#the affliction

[spacejax]

wow i just love suffering from an incurable unexplained illness. I especially love experiencing daily excruciating pain that is completely resistant to tylenol

[lethalcontracts]

||-- New Entity Detected : Rootball-- ||

[the-cursed-wife]

Just a reminder of when this happened

Credit/Source: Hype Gym, Instagram (edited)

[aboutbirds]

When I walked across a room I saw myself walking as if I were someone else, when I picked up a fork, when I pulled off a dress, as if I were in a movie.                                     It's what I thought you saw when you looked at me. So when I looked at you, I didn’t see you I saw the me I thought you saw, as if I were someone else. I called that outside—watching. Well I didn’t call it anything when it happened all the time. But one morning after I stopped the pills—standing in the kitchen for one second I was inside looking out. Then I popped back outside. And saw myself looking. Would it happen again? It did, a few days later. My friend Wendy was pulling on her winter coat, standing by the kitchen door and suddenly I was inside and I saw her. I looked out from my own eyes and I saw: her eyes: blue gray    transparent and inside them: Wendy herself! Then I was outside again, and Wendy was saying, Bye-bye, see you soon, as if Nothing Had Happened. She hadn’t noticed. She hadn’t known that I’d Been There for Maybe 40 Seconds, and that then I was Gone. She hadn’t noticed that I Hadn’t Been There for Months, years, the entire time she’d known me. I needn’t have been embarrassed to have been there for those seconds; she had not Noticed The Difference. This happened on and off for weeks, and then I was looking at my old friend John: : suddenly I was in: and I saw him, and he: (and this was almost unbearable) he saw me see him, and I saw him see me. He said something like, You're going to be ok now, or, It's been difficult hasn't it, but what he said mattered only a little. We met—in our mutual gaze—in between a third place I'd not yet been.

Marie Howe, "The Affliction," from Magdalene: Poems

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

The Wasting Plague has said to be comparable to one other plague in Nirn's history

The Thrassian Plague

Now one could say that it wasn't Peryite who created The Wasting Plague and is instead a new Thrassian Plague created by the sloads but there's one problem with that

See several decades ago the sloads made another Thrassian Plague and decided to test it on Alinor

The Thalmor was able to quickly find a cure for the plague and one of the top leaders of The Thalmor a mer named Cindarin set out with ships from Alinor, Valenwood and Elsweyr to sail to the province of Thras the land of the sloads and massacred every single sload on the continent

By all accounts the sload race is basically extinct so that basically dashes out any possibility of the sloads creating The Wasting Plague

[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

one month til "pochitas" 1st birthday december 13th so you all shld start planning your ritualistic offerings now

[justletmescrolll]

$90 CAD gale dress up game

[todaysbird]

[rejoiceinsilverlight]

thinking about super cousins post-season 2 and potential effects of being exposed to kryptonite so many times

[gramdraw]

What did FROMSOFT mean by this?

[zephyrchama]

Resting with Belphegor

You're laying on the couch, face up with Belphegor draped over you like a weighted blanket. His breathing is steady and slow. His arms are wrapped loosely around your shoulders. His face is snuggled into your chest. It's warm and it's comfortable and it's peaceful as you scroll your D.D.D. The house is quiet. You absentmindedly run a hand up Belphegor's back while searching for new content.

Thunk.

Oops.

Belphegor stirs with a snort, inhaling a little too fast in surprise. You scramble to pick up your fallen D.D.D. and hide it between the cushions. His forehead is already turning a light shade of red, but you know demons are hardy. He'll be fine, physically speaking.

Hands grip your shoulders. Two dark and narrow slits glare at you from inches away. They would be threatening if Belphegor didn't look so pouty, his cheeks almost puffing up with anger.

"Sorry." You try not to smile while apologizing. It's a difficult task when he looks more cute than scary. "It won't happen again."

Belphegor huffs. His chin digs into your sternum but his grip on your shoulders turns weak. "You said that the last three times. I should curse you."

"But I really didn't mean to!" you insist. "I said sorry."

"Aahh, it hurts so bad." The red dot where your phone made contact with his head is hardly even visible. "Ow, I'm so badly injured. Look what you did to me."

Belphegor's acting skills have really degraded since he came out of the attic. Or maybe he's too lazy to put actual effort into it anymore.

"You want a bandage?" There might be some in the kitchen. It wouldn't do anything, though, and he would have to get up for you to treat him. You wonder if his head alone could crack your D.D.D.

"No, but I think a kiss will make it feel better."

[spacejax]

I wish I could start this midterm essay that’s due tonight but unfortunately I am reading the entirety of the pope’s wikipedia page

[lethalcontracts]

Asks are still closed for the time being, but you can ask about Rootball/The Affliction if you want!

Ill try as best i can, but because this is a parasite, I'll be putting a trigger warning just in case!!

[the-cursed-wife]

The tall cool one

[aerequets]

I had a cute interaction with my son that I wanted to offer as a possible idea for a comic about Anya! He has been interested lately in learning the male and female names of animals, asking me "what's a girl chicken called? what's a girl lion called?" and he finally got to "what's a girl dog called?" And my husband and I kept insisting there is no name for a girl dog, it's just a dog. But he knew something was up from the way I laughed so he kept asking. And finally I said "a girl dog is a dogina." And he bought it. Now, if it were Anya, she definitely wouldn't have bought it! But I can also imagine Franky or someone answering her sarcastically "a girl dog is called a Fiona" LOL. Anyway, just a fun idea along the lines of that early comic you drew of the "motherfucker doesn't start with a b" concept which I LOVED.

i didnt bring franky or fiona into this, but it also turned out lowkey sad 😭😭😭 i had no idea where it was going till it was too late. Anyways. Dogina is funny, thank you for the idea LMAO