Something ain’t quite right with these two…

TO PREFACE. this post is ONLY about the people who openly boast about this and act like they're better than people who do wear masks. the rest of you, drink some water and I love you okay?

I'm so so tired of seeing people SO PROUD of the fact that they refuse to wear a mask. it is such a small, small inconvenience to you but its so important to you that you prolong the pandemic and cause more suffering and death. when you parade your ignorance around I want you to remember this number:

6,910,810

thats the number of deaths from covid-19. that's the total number of people who have died because of the virus as of August 29 2023. it's repulsive how you don't even stop to think about the elderly, those with autoimmune diseases, the already sick or disabled who have such a high chance of dying if they are exposed to even one person with the virus. My dad is now disabled from long covid. he hasn't been able to ride his bike, his favourite activity in the world, for over half a year. and he's one of the least affected by the virus. My friend (no longer around) with an autoimmune disease could not travel for three years because aeroplanes were such a high risk zone for her because people weren't wearing masks in such close proximity.

please I am begging you. inconvenience yourself. people are dying.

I know the death toll is dwindling and thats fantastic but it's not over yet.

(TW: Disease, Blood)

It oozed through her veins like blood: thick and sticky and red. It oozed through her veins like that was exactly where it belonged.

But whenever a foe slashed at her skin, opening her flesh like a flower, what came from the wound was not blood.

Though it truly looked like blood, it stank of poison and rot, rot, rot.

Even a single touch would infect you.

But wouldn't you love a taste?

(This is based on the magic of Disease in my upcoming series, 49!)

(Book 01 is out May 7th 2024)

I’m gonna need you guys to tag rabies tbh

I’ll put it up on my pinned. It’s a huge form of paranoia for me. My mind is constantly telling me that I have it and that I’m going to die, so it stresses me out a lot.

i think i hauve covid except i actually do whoops

"Doctor McCoy," she was trying to keep the panic from her voice, but it still raised at least a half-octave. "Doctor McCoy!" Fox was backing up, fingers reaching for the switch that would quarantine the area that held the patient--or what was left of the patient. "Bones!" She hardly ever called him that, wanting to forever remain professional, but the situation warranted it.

Lights flickered, an alarm sounded. From behind glass, the quarantined subject slumped off the bed to the floor where it began to crawl toward her. Flesh replaced with what looked like some sort of fungus. As if a small ecosystem had suddenly developed within the short hours he had been back on their ship, complaining of a headache.

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I think wyll can't cook. Hes like im an expert on the grill. But hes twenty four/five and has lived either in a mansion getting all his fancy meals cooked for him OR on the road and in literal hell. I know wyll burns that thing nine times out of ten and says it adds flavor. Its rustic. It's charming. U know it's not raw, so it's safe. U want salmonella go get gale to cook for you. This is perfectly crispy. It would taste better if you didn't get the meat and cheese from a barrel u found with moldy carrots in it. Maybe u should try actually buying from a reputable vendor instead of picking up ur produce in a cave filled with murderers. Drink more ale/wine. Makes it taste better. Pairs beautifully.

He bites into the food, which he is used to, bc he has had to cook for himself for eight years now. And he's like. Oh no. I want gales food. (And conversely, he's thinking about how much he loves being a part of a band of heroes instead of being solo. As other people bring skills to the table. Do u see what I did there)

"This reminds me of all the times I have rid myself of bothersome admirers by detailing in symptoms of smallpox in graphic detail until they excused themselves from the table and never returned.

A simple method. But exceptionally effective..."

Got any uhhhhhh. Ooze

Getting this ask while I'm actively coughing up mucus is the funniest thing that's happened today

OKAY IMPORTANT POLL

Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.

She kissed her scars.

She kissed every scar in reach: those that speckled her hands, her arms, her legs. She kissed them all, one by one.

The marks left by the blades of enemies. The marks left by stumbles and falls.

The marks left by pure, delicious disease.

Every part of her was scarred. And she could not help but adore every scar that her goddess of Disease left behind.

(This is based on the magic of Disease in my upcoming series, 49!)

A GUIDE TO ALL MY D&D OCS :

SA'HARA AL-NOOR : dhampir shadows bard/shadow sorcerer. 103. demisexual (no pref).

born a dhampir blessed by the demi-goddess known as 'the mother', sa'hara grew up in the village of lazul in the deserts of marquet. when she was young, barbarians attacked and razed the village, killing both the mother, and sa'hara and her sister, sekmet's, parents. years later, a brown dragon (ananeksi, the scald of the sands), plagued the village. asking for young girls to be sent to her every few days for her to eat. when sekmet was choken, sa'hara took her place, sending sekmet away. however, sa'hara managed to enchant ananeksi with her stories. she remained her treasured prisoner for over 90 years, until she could finally escape. sa'hara is part of the adventuring group, the tale-tellers, and can be recruited as a bg3 companion; though her main verse for bg3 is as 'tav'.

ZHENYA DY'SHENKO : bear shifter grave cleric. 30. bisexual (no pref).

growing up among her tribal community within the dyrweald mountains of kadrea (my own homebrew world), zhenya was raised in the old ways of healing, craft and magicks. as a worshipper of bredúril, the horn of the green hunt –– a woodland spirit from the fey realm –– she believes in the cycle of life and renewal and carries no fear of death, for it is only another beginning. zhenya believes that the dying must be treated with respect, and that their ailments must be eased. she travels as a cleric, assisting with burial rights and helping ease the burden of the passing soul in any way she can. zhenya can be recruited as a bg3 companion, and she is most worried about the illithid threat and what it means for everyone's souls.

SEV'ERAE KELJORN : moon elf runechild sorcerer. 29. straight.

sev'erae comes from a royal elven family that was wiped out by the noble human keljorns. she was taken in by them when she was a babe, and raised as though adopted by them –– privileged and haughty, sev'erae grew up with complete faith and fealty in her family, never knowing what they did to her parents, or why. when she was told that she would be put in an arranged marriage with that of a neighboring lord, sev'erae panicked, for the only thing she'd ever wanted was true love. so, she ran away, hoping to concoct some plan that would convince her mother and father not to marry her off to a stranger. sev'erae has a bg3 verse in which she is 'tav' –– but can also be recruited as a companion.

ASTORYA LUNAMOTH : tiefling blighted druid. 28. demisexual (pref women).

astorya never was supposed to be a druid. the child of two well-known murderers who was then adopted by a well-to do family, she grew up intending to become a botanist. but after things went south at the university she attended, she was cast out and forced to reinvent her life. lonely, she built herself a child made of flowers and roots to keep her company –– but in the midst of a storm, they came to life. she came to love this child, chimerai (or chi), as her own flesh and blood. but then a mysterious expedition came trampling through her, abducted chi, and knocked astorya into a coma that would last several long months. when she woke up, chi was gone and so was her leg. armed now with a prosthetic, astorya travels searching for her child. astorya can be recruited as a companion in bg3.

FALLON : protector aasimar ghostslayer bloodhunter. 25. straight.

once part of the holy order of bahumat's finest paladins, fallon (then named elysia tealcraft) was exiled after her cowardly failures on the battlefield, during which she fled and allowed several of her friends to perish. humiliated and ashamed, elysia cast away her oath of devotion and turned to the sanguine arts of the bloodhunter orders. deciding to make up for her past by reinventing her future –– she picked up the name fallon and became something of a mercenary for hire, hunting the monsters that lurk in the night without mercy or falter. fallon can be recruited as a bg3 companion.

KRYN OF DOST : changeling eloquence bard. 24. bisexual (pref men).

a changeling raised in the town of dost along the coast of marquet, kryn grew up raised as human as could be. after falling in love with a handsome halfling named vallen, she (or they, depending on the mood) was heartbroken when he died of a sickness no one could cure. unable to remain in her town for much longer and haunted by her lost love, kryn left dost and decided to explore all the world has to offer. they work as a golden grin operative/a harper, and has a propensity for causing some well-meaning chaos wherever she goes. kryn can be recruited as a bg3 companion.

Nothing like ur sense of taste going out right after u made brownies >:[

Stargate Atlantis - Tabula Rasa - sentence starters

1. “I’m sure you’re wondering, who tied you to the desk? Well, the truth is, it was you.” 

2. “It doesn’t have a name yet, but I’m thinking of calling it.... ‘______’. After you.”  

3. “_____ may look like _____, and they may use some of the same technology, but they’re going to be a lot harder to put down.” 

4. “It’s the soldiers, they’re after us. If they catch us, they’ll take us away.” 

5. “What the hell is going here? Why can’t I remember anything?” 

6. “You should come hide with me. It’s safe.” 

7. “Why are they doing this to us? Why can’t anyone remember?” 

8. “Five bucks says you start losing your memories first.” 

9. “Don’t look at me that way. It’s easy to get turned around in this place.” 

10. “We need to delay this thing as much as possible. If we all go, there’s no coming back.” 

11. “It says ‘Find _____’. How are we going to do that?” 

12. “You can fly this thing. It’s in your blood. Literally.” 

13. “Wait a minute. What is this place? What are we doing here?” 

14. “Sorry, _____. You’re just going to slow me down.” 

15.  “Look, I know you’re probably panicking right now, but there is no time for that. You need to focus.” 

16. “You’re not going anywhere until I get some answers. I need to know what you’ve done to my people.” 

17. “It’s the pills. They’re what’s making you act like this. They’re confusing you. They’re making you unstable.”

18. “I know you don’t remember everything. You have no idea what’s going on. You’re confused, maybe even a little scared. I know I would be. But you have to trust me.”

19. “We’re friends. The things we’ve been through together, I don’t care what anyone says, no disease can wipe that away. Not completely.” 

20. “Then shoot me. And you’ll be all alone, in the middle of a dark forest, with no idea who you are, where you’re going, or what to do next. How can I possibly make it any worse?” 

21. “You must do this, it is our only chance. The knowledge is inside you. You just have to find it.” 

22. “You’ve got to listen to me. Everybody on this base is going to die if you don’t.” 

𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 , i didn't even know that i was lonely . out in the cold so long , i didn't even know that i was cold . turned my collar to the wind . this is how it's always been . all i've ever known is how to hold my own . all i've ever known is how to hold my own , but now i want to hold you too . you take me in your arms and suddenly there's sunlight all around me . everything bright and warm and shining like it never did before . for a moment i forget just how dark and cold it gets ━━━ all i've ever known is how to hold my own . now i wanna hold you , hold you close . i don't want to ever have to let you go .

leopold alexander wayne ( chris wood ) . 450 + . warlock . ( psd + template )

Leopold Wayne is the oldest out of five (half-)siblings and he was born to a demonic father and a mundane mother. Unlike many demonic pregnancies this one was not owed to manipulation of an innocent human being. It happened out of love and his parents married shortly after his birth and as he grew older, he always had a very close relationship to both of his parents as well as his younger siblings. His mother taught him about mundane ideals and traditions while his father taught him to control and harness his powers as a warlock. He felt loved, privileged and content with his life - hell, Leopold felt like he could not have asked for a better one. He loved England, he had parents that adored him, he had incredible powers and friends and siblings to love and dote on. What else could he possibly need?

A fifth pregnancy surprised just about every member of the Wayne household. Leopold felt excited when his mother announced that she was pregnant again, but something about this was different. Even before she gave birth, she fell ill and they all tried to keep her as comfortable as possible as she fought for her life. His mother gave birth to a daughter and first there was relief. They could focus on her health now, maybe even use magic to make things better, but it did not take a genius to see that something was not the way it was meant to be. Leopold’s fourth sibling could not possibly be his father’s.

Knowing that his wife could die was enough to drive his father insane, but he snapped the moment he realized that his wife had cheated on him. He no longer cared about the fact that she could lose her life, much the opposite. A part of him wanted her to die, and the all-consuming rage and pain that he felt extended toward all of them, so Leopold made them flee. None of them have ever seen their father again and while it broke his heart, he did what he had to do to protect his siblings and his mother. They needed her and he could not sit back and watch as their father destroyed their family.

After they fled, Leopold focused on his mother’s wellbeing. He knew all about the accords, his father made sure that he studied them. Not because he believed in them, but to make sure that he could stay safe. He knew that his plan to save his mother’s life was a dangerous one, but what choice did he have? He studied countless grimoires from all over the world, tried spell after spell to get his mother back to full health, but all attempts failed, until he made his decision. He was much older than his siblings, he would be able to handle her passing, but they could not - and if he failed to cure this mysterious sickness, there was another way out. He contacted an old friend, one of the closest friends he has ever had, which happened to be a vampire. With his mother’s consent, she was finally turned and her sickness was replaced by bloodlust. One that took decades to control, but still. It was better than letting her go, wasn’t it?

His family stayed very close, travelling from place to place together while he was practically raising his youngest sister, but he never felt a strong urge to stay in one place - until he found Auraline. There was something about her that made him feel drawn to her and he could not believe his eyes or his ears when he realized that she had no idea just how special she was. Leopold chose to stay with her, spending the next centuries mentoring her and teaching her how to discover and use her powers. It made him feel like he had a purpose in life, but - more importantly - there seemed to be no greater joy than to spend time with the faerie. He cared for her, more than he ever cared about an individual outside his family, and his feelings only grew more intense… until he fell in love with her. The two of them spent their time loving each other with everything they had and, once again, he felt blessed. They faced obstacles in their relationship, like any other couple, but Leo realized that Auraline was all that he needed and it seemed like they could work through anything. There was such love, trust and passion between them, he truly believed that they were unbreakable. But life had a way of teaching him lessons when he least expected them.

When Auraline told him that she wanted to learn more about her roots, Leopold supported her. He understood her desire to find out about her family, to learn more about her heritage. He offered to join with her. To wait for her. He promised he would do anything to make this as easy as possible for her and respected her decision when she wanted to go alone, but he never thought that Auraline would not return. At first, he felt like he must have made a mistake. Maybe he got the wrong date, the wrong time? Maybe he missed a message? He tried to convince himself that he messed up, but deep down he already knew the truth. She wasn’t coming. A part of him refused to believe that anything happened to her, but what was he supposed to do? He could not reach her and she was not reaching out to him. She wasn’t coming. He knew it and yet, he could not stop showing up, praying that by some miracle she would show up after all… but that moment never came and the pain threatened to consume him. He struggled to let go, he knew he couldn’t let go, but if he kept showing up it would kill him. Still, it took him decades until he finally let his baby sister stop him from coming to the spot where they were supposed to reunite.

Up until then, any offer to become high warlock was rejected by him, but Leopold knew he needed a distraction, so when his kind asked him to take the spot in New York he finally agreed. It wasn’t easy for him to part from his family, but he felt like it was his only shot at moving on, even though he still felt like he never could. Not fully. Yet, throwing himself into work and duty distracted him enough to make his days a little more bearable. Besides, there was one benefit that came with the job: He made a deal with the seelie queen, becoming her right hand - all in hopes of finding any hint about Auraline’s fate. Roughly a century went by with lots of false promises and lies, but he never managed to get her a message or to learn anything about her. He knew the queen toyed with him, but even as he continued to try to make peace with the past, he refused to give up.

His past made it rare for him to let anyone close to him. He had a handful of selected friends that he had for decades or centuries and he did not care all that much to meet new people, but one mundane was really insistent on getting to know him. Gabriella was young, way too young for someone like him, but once she saw him she refused to let him off the hook. He was reluctant to bond with her, but he thought a few conversations would not hurt. Conversations eventually turned into hook ups, hook ups turned into dates and even the fact that he was not human did not seem to scare her away. She eventually moved in with him and while his family hardly approved of the fact that his new girlfriend was a human being, he eventually tried to be more serious with her.

After the spell trapped them in the faerie realm, there were obstacles in their way that Leopold never expected. They tried to sort them out for a while, but eventually had to admit defeat and they ended their relationship - though that relationship was not the only one that got messy. It is hard to be okay when you finally find out what happened to your ex, just to realize that she is the queen of the realm. It was the first time he questioned everything: What if he wasn’t so privileged, after all? What if he was only destined to lose everyone he ever let close? What if he wasn’t good enough for any of them? Was that his lesson in life?

Being so close to his wife after all of this time apart felt more than just difficult. He attempted to fight the feelings, the longing, the desire, all of it, but those plans were designed to fail. They rekindled their centuries old relationship and now that he reunited with Auraline, he refuses to let anything get in the way of their happiness ever again. It is the reason why he agreed to become her king and step down as high warlock: To protect his wife and their three children, Celeste, Alina and Ryella.