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[alannahaisling]

IRL stuff.

Holy shiznit. Yes tis I, blowing the 2 years worth of dust off this tumblr. I'll be honest, I just got distracted with a lot of things on the IRL front. So writing as a whole was affected literally as it took a back burner.

The fight with Bedbugs:

We won. Yay. Now I have to put my room back together.

In Cat News: We only have one cat now. I mentioned Trix before, I had to surrender her to the humane society because she had a blockage in her intestines and I'm very certain after this long, my fur baby did not survive the operations involved to extract the whole thing. I still miss her fuzzy sassy calico face.

Jazzy and Ariel, two bonded siblings were fixed, and were doing well during the bed bug fiasco, however I have a PSA to include in this post about cats.

Ariel, met an untimely end in.. a dryer. It was accidental, nobody thought to check said appliance before it was turned on. I actually feel guilty about this, because I should have checked the dryer, Ariel was a very quiet cat, and their mews were so soft, you'd have to strain to hear her. Add that with, I'm used to the dryer sounding a little off balanced do to the heavy dryer loads of jeans, and pants that my father wears. This is by no means trying to justify the event, I'm just telling the truth.

This death happened last year in October.

Hence the PSA: If you are a pet owner, always check your washer and dryer for your pets before you start a load of laundry. I've developed an additional PTSD flashbulb memory because finding Ariel in the dryer , un alived was the most heart wrenching thing, and I pulled away from tumblr entirely after that.

I've been self healing with coloring stuff. Stayed offline for the most part, except playing xiv with my closest and best friend and romantic partner.

Who came up to where I live back in May, we spent a lovely time together, and they gifted me with art supplies, and some squish mallow pokemon babies, a coloring book, new markers, and a new book. We did partake of some booze which was very yummy. Our only regret was that the time spent, was too short.

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Everything in a hand basket.

First of all lets nut shell everything.

I do hope I can remember everything in the right time line.

Covid / sickness bu-ga-lo-2.

This is easily the hardest thing to get over.

Not sure if I mentioned my cat having to be surrendered due to having had swallowed beading fire wire last year. November was just terrible for me. Being sick, cat needing a super expensive surgery, I couldn't afford. I followed the page of the humane society to see if she would pop back up but she hadn't. So the chances were / are pretty high the cat wouldn't survive.

During all of that @forgottensoulreaper

was constantly texting me to make sure I was doing okay, cause I loved that stupid cat, they were my rock through all of it, and they may have spoiled me rotten during my b day which was also on their thanks giving holiday.

Ad by spoiled, I mean, they bought me g-fuel, bought me two video games on steam, and got me a stuffed plush of Fat cat from FF XIV. Fat cat hs quickly become a cherished item, I hug whenever I get depressed or miss my cat.

And now we fast forward over to now.

This will be the ick part of the post.

Mom got cancer, then shingles, not child moved back home.

We were visited by one of mom's friends.

then roughly a month and a half ago, we discovered... bed bugs.

We've been actively fighting, but I'm losing a lot of sleep cause if these angry bites on my arms are any indicator, I'm allergic. So I've been losing a lot of sleep, sweedish death cleaning and de cluttering, and trying to get my room ready for a treatment / spray? Maybe. Granted this would be the fumigators second visit.

Due to my long list of allergies I left the house last sunday, and came home wedensday.

And now I have lost more sleep. The bites came back. And I am sick again. Guy will be back on the 18th.

That's the update.

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So my birthday month

Thus far, has been the universe throwing everything at me all at once, along with emptying the whole shoe closet.

tldr: Had to take cat in to vet, cause cat sick. Cat ate fire wire thread. (That’s a beading thread for those who do not know.) Said wire does not belong to me, I always clean up my crafting stations. It belonged to my moms beading stuff left out on the kitchen table. The surgery would have cost me 2.5k yes that’s in Canada. 

For a cat. 

End result? Surrender cat to humane society shelter, as they are the only ones who can try to save her? Despite the survival chances being incredibly low. I lost a lot of sleep during the whole ordeal, and now I have trauma. Cause the likely hood of getting my cat back if she were to survive is.. not likely. This in and of itself makes me feel like a bad cat mom. I loved that cat to bits. 

Moving on: Mom and cancer. Had dye test done same time frame as when cat got sick. She is considered in remission, but it is not totally gone? It is confusing. If it comes back, they’ll give her more  chemo. Yay. 

Depression train incoming. 

Can I just wake up to good news for once? 

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The Long and Short of it.

After the sickness of x mas, all my blogs sort of went not updated. Things were happening, and things were just chaotic.

The long and short of it, mum has aggressive b cell lymphoma, that’s cancer to those not in the know.. She’s on chemo now, So things have taken on quite the hectic and exhausting turn. Between chores, and trying to just make ends meet, and the ever overwhelming urge to just fade into obscurity I still hold on. 

There are things I want to do, people I want to see (and be with.) 

However, it’s a long winding road, and I have to take time every so often every few days to just rest, sleep. It’s almost narcoleptic if I were to be completely honest. Waking up is a chore too. 

I’ll get through this like I’ve done every other thing.  

It’s just, really, really exhausting. 

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*COUGHS*

Yes, yes, I have been sick since roughly around after x mas, or at new years. It was a gradual thing, with a stuffed up nose. Which I thought was my usual allergies hijinks. Nope. Turned out to be a full on sickness. 

Still out on if It is one of the variants of Covid, but given I am still coughing after this long, and the muscle pain from said coughing is now affecting my usual 24/7 nerve sciatica pain... It could very well be Covid of some type. 

However, Rapid tests are hard to get a hold of, and when you live in an area filled with a *lot* of snow, and in general feel too weak to even shovel the front walk, going to the nearest walk in testing facility is also difficult. 

So that’s the update. If you follow me for my rp posts on either my Homura account, @accidentialsoulreaper or dancing Song, @dancingsong this is why my posts have been lack luster. 

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Court got cancelled.

why?

They are not sure if the person is even going to attend. 

I’m tired of this BS. This isn’t small claims family court here.

This is big boy court.

I apologize for being vague, I cannot actually go into details, but I am so damn frustrated. I am tired , and want these long drawn out power moves to be done with. 

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Stress, stress, Stress, in a dress.

The title is nonsensical at best. 

It’s November. I’m a November Baby, and I have so much to do this month, that I have almost no time to sit down and relax, so I am glad for the few stolen naps I take in a busy day. 

Court looms ever closer. Though my head just pounds as soon as I wake, and my stomach just wants to hurl the moment I look at the same ol’ food I see in this house every day. Would it kill the family to buy grapes?! Or like Dragon Fruit? Or even.. I don’t know, sweet potatoes? Anything but pasta and heavy carb based products? Keep in mind I do buy my own foods, to cover such things, but it’s like maybe once a month since money for me is tight. As it should be. 

Bills come first ya’ll. 

That’s the post. I’m going to do my stretches, and I don’t know. Try to steal some time for myself with self care? Yeah. It’s always important to do self care. That also means taking care of your bodily health. (In this case, getting med prescriptions refilled via phone.) 

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Life in General.

Finally informed the mum about the waterfall leak from the over flow drain in the bathtub.

(Note this was a while ago, possibly near the start of September, I’ve been distracted and not posting my thoughts here.) I have noted that showers do not cause the basement lake to occur. Ironically she has resigned herself to the fact that yes, we are living in a house that requires a LOT of necessary repairs that we as a whole unit of family members cannot fix them. 

I’d list how much that needs to be tackled, but given that there’s black mold in some rooms, probably due to leaks, this side of the side by side house we currently live in probably should be emptied, downsized of clutter, and gutted, and repaired entirely. 

Don’t even get me started on how bonkers the electrical is at the moment.

That said, the Not Small Child started their course load at the University, and placement at their old Elementary school. Yup, they want to be a teacher. So they spend more time studying, and doing paid work via a specialized program, than streaming as much as they used to. They still stream, just not as much. 

I love my Not small child. I will support them whichever path they decide to take. When it comes to their schooling path.  Streaming I also support, they do it for fun. 

Hailing back to the cavity in the molar on my upper left however. 

Aiyiyiyiyiyi!

Haven’t fond anything that kills the pain half as effectively as Advil for dental pain. I’ve changed my entire tooth care patterns too. wake up, pop pill, brush teeth. eat, then brush teeth. changed the tooth paste too.  It just sucks that the local dentists where I live, due to restrictions are closed. I’ve half a mind to crack this bad boy and yank it out myself. O_O; 

Cause then maybe I could sleep like a normal person.

ah well.

Ques’ sera sera. 

[alannahaisling]

Blows dust off the OOC blog.

I’m so sorry about the lack of content on all three of my blogs. Not for lack of trying. I am still writing rp posts, and asks, and doing dash games on the side blogs. I will admit though that after my second vaccination I‘ve been feeling kind of drained. Though I still try to put in some effort when I am able too. 

Though I do admit that my postings here have been lax. 

So lets get a run down of what’s going on.

The parental units went to Regina to visit my sister who has ALS,  During the time they were gone, my 18 year old and I maintained a peaceful agreement that we would take turns making dinner and cleaning up right after and washing and drying dishes. Kitchen was the cleanest we have ever seen. 

When the parental units came back home after their less than a week trip, they  instantly made a mess of the kitchen and left it a mess for three days. -- There’s more context to this, But I would end up having to write an entire book about everything. 

I have also been playing FFXIV quite a lot, because it’s really relaxing, more so when I let a playlist of podcast style You tube vids to play in the background. 

Also been playing a lot of Minecraft, and a few other games on the odd occasion. This includes Genshin Impact. 

Really don’t have much to post about, so I may post more of the OG story that I had posted the first chapter to a few months back. 

Again, you’re all wonderful and great. 

[alannahaisling]

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writing and rp posts.

My time on the 3 blogs have been short lived, writing wise. I’ve been dealing with a lot of out side factors, on top of stream work, and fighting this constantly tired feeling. Rest assured, those of you who are here for my rp blogs, I will make some posts, at some point, Just need to have the energy to take the time to get into the writing zone and into my characters mindscapes.  That said, you are all lovely people. 

That said, I do welcome asks, unprompted in all three blogs (Here, and the two side blogs) to keep content coming, I find them fun to answer.

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A long few weeks.

It’s been a few long weeks. 

Got the first of 2 shots. (May 13th) Yay!

That’s good, only to feel like my body is a run down exhausted mess a few weeks later. Not sure if due to stress, or just, you know, if it’s my body thinking shit! Go through the motions? Not sure. I can only think what second shots going to do to me. 

Honestly I don’t want to think about it. 

I’ve also come to the realization, that while this is my ooc blog, that sees all the rp posts directed at my side blogs, that I should from here on out, put longer posts behind a cut out of respect for the rp mutual folks who follow this one as well. 

Speaking of, if you’re a bleach role player and haven’t yet, @accidentialsoulreaper  is my Bleach side blog for that. and @dancingsong​ is my ffxiv rp blog.

I realize I’ve also neglected posting on this one, but I have been busy, and distracted. 

I’ll try to post more often.

When I feel less, like a pile of sand that just wants to sleep for an unhealthy amount of hours. 

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welcome to the blog.

Yes, this is my ooc blog. I welcome you to read and or comment on posts.  I realize that some of you may have followed me cause I followed back after one of my side blogs were followed. To which I say thank you for following Homura and or Song’s side blogs. :3 

You are wonderful people. 

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Hmm.

Found some old original writings. Wondering if I should continue them...? 

Granted this particular piece has memories of certain people attached to it. Mainly someone who was a great friend, who is no longer in the world of the living, but he did enjoy these writings. I think, I’ll post the first chapter here.

If it’s even remotely good, and people who do read this get invested, let me know?

That said, I’m tossing this into the void for eyes to see. Granted If you are interested I have other chapters, over on my old abandoned deviant art account, that I can grab and bring over too.

Title: The Rabbit Warrior.

Chapter one: The Bonded Soul.

It is probably well known and spoken about by those within the Order, that the Teddy Bears come to life when nobody is around, it is the same with the dolls we so cherish, but have you ever pondered about the other toys? Do they like the Bears and Dolls come to life when you're not there to see? Or do they sit idle and never move unless a human child or adult with the mind of a child moves them about? That is what this tale is about. This Tale is about one toy in particular, Kuma. Kuma was a pink long eared rabbit. With a red bow around his neck. His body was made of soft plush fabrics, and fluff, and beans within his legs and arms. He was a floppy bunny, but oh, he was loved. Loved and cherished, by a very small, short, and tiny little girl. Her hands were so tiny they barely could grasp or hold onto the arm of her beloved Rabbit Kuma, yet Kuma didn't mind. Kuma loved being dragged about, and hugged tightly, he didn't even mind when food stained his soft pink fur. It just meant that it was time for a bath, and a few hours to sit and dry in the sun. Kuma, loved this little girl, with her small round face with the ever changing expressions, curly mop of messy hair, and freckles across her nose. The pair were inseparable, and Kuma often enjoyed every hour spent with the little girl. Sad to say, that his days of happiness were about to end. It started with a cough, then a sniffle, then a very high fever. Hours upon hours, the little girl stayed in bed, with Kuma on the small bedside table, head flopping forward as if he were eternally frowning at her illness. It was in the middle of the night, of that fateful night, the door creaked open, and a small fuzzy hand curled around the edges of the door and slowly pushed it open. Kuma watched as the door opened, and the shadows of two bears loomed into the room aided by the lights in the hall. The two bears walked in quietly, and worked together to pile up blocks and boxes to get up onto the night stand, and then turned to look at Kuma. “I think it's about time you broke your vow of silence, Kuma” The older bear whispered as he leaned against his cane, and pulled off a top hat from his head. “You're the only  one left. There are no more from the Secret Order of the Warrior Rabbits.” Kuma, lifted his head, with all his strength and his coal black eyes shone in the light coming from the little girls window. “I've served my time already, leave me in peace.” Kuma said, as he turned his head now, to look at the very sick, and slumbering girl as her body shook with yet more coughs. “I dare not leave her side.” The younger of the bears, gave a thoughtful nod, and then gave the older bear a pat on his shoulder. “Let me speak to him, Denah.” “If you insist.” Denah said replacing his top hat, and moving off towards the window to look outside at the view, leaving the younger, light brown teddy bear in green vest to speak on the subject again. “I must apologize.” The younger bear said, “Denah is a bit frantic honestly. In his haste he hasn't explained the situation properly.” “Oh?” Kuma said, turning his head as his long ears swished and gave the younger of the bears his attention. “What news, Bear, do you bring?” The Bear nodded his furry head, and  pulled at his little round ears in much distress. “The children, Sir Kuma, are dying. I know we've had our differences in the past, yet this is something we must all address. The other Rabbits of the order from years long past have lost their souls, and are silent like husks! Having lost their children! The bears as well, are suffering loss and grief, as children die younger and younger.” This news gave Kuma reason to think, and to ponder. The little girl who had so loved him, and he loved in return, was gravely ill. Did this mean that she could possibly be dying? He lifted one of his paw like hands and placed it upon the spot where the soul connected to his child's soul rested. There was the small tell tale signs of a stress, a hurt that he had not noticed before because he was so worried about the little girl. “The children are dying?” Kuma Echoed and took a saddened breath. “This would explain the pain in my bonded soul. The girl is dying.” The Younger Teddy bear nodded his head gravely, and then sat next to Kuma, playing one of his own fuzzy paws on the Rabbits arm. “You're the last Rabbit Warrior. We need your help, to find the cause of this sickness that has struck the children, and made them so deathly ill.” “And if my soul is severed? What then?” Kuma demanded, turning his face to look at the Teddy Bear, “Unlike the Bears, we Rabbits don't keep the souls we earn after being named, and loved. Like a love bird we die with our beloved children.” The Bear took note and let the statement stand. “It is a great risk, but only the Warrior Rabbits were ever capable of such quests.” Kuma gave a hard, and very harsh bark of a laugh. “Ha! You Bears are forgetful! I have walked the front lines in the wars that took place under the beds of children for years and years, generation after generation. The only reason why I even live is because I was passed down from mother to daughter over the years, maintaining my name, and given a new lease of being a Rabbit warrior and Guardian to begin with. If it were not for that tradition, I'd be a husk like the others.” “That, is why we need you. You have the experience from the older days long past.” The bear pleaded. “We fear, that this illness.. This sickness, that threatens not only you, but the Dolls and Order of the Bears is caused, by our oldest enemy.” Kuma gave a pause, and lowered his head. “You mean the King of the Dark.” He whispered. “I have crossed blades with him a very long time ago, I cleaved across his right eye, in that battle. I know him well.” He paused and looked to the Bear. “So why do you think it is him?” The bear swallowed. “We overheard the Adult doctors. Rat's. Rat's are the carriers, and they said they hadn't seen this type of illness in several years. They are dumbfounded, as to how it resurfaced.” Kuma gave a nod of his head, and stood. “Well then, Bear.” Kuma said looking over the girl a paw over the secret soul he stored in his chest. “The only rat in this entire Orphanage, is indeed the King of the Dark. I however worry, that even if I slay the King, that it will be for naught. What if the human healers cannot save the remaining children?” The older bear, having returned to the pair, could only say one thing. “We can only hope, that the Illness ends with her, weather she survives or not.” “Indeed, Old Bear.” Kuma muttered as he lowered his head. 'I will know either way, if she or I are in peril.”