#I managed to get some eyedrops in

[ayakashibackstreet]

Incredible how I used to play games for 12 hours straight and my eyes were fine but now they're just Fucked Up for no reason

[ipcearn]

The little villain took an accidental swipe at my eye - without claws thankfully - since he wanted to get at the hair strand that was hanging over it

He did manage to get something in my eye though, so I have been spending the past day curled up in bed barely able to see since I can't get whatever it is out

[court-jobi]

Look Up, Darlin'

Pairing: Bakugou x reader (biker! pro-hero reader, some afab pronouns used)

Words: 1.7k

Rating: G~

Warnings: Pro-Hero Bakugou domestic fluff, TW: eyedrops, if you're squeamish, established relationship, tooth-rotting fluff, "Bakugou knows best"TM

Summary:

Bakugou’s prized love placed a newly fallen-asleep leg down on the ground with an uncomfortable groan. He has half a mind to chew you out on your posture again; he’s told you time and time again that you’re gonna wreck your lower back that way… But you really haven’t learned how to manage your time well enough to finish your work at the office rather than bring it home every night- especially as you’ve been asking for more and more to cover expenses. It’s a bad habit, but one he still finds a soft spot towards… and Bakugou is not so high-and-mighty that he won’t step in and give you the helping hand you need.

A/N: Oops, I loved Midoriya's stress relief tactics so much in Reheat, I let Bakugou try his hand at some comfort! Enjoy, lovelies, and thank you for the love, as always!

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Back from an evening patrol route, Katsuki sighs at the hour listed on the microwave. Not much time left before you have to leave for yours. It’s his least-favorite patrol cycle, where you two are working opposite each other; but it only happens every two months -lasting only about five or six days each time. It’s enough to put him in a soured mood, but fortunately he’s been working on his attitude at your insistence. 

Best to enjoy what time he can, rather than be a grump about what he’s missing. Your routine has been disrupted too, after all.

However, the sight he comes home to flares up his disappointment even more: though this time, irritation sits in his chest because of you.

Finding you situated in the living room this way is becoming a bit of a habit; and not one that Katsuki loves. You’re stretching out your leg with a wince, which you’ve no doubt sat on for too long again. He really outta chew you out for this. 

–at least he would, until he got a better angle of your face: tightness and tension seep from every pore, sinking your eyes and draining your usually enduring spirit by the minute. 

Now of course, he was primarily concerned if you were having a charlie horse or circulation issues, because he reasoned that could affect your quirk. But moreover, you did not look comfortable. An 'I told you so' was also out of the question. It would hurt your feelings– not be a swift kick in the butt that would motivate someone like Izuku. 

So the questions remains, how to best help you… He's getting too damn soft around you.

This was a key difference between your work habits– not worthy of a fight, but a point of debate you usually opt to table for another time whenever he brings it up. Katsuki liked to get the back-end, post-mission paperwork done on-site at the agency, even if it took him longer after the fight to get home. Meanwhile, you liked to take your time, get ahead of the mad rush at the office after your adrenaline leveled out, and chose to work on it from the comfort of your couch. The latter would spare you the mental space after a battle, but opened up potential procrastination of the job entirely.

In both instances, he prided himself on his method and would defend it, even now. That said, he sure hated seeing you like this- when you fall on your method with a fumble.

Instead of a snark or a sigh, Katsuki comes up behind you with remarkable stealth for his character, interrupting your tired typing flow with his reflection cast faintly on your screen. He arrives just in time to get you back on track, reaching over the sofa and bringing your shoulders back with warmed hands.

"Those are some tired eyes, wifey."

Katsuki kissed the crown of your head firmly. You may not be his actual wife yet, but he can’t help trying out the name. Lucky for him, you haven’t had the heart to correct him yet, so he gathered it’s enough of a sign to keep it up. 

The day he finally makes it a reality will be a fully-realized dream come true. But for now, he’s set to save for the perfect ring, the perfect moment, and build up the skills needed to take care of you. Why not get a head start?

You exhale at his touch and freshly washed-up smell-- immediately regretting working for this long of a stretch, because the second your eyes shut, they stung.

"Got more left?"

"Mhm."

"Wouldja rather dictate?"

"You would be my secretary?" you couldn't believe the offer, despite his amused huff across your pinned up hair at the idea. He took it out, to run his hands through instead. 

Feels ungodly good, those hands– when they're not overworked and overheated, Katsuki keened when you told him so the first time he took to this method of relaxing you.

"If it would get your ass in bed sooner,” Katsuki snarks, “then yes. How long you been up.”

“Got up a few hours ago, to finish up~”

Katsuki chewed the inside of his lip with a scowl. So you didn’t get as much sleep as usual, it seems. Getting up early ahead of your 12-hour shift in order to finish your previous day’s work wasn’t best practice, and that’s exactly where he’s found you. 

This didn’t please him at all, but the blonde keeps his tongue from clicking its displeasure at you.

You sink into the movement of each fingertip, "It's more the eye strain getting to me than the lack of brain power, now."

"Well, you know what fixes those problems..."

Eye drops: which you hated, or coffee: which got you wired, not rested. Neither were a pleasant option at this hour, and made you groan.

With his long reach, Katsuki double swiped through what comment fields were left on your laptop, and simply made an executive decision to 'Save Progress' and shut the laptop down. You’d fallen prey to his massaging hand and whined once you registered what he did.

"None’a that,” he gripes at your moan, “C’mon. Off to bed."

"It's work, Katsuki. I need to do it."

"You NEED to set a timer. Barely ten minutes left’a work. Set it for after a nap." Katsuki rounded the couch and appeared before you as you tried for a spinal twist in his absence. 

"Thirty, if you're me,” you reply, “You rush. I’ve read your sum-ups…"

You say it with a smirk, but Katsuki is hardly in a joking mood.

"Says the woman working herself into an early grave. I think I'll stick with my ‘Sparknotes’, thank you very much," he crossed his arms.

Works for him, after all. You stared off at the offending computer in a way that Katsuki could only hope was you mentally running through the possibility that maybe there was something to his strategy that you could adopt in your favor.

Katsuki scoffed, then simply took your phone up without a fight from you, "Fine, I'll set it."

By the time he’s done, he centered back to you, but to a sad sight. You’re zoned out and defeated, exhausted. Summoning the grace you offer him in droves, Kats decides to soften the blow of his arrival home with a compliment, to ease your clear regret. No need to add lemon juice to your self-inflicted wounds.

"You take your time, and it does get ya results. It's good work. I'll give you that," Katsuki stuck your phone back on its charging pad, then squatted with his hands on his thighs, "--it aint worth all this."

No fight left in you on the matter, you thankfully agree, "... okay."

"Okay?"

"...I'll take the stupid eye drops."

“Good start...”

A hint lies unspoken in his tone. Just a pause, waiting on you to read into the rest like he knows you can…

“And-” you sigh and place a hand over his on his knee, “I’ll rethink this whole remote work thing.”

-Perfect-

"Atta girl," Katsuki chipped your chin up, and snuck a couple fingers to his back pocket. Taking a knee on the couch between your thighs, he stayed situated above you and into your space so you’d have no way to back out of what’s needed right now. "Four eyes, off."

You look shocked he has a bottle of eyedrops on demand. What do you take him for, a stupid extra? Of course he’s prepared. What do you think all these pockets are for, tictacs?

"-What, now?"

"Yes, now."

Shedding your blue light glasses, you tisk away your trepidation, "You were gonna make me use ‘em anyway."

"Cry me a river. Oh wait– you can't, cuz you don’t listen to your own frickin’ eyelids. Now c'mon, don't be difficult, dummy -look that way- dammit, do you ever blink..."

He kept your jaw up gently at first, knowing he’d likely have to borderline hold your entire throat in place when you blinked like mad and flail back after just one squeeze. 

You’d figured out a little trick by looking off into the corner of a room to help with the anticipation; Katsuki even used to make you count down to ‘zero’- only to execute the drops early, as a psych-out. You knew all the tactics now, so little worked to distract you, but whether he had to pull out all the stops or not, you still hated this process. 

Katsuki snarked through this little task with the bottle’s topper wedged between his teeth.The drops’ sting fortunately did lessen and give way to some cooling relief once he capped it again. Unsurprisingly, he sassed that you shouldn't wipe it all off, but he did take a surprisingly gentle touch at swiping away the excess from your lashline and cheeks for you. With more blinks, you were happy to give him a little apologetic smile.

"What do we say?" Katsuki purred with a smirk.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, what?"

"Thank you Lord Explosion Murder God, Dynamight, the Ultimate and Benevo-"

Stocked up with your praises, Katsuki kisses you: gentle in entry, but with a passionate tongue to shut you up.

"You're welcome,” he nudged noses with you, “-now come cuddle your murder god before you and I both pass out."

By his count, you’ve got two and a half hours before you need to scoot on out the door. He compromised on your cram time to an even twenty minutes to finish your report, fully confident you’ll be just fine with what you turn in. You’ll give him another sleepy kiss before he settles back into bed, you’ll take your dinner to-go, and he’ll take care of the rest of the chores around the apartment when he wakes up. May not love these wacky arrangements, Katsuki thinks, but the payoff will be more than worth it come Monday. 

He’s a hero; he can handle a few nights without you nestled in as his personal weighted blanket. For now, a quick cat-nap will do– for both of you.

[genericpuff]

What kind of color palettes you normally use?

I'm gonna sound like a total noob when I say this but I kinda. don't LOL

Like I don't work from any specific set of color palettes, more so I pick colors that work for a specific character design or an environment's tone and go from there! I like consistency in my colors, especially with recurring characters, it feels weird to use colors that aren't dedicated solely to that character. It's probably the 'tism LOL but like... even when I was doing black and grey pages, I had it down to a SCIENCE to ensure every tone of grey was consistent - I wasn't using flat colors, I was using a milli pen set to a lower transparency and then would cover the area a certain number of times to get the correct RGB number LOL (I still have so many of them memorized even though I haven't drawn a black and grey page in like 3 years LOL Uzuki's hair is 163, Mitsuhiro's hair is 42 huehuehue)

So when it comes to Rekindled which actually has color, I have dedicated color palettes that are saved in Clip Studio for me to use, many of which are based on colors that were used in either S1 or the pilot episodes of LO.

As you can see, some characters were pretty straightforward and thus have small palettes, others wound up going through a bit of a trial and error process so they have a lot more colors to pick from (though I will say a majority of the colors that Hades and Persephone have listed here go unused, some of them I've managed to retool into other characters / uses; ofc the characters who changed shades the most throughout the original comic would be the hardest to pin down colors for in Rekindled LMAO)

Any color changes from there are usually rendered in post, so for lighting/environment mood coloring/etc. Banshriek and I will mess around with gradient maps, clipped color layers, glow layers, etc. to get the desired result! This means even if the base colors are the same as usual, they can still be manipulated to match whatever tone we're going for with correction layers, it keeps the workflow consistent and easy so then we're not eyedropping colors or anything.

Speaking personally, black and red tones were my favorite vibes for years while working on Time Gate, but working on Rekindled has definitely broken me out of that pattern and helped me grow new appreciation for softer color schemes haha

[misc-obeyme]

Heya, CC - hope you're doing well!

First time submitting off anon but I noticed you didn't have a Flufftober promt yet for Lucifer so I'm hoping to throw my hat in the ring

I sort of hc that MC carries around eyedrops for when Lucifer overworks himself and his eyes start to hurt😅

Idk, nothing too crazy but I think he'd appreciate the little things <3

Looking forward to your uploads regardless! ^.^

Hello there, my friend! It looks like you were still on anon when you sent this, so feel free to reveal yourself if you'd like! But no pressure, you are welcome to stay anon, too. :)

Now listen, this is exactly the kind of thing that would matter so much to Lucifer.

And since this is Flufftober, well... I definitely fluffed it up lol. I sometimes get a little cheesy when writing fluff, but I also feel like that's just the nature of fluff, you know?

Thank you for submitting a prompt!

FLUFFTOBER 2023

GN!MC x Lucifer

Warnings: none!

Lucifer was an important demon. He had a lot of others depending on him, a lot of work he had to do every day, so many demands on his time. It required all of his energy to keep on top of everything and yet he managed to do it. And he made it look easy.

To everyone else, Lucifer was the one they could always turn to for help. He could take care of anything. The responsibilities he shouldered were heavy things that he carried every day and he never faltered.

And then you showed up. You became another person for him to take care of and at first he only did it because Diavolo wanted him to. But as time passed, he had to admit to himself that he enjoyed your company. There was something about your very presence that made all of his burdens seem lighter.

For a while, Lucifer just allowed this reality to exist within him. His pride let him tell you directly that he liked when you were beside him, but his pride also prevented him from telling you why.

Lucifer noticed right away when you started doing things that perhaps would mean very little to someone else. You would do something as simple as asking him if he had eaten yet or when the last time he stood up from his desk was. Things nobody else would think to ask because they would just assume that Lucifer was on top of it the way he was with everything else.

But every time you checked in like that, every time you brought him coffee without him needing to ask, every time you simply showed up to sit in his office with him, every time you did some insignificant thing to lighten his load, Lucifer fell for you just a little bit more. He didn't even realize it was happening.

It was a late night and Lucifer still had piles of paperwork to get through. He would never say it out loud, but he was fairly certain that this was some leftover torture method that the Devildom never quite phased out. He was hunched over his desk, fully consumed in the work before him, determined to get through the current pile before the night was over.

You were sitting across from him, quietly reading a book. You often sat up with him, even if every half hour he tried to get you to go to bed. You would just smile at him and say that you weren't tired.

And Lucifer let it go for another half hour. He let it go because he wanted you there.

When he finally finished the last page of the pile he was working on, Lucifer sat up straight, leaned back in his chair, and sighed heavily.

You looked up from your book. "You're finally done!"

Lucifer smiled at you, but it was a weak, tired smile. "I only succeeded because you were here with me, MC."

You rolled your eyes. "Oh sure, Mr. Why-Don't-You-Go-To-Bed-Now."

Lucifer chuckled. He put down his pen and rubbed at his eyes, fingers pressing into them as they burned.

He didn't see you standing up from your chair, but he opened his eyes when he heard you put your book down on his desk. He watched as you pulled a small bottle of eye drops from your pocket and handed it over to him.

Lucifer took the bottle and looked at it with a baffled expression before looking back at you.

"You're rubbing your eyes again," you said, as if it was obvious. "So use some eye drops."

Lucifer frowned. "Do you have problems with your eyes, MC?"

Now it was your turn to look confused. "What? You're the one whose eyes are hurting, not me."

"But you carry these drops in your pocket," Lucifer said. "You must need them if you keep them on your person all the time."

You blinked for a moment, then smiled a little sheepishly. "Oh. Well. I started carrying them for you. This isn't exactly the first time I've seen you rubbing your eyes like that."

Something thudded in Lucifer's heart. Something he didn't know about until that very moment. Something that had been working so hard and taking care of so much that it had forgotten the feeling of someone else taking care of him.

It was so small. Such a little thing. And yet, for Lucifer Morningstar, it was everything.

He put the bottle down on the desk. He would use them in a minute. Right then, he cared far more about coming around his desk to hold you.

You seemed a little surprised when he put his arms around you without speaking. But after a moment, you pressed your face into him, as though his embrace was the one place where you belonged.

The way you so effortlessly made his life better with every little thing you did indicated to Lucifer that it was indeed where you belonged. Right there, beside his heart.

flufftober | kinktober | masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[cripplecharacters]

Hello! I was researching face paralysis and I've read that in some cases (for example, Moebius syndrome), people are unable to move their eyelids, which means being unable to squint, or even fully close their eyes. I've been wondering how does that affect eyesight? As far as I'm aware, blinking (or just closing your eyes in general) is very important to keep your eyes moisturized and clean. How do paralyzed people deal with it? Do they manually moisturize their eyes every few minutes (or less often? I'm not sure, perhaps eyedrops are more effective than quick blinks and can keep your eyes moisturized for longer periods of time?) Do their eyes become more sensitive and end up needing extra protection? Or maybe they don't manage it at all (because it's ineffective, tiresome, etc) and just eventually become blind due to eye dryness and damage? I've been trying to find answers to this question, but I only found reddit posts about hypothetical situations like "what if you suddenly stopped blinking?!!".

Hi!:-) Interesting question!

Some people do have issues blinking due to facial paralysis, though even in Möbius syndrome not everyone does. There's also some differences between voluntary eye closure and involuntary blinking reflex in facial palsy; some people can do both, some cannot do either, and some can only do one but not the other. In some kinds of paralysis the muscles can actually spasm involuntarily, and for some people it involves the eyelids. I have a problem with that on the effected side of my face, I have very poor voluntary eyelid control, but my eyelid there will sometimes half-blink for me in addition to the regular blink reflex.

The most common solution for the completely absent blink reflex I know of is applying eye drops, and otherwise protecting the eyes from the sun via hats or sunglasses. There are also some devices that help with dryness, such as punctal plugs, or special tapes to close the eyelids for sleeping purposes. For more solutions, you can check out Facial Palsy UK's page on dry eyes!

How often someone might need to use their eye drops will depend on both their personal needs and what kind of drops they're using, but the most common frequency I've seen is a few times a day. Environmental factors are also a thing here (and apply the same way as they do for everyone else, wind = gets drier faster).

If someone is unable to moisturize their eyes in any way, the cornea will eventually get damaged (in Möbius syndrome it's often corneal ulcers), which leads to sight loss over time. It can also be painful (if the person can feel pain in the eyes). For people with milder blinking issues, the symptoms could be limited to irritation with no vision changes.

In general, legal blindness due to facial paralysis is absolutely possible but uncommon. Based on this PDF from Mobius Syndrome Foundation, most people with MS won't reach legal blindness (and MS is, if I had to guess, the type of facial paralysis with the highest % of that). Of course, it's important to take into account that this statistic was made in the US and it can look very differently for people in other parts of the world who might have much less access to healthcare.

Thanks for the ask!:-)

mod Sasza

[fl1pp1ngart1st]

☆ Jeff The Killer HCs ☆

This is coming from someone who mostly just remembers old stuff and hasn't re-read the stories. It's my opinions, you don't have to agree :>

Even though most of Jeff's face and hair is burnt up he is still very confident and sometimes full of himself. Thinks he's Hot Shit.

When he first met Smile Dog they definitely bit him. But it's all good now.

He doesn't like to eat anything liquidity due to it spilling out of the gashes in his cheek, although not as bad as Toby but still.

Playing off the last one, Jeff definitely uses a straw to drink anything.

He definitely can't say certain words correctly and genuinely has a hard time talking, so he doesn't talk much unless it's with someone he's really close with.

He for sure plays dressup with Sally and goes to her tea parties, along side Toby and anyone else she can find

Jeff doesn't mind that he doesn't have much hair anymore, but he'll wear wigs for Sally so she can play with long hair

Plays games with Ben, They definitely yell at eachother and then Ben makes fun of Jeff for having beef with a kid. But overall they love to hang out

Since Jeff doesn't have eyelids his eyes definitely get really dry, so he constantly carries eyedrops with him.

Also, he doesn't sleep well due to him not being able to close his eyes. So he generally doesn't sleep and watches other people sleep. But he does have a sleep mask to help so SOMETIMES He's able to doze off, just not for long.

When he does manage to sleep and has a nightmare he doesn't really talk about. He'll just slip into Ben's room and just watch him play games. At first, Ben was confused but after a while it became just a normal routine.

Jeff doesn't really care about others opinions of him until they start physically treating him like a freak or weirdo.

Jeff gives off Bisexual vibes. I don't know how to explain it, it's just is what it is.

Jeff never hurts animals. He would take care of stray dogs and cats, but he loves dogs a bit more.

Jeff doesn't really kill children, not really his thing but he will if they're bullies as it reminds him of his own bullies.

Flames probably make him a little uneasy, but not by much.

For some reason he seems like a guy who would like pasta. I don't know why.

Definitely Latino. I don't need to explain it's just facts.

[dino--draws]

para!Place and para!Ilse Relationship Headcanons — because I am mentally ill. Also I slipped in a little short written character exchange too

Tbh I think para!Place got manhandled as hell when brought to Site-43. That man was in complete shambles, frightened and sobbing his little heart out. No one is listening to what he’s saying, he can barely hear them over the ringing in his ears. They can’t wrangle him down to get the eyedrops in and end up having to sedate him to avoid 001-A killing the man. This is a horrendous first impression 

Fun fact?? Ilse was only a Year out of the incinerator when the Paradox hits?? She’s not doing too hot.

So they see this frightened, alone man and Majorly see themselves in him. She’s projecting when they first start trying to reach out and connect with him. And he vaguely knows of her from parascientific journals and such, which is better than knowing Nothing (see: not knowing a damn soul in 43)

para!Place is touch adverse as all hell due to the previous shit and para!Ilse is a very touchy-feely person due to being touch starved and this does clash a little initially

They keep trying to physically comfort him or just in general put a hand on him and it makes him flinch a handful of times. He’s bad at communicating discomfort but they pick up eventually and start asking permission 

Place takes a while to warm up to Ilse, but they both end up mutually latching onto the other. He tends to tail her like a lost dog because Ilse knows the site better at first

Him getting injured by 001-A and Ilse helping in his recovery majorly grows his trust in them back when they were still warming up

They are both so mid socially. Ilse stands too close to people and talks a bit too loud, Place will stare at you with wide eyes in dead silence

After a while Ilse ends up as like the only person on site that Place lets touch him, because he knows they’d never hurt him. :))))

You will often find them passed out in one of the labs curled up against each other.

They could have some sort of queer platonic relationship going on. Its moderately co-dependent and theyre not sure what to define it as but they act close. Its just all platonic

Place tells Ilse about all the stuff pop culturally and more mundane that they missed while in the Incinerator. Oh and books. TV shows. Movies. Media themes and modern tropes. They are usually very baffled or confused but the two of them loooove to yap its enriching for em.

They have moderately incomprehensible parascience discussions. They do not always Agree parascientifically and sometimes butt heads, but they respect the others opinions

AND THEN EVERYTHING GOES TO SHIT WHEN NGO DIES AND PHMD STARTS ISOLATING HIMSELF AND BREAKING UNDER THE PRESSURE ✨✨✨

He shuts out everything and everyone, gets some asinine shit thats been boiling under the surface in his mind this whole time and starts to crumble mentally.

It worries the Fuck outta Ilse, because they notice when he starts to deteriorate both physically and mentally but still can barely pry anything from him. They’re the one that prompts the “better story” line from him. 

They get Really strained 

When he abandons the timeline, when she realizes what he’s done and what he’s going to do, they are god damn furious.

Stealing this from Kiku, but Ilse basically jailbreaks her TAD jumpwatch and manages to jury rig it to follow him after some time passes. Taking the Cannon fucked everyone over, and they want fucking answers to what he’s doing.

She’s not going to like those answers.

Other tangential headcanons for these two

para!Place occasionally goes nonverbal. Sometimes stress related, sometimes he just Doesn’t feel like it. He’s gesture heavy or can use a text to speech to bridge gaps from time to time.

para!Ilse loves to draw. They’re mid at it at best and the drawings come out looking more like scientific diagrams, but they love to draw things that she sees in a little book. She looks back on the doodles she did of the outside world before the paradox with solemn nostalgia.

phmd has a damaged little rubiks cube but he struggles with it because half the colors are hard to see now with the red monochromacy 

Here actually have a little drabble because I am insane fun fact:

“How can you even solve that thing, with the monochromacy?” Ilse’s voice cuts through a silence that had previously only been broken by a quiet clicking. Placeholder jolts, and looks over at her. He’s sat on the lab’s floor, back against the wall, Rubik’s cube in his lap.

“Ah— well,” he rubs the bandages on his arm, winces, “truth be told, I can’t. The only colors that are still differential are these two—“ Place taps a darker square, and a pale one, “—blue and white, I think? I don’t remember well what they looked like.” The eyedrops make his vision blurry, anyhow. He can scarcely see, between them and the Paradox’s sensory effects. 

“So what’s the point?” There’s a shifting of fabric as Ilse plops down heavily next to him, adjusting her glasses on her nose. They’d long since popped out the lenses, but kept the frames for ‘nostalgia’. 

Place shrugs, “I like the sounds. I… I need to do something with my hands, HEAR something, or I fear I’ll go batty down here.”

“I can’t stand the silence either,” Ilse nods, she traces a circle on the tile with her finger, “the Incinerator was dead silent for all seventy-eight of those years, if I have to stand another second I may snap.” They give a harsh, bitter sort of laugh. Placeholder frowns,

“I… I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t be. If this shitfest is anyones fault, it’s Dougall’s, not yours — no matter what he tried to imply.” Ilse would almost rather this hell over their previous, if not for the fact this one affected more than just one person.

“…at least the Cannon works.” Placeholder sighs, “its given the others hope.”

“You say that as if it didn’t give you any,” Ilse arches her brow, “did you ever ask future you anything about what his situation was?”

Placeholder looks away. 

“Place?”

“I don’t remember. Our conversation fades more by the day. But I think he sounded… tired.”

“If YOU’RE saying someone sounded tired, it must’ve been bad.” Ilse frowns, they tentatively reach over to him — a silent ask of permission — and he nods. Ilse gently grasps his shoulder, tugs him closer and Place leans up against her, knees curling up to his chest. 

“And speaking of, you should rest, Place.“

He exhales softly, eyes drifting downwards.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

[midnightemy35]

Walkis Six Headcannons

Warnings! : Slight Mashle Manga spoilers!! (Most of these are after innocent zero had been defeated)

Mostly fluff and crack (some slight angst)

Charles is definitely the mom friend in the friend group. He admires his mother so greatly he has definitely been influenced by her behaviour and started to ‘mother’ his friends. (Especially since some of them have parental issues)

Post-Innocent Zero, Domina began to open up more to the others in the group. Domina began to talk a lot more about his interests and started to become more active when interacting with others in general

Galuf’s laughter is extremely contagious. When Kenny tells his puns, Galuf always laughs (canon) and everyone around just start laughing as well

Malcom has a small bee farm at home that he takes care of. Every once in a while he gifts a jar of honey to everyone.

After Lovie started to recover, he was insistent on enrolling into Walkis Academy and meet Lévis’ friends but Lévis was insistent that he does not

One day, while touring around the school, Lovie met Galuf who mistook him for Lévis and Lovie managed to convince Galuf to let him meet the rest of the friend group

Lévis was kinda upset because he wanted Lovie to study somewhere safer but Lovie really wanted to study together with Lévis

Kenny has the coldest fucking hands and he will be a little shit and put his hands on anyone at the most unexpected moments

Malcom jumps like six feet in the air when Kenny does this to him and it is so funny to watch this large man suddenly shoot up into the air

Charles always carries around eyedrops for Galuf’s dry eyes

Whenever Charles is on call with his mom, they either do that thing where they make a shit ton of questionable sounds in the background or they all crowd around to say hi to Charles’ mom

Charles has brought his friends home to meet his mom once and now they are all her unofficial adopted children. Everyone finally understands why Charles is so obsessed with her

^ Domina loves the apple pie she makes

Domina visits Innocent Zero occasionally and he often talks about the stuff that the gang gets up to during these visits. Innocent Zero may seem like he doesn’t really care but he’s a little happy that Domina has friends to keep him company

Kenny always has a lollipop in his mouth and it is getting concerning how many lollipops he consumes everyday

Each time they go out as a group, Charles is getting closer and closer to buying those backpack leashes for everyone in the group

If Domina isn’t wandering off because something caught his eye, Lévis and Galuf have accidentally started a fight. Kenny is on his fifth lollipop and Charles has to stop him from eating another out of concern for his blood sugar and Malcom is talking to the little ants on the sidewalk

Though as consolation, Charles gets a #2 mom mug from the group on mother’s day (#1 mom is obviously Charles’ own mom)

Someone help Charles before all his hair turns white before he turns 30 from dealing with all these dumbasses

Everyone in the group thought Lovie was an angel the first time they met him. They do not believe that Lévis is related to him even though they look exactly the same

I made a part two!

[hollowgears]

For the kitten if shes just skin and bone buy cat formula, theres directions on how to use it online as well as if you need to mix it with any water or pedialite to water it down (altho i think thats just for newborns that they need the mixed solution) and put it into a syringe or an eyedropped, just a few mouthfuls every few hours should help since if you feed her too quickly she'll get sick much like human eating disorders, blankets and wrapping her in anything warm while keeping her close to your body should help the kitty mentally just because they do need to be close to their mom as infants, any indication on age or size? Also- have you named it yet? 0.0 (sry curiosity)

Kitty update #1

Hey y'all! So at first I was worried about what to feed her since she didn't seem much interested in the dog food we had at home, however! I managed to buy some proper kitty food today and she very much enjoyed it, she's still eating only in small portions though

As for her age...i really don't know, she's young enough to not be scared of dogs, and my mom thinks she may have just opened her eyes recently? I can't tell, she is simply very little

She is also! Clingy! Oh my god so clingy, this cat will cry non stop if she is not on my lap or my bed

And we do have a name! Mom called dibs and named her Yennefer (I feel this is a reference I don't get...) or just Yene for short

Some pics of her after taking a very needed bath, and her first loaf!

Buying stuff for her was quite a hit to my wallet today haha- but it's worth every penny, more updates coming soon!

Want to support Yene and I? Check out my Kofi and even get a cool artwork out of it!

[noblest-roman-of-them-all]

Promise You'll Stay

A bit of an impulsive fic based on this post.

"Roman!"

The Prince of Creativity was ripped suddenly from his desk and pulled up through Remus’s floorboard at his twin's desperate summoning.

"Remus-" the words died in throat and he dropped to his knees beside Deceit who writhed in obvious agony. Where once there had been iridescent scales there was now only burned, pink flesh around his left eye.

"What happened," he demanded, taking Deceit's hand.

"Can you help him?" Remus questioned without answering. "With your potion. You can fix it. Right?"

Roman sat stunned for a moment, and glanced back down at Deceit who was clearly doing his best and failing to not cry, the salty tears no doubt burning his already damaged skin. "I-"

"Can you try?"

He glanced up to Remus who wore a look of fear and concern Roman had rarely seen on his face. He nodded. "I can try. Let's get him to my room, it might work better there."

Remus scooped Deceit up, before Roman could even offer to help. "Let's go."

Roman pushed open the door that joined his and Remus’s rooms. "Lay him on the bed and get out my first aid kit and the potion. I'm going to go wash my hands."

Remus did as he was told then knelt by bed and stroked back Janus's hair. "It's gonna be okay, Jan-Jan," he promised.

Janus shook his head. "What if doesn't work?"

"We're still gonna take care of you, I promise."

"Remus-"

"Alright," Roman rose up again and sat beside Deceit on the bed. "I want to try to clean the area before using the potion on it, just to be safe, alright?"

Deceit nodded.

"Close your eyes and try not to move. I'll make this as quick as I can, alright?"

Deceit let out a shaky breathe and grabbed for Remus before closing his eyes. He flinched and cried out as cool liquid ran over his skin. Gentle hands held reached out and held him still, Roman's hand against his right cheek and Remus's against his left.

"Almost done," Roman promised.

It seemed to go on for an eternity, but finally the liquid's flow retreated.

"Deep breathe and let it out slowly," Roman ordered.

Deceit tensed, knowing something else was coming. And when he exhaled, he felt a careful pressure over his eye as Roman used a bit of gauze to carefully dab the skin dry. He went stiff at the touch, arching his back to get away from it all.

"I know, I'm sorry. It's done now," Roman assured. "Just have to do the potion now. I want to put some in your eye too, just to be safe, alright?"

Deceit swallowed and nodded. "I trust you."

"We're almost done," Roman promised. "Can you open your eye for me?"

Deceit let out a shuddering breath, but manage to get his eye open. Roman examined it carefully.

"I don't know a lot about eyes," he admitted, "but it doesn't look damaged exactly. It's bloodshot, but your iris looks, okay. How's your vision?"

"No worse than usual," Deceit replied.

"Okay, just. Try to hold it open a moment while I get this in. Just like eyedrops, okay?"

Deceit wet his lips and nodded. "Okay."

"Okay," Roman nodded as well. He glanced up to Remus.

"I've got him," the Duke of Creativity assured.

It took everything in him not to flinch, but Janus managed to keep his eye open as a drop of bright red liquid fell from the vial and splashed against his slitted eye.

"That was great!" Roman encouraged. "You're doing great. We're almost done. Go ahead and close your eyes again."

Deceit did as he was told and winced when a few drops sprinkled around his eye. He let out a small whine as the liquid moved over his skin with a tingling sensation, almost like the pins and needles of a limb that has fallen asleep.

"Dee?"

"I'm alright, Remus," he assured, letting out a breath. "Did it work?"

"How does it feel?" Roman asked, dodging the question.

"Numb, a little."

"I'm sorry, Deceit," Roman answered softly. "It took away some of the redness, but it didn't heal it entirely. At least not the way it should have."

Deceit took a deep breath and tried to keep the sob from escaping his chest. Trying haed to be brave. "It's okay," he replied, his voice shaking, with pent up emotion. "Thank you for trying at least."

"We can still use it to manage pain until it does heal," Roman offered and stroked back Deceit's hair. "It does look better, but...it's probably going to scar."

Deceit nodded, a bitter laugh swelling up from his chest. He was shaking again. "I can live with that."

Roman gently scooped him up and into his arms.

"Thank you for taking care of me," he whispered.

"You're welcome," Roman replied and rested Deceit back on the bed. "You can stay here to get some rest if you want."

"I appreciate it, but I think I'd be more comfortable in my own room."

"I understand. Let me know if it starts hurting again, alright?"

"I will," Deceit promised. He reached for Remus, who once more scooped him into his arms.

"Thanks, Ro-bro," Remus said sincerely.

Roman smiled softly at his twin. "You're welcome, Rem-ding. Make sure he rests, okay?"

"I will." Remus sank from the room and rose into Janus's with perfect aim right next to the bed and laid Janus gently on it.

"Thank you for helping me," Janus said tiredly.

Remus clicked on the heating element of Janus's blanket and didn't answer as he tucked his friend in.

"Remus-"

"I'm sorry I couldn't keep you safe."

Janus shook his head. "That's not your fault, dear. I knew the risk I was taking. You're with me now and that's what's important to me."

Remus nodded and tried to get himself to believe that. "Get some sleep, Jan-Jan."

"Promise you'll stay?"

"I promise." Remus bent and kissed his brow. "I'll stay right here."

[ros-sauce]

Don't worry you're not dying: A collection of testosterone-related side effects you might not have known about

I've been on testosterone for about a year now, and have experienced some side effects that I'd personally never learned about while researching HRT. I didn't realize that these symptoms were related to testosterone for a long time, and became kinda worried about my health, but I've since learned that these aren't dangerous. So! I decided to make a list of side effects I've had, in the hopes that maybe someone experiencing the same will see this and be less afraid they're dying or something. I'll update this post whenever I get new information! Most recent update: 1/26/2024

Also, if I've found any specific product/method for making the symptom in question more manageable, I'll include that, too.

(ALSO also, obligatory "I am not a medical professional in any capacity, I am just some guy taking a prescription". Anyway, the list is under the cut. Thank u)

Dry skin - My face has definitely experienced the worst of it, but I've noticed that my skin in general is drier than before. Also, if you have eczema, it might get worse— areas of skin that were never too problematic for me in the past are prone to cracking and bleeding now. Using Aveeno Calm & Restore Oat Gel Moisturizer once daily has helped me with general facial dryness, and Flexitol Face & Eyelid Eczema Cream whenever necessary for eczema specifically.

Warm/dry eyes - All I can really say for this one at the moment is to stay hydrated and use cold compresses. Will report back if I find eyedrops that help

Numbness - My limbs fall asleep more frequently than before starting HRT, and with more intensity too. Waking up with one leg totally numb is something that happens once every couple weeks now. Terrifying, but harmless! I've heard that this gets better after you've been on T for a few years, and I have noticed that it happens way less frequently now that I'm about 2 years on HRT, than it did when I made this post.

You Will Smell Different - This is a commonly discussed one, but I still wanted to include it. Everything about you will smell different. Your pee will smell different. Please don't panic and think you have diabetes or something (I did this)

Hot flashes - I didn't realize these were hot flashes for the longest time because I didn't know that hot flashes weren't just pulses of heat, and in fact also involved sweating and unbearable itching. This is a PSA that they do that. Fun!

Poor temperature tolerance - In either direction. Some people only experience one or the other, and some people find that they can't handle heat or cold. Dress in what's comfortable so you don't sweat/freeze to death, even if it's different than you're used to!! This was brought to you by someone who stubbornly wore t-shirts in 40 degree weather because they used to be able to. Please do not do this

Worse menstrual cramps - This happened periodically throughout the first year of HRT for me; it's since mellowed out, and menstrual cramps actually hurt less than they did pre-T now.

[quickspinner]

I don't think I'm going to get the roundup done this week friends - I've got some kind of eye infection/inflammation going on. I've been to the doctor, I've got eyedrops, it should get better in a few days, but it hurts to look at the computer screen for too long and I can't manage that many links on my phone. It should be cleared up next week so I'll do a double week then.

[jenroses]

Working on making my space more accessible means short term intense effort for long term ease.

So the "before" was roughly this:

(the pictures are described in the text for those on screen readers.)Adjustable bed, janky bedrail with a squishmallow between me and it, messy shelf, laptop mounted on a slightly precarious wall mount, upright mouse on pillow, keyboard on lap, squishmallow under knees. Adjustable bed was awkward because the legs were not secure. They are now stabilized with car jack stands rated to 4000 pounds and it feels very secure. Price? $25.50.

Janky bedrail replaced with a smaller, sturdier, strapped-to-the-bed version: $39.99. The laptop lived there continuously for like five years without being de-mounted more than a couple times. So it was replaced with a desktop mid-tower with a larger monitor. Note that the screen is well aligned to my head and neck, and has a shelf mounted above it for the speakers and webcam. On the wall you can see a little basket, and empty shelf space for a plate of food and a jar of lemonade. There's a smaller pillow under my left elbow, a grey faux large sheepskin "rug" from Costco under my shoulders and head, and a colorful blanket over my lap. My knees are on the squishmallow and the mouse is on a sturdy memory foam pillow with a dark tencel pillowcase.

Here are some of the little quality of life improvements.

Today's project was a little basket! $11.99 and required a drill and about 10 minutes of futzing including getting the tools. In the basket are the bed remote, the air conditioning remote, a nail file, a sewing kit, fancy eyedrops, my distance glasses, some double stick tape, some lite salt, and my bendy straws. I can mend things lying down now.

Here, at the bottom of the computer, we have a new second on-off buttons so the monitor doesn't have to move for me to access the on-off switch. $7.85 and took five minutes to install.

This is what I see of the speakers and the webcam. They're mounted to a Vesa-compatible shelf mounted behind the monitor. The shelf was about $25 and was VERY difficult to get mounted correctly, requiring a lot of thought and I needed a lot of help to get it done. But it's sturdy. The mount for the webcam was $8. The speakers are up there in an extremely janky fashion and if you do something similar you should probably get speakers that are able to be mounted with a bolt or tripod mount. I got an etsy printed part and basically double-stick gorilla taped it up there to hold the speakers and it mostly works but only mostly. I'll figure something better out when I have another couple spoons to rub together. next project: Cable management.

[bleuflowerfields]

BLEU DEAREST HELLO

and goodnight,,,,, my eyes hurt 😭 i might actually sleep early tonight if i manage to stay off my phone. praying for your sleep too (idk if you’ve been needing it lately but rest is rest)

and!!! hugging you!!!!! stay warm <3333

dude get some eyedrops or smth if that happens during the day bc holy shit

please stay off ur phone <3 also ty! i've been sleeping surprisingly well as of recent

[myfriendskickass]

we still need to clean the house (still doing basement maintenance) and i need to find adhd friendly ways to clean frequently enough to eliminate all my OTHER environmental allergies first bc i am allergic to cats technically but if/when i get a new cat i cant just LEAVE THEM smh

@vergess does this sound like mcas to you

brief allergy history overview for context:

allergic to dust, pollen (esp ragweed), cat and dog dander, mold, cigarette smoke apparently?? a couple of other things supposedly idr i got dx'd in 1999

was on allergy meds of various kinds from age 5 to present plus allergy shots starting every 2 weeks graduating to every month. meds i REMEMBER taking (remember i started at age 5.): zyrtec twice a day rx until it went otc (idr dosage), rhinocort (idr if rx or otc). stopped that at some point idr when or why. rx patanol twice a day. saline nose spray twice a day. allergy shots never make me react more than some itchiness.

got the cat in 8th grade. allergist was NOT happy about it. reaction was itchy eyes for like 2 weeks that eventually stopped.

went to college in early 2010s. allergist said i dont need shots anymore. no access to allergist meant i stopped using the patanol unless my eyes got SUPER itchy because at the time it was rx only. continued to take otc generic zyrtec 10mg twice a day. (i was on liquid until like high school bc i couldnt swallow pills so when i switched to pills i continued the same dosage which...is HONESTLY pediatric now that i think about it, but even at 18 it still worked? i was still very skinny though)

then 3 years into college i started getting acid reflux so bad i couldn't eat plain lettuce. got an endoscopy done. got dx'd with eosinophilic esophagitis. got put on 40mg sodium pantoprazole (insurance would not cover nexium.) once a day. (COINCIDENTALLY GAINED A LOT OF WEIGHT AFTER THIS HMM)

went back to same allergist i have been seeing since i was 5. got a skin test done. was told i was MORE reactive (especially to cat :() than i was in 1999...all from 3 years without allergy shots? at least on the skin test. started shots again. got blood tested for food allergies. results seem to fluctuate whether i ate that thing before testing (ie whether it comes up as higher than what the bloodwork calls "level 0/equivocal") two constant and consistent results are hazelnuts and carrots (which have ALWAYS given me acid reflux)

i go back to gi with these results. they tell me i might have GERD. (allergist, when told of my eosinic dx, says "ugh i hope not, you need a liquid diet to deal with that."). second endoscopy after a month on the proton pump inhibitor. acid damage is healing. they tell me its safe to stay on pantoprazole long term.

fast forward to today, 9 years later. i take 10 mg of zyrtec otc twice a day. i tried flonase, did nothing. allegra is too hard to swallow. getting monthly allergy shots. rinse my nose out with saline when i remember to. take otc patanol extra strength once a day (package says to and its easier to remember than twice a day). i skip pantoprazole until the acid reflux gets very bad because 1. makes me gain weight 2. unsure about how safe it is long term 3. i just forget sometimes. i stopped eating all food allergens EXCEPT dairy because whether whey shows up as an ige allergy seems to fluctuate and also i love cheese. i am working on it.

SYMPTOMS, though: constant post nasal drip. (no change from childhood.) nose is stuffier but managed with saline. general constant low level cold symptoms (stuffy nose, very rare slight cough) eyes water only if i forget to use eyedrops. sometimes i get itchy but no hives, no redness. acid reflux when i skip the ppi or eat carrots. i gave up nutella entirely because nut allergies can apparently get worse out of the blue very fast. ragweed season gives me watery eyes and stuffy nose almost 24/7 but no wheezing or breathing issues. ANIMAL DANDER, my biggest concern, gives me itchy watery eyes DEPENDING on how clean the environment is. (i was completely fine in a small house for 12 hours with 4 cats and 3 dogs, fine in my sister's house for 6-8 hours with a shibe, but not fine in a house with 3 cats thats never vaccuumed, and not fine in my sister's car that had no shibe in it.) (not fine is still just minor eye symptoms)

cat died in 2017 so i no longer have long term exposure but dander supposedly stays in the house right? towards the end of his life, we let him in my previously off limits room that had a knockoff hepa filter running 24/7 with no issues. he was not in my room 24/7. currently i have a purezone i think??? hepa filter running 8-6 hours a day because the blue light is required for it to function. i try to change it every 3 months but sometimes i forget.

i really want another cat...even though my allergist is of the "you shouldn't be exposing yourself to any allergens on purpose" mentality. she DOES think mcas exists. she also said its safe to take 10mg cetirizine hcl 4x a day. people tell me allergies can get worse with exposure over time but then how would allergy shots work?

things i wonder about and will ask her next appointment: i am no longer 18 and 90lbs soaking wet- is 10mg of zyrtec once a day enough? did i build a tolerance? should i go back to twice a day?

my current goals:

i will use saline more often. vaccuum and dust more. keep my air filter running 24/7. IF i get a cat, no access to my room ever. i will feed it that purina food scientifically proven to lower the amount of allergen in their dander.

my big fear is 1. i have mcas which makes any allergy exposure a risk 2. people are correct unfortunately and allergy exposure DOES make it worse and that getting a cat now will give me anaphylaxis in the future :( (but then how do allergy shots work???)

i have never experienced anaphylaxis. i have never needed an epi pen. i never needed benadryl.i still don't react to the allergy shots. reactions to pet dander are mild annoying itchy eyes that depend on how clean the area is and also don't always last for the entire time i am exposed anyway. but my bloodwork shows inflammation a lot but no doctor has ever been concerned.

is this mcas??? it kind of looks more like i got sloppy with cleaning and med taking and also possibly built up a tolerance to zyrtec/gained enough weight that 10mg/a day is not enough anymore? allegra did nothing when i switched but i was also taking it 1x a day

my PLAN was get on top of every other allergen so that cat dander is the only thing i am exposed to on a daily basis BUT if this looks more like my allergies overall are just getting worse, i don't want to risk getting a cat just to have to rehome it.

lol sorry this adhd ramble was prompted by pc advice

i am NOT asking for medical advice! i am asking 1. what to ask my doctor in a way that wont make her fire me as a patient for getting a cat (right now she just says "its different when you own one" but i had one for 11 years with no issue so???) 2. does this match your experience as somebody with mcas