#tw substance abuse mention

[heavenbarnes]

ok a lot of new followers so there is something you should know about me- i’m in active recovery for substance abuse, meaning i’m living entirely sober.

when i write, i may make allusions to other characters ‘drinking’ or reader having an unspecified ‘drink’ but for my own wellbeing (and recovery) i cannot write about reader being drunk/tipsy/explicitly drinking alcohol.

i write our ‘reader’ as everyone and that includes myself and that includes taking care of myself- hope everyone understands 🫶🏼

love, your cosmos x

[danikatze]

[ID in alt text]

Imagine being addicted to sleeping medication because you get bad PTSD nightmares, and then you don't have access to the meds.. Not saying Masa cures the PTSD, but I'm sure he has a calming effect.

[proship-selfship]

So. Antis found the survey. Let's take a look. CW: mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, substance abuse, and CSEM.

Yes, let's equate using fiction to cope with trauma to self harm and eating disorders. That's totally not a bad take that's been disproven multiple times.

A few things wrong with this. One; using the term "child porn" when referring to fan works. "Porn" implies consent. Living, breathing children cannot consent. Two; to my knowledge, American law dictates that drawings don't count as CSEM. Three; Employers usually don't care that much about your taste in fiction. If they're worth a damn, they'll want to protect their employee against harassment, or they'll laugh it off. Even so, threats by antis to get people fired over fandom stuff have rarely gone through, from what the responses to the employment question tells me.

This survey is NOT a public forum. Nobody's going to see your responses except for me.

[willtheweirdrat]

Reblog if you struggle with loneliness, substance abuse, or a desperate need to escape London

[xx-slug-xx]

//cw- self harm and substance abuse mentions

“Using dark fiction to cope is self harm!”

Self harm is self destructive by nature. It actively causes physical and/or mental harm to the person. That’s why self sabotage is also a form of self harm. Self harm can be done by simply trying to get yourself fired from your job for no other reason than the fact that you feel like you don’t deserve it. It can also be in the form of becoming distant from loved ones. Self harm isn’t always about hurting yourself physically, but I don’t feel like I need to really explain that part too much. If you do something that you know will cause mental or physical harm to you, but do it anyway, it’s self harm.

It’s true that not all coping mechanisms are healthy, but it really depends on how someone is using the coping mechanism as well as the coping mechanism itself. If someone is smoking weed to cope, that’s valid and there’s tons of research that tells us that it can be beneficial. However, if someone is using weed to cope, is having panic attacks because of their personal reaction to weed, and is struggling financially because of how much weed they are smoking, then it’s absolutely not healthy. Specifically for that person though. But I can’t tell someone how to live their lives. I can recognize it’s unhealthy and give people advise, but their struggle with their mental health isn’t any less valid because they are not coping in a healthy way. I’m also not going to assume that everyone who smokes weed to cope will react to weed the same way, and have the same financial struggles, that this individual is experiencing.

I feel like a lot of fantis who cry about how exposing yourself to dark fiction is self harm got it wrong though. The people who use dark fic to cope are able to gain something positive from it. It is what works for them. It’s self expression in the form of art and I think that’s beautiful. However, I see so many fantis purposely exposing themselves to dark content that’s properly tagged. They know what’s going to happen, they read the warnings, they know how they will react to this sort of content, but they still choose to expose themselves to content that they know they’ll have a bad reaction to. This, by deffiniton, is self harm. It baffles my mind that fantis keep pointing fingers at people who use dark fic to cope, meanwhile, they’re pointing three more at themselves. If anyone is harming themselves with dark fiction, it’s fantis.

I’m concerned by this honestly, if anything else. Mostly because I’m 90% sure most fantis don’t realize it’s self harm. I’m positive that fantis are projecting onto those who do use dark fiction to cope though. Mostly because they can’t imagine getting any benefits out of this coping mechanism, only negative reactions to it, and assume it must be true for everyone else too. I feel bad for them, too a point, as I’m obviously not excusing a lot their actions they do in response to seeing said dark fiction. But then again, starting drama with people and risking getting doxxed and harassed could be a form of self sabotage too. Overall, I’d argue that being involved in pointless internet drama and arguments is self harm just because of how much of a negative affect it has on people. Surrounding one’s self in constant negativity is definitely not healthy.

(Side note: anyone who harasses and has doxxed a fanti still isn’t cool imo, but that’s not the point of this post lol. But when you start drama online, it’s always a risk regardless and I wanted to mention it)

[friendofthecrows]

Tw: dark topics time

Context: Design a Detective poll (positive traits)

I'll combine them in proportional quantities into a character and then write something with them.

(The average % across all results is "a normal amount of this trait." Low % and high % treated accordingly.)

Follow-up polls planned:

What type of detective?

What type of mystery?

(Possibly) Arch nemesis traits?

Reblog for more data? (´｡^ ᵕ ^｡`) ♡

[abracaxfuckxyou]

((Drabble for @dreamsofalife to go along with a current thread. Under read more for heavy topics dealing with substance abuse, depression, mental health, and suicide/suicide ideation. This is for rp purposes only, please do not reblog.))

It’s a wonder he made it here in his state as is. Running off in a panic like he had only added to the loss of time he’d felt. There had been endless tunnels, endless faces; some looking at him with confusion, some with concern. It was only when his mind cleared that he was aware of which Buttercream he’d come to.

It was the layer beneath Gutter City.

Of course it was. He’d heard rumor that if you needed a boost or something to take the edge off, this was the place to go. His only intention was to numb himself, make him forget the pain and terror of being completely under the spell of someone else. But the more he thought about it, the more he was leaning towards a far more drastic decision.

He couldn’t be placed under mind control if he was no longer around. He couldn’t hurt his friends if he simply vanished from this existence. It wasn’t quite as rash as a decision as it seemed. Although when you were shaken to your core as completely as he had been, it starts to seem like the only logical solution.

After asking around for a little bit, he came across a man named Lunchbox. As his name suggested, he did indeed have a lunchbox on his person. But it wasn’t exactly filled with food and snacks...

“So what can I interest you in? You look like you’re having a rough go of it. Need a little something to dull ya up?” the man asked.

Montrose shook his head, one arm crossed over his chest, the other rubbing the back of his neck. He swallowed thickly before answering. “No, I need something stronger... Something a bit more permanent, if you get what I mean...”

Lunchbox sighed. “Well, you aren’t the first person to ever ask me that. Before I even try to pitch anything to you, I always gotta ask; are you absolutely sure you want this?”

“Yes,” he replied with little hesitation. “More than anything. It’s the only way this nightmare will end...”

The man gave another sigh. “So what exactly are you looking for?”

“Ketamine, preferably cut with something,” he explained.

Lunchbox takes a moment to dig through his box, pulling something out. “This one will be the easiest on you. Peaceful and quite. Put you to sleep.”

“I’ll take it,” Montrose said, offering the man what coin he had on him.

“Gotta ask one more time... Are you sure?”

“Lord have mercy, yes, I’m sure,” he said, a little harsher than he meant. “S-Sorry...”

“Alright,” the man said, taking the coin and handing over the drugs. “I know a quiet spot. No one really goes there, nice and secluded. Should give you some peace while you, you know. I’ll come back there later, make sure you’re taken care of properly.” There was a small pause. “No one’s coming lookin’ for ya, are they?”

“After what I did... I’m not so sure. But it’s better they not find me...” Montrose added. Lunchbox shrugged in reply and motioned for him to follow. A few minutes later they arrived at a fairly unused space. It was far from any other people around here. He drew back a curtain to reveal a small room.

“You should be fine in here. I’ll be nearby in case you change your mind. Just holler for me if you do,” Lunchbox said before leaving him be.

Montrose moved into the small room, sitting against the opposite wall. He was shaking, but he was determined to go through with it. The prepping process was familiar but brought back unpleasant feelings and memories. He remembered what it was like before, being so numb that he’d hurt himself quite a bit, unable to feel any pain under its influence. But the peace it had brought him had made the horribleness of his life feel just that much more bearable. Soon it would bring complete peace...

“I’m sorry guys... I hope someday you can forgive me...” He said as the plunger of the syringe was pushed down. There was that old familiar sting. It wouldn’t take too much longer. For now he would sit quietly until it started to kick in.

As he slowly could feel his head getting fuzzy, he was starting to lose some of the feeling in his hands and feet. Though it was soft and slightly slurred he began to sing himself to sleep.

“I remember tears streaming down your face  When I said I'll never let you go...  When all those shadows... almost killed your light...  I remember you... said don't leave... me here alone...  But all... that's dead... and... gone and... passed tonight...  Just close your eyes... the sun is... going down  You'll be alright... no one can hurt... you now...  Come morning light... you... and I'll... be safe... and... sou-...”

As the last word stay unfinished, darkness swallowed his vision and mind... He could have sworn he heard the distant sound of his friends calling his name...

[emotionaleating]

pls don’t flirt with me i want to be nonchalant so bad but i unfortunately crave connection so intensely that i will give you my entire soul and forgive you over and over until i’ve lost myself completely and feel like i’m drowning

[champbot]

B33 < finalllyyyy finished my beta troll headcaon lineup!! furst things furst, my ask box is open for Beta troll + kids drawing requests!! I need to purractice drawing the sillies

alsooo feel like mentioning, these hc’s are for the early half of the game - I am gonna draw their adult + post game looks because thoseee headcanons are different

like for example!! I hc aradia gaining a lot of weight after no longer inhabiting her robo bod! Eridan being able to express their gender identity in the dream bubbles!

Tbf the art is sort of old, and I already want to update my designs but whatevs

Hcs under the cut…. B33

Here’s my personal headcanons, don’t start shit, if you don’t like, you can make ur own post with ur own hcs BDD

Aradia Medigo - transfem aroace spec

~ Struggles with persistent depression but is recovering slowly

~ Puts on weight after the game

~ ASD

Tavros Nitram - transmasc polysexual

~ bulks up during the game!

~ Legs are prosthetics, he still uses their chair on rougher days

~ anxiety and ptsd, struggles with unhealthy attachments (clearly)

Sollux Captor - nonbinary pan

~ Also ASD + Bipolar

~ Acne scars!!

~ Lisp is from crooked teeth

Karkat Vantas - Nonbinary he/himmer, poly with masc pref

~ Super repressed about gender during the game, Jegbert helps with coming to terms with things

~ Anger issues as a response to traumatic living conditions on alternia

~ Adult him is very fat and hairy :)

Nepeta Leijon - transmasc trixic

~ Comes out during the game

~ ASD and ADHD, cannot mask well

~ Looks tiny and weak but could bench press you (cuz its funny)

Kanaya Maryam - femby lesbian (she wears binders :o

~ total vegan till she goes rainbowdrinker

~ binds regularly, prefers a flat silhouette

~ gender + sexuality relationship is unique due to pansexual being the societies default

Terezi Pyrope - Transfem queer

~ does not shave, ever under any circumstances

~ OCD, has a lotttt of rituals

~ transed her gender pre game due to flarping

Vriska Serket - Transfem lesbian

~ ASPD, doing treatment, symptoms lesson as she gets older

~ has severe scarring on her left side, when she is younger she hides scarring via makeup and long clothes cuz teenage insecurity she grows out of

~ same as terezi, flarping helped her come out, terezi and her are very close cuz of this similarity

Equius Zahhak - Agender asexual

~ hypersexual and sex repulsed

~ ASD, also bad at masking, hence why meowrails get along so well

~ has hyperhydrosis

Gamzee Makara - nonbinary ??????

~ bpd, he tends to split on people accidentally, Karkat is his fp :)

~ disassociates often, memory is poor and has slow processing because his thoughts always feel crowding

~ his abuse of sopor pies is a coping mechanism, helps with his sensory issues

Eridan Ampora - Genderfluid pan

~ definitely was a really obnoxious femboy at one point before coming out

~ a lot of their incel-ness comes from repressing their gender

~ ASD, really bad at reading other people

Feferi Peixes - demigirl pan

~ if kanaya is alternia goth, then Fef definitely is, big into counterculture

~ ASD, hyperempath, way too good at masking except for when she’s overtly excited

~ is a vegan, feels incredibly guilty for feeding her lusus

Anyways…. If you read all that congrats lollll

[akirathedramaqueen]

Stolas: A Gradual Descent to the Bottom of the Bottle

This post analyzes Stolas's situation with alcohol and discusses whether the show effectively represents this systemic issue, and what it implies about real life.

The take is certainly not unique, but I decided to post it anyway to spread awareness about how subtle, seemingly harmless, occasional drinking can seamlessly turn into a full-blown addiction over time.

TW: substance abuse, addiction, alcoholism

Is Stolas an alcoholic?

The answer seems obvious at first. You look at him—all posh, intelligent, and articulate—and you might think, "He doesn’t look like one." You won’t find him, Satan forbid, somewhere under a porch, or truly dependent on the bottle, like drinking during the day—or not absinthe, anyway.

Sure, he drinks sometimes, but it’s fine . . . right? Everyone drinks sometimes. Everyone deserves to feel a bit happier after something bad happens once.

Or twice.

Or thrice . . .

. . . Oh.

Not so obvious anymore, eh?

The real issue here is that the answer is kind of between 'yes' and 'no.' My TL;DR is that the show makes it pretty clear his drinking is becoming problematic, but it’s not quite there yet. And it will become alcoholism soon enough if nothing changes.

I think what we see happening to Stolas right now is an excellent, textbook example of how people end up there. So let’s get into his head, explore where he stands, and what it means for us and for him.

It starts easy

It doesn’t happen in one day. It's not like you get up early one especially glum morning and decide, "Hey, that's a good day to ruin my life!"

It's a vulnerability that makes you susceptible to drinking. Constant pressure. Anxiety. Depression. Trauma.

And you might find yourself wanting to do everything, anything, to get it out of your brain. Not think about it for one evening. Forget.

What a pathetic fucking man!

Her attacking you, whether physically, verbally, in public or private. You, having no one to turn to, having no way to mend it, having to keep up appearances for your kid.

We all have bad days. Bad situations. It’s not to say that one wild night is inevitably going to turn you into an alcoholic. But when you allow the bottle to be your crutch for life, when it becomes a habit to avoid uncomfortable, traumatic events, then . . .

Then it turns into a coping mechanism

You know, it’s . . . it’s simpler. It’s comfortable. Soothing.

You can’t kick her out of the house. You can’t make the man you love love you back. You can’t get a support network because she ostracized you from royal social circles and made a laughing stock out of you.

But you can forget. Forget that one excruciatingly humiliating night. Where not only was all your dirty laundry thrown out on the dance floor for everyone to see, but also, that said romantic interest made it clear it’s only about sex.

You used to have a smoking wife, a kid, you had it all! I hope you didn't give it up so you and him could get it up

Stolas, don't act like what we have is anything but you wanting me to fuck you, okay? You make that really clear all the time.

Forget well enough to fall asleep drunk on the floor among the only living beings who didn't run from you yet. Maybe only just because they are in pots and don't have legs.

And it spirals out of control

Things get gradually worse. Your only lifeline—your . . . uh, romantic interest and daughter—fall out of reach. He finds every reason to avoid you. She hasn't visited you since that LA incident.

Your only power move with a divorce request turns into a lengthy, exhausting proceeding and leads to an assassination attempt. Your—what are you even anymore?—romantic interest pretty much ignores your distress call, or so you think.

You go with a showdown. You can't stand the ambiguity anymore. You want to know whether there's something behind your transactional thing. It's either 'yes' or 'no,' and . . .

It doesn't end too well.

Lastly, you go to a party to try to unwind (or at least be polite, because it's rude to ignore invitations). But your ex's (???) ex acts cruelly, and you don't feel comfortable there. And the wound is still fresh, bleeding . . .

Fuck it, the absinthe won't cut it. Beelzejuice it is then.

And here we are, back to our starting question

Stolas wears a functional alcoholism guise. Or dangerously close to it. Because that's what I believe is going on.

He is still a functional member of society, but he is shown not being capable of processing his trauma without the bottle in hand. And, as things get worse for him, we see the bottle or the glass or any other alcohol container more often on the screen.

For now, he's hanging on, but it's just a matter of a flip switch—the moment when every second of his life will start to feel unbearable without alcohol, simply because there are no other ways to cope.

It's worth noting, though, that Stolas isn't the only character depicted struggling with the urge to drink away his problems.

The most obvious example is Verosika, who is a severe case of alcoholism. We won't delve deep into her character since I want to focus on gradual decline rather than the end result, but we rarely see her without a bottle. There are a couple of scenes where she doesn't hold one, but these moments are situational. She's also been to rehab at least once and only got out because of her reputation.

But there is another character I'd like to dissect, because this will answer the lingering question, "Is there a way out?"

Blitzø, and why he didn't fall victim to this

We saw Blitzø drinking too, at the Bee’s party. To a rather disturbing degree, actually.

But why does no one say he has an alcohol problem, even though he did use alcohol as a coping mechanism? 

Because Blitzø is an example of how the addiction might be prevented and what ultimately makes a difference, a turning point.

To start off, we first see him not in the bar. We see him at home with a pint of melting ice-cream. Dude sugar-bombed himself to sleep . . . after the already mentioned disastrous date with Stolas at Ozzie's, that is.

And then he gets a call from Loona, who asks to pick her up from the party. He has no plans to stay there whatsoever.

But what changed his mind? Pressure did. 

He was pressured by both Loona and an old acquaintance to stop by. (I stress that no one is wrong for this, by the way—he still had the agency to turn the invitation down.) He reluctantly agreed to one drink . . . which we know how ended.

It's much harder to keep it to just one drink when you're sad and alcohol makes you feel better. Nobody wants to be sad.

But with all that said, Blitzø is extremely resilient. In contrast to Stolas—who is strong in his own way but slipping despite all the privilege, magic, and immortality that Blitzø thinks make him invincible—Blitzø never let that one drinking occasion become a habit.

Because he has a support network. However closed off he is, he has his business to take care of, Loona, and M&M. He has things he likes to do and he has people he cares about.

Stolas has all the money in the world, but no friends or activities he could look forward to. He doesn't seem happy with his royal life at all, referring to himself as an owl in a gilded cage.

So the difference is, essentially, this: Blitzø has alternatives and doesn't see alcohol as an outlet. There is a wonderful post from @warblogs17282 which has similar points I make, but also, it shows another angle of Blitzø's relationship with alcohol—his, unfortunately, long history with addiction in family. So that contributes, too.

Is Stolas a lost cause?

Gods, no. But it’s definitely a problem by this point. 

Is he an active alcoholic? Maybe not yet. He isn't Verosika yet. But he is getting there, which I think is the point the show makes.

Alcohol might be a one-time patch on especially rough days, and you might wake up the next day strong and aware enough not to make a habit of it. But the problem is, Stolas already has a habit, and he doesn't have anything to replace it. 

To solve it, he needs just that—a replacement for the bottle. Someone who cares. My hope is that one particular red lizard will share his pint of ice cream and his love. And maybe then, grim days won't be as grim anymore, even when the absinthe stays in the store, or wherever these royals get their alcohol.

Closing note. Why it’s important to talk about this in real life context

Warning: Extreme TMI

I had an alcoholic in the family, and this topic triggers me because, for him, it also started as "no biggie."

He was still functional for years, coming to work regularly. But he was slipping. He drank more, skipped work, and eventually became unbearable for his family—my family, even if not immediate. His wife requested a divorce. He got isolated. He drank even more. Eventually, he got fired because it's not appropriate for a director to skip work and reek of ethanol. The smell was so strong that people couldn't be in the same room with him. He tried other jobs. He aced interviews thanks to 30 years of experience and a solid background. But he got fired again because he couldn't live up to his legacy anymore. At the end, he descended into what you would call full-blown alcoholism.

So, you followed his story, and my question is: Did it start here, when he couldn't help it anymore? Or did it start a couple of years before that, when alcohol became too comfortable as an outlet for struggles?

I've had rough months too—with the war in Ukraine and everything happening with my family—when I realized it became comfortable for me to drink my problems away. Because it works. Because it’s pleasant not to deal with anything, to force your brain to shut up and be happy for one evening.

And it's terrifying to realize I had (thankfully, I don't have anymore for a long time by now) those patterns of thinking: "Jeez, I just want to drink and forget this happened."

Because I saw where it leads. And the farther you go, the harder it becomes to say 'no.'

So please, pay attention to the ones you care about. Pay attention to yourself.

[omg-ame-chan]

lets develop a healthy coping mechanism!!! (maladaptive daydreaming) aw dang it (selfharm) aw dang it (starving self) aw dang it (self isolation) aw dang it (substance abuse) aw dang it (hypersexuality) aw dang it (bottling up emotions) aw d

should make an edit of that "lets go gambling!!!" video but instead it's "lets develop healthy coping mechanisms!!!" and everytime the loud buzzer sound of the casino slots goes off the x's are instead edited to be an in fact Unhealthy Coping Mechanism

[intrusive-thoughts-only]

All vices are fair game with BPD, how many can you collect?

Now Featuring: Substance Use, Self Harm, Binge Drinking, Sex, Nicotine, Starving Yourself, and so much more!

[f4t-tr4nny]

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[killerssideblog]

this user, substances edition. no judgement if you use these, i made them for a reason.

[mcshizzle-the-fire-boy]

When shit goes down? In drugs I drown!

[gaysexdungon]

Tip for shoplifters or people looking to stash drugs:

Get a teddy bear or other plushie, a medium or larger one is best. Cut a hole in the back, just straight down the back in the middle. Get it a little shirt to cover the hole. Carry it with you. Doubles as comforting and a tool.

For stealing: People find this endearing or odd. This will distract them from the fact that you are stealing. If they find it endearing they will view you as too innocent to steal. If they find it odd they will be too focused on that to notice things. At least in my experience. Don’t be a dick, only steal from corporations who do more harm than good.

For stashing: Good stash place too. If you are using it as a stash place it good because if you carry it with you 24/7 you are less likely to lose it and people will not mess with it out of fear of upsetting you if you are worried about someone searching your stuff. Helpful if you sleep with it too.

It is also just nice to have a plushie friend, I’d carry one anyways. Sending luck.