#bg meter

[evellynssocbrainrot]

#all the times Inej wanted to hug him but couldn't

[welcometoteyvat]

Xingqiu slumps onto his desk, defeated. The deadline for a special volume of A Legend of Sword is scarcely three nights away, and yet he still hasn’t progressed past the first fight sequence. Every word he pens feels inadequate, his characters are becoming more and more crooked, and the sentences are crawling away from him like silkworms off the page—one, two, three, four… Wait—but the next arc… His valiant unnamed hero will claim a narrow victory against the Tai-Shogun’s cyborg samurai, and then—and then…

When Xingqiu’s eyelids flutter open again, the lantern by his window has dimmed considerably. He cannot have dozed off for that long, can he?

At least his father and brother are asleep. It would be best if they never find out about his sleeping schedule.

The shadow of his hand is so sharp against the pages of his lantern-lit draft. Xingqiu traces the ridges of his knuckles, a flickering black silhouette on the page beneath it. From this angle, it almost looks like a dragon’s mouth, one of the Natlan kinds… Maybe he’ll be able to see one in person someday…

He should try to finish this chapter, since it’s almost done anyways… Oh, but didn’t Calx mention something about their alchemy experiments in their last letter? Perhaps they know a potion that could increase his inspiration… it wouldn’t be too late to ask about it, right?

His eyes shut slowly.

“—qiu. Xingqiu. Hey, bookworm. Aren’t you a sorry sight, hm?” Someone is poking his shoulder. He wishes they would stop. He knows that voice. It—

“…Wh— Hu Tao? Isn’t it late? How did you even get in?” Where is she? Xingqiu can only stare blearily in the direction of her voice, strangely disembodied in the pitch-black room.

“The same way I always do; don’t tell me you already forgot? Anyways, there was business at Wuwang Hill tonight. It takes a long time to walk back.” There's rustling, the tap-tap of shoes against the sandalwood floor, and then a crackling of fire as Xingqiu's lantern flickers to life again. It illuminates Xingqiu’s room, his manuscript, and the girl leaning against his desk, idly twirling her hat round her thumb. A smile dances across Hu Tao’s peach blossom eyes, and her merry lips quirk up at the corners, greeting him warmly. Xingqiu is impressed by her liveliness at such an hour; anyone normal would never be in such a good mood in this dead of night. Of course, Hu Tao has never settled for normalcy. And he would be delighted to see her any other time, but…

“Hu Tao, I appreciate your visit, but you should head back to Wangsheng. I need to focus, and you should rest too.” Xingqiu straightens in his chair, and immediately grimaces—his back is aching. Hu Tao’s eyes narrow, and Xingqiu resigns himself. He’s never been able to hide much from her: not his double standards, his avoidance, his fatigue.

“You’ve been in this slump for at least a week, and you’re still putting on a brave face? It’s unbecoming for a chivalric hero to refuse help in dire straits, Xingqiu.” Hu Tao’s voice is rarely so serious, and Xingqiu can feel her studying him, her gaze quietly burning. He looks away. When had she become so adept at instilling that indescribable feeling of shame-guilt in him?

“How long have you been working on this dialogue? You know, inspiration won’t strike you like a lightning bolt in this dead of night, or it would’ve already.”

“I—” Xingqiu looks back at the draft. The last sentence trails off illegibly, and there are ink splatters all over the page—it seems his brush control is no better with less sleep. He sighs.

“Aiya… look at you, already so despondent. Isn’t your deadline still three midnights away? Come on, you’re already turning into a dull and uninspired young master. If you go on like this, soon I won’t have anyone to trade verses with anymore.”

“Hey! I’m not becoming dull or uninspired! I just… I just need a bit more time.” Yeah, that’s it. He just needs to get used to the flow of his story again. After all, there’s never been another way out, has there?

“Hm. Whatever you say, young master. Listen, let me tell you about the hanged ghost mystery that cropped up a week ago; it’ll send chills down your spine for sure. I guarantee it would make for an incredible plot point!” There’s a warm lilt in Hu Tao’s voice—a rare teasing fondness that makes Xingqiu raise his head. She is looking at him expectantly, eyes alight with the promise of a good story, words waiting to spill from her lips like the sweet melody of just-ready rice wine.

Really, this girl. It’s scary how much she understands him.

“Oh? Then, if it pleases Master Hu to continue, my attention is all hers.”

———

notes: i have no idea how hu tao could get into his room tbh i just accept she's better at being a prankster than i am lmao. peach blossom eyes does not just refer to hu tao's pupils, it's an eye shape classification! i thought it fits her <3 (putting this note here since I already described it like that 2x) also just imagine that xingqiu usually has relatively fast reflexes but he's eepy and tired so he isn't as alert against intruders. also, smiles serenely. they could be each other's muses and inspirations (high honor). this is rlly just xingqiu going through The Horrors (writers block) but i hope it's decent i love him dearly. i dont actually know if hu tao was written that well tbh something about writing in limited perspective kinda fucks me up idk. the more i look at this the more things i find wrong with it but i need to be free from it now or it's never getting done

also this is irrelevant to this snippet but i choose to believe in shit eyesight xingqiu who got the teyvat equivalent of contacts and/or lasik eye surgery. he would've needed glasses but he doesn't want to look like an Old Man!!!! (baizhu: ._. )

[wateractually]

VERY IMPORTANT BOOP INFORMATION !!!

YOU CAN BOOP THE PAW OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER

THAT IS ALL

[afklancelot]

[splatreference]

Scooter in Splatsville

[sins-of-the-sea]

//I blame @thelittlestdemon for sticking this into my head like a lobotomy because now I can't stop playing this on loop, either in my head or literally on Youtube, GODFUCKINGDAMMIT-

So anyway, now that I know the actual history of sea shanties (they wouldn't exist as we know them by 1721, and none of the Seven are from the British Isles or the United States), I have a general idea and inspiration on how I'm going to write the Songs of Sin, what victims of a soul raid will hear just before an attack. If anyone survives the raid to tell the tale, the Song will be a part of it. It's intended to be haunting but beautiful, to last centuries as a cautionary and morality tale for anyone who dares bring their wicked deeds and vices to the hungry eyes of the sea.

I'm no (real) musical composer, but I can write lyrics to a meter, and my poems have won awards when I entered them in contests in high school. But I still want actual non-English lyrics too, and even my Spanish and Tagalog (the languages I was formally taught in class and by family) are still weak. So in the cases of trying to make an Arabic/Mandarin/Twi/etc versions of the Songs of Sin, I would rather work with someone fluent in them than try to do it myself.

Until then, I'll just have temporary working lyrics. You'll be seeing them soon in The Cruel Choice, as folks have decided upon a soul raid in the poll as opposed to direct punishment.

[xmhaoluvr]

HOW THEY BECAME YOUR BOYFRIEND x idol!reader

SHIN JUNGHWAN 신정환

you guys have been dating for a few months now, you guys have met in inkigayo as he was the special mc alongside with one of your members. shinyu was doing well before the interview for your group, but when it came to the time they had to interview your group, he suddenly lost all ability to function; he kept stumbling on words, he kept coughing, he kept dropping his cue card. lucky for him, his co-mc isn’t oblivious to this

“ah, seems like shinyu here is nervous. can you tell us why? do you like one of my members?”

he laughed nervously and just played it off, how? idk. but hey, it’s over now. when ‘cut!’ was shouted, he immediately approached you and asked for your kakao before having a small conversation with you. after that, you guys kept talking and it evolved into something

KIM DOHOON 김도훈

you’re a soloist that debuted before tws. and during their trainee days, dohoon kept listening to your songs and learning your choreos. once he debuted, his first ever post was him dancing to your recent song and it immediately gained attention for how he executed it perfectly didn’t even mascunalized it

as their comeback neared, his members decided to list out idols that they should do a challenge video with and dohoon immediately suggested you. and since he thought of it, they also agreed that dohoon would do the challenge with you if you agree. of course, you did, you were also a fan of them and was excited. it was decided that the location would be at your company’s practice room

the day of the filming of the challenge arrived and now dohoon is on his way with his members to your company. a camera alongside them for [tws:eries]

“ah, i’m so nervous” dohoon whispered out to the camera

“isn’t she your crush, hyung?” kyungmin asked with a teasing smile

“celebrity crush, yeah” he played it off cool and the members all collectively hummed, not convinced

and after all is done, you talked with tws members for a bit, sitting down inside the practice room with snacks nearby

they had spent more time there than they anticipated so it was time to leave. but of course, dohoon won’t leave without your number

CHOI YOUNGJAE 츼영재

you’re one of the newly debuted group under hybe; also the first co-ed group of the said company. tws had come to greet you guys congratulations for your successful debut. the moment youngjae stepped inside, your eyes immediately locked with his and it lingered for a moment before he looked away

however, as the two groups conversed, even when both of you are talking, you two only kept looking at each other and no one else. because of this, you two didn’t notice the knowing glances and the teasing smiles your members shared with his

with permission, tws decided to stay longer and have a chat. you guys sat down in one big circle, you sitting next to youngjae

as time went on, the two of you started having your own conversation. it started with asking the other what their mbti is and it went on and on until you guys started laughing to each other

when it was time for tws to leave, you two exchanged hugs and numbers before going your separate ways but it will definitely not be your last meeting

HAN ZHEN 韩振

weekly idol is hosting another special episode like they did before by hosting an episode with four groups; two ggs and two bgs

although your group hadn’t been selected, tws had been. but it’s okay since you’re one of the hosts

and so filming began, game after game had occurred and they decided to do, once again, the heart meter test where any member of the four groups will make one of the hosts heart beat the highest

kiss of life chose julie, riize chose wonbin, baemon chose pharita, and tws chose hanjin

who did the hosts choose? you of course lol

your heart meter scored 125 with julie, 136 with wonbin, and 128 with pharita

now it was hanjin’s turn, and boy was he nervous. the people before scored such high scores, will he ever be able to beat that?

as he started making his way to you, your smile could be seen and your heart rate increased rapidly

“hey, hey, hey, your heart meter’s going up!” one of the hosts laughed out and pointed at the screen that showed your heart rate, and he was damn right; it was already 132, close to wonbin’s

“wait! he’s so beautiful and i love beautiful things” you confessed and stepped backwards but your co-hosts pushed you closer to hanjin causing your heart rate to go high as well

“hanjin, just smile at her and you’re all good” dohoon joked out and everyone laughed. he did it though, he smiled at you

140 bpm

man, you might die of heart attack at this rate, but as long as it’s hanjin, right?

there’s nothing else he did but stand there, stare at you, and smile. maybe a few words from time to time and holding your hand

hanjin’s final score was 148 bpm, so naturally, tws won

a break commenced after that, dedicated for you lol. hanjin approached you though and made you sweat once again. this time, you guys managed to talk, albeit you stumbling your words. numbers were exchanged before the shooting began once again

HAN JIHOON 한지훈

you’re a trainee under pledis, had been for the last two years. so it should be the time you debut, right? well, not yet, no, not until you finish jihoon’s lesson

he’s been your tutting teacher for a while now, you’ve always had an interest for that topic. so you told the staff, and they gave you jihoon

well, it hasn’t been a smooth ride let’s just say that. you always end up messing up, always getting confused on what the next step is, arms always getting tangle with each other. man, tutting might not be it for you

this time, jihoon is teaching you youngji’s my cat tutting choreography

“do you get it?” he asked, you nodded slowly “let’s try it slowly” he said and you both got into position

“tan, tan tan, darararandan” he said out the beat, thankfully you managed to follow through “should we try it with music?” you nodded, feeling confident and jihoon smiled at this

…

well, that confidence ended up with you on the floor crying and jihoon not knowing what to do

“i’m so sorry, senior” jihoon bit his bottom lip as you said sorry with a quivering voice “i don’t know why i’m so bad at this” you confessed, voice in a shush tone

“hey, it’s okay. you know what? let’s take a break, let’s go out and eat” you looked up at him and saw him smiling

is this a man or an angel? because damn that patience is never ending “is it really okay?” he nodded and you both went out to a nearby convenience store to eat

while eating, you guys conversed, whether it be causal stuff or tutting stuff. in the end, you both decided to end the lesson for the day and meet the next day

however, you texted him when you got home, saying thank you for fetching you home

LEE KYUNGMIN 이경민

you’re an idol who is still in school, who also happens to be in the same grade level as kyungmin and boy was he a such a classmate

he’s the typical guy classmate one could have; rowdy, noisy, and most of all, annoying. he seem to enjoy annoying you most of the time

“[y/n]!” you turned around and saw a flash, indicating your photo got taken. and you didn’t even have to look to know who it is “delete that” “nice, new addition to my album” kyungmin laughed with (han) yujin “you look cute here, [y/n]” yujin added fuel to the fire

you were trying to contain yourself from lashing out so you just plugged in your airpods and continued to study

but kyungmin didn’t like that, so, he took your airpod case and one of your airpods “give me that” you demanded “what if i don’t want to?” “i’ll make you”

the class erupted in ‘ooh’-s after what you had said. kyungmin smirked liking every second of it “oh yeah? how?”

you inched closer to him until your faces are mere centimeters apart. you lunged forward acting like you’re about to kiss him; this made him flinch and let go of both your airpod and the case. you caught it don’t worry “just like that”

the class erupted in chaos after what had happened, yujin trying to lift kyungmin up because his knees gave up on him, gehlee and nana shaking you because that was so crazy. all in all, kyungmin fell madly in love with you

WOW! ANOTHER POST AFTER THE HANJIN ONE

but honestly i didn’t think it would be this long lol. the way it got longer for every member 😭 oh well. i also think this doesn’t align with the title but all is well. i hope you guys enjoyed this!!

MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

[shuksstuff-blog]

KISAH MESIN BASUH -1

Dah petang pon. Pukul 5.40pm. Aku pon bertolak balik dari tempat kerja aku. Santai ja naik moto sambil membuarkan angin petang menyapa muka aku. Sampai ke selekoh dekat rumah aku, jalan pon tak sibuk. Aku parking moto depan rumah sambil mengeluarkan rokok sebatang John Dblend. Layan perasaan aku dekat luar rumah. FUUUUHH Aku hembus perlahan-lahan. Tiba tiba kedengaran suara memanggil nama aku dari jauh. Aku kenal suara tu. Tu suara Kak Sal  bini abang Jan drebar lori memanggil nama aku..

Kak Sal : Ajib ..ajib  ( Kak sal termengah2)

Aku : Haaa Kak Sal..awat ni..Kalot semacam ja..kucing nak beranak ka?

Kak Sal : Haisshh  dak aihhhh.. sat bg  Kak Sal ambik nyawa dlu

Aku : Haa xpa la...ingat kalot apa tadi..(sambil menghembus asap John Dblend berkepul-kepul).

Kak Sal : Ni malam satgi hang ada kerja tak? Kalau xda apa-apa, nak.minta tolong sikit.

Aku : Tak pi mana kot, baru ja blk kerja. Awat, pasai apa Kak Sal?

Kak : Nuuu mesin basuh Kak Sal rosak. Baju menimbun nak basuh. Abang Jan hang plak takda..dia bru bawa lori jalan trip pi Singapore. 3 hari lagi baru balik mai.

Aku : Abis tu  nak kena pi tengok la?

Kak Sal : Ala... hang mai la sat..tengok apa yang patut. Hang kan pandai pomen-pomen ni

Aku : Hmm adoii takdan rest aiih. Esok takleh ka? Cuti Sabtu nie ka?

Kak Sal: Haiiisshh mana bleh, nuu baju belambak dok dalam timba tak basuh lagi. Bila masa nak siap.

Aku : Tu bawa pi Dobi layan diri aja la..kan senang.

Kak Sal : Kalau Abang Jan hang ada memang nak bawa pi dah..ni dia kena pi singapore. Tak dan nak buat apa2.

Aku : Hmmm  (sambil petik api rokok). Tak pa kalau macam tu..lepas maghrib Ajib pi la. Nak kena ambik perkakas dalam keta dulu.

Kak Sal : Haaaaa lega dengar hang kata macam tu. Takpa lepas maghrib ni hang mai. Hang mai naa..jangan dok scam aku.

Aku : Hahaha dak aiihh. kita bukan scammer. Esok naya kena ketuk ngan Abang Jan.

Kak Sal : Haa tak hang mai na lepas maghrib. Aku balik dulu naa

Aku : Haaa  ok ok saya pi.

Kak Sal pon jalan balik ke rumah dia. Lega rasanya kot ada orang mai selesai masalahnya.

Jam pukul 8.15pm. Aku pon siap la dengan barang barang aku. Jalan pi umah Kak Sal. Nasib baik lampu jalan ada dan jarak Kak Sal tak jauh pun dalam  5 meter ja.Rumah kampung la katakan.

Aku pun bagi salam. Dua kali gak aku bagi salam baru Kak Sal menjawab

Kak Sal : Salam  ajib..haaa mai mai .kesian kat hang dok lama kat luar. Satgi nyamuk  ketik. Jenuh garu plak.

Aku: Haaa tau tak pa.. aik budak-budak pi mana abis..senyap sunyi ja rumah.

Kak Sal : Ha budak pi mengaji semua kat masjid. isyak satgi depa balik la..

Aku : Haaa lagu tu ka..ni tak pa ka masuk ni..

Kak Sal : Tak pa aihh aku dah habaq kat Abang Jan yg hang mai nk repair mesin ja.

Aku : Haaa tak pala kalau macam tu. Tang mana mesin basuh tu.

Kak Sal : Tu..Hang pi belah bilik air  sebelah tu pintu kayu. Dok dalam tu.

Hang check la tgk naa.

Aku : Haa  tak pa .

Kak Sal : Hang buat naa.. aku nak pi mandi sat..

Aku : Haa takpa..(sambil buka pintu kayu dan pusing pusing tengok mesin)

Sambil dok buka screw satu satu.Kedengaran Kak  Sal.masuk bilik air. Kedengaran Kak sal menjurus ai kebadannya. Sambil buka satu panel belakang mesin. Aku suluh lampu pada motor. Lama juga aku perhatikan kawasan tu. Motor aku pusing macam ok. Tak jem. Hmm. Tak pa aku sambung periksa lagi. Kedengaran Kak Sal keluar dari bilik air. Akhirnya aku jumpa masalah dia. Rupanya beting motor ke spinner putus. Terpelanting ke depan mesin. Ini la masalahnya.Jemm  malam malam nie mana ada kedai buka nak beli part. Nampak gayanya esok la. Aku pon pasang balik penutup belakang dan kemas barang.

Aku : Kak Sal oo Kak Sal.. bertingkat putuih..memang la tak jalan. Motor tak boleh pusing spinner.

Kak Sal: Laa yaka..abis tu nak buat macam mana? (Tanya Kak Sal dari dalam bilik)

Aku: Esok la saya mai lain bawa belting baru ganti. Pasang tu settle la masalah.

Kak Sal: Ooo yaka..kalau macam tu hang buat la. Hang tau .

Aku : Haaa  macam tu la..tu Kak Sal, saya balik dlu naa..( kata aku sambil menuju ke pintu rumah)

Kak Sal: Hmmmmmm  sat ajib...sat

Aku : Haaa awat plak..?

Kak Sal: Hang mau tengok sat dalam bilik ni...benda ni pelik ..mai tengok sat..

Aku : Benda apa plak dah.( sambil aku tolak perlahan pintu bilik Kak Sal)

Kak Sal : Ni baju niee..mai tolong sat

Aku : Urrpp..( terkesima aku dengan apa yang aku saksikan)

Aku : Baju tido pink..aaaagh  jem..

Kak Sal : Mai tolong Kak Sal..kak Sal tak tahan nie

Aku: alamak ni tak belh tahan nie..(sambil duduk depan Kak Sal atas katil dia)

Jeng Jeng jengg......

CERITA INI REKAAN SEMATA MATA. NAMA DALAM CERITA NI REKAAN.

[http-numbah5]

Coming back to this post after finding out the members of XG started training for debut in 2017 which means all the 2006 babies were turning 11 years old. I will never blame the kids, they have dreams and if people promise them hardwork pays off then... Anyway the point is I don't trust not ONE industry that ✨grooms children for commercial success✨.

random ramble of the night but the glorification of youthness in kpop is... super weird. like you see the 4th gen groups and all of the members are like 16, 17, 18 (people, i don't think we should be like "wow the youngest leader in the world that's so cool! when the leader in fact is 17!!!!!). and you see all of these teenagers commenting on kpop videos like "oh lol she's 16 and in a famous group and super gorgeous and dancing and practicing while i'm 16 and laying on my bed watching her haha" like no!!!!! you're probably the most benefited one here because you aren't working yourself to death and is actually enjoying (or trying to) your teenage years!!!!!!

and you could say "but tae this is 4th gen they're all gen z" this happened with the 3rd gen as well 😭😭 i remember someone saying it was weird that people were simping for jungkook in the dope era when he was 17 but bighit put him in that cop uniform!!!!! they knew where they were going (bc y'know acab and all that but you can't deny some people have some sort of cop fetish or something,, it's about power), and while you can warn people that that is in fact a 17 yo, there will be some people who don't know or simply don't care to sexualize a teenager and idk where i'm going with this, just the thought of being 17 and being sexualized and having to work and starve to death and probably be considered "too old" is terrifying. i'll take my position as watching the idol over being the idol at anytime

[blueberry-mufffinz]

Part Two Of Me Forgetting I Can Post My Art Here Instead Of Mindlessly Reblogging Things

The Dandy's World Brainrot Got To Me

So This Is Prisma And Solis(OH MY GOD I FORGOT TO COLOR THE BG FOR SOLIS OHHHH MY GOD.). One Regular Toon And One Main Toon All The Text I Wrote Makes Me Recoil Every Time I Read It But I Was Trying Oh So Desperately To Match The Way Things Are Written In The Actual Game So I Guess We Roll With It. I Actually Did Not Think About Their Requirements To Be Bought So Uh Toon Requirements Undercut Go

Prisma Requirements 1500 Ichor Maybe Encounter Twisted Solis? For Context Solis And Prisma R Really Close Yeah I Can Do That Theyre My OCs Solis Requirements 4750 Ichor 100% Research on Twisted Solis(Or Maybe Matt? Since That Her Brother??? Im Not Sure.) Mastery on Prisma Ohhh My God I Also Forgot About Mastery Okay We're Doing Mastery As Well Prisma Mastery Experience 10 Blackouts Pick up 40 Items Use 40 Items Travel 70,000 Meters Finish 20 machines Purchase 20 items from Dandy's Elevator Shop Solis Mastery Use active ability [Photokeratitis] 175 times Encounter Twisted Dandy 5 times Travel 175,000 Meters Pick up 150 items Survive 75 Floors Experience 12 Blackouts Alright Okay I Think I Got Everything So Enjoy These Guys Ig

[type1diabetesinfandom]

Hello I hope you are having a nice day! I am planning on writing a haikyuu fanfiction where one of the characters has type 1 diabetes with celiac and epilepsy They are serious about pursuing volleyball professionally. and i was wondering if you could point me in the right direction. How would he need to adjust insulin levels for practices and games? How often should he check his blood? Would seizure medication affect sugar levels? If he ingests gluten how would that affect his sugar levels?

(haikyuu anon pt2) which insulin pumps/glucose meters were available in the late 2000s/early 2010s? Does pricking your fingers make them sore? Does injecting insulin into your gut make that area painful when pressure is put into it(when diving for the ball)? could the pump/monitor be placed on the body unlikely to be hit by the ball? Will seizures affect sugar levels and what to do then? Sorry for bombarding you with these questions. If anything else comes to mind please add to it! Thanks you

hi!!!

these are some wonderful questions, and i'm gonna throw a lot of info and resources at you! first, anecdotally, celiac and t1d are pretty commonly comorbidities (occuring together) bc they're both autoimmune diseases. i know a lot of people with both, including one of my best friends from when i was a kid. and i have an epileptic family member, so i'm just all around excited about your ask :D

How would he need to adjust insulin levels for practices and games? How often should he check his blood?

for t1d and sports, i recommend checking out this page on diathlete, which is all about managing blood sugar while doing (often very competetive) sports. (i am NOT a sporty person, but i DID do karate extensively for about fifteen years, and a lot of activity comes down to: checking bg often, keeping low bg supplies nearby in case, and having a lot of protein before activity to keep your blood sugar steady.

modern pumps normally have an activity mode built in, but before that, most people would manually reduce insulin before/during a game. not everyone has to do this tho.

(common snacks are PB and bananas, cheese and crackers, yogurt, etc. stuff with some carbs to go with the protein.)

(this got LONG, holy stars. putting everything from here on out under a cut)

Would seizure medication affect sugar levels? Will seizures affect sugar levels and what to do then?

for anit-epileptic meds, idk enough about them to say if they affect bg, unfortauntely. if you have specific meds in mind, i would look up common side effects on drugs.com (i promise that's a real, professional, non-shady site lol)

idk if seizures affect bg, actually! great question! i'll say that stress (such as, having a seizure) tends to make blood sugar go up. however, i'm tempted to think a tonic-clonic seizure (the kind with heavy shaking) could count as a form of activity? i'm not sure how to guide you here, unfortunately

some webpages talking about t1d with epilepsy:

If he ingests gluten how would that affect his sugar levels?

people with celiac who ingest gluten are going to experience severe inflammation, which is commonly known to increase blood sugar levels AND make a person temporarily more insulin resistant. high BG also causes more inflammation, so. feedback loop.

also, gluten is a carbohydrate, and if your character isn't used to eating it, will probably have trouble figuring out exactly how to bolus insulin for it. (even if they know the exact carb counts, different types of carbs take longer to digest and can require bolusing earlier or later than for other types of carbs.)

some links to resources talking celiac and t1d:

which insulin pumps/glucose meters were available in the late 2000s/early 2010s?

so i found this AWESOME page from the Wiley library from 2010 talking about the history of the insulin pump. def recommend reading through it, it's not that long and it's really cool. i also stole the following image from there, which answers your question.

animas went out of business or was discontinued a few years ago but was popular for a while before that. i have the omnipod, and have had the omnipod since 2006/2007, so if you have technical questions, feel free to throw them my way.

that's all you need for your question, if you're interested here are other sites talking about insulin pump and cgm hx, bc im a nerd:

as for glucometers, don't feel like you have to mention brand names. they all work basically the same way; turn on, insert strip, poke finger, hold bloody finger to appropriate edge of strip, yell a lot bc you didn't get enough blood or the meter timed out, and rinse repeat until everything is successful.

brand names from 2000s/2010s i can think of include: freestyle, one touch (my old beloved), accu-chek. the original omnipod handheld controler (the PDM) had a meter inside it, which was awesome.

Does pricking your fingers make them sore?

yes.

it doesn't always hurt, but, imagine poking yourself with a small, fast-moving needle. if you get just the right spot, you won't feel it. if you get the WRONG spot, g-d help you cause you'll feel it for days.

also, constant pricking creates scar tissue. i haven't really pricked my finger for about two years now unless my pump/cgm stops working, but i still have limited feeling in my fingertips. like, can tap hot pans to see how hot they are without causing pain. i don;t recommend this but i do it, so. don't be like me :'D

good news is the visible scars--little black spots--went away eventually!

Does injecting insulin into your gut make that area painful when pressure is put into it(when diving for the ball)?

it sure can!

bruises are common from injecting, pumps and cgm sites also cause bruises. like after you get a vaccine? some areas bruise worse than others, this differs person to person and site to site. but if someone can feel it, it's just like making contact with any other bruise.

could the pump/monitor be placed on the body unlikely to be hit by the ball?

general recommend placement sites are, for starters:

back of the upper arms

abdomen on either side of the belly button to the hip

thighs (front or side, some people also do back of thigh)

upper buttocks (the fattiest area)

lower back (where love handles show up)

ideally you want it placed in fattier areas. muscle is ok but moves a lot and can disturb the site. bony areas = 0/10, do not recommend. much pain.

people place sites basically anywhere bc scar tissue builds up and you run out of room eventually (rotating sites is very important bc it delays scar tissue forming!). some popular alternative, non-insurance-approved areas are:

the back of the forearm (i recommend shaving first, this hella hurt when i peeled off the adhesive and idk why it's so popular)

back of calf (i like this one)

shoulder blades (love this spot, but awkward to reach and awkward with bras)

and chest (have not personally tried)

which is the least likely to get smashed into by the ball, the ground, or another player? idk, i never played volleyball. back of the arm, probably? that, stomach, and thighs are typically the go-to for most people, i think, so you can't really go wrong there. it's good that you're thinking of it, bc it is a concern that athletes have to consider

there are also sleeves and extra adhesives available to help keep sites from ripping off or falling off. this website has a few different types so you can see wim.

omnipods are cool for sports bc they don't have any tubes to get tangled up or caught on something. other pumps all have thin tubes connecting the insulin reservoir and electronic parts to the actual site, and i have never understood how people manage to play sports and NOT get their tubed pump ripped off??? but lots of people don't have major problems with it ig.

lmk if you have any more questions! i love to talk about this stuff!

[gr00vyashley]

The family that busts together etc etc

Anyways. Here’s Corndog and his daughter, Heather “Romeo” Bishop (I haven’t settled on a reason her name patch is Romeo. That’s just the one I picked for her when making her in Spirits Unleashed lol)(it used to be doomsday lol)

Also Heather was born when Corndog was like 18/19 so it is fully intentional that he’s very young looking I’m not just avoiding drawing a truly middle aged man lmao I’m not a coward

Yes the bg is unfinished but it’s all about them anyways 😌🫶 and yes the lights on the pke meter are wrong I was drawing from memory and got it confused with the emf readers from spn lmao

[theguyinthemathexamples]

Unfamiliar Familiar

ft. Kamisato Ayaka & Kamisato Ayato

The sounds of lyre strings getting strum, the soft crashing of waves against rock and sand were the only sounds that both siblings could hear.

Or... Were they both actually siblings?

In a technical sense, they would be - were it not for the fact that one belonged to another world.

They both had the same blood, same last name, similar first names, similar looks and the same parents.

Ayaka would be in absolute heaven if she was able to play instruments with her brother again - bonus points if it was an instrument from a foreign land.

Even when she was a child, she wouldn't play instruments all that often. More often than not, she would be spending most of her time with her brother sparring - or using other, somewhat more safer, bonding methods.

But ofcourse, there'd be a time where she'd occasionally play something. She could faintly remember the days when she played a flute, along a few others, with her brother playing something that could make her tunes more rhythmic.

She'd brush off this one as well, if it wasn't for the fact that this wasn't her brother.

This wasn't the one she knew.

They weren't related in any way possible.

They shouldn't even be remotely related to each other.

Yet this... other Ayato shared every single detail that hers had.

He had the same dexterity, the same looks, the same voice, the same personality and the same memories. Wasn't that enough for her?

Ofcourse not.

This wasn't her brother; he was the brother of another her, not her herself.

The uncanny feeling she had every time she looked at him was unsettling, one she'd furrow her eyebrows at as silent chills went down her spine.

She'd be lying if she didn't feel that this other Ayato hadn't felt the same discomfort as her.

He looked at her with an unreadable expression, as she did with him; one that looked like he both was savoring the moment, or silently disturbed and confused - just like she did.

The scenery was quite... Unsuitable for a harmonic symphony that the two of them were doing.

Jinren Island was mostly known for harbouring alot of Nobushi and a few Kairagi on it, almost using it as their outpost. And while both the sunrises and sunsets were beautiful as is, the two would rather play in the safety of the Kamisato Estate than here.

While, yes, they had already taken out most of them not too long ago - save for the ones at the top of the weirdly-shaped mountain/cliff - , they'd rather play in their home rather than an isolated island around 800 meters from their house.

It was a nice collaborative act that both Their Graces decided to unite them to do something that, while they didn't do often, they'd enjoy all the same. But...

Perhaps, there was... Another, more conventional, way to do so?

C/N: got this idea when trying to farm for PMA boss drops for my Ayaka; my friend stopped me and told me to stay still, only put Ayato at their front party slot and started playing a random tune using a lyre - the tune probably being a song or something else

i just played another random tune for bg music and ended up playing undertale/deltarune music lmao

might actually make this one into a series - not of just Ayaka and Ayato btw

[butterfrogmantis]

Dirt Boi Committee! + Timber bcuz Miner’s bf. Minus Farmer because my human design is well established. 

Honestly for once I’m actually really happy with all 6 of these designs?? Asdjk the historical bros are especially cool for being bg characters. Anyway, notes!

-Miner has long standing Irish heritage and is pale anyway but coupled with spending half his time in sunless mines as soon as he emerges he blinds everyone in a 3 meter radius. You can use him as an emergency flashlight on dark nights /j However despite being pretty slim in order to fit down mineshafts, he’s far stronger than he looks and can wield a pickaxe like no other Smurf.

-Timber is the 180 body type. Tanned, buff and beefy and hairy. A bear, basically, with large arms for swinging that axe. Excellent hugger, if you don’t mind a couple of cracked ribs /j

-Cockney lad Sweepy! Born and raised in London, refuses to watch Mary Poppins on account of DVD’s bad accent, although does often sing Chim Chimney to himself, he can’t help it. Very lithe and small, one of the shorter men of the village, has to fit down chimneys of course.

-Sloppy, the bane of Tracker’s existence. Tho he’s doing better these days hygiene wise you’ll be pleased to know. That being said he’s essentially works as the village binman so everyone’s rubbish gets collected on time and disposed of properly and he still doesn’t mind being covered in it but he IS to take an immediate shower if he’s to step foot in Sweepy’s house. Owns a black shih tzu called Fly.

-Archie and Pal the reight northern blokes. Nowt they won’t discover and dig, aye. Like all northerners, they’re immune to cold and will be seen in shorts during midwinter. Archie is far more extroverted and Pal is a bit more socially awkward, but both can be very excitable when dealing with their points of interest in history. 

Now for mini doodles

-Not entirely sure what’s going on with Skelly and Archie. Are they friendly rivals, besties, vitriolic best buds, lovers, mortal enemies, a combo of all of the above? Who knows but whatever it is is hilarious. Having dedicated his entire life to the study of ancient Smurf history, to randomly one day have a living ….. uhhhh …. Reanimated ancient Smurf walking around is kind of a big deal to Archie!!

-Self-explanatory Sloppy redemption arc headcanon

-Yay angst w/ Roseate. She’ll be fine, albeit paralysed knees down. Song is ‘Not While I’m Around’ From Sweeney Todd which ironically is also sung by a cockney boy in that show.

-Archie and Pal employee the otherworldly skills of Nova on the frequent. That doesn’t stop them arguing about their finds tho.

Miner, Timber, Sweepy, Sloppy, Archie and Pal (c) The Smurfs

Skelly, Roseate and Nova are mine

[lumilasi]

Next up is Diojas' dad Alexander. For his humanoid Grimmhound form, since I figured they'd all look somewhat similar, I just used the one I drew for Mihail, and then changed around some details.

More info below:

Name: Alexander Sterling

Nicknames: Dear/Darling (Mellina), Boss (His Grimmhound/werewolf pack), Golden hound (Nickname among Grimmhounds in general due to his unique coloring) Papa (Mia) dad, old man (Diojas)

Age: Unknown, but he's fairly sure he was born before both world wars in human world.

Height: 187 cm

Friends: His pack of young grimmhounds and Lycans he sort of ended up as the boss off, more tba

Family: Wife Mellina Sterling (A powerful Lightcaster sorceress), Diojas (His eldest child/son) Mia (His daughter)

Powers:

Regeneration: His kind regenerate most injuries insanely fast, and are generally among the most durable land-dwelling beast types outside non-flying drakes.

Transformation: He has two forms; The humanoid skull-hound form, and a full black dog form the size of which he can change at will.

Shadows: He can merge with shadows to hide himself very well even in human form, and can attack you through them.

Bite force/claws: He has very strong bite force and can actually tear people's throats open even in human form. His claws can also be used to easily cut limbs off and damage metal.

Golden Hound Special power: Because he is a rare, more powerful type of his kind, Alexander has special form/extra claws that can also cut through magic essence and ghosts, meaning he is one of those rare type beings like Soul Eaters, who can affect a soul directly.

Keen senses: Being a predator type of beast, his sense of smell is about as accurate as you'd expect from a trained bloodhound, he also has excellent night vision, and can pick up the faintest of sounds from hundreds of meters away. Also he's generally just very aware of his surroundings.

human weaponry: He's an excellent shot and even a sniper, pretty much never missing his target. He also knows how to use blades if necessary.'

Leadership: He is the current leader of a large werewolf/ Grimmhound joined pack that mostly stays with his wife and daughter, but will immediately respond to his call if he asks them to come and help.

Weaknesses:

Light magic spells are naturally effective towards his kind, as they tend to dispel the skull-dog humanoid form and force them to turn back to full humans, which is their weakest form. It does specifically need to be some sort of sacred type of light, you can't just whip out a flashlight to force them to transform. (Unless it has somehow blessed light-bulb I suppose...)

He's very impulsive and doesn't always think things through, he's also kind of messy and tends to often leave kind of a disaster first impression with people.

Personality:

Alexander is pretty relaxed and almost lazy at first glance, which is why he tends to catch people by surprise when he decks them without warning. He is fairly good with children despite appearing scary at first glance to many, which is not too surprising given he's a loving father.

That being said, his kinder, gentler side is not to be mistaken for weakness (even if certain types of fools try); he is very good at his job of being the muscle for his wife, and absolutely ruthless in a fight if needed to be, largely due to his bg of having survived 2 world wars.

He used to be much more crouchy and antisocial (Which, tbf he still somewhat is) before meeting his wife, who gave him more of a purpose in life - by first just becoming her work partner. Them falling in love later was more of a result of their years of history working together before that.

FUN FACTS

He used to mostly live wandering life in hound form, so his wife had to teach him a lot of basic things about living as more human, such as how to take baths regularly.

While Mellina comes from the Ether, she and Alexander did meet in the human world.

Alexander is especially strong among his kin, which is why he ended up with golden bits in his hound form. He's considered kind of a royalty among them, although he doesn't give a shit about it.

You can tell Alexander is a special type because of his hair; Grimmhounds typically ALWAYS have black/very dark colored hair, no exceptions. The same way, his type of Grimmhounds are always blonde.

The pack he leads consists of the leftovers of another Grimmhound Mihail's group, and some werewolves they used to fight and defend a village against. (for a price)

he didn't really intend on gathering a pack, he just sorta stumbled into it, though it is typical for the Golden hounds like him to gather up a following, even if by accident.

His name was given to him by an older hunter he lived his dog years with, it was a reference to the old man's late son whose name was also Alexander. (Though the old man mostly called him "Alex" or "Buddy" or "Damn dog!")

He keeps getting told to tidy up and shave by Diojas - or anyone really - almost every other day, and his answer is always "No."