HI!

This is a side blog! Collectively refer to us as M if you wanna! We are an adult. Asks are Open!

[my-systems-doodles]

Welcome to our blog!

We wanna share our sillier goings on inside our head, though sometimes our posts may end up more serious.

I'm Ellie, writing this! I'll be the main artist for this blog, though a lot of us can draw (Host is our main artist!). We fully invite questions, answering questions is fun!! Any of our headmates may answer them. And singlets can interact as much as they like!

We tend to use any terms on a whim, with no real bias. We will ignore any drama stuff :).

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We've used the "fingers on the same hand" metaphor before because none of our relationships really slot into any external categories. It's a different class of interaction.

I'm in your brainspace with both of our thoughts. I know things you'd never tell another soul, and you know the same about me. I've literally watched you shit. You've watched me break in ways no one else knows about. We've got our secrets, but I know you better than anyone else ever will.

We've been through the same fucked-up things and we grew up wrapped around each other to handle it. You're shaped by the absence of me; I'm the yin to your yang, all the things you needed but didn't want. I hate what you did to me to survive, but I can't hate you when I know exactly why you did it. You feel the same, in your own way.

We've got the same parents, but what's between us isn't the same as what's going on with our external sibling. We care for each other, but I'm not your mom or therapist. I'm sitting with you while you jack off or fuck- I'll even participate, but we're not going out on candlelit dinners or dating. We get work done together, but we're not coworkers.

You're not me. You shouldn't get a tattoo without asking me first. When we die, you'll be the last soul I talk to. Neither of our names will be on the headstone.

We're in the same system. That's our relationship.

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Forever thinking about the guy who jumped when I spoke to him because he... wasn't used to other people speaking in his head.

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Our system has a bizarre amount of C names. This isn't even all of them...

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Figuring things out for this blog ran into a few minor problems hehe.