#dissonaut

[mogaiboards]

new system flag!

8 stripes/original | 4 stripes/simplified

Dissointesi: a gender that's connected to being a dissonaut or dissociation holder in a system; can feel empty or fuzzy because of dissociation, and can feel close to being without a gender (like agender, gendervoid, etc); can only be understood in the context of being plural/in a system and is therefore exclusive to plurals

[septembersanctuary]

Dissonaut

A system member that holds or constantly experiences intense dissociation. They may numb the body or cause the body to dissociate upon fronting.

"Disso-" from "dissociate" and "-naut" meaning "sailor".

Do not use if you're anti-endogenic systems or a community exclusionist.

[bewrath]

𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚂 ,      𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃      𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖      --      makes him feel     as if       he’s walked      beyond      a threshold      of      asthenia      at      only      his own     expenditure ,      taxing the self     of sanity      he so desperately     clings to      like      a thin ,      small thread      --      warranting      𝙵𝚄𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙴 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝚂𝙿 ,      one that      slips      so easily      from the comfort      of cotton ,      the warmth      of silk .     imprisoned in     jumper ,     existing      in      eternal gray     as fabric     wears similar     to sandpaper ,     he rests     in his hollow shell     unbothered      ----      only with his     depletion ,      dwindling logic ,     the lack      of      self - aware      to surroundings .     ❝      𝙸 𝚆𝙰𝚂𝙽’𝚃     expecting      a visitor .     ❞ 

@dissonaut​

[crimewroughtarc]

❝     the world out there has teeth and it is hungry and it is stupid and it eats and eats mindlessly .     ❞     @dissonaut​​.     𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬,  𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡     ——–     𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.  𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫,  𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠.  she pictures hands,  or talons,  tinkering with the remaining flutes of marrow,  discarding them upon a pile in preparation for the next meal.  hatred curdles in her belly at the words she knows to be true.  the school ground’s eternal battlecry rumbles betwixt skull walls     :     pick on someone your own size !  words she aches to throw at the world and its monstrous greed,  she david,  feasting universe goliath.  coal eyes journey to the barricade sight of dark,  reflective shades.     ❝     ...  that it does.  i just want it to get full sometime soon.  to quit feasting on people who don’t need picking at any more.     ❞     she tries to interject mirth into her words,  though result harkens to a final huff of air attempting to revive a deflated balloon.  words so bleakly true annihilate any available room for lightness,  despite even the mightiest power of will.     ❝     ...  i don’t suppose you have any tips on how not to be made a meal of by the world at large ?  i could use some.    ❞

[caljames]

here they are grabbing at straws for a solution  ...  wandering aimlessly without a thought of  what is the problem ?   what needs to be solved in order for  them  to move on  ...  oh,  it’s the fact they are now a we and not an i.  cal not alone in his mind,  body not his own.  eyes unable to uncover  the blur of familiarity  in those he knew.  lost in the world without a small hint tossed.  it strikes him every now and then  ...  the rage.  for now though,  they’ll  just try keeping him in order.  just so it’s clear   ...  a ‘ stranger ’ has been talking behind cal for a while now,  but he  hasn’t gotten around  to tuning into what they’ve said.

           “   your annoyance is oddly familiar  ...  have we met  ..?   ”

REMOVE THE PROBLEM. STRIKE BEFORE THEY DO.

    “   it’s strange to say but,  i feel we do  ...  there’s a comfort to your presence.   ”     along with them  feeling threatened.

@dissonaut​ ♡