I Feel Like Im Dying, I Have A Terrible Headache, My Brain Wont Let Me Sleep And I Keep Hallucinating

I feel like im dying, i have a terrible headache, my brain wont let me sleep and i keep hallucinating spiders and bugs on me or on the walls hurrayy /sarc

Like "go exercise, you'll feel so much better once you move your body" doesn't apply to a lot of physically disabled people. And "just force yourself to socialize, you will have fun once you're there" doesn't apply to a lot of autistic people. And "your intuition will always tell you the truth" doesn't apply to a lot of psychotic people. And so on. And I'm not saying that this means that you can't or shouldn't promote these things, but they aren't universal solutions for everyone

Need help- do delusions have to be distressing to be considered delusions?

-❔ (It/He)

Is it valid to keep living for…

Video games? Yes!

Your favorite show, book, fanfiction, webcomic, or movie? Yes!

Your next meal? Yes!

Your favorite animal? Yes!

The chance to see something pretty in nature? Yes!

Your family or friends? Yes!

Your headmates, parts, or system members? Yes!

A story or piece of art you’re working on? Yes!

The moon, earth, sun, stars, and outer space? Yes!

Your pets or someone else’s pets who you love? Yes!

Your favorite plushie, toy, or comfort item? Yes!

ANY reason to live is a valid one! It’s okay if your reason for living may be considered weird or cringe by others. We’re so happy you have that reason! And maybe one day you’ll be able to find another!

@cosmos-tent

Can I request a vampire and a werewolf hanging out, talking about their terrible and eternal curses that robbed them of their humanity?

Request #31

I feel like this turned out a lot cuter than the request suggested, lol.

"I miss the sun," the vampire started. They were sat on the porch steps of a cabin, staring out at the dark woods around them. "I feel like my world is missing colour. Like the second I got bit my sight switched over to grayscale."

Beside them, following their gaze, the werewolf could almost understand that. The forest looked so vibrant during the day: glowing green in amber light, speckled with the red and brown of mushrooms and the white of clustered flowers; there were pink blossoms in spring, and in the fall the valley was overcome with orange - that single colour sweeping through everything in its path without remorse or signs of stopping. The moonlight ruined that though. It washed it out, and the shadows dulled whatever remained.

"I can understand that," the werewolf said after some consideration. "It must be hard, only ever seeing half of what the world has to offer."

The vampire hummed. "Warmth too. I miss days when I could just lie in the sun."

The werewolf took the confession as an invitation to move closer. They repositioned themself behind the other's back, arms encircling the vampire's waist whilst their nose nuzzled against their neck - taking in their scent slowly.

"I miss my control," the werewolf admitted. "I hate having days that I don't remember. Days that could change everything for me - and usually never in a good way."

Nothing was scarier than waking up in the middle of nowhere, alone, not knowing what had come before that. Sometimes they'd find blood under their fingernails or fresh injuries like something else had tried to mawl or ensnare them.

"Perhaps I can remember those days for you," the vampire offered. "To the best of my ability - if you like."

The werewolf paused, a little taken aback. "You would do that for me?"

The vampire leaned back into them, turning to place a kiss against the werewolf's forehead. "Of course I would. It's the least I could do."

In response, the werewolf let out a small rumble of a sound as they returned the affection, first kissing the vampire's lips and then their neck - pulling them in closer still.

"Maybe I can return the favour: provide enough shade for a sunset. Sunrise, even, if you're feeling brave."

The vampire chuckled, hands locking around the werewolf's own. "Brave? I think you have me mistaken for another vampire."

"Hmm, well, certainly brave enough to share a bed with a wolf."

"How else would I stay warm in winter?"

"Ah, so I'm just a glorified radiator now then?" the werewolf asked.

"Yes, amoung other things..." the vampire teased.

"Other things?" The werewolf let out a low growl, tail wagging behind them in a playful manner. "You want to expand upon that?"

All too happily their partner complied. "Well, you're also a spectacular pillow. Very comfy. Not to mention a pretty reliable chair - sometimes even a footstool when you're in one of those moods where you just like to curl up on the floor and--"

"I'll show you who's a footstool!" the werewolf declared suddenly, standing and taking the vampire with them as they turned back towards the cabin.

The other let out a startled yelp that broke into giggles, struggling lightly as the werewolf threw them over their shoulder. "Werewolf, no! D-Down!"

"Down?! Oh, you're in trouble now!"

They went inside, laughing, closing the door behind them softly with the vampire tucked tight between their arms.

The curtains closed soon after.

An hour later and pink light was spilling across the sky, the werewolf peeking out at it whilst their partner slept contentedly on the bed - lovingly bundled up to their chin in blankets.

One day, the werewolf thought. One day they could share this.

But not just yet...