#lol i might have covid

[shippwreck]

Got bored, drew femme hunter, life's good 👍

[corvidus-fr]

when's Tidelord coming back, anyway? i can't wait for his new album to drop

[waitineedaname]

does roommate julia know what she said has reached 105,235 notes

i updated them this morning when it was approaching 100k and posted their response! they go by jay now and are pleased to see people are still enjoying our roommate shenanigans from three years ago. we've both graduated and moved away and are doing Adult Things -- they have a 9-to-5 and I'm in grad school -- but we look back on those days with a lot of fondness bc we were so fortunate to have such a good roommate situation! I miss them to bits

however a caveat to jay's response is that my sibling (who sees jay more frequently than i do at this point) saw the update and said "mellow is not a word id use to describe jay" so. do with that what you will lol

[gingerswagfreckles]

Small thing I think is very cute is when people refer to scientific and technological progress with the royal "we." "We" went to the moon. "We" are working on a cure for cancer. Like in a literal sense "we" haven't done anything, obviously. But it makes us all feel like we're part of the same team, for once.

[opheliajupiter99]

Death's Cold Embrace (OUAW Horror Fanfic)

*Rain spattered against the soft grass of a misty swamp in the Feywild. Beyond the buzzing of fireflies and the croaking of frogs, there were no sounds this cold night - except that of a panicked goblin*

*Said goblin was, of course, a man named Gricko Grimgrin, who had quite foolishly split off from his party of dearest friends. He had done so because they had lost track of one of their members, his best friend Frost. They had searched and searched, but it was as if he'd simply vanished into nothing*

*However, upon hearing the sounds of his friend shrieking in the distance, his concern overridden any other thought beyond running in its direction. Now, he found himself in the swamp, lost and alone - but he had found where the sound had come from. It was a tall, stone tower; likely a guard tower at some point long past, but now was overgrown with moss and the once pristine stones cracked*

*Once more, he ignored any possible potential of a trap in favor of seeking out his friend, flinging open the rotted wooden door of the tower and hurriedly ascending up the stairs, the echoes of his footsteps against the stone echoing up and all around*

"Is that you on the stairs, Gricko?" *Frost's voice echoed in Gricko's mind as he stopped in his tracks* "Frosty?!" *Gricko said, both relief and panic in his voice* "Yes, it's me! Where are you?!"

"I'm in a room at the top floor. It's the only room so, I'm sure you'll be able to find it." *Gricko nodded, continuing to hurry up the stairs. He was so happy to find Frost that he didn't stop to think about how odd it was that, despite him having not gone up the stairs much at all yet, only a floor or so at most, Frost could somehow hear his footsteps all the way from the very top of this massive tower*

*After an adrenaline-fueled rush to the top of the tower, he found himself at its peak, standing at the top of the staircase as he looked the area over. It was, as expected, rather unremarkable, some unlit sconces set in place upon the walls, an opening that led to a large balcony, and a wooden door off to the left. He could plainly see Frost wasn't on the balcony from this angle, so he instead turned towards the door*

*He opened it up, the creak echoing as he peered inside the room. Before he could even fully process what was inside it, the door slammed shut behind him, causing him to jump a bit* "Don't be scared, that was me." *Said Frost, who was sat in a wooden chair in the center of the room. Beyond him and the chair, there was a ragged rectangular rug also in the center, and various shelves, some smaller and containing various vials and bandages, others containing books or holding armor upon heavy metal hooks. A few other chairs were scattered about, along with some chests, and a large mirror hung on one side of the wall. This likely served as a supply room for the long-forgotten guards, the tabards upon the armor bearing symbols of rulers long since lost to time*

"Frosty!" *Gricko cried out in joy, rushing over to give his dear friend a hug, who stood from his seat and allowed the hug. At first, he simply basked in the presence of his friend, overjoyed to see he was alright. However...once that mental fog of relief began to wear down, his expression grew concerned. He'd been friends with Frost for a very long time, and he knew that regardless of what his name might suggest, he was never this...cold. Not just the cold of being out in the rain, no, this was -deathly- cold*

*He pulled away from Frost and looked up, who stared in return through the depths of his hood. Even beyond the cold, something about him just felt off - Frost was generally the most level-headed of the group, able to keep calm and focused during even the direst situations, but this calm felt different. It felt less like the calm of a man honed to rationality and logic, and more the calm of a cold, calculating killer, who knew he was completely in control*

*Gricko stood in awkward silence for a moment, before Frost smiled softly, somehow the smile just made the goblin -more- uncomfortable rather than less* "Is something wrong, my friend?" *The Tabaxi said gently, tilting his head a bit in curiosity. Gricko was silent for a moment more, than shook his head* "No...I was just really worried about ya is all. Why'd ya run off anyways?" *Frost merely hummed* "I needed some time to think." *Gricko rose a brow. His friend did like time to think, certainly, but usually he could think just fine amongst the group, even with how chaotic and distracting they could often be*

*Gricko opened his mouth to speak, but promptly closed it again. He looked his friend over, face scrunched up a bit. But finally sighed, shaking his head again* "Look, let's just get back to the group, alright? Just -please- don't run off again." *Frost bowed his head silence, and Gricko turned around, wrapping his hand around the door handle and tugging*

*But...the door didn't move. He tugged again, and still nothing. It wasn't locked, he knew that, he'd just walked through it! He tugged twice more, brow furrowed* "The door's stuck, can ya help me out a bit?" *He asked, hearing Frost walking up until he was directly behind him* "Of course, my friend." *Frost said, again speaking in that unsettlingly calm voice*

*Gricko glanced over his shoulder to tell Frost 'Thank you', but as he did so, his eyes locked upon the mirror on the wall. He stood at it for a moment, before he processed what he was seeing, his eyes widening as his body stiffened and his blood went cold. He could see himself; he could see the door; he could see a bit of the front of the room...*

*But Frost had no reflection, an empty spot where his friend should be stood right behind him*

[twodoorsnotone]

i am so very curious so please vote and rb for sample size!

also curious as to whether people's frequencies of colds have changed with age/life stages/after a serious infection like bronchitis or covid, so tell me in your tags...

[curiosity-killed]

i love my sister and for the most part, we are very close and genuinely like each other a lot but the one place where i'd just really, really, really like to see inside her brain is the part where she is still incredibly comfortable and cheerful—and even thinks it's really funny—talking about how much she didn't like me as a child while I'm like. yes. I am and was aware. and it sucked so so so much

[baddingtonbitch]

as we speak bird flu is most likely mutating inside a pig somewhere and writing its gushing thank you speech to covid for weakening the immune systems and cognitive function of most of the population and in only four years eroding most people's compassion and concern for public health so severely that PPE is stigmatised and outlawed, all preventative life saving measures are deemed unnecessary and insane, and large swathes of people in varying levels of power straight up deny the seriousness and reality of any and all disease, reject basic germ theory, and not only ignore the science but deliberately obscure and attempt to erase it. bird flu has fucking tears in its eyes and is blowing kisses to covid for being the greatest opening act a viral pandemic could ever hope for, giddy about all the people it's gonna get to kill, and we're expected to just go about our days like we're not hearing a deafening buildup to a beat drop that's gonna make the last four years seem like a daydream

[solradguy]

Man. I wish sol still had long hair in the promos. Give that man back his ponytail!

I miss his long hair so much it drives me crazy. Apparently he's still a Gear and all the other humanoid Gears have long hair so maybe it'll grow back out or something. He just looks like some guy without it lol

[rubenesque-as-fuck]

Woo did at least one productive thing today and finished submitting my taxes

[thursdayinspace]

I was complaining about allergies last night because I couldn't stop sneezing, and then today it's joined by a sore throat and a headache lol. So not allergies then. Ffs I'm gonna be away all weekend for a thing I absolutely cannot cancel, this is great timing.

[berenshand]

$ = would have to buy nothing/very little due to having most pieces already

$$ = would have to buy 2 larger pieces

$$$ = would have to buy multiple large pieces and/or materials

low effort = literally just putting an outfit together + possibly a few hours of shopping

medium effort = would require significant makeup application and/or textile modifications

high effort = i would basically be making this from scratch 💀

*if it's relevant: i don't consider myself a competitive person but i need to at least do well in this or my self esteem will crumble

[majimassqueaktoy]

So, Jess I know you’re not an artist like your bestie in the entire world snap… but what does your art look like I remember you doodled this little pic for me of Tien with Choatzu’s make up lol but have you’ve drawn anything else?

Ya

[princehendir]

I still think it's so crazy that I have pretty much all the exact same symptoms as mom I just also confirmably have a completely separate illness.

[felidthing]

i was trying to use that age post to try an gauge how old an alter is but due to not being a literal child in the meat world shes kinda contradictory. the youngest on that post is 4 anyway where they can understand language but she cant. so idk. she has very limited speech but i dont think its linked to her age i think thats just a limitation she has but she also cant understand language most of the time either. so idk. anyways thats my late night tjoughts

[sparkleyiff]

Not sure if I'll be doing anything more for artfight this year I am. suffering. sorry :(