Me: I know people are horny for ascended Astarion, and they're valid, but unascended is the "good" ending for his character, ascending just reinforces his flawed worldviews about kindness and power, it backtracks his character development and growth-
Someone: Ascended Astarion can turn into a cute Lil bat
Me: ASCENSION TIME
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Which motherfucker gave me the flu😑
I felt a cough coming yesterday (not surprising. Everyone here is currently coughing up lungs).
Today I can’t stop coughing and breathing isn’t fun.
But that’s fine… and that’s all that was wrong this morning…
This afternoon?
Bitch I wish death upon me and whichever fucker came near me and gave me their disease.
Pounding headache (not dehydration related. But that did remind me to go fill up my bottle, thanks!) and feeling weak and shaky and I keep getting really nauseous.
So like textbook flu really.
Anyway.
I am filled with rage and hate.
Not really though, I’m still full of love and whimsy and am still just a silly little guy.
I will commit atrocities against every single person in existence.
With the exception of Reneé Rapp and the guy on tiktok who’s whole account is dedicated to him peeling garlic.
That’s my whole fyp btw. Just Reneé Rapp being stunning and funny and iconic and funny and beautiful and silly and relatable and beautiful and stunning and omg she can sing so well and make ears so happy omg. And then guy peeling garlic and throwing the naked cloves in a bucket of water and it makes nice *plonk* sound. I also had one about a cat who was on the list to be euthanised because she was aggressive after her kittens died, but she got adopted and they adopted her and a kitten to hopefully soothe her but she still wanted to go outside and find her babies and was getting so stressed about it. But then the family had a baby and suddenly she wasn’t stressed about the kittens she’d lost because she had a massive naked kitten that she claimed and I may or may not have cried then and I may be teared up now. IT WAS SO CUTE. SHE WAS CUDDLING THE BABY AND WAS KEEPING AN EYE ON THE SMALL CHILD WHILE IT WAS PLAYING AND SHE KEPT HEADBUTTING HER (which if I wasn’t talking about a cat would sound kinda fucked up?) AND IT WAS SO CUTE AND SHE FINALLY HAD HER OWN BABY AGAIN AND AHHHH NOW IM CRYING AGAIN.
Okay. I took a second to compose myself. I’m calm. I wanna nap but I’m too uncomfy to nap. And I don’t want to go get medicine because my Nan will start babying me☹️if I just don’t move at all and have the fan pointed at my feet I might be able to nap.
Guys be so proud of me, I bought a water bottle and I be sipping. Water still gross though. But we persevere (I dunno if that’s the right word).
I take a nap now maybe. Nunight. Love you. Kisses and handshakes and hugs and high fives.
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@mcnixie i wrote a second one as a bonus (and apology)
special thanks to @ingo-ingoing-ingone for making me rotate kyurem n emmet in the microwave of my brain and @insane-control-room for figuring out what would be the best dish for the situation
The clicking started much sooner than last time. It started loudly, before the muted sound of human steps could fully reach its hardly functioning ears, and it allowed it to dull its aggression into a general wariness.
Kyurem did not look at him as he approached quietly, slowly, clicking his tongue at steady intervals. He stopped walking when the massive husk shifted and began lowering its body as though getting into a battle stance; instead, much to his surprise, it simply tucked its massive legs a little closer to its torso as it laid down even if still notably tense.
Emmet clicked again, a little louder and much quicker, without moving an inch. He hadn’t expected to be almost welcomed into its like that.
A chilling growl rattled through the chasm, covering the ground before the maw in frost.
Ah. Of course.
The human resumed his slow calming chanting, taking equally slow rhythmic steps forward as he played with the things he was holding onto. Even when he was so terribly, exhilaratingly close to the dragon, it did not in any way turn its head to take him in - a sign which meant it was at ease with him.
He laid out the large bowl as close to the muzzled maw as possible. Taking care to keep clicking his tongue, and to move as slow and silently as possible, he uncorked the thermos and poured part of its contents.
Even with such terribly damaged senses, Kyurem picked up the smell.
Emmet watched it turn blindly towards the ceramic on the cold ground, grunting quietly what should have been a few cautious sniffs; it carefully dipped the icy tip of its muzzle into the warm liquid with a tentative motion and remained perfectly still for what felt like hours.
Then it took a sip that drained half the bowl.
A low rumble reverberated through the cold hollow body.
With a second sip the warm treat was already finished. The man refilled the dish with more broth, and looked as the horrible beast sank its jagged teeth back in it and drank it all in only two laps before diligently awaiting the next serving.
They repeated this curious ritual until the first thermos was completely empty, and then again, until the second one was too, and then Emmet absentmindedly gazed with his cheek pressed against the cold rough skin at Kyurem as it licked and scraped the ceramic for any more warm droplets left in the bowl like any other domesticated well-loved pokémon would have done while whistfully wishing he’d prepared a third one.
This entire situation was...
Awfully surprising.
Who knew the same terrifying, cold, barely capable of feeling beast that had held the region hostage in its own freezing cage happened to apparently have a soft spot for a little too salty vegetable soup.
His warm sigh condensed on the cold scales. No thoughts, no worries plagued him at that moment. A comfortable emptiness enveloped him.
If he could have brought a pot and fire, and grown produce down here... Maybe he would have remained like this, last priest of a long gone Dragon, sacrificing vegetable broth to its shell to appease it. The idea wasn’t necessarily bad. In that moment it was to a new leaf to turn to like any other. A change of pace: stillness instead of constant movement, quiet instead of screaming rails, loneliness instead of passengers stuffed into cars like sardines. Pretty radical for an early midlife crisis but he couldn’t find any complaints about it.
Ah, but it would have grown boring.
Eating the same thing every day.
“Have you ever been to the sea?”
The pokémon growled without any real aggression.
An old memory, maybe. Devoid of color or smell or taste.
Hm.
“I’ll make you seafood soup next time.“
Unless he was imagining things - which he likely was - the grumbled reply seemed to be looking forward to it.
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ok this is a long fucking shot but does anyone out here know anything about. Allergies but rather than having itchy runny-nose symptoms you just feel systemically like shit. Like fatigue, nausea, vague headache, moderate-to-severe excercise intolerance, that sort of thing. But correlated to like, pollen exposure. Or just air quality in general?
The best ballpark diagnosis I have is asthma, but I've never actually had An Asthma Attack so I don't know if that's.... right. And even if it is, I can't really find good research or resources on managing systematic effects of asthma at this like... non-acute, non life-threatening severity.
Sometimes with weird medical shit like this, there's information that exists if only you can find the right keyword to search.... maybe somebody's got something?
Or even just, it'd be nice to hear if anyone elae deals with this and I'm not, like, completely insane*
*for this. other insanity unspecified.
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today might be the day i've been the most uncomfortable and upset at treatment from the trainees, even tho it's not even by far the worst stuff they've said
a man was cutting me off and acting in an accusatory fashion because i was acting tired and "your eyes look droopy". Which, people sometimes question my tired demeanor, but not usually so insultingly and aggressively. And then in the notes after, he said if he was in charge, he would have ordered a urinary test for drugs or medication by the end of the day. Based on meeting me for 15 minutes. And because I was tired at 8:30 in the morning.
Like. Not even close to the most egregious shit someone has said to me in character. But to have him in the debrief be even LESS compassionate and more suspicious of my "abnormalities", even taking into account that I got annoyed at him for asking. Like I'm playing a traumatized person for the scenario. And I, the actor, have many different disabilities related around fatigue. So the fact that he wasn't even listening to me, and couldn't FATHOM any reason why the human being in front of him would be tired and a little slow in the morning.
And then even after explaining that, another woman noted that I had both a coffee cup and a water bottle, and was suspicious as to why I had both, or why I coughed a couple times. And that made me mad enough to log off. I left for lunch after reminding them that the actress in front of them was obviously also a human being with needs, who had been having interviews for almost an hour straight. So I just needed water. Like not everything that someone in CPS does is suspicious!!!!!!
And it's hard, normally I wouldn't log off bc I was mad. But like. I just simply couldn't take it anymore. Like the disrespect of me, the actress, as a person, was so gross. And the inherent suspicion that someone who is tired or speaking slowly or drinking different beverages MUST be hiding something Bad is just. Blech. Usually the interviewers aren't like this but it just felt very ableist and personally dehumanizing
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