#take the tylenol!

[thebibliosphere]

I'm not saying I'd do it all the time; I'm just saying if someone sends me unsolicited medical advice, I should be allowed to hunt them for sport. As a little treat.

[rileyclaw]

i am now older . my back hurts

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

best friendisms

bonus <3

[khattikeri]

honestly postcanon i need shen qingqiu to tell yue qingyuan his sincere opinion, that he really likes and respects zhangmen-shixiong as a person and always thought he was cool. because i think it'd completely break yue qi's brain

[thatoneluckybee]

nevermore textpost (just one)

because I must torment my mutuals further. and turns out sharing a name with a character (Bee (me) and Bee (Nevermore)) makes it a lot easier to decide who they'll be!

[porschesbabydaddy]

Imagine you’re partying with your friends and then suddenly Harry Styles shows up to kick your ass as an anti-drug PSA. That’s essentially what happened to Chay’s friends

[gardenpatchbaby]

You hadn’t realized how close you had been standing to your Pokemon. It was a bad habit, really. You usually stood close enough to the battle that you could feel the heat of the flames and taste the earth that was kicked up around you. Normally in battle, these attacks weren’t aimed at you, so you could walk away relatively unscathed. Maybe it was bad luck. Maybe he meant to do it. You’d never find out.

“GIRATINA, STRIKE THEM DOWN!” There was a brief flash, and then nothing.

Volo laughed when he saw you fall. Even the Chosen of Arceus couldn’t stop him. The world would be remade. He walked forward proudly, expecting to give you some quip before taking the plates from your hands as you watched helplessly. Giratina watched from behind, savoring this moment. Arceus would pay a thousand times over for the past eons. The small mortal on the ground before him was the last obstacle, and they had fallen in one strike.

“Well, my favorite customer, time to admit defeat. Hand over the plates.” Volo smiled, stretching his hand out to accept. When you didn’t move, he simply rolled his eyes.

“Come now! No need to pout. Hand. Them. Over.”

Nothing. His tone turned icy.

“Get up.” 

Still nothing.

“Damn it! Why do you insist on making this difficult!” He reached for your arm, intending to drag you into a standing position. When he touched the skin, he jolted backwards. Why was it wet? He looked at his hand, wondering for a moment at the deep red now coating his palm. Oh. OH.

He fell to his knees, trying to assess how bad the damage was. He hadn’t meant for this to happen! Sure, sacrifices needed to be made to ensure his vision succeeded, but not this. Despite his hidden motivations, he had actually enjoyed spending time with you collecting the plates. It was truly a tragedy that Arceus had sent you to stop him, but in the back of his mind, he had planned to keep you. Maybe as a trophy. Maybe as a friend. He hadn’t decided.

Giratina had certainly done a number on you. Half of your hair had been singed, while the other half was damp and matted to your head. Blood dribbled out of your nose and mouth, and he was pretty sure he could feel shards of your ribs move when he tried to reposition you into a lying position.

He could feel Giratina’s presence behind him. A dark shadow, silently waiting, if growing a bit impatient. Volo could feel the annoyance. “What’s the holdup?” it seemed to say. He knew he should be celebrating right now. He knew he should be snatching the plates out of your bag and leaving you for the Galaxy Team to recover.

“They’re dead.” He whispered, “You killed them.”

The bastard god stood silently. The empty mountain air echoed Volo’s words back to him. Over and over, fainter each time. You killed them.

Shakily, he reached for your satchel. Even through the fabric, he could feel the plates inside, their dull divine energy stinging the tips of his fingers. He took a breath.

This was merely a minor setback. The world would soon be his to rule. He could make a thousand of you with Arceus’ power. Why was he so upset? 

Slowly, he opened the bag. He saw the plates sitting inside, arranged neatly between Pokeballs and assorted berries. It almost looked like a platter, designed just for him.

Then, there was a flash of white and red, and the bag was snatched from his hands.

[koravelliumavast]

Words can’t describe how mad seeing this made me

[solargeist]

watcher grian WILL go through the horrors of girlhood

[zagreuslives]

“Take the blade, Ms. Pollard. Go on. You two have played out this farce before, I believe.”

“Kill me.” // “It’s me. I’m the bravest person here” // “Kill me…” // “Goodbye, Doctor.” // “Go-goodbye, Charley….Thank you…”

One of my favorite scenes in all of Doctor Who. Have some more Big Finish fanart courtesy of my fever that won’t break

(Though for the record: I do NOT recommend listening to Zagreus with a high fever. It starts to actually make sense)

[crimeronan]

Lightening the mood by saying it'll be really funny after whatever happens with Camila goes home in the Titan Luz timeline. Like "Hey Vee you might wanna sit down for this baby," because honestly how do you even begin to articulate "Yeah turns out your sister has risen from the grave as a God, like Actual Jesus Christ type shit, and then crazymurdered your (mutual!!!) abuser!" Seriously, Camila needs a drink. Vee probably does too. Luz as well. Hunter's had enough to drink already.

"hunter's had enough to drink already" FJSJDHDB.

we poppin the BIGGEST bottles when my estranged evil sister turns out to be based as fuck....

[mimi-ya]

thinking about the random lady i met on an nyc subway who suggested that maybe my back pain was from an ovarian cyst after knowing her for all of three minutes

well she was right, got the cyst removed last week and for the first time in two years i was able to sleep on my stomach (something i loved dearly but couldn’t do from the consistent pain)

if you’re out there lady, i hope you have an amazing life

[moeblob]

im still very sick and lets just say it aint goin well.

(please let me be healthy soon)

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

The Fourteen Hidden or "Bug" Audios In Order, With Reasoning

(i think! I'm fairly confident in this! I'm willing to Debate!)

12-14 / Howdy & Barnaby

[we know that Barnaby and Wally go to Howdy's every morning]

8-14 / Eddie & Frank

[the post office is right across from Howdy's]

6-14 / Julie & Frank

[Wally isn't scared of bugs, so he could be recruited to help with Frank's gardening problem]

1-14 / Howdy & Poppy

[Howdy mentions that he has a shipment waiting for his signature]

3-14 / Howdy & Sally

[it's possible that Wally went to Howdy's to get something for the beetles]

13-14 / Howdy & Eddie

[it looks like Wally just bought a box of apples, or something similar. Howdy signs for the shipment]

4-14 / Barnaby & Frank

[behind the pins, it looks like there's an apple or two on the ground. the shape and color is wrong for it to be tomatoes. an offering for the beetles?]

9-14 / Frank & Poppy

[the table is clear of yarn, and Frank references the damage done to his garden]

2-14 / Sally & Poppy

[there are cookies - Poppy mentioned to Frank that she might have a non-seed recipe for his butterflies]

10-14 / Julie & Sally

[Wally could have gone with Sally to help with the script reading]

5-14 / Barnaby & Eddie

[Eddie mentions that it's late in the day, and he already delivered the bowling balls]

7-14 / Eddie & Julie

[Barnaby calls, asking after Wally]

11-14 / Julie & Barnaby

[the lighting through the trees looks like afternoon/evening]

14-14 / Barnaby & Home

[the end deterioration is very final, and Barnaby references things that happened throughout his other audios]

[mod2amaryllis]

everyone has to send jose 1,000,000 dollars because he's been nursing me the past 24hrs

[tinfoil-catholic]

Putting this on my sideblog but if I could have some prayers for my chronic pain. It has been soooo bad recently and even though I'm currently taking two different pain meds and my husband massaged my back, I can still feel the pain. Enough that I don't want to/can't fall asleep