i need to kiss his forehead, smooth out his furrowed brows, tell him it's gonna be ok, play with his hair, caress his face, wipe his tears away, tuck him into bed, have him take a nice warm shower, use face masks on him, make hermes pay, take him to therapy, make him lunches, enroll him into college with me, bandage his wounds, compliment his arms, reassure him his scar isn't ugly, introduce him to taylor swift and boy genius, read him bedtime stories, bake brownies with him, visit his mother with him, prove the prophecy wrong, tell him he's doing great sweetie, get him away from kronos, fight kronos, help him mend things with annabeth, hold him close while he vents, encourage him to explore other hobbies, be his support system
it’s insane to me how most people don’t take maladaptive daydreaming seriously and just think it’s too much daydreaming. like… they can’t even imagine how weird it is to feel so connected to fake people and worlds to the point you don’t even care much about real life anymore, every waking moment of my life I’m in that world with those people, reality now feels strange and uncomfortable to me. I feel like a piece of meat carrying a consciousness floating in space, just strange. I’m never fully aware of the world around me either. living feels like a chore, but daydreaming makes me feel real and alive. like it’s my home and I belong there. My parame’s age feels more real to me than my real one. I even mistake the two sometimes when speaking to myself.
I logically I know these people in my mind are not real, these worlds, but my brain, my subconscious doesn’t undestand, if they’re not real why do they make me feel alive, make me feel more emotions than the real world. it’s like I’m in a denial stage that never goes away. I can’t comprehend they’re not real. my brain doesn’t compute.
my paras get me, they understand me more than anyone else and they’re more close to me than anyone else. I feel more close to them than my friends or family and that feels so pathetic to say. it almost feels like they have a mind of their own. it’s ruining my life but I can’t let it go because it’s most of my life, even my real memories feel distant and fake but my daydreams don’t.
I feel so alone because most people don’t care and will never understand, even on social media madd is just romantisized and people spread misinformation. only here I feel heard. at least other disorders are taken seriously, and people know about them. all i could ask for is more understanding. I want people to actually research this thoroughly and figure out what the hell this really is. from what i know, madd is very similar to DP/DR.
the maladaptive daydreaming proposed diagnostic criteria: https://href.li/?https://www.somer.co.il/images/MD/MD_diagnostic_criteria.pdf
link to the MDS (maladaptive daydreaming scale, a 16 part questionnaire to help determine if you could possibly have MaDD): https://href.li/?https://daydreamresearch.wixsite.com/md-research/measures
The International Consortium for Maladaptive Daydreaming Research: https://daydreamresearch.wixsite.com/md-research
Eli Somer’s (the psychologist who “discovered” MaDD) youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/user/SomerClinic
Guide to Maladaptive Daydreaming: Overcoming Fantasy Addiction: https://maladaptivedaydreamingguide.wordpress.com/guide/
healthline article on maladaptive daydreaming: https://www.healthline.com/health/mental-health/maladaptive-daydreaming
summary: a stranger on the train ride home brightens up tuesday, the worst day of your week
warnings : swearing, discussion of theoretical danger to reader (not anything insane), fem!reader
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Tuesdays were hard for you. Your job had you waking up earlier than any self-loving person should wake up, and working later than any person ever deserves to work. The train home was always brutal, but Tuesdays were the worst. On Tuesdays, you worked far into what you considered to be your bedtime and always ended up having to take a late subway ride back to your “quaint” apartment. It was 11:23 PM and you had barely managed to hop onto the train before the doors had shut on you. As the train whirred off into the night, you took account of your surroundings. Despite it being later than you’d willingly stayed up in a year, the people of the “city that never sleeps” were in fact not sleeping. In fact, it seemed that every last one of them was on the downtown-bound 2, alongside you. As you did a quick scan of the car, you weighed your options.
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Am I the only one that doesn’t think Loki is narcissistic? I think he craves atttention because he doesn’t have enough. He feels neglected and tries to make things about himself to attract attention. In the scene where Loki explains his theory to Mobius, he looks like an excited puppy. He is so excited for the possibility that maybe for once he’s right. That behaviour is something that is very common in neglected children. Sif says to Loki that he is alone and always will be alone. His whole life he had no real friends and the only person that ever believed in him was Frigga. He was always overlooked and lived in the shadows of Thor’s greatness. Loki said that he hurts people as a part of the illusion for a desperate attempt at having the control that he has never had. A narcissist would never be able to admit this and would not even believe it. Narcissism by definition is the pursuit of gratification from vanity or egotistic admiration of one's idealised self-image and attributes. We know that this is not Loki because from what we’ve seen throughout the mcu is that he does not think of himself as amazing. He is self-critical and insecure. Throughout his lifetime, he has been told over and over again that he is not enough and I think that he may say “I am a god” and “I am burdened with glorious purpose” to convince himself and others that he is great. Loki is not narcissistic, he hides his insecurities behind a shield that resembles narcissism.
Edit: I realize now that this post is a bit ableist and I’m really sorry if I offended anyone. I didn’t realize it was ableist when I posted it.
It’s also the fact that I would let a fictional man with dark hair, piercing eyes, a dark past, and morally grey morals ruin my life and I would say thank you
he wants me so bad (he’s fictional and i read a fanfic about him)
could you please hc for looking realizing he in love and all those new emotions and silly things, you know just something that makes my heart bound
Loki and falling in love
He doesn’t think it’s love at first but rather just a friendship because that’s how far he lets his relationships be
Then he notices the changes, how his eyes follow you whenever you’re moving around in the same room
Your little touches when you pull him somewhere or just brush a strand of hair out of his face
They lingered more and he finds himself thinking about your soft skin touching his face and hands
His body heating up whenever you hug him or hold his hand in occasions
He then comes to the conclusion that it might just be lust and nothing but how wrong he was
His heart burned for you when you laughed and gave your full attention to others
The bounding of his heartbeat kept loud in his eardrums whenever he made you laugh or smile
The way he finds himself getting lost in your eyes when you speak
The hesitation in his Demeanor just because he scared he’ll melt if he held you close
He notices the tiniest details about you
How your teeth show when you laugh genuinely and you pout when you’re in a bad mood
How your eyes sparkle with wonder whenever he showed you one of his spells
your cute little dance when you get something you wanted for long
He finds himself smiling softly at you, at the most random times
Being close to you feels like a really warm blanket being warped around his body
His name out of your lips makes him feel like time stopped and started In slow motion
His cheeks and ears would turn a light pink and sometimes blueish whenever you complemented him
It takes a lot for Loki to fall in love but when he does.
It a hard fall that leaves a permanent mark in his heart
Your mark
Whenever sleep isn’t a possibility, Bucky would stay up all night watching conspiracy videos with a mildly panicked face as he tries to piece together if he saw lizard people running the goverment or not.
Or if the Mandela effect could be explained by Loki or Thor.
And Steve, worried face an’ all, always has to pull him back to bed with a grumbled, “Jesus Christ, Buck. You were the one who assassinated Kennedy. Now go to bed.”
During the morning commute in the compound’s kitchen, though, Bucky, Peter, and Sam rant about the latest Shane Dawson videos.
Sam is always the first to jump to logical conclusions.
He also spends about 47% of the time pretending like he totally watched whatever they were talking about, though nobody seems to notice or care much.
Peter tries to mess with them both by adding false info or made-up, ridiculous things to see if any of them believe it.
Bucky always does. Every single damn time.
Natasha doesn’t pay much attention to it all, but when she does, there’s always a knowing smirk on her face that could only mean amusement.
Steve finds all of it incredibly ridiculous, but hey, Bucky’s somewhat happy and creating bonds with people, so he couldn’t be too bothered about it, right?
Bruce has an eerily calm vibe to his obvious confusion and worry, but he never comments on it.
In fact, he encourages it all for the same reasoning as Steve. And when Tony decides to finally look up this “Shane Dawson” guy, he gets hooked into the conversation as well.
“Y'know, it’s a great theory and all. The pain-in-my-ass government officials wouldn’t surprise me if they were secretly reptilian. Same with Cap. Nobody could be that honorable and suseptible to ice without being a cold-blooded reptile.”
“I was in ice, too. You don’t see me runnin’ around like a giant lizard.” Bucky frowned.
“Hey, don’t be rude. His name is ‘Godzilla’ and it doesn’t mean there isn’t a possibility to that.” Sam chirps, nudging at the super-soldier’s side.
“That’s enough,” Steve cuts them off sternly.
“Uh-Oh. Somebody pissed off Captain-zilla.” Tony remarks in amusement, before returning to the cooling cup of coffee.
Sam grins behind his own cup and shakes his head. “He’s got a point. Never thought I’d say that about you, Stark.”
“Oh, it must be my lucky day.” Tony rolled his eyes. “Please, if you guys’ are going to turn into some reptile-creature, at least leave me out of it. I already have enough on my plate at the moment.
"We’re not–”
“Don’t be offended, Cap. It’s just a theory, after all.”
Tony heads off to his lab, leaving them all in an awkward silence.
Peter is the first to speak up, and carries on the conversation as if none of that just happened.
Steve is both relieved and annoyed.
Damn technology, he thinks with a scowl.
And then, a moment later: Maybe I am a lizard-person.