#Covid is a bear
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Walking through the boat yard banging pots and pans together like, “Wake up boats! Time for spring season!!!”
I’ll be starting this season off as a coxswain, which is a sentence I never thought I’d say… But I’m just happy to be back on the water.
#rowing#crew#me#mine#3/16/24#row masters or die trying#Covid is a bear#and to add insult to injury the insurance has decided not to cover the inhaler I’ve been reliant on for the better part of a decade#we’re negotiating#the covered alternatives are working about as well as they did the last time we played this game#at least this time I was prepared for the one that makes me pass out#don’t mind my rambling#I can’t breathe well and I’m cranky#but the sunrise this morning really did help
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boardtober day 25: my favorite halloween-y animal! my real favorite is crows, but black cats are a close second!
cubscription black cat (2022)
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#super super late bc i have been sleeping aaaall day#that covid + flu vaccine combo really knocks me out#mod moth [☃️]#stim#stimboard#build a bear#black cat#glow in the dark#space#green#slime#purple#glitter#lava lamp#stars#black#hands cw
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AAAAA KYLE
#shitty 80s sitcom au where Kyle is married with a goofy aaa anthropomorphic bear (Stan)#south park#kyle broflovski#stan marsh#south park post covid#sp style#south park fanart#art tag
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Sorry if a few of these are a bit hard to read! A bunch of shirts I’ve seen at Goodwill recently. They were taken a while ago, but these are mostly from the same trip and I have more, I submitted as many as I could at once. my favorite is the gross and truly atrocious bear shirt. Why does it exist. Like a garbage bag in the shape of a teddy bear
#thrifting#shiftythrifting#submission#shirts#bears#covid-19#sports#robo shitpost shirts#goodwill#religion
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😷
#so I think I got covid again life is pain I hate#anyway pls bear with me kdlsfkldkl#yakuza#ryu ga gotoku#majima goro
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#care bears#so cute#masking#mask up#wear a mask#disability rights#disability#covid#public safety#fuck capitalism#capitalism kills#we live in hell#socialism now#abolish capitalism#peoples union
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Build a Bear Fennec Fox
#buddy posts#stuffed animal#stuffed animals#allplush#safeplush#plushie#plush#babw#build a bear workshop#build a bear#[wakes up from 4 hours of bad sleep] [buyss this] [back to bed] <- covid boost + flu shot us destroying ne rn lol help
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Day 2 of SydCarmy Week 2024 and obviously I went with a sick fic.
All you need to know is that Syd left The Bear to work with Shapiro, who turns out to be a huge dipshit (to the surprise of nobody.)
Months later, Carmy and Syd haven’t seen or spoken to each other but both have Covid. Their hands both grab for the last box of Nyquil in a crowded Walgreens.
#sydcarmy#the bear#sydcarmy fic#sydney adamu#the bear fic#the bear fanfiction#carmy berzatto#sydcarmy fanfic#anti claire bear#ao3#sydcarmyweek2024#covid 19#the miracle of nyquil
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the really mad baker.
#tom hardy#alfie solomons#been watching Alfie during thus covid crap#i am over it#wanna get better#TEDDY BEAR SOLOMONS#alfie bear
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#102
tw: abuse, threats, knives
The superhero barely sleeps anymore, but he can’t afford to. His mind is always haunted by one question: where has the hero gone?
His assistant lingers on the threshold to his office while he stares blankly at the table. She clears her throat when he shows no sign of acknowledging her. She holds a little envelope out to him when he glances up, his name written on the front in glittering cursive.
He reads the contents. Rereads. Looks to his assistant for answers. Receives none. Stares back down at the words on the little note in front of him.
“Well,” he says flatly, “I suppose I best go if we want the city to stay intact.”
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The supervillain answers the door with a winning smile and a shocking amount of hospitality.
“I’m so glad you made it,” he says brightly. He ushers the superhero into what can only be described as a mansion. Crime clearly pays well—or he likes to pretend it does. Who knows how he came into a house like this.
The supervillain sets the superhero down in an extravagant dining hall. Servants line the room, practically invisible in the shadows, almost as much of the furniture as the table and chairs in the middle of the room. Most of them have their eyes pointed to the floor.
The supervillain settles in the chair opposite and motions for one of the servants to step forward with a wine decanter. They pour it out agonisingly slowly, their focus honed in on the glass, before skirting around the table to do the same for the superhero.
The superhero startles. “Oh, there’s no need—”
“Nonsense!” the supervillain gestures for the servant to continue. “You’re my guest. Have a drink, please.”
The wine is poured. The servant steps back, their gaze flitting to the supervillain, and with the slightest nod of his head they retreat back into the shadows.
The superhero watches them go, catching the eye of one of the other servants standing on the outskirts of the room. It catches him off guard slightly—he could’ve sworn they were all staring at the floor—but after a moment to study their face he has to hold down a choked gasp.
That’s the hero. The hero he’s spent endless days searching for. The hero that disappeared off the face of the earth, who seemed to just cease to exist. The hero’s staring back at him like they’re equally stunned to see him here, their eyes wide and their jaw slack.
The quiet goes on too long. The supervillain twists in his chair to glance at whatever’s caught the superhero’s interest.
“Ah,” he says shortly. The single word seems to snap the hero out of it, their gaze immediately snapping back down to the ground. “Is my servant here bothering you?”
“You—” You invited me here on purpose. The superhero can’t think of words outraged enough. They’ve been here the whole time. “How dare you—”
“[Hero],” the supervillain says lightly. “Come here.”
The hero shares a worried glance with the servants next to them before slowly stepping towards him. They pause just behind his chair, their head bowed—out of fear or respect, it’s not obvious. “Sir?”
The villain holds his hand up to them expectantly. “Give me your hand.”
The hero spares a glance at the superhero. “B-But sir, our guest—”
“Your hand, [Hero].”
They hesitate, their breath uneven. Then they slowly, slowly put their hand in the supervillain’s.
The supervillain moves faster than the superhero can react. He slams their palm down against the table, his grip deathly tight on their wrist. A steak knife sits in his other hand, the tip poised over the back of the hero’s hand.
The superhero’s on his feet in an instant. The hero desperately tries to pull away, but the supervillain’s grip on them is vice-like.
“Now,” he says smoothly, “what have I said about manners?”
“[Supervillain],” the superhero tries.
“Haven’t I taught you anything?”
“I– I’m sorry.” It comes out of the hero’s mouth like a knee-jerk reaction, like it’s been said a million times before. “I’m sorry, I won’t do it again—”
The supervillain twists the knife testily against their skin. Something of a strangled sob tears from the hero’s throat. “Staring is rude, [Hero].”
“I– I know, I’m so sorry—”
“[Supervillain],” the superhero snaps with all the authority he can muster. “Stop.”
“I deal with my servants how I please, [Superhero].” The supervillain’s gaze pulls up to him lazily. “This is my domain, not yours.”
But he thankfully lets go of the hero. They pull back nervously fast, their hands cupped over each other protectively. The supervillain glances back at them as they attempt to meld back into the shadows. “Go downstairs, [Hero],” he says flatly. “We will discuss this incident later.”
The hero’s gaze snaps back to him like he just asked them to walk into hell itself. “Down– Downstairs?”
“Don’t make me repeat my instructions twice, [Hero]. You know this.”
Their eyes flit between the supervillain and the superhero for a moment. Then they dip into a short bow, and with a slightly choked “sir,” they practically bolt from the room.
A couple of the servants behind the supervillain exchange whispers and sorrowful glances.
“I must apologise,” the supervillain says with an innocent sigh. “I thought I’d trained my servants better than that. I assure you such behaviour will be dealt with.”
The superhero’s still on his feet. “Release them immediately.”
The supervillain idly swills the wine for a second. “Or what?”
“The agency will not stand for this.” The superhero clenches his fists at his sides. “I will not stand for this.”
“Well,” the supervillain drawls, “you can have them back when I’m dead.” The supervillain sets his glass on the table a little too hard. “This has been a wonderful evening, [Superhero]. Now get out.”
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It takes 20 minutes to get back to the agency, and by then the superhero has a half-formed plan in his head and a burning cry for vengeance.
When he’s dead. So be it.
#creative writing#writblr#writers on tumblr#writing#writing community#heroes and villains#hero x villain#whump#tw abuse#tw threats#tw knife#friends i am FIGHTING burnout rn#i had covid like 2 weeks ago and ive barely written since then#just no ideas no energy no vibes no anything#but!! ive been crankin some stories for yall out this weekend SO im hopin this marks the start of the end of that#im gettin back into the groove after 2 weeks of almost nothing!! bear with me!!
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*sigh* i hope so.
#repugnant band#repugnant#mary goore#tom bones#i hauve covid. bear with me#dedicating this to my mutuals. how we feeling folks
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a discovery i made today after my wife noticed it but i apparently did not
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Be careful with adrenal supplements it turns out that shit makes you produce adrenaline and my ass got paranoid that I had mad cow disease (I'm a vegetarian) and I almost threw up realizing a bear could fit through my window if he wanted (I live in a major city)
#dw this was like 5 years ago lmao#only bears I've seen out here are some pretty nice dudes#but yeah any scary thought i had my brain was just like “nope it's real and it's now!”#chronic pain#chronic illness#disability#cfs#fibromyalgia#chronic fаtiguе ѕуndrоmе#actually disabled#spoonie#me/cfs#cfs/me#long covid#the mad cow was bc the caps turned out to have gelatin and i got paranoid abt it being sourced from like#an infected cow i guess??#idfk about the bear#i also had thoughts about riots. break ins. being robbed#idk where i heard to take adrenal supplements for cfs might've been a book but uhh wrong choice
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I feel like trash sooo hard right now so here’s a bear
#I’m Definitely sick#Dunno if it’s Covid#Gotta wait til I get off work to go home and take a Covid test tho#And before anyone says anything#I’m alone in the office I ain’t endangering anyone by spreading germs#Ain’t nobody but me fucking here#And fuck do I not want to be here right now I feel so awful#Don’t mind me just whining and feeling sorry for myself hardcore#🙃#But I feel like garbage so I’m bear posting
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Alcoholic 50 year old bear
#my art <3#pc stan marsh#post covid stan#south park post covid#bear#south park#south park fandom#south park aesthetic#south park fanart#south park art#stan marsh
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I was the best dressed at the pharmacy
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