#background chronic illness

[crispyjenkins]

ooo well since you're asking for breathless!AU prompts! Could we get some insight on Jango and Obi's relationship before Jango left as a supercommando? When Obi was a teenager and full of anger and called Jango a laserbrain? Because I would LOVE to see how Jango felt in that situation.

Mando’a: buir/e — “parent/s”, gender neutral mando’ad/e — lit. “true child/ren of Mandalore”, True Mandalorian/s (slang shortened to Haat'ad/e) (pls accept this tiny offering. i miss this obi dearly.) first parts here and here | Ao3

  Ruusaan has Obi-Wan a year before Jango meets him, because the brat spends most of it half-dead in a hospital, and Jango doesn’t care that his buir sends him disappointed glances when he calls Obi-Wan the brat: Obi-Wan is a brat and Jango has the scorched remains of his favourite cape to prove it.

  Before becoming Haat’ad, before Jaster found him, Jango had been the youngest in his family, so he knows for a fact that the brat’s vicious streak isn’t because he’s got a “youngest brother complex” or whatever the fuck Myles keeps trying to excuse him with. Wherever Ruusaan found the brat, feral children must be the norm, because Jango can’t fathom how else he had turned out like... that.

  Jango swears he’s seen his eyes reflect light in the dark, so maybe he isn’t even fully human. That might explain a lot.

  And for some reason, Jaster keeps shoving the two of them together, like he hopes some of Jango’s maturity and common sense will rub off on him. That’s an utterly lost cause, Jango thinks, when the brat hates Jedi almost more than the Haat Mando’ade hate Death Watch, and isn’t afraid to show it.

  Which is maybe why Jango freezes in the doorway to the brat’s room instead of moving the fuck out of the way, when he walks in on the brat struggling into a binder and Obi-Wan launches his entire bed at him in panic. With his mind.

  Obi-Wan refuses to apologise afterwards, but does take Jango to the infirmary so a professional can fix his face before he bleeds out from his broken nose and the sizable gash on his forehead. Jango, of course, learns to knock.

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  To Jango’s eternal consternation, the brat is actually quite adept at hand-to-hand and swordplay already, better than most his age, and certainly better than Jango had been at fourteen. Unfortunately, the brat knows this fact ticks him off, and is all too happy to shove it in his face at every opportunity, until most of their interactions devolve into scuffles that only pass for sparring for the first few blows before it becomes clear they are far more interested in beating the shit out of each other.

  He seethes that the brat can get under his skin so fucking easily. He’s nineteen already, he has better fucking things to do than wrestling with tweens in the dirt, and he should be better than wrestling tweens in the dirt, but for some reason, Obi-Wan knows just what to say or do to piss him off.

  Maybe it wouldn’t be so annoying if their buir’e weren’t so fucking amused by it.

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  After Jango leaves and comes back, their spars are actually just that, even if some part of Jango is still ticked off that Obi-Wan has somehow improved at the same rate he had as a teen. Which is to say, despite the years of experience he has on Obi-Wan, Jango ends most of these spars on the flat of his back, scowling up at a flushed and grinning brat.

  He... supposes there are worse ways to lose.

[slutdge]

day 9,047 of the dont kill yourself challenge

[brandileigh2003]

New fic alert!

Have some fluff, raising teddy, hea goodness.

Parks and Playdates

Summary: Remus didn't imagine joining a playgroup would bring so much joy into his life

“So, Remus. Tell me. What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?” “What?” Remus said, a little surprised. He had expected the usual set of questions. Where are you from, where do you work, how old is Teddy, etc. “Favorite ice cream? It tells you a lot about a person,” Sirius said, smirking. “Does it really? And if I said chocolate, what would that tell you?” Remus said. “No idea, honestly. I just like to start with different questions, you know?” Sirius answered. “Okay, fair enough. Important one here. What’s your favorite dinosaur? You need a good answer or else Teddy might never be your friend,” Remus quipped. “Teddy huh? Well, what about you?” Sirius said.

Come give me some love if you're so inclined ❤️❤️

[bestfriend-confidant-sillyrabbit]

Vintage dip and pip

[newtsinboots]

Moonbeam moth shadowbox~

(Something I'm doing now!)

[kawaiianimeredhead]

Spent the last hour and a half give or take with the goal to organize the shelves in the bedroom

They all definitely look this neat and I totally didn't just chuck things I couldn't make work onto the other shelves into piles

Let's also ignore the fact this this was already by far the most organized shelf I had already...

[sullina]

If you ever feel bad about needing any sort of medication/drug/anything of the sort, i want you to remember that caffeine dependency is such a widespread thing that it's worth capitalising on and it's treated as no less casual than needing food to eat or water to drink.

Just because some substances aren't as accepted as others are doesn't mean you're any less capable for needing them.

[singswan-springswan]

practicing more backgrounds! went wayyyy out of my comfort zone on this one but it was super fun!! experimenting with a different style and lots of new techniques on the drawing app. such range!! God bless Adobe Fresco!!!

[starrynightsdelight]

I’m definitely fortunate I have better days but it is also frustrating because how my brain works I think “oh I’m fine it’s not a problem” as soon as things get slightly better, which means the only time I fully internalize it’s a real problem is when I am too tired/pained/foggy brain to handle it.

[samuel-is-an-idiot]

Hey guys my friend does commissions and she's INCREDIBLY talented she did 1 for me and I absolutely love it, and right now she needs OUR help!

She's been stuck at home since an accident almost 2 years ago now and is really struggling financially and mentally since she still hasn't gotten her financial aid and disability recognition papers from the government.

Here are the prices (from screenshots and here's her website https://artistree.io/saph_the_nb_queen?fbclid=PAAaZqA8rh6cmDUgZXJARoPccKBfigZbdgG2TD7fzk_8l1uB_rCvWI33-D3yc )

Here's her instagram: https://instagram.com/saphthenbqueen?igshid=NzZhOTFlYzFmZQ==

Here's her twitter : 🍄Viiolet Rosea🍄 ⎮Pre-debut⎮ (@ViioletR)

Her work is amazing and relatively fast, she's an incredible person and she really needs the help and activity right now.

[natsmagi]

It feels a bit embarrassing to be horny on main but damn I loved the shading and lighting but especially the blending on the drawing (Sorry that was my focus)

WAHH THANK UUUUUUU !!!!!!!!! i was fighting for my life w the shading omg do u have any idea how hard it is to get skin to look smooth when ur style is more painterly. should NOT have taken me as long as it did to render

and i got caught up w the lighting and general rendering myself so dont worry ASJKHFKJHJKH I WANT IT TO BE VISUALLY INTERESTING ABOVE ALL ELSE !!! the girls is just a bonus

[iheartmoons]

chapter two of touch is out!!

“He’s a CF-er,” Sirius said.

It wasn’t a question. He knew already. Rather more a statement.

An: oh.

“With B Cepacia,” Poppy murmured, “He’s part of a new drug trial they’re doing.”

The nurse waited a beat before saying something more. Somehow, she could read him like an open book. Just this once, he hated it.

“Look, you can hang out with him all you like. But you can kiss the possibility of new lungs goodbye. If you catch that bacteria, there is no coming back. Nothing. Stay away, Sirius.”

[andromedasummer]

me 🤝 the person at the cafe counter 🤝 the person behind me = auditory processing disorder

[descendantofthesparrow]

Regarding the tags on your WIP Walter x reader story:

Does he think it'll cure her? If there is *some* pity, is he hopeful for a cure, but it doesn't work? And that causes some tension between them? I mean, she'll now be immortal, so it does fix the issue of her life expectancy. If there's tension, why? Does she think he regrets choosing her? Does he feel bad it didn't *work* if that was the goal? Some other misunderstanding between them?

If the vampires in this story don't need to breathe, that might address the asthma initially, but the rest could stay? In my story, Walter cannot cry like a human, but he has lingering feelings of his body attempting to sob which results in panicked chest spasms. Maybe she still gets lingering feelings of her asthma, but no actual attack, but it causes everyone's attention to fall to her during events with the three families, and the others comment about her, again causing angst.

Are her legs visibly damaged from birth/severe illness (look up Toulouse-Lautrec syndrome/PYCD, Miyoshi Myopathy, Blount’s disease, etc) or even from lack of use (partial atrophy)? If someone were missing a finger and became a vampire, I wouldn't assume that it would suddenly reappear, so if those diseases or similar (even unspecified) are part of her disability, it makes sense that they wouldn't be fully cured by vampirism. The intense pain might be gone, but she would still have difficulties.

A question I'm really curious about - esp with it being from her POV - is did *she* think she'd be cured? What are her feelings and expectations when Walter chooses her? The anticipation on her wedding day - not only for her husband, but for her health as well - and after she's turned what does change with her body? We all feel inadequate when we compare ourselves to others, so what thoughts are running through her mind with regards to the Klopstock and Billington brides? How do they treat her? How do the rest of the families react to Walter's choice?

all the questions you asked are spoilers so-unfortunately i wont answer so at least SOME of the fic is fresh XDXD (also me-sending you so many peek so of the fic XD)

[leezuhh]

i hate the event structure that so many gacha games have where specific storylines will be locked behind temporary events because what do you MEAN nu carnival has extremely essential character background/lore locked behind an event that legit hasn't rerun since i started seriously playing it last winter

[luna-azzurra]

12 Emotional Wounds in Fiction Storys

Betraying a Loved One. Your character made a choice, and it backfired, badly. They betrayed someone close to them, maybe on purpose, maybe by accident. Now, the guilt’s eating them alive. They might try to fix things, but can they even make up for what they did?

Guilt Over a Past Mistake. They made a mistake, one that cost someone else. Maybe it was reckless, maybe it was a dumb decision, but now it haunts them. They can’t stop thinking about it, and no matter how hard they try to make things right, the past keeps pulling them back.

Survivor’s Guilt. Imagine surviving something awful, an accident, a disaster, but someone else didn’t make it. Now your character is stuck asking, “Why me? Why am I still here?” They push people away, convinced they don’t deserve to be happy or even alive.

Feeling Powerless. Your character is trapped, maybe in an abusive home, a toxic relationship, or just in life itself. They feel stuck, with no control over their own future.

Being Wrongly Accused. They didn’t do it. But no one believes them. Your character has been falsely accused of something serious, maybe even a crime and now they’re fighting to clear their name. It’s not just about proving their innocence, though. They’re also battling the pain of being abandoned by people who were supposed to stand by them.

Public Humiliation. They’ve just been humiliated in front of everyone, maybe it’s a video gone viral, or they were betrayed by someone they trusted. Now, they can’t even look people in the eye.

Living in Someone’s Shadow. No matter what they do, it’s never enough. Someone else, a sibling, a friend, a partner, always shines brighter. They feel stuck in that person’s shadow, invisible and overlooked.

Abandoning a Dream. They had big dreams, but somewhere along the way, life got in the way, and now they’ve given up. Maybe it was because of fear or circumstances beyond their control, but the loss of that dream has left them feeling empty.

Childhood Trauma. Something happened to them when they were young, something painful that still affects them today. Whether it was abuse, neglect, or a significant loss, the trauma follows them into adulthood, shaping how they see themselves and the world.

Being an Outsider. They’ve never felt like they fit in, whether because of their background, their personality, or something else. They long for acceptance but fear they’ll never find it.

Struggling with Addiction. They’re caught in a destructive cycle, whether it’s with substances, behaviors, or even people. The shame and struggle to break free from addiction are real and raw.

Living with Chronic Illness. They’re living with a chronic illness or disability, and it’s not just the physical challenges that weigh them down, it’s the emotional toll, too. Maybe they feel isolated, or like they’re a burden to others.