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In July 2010 in a small town in North of France the new owners of a house found two suspicious plastic bags in the garden. They contacted the gendarmerie (police) who discovered two newborn bodies. The autopsy revealed the first death occurred in 1989. The investigation led to the former owners’ family and the youngest daughter, Dominique Cottrez, quickly admitted being the mother of the babies. She confessed to more killings and bodies hidden in her actual house’s garage. Six more bodies were discovered there.

Traumatized by her first delivery - because the midwife apparently mocked her weight - she developed a phobia of the medical world. She has two adult daughters with her husband but the second birth was a surprise to him as she kept to herself and didn’t tell she was pregnant. She didn’t want to be examined.
Though she didn’t want any more children, she wasn’t using any contraception.

The same thing happened when she got pregnant for the third time. But this time she wouldn’t leave the baby live. When she felt contractions and her husband was away on a professional trip, she delivered the baby alone before smothering it and putting the little body in a garbage bag. She repeated this 7 more times, strangling the newborns, putting the bodies in plastic bags and hiding them around the house.

Because she is overweight, no one, not even her husband, ever noticed she was pregnant.

The deaths are thought to have happened from 1989 to 2000 and because there is a prescription period of 10 years for crimes in France, her lawyer argued she shouldn’t even face trial. The Cour de Cassation (the highest court in France) ruled that, since the crimes were completely concealed, the prescription time should start from the discovery of the bodies.

After two years in jail Dominique Cottrez was released until her trial. She gave interviews and tried to explain herself. She said she was raped by her father, who passed away in 2007, since the age of 8 and that she was afraid the children might be his. Genetic analyzes showed all babies were her husband’s.

In June 2015, at 51, she appeared in court on 8 counts of murder on minors aged less than 15 years old charges and risked a life sentence. She eventually admitted her father never raped her. The prosecutor required only 18 years in prison instead of life. She was found guilty but the jurors agreed she had “diminished mental capacity” and she was sentenced to 9 years in prison.
This is the most important infanticide case in Europe.

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Pictured above is CCTV footage of Nicola Edgington purchasing a knife (also pictured) that she would later use to stab two strangers, killing one of them.

Nicola Edgington had a violent history prior to being convicted of murder. In 2005 Edgington killed her 60 year mother by stabbing her death, a crime that was reduced down to manslaughter due to diminished capacity as she had a diagnosis of both Schizophrenia and emotionally unstable personality traits at the time of the crime. While she was hospitalised as a result of this violent act she was given conditional release in 2009.

While Edgington did have mental health problems, her insight into her issues were great enough that, when she began experiencing symptoms once again in 2011, she was able to recognise her failing health and begged for police to physically detain her under the mental health act. This is where apparent neglect came into play, as despite her violent history and the care plans in place to manage this risk, the hospital decided that a voluntary admission would be better.

Consequently, she would leave the hospital later that day, through a door that should have been locked, and made her way to the store Asda, bought herself a knife and stabbed a 22 year old stranger. This woman managed to wrestle the knife from her. Edgington then stole a knife from a butchers shop, and proceeded to stab a 58 year old woman, who died within a minute of sustaining her injuries.

Sadly, despite her history of mental health issues, and the consensus from psychiatrists that she had been suffering from paranoid delusions and hallucinations during the time of the attacks, the judge refused to acknowledge that she needed mental health treatment - citing a recent medical report instead.  For some reason the judge also used the random and unprovoked nature of the attacks as added proof of guilt - despite the fact that this is a common factor in crimes committed by people in the clutches of psychosis.

Edgington was sentenced to life in prison, of which she will serve 37 years.

As Talal Asad (2003) notes, “pain is … often regarded as inimical to reason … [and] thought of as a human condition that the secular must eliminate universally”. When pain becomes the antithesis of reason itself, something that must be “eliminate[d] universally,” pain is associated with a body gone wrong. Pain is rendered the signature of an irrational body that is no longer in control of the rational mind and is thus unable to exercise agency. It is assumed that pain, an emotion, diminishes one’s capacity for reason (moral judgment), reducing one’s self-ownership of [their] body and faculties of reason. Pain reminds us of the materiality and limitations of our bodies. Hence, in secular-liberal theorizing of the body, pain is something negative, something that needs to be eliminated and is seen as a sign of weakness, rather than a condition that allows us to relate to the world in more humane ways.
—  Shaista Patel, “Racing Madness: The Terrorizing Madness of the Post-9/11 Terrorist Body”.

ABC network is contemplating the cancellation of Conviction.  If you are a fan of Conviction or its cast members (regulars: Hayley Atwell, Emily Kinney, Merrin Dungey, Manny Montana, Eddie Cahill, Shawn Ashmore; recurring: Daniel Franzese,  Ian Paola,  Ilfenesh HaderaAlex Mallari Jr.) please tweet to ABC network, Netflix, Hulu, Amazon to give Conviction another season.  Even if you don’t watch the show, please help.  You might decide to watch it one day.  So many shows get canceled after one season (ex. Freaks and Geeks, My So-Called Life, Stalker) - such fantastic shows.

Premise of the show:

The CIU (Conviction Integrity Unit), consisting of Hayes Morrison (lawyer, former first daughter), Tess Larson (paralegal), Frankie Cruz (forensics expert), Maxine Bohen (former police detective) and Sam Spencer (former ADA), reexamine cases with potential wrongful convictions.  Conner Wallace is the District Attorney - he originated the unit and appointed Hayes as head of the CIU. While examining the cases, the CIU addresses social issues - controversial at times - such as racism, white privilege, white supremacy, islamophobia, diminished capacity, jury diversity, witness perjury, death penalty, addiction, slut-shaming, sexual assault.  

(Fun fact:  The show comes from the creators of Criminal Minds.)

driftwoodprince  asked:

Do those two big ding dongs ever make out? It feels like you're teasing this semi-platonic relationship. Im honestly curious though; do their respective mutations diminish their emotional capacity in any way? Changes how they process emotions? Do glutton knights, dragons, etc; do they miss the human capacity for socialization and bonding or are they wholly self centered and self-satisfied by their obsessions?

Well, part of the reason I’m ‘teasing’ is because I’m strongly considering making these guys into a project, and I didn’t want to give too much away! Guess I can always delete this later, though.

The OTHER reason is because, in the timeline of their travels, their relationship changes quite a lot. In the beginning they are absolutely just frenenemies (at best), and their eventual romantic overtures are less because they genuinely LIKE each other and more because they’re both starved for emotional intimacy. 

While people can ‘drown’ in their mutations–become so obsessed with the source of their transformation (hunger, greed, etc) that they degrade into a bestial state–it’s a very case-by-case thing, and some folks retain a relatively normal mind. For those people, things can get very, very lonely. Glutton knights especially don’t form groups of their own kind because of a huuuuge cultural sense of shame in their condition (dragons, however, may flock together in the deep wilds). 

Aug and Linnae have a weird tense romance at first because it’s initially half power play and half desperation, and it only becomes healthier later on when they come to trust each other more. I don’t imagine they ever have much physical intimacy (so yeah, they probably don’t actually make out) aside from cuddling, but they become very emotionally involved.

it’s hard to snuggle when your paramour is an ice-cold mute armored shell who may or may not want to eat you, but hey, all relationships are a work in progress AMIRITE

Jennifer Morrison

A lot of fans are upset that JMo has decided to not continue on ONCE but I think she made the right decision. Personally I feel the show has run its course and judging by the way this season is wrapping up, it would be a good spot to end the show. Rather than carry on in a diminished capacity story wise, without cast members that we love, it’s best to end the series on a well rounded note for the main characters.
After being disappointed with LOST, I feel that ONCE should end, and without Emma Swan what is Once Upon a Time? This probably means Colin will decide the same as they will be hard pressed to write Killian Jones without Emma Swan. Despite my feelings on how plot has been handled in some areas I adore ONCE, but will be totally content if it ends after seadon 6.

in another life (we could have had it all)

because this month wasn’t depressing enough yet. the lawyer/judge au none of you asked for

FFN | AO3

They meet in law school. Criminal law, senior year, to be precise. Professor McGonagall drones on and on about mens rea and strict liability and because it is an eight a.m. class on a Monday, most students are half-asleep. Potter’s not, of course. He loves it.

“And the purpose of diminished capacity is… Potter?”

"To negate mens rea.” McGonagall nods, and Lily swears she can see the corners of her mouth twitching.


The months go by. Eventually, because it is only natural, the two of them fall in love, and they fall hard. It’s the kind of love that lasts for better or for worse, forever. Lily’s never believed in soulmates, (Potter does, of course,) but, at the risk of sounding cliché, it feels like the familiar tug in her heartstrings was meant to be.

They could have had it all, but in the end, they both choose their careers.

It’s a mess, and it hurts more than anything, even more than the time Lily was fifteen and her sister went missing, only to wind up in the hospital a few days later. Potter doesn’t feel like a sibling, he feels like a part of her. It feels like her heart is being torn in two and he’s taking one half with him.

Neither of them wants it, but it’s how it has to be.


(Four years later)

It’s nine in the morning when she steps foot inside the courtroom. She walks to the bench, sits down, and fumbles with a loose thread in her robes. People start coming in, defense attorneys and witnesses and the jury and him.

She still sees him from time to time, out of the corner of her eye after a long case, in the back of her mind when she’s trying to fall asleep. He’s turned into a brilliant lawyer, like she always knew he would. She stayed in law school, studying to become a judge.

When the clock ticks half-past-nine, he runs his hand through his hair - she’s glad to see that hasn’t changed - and stands up. Today isn’t about James Potter and law school reunions; it’s about Tom Riddle and his organ trafficking business. The british government has been after Riddle for years now, and Lily prays Potter doesn’t muck it up. Riddle’s guilty, she’s sure of it, and yet she can’t do anything if the prosecutor doesn’t do a good enough job.

“Good morning. My name is James Potter and I am the prosecutor in this case.” His voice is deep - deeper than she remembers - and his face is set in a serious expression, one she hasn’t seen him wearing since his father’s passing.

The trial passes in a blur, and even though his closing statement ended with “and in conclusion, may I say that black robe is very slimming on you, Your Honour,” she can’t help but feel somewhat foolish.

She shouldn’t have been so on the edge about his performance. He nailed it, of course. And now, Riddle’s in jail. Fucking finally.


When she reaches her office, he’s beat her to it, undoubtedly waiting for her. Something is pulling the two of them together, time after time, and she doesn’t know what it is. It can’t possibly be fate, (because there is no way fate can be this cruel.)

“Potter.”

“Evans,” he nods, fully aware of the fact that they can only drop the pretence once she shuts the door. And so, she does. “Long time no see, eh?”

“I know. It’s been the most peaceful month I’ve had ever since I met you.” He clutches at his chest, and she smirks.

“Ouch.”

“You did wonderful back there. I particularly liked your closing statement.”

“Well, you know me.” She does, even though he’s different now. Grown up. Life isn’t his playground anymore, it’s serious. His posture is straighter, his eyes are sharper. But not everything has changed. His smile is still the same, and the dimple on his left cheek is still there. They are both still head over heels in love with each other, but Lily knew that was never going to change.

Her gaze drops to the floor, and she asks, “do you remember-”

“Of course I do,” he finishes. “Criminal law. Your hair was in a braid.”

She steps closer and their foreheads touch.

“I’m sorry, James,” she whispers.

“It’s not your fault.”

“If it got out, Riddle’s lawyer could easily convince the jury of favouritism. We’ve been after this for so long-”

“I know.”

There’s silence, but it feels like their hearts are in deep conversation with each other. Beat, beat, beat.

“I love you, you know,” she says, because it’s true, because it is the only thing she knows to be true.

"I’ll always love you.”

His lips touch her temple, and he leaves, under the promise of someday, somehow.

One of the problems with having your base wage not be your full wage is that you are relying on the kindness of strangers, because tipping is not legally required. It puts you in this diminished capacity, because if one of these kindhearted strangers who is going to be paying your rent decides that he wants to make a comment on the quality of your butt, or how your pants look, or slap you with a menu on the butt—all of these are things that have happened to me on numerous occasions—I have to then make the decision on whether I’m going to stand up for myself and say, “Hi, that is sexual harassment and you can’t do that,” and run the risk of him not tipping me, because I need that money to pay my rent. When you put people in a place where their income is dependent on how much of a doormat they are willing to be, you really set people up for failure.

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Summary:  The game is over and the Barrier is gone.  Everyone is free.  A happy ending for all. However, when memories of his original creation and purpose start to return, how will Sans cope? Can Papyrus and his friends convince him that his story is not over and save him from his ultimate given fate?

Warnings: Canon divergence.  After game events.  Intrusive thoughts. Character death.  Angst.

Characters: Sans, Papyrus, Undyne, Alphys, Gaster, Frisk, Toriel, Asgore, Grillby. Many others mentioned.

Proofreading provided by the wonderful @friends-call-me-wobbly-hands


Chapter Three: Ugly Truths.

The Core hummed, providing magic electricity to all monsters still living in the old monster Capital. It had been decided by the Council left in charge after King Asgore had stepped down, to keep it running at a diminished capacity. The former Royal Scientist, Alphys, had trained a few monsters and even a couple of adventurous humans to maintain it.  She also set up some monitoring systems as well to keep an eye on it from her new home in the Surface. All in all, it had been a smooth enough transition.

The area around the Core was now mostly deserted. Occasionally, one could see a monster traveling through halls carefully labeled to prevent anyone from stumbling across a forgotten puzzle. It was a quiet place, full of flickering lights and random mechanical noises from deep inside its functioning systems.

This was his Home for now.

The tall dark man stared at his creation from top of a large pipe. He was annoyed that the massive machine he had so lovingly crafted, had been modified in his absence. He could see some strange additions on its outside, and was aware of protocols and programs inside it that he didn’t write. It didn’t matter that they worked perfectly and, in some ways, even improved his original design. They still were like blasphemy to him. The Core was HIS and ONLY HIS creation, and how dare anyone tinker with it?! He had paid the ultimate price for it. It had been somebody’s misguided actions (certainly not his, mind you) that caused the accident which put him in his current state. As soon as he remembered who that clumsy monster had been…

He looked down.

What were those things?

Oh, hands, he loved having hands again.

He brought them up to his face and flexed them several times, marveling at their movement. He enjoyed the feeling as he stroked each and every single finger bone against his cheeks. His chin. His cracks.

He frowned. The deep cracks over his left eye and under his right eye had to be dealt with. A good portion of the back of his head was still missing as well. Not to forget his arms and legs were mostly… not there.

And that probably looked odd.

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About depression in bitey bros

If it’s human nature to find your calling later in life (and just in time to have diminishing capacities of acting on it! oh irony) then what’s all this I hear about sad and dejected vampires all apathic and morose.

Old HUMANS get depressed about losing all their buddies and family and just about everyone who might miss them. As a super you’d just have to like, deal with that right away as soon as you know you ARE paranatural. That’ll be a shitty decade, not doubting that. But then like. Peter Pan. Cheerful assfuck imp friend sitting on your walls and cracking length jokes about your lifespan. Because a forward-thinking immortal with goals is going to get the same motivational reward that us normies only get to enjoy for a few decades after having some moral crisis that they make Dad Movies about. That, that fulfilment and ambition, but just forever.

If I see another sad vampire that isn’t a joke I better be brought to gosh darn TEARS by its backstory, dangnabbit! And I know of at least one so it’s very possible! Show me your vamp babies. Show me all the vampires.

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James Spader Appreciation Week

Day 5 - Favorite James Spader Monologue

Boston Legal 1x17

I am here. With all due respect, may it please the court, because I have a problem with the State executing a man with diminished capacity. Who may very well be innocent! I’m particularly troubled, may it please the court, with all due respect, that you don’t have a problem with it. You may not want to regard my client’s innocence, but you cannot possibly disregard the fact that 117 wrongfully convictedpeople have been saved from execution in this country. 117! The system is hardly foolproof. And Texas! This State is responsible for a full third of all executions in America. How can that be? The criminals are just somehow worse here? Last year you accounted for fully half of the nation’s executions. Fifty percent from one State! You cannot disregard the possibility, the possibility, that something’s up in Texas.

Zeke Borns never had a chance. He was rounded up as a teenager, thrown in a cell while he was still doped up on drugs, brow-beaten and interrogated, until his IQ of eighty was overcome, he confessed to a crime he had no memory of, still has no memory of, for which there is no evidence, other than two witnesses who saw him pumping gas around the time of the murder. He was given a coked-up lawyer, who admittedly did nothing. I’m now before nine presumably intelligent people in the justice business, who have the benefit of knowing all of this. Add to that, you know DNA places somebody else at the scene, and you’re indifferent! You don’t care! Whether you believe in my client’s innocence, and I’ll assume, with all due respect, may it please the court, that you don’t! You cannot be sure of his guilt! You simply cannot! And failing that, how can you kill him? How can you kill him? And I would sincerely, sincerely, sincerely, hope that you don’t penalize my client, simply because his lawyers happen to be from Massachusetts. The home of the New England Patriots, who could kick ass over any football team you’ve got in the good state of Texas. May it please the court.

storyhoard  asked:

his guitar is an electric i have Feelings about this and the acoustics in his workshop omg

i want EVERYONE to include this god damn thing in their tony stark smut for ANY GOD DAMN SHIP excuse me HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT SWEATY GREASY WORKSHOP TONY PLAYING THE ELECTRIC GUITAR IN HIS TANK TOP YET oh my GOD tony tuning the guitar with his eyes closed TONY LIP SYNCING AS HE PLAYS and also tony NOT just lip syncing as he plays but actually ATTEMPTING TO SING ALONG TO HIS OLD SCHOOL DAD ROCK BANDS and then STOPPING HIMSELF to BREATHE because of DIMINISHED LUNG CAPACITY due to the ARC REACTOR

anonymous asked:

should non-sex workers not be consuming media made by sex workers (wrt videos and pictures) or buying services from sex workers, if they truly want to help and be good people? this is one thing i feel very confused about, because i feel like whenever i see talk of sex work, even decriminalization, it still seems to be in this almost hands-off way of "don't treat sex workers like shit, but don't like..."enable" them either" if that makes sense? i don't know what to get from that.

Should non-actors watch movies or plays made by actors, or hire actors to perform at their parties or events?  we don’t want to treat actors like shit, but we surely don’t want to enable them by spending money on their services that allows them to live? 

Framing engaging with a sex worker professionally as “enabling” is a patronizing and infantilizing way of talking about sex workers, and it is completely unacceptable. There is fundamentally nothing wrong with consenting to sex for material gain.  Sex workers are as fully human as you, endowed with the same range of emotion, critical reasoning skills and access to agency and adulthood as the general population.  We are more than capable of acting as the arbiters of our own consent.  Whether the trade of sex harms us, helps us or is neutral, the decision to consent to sex for material gain is our own, and we are the ones who will decide if it is the best option of those available to us individually.  

Obviously, no one is saying you should buy porn or book a session with an escort if you’re not personally interested in doing so (in fact, please do not do that), but the idea that you are committing an ethical act by personally refraining from contributing to the livelihoods of sex workers (leaving us either to have no income, or to work only with… “not-good people?”) is a ridiculous notion.  Like, I’m actually surprised that you were able to type that all the way out without stopping yourself and noticing how silly it sounds.  If I have a job, any job, that I hate, what good do you do me by walking into my office and telling my boss to fire me?  Especially given that I am presumably capable of giving notice at any time, or just walking out and not coming back.   If a shop owner is unhappy in his job, are you helping him out by organizing a neighborhood boycott so that his business goes under?  

Honestly, what gives you the fucking right?  

The state of being a person who trades sex is not itself a state of diminished capacity. I would ask you, as a personal favor, to use this moment as an opportunity to think about why sex workers might (especially those of us who may have diminished capacities for other reasons) find that implication deeply  offensive.  

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GENTLE BEASTS BOTH | modern Dorian/Cullen AU | chapter 9/9 

[Please read all warnings in the ao3 notes!] [Also, there will be an epilogue, probably.]

Cullen is a construction worker newly diagnosed with cancer. He befriends Dorian at a meditation group shortly after, and the two hit it off. Mostly a quiet, steady romance with a lot of hurt/comfort mixed in. (Nobody dies.)   

The rest of the week is long, and lonesome. He keeps waiting for a text that doesn’t come. Rationally, he knows it’s not coming. Dorian has every right to be angry, and in all likelihood he won’t want to continue what they’ve started even in a diminished capacity.

@littlesunflowerking

About three years too late, I am afraid. 

Plus that shiny Minor in Criminology and Criminal Psychology before that.

Oops. I better go call the Chief and tell him to please fire me from the Department. :D

Adding on REAL THOUGHTS from someone that has studied/worked in Criminal Justice!

Besides that, “Sociopath” is generally considered an outdated term. The current most likely diagnosis is “Anti-Social Personality Disorder”. Mutsuki does not, however, display the common traits of this disorder. Instead, Mutsuki has demonstrated during this chapter episodes of Disassociation, which is a more complex issue to address in Criminal Justice.

The diagnosis of DiD is controversial in Psychology, because it is incredibly difficult to prove and verify. Some schools of Psychology believe in it, others disagree and feel it is not a real condition.  How this relates into criminal justice is tricky, because absolutely the issues of Mental Health, Age of the Offender, and other factors that could have diminished a person’s capacity to function are all weighed.

Japan is a country that focuses less on punishment than other nations, with teens that kill given lighter sentences. They are typically put into facilities that focus on reforming them through treatment, as opposed to simply locking them up and punishing them. This can be controversial and is debated over there as much as the treatment of Juvenile offenders is here in the US.

Mutsuki’s circumstances are a tangled mess, from a Criminal Justice perspective. An abused 12-year old kills the primary abuser, and other two members of the family, then reports not remembering how it happened. This sort of situation would, in many cases, involve the child being sent to a facility for psychological treatment. Children that young, even killers, are given different treatment compared to adults.

An excellent example of the differences in child killers and adult killers is Mary Bell, an infamous case from England. She was abused by her mother, and killed two younger boys. She ended up spending the next several years in a facility receiving treatment. Upon her release as an adult, she went on to live a peaceful and normal life. She tried to disappear from the public eye, and supposedly has a normal family now.

As already mentioned, the animal killings are unfortunately very common reality. Studies have proven a strong link between abuse and animal cruelty, especially in children that are externalizing their abuse. As such, hurting animals is considered one important sign to watch for if one suspects a child is being abused at home.

Torso’s entire pathology is grounded in many real world serial killers. Again, when weighing the crimes of an individual and deciding on their level of responsibility, we again look to their state of mind during the event. Torso is shown to have been very methodical, very aware of his actions, and unwilling to change them. He is closer to a classic idea of the “Psychopath and Sociopath”, as he explicitly describes an inability to empathize with others. He states that other people are things to him, not people. He also repeatedly violates and kills others for his own pleasure, with no remorse over his actions.

Such an offender would be handled differently than Mutsuki, as their crimes involve different states of mind, different ages during the time of offense, and different responses to their actions.

starscream-squarepants  asked:

hello! So I know you're like, one of the biggest blogs there is when it comes to spg, so I thought it would be best to come ask you about a question I had. Ive been hearing a lot lately about blue matter poisening, and it being the reason walter workers are bleach white, and their hair is black and blue. I was wondering if there was a post about this, or if there was any information on why/how this happens? Im super curious.

Okay so I have only been in the fandom since Dec. of 2012. That said, I’ve noticed that blue matter had been in the fandom and the lore, but wasn’t nearly as discussed as it was in 2013 when Walter Girls started going to concerts and things. 

At first people were trying to figure out why they were pale. Maybe they were mimes. It was roughly explained that the Walter Girls hair and lips turned blue, and their skin turned white because they had been exposed to Blue Matter. There was a lot of whispers in the fandom of what blue matter poisoning was like. The only authority on the subject came from Bunny during her live streams where she introduced her persona as a Walter worker. Explaining that the Peter’s have several employees off all different races, meaning we could all be Walter workers. Matter Mistress Bunny, she explained,  wasn’t affected by the blue matter because she was a mime.

This caused an explosion of people creating Walter Workers. Any race, all white faced with the blue hair and such. Varying degrees of ‘Blue matter poisoning’ because of how much white or blue they could do with their makeup.

At The Walter Robotics Expo on July 18th 2013, in San Diego, California, we got a bit more lore on the subject. Walter Guy Sam was introduced with some videos that played before the concert. From these, what I’ve heard- I can not find in writing- was that he was in the process of being exposed to Blue matter so that he could work with it more. This caused his hair to fall out and vomiting. And from this post by cutepoweredjellyfish 

“In one of the videos at WRX that Walter Guy Sam did. He mentioned his tears now burned through clothing among other things.”

Hopefully these videos will be on the WRX DVD that’s still in production. But here is for the Fandom Lore of what I remember Blue Matter Poisoning being like:

The 2nd or 3rd Peter and Wanda Walter, figured out that Blue Matter was having an effect on their health. This is speculated to be why Wanda and Norman Becile still look so young when they are 80+ years old. It has an effect on lifespans. It changes the make up of your genes and things. 

To work with Blue Matter you need to be exposed to it in increments. So skin tone changes depending on what level you are exposed. Some are only slightly white, while some also only have blue tips to their hair. For those fully exposed its all white with Black and Blue hair- like the walter girls that work with the bots. Whether these walter workers are also immortal has not been addressed as far as I’ve seen.

Peter Walter the 6th was caught in a blue matter rift explosion taking off most of his face. Speculation is that there is now a blue matter rift for his face and he is also now, immortal.

~~+It is my personal headcanon+~~~

That this also works with other matters such as Green Matter. I feel that if these things affect your physical being they would also affect mentally. Blue matter has helped fuel scientific discovery so I could see that it enhances mental capacity while diminishing peoples social capacity, maybe even language and the like. Perhaps making them more Mime like.

For Green Matter, I see it as a slow grade form of frontotemporal Dementia. Not only would it make people immortal, like blue matter, but increasingly make them psychotic. With symptoms such as:

Increasingly inappropriate actions, lost of empathy and other interpersonal skills, lack of judgement and inhibition, apathy, repetitive compulsive behavior, changes in eating habits- predominately overeating, lack of awareness of thinking or behavior changes

All of which I think explains why the Beciles who discovered Green Matter and worked with it, kinda went off their rocker. 

I use this theory in my own fanfic of Kazooland High. Its not explained, its sort of a never spoken fact, of why Boss is so hard on my fanbots.

Still all of this might change with the new pages of the comic coming out. Once we learn more about the Beciles, and Peter the 6th, and the current residents of walter manor! I hope this was what you wanted to know.

fuck “okay”

write.
write until you use every metaphor you could think of, and once you’re done, start writing down curse words over and over again.
write until you find yourself writing the same thing repeatedly because there’s only so many ways to describe being destroyed.

then stop.
stop writing.
cry. cry like you are washing your eyeballs because you are; wash away the way you see him, realize that is not who he is.

feed into your heartbreak.  let yourself ache, but don’t mistaken this as you wanting him back.  
you do not need to pick yourself up just yet.  you do not need to be okay.  

fuck “okay”.

but when people tell you, you will be okay, do not get mad.  don’t blame them for remembering a before when you were okay, acknowledge that your “before” is coming.  remember that it exists.

don’t apologize to him.  don’t apologize to someone who goes from loving you insanely one day, to hating you immensely the next. his instability is not your fault.  do not let this be a reason to diminish your capacity to feel.  that’s the best thing about you: your heart.  the way you love until you burst.  
don’t listen when your bones tell you, you are broken.  you are explosive, darling, and you make the prettiest fireworks.

so do me a favour.  take all your explosive pieces and build yourself a castle,
because i don’t care who he tells you you are, who he thinks you are, you are a princess.
no.  
you are a fucking
queen.

-inspired and adapted from: victoria morgan, how to succeed in heartbreak-

anonymous asked:

I'm not trying to be rude, but do you ever worry that your feelings could be symptoms of disorders, mentally or physically? i.e. seeing/feeling things that aren't there, and physical discomfort for no known reason etc. i'm not trying to be disrespectful, i'm just genuinely concerned. now i know otherkin isn't a gender i'm much more accepting of it, it's just because it's so new to me i'm a bit inquisitive. (1)

(2) i’m just a bit tentative to outright come forward as an ally, so to speak, of something that could just be a condition of other things such as fantasy proneness. i’m genuinely not trying to be rude, just asking how you know being otherkin is different from being mentally or physically ill.

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Okay. So first I just want to say regardless of whether the identity is due to illness or not, shouldn’t one still be supportive? Gender, sexual, and romantic identities can be due to illness and trauma so would you support all LGBTQIA+ folks except those whom identify as such because of illness and trauma? I know you in particular aren’t saying you wouldn’t, but a ton of otherkin hatred is thinly veiled ableism or discrimination against those with physical disabilities, chronic illnesses, developmental disabilities, and mental illnesses.

Now, onto what you are asking. Here are some definitions of what a mental illness is

From NAMI.org - Mental illnesses are medical conditions that disrupt a person’s thinking, feeling, mood, ability to relate to others and daily functioning. Just as diabetes is a disorder of the pancreas, mental illnesses are medical conditions that often result in a diminished capacity for coping with the ordinary demands of life.

From the CDC’s website - Mental illnesses refer to disorders generally characterized by dysregulation of mood, thought, and/or behavior, as recognized by the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual, 4th edition, of the American Psychiatric Association (DSM-IV).

In general, the diagnosis of mental illness depends on the society in which one lives. I wish I had a specific disorder in mind but unfortunately my mind is failing me right now, but I do know that certain disorders are far less prevalent in other countries than the United States. This reflects a societal reaction to what qualifies as abnormal behavior and thoughts. In addition, things are only diagnosed as being due to mental illness if it is causing a disruption in the person’s life. If something is not causing a disruption, then therapists do not really consider it a mental illness.

So operating under the parameters of these definitions, otherkinity is not a mental disorder. Yes, some people can identify as nonhuman for reasons due to trauma and mental illness. Some folks identify as such for spiritual reasons. Others identify as such due to their interpretations of their psychology/ neurology. However, it does not cause a disruption in one’s daily life by definition. Yes, identifying as otherkin can cause some distress to us because we can be filled with a longing to physically be our kintypes. Others can experience species dysphoria which means a feeling of disconnect with their human body. So yes, at times therapy can be a valuable tool to help us feel more at home in our body, but even then, therapists don’t rule it as an unhealthy identity. Why not?

Well, for those of us for whom it’s a spiritual thing, it is our spirituality. We aren’t using it to harm anyone. It is our way of understanding ourselves and the world and that’s what a spirituality does. If it isn’t producing alarming behaviors like aggression or violence, then it’s fine. Same goes to other interpretations of an otherkin identity. It doesn’t cause harm. It is an interpretation of our thoughts, sensations, and behaviors. Yes, technically we could be wrong in our interpretations. We could be making it all up. But if it isn’t disrupting to our lives, then it isn’t a disorder. In fact, it can be a way for some folks to give some sense of fulfillment or direction to their lives and therefore be a positive.

Can an otherkin identity be an issue? Yes. People can use it to excuse mental illness and harmful beliefs and behaviors. Like the ask we received a day or two ago, someone was trying to excuse their violent actions on their shifting into a feline mindset. This is not okay. Violent actions are violent actions and one should be able to learn control. Even for folks who cannot fully be in control due to their conditions, they must still take responsibility for abusive actions.

If anything, the fact that our identity manifests in physical sensations and behaviors, I personally believe lends it some amount of proof of reality. (That is a mess of a sentence. My apologies.) We have a sense of what we are supposed to look like. We have an astral or phantom form that we know we are or were meant to have. I know gender and otherkinity are two different things, but to me as someone who identifies as both trans and a therian, the experiences are comparable. As an androgyne-identifying human, my chest is all wrong. I am supposed to have a flat chest according to my brain. As a badger-identifying therian, I am supposed to, at times, have ears and a snout. I know I can’t physically achieve this, but my brain tells me this is what I am supposed to have just like it tells me my chest should be flat and I will look more correct. My brain has a body map that is quite different from my physical body and this in and of itself lends authority to the reality of the identity. If I weren’t an animal in some way, why else would my brain tell me I’m supposed to look like one?

As I mentioned earlier, part of the diagnosis of a mental illness depends on societal factors. (It also depends on gender to some extent but I won’t get into that here.) Clearly, some parts of society do think we are mentally ill. However, some parts of society think that Christians and other theistic people are mentally ill for being theistic. The reason why is that a lot of people think the identity is silly, impossible, and possibly harmful. This harm aspect is due to trolls insisting they are physically their kintype. Yes, some people do believe this. But over 90% of the community is fully aware and accepting of our humanity. Is it somewhat silly? Yes. Most will admit it is kinda silly that we identify as a completely different species. But is it impossible? Scientists are looking into it. For a place to look at peer reviewed and published articles, look here. People look for spiritual, biological, and psychological causes for the belief.

As I said, a lot of otherkin hatred is due to ableism. People do not understand that we really are not harmed or harmful due to our identity. Sure, it can be confusing and disruptive at times, but largely it isn’t. If it were, a lot of us would be on treatment for it because we told our therapists. I have told mine and she was fine with it. Many people trained in understanding the human mind believe it is possible and harmless. In the end though, it comes down to the individual and whether or not one is willing to believe us and actually understand what the identity means.

Anon and anyone else willing to discuss this, please look at this post as well. I am more than willing to continue to discuss this topic, answer questions, and engage further. I’m sure others in the community are as well. If you are interested in this, please feel free to contact me at my personal blog valhallanbadger or at the kin-assistance blog instead of this one.

-Mod Badger