#me recovering from covid rn

[kayleerowena]

🏚️ haunted house commissions are back! 🏚️

is your house (or apartment, or rv, or a house you really like from down the street, or a house from a story) haunted? do you wish it was? for a small fee, i'll put ghosts in it for you!

i'm trying out a google form for commissions this time around rather than a first-come-first-serve model. this form will be open for a limited time. probably till around the end of may. i'll have a handful of commission slots to begin with, and i'll pull from the form response pool once more slots start opening up.

want a haunted house? fill out the form here! (reblogs are super appreciated to spread the word! 🫀)

#commissions #art commissions #haunted house #haunted houses #spatial horror #horror #horror art #horror illustration #excited to do some more of these!!!! #i'm recovering from a (very mild dont worry) case of covid rn so please don't expect super quick responses #but i didn't want to wait any longer to open the form up bc i wanna see what kinda houses y'all have in store for me this time! #i'm also super open to doing fictional houses from media i'm familiar with - in particular i would LOVE to do an illustration of > #> the cabin from yellowjackets / the martin house from mabelpod / the church from disco elysium #so if anyone wants any of those especially go fill out the form and let me know!! #i wanna do more weird and experimental houses this go-round. time to get funky with the hauntings!!!

[pokemonruby]

we quite literally got the good ending

#i'm still recovering from covid this is too much for me rn y'all. MY AUTISM. #riley rambles

[flingza-roller]

oh btw i finally caught covid and feel like this rn

#my art #agent 3 #it very suddenly hit me at work yesterday and i nearly fainted #fucking. was in so much muscle pain and got so nauseous i vomited :/ #todays been better but my cough got worse. sigh #that last drawing i posted was actually drawn before i got covid lmao #oh yeah and i had only JUST recovered from my last virus/flu thing #fucking dying rn

[pepprs]

life would be so much better if i wasn’t so absolutely fucking depleted and exhausted all the time lol

#or afraid of getting covid #purrs #like life is passing me by i think. i am very small and i have nothing to say. i cannot sustain all the ways im being stretched. i am #not capable of deep thoughts or lifechanging insights or rocking chair conversations or warm eyes. i will not be getting my learners permit #when i said i would because im just too fucking tired. i will proceed to spend the week sleeping until 1pm and playing video games all day a #and barely moving at all and letting life live me instead of living it myself. i just do not have any energy at all ever. i don’t even have #spoons at this point i have like.. metal scraps. CONSTANTLY. the mortifying ordeal of knowing i am wasting my life and not living to the #fullest or making a meaningful contribution to the world or creating magic and love and change in relationships with other people and the mo #mortifying ordeal of no longer having the bandwith / strength / wherewithal to care much less do anything about it 😍😍😍 #like omg. i have never gotten covid and god fucking willing i never will but the psychological damage this pandemic has had on meeeeee. the #fact that we haven’t taken like a solid week as a society to process it all. the fact that i am socially mentally emotionally stunted in #ways i will never recover from no matter how hard i try. gotta love it 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 #delete later #<- it’s not just bc of covid obviously bc everything at home and at work is in massive transition and i do not do well w instability. i #would like at least one area of my life to be stable please. i don’t think that’s such a big as #*ask lol #im just depressed bc im tired and this week has been insane and my dyshydr*sis is flaring up HORRIBLY rn but also the overwhelming excruciat #excruciating awareness that i am a nothing girl living a nothing life and i did that to myself as a survival mechanism except survijlving = #scraping myself along the ground in every fathomable area of my life. awesome

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

#cw vent #:( #my uni application got denied #I have to take more exams bc I don’t have the stuff to get in :( #all bc of covid and moving preventing me from finishing the last of my exams :( #and the year I took to recover from moving has proved I have not got the brain to do what I used to be able to :( #not to mention this exam they need me to do is incredibly irrelevant to what I wanna take and also a completely different system to what #I would’ve done and had #not in the best of moods rn I’m afraid- #guess it’s back to doing what I’ve always done: teaching myself everything that is necessary to get by bc I’m not gonna get it from others🫡 #/lh

[abstractlesbian]

Found out my field placement ends at 3pm on Fridays 🥰

Week 1 done, wasn't really assigned work until Wednesday so first few days were slow and then last 3 days were stressful

But I think I'm getting the hang of things!!

#im doing archive work and information management which isnt exactly what i wanted to do but still a fun challenge #very jealous of classmate doing cataloguing work at a jewish library that seems like a dream placement to me #might push to get a cataloguing placement next semester but i think this one ended up being perfect for this semester #remote work is a blessing while im recovering from covid. would not want to take the bus 2h a day rn

[corvidaedream]

im so sleepy its not even funny, I got used to having almost zero interaction w the public at work for two weeks and now im about to fall asleep before my last tour bc its draining

#messages from the ouija board #sadies day job #i love this job but its a lot more work than the manual labor ive been doing #im glad i have to wear a mask rn bc its within 5 days of my recovering from covid #so no one sees me yawning the whole tour #maybe working 6 days a week is also a mistake #and i havent been getting 7 hours of sleep most nights lately

[faintlyminty]

scrolling tumblr with dried blood on my thumb from a bloody nose bc i can't get up off my bed from period cramps (:

#my friend gave me tea that helps them with cramps but i forgot to bring it with me on this trip :| #plus i'm recovering from covid so my insides are just spoiled soup rn #there's a metaphor in there somewhere

[scienceandshitpostsdaily]

Lol I am so unbelievably sad recently and I’m really just trying to keep moving forward without breaking down every single day and is getting harder to accomplish that every single second. Can I please just have a break.

#text #me #I’m just tired #sad post #literally everything is making me sad rn #I need to dump him and kick him out but I have no money #school is almost over #I need to find a job #I’m schooling full time which has had great structor for me but holy fuck I’ve been going nonstop since April 4th #oh and I’m recovering from covid

[theemporium]

💰 charlos finding out that their sugar baby is sick and pampering her with the best items they can find, constantly sending medicine, etc.

totally not inspired by me having COVID rn

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

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You were stupid for thinking the maid would take the puppy dog eyes in full stride and not report back to your boyfriends.

The boys had been away for a double race weekend when you found yourself coming down with something. It hit you far harder than you expected and after a whole week of trying to push through it, you found yourself in bed with snotty tissues and a cough that made your chest feel like it was caving in. 

It was rough. And it sucked to go through alone, but you didn’t want your boys to feel bad. You had managed to avoid long calls or facetime attempts fairly well since it was the last week before they flew back. But what you failed to realise was that the maid who the boys hired to come by and clean the apartment a few days a week would snitch you out to her bosses. 

The messages you received from Charles and Carlos were a mix of concern for your condition and disappointment for you hiding your condition from them. You apologised and told them you couldn’t wait to see them when you were better (which only upset them further when you insisted that they weren’t allowed to see you at risk they would get sick). 

The race on Sunday had been at a fairly decent time, but the flu had knocked you out before a third of the race had even passed. 

You woke up hours later when the sun was no longer in the sky and the snotty tissues on the bed had been replaced with bags and boxes. Multiple bags and boxes that had designer labels on them no matter where you looked. 

Your brows furrowed together in confusion. 

“Ah, mon amour, you’re awake,” a voice sounded to the side of you, and you had little time to react before Charles was placing a kiss on your forehead before cupping your face in his hands. “Hm, your temperature seems to be getting better.”

“Charles?” You mumbled, blinking a few times before everything seemed to click together. “Oh my god—”

You had completely missed the race. Not only that, you had been asleep so long that the boys were able to fly home and apparently turn your bedroom into the next designer outlet.

“You need to leave,” you breathed out before you began to shake your head. “I’m going to get you and Carlos sick—”

Charles frowned as he reached for you. “Baby—”

“—and then you won’t be able to race and…oh my god,” you shuffled away from the boy, looking around the bed in confusion. “What—”

“You must think so little of us if you think we are going to leave you when you’re sick,” a second voice spoke up and your head snapped around to find Carlos standing in the doorway, a tray of food in his hands.

“Carlos—” You started but he quickly interrupted. 

“You’re ours, amor,” Carlos stated simply. “You’re ours to care for and spoil and look after. And that’s exactly what we will do.”

“But your races,” you argued weakly, sniffling a little but you didn’t fight it this time when Charles reached for you and pulled you against his chest.

“We’ll be fine for our races,” Charles reassured you before pressing another quick kiss against your cheek. “Now let us take care of our girl.”

You sighed and both boys grinned triumphantly. 

“The gifts are over the top though,” you told them with a shake of your head. “You need to return them.”

Carlos scoffed. “I think the fever is making you delusional, mi amor. Now eat up, you need the energy to recover.”

“Carlos—” You started but Charles shushed you with another kiss.

“We lost the receipts,” he lied badly before grinning. “And personally I think the little red set would make you feel much better—”

“Maybe when I’m not coughing up a lung,” you snorted. 

“I can be patient,” Charles retorted with a grin.

Carlos snorted. “Sure, amor, sure.”

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[alexanderlightweight]

Hey, hoping you and your loved ones are doing well and that you are regaining your strength and health. Just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you. This is me sending virtual hugs :)

Thank you!!!!

Anon this made me feel so much better about things recently I really appreciate you!

Also just; you and everyone on tumblr hs been so amazing and nice and understanding. I appreciate all of you, my ao3 has been getting a lot of commands about updates and I’m just… I want to update too! I write every day in my head. Im just typically wiped out after but I’ve stabilized enough in PT that we don’t have to do it as often. So i won’t be a turtle rolled on its back when I got home from it as much.

I got a lot sick due to being around a group of traveling, germ collecting niblings a few months ago. Since i hadn’t recovered from Covid (kept getting small illnesses). What followed was me finally getting into a few appointments I’d been waitlisted for months on. So I’ve been doing some hard core physical therapy and some other stuff to try and get my health back up.

@queensaryn aka Saeth’s fibro got fucked up with Covid and they’ve barely managed to leave the house twice a month (even just to sit in the car while I get groceries) but they’re also improving albeit slowly. We have to be careful with their goals and limits. Basically they have to be treated like an overripe peach or a plum blossom, or baby strawberries.

Very delicate.

The rest of the house recovered faster but they still have some long Covid symptoms like us and it’s been hard for everyone. Months past and sometimes one of us will still get taken by surprise when the lingering affects hit us.

But we’re getting better! Sorry if that seemed pessimistic, it’s been exhausting, but I’m definitely finally getting stronger. It does seem like every time I make two steps forward we find something else wrong and I go 1-3 steps back but after three years of fighting I’m getting help for some old injuries and damage.

Just last night I was plotting out a scene in ‘a craft of adoration’ that I can’t wait to actually type out. So thank you again for the encouragement, it makes me want to push through because I really love writing. And it’s a lot more encouraging then some very backhanded compliments and demands for updates on ao3.

Which tbf, they probs don’t know I’m sick and have been struggling but I’m already fighting so hard to get better that it gets discouraging. So thank you for lifting my spirits!

And thank you to everyone else who has sent me and the House well wishes if they happen to see this. My inbox is a little bursting rn with prompts so I tend to get distracted very easily when I try to look through it.

Sending virtual hugs back and lots of Nightshade cuddles!

I will say that the Abyss and Nightshade have both been incredibly cuddly since I got sick. Nightshade throws a tantrum if anyone in the House so much as sneezes. He is horrified by the thought of any one getting sick again

💜 lumine

#lumine talks to ppl #lumine answers asks

[pepprs]

february was genuinely the most insane month. like this month has been nightmarish and so was like september and december. but i hope to god nothing like february ever happens again

#i literally texted the cr*sis h*tline like 6 times in the span of 3 weeks 😭 girl help #purrs #moving back to campus -> going batshit insane over covid restricting my access to my love language of physical touch (CRINGE!) -> finding o #out abt The Job not being the way i thought it would and the parameters being different -> last session w my counselor litwraly less than an #hour after that -> less than 24 hrs after THAT work drama springing up that ended up ruining the entire semester -> depressive spiral that #had me on the verge of quitting my entire career and exploding -> barely recovering from that only for ***** to get severely ill -> going #insane over * not being able to * * -> telling * that * * * * * ?!?!??!!!?! GODDDD CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE -> panic over n*clear w*r. like it I #is a fucking miracle i am still standing aftsr all of that bc it was sooooo so so so bad. lol #it’s even painful to journal abt it which has me wondering if i should even bother journaling abt the most supremely horrible times of my #life anymore bc they are so painful to relive lol. but like god. i am in a lot of pain rn but im so glad it’s not like that. that was bad #oh also that day when i spent the entire day paranoid bc i thought i was being stalked bc my phone kept alerting me that there were AirPods #near me and then less than 24 hrs later i started panicking so bad abt n*clead w*r that i couldn’t function. awesome. i am normal

[cultofsappho]

ok I don't normally post this kind of thing about my own writing, but I'm so emotional rn about how much attention The Domestication Of Household Spiders is getting lately

idk what happened but like a week ago there was a huge surge of popularity over Spider-man!Alex AUs and people have been recommending my fic. In the last week-ish, it's gotten more kudos and comments than the last two or three months combined. it just hit 400 public bookmarks and 150 comments, I've never got this much on any fic before and I'm speechless

This couldn't have come at a better time, and all these comments are finally making me smile. I've been sick with covid, then recovering and going back to a nightmare at work, and a bunch of other messes in my personal life at the same time. And then, all this love starts pouring in from the internet when I really needed it ❤️

I desperately want to write more in this AU, but I just don't know if finishing anything is in the cards right now, with everything else going on :(

Thank you so much if you read my fic, or left a kudos or comment, and thank you so much if you recommended it recently. seriously, this helped me so much and I'm so grateful for the love ❤️ I swear I'll reply to comments soon lol ❤️

#rwrb #writing #my fic #spiderman au #red white and royal blue #ALSO im on my period so im super emotional but when i was cramping so bad the other day i got to read all the new comments 🥰

[pesterquestrewritten]

Sorry if this is an inappropriate question to ask, but why do you want to rewrite pesterquest? Was there anything wrong with its original version, or are you just doing this for fun?

brain is a Lil Loopy rn so please excuse if this answer is semi incoherent - recovering from ankle surgery rn.

im gonna try to not harp on the original pesterquest as a project/talk about my percieved issues with it. from what I understand about the work environment where it was developed, it was hell -- poor communication, tiny budgets, little overall direction. plus every artist/writer involved was likely busy with other things at the same time (for example finishing the development of Hiveswap Act 2). they had so much going against them, and... it sorts shows in the final work, which isn't their fault. the original PQ team was passionate and cared and like. the absolutely last thing i want to do is disrespect them.

(generally also stating for the record that calling the original PQ "trash" or "replaced" is like. not good vibes. please don't do this if you're trying to enjoy PQR -- the last thing the original postcanon team needs is more harassment.)

anyway.

pqr is fanfiction, fundamentally.

i started making pqr because in september i was sick with covid, i wanted to learn renpy, and i wanted to study homestuck more. i wanted to figure out what made PQ tick, literally, figuratively, all of the above.

plus i really wanted to write a different story arc for mspar.

i also really love the side characters in Homestuck, and wish they all got more time to shine. the pqr prologue including a set of Spades Slick sprites just for a brief encounter i think helps establish what i want to do with the like. raw potential of the premise of a Homestuck visual novel.

damara is the other big thing -- i've wanted to make a story with her in it work for ages. (if anyone remembers the old MEGIDO hades mod, that was my first big public attempt. she was gonna be the protagonist, breaking out of scratch's mansion. turns out coding in renpy is WAY easier LMAO)

like. the plan wasn't even initially to have the prologue be a full damara route? i just let the writing take me where it wanted to take me. it's been deeply fun and cathartic.

the prologue's "bad end" has some incredibly intimate themes of like. inevitability, and worrying you've let everyone you love down, and i showed it to a college friend who i hadn't spoken to for ages and she set a screenshot from it as her background.

like. to me. that's pqr. that's why i make it.

pqr is the laundry room ending of rose's route, a deeply personal look into my own fears and anxieties as an author reflected back through this girl's circumstances. pqr is also the retcon ending of rose's route, a wildly stupid and indulgent romp through my own past fanfiction for a silly gag that people seemed to really love.

pqr is about dave and myself looking for a place to stay simultaneously -- pqr is about jade leaving prospit, and how i was adding to that part of the game in real-time as i dropped out of college, changing both of our destinies to something unexpected but hopefully better, at the same time.

pqr is also a silly extended sleepover scene. it's just fun to see them interact.

pqr is an excuse to turn over corners of homestuck and see if we can't peek behind them. what was it like for roxy, to think she lost joey and then find rose's meteor barely a year later? of course she'd think it's impossible for her to succeed as a mother. pqr is about finding empathy for yourself for your own mistakes, reflected back at you through homestuck characters.

because really, isn't that what we're all here for?

pqr is me coming back to my last long-abandoned attempt at an act 5 rewrite. pqr is an excuse to watch my girlfriend grow in confidence and style as she makes all the endcards and incidental art (except for joey route pt 2, but THAT was an excuse to work with a NEW friend!!!!!!!)

pqr is a friendship simulator that i am winning by having an incredibly supportive and collaborative group of friends in the dev thread who are cheering me on with every segment of text i post, friends who will hop in vc to check out the newest segment. friends like @dare0451 who literally yesterday rendered out some new audio to upgrade the June route to be even more fucking amazing and terrifying than it already was, AND DARE HASN'T EVEN PLAYED IT????? IT'S LITERALLY JUST. IT'S FRIENDSHIP MAN. PQR IS FRIENDSHIP

what the hell was this question again.

oh right.

yeah it's been fun basically. that's why i do it lol

#pesterquest rewritten #pqr #homestuck #fansim #hom3stuck #asksbox