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i uh.
i think i have covid. Help.
#clover over#everything hurts#i woke up from a nap because i actually couldnt breathe#my head hurts#muscles hurt#i can still taste food tho? hm.#not sure.#maybe some other extreme flu but damn im going thru it.
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currently: rewatching the game between karasuno and seijoh
#I‘m feeling worse than yesterday#throat hurts#head hurts#muscles hurt#throat feels so tight I feel like throwing up#BUT#HQ WILL CURE ME#{bee's talk}
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Thought# 109 of ?
Not sure if my whole body is still supposed to hurt after flailing around 100+ trees. But my whole body still hurts.
And it’s deep muscle and tendon pain, probably from overworking them suddenly. The internet says: Water, Protein, Cherry Juice and Massages should help fix it.
Water and protein, doable we have a tap and Thanksgiving was only a few days ago. Cherry juice, probably in the miscellaneous pantry.
. . .
I hate massages, even doing it myself, so I’ll settle for eventually caving and sitting in a tub of salted water for over an hour. So yeah.
Take breaks when lugging around trees that you’re allergic to, while nearly falling out of the back of a truck that has no lift since you’ve become light headed from shortness of breath and the truck driver checks on you multiple times after you nearly eat the pavement because you almost collapsed like a rag doll.
Moral of the Story: Take breaks, and eat your vegetables. I take no criticism-
#just struggling#like why#muscles hurt#the inconveniencing#of muscle pain#is surprisingly inconvenient#I don’t want to move#my body hurts#☹️#joint pain#too#my arms are sore#just from sleeping#i hurted myself#while SLEEPING#oh well#back to work#back to sleep
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well, I can't say I expected the new chapter to feature Idia (metaphorically) going to (metaphorical) hell, getting a pep talk from his (metaphorical) Phantom brother which helps him finally move on once and for all from his brother's death, and (metaphorically) overblotting again to fight his way back out of (metaphorical) hell, only to have his darkest fear (non-metaphorically) come true when his mom goes through his computer and finds all his secret files. but I am glad it did!
also this is all a flashback for the purpose of explaining to our group what the heck is going on (whether or not any of it is getting through is another matter)
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 chapter 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 chapter 7 spoilers#it's okay she said she didn't look in the password-protected folders#your secret recipes are safe#what's up guys it's IDIA TIME#red idia. redia. is this anything#(my thoughts are all over the place so this is not going to be comprehensible sorry in advance)#woooooo and his character arc is resolved!!!!#including my new favorite shroudbros interaction#idia: ortho i need to apologize for how much i must have hurt you --#ortho: whatever niisan i went to SPACE#they're so stupid. i love them so much.#not to mention idia starting to realize something is up when he pulls 3 ssrs no problem#(stares at 3 currently-running ssr pickups) twst is mocking me personally#aw man though! i forget if he had that line before about crimson muscle coming to his entrance ceremony or if that's new#either way i think that's sweet!#there's been a bit of a running subplot that idia actually really does want to be friends irl#but is too shy/anxious and convinced crimson would hate him immediately if they ever met#so idk. it was kind of a throwaway line but it still got me! when are he and lilia gonna meet for reals :(#(this will definitely involve makeovers) (this is not how idia expected their friendship to go but he has no choice now)
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babygirl i hold tension in my body in places you cant even imagine
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Well, yeah, it's just where your bar for success is
I kept the arm
#uh K I don't think you can hurt-comfort your way out of this one#misfits and magic#misfits and magic 2#mismag 2#misfits and magic 2 spoilers#mismag 2 spoilers#sam black#sam britain#evan kelmp#yesss yessssss mangle himmmm#I think his arm exploded either like this or like those anatomy models#where the layers of skin and fat and muscle can be removed to show bone and then the bone shatters too#tw blood#tw dismemberment#art#I figured out how to edit the brushes in procreate so I can actually do lineart with them :D#procreate doesn't have built-in screentones like csp but you can import an image and then layer mask it
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DPXDC Prompt: Contingencies
Team Phantom joins the JL (YJL?). Batman wants contingencies for Team Phantom. But Team Phantom are all enablers for each other, and they're teens; thus, a bunch of gremlins.
So, Tucker is in charge of Danny's, Danny is in charge of Sam's and Sam is in charge of Tucker's.
As his friends, even if Danny was scared of becoming the future him, there's no way they'll ever give them The very weakness that could end up really killing him.
Danny doesn't know bc he expects them to give Blood Blossoms, but he'll never harm any of his friends. Embarrass them? Sure. But never hurt them.
So Batman just receives something like:
For Danny:
Buy Fruitloop (Bc in this AU, it's Fruitloop) cereal.
Aim it at him by the handful. He will hiss at it like a cat being sprayed with water. He knows it by scent.
When empty, throw the box at him. He will attack it instead.
He now cat.
Complete with a picture of Danny hissing at a box of Fruitloop that was frozen.
For Tucker:
A recipe book full of vegetarian stuff with a note telling them to force-feed him it. It'll make him beg for mercy. Ban him from meat products. He's a weak, no-muscle dude, so forcing him to eat those should be easy.
For Sam:
"She hates frilly, girly, pink stuff. Use your fastest hero and make her use it. The more ribbons, laces and sequins, the better".
#dc x dp#dc x dp prompt#danny phantom#dcxdp#dpxdc#sam manson#tucker foley#danny fenton#batman#Batman probably makes his own contingencies just in case#but it couldn't hurt to try asking the right?#tucker's the chair guy#no way he has muscles#Danny's the muscle#He's the brains#Sam's the violence
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something happening on a mission, something personal that has soap spiralling; panic and rage making him reckless, thoughtless, and ghost has to draw the line
“you’re compromised johnny; you know what that means?”
“you’re not pulling me out,” soap immediately snarls. he turns on him and ghost barely recognises him; venomous fear turning his eyes to unyielding ice. "you're not sidelining me; i need to be in this-!"
but ghost has never been afraid of venom; spat or dripped straight from bared fangs.
he snakes out a hand grip the back of his neck, jerking him in a rough shake. "if you can't think, you can't be a soldier," he growls and he flinches like he's been struck.
his lips quiver as they twist in a sneer and he wrenches, trying to free himself of his hold.
ghost doesn't let him.
"it means you give your body to me because your head ain't fucking attached to it anymore."
soap stills, body trembling beneath his hand as he sucks in shaking breaths.
he tightens his grip, pulling him closer and digs his forehead hard into his. “it means you give yourself to me so i can have the weapon that you are and use you the way you're meant to be used."
the ice in soap's eyes fractures.
ghost’s voice drops to a whisper, spoken only to johnny, not this facade of vengeance and pain, and wills it to reach him through the glaciers.
“so i can keep you safe ‘til it’s done and i can bring you back.”
#in my head its bc graves abducts his sister and is using her as hostage to draw him out knowing ghost will always follow him#but the intensity and intimacy of saying ‘you cant trust your mind not to betray you so let me be in charge of your body until you can’#after what happened to tommy he could never deny johnny his right to save his sister#but its bc of what happened to tommy that he knows he cant let him do it alone with only his rage to guide him#hes more likely to get himself killed and ghost wont live through that#so he has to balance it#and the only way he knows how is to completely shut down soap’s mind until hes no more than instinct and muscle memory#if he cant think practically then dont let him think at all#reduce him to a place where he can only follow orders#and when its finally over and his sister is safe and graves is dead#only then will he drag johnny back up to the surface#he’ll do it even if it means dragging him kicking and screaming back to humanity#instead of letting him sink in the depths where nothing hurts. theres no fear down there. no pain. only order#and thats the risk ghost took sending johnny to that place but he only did it bc he would stop at nothing to bring him back#and help him through the after#the breakdown. the rush of panic and rage and relief and anguish johnnys been supressing on his order#it was his word that turned johnny into a ghost#and its his touch that brings him back to the man#coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt#we’re a team. ghost team#cod#soapghost#ghostsoap#ghost x soap#ghoap#simon ghost riley#ghost cod#john soap mactavish#soap cod#save post
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Maya Fey, courtesy of my left hand 💜 ...since my right hand is still being lazy.
#gyakuten saiban#ace attorney#maya fey#ayasato mayoi#fanart#periwinkla#tbh my left arm and shoulder hurt quite a bit after this and it was just 1 hour - so i had to stop#im not sure if it's bc it lacks the 'drawing muscles' or bc my body feels a bit like a wreak these days#maybe both#maya fey give me strength#can't wait for my right hand to heal so i can draw her properly
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Some kind of cosmic joke...
#in stars and time#isat#isat loop#isat siffrin#isat the universe#isat isabeau#isat odile#isat mirabelle#isat bonnie#my art#my hand hurts but thisis finally done#skipping glowweed day to finish this :muscle: fuck it we ball#isat spoilers
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Forever Young
What Jotaro and Noriaki were doing on the island while Polnareff and Avdol were dealing with Judgement
Edit: off my meds here is a new version
#im been so doopy because of the meds im taking for my muscle spasms#like when i was working on this it was i couldn't even read the names of my brushes#im not sure about the colors either#idk ill look at it again in a few weeks when im done with my back shit#Anyway i love these two so much#it hurts#jojos bizarre adventure#jojo no kimyō na bōken#jjba#jjba fanart#jjba part 3#stardust crusaders#jotaro#jotaro kujo#kakyoin#noriaki kakyoin#jotakak#noritaro#jotaro x kakyoin#artists on tumblr#my art#adri blabs
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the way Joshua is mean to Alex in the beginning of the hospital 😤😤 making him go on a chase just to get stabbed grrrr
#I was gonna make it look good and lineart it but my muscles kinda hurt 😖#yo brother loves you raghhhh#I was gonna make Joshua look like a wet cat but ughhh the detail#SIRRRRR#alex shepherd#joshua shepherd#tehehehhee Alex Matthew Shepherd…..🤭🤭#silent hill homecoming#that stupid fucking meme on twt
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the draw of pseudoscientific medical practices is really interesting to me cause like...i kinda get it. these con men tend to prey on like...intuition? they peddle things that sound like they COULD make sense, on some "common sense" level, and then get you hooked in before letting loose the truly bonkers stuff.
like, chiropractic for example.
"the central nervous system is located in the spine." yes.
"everything in your body eventually leads back to that system." also yes. go on.
"problems in your spine (bulging disks, pinched nerves, etc) can have pretty big impacts elsewhere in the body." yep, good, with you still.
"so i will now fiddle around with that with no proven method or safety precautions and cure everything from halitosis to cancer. also i learned this from ghosts or something." now hang on i think we need to check ur calculations on that one, chief.
#acupuncture is the same way#like. pressure points exist. in the sense that some parts of your body are especially sensitive.#and sometimes when something hurts. a treatment that causes more pain is actually the answer. (like with a sore muscle or locked up joint)#but then we reverse that logic to say 'there must be a type of pain that will fix everything'#and we're in nonsense territory again.#which is i guess actually the same backwards logic as homeopathy as well.#its almost like all of these use the same logic cause they have the same con men driving them
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“You’re going to blow out your arms,” the villain observed. They watched as the hero merely grit their teeth, shoving themself through another pull-up. It looked painful, and if the sweat slicking the hero’s brow was any indication, it was.
They waited for the hero to let themself drop from the bar and accept the villain was stronger. But they didn’t.
Three more pull-ups, and the villain stepped in.
“Hero,” they said slowly. “You’re about to tear the ligaments in your arms. You need to stop.”
The hero blew out a shuddering breath. Struggled for purchase, fighting gravity—and let themself drop.
The hero’s hands were bleeding, calluses torn open by the bar. The hero didn’t seem bothered when their own hands shook so much that their blood began to splatter on the gym floor.
For a moment, the villain could only stare at them.
Shit.
They didn’t know how to handle this. They knew the hero was dedicated. They knew the hero was strong, and perpetually trying to be stronger, but they hadn’t thought…
They hadn’t thought the hero would be so willing to tear apart their own body for success.
It was supposed to be fun, the villain thought. They felt a little sick as the hero pressed their palms together to soothe the bleeding, an action that was practiced and familiar. As if they had done this before.
The hero reached for something in their bag, smearing blood on the side, and pulled out a roll of blue electrical tape. The villain didn’t understand why, until the hero tore a strip off and made to wrap their hands with it.
The hero would be the death of them.
They crouched in front of the hero, plucking the electrical tape out of their hands.
“What are you doing with this?”
The hero blinked at the villain like they were the strange one in this situation.
“Wrapping my hands?”
The villain hissed in a breath.
“With electrical tape?”
The hero flushed slightly, looking down at their bloody hands. They looked close to tears.
“It…sticks to skin, really well. And it doesn’t move, either, when you move your hands or wherever else, even if you’re fighting. Plus, blood doesn’t make it come off, at least, not for a while.”
The villain blinked at them.”
“Blood doesn’t make it come off,” the villain repeated, processing. The hero nodded, reaching for the electrical tape. The villain settled it out of reach.
“Not if you wrap it right.”
Dimly, the villain realized that meant the hero had done this enough times to have it down to a science.
“And you couldn’t use a bandaid?” The villain asked incredulously. The hero shrugged a shoulder, then winced at the motion.
Yeah, the hero had absolutely blown out their arms.
“Bandaids move—“
The villain hushed them.
“Be quiet for a second.”
The hero, wisely, went quiet.
The villain rubbed a hand over their face, then studied the hero for a moment. They took one of the hero’s hands into their own, studying the damage.
“Why did you do this to yourself,” the villain murmured.
“What do you mean, why,” the hero snapped. “It’s my job.”
“Your job is to save people,” the villain corrected. “Not destroy yourself.”
“I’m not destroying myself—“
“You are.”
“Shut up—“
“Hero.”
“I need to be better,” the hero snapped. Their voice rang out across the gym, echoing into the rafters, and they both froze. After a moment, the hero spoke again, voice soft. “I need to be better.”
They said it like they needed the villain to understand. The villain wondered who they were really saying it to—the villain, or themself.
“Better than who?”
“Everyone.” It was hushed, like a secret.
The villain watched them, waiting.
The hero took a shaky breath
“My whole thing is being the best. I have always been the best. That’s the only reason I matter. If I’m not strong enough, then I am nothing, so I need. to be. better.”
The hero had started crying, very quietly, like they were afraid to take up too much space.
The villain was not equipped to handle gifted kid burnout.
“There’s more to you than just being a good athlete,” the villain said hesitantly, and the hero shook their head.
“No. There isn’t.”
“Hero.”
“Can you give me back my electrical tape?” They hiccuped to contain a sob.
“No,” the villain said firmly, and then the hero really was sobbing.
“You don’t understand—“
The villain didn’t. Not really. They had never been the kind of talented that the hero was.
They wondered now if maybe that was a blessing.
“I don’t,” the villain agreed. “But I do understand that you’ve saved half the city, and you give everything you have to give, and you always do your best.”
“But I-“
“No.” The villain stopped them. “You are doing your best.” They tipped the hero’s chin up until they met the villain’s eyes. “And it is enough.”
The hero froze, eyes darting over the villain’s face. They wondered if anyone had ever said that to the hero, if whatever mentor they had was giving them anything other than orders to be stronger. Be better. Be more.
The villain had some new targets to take care of, it would seem.
For now, though, they had to take care of hero.
“We’re going to go wrap your hands,” they said softly. “And then we’re going to take care of your arms, and you’re going to take a nap.”
The hero nodded, watching them like they were some kind of good, selfless person.
“And if I ever catch you using electrical tape again, so help me, I will put you six feet under.”
That startled a laugh out of the hero, and they let the villain guide them to their feet.
“Fine.”
The villain turned to them. “Okay?”
Are you going to be alright?
The hero seemed to understand.
“Okay,” the hero agreed.
Yes.
And so, it was.
#writing#writing community#snippet#angst#heroes and villains#ficlet#writblr#hero/villain#hero whumpee#exhaustion#overworked#villain caretaker#whump#kind of#in case you’re wondering. yes you CAN do this to yourself. it’s completely possible#essentially what happens is if you do a motion (a pull-up) more than your body is capable#it gets mad. this is different from training till failure. this is to failure and then beyond#so while you started using the correct muscle groups you those muscles get tired and despite the tired you don’t stop#so then your body switches to muscles it SHOULDNT BE USINF and then you fuck up your elbows (in the case of pull-ups)#and then you can’t straighten your arms for a week bc the ligaments and tendons and all the little movement parts want to keep it curled in#I’m not a doctor#I’m just a gifted kid who was an athlete who got burnt out and destroyed her body lmao#this is possibly maybe based on true events that occurred#anyways. I’m not a doctor but you can use electrical tape on wounds. yes it sticks. yes it stays. it’s honestly very useful.#electrical tape > bandaids#do not do anything listed here it is BAD. do not blow out your muscles it hurts. properly clean ur injuries. I beg you.#don’t get injured at all#thank you to my friend who went “pull-up’ competition and then watched me create this angst#love u besties. drink water. go to sleep. summon demons. ❤️ self care
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I can get why yutus so afraid of azul. He's heard a hundred stories about a suave, smug, but clingy octopus and then he meets him and hes this possessive little swinderler who's trying to get him to sell his soul to him and fuck his parent lmao
referencing the tags on this ask about this au
Tako Yutu didn't have the easiest time as a kid.
He was a chubby little thing raised by a single parent who didn't have the clearest memories of his father, or of their past at all really. I wrote Yuu and Yutu as being a sort of outcasts in the community because people thought they were strange, and were skeptical of Yuu's amnesia. Azul! Yutu was really bothered by that, much like his dad he got bullied and sought solace in books, but unlike him Yuu decided to enroll Yutu in some martial arts classes and hey. He was pretty good at those, his submission holds are real bad news, even won him some competitions. But he's not some muscle head even if he sort of looks like one (he didn't really drop his baby weight so much as he did bulk up) so when he gets his first real look at his father... everything in him is screaming that this guy is sketchy. He knows that Azul and the twins are watching him even if he can't see it outright and to make matters worse, when he asks his parent about him they make a face. A face Yutu knows well that he thought was reserved for the annoying nosy couple who lived next door to you and not his father. His father who Yuu's few memories had made sound wonderful; his father who was supposedly talented and hard working, smart and proud of it, but so desperately in love with his parent they still longed for him with broken memories in a completely different world. His father who Yuu had said he was so much like.
"He's not a bad guy." Yuu says and Grim huffs.
"Don't listen to them Henchuman 2." Yutu has no idea how he feels about Grim calling him that. "Azul's reeeeeeeal bad news. If he's interested in ya' it can only mean one thing, he's after your tuna and he's after your magic."
"That's two things." A smooth voice says at the same time he does and for once, Yutu sees surprise on Azul's face when he tries to make eye contact and not carefully calculated confidence.
"Well they do say great minds think alike." His father says and extends a hand. "But I must say you didn't strike me as the shy type, it is Yutu right?" The way he says it, the way he shakes his hand, Yutu knows he at least suspects him. So he smiles and makes sure to make his handshake just a touch too firm when he responds.
"That's right." Yutu is impressed that Azul doesn't flinch even slightly when he pulls back his hand, if anything his little action makes his smile wider. "And not so much shy as just curious and knowing better than to poke my nose where it doesn't belong."
"Not until you've asked anyway." Azul really isn't content with letting him remain ambiguous, he thinks nervously glancing back to Yuu. "But still there really is no need to bother the prefect over such trivial things, if you have questions about me you can just pay me a visit at the Mostro Lounge. My door is always open to poor unfortunate souls such as yourself." Azul smiles at him and adjusts his glasses and Yutu is... impressed even if the thought of being alone with this man terrifies him. But he's going to have to be eventually, Azul really wants to talk to him for some reason and Yutu finds himself wondering if he's going to find it possible to lie, or just what price he will be expected to pay to have the privilege of keeping his secrets.
But when he looks at the way Azul talks to Yuu... he isn't sure if he likes it but he does find it funny. Azul is so horrendously down bad and Yuu is so unaware of it (there's a part of him that thinks Azul might be a little bit jealous of him which he finds really funny). And Yutu understands why Yuu likes Azul so much. He is everything they remembered him being: smart, ambitious, and motivated. It makes him a little more secure in his existence even if he doubts that Azul will like having a son like him. But that's ok too because a son like him is exactly what's needed to make sure his parents get to stay together in this timeline.
now if only he can convince him to stop bugging him for his real name
#<3 asks#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#future kid au#azul ashengrotto x reader#i was in a big azul phase when i wrote all this au stuff so azul and riddle yutu are more fleshed out than some of the others#idk i like talking about this au#and it is nice to be able to post something since my current work is still fighting me for every inch i am so sorry#meh i had a um picked out for azul yutu that required him to have a lot of physical strength to not get hurt using it#so he sort of needs to be stronk ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ but he still feels self conscious because his dad is a smort guy who dislikes muscle heads#... not that i think azul would hate yutu because he is extremely smart and good at reading people and more importantly#he's his c:#and that's really what matters#sorry for the essay in the tags i should be asleep
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