Found this old screenshot I took, and enhanced it a bit. It's from the 2020 movie, Siberia.
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new week!! my cats are doing good <3 the vet said to keep an eye on my male cat, to track his progress. no pretty decorations on this weeks update either because i feel sick </3 oh and i'm writing this on my phone so the formatting is a bit ugly and spacey 😭
what happened this week? aaaah...
>i visited the vet and he checked both of my cats. lucy is doing good! he said that her wound is healing up just fine and that the swelling is gone. when he checked harry he said he seems to be fine now, and that he can't tell right away what caused his seizure. since in rare seizures can happen once (and then never again) he said he won't do any further testings just yet. but should it happen again, i'll have to give him his emergency meds and take him to his clinic right away. from then on he will initiate testings and i will have to monitor harry's further progress
>i've been feeling really dizzy since yesterday 🥹 someone i knew has once told me that whatever i'm dealing with sounds like POTS. i didn't know what it was to that time, and i don't think i will ask my doctor to look into it for a diagnosis.. but knowing the possible cause for my dizziness, racing heart and feelings of faintness is still a comforting thought. at least i know that it's not necessarily my fault. before that i always felt really frustrated and upset whenever i had a flare up. now i try to be more patient with myself, eat something salty and hope i'll feel better. the only reasons why it's still hard sometimes are either lack of options to rest in public or my very own parents who think i'm being lazy 🥹 they always blame flare ups on anything but you know... a possible disability which, in comparison, is pesky at best 😭 i'm fine most of the time, i just need to rest on some days more than on others.
edit: okay so, i'm not sure if this is funny but i am allowed to laugh because it happened to me. yesterday i felt really dizzy and faint in general. but for some reason i kept forgetting 💀 so everytime i sat or laid down and then got up for whatever reason my body would move but my soul would remain seated �� i was close to fainting once AHAHA i'm okay though. i laughed about it yesterday too after the... 3rd time maybe. i heard a cat meowing outside so i jumped up, ready to protect my cat in a fight AHAHAH but my body said 'no <3 hihihihi'
and... that's it. other than that i stayed at home and looked after my cats. i was too worried to do anything else. my previous plans were to accompany my friend to something she was anxious to do alone, and go to a book flea market with my friends. i couldn't go.. but next time for sure! they sent me their book hauls though, so i didn't miss out on anything, haha.
i would like to think that my image descriptions are getting better 🥹 doing my very best haha. im holding myself back from going on rambles and adding extra information; like the fact that we grow vegetables and fruit in our garden or that there's a small spring and a house.
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WIP Teaser: Untitled Wylan whump
I couldn't resist jumping into the deep end for this fandom, so here's an excerpt of the Wylan whump (with Wesper hurt/comfort endgame ofc ofc) I'm working on at the moment. The OC villain of this fic is a heartrender turned serial killer with a penchant for turning Barrel rats into living marionettes; that is, until a certain Jan Van Eck offers her patronage and points to Wylan as the ideal next muse for her work.
CW (for below): Non-graphic torture, brief asphyxiation, child abuse
“You are not ready for performance, mein kleiner puppenjunge.”
She crossed two fingers, curled the rest, and took a step forward.
Wylan’s hands flew to his throat as he whirled around to face her, then slumped back against the door—the door marked STAGE in faded white. Black edged around his vision. Curtains closing—
“Soon,” the woman crooned above him. “Soon, you shine…”
Like the lamps hung low from the ceiling on sturdy chains, their flames as bright as daylight, reflecting off the scalpels. This was a dream he had often, recurring through his childhood. He was laid flat on a table, stretched out like a frog with the white coats stood around him. His father, in the corner, was begging them to fix him.
And they tried, with their scalpels, carving word after word into his naked flesh. He tried to scream, but they stuffed paper in his mouth, deep down his throat—tearing page after page from endless books—
He couldn’t breathe.
If you're interested in reading the fic when it drops, you can keep an eye out for it here on Tumblr or via my AO3. This is my first attempt at writing for SAB, so it's a bit slow going as I feel out the characters, but I'm really excited for it! (I was up until 3 AM writing this last night lol) <3
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1, 2, 3, 10 reading asks
book i absolutely hate?
i put down books i can see i won't like pretty quickly so i don't really have a rant locked and loaded for this one. i can go on and on about whole genres as a whole though because i can tell they're just not worth the paper they're printed on. the shelves and shelves of mediocre fifth-grade level fiction being marketed to grown ass adults. everything by joel osteen. [vomits] romance novels
book that first got me interested in reading?
i've been reading ever since i can remember but the first 'real' book i can recall reading is the count of monte cristo by alexandre dumas, truly fantastic classic (i'm currently in a reread with the improvised book club right now actually!)
i was also a redwall kid growing up of course, and also enjoyed the deptford histories by robin jarvis and gregor the overlander by suzanne collins. lots of anthropomorphic animals killing eachother in gruesome ways for some reason. i will forever be smug about reading suzanne collins before the hunger games got big though and tbh gregor was much better
did i actually read all the books required in school/did i start out that way?
i was homeschooled so required reading was mostly public library summer reading programs, but yeah i've mostly always been like that. they couldn't stop me really
tell you about my top (any number i want) favorite books?
opening a can of worms here, don't say i didn't warn you. it's no secret i'm a sci-fi guy so top of my list is always blindsight and echopraxia by peter watts. that shit changed me for real. wyrms by orson scott card is another one that, though fiction, contains a lot of very interesting thoughts. (standard 'card is a weird dude' disclaimer here.) i recently read jorge luis borges' short fiction, some very well done and intriguing concepts there. philip k. dick is a long time favorite of mine, the martian time-slip is particularly good as well as his dozens of short stories. and finally i will not shut up about gödel escher bach, i'm still wading through it but it's fantastically written, a lot of fun to read and i can already tell it's going to leave a mark
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