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cowxhops  asked:

I already love your blog so much I can't wait to see what you do in the future!! If it isn't too much trouble could you do ♡ and ✿ in the headcannon meme for lance? Thank you ❤️️❤️️

I’m sorry, I’m not comfortable writing sexual headcanons, but I hope these ones are enough! And thank you very much for your support, I appreciate it a lot ^_^


Lance’s Romantic Headcanons ♡

- Lance would absolutely be the one to make the first move. He’d be hitting on you at any given opportunity, flashing you his Signature Smile™ coupled with a heavy dosage of finger guns.

- If you were to reciprocate, though? He’s a blushing mess. Of course he didn’t plan that far ahead! You’d probably have to be the one asking him out, as he’s not quite sure how to go about that.

- Your first date would involve a lot of him trying to prove himself to you, showing you what an amazing pilot he is, discreetly flexing his “guns”, attempting as many sweet ninja moves as possible. With a little reassurance from you that the genuine Lance is the Lance you’re interested in, he’d relax a little and let himself have a good time.

- Once the two of you were engaged in a steady relationship, Lance would be very affectionate, often showing you off to his friends. His pride for you would be sometimes overwhelming to him, and he’d release these pent up emotions through multitudes of sloppy kisses and rib crushing hugs over the course of the day.

anonymous asked:

Now that's funny, I don't even follow your dumbass third rate "roleplay" blog. I couldn't care less whatever you may claim to have, but you should probably double up on dosage honey; you seem so reliant on that "iM So wILd aND eDgY gUyS, lOoK aT tHIs 'cOSpLaY' i DiD" with pity reblogs looking like downie. Fuck You ❤

Ah. Well hello again my little hateful nonny friend. For someone who doesnt follow my ‘third rate blog’ you do seem to stop by quite a bit. As for my cosplay. I post it on request 😁 and I have quite a few requests for my various cosplays.

As for your continuing commentary on my fun. I would like to refer you over to a few followers of mine.

@bridgetrolls @auntiemama1 @ashmuck @whyarentyoulaughingj @frosty-rp and @random-gallifreyan-rp all might have a few things to say to you. So have fun with that. Bye bye 😁😁😁

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rosemary more like rosemarries am i right??? am i ri

(also i take commissions jsyk)

I was very very nervous about announcing the show’s hiatus, but everyone has been lovely about it, across the board–Procyoners, actors, and listeners. 

Here’s the thing: we will not have an episode for you by May 11th, as I previously said. In fact, right now, I don’t know when we will put out Episode 6.

I’d hoped that without the stress of a production schedule, I’d be able to return to my usual writing pace, but that was always only half of the problem. My depression has been getting steadily worse for a while, and the sad truth I’ve had to face over the past couple of weeks is that I’m just not in a position to produce creative work right now–certainly not creative work that I like. I’ve been depressed before–I’ve been in therapy for three years, and off and on before that–but being too depressed to write is a first for me, and a pretty damn scary one. 

Tomorrow I meet with a psychiatrist to try to get on medication. I’d be lying if I said there wasn’t part of my brain hoping I will take one pill and be able to jump right back into the game good as new. But for every success story out there, there’s a story about months and months of experimentation with different medicines and dosages before any positive effects are seen, so who knows?

Please understand: I take this show very seriously. The main reason I’ve decided to try medication is because not being able to work on the show is nigh unbearable to me. But I can’t commit to a timeline right now. I don’t want to propose another date and then not be able to meet it. I already feel like I’ve broken a promise to you all; I don’t want to do it again.

I’m currently behind on Patreon donor rewards. I’m very, very sorry. Getting caught up on rewards right now is my first priority, since you’ve already been charged for them, and I swear I will do these things as soon as my brain is capable of it. If you really want a refund for the rewards I haven’t gotten to yet, message me on Patreon and I will Paypal your money back to you. 

In all honesty, this is kind of humiliating for me. But I worry that if I don’t explain where I’m coming from, it will seem like I don’t care, or that this has all been an elaborate con job or something. Also, mental health problems are a lot more common than most people realize, so let me take this opportunity to say: if anyone out there feels really really bad but is constantly asking themselves ‘yeah but is this actual depression or am I simply a terrible, broken person?please know that is an extremely common symptom of depression and it’s probably worth at least checking out!

I’ll be at it again when i can. Nobody out there wants Episode 6 to be ready more than I do.

Thanks so much for your understanding.

Love, Jess

Watering the plants

Part2:
Tension had be high ever since Pidge’s headphones were broken and no one owned up to it.
Everyone was in a bad mood, not talking or trusting each other.
Allura saw only one solution.
To abandon the Paladins on a forest planet without their armour or bayards with only emergency supplies.

“Well this sucks” Lance moaned looking through the bag of supplies finding only one large blanket between the five of them and only enough food to last two days if they rationed.
“It could be worse, at least the planet doesn’t seem hostile.” Shiro shrugged from where him and Pidge were building a makeshift shelter.
“I only hope they remembered to pack my meds.” Lance sighed continuing his rooting.
All the others stopped in their tasks.
It had been a couple weeks since the garden incident and everyone had been tip toeing around the subject of Lance and his episodes.
Well everyone but Hunk “don’t worry Buddy I got them here.” He produced the full orange plastic container from his pocket and gave it a little shake causing the pills to rattle around.
“Thanks Hunk.” Lance sighed standing up and joining him building a fire.

By time night fell Keith had returned from hunting with a few alien rabbits that Hunk cooked while everyone else sat round the fire.
“You know for a survival bonding trip, this is actually kinda nice.” Lance sighed leaning back against a tree while the others nodded in agreement.
For a moment everything was peaceful.
Then that moment passed and the ground collapsed beneath them.

The sudden earthquake had caused the thin piece of rock they had set up camp on to fall into a cave network.
Lance sat up rubbing his head as he looked around the dark cavern he had fallen into.
His arm hurt but didn’t feel broken so that was good.
The problem was he couldn’t see any of the others.
“Hello?”
His voice echoed throughout the empty space.
“Guys? Hunk? Shiro? Pidge?… Keith?”
Nothing no reply.
Lance stretched his hands out in front of him hitting the cold stone wall.
He was trapped in a small cavern only about a arms width in diameter. He felt around and found what could be the bottom of a ledge but was just out of his reach.
Lance sighed, didn’t look like he was getting out of here anytime soon.
He slid down to the wet floor drawing his knees close to his chest as he waited and listened.
At some point he must of fallen asleep because when he woke he heard someone yelling.
“Hello?” Lance called.
“Lance?” The voice replied.
A head suddenly appeared over the ledge holding a small light.
Lance realised it was Keith.
“Holy quiznark, I’ve never been so glad to see you Mullet.”
“Likewise.” He smirked offering down a hand to pull him up.
Lance tried to lift his hand high enough but a jolt of pain reminded him of his injured arm.
Keith noticed the look of pain and lowered his light slightly to see the blood stained limb.
“Fuck”
“Language” Lance chuckled.
“I don’t know how I’m going to get you out of there…” Keith sighed. “Guess we just have to hope one of the others gets out and calls Allura.”
“Don’t worry I’m sure Pidge has gotten out by now. That little gremlin practically lives in the vents so I’m sure a little underground cave system is nothing.” Lance chuckled glad to see a small smile forcing its way onto Keith’s face.
A small beeping noise came from Lance’s watch causing the blue paladin to pale. “I don’t suppose you found my meds after you fell… did you?”
Keith’s eyes widened “shit Lance… what do I do? How do I keep you here I-”
“Keith buddy calm down. Missing a dosage just makes it more likely something will happen. It’s not a definite. And if you keep talking to me it may work out fine.”
Keith seemed to calm down slightly at this but still seemed consumed by worry, not able to forget the sight of Lance standing over the plants bleeding from cuts in his wrists.
“Ok…ok, so what do you want to talk about?” Keith asked taking a shaky breath.
Lance shrugged in response causing Keith to groan in frustration.
“Ok what about the ocean? Your always talking how much you miss it.”
A fond look came across Lance’s face “I really do. I miss swimming against the current and the feeling of wet sand beneath my feet. I miss collecting sea glass and shell with my little brother and sister.”
Lance rambled on about the ocean for about 20 minutes before Keith noticed Lance had the same far away look he had last time he had slipped away.
“L-Lance? You still with me?”
“Mmhm” Lance hummed his expression suddenly turning to panic. “Keith! The water its rising! Get me out!” He yelled frantically clawing at the walls.
“Lance you need to calm down there’s no water.” Keith tried to explain.
“No there is! Its getting higher! Please pull me up! I don’t want to drown!” He yelled scrapping his finger nails so hard against the rock that one came off and the others were split and bleeding.
Keith knew this was bad. Lance could seriously hurt himself if this kept up. His thoughts turned to Hunk explaining that the best way to deal with situation was to try and calm Lance down and talk him out of what he’s doing.
Keith tried to swallow the lump in his throat. “Lance..erm you can swim remember. You just need to swim up with the water.”
Lance seemed to calm down slightly as he began to move his arms in what would a comical fashion if not for the circumstances. “Good buddy j-just concentrate on treading water and you’ll be just fine.”
“Lance? Keith?”
Shiro’s voice called from above as he scaled down the rock on a line.
“Here Shiro!” Keith called back.
Shiro landed next to him. “You ok? Where’s Lance?” He asked before following where Keith gestured to see Lance frantically moving his arms with tears falling down his face.
Shiro cursed softly under his breath. “I knew coming here was a bad idea.”
He dropped a line down to Lance and after a bit of coaxing was able to get him to the surface.
He was sedated and placed into the pods for an hour to heal the damage done to his hands. When he came out and saw all the worried faces of his friends Lance broke down sobbing.
“It happened again! I’m sorry I’m so sorry I’m such a useless paladin.”
“You have nothing to apologise for Lance. This is my fault for sending you all on this bonding exercise. I never dreamed the planet would be unstable.” Allura said as she wrapped him up in a hug.
Hunk stepped forward joining the hug"it’s not your fault princess it’s mine.“ He added guiltily “I had his meds, if I had just given them to him before the earthquake then it wouldn’t of happened.
"I should of gotten out and called for help quicker instead of waisting time looking for everyone.” Pidge mumbled throwing her arms around Lance’s torso.
“I’m the leader, looking after my team is responsibility, I’m so so sorry Lance.” Shiro placed a hand on Lance’s shoulder.
“No… its my fault I couldn’t keep you here, I let slip off.” Keith grumbled too awkward to join the hug.
After a few moment Lance looked up “let’s just move on ok? No point in feeling guilty…”

After that it was decided that every paladin would carry a small bottle of Lance’s medication on them when they went out on missions just in case.
Lance pretended it didn’t bother him, but it felt like with his team constantly monitoring him they were just admitting to something Lance had known since day one.
That he was the weakest link.

——————————————part 1: https://langsty-mc-langstface.tumblr.com/post/159802129425/watering-the-plants

anonymous asked:

Solangelo prompt!! Will's siblings have to use something on Nico in the infirmary when Will's not there and it makes him really delirious and honest- and he accidentally escapes and totally embarrasses will at dinner by declaring his love/kissing him senseless. People have to drag him out of his cabin the next day bc he's so embarrassed lmao

Will only left to grab a plate of dinner. He hadn’t eaten since lunch as a new batch of campers arrived with monsters on their tail. And then Nico, of course, had to go and get himself hurt retrieving two little boys on the edge of camp.

That’s not fair though. Nico being selfless and protective and ridiculously badass is what makes him Nico and Will loves him for it. 

Speaking of Nico, there he is now, coming at him at—full speed?

“Will! Wiiiiillll!” Nico doesn’t stop until he’s launched himself at Will, forcing Will to put his plate down on the nearest flat surface to catch the shorter boy. “Will, there you are!”

“Here I am,” Will agrees, arms wrapped around Nico’s waist reflexively so they don’t fall flat on their backs. “What happened? Do they need me in the infirmary? Why are you out of the infirmary, you’re supposed to be resting—”

“Will Solace,” Nico says suddenly. He pulls back, and Will blinks at the serious face that greets him. “Will Solace, I have something to tell you.”

“Uh, okay?”

Nico leans in closer, until Will can see the silver flecks in Nico’s dark eyes. He’s only noticed them recently, and it’s pretty darn captivating. “Will Solace,” Nico whispers, and Will is suddenly aware of the many, many eyes on the both of them holding each other in the middle of the dining pavilion.

“Nico, maybe we should—”

“Shhh,” Nico insists, and his head comes a little too close, knocking against Will’s nose. He doesn’t break his stare. “Will Solace,” he repeats again, and Will’s body betrays him with a tiny shiver at how easily his name rolls off Nico’s lips. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I love you a lot, Will Solace. Do you know that? I need you to know that.”

Will’s sure his entire face is red by now, and the murmurs and cooing that breaks out around them isn’t helping. Nico’s still saying his name in that dizzying way, and Will can only glare in the direction of the infirmary. He can see Kayla running towards them. 

“Too high a dosage,” he tells her, and she offers him a smile that looks more like a grimace.

(The next morning, when the side effects wore off, Will had to enlist the help of Jason to drag Nico from where he’s hiding under his bed, muttering about shadow-travelling to Antarctica and never coming back.)

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Characters: Sam x Reader, little bit of Dean

Words: 1387

Summary: The reader is sick, and Sam takes care of her. But as the reader get better. Sam and the reader start flirting more. Will anything come from it?

Warnings: implied smut, self doubt, cold

Italics are texts

This came to me when I was recovering from my second cold in a month. So enjoy the fluff!

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Meds n Stuff

first of all, everyone responds to meds differently so this is just my experience with these medications, but I thought it may be helpful.

Zyprexa- worked very well for my hallucinations and mood stability, however I gained over 50 pounds while on it without changing my eating routine.

Prozac- my best buddy. sometimes makes me a bit manic if the dosage is too high, but overall has “cured” my OCD symptoms and helps with anxiety a ton.

Latuda- I was only on it for about a week and a half and I was constantly throwing up and felt even more depressed than before.

Klonopin- mildly helps with anxiety and sleep but I have such a high tolerance to the stuff that I’d only really notice a difference if you didn’t give it to me.

Xanax- similar to Klonopin, much faster acting, but less long lasting.

Abilify- I know a lot of people hate it, but for me it works to a degree and I’m on the maximum dosage. It doesn’t stop all of my hallucinations, but it’s so much less severe than before that I’d say t’s doing a good job. As for mood stability, I can’t say it does much for that.

Restoril- good for sleep and panic attacks.

Minipress- amazing for nightmares (especially trauma related), if you have nightmares please tell your psych and ask for minipress. Only downside is it lowers your blood pressure so it makes you kinda dizzy, but ideally you’ll be asleep during this time so that doesn’t really matter.

Lithium- I have a love/hate relationship with lithium. It sure as hell stabilized my mood, but at what cost? I was flat and emotionless and just wanted to feel something. That was why I stopped taking it. 

I hope that helped somebody, please discuss your experiences with these and other medications that I didn’t mention! 

[EDIT] as requested, my diagnosis is schizoaffective bipolar type, borderline personality disorder, OCD, PTSD, and other various anxiety disorders.

100 Reasons Why - 08

BTS 방탄소년단 - Soulmate!AU

Warnings -  polyamorous relationships, swearing, smut

Summary - Love is a powerful thing. Let it settle under your skin and in your bones. Let it live, let it breathe. Do not beat it down and know that your love doesn’t reach one person, but everyone around you.

Glossary - 01. 02. 03. 04. 05. 06. 07. 08


Take a deep breath.” The doctor instructs, his cold stethoscope digging into your ribcage. You breathe in, glancing between three nervous faces. You let it out, smiling weakly. No one says anything.

The doctor clears his throat. “You said she couldn’t breathe?” He stares Taehyung down critically. He doesn’t seem to believe anything your partners have said so far, taking everything with a grain of salt. He doesn’t believe that all three of them “belong” to you (as he put it).

“We were just at the library and suddenly I heard someone screaming. When I tried to calm her down, she screamed even louder and then stopped breathing completely.” Taehyung recalls shakily, brows furrowed in deep thought.

“And here we are.” The doctor turns to you. He still thinks all of you are lying, evident in his analytical way of looking over you and the cryptic way he words his sentences. “There’s no problem as far as I can see, most likely just a minor panic attack. Any previous ones?” You shake your head. “Anything that might have set something off?” You shake your head once more. He looks even more skeptical, clapping his hands together in an almost sarcastic manner. “Well, to stay on the safe side, I’m going to prescribe a low dosage of antidepressants and Benzodiazepines. I’m also going to give you the number to the therapist at this hospital who you can talk to bout your problems.”

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I need to stop making au's

but like imagine,,,, lance has magic and can do all this crazy stuff but is too afraid to use it because he killed his brother in the past,,,, but he learns to use it in small dosages to help the team with little things like making food appear near pidge when they forget to eat or creating soft music to help shiro sleep,,,,, and he starts to train again with his magic,,,,,,, but like one day they have a run in with a druid and they mess him up and he can’t control his power that well anymore so all his progress he’s made starts to crumble and he locks himself in the blue lion to isolate himself,,,,, and the team is so confused even allura because they notice anything wrong after the druid encounter so they go to blue’s hangar to find it a mess, there’s ice and vines crawling up the walls and storms popping up everything,,,, but the main problem is that they can’t even get into the room because of blue’s barrier,,,, so the team thinks there’s an intruder and start to freak out because lance is in there until one of them tries to get blue to open up and they just get this flash of an image of lance in the cockpit and pass out after telling the team,,,, leaving them confused and a little scared as to how lance did all of this

ptw30  asked:

Hihi! You mentioned on AO3 you have no prompts for Ulaz and Shiro right now, so...if you're still taking prompts, would you mind writing one about Ulaz and Shiro - maybe at the Blade headquarters? Thanks!

Ohhhh I do not mind. I do not mind at all.

Technically they aren’t at the Blade headquarters here, but. Um. I’m not sorry. 

:D

Kolivan is not pleased when Ulaz calls him from halfway across the galaxy.

“There were no other options,” Ulaz repeats, for the third time. Kolivan stares back at him from the communication screen, silent and impassive. His mask is down, but it’s no improvement: Kolivan’s face is nearly as stoic and unreadable as if he had the mask up.

Nearly. Ulaz isn’t fooled. The tick in the corner of Kolivan’s eye and the small flare of his nostrils give him away.

“Be that as it may,” Kolivan says. His tone speaks volumes, too: brusque, blunt, syllables sharper and harsher than usual. ‘Not pleased’ is an understatement. “I cannot permit you to come blindly back to headquarters after such a foolish sacrifice.”

“My actions were not foolish,” Ulaz insists, defensive and heated. The comm unit in the stolen Galra ship is small, made smaller by the tracking devices Ulaz ripped out and dismantled with his bare hands. The ship was intended for short journeys; it was never meant to make the long trek Ulaz faces now. “Against your timing, perhaps, but not foolish. Thace is still on board. He will remain as informant for as long as physically and feasibly possible.”

“The choice was not yours to make.”

“And yet I have made it.”

“At what cost?” Kolivan asks. The comm image blurs for a tick before it steadies, stable. “Your plan has failed. This was your alternative?”

Ulaz casts a glance over his shoulder. Shiro’s asleep, propped up against the far wall - ‘far’ is a generous statement. This ship is too small. Shiro’s tucked his back into a corner, his arm cradled to his chest. He’s sleeping off the drug and what Ulaz is fairly certain is a concussion.

“No,” Ulaz admits, quietly, “This was not part of my plan.”

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