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Hi hi. Just posting to let everyone know I haven’t left forever. Things are just really difficult and busy currently; ability to partake in hobbies had been limited.

I miss you all and hope to be back soon.

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Happy Holidays!

Still around and wanting to get back into writing. I think it is coming along slowly. I wrote a poem recently. Hopefully I can get back soon and plot with people!

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"I really hope this ends quickly. Who knew getting wings isn't fabulous and actually—fuck—hurts?” Rose said, weak smile on her face. The movie and his company helped comfort her some. Nix's presence provided a sense of calm, and it was helpful not having to move around too much when she needed something. The pain mostly came in waves. Occasionally, a wave would be particularly horrible.

"I know you're not really into movies, but have you seen this one?'' She asked, midway into the film. Her knuckles were white as she clenched a throw pillow during a flare up of cutting pain between her shoulder bones.

The pain didn't completely disappear, but there was a small sense of relief once he got her shirt off. "Thanks. Yes, distraction it is." Rose was grateful he offered options; ideas were hard to come by in this state.

"Sure, yeah. Um...something from the top shelf over there," the fae said, gesturing to the large bookshelf packed with DVD, tapes, books, and the like. "Do you mind sticking around? I have snacks and some basic art supplies." Rose rarely used them—her talent stayed in the realm of music and dance, not drawing or painting.

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Sorry I’ve been so MIA. Life is making it hard to make time for creativity.

I miss you guys!

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The pain didn't completely disappear, but there was a small sense of relief once he got her shirt off. "Thanks. Yes, distraction it is." Rose was grateful he offered options; ideas were hard to come by in this state.

"Sure, yeah. Um...something from the top shelf over there," the fae said, gesturing to the large bookshelf packed with DVD, tapes, books, and the like. "Do you mind sticking around? I have snacks and some basic art supplies." Rose rarely used them—her talent stayed in the realm of music and dance, not drawing or painting.

"No fabric, got it. Mind helping me get my shirt off? Moving my arms, or moving at all really, is not something I'd like to do. I now understand why it feels like stabbing." Her mind was still reeling at this new discovery; it hardly felt real. The pain made most of the experience feel surreal–like watching a movie–but it also was a reminder that this was very much not a movie or dream.

Rose wasn't sure what she expected solution wise, maybe just that he'd have some magical angel cure of some sort. "Alright, pain management. How do we do that? What I have for pain management hasn't worked, and human medication doesn't exactly agree with me."

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ooc:

Thank you Tumblr staff.

Holy shit guys.

So I accidentally erased and reset my phone yesterday, which erased my TFA app I use. When I couldn’t get logged in here, I emailed the staff.

And this morning I have my account back.

I wasn’t expecting to ever have access to this account. So this was a nice surprise this morning.

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ooc:

I haven’t been on in a bit. Going to try and continue some threads and start new ones!

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"No fabric, got it. Mind helping me get my shirt off? Moving my arms, or moving at all really, is not something I'd like to do. I now understand why it feels like stabbing." Her mind was still reeling at this new discovery; it hardly felt real. The pain made most of the experience feel surreal–like watching a movie–but it also was a reminder that this was very much not a movie or dream.

Rose wasn't sure what she expected solution wise, maybe just that he'd have some magical angel cure of some sort. "Alright, pain management. How do we do that? What I have for pain management hasn't worked, and human medication doesn't exactly agree with me."

"Wings?" Other than parroting him, she was speechless. Astonished, her head lifted from the pillow she was hugging to her chest. The only information about fae having wings that had been available had been the word of mouth lore her mother and others in her small commune told her.

"Uhh, my mom said some of my kind can have them, but all of them live in the Vale. So, it seems I have a conversation with her in the near future–shit, ow, fuck, can we make this stop? What do we do?"

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CARING FOR THE SICK PROMPTS.

i found this list and kinda fed into it each time i got the flu or a migraine, and u know what, it's just me revealing just how much i love the caring threads and the soft threads and the fondly exasperated "let me help you" threads! use at your pleasure, DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST NOR EDIT IT! i will be changing it accordingly!

" i found you passed out in the kitchen. you wanna stop working yourself so hard? or do i need to keep hitting the gym to carry you to bed every day? "

" you're burning up. "

" your neighbour called me and said you could use a nurse. looks like they were right, too. "

" you were told to take it easy, so... yeah. this is kinda on you. "

" you took a sick day. you NEVER take a sick day. so yeah, i got worried, and i figured i'd come over and keep an eye on you. "

" you texted me a long and incoherent text that held about 90% of the emoji list and about four different languages. figured it wouldn't hurt to drop by and see how you were doing. "

" how long have you been sick for? and don't lie. "

" you look like hell. "

" i brought you some soup; let me heat some up for you? "

" okay. it's time you went to the hospital. "

" hey… hello there, sleeping beauty. you gave me a bit of a scare yesterday. how are you feeling? "

" i swear, if you even think of getting out of that bed… "

" you know when i said to call if it's an emergency? a fever is most DEFINITELY considered an emergency! "

" if you think you're going to work like this, you better think again. "

" don't worry. my family swears by this remedy; just let it work its magic and you'll feel good as new in no time. "

" I don't care about getting sick. i'm not leaving you until you're back to full health. "

" you didn't stop to think that this might happen when you're burning the candle at both ends? "

" yeah, I can play the role of nurse AND say "I told you so" at the same time, actually. "

" you better drink every last drop of this tea, no matter how disgusting it is. "

" i told my boss it was an emergency so they've given me a full week to look after you. "

" quit being so stubborn and get into BED! "

" what part of doctor's orders hasn't sunk in yet? bed rest! for the WEEK! "

" right, where do you keep your saucepans? i'm going to make you my famous noodle soup. it's a cure-all, i'm telling you! "

" hey, unless you're going to the bathroom or the sofa, I don't want to see you out of that bed. got it? "

" when are you gonna start letting people look after you, huh? "

" i know, i know, i turned off all the lights once i figured you had the migraine. you want some tea? water? "

" don't be mad, but i saw your fridge, and... it frightened me. so i've taken you back to my place, and i'm gonna get deliveroo to bring some groceries to your place tomorrow. okay? "

" i know your appetite is a little off, so i ordered in a whole tonne of options. just try a little bit of something, please? for me? "

" i've brought half a pharmacy, enough movies and boardgames to last us a decade, and every single snack i could fit into the basket at the grocery store. so sit your butt down, eat your soup, and try and make the most of your bed rest for the next week, will you? "

ACTION PROMPTS ( SEND THE FULL LINE! and feel free to reverse if u wish! ):

[ TOUCH ]: sender gently rests a hand against the receiver's forehead to check their temperature.

[ DAMP ]: sender presses a cool cloth against the receiver's face, neck and forehead to try and lower their fever.

[ BLANKET ]: sender wraps another blanket around the receiver to try and stop them from shivering.

[ SPOON ]: sender gently coaxes spoons of soup into the receiver's mouth to build up their strength after an illness.

[ CARRY ]: sender, finding the receiver weakened/unconscious on the floor, immediately lifts them up and carries them back to bed.

[ AROUND ]: sender keeps a protective arm around the receiver to help them walk without the risk of stumbling or collapsing.

[ STAY ]: sender decides to stay by the receiver's bedside after learning that they're sick.

[ HAIR ]: sender smooths back the receiver's hair in a soothing gesture to try and help them go back to sleep.

[ TILT ]: sender tips a bottle of water up for the receiver to sip from.

[ HUM ]: sender hums/sings to soothe a sick receiver back to sleep.

[ BACK ]: sender gently rubs the receiver's back, either to soothe them or warm them while they're unwell.

[ SHARE ]: sender climbs into the receiver's sickbed with them, wrapping their arms around them to offer warmth and comfort.

[ SHOWER ]: sender, learning the receiver has a high fever, takes a cold shower with them in order to lower their temperature.

[ WAKEN ]: the receiver wakes up in bed, having been found unconscious by the sender and carried into the bed from the floor.

[ QUARANTINE ]: the sender and receiver, both being sick, decide to quarantine together and spend the recovery period with each other.

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Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops

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Its been so long I gotta give my blog a facelift. Also, while I was on the hunt in my followers list for people to boop, I noticed that a good handful of people I was mutuals with had gotten unfollowed while I've been hidden away in a cave.

So I'll be fixing all that too.

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"Wings?" Other than parroting him, she was speechless. Astonished, her head lifted from the pillow she was hugging to her chest. The only information about fae having wings that had been available had been the word of mouth lore her mother and others in her small commune told her.

"Uhh, my mom said some of my kind can have them, but all of them live in the Vale. So, it seems I have a conversation with her in the near future–shit, ow, fuck, can we make this stop? What do we do?"

"Gnarly. I don't think I like the sound of that." It was getting worse. At first it was a steady, but it to quickly become more extreme. Rose pressed her face into the pillow, hoping they could do something soon to make it stop.

"What's happening back there? Fuck, this blows." She spoke quickly, her head turned to speak. A scream was trapped in her chest, and she did her damndest not to let it out. Other than some of the experiences that occurred during her training as she grew up, this had to be one of the worse agonizing moments she'd lived through.

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So this is sort of what Rose 2.0 looks like

I did my best with digital art in photoshop. It took me a couple days because I'm not super familiar with photoshop. But here we go. I think the image resolution is being killed by tumblr but you get the idea lmao.

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"Gnarly. I don't think I like the sound of that." It was getting worse. At first it was a steady, but it to quickly become more extreme. Rose pressed her face into the pillow, hoping they could do something soon to make it stop.

"What's happening back there? Fuck, this blows." She spoke quickly, her head turned to speak. A scream was trapped in her chest, and she did her damndest not to let it out. Other than some of the experiences that occurred during her training as she grew up, this had to be one of the worse agonizing moments she'd lived through.

"No itching. Stabbing and then just waves of pain. Do I need to take my shirt off? The stab happens around my mid and upper back." She explained best she could. The sensation was growing more and more intense, and she wasn't sure how long she could remain calm.

Rose adjusted her position to carefully life the back of her shirt, "oop, no, nope, yeah I'll need you to do that part. I don't know what is happening, and it's freaking me out." She resumed her previous position, hugging the pillow to her chest.

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"No itching. Stabbing and then just waves of pain. Do I need to take my shirt off? The stab happens around my mid and upper back." She explained best she could. The sensation was growing more and more intense, and she wasn't sure how long she could remain calm.

Rose adjusted her position to carefully life the back of her shirt, "oop, no, nope, yeah I'll need you to do that part. I don't know what is happening, and it's freaking me out." She resumed her previous position, hugging the pillow to her chest.

"Sure," She said, carefully sitting with her legs crossed, leaning forward slightly to rest against the round arm of the couch. There wasn't a position that was painless, but some were slightly less agonizing. "Uh, well my back started to hurt, but I thought it was normal for a while, then ignored it, but that isn't an option anymore."

Rose still tried to contain herself the best she could; she didn't want to let on just how much she wanted to scream every curse in every language she knew until she ran out and had to come up with more herself. A small throw pillow was clutched to her chest, and her hands clenched the edge of the pillow with all of her strength. "I don't know what is causing it, but it hurts."

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"Sure," She said, carefully sitting with her legs crossed, leaning forward slightly to rest against the round arm of the couch. There wasn't a position that was painless, but some were slightly less agonizing. "Uh, well my back started to hurt, but I thought it was normal for a while, then ignored it, but that isn't an option anymore."

Rose still tried to contain herself the best she could; she didn't want to let on just how much she wanted to scream every curse in every language she knew until she ran out and had to come up with more herself. A small throw pillow was clutched to her chest, and her hands clenched the edge of the pillow with all of her strength. "I don't know what is causing it, but it hurts."

"Yes. Sorry for briefly disappearing and inviting you over with an SOS text. Things have been weird." She said as she led him inside. A particularly agonizing stabbing from her back brought a wave of nausea with it. Leaning against the couch for support, she prepared to breach the subject of whatever was happening to her.

"So, small favor...could you see what the hell is going on with my back?"