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[ewan-mclaughin]

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[isla-mcallister]

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Narcolepsy Management: Adderall is also used in the treatment of narcolepsy, a sleep disorder characterized by excessive daytime sleepiness and sudden loss of muscle tone.

Comprehensive Symptom Management: Adderall addresses various ADHD symptoms, including inattention, hyperactivity, and impulsivity, helping individuals improve their focus and concentration.

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Adderall 20mg should be taken exactly as prescribed by a licensed healthcare professional. It is crucial to follow the prescribed dosage and not exceed the recommended limits to avoid potential side effects or dependency. Adderall is a controlled substance, and its use should be closely monitored by a healthcare professional.

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[siobhan-sutherland]

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[fangthroat]

idk if this will resonate with anyone else very much but like. i think i lean more heavily towards kemonomimis/inumimi spectrum of things generally when i am calm, happy, feeling myself, etc. i get the phantom limb kinda feeling for a tail or ears. fangs claws etc depending on what kinda shift it is. along with other stuff that i just don't wanna talk about on here.

but when i do feel.. more feral i guess? more angry. anxious, frightened, feel like i need to defend myself, or like having a panic attack, i shift more into a 'wild feral animal' sort of mindset. i get that more, on all fours im a beaten down dog trying to fight back kinda feeling. idk its hard to describe. a lot of unpacking this is pretty new to me.

[ovisiphorus]

Cedric is staying a few days. Sad bc he got in trouble for biting a coworker (he was over stimulated because all the dogs were riled up after a fight and he sometimes chews on people to self soothe).

I did get to cuddle with him for a bit. My coworker is okay BTW, just annoyed which I empathize with as someone who has been chomped on by him.

[2leggedshark]

We will always love and support you Nen <3

What bad decision are you gonna make?/j

-🎸 (We trust you sorta dw whatever it is tis good :3)

Going off my meds because i wanna be able to function without them 👍

[sensitivedead]

playing the med game and got a script for a new antipsychotic, pray this one doesnt sap my energy

[upthewerewolves]

Of course we travel right before a horrible storm and flash flooding. Of course I’m 7+ hours away from my house and my pets having to interact with relatives.

[wonkyjaw]

It was pointed out once again that our dog is not a dog. Someone threw one of her many toys at her and she just looked at him, utterly betrayed, then went back to licking her leg. We had to explain that she doesn’t know how to play and the abundance of toys scattered around is mostly due to us throwing them in an attempt to get her to understand. She’ll gnaw on one if she’s feeling it and she’ll cuddle with others sometimes, but fetch doesn’t exist and neither does tug of war. She’s a cat. She just wants to laze around all day and cuddle and she bites without warning when overstimulated. She’s a cat with deer legs and floppy dog ears.

[syluslnd]

Your writing style is positively inspiring and transporting 😍 I’ve been wanting to ask this for a long time, but only have built up the courage to request: how Sylus would react to learning the MC or y/n is on antidepressants/anti anxiety meds for their past traumas, and possibly how he would react to noticing MC having rough mental health days . I absolutely understand if it’s not something you want or can write on 💙🙏 just wanted to at least ask :)

Sylus reaction to reader who’s on meds

(hi anon personally I’ve never had to be on meds so this topic is one I’m not too familiar with,I tried my best to write it accordingly;I hope you’re well and I’m glad you had the courage to send in this request it was something completely new for me to write🤍)

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The apartment was quiet when Sylus arrived, far quieter than he expected. Normally, the moment he stepped through the door, he’d hear your cheerful voice, some casual greeting or see you bouncing from room to room in your usual flustered, charming way. But today, there was only silence.

He walked in, his boots making soft thuds against the floor. His eyes flickered around the room, scanning for signs of your presence. A mug sat abandoned on the kitchen counter, half-filled with tea, long gone cold. There was a book lying open on the couch, its pages dog-eared but you were nowhere to be seen.

“Sylus?” your voice, faint and hesitant, called from down the hall. You appeared a moment later, your face wearing a smile, though it didn’t quite reach your eyes. Something about you seemed… off.

“Hey, sweetie” he said, forcing his usual smirk as he approached you. But there was a subtle flicker of concern in his eyes, something he tried to mask behind his casual tone. “Everything okay? You look a little worn out.”

“Oh, just tired” you replied quickly, your tone a little too light, a little too quick. “I didn’t sleep well last night. But it’s fine.”

Sylus nodded slowly, watching you for a moment longer. He had known you long enough to read the slight tremor in your voice the tension in your shoulders but he didn’t push. Not yet.

While you disappeared into the kitchen to grab something, Sylus moved toward the living room. He casually glanced over the cluttered coffee table, where your things were strewn about, remnants of a busy week. But then his eyes caught something small and unassuming—an orange bottle, half-hidden under some papers.

He paused, his brow furrowing as he picked it up. Xanax. His breath hitched, his normally composed expression slipping as he turned the bottle in his hand, staring at the label. Anxiety medication. The name alone struck him with a mix of surprise and concern.

You hadn’t mentioned this. Not once. Not even hinted at it. You were always so bright, so full of life, even when you tripped over your words or blushed under his teasing gaze. The thought that something darker had been lurking beneath your usual cheerfulness hit him hard.

“Sylus?” Your voice startled him. He quickly set the bottle down but not before you saw the way his fingers lingered on it, the way his expression tightened with unspoken questions. He looked up at you, his usual confidence suddenly faltering.

There was a beat of silence before he spoke, his voice quieter than usual. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

You froze, your heart sinking as your eyes darted from him to the bottle of pills he’d clearly seen. The weight of it, the unspoken truth you had been hiding, suddenly became too heavy to ignore. You opened your mouth but no words came out at first.

Sylus stood there, his gaze now piercing in a different way—less teasing more intense more concerned. His hands hung at his sides, as if he wasn’t sure what to do with them as if he wanted to reach out to you but didn’t know how.

“Sweetie…” His voice softened, a rare break in his usual sharp demeanor. “How long have you been dealing with this?”

You took a shaky breath, feeling the tension in the air thicken. “I—I didn’t want to bother you” you admitted, your voice small guilt and fear tightening your chest. “You’re always so busy, with work and everything. I didn’t want to make it a big deal.”

Sylus’s eyes narrowed and for the first time there was no smirk, no teasing glint. He looked… hurt. His jaw tightened and he ran a hand through his hair, visibly grappling with how to respond. “A big deal? You’re dealing with something this serious and you thought it wasn’t worth telling me?”

You couldn’t meet his gaze anymore, your eyes dropping to the floor. The truth, the weight of what you’d been hiding, was unbearable now. “I didn’t want to worry you” you whispered, feeling the sting of tears welling up. “I’ve just been… struggling. A lot. But I didn’t know how to say it. I didn’t want to seem weak. Not to you.”

For a moment, Sylus didn’t speak. His silence was heavy, filled with thoughts you couldn’t quite read. Then he exhaled sharply, as if he was trying to release some of the tension that had been building up inside him.

“You’re not weak” he finally said, his voice a little rough around the edges. His hand lifted, hesitant at first but then he stepped closer and gently cupped your cheek, tilting your face up so you had no choice but to meet his gaze. “You should’ve told me. I should’ve noticed.”

His thumb brushed lightly across your cheek, wiping away a tear you hadn’t realized had fallen. The guilt in his eyes was undeniable and it broke through that tough, stoic exterior he usually wore like armor.

“I’ve been so caught up with work…” he muttered, mostly to himself, his jaw clenching as he shook his head. “I should’ve been here for you. I’m sorry.”

You shook your head quickly, trying to quell the guilt you could see eating at him. “No, it’s not your fault, Sylus. You couldn’t have known. I—I’ve gotten good at hiding it. I didn’t want anyone to see how bad it’s been.”

His hand moved from your cheek to your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “But I should’ve seen it” he said, his voice low and tense, filled with regret. “You’re always so… cheery around me. I didn’t know you were feeling like this underneath it all.”

You swallowed hard finally letting the full weight of your feelings tumble out. “I didn’t know how to talk about it” you admitted, your voice breaking. “It’s been hard. The anxiety, the feeling like I’m drowning some days… I’ve been putting on a mask just to get through.”

Sylus’s grip on your shoulder tightened, his expression darkening with the weight of what you were saying. “You don’t have to do that with me” he said firmly, his voice low and intense. “You don’t have to hide anything.”

You felt a lump rise in your throat the vulnerability making you feel raw and exposed. But the way he was looking at you now—so serious, so full of regret—made you feel like you could finally let go of the walls you had built around yourself.

“I didn’t want to burden you” you whispered, voice trembling. “You’re always busy. I didn’t want to be another thing on your plate.”

His eyes flashed with frustration, not at you, but at himself. “You’re not a burden, sweetie” he said, his voice soft but intense. “You could never be.”

There was a long tense silence before Sylus sighed heavily pulling you into his chest, his arms wrapping around you tightly. The embrace was firm, reassuring in a way that made your entire body relax for the first time in weeks. His scent, his warmth, everything about him was grounding.

“I’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner” he whispered, his voice thick with guilt. “But I’m here now. I’ll make more time for you. We’ll get through this together, okay?”

You nodded into his chest, feeling the weight of the past few weeks lift just a little. With Sylus holding you like this, for the first time in a while, you didn’t feel so alone.

[whattheheckmidoriya]

If requests are still open can i request something where reader has an anxiety reducing quirk, readers body sends out frequencies that relax those around them the closer a target is, so if you touch reader the effects are even stronger. They’re Basically anti-depression meds in human form. And they’re dating Aizawa, and when he hugs them he instantly feels calm, and reader kind of helps him through his mental health after he has a rough night after a patrol. Bonus if reader is working under hound dog at UA as a substitute guidance counsellor for the students.

Frayed Nerves

Description: Aizawa's mind had been in a frenzy ever since the USJ incident, and it's been slowly tearing at him. When it all became too much, all he could do was run to you.

Word Count: 981

Pairing: Aizawa Shota x Reader

Author's Note: Ah thank you so so much for the request, friend! I know it's not word-for-word what you'd asked for, but it was such a nice request to shake me out of my writing slump🩷 I hope you enjoy!

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He couldn’t remember making his way home.

Truth of the matter was, he couldn’t remember half of his day. His thoughts flickered in and out of existence, none of them remaining long enough for him to grasp at, and it slowly drove him mad. He's not like this— not at all. Shota had always been rational; he'd always been collected and quick to act. However, something in him has changed, something not many had noticed.

Something felt horribly wrong, he thought.

Shota felt it the second he walked out of your shared home. He could feel it on his commute to work— the pit in his stomach, growing, consuming him little by little. An ache in his chest made him squeeze his eyes shut, his breaths ragged with every painful thump of his heart against his ribcage. His ribs rattled with every quickened breath and racing beat, his chest threatening to cave in on itself.

This didn't feel normal, not to him.

It started soon after the USJ incident. Yes, he noticed the way he'd subtly flinch whenever someone would reach out to him or the way he'd reach out for his scarf more often for a sense of security. That sickening feeling in his stomach only got worse as time went by, his nights long and restless. Shota lingered around you more often, his mind always so full of terrifying thoughts that he couldn’t seem to put to rest.

He tried to do as you told him, he really did. Deep breaths in...and out. It didn't work. It never seemed to work. It wasn't enough. His mind was too loud, his chest too tight. He felt his mind slipping away, frenzied and unfocused.

He gave your other advice a try as well. Wash your face. Have a warm drink. Take some time for yourself. It didn't work either. The water was too hot for his face, the coffee too cold for his taste. He couldn't escape the noise— it seemed to follow him everywhere. The loud chatter from the U.A. hallways, the constant patter of feet on the ground, the skull-rattling bell that nearly made him want to rip his hair out.

Shota never wore his emotions on his sleeves. No, he didn't allow himself that pleasure. He'd always been a man of subtly, a man of quiet words but loud actions. Despite his best attempts to keep a collected exterior, there was a crack in his demeanor. His fingers fluttered at his sides often, as if trying to subly shake off some of this unwanted energy. His jaw ticked, clenched tightly so as not to give away his inner turmoil. He hid often behind the thick bundle of his scarf, tugging the fabric further up his face.

He didn't know what was happening, didn't know what to call it. But you did. Of course you did; you'd seen this a million times before— had to comfort many students and civillians through it.

"Shota," you'd said gently, almost as if trying no to spook him off. "You're experiencing anxiety, okay?" 

You'd offered to help many times before, insisting that 'this is literally what you're made for', but he couldn't bring himself to accept your offer. Perhaps it was pride, maybe even shame— fear to become a bother— but he found it hard to simply...let go. Shota knew of your quirk, how it helped soothe so many troubled minds before, but he could never bring himself to be just another person you had to take care of.

But he couldn't do it anymore.

The commute back home didn't even register in his clouded mind, his body moving by muscle memory alone. He probably skipped his patrol that night without even realizing it.

It didn't matter. He just needed to see you.

The door might've closed a bit louder than he intended, but he didn't notice. He just needed to see you. His belongings sat abandoned by the door, each one landing with a thud as he shed them off— his bag, papers, shoes all scattered around. Desperation marked his every move, accentuated how much he needed you.

The noise must've alerted you to his presence because it didn't take long for your head to pop out of the kitchen.

Instantly, his heart felt lighter at the sight of you.

"Shota, what—?" You didn't have the chance to finish before he'd wrapped you in his embrace, burying his face in the crook of your neck. He held you tightly— tighter than usual, and you immediately understood what he needed. Wrapping your arms around him, your hands rubbed gentle circles over his back, the mixture of your quirk and your touch nearly turning his tense body into putty in your hands.

"Rough day?" you murmured quietly, one of your hands reaching up to his head, cradling it against your neck.

Shota sighed heavily, his chest deflating. He only gave a silent nod in response.

You both stayed like that for a while, just holding each other. You knew Shota was never the type to talk his feelings out, so you held him until he felt ready to let go. But it took a while to get to that point. He held on tightly, almost as if slowly letting go of the unease that had been building up within him. His tense muscles slowly began to release, his breaths slowing into a softer pace. Shota could feel it, the way your quirk balmed over him, soothing his every anxious thought and feeling. It was a warm and fuzzy feeling, pooling from his mind and trickling down to his toes.

It felt good.

You sighed softly, squeezing him gently as you felt his lashes flutter against the skin of your neck. "It's okay," you cooed quietly. "I've got you. You're safe."

And that was all Shota needed to let his mind drift off.

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[stoutguts]

ADHD/neurodivergent 🧼 (💀🧼 too bc why not/it's my comfort ship and I love them)

(chock full of my own personal HCs and ideas, also mental health stuff/issues/problems heyo)

I am most definitely all for autistic Ghost, but what about ADHD brain/neurodivergent Soap? I've seen few people talk about this or explore it so here we go.

Like, even though Johnny's generally laid back, he still tends to be very hyper or high-strung. Maybe even overwhelming for some people, and is easily excited almost like a puppy (golden retriever Soap my beloved), (Ghost thinking it's literally the cutest thing ever). Bro has either the attention span of a nat or is so hyper-focused on something he forgets to blink.

He has APD (auditory processing disorder),—and will ask you to repeat yourself 15+ times before he finally understands what your saying. This is incredibly frustrating for him, but like Price will lose his shit, because having to repeat himself is like one of his pet peeves lmao. Same thing, with Yuri.

Even Ghost and Gaz get fed up with him on occasion. Though Roach doesn’t give a fuck because they’re just as ADHD as him, and just loves to talk, plus their echolalia helps to sort things out lots of times. Gaz will give him the silent treatment and refuse to talk to him. Usually when Simon finally gets irritated with him it's lead to a fight. But it isn't long before Ghost feels bad and apologizes, and reassures him saying "I know you can't help it". Simon tries to work on learning to be more patient specifically for him. 💕

He does the same things that Simon does to stim, (though particularly pacing and bouncing his leg). But he also likes to chew on everything, whether it’s a pen/pencil, a cap off a water bottle or other plastic drink bottle—(This pisses off Simon in particular, and they’re always scolding him about how he’s gonna end up choking on it. Not to mention, he always leaves the nasty ass, spit-covered things around and forgets to throw them away after he’s done with one. Either leaving Ghost to pick up after him much to his disgust, or forcing Johnny to throw his own shit away, (as he should). If he gets ahold one of those spiky silicone balls from an arcade machine he likes to bite the nibs on it, etc. Simon has even bought him some chewlery because he orally stims so much, to which Soap uses all the time and was overjoyed when Ghost first got it for him. Though his chewlery needs to constantly be replaced because Johnny has unusually strong and sharp teeth. It’s not uncommon for him to completely destroy shit that he gets his paws on. Simon often comparing him to a dog or a teething puppy.

I am also totally for Johnny being just as mentally fucked as Ghost.

He’s the four b's, bisexual, bipolar, bilingual, and a bitch.

Like Simon, Johnny has generalized anxiety disorder (GAD) and post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), for similar or for maybe even the same reasons as Ghost. Not nearly to the same level of severity, but panic attacks and flashbacks do happen on occasion. As with certain things he's easily triggered.

He also struggles with bipolar disorder and/or severe manic depression. His bipolar tendencies making it incredibly difficult to maintain relationships in his youth, among many other things, (his past drug abuse/addiction only making him worse and more unstable). Though these days he’s medicated and for the most part stable, only sometimes going off his meds, (particularly when he relapses or is heavily triggered by something).

No therapist has ever been able to help Soap, though he does see a psychiatrist regularly.

Mostly for anti-psychotics and other prescription refills and the like, but can vent as much as he likes to them. Either that, or Simon doesn't mind lending an ear to listen when he needs it.

Similar to Ghost, Johnny can have very low self-esteem, but can also be of very high self-esteem, (it fluctuates due to his manic depression). And Simon is more than willing to give him reassurance and comfort, but equally doesn't mind knocking him off his high-horse, and/or, taking down his ego a few pegs if need be. (Which isn't so bad, as Johnny just so happens to have a degradation kink). >:3

Johnny is a highly reserved person, (though he’s able to put on a mask/a show for other people and strangers), and pretty stoic (all things considered), due to his traumatic upbringing. He has a very unhealthy habit of bottling up his emotions until he quite literally explodes, though he's trying to get better about that. But he can’t help but genuinely let his guard down, and has LEARNED to let his guard down around Ghost, the 1-4-1, and his sisters (the most important people in his life).

This tidbit has less to do with mental health and rather his personality but I still wanted to include it here so…

Soap is highly perceptive and emotionally intelligent. You can't hide anything from him as he can always tell when someone's lying to him, and he always knows when something's wrong. A true empath. He's also a very good liar himself because of this, but he uses this secret power responsibly, and would never lie to those closest to him and/or his loved ones.

All members of the 1-4-1 having highly specific phobias? Yes please.

As for Johnny…

He is deathly afraid of needles and hospitals (Trypanophobia and Nosocomephobia), because when he was growing up and as a young kid he was quite sickly, and often was in and out of the hospital. He's immunocomprised and gets sicks all the time, most of the time nowadays when he gets sick it's just a small cold, with the occasional illness that may put him out of commission for a bit—Simon always doting over him and making sure he’s okay when he even so much as senses he’s got a runny nose—Johnny finding it incredibly endearing, but when he was a child it was horrible. When he was hospitalized he'd suffer at the hands of doctors and nurses much too often, going through one too many traumatic experiences. Mostly, because of incompetence or just straight up apathy. Getting his IV done is the worst, because he's cursed with almost non-existent and small veins. Oh so jealous, of Ghost's huge and bulging veins. Someone will stick him upwards of 10 times or more, or until his arms are swollen, until they finally get it right usually. Not to mention, Johnny also has Hemophilia, and so he bleeds a lot which only makes it even more distressing. Soap specifically underwent medical and first-aid training, just so he could avoid going to medical himself as much as possible. His medical knowledge and training has happened to pay off lots of times in the field, for himself or for his teammates or squad’s sakes. Despite his aversion, he's not squeamish at all when it comes to mending his own wounds, or others weirdly enough. Even if he's severely injured he refuses to go to medical. Simon used to get really mad at him for this, because of not only his stubbornness, but seemingly his cockiness was what really pissed him off. And they know Johnny’s skills only go so far, and he's immunocomprised and a hemophiliac for crying out loud. Eventually Ghost confronted him about this, and after Soap explained everything it was a lot more understanding and sympathetic. Though it didn’t change the fact that it will borderline harass him if he’s seriously hurt and won’t go help himself, or just straight up force him to go to medical. Johnny always protests but ultimately he gives in, and Simon makes sure to give him emotional support and stay with him when he needs patched up.

Thank you for reading my ramblings, next post will be about my take on Ghost, his mental health, his autism, etc, probably!

[mewpre]

Update: last week’s reassessment was a bust because he saw someone in the hallway as I was leaving and flipped out immediately, BUT during his reassessment the week before he stayed laying down for….6 minutes! And even then he settled on the floor and didn’t go to the door until almost 12 min after I left!!

4 weeks ago, we started a separation anxiety course for Corn Dog since he will often bark nonstop if left alone for any amount of time. During the initial assessment, he ran to the door and started barking and whining 2 seconds after I left and closed the door. 😭

He seemed to be doing well with the 4-5 desensitization sessions a week and would stay laying down even when I leave and close the door behind me, but last week he regressed when we upped the difficulty of the sessions a bit too much and ran to the door as soon as I left the apartment. 😭

After this week’s sessions, we had a reassessment to see how long Corn Dog will stay laying down after I leave and he stayed laying down for…1 min 56 seconds!! 🥹 Going from flipping his shit within 2 seconds to laying down for almost two whole minutes is amazing progress! This is how he looked 1.5 min after I left, looking much more relaxed than I expected!

I know there’s still a lot of work and training before my partner and I can leave Corn Dog at home to go grocery shopping together or dine in at restaurants without getting a sitter or putting him up in a dog hotel, but I’m so proud of my little man!

[theambivalentagender]

I've been once again lent out to another dog grooming salon in a nearby city. And said city has a high and visible "homeless population." And I've been thinking about a lot of stuff after observing some incidents, likely thoughts that have been analyzed and discussed in more detail than I can put into it, but here goes:

I think a lot about a post I saw a long time ago about how people living on the streets don't have the luxury of dealing with emotion crises and mental health breakdown in private. And I think back to how I, as a "housed person," deal with mental health issues that can sometimes be very visible. I've had bad days or weeks where I don't shower or wash my clothes enough, and much of what I wear is pretty old and worn already. When I'm off my adhd medication I talk to myself more because it's how I can keep my thoughts in line, and medication withdrawals from my anti anxiety meds can make me go twitchy randomly from brain zaps.

And sometimes, even when I'm like this, I have to go out in public. And I'm sure someone could see me at my worst this way and immediately assume I'm homeless.

I mean, really think about it. When you see just a person walking on the street, no signs or anything, what exactly is telling you whether or not that person is actually homeless?

I think about this because I've seen so many cops come up to people, clearly called in by a "concerned citizen," to move people who appear homeless under this stereotype. And you hear stories all the time - a cop is arresting someone with no apparent provocation, but all the storyteller has to say is "they were arresting a homeless person" and people nod along, of course, that's the reason.

Nobody wants to criminalize homelessness, that's horrible! But, well, we just want to protect our *community,* and it just makes it easier to keep people *safe* and comfortable, right? If a homeless person's appearance is making you uncomfortable, you should just *be safe* and bring the cops in, right?

Except, how do you really know for sure that person is homeless? How do you know you're not full on criminalizing a disability, or even just the act of being in public looking less than perfect?

No, of course you'd never want to do that! No one deserves to go to jail just for having a bad day!

Then why would they deserve it if they *were* homeless?

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I typed a long post, but tumblr ate it.

I read somewhere that “everything is training” or something like that, meaning that anything going on in your life where your dog is involved, they’re learning.

Yesterday, we went to the vet with Elliot and Bean and while it wasn’t a Training Session, training happened. With Elliot’s eye injury, it’s important to remember that this isn’t his 100%.

Elliot got nervous when the tech took his leash and asked him to go on the scale. He’s not scared of people or the scale, so I’m thinking either he didn’t know what was going on or it’s because he had to go away from me.

He’s been away from me with other people before, but I want to try it again once he’s fully healed to see if it’s his separation anxiety or a one time thing.

The vet tech did the same thing with Bean (and Elliot, for Bean’s support) and he was relaxed and happy. I know he’s very attached to me, but the more information I gather, the more I know what needs work.

Outside of that, Elliot did A+. His tail was wagging so much seeing the tech and the vet that I could hear it tap on the wall without seeing him 😂 He was a bit uncomfortable when the vet looked at his eye, but that’s normal.

He didn’t try to mark or pee anywhere! He was very eager to greet employees walking by and he really wanted to greet the other animals he could see through a door. A huge English Mastiff was in the lobby and Elliot did well! Curious, but no barking or jumping.

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Elliot’s eye is doing so much better after 2 ointment doses and anti inflammatory meds, so much it’s almost back to normal already!

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Bean did well too. She’s always nervous around strangers, but being able to sit on a chair seems to help and she was eager to take treats. She was offended when the tech ran out of treats 😂 She’s scared of touch and strangers, especially when they touch her, but it went well for her. Having treats, chairs AND Elliot The Happy Sidekick seems to help her.

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Weird headcanon idea. Negaduck has a peat bog in a bucket with the most gorgeous Venus flytraps, pitcher plants and Drosera rotundifolia in it and they only grow so well because they're scared, like that screen from Good Omens where Crowley has beautiful plants and blends one/puts it in the garbage disposal because of a spot. Negaduck uproots any that are dying and shoots them with the biggest caliber gun he has on hand in clear view of the others. His sundews are in their own bog bucket because they stay outside over winter. He also has a collection of the most gorgeous venomous spiders that he handles regularly with anti-cut gloves on in case they get spooked just for his own safety. Bushroot is absolutely not happy when Negaduck shows up holding the bog buckets because they exude plant screams. He carries around his bog buckets to deal with mosquitoes because they swarm him so badly that he went through a period of time where he smelled like a boys locker room, stale urine and deet. He uses a broken couch in his main hideout as a urinal.

Quackerjack has a set of good chisels, Negaduck once used one and was forced to sharpen it at ukulele point. Quackerjack has unmedicated ADHD, explaining his wackiness, his ADHD and autism with a special interest in toys and how to make them into weapons is his superpower. (That means that Negaduck technically stole Quackerjack's mental illnesses.)

Megavolt has anxiety that's treated with meds that also deal with ADHD. He has autism with a special interest in electricity. When he got his superpower (well superpowers if you consider electrical immunity and electromanipulation two separate powers) he also got ADHD from it, but since his anxiety meds dealt with the hyperactivity part he only gets the forgetfulness.

Bushroot has insomnia and low key is a carnivorous plant in that he will grab bugs out of the air or off of other plants and eat said bugs. He gets supplemental nutrition from it, meaning he can have tap water as he can draw only the good nutrients from it. Since his roots are above ground his bug eating helps when he can't make time to sit and draw nutrients from the soil and it's too soon for more fertilizer without burning his roots. He sleeps standing up with his petals curled over his stamen to protect them at night. His stamen are sensitive (they are a plant's male reproductive organ after all) and he only allows a select few to touch them. In the winter his stamen are shorter and his petals are not fully uncurled to provide warmth to them. His roots have no pain receptors and so he can stand directly on snow with no issues. He repels mosquitoes.

Liquidator often is seen near Bushroot. Liquidator is one of the select few who can touch Bushroot's stamen. (It's not gay if it's a water dog and plant duck right?) Liquidator and Bushroot have a relationship that developed into what's practically a gay relationship based mostly on the fact that Liquidator is pretty convenient for a plant during a drought. He will melt into a puddle to avoid responsibilities. He sometimes decides that giving himself an arm on his crotch would be more useful to pick something up off the ground. He doesn't need sleep but will curl up in a bucket near Bushroot at night.