#and was bedridden for like 2 weeks

[emahriel]

i need bg3 patch 7 to not release today because i'm dying in bed from idk what... manifesting a thursday release

[flitterywings]

I can’t believe I’ve lost two years of my twenties to health problems and disability. it’s still baffling me that I’m not anywhere close to recovering

[alliswyattonthewesternfront]

i have sprung into action at a level previously unseen. i am moving through my apartment like powerful, methodical invading army, cleaning and straightening everything in my wake

[micamone]

hey guys

[jojossillywalk]

avdol never says that he dressed up like his dad, he only says that he dressed up like a rich guy. "that's avdol's dad" came out of joseph's mouth, because. all the crusaders could see that that was just. avdol. in a fake beard. wearing shorts. i think that was improv on joseph's part. because presumably avdol just thought "You Know What Would Be Really Funny" and joseph agreed.

[stinkrascal]

oh btw we leave TOMORROW which means i can be home to make story posts n see my kitties finally!!!!!

[barbreypilled]

I will put my shelf up before the day is out and I will not injure my frail shitty wrists while doing so and I will not ask my dad to do it for me bc he’s being a little prick lately but I may ask my brother…….. maybe I should just ask my brother

[vampireloverz]

[breakdancing] i survived a bad health scare yahoo !

[yaddam333]

Today I had the best sparring EVER, and 2 dudes (one very muscular, the other has been doing the sport for a year more than me, both taller than me) complimented me because I'm strong and I'm ajbdjsosnsgsiosjs

Like the second dude told me that he only struggles against me and I was blushing and giggling while we beat the shit out each other and like I'm extremely anxious about not being good at muay thai so this really made my day <3333

[karathraces]

this joint pain is ruling my life but i really don't have it in me to take a systemic again

[novadreii]

when you're clearly your therapist's favourite mess and she slots you in whenever you need even though her online calendar is booked solid for weeks in advance

[mejomonster]

My mean brain is cycling on "you should look up how to find love" again. Despite knowing ill see 200 articles ive read before, 10 books ive read before, and probably 20 new ones to depress me

[suzetonic]

I feel like my colds have been much worse since I got COVID in 2022.

[spatialwave]

"my ambition" - part one

pairing: jayvik x fem!reader word count: 1k tags: mdni! semi-nsfw, fluffy, poly relationship, reader has a chronic illness, no use of y/n, not beta’d. notes:no summary bc it’s very short n sweet and mostly just some fluff!! will probably write a part 2 to this or use this fic as a base for future one shots hehe. reminder that my ask box is open! 🩵 credits: art by @/shuploc & divider by @/cafekitsune on tumblr!

part 2. ->

“No, no, this doesn’t make sense.”

The flickering flame of several candles lit up the darkened apartment as Jayce sat over a scattering of papers. His back hunched, eyes tired, stubble unshaved and fingers tracing over the writings on the parchments. Forever studying and analyzing ways to work with the hextech, to improve upon it and use it to help others. To help you, and Viktor.

“Sleep is good for the brain.” A tired voice spoke from behind him.

There was a quiet groan that erupted from deep within his chest, a reprieve from the chaos in his mind, as he rested back against the wooden chair that creaked beneath his weight. Your hand, a delicate touch, trailed over his bare shoulders as he worked late in only his nice pair of trousers that were gifted by the Kiramman family.

He hadn’t taken a single moment of rest since a meeting with Viktor and Heimerdinger earlier that day to go over progress of the hextech research. They had hit a roadblock, having advanced so far, yet still struggling to find ways for it to help the people, rather than just Piltover.

Hextech was more than a tool to better run the city and improve upon its trades within Runeterra. If only he could find a way to stabilize the crystal.

“You’re overworking yourself, Jayce,” you continued, arms now wrapping around his shoulders. Your chest pressed against the back of his head, hands palming against his muscled chest.

“I’m this close to a breakthrough,” the man sighed, finding comfort in your touch as he leaned back and let his eyes flutter closed, sleep heavy in his head, “Progress Day is three months away, and what do we have to show for it? An unstabilized crystal?”

Jayce was worked up like this more often than not, the work with hextech had taken the forefront for years now. Recently it had begun to consume him, but you were the recipe to keeping him sane. 

You were his rock, as he said.

“Hexgates, airships, robots,” your posh accent chimed as your body moved and you’d managed to sneak your way onto Jayce’s lap — ultimately severing the line between him and his work. 

Your chests pressed together, faces only a few inches apart as you stared into those honey-coloured eyes.

“Why do you always get so down on yourself?” 

Jayce stared at you, strong calloused hands settling on your hips as you straddled him. He had no ambition to answer, knowing very well that he was his own worst critic and you were his biggest supporter. 

“You’ll get there,” you continued, head ducking as your lips pressed to his jaw. The roughage of his stubble prickly against your lips as you kissed, trailing from under his chin to underneath his ear, “now, I haven’t had a chance to have you in over a week. I think I’m rather deserving.”

That roused a chuckle from him, a toothy grin on his lips as he allowed himself to relax under your touch. 

“I want to do this for you,” he murmured, head lulling back as you kissed down his neck, “something to help.”

“I know,” you soothed, one hand palmed at his chest as you pulled back, a finger touching his chin and tilting his face back to you, “I’ve made it this far, haven’t I?”

Jayce’s eyes opened, and it was like seeing you for the first time all over again. Beautiful and glowing.

Your sickness was well-hidden, a struggle you dealt with behind closed doors. Pain that erupted through your veins, left your muscles weak and skin burning. It came in flares — aches so painful it left you bedridden for weeks.

Once an Academy all-star, now confined to your apartment. You were thankful for Jayce and Viktor, the two most important individuals in your life.

“Now come to bed. I can’t remember the last time you’d managed to stay up later than Viktor,” you smiled, shifting off of his lap. Two quick breaths blew out the candles, and you’d managed to pull Jayce along behind you like a lovesick puppy.

You dropped the robe that had covered your body, revealing your half-naked body save for the underwear that hugged the curves of your hips. The mattress dipped under your weight as you crawled in next to a sleeping Viktor, who had retired to bed with you a few hours earlier.

He rolled onto his side toward you, a slender arm wrapped over your waist and bony fingers pressing into the skin of your hip. You pressed yourself against his frail chest, face buried as you inhaled his scent and Jayce slipped under the blankets on the other side of him.

“Finally wrangled him?” Viktor hummed, half-asleep, as both yours and Jayce’s warmth kept him tired.

“You’ve let him beat you again. You’re losing your drive for all-nighters full of bright ideas,” you murmured, nuzzling against him.

“I’ve long lost that spark,” Viktor mumbled, burying his face in your hair and sighing as he felt Jayce’s hands slide along his bare skin, “I’m a tired old man now. I can live with that.”

Jayce snorted, “I do it for the both of us then,” he murmured into his lover’s ear, breath warm and tickling his skin. A shaky breath trembled out from Viktor’s lips, tensing his arms around you.

You were quick to join in on the fun, lips attached to the base of Viktor’s throat as you left a trail of feather light kisses along his skin. One hand reaching down between his legs and into the briefs he wore.

“Can’t a man get rest?” he breathed out, squirming between you two. 

“No,” Jayce huffed, lips pressed to Viktor’s shoulders as he assaulted him with a flurry of open-mouthed kisses to his skin, teeth and lips dragging against him.

“Sorry, love,” you whispered, licking a line on his neck before suckling on the skin, “I may have riled him up in the kitchen.”

“How awful,” he sighed, though, there was nothing Viktor enjoyed more than having two lips and two pairs of hands traversing his body. 

He melted into the touch as the three of you consumed each other. Hands traveling over skin, lips connected, tongues lapping at each other and clothes ripped from bodies.

The three of you were the embodiment of love. On the worst days, there were no thoughts of giving up. You were each other’s ambition.

[critterpdf]

so good news and bad news: good news is im not constantly bedridden which i am grateful for! bad news is i havent really gotten anywhere vis a vis voc rehab/disability (we love the united states etc)/finding out what's wrong with my back and because of that i am perhaps. not doing so hot money wise (not getting too into it but i have about enough for one month's worth of bills with no surprises/anything extra). i'm hoping to maybe be able to open commissions again in a month or two and maybe work on adopts in the meantime but otherwise i don't have any income atm. once again i don't like asking for help with things but at this point i'm worried about being able to afford things like cat food and also keeping up w my electric bill etc . so any help is appreciated :'^]

obligatory athena picture also:

hi yall i know these posts are getting old but ive been kinda hitting a wall lately vis a vis pain management which has made art Kinda Rough (it's been getting progressively worse over the past few months which is why i didn't too great @ artfight this year), but. Working on it 👍ty to everyone who attacked me this year!! i love everything sm it all made me so happy to see & hopefully ill get something figured out soon that makes things a little easier :'^)

in the meantime i am feeling a little stressed abt money stuff. i'm working on figuring out voc rehab etc so i can get a source of income but at the same time i'm having more stuck-in-bed days from pain which is. yippee

reminder that i have a ko-fi page with little adoptables/a tip jar [clickable link to ko-fi] and an etsy store [clickable link to the store]. im a little slower at order fulfillment rn BUT i'm still getting them out within the 2 week window i have listed on etsy

[marv3l-drag0ns]

call me the impostor the way im venting

im rapidly approaching overwhelmed my history video sucks ass (im not redoing it) my eye hurts (it feels like theres something in there) im tired and achey (its 11pm and i havent slept well the past three days) i have to write 300-400 characters because of my stupid fucking chinese project which ALSO sucks ass but a little less and im just exhausted and about to cry and i want to go to bed but i have to do the chinese even though i submitted the history im so burnt out