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gowhilewedance · 4 months
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"Well perhaps you could tell me...while we dance."
701 frames, 542 artists, 3 months, all collaborating on 1 animation. Here is the result.
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happyfoxx-art · 10 months
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Aftermath Impact 11 | TW: depiction of a seizure SHeS THEIR MOM  NOW SHES!! THEIR!! MOM!!! T_T
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scary-lasagna · 4 months
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oh oh oh!! Yandere proxies with a darling who, in the escape attempt, damages the proxy marking thing?
If a marking is damaged, it still relays a weak signal. Lesser creatures won't be able to detect it, but higher beings will. But damn, is it painful. It's a direct link to Slender, and then it's severed, it's disobedience. Disobedience is punished.
Masky
It was a knife, the very weapon used against you to subdue your 5th escape attempt.
You were a fighter, and that's why he wanted you.
That's why he adored you.
But damn. You could really pack a smart faced punch when you needed to.
He was on top of you, with the handle of his knife between his teeth, struggling to fist both of your wrists at the same time. And in a quick motion, you snatched the knife, chipping his tooth in the process, and swiped down on the shoulder of his jacket.
He screamed, completely blacking out in pain and clutching his shoulder. You managed to quickly scamper away as Masky starts heaving and collapsing on the ground, spots clouding his vision from the pain alone.
You didn’t waste time pushing yourself off of the bloody grass, and almost slipped as you ran into the brush of the forest.
Time seemed to escape you as you pounded your way through the forest, not caring where you went as long as you were keeping distance from Masky, who was hopefully still writhing in the ground in pain and regret.
But then you came to the conclusion that you were lost. You didn’t know how long you’ve been in the woods, how many times you’ve passed the same tree (or at least you thought it was), and why it seemed like something was following behind you.
It might just be a squirrel, right? But no, foolish [Y/N] this is the Black Forest, there are no harmless squirrels. Any creature in here following a cute little human like you has no good intentions to your health.
You didn't even have time to react to your quick, painless death of a snapping neck.
Hoodie
Hoodie is usually a bit more smarter than this, he knows how to protect his weak spots, unlike Masky who tends to act on reckless anger.
It was only a simple scratch as you flailed under his grip, consistently dragging you by your ankles and eventually the rim of your pants, which you quickly learned was an easy handle that he enjoyed dragging you around with.
A game of cat and mouse can only go on so long before the mouse gets eaten. Freedom was only steps away into that dark forest, you didn't care if you could find your way out, because you'd have a better chance of survival against the elements and beasts rather than with this complete psychopath.
But a measly little scratch, just enough to draw blood was enough to drag him down.
He was more fortunate than the others, getting by with only a scratch that felt like a hot, molten nickel erupting from the wound.
Hoodie's grip released, and you quickly freed yourself, scrambling away while he hunched in pain, screaming through his gritted teeth.
Hoodie's body was entirely tense, focused on the sheer amount of pain wrecking his body in wave after wave.
You almost paused to stare at the sight, not quite sure if it was a trap or not. He tended to trick you with little tests.
But you tested fate that day, and sprinted into the forest, letting him watch helplessly as you faded into the brush.
Toby
tw: seizure
Toby doesn't feel pain, but magic will not let a bad deed go unpunished no matter the circumstance.
In Toby's eyes, you only needed a little coaxing to stay still while he attempted to shackle the handcuffs on your wrists.
He'd given you too much freedom to be comfortable with.
A knife stuck out of Toby's back, although it took a moment for him to realize the marking was split open from the blood running down his back.
He felt no pain, but the hallucinations started soon after.
He kept screaming your name, calling for help, it was too pathetic for you to feel sympathy for, even if you had stayed to help him.
His wretched voice echoed throughout the house as you rushed toward any door, any window you spotted. Your mind rushed faster than you could make sense of it, and even opened a pantry in the rush of adrenaline.
You had to try the back door, which was past Toby's body in the living room.
And it fell unusually quiet.
But upon tiptoeing into the living room, with eyes wide and full of primal panic and focus, you noticed Toby convulsing on the ground.
But you didn't have any sympathy for him, you reminded yourself. Every villain as their golden moments, and in his delusions he loved you. But people don't hurt someone that they love. And they certainly do not threaten to lock them in handcuffs, to shove them into a windowless basement.
Foaming at the mouth, Toby wasn't present anymore, and didn't pose a threat even if the seizure did stop before you left.
You grabbed the keychain from his pocket, and unlocked the multiple locks lining the back door, and you disappeared from his life, hopefully for good this time.
When Toby finally woke up, the back door was open, a stupid racoon was picking through his hair.
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faggotmox · 5 months
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hey friends i hate coming around asking for this but here we are. last night around 3am i had what we think was a seizure. i got pretty fucked up bc i was alone in the parking lot walking to my apartment. i stopped to sit down on a retaining wall bc i felt so weird. next thing i remember is being face first on the ground convulsing & unable to stop. im not sure how long it was bc i was out for most of it. however landing face fucking first into the asphalt hurt a lot. my face got so messed up, my neck & shoulders are fucked up, & im still having pains in my abdomen from thr severe contraction of my muscles. i mean, i was face down/ass up completely & couldn't at all break my fall bc i couldn't move anything. when i was convulsing i was basically grinding/bashing my face into the asphalt over & over.
so tha thing is my glasses got absolutely demolished. i luckily have a pair of sunglasses that i can use, but that means low vision & the inability to drive at night. thus to the point, i have no idea how much the appointment + new glasses is going to be but normally my lens range in the 200-300$ teir bc my eyes ain't so good. add in the frames & actual appointment, ive no idea how much it'll cost. plus i need it done more than asap. bringing us to the point of this post where i asked yall for money.l to get new glasses. a little can go a long way & anything will help. reblogging & boosting too please please rb & boost this if you can. its hard time ya know lol
c*sh*pp: rebelinasweater
also got v*mo & p*yp*l if you need those instead.
under the cut is photos of my glasses & a photo of my face (itd rough but not that gory)
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angelxd-3303 · 1 year
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Wario and Waluigi had no idea what to do when someone's having a seizure, but they did know that the concerned crowd pressing in on the poor guy probably wasn't helping.
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f1-stuff · 1 year
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~ Unholy ft. Ferrari ~
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written-by-jayy · 2 months
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Prompt #7
Carbon Monoxide Poisoning
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I don't think I've ever seen Carbon Monoxide poisoning in whump...
I mean, there's just so much potential!
Characters falling ill with some mysterious sickness, everyone in the house having similar, if not the same symptoms.
Maybe it's just dizziness, fatigue, headaches, muscle aches, and nausea. All things that are inconvenient, and after a certain point, become worrisome and quite concerning but not life threatening and some might just brush off. Maybe if they live alone they think they're over-dramatic or that their age or past experiences are finally getting to them. If they have roommates, maybe they chock it up to food poisoning or seasonal allergies being extra bad or maybe it's all the studying, work, and/or parties. Some could even think it's a virus of some kind.
But it continues to get worse. With things like seizures, hallucinations, and disorientation making a character who lives alone think they're going completely insane or maybe they finally go to the hospital because y'know. Seizures. If they're roommates, then wow, that's some bad food poisoning. Or they've been having some awful trips lately.
Anyway, eventually if nothings done about it, it can leave a character or two comatose or even eventually dead.
Just seems quite whumpy and with a ton of potential. Whether it's a sickfic, environmental whump, etc.
Not to mention; what about a recovering whumpee? What or who are they hallucinating? This sure would make physical and mental recovery a hell of a lot harder. Especially when the caretaker is extremely ill and experiencing similar symptoms as the whumpee.
Would be a shame if this happened to your poor recovering blorbos :(
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A identity soup emote (I'm mostly curious how you'd interpret that) or a seizure emote :0 (your stuff is so so cool congrats on 400 followers!!)
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dont trust myself to draw a tonic seizure well so i drew an absence seizure , hope thats alright ^^" also made the identity soup just the colors i use for the emojis
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katottersart · 3 days
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I’ve been going through a lot lately, so to cope I’ve been doing these cathartic symmetrical paintings. Lets me add much more detail and try things out in half the time.
Might open some commissions of the like, if people are interested.
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cutechan555 · 4 months
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TW // Seizure, v0miting, fainting
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Over time Peppino's health started to get worse, he would frequently forget things and even after doing something he'd forget it after a little while, his headaches worsened and his moods would shift rapidly
And sometimes he'd feel nauseous and exhausted and the Italian chef can't seem to know the reason
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Things progressively got worse and the man's health seemed to worsen and he'd start fainting at random times and places his best friend and employee's worry started to grow and started fearing for his best friend's health
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Gustavo tried numerous times to tell his friend to take a break or even get checked
But Peppino was ridiculously stubborn making up excuses as he can't close his restaurant for a single day or how he can't afford a doctor
Gustavo would happily pay it for him but really it was just a matter of pride, Peppino refuses to show any types of weakness and need
So he just takes the pain in silence until one day...
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Noise was annoying Peppino like any other day, and all of sudden Peppino collapsed in a fit of seizure, sending everyone in panic
Gustavo in state of hysteria and tears trying to figure out what was wrong with his best friend and even trying to help him
Noise instantly calling the ambulance which was difficult with his trembling and sweat and Gustavo's panic and yelling at him to hurry up didn't help
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It took quiet sometime for the ambulance to get to the restaurant thanks to its location
Noise shortly after went to the hospital seeing Gustavo in the waiting room in tears the TV star felt slight heart ache and decided to stick around until they get news
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And the two sat in the waiting room in silence except for Gustavo's quite sobbing
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endren · 7 months
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Killjoy HC’s I will probably never do anything with
The Girl is hard of hearing and/or semi verbal and uses sign language as a primary form of communication
Kobra is missing the pinky finger from his right hand, it is unclear if he lost it somehow or if he was born without it
Kobes is scared of thunder, like really frightening by the sound of it, Party has tried to help him get over it but they’ve had no luck
Kobra’s really into taking apart radios, he can’t for the life of him manage to put them back together in working order, but he’ll go out of his way to look for them when they go to neutral settlements or scavenging. Jet has noticed this and brings them home whenever he can, Kobe’s still hasn’t caught on that Jet gets them for him because he cares
Jet has epilepsy and has had seizures triggered by the flashing of ray gun fire during a fight
Ghoul smokes and instead of using a lighter he has to be extra and light it with his gun, this has gotten them in trouble numerous times but he refuses to stop
Kobra’s genuine laugh sounds really fake and forced
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happyfoxx-art · 2 years
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Aftermath 16- tw/ depiction of a seizure, blood, we seein' dee's messed up shell again. Sorry Donnie, you can't just get your nervous system screwed up by an alien spaceship and not have consequences.
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theoi-crow · 9 months
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Hey there, hope you're doing well! This may be a little bit of a sensitive ask (tw pet death) so please feel free to ignore it, but I was wondering if there were any myths about what happens to our pets when they pass, and/or how to honor them. I was thinking of having a little mini altar for my dog, and to give dog treats as offerings, but I wasn't sure if that was proper. Thanks in advance!!
I'm so sorry for your loss…
The ancient Greeks and Romans loved their dogs a lot and although there aren't a lot of stories about dogs in ancient mythology, we've found a lot of graves and epithets written by grieving owners who had to bury their dogs. Here's an example of one:
"I am in tears, while carrying you to your last resting place as much as I rejoiced when bringing you home in my own hands fifteen years ago."
Here are the rest: (LINK)
Here's a bit more on how the ancient Greeks cherished and loved their dogs. Plato even called them the greatest philosophers because they knew the difference between good and bad people: (LINK)
"The dog was a companion, protector, and hunter for the Greeks and the spiked collar…was invented by the Greeks to protect the necks of their canine friends from wolves." Source: (LINK)
So as you can see, dogs were very important to the ancient Greeks and they memorialized their dogs too so it's okay to put him on your altar. It won't be disrespectful and the gods will understand.
Here are examples of what they'd often look like:
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To talk a bit more about my own grieving experience as a Hellenic polytheist and grieving my dog I hope it's okay if I tell you a bit about my own little dog who I lost this past March:
Mourning a dog is so hard because their love for us is so sincere and pure. They love fiercely and protect us as much as they can even when they're so much smaller than whoever they are challenging (my dog was a tiny Maltese Poodle but boy did that dog loved to bark and try to protect me.)
His death came a lot earlier than we expected, he got early onset doggy dementia also known as canine cognitive decline, which is very similar to human dementia.
He began to forget who we were and his health took a nosedive a few months before he passed. We chose to put him down before he got to the final stage (seizures) because as someone who grew up taking care of someone with seizures, I knew he was going to be in excruciating pain. But because he also had dementia he didn't know who we were so I knew he'd be very scared and in excruciating pain with less than a year to live.
Two weeks before his final appointment he lived like a king. He ate all his favorite foods and treats, watched Hamilton everyday (his favorite character was George Washington) and we had the vet come to our apartment so he would be very comfortable since he hated going to the vet.
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The Aftermath:
Mourning the loss of a loved one is hard and although we're all familiar with feeling sadness when we grieve, no one ever talks about the guilt and rage that might come over you during your grieving process.
I was angry at my gods
I didn't even know why, I just was. I was mad at them, myself, my spouse, my school, my neighbors, I just wanted to be left alone. But because I was angry at my gods, my Catholic guilt kicked in and I felt guilty for being angry with my gods. I was spiraling because I was trying not to be angry and trying so hard to be sad instead.
But that's when Apollo showed up and I had an honest conversation with him about the guilt behind how I was grieving:
He told me that anger is a natural part of the mourning period. Not everyone will grieve the same but being angry with your gods is normal because when we lose someone who we loved so much there will be a flood of emotions that we didn't know we would feel and forcing them to express in only a sad way keeps you from truly processing your grief. My anger was a part of my grieving process, and so was my confusion and denial of having lost my dog. This was all normal.
I was so overwhelmed with my feelings of rage, guilt, and shame that we left home for a week so I could be away from my altar, my gods and from finding the many dog bones my dog hid before passing.
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I desperately needed a break from my gods and they understood.
They weren't upset with me. They knew how much my dog meant to me and how much I loved him, so we left and I was able to process my emotions outside of my home. Prior to this I never understood why people in shows and movies needed to go on a trip when they suffered a loss but after my dog passed I was overwhelmed with the desire to be in nature. To be with Gaia, to be with Demeter. (Two gods I don't normally work with but I desperately needed)
It's okay to go through your own grieving process as it comes. To accept your feelings as they are.
It's okay to feel angry when you're grieving. It's also okay to be angry at your gods because they understand you're grieving. And finally, it's okay to memorialize your dog in whatever way brings you the most comfort.
My dog's little box sits on my altar. He gets his treats and has an electric candle we make sure never turns off. I often mentally see him sitting on Ares' lap or playing fetch with Hermes. He hangs out with my gods and I know my gods don't hold my grieving process against me. They know losing a dog was hard for the ancient Greeks and it's still hard for their modern followers because losing someone who loves you so unconditionally and accepts you for who you truly are without judgment is the hardest thing to do. I wanted to share this with you so you can grieve freely and honor your dog in whatever form brings you the most comfort. The gods understand and they will grieve with you & be there for you.
I personally believe all dogs go straight to the Elysian Fields because dogs are our greatest heroes.
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tvy0m1 · 8 days
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YO I ALMOST HAD A SEIZURE IN ELA!!!
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unityrain24 · 9 months
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okay first off i hate ads but second off how in the fuck are they allowed to make flashing ads???? a high percentage of the ads i've seen lately have a bad bright, flashing saturated colours and i'm just like ????? there is no warning to this and you can't like,, skip it? or avoid it or anything?? i mean i'm lucky that i don't get seizures from bright flashing colours but it's a widely known thing that lots of people do?? what the FUCK
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stonebutchooze · 6 months
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at my old job as a care worker for adults with disabilities such as cerebral palsy, I worked for 11 months and dealt with situations such as epileptic seizures, life threatening infections and unidentified allergic reactions....
and THEN in month 8 I got my first aid training.
the sector is fucked, man
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