#you said you don't have intestines the other day but i have SEEN you eat show me what you do with food

[aran-morinorea]

Hi hello donating blood please, what baffling nonsense are we doing to Annatar today

Is that barium or radium? …Whatever it is, it's not decaying fast enough to be an urgent problem.

Celebrimbor chirps, “Thanks!” and sits at one of the other workbenches to watch… whatever is going on. A new pair of extremely stupid spectacles emerges from his pocket and defiles his face.

[wantondoe]

Halloween in Hell

!!STORY CONTAINS SOME SPOILERS!!

Hello! Just felt like writing something about Halloween. Reader is a huge fan of Halloween, interacting with everyone. Reader is gender neutral. Includes some swearing, insinuations of sex and mentions of alcohol and drug (naturally).

Ah, Halloween in Hell. How... fitting. The dim streets of Hell were laced with fairy lights and Halloween themed decoration, creating shadows on the streets. Cafés were serving Halloween-themed goods, and the streets were busy in general. Kids wearing costumes and carrying pumpkin baskets were running around and knocking on the doors and eating caramel apples.

You were hanging Halloween decoration around the lobby windows. You had seen those skeleton-themed fairy lights at the store and immediately seen a vision. You had impulsively bought ten boxes of the lights.

"Um, toots, are you sure we're gonna need all those boxes?" Angel had asked, seeing you carry the boxes inside.

"Come on, Angel. Usually you appreciate my impulsivity", you had responded wittily.

You found it odd that out of all people in the hotel, you were the one who was taking Halloween so seriously. You had been watching Halloween movies since August and made a whole Pinterest board about Halloween snack ideas.

"Oh! Those snacks look so cute! Spider muffins, mummy sausages, bloody punch and even cinnamon roll cake that looks like intestines!" Nifty had stared at your phone as you scrolled through Pinterest.

"You know, Nifty, we could cook and bake these together!"

Besides, this was serious. In three days, there would be a Halloween party at the Hotel. Since Sir Pentious had been redeemed, the hotel had really bloomed in popularity. Sinners were coming in, hoping to be redeemed. Charlie and Alastor even had to ask Nifty to clean the rooms of the 3rd floor, that's how full the hotel was. The little janitor was more than glad to tidy the rooms up. The Halloween party was meant to be a nice gathering between the sinners and the hotel staff.

Everything had to be perfect. Even the king of Hell and Charlie's dad, Lucifer, would be joining them. There would also be some other influential demons. Charlie was going to attempt to advertise the hotel to them.

"You know Charlie, maybe we could even make some posters. That makes it easier to explain this Hotel", you had casually suggested while carving pumpkins. "I think we should make new ones anyway. The old ones are a little outdated."

"That's right! I should get started with them..." Charlie pondered.

"Don't worry. I'm sure Vaggie would be more than happy to help you", you had given Charlie an encouraging smile.

"I know... She's amazing", Charlie said with stars in her eyes. "She's fiercely loyal."

"Where does one find people like that"? you sighed, carving the pumpkin's eyes.

"I believe everyone has a a soulmate!" Charlie responded with her usual optimism.

The next day, you shook the drunken bartender. "Husk! HUSK!"

"Get your hands off me! Oh... It's you." Husk yawned, fixing his posture.

"How do you function?" you questioned, shaking your head like a disappointed parent.

"Hey! Did you even have anything important to tell me?" the grumpy bartender demanded while picking up an empty wine bottle from the floor and tossing it to their glass collection. "Alastor's been getting pissy since Lucifer's invited to the party too. Gotta deal with his attitude somehow", Husk said, opening a new wine bottle.

"He seems about the same to me", you raised a brow. You had always found the Radio Demon fascinating. You liked analyzing him, watching his behavior and wondering what was going on inside his genius-like mind.

"Are you serious?" Husk crashed the bottle on the wooden bar table. "I mean... I know him fairly well. He's been more sarcastic. He keeps to himself a lot... Not even sure if he's joining the party."

"I will take it personally if he doesn't join", you said stubbornly.

"Well good fucking luck convincing him to join the party", Husk raised his wine bottle before taking a huge gulp. Rolling your eyes, you walked to Alastor's radio tower.

Usually no one even dared to think about entering his precious radio tower. But you were stubborn. The party wouldn't be the same without the hotel's charming host. You opened the door to the tower, your head peeking in the dim room. Alastor's shoulders immediately tensed as you opened the door.

"And now to take a quick break! We'll be soon back with more murder stories!" Alastor spoke with his usual static voice, speaking in his staff. Then he left the staff leaning against the table. Standing up and turning on his heels, he turned to look at you. "Yes, my dear?"

He smiled widely as usual, but the positioning of his eyebrows revealed his annoyance.

"Oh come on, you love seeing my face", you stepped inside the round room, crossing your arms and leaning against the wall. "I heard that you won't be joining the Halloween party. I'm here to change that."

"Well, might I ask you who told you nonsense like that?" he pretended to be wondering, his movements theatrical.

"Little birds sang", you smirked. "I take that you will be joining after all?"

"Of course! What would everyone say if I didn't?" he smiled widely.

"That's what I thought", you got ready to leave.

"My my, it's like we share a brain cell!" Alastor joked, his eyes meeting yours.

"Charming", you said. "Oh, and I do expect you to have a costume." You left the tower, smiling.

The night and day before the party you basically spent your whole time in the kitchen, preparing the food with Nifty. You even had given Husk a recipe for a spooky "bloody punch".

"We could say that the punch was right from Hell!" Angel joked. "Pun intended."

"That's terrible, since when did you become a fan of dad jokes?" you playfully criticized, placing the food on a long table.

Alastor suddenly appeared behind you, startling you. "Well, maybe I inspired him, ha ha ha! I hope that 'bloody punch' is made form actual blood!" he cheerfully exclaimed.

"FOR THE LOVE OF CARNAL DESIRES- Alastor! that better be the last time you sneak up on me like that!" you snapped, almost dropping the spider muffins.

"Now now, there's no reason to get all upset, darling", he said with a composed tone. He watched you place the muffins on the table. Giving him a final glare, you announced that you would be change in your costume now.

You strode towards your bedroom which was the last room of the left wing. A nice, private room with a window view to the hellish garden.

Over the years you had been trying different Halloween costumes. The cute pumpkin, a sorcerer, a ghost... You even had that "sexy cat" or "hot nurse" phase in high school. But this party was different. This called for a special outfit.

The party was going great! A lot of people had showed up, actually. Nifty, in her adorable pumpkin costume, was constantly making sure that there was enough food for everyone. The guests also kept Husk busy. Charlie and Vaggie had landed on a couples costume. The pair was standing at the door, welcoming everyone.

"Husk! Give me another drink!" Angel made his way to the bar.

"Sure what do you wan- What the hell are you supposed to be?" Husk stared at Angel's costume.

"What? This is my most trusted condom costume! We've been through it all", Angel defended his costume choice. "I feel rather sexy in this bad boy", he winked an eye.

"I'm a condom too", Cherry Bomb walked next to Angel, wearing a pink condom costume.

"This is gonna be a long ass night..." Husk muttered to himself as he poured the two a drink.

Lucifer, dressed as a medieval king, was acting charming as usual, attempting to advertise his daughter's hotel to anyone who would listen.

Alastor was watching the party unwrap. He leaned against the staircase, humming alone. He was wearing an old tux and one of those large hats, presenting a gentleman from the times of past.

As you walked down the stairs, Alastor turned around, his sinister smile glowing in the dim light.

You had really done it this time. You were wearing the corpse bride -inspired outfit. You carried an old bouquet, a long veil covering your lovely face. Your hair curly, your makeup mimicking a dead body. You had used unique magic to make the fabrics and the flowers glow, creating a ghostly aura around you.

You had your "walking downstairs to him", moment, something you didn't think you'd ever have. You walked slowly, making sure that Alastor would admire your outfit. Some sinners nearby Alastor also turned their heads to catch a sight of you as you walked towards Alastor, greeting him with a smile. You felt so beautiful, so desirable.

"I see you got all dressed up. Suitable for a gentleman like you", you pointed out. You shamelessly ran your eyes up and down, admiring his attire. He chuckled softly.

"Oh please, you flatter me! I must say, you look rather... Ravishing tonight."

"Thank you for your male-validation", you say with a smirk. "Enjoying the party from afar? Don't you want to greet Lucifer?" you teased.

His smile faltered a little. "Ha! No!"

"I'll see you around, Alastor", you say, walking into the crowd. You greeted Rosie as she walked towards Alastor. Rosie looked lovely in her witch outfit, the sharp pointy hat covered in fake spider web.

Your eyes scan the eyes. Okay, there was still enough food... Husk seemed to manage at the bar... Vaggie and Charlie had finally welcomed everyone in and were now mingling with Lucifer... Nifty was in the kitchen, carrying more plates on the table. She walked closer to the dance floor. Angel and Cherry were there! Wearing... Were those condom costumes?!

You curiously walked closer. "I see two condoms."

"You like our costumes?" Angel asked, dancing with Cherry. "Sexually transmitted diseased are afraid of us!"

"Very fitting for Halloween", your voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"Slimy men are also afraid of us!" Cherry yelled over the music.

"Right", you say slowly before joining them, dancing as the violet and orange lights flashed over the dance floor.

The party was thriving, at some point, the music slowed down to a more romantic tone.

You watched Vaggie, dressed as Shrek, and Charlie, dressed as princess Fiona, dance slowly. You noticed other couples sharing an intimate dance while a romantic goth song was playing.

Even Nifty was dancing with a small sinner! Your single ass was now mentally facepalming as you just stood there like an idiot. Soon a large hand was placed on your shoulder. You glanced behind, seeing Alastor stand there with a wide smile.

"May I dance with you?" he grinned, offering a hand.

"Are you April? Because March can't but April May."

He barked out a laughter at your silly joke. Taking your hand, he led you further to the dance floor.

You didn't even have to to anything, he just led the dance, moving you around as she spoke: "You know, I did expect this party to turn out a bit more chaotic."

"You wanted this to fail, didn't you?" you ask.

"Mph. Mmaybe", he said mysteriously. "The night is still young."

"Alastor, if you ruin my party-"

"Hush now, no need to pout like that", he warned with a teasing tone. "Let's make a deal. I won't ruin your party if you-"

"NO! No deals", you refused.

"Very well", he forces himself to smile. Alastor continued dancing with you, enjoying your company as the music played.

The party was reaching its end as some of the guests left home. By the end of the night, only the hotel staff was left downstairs. They all sat on the sofas, telling scary stories.

Angel held a flashlight in front of his mouth as he spoke: "And then it was revealed... That they were out of cocaine!"

"My my I can feel that in my spine", Alastor put his hand over his chest, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Very scary indeed, I'm not sure if I can sleep tonight", you rolled your eyes. "Okay! My turn", you take the flashlight from Angel. You spoke in a deep, slow voice: "The legend says that a creature calls the dark forests its home... It rarely exists the forest. But on a Halloween evening, the creature was hungry for carnage. The creature made its way through a village to a larger city..."

A chilly breeze made it's way in the living room through the open window. The candles flamed out.

Vaggie and Husk were acting tough, as Charlie instinctively moved closer to Vaggie. Angel's mouth hung open in anticipation. Cherry Bomb, in her pink condom costume, was munching on the leftover popcorn. Nifty found comfort inside her pumpkin costume. Alastor just sat there with a nonchalant smile, waiting for the story to progress.

You gazed around the room before continuing. "The creature had heard of this hotel. on a hill..."

Nifty gasped.

You smiled wickedly before continuing. "There must be many demons and sinners to feed on, the creature thought. The creature crept in the yard of the hotel, observing. It had bright red eyes that peered into the windows. It was the middle of the night, so everyone was fast asleep. This was almost too easy for the creature-"

Charlie then let out a loud yell, pointing at the open window. "THE CREATURE IS HERE!" Charlie basically wrapped herself around Vaggie, who also looked out the window.

Indeed, a pair of glowing red eyes were staring at them.

"DOES ANYONE HAVE HOLY WATER-" Angel yelled, looking at the red eyes. "I bet Sir Pentious would have holy water! He's the one who got redeemed!" Angel spoke rapidly as he panicked.

"It's probably nothing-" Husk said, trying to calm himself down if anything. Then the creature suddenly revealed it's sharp teeth. "Holy shit!"

Nifty, climbing on Alastor's hat: "AARRGGGHH!"

Cherry Bomb was choking on her popcorn. The whole room was in chaos. You just sat there. You just wanted to tell your made up story about a random creature and now there was one, staring at them from the open window. Had you finally discovered your unique powers and summoned a creature from the depths of Hell?

Naturally, the only one who wasn't panicking, was Alastor. He had a very unimpressed smile on his face as he saw how the others panicked, though he couldn't deny it; he found their panicked faces a tad amusing. Alastor sneakily grabbed the flashlight from your hand and pointed it at the so-called creature.

"Take the light of Jesus!" Angel yelled.

The creature hissed as Alastor pointed the light at it.

"Goddammit put that light away!" a familiar manly voice snapped.

You hastily stepped closer. "V.... Vox?"

Vox's screen was there, his mouth twisted and eyes closed. "Dammit! Quit with the light!"

"Indeed, seems like the little picture box has been spying on us", Alastor said with a wide smile, but his eyebrows furrowed.

"I wasn't spying!" Vox defended himself.

"Sure, you were just hanging out behind our window for no reason", Vaggie crossed her arms.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you that gatecrashing is rude?" Alastor teased.

Angel was holding in his laughter as Alastor scolded Vox, sneakily taking pictures of Vox's embarrassed face.

Vox was about to defend himself as Alastor scolded him. But Vox's eyes were drawn on Angel and Cherry Bomb, on their condom costumes to be specific. Vox: "What the hell are you guys supposed to be?"

"Condoms, you silly", Angel responded, his voice teasing. "Or do you even know what those are?"

Vox got all flustered. "O-of course I do!"

Cherry Bomb: "Sorry, we don't have the size XS tho."

Angel, Cherry Bomb, and you laughed at the joke while Vox's irritation became even more evident.

You looked at Alastor, a smirk playing on your lips. "Looks like you have someone to deal with. See, you got some action too", you winked an eye as you and the others left Alastor to have a little "chat" with the TV man.

Everyone fell asleep while Alastor was loudly scolding Vox. Alastor's demonic shadow tendrils would every now and then flash behind the windows. Sometimes the shadow tendril would hold Vox's body, as he soared through the chilly air. Vox screamed like a little boy while Alastor's gruff voice continued with the insults.

"To appear in front of MY hotel... I won't let you harm anyone here... I will broadcast your screams live..."

Perfect, you thought. Falling asleep on Halloween night was perfect while listening to the agony of someone. The green light illuminating through your window every now and then created a calming energy. You felt protected. Letting your eyelids close, you gave yourself to the world of dreams.

[duchessofostergotlands]

First of all I begin this by wishing the best to all those who have been affected in one way or another with this terrible disease such as cancer as well as any other disease of this nature.

One thing I have seen since the announcement came out yesterday is still people criticizing William as to why he was not there with Catherine at the time the announcement was made and it is maddening to see how some people are so inept.

In September of last year on a Wednesday a surgery my aunt had to remove two cysts that the doctor said would only take two hours, turned into a seven hour surgery and with practically half of my aunt's small intestine removed. I still remember when I woke up and my mom felt me up to tell me that my aunt, a lady who has always taken care of herself young (48 years old) had cancer and was in intensive care. The shock that felt like a bucket of cold water was something that to this day I cannot explain. The next day my grandfather was likewise diagnosed with protest cancer. The process of my aunt who was the one who was worse than my grandfather is one that has not even been seven months yet but these are things that we as a family have been a constant change. The food, now it is all gluten free until at least her intestine gets used to it and even then there is food that she may never be able to eat again; now she looks like a duck (her own words) since every time she eats she goes to the bathroom, sometimes without needing to eat just out of nowhere she can no longer regulate her urge to go to the bathroom, which her oncologist says is normal. Now she can't wear high heels either, a lady who, being a lawyer, is used to wear high heels all the time.

I say this because I think it is important for people to know that the cancer pathway, like many other life changing diseases, is not linear, sometimes you feel good, other times you get tired and all this despite the fact that my aunt is on preventive treatment. Not chemotherapy but some pills

I hope you and your family are doing ok. It sounds like a very challenging situation but you also seem to have a very close family relationship so hopefully you're all supporting each other :)

I mean, surely William could have been off screen? I haven't read anything about whether he was there one way or another, it's not relevant to me, but it's like they don't know the universe doesn't end at the edge of the screen lol. But anyway, bottom line is it's Kate's body. Not William's. I'm really tired of the constant infantilising that's been happening in recent weeks, on both sides of this conversation. I'll talk about some of this in the podcast in more depth but William is her husband and the father of her children, not her minder. I don't know why people insist on treating ill people - especially women - as if they're children who can't make up their own minds about what happens to them. Of course there's vulnerability that comes with it, people need extra support. But she's not a baby. If she'd needed or wanted William to sit on a bench next to her in total silence, I have no doubt he would have done it. She clearly didn't.

[thistransient]

I'm only in Macau for one night, and to be honest it's not popular for visa runs because there's no budget accommodation. I came here for the day when I was living in China in 2017, and went back in the early evening for this very reason. As such, I had never seen Macau properly in the dark (the quest for McDonald's with the Taiwanese kid at 3 am in October doesn't count), and was very curious. Man, it is shiny.

I took the public bus from the airport because the fare was 6 MOP and I had exactly 6 HKD in coinage lurking in my closet from previous voyages (they're interchangeable in Macau). My fellow bus-riders did not appear to be tourists. I took the risk of trusting google maps regarding the bus route, and only felt betrayed for a moment before I realised it was making a detour because of construction, and still headed in the general correct direction, even if it took a bridge that didn't seem to exist on the map yet. Spellbound by the glittering lights and the thrill of being somewhere new, I was finally enjoying myself (having been anxious for days previous already).

Between my hotel and the bus stop was more neon signage than you could shake a stick at, I was enthralled. Check in went smoothly, and I hastened back out to walk around and take pictures. The old city side of Macau was quite hopping considering it was nearly 10 pm on a Tuesday night and cold out, Taipei feels a bit sleepy in comparison (or maybe I'm not going to the right places). I had very sensibly looked up a bunch of restaurants in advance in an attempt to divert for once my usual fate of walking around forever and not eating (although I had brought a lot of bananas with me to the airport after realising they weren't going to survive a week at home, so at least I wasn't running totally on empty). As usual, even the best laid plans can go awry when there are too many things to look at (by things I mean giant crabs in the window of the seafood restaurant). Somewhere around 22:30 I realised I needed to consume something before bed.

The go-to late-night food in Macau appears to be...beef offal. Now, I'm not opposed to offal, I like some grilled intestines at the izakaya, but this was a boiled affair and there were an intimidating amount of bits on display at the kiosks. Afraid I was running out of options before reaching my hotel again, I stopped at a takeaway stand that had a picture of a 煎餅 (fried pancake wrap thing) and inquired with the guy as to whether it could be obtained. (All the signage and menu was in Chinese, so I had started with Mandarin from the get-go.) There was no 煎餅 to be had. I could, however, have a box of rice accompanied by...[here we had many of those silver trays in a bain-marie, filled with various soupy things]. I asked him what one was. He told me "Lú lòu". I was baffled and told him I didn't understand. He said it again as if I'd misheard him. No, I really don't know what that is, I insisted. He said it again more loudly as if I were daft. Finally I remembered that [n] often becomes [l] for Cantonese speakers and he was saying niú roù 牛肉...beef 😑 Well then. I asked if he had any vegetables, which appeared to be an offensive request, so I resigned myself to 50 HKD of rice and meat chunks. Shortly after I discovered if I'd just kept walking, there were plenty of other options, but either way, I had dinner. When life gives you meat chunks...you start chewing.

Tomorrow my return flight is not til 4, which means I should mosey to the airport a bit prior to 2, so if I go to bed within the next 15 minutes I might make it for breakfast and some more trotting around looking at things (an activity that was cut short in 2017 on account of it being mid-summer and the heat rendering me somewhat delirious). These days going places often feels like a heinous exertion while in the planning stages, but once I'm out there I start getting into the spirit of it. Enrichment. Outside of my enclosure, even!

[forbidding-souda]

headcanons for Kazuichi, Leon, and Mondo with a s/o who has trouble eating?

Kazuichi Souda, Leon Kuwata, and Mondo Oowada with a S/O who has trouble eating

i'm assuming you meant mentally and not physically but

anyway send more asks like this . anyone please . i'm dying to write more about this

tmi don't read this if it's triggering but around literally last year my intestines went bLEH and i couldn't eat anything but broccoli for literally like 3 months and i was so so badly underweight. now i'm a strong muscle man ig but i stopped exercising like a month ago because it started making me uncomfortable LMAOSDJSKANX<D

currently listening: craving for fresh shit by torsofuck

album: torsofuck / lymphatic phlegm

-Mod Souda

Kazuichi Souda

❤ He almost doesn't even notice. He's gullible in the way that - if you tell him you aren't hungry, or that you've eaten beforehand, or that your stomach hurts: he will believe you. Why would you lie to him? What would your motivation be? He eats a lot, anyway. This also motivates you to ask him to finish your food. He'll do it. He always does. I don't think he'd see the problem with you hardly eating until you point it out or warn him beforehand. You have a hard time eating? As in, not getting the nutrients you need? He's going to get so hurt, feel so betrayed (not towards you - but towards your brain for giving his lover such a hard time).

❤ He will offer you small foods. Things like fruits: apples, pears, or persimmons. He loves making smoothies for you. He likes drinking smoothies after he works out, he has a whole freezer dedicated to the store-bought ingredient meshes. He tries to fill you up with healthy, portionable foods just to keep your stomach fool. If it's the calories you're worried about, he gets you things like seaweed or apple cinnamon oatmeal bites.

"It's good for you."

You know it is, and even if you didn't, he has said this many times before.

He continues, "I'll take the first few bites and you can finish the rest, alright?"

For a second, you're annoyed. How about you just eat it all yourself? You stop wanting him to care: wishing he would just let you deteriorate. You have to remind yourself that you're the one in the 'wrong', not him, and that maybe it'll be good to listen to him.

❤ With practice, he has learned the things that tick you off vs. the things that actually help you.

❤ No matter how low in mood he is that day, or how angry somebody has made him - he will always have time to help you eat. He will always be encouraging and sympathetic.

❤ He might even ask Mikan about it - would she be able to help some? As a nurse she has to have a say in it, right?

❤ There's a genuine effort and it's one that you can sense perfectly.

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Leon Kuwata

❤ He noticed your hands were always empty. Usually after games, people's arms would be filled with snacks and drinks. They're be slurping on their icy's and eating bags of chips, hotdogs, nachos, amongst the other things the stadiums offer. You never had any of that. Though, it's not that he would regularly eat any of that food anyway. He had brushed it off as you being a health-freak, or certainly, not hungry during those hours. But no matter how many hours the game went on, no matter how many after-game dinners the two of you had went to, he had never seen you eat.

❤ Dates regarding food were just not a thing. He brought up restaurants before, and you politely declined, making him a bit uneasy. His idea was to leave you alone about it. If you weren't comfortable with sharing that space with him, then it's fine, and he definitely does not want to push you. But the longer it went on, the more his thoughts began to race. Is it a health concern? Should he be getting involved? Every time he would eat something he would think about you. How would you feel if you ate this?

❤ He'd also try to pull the if you won't eat then I won't eat thing.

❤ And he's stock the fridge with small cups of pudding and jello in hope of you just picking it up. Thinking that you even open the fridge in the first place.

❤ Sometimes when you sit in the living room, he'll toss you one of the small cups, eating one next to you. He'll even throw away your trash (he does this because he wants to see just how much you ate).

❤ In a more NSFW light, he'd be the one to make your brain relate food to sexual pleasure, deeming it a more... positive with connotations (which, by the way, this is an actual method that works).

❤ I think no matter how deep it gets, he won't truly be able to understand the uncomfortable tension between you and food, but he will know that it's not exactly a good mentality and it's one that which he should encourage the changing.

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Mondo Owada

❤ Would feel inclined to force feed you. He is going to feel the strong desire to just pin you down and put the food in your mouth. He isn't going to, but damn does your denial of food sometimes piss him off, especially when you're out in public with him and his boys. He feels incomplete and like a horrible boyfriend when he can't feed you. The traditional sense of 'taking care of the one who is mine' has dug deep within his values, and knowing that you are unwell in a way that he can't control is painful to him. So just eat a bite (or two) of his food when you order nothing. His eyes will light up once he notices that you're leeching off of him.

❤ Would steal your safe foods for you. What is it you want? Now, you have this special privilege, of since you can hardly do anything - even the small things you do are rewarded greatly. So what do you want to eat? You get to pick every night. If it means you'll eat, Mondo will spare his bias. Any drinks you want from the store? The moment he walks into any establishment the workers are already cowering in fear. Is that gum you want? Excellent. He practically gets it for free.

❤ He is going to have you sit on his lap while you eat. Even if it's a small amount, now you're sitting here, so have fun. When you're in this position he can also offer more to you. And you being so close to him while he eats often tempts you.

With his hand patting your cheek, you chew slowly, trying not to make a face with your discomfort. You sigh, "you rob me of joy."

He only laughs at you. His hand moves down to your shoulder. "That's my job, you know?"

You let out a small yeah yeah before settling in deeper to his lap, resting your head against his neck, breathing softly. "I know."

❤ He goes out to restaurants a lot - which is funny - because there is only around four that he can actually go to and not get kicked out (or the authorities coming).

❤ He is fine with you not ordering anything as long as you two share a platter. He is a fast and devious eater anyway, so even if you ate normally, you wouldn't get a handful out of that plate. This is perfect for you.

❤ He loves sharing drinks with you, as well. He drinks a lot of things. These fill you up - and he's content with you getting your nutrients from the drinks, so he stops bugging you about eating too much.

❤ As long as you're not dying or being annoying, he won't bother you about your eating habits at all.

[cabinofimagines]

Miss you, you miss

Hey look it’s Poly!solangelo without the angelo. That makes sol. Just kidding, it is a Will fic though! Hope you enjoy! 

Pairing: Will Solace x reader 

Requests: Hey do you have a jealous will fic? If you don't, may I please request that? Thank you! /// If you're currently taking requests, could you please write Will Solace x Aphrodite! Reader fluff? I love your fics and headcanons.

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: None! Fluff I guess.

-Asnyox

Will looked at you, sitting with your siblings at the Aphrodite table. The way you smiled as Piper told you a fun story made him sigh a bit. It was unfair how early in the morning you were already occupying his mind. His heart stammered as you glanced over to him and gave him a piece sign. He waved back, wishing to just kiss you there and then.

It was unfair, how one smile of you could make his day, and he felt so lucky to be able to call you his. Your eyes widened as Piper pointed out he had been staring at you for the whole of breakfast and you shot him another look, more questioning.

‘I love you’ Will mouthed your way and you looked to your side. Geez, this man really did stuff with your feelings.

‘Hey, William, are you going to eat any food?’ Kayla asked him as she nudged the boy out of his dreams.

‘Uh- I,’ Will looked at his sister in bewilderment, ‘yes. I just-‘

‘We know you love (Y/n) with all your heart and other intestines, but I am sure your little love would want you to take care of yourself.’ Austin interrupted him, sending Will a mocking grin. Will sighed, knowing it was a lost cause denying any of that.

‘You’re just jealous that I at least have love.’ Will huffed as he grabbed his breakfast and began eating, his face warm from the teasing. Austin just laughed at his brother’s remark,

‘Yeah, I sure am.’

 After breakfast Will wanted to go to your table, have a quick chat before he had to leave for his shift at the infirmary. However, when he looked at your table you were nowhere to be found. ‘Must have something to do then.’ He thought as he walked out of the pavilion, only to see you walking away with Alabaster. Son of Hecate. You seemed to be busy talking and Will didn’t want to interrupt the two of you. However, he really wanted just a quick hug. Or just to look you in the eye for a second? But your eyes were on Alabaster and he was needed in the infirmary. Guess he would have to wait.

The shift was hard. It was summer and therefore there were more campers, and more campers meant more injuries. Especially on the days where lava wall climbing was mandatory. Will already thanked the gods that capture the flag would be tomorrow and not today, because he did not want another shift after this. His eyes were tired, and his brain was low functioning, only having one goal; holding you in his arms, putting his face in the nook of your neck and letting him recharge for a bit before the campfire tonight. Yeah, that would be great.

Will walked around, trying to find you. He had already checked with your siblings, but they told him they hadn’t seen you after breakfast. He then checked the training grounds and did a general walk around camp. He really hoped you wouldn’t be with Alabaster anymore, for Will just wanted you for himself right now. Sure, you were allowed to talk and be with other people, but sometimes he just wanted some private time. He sighed as he moved to the Hecate cabin and he knocked on the door.

‘Anyone here?’ Will asked as he slowly pushed the door open. There was no answer, but he could hear hushed voices come from within the cabin. He carefully made his way into the cabin, and he saw you and some Hecate siblings sitting around in a circle. You laughed at something Alabaster had said.

‘You sure you need an Aphrodite child to make this work?’ you asked as Alabaster put a hand on your knee.

‘More than sure, (Y/n), we just need to put in some love here.’ He wriggled his eyebrows and Will felt disappointment and irritation set in his stomach. Why were you two so close? You seemed busy -not with making him feel better- and you didn’t even notice him. You smiled widely -that smile should be for Will, he thought, just wanting to hold you close- and you nodded.

‘Alright then, let’s get started.’ You spoke. Alabaster moved right in front of you, a bit too close for Will liking.

‘Okay, so what-’ Alabaster started, but got interrupted by Will clearing his throat. The blonde glared at Alabaster, having enough of this man being so close to you.

‘I hope I am not interrupting something?’ Will harshly said as he took a step forward. Alabaster's eyes widened, scared by the doctor’s glare. Luckily for the son of Hecate, Alabaster moved away from you, because Will was ready to hit him.

‘Oh, Will! You’re done with your shift?’ you asked, turning around. Seeing your beautiful face made his gaze soften and he nodded. You turned away from him, looking at the boy in front of you.

‘Let us do this spell some other day than? I promised you my time until Will was done after all.’ You nodded towards Will.

‘Uh, yeah that’s fine. I’ll see you later, (Y/n)’ Alabaster stammered out as he stood up, slightly shocked from Will’s intense stare. You smiled at the boy and stood up, grabbing Wills hand and walking away.

You maneuvered your boyfriend towards the edge of the woods, trying to find a good tree to sit by. ‘Jealous, Solace?’ you asked as Will silently stumbled after you. You couldn’t see him nod, but you knew Will well enough that after intense shifts he was just a bit more needy. You stopped by a tree and Will sat down, pulling you into his lap. It was perhaps a bit warm in summer to hold each other too close, but neither of you cared.

Will put his arms on your waist and you felt him nuzzle between your shoulder blades. You let out a laugh at the ticklish feeling his hair left on your neck. When he finally stopped, he put his face on your shoulder.

‘Missed me, huh?’ you inquired, and Will hummed. You smiled softly as you turned your head and pressed a kiss on his cheek. Will turned his head to press a kiss on your lips, bathing in your presences. When he pulled away, he smiled widely.

‘You missed.’ 

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[feathers-scales-and-tails]

Lately I've seen a lot of posts talking about the environmental impact pet cats can have. And while this is absolutely excellent that awareness is finally being brought, I have yet to see a single discussion about pet dogs. Many don't know but they can be just as destructive as cats if allowed to wander unchecked! I'd really appreciate if you could take the time to read this or share it please! So cheers, I'll try not to drag this out too long.

Dogs just like cats, massacre animals simply because of instincts, they're bored, or because it's just fun to kill. Despite it being illegal in Queensland, Australia where I live to allow a dog to leave its property unsupervised, it is common place to see it happen anyway. Local councils are slack with pet cats and dogs so even if their wandering is reported often no punishments are enforced upon owners. Majority know how harmful a single cat can be; my backyard population of Eastern Water Dragons (5 adults, estimated 13 babies) was slaughtered by my neighbours cat. That damage has never reversed and to this day, roughly 8 years after, I have never seen another Water Dragon in my yard. Yet mention a dog and people will bite your head off with "dogs are angels" and "my dog would never kill"

We don't often hear about dogs killing wildlife although it does happen, considering they don't drag the kills back home likes cats do. Often dead possums and kangaroos will be abandoned wherever the dog killed them, unbeknownst to the owners. However what we do hear about commonly, is livestock.

Ask any farmer in Australia and they will tell you that they've had stock massacred by dogs, occasionally feral but usually pets. Feral dogs don't like light and are usually smart enough not to jump into a paddock where they'll be trapped and prone to discovery by humans. Pet dogs don't have this fear, and are often found covered in blood and gore surrounded by bodies.

Here are some of the stories I was told just from last year. Warning I have included very graphic descriptions so if you don't want to read feel free to skip. I'll summarise at the very end of this post how many stock died for you without the details.

12+ sheep (he stopped counting it was too distressing for him but estimate is around the 20 mark) attacked by dogs. 5 were still alive when he found them, 2 passed away as he went to get his knife. He had to finish 3 off. He doesn't know what time they were attacked but considering most of the blood was dry it was likely many, many hours ago. The dog wasn't caught but it was likely a pet one considering none of the carcasses were consumed at all and the owner lives close to both a university and a town where there are many pet dogs.

23 sheep including lambs and pregnant ewes massacred by two pet dogs. 11 were still alive when found and most needed to be finished off. These dogs had obviously taken great joy in chasing the sheep since all injuries sustained were to the rear with absolutely no scratch on the front end of the sheep. It's likely they chased them, grabbed them and pulled them down, them let them back up and repeated until the sheep collapsed from blood loss and exhaustion. Several of the sheep were missing the tendons in their legs and these tendons were found flung across the paddocks. The two dogs responsible were found on the property, they were playing with a deceased lamb. Throwing it in the air and shaking it. When they caught sight of the farmer approaching them they ran over for pats. I'm unsure what happened to the dogs? I believe the farmer found their owner and gave them a serving but allowed the dogs to live.

3 calves attacked by dog/s. Culprits weren't caught so this one could have been feral, but considering nothing was eaten again doesn't seem likely. 2 of the calves were found deceased, one with chunks taken from both sides so big you could stick your fist inside apparently. The other one was missing her ears and tail but had no other visible injuries asides from tears at her heels. She likely died from shock. The 3rd calf was found still alive, lying on its side with its intestines hanging out. The dogs had crippled its back legs so it couldn't stand or run and then torn open its stomach. It appears that they may have been going to eat the organs but were disturbed or scared off? This calf was shot.

7 sheep killed, 3 pregnant ewes and 2 lambs. I wasn't given details of how they died, or if any were found still alive, however I was told something which is incredibly upsetting. The dog that did this was their own. She was their pet German shepherd who had previously chased sheep but never attacked them. They rehomed her somewhere without other animals.

37 chickens. Once again no details but it was the neighbours pet dogs.

An alpaca who was guarding his herd of sheep died valiantly defending them from two dogs.

Somebody's entire flock of 10 sheep. They'd not long gotten them and since they were pets they were obviously crushed. Dog wasn't caught but was likely another pet considering the lambs bodies appeared to have been shaken around like toys.

That was all during 2018, last year. Please note that if vet treatment was feasible, a lot of these animals would have received it. Their conditions were so poor that there would've been nothing a vet could do asides from euthanasia. Although vet euthanasia is more humane and nicer than a slit throat or bullet through the skull, rural vets often aren't nearby so can take several hours to arrive. Although some cases would come down to money (a vet callout fee is around 100-200 bucks) majority were because these people didn't want to leave their stock in pain while they waited for vets to arrive (they likely would have died before the vet arrived anyway). So please don't come at me about how them putting their stock out of their misery is abuse or anything like that because it's an awful thing to go through and was not a decision made lightly.

All of this I only know from talking directly to the farmers (I'm involved in agricultural shows particularly the sheep and poultry sectors). Two of those people I mentioned are friends of mine. I had SEEN that first examples sheep on the Friday. He'd taken me down and showed me all of them. By the Monday, I think it was? Over half of them were gone. There was one little girl I fell in love with and joked about taking home with me. It crushed me finding out she was one of the ones he had to finish off, left there god knows how long in agony. I'll attach a photo of her because she deserves remembering.

That's livestock, I dread to think what dogs are doing to our local wildlife. Here are a couple cases I've heard about this year for wildlife. Descriptions are brief and not gory.

Pet dog killed a blue tongue lizard found in their yard. She also maimed another one which they got off her and took to the vets (likely euthanised)

Pet dog jumped and pulled a Ringtail possum out of a tree on an early morning walk. Owner got the possum away from it but she was pretty maimed, she was euthanised at the vets.

Pet dog kills big Brushtail possum it found crossing through the yard at night.

Pet dog on a walk takes off on owner chasing a wallaby. Leash wasn't securely being held so is pulled from the owners hand and the dog runs off into bushland after the wallaby. He came back after 10-15 minutes of calling him, muzzle covered in blood. It's unknown what happened to the wallaby.

Oh so many snakes killed by dogs.... people like to brag about their dogs killing snakes so I've probably got 30 stories of this for you. "He was guarding his family like a good boy" "only good snake is a dead snake and (dogs name) here knows it!" "Better the snake than me" "one less snake! I think that's celebration. I hope he gets more"

That last one in particular makes me incredibly angry. Vast majority of snake bites are because people either try to catch or kill the snake, if left alone we wouldn't have as many 'vicious snake attacks' as we do. Many dogs die annually or require antivenon due to being bit while mauling snakes. It's not that hard to train a dog not to touch wildlife.

I think it's great we're becoming more aware of the environmental impact cats have, and are hopefully becoming more responsible cat owners. However education also needs to be raised on how destructive dogs can be. We need to ensure that we're responsible owners and do everything we can to minimise the impact our pets have on both wildlife, and other people's pets.

Livestock summary: 12+ sheep killed, 23 sheep killed, 3 calves killed, 7 sheep killed, 37 chickens killed, 1 alpaca killed, 10 sheep killed. And not a single one was eaten, simply killed for sport.

Here's that gorgeous girl I said I'd attach a photo of, may she rest easy now.

[fibropdx]

6/20 morning

It's kind of weird to me how, after not eating anything for at least an hour, I can go to bed with zero intestinal cramping and then wake up halfway through the night with minor cramping. I take Magnesium and Turmeric at night before going to bed (along with a ton of water), so you'd think that would help do the opposite. Maybe it's the casing on the pills? I could always dissolve the Magnesium in water, but I've tried taking my Turmeric that way and ooh nooo is that not happening 😂 I've even tried spicing it up, making golden milk, etc. To get the 1,000mg I take daily is just too much for my taste buds to handle.

Breakfast today: I almost made my breakfast crumble again, but decided I wanted to switch it up so I don't get too bored with that. So, quesadilla with shredded mozzarella and cheddar cheese on two white corn tortillas, toasted in the toaster oven. I have nothing against the microwave, but sometimes waiting a few extra minutes for a nice crunch is worth it.

Having minor cramping at a level 3 about an hour after eating. Not really sure if it's from the quesadilla. I've had them recently with no cramps, so I'll put this on my "try again" list. Would really like to be able to eat cheese, please!

I'm going to my PCPs office today to try out FSM Therapy. For those of you Pastafarians, no, not that FSM, as much as I would love some kind of therapy to do with pasta. FSM Therapy is Frequency Specific Microcurrent Therapy. It sounds like my PCP has seen really great results for his Fibro patients who have taken the time to really do it, so I'm hoping it will help. I guess they can essentially tell the machine what is ailing a patient, and it sends microcurrents to the body specific to those ailments to treat it. It's different from a TENS/E-Stim unit (which I also use).

One of the huge reasons I stick with my PCPs clinic is because he created his practice to make it easy for people to receive treatment. In the US, it's expensive to be healthy if you have chronic illnesses or injuries. So, I'm very fortunate to have a PCP who charges these treatments as a copay to my insurance, which is much more affordable than the $200/session these can cost at other practices if insurance won't cover it.

Also, a break from my health. Can I introduce anyone reading this to the source of good in my life? In the picture is Max, my bearded dragon. He was rehomed to us by a good friend in January this year. He's the reason I get up in the morning and make the trek to the living room instead of staying in bed all day. This little scaley nugget is a cuddler, and he loves to take naps with me on the couch when I'm low on spoons and need to sleep most of the day. He's a stubborn little guy, but I think there's a lot to be said about mental health and having a pet. He's a good little guy and has gotten me through some rough days. He helps me focus on projects instead of thinking about my health all day (the hubby and I are currently working on setting up a new, super big enclosure for him to enjoy). Yay, pets!