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[frostwoven]

"Deep breath, I have you." (From @mondstadtwater , Varka to Jean)

Far  from  calm  ,  Jean  was  slowly  spinning  out.  It  seemed  her  tolerance  for  handling  things  had  grown  much  shorter  than  what  she  was  used  to  and  even  the  smaller  problems  were  catastrophies  in  her  mind.  What  had  really  been  the  last  straw  was  a  leak  in  the  library  ,  and  while  Lisa  claimed  she  had  it  under  control  ,  Jean  had  thanked  her  but  walked  swiftly  towards  her  office  startled  by  Varka  sat  at  the  desk.

Right  ,  he  was  back  now  ,  he  could  do  that.  This  wasn't  going  to  be  her  job  forever  ,  that  alone  was  another  unsettling  factor.

Eyes  widening  as  a  choked  breath  came  out  ,  Varka  already  standing  ,  moving  closer  and  Jean  had  no  where  to  run.  The  space  that  had  been  hers  for  the  last  five  years  was  slowly  being  invaded. 

❝  deep  breath  ,  I  have  you  ❞.

She  shakes  her  head  ,  thumbs  anxiously  pressing  into  her  index  fingers  leaving  painful  cresents  in  their  wake.  The  acting  grand  master  felt  like  the  room  was  shrinking  and  she  was  suffocating. 

Turning  away  from  him  completely  and  facing  the  corner  she  begins  pacing  slowly  ,  trying  to  get  the  ringing  in  her  ears  to  stop  and  supress  the  tears  threatening  to  come  out  ,  this  couldn't  happen  here  ,  certainly  not  in  front  of  her  superior.  || @mondstadtwater

[heartpatterned]

"I don't even know why I'm alive right now."

@maknaesaja

romance is a wreck. nerves so frayed he's still in his natural form, shock so heavy that teleporting from namsan tower back to the home they had all been sharing still leaves him on the floor. he hadn't gotten up from the stadium floor after being thrown into the crowd, and he couldn't now. he howls at the emptiness that waits, grief raking claws through his chest when no one else shows.

yet the worst doesn't strike until the stupid honmoon is remade; the barrier rips through him, drags against his patterns so hot they burn, but it doesn't banish him. no, romance is left sobbing in the spot he'd landed, screaming until he's hoarse. the honmoon left him to be stranded. alone.

the hunters had won.

the demon keeps hoping the pain will do what nothing else did. it doesn't. hours pass and he's still here, still in seoul, still curled up in an agony he hasn't felt in centuries. worse, this time because he had been blindsided, when they had been so confident there was no plan b.

his first thought when he hears the door open is good, maybe they'll finish the job; romance has no intent to move, too threadbare to even want to defend himself this time. then he realizes he knows the voice speaking to him.

not alone. someone else survived. there's no grace in the way he practically leaps to his feet, expression bordering on manic when he grabs onto baby. he can't help but latch onto the other, taking the first real breath since the plan collapsed the previous day, desperately needing the tangible proof that he's real and there. that he ISN'T dead. the mess he never let the others see is all romance is right now, and he has to fight himself to pull back, to give baby space again, hands shaking even as he tries to check for injuries that may need tending.

"i thought you- " he croaks out against a raw throat, unable to finish the sentence out loud without fearing it would cause baby to slip away. "i'm sorry, i- you don't like being- " he huffs in frustration, swallowing against the lump building in his throat and having to take a second before trying again. already scrabbling to pull the pieces of himself back together. "i can...i can keep my hands to myself, i promise. hands off, i know."

[moved-to-civic-hub]

You said you hit him because he pointed out that you're not nice to him. You reinforced his statement. You punished him for speaking up about how you treat him. You acted like an abuser, trying to silence him. You have no justifiable explanation, and you're realizing that now, aren't you?

Marsha couldn't hear the as she was in the middle of a meltdown. The constant harassment became too much for her emotionally, leaving her overstimulated.

Sarah stepped in front of Marsha. "Back off," Sarah hissed.

[moved-to-civic-hub]

Alright, then explain. Why did you hit him?

Marsha yanked on her hair. Tears trickled down her face but she tries to rub her eyes. In between the hair yanks, she rams the balls of her palm into her forehead. This entire situation was so frustrating...she thought that she explained why she had hit Rin but no one was listening to her.

[mnstcrsiiistcrs]

Throwing a fit every single time that someone calls you out on your toxic behavior isn't a good look, Marsha. One day, you're going to pick a fight with the wrong person and have to take responsibility for your actions.

Marsha doesn't respond: instead she begins to cry out as she rocks herself even more. Tears begin streaming down as she begins to pull and yank on her hair. She wants them just stop. She wants them to leave. It's too loud. She can't handle it anymore.

unprompted asks | open & accepting

[the-blue-void]

I get it now it’s sensory trauma

And I cannot always distract myself outta it

But I am allowing myself to stim and cry and I won’t add more sensory to myself like I previously would do

If it gets worse it’s flow free time

[faggotisaacfloofs]

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[nonbinaryezri]

any recommendations for stim toys that'll help me stop pulling at my hair and clothes so much when i'm overstimulated?? my meltdowns usually consist of me unintentionally yanking my own hair, pulling at my skin and clothes, and shit like that. my main stim toy rn is a stretchy caterpillar, but i'm scared i'll rip him if i handle him during a meltdown 😭 any recommendations are appreciated !!