press these flowers for you to keep. I know it's not much compared to all you’ve given me, but-”

“I would love that. I’ll cherish anything you give me.”

[scaryarcade]

had a horrible time today reading this case study about schema therapy as a potential treatment option for DID. seems weird and bad to me from the get-go since it seems the focus is on getting the patient to do trauma processing as soon as possible and that the timeline for treatment is so rigid. but like, nothing jumped out to me as TRULY awful until i got to the section detailing how the patient's "punitive" parts (persecutors) were handled by her therapist:

off to a not great start already, but let's find out what they mean by "banishing". maybe it's not that bad.

i do wonder what that last sentence entails exactly. i think maybe a patient saying "i don't want to get rid of a part of me" is probably a request that should be respected and not met with "repeated education" to the contrary until said patient complies lol.

i mean feeling routinely silenced, diminished and trapped is an overwhelmingly common theme among persecutor alters but sure, yeah, let's literally silence, shrink and incarcerate them. only good things can come of this 👍

am i overreacting or is this like. a jaw droppingly awful and cruel thing for a therapist to do. like i'm left a little speechless by this. i may be biased bc i Have Experience being a suicidal persecutor myself lol but like i can't even imagine how damaging it would be if a therapist directly addressed me with that kind of sentiment. after a suicide attempt.

anyway none of the 4 named authors of this case study seem to have any association with like, the isstd for example, so i'm hoping this is a relatively isolated Thing. and that "tell your clients' suicidal alters they aren't welcome in their own lives, and have them annihilated with violent imagery" does not, in fact, catch on as a viable treatment option