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[deertism]

Plurality & Personality Disorder Survey

Made by us & @caninophobia .

All contributions are anonymous.

You do not need both to participate.

Systems of all origins are welcome.

All pds are welcome.

!! Closed !!

[saintelydia]

les objets de jets sont tellement PUISSANTS punaise💀

[xdle-coxns]

( ID START ; a flag with 7 vertical stripes colored: Black, Navy Blue, Lapis Blue, Cobalt Blue, Lapis Blue, Navy Blue, & Black. the bottom left corner has a triangle made of two stripes colored Nile Blue and Faded Jade Green, and the top right has one made of Nile Blue and Faded Jade Green. on either side of the diagonal Nile Blue stripes are thin gold lines, and in the center of the flag is two Faded Jade Green drops with Black outlines. ; END ID )

ABYSZOISHE.

— A zoishe label related to the Abyssal zone of the ocean and having SzPD, as well as "The Abyss (👤💧)" archetype. Zoishe is a term describing ones relation to their SzPD and Schizoid identity. — The archetype can be best described as being in the dark and dim gloom of the ocean- crushed beneath the pressure of everything yet still surviving anyways. Its colors can be shades of gray, blue, purple and cerulean. It can also be both monstrous and indifferent. it can also be associated with the feeling of being totally isolated yet content with it, to a point, interacting with other living creatures only to survive and being solitary beyond such.

— Abyss + zoishe — Wanted to make it.

CHRYSALIS @ 11/01/23.

[ciinformatica]

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[strangecaffeine]

[flydotnet]

Beats of Silence

Femslash February - Day 8: Silent

Summary: Because the only way enemies are allowed to love each other is without words, because their hearts beat in silence.

Fandom: Original Work (Gang War AU) Ships: Karen/Léonie

Wordcount: 500 words

Notes: That one was the hardest prompt I fucking swear to God. We truly are reaching maximum crackship terrority. Normally Léonie is like 29 when Karen is, like, I think 19 (I need to get my shit together ffs), but hey, I can warp my canons around all the time, so here they're both consenting adults with a reasonable age gap! God I love having OCs, it's so much easier to ship such different things.

Event hosted by @femslashfeb

AO3 version available here.

In the dark streets and corners of the streets usually resonates the urban noise, deafening and menacing, contorting the atmosphere against everyone’s ribs. The cacophony hiding the illegal activities turns out to be an enemy to the common sanity, a way to keep out the ones not made for the gang life.

These corners are, simply and shortly put, the smallest havens for the forbidden relationships between gangs, the thrill of action in complete silence.

 Aphrodite has her eyes fixated on her lover’s, emerald meeting a paler green, flowing pink hair enlacing blond locks, fingers intertwined. She’s pinning her secret partner, the enemy she secretly fucks on the side, against the cleanest corner of the most silent abandoned plaza of the city, a place which once fell to gang wars but got left behind when the main clan of the era was violently dismantled.

But that was the past, and the present has always been what matters: in the present day, in this instant, they’re together, one dominating the other, in full silence because any noise would betray Aphrodite to her gang, to her lovely nine sisters in arms. They all swore not to date the enemy, to remain together, maybe fuck a partner in a motel room from time to time; and that one day they’ll settle down, stop terrorizing other people they think were terrible, and be normal women for once.

That day, she’ll put Lilac Thorn on her bike, and they’ll do a road-trip across the country, innocent-looking and all lovey-dovey.

 For now, Aphrodite’s stuck being a silent lover, her hand now around Lilac’s slender wrist, porcelain white skin contrasting with her tanned skin-tone. They’re used to communicating through gestures and stares, knowing it could have always been a ruse, but that what males them star-crossed lovers under the urban moon’s darker beams, in the worst sense possible. They’re terrible people, she knows that, but terrible people only date other terrible people because, that way, they would love each other in all their despicableness.

It’s the win-win situation of people who’d otherwise be losers.

 They relish in the other’s breathing and kisses, caresses across soft and slender limbs, skin that should have never been this soft, mute but communicative. Their hearts beat in silence, not a word spoken, thoughts all expressed through movements and familiar thoughts. In a way, they cannot mistake each other: the mouth can lie, but the eyes cannot. Empty words of love do not exist in the shadows of the cities, where people beat each other up under false pretences and year-old feuds nobody knows the reason to exist of anymore.

Their beats of silence is the strongest “I love you” they could possibly tell each other, so Aphrodite kisses her lover again, letting her heart pound against Lilac’s chest, and gives into the gang’s purest sin: forbidden love between people who should have never been on the opposite ways of the gang war, and in a way, she hopes Blood Diamond crushes them all so she can finally be free to love her lover, tell her meaningful words of love, and let their chests to the rest.

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[carocinematv]

Cara La terra dell’abbastanza,

scrivo ad una terra che non mi è familiare, ma che si trova in un contesto nazionale che “dell’abbastanza” ne ha fatto una virtù! I gemelli D’Innocenzo, new entry del panorama cinematografico italiano, raccontano di come un incidente stradale possa cambiare la vita dei protagonisti, Mirko (Matteo Olivetti) e Manolo (Andrea Carpenzano). Giovani abitanti della peggior area di Roma (Tor Bella Monaca) s’illudono di aver fatto il colpo migliore della loro vita, di aver “svortato” le loro esistenze uccidendo un pezzo grosso della mala locale scoprono ogni sfaccettatura della colpevolezza, ma a che prezzo?

Presentato al Berlinale 2018, hai unito la critica in un unico coro di ovazione tra rimandi al bel cinema italiano e la contemporaneità verace e vivace di problemi sociali spesso trascurati. Non sei il solito film italiano sulla criminalità organizzata. La tendenza attuale ti potrebbe accomunare ai più popolari Gomorra e Suburra, ma sei il racconto di un presente difficile e l’analisi psicologica, o forse più antropologica, di una generazione confusa, fatalista, mal consigliata da adulti feriti ed afflitti. Max Tortora è una giostra di entusiasmi e drammi, un’altalena espressiva inedita, per quanto mi riguarda, ma meravigliosa, come lo è anche il delicato e dolce rapporto madre-figlio di Mirko e la lite in piano sequenza che coinvolge e mozza il fiato, seguendo il ritmo del diverbio.

Sconosciuti ma sensazionali sono i due protagonisti, che si distinguono per l’interpretazione curata al dettaglio, le micro-espressioni di Manolo e lo sguardo chiaro e profondo di Mirko. Il campo lungo delle vedute estese da ampio respiro allo spettatore ed i dettagli dei primi piani tanto stretti da permettergli di empatizzare con il protagonista: il pianto disperato di Mirko alla guida credo sia una scena che non dimenticherò, forse la migliore in assoluto!

Ti lascio con una chicca! I tuoi papà all’anteprima milanese del film sono stati grandiosi, simpatici ed hanno dimostrato che la semplicità e la profondità del film non sono fonte di una ricerca e una cura stilistica, ma sono loro. Puri e veraci! Ai quali auguro un futuro del “non-abbastanza” ed auspico di rincontrarli presto per il prossimo film!