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sarcasticsra · 2 years

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I’ve always been very “death of the author” as far as media interpretation goes. Once you put something out into the world to be interacted with, your “authority” over the text, as it were, is gone. Media belongs to the people who consume it, and your voice is now just one of many.

So you can write something and intend one thing, and maybe I can see your intention, but there’s no guarantee I’m going to be convinced by it. I’m going to interpret it through the lens of my own values and experiences, and maybe we’ll line up, or maybe we won’t, and either way can be just as correct.

If the intention was to showcase selfishness on Rue’s part by the stopping of the marriage, that part specifically just doesn’t sell for me. I could see it better if we didn’t have the revelation that they were kidnapped into their court. I could see it better if the “negative” consequence of it was more than that a court didn’t gain status. I could see it better if they hadn’t spent literally millennia organizing Blooms for others. Hell, I could see it a lot better if it wasn’t made clear that Apollo fucking sucks and Grabalba is 1000% better off now, happy with an actual love match. That context in particular reads, to me, as textual support of Rue’s action there being correct—they did this, and oh, turned out it was a good thing after all.

But on its own, literally nothing will ever make me give a fuck that a court just lost some status? Political arranged marriages for power are in fact terrible, lol. So the concept of one being prevented as a “negative” just falls super flat to me, right away. I just don’t care. It’s like, oh, okay, too bad for you? Sorry your dumb hierarchy didn’t gain influence and power? If we had some indication that Apollo and Grabalba really had been secretly in love, or that the Goblin Court was closer to BINX’s court in structure and the marriage symbolized some kind of changing of the status quo, or that something tangibly tragic had happened like with the Court of Craft because of it being called off, I’d be more inclined to buy it. Any of those would be amazingly juicy unintended consequences that would showcase the action being shortsighted. But… “the other terrible royalty won’t respect us now :(“? Hold on, let me find my tiny violin…

Taken all together, for me, all I see in this action right now is a person who has been putting other people ahead of themself for thousands of years, ignoring their own values, and something in them finally snapping, finally saying, “this is dumb and wrong and I’m stopping it,” and finally deciding to do what they think is right (followed by the consequences seemingly supporting that decision). Is that selfish? I guess? If it is, it’s fully 100% necessary selfishness. It’s a “put on your own oxygen mask on the plane first before assisting others” level of selfishness. So I don’t see it remotely as a negative. Particularly as Hob desperately needs some of that brand of “selfishness” for himself.

And like again, I fully get what it means to Hob personally, and that part definitely makes the revelation juicy as hell, (and so befitting the genre) but I also know his perspective is genuinely super warped. So while I feel for him and his pain, I’m also over here like, “but it doesn’t matter, Hob, because you have inherent worth outside of the honor of a court. You have worth just for being you. You just need to see it.”

(And there’s the part where if he had gotten Rue’s letter, maybe he would have started to see it, because his interpretation of their actions would’ve been directly contradicted, and it might lead him to eventually wonder what other interpretations of his were incorrect.)

Now, as a caveat, we do still have one more episode to go, so I’m willing to be convinced, if there’s more to it, for sure. As it stands now, though? Eh.

And for the record, while I do think Rue displays some selfishness (though, it must be pointed out, still a hell of a lot less than most of the other archfey we’ve met), I just currently don’t buy this as an example of it. It’s been shown far more convincingly, for me, through their relationship with Wuvvy than with Hob, IMO. (Thinking of the Command spell in particular right now but I know there are a couple other moments.) And it’s important to remember, just like Hob’s behavior, it’s also tied up in a whole host of survivorship trauma, a persona as a defense mechanism for the court they are a captive to. Both Rue and Hob have sublimated their true selves as a response to the traumas of their courts, but it manifested as grandiosity on Rue’s part, to keep themself safe through being a facilitator, above it all, “you might not hate me if I’m entertaining you,” and subservience on Hob’s part, to keep himself safe through being a tool, waiting for orders, “you might not hate me if I’m of use to you,” which is both an amazing parallel and delicious contrast. They truly are two sides of the same coin.

God, I just love this season so much. I don’t even normally dig Regency-esque stuff because misunderstandings as a trope 99% of the time only make want to yell JUST FUCKING TALK TO EACH OTHER but something about the way this one has been done is just, ah. Chef’s kiss. Perfection. Inject the tropes straight into my veins, thank you.

#acofaf spoilers #acofaf #a court of fey and flowers #battlemaster of ceremonies #I JUST LOVE THEM BOTH SO MUCH #i just want them to be happy #communicate with each other #be in love #find a good therapist #and heal together #dimension 20

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msviolacea · 2 years

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You ever feel like you’re not allowed to put on your own oxygen mask before assisting others with theirs? Yeah, that’s how my work life is going right now.

#jaime rambles #i did it to myself i guess #with the promotion #but FUCK i'm tired #and feel like i'm going to cry the next time someone gchats me with a question

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substituted-shinigami · 5 months

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Learning to Breathe

(aka Please Remember To Put On Your Oxygen Mask Before Assisting Others)

Characters: Rukia, Renji, Byakuya, and some Fourth Division OCs, (RenRuki)

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, some Angst, some Humor, Family

Rated: T (for mentions of medical tools such as needles and depictions of anxiety, but nothing is graphic or even really overly described. This story is more about the emotions than the medical drama)

Story Summary: Turns out purple eyes and short stature aren’t the only things that run in Hisana’s family, illness does as well. As Rukia and Renji try to help each other navigate through this new storm in their lives, will they remember to take time to breathe? (Rukia gets the same disease that killed Hisana (Bloodlines AU), Post TYBW, Post renruki engagement)

Click the link to read below or click here to read the story from the beginning on AO3!

(2/7)

Chapter 1: Lift Off

(AO3 chapter link)

Chapter Summary: Welcome passengers aboard the Stress Soul Society Airlines. Please fasten your seat belts, and prepare for liftoff. Thank you, and worry not about the bad weather forecast. You can rest assured that you will have a safe trip with us! (The chapter in which Rukia and Renji get ready for a major doctor’s appointment.)

I faced an execution. I faced an espada's blade. I even faced a man who could literally murder me with fear. And yet, tiny medical needles are too much for me? You are utterly ridiculous, Kuchiki Rukia… Rukia thought glumly to herself, as she laid in bed one chilly morning before yet another doctor’s appointment. She began chuckling wryly, I've heard the pen is mightier than the sword, but I think the medical needle might be mightier still.

Rukia stared up at her bedroom ceiling, the sound of the room's clock ticking loudly in her ears. She'd been laying there for hours as sleep frustratingly eluded her. Sighing, she tried rolling over and closing her eyes again, but she couldn't shut out the anxious thoughts that plagued her mind.

I really hope today’s tests don’t have them. If I can’t get through these appointments without stressing out everytime I see one, then I’ll never convince him that he can rest, because I’ll be okay. That it will all be okay in the end. Hopefully…

Suddenly, Rukia’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the alarm on her soul pager going off. Again. Rukia’s hand shot out, flipped the infernal device open, and managed to press the snooze button for the third time that morning without even looking at it. She went back to staring up at the ceiling.

Guess I better get up now, huh? Can't keep putting it off, after all… My friends, my brother, and…Renji… they’re all so worried about me, so I can’t… I can’t be weak… I must be strong for them.

Rukia sighed, her stomach already all up in knots. Taking a deep breath to center herself, she forced herself to sit up. As she looked out her bedroom window towards the sky, she saw that it was pitch-black, that even the stars were blocked out by clouds.

Hmmm… Looks like a storm is rolling in too… Figures…

Rukia slowly pushed off her blankets and got up to search for her clothes. She thought about just wearing her black shinigami uniform, but she already knew neither her third seat nor her escort were going to let her go back to work this afternoon. Speaking of her escort…

Rukia left her room, a neatly folded dark blue kimono tucked underneath her arm, and approached the door of the guest room next to hers. She lifted her hand to knock, but paused.

I could just leave without waking him… she thought briefly, Let him sleep in. Gods know he needs it. That way, when I make it through the appointment on my own, he’ll see he has nothing to worry about! But she quickly shook herself. No! No, I don’t do that anymore! I don’t just run away... I talk about it. We talk about it. And even if we can’t figure it out, we still do even that together. Rukia took a deep breath, glared resolutely at the door, and knocked.

“Oi, Renji, you awake in there?” She heard what sounded like a groan to the affirmative. “Okay, just so you know, we’ve got to leave in an hour.”

“Mhmm… Yup. I got you,” he responded groggily. This was soon followed by the sound of very fast shuffling, a very loud bang, an almost as loud curse, and then more shuffling. Rukia raised an amused eyebrow at that.

“You good in there? All your limbs still present and accounted for?”

“Ha ha. Very funny. And yes, I’m fine. Thanks so much for your concern.”

“Of course!” Rukia smirked. However, the heavy feeling inside her soon dragged the corners of her lips back down. She took another deep breath. Here we go… "Oi, Renji…" she began quietly, "If you are too tired, it's okay, y'know? It's like I said before, it’s basically just a long doctor's appointment. I'll…I’ll be okay going by myself."

At that, Rukia heard the stomping sound of footsteps coming rapidly towards her, followed by the shoji door immediately sliding open with a sharp bang. Renji looked rather frazzled, with his sleeping robe half hanging off of his shoulder and his hair loosely pulled into a messy braid. He also looked rather cute…at least until he started shouting.

“WHAT? NO! OF COURSE I'M COMING WITH YOU, IDIOT!”

“QUIET, RENJI! ARE YOU TRYING TO WAKE UP THE ENTIRE HOUSEHOLD WITH YOUR RACKET?!?”

"You are way louder than me!" Renji replied in his terrible attempt at a whisper, "In any case, don't try to change the subject like that. You are downplaying it again, I know it. They are running medical tests today too, and I know those tend to make you nervous.” He managed to actually say that last part quietly. Then he smiled at her, “We're in this together, ya?" His lips might have been smiling, but Rukia saw his eyes. He was exhausted. She felt her heart lurch into her throat.

"Ya, well…don't go overdoing it, okay?" Rukia told him firmly as she fixed his robe for him, but her fingers lingered on his shoulder. Renji placed his hand over hers.

"Hmph… As if I could ever do too much for you… I'm fine, Rukia, really. Go get changed."

"Okay…" she murmured quietly, looking down. However, her face must have betrayed her troubled thoughts, because when she tried to remove her hand from his shoulder, Renji held it firm. She looked back up at him and he tilted his head down closer to hers.

"I love you~" he whispered to her in a cheeky sing-song voice with that toothy grin of his. He was clearly trying to lighten the mood, to make her smile or push him off and call him a dork, but instead Rukia felt her heart, already firmly lodged in her throat, leap even higher into her mouth.

“I know…” she barely got out, “I know Renji, but…”

“Uh uh. No ‘buts’, Ru. Go ahead and take your bath. I’ll see you in an hour, alright?” He winked and let go of her hand as he cheerfully went back into the guest room, closing the door behind him.

Rukia, on the other hand, just stood there, staring at the floor.

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Renji…

Rukia sat in the outdoor bath, watching the sun slowly try to rise behind a blanket of clouds. She sighed as her thoughts inevitably turned to her fiance.

They had been spending even more time together as of late. In fact, almost all of their spare time was spent in each other’s company. At first it was because they had finally gotten officially engaged, and needed to plan for the wedding. And while that had all been quite hectic, it had also been exhilarating thinking about what their future together might bring.

But then, less than a month later, the diagnosis came in after what was supposed to be a routine check up at the Fourth Division. Rukia had CRVS, also known as Chronic Reiatsu Vent Stenosis. It was a disease in which the invisible reiatsu vents at the end of a soul’s wrists began to slowly shrink over time. Since these vents were responsible for cycling spiritual pressure in and out of the body, when they were damaged, the body would take longer to heal after strenuous activities, such as traveling long distances across the Rukongai in the search of a missing sibling.

The vents also acted as a filtration system for foreign reishi or spirit particles. When spiritual pressure is released in bursts, such as when battling tough hollows and arrancar, it can absorb the spirit particles it collides with, and then bring these foreign particles back with it into the body. When working properly, the vents are supposed to filter this out, but when they are damaged by disease, they just can’t.

And overtime, this unreleased, unfiltered, reluctant to replenish spiritual pressure would slowly damage the body, eventually leading to the person’s death, to Hisana’s death. But it had been fifty years since then, there were more options now., new medications and treatments available. There was even a new experimental surgery that had the potential to actually extend the patient’s life! But you couldn’t get it right away, you had to wait, be put on a list, and survive until your name was called.

But if there was one thing that we know how to do well, Rukia thought to herself, it's to survive.

They changed everything.

Instead of visits with the wedding planner, it was visits with the doctor. Instead of planning out wedding dishes with their bar's chef, they planned out new healthier meals with her nutritionist. Instead of visits to the florist it was visits to the pharmacist.

Instead of going on dates, it was going to treatments.

Before they spent all their time doing wedding planning, but now, it was the furthest thing from their minds. If getting engaged had completely changed Rukia’s life with an upward swing, getting this disease made it come crashing back down again and right through the floor. But Renji was right there with her through it all.

He really is my rock, Rukia thought with warmth, But…he’s starting to break. It had been months since this all began, and Renji had run himself ragged.

So when Rukia had found out that she had to go to yet another early morning, three hour long doctor’s appointment at the Fourth Division to get some testing done, she was resolute on the fact that Renji did not have to come. For the entire week leading up to the appointment, she did her absolute best to downplay the whole thing.

She joked with him, “The appointment is three hours long, Renji. If you're going to be sitting doing paperwork all day, you might as well be at the office where you can at least yell at Rikichi at the same time!”

She bragged at him, “Nervous? Of course not! I am Kuchiki Rukia! I will ace those medical exams for sure!”

And she even tried teasing him, “Hmn? What is with that worried look? Are you trying to beat Ichigo in a scowling contest? It’ll be fine, Renji!”

Still, despite her best attempts at reassurance, Renji could not help but ask her one more time.

“Hey, Rukia?” He began worriedly, when she came by the Sixth Division office after work, “Are you absolutely sure you don’t need me for your appointment tomorrow? They are running an awful lot of medical tests, and I know...how you feel about those.” But Rukia waved him off.

“Medical tests? Please! I laugh in the face of all those who would test me!” Rukia bragged with a smirk, but Renji continued to look at her seriously, resolutely unmoved by her teasing. Rukia tried a different approach. “Seriously, Renji, it will be fine,” she continued a little more gently, “You don’t have to come to every single one, y’know? Besides, it's really early in the morning, and you have work tomorrow. It will be fine.” But then, just when she thought she might have been getting through to him, her brother entered from the other room.

“Captain!” Renji said, as he stood up. Rukia’s head swung around towards the office entrance.

“Niisama!”

Captain Kuchiki Byakuya looked between the two of them, and then spoke, “Vice Captain Abarai Renji, I’ve come to inform you that I have approved of your request to have tomorrow off. Spend it however you wish.” Rukia shot Renji a look. Renji just looked confused.

“Ummm, thank you, sir? But I don’t remember-”

“Also,” Byakuya continued, cutting him off, “I have a problem that I need you to take care of.”

“Sure, Captain, whatever you need-”

“Taiyaki," Byakuya said abruptly, "The Kuchiki chef has accidently ordered some, and you know how much I despise it. Please come over and dispose of it in a non-wasteful manner. It is imperative that you do this tonight.”

“O-Okay…”

“Once you finish that odious task, I imagine you will be quite tired. You should sleep it off in the guest room, so that you will be in top shape for your day off. The one you usually use, the one down the hall from the kitchen, is unavailable, so you will have to use the guest room next door to Rukia’s room. That is all.” And with that, he turned on his heel and left, leaving the pair with their mouths hanging open, the matter already decided. Rukia fumed.

“Well…at least I’m free now…” Renji said a little tentatively.

“Yeah," Rukia growled through gritted teeth, "Sorry, I’ll be right back.” And with that, she stormed out of the room and marched right after her brother.

“Niisama!” Rukia said firmly. Byakuya stopped, but didn't turn around.

“Niisama…” Rukia repeated more slowly, barely keeping the anger and frustration out of her voice, “I appreciate what you are trying to do…but please do not push Renji so. He is tired, Niisama.”

“Perhaps…but I do not push him any further than he already wishes to go. I simply give him the permission to do so. Something that was not given to me when…” But he trailed off, shoulders drooping a little. Finally, he straightened up again and continued, "In any case, it is imperative that you have support at appointments, both for your physical and emotional wellbeing.”

“Niisama...I appreciate that, but…couldn’t you take me just this one time? Just to give him a break?”

“I… Rukia, he needs this, just as you do. Take this time to be together so that way there are no regrets.” And with that, he was gone, only dust in the wake of his shunpo. Rukia returned to the room, a mixture of anger, sadness, and dejection fighting for control within her.

“Listen Rukia, if you really don’t want me to go…”

“It’s not about wanting or not wanting, Renji!” she snapped, but slowed upon seeing him flinch, “Sorry, I…I just don't think you should have to go to them all, that’s all.” Renji put his hands on her shoulders.

“It’s alright, Rukia, I like going with you! Now I gotta go home and grab a change of clothes for tomorrow, but I’ll see you tonight, okay?”

“Okay…” she sighed. He kissed her on the cheek and headed out the door, completely ready to keep on running himself ragged, all for her.

Well of course he is! He’s worried about you, you jerk! Rukia’s brain shouted at her, It’s your own fault for always looking so miserable at your appointments!

“That’s right!” Rukia said aloud to herself, grabbing her towel, and vigorously drying herself off as she stepped out of the bath, “Renji’s only exhausted because he’s worried about me! If I can just show him that I’ll be okay, even during the longer, scarier appointments, then he’ll finally know that he can take a long, well deserved break, and might even start taking care of himself!” She quickly put on her clothes, and marched back to her room with renewed resolve.

After she finished packing her bag, including something to read during the long waits between testing, Rukia headed towards the front hall to wait for Renji. But when she got there she found him already standing there, a bag swung around his shoulder as well.

Figures he’s already here, she thought, Oh well, no time to practice, might as well jump right in.

“Ready to go?” Rukia asked with as much cheerfulness and confidence as she could muster as she strutted up to him. Renji’s face lit up the moment he spotted her.

“Yup! My bag's all packed, and I'm raring to go."

“Great! Now…did you get anything to eat for breakfast?” She asked as she reached him. Renji bent down to give her a quick kiss, and she rose up on her tiptoes to receive it.

“Do you count?” He murmured huskily to her. Rukia cocked an eyebrow at him.

“No.”

“Then, nope!” he shrugged with a smile as he stood back up. Rukia felt a blood vessel pop in her forehead.

“Renji…” she said slowly, trying to sound encouraging and not frustrated, “I told you last night, it’s okay for you to grab breakfast. The appointment is going to be three hours, and you need your strength.”

“Yeah, I know, but…it just doesn’t feel right eating when you can’t,” He said, scratching the back of his neck, “If you can wait till after your appointment, then so can I. ‘Sides, I think I am at least as strong as you, you know,” He finished with a smirk.

“Debatable,” Rukia sniffed, teasingly.

“Yeah, yeah, alright Ms. Acting Captain,” Renji said, throwing his arm around her and pushing open the door. “Come on, let’s go. We don’t wanna be late.”

Rukia leaned against him as they walked out the door, a well of warmth bubbling up inside of her, but it was quickly muddied with guilt, “Renji, thank you, for coming with me, really, but please get something to eat and take a nap after this.”

“Sure, sure,” he agreed easily, “But for now, let’s just get you well.” However, he didn’t look at her as he said this. Rukia looked up at him out of the corner of her eye. The worry and the exhaustion, still shone quite clearly on his face. She quickly turned her gaze forward, her stomach knotting up all over again.

I’ll have to try harder, she thought.

#bleach #renruki #fanfiction #renji abarai #rukia kuchiki #byakuya kuchiki #post tybw #learning to breathe #L2B #bloodlines au #hurt/comfort #some angst #some humor #family

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uncloseted · 8 months

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How can I cope better with someone with bad memory? I've spent the last week emotionally supporting someone over a situation and it was taxing. I have exams and work and already stretching myself thin but I made sure to be there for this person. They called me today and said they accidently revealed something to someone they shouldn't have. But this person already knew this something and we spent all of last week talking about it and that's part of the thing I supported them through. I get

that people can't control their memory and I need to be more understanding but I'm honestly in tears because I stretched myself so thin only to find out they don't remember our conversations and now they are going through something again and it feels like I now have to summon the energy to explain everything to try and jog their memory. It's just more emotional energy that I don't have

I think that, somewhat unfortunately, this is one of those situations where you have to set your own boundaries for yourself and meet this person where they are. Their memory probably isn't going to get better, but that doesn't mean that they don't care about you or that your conversations aren't important to them. All it means is that their brain isn't processing information the way other people's brains do. And while that's super frustrating, it's also not your friend's fault, and it will require some patience on your part if you want to keep having a friendship with them.

What that means for you practically depends on your relationship with your friend. When you say something important, you could maybe try asking them to write it down because you know they'll forget. You could write down the important things you said and send them to your friend so that they can refer back to it, or get an app to transcribe your conversation and then generate bullet points of the most important things you said. You can gently let the person know that while you care about them and want to support them, you don't have the ability to be on-call for them right now, and you can let them know when you will be available and when you can't be. If you do that, though, you have to make sure to hold those boundaries on your end by not answering if they try to talk to you when you said you'd be unavailable. Ultimately, I think this is a "put on your oxygen mask before assisting others" kind of situation. I think it's important to set boundaries for yourself and take care of your own needs before you can help other people with theirs, because otherwise, it's possible that you'll quickly burn out.

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vvvla · 1 year

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6.4.2023

if i wanna build socialism i gotta focus on building myself up. i gotta solve one problem at a time, and become more self-reliant. so that's what i'm going to do.

i redid my cubicle decoration to be reminders of the essentials:

put your own oxygen mask first before assisting others

(1) get it done, (2) treat yo self

NO SHAME, NO FEAR

you are very young and learning to live

next year in Jerusalem!

(drawing of Cristina Yang) ADAPT, IMPROVISE, OVERCOME

shared knowledge & support with an amazing friend & scholar.

finished my objectives for the day. got new books! i dream of assembling a communal library.

stuff shared between others n i today:

book rec: How To Suppress Women's Writing (Joanna Russ)

book rec: Penser sans entraves (Hannah Arendt)

info about iron deficiency, extremely underdiagnosed condition among people who menstruate

banter

oxygen ↔︎ carbon dioxyde

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xinnammonmisc · 1 year

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🔒 Locked 📱

OC insert

Fandom: Detroit become human

Synopsis: Something happens in your office, and you’re stuck with your phone, and a smidge of hope. (Post-Deviancy)

POV: SECOND PERSON

Disclaimer: THIS IS HEAVILY SELF INDULGENT. THATS WHY ITS AN OC INSERT!!!

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(Xin is the resident doctor of the DPD after having to give medical assistance to multiple coworkers multiple times. Having their own office becoming an improvised medbay)

“Ohhh gosh. Why me??” You groan in frustration. Gavin ‘accidentally’ locked you inside the airtight Office with 3 busted cans of Febreeze with the fan on full blast of all settings. “Is he trying to kill me? He jammed the door shut!” You give up trying to open the door after a while, realizing oxygen is limited, and you don’t currently have the strength to bust the door down in your current predicament. Might as well send out one last message. Through the DPD’s… group chat? Why they had one you had no idea. Jokingly typing out your message but still having a twinge of urgency.

DrXinnieWinnie: Yo so Gavin just locked me in my office with 3 exploded cans of Febreeze, I'm probably suffocating. Please help.

The groupchat is practically dead considering the time. It was 11:02 PM. You got stuck in here.. An hour ago?!!

You sigh and put your phone down. ‘I swear once I get out of here I’m gonna beat his dumbass and lock him in here myself!’ Now that you think about it, didn’t your office have oxygen masks? You search your cabinets to find at least one, to no avail. You feel slightly dizzy. Maybe its the pure Febreeze seeping into your lungs. You sit down and pick up your phone.

2 Notifications

They’re from.. Connor? Isn’t he supposed to be offline right now?

Your vision is a bit messed up from the dizziness. You can only make it out just enough to comprehend what he’s trying to say.

Cnono:r Docotr? Is teh door lcoked? Aer yuo arlihgt?

oCnnro: Dn’ot wrroy I’m on ym ywa! Sti tgiht!

Everything is jumbled up, perhaps the dizziness is getting to you. You try to type out in readable format but you feel lightheaded.

rDiXneiniWnien: aGvin jamemd teh doro suht so ‘im trpaped nad i cnat bretahe

Your message should be readable to him, despite you not being able to see properly.

At this point you’ve accepted your demise and had already given up, so when you were about to surrender yourself to the gas filled room you heard a loud thunk coming from the door.

“…Connor..? is that you?”

“Yes, doctor, I’m here to get you out!” He yells from the other side of the door

He rams his body against the door and successfully breaks it off of its hinges. He rushes towards you, helping you up.

“Thanks.. It felt like I was going to die..”

“How are you feeling, Doctor?” He queries.

“..Lightheaded…” and then you fell to the ground.

“Doctor? Doctor, wake up!!…” Everything around you faded to darkness.

…

You open your eyes, in… the break room?

"Ah! Doctor Xin, you're awake! I thought I would have to take you to the nearest hospital, despite your dislike for them." A familiar android's voice rang out.

"Connor? Is that you?" You ask.

"Yes, it's me. I need to take you home, it's late." He spoke.

"Okay, sure. I'll go home." You said.

"No, no, I said I need to take you home. Lend me your car keys." He pushed.

You sighed and handed him your key ring, filled with your keys and a cute charm attached.

"Thats a good doctor, let's go now." He teased slightly.

As he drove you home you thought about if you hadn't messaged the group chat, you might've been in some serious hot shit. Thankfully, you did. But, why was Connor still online? Wasn't he supposed to be on sleep mode?

"We're here, do you want me to walk you inside?" The devilishly cute android asked.

"No, I can walk by myself." You said as you climbed out of your car, albeit a little wobbly.

You took a few steps towards your front door and tripped. Luckily, Connor was quick to catch you before you hit the ground.

"You need to rely on people more." The android said, concerned.

"That's boring." You pouted, playfully.

"Xin, no."

He walked you the rest of the way into your house and put you to bed.

"Goodnight, doctor."

"Goodnight, Connor."

As he left your house, he started calculating the best way to deal with a certain someone tomorrow.

ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣◇￣)┘

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jae-davis-media · 1 year

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1.24.23 Tuesday

9:23 am

4th day of babies here and asking my angels for a campaign to do a "help-sale"...

The story started as an accidental thing when Uncle Jun accidentally opened our living room door and John went out and went to Neko and boom! That was the story of these babies...

This is a campaign angels for a "Help-Sale" but these 2 are pure breed of Rottweiler of Uncle DD and My Siberian Husky, both came from a good line of ancestors, my husky from russia and both have legal papers registered in PCCI..

This is the update 4th day..

Neko supplement for feeding her babies... I'm also boiling her a fresh malunggay for her milk production.

9:34 am

I'm going to do or share here the list to do or our task Anid and me on Mommy Adnil's house.

As I observed their set-up is really an american way of doing your job.

When you punch in at around 7am... Before you kick your shoes on the shoe rack and get a pair of slippers...

1. Say good morning to Mommy Adnil and make it lively like hello Good Morning Mommy Adnil, I'm here already....

Text LJ and her mother,my boss who is mysterious Ms Enaoj, that hey! I'm here or simply "good morning".

Don't enter the room coz mommy will shout on you! Why? Because you have to change your clothes and your face mask and spray an alcohol before actually entering mommy Adnil's room.

2. When you are actually ready to enter the room of Mommy Adnil coz you already changed your clothes coz to avoid bringing bacteria's or any virus that can possibly pass onto Mommy Adnil. A caregiver must be really be careful coz Mommy Adnil still healing her butt bedsore that we avoid any bacteria's and viruses coming from outside the house.

3. When you enter the room,you will see Mommy Adnil probably watching TV or still sleeping but most of the time she is watching news on channel 7 as early as before 7am ;)

You will get the long stick beside her, she used that for poking the cats, every end of my shift or caregiver shift coz she will be alone there and waiting for Ms Enaoj to come home from her work. But LJ is usually and must be in the house but just in her room but Mommy Adnil has her own tablet. She can message anyone if she needs help when I leave her at night on my end shift...

The long stick transfer it onto other big bed, inside the same room, any caregiver can see that king size bed, I think so... So,get that long stick of mommy Adnil and put it on the next bed... A caregiver can actually use it for mildly poking the cats when they enter Mommy Adnil's room.

Sometimes,she will just keep her tablet beside her or she will ask you to put it as well on the next bed, to start your next routine of getting her vital signs.

4.Next, preparing on her first round of checking her vital signs... Don't forget to diary or put everything on the notebook or diary...

Get the body temperature, oxygen and pulse rate, and blood pressure. Put everything on the notebook.

Next, incline the bed for preparation on giving her teeth or morning gurgle.

After inclining the bed, kindly assist her on her back, slide down her pillow from the head going down to her back, for support on her sitting position to do her morning gurgle.

Let mommy Adnil,hold on your right arm just slightly lift her forward so that you can slide down the pillow from her head going to her back. You can give a count of 1,2,3 and mild forward lift and slide down the pillow from her head down to her back.

5. When Mommy Adnil is already on her sitting position meaning you already incline the bed. Get a small pillow put that beside her arms on the side as support. It can be both sides or one side only near you or she will simply tell you.There are 2 small pillows there.

Get her white bed table and get her basin on her bathroom. On the top of her white bed table put a towel or her table cloth there,you can see on her drawer inside her room.

Go out of the room and get her teeth and a cup of warm water sprinkle a small amount of salt or pinch of salt on the cup that has a warm water for her gurgle. So, you will bring her 2 cups at the same time. But you have to remove the cover where her teeth are placed or Mommy Adnil will shout again on you.

Go back to her room, put that on her bed table and give her face towel and spray her hands an alcohol. Spray a lil or she will shout on you.

After that, wait until she is done putting her teeth. Get the basin return inside her bathroom and put the 2 cups on the first kitchen sink before the actual kitchen sink... The first kitchen sink it is where her cups are put and her medicine box on the left side and on the right side her mineral water and tumblers.

Make sure you wash her tumblers before putting it on near her personal mineral water.

6. Then,tell her you will get her breakfast at around 7:30 to 8am. Sometimes,Mommy Adnil will ask you to check the available food in the kitchen or Ms Enaoj will send you a text on the instructions of food for breakfast,lunch and dinner.

If Ms Enaoj leave or put a fruit on the kitchen table automatically that is the fruit to be served in the morning but sometimes the "stubborn" Mommy Adnil will contradict everything and you must follow if not, she will shout on you!

Get her meds in the morning on the first kitchen sink, just get it on the top of medicine box. It is usually prepared by Ms Enaoj. Serve it together with her breakfast plate.

So, prepare her breakfast always with a fruit on the plate. She loves rice in the morning. When she asked of ketchup just make sure it is just on small amount,even her vinegar or fish sauce. While she is eating, she will tell you, you can also eat Peachy. I will answer yeah! Mommy will make my coffee. I bring my own coffee but if I'm out of coffee and there is available coffee in their kitchen, I can always get a coffee and I'm always texting Ms Enaoj or LJ or telling mommy that I'm gonna get a coffee.

7. Let her do whatever she wants to do....At 9am I actually sweep her floor inside her room coz it is caregiver's responsibility to clean her room and arrange some things inside and check stocks of Mommy Adnil's stuff such as cotton,underpads, betadine, her cleaning solution,gauze, alcohol, diaper,lotion, cream ointment, her personal mineral water,gloves, and most specially her wet wipes

Sometimes, at 9am she is just watching on her tablet or talking to her daughter's about avon and about us her caregiver that I accidentally heard....Or she will do her paper work, she will ask you to get her ledger that you can find on the sofa where it is placed under the pillow and some other blankets and her butt pillow. And give her a pen which you can get at the back table there is a pen case at the back cabinet table,where the diary is placed and you can do your paper work as well and it is where the extra tumbler with full water inside. Always,put an extra tumbler of water on that table.

Sometimes she will pray at 9am or 10am her very sacred moment... Just let her do it...

After that she will open the TV or she is on her tablet, wait for her "command" coz she believed that she is always the "commander in chief".

8. Hmm after 10 or 11 am wait for her command. Either, she will have a full-bath or half-bath.

Of course,cleaning her flower and her butt bedsore. ( Where the struggle begins, most specially if she is having a mountain poops ;) )

9. After her shout hahaha or Mommy Adnil's command either we're done bathing or whatever at 12 noon....

2nd round of checking her vital signs and after that preparing her lunch..

Preparing her lunch and her meds as well...

Mommy Adnil will tell you that you can have your lunch as well... And will have my lunch break in the kitchen, I bring my bag and stuff and will eat there but my ears are on Mommy Adnil if ever she will call me...

After eating my lunch,I always brush my teeth if in case there will be a prince charming, I can kiss him having a fresh breath.

10. At 1 pm

After lunch chill... Cleaned the plates and put it on the plate dish...

Chill and relax... In a lil while after 2 hours I just feed Truffles, Douglas, Blanca, and Kiroro and the 2 puppies. But take note ** This is optional not part of my duty but of course for dogs to love you, feed them ;)

The food of dogs are always available in the main kitchen, it is always prepared by Ms Enaoj. Just chill!!! Just get it on the gas range the cooked rice or porridge with a mixed of dog food as well, it is the entire casserole.

Extra care on dogs but those 4 are sweet,most specially Truffles,the brown dog. They will just bark or for me it is just "talk" when they bark,it is their way of telling me that hey! We want to eat, we are hungry already. I have a dog and bigger than them but still they are dogs who talk or bark. Those 4 will jump coz of excitement seeing me carrying the entire casserole carrying their food. They will jump and bark on the casserole that you are holding... I'm alpha ;) I'm their alpha ;)

11. At 4 pm

Time for mobility massage and blood flow massage on both legs of Mommy Adnil....This must be everyday for the fast healing of her butt bedsore. Just 30 to 45 minutes.....

5 pm

Chill... Killing time, waiting for our last flower wash and butt bedsore cleaning... at 5:30 pm

Talking about her dinner for tonight... Mommy Adnil doesn't want to have rice at dinner... So,just ask her and check the food availability in the kitchen.

12. At 5:15 pm to 5:30 pm

Preparing for final flower wash and butt bedsore cleaning ( The last struggle of your life ;) )

Then in a lil while ask Mommy Adnil what food she wants to have for dinner, like what I said she seldom eat rice at dinner... So, probably bread with bread spread, bread and with pancit canton, bread and milk or tuna pie of Jollibee or Mc Donulds and etecteras...

13. 6 onwards after dinner:

Wash the plates and put it on the dish rack. Prepare Mommy Adnil's 2 cups for her final gurgle, 1 cup must have a warm water and pinch of salt in it , the other is the empty cup where Mommy Adnil will put her teeth, again remove the cover.

Get the basin again and put the 2 cups at the same time...

After putting her teeth in the cup... Get a plastic glove at the back cabinet table, only get for your left hand to hold the teeth and brush it on the first kitchen sink.

After brushing it put the teeth overnight on the cup with water and lil toothpaste, soak it so that it will smells minty the next morning,the technique I got from Anid. And put the cover...

14. Then, before leaving her arranged her bed on the height she wanted. Give her the long stick or put that on her right side,after putting her blanket, all over her feet and tuck it inside her feet pillow. The opening of blanket must be on the left side or going to the window as well as the opening of feet pillow case.

That will be the end of our day, day by day until she can walk again ;)

Sincerely,

Peachy ;) the caregiver ♡♡♡☆☆☆☆♡

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2:56 pm today

2 puppies are stolen or gone now... I hate this village stealers! Or anyone here? Stolen puppies...

I don't trust my family and the people in this village...

2 puppies are gone... I feel bad...

3:19 pm as of today

2 puppies are alive and went under the cage of Neko... Whew!

Uncle Jun found them under the cage of Neko, one inside the tube....

10:10 pm

My left sciatica is really aching now... I feel fat and ugly... I wish to get a bf's who can assist me for the meantime...

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