#isolaton

[whumpsday]

Kane & Jim AU: Slow Cooked

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content: vampire whumpee, torture, burns, body horror / gore, isolation, touch starvation, rescue, caretaking

just some whump that wouldn't leave my head. i'm on an AU kick. 2 pieces in a day!! woo!!! also posted a catharsis chapter earlier :D

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It was day one-thousand one-hundred and thirty-three since they’d left Kane in the sun.

Unlike in his cell, it was easy to count the days out here. Impossible not to, unless he lost count amid the endless pain. He couldn’t see, hadn’t opened his eyes in years, but fire licked at his toes once more, slowly working its way up.

Kane did not scream. The last time he’d screamed, a hunter had wrapped a cord around his throat and threatened to leave it there forever if he made another sound, leaving his lungs perpetually empty. That was day 14.

He had air. As his already burnt-beyond-recognition body lit up once more under the unforgiving heat of the sun, Kane reminded himself he could breathe. It was the only thing he had left.

It hurt. It hurt, hurt, hurt, always. There was no end to it, not even at night, when his wholly maimed form was given far too little time to even start to heal. There was only agony at night and more agony in the day.

He missed his cell. He would do anything to go back to his cell, in the blessed dark.

The morning sun rose enough to reach his face, his entire body once again swallowed as he burned alive.

Please. Please make it stop. Please, somebody help me! I’ll do anything. I just need it to stop. Mercy.

Every day, the same wish, unanswered. Kane was left to his unbearable existence, forgotten.

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Somebody touched him. It was the first time Kane had been touched in over three years.

It was a light touch, just the graze of what he thought to be a hand to his jawline. Not enough to make it hurt more than it already did. Whoever it was said something, but he couldn’t make it out. Melted flesh had filled his ears for quite some time.

Kane did not move. He didn’t think he was capable of moving, anymore. But he had to do something. Maybe if he did, they’d let him inside, just for a little. Just for a few days. He would do anything to be allowed inside for a few days, even if they tortured him.

Please, I need help, please help me! Make it stop!

A small, raspy whine escaped the back of his throat, muffled further by his sealed-shut lips. It was all he could manage.

The hand retreated.

If Kane was capable of crying, he would. If Kane’s tear ducts hadn’t melted away under the sun years ago, he’d never have stopped.

Please. Please. Somebody. Help me.

His heart cried out, yearning for the touch to return. Even if they never helped, even if they hurt him. He just needed to feel for one moment like he wasn’t alone.

He keened again, a quiet thing, though he tried. Wordless begging to not be left.

The hand returned to his cheek, and he quieted once more. If the agony never stopped, at least he had this. The ability to breathe, and one gentle touch.

Without warning, something pierced his chest, and his cursed consciousness was blissfully lost.

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Kane did not wake outside.

His arms and legs were no longer spread into the corners of the board, ensuring every vulnerable inch of his front was exposed to the sun. The board no longer touched his back, in fact. Instead, he laid on something soft. The sun did not shine.

Either it was nighttime, or he’d been allowed inside.

It was almost unthinkable that he’d be allowed to rest on something soft and let inside. Surely, it had to be nighttime.

Despite his relative freedom–he could still feel a shackle on one ankle, not silver, but nothing else–he was far too mangled to move around. He simply laid there, trying to bask in the wonder of the soft thing.

“Kane?” a voice asked, hours later. He could hear it, he realized. His ears were cleared.

He knew that voice. That was the human’s voice. Jim’s voice.

The fragile hope that he might be allowed to remain on the soft thing vanished.

“Are you awake?” Jim asked. “I saw you… twitching and stuff.”

He would cry if he could. He was crying, he realized, tears falling down his burnt-up cheeks.

“It’s okay, don’t be scared. I mean, that’s–that’s a tall order, yeah. You’re not going out there again. You’re gonna be okay.”

That gentle hand returned, to his hair this time. There wasn’t much of it left, he was reasonably sure. Jim stroked what was there, his touch feather-light, like he was afraid Kane would break into pieces.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m here. It’s over,” Jim promised. His voice shook like he might be crying, too.

Kane wanted to believe it so, so badly. It was everything he’d ever wanted, for someone to help. Finally, finally, for the pain to end. It hadn’t even ended yet, his body was a horrific mess of seared skin, but it had been promised. No one had ever promised to help before.

He couldn’t be dreaming. It never hurt this badly in dreams, his only refuge.

“Can you open your mouth?” Jim prompted.

No. He couldn’t. He tried, just to prove it, and…

His lips popped open, revealing a perfectly-preserved, unburnt mouth.

How long had he been out? Days? Had he not been touched by the sun for days?

“You’re doing great,” Jim encouraged. “I know you’re hurting pretty bad right now. So, um, I just…”

“Here, I’ve got it.” A different voice, female, unfamiliar. Before Kane could even worry about who she was, a lid opened with a pop, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Kane did manage more than a whine, then. A desperate howl of need.

The blood poured into his mouth, cold and refreshing and salty and sweet. There was so much of it. He drank and drank and drank until there was no more. He was actually sated for once.

“That’ll help him heal faster?” Jim asked.

“Yeah. Should do the trick.”

“...Do you think he’ll be mad at me?”

Mad? How could he possibly be mad? Jim took him away from the sun. Jim let him inside. Jim gave him blood. He was going to be allowed to heal!

“I think he’ll just be happy to be out of the sun,” the other voiced his thoughts.

There was a creak on the soft think–a bed? A couch?--as someone sat next to him. “Three years ago, the hunters told me they had you,” Jim said.

Three years. That was the end of it, then? Kane had paid his price, he wouldn’t have to do it anymore? It felt too good to be true.

“I told them to kill you,” he continued. “I was scared. I thought you would be like… before. I thought you would come after me. I didn’t know what they were doing, and they told me they’d done it. I thought you were dead. I never wanted you to suffer, not like this.”

Did that mean no more? It was truly over?

“No m-more?” Kane rasped out, his voice struggling to find itself after so long.

“No more.” That gentle touch returned to his hair, and for the first time in years, there was hope.

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[corvianbard]

#6573

In isolation, The entire society becomes unholy. Only the massive annihilation Can ever cleanse it.

[shivology]

thinking about the different kinds of isolaton the roy siblings had to grapple with during childhood .. connor, always on the outside looking in. watching his father replace him with a shiny new family and his three siblings forgetting he even exists half the time. kendall, isolated from his siblings because he is The Heir. roman, literally sent away to military school because his dad decided he was the runt of the family at the age of like. six. shiv, isolated from her brothers because she's the girl.

[marias-assumption]

This may seem a little too informal. But if you're getting through sth, if you have trouble in any area of your life and need someone to talk im here. Please write.

There's nothing more important than talking it out, and hearing sth useful. You can get through anything if you hear the right advice. With anything: getting through domestic violence, child abuse, suicidal thoughts, bullying, isolaton, abuse, heartbreak. And i have proof of that and seeing it with my own eyes, and so much more that i could tell you but not the focus right now. Please feel incline to send me a message and telling me your situation. If i delay in reply i will eventually whatever happens.

There's such a numbness and avoidance of all these things going on in the world. But you will be fullfilled just because you went through it. :)

[stmol]

Ένα τραγούδι η φωνή της Φύσης Όσο το πλησιάζω λαχταρώ τη ζωή | SearchingTheMeaningOfLife

photo by Johnny di *isolaton* Όλοι οι ήχοι, ο δικός σου χτύπος Όλοι οι καημοί, η δική σου πνοή Ενθουσιασμοί και αναστεναγμοί Έχω μια αγάπη καθαρή, ευγενική Αμόλυντη απ΄του φαύνου τα πάθη Continue reading Untitled

[svnshone]

💧droplet ( lexi ), ❤️ red heart ( antonia ), 🔥fire ( dagmar ) &💖sparkling heart ( thea )

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

all he gets is angst headcannons time to find one i have not shared... Alexandre often feels adrift- as if time is passing him by and he cannot keep up. He loves his siblings but has a hard time seeing them as adults- he left home at twenty, his siblings ranging in age from close to his to five. He worries he does not see them often enough- and in the past few years each time he returns to his family home there is a deep feeling of guilt he cannot control. He sees his nieces and nephews, the way his parents interact with them, his siblings happy- and he tries to shove down thoughts of his own son, who will never meet this family. Who does not know who he is. Who he does not speak to. He holds one of his sibling's children but he has never held his own offspring. And his visits are short. Alexandre returns to court, returns to his duty, to his spot on the sidelines.

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

Antonia's main love language is quality time. Being in the company of those she cares about- family, friends, Elisa. As a child she would sit on the floor near her father's desk and quietly play while he worked. Now she's happy to sit in a room with her fiancee, each doing their own little thing- as long as Antonia can glance up to see her. The finding time no matter how busy to just... be near.

🔥 FIRE - do they have any self destructive tendencies? what habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self?

oh we know there are a fair few. When Dagmar is in pain they isolate themself- they pull away from those around them. When Hagen died she did it physically as well as emotionally, near locking herself in her room until Anneliese was born, giving the excuse that confinement was for the safety of the baby. They are still trying to find their footing in this new role- the first part of her life she was identified as her father's daughter, the second part as queen consort (which at it's core... is being the king's wife, is it not?), and now? She is unsure who to be. Politics used to be a game, and now it is exhausting. She has little emotional intelligence- she struggles to understand her own feelings, why she feels this way, and as an extention does not know how to ask for help. There is anger and sadness and a deep sense of injustice at the world. Now that she's looking back on her life, dissecting everything, it is just making it worse in a way. It's where you get her mood swings, where one moment she is praising her father the next demonizing him. Being in her nihilism era means she's being more impulsive than ever. She cannot help but say things she should not. They trust very few- which just leads to more loneliness and self-isolaton. And the circle that she trusts seems to grow smaller and smaller. The past year has just been one giant breakdown. A true show of all her self-destructive tendencies and worst traits. Her competitive nature has turned into a craving for revenge justice. Her tongue in cheek political banter has turned into rude comments.

💖 SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?

Dorothea is quite showy. She constantly has a hand on people she cares about and Sigge & Jian get the worst of it obviously. Holding their arms, taking their hands, fixing their hair, a hand on their back. Any excuse she can to fix how their clothes are sitting. Does not know how to keep her hands to herself. She likes little things where the three of them match- perhaps it is all sharing the same trim on their outfits, the same buttons. The fabric of one of their shirts used to cover the buttons on the other used for her underskirt. She loves fully, with her entire being- and her go to way of showing affection is through touch.

[liverpoolfixtures]

Liverpool assistant manager Pep Lijnders has confirmed that Jurgen Klopp will be absent from the sidelines for a second game in a row when the Reds face Arsenal on Thursday night. The German missed the 2-2 draw against Chelsea yesterday after picking up the virus and Lijnders says the manager’s self-isolaton period won’t come to an end before the trip to the Emirates: “No, he can’t [be there] because of quarantine rules. He has mild symptoms. But Jurgen is a very optimistic, positive leader, he’s our leader, our boss. I just hope it stays mild symptoms and that he’s back quick with us.” It’s difficult to tell how much of an effect Klopp’s absence will have. They produced a decent display without him at Stamford Bridge and Lijnders is very capable of making tactical adjustments. However, Klopp is more than just a tactician, he is a superb man-manager and that aspect of his coaching will undoubtedly be missed for the Carabao Cup tie later this week. The Gunners are in good shape, despite their loss to Manchester City at the weekend, so it will be a difficult game to negotiate, especially without Klopp in the dugout. #premierleague, #livematch, #livestream, #skysports, #premierleaguetv, #epl, #epl2023, #premier league, #premierleaguetable, #epl table, #eplfixtures, #ipl2021 live, #premierleaguefixtures, #fantasypremier eague, #eplresults, #epllivescores, #premierleague results, #pltable, #chelseafixtures, #eplscores, #arsenalfixtures, #premier leaguestandings, #eplstandings, #plfixtures, #eplschedule, #ipllive 2023, #dstvpremiership, #premierleaguetable2023, #pslfixtures, #epllive, #premiershiptable, #eplresultstoday, #eplfixturestoday, #Bitcoin, #Dolars

[dank-wholesome-memes]

[dyrkwyst]

close to the edge

[greenstudies]

Hey any tips on coping with extreme isolation and saying productive? I haven't talked to anyone in weeks and it started getting to me... But I can't afford to fall behind in college!

Hi! I’m no psychologist but when it comes to my own experience: the usual productivity tips still apply. You should definitely have a routine and a schedule to keep the momentum going. I have tons of other tips on my blog!

When it comes to the isolation, it gets more difficult. Try to talk to someone, anyone. Call your friends or family. Message them. It is also quite fun to plan like a group call or talk in a group chat. That way you don’t have to actively talk all the time but are still with people. In case you don’t have anyone to message, you can talk to me or other people on this site!

Either way do your best to get in as much socialising (distanced still) as you can! You can even connect work with socialising by studying with someone else. Their presence is still better than nothing. People are social animals and loneliness can literally kill.

I hope I helped and in case you want to talk, feel free to do so!

[danielflemingart]

The Walls Grow at Night.

48x60"

Acrylic and water on rough canvas.

[sennexd]

Lemon pepper shrimp. #foodporn. #isolaton #day59 #tasty (at Portage la Prairie, Manitoba) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAfbGX5Aoei/?igshid=18pv4esqq93um

[szaszesz]

I hope I will not meet David in this game.

[mbimphblog]

COMPUTER AIDED DRUG DESIGN: TOOLS TO DEVELOP DRUG FOR COVID 19 |  Asian Journal of Advances in Medical Science

The CADD combines advanced computational and experimental methodologies to offer structural data on physiologically active compounds. These molecules play a role in the development of diseases as well as their modulation. Bioinformatics technologies, apps, and databases are all used in the CADD methodology. The current Review article discusses how new computational and experimental tools developed in recent years can be combined to provide structural knowledge about physiologically active compounds implicated in disease and disease modulation. Drug design for COVID 19 has received special attention from virologists. via means of virtual screening The current article may be useful in the discovery of new drugs to combat the Corona Virus.

Please see the link :- http://mbimph.com/index.php/AJOAIMS/article/view/2486

[boomerbroadcaster]

Believe me! COVID-brain is a real thing

Believe me! COVID-brain is a real thing

A COVID infection is not necessary to have COVID brain. Have you wondered lately whether you’ll still be able to carry on an in-person conversation with real human beings when life returns to normal? Will our social skills be so stunted by more than a year of isolation that we’ll eventually wander out dazed and bewildered, incapable of making small talk or actually having something to talk…

[newbloggycat]

Quote of the day – NBC "Curiosity didn't kill the cat, boredom did."