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heeeey!! i had surgery in February and i'm doing much better than i was. confirmed and officially diagnosed with endometriosis. me and mine are moving states in the next two months. i don't know when i'll be writing again, but i do think about everyone

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life update, cw for uhhh chronic health concerns. it's a lot, so tl;dr i am going to be continuing my hiatus.

heeeey, so, currently at a painful little waiting period wherein i might have developed endometriosis. but i probably won't know for another several months, if at all, because... United States healthcare system and wait times.

in July when Donnie was nearing his end i developed a bladder issue (potentially Bladder Pain Syndrome) that remained on and off until late September. now i'm in near pain constantly with overall worsened symptoms. pain used to be just centered around my bladder, but it's spread to my hips and lower back. already had a CT scan to check for kidney stone (negative).

i hit dead-on with all the symptoms for BPS, which on its own is a chronic condition where the bladder lining inflames sometimes and makes the bladder size smaller, causing pain and discomfort.

... but endometriosis can also cause BPS, and i've always had horrendous periods off of birth control. suffice to say with my symptoms now worsening instead of fluctuating, i'm very worried.

thank you for any thoughts sent my way, i miss writing with you all. i hope i can come back with good news later

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friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you

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a personal update. thank you everyone for your patience, it's been a month now and i'm still struggling with Donnie being gone. there's shadows of him everywhere.

if i can wedge out some time i think i might write tomorrow, but we'll see; i've my affiliate anniversary on twitch to plan as well. ( twitch really takes up most of my time these days. i've been working on a massive channel redesign i want to finish up by january too! )

best regards, y'all

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hey everyone, we're saying goodbye to my wonderful boy Donphan in the next few days; his FIV has progressed rapidly in the last month, and i've spent much of my time taking care of him. all that said, i don't know when i'll return to write, but i appreciate all of you. thank you for any well wishes and love you send our way.

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PICREW

one of the most obnoxious people you've ever met, fr fr small headcanon: Mae @jfouler made that necklace for Summer, and he never takes it off

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WHAT LOW ACTIVITY & SLOW REPLY MEANS:

it means i want to be here, i really do 

it means that i have, whether i like it or not, more important things to do than roleplay at the moment

it means that replies are going to sit for a moment

WHAT IT DOESN’T MEAN:

that i care any less

that i don’t want to talk / plot with you

that you aren’t allowed to IM me or ask for my disco

Sometimes Tumblr has to take a back burner, and that’s fine! Roleplay will still be here when we get back. So take that day to yourself. Don’t worry about drafts. Don’t worry about how “slow” you are being. Everything is okay!

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Practice lets Benjamin keep his posture loose and untroubled, but the situation could really make one sweat under the collar. He keeps a purposeful pace ahead and greets a few employees here and there with the air of the office clown. Knowing all their names kept anyone from questioning his presence much — no one wants to be rude, or befall the social embarrassment of admitting they forgot who you were.

After two and a half minutes counted, and yet another would-be coworker greeted, he takes the opportunity to address Blue again just as she passes him by. He renews his smile and waves her down from the cubicle he's leaning on.

“Well, hey, look who it is!.. we meet once again. Y'wouldn't be lost, would you there, friend? do y'need some help?”

Without waiting for a response, he says goodbye to the employee he was speaking to. “ — well, look at that, I get t'be a hero's hero! catch you later, Liam!”

“Next meeting, snacks are on me!” Benjamin shoots him a grin with double finger guns, then turns to Blue. He gives her a wink. The papers he'd been carrying must have been passed off to someone else, because Benjamin no longer has them on him.

“So — where y'headed?.. I'll humbly escort you through this depressing, labyrinthian office we call our workplace.”

"This company does make use of automatons on occasion. I assumed my appearance here would be notable but not uncommon."

As far as the AI could tell, the other occupant of the elevator seemed unassuming enough. As long as he was not security, or about to report the blue ranger to security, Fivemind was chill with him. They could not quite figure out why the man was laughing so requently though.

"The others are not here. They do not need to be. I am not here as a superhero but as a..." What plausible reason did they even have to be here? "...business partner."

The idea that robots and computers cannot lie is a misconception. The truth was, they sometimes can. Just...very badly when it comes to the subject of the lie.

Good thing they reached their floor soon enough. The unit nods back at him. "All the best with future endeavors then."

And then she made her way to - oh, she's going the same direction as Benjamin was.

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Xuliana crosses her arms tightly over her chest. If looks could kill.

“Oh?.. prince charming, chased by his adoring fans? What a surprise. Que fixeches, abre a burraco boca?” She holds her chin high, and puts her venom into every syllable — with particular emphasis into making the nickname sound like a pejorative. Her accent comes out thicker for it.

The sounds of furious teenagers was fast approaching. While Xuliana concedes after a beat, her misplaced hostility remains. She clicks her tongue with no less choler. “Ugh, whatever!.. fine, at least this won't be boring.”

Xuliana jabs her pointer finger into his chest. “But if you touch me again, I'm leaving your carallo cu to your "friends".”

"me?- i-"

he's about to say something witty about melting hearts because he's such a sweetie - then gives a sharp little breath as he's shoved backward, stumbling on his feet and making a whole show of coughing and sputtering.

"hey, hey! chill outt!" he hisses, voice breathy and exasperated. "do you act like this toward everybody? i've done nothin' wrong here. my idiot friends back there are a different story, though."

he straightens up, kicking a piece of gravel with his shoe.

"look, i'm just warnin' ya. that's all. truce?"

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as my brain has been in overtime on the twitch streaming side of things, I'd like to remind my mutuals that I am a png clown streamer, and if that interests you — come check me out sometime! I stream Mondays through Thursdays, and I'm thinking about adding another stream day to my schedule! also, I'm get an evaluation for a wheelchair on Tuesday! please wish me luck!

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𝟑-𝟓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘.

& DASHBOARD FUN ; Geid -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 ;

Oily Black.

Necromancer Green.

Peat Brown.

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ;

Dampened earth after rainfall, or dew.

Rot like old wood.

The sulfurous decay of a swamp.

A forest carpet of fallen leaves in autumn.

𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍 ;

(note* Geid uses a glamour and doesn't wear real clothes. He's a living ooze. They modeled their clothes off of the common folk of the time.)

Well-used boots with overshoes of rubber, whose soles have waded through marsh and thicket.

Work shirts of muslin that liken to centuries past, with rolled sleeves and an undone and rumpled collar.

Muddy pants worn low for comfort, with the cuffs rolled high.

𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 ;

A large, rough-hewn, rope hammock that's noticeably discolored.

Old, rusty bear traps with lichen growing on the edges.

A chipped tea set.

Handmade wreathes and bowls of potpourri, with bark, herbs and wildflowers.

A faded deck of cards with bent edges.

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄 ;

Running gentle hands over objects, both the familiar and new, to memorize their shape — their beauty and imperfections.

The apprehension of one too large for a space, of taking up too much room; of making others uncomfortable or frightened. Open hands, tight shoulders, awkward smiles.

Absent, wordless singing along with the wind, wood, and brook during busywork or trap setting.

Seeping when under duress. Often begins with large dollops from the hair as it falls out of shape.

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 ;

Retribution, and the necessity in responding with violence when all other options have been exhausted. How heavy a burden it rests when compassion for your fellow creatures is not returned in kind. How war, no matter how just, leaves destruction in its wake — and the deep scars that follow.

Healing as a long path with each stone placed by hand. As a cumbersome task with difficult steps and many failures. Of choosing, again and again, to continue forward. Of seeing the coming of spring even in the harshest of winters.

Decay not as a death but a continuation of life; a rebirth, life taken to new form. Appreciation for even the smallest of creatures and how their bodies nourish all.

Repose after a great violence. Gentleness borne under the unlikeliest of circumstances.

Nature. Forests, both young and old; great plains, marshes, valleys, and all. How structures of old inevitably fall to the seasons. Speaking a language lost to many, knowing the names. Paying respects to the bounties given.

tagged by @dynamoprotocol!.. this took me so long to fill out today, haha!! really had to think about some of these. tagging @jfouler (for mae?), @abysswarden, @15-44 - and anyone else can always nab it from me and tag me!

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you know, if i had a nickel for every character i've ever written that has the veneer of clothes instead of wearing real clothes, i'd have two nickels. but it's weird that it happened twice

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i feel like feibhli deserves to have faun features tbqh

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PICREW

trying to conceptualize devisee's mama some more (not her final design)

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i could talk about nahinu's parent mokilqu for either mother's or father's day, but tbqh there's not much to talk about. mokilqu has the personality of a rock (affectionate) they do regard devisee as family, but like, mostly all that means is if devisee tags along on a visit with nahi, is mokilqu fusses like a lonely old lady. much to the embarrassment of nahi (nevermind that she fusses over devisee All The Time)

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& HEADCANONS ; Devisee and his father, Vasek ( for father's day )

Vasek held a lot of pride in his offspring, and if Feibhli had wished it, he would have gladly had more ( if only they'd had the time ). Devisee can recall very little of his father. Not his words, nor his imposing presence and poise — nor his great affection for his son. As a child Devisee would imitate his father, follow behind him as he went to council; a shadow to Vasek, quiet and observant. That he had his mother's cold blue eyes and shrewd habits only instilled more pride in Vasek — and, great jealousy in Orr. The memory of Vasek in a pool of his own blood, body wracked by poison, is buried deep in Devisee; death was never unknown to him, but never so closely felt as that day. As a child he thought his parents invincible. Although Devisee no longer remembers — in truth, can't bring himself to remember in his lifelong mourning, many of his idioms are his father's influence. Holdovers from when he would memorize Vasek's very steps.

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          i’m the night-sky     (ha, ha, ha)           i’m the fire in your eyes     (ha, ha, ha)           and I want you     (ha, ha, ha)           now and for all time.     (i’ll be listening until you decide)

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