#it's going to be cold this weekend

[ricecodes]

Winter Storm: Page Pack #02

A page pack to match my theme, Lowlife! Each page has additional instructions on how to customize them in the code.

[ About Page #02: Frostbite ]

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Frostbite is an about page with 7 sections: a quote, a biography, details about you, likes & dislikes, current projects or hobbies, skills, and social media.

[ F.A.Q. Page #01: Ice Cap ]

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Ice Cap is my first F.A.Q. page! It matches the ask posts in Lowlife and comes with an optional ask guidelines. The askbox is also provided.

[ Navigation Page #02: Below Zero ]

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Below Zero is a navigation page. There are sections divided into tags and links, and each section provides sub categories if needed.

[ Blogroll Page #02: Hail ]

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Hail is a blogroll page. This page can only be used on main blogs and only if you have enabled the option to share your following with others.

Notes:

Each page is responsive and comes with a day and night toggle button that will stay in the selected mode until it is turned off. A dark mode option is available for those who prefer a dark color scheme on their pages instead of the default light colors. The day and night mode buttons will also change according to the scheme you are using.

You can customize the colors, font size, etc. with variables on each page! This essentially means that most of what you’ll have to edit is in the HTML.

Like Lowlife, you can also choose between a left or right sidebar. Instructions are provided in the code!

[expelliarmus]

[millidew]

he really didn’t think it’d end like this

[luck-of-the-drawings]

"And soda; runs off into the street..." "...and soda... is totally okay!"

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Augusnippets Day 15: Starvation

cw: drugging, substance dependency, starvation, emeto, sorta dehumanization, dissociation, nonsexual nudity, vague deathwish

previous // next

for the @augusnippets challenge // word count: 537

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He can no longer sit up on his own.

Too weak. In the sparse moments where he's coherent enough to think, the spy knows they're tapering off his rations. Hunger crawls up from his stomach like a swarm of ants, leeching what little strength remains.

He It is always trapped in a haze, but the haze is no longer big enough. It aches all day, unable to even sleep until someone brings another water bottle. Pain consumes its leg, hunger shivers in its bones. When guards pass by, it begs them for water, not food, wanting only to numb it all.

Sometimes they comply, but it's rarely enough. Are they taking away its relief too? Or has it built a tolerance to the drug?

(the thought terrifies the spy when he can comprehend it; the thought of never returning to himself)

It can hardly move. It doesn't want to move. When the stubborn thing inside tries to lift its head, there is only dizziness, more pain, a fleeting fear that this may be the end.

The creature wants none of that. No thoughts, no senses, only the drug that allows it to sleep.

They bring it water and it drinks and nothing happens. No fog, no sudden emptiness. It whimpers into the concrete for hours or days.

The bring it water and it drinks.

(no food)

It can't stop shivering, nausea twisting its empty stomach.

(why can't you do something why can't you move why couldn't you have held fast)

They don't bring it water.

Two guards, it can see them through hazy vision. Its eyes hurt, its head aches.

(this is different)

They grab its arms, dragging it out of the cell, bad leg howling, utter agony, creature howling with it, voice weak

(pathetic, could've ran, could've done something)

the movement and pain and nausea and dizziness are all too much after it's been allowed to feel nothing for so long and it heaves up nothing, bile on its tongue, tears in its eyes. They drag it somewhere and it hurts it hurts it hurts.

(could've turned it down)

would've died

(would've been better)

They have to hold it up, hands around and under its arms. Someone else is talking at it, but it doesn't matter. It hurts and it's cold, colder than the cell was.

(when did they take his clothes?)

It tries to vomit again, left with a sour string of spit clinging to its chin. Over, it just wants it to be over, just wants it to—

Its head jerks up so quickly it sees spots when it hears the snap of a bottle opening. The new person is holding it out

(smirking)

It tries to reach for the bottle, can't shake itself free of the hands, trapped. It can't make sense of the stream of words pouring from its mouth, but it can't stop them either.

pleasepleasepleaesithurtspleaseithurts

(you were supposed to be better than this you were supposed to endure–)

The man laughs.

“Damn. Guess you really can do a number on a guy without lifting a finger.” He screws the cap back on, ignoring the creature's despairing whine.

“Put him back for now. I think he's almost ready for some questions.”

[0m3n-0f-d3ath]

Doodles :3

I think I’m very funny btw

[willowcrowned]

frankly I’m still furious that in western countries wearing a mask in public whenever you’re ill—regardless of the illness—didn’t come out of the pandemic

[veersnz]

It's finally my turn to catch a cold 😭 or rather, a cold turned asthmatic bronchitis. Someone out there is using me as their personal whumpee and I don't like it. At least the sneezes are harsh and relieving 😔🤚

[buglaur]

simself

[baggy-holmes]

really chill lately

[expelliarmus]

[pansyfemme]

boy who so does his homework

[enden-k]

i swear covid fucked me up so bad last year, before that i wouldnt get sick no matter what but now im battling a cold for almost 2 weeks and it kills my head rn PLEASE

[pianokantzart]

Went out today and did a 1 hour plein air watercolor sketch.

Never have been very good at depicting water 😅

[ithacanradio]

the most gorgeous man I've ever known sent me a drunk voice message hurt that i left my job at the bar he goes to without telling him and adding that he saw me on tv speaking about palestine, which turned into me telling my ex boss to give him my number, and the sober voice message was much worse because this sweet guy just tells me that he's so proud of me and then i can feel him like talking with a constricted throat saying he understands that i left and closes with "from the river to the sea" and doesn't it just suck that some things have no hope of ever beginning and yet still end somehow

[dc-vs-marvel-tournament]

So this: https://www.quora.com/Who-would-win-Michael-Scofield-and-Lincoln-Burrows-from-Prison-Break-TV-show-vs-Captain-Cold-and-Heat-Wave-from-Legends-of-Tomorrow-TV-show

Had me wondering how it pan out here, if you want.

(I'm looking up the fanfics that have them as the same people for my other blog which is how I found this.)