#covid is kicking my ass

[lacquerheadd]

hey watch yourselves; you got the prince of the city there.

#i’ll finish this eventually #the batman #batman #dc #covid is kicking my ass #battison #digital art #art #sketch #wip #peter i need 10 bad bitches and all of them need to be emo! #the cure starts playing

[piratekane]

28!

twenty-eight: how long has it been since you've slept?

trigger warning: character death

Beatrice is tired.

She carries a weariness that settles in her body, a bone-deep ache that wakes her most mornings. There are days where it hurts to open her eyes, stings when she breaths. Her hands, once her greatest weapon, seem to be her greatest weakness now. She drops things, can’t quite grasp them between her fingers. Her body tightens as she bends to pick them up, just to lose them again.

She is getting old. And she is tired.

She spends her days in the east wing and her nights in the west. She likes to track the path of the sun, seeing each day pass in a slow progression as it climbs higher and higher in the sky until finally, like her, it sinks back down into the horizon to fight for another day. She hurts more on the sun-less days when the clouds push at the windows, threatening to break them. But then the sun comes up again, she walks from the east to the west, and she says a prayer for another day.

At night, she dreams. Always the same one, always the same place. She’s back in that small apartment, stretched out on a lumpy mattress with her toes nearly hanging off the end. A blanket is pulled over her head and the air is hot and there’s hair sticking to her cheeks, but she is smiling and Ava-

Ava is always there. Ava is always smiling back at her.

Beatrice is old. And she is yearning.

“Bea,” a voice whispers.

Ava is here. Ava is smiling at her.

A hand curls around hers, strong fingers dancing over the peaks and valleys. Beatrice follows it for a moment, lost in the feeling, before she remembers Ava is the one the fingers lead to. She inhales, lungs aching at the pressure.

“Ava.”

Ava’s smile widens. “I always liked the way you said my name. Have I ever told you that?”

No, but she knew.

Ava walks her fingers over the thin skin of Beatrice’s wrist. “You grew up,” she says casually. “But I always thought older women were hot, you know?” She grins, all teeth. “Not that you were ever not hot. With and without the whole nun get-up. You were a… wait, I remember hearing this once…” Her forehead wrinkles as she thinks. “A smoke show?”

Beatrice laughs. “I don’t know.”

Ava shrugs, uncaring, but her voice quiets. “It’s been a while.”

“I grew up.”

Then Ava’s smile is just as quiet. “I tried, you know. I- I fought, every day. To come back to you. You know that, right?”

Beatrice drops her weathered hand over Ava’s. “I know you did.” She shifts in her seat, the soft back of the armchair she’s picked today easing the ache. “I know you would have if you could have.”

“I guess it’s the next for us, yeah?” Ava let’s go of her hand, settles for leaving her fingers curled in the soft sweater Beatrice chose today. “I just kind of hoped it was this one.”

There’s a million things she wants to say. It was this one for her. And it’ll be the next for both of them. But her thoughts get tangled, the words knot in her mouth, and a yawn escapes, unbidden.

Beatrice is old. And she is tired.

Ava’s eyes watch her curiously. “How long has it been since you’ve slept?” She strokes a hand down over the curve of Beatrice’s cheek. “You’re never good at taking care of yourself.”

Beatrice tries to remember, but she can’t. Maybe the last time she rested was years ago, tucked into the Swiss Alps and Ava’s side. Maybe it’s been that long, the peace in those moments never following her through the days and months and years since Ava. But Ava looks at her as if she knows.

“Come on.” Ava’s eyes, honeyed in sunlight, sparkle. “For old times sake?”

Ava doesn’t have to ask; Beatrice will say yes to anything, if it means Ava will stay close. It takes effort, bones creaking, but she manages to shuffle to the side, create a bit of space for Ava to slide in next to her, fitting their bodies together as if they were never apart.

She sighs, the tiredness ebbing away as a contentedness takes its place.

“Sleep, Bea.” A hand strokes into her hair, scratches lightly at her scalp. “And in the morning, we’ll be in the next.”

Beatrice, alone in her chair, closes her eyes for the last time.

#warrior nun #avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #WARNING: THIS IS NOT THE HAPPIEST OF PLACES #i'm sorry but i am miserable and i am yearning #covid is kicking my ass #which is already a tag i had #oh joy #and my other fic won't cooperate with me so here's all that's left of me #i'm sorry i am i need fluids

[baronessblixen]

Me realizing I wrote "alarm clocks" in my fic when I meant "alarm bells" 30 minutes after posting it.

I'd be ashamed but a) it's funny, and b) I'm too sick to care.

#personal #this is why you're supposed to rest when sick #covid is kicking my ass #i promise i will pay more attention to what I'm writing tomorrow #please remember i'm not a native speaker #and sometimes i'm plain dumb

[lunarsilly]

Sexuality & genders (TSBS characters I know from memory as a lunar fictive :3)

Only doing this because I’m bored & I want to share my source memories

If you say chronically online I will giggle at you because you’re wrong :3

Monty: transfem genderfluid bisexual

Moon: intersex transfemmasc aroace gay

Sun: intersex gay

Lunar: intersex transfem gay

Eclipse: cishet. homophobic cishet.

BloodMoon: transmasc omni

KillCode: intersex hetero

Creator: closeted bisexual with internalized homophobia

Freddy: cis bisexual

Circus baby: cis bisexual (fem lean)

Roxanne: transfem lesbian

Helpy: trans male & bisexual :3

#i made this because I’m bored #covid is kicking my ass #sun and moon show #tsams #the sun and moon show #tsams monty #tsams moon #fnaf monty #sams lunar #eclipse and lunar show #TSAMS Eclipse #lunar eclipse

[the-gayest-sky-kid]

too tired & sick to post uhm imagine the Character. bye

#covid is Kicking My Ass

[melatonindepicts]

So like, covid go brr... and artblock smacked me. So have these half ass'd things.

Killer Sans by Rahafwabs

Nightmare by Jokublog

Horror by Sour-Apple-Studios

Originals under cut

#nightmare sans #killer sans #my cover #horror sans #bad sanses #god help me #covid is kicking my ass

[doorstoplord]

Unforeseen circumstances have made things really tight. I have three sketch commissions available now, message me if you’re interested. Might open more slots if there’s enough interest but I’m juggling a lot of stuff right now. Any help is appreciated! Thank you!

#commission #commissions #leeleeart #covid is kicking my ass

[purinclover]

atsv save me

#hear her laughter #♡ yume #♡ spider's bite #covid is kicking my ass

[bannaya]

got sick on the first day of tmnttober I think that's a sign for me to not do it

(ignoring the fact that I'm an extremely slow artist that takes a week to finish a drawing)

#COVID IS KICKING MY ASS #artist struggles #tmnt

[hydrangeawater]

I miss you guys , I might go live today ☀️ 🥰🥸

#covid is kicking my ass #but I’m kicking it’s ass too 🥊 #happy Rihanna performance day 🎤

[possum-apologist]

misery

#covid is kicking my ass #i feel like my symptoms are mild enough #like i don't have a fever at least #but my whole body hurts like i was dropped from a Height #and im so so tired #i feel like i have a very small amount of time to get better before Christmas #if I'm still sick i won't get to see my family #fucking worst time to get such #sick #also just a fun way 2022 continues to kick my ass #had to get one more in before the new year

[syauska]

You awaken, not tired, not rested, but a secret third thing

#covid is kicking my ass #personal stuff #the sleeby #what is this mystery emotion

[anothergoodtime]

I’m on my death bed.

#covid is kicking my ass #personal

[smokedoutlokedout]

#aesthetic #excuse my shaky ass hand #covid is kicking my ass

[freddie-mercurys]

I’ve slept for like 14 hours straight but feel like I wanna go back to bed

#to be fair I kept waking up with massive chills as soon as the tylenol wore off #covid is kicking my ass

[mushiewrites]

if you guys wanna send in some prompts, feel free. I am super sick but I also don’t have a lot to do, so when I feel up to it I would love to do lil prompts 🥺 (or if you want my hc’s / want to send me your hc’s, that’s also fine!)

I’m also gonna make a masterlist today, but for now I guess I’ll just say let’s keep it to dtqk, punz + foolish? This might change and I might add more people, but I’ll play it safe for now and just say those lil cuties.

#covid is kicking my ass #distract me maybe #mcyt tickle