#STARVED and DEHYDRATED???

[saturnsconstellation]

If I ever were in that arena with Sirius Blacks little brother I would’ve killed myself.

[morgaseus]

Absolutely smitten by Rayne Ames the moment I saw him. Look i'm a sucker for self-sacrificing characters. And that got me thinking...

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who is the Golden boy of Easton Academy; Academics? Looks? Talent? Skills? The teacher's love him, every girl loves him, the boys want to be him, and parent's wish their children were like him. He's got it all, so what's not to like about him?

And enter you, a perfectly average student who can't seem to excel at anything other than subjects you're passionate/interested about. Compared to Rayne Ames, you're nothing, not even a pebble at a sidewalk.. So when midterm results came out… you feel like your soul’s about to ascend to heaven

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who’s as cold as the northern winds, even his fangirls have a hard time approaching him! but that won't deter you from approaching him! Not when your grades are on the line!

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who you begged to tutor you! And if he refuses, you threaten to tell everyone how he has a soft spot for rabbits, thereby ruining his image! HA! He can't have that now can he?!

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who absolutely does not care if you tell everyone about his fondness for rabbits; he’s got his priorities straight, he couldn’t care less about some nobody. But upon seeing how genuine you are about needing his help, relented.

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who’s tutoring methods are brutal. You feel like a recruit being told by his superiors to do 100 pushups! You feel like you're about to cry. Ahhh, just what the hell did you put yourself into, you’d rather go to sleep, but you have to push through! Think about your parents, who worked their asses off to enroll you in a prestigious school!

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who was the first person you told about your finals exam result. He didn't seem like it but deep down he’s very proud of you! Your score may not be the same as his but Rayne knows how much effort you put to achieve a high score.

Schoolmate! Rayne Ames who found himself always waiting for you. It's Lunchtime? You’ll come to his room to fetch him, so you two can have lunch together. It’s a semester break and there's a festival near the town? You’ll come to his dorm room so both of you can enjoy it together.

And oh, there’s a prize you really want but can’t seem to get because you suck at the game? He’ll win it for you. There’s a stuffed toy who seems to remind him of you? He’ll get it for you.

Rayne Ames who’s slowly but surely falling for you.

Rayne Ames upon realizing his feelings can't help but be disgusted. Disgusted at himself for allowing someone like him to fall for you.

Rayne Ames who slowly starts to distance himself from you. You want to eat lunch together? He’s got an important task to attend to. There’s a festival near town? Again, he's got an important task to attend to. You need his help regarding this certain subject you're having a hard time with? You can ask someone else to help you. He’s a busy man, he has no time for such frivolities.

Rayne Ames who despite his best efforts in avoiding you, can't help but feel like there’s something, someone lacking in his life. It feels so bleak, so empty,

Rayne Ames who always finds you seeking him, always asking about his whereabouts, despite it being months of avoiding you. He knows that you know he’s purposely avoiding you, any normal person would’ve given up by now, and yet, you still insist

Rayne Ames who found himself cornered by you. Apologizing to him if you did something wrong or told something offensive to him

Rayne Ames who denied any of the above. Telling you that you did nothing wrong and that you should go back to your room now, it's beyond hours.

“Then, is it because you don’t want to be seen with someone like me? Is that it Rayne? Is that it?”

Rayne Ames who’s chest ached.

Rayne Ames whose eyes are as cold as the northern winds told you: “that’s right, i'm ashamed to be seen with someone like you”

Rayne Ames who can't seem to read you, you've always worn your heart around your sleeves, but this time it's like you've totally enclosed your heart. But this should be fine right? This should be enough to deter you. So give up, stop looking for him and go on with your life. 

“You’re not being truthful, at all, Rayne. At Least tell me the truth so I can..”

Rayne Ames who clenched his teeth and told you the truth; how during those times you've been together, he found himself falling for you, and he can’t have that.

And Rayne Ames who told you that you deserve someone better; someone normal unlike him. Someone who can give you a normal life, grow old and have a normal happy family. Without him, without someone like him

Rayne Ames who heard the sharp, piercing noise, before the stinging sensation in his cheek. It took a moment for Rayne to process what happened, out of all the possible reactions for you to have, being slapped did not cross his mind.

Rayne Ames who sees your face contort with anger and sadness; telling him that he has no right to dictate what you should do with your life.

Rayne Ames who feels guilty, he knows what he’s done is wrong, but it's the only thing he knows that's right- keeping people he cherishes away from him. You shouldn’t get entangled with him any further. It's for your own good.

Rayne Ames who pulls you close to him, hiding behind the shadows of a pillar, so as to not get discovered by a patrolling staff. Your argument with him might’ve alerted them. 

Rayne Ames who became too aware of how close you are. Too close. Too close.

Rayne Ames who was ready to pull himself away from you. But before he could make a move, he felt your arms wrap around him, pulling him closer to you. Despite his inclination to pull away, he found himself melting into your embrace.

Just once, he’ll allow this luxury just once more.

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Augusnippets Day 15: Starvation

cw: drugging, substance dependency, starvation, emeto, sorta dehumanization, dissociation, nonsexual nudity, vague deathwish

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for the @augusnippets challenge // word count: 537

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He can no longer sit up on his own.

Too weak. In the sparse moments where he's coherent enough to think, the spy knows they're tapering off his rations. Hunger crawls up from his stomach like a swarm of ants, leeching what little strength remains.

He It is always trapped in a haze, but the haze is no longer big enough. It aches all day, unable to even sleep until someone brings another water bottle. Pain consumes its leg, hunger shivers in its bones. When guards pass by, it begs them for water, not food, wanting only to numb it all.

Sometimes they comply, but it's rarely enough. Are they taking away its relief too? Or has it built a tolerance to the drug?

(the thought terrifies the spy when he can comprehend it; the thought of never returning to himself)

It can hardly move. It doesn't want to move. When the stubborn thing inside tries to lift its head, there is only dizziness, more pain, a fleeting fear that this may be the end.

The creature wants none of that. No thoughts, no senses, only the drug that allows it to sleep.

They bring it water and it drinks and nothing happens. No fog, no sudden emptiness. It whimpers into the concrete for hours or days.

The bring it water and it drinks.

(no food)

It can't stop shivering, nausea twisting its empty stomach.

(why can't you do something why can't you move why couldn't you have held fast)

They don't bring it water.

Two guards, it can see them through hazy vision. Its eyes hurt, its head aches.

(this is different)

They grab its arms, dragging it out of the cell, bad leg howling, utter agony, creature howling with it, voice weak

(pathetic, could've ran, could've done something)

the movement and pain and nausea and dizziness are all too much after it's been allowed to feel nothing for so long and it heaves up nothing, bile on its tongue, tears in its eyes. They drag it somewhere and it hurts it hurts it hurts.

(could've turned it down)

would've died

(would've been better)

They have to hold it up, hands around and under its arms. Someone else is talking at it, but it doesn't matter. It hurts and it's cold, colder than the cell was.

(when did they take his clothes?)

It tries to vomit again, left with a sour string of spit clinging to its chin. Over, it just wants it to be over, just wants it to—

Its head jerks up so quickly it sees spots when it hears the snap of a bottle opening. The new person is holding it out

(smirking)

It tries to reach for the bottle, can't shake itself free of the hands, trapped. It can't make sense of the stream of words pouring from its mouth, but it can't stop them either.

pleasepleasepleaesithurtspleaseithurts

(you were supposed to be better than this you were supposed to endure–)

The man laughs.

“Damn. Guess you really can do a number on a guy without lifting a finger.” He screws the cap back on, ignoring the creature's despairing whine.

“Put him back for now. I think he's almost ready for some questions.”

[bolshoiromanova]

These hot toys pics make feel indescribable feelings . . .

[sera8273]

I have a question, like a true honest one talking about Odysseus (and yeah his crew but like eh-) (only Eury actually counts-)

When was the last time any of them slept- like, actually fucking slept and not just an hour or more?

Like the only thing that the Crew does all day is Row. Until Poseidon kills like 557 of em and Circe turns however many into pigs, now I have no idea how much time has passed between Circe’s Saga and the Underworld Saga bc hey my only knowledge is from Epic itself but to me?

The remaining 42 men loose their other comrades, go to a house with comfort and food and get turned into pigs, get reverted back into humans, stay for like a bit but then go on their way to the underworld where they still fucking row and then die-

Like

Huh!?

And then Ody- don’t get me started on this fucking lunatic- he doesn’t sleep for 9 days straight and when he does it’s for like an hour or less. He doesn’t at all have time to rest bc his remaining men who betrayed him got captured by a fucking Godess so now he gotta save their asses and when he does he now gotta go to the underworld where he gets knocked out by Eury who betrays him and then they just all die-

Like….

What the fuck!?

Again! I don’t know how much time it’s been since Circe and Underworld but it all seems so…rushed- not the music! But the way Ody and his crew travel place to place.

They just lost 557 of their men, get turned into pigs, go to the underworld, go on an island, and then get their asses wooped by another fucking god.

It’s why I just can’t blame any of them for their actions because they’re so fucked up!

Correct me or give me more information on this bc if I’m right than it’s no wonder why Ody and his crew are just so fucked up!

[swagging-back-to]

i do wholeheartedly believe gifting animals to elderly patients because they're lonely is the exact same thing as giving a kid an animal because they're bored.

both situations come at great cost to the animal due to neglect, abuse. in the case of the elder they have the very likely chance of being left unattended for a significant time after the person dies and having that trauma. many animals are placed in shelters after their owner dies, and then are euthanized.

[catherine-sketches]

The great thing about Taz and Iñaki’s friendship is that, besides the Sanji x Luffy realness, the Whole Cake Island Arc is going to hurt like a motherfucker

[mycenaae]

also my big lucanis plot critique/complaint is that they worked so so hard to sanitize the crows and caterina specifically that they wound up erasing a lot of his really interesting tie-in media backstory and the trauma he endured (which would likely be what made him compatible with spite in the first place!!!!!!!) and so now he's just like. a walking coffee ad in a kiss the chef apron, outside of his spite-and-illario-specific plotlines. but with the tie-in media in mind, caterina declaring him first talon feels like such an ominous ending to his questline & just another person controlling him from behind the scenes, instead of as a victorious end to his struggles lol

[iero]

Unpopular opinion here and I'm not trying to start shit, but I know people are gonna fucking basically camp for barricade for My Chem at WWWY and that is so annoying to me and... not really the point of a festival to me.

[babieken]

[monsoon-of-art]

Love that you didn't give Gaeric a six pack.

Gaeric fights between wanting a six pack and staying properly hydrated. No matter which one he chooses, both paths lead to him drinking water in the end.

when drawing Gaeric I try to pull of refs of Strongmen, not body builders. Assuming he's as strong as he says, he'd be built like a Strongman! very bulky with a bit of a tummy

[redroomroaving]

And a lil Soup

Donnick x Abdirak

(I'll never stop drawing Soup)

[queenofthursday6599-blog]

Now I'm in total agreement with that one post that's about how you should definitely just use over the counter painmeds if you need them, and that pain/stress isn't good for the body.

But also for my fellow neurodivergent people out there, make sure that you're not just forgetting a vital need of some sort.

Make sure that the headache you have is an actual headache, and not like a symptom of sleep deprivation or dehydration, and your stomach ache isn't because you haven't fed yourself today.

Don't just take painmeds and wait that out, eat a sandwich and drink something and see if you start to feel better first.

Like you should take the painmeds after you make sure to top up on food and water. Because then you made sure you are fed and watered so you know it's not one of those, and you can just nap after the painmeds if you have time and your brain is willing to be quiet.

Also taking painmeds on an empty stomach and thirsty can just make you feel worse, I know it does for me.

[vampiredesmond]

DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY GOOD SHAUNDES FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS PLEASE

[clumsiestgiantess]

You shrank at 12:00 noon yesterday afternoon. The transformation was instant and affected everything you were wearing including anything in your pockets or bags but NOT your hand.

Would you have survived until now? How?

[triple--a--threat]

when the going gets tough the tough gets going (only one result while searching for some damn fics on ao3)