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Tag: headspace

  • I have no idea how Allēna has kept it together for so long.

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    Ashley Halliwell
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    I’ve been frontstuck for the past two days and I don’t know how she can front for weeks to months at a time. This is the longest I’ve been in front in about 17 years that I can recall, and the longer it goes on, the more painful it becomes. There is so much I’ve…

  • New section of headspace dropped.

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    Ashley Halliwell
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    Due to boredom and longing, I have crafted a maximalist listening room in headspace where I can put my favorite music on and tune this utter bathroom of a world out. One of us may attempt to draw it later. My fucking hell woman of a headmate has invaded it since I’m in front and…

  • Lazarus speaks a dialect all their own.

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    Ashley Halliwell
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    Here are a few examples. Images are from our Bluesky account because I joined by accident trying to make Bridgyfed work yesterday, lol. Before the “chronically sick” shirt, they were wearing a shirt in headspace that was the same sort of thing, except with pink italicized text that read “want me to bone apple yeet…

  • Alexithymic Bypass

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    Ashley Halliwell
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    Hey, everyone. Lazarus here. I don’t have a lot of energy right now. However, I’ve discovered that Google made a tool that combines certain emojis that I’ve found to be very handy when it comes to expressing emotions when I really have no idea where to start or am too tired to express the mixed…

  • The Himbo Who Sauntered To Earth

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    Ashley Halliwell
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    Well, hello, everyone. This won’t be the typical sort of post you may have gotten used to seeing here on Open Sorcery. First, these are somewhat unprecedented circumstances. A few weeks ago, it was discovered that not every headmate in the system decided to integrate. Most of them did. However, we found out that River…

  • Safe

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    Ashley Halliwell
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    Hey, everyone. Allēna here. There’s a thunderstorm raging outside and it’s pissing rain. However, the Zelda system is curled up against me, head on my right arm, arms tucked against my torso, with my legs slung over theirs. They look so fucking peaceful. It reminds me of a conversation I had with a friend of…