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#least i still got that pinkeye
themovementgeneration · 4 months
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This Versus was crazy back in the day...man wtf happened to these 2 :/
#DC versus Marvel
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steve jobs might be on to something cause dont both of these look like headsets for airplane pilots? lmk chat
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Same train literally every time just a different cart of ideas. Im literally slappin the shiet out of everybody i looked directly at
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Capiin
Im only Human -Rag N'Bones Man
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snobgoblin · 11 months
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Ace brings you on a park date but it ends up going horribly wrong. BUT he ends up making up for it by getting the both of you slushies(and possibly getting brainfreezes because you were being dumb together)
x SIR YES SIR 🫡 /GENDER NEUTRAL
CHAOTIC ACE (GORILLAZ) X READER
rated: E for extra unsexy. but there is a lot of swearing. warning for some cartoon violence
plot: girl read the ask
OH GOD OH FUCK
AAAAA WAUGGHHHHH BEES BEES HOLY FUCKING BALL SACK
record scratch
yep. that's me. y/n. guess you're wondering how I got into this mess huh. well it all started when this FUCKING DUMBASS DECIDED THAT BEEHIVES WERE NATURES MAILBOXES.
NOW YOURE RUNNING FROM BEES. Well at least it was romantic before that. before... Ace decided he would get you a pet fish from the pond. (he messed up his hair for u. you should feel loved) you said that you thought it was cute so he just straight up jumped in there and grabbed it for u. you are currently holding it in a grocery bag full of water as you run from bees. it is a miracle it hasn't popped yet. oh shit I spoke too soon. guess what happened. you split off from Ace and instead run back to the pond, holding a slippery fish in your hands. it keeps falling onto the ground. STAY STILL DUMB THING! YOURE TRYING TO SAVE ITS LIFE! it's ok, it's ok. you jumped into the pond, the fish swam away, and the bees decided you had drowned and dissipated, you saw this from the murky water. GREAT! NOW YOUR EYES STING! you're gonna get pinkeye or gonorrhea or something idk man. at least the bees are gone. some animal crossing logic shit
anyway you flopped onto the sidewalk very ungracefully kind of like a sopping wet towel and you laid there for a little bit. THIS DAY HAS BEEN AWFUL. you were tired so you passed out
When you woke up Ace was crouched down. Something VERY WRONG with his face. OH. BEE STINGS. poor thing. You open your mouth but you're cut off by "YEAH YEAH, SAVE IT. Now come on let's ditch this joint." he stood up and looked away. almost hiding his face. was he embarrassed?
You tried to get up. but you were stuck to the got dang concrete. "gonna need a shovel hun. scrape me off like I'm an egg on a nonstick pan"
"On it toots."
So he got a fucking shovel from the graveyard and scraped you off the damn conk rete
ouch well say goodbye to a few layers of skin. and your brain here in a second it looks like the residents of the graveyard were not happy at all Ace stole their shovel. you point behind Ace, he looks, and he just walks away. if it sucks hit da bricks. "nope. nuh uh. they can wobble and limp toward me all they want but I ain't gonna give them the satisfaction of catching me. NOPE. and I'm keeping the shovel too." and he did. and he held your hand and simply walked away with the shovel
"Hun, I am SO sorry this date didn't go how I wanted it to. This shoulda been something we never wanted to end, and now I'm just relieved to be home" Ace kinda mumbled
You put a hand on his shoulder. he flinched and yelped. BEE STINGS. RIGHT. "Doesn't have to be all bad. Let's get some ice for your face. and your tummy"
"That sounds nice."
So you walked to the nearest gas station, jumpscared the clerk, and got some slushies. You both sat in the parking lot and watched the sun go down. Ace held his drink to his cheek, which was particularly swollen. "Least today can't get any worse."
Then you both took a drink and got the worst brainfreeze of your lives
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trolls-confessions · 3 days
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"awwwww, branch's bros were constantly cooing over him as a baby and utterly enraptured by the miracle of life—"
i think branch spit up on all of them at least once, i think floyd almost smothered branch one night bc branch was wailing really loudy and floyd wasn't really thinking about the consequences of putting a pillow on branch's face bc he was tired and barely older than ten and just wanted the crying to stop i think branch would pull on jd's hair and spruce's tail and slobber all over clay's shoulder when being held and i think that they still loved him anyway somehow under all of that messy reality of babies being loud and gross and annoying. i think jd once got spit up on while looking up at branch and got pinkeye from it and refused to go near branch without his goggles on for two whole weeks. i think the brief time branch had with his brothers was stressful and messy and they all loved each other but as branch got older it just got worse bc jd got worse and the band got worse. that's what i think.
awwwwww
Babys are gross and annoying but you miss em the second ur seperated
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mmmairon · 1 year
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UWAAA miss juliet looks so beautiful!! I'm sure she's doing well and cheering you on from her meadow, ms. kaela :"))))
if you don't mind, would you consider introducing your other cows to the public? they sound like lovely creatures ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ and ok fine I'll admit I became more interested in them bc of that one diluc fanart u made where he tends to the cows
*discreetly crushes that other entitled anon ask under my foot* also pssst I think you can block people's IP addresses from asking on anon so you don't have to worry abt them anymore,,, chronically online people are built different man I hope they leave u alone soon :((
— milkmaid diluc anon
Hi Milkmaid diluc anon! Sure!! I’ll put pictures under the cut since it will be a little long. I have to admit, there are too many to introduce, so I’ll show my “pets.”
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Blindos!!! Just as her name indicates, she’s blind in one eye. Bad case of pinkeye when she was a calf. She’s my baby. I’ve had her since I was a kid. My dad named her, not the most creative lmao. She stays at home and mows the grass down in the yard during the summer. Loves chop and good scratches. An absolute dear and glutton.
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This is her baby she had this spring, Molly. She’s so sweet :)
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Here are some of our heifers:
J2 is Jojo
J3 is, of course, Juliet <3 (I cut her tag to keep with me, so now I can frame it)
J4 is Jackie
J1 is Jenny
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These are my 3 hooligans. The guy that looks like an Oreo Mcflurry is Zorro. He used to escape all the time lmao. He’s a specklepark, one of our up and coming bulls.
The guy in the back is Benny. Also a bull for next year.
To the right is Mark (hence the mark on his forehead), one of our old bottle babies. Every morning I would bring him his bottle and go *Tommy Wiseau voice* “Oh, hi Mark.”
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This is Martin, our bottle calf from this year. Big enjoyer of scratches under the chin, his eyeballs will roll back lol. He’s a rejected twin :( His sister’s name is Martina, who is with his mom. We went with the “Martin” theme because female twins are what we call “freemartins” (infertile).
the red on his forehead is old chalk. We mark calves in the field we think have something weird going on with them. Figured out pretty quickly little Martin didn’t have a mama to drink from
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Skrunkly. That’s his name. I never got around to naming his buddy. But Skrunkly is one of our yearlings we keep around the yard to mow grass. We had a couple days of -55C last winter that got the best of his one ear tip :( He can still hear fine and he’s a silly goofy guy and a little gremlin
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This is my little buddy Clyde. About 2 years old. He’s an anomaly. If you look above his ears, you’ll see two little nubs peeking out. He has horns!! I’m so baffled… my dad bred horns out over 10 years ago. Been scratching my head over this for the past few weeks. And it’s weird they only just appeared after so long…
But… poor Clyde passed away this week. He seemed to have a bout of pneumonia, which I gave him Resflor for. And he recovered. But there was always something odd about him ever since he was born. Always weaker than the rest, never too energetic, but liked a good scratch on his back. He passed away asleep in his bedding. He looked comfy and warm. I’m, at least for that, glad for it.
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This is Miss Raccoon and Miss Halfie. Very fine, distinguished ladies.
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Alas, there are too many cows to name :’) But know I love them all and do my best to make them happy!! I’d add a few more, but I think mu phone is about to explode.
Bonus:
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This photo is from today. This is the poor lassie who was shot by someone. She’s healing excellently. You can only barely see a pitted mark on her forehead. She’s so strong, I’m so proud of her!!! She looks a lot better.
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pekejscatbed · 11 months
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Take my Lungs (4/4) | Craig x Kenny
Info/Warnings:
high school AU, profanity, mentions of death & dying, Stans mystery man is revealed :), Kenny uses he/she, Tweek uses he/xe
1/4 | 2/4 | 3/4 | 4/4
south park masterlist
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Kenny's night at the theater is uneventful and boring; there hasn't been a new movie showing in weeks, meaning business has been slow as ever (how Kenny's employer can even afford to pay him at this point is a mystery, but Kenny can't say she's all that interested- not when she knows her next paycheck is just around the corner). There are a few regulars who show up, some who would rather watch a shitty movie then talk to their spouses or take care of their children, and some who just genuinely have nothing better to do.
Sighing, Kenny pulls out his non-name brand phone and checks the time, rolling his eyes at the 7:00 on his phone screen. Only five more hours of this shit. She sighs again.
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Around 9:30, a familiar face walks up to Kenny's little ticket booth.
"You never answered my question, McCormick." Craigs voice is still as monotone as ever (He has Kenny's bag slung over his shoulder- Tweak Bros closes in thirty minutes. Usually Tweek drops her bag off, as Kenny doesn't get off for another two hours).
"Never said I would, Tucker," Kenny grins, "just said I wanted to talk."
Craig flips the blond off, sitting her bag on the ground.
"It does hurt, to die. Some ways hurt more than others; some don't hurt at all- not physically, at least. Fucks with my head, though. Remembering my deaths hurts the most, because no one else does; sometimes I dream about death, have nightmares where I relive dying over and over, and I wake up in a cold sweat, heaving until I'm lightheaded. Sometimes I pass out or die again. I have these shit dreams and even more shit panic attacks, but I can't talk to anyone about them because no one fucking remembers." Kenny's frowning as he speaks, his voice turning into a whisper. "But you do. Why?"
She looks up at Craig, whose face is flat and unmoving. His eyes, however, are conveying a message of melancholy and grief and guilt through the greens of his irises.
"I don't." Craig looks Kenny in the eyes. "I dream about you dying. Before, after- I don't know, but every night I dream about you dying in a different way. Sometimes I dream that we're back in elementary."
Kenny doesn't say anything, just stares, disbelieving. Craig continues.
"Last night, we were in elementary again. You were being thrown around by a snowman with tentacles."
Recognition flashes across Kenny's face and he whispers, "I remember that."
Craig continues. "A few days ago, I dreamt you got pinkeye and turned into Zombie. You died three times in that one. One time, you were crushed by a UFO."
"Twice, actually." The blond finally speaks up, more than a whisper. "I was crushed by a UFO twice, when Cartman got anal probed by aliens."
"That explains a lot."
Kenny snorts. "Nah, man, Cartman's just a major asshole- anal probe or not."
A car pulls up in front of the theater, windows down as a familiar blond yells out, "You coming, Craig?"
Said male shakes his head. "I'll walk. See ya, Tweek."
"Bye, Tweekers!" Kenny grins when Tweek flips her off. "You hang out with Tucker too much!"
Tweek drives away, grumbling about stupid blonds and asshole friends under xer breath. Both Kenny and Craig laugh at Tweeks dramatics.
When Kenny checks her phone again, it's a quarter 'till eleven, forty-five minutes after Tweak Bros closed and an hour and fifteen minutes until midnight- when the theater closes. "Wanna walk around for a bit?"
Craig raises an eyebrow. "Closing early?"
"Yeah," Kenny nods, "no one's in there and I'm bored."
It only takes a few minutes for the blond to close up and grab her stuff, changing back into his hoodie as he does so, then the two are off, walking around South Park as everyone else is getting ready for bed or going to a bar. The almost-adults walk for a while, chatting about whatever random things come to mind, before falling into a comfortable silence. It's quiet for a while longer, until the two end up in their neighborhood, where they find an interesting sight outside the Marsh residents.
"Is that...?" Kenny trails off, watching as Stan and his mystery-no-more guy suck face in a fancy car.
Craig stares at the scene, mouth agape. "Tolkien."
They watch as Stan gets out of the car, bidding goodbyes and goodnights with Tolkien, who drives off with a wave. Then, Stan sees them- his eyes go wide like a deer caught in headlights as he stares at Kenny and Craig, who stare right back. Eventually, Stan mouths to them, "Fucking. Quiet."
Kenny makes a zipper motion at his mouth, then gives a thumbs up. Craig just flips Stan off, who returns the motion before entering the Marsh house.
The pair resume their walk, whispering theories about Tolkien and Stan, until they reach Craig's house.
"Goodnight, McCormick." Craig doesn't move.
"Night, Tucker." Kenny doesn't move either, staring into Craigs eyes- "Can I kiss you?"
Craig shrugs, pulls Kenny into a short kiss, then turns around and walks into his house.
The blond smiles as she turns on her heel. Time to interrogate Stanley.
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haberdashing · 1 year
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for some reason tonight i keep thinking about how deeply weird my medical history is
not primarily in a chronic illness sort of way, mind you. what chronic illnesses i have are fairly minor and unrelated to most of this. and not in an accident-prone way either: i've only broken a bone once in my life, and that wasn't until my late 20s!
but like
"thyroid issues?" "does that time i got diagnosed with an overactive thyroid in high school and went on medication for a few months count?"
"history of anemia?" "yeah, again, high school. ooh, i wonder if those could be related?"
"your heart rate's awfully high, did you know that?" "oh yeah, that's been an issue for a while now. at least since high school. yep, high school again, heh! but two different cardiologists a decade apart told me it's fine so i guess it's no big deal, right?
"okay... any recurring infections?" "well all throughout childhood i had what was like pinkeye but chronic. turns out it was herpes. in my eye. eye herpes. but it's been a few years now since that's popped up! oh, though i did have a yeast infection last time i checked, and i'm not sure if that ever went away..."
"when's the last time you went to the hospital?" "uh, does the top surgery place count? probably not, how about after i broke my leg? because before that i think it was when i was in the ER the night before my high school graduation, but like, that's a while ago"
"do you remember the last time you threw up?" "well i have this thing where sometimes i wake up in the middle of the night and my stomach hurts and i'm overheated and i just kind of lay in the bathroom for the better part of an hour until i puke... that only happens every few months though, not that big a deal"
"uh, have you had issues donating blood?" "oh yeah, you wanna know about the time i threw up, the time i passed out, the time my blood didn't flow right, or the time i almost got rejected for iron levels? probably not that last one, that's boring, and we covered the anemia already..."
"issues with nosebleeds?" "not lately, but when i was a kid i got them all the time!"
"touched your own blood lately?" "look, i like to pick at scabs sometimes, okay?"
"any medical devices in your body? metal implants?" "well after i broke my leg they stuck a metal plate and screws in there so now i'm a cyborg!"
"low... testosterone, it says?" "yeah, weird one, heh, seeing an endocrinologist about that next week actually"
"you were on vitamin D- a prescription amount?" "yep, i was low on that too! might still be, but at least now i'm not on the horse pills for it"
"any issues with headaches, stomachaches, random body aches?" "well the metal plate in my leg aches a bit after a lot of walking. but headaches happen a lot too. especially when it rains. i'm like a living barometer!"
"your heart rate's awfully high, did you know that?" "oh yeah, that's been an issue for a while now. at least since high school. yep, high school again, heh! but two different cardiologists a decade apart told me it's fine so i guess it's no big deal, right?"
"ever had an mri, cat scan-" "oh yeah, looked into my headaches when i was a kid, went through the whole drill"
"ekg, holter monitor-" "and those were for the high heart rate!"
"lumbar puncture?" "headache again! that one honestly wasn't as bad as i expected. though that's not saying much."
"it says here you had… MRSA?" "oh yeah, heh, funny story. antibiotics cleared it right up, but i almost didn't go to the doctor. i mean, who wants to talk to the doctor about a literal pain in the ass?"
*doctor throws clipboard into the air*
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katieskarlette · 1 year
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So because having Covid for the entire month of September wasn’t enough of a “fuck you” from the universe, I got pinkeye for my birthday.
I could barely peek out of one eye yesterday, with the other swollen shut.  After a few rounds of antibiotic drops, today my “good” one is able to be open as normal, and I can open the bad one but it’s more comfortable shut and it’s still burning and watering like crazy.  
Missing more work is the last thing I want to do, but if I have to be home sick I wish I could at least play games or something.  I’m missing out on leveling alts via that easy elemental invasion XP.  :P
Anyway, whine whine bitch moan complain whine whine. Luckily I had some fanart reblogs in the queue, but I’m not up to scrolling through my dash so sorry if I missed anything.
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halfdeadfriedrice · 2 years
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Facts:
- taking on a second cat would be fiscally irresponsible
- I have no idea if my beautiful big poorly socialized boy who loves to start fights with outdoor cats would handle having a second cat positively at All
- and at least 3/4 of the point is that I think he craves 24/7 playtime and I'd like him to have a friend, but it wouldn't work if he doesn't recognize them as a friend
- I got fired from my Weird Cat Lady gig (30+ cats, absolutely bananapants standards) and I'm still thinking about my favorite desperately friendly calico who I was constantly thinking about stealing
- not seeing her has not stopped me thinking about this
- she's definitely got pinkeye though and possibly some additional health issues because those cats are not being kept in ideal conditions
- it would be fiscally irresponsible to take on a second cat
- how do you even FEED two cats when one of them is a garbage disposal AND great at getting into anything?
- she's a Very Noisy Lady
-she does, at least, have a home already
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dickbaggins · 5 years
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Do not appreciate my bluetooth headphones interrupting Ben Barnes beautiful narration to robot scream BATTERY LOW at me
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prolifeproliberty · 2 years
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So I got the COVID...
Hey so I’m kinda late posting about this, but now it kinda works because I can make one post with all the details rather than a string of posts over time.
I finally got the COVID after Thanksgiving. I know who I got it from and a few other people in my close friend and family group got it too, including my husband. We’re all recovered now, and nobody had to be hospitalized.
I want to share a little bit about my experience, and my recommendations for anyone who gets it, even if your symptoms start out mild like mine did.
My first symptoms came on the Saturday after Thanksgiving, and it was a sore throat and a cough. I didn’t think much of it, especially since it had been cold that morning and I’d been outside. That evening my symptoms got worse and I got a fever and the “hit by a truck” achy feeling.
At this point, I thought it was the flu. WebMD symptom checker agreed - when I put my symptoms in, it consistently ranked flu and cold as more likely than coronavirus. So I treated it like the flu - medicine and rest.
My symptoms improved, my fever went down, and I thought I was better. Then, a couple days later, I started to have shortness of breath. Now we’re a week from my first symptoms, and I admitted it was probably COVID. My parents had supplements from a protocol recommended by a friend, and they brought me those along with some at home tests and an oximeter (to measure my blood oxygen levels).
(Fun fact, I tested myself with two different at home tests and got negatives both times, while my husband with the same symptoms tested positive. We’re assuming I had COVID because I had similar symptoms at the same time as other people who I was in contact with and who tested positive)
Turns out my SpO2 (blood oxygen saturation) was in the low 90s and dipping every so often below 90. If I sat up and took deep breaths it would go back up to the mid 90s, but at this point I knew I needed a little more than NyQuil. I took the supplements in the protocol, and I made a telemedicine appointment with a nurse practitioner recommended by a friend who had COVID several months ago.
The nurse practitioner prescribed me Ivermectin and Budesonide (an inhaled steroid). I got both prescriptions the next day, and it made an almost immediate difference. Within a few days my SpO2 was normal and I had no other symptoms.
It’s hard to say for sure if the ivermectin made the difference for me. I know the budesonide was crucial, and I could see the difference in real time that it made for my SpO2 levels (they’d go up within an hour of taking the treatment).
I’ve been off all medications for about a week now and I’m feeling fine. One of the other people I was in contact with had a worse experience than me and almost had to be hospitalized, but he took the same medications I did and improved very quickly once he started them.
I am unvaccinated, I’m glad I’m unvaccinated, I still don’t plan to get the vaccine, and if I could go back in time I still wouldn’t tell myself to get vaccinated. I would tell myself to take the illness more seriously from the beginning, but that’s it. There are treatments and therapeutics that work, and now I have natural immunity.
This wasn’t the worst illness I’ve ever had. That would probably be three years ago when I had a respiratory infection, strep throat, and pinkeye all at the same time. That sucked.
My case was more severe than some people’s, but definitely milder than what the media will try to tell you is the norm. I needed medications, but not the ones the media tries to tell you that you need. In fact, I had to find a locally owned pharmacy that was willing to fill my ivermectin prescription, because my normal pharmacy at my grocery store (H-E-B) wouldn’t do it.
My recommendations:
- If you’re sick, take it seriously. Even if it’s just the flu, it’s better to treat early and keep it short. At the very least get a good Vitamin D3/K2 supplement and take it whenever you feel a bit off, if not daily.
- While it’s tempting to take NyQuil and sleep through an illness, if you think it might be COVID you need to get up and walk around as much as you can. This helps keep fluid from settling in your lungs, which is what leads to the respiratory issues. Also, acetaminophen (the main ingredient) limits your body’s ability to fight inflammation, which is the big problem with COVID. If I could go back in time, I would tell myself not to take it and to use other anti-inflammatory natural remedies instead.
- If you experience any shortness of breath while sick, even if you’re not sure whether it’s COVID, talk to a provider about getting a steroid. Budesonide is what I took, and others have had success with prednisone (which can be taken as a pill, much easier than needing a nebulizer).
- You can find providers who prescribe budesonide via telemedicine appointments here. The provider I saw is on this list. Many of them also prescribe ivermectin. Interestingly, my parents (who also ended up getting it) were told by a nurse that most hospitals don’t use budesonide for COVID until the patient is at death’s door - which makes zero sense when you know it works to keep patients out of the hospital to begin with!
- If you want to take ivermectin or hydroxychloroquine, find a locally owned pharmacy before you see your telemedicine provider and call to ask if they fill those prescriptions. They’ll be honest with you about it either way. If you live in the Austin, TX area and need a pharmacy recommendation, feel free to message me. The one I ended up finding is awesome and I wish I’d known about them sooner!
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dollsonmain · 4 years
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Maybe I WILL go back to bed after bus time.
All of the ponies are clean and conditioned at least. All that’s left is rinse, comb, and set. For most of them that will take no time at all. There aren’t too many curly ponies this time around.
Then there’s the little baby in the window who’s still a bit pink in the face. I need to run downstairs and grab one of my liner brushes so I can try to get the whites of his eyes destained. Poor bby’s got the pinkeye.
Most of the time after that is going to be due to only being able to fit so many in the hot water bath for hair setting at a time, photographs, and rewrapping for the return trip home.
If I weren’t so intent on doing before and after pics, I would just not unwrap them at all and save myself a hell of a lot of time.
But I gotta show off.
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brandstifter-sys · 4 years
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Bipolar Bear
Ch2: oh no here we go again
Word Count: 1117
Characters: Remus, Virgil, and a lil Roman, as a treat
Rating: M (not smut)
Warnings: unfiltered depression, bipolar!remus, nudity, lack of self care, pooping, post break up discussions, german-speaking!virgil, food mention, self hate
Suspicious Virgil is suspicious, and he finds out his suspicions were right. He’s not gonna let Remus sink any lower, their history be damned. 
Remus did not want to move but he had to pee. His sheets were a mess already, so maybe he could get away with soiling them further. 
"Hey," Virgil said, appearing by his bed, stopping him from letting go. He didn't bother responding, knowing full well that the emo meant trouble.
"I brought Swedish fish and a dino bath bomb," he continued using that soft voice that made Remus want to at least look at him. He didn't.
"Remus," Virgil sighed, "I know you don't have a lot of energy right now, but I need you to give me permission to help you." 
"You don't." 
"Yeah, we made a deal before but it helps to know that you trust me." 
"You don't want to help me." 
"So you're a mind reader? Joke's on you, I've been brain dead since college," Virgil joked, "C'mon, let's get you a nice bath. I'll carry you." 
Remus let out a pitiful whine when Virgil pulled the covers away and exposed him to the elements. Virgil didn't flinch picking up the naked duke and cradled him to his chest.
"I gotcha, skunkhead," the emo hummed softly and carried him into the bathroom. He was more disgusting than usual but that was expected. Luckily Virgil's soft side was shining through. 
He entered the bathroom with Remus and immediately set him on the toilet, making sure that if he went, he would make it in the bowl. Virgil looked around and examined his workspace. The sink and cabinet were by the door on his right, the toilet was to his left. The duke had a large bathtub, with jets and room for three people (or a tentacled skunky boi) to fit comfortably, situated on the back wall by the sink. There was a stall shower across from it and a towel caddy loaded up with fresh green terry cloth. It was a bath kind of situation and it would take time to fill the tub.
Virgil left Remus to do his business and turned on the water, setting the hot and cold spicketts perfectly for the duke. Once that was set, he turned to Remus. 
"Did you poop?" 
"Yeah," Remus sighed.
"Do I have to wipe your ass for you? I'm not qualified for that. You remember last time." 
"Heh," Remus almost laughed and went for the toilet paper. Last time was a mess and Virge had to summon Janus—the resulting pinkeye wasn't as funny as the incident. Virgil gave him some privacy and grabbed the hand soap. The flushing sound had him turn around. Remus was standing and stumbling to the sink. 
"Two," Remus grumbled and held out his hand. Virgil gave him two pumps of soap and turned on the water. 
"You're doing good, Reek. Now let's get your teeth brushed and your stache groomed." 
"You're pushing it."
"Maybe so, but you've pushed me further."
"Tushy."
"Touché?"
"Whatever." 
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It took a lot to get Remus to clean his face, he was exhausted by the time the water was set and the bath bomb was dissolved. Virgil was patient with him and did his best not to overdo it. But Remus needed to scrub, so he had to do what he had to do. 
"No comment?" Virgil pouted and shucked his shirt out the door. Remus stared at him with a dazed expression from his perch on the edge of the tub. Virgil struggled with his jeans but he got them off along with his socks and boxers. 
"Eyeshadow." 
"Yeah, yeah, that's a quick fix," Virgil shrugged and shut the door. He grabbed a makeup wipe from the counter and took care of the eyeshadow. 
"You need anything else or are you all set?" 
"I'm too tired." 
"Well," Virgil said and threw out the makeup wipe, "it's a good thing I'm going in with you." He climbed into the tub and knelt down near the edge. Remus didn't put up a fight when he got dragged in and situated between Virgil's legs. 
"Just relax, lean back. I'm right here."
"It's warm. Did you pee in here?"
"Sorry to disappoint, but no," he responded and grabbed a loofah. Remus scooted closer and his mouth twitched upward for a brief second. 
Virgil hummed softly as he carefully scrubbed the duke, making sure to get him all cleaned up. Remus melted into the touch, having gone so long without any contact. He closed his eyes and tried to take in the different sensations. 
"Das Fenster öffnet sich nicht' mehr, Hier drin' ist es voll von dir, und leer…" Virgil sang softly, running the sponge over Remus' torso. Remus sighed and let the emo's low, calm voice wash over him. Yes, they could all sing but something about Virgil's low energy and deep register was especially soothing. 
He melted into Virgil, letting him wash away the grime as he sang. It had been ages since either had listened to Tokio Hotel, and maybe it scratched the inky darkness trying to consume him from the inside out. Remus didn't think he deserved this treatment, but he wasn't going to fight the second most stubborn side. 
"I almost forgot how soft your hair is," Virgil commented and lathered shampoo in Remus' hair. Remus snorted and sank deeper into the bath, not commenting on the fact that they were both naked and Remus was pressed against his front. 
"I mean it, your hair is soft, Kit," Virgil continued as he massaged Remus' scalp, "definitely something worth running your fingers through." 
"Shut up. I know it's you, Jay." 
"You really don't think I would come back to help you, meine Sepia?" 
"It's been over two years, I broke down and you didn't even check if something was wrong!" Remus snapped, "Why would I bother trying to hope?" 
"You have a good point. I had no idea, but that doesn't change the fact that I wasn't there. Give me a chance to make it up to you?" Virgil asked and carefully washed his hair. 
"Why bother?"
"You know why. But if that's not enough, you're still worth the effort." 
"I'm not and I'm not in the mood to argue." 
"Then relax and let me get you clean," Virgil sighed and started singing again.
Roman rose up to find Remus' bed was empty. He thought at first that his brother went to use the toilet but then he heard Virgil's voice and saw the emo's clothes piled by the bathroom door. 
Roman set aside his confusion for a moment and tried not to cringe at the idea of the two of them naked together. Remus was getting a bath and nothing more. Surely Roman could return later. After he changed the sheets.
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Blood Candy: Chapter 4
Once we got inside, the pent-up anger and fear during that Russian Roulette game of a ride home was finally let out. 
“Seb!” I cried. “What the living crud were you thinking?! You almost got us killed several times! Okay maybe it could’ve been a minor injury at best but STILL! What’s wrong with you!? You better at least have some semblance of an explanation or I will freakin’ MURDER—“
“Murder?” Seb asked, looking up at me. His expression was blank.
“Okay, not really…” I reassured him. “You’re my best friend, Seb. It’s been that way for years, man…but I just wanna know what happened—“
That’s when I got a good look at his eyes. 
The whites of his eyes had turned pink, almost as if he had pinkeye—or worse. 
“I…” I was speechless. Maybe he had gotten sick? That would explain why he was acting strange today…perhaps the near-crashes were just him dozing off or being weak from whatever sickness he had. 
“Okay, you look horrible, buddy,” I said. “I’m sure you’re just sick…sorry I yelled at you. I-I’m gonna call the doctor, okay? Stay here. Might also go for a walk, too. Go lie down, Sebs.” 
I grabbed my phone off the table and headed outside, dialing the doctor’s office while wondering what would’ve happened--if anything--if I ate the candy like I was probably supposed to. I remembered Seb saying he wanted to see Dr. Kermit next time he went into the doctor’s, but I had a slight suspicion that he was not to be trusted. 
“If you know what’s good for you,” Jasper’s younger brother had said, “you won’t come back here.”
That, plus his comment about Jasper chasing him around with a syringe and trying to stick him with it…it gave me a bad feeling about the supposedly charismatic yet eccentric doctor. I wasn’t sure where it came from; there’s a perfectly good explanation for why Seb had gotten sick. He could’ve been allergic to something in the candy and I just didn’t know.
I decided to give Jasper the benefit of the doubt, and called the doctor’s office anyway. The only other one nearby was on the other side of town, and I was fine as long as I didn’t get an appointment with Jasper. 
“Hello?” I said into the phone. 
“Yooo,” a familiar voice said on the other end of the line.
Jasper?!
“O-oh, hi…” I stammered. Just my luck. “D-didn’t expect you to be on the other end of the line…” 
“You sound disappointed, Dakota,” Jasper teased. “So, what’s up? Need another blood drawing? Or did your friend want more candy?”
Why was he so focused on that stupid piece of candy? Then again, now would probably be the best time to ask him about it...
“Well, uh…that’s the thing,” I said. “My friend got sick today…looks like he has pinkeye and his driving skills seemed to be impaired…we almost got into a crash multiple times. Might have been an allergic reaction to whatever was in that candy. I think he may need an appointment…”
“I can come take a look at him,” Jasper offered, almost insistently.
“O-oh, thanks, but, while you’re on the line I was wondering if…maybe you can check the ingredients of that candy? See if there’s any allergens?” 
There was silence for a bit, then Jasper chuckled darkly. 
“Well, there’s no fun if I just tell you,” he said. “You should come down here and figure it out for yourself.”
At that point I had enough. If something in that candy got my friend sick, then there was absolutely no time to be messing around. 
“This is serious!” I shouted at the doctor. “My friend is sick, probably because of something that you gave him! Whether it was on purpose or not, you have to fix this! Or at least help to some extent! Tell me what’s in that—“
“If ‘sick’ is what you wanna call it, kid,” Jasper said, “then maybe your friend needs a treatment.”
“What do you think I’ve been asking for this entire time--” 
“Don’t worry. You don’t have to do anything. In fact, it may be better if you don’t.”
“What are you talking about?!” I snapped.
“You’ll figure it out in time.” Jasper chuckled again before hanging up. 
Well, I didn’t have time for this. I was practically seething at this point, so I decided to just go back inside and deal with Seb myself.
“So Jasper was absolutely useless,” I sighed, sitting on the couch next to Seb. I then decided to move to the other end away from where he was sitting. He still appeared to be in a daze.
“Look, buddy,” I sighed. “I’ll look after you for now. I couldn’t get an appointment, and Jasper was too busy being cryptic—something about me doing nothing in order for you to get your treatment—but I think something in that candy made you sick. Just…get some rest, I’ll bring you some water, and I’m gonna go work on my essay for the rest of the day.” 
I grabbed a metal water bottle from the cabinet and filled it almost completely with water. I then got Seb a blanket and put it over him as he begrudgingly laid down on the couch. I set the water bottle on the floor beside him and went back to my room, giving a sad little wave as I closed the door—and locked it.
It really didn’t help that I had to write an essay on Dracula of all things…in all honesty, I didn’t want to hear anything about vampires ever again. 
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south park ? :D
send me a fandom and i’ll tell you…
the first character i ever fell in love with: Mayor McDaniels and Officer Barbrady, I’ve been watching since the first episode aired in Australia
a character that i used to love/like, but now do not: Randy Marsh, although I’m interested to know where his character arch is going this season.
a ship that i used to love/like, but now do not: Stendy, I’ll probably still draw it if I ever feel like it, but I don’t really like it as much as I used to.
my ultimate favorite character™: Mayor McDaniels
prettiest character: I think this is a tie between Mayor McDaniels and Principal Victoria, I can’t decide. I’m also going to ad Classi to the list.
my most hated character: It has been Randy Marsh since season 19, but I’m starting to like him again since his portrayal as an antagonist in the series. I hate Stephen Stotch for the way he treats Butters.
my OTP: McBrady, it’s kinda obvious this is my otp
my NOTP: Kyman - I prefer them as arch rivals, it’s the aspect I love most about kyman. I’m also not a fan of heiman either. I guess this would also fall under ship I used to like but now don’t. These ships just aren’t my cup of tea, but don’t let anyone tell you what you can and can’t ship. Ship what you like folks.
favorite episode:  I have a hard time choosing. I will say Pinkeye since this is the episode that got me shipping mcbrady and I also love Good Times With Weapons
saddest death: Kenny has died so many times I can’t pick. But I would have to say Chef’s death was probably the saddest for me. He was one of my favourite characters.
favorite season: Season 2.
least favorite season: I think that would have to be season 21 because I watched the whole season wanting to punch Gerald in the face.
character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate: idk
my ‘you’re piece of trash, but you’re still a fave’ fave: Eric Cartman, He’s an asshole but I still love him
my ‘beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this’ fave: Officer Barbrady
my ‘this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it’ ship: Garrison x Slave
my ‘they’re kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i’m not too invested’ ship: Scutters and token x Nicole
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January 19, 2009
My batshit evangelical brother's oldest kid has a cavity. He didn't appreciate my advice to pray harder for dental health.   @CcSteff (Stephanie) – 52
Warren Buffett says we're in an "economic Pearl Harbor." Which is really scary because that movie sucked.   @badbanana (Tim Siedell) – 50
I had a slutty girlfriend who loved to do it everywhere. She'd scream 'Fuck me!' and lay down. Turns out she had Tourette's and narcolepsy.   @DieLaughing (J. Adam Moore) – 47
Today the job climate is partly shitty with a chance of drinking beer for breakfast and then going to careerbuilder.com and crying.   @tehawesome (Henry Birdseye) – 44
Oh Monday. I so want to put my foot up your ass but you're probably into that.   @SeoulBrother (SeoulBrother) – 44
Me: "Should I say you helped me with that tweet?"  Wife: "God no. I don't want to be associated with your crap."   @sween (Jason Sweeney) – 42
New parents and parents-to-be: Just dump a whole box of Cheerios in the backseat of your car now and get it over with.   @seanhussey (Sean Hussey) – 42
I want to fit in when I drive around my neighborhood, so I turn up the NPR till it bumps.   @CcSteff (Stephanie) – 40
These are my hiking shoes. I bought them when I still had to pretend to my future wife that I liked the things that she liked. Like hiking.   @bcompton (Doom Nibbler) – 38
OMG, you guys! As every year on this day, the ghost of MLK Days past visited, but this time he wasn't really, really pissed off at us!   @Moltz (Moltz) – 38
Due to an unfortunate parental misstep, my daughter now occasionally calls her favorite stuffed animal a fluffer.   @luckyshirt (Darin Ross) – 36
I always pause and wish I was a better man on Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Usually during my fifth visit to an empty mailbox.   @badbanana (Tim Siedell) – 34
Dear Barack,  Please be safe tomorrow. You can stay in the car if you want.   Love,  America   @InsoOutso (insooutso) – 34
I define "my generation" as "those who know who Rerun is."   @gruber (John Gruber) – 34
According to the OED, "meme" is derived from the Greek mimē, meaning "To drain or suck out, as in pus or humor."   @phyllisstein (Blight Christmas) – 32
Spam: "Viagra lets you perform like a teenager again!" I'm sure if you polled my H.S. girlfriends, they'd all say "Um, you do NOT want that"   @zuhl (Jon Deal) – 31
My daughter, on MLK Day when she was 5: "How are you going to keep Martin Luther King's dream alive if you keep yelling at me like that??"   @abigvictory (Michele Catalano) – 30
This barrel of monkeys has failed me as a fun-measuring apparatus. The monkeys just sit there, shivering. And the urine stench is horrific.   @sween (Jason Sweeney) – 30
The kid's got pinkeye. Is that the one where you burn all the toys? Because I already made some Tickle-Me-Kindling.   @seanhussey (Sean Hussey) – 28
"Your dog is pretty. What's her name? She looks sort of like Ann Coulter."   In retrospect - I may have insulted at least one bitch there.   @trelvix (Trelvix) – 27
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Aaaand I made an art summary thing! I scoured my computer for art and found at least one pic for every month (2015 not included), so I compiled them all into this masterlist! Read under cut for my further thoughts on each month
2015:
Jan- I saw a youtubers as pokemon thing and did one myself,,, when I had only MS Paint as an art source. So naturally it’s shit
Feb-Apr- Nothing found.
May- Just edits of mlp bases
June- Wow! A catte!! Yes that’s a cat
July- I was just doing base drawings and two drawings in the mlp style (sorta? it’s not good)
Aug- More edits
Sep- Drawing humans/minecraft characters for the first time!
Oct- I know it wasn’t supposed to be scary but holy shit that haunts my dreams
Nov- I both drew on bases and my own. It was left unnoticed by all,,
Dec- Ok yea it fucking sucks so bad but the concept of it is even worse,,,
2016:
Jan- My first drawing of my persona! Still stuck in MS Paint land tho
Feb- Aaand we leave MS Paint land and venture into Alpaca/Medi, with what was once my old ponysona. This was a wip and my first experience with layers and when I got my first tablet!
Mar- We Do Not Discuss This One.
Apr- That was for a school project. It’s a humanization of pinkeye,,,
May- NewScapePro’s Undertale series kicked off and I loved it and drew some,, flattering fanart. Remastered 2 years later
June- I was told to draw my persona cosplaying my fav chara. It’s not,, bad? At least the face isn’t too bad. The body sucks ass fgdjkhbdsjkg
July- Genderbends aren’t bad at all!!1!11!!1 And my art is good too!!1!!1
Aug- This actually isn’t that bad. The shading needs work but it really isn’t bad at all.
Sep- Oh yea I went back to MS Paint land to draw this :/// Never Again
Oct- I Have Entered My Homestuck Phase. (fyi that’s an AU Karkat)
Nov- A troll I made. He’s much better drawn nowadays trust me
Dec- Ok now this is a step into the right direction. Before this point I was using the pixel tool, which was a strict 1-3 pixel brush with no fade at the tips. I didn’t know about turning anti-aliasing off yet and hated when it wasn’t pixely (still do) due to a shitty tablet. This is when I figured it out and life got infinitely better.
2017:
Jan- Now things are better. I turned on anti-aliasing again? for some reason??? and went through a brief Eddsworld phase. I made an au and still kinda like the designs I made for it
Feb- fuckin sexy art there
Mar- Ok anti-aliasing is gone again but HOLY SHIT THOSE ARMS. WHAT THE FUCK ARE THOSE. Remastered a year later
Apr- Just full of hs sprites but I found some customs and they were.. not good. But we can see progression into my current style
May- what did i do here i feel Dirty
June- A piece I did for DA’s pride month thing that I’m still happy with it. Has some issues but overall not bad!
July- I tried to use multiply layers without having a multiply layer on. But the art style is coming in to my current one slowly but surely!
Aug- I stole images off google and used them for backgrounds. Not the best business practice
Sep- I didn’t find any real digital art tbh :/
Oct- Aaand we enter the Ninjago time of my life! Art is marginally better than before and actually looks presentable.
Nov- Aww my first Bruise fanart!! And me experimenting with backgrounds and art techniques 
Dec- Progression of my talent is visible here,, also of my Gay
2018:
Jan- Still not my style but I was into v3 now so I made some art experimenting with brushes
Feb- Edgy Shit but it’s legit good now
Mar- I have no idea how to proportion here but the style is coming in well!
Apr- This was a diversion from the current style to make smth look pretty but my style is almost there!!
May- Same as above but also profile practice
June- All throughout June art it was almost the same as my style now! Look at that!!!
July- Some great art came from this time, art style is now the current one.
Aug-Dec- The art style is solidified and I actually like this art so much more,,,
Look at how far I’ve come with my art! I know I have like three followers on my main but I’m glad I got to share and compile this! Yea my old art fucking sucks ass
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