Love the tiny continuity of Eliot getting his elbow hurt in the beginning of “The Top Hat Job” and still holding his elbow after the elevator fight. I just feel like they always make characters seem unhurt after like on injury.
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Hey y’all! Weird question, when people talk about joint pain, is that like pain of the muscles around the joint, or pain in the joint itself? And how do you tell the difference?
Asking because multiple doctors keep asking about/assuming I have joint pain, and while I do have some stiffness and pain in joints sometimes I assumed it was the muscles around the joints, because my electrolytes are Very Wrong and it causes muscle issues
Oh wait extra question: when you get cold do the bones in your hands and feet ache and feel like they take forever to warm up? Because I thought that was just bad circulation (from my inability to electrolyte correctly) but now I’m not sure
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Me: Time to greet the day!
Migratory Arthritis: Fuck you, fuck today, and FUCK your left wrist in particular
Me: Ok champ, good talk
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Sorry I'm just being emotional about Damian again.
He's just this little fuckin guy. He's perfect. I want to eat him like a Mario mushroom and go break blocks (<- what does this mean). I love him.
While I'm here I might as well ask if anyone has any drawing requests/ poses you'd like me to draw him in. Could be multiple people. I don't want to do a comic because I'm disabled and it takes so much more wrist action to draw a comic than to draw a single image.
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Had someone DM me and ask what drawing tablet I use, cause they wanna start drawing! Which like so honored to be your inspiration, but I draw with a mouse. Like all my art is made in photoshop with my mouse and the pen tool lmao 🫠
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wip wednesday :D
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have a depressing oddly interpreted take on the taint affecting alistair and rowena 😘
The taint came for his hands first.
A side effect of days spent clutching a sword and shield no doubt. His veins went fast, running black and blue overnight. He didn't like looking at them, but Rowena traced them over every night. Hardened bones were next. Protruding metacarpals and thinned knuckles and a noticeable creak in the mornings. Then the pain began. The ache. Days where his joints stiffened to stone, where a grasp clenched too tight refused to come undone, where splaying fingers to their fullest extent proved too much.
Rowena often caught him staring at his hands in the corner of her eye. Busy hands, curious hands, hands made to fidget and gesture and move above all else, now immobile. His worry token went untouched for months, as did many of the things he loved to hold. Flowers in the garden. The mabari's paws. Rowena.
There was a time when Alistair couldn't keep his hands off of her. Affection of the physical kind was a bright and shiny concept and it took time for him to adjust. Rowena could touch him anywhere, after all. It came easy to her, the affection, the initiation. His cheek, his chin, his collarbone--anywhere would do. Eventually, he came to reciprocate. Tentatively at first, as if asking for permission, but confidence came with the security of her affection. Touch became a comfort. A hand around her waist, on her jaw, in her hair. Anywhere would do.
It couldn't have been more different now. He shied away when she reached for his arm to hold, twitched when she kissed his neck in the mornings. Evening baths became sparser until they no longer existed at all, and this Rowena could hardly bear--facing this truth that the old rituals had died, so she clung to the last of them.
No amount of massage relieved the pain, but Rowena would be damned if she didn't try. Nightly, he let her take his hands in her own.
It was a relief each time to see that despite the Taint, Alistair's hands were still his own, broad and square-fingered and devastatingly gentle. Calloused on the underside and scarred by his earliest days with a blade, too young and eager to know any better. And those nights by the firelight, nights where she took his palm in her hands and massaged the ache away, she could see that Alistair's hands were still freckled, just barely. The sun could still shine on him and leave honeyed kisses against his skin and this was one thing the taint could never take. No darkspawn could take the sun.
The night she realized this, she wept silently. She'd stopped him before he could speak, pressed his freckled hand to her cheek before he could pull away, and whispered, "Bathe with me."
Months later, the taint came for her.
For Rowena, it was her vision and it was swift. [reduntant fix this queen lol]
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My wrist is Threatening Action bc I’ve been drawing a LOT lately so I’m having to do a short self-imposed ban on drawing to let it rest. This means I also can’t do lino cutting or use a game controller, since they also strain the area in question. What uh…… what do I do with myself here when I can’t do any of my favourite hobbies lmao…
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