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tieflingbi · 9 months
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I cheered myself up from the horrors of the MSQ by spending money recklessly, as you do soooo…. I may or may not finally have my giant beaver.
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SO IMPORTANT TO ME
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covertblizzard · 2 months
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jaykyle au where they're theatre kids in the same school but they're not the actors jason's the scriptwriter/director and kyle is the prop manager (i don't know the official terms sorry) and they'd probably do an amazing job on the backstage setting if they could stop arguing for 5 whole seconds about their artistic visions and ideas and how "this would obviously work better this way"
#jason todd#kyle rayner#jaykyle#mypost#dc thoughts#vp of the club: maybe we should find some other people to do the job if they can't get along?#pres of the club: no they're both talented af and i want this to be raving success just knock their heads tgt and tell them to play nice or#i'll make them wear the get along shirt again#WAIT ONE SEC DONNA'S THE PRES and overseer she's pissed bcos kyle played the same role last year and he was chill then#wally's vp no 1 and backstage manager and he's thinking of kicking kyle out#dick's vp no 2 and main lead and he's thinking of kicking jason out bcos it's embarrassing and annoying to work with your younger siblings#kon helps kyle with props and bart is one of the actors and kon is jealous af about it he grumbles a little#roy is the fight scene choreographer#i'm trying to think of something for garth but the only thing that comes to mind i'm not sure are fitting enough#actor manager? weapon manager? oooh maybe pet manager if they have animals... human and pet manager???? hr department but including animals#ooooh maybe pet manager if they have animals#raven can play bart's love interest (in play) maybe (wally doesn't like it and neither does gar for very different reasons)#eddie deals with the contraptions they build for this bubble machines smoke machines lowering and raising anything mechanical#rose and cass helps with the weapons stuff they keep fighting too and roy is TIRED#connor plays the villain he didn't mean to or want to but he got dragged into it and he's really hot and gunned in for next years main lead#he doesnt want this#steph and mia are hair makeup costume department but bart and kon love to hangout and help too#jennie-lynn and bart are in-charge of socials#tim pops up a lot because so many of his friends (and brothers) are here and when he does he helps steph and mia#damian too pops up to help with pet management and sometimes prop art#this is much to dicks annoyance jason is already here can his little brothers LEAVE HIM ALONE SOMETIMES UGH#damian (taking cues from talia and bruce loverenemies dynamic and wanting an artist in-law): we should set jason and kyle up#dick: no / tim: hmm / dick: NO#i want to add the yj girls (cassie cissie greta anita) but i know too little about them right now but imagine they're there and the roles#are to be determined
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tacosaysroar · 3 months
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Me: What fresh horrors await me today, I wonder.
Work: Oh my god, SO glad you asked . . .
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kirstielol · 3 months
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tattoo day 2! what a difference in the pain and swelling with this one. i'm gonna talk about some perhaps gross stuff about the healing process so, a warning for below.
my last tattoo, on day 2, the saniderm (the clear bandage on top) was filled with so much excess ink and plasma it ended up coming off. and my arm was so swollen it was like a huge red balloon.
this time around there's almost no swelling, just a little redness, and almost no leaking. there's a little excess ink leaking in some spots, making some of the lines look a little wonky underneath the saniderm, but last time around there was so much leakage you couldn't even see the tattoo. seems like this time around i'll be able to keep the saniderm on for the full 3 days. so the healing process should be a bit quicker!
not sure if it's healing better this time around because my last tattoo was so black heavy or what, but i'm happy
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Hey guys, if you could pray for me and my parents I'd be really grateful. The last cat in our old brigade, Tansy, is almost 15 and at the end of her days. She tends to get sick from allergies during the spring and she's had a rough winter and she's just, she's not going to make it through this time and she's been SUCH a good cat her whole life that we're not gonna let her suffer through it to the end. We're hoping we can get an appointment to get her put down tomorrow (that sounds awful saying it, but she's miserable and I can't watch her suffer she doesn't deserve that), so we would really appreciate your thoughts and prayers.
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kyluxtrashpit · 9 months
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So just an update on old cat. We had her appointment with the specialist today (cw pet health issues, terminal illness)
So while it’s not brain cancer, the eye specialist is certain it is still cancer. There are treatment options but they are Not Great and even surgery would, at best, buy her some more time. Because of the location, it’s impossible to get it all, so it would come back. Possibly more aggressive too. Even surgery plus radiation would be unlikely to cure her. And all of that would be really unpleasant for her to go through
So we’re not going to do any of that at her age. He also said the steroids are probably doing nothing so we’ll take her off them too (they may have reduced some inflammation early on, thus suggesting they were helping but they probably never did any good in reality). She’s not in any pain right now so main thing is keep her happy and keep the area lubricated
At some point she will start showing signs of pain and that’s when the time will come. We don’t know when and it won’t be immediately, but whether she’ll see 2024 or not is unknown
It’s not good news, but it’s also not really worse news than when we thought it was in the brain. The only difference is what symptoms we’ll be watching for to know when the time comes. So as much as it sucks, I’d already accepted roughly this outcome months ago. I feel mostly relieved just because now I know what it is and I have an idea of what’s coming. I didn’t really seriously think there was a chance it wasn’t cancer, so the prognosis itself is still the same as I expected
Anyway. That’s the update. It’s not great but I’m okay, unfortunately our sweet little kitties are in fact mortal. She’s 16-17 years old and she’s had a great life. And she will continue to have a great life for as long as I can give it to her. I’m buying a steak for her when I go grocery shopping this week and she’s gonna get whatever little treats her fluffy heart desires for the rest of her life
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playertwotails · 1 year
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So was finally able to watch Sonic prime today and I have so many words after the first watch.
Gonna put it all under the cut so spoilers for Sonic Prime below.
So I love Nine so much. He is gonna be probably one of the best characters in this show, in my opinion.
Just he's been through so much with no one caring about him at all. I like that he's just a very selfish character but in an understandable way. Why would he stay and help these people he's never met, no one ever bothered to ever help him so why would/should he help them. So yeah of course he's not gonna care to help the resistance they never did anything for him.
He only cares about Sonic who is the first person in his entire life to ever be kind to him. Nine has an immediate attachment to Sonic, despite him saying otherwise that they aren't friends, but actions speak louder than words there buddy-o. Like you literally wanted to start a new world with just the two of you my guy.
I see people thinking that Nine thinks Sonic abandoned him there at the end, and I think he does a little bit but not 100%. In that he's not gonna just betray Sonic since Sonic didn't save him. Nine is smart he knows Sonic keeps randomly traversing the Shatterverse thing area and has the same energy signal. Once Sonic is able to explain "oh I was going towards you but then got booted into the in-between" Nine will probable be like "oh that tracks based on my calculations" (in my mind I want it to go like this at least, plus I hate plots with the "oh you left me so I will betray you" when literally it was out of the other persons control to leave them, idk I just really am not a fan of that kind of plot line).
Also Nine still made sure that he gave the Eggman quintuplets a reason not to kill Sonic. I think once Nine realizes they can't find Sonic in that reality he'll put two and two together of what happened.
Also also can we talk about how Nine was literally smarter than all 5 Eggmans put together. He hacked their computers, overrode Rusty Rose, and figured out how to traverse the Shatterverse in a few weeks with the shard that the human forms of Eggsecute couldn't figure out when they literally had it for seemingly years. Nine just Legally Blond "what like it's hard" the Eggmans so bad.
Side note, can we just talk about how in almost every single world Sonic's first response is "I need to find Tails!!" He needs Tails to figure out what going on and how to fix it but also that's his best friend and little brother, new situation find the person he trusts the most first. Him saving Mangey Tails when he first got to the jungle world was just so adorable he was so worried about him.
There's so much with this show I wanna talk about but I'm real tired.
Let me know what ya'll think of of Sonic Prime and/or Nine.
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egglygreg · 5 months
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sanchoyo · 3 months
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haven’t been on much bc my dog has been sick :( between seizures and an infected tooth we’ve been having a Time trying to get everything fixed (this started around the holidays so our vet has been very booked up…we have been like 3-4 times in the past 4-5 weeks OTL does not help it’s like an hour drive there, so that’s been exhausting) now his new seizure meds are making him sick (was hoping it was like, just an adjustment period thing but he’s been sick for a week and having concerning symptoms…) if I’m not on a ton or slow to replying to messages it’s bc I’m working as much overtime as my job will give me bc Vet Expensive and mentally drained obvi 😞
#it makes me a lil mad his meds were kinda pricy and they literally are making things worse. like sure he isn’t have seizures but he can#barely walk and keeps running into things and keeps having diarrhea so like. 🙃 and the meds are making him sooo hungry and thirsty#I’m seeing the vet AGAIN FRIDAY I know she’s so sick of me but man my little guy. if she can’t figure out a combo that doesn’t have such#bad side effects I’m literally going to scream and cry#he’s the most sensitive boy in the world and my mental health hangs on his and my cats well being. please. 😭#sanchoyorambles#I’ve also called them like twice to find out if I should stop or what they want me to do and keep getting ‘oh they’ll call u back’ WHEN#GIRL MY PUBBY#if I don’t hear back before his next dose I’m just gonna make an executive decision myself to stop them for now#he’s literally on the smallest possible dose too bc he’s so little. so. they can’t go down in dosage they’ll need to put him on smth else 😑#which means paying for ANOTHER PRESCRIPTION A WEEK AFTER ALREASY GETTING ONE THAT WAS $30 ON TOP OF HIS STUPID VET BILL#screaming.#and like if I have the money it’s fine. and it’s not like the vet could’ve known he’d have bad side effects#im just frustrated it’s no one’s fault#I could go to a closer vet. the thing is I LIKE the one further away#they have the only groomer I’ve found that can trim him without sedating him! they send me reminders abt his shots! I like the vibes!!!#they seem caring!! but they are always SOOO BUSY it takes forever to make appointments or to hear back from them 😭#remember how I said one of my goals was to buy a vechicle this year lmao the vet bills are draining any savings I’ve managed to build up 🤧#my pets are priority 1 tho like even before all the medical stuff /I/ need like lol… that’s my baby#it’s just really bad timing. not that there’s good timing for medical issues but. u know
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doodlboy · 11 months
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Pride psa:
Hey, fic writers? Please for the love of whatevergod *DO NOT* write "gn afab reader" when you're just going to write a cis woman with they/them pronouns slapped on bc you want to appeal to trans people without doing anything to actually make it be inclusive. Similarly, don't write "gn amab reader" if you're going to write a stereotypical man and, again, slap they/them on it to try to broaden your audience without putting in the actual effort.
If you're going to write a cis male or female reader, just say it. It is incredibly easy to tell when you wrote it that way and just changed the pronouns to be more "inclusive."
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r-18g · 10 months
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Penny for your thoughts?
when people say cats are cold and aloof and Fully Independent as an absolute generalization, you just KNOW that they haven't met or interacted with very many cats, and don't know Anything about reading cats' body language.
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daughterofsarenrae · 5 months
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Man we hit a good dosage for angus's meds and hes like. Acting like his old self right now. Def with the energy down like 90% but hes exploring my room and playing with toys and his back legs are holding his weight and it's so nice to see again
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we've adopted out all the kittens and Avalon at this point but Marshmallow and Lorelai, and they're almost definitely a bonded pair at this point, so we have to keep em together. luckily we were already kinda thinking of keeping em both, so that's not an issue, and even if not they wouldn't be hard to adopt out. Marshmallow looks as crestfallen as ever, but Lorelai is loads more spunky and that's bringing out Marshmallow's playfulness too. they're impossible to get photos of but these get the point across nicely
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marshmallow (above) and lorelai (below)
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hafwen · 4 months
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2023 had one high point and it was finding Toni and catching her the day before my birthday
The rest of the year was been pretty shit. Ollie died of old age and Pumpkin died of probably cancer
And to top off December my mom got diagnosed with endometrial cancer
Really need 2024 to be less tragic and have less cancer
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trixstriforce · 1 year
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lore wise lokomos r cool as shit btw. like servants of the spirits who reincarnate constantly? muisc magic, divine power, why tf is no one drawing on thios shit for the first hero...forget the Sheikah Link hcs i want Lokomo Link...
also also the Lokomo turn into spirits kinda like the Maidens did in Four Swords Adventures? Lokomo  r color codded too like the Maidens...and they gave Link a holy sword on par w/ the Master Sword w/ sealing abilities and a light aspect not to mention the wing imagery and yellow gem making it look like a sister sword to the Master Sword more than Demise’s Sword ever did...the Lokomo look human enough and as Bryne has shown they r not all elders or wheel chair bound...sent from the gods to help out the mortals. im just saying whatever the FUCK Sages and Maidens r so r Lokomo bc even in different forms they r all one race imo at least in soul, also maybe Link was originally one of them??? Hylia/Zelda too? girl i have so many thoughts in my head rn what a phenomenal game...
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blorbologist · 1 year
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Cat’s Cradle - Chapter 9
Ch 1 … Ch 8
[Hey y’all!! A heads up - in this chapter there’s the aftermath of a car strike.
The animal survives and will experience a full recovery, but if this is distressing to you, you can jump to the vet office at “Mr. de Rolo?”. The AU resumes its more fluffy nature after this brief two-chapter dip into trauma for Percy and the animal - I promise you no animals die in this fic.]
Percy’s going over his schematics one more time before casting when the doorbell rings. 
Frowning, he double checks on the kittens - sleeping soundly after their last feed - before turning down the hall. Time enough for two more rings. It better not be a delivery, or -
“Hey - oy! You’re one of Scanlan’s buddies,” says the short woman at the door. Percy has to wrack his brain to put a name to the face - mostly because he sees a lot of his friend in the eyes and broad mouth. Kaylie - Scanlan’s daughter. He hadn’t known she lived close by. 
Percy opens his mouth to greet her, but Kaylie immediately sobers, stuffing her hands in her pockets. “Well, this sucks. Do you have a cat?”
He furrows his brows. “In an auxiliary capacity, you could say. Why?”
Kaylie sighs more heavily than someone her size should. “Right. So.” She runs a hand over her face. “Fuck, just - come with me? I think - I think it got hit by a car.”
Percy’s stomach drops. He does not think to put on his jacket or shoes, striding out after her in his shop slippers. The puddles soak through them before he’s halfway to the lot, before he sees the shape Kaylie points out. Carefully pulled to the side of the road. 
“Fuck,” Percy breathes, when he can. The exhale hurts because he’s running and he needs that air, but fuck, fuck, fuck - 
It’s Curio. 
“Bastard hit her, stopped and kept on goin’-” he thinks it’s Kaylie huffing behind him. Distant.
The gravel chews at his knees through his pants as he kneels. Percy hesitates to touch her, hands shaky and hovering closer than they've ever been. 
Curio purrs - a desperate attempt at self-soothing. The damp head lifts, blue eyes blown wide and whiskers trembling. Her face is black, but for the rust brown on one cheek.
She looks almost as he remembers, but the hints of what lays hidden on her other flank. One hind leg has an angle fit only for wrought metal. The weeds are red in spots, space between the rocks shiny with worse than rain.
Her chest heaves - stuttering and uneven and huge for her little body. She's so small - not skinny, just small. Lanky in the limbs. No more than a kitten herself, he realizes. 
“You poor dear,” Percy rasps. On a hunch, he tries, “Tsk tsk tsk.”
Her purring picks up its pace.
“Help me get her to my truck - we’ll use my jacket.” It’s bitterly cold - half soaked, laying on the side of the road for gods know how long, the poor cat has likely had it worse. Kaylie hovers, saying something about finding the address of the nearest vet.
Curio damn near screams when Percy touches her back to move her. He flinches, hard. His hand comes away rust red. “I’m sorry - be brave, please be brave.”
The rain lapping at his eyes and cheeks make it difficult to see what he's doing as he eases her onto the makeshift stretcher.
He'll manage. He's seen worse. 
(It stopped raining hours ago.)
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“Mr. de Rolo?”
It’s forty-eight minutes after he’d handed Curio off to a vet when someone takes him aside. Or tries to - Percy can’t quite stop pacing, and flinches away from the hand on his shoulder to continue his trek. Back and forth through his personal hell. 
The too-clean scent of the emergency vet is not helping. 
He can’t make a call. He can’t make another phone call. Not like last time. Gods, not like last time.
“She should make it,” she says first, no-nonsense. Percy half expects it to fly in one ear, out the other - instead it rattles around almost painfully sharp, splintering into a tension headache. “It seems the car grazed her back end.” She crosses her arms, giving up on offering comfort when Percy keeps pacing. “A lot of what you saw was road burn. Looked worse than it was, though it’s unclear if they can save her leg.”
“Good - good.” Percy finally stops when he feels he needs to, to have enough breath for a response. He can guess why they might have sent someone to talk to him, and this is - this is good, good, better. “Don’t worry about the cost - whatever it takes, just do whatever it takes to save her.”
The woman - she has curly hair, resisting the bun it’s pulled into - nods, letting out a sigh he was not supposed to hear. She hands him a sheet of paper - initial cost analysis, his eyes glaze over familiar expenses in new context. “This is the best we can estimate so far, though with surgery-”
“I know,” says Percy. 
Another nod. “Thank you, sir. We did want to make sure you are capable of bottlefeeding her litter while she recovers. A crash course can be offered, no charge, but the sutures will be delicate, and -”
“Wait.” Percy lifts a hand. The headache is almost twisting, digging in deeper, interlocking with buried hurts to churn and curl. A storm, or turning cogs. “We have her kittens - she’s a stray, she had abandoned them in my workshop. I’ve been feeding them for a week and a half, now.”
Furrowed eyebrows are never a good sign. 
“Are you sure?” The technician, or vet, or intern, or whoever this person in white smelling of blood and antiseptic (mortician, mortician, mortician) presses. Presses, like fingers into the wounds. 
Because she says: “There are clear signs she’s nursing at least one kitten. Dirty areola, missing belly fur.”
“Fuck,” Percy breathes. 
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He calls Vex outside the emergency vet, as far as he can get from the clinical white and buzzing lights and everything he had meant to leave behind. Under a tree, with the gasoline stench of cars masking the worst of what clings to his clothes. There was wherewithal to leave his credit card, just to assure them he was still here, he wasn’t running, please don’t stop working on her, please don’t think he abandoned her.
Ringtone is different. Sights are different. Smells are different. Percy takes off his glasses and rubs at his eyes - everything itches with unshed, panicky tears.
“Hi, Vex,” he says, before she can even breathe a hello. “I’m sorry - I know you’re at work-”
“Percy.” Somehow the firmness is soothing. Grounding. “Percy - what’s wrong?”
“At the emergency vet, on Cloudtop Av.” Her inhale makes him spin - she must think the kittens, clear up quick - “Curio was hit by a car. They think she had another kitten, hidden somewhere.”
“Darling, breathe.” Vex’s voice drifts away for a moment - hard to be certain if it’s a trick or her moving the phone away for a moment. “Breathe with me, alright Percy?”
“Time is-”
“Not that desperate, not yet.” And, because she knows him so well: “You won’t think clearly like this, Percy. Just try it, for me, alright?”
He tries.
He’s no good at it.
He gets very good at it.
In, hold to Vex’s silence, exhale long and low with her. A cycle that repeats until it’s the only thing turning, not his head or the world and there’s some semblance of control over him. The shaking won’t stop. That’s fine, it rarely does. Just gets worse, like now.
“I’ll handle it,” Vex says. “You stay there - I don’t want you driving like this, Percy. When did you last feed the little ones?”
He counts. “Hour and a half, two hours ago.”
The shifting of cloth and hair speaks for her nod. “Alright, alright - not perfect, but doable. I’ll be by to pick up your spare key soon, darling. The kittens will be okay. Focus on Curio, and yourself.”
“But the -”
“Kittens,” Vex repeats, with emphasis. She grows quiet, though the phone tattles on the racket around her - a door slamming, things being shoved into a purse, her shoes on laminate. “I’ll find her.”
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