#post-covid sucks

[a-scummy-hybrid]

Some of the things i hate about Post-Covid

This photo is gonna act as a blocker to not give anyone any anxieties or whatever.

Random "heart hiccup" which im pretty sure is a heart palpitation (i've felt these before but never knew what they were, they werent as common and they still arent as common with P-C now, or at least, seem to depend upon whats happening or whatever, but when it does happen, its a little... blegh, I dont like it, its not painful, its like having the wind be knocked out of you or something).

Shortness of Breath, this sensation usually like... appears where it feels like my nose is stuffy or even not stuffy in the slightest. I hate this one the most because it happens when im sitting down and its just like... wow, annoying.

Soreness/Pains in certain parts of the body, this isn't as common as it use to be a couple of weeks ago (as in one or two weeks ago), but when they do happen, its like "wow... this hurts but ive gotta pull through."

Random Nausea Event, this one comes out of nowhere, its not followed by dizziness or whatever, but its just sorta like, it happens, my best guess is that this could be due to me not having eaten anything yet or if its actually P-C related, still, annoying when it does.

Feeling like... i am unable to move as quickly, although tbh this may be due in part due to my weight/fit or something, I can't exercise to the fullest (mainly because i fear that i may pass out), i really wanna get rid of my gut, but still keep some of my tummy. Although sometimes, this does happen when im out and about trying to keep up my pace with someone. So i have to keep my pace.

Random Migraine, this one seems to happen rarely now, although does rear its ugly head in like a teacher not trusting their students to stay behaved or whatever.

Randomly coughing & the sensation of a phlegm, yeah, chronic cough aint fun, additionally having some... weird phlegm (for me, it looks like a clear large microorganism?) Its really strange, and i tend to hate it.

Potentially other symptoms im forgetting about, but I guess it would be things like the rare brain fog, joint pain, muscle pain like the chest hurting (yes i did go to the emergency room for that one and the results were clean, as in, I didn't have any heart problems), etc. And i think thats about it? Regardless, i feel like the best way to describe Post-Covid is the Biten Status Effect from Terraria Calamity (before the patch that basically nerfed said debuff so that it wasn't annoying to deal with), where you have one specific ailment that negatively effects you but overtime you just randomly get inflicted with random debuffs. Either that or its like a revolving door, with a bunch of people going in and leaving, either staying in the lobby with the revolving door or just leaving, either getting stuck inside or something. Anyways... I just wanted to vent about this as i deal with this bullshit. I am walking around for at least 2 hours per day so that i can keep my health up but i really do wanna exercise at some point, i really do wish there was an easier way to like... get rid of some of my belly fat. Only problem is i like my belly, but if i want to lose my weight (as I use to weigh a lot less than i use to, but due to being neglectful around at a certain point in my life, I added some to me, and i would really like to lose said pound). Anyways, thanks for reading this, if you did take the time to do so.

[9ofspades]

It’s disability pride month, and if you are disabled in the U.S. from Long Covid I want you to know that you’re not alone, and you’re valid in whatever you feel. Whether that’s sorrow at your new problems or rage at society for failing you, you are valid, and it is truly messed up that society is continuing to fail you.

[nedsseveredhead]

im a little over a year into my new desk job. and it is crazy to me that the most dread i ever feel (job related atleast) is oooo bed toasty warm i dont wanna get up. like. i have not had job related suicidal ideation in a year. thats crazy to me. especially with how frequent it was at my old job. i still have nightmares about my past jobs. i havn't shaken my retail voice yet (which confused my coworkers when i switched from that to regular voice after i got comfortable around them). and its just so wild looking back now how working retail just effects your brain. like there has got to be studies done on this cause what the fuck was all that

[angelsanarchy]

One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 16

"If I asked you to stay, would you?" "There's only one way to find out."

Tagging: @roryculkinluvr @siriuslymooned @cc-luvr @crypticsewerslut @icarus-star @desert-springtime @shady-the-simp @izuoyarmin @mayathepsychic1999

TW: fucking, eating out, fingering, p n v, premature ejaculation, cock warming

MONDAY, 8:00PM

Clyde had no idea what to expect when walking up the stairs to Y/n's apartment. He still couldn't believe she had come to find him and wanted to bring him home. He had honestly never gone home with anyone before and up until this moment, he hadn't realized how nerve-wracking it would be.

"It's not as fancy as your place but its got its charm." Y/n opened the door inviting Clyde in. It was a lot more put together than his place but he liked that there were pictures on the wall of Y/n for him to get to know her a little better. He chuckled at one specific photo of her in a Scooby Doo costume, missing at least two front teeth.

"That's my dad's favorite picture. He got me addicted to Scooby Doo. As a kid who hated going to school, cartoons were kind of a big deal." Y/n explained dropping her keys on the counter.

"I think my mom was concerned I was going to turn out to be a serial killer with all the scary costumes I came up with. My dad drew the line at a homemade Leatherface costume one year and I just sort of gave up the ghost." Clyde offered. Y/n noticed how he swayed on his feet recognizing it wasn't because he had been drinking but that he was nervous.

"Did you want a drink or something to eat? I could make something." Y/n asked but Clyde shook his head.

"Nah I probably shouldn't drink anymore tonight. I think my sorrows are all full up anyway." Clyde joked. Y/n sat down on the couch and invited him to join her. He sat down carefully and let out a breath.

"I'm so sorry I made you think-" Clyde quickly shook his head cutting her off.

"I don't want you to feel bad about having a life. We spent a long weekend together and things happen. Clearly I overreacted because...well I don't usually do this." Clyde had shifted his body to face Y/n and put his hands out for her.

"This?" Y/n pressed and Clyde looked down at their fingers intertwined.

"I don't usually get the girl I really want. All of it just seemed like a dream and then when you left, I felt like I had woken up and it sucked." Clyde still couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. In truth, he felt terrified this was all going to blow up in his face.

"I don't know if you've noticed but I get in my head a lot. I blame the ADHD." Clyde joked as Y/n brought their hands up in front of them making him look her in the face.

"I'm not a dream Clyde. I'm here with you in my apartment and there's nowhere I'd rather be." Y/n smiled sweetly. Clyde let out a shaky breath and nodded at the reassurance. Y/n pulled their hands towards her chest, sitting up on her knees to lean into Clyde to kiss him softly. She could feel him shaking as she pulled away and could see his eyes slowly opening to stare into hers.

"If I asked you to stay, would you?" Y/n spoke tenderly seeing how emotional Clyde was in this moment.

"There's only one way to find out." Clyde watched her smile slowly, moving to sit in his lap, legs locking behind his back.

"Will you stay with me Clyde?" Y/n held either side of his face, pushing his hair out of his eyes so she could see just how blue they were.

"I'll stay as long as you want me to." Clyde's response was so genuine Y/n couldn't help herself. She pulled him into another kiss but this time there was nothing gentle or sweet about it. She snaked her tongue into his mouth immediately being met with his own. His arms wrapping around her back to pull her even closer than she already was. Clyde's lips tried to keep up with Y/n's, pulling her legs so he could lay her down on the couch. Clyde's lips move down her neck, sucking and biting the sensitive skin pulling a moan from her mouth as she craned her neck backwards to allow him more access to the skin of her neck and chest.

Clyde wanted to taste every piece of skin on her body. He wanted to leave little marks so that tomorrow morning she would run her fingers across them and remember that his lips did that to her. He felt himself get even harder than he already was when she ran her hand up the back of his head, through his hair so she could pull a fist full of it.

"Fuck." He groaned resting his forehead against her collarbone for just a moment.

"A-are you okay? Is this okay?" Y/n checked in making Clyde chuckle.

"This is incredible. Are you okay?" Clyde lifted his head trying to look at her through his hair. She pushed it off his face so he could see her smiling face.

"I'm pretty fantastic but I think for the things I want to do with you, we should probably go to my room." Y/n gestured over Clyde's shoulder and he carefully removed himself from atop her and extended his hand. She took his hand and pulled him towards her bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them.

Clyde pushed her back against the door picking up where they had left off, letting his hands grip her ass. Y/n's hands pushed against Clyde's chest causing him to stumble back. Y/n started to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse slowly, watching his gaze be drawn away from her face to her now exposed blue bra.

"Okay, your turn." Y/n pushed and Clyde pulled the bottom of his shirt up and over his head, tossing it in the corner and shaking his hair out. Y/n was pleasantly surprised by the definition Clyde had from his shoulders to his hips. He wore such loose baggy clothes, you could never have guessed he would be so fit beneath it. He wore at least 4 bracelets on his wrists and they now stood out next to his pale skin.

Y/n unclipped her bra, letting her tits bounce free. She watched the slight drop in Clyde's jaw as he gazed at them longingly. His hard on was obvious as it tented his shorts tightly. He knew slow and steady teasing wasn't going to work here. He wanted her as much as she wanted him and he couldn't wait.

"Fuck it." Clyde practically sprinted across the room slamming into Y/n roughly, connecting their lips again. He walked her backwards and laid her down on the bed so that he could take in how beautiful she was half naked on her bed, waiting to fuck him. It took everything in him not to cum in his pants just from the sight.

He let his body fall carefully on top of hers, moving his lips quickly to her nipples so he could flick his tongue against them, grip the neglected one in his hand and leave a trail of spit between them as he suckled at her tits.

"Oh...fuck." Y/n moaned pushing her hips up and catching him off guard. He moaned loudly making him stop. Y/n stared up at him and he was squeezing his eyes shut tight.

"So...I didn't think I would see you today so I'm not wearing any underwear." Clyde confessed with a chuckle.

"Does that mean I can't touch you?" Y/n asked snorting a laugh.

"No no you can absolutely touch me, I'm just letting you know that I'm at like a 70% on blowing my load already so if you could just give me a minute..." Clyde sat back for a second and watched Y/n unbuttoned her shorts, sliding them down with her panties being careful not to touch Clyde in the process.

"You just let me know when I can touch you without it being a problem." Y/n ran her fingertips along her cunt, biting her lip as Clyde practically drooled just seeing how slick she was.

He didn't waste anymore time trying to stay strong. He dropped to his knees next to the bed, letting his face fall between her thighs, lapping at the juices waiting to be suckled. Y/n sucked in a breath from the contact and Clyde was determined to make her cum in case he ended up cumming embarrassingly fast.

Clyde's tongue circled her clit, sucking on it tightly and using two fingers to collect her wetness. Any time his fingers touch a specific spot, her knees would shake like they were threatening to trap his head in her pussy.

"Oh god Clyde." Clyde continued tongue fucking her pussy, looking up through his lashes to watch her grip her tits tightly in her hands, writhing at his touch. Clyde had a secret passion for eating pussy. He hadn't be able to eat a ton of girls out but it was one of the bookmarked porn searches he constantly made sure to use during the week. All he wanted to do was make Y/n cum so he could taste her.

"I-If you don't stop, I'm going to c-cum." Y/n said it like a threat but she could feel Clyde's smile against her cunt. Y/n's hands reached for the top of his head, grinding against his face while moaning loudly. Clyde could feel her cumming, quaking around his fingers and releasing her juices until they were running down his chin. She rode his face and fingers until she snapped her legs like a Venus fly trap around his head begging for him to stop. He let his palm run up her stomach to crawl back to her lips and she had tears on her face.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Clyde was worried for a second until she yanked him by the back of his neck to kiss her. Clyde felt chills when their skin connected. Y/n's breathing was erratic as she used her feet to try and shove his shorts from his body.

"I'm-I'm not going to last long..." Clyde pleaded but she didn't care. All she wanted was to feel his cock inside of her. She gripped his now exposed cock feeling how slick with precum it was before lining it up to her hole.

"F-fuck." Clyde squeezed his eyes shut at the feeling of her handling his cock and the tight, wetness he was met with once she pulled him in. They simultaneously moaned loudly. His thrusts were staggered and sloppy at best, Y/n clawing at the skin of his ass for him to be deeper inside of her.

"Fuck Clyde. I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel you." Y/n begged. Clyde pumped his hips almost violently to give her what she wanted, what they both wanted. Clyde fucked through his orgasm, feeling almost as though he hadn't cum in forever as he shot ropes of cum into Y/n. She swiveled her hips with a groan feeling the heat painting the insides of her cunt and feeling at peace. Clyde's arms started to buckle and he flopped onto her breast, covered in sweat and shaking. Y/n ran her hands through his sweaty hair, cooing at him so he could catch his breath. She let him stay flaccid inside of her, feeling his cum running down her ass onto her sheets. The both of them laid completely spent, trying to breath and be as still as possible.

[vldlance]

just hiding-in-an-alley-from-the-galra things

[humandisastersquad]

forever mood

[manhattan-gamestop]

I think tumblr is better at talking about the severity of Covid than a lot of platforms, but the posts I see on here do a terrible job at highlighting that you can do everything right and *still get it*. And I don't say that to be a pessimist, but because it can be incredibly invalidating for people who have been masking, up-to-date on boosters, etc. and got Covid bc even though we did everything we could, it still feels like our fault that we had it. So if that describes your experiences with Covid I just wanna say I see you, I feel you, and you are not alone

[tj-crochets]

Crafting/vaccine side effects update: I am still not up for crafting but oh my gosh I feel so much better than I expected to! I did have a POTS flareup but my blood pressure never got below 100/60, so like it barely counts. I mean, the tachycardia was worse, but even that was nowhere near what it's been previous times I got the booster shots, and it's mostly resolved itself within like 24 hours of getting the shot instead of like three days. I'm still operating at a deficit of water and salt but I'm working on it bit by bit, and I was skeptical when my doc said I wouldn't need an extra dose of my salt-go-up pills* but he was right! Anyway point is no crafting updates today but there might actually be crafting updates tomorrow, which I did not expect to be saying *fludrocortisone! It helps me retain salt in a way almost approaching the normal human way of processing salt

[thysilus]

im p positiv covid made me develop arthritis

[disasterhimbo]

In a bad ME/CFS crash rn — hard to get out of bed to get food, sit up to eat and drink, etc. It’s been worse in general lately, that’s why I’m not posting much and it’s a lot of fundraisers (same amount of those as usual I think but less other stuff between). Sorry.

[marsbotz]

my list of pretentious art critic media that changedddd my brain chemistry like actually.

- the beginners guide

- its such a beautiful day

- the stanley parable (AND the demo.)

- swiss army man

- presentable liberty

- fight club

[that-jack-kline-bestie]

listening to playlists I made for shows I watched when I was 13. give me strength

[magstorrn]

every few years im reminded that the war of the worlds stage show exists which is never good because i always find something new to hate about it

[amandayetagain]

babe u reblogged that september post SO MANY TIMES are u ok (you’re actuallly. so valid for this)

this week has been hell haha. Like a bunch of bad stuff decided to happen at the same time to the point where even the friends I’ve talked to about it know most instead of all of it. The only good part of this week has been the past hour and presumably the next one.

[lithuvia]

Fellas, is it gay to run a fever? Why are you red? Oh, you've elevated your body temperature to kill all the little dudes inside you? Why're there so many of them in there? The rituals are so intricate-

*i sneeze too hard and pass out*

[calypsodrawz]

People who don’t know people wear masks for other reasons other than Covid is going to make me lose my brain cells. It’s not that hard to connect the dots in your tiny head, come on! You can do it!

If I had a penny from how many people have made comments about me wearing my mask because “stupid libtards” I would be filthy rich. Obviously it’s for other reasons. I don’t know, maybe context clues. I got the cane, I got the limping, I’ve been missing from school, obviously there’s something else going on Jesus Christ yall.

Not to mention that Covid, yeah, IS still a thing. These mother fuckers are just so stupid Jesus Christ 😭😭 CONNECT THOSE BRAIN CELLS!! I’m behind and I’m smarter than you that’s insane.