#cardiomyapathy

[hemlocksandfoxgloves]

Asher Adams has a heart condition. Theo Raeken in my story has a heart condition. Am i about to go binge All American for inspo notes. Abso-fucking-lutely. Honestly I've been putting it off, but I have the time so why the fuck not

[starsnheroes]

❛ what kind of insurance coverage do we have for people falling through the fucking wall? ❜ ( pepppppper )

The Bear -> Accepting // You better compensate for her stress levels @cardiomyapathy

There were some people in life that were meant to irk people, just get on her nerves. Like the people she's been playing phone tag all day.

She's already running into issues with some of New York's new laws centered around superheroes namely when it comes to their destruction which is where Pepper's running into issues with the City and trying to get Damage Control to work with each other, given Resilient's city planning and building capabilities along with all their green tech, and what DC does for cleaning up after superhero ⸻

FALLING THROUGH THE FUCKING WALL ⸻

Now there was Kelly telling her, hold on ⸻ ❝ I am going to call you back, Mr Shaw. ❞ Or she was going to delegate and have someone else call the individual back. Save her a headache. Especially when a new headache has presented itself with ⸻ ❝ What do you mean falling through the fucking wall? ❞ Pepper turns around to look at him, squints for a moment and old habit kicks in.

Years of scolding a genius ceo coming back with the quip of her tongue. ❝ What did you do? ⸺ Oh, sorry habit for what did Tony do? ❞ Except he was definitely not here, so it couldn't have been Tony. Dammit! ❝ Of course, we ⸺ I have insurance, what kind of idiot wouldn't insure for scenarios like that? ❞ Lessons learned when she's been involved in the superhero scene since she was twenty because of her boss.

[vitalphenomena]

@cardiomyapathy

"You should grow the beard out."

[screenviolense]

@cardiomyapathy sent: Elevator! @whoever wants to make out with kelly

[ELEVATOR]: sender and receiver are making out in an elevator

　　was she a bad person? maybe. good people didn't make out in hospital elevators while their partners are recovering from a gunshot down the hall. they especially didn't do it with their badges still attached to their pants, uncomfortably digging into their hips as a reminder of how awful they were.

　　' doors. the doors are opening. ' her hand smacked against his shoulder, trying to push him off before whoever was on the other side saw.

[daemondaes]

@cardiomyapathy sent: I'm not really sure what my deal is.

"Your deal." Her nose wrinkles. She runs a hand through damp hair, then sighs. From her perch on the opposite side of the couch, Cherry extends a leg to prod him with her foot. "Whatever it is, it's totally not ideal...but not a dealbreaker either." She scratches behind the ears of the dog in her lap and shrugs. "Doesn't stop you from being world's best pug papi. Doggy daddio."

It's hard to tell if he wants to be vulnerable now, out of the blue, zero warning. She wants to joke that this is a safe space for anything he wants to say, but that might make him clam up more than usual. It would be incorrect to say that Cherry was attempting to "unlock" tidbits of "Kelly lore" like life was a video game, but she did have a vested interest. For how much time she spent with him (which was a lot, considering the roommate situation), much of him remained a closed book written in a foreign language.

She wanted to believe she was more forthcoming, but in truth, if he didn't ask about something directly, she was liable to let it pass without announcement. A core tenet of their situation (situationship?) was the minimal exchange of information too deep beneath surface level.

It should say something that she doesn't bother to fix her plush robe and the way the neckline gapes from all her shifting in her seat, yet she still feels uncomfortable going around him barefaced. Even now, freshly showered, she allows worn, smudged rings of makeup to halo her eyes. Unfortunately, she either lacks the capacity to realize the implication, or else remains willfully blind. It's part of their deal.

"Far as I know, your deal is that you're a hotshot doc with way too much money and not enough time. You like cute dogs and cute girls who know how to show you a good time, even if it takes you several tries to find a line that works on them. Don't cook as much as you could, and your hair product game is crying for mercy. You're kind of a dick, but not, like, a bigot, so it's whatever. Tolerable. Pretty sure if you had a son, you'd name him 'son,' so...that's your deal. Kinda concerning, but not enough red flags for your coolest roommate to ghost you. Puts you up in the top ten percent, actually. Probably something your smartest roommate should be worried about, but now's not the time." She stops playing with the pug to study Kelly's expression. "You're too old and too rich to have a roommate, by the way." He asked a dumb question. He got a senseless answer.

"Do me now. What's my deal?"

[bluegoblinfox]

Here's a thing Ive often struggled with. Sitting in the evening and watching TV, relaxing and just being.

In the wake of domestic violence I couldn't just relax. CPTSD saw to that. I spent many evenings avoiding the sofa, the place where I slept with a knife under my pillow.

That changed. Both my self (through therapy) and the sofa (I bought a new one). I moved too which helped. I still was unable or unwilling to try to relax in the evening without a glass of wine in my hand.

Then came cancer. In the aftermath of which my safe space was my bed. I didn't have the energy to sit in the evening. I still don't always.

It became a step too many to go from cooking tea, eating and then sitting in front of the TV before going to bed. So I skipped that step of decompression. Also I think I thought I could hide better in bed. No one would ask anything of me if I were in bed. A notion which was wrong as it turned out. As my eldest would ask things of me around the clock in the end.

When my eldest went into hospital and then the care home I couldn't just start being downstairs, relaxing again. The house was a bomb site anyway and my grief, anger and inner turmoil from all the recent trauma meant I was back to hypervigilence. Throwing myself into tasks until I'd fall into bed. Then I'd play candy crush until my eyes were barely open. I couldn't bare silence or stillness and woke frequently from nightmares. CPTSD was in full throws again.

My window of tolerance for anything and anyone was tiny. I'd frequently lose my words and be unable to speak. Sensory overload was violently abrupt. I was in total burn out.

Now it's nearly 9 months on. Slowly and more and more I'm able to stop in the evening, cuddle up in a blanket. TV is able to keep my attention for longer and even on new things again. Bed is becoming a place once more just for sleeping, resting and recovering when I over do things.

Its blissful and something I feel many people take for granted.

River Ty

[thenikniknik]

This girl went to the vet for hair loss and they discovered she has restrictive cardiomyopathy. 😭

She’s got an irregular heartbeat, and enlarged atriums. Had ECG and ultrasound. Needs a cardiologist consult. We’re home and waiting on bloodwork. Dr. says it’s genetic, not environmental, and often affects young cats! No treatment plan until after cardiologist looks at the arrhythmia. Online says 2-3 year lifespan, but the condition puts her at risk of strokes and sudden death. 😭 She’s 15, so anything beyond that is bonus!

She’s my soulmate kitty, and I’m just devastated. She’s doing fine however! 🤣

[uncxntrxllable]

@cardiomyapathy sent:

🥖 @ one of the animals

Delta bounced back, a loud and overdramatic yelp escaped her as she looked at the baguette. Her ears are pinned and she is now growling... Is this some kind of joke? An insult? Is it because she looks like a loaf? Well, she is offended!

But one must not waste food... ❝ Just so you know, I take great offense to this! ❞ The Corgi claims, and then somewhat aggressively her jaws clamp down on the bread to take a chunk out of it to eat.

[nightmdic]

❛  when  i  fell  hard ,  you  took  a  step  back .  ❜

she sits before him, huff of a heavy breath escaping her at his comment as arms shift to a tighter cross at her chest. She won’t deny his words; he’s right - and there’s a reason she’s perhaps to explain why.

“I know, I know - I kinda thought if I shoved you away…maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about getting so attached like I always do.”

@cardiomyapathy || a meme

[viciousgold]

@cardiomyapathy wanted an image based starter

Walking in, high heels clicking along the floor, Marisa looked for Kelly and was surprised at where she found him. She very gently, with the toe of her high heel, poked his arm.

"Is this a form of meditation or cry for help?"

[citysank]

@cardiomyapathy said:

“just shut up and fuck me.”

He isn't used to this FORWARDNESS ( at least not in this capacity ). Typically Kelly liked to play a LOT more games than Karter was a fan of. Eyes fixated on Kelly, still knelt down before the other man, winking, the tip of his cock still gently resting against Karter's lips. There's something so ENJOYABLE about messing with him like this. Kelly so often got the better of Karter's attitude but after a moment he leans back slightly, one more playful lick to the tip before speaking finally.

"...Mmmm, y'sure?"

He figures he KNOWS the answer to the question but the more fun option is to ensure that he drags this out as long as possible just to drive him MORE WILD.

"...y'want t'be th'top...or THE BOTTOM?"

He winks, leaning forward, hands resting on the arms of Kelly's chair, getting real up close and personal as he punctuates his words with lips on Kelly's neck. He REALLY wants to make the most of this. To make the most of messing with Kelly.

"Cuz either way...yer gonna be gettin' it...so take yer pick...cuz y've been an AWFUL GOOD BOY while I was givin' ya some...MUCH NEEDED ATTENTION YEAH?"

[pantslessoptimism]

@cardiomyapathy asked: Kiss so kelly is gonna get a kiss

Sophie was beginning to like this retirement thing. She hadn't had to clean out blood stains in a week, she got to cuddle three old pugs and a fat chihuahua, and she got to see Kelly as much as she wanted without having to drag him into dealing with some sort of demon or spirit.

She managed to wake up early, not as early as Kelly but early for her, and she set herself to work. Cooking wasn't something that she was great at, but she was trying. Besides, she was still waiting to hear back about a few 'normal' jobs she applied too, so she had the time to pick up a new hobby.

"Good morning," she said when she saw him, breaking the distance to pull him closer, lips meeting his, hands reaching out to pull him closer. Yeah, this was way better than waking up in a shitty motel room everyday. "I made pancakes; they're protein, so healthy. Though, I'd totally could do this all morning instead of eating."

[fcllederage]

@cardiomyapathy said: 🐤

Send me a 🐤 for a Tweet my muse would make about yours.

[patentyd]

kelly / 'nonna edits 1 / ??? [ ft. @cardiomyapathy ]

[bluegoblinfox]

The cat is called Tiger. She's the bestest and I love her so much. The pic actually has nothing to do with the post. She's just her cause she's cute.

A bit about me...

I'm 43 and go by she/her. I am pansexual, poly and have been known to attend BDSM events.

I am also a mother to two young peoples. One is 19 and is Autistic and has mental health issues. The other is 17 and is Autistic ADHD.

I am Autistic, late diagnosed last year. I am awaiting ADHD assessment. I'm dyslexic. I become non verbal at times when stressed or distressed.

I experienced DV which has led to CPTSD. I have had periods of depression as a result of this.

I don't have a diagnosis but I am plural system of four personalities. We all get on and they are supportive and have functions or strengths which helps us cope with life.

I had breast cancer 8 years ago and am a one boob warrior. I have cardiomyopathy and stage two liver disease from chemo and some neuropathy.

I also have FND and have a cute tic which likes to show when I'm tired. I have migraines with parasythesia. My FND impacts my mobility sometimes and other stuff.

I have chronic fatigue syndrome too.

So yeah there's all that. These things are me and I am them. We are all greater than the sum of our parts though. I don't do pity or toxic positivity. I do compassion, self compassion and kindness. I'm not broken, I'm a tapestry which is constantly being added to.

[macveigh]

@cardiomyapathy asked:  👗 [ send me a “👗” and my muse will dress yours ]