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I just saw your gluten post and tbh as tragic as losing bread(sincerely) would be, I also remember you posting a while back about how much you miss your younger selfs energy levels and how sad you are that you can't write the way you used to and I'm kind of happy that maybe you may have found out what may have been causing those problems and could soon be feeling better and happier with yourself
Thank you anon, I have very mixed feelings about it. On the one hand trying to change over my whole diet and eating habits after having grown up on bread and gluten products is scary and overwhelming, on the other hand, even after ~2 weeks of cutting gluten, I've noticed a big difference in my body and energy levels. I can go eat a meal now without feeling like I need to pass out for 3 hours afterward and also my insides feel a lot healthier now.
I think I have to start eating gluten again before I go get tested, which I don't really want to do considering I'm 90% certain gluten is what's doing this to my body, and knowing how it makes me feel, I don't want to have to do that to myself intentionally. Because it sucks. I felt so weak and sick after meals when I was eating gluten, and now that I'm eating gluten free it's hardly ever happened.
I wish there was like a lactose equivalent gluten pill, but alas, there is not. I'll just cheat sometimes and have a breadstick with dinner as a treat. As long as I have nowhere to be afterwards or the next day even.
#the blood curse#silv's blood curse#silv's healthcare boogaloo#but fun fact this potentially is what caused my b12 deficiency#that all the doctors were like#'woah! weird! how'd you get that low without being vegan??? anyways...'#i'm like#HELLO???#WE'RE NOT GONNA INVESTIGATE THAT??#WE'RE JUST GONNA GIVE ME THE B12 PILL AND CALL IT A DAY???#asks#anon
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Genetical disposition
I come from a long line of people with something wrong with them
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I am so FUCKING PISSED
The Blood Curse is FUCKING BACK!!!!
I’ve already suffered this month and you’re fucking telling me that it decided to just come back around early. I am SEETHING right now.
I just had to come back to right before Halloween the one holiday that I actually get to have fun with
When I find out who did this I am going to fucking GET THEM
#i’m so mad right now#like it’s not even funny#why the fuck is this happening#why does the universe hate me#the blood curse#halloween i guess#I might actually kill something I am so fucking mad right now#probably tmi#but I’m so mad in don’t even care I need to yell somewhere and here is as good as anyplace
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A 'post-trod' scenario where Narinder gets cursed after a slip up on a crusade (death erasure is no longer a permanent threat because of plot secrets I won't spoil :P )
The Lamb can't go get the necessary crystals to cure him so Kallamar is sent instead so Lambert can focus on keeping Nari from eating/attacking people
Dw he's not gonna eat the Lamb. unless😏
#post-trod#trod au#cursed narinder#cult of the lamb#narilamb#narinder x lamb#suggestive humor#tw blood#tw cannibalism#He doesn't normally wear the collar with the chain link but for the sake of him not attacking people#he's gotta be on (literal) leash at least when they're outside for a week#doodles
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why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?
#instant conversation enders for my multiple youth pastor cousins#don’t say it (I’m gonna say it)#The Child is The Price#but i mean come on#as someone who isn't actually even christian the real-life historical version of this is still cursed as fuck#i mean we know that jesus was a person who existed. whatever circumstances he was born in#its terrifyingly ominous to imagine being so unaware of the affect your child will have on the future of humanity#time itself will one day be counted around your birth of him#and all because he will suffer an excruciatingly painful death that you will not be able to prevent#not only that. but regardless of his or your intentions#regardless of whether there is a god#for millenea unfathomable millions will have blood spilled and will spill blood in his name#atrocities will be committed that you cannot even conceive of#and all on his and your behalf#you love your child. its beautiful. but there's horror in what you've done. because everyone else will love him too#and what's more dangerous than that?
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I never fully realised how heartbreaking this "I choose the prophecy" thing is. Imagine you are Annabeth. Imagine you are fourteen and the boy you have a crush on since over a year just broke literally any rule, travelled across the whole country and held the dam sky to save you, and you hear him say: "I'm gonna die in two years, because otherwise this poor little boy would have to carry the burden of the prophecy and I can't let this happen."
Edit: I feel like y'all still aren't sobbing enough, so I'd also like to remind you that six months later, Annabeth goes into the labyrinth and gets the prophecy "and your love will face a fate worse than death".
#the titans curse#pjo#percy jackson and the olympians#percy jackson#annabeth chase#percabeth#nico di angelo#like she didn't know that while Percy is “a half-blood” that doesn't make him “the hero”
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Another year, another Curse of Strahd secret santa! This time featuring Anastrasya Karelova 🩸
#illustration#artists on tumblr#art#curse of strahd#dnd 5e#curse of strahd art#anastrasya karelova#vampire#vampire lady#nastya my beloved...#blood#blood cw#character art#character design
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Warning: Blood
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Hyrule is used to seeing wounds and blood but panics 1000 times more when he sees his own blood.
#linked universe#lu wind#lu time#lu legend#lu hyrule#lu twilight#lu sky#lu warriors#lu wild#lu four#lu fanart#linkeduniverse#lu comic#hyrule's cursed blood
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i have fantastic news for you about how the previous games have typically gone
I think my ideal game would be something between Dark Souls and Infinity Nikki. I want to roam the dangerous crumbling remains of a decrepit society while also just being a cute girl and collecting flowers.
Also...
I think she could beat the shit out of him.
#the blood curse#the nine-day war#lunar#bobo#the most recent shining nikki event was doomed love between mutualistic failed lab experiment bug people#seriously this series rules#nikki#infinity nikki#shining nikki#love nikki
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In the animal hospital I work at we often joke about “white dog syndrome” in which they appear to bleed more than they actually do because of how brightly it stains their coats, causing even minor venipuncture errors to look like murder scenes. We have to clean them more thoroughly than other dogs to avoid upsetting clients. It makes me think of Machete every time. He seems like someone who would actually have a bleeding disorder too. White Dog Syndrome 2: Catholic Boogaloo.
#alas I curse thee with the white dog syndrome#own art#own characters#Machete#CanisAlbus#wannawakeupsmiling#sighthound#dogs#canine#animals#art#artists on tumblr#well he has anemia and those occasional plentiful nosebleeds#bruises like a peach#blood#cw blooc#very cartoony but eh#trying to get back into the routine of doodling a little every evening or so
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doodles from today cause i had a thought: water tribe dragon-blood boy who despite every attempt could not hide his true nature, and fire nation dragon-blood boy who despite every attempt could never take full dragon form
sokka maims himself in an attempt to look more human, breaking off his own horns, cutting his ears, picking at his scales, but everyone sees what he really is. the dragons were responsible for so much death and destruction and he hates being their kind, and so he runs. meanwhile, being able to embrace the dragon in him is all zuko ever wanted, his royal bloodline expecting it of him, but he fails and he fails and is humiliated, tortured, and cast out for his weakness.
on the shores they meet.
or something! :)
#zukka#blee arts#sokka having dragon blood could be from parentage but really#i kind of imagined it as a 'curse'#not really a curse but like#big battle; dragons killing; water tribe fighting back#and a dying dragon with no kin chooses to save kaya's life in order to pass on its bloodline through her firstborn#of course his parents love him katara loves him but his people arent exactly keen on having a dragon in the village#and poor young little sokka has very little control going in and out of his dragon state#and he cant hide it in human form
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Summary: After Task Force 141 got a hint that you gave important information to their enemy- the boys do not hesitate to chain you up and give you a taste of hell. You on the other hand are innocent but they do not believe you
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Platonic Task Force 141! x Fem!Reader (Simon Ghost Riley x Reader) a/n: pretty proud of that ngl.. enjoy guys love you!
Warnings: uhm this whole fic is basically a warning. Torture; Blood; Mental Health; Angst angst angst not proof read
genre: ANGST
+ 1,6k words
part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6
You thought you were going insane.
Maybe you already were, but it was no suprise- seeing the circumstances you were in. Arms stretched uncomfortably backwards and up- chains rubbing your wrists painfully raw. The stress position Soap put you in wasn't easy peasy lemonsqueezy.
Tears brimming in your eyes at the thought. You felt fucking betrayed. You were fucking betrayed, for gods sake! by your own team- the people you cried with- the people that you loved more than yourself- the people you called your family. That one man you took a bullet for.
Fuck all that bullshit.
Those were the same people that didn't believe you when things got rocky. When some pricks pointed their fingers at you- they immediately treated you as an enemy. The same people that chained you up. The same man that made you fucking blind on one eye
Everything was a lie, apparently.
The cell you were in was shady- you didn't expect something different- i mean you just served the military for many years and did everything for your country- of course you didn't deserve something more decent.
In the end you didn't care. Just waited.
When Gaz interrogated you- you kept your mouth shut. What should you do? Lie? Fuck no, you had so much self respect left, even in this dehumanizing situation.
of course your facade broke often times- you were only human after all. And it hurt- you were in this situation before- tortured by your enemies knowing that you would probably outlive them anyway as your team would rip them apart in a few days.
But now- being here- seeing how your 'friends'- your family- spat at you with nothing more than hate made you feel even more miserable- knowing, that no one will safe you this time.
You cried- having panick attacks deep into countless nights-being triggered by any small sound that wasn't coming from you or that rat in the corner of the room. Yelling at them- telling them that you didn't do shit. They didn't believe you.
Spiraling deep in your thoughts- shoulders sore and numb hands from the stress position- still tasting a faint trace of your own blood-
the sensory of the dried up blood on your cheek was uncomfortable at the beginning- cracking everytime you opened your mouth- but it quickly got kicked to the bottom of your worries as Price's wodden bat flew into your face yesterday- tooth flying onto the ground as you spat the crimson liquid at his feet- earning another strike from your Captain.
Your Saliva turning pink with the blood, sticking to your chin- slowly dripping down- having no free hand to wipe it off.
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You were here for about 1 and a half weeks now- how'd you know that? because you could hear the guards mutter something behind that steal door.
You shivered, suffering from hypothermia, a consequence of being almost naked in this shithole. Simon himself stripped you down- ignoring your pleas and protests.
Simon.
The man you did everything for, took a bullet for, cared for and slept with. He was the love of your life- or so you thought.
You were never scared of Simon. Since the first day you met him- you were kinda drawn to that giant of a man. Always spawning in his near with hearts in your eyes- Soap always made fun of you- but he found it cute neverthless, he could see that Simon didn't hate you.
You stitched him up- knew his fears (being a therapists daughter was quite a help for having deep convos), you knew of his past- even if it took you years to finally break his many iron walls down
You saw his face- kissed his scars and showered him with your time and love- giving him your all- even your body.
You weren't in a relationship- but everybody knew that Simon 'Ghost' Riley liked you. Even if you didn't tell anybody from the Force.
In the end it seemed not be enough, as the same man nearly strangled you to death down here. At first you were desperate, scared- but you stopped pleading a long time ago.
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heavy footsteps shook you out of your trance- spiraling thoughts stopping for a mere second as you looked into his stone cold eyes.
Balaklava on his scarred face- making you inhale sharply- heart throbbing at his sight. The black paint around his eyes made them pierce through the dark even more.
The same paint you applied more than once onto his unique face. he looked beautiful in your eyes. Even after everything that happened.
You're in here since a few nights.- Clothes starting to hang loosely around your body- having not eaten in days.
"Simon-" you croaked out- voice not cooperating as it should- making you tear up. When did everything turned out to be like that? This nightmare? You flinched a bit- chains clinking softly at your slight movement when he came towards you- still not speaking.
He stared. Stared at your weak frame. The dark hole you were chained into- being in a constant state of fear- Anxiety pulling and clawing at your nerves.
You gritted your teeth- looking to the side with a defeated huff. Tears prickling in your eyes once more- threatening to fall as he watched you like you were a kicked stray dog. Maybe you were in their eyes.
"I-" you croaked out once more "I didn't do it, Simon, i swear" you whispered into the dimmly lit room- Still not looking at him. "I swear to god Simon, I didn't.." you weeped in silence as he just looked "Fuck why should I betray you!!" you screamed in frustration at his figure- tears falling as he only left- leaving you in complete darkness- letting you cry to yourself till you eventually passed out.
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Not even two day passed before he bursted through the iron door again- the loud sound ripping you out of your unconsciousness before he angrily grabbed you by your collar- hate flickering in those eyes that once held nothing but adoration for you.
"You fuckin' liar" he seethed through gritted teeth- behind that mask. Pushing you into the wall behind you- your head knocking against the brick wall with such a force that made you wince.
You could feel his anger. And you felt the danger that radiated from the man you gave your heart to.
His hands coming up to press against your jugular with a firm grip- picking you up a few inches into the air- chains clinking again. "Y'think you hav' it in you to lie into my fuckin' face" he growled while pressing down harder- you could feel yourself getting more lightheaded- gasping for air- choking for oxygen.
"Plea' Simon" you begged inbetween small gasps- scared what he will do to you. Hands tied together, wiggling in his painful hold like a suffocating fish- legs kicking to get him away from you- it worked- you gasped, trying to get in as much air as you could while your built up saliva ran down your chin-
he let you go for a second before his fist collided with your face. Hard- knocking the air out of your lungs once more "Jus' tell us the truth" he huffed, before hitting again- at first it hurt and then it burned. Your nose cracked under his fists-
Making you see stars and breath heavily before he took the knife out you gifted him for his birthday. Both your names engraved in it-
"'t will be easier for you" he said before popping the knife out of its sheath. "No, Simon" you cried out- whilst seeing the blade. "You don't have to do this" you gasped as he came dangerously close.
"No,no,no!!" you protested as he teared down your clothing, leaving you in a bra and your underwear. Feeling helpless as he teared down your clothes- ignoring your protest. The coldness of the room let goosebumps arise on your skin almost immediately.
He was quiet. That wasn't a good sign. You waited- staring at him, pulling at your chains as he looked at the blade. Fist tightening as he saw the little heart that was engraved into the hilt. Betrayal flushed his senses as he pushed the knife into your upper leg- making you scream in return.
Twisting the knife- hearing your agony but not stopping- he quickly hit you into your left eye socket with the hilt of the knife to shut you up. he didn't want to hear your screams.
Even if he didn't wanted to admit it- he was also teared apart- but his need to let his anger out was stronger - all the time he spent with a fucking liar- gave you his fucked up heart. All for you to be a fucking snake- a traitor.
He had to do his job- protect his family.
Another jab to the eye- hearing your muffled cries echo across the room- making you see red- the burning sensation was an ugly one. You couldn't see on that eye anymore.
"I fuckin' wish I could just kill you" he seethed before leaving you there in the dark- all beat up and bloody- head throbbing and surely a broken nose- making it hard to breath.
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You waited since then. Waiting for death to come. Waiting for Ghost to end it- but of course he never came back since then. Your wounds were starting to inflame- everything hurt and burned. Your eye swelling almost shut.
They all tortured you. Johnny, Kyle, John and Simon.
But they forgot something important. You were known for being patient. A fucking patient and stubborn woman. You waited. Yes you sometimes protested, and kicked and screamed and insulted them- but you neverthless waited for the day.
The day they finally see that they wronged an innocent. The day you would hurt them. Seek revenge.
Fucking. Revenge.
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this wasn't the point of your post i think but it did remind me to take spiro+prog so thanks much
Good morning !!!!! happy gaybor day,
TO - DO LIST
drink water
that's it!
have fun do whatever you want today it's gaybor day [:
#i have such a shit time remembering to take the medicines that make me not feel like shit#the blood curse#<- that's my ADHD tag
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Something something- Grian getting the most questions wrong about his own series.
Something something- Grian being the first winner and exposed to the Watchers the longest.
Something something- the Watchers take more and more from the players each cycle and still, they only get hungrier.
#watcher grian#eyesandears#life series#wild life smp#trafficblr#slay the princess#the long quiet#I think grian works as the long quiet#a bird-like eldritch entity doomed to never ending cycles of blood death and betrayal#“the princess” is every friend and ally he'd had in the series#because Grian's curse is to bring death to those he loves#grian fanart#wild life fanart
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Some more cursed Narinder doodles for the post-Trod one-shot I'm writing + I think his face would come undone as he dies a little
Part one here
#trod au#narilamb#the rehabilitation of death#cursed narinder#i dont have a name for the one shot just yet#narinder x lamb#cult of the lamb#doodles#tw blood#tw gore#trod spoilers#suggestive humor
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#could be platonic or romantic either way#I’m tagging as Percico anyway tho#Percico#Nicercy#Pernico#Percy Jackson#Nico di Angelo#Percy Jackson/Nico di Angelo#Percy Jackson and the Olympians#PJO#The Titans Curse#The Battle of the Labyrinth#The Last Olympian#Heroes of Olympus#HoO#The Son of Neptune#The Mark of Athena#The House of Hades#The Blood of Olympus#Trials of Apollo#ToA#Camp Half-Blood Confidential
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