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“They bought it?” Lyman asked as Jon hung up the phone.
“I got the contract,” Jon confirmed, dazed. “I’m — I’m syndicated.”
“You did it, man!” Lyman said, clapping him on the back. Odie barked.
“They’re already thinking about merchandising deals,” Jon continued, staring into space.
“I told you things were going to turn around for you,” Lyman said with a nod. Odie continued barking, making it clear that he was not just trying to be supportive. “Hey, look, I’ve gotta take the dog for a walk. If the alarm goes off while I’m gone, can you take dinner out of the oven?”
“Yeah,” Jon said, with no real conception of what he was agreeing to. He still had not yet finished processing that phone call, the idea that he was going to be paid, consistently, that he was a working cartoonist, that his comics would be in papers. Merchandising deals. Merchandising.
It was not until he heard the door that Jon realized he was alone in the apartment.
Just him, and Garfield.
From the corner, it growled.
Jon’s heart spasmed; he hadn’t realized it was in the same room. “H—hey,” he said. It would have been a dumb thing to say if it was a normal cat. It was a dumber thing to say under the circumstances. Its eyes glowed red in the shadows. “How are you?” he asked, then winced as the cat growled again. “Heard the good news?” he asked weakly.
MY END OF THE CONTRACT HAS BEEN FULFILLED
It rumbled through his brain like an earthquake, words without words. He covered his ears even though it wouldn’t help. “Yeah, thanks for—”
I WILL FEED
Jon’s heart spasmed again, overwhelmed with the sense of a hunger not his own. “Right, about that—”
YOU WILL FEED ME it said, words written in blood, thick and hot.
“—yes, I got that, I’m just not really sure what I’m supposed to—”
MEAT and the word throbbed, tore.
“Would chicken be okay?”
UNACCEPTABLE it said in broken bone and jellied marrow.
“I don’t want to stereotype you by assuming you want to eat my roommate—”
YES GIVE ME HIS HEART it said, pulsing, torn flesh.
The glowing eyes moved from the shadows, grew larger, taller. Hellfire, if fire could cast dark instead of light, orange and red, fire and blood. The indistinct shape that might have been a cat became an indistinct shape that might have been a man, large, always large. Jon shrank back as it stretched to fill the room, tried not to look directly at it. Hot breath and sharp teeth against his skin, even though it couldn’t have been, because he was still wearing his jacket.
There was a chiming sound.
WHAT WAS THAT
“Uh.” Jon swallowed, hard. “Dinner?”
“Yes,” Jon said, “but I don’t know if you can eat people food…”
Garfield sat in the middle of the floor, wide as it was tall. Its gaze was baleful.
“Right. You can eat whatever you want.” Slowly Jon inched around the cat to head toward the kitchen. “I don’t really know what it is, though. It might be… vegan.”
Garfield hissed, the sound of pain, and Jon fled toward the oven.
I SMELL MEAT
Jon stopped himself from telling the cat get off the counter. “I think it’s a casserole,” he said, removing the dish to set it on the stove. He gingerly removed the lid, his hands safely wrapped in oven mitts. “Oh. It’s lasagna.”
GIVE IT TO ME
“It has to cool,” Jon said. Garfield hissed again, and the sound turned Jon’s blood to fiberglass. He backed away, and the cat leapt bodily and entirely into the baked pasta. It did not seem bothered by the fact that the pasta sauce was still bubbling, and Jon tried not to look at the void of its mouth. A black hole rimmed with fangs, an absence of all light, drawing in all that it touched to disappear within.
WHAT IS THIS it asked, and a hellfire paw batted at a stretchy piece of mozzarella.
The cat-shaped thing nodded, still sitting in the dish of lasagna.
WE DO NOT HAVE THIS
“You don’t have cheese in hell?”
It nodded again.
“I guess that’s what makes it hell.” If Garfield appreciated this observation, it did not show it. It cracked open its maw again, more lasagna disappearing, and Jon looked away. “That lasagna was supposed to feed us for a week,” he sighed. “How much longer do I need to do this?” he asked.
UNTIL YOU ARE SATISFIED
“Until I’m satisfied?”
YOU MUST FEED ME TO SATISFY YOUR HUNGER
Realization dawned. “Wait, but — I thought this was a one-time thing.”
IT WAS NOT
“If you leave, I get fired?”
“So I might still be able to make it on my own.”
DO YOU BELIEVE YOUR SKILL IS ENOUGH TO BRING YOU ALL THAT YOU DESIRE
Jon thought of the portfolio sitting in his room, and sagged. “… no.”
It grew, limbs stretching, claws turning to fingers and then claws again. It sat on the counter like a solid mirage, licking red from its hands.
YOU WILL HAVE RICHES BEYOND YOUR WILDEST DREAMS it said in truffle oil and fur and gold. SO LONG AS I AM FED YOU WILL NEVER KNOW HUNGER
Syndication and merchandising deals and maybe someday a cartoon on television. His signature in every newspaper in every house in the country. In the world, even. He raked his fingers through his curls and tried not to look at its claws.
“I guess I’m stuck with you, then,” Jon said.
It didn’t slide off the counter the way a man would, shifted off like drifting smoke or licking flames, stood and was no shorter. Tall and broad and solid, a weight to its presence as it moved closer. Jon shrank back again as it loomed, and this show of submission seemed to please it. Hot breath and sharp teeth against his skin again, and he shivered.
Concept: Mickey and Emil have been friends basically since they both began skating. They’re really close, and when I say close I mean HELLA. Sleepovers, friendship bracelet exchange when they were 12 (Emil still wears his outside of skating, and while Mickey will never admit it he still keeps his in his wallet of all places), the whole deal. Sara is also part of their friend group, but she’s definitely not as close to Emil as Mickey is.
And then puberty hits and Mickey suddenly becomes very aware of Emil and his closeness to Sara. In reality, nothing’s really changed, but he’s begun to get a weird tight feeling in his chest whenever he sees Emil smiling and laughing with Sara. He begins to be a lot more protective over Sara because that’s what it’s gotta be, right? Sara is getting prettier each year, and as her big brother he has a responsibility to keep men from taking advantage of her. Even if it’s Emil, who he’s known for years. Anyways, there’s nothing else this feeling can be, right? Right. Nothing more than protectiveness.
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Warning: sex, smexy time, language
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imagines omg I love your writing so I needed to ask u for this! U two are
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u and it gets very very heated. If u don’t do smut then u can do fluff thank u!
The velvet dusk fell upon them in their wake. Florid complexions were akin to the summer sky that was unfurling in saturated hues, easing them into a mood of contemplation as they reflected on what to do. The fervent sun, a blooming magnolia was bleeding into the horizon and Kyungsoo felt the air on his skin become thinner as the evening breeze crept under the hem of their practise clothes with vigour. The wind danced through their hair like the blood coursing through their veins, brushing through their scalps like a gentle hand taking over the reins as rehearsal came to a sudden halt. Adrenaline intoxicated the fatigue within their limbs and Baekhyun yowled as he sprinted across the stage with arms outstretched like a flying squirrel. Chanyeol hollered, twisting open the cap of a bottle and pouring its contents onto his giant stature in swagger. The water descended upon his bare skin in rivulets with the sheen of sweat on his chest and with no doubt alluring their fans’ hearts into a spasm of zest.
Seizing upon the momentary absence, an oblivious Kyungsoo parted his lips for a wisp of sudden air as a pair of large hands took a narrowing grip of his wide hips. The pair of hands trailed up the curves of his lover’s body in a chase and covered the elder’s eyes in surprise. A nose dug its way through the tufts of Kyungsoo’s hair, along the mahogany locks freshly dyed and Jongin hummed audibly before planting a warm, tender kiss upon the crown of his lover’s head. Even after six years, Kyungsoo never failed to be surprised whenever Jongin crept up on him and cheekily covered his eyes like he did now.
Jongin’s shadow towered over his lover’s petite stature. The younger’s chin gently rested on the top of Kyungsoo’s head and he was able to count his lover’s fluttering lashes overhead from the bird’s eye view he was granted. Jongin’s sturdy chest was rising and falling against Kyungsoo’s back as he attempted to catch his breath. The sharp execution of the younger’s body for their new choreography was not missed by Kyungsoo’s wandering gaze, although it should have been focused as their comeback was only within a few days. Kyungsoo’s heart was beating within his chest, a rosy hue blossoming on the swells of his cheeks as Minseok tossed him a greasy wink in jest.
“Shining, shining,“ Jongin spoke in a gruff husky tenor against the shell of Kyungsoo’s ear, the richness of his voice causing the hair on the elder’s body to stand on end as it raised his heart rate in a way he couldn’t comprehend. It was the magic of his charming boyfriend, the rise of his voice falling into an intimate whisper, “Your beauty is always shining.”
Kyungsoo guffawed, the tips of his ears reddening despite of the incredulous expression his cherubic face was yielding. The smaller spun around in the circling of Jongin’s arms, teasing with the lilt of his voice and the sway of his hips, “Is that what you’re going to say to the fans?” In tempo with Kyungsoo’s sudden movement, Jongin’s hands swerved under the elder’s shirt and his palms mapped the dips and valleys of his lover’s body before pulling him closer. The contrast in their heights complemented the entanglement of their bodies as Kyungsoo hugged the younger’s bulky torso and Jongin soothingly combed the russet threads of Kyungsoo’s hair.
Kyungsoo relaxed within the other’s protective hold as Jongin rubbed at the elder’s ears like a kitten. Coercing the mewls that escaped the elder’s plush lips, the younger’s words flowed into his ears like a fine bottle of whiskey ricocheting against the glass within his grip as he whispered.
“No. But that’s what I’m going to say to you tonight.”
Aunt Scripty, can you tell me what kind of permanent/long-term heart damage could result from a heart attack or cardiac arrest caused by an overdose of cocaine? Anything that could impact his life even after years? (It's a drug addict's first try of coke & a relatively small amount if that makes any difference?) Thank you!
So first off: cocaine is terrible for hearts in the long term, especially if it’s smoked and especially if it’s combined with alcohol (because alcohol + cocaine = cocaethylene, which has a far longer half-life in the bloodstream than either of the two base products. This is what we call a synergistic effect.)
Now, that said, it’s extremely unlikely for someone to have a heart attack from a single hit of coke. They can have what’s called Prinzmetal’s angina, where the arteries that feed the heart basically spasm, but for a true heart attack to occur, it’s much more likely that there’s some underlying cardiac issue, such as heart disease or a tendency to arrythmias like SVT.
Basically, your character has to have some underlying heart problem for this to be an issue. This is especially true if your character uses “a very small amount” of Columbian marching powder.
Cocaine will do horrendous things to the heart over the long term (with chronic use), but aside from chest pain from too much of it, in the short term effects aren’t likely to be life-threatening.
That being said: DON’T DO DRUGS. The drug landscape is scarier than ever, and you don’t actually know what you’re getting.
“Would you have more than this?”
“Yes, please. Try.”
His fingertips unerringly found their own faded gray fingerprints, left on my flesh so many years ago. His touch was gentle, but the sensation was an arrow in my heart. I physically spasmed, a speared fish, and then froze. The Fool ran through my veins, hot as liquor, cold as ice. For a flashing instant, we shared physical awareness. The intensity of it went beyond any joining I’d ever experienced. It was more intimate than a kiss and deeper than a knife thrust, beyond a Skill-link and beyond sexual coupling, even beyond my Wit-bond with Nighteyes. It was not a sharing, it was a becoming. Neither pain nor pleasure could encompass it. Worse, I felt myself turning and opening to it, as if it were a lover’s mouth upon mine, yet I did not know if I would devour or be devoured.
And I set no limits on that love.
“It’s too much,” I said brokenly, “No one can give that much. No one.”
[…]“It was too intense. We formed a Skill-link that was so complete, I couldn’t find myself. As if we’d become one being.” I called it the Skill and yet I was not sure if that was a proper name for it. As well call a spark the sun. “It scared me. So I broke free of it. I wasn’t expecting anything like that.” And those words were spoken as much to the Fool as to the others. I saw him hear them, but I think he took a different message from them than what I had intended.
“And it affected you not at all?” Chade demanded of him.
“It affected me,” the Fool said quietly. “But in a different way.” He met my eyes and said, “It didn’t frighten me.”
**Hello my lovelies! Here is the real beginning of the story, the prequel isn’t necessary but if you’d like to read it you can find it here **
focus on the loud music blasting from my headphones as my feet pound against
the dirt trail. I don’t know how long I’ve been running for, I didn’t really
have a distance in mind when I set out, I just needed to get out and find a
release for the intense agitation that’s been swirling inside of me all day.
My thoughts get away from me and
start to drift to him and I grit my
teeth. He’s always there, every time I turn around. Smirking at me like he
knows something, like he can see right through me. I clench my fists and run a
little harder. As if that wasn’t unnerving enough his constant flirting and
touches don’t make it any better. Even though I refuse to acknowledge him, a
shiver goes through me every time his hand brushes against me- intentionally or
not. It’s like there’s something inside of me calling to him, something I’ve
been trying so hard to keep buried within me.
I slow down, changing my pace to a
slow jog as I turn my music down to slightly so that I can hear my breathing
over it. I try to focus on my breathing, at evening out the pants of air that
are shoving its way out of my airways. There’s a crack behind me followed by
the snapping sound of a few branches breaking and I feel my heart spasm in
panic as I pick up my pace again, not even daring to look back. I let my ear
buds drop out of my ears so that I can hear whatever is coming up behind me and
I try to remain calm when I realize it sounds like it’s gaining on me.
I begin sprinting, silently berating
myself for going so far out into the woods in a town that I know has an absurd
amount of vicious supernaturals drawn to it constantly. An arm snakes around my
waist and I shriek as I lose my balance; sending both my pursuer and I
stumbling down the hill through the dead leaves and dirt. I land on my back,
the force knocking the wind out of me and I lay there gasping for breath.
DO NOT PASS THIS INFORMATION - ADVICED BY METH USERS
The information provided will help you remain healthier and your body will thank you for it.
Some people want meds to take the unpleasantness away after using methamphetamines. Others want to take “something” to keep from getting the same reactions before using meth. The wiser will be the second group. For those of you who know little or nothing about the upkeep of your body and what meth is doing to it: There is NO magic pill.
Obviously, we can’t cover every condition or medical problem associated with using meth, but we can give you an essential guide to using the basics of vitamins, minerals and even herbal supplements that can be used preventatively, during and after use.
We won’t discuss any chemicals that may be found in other sections of Drugs-Forum dealing with bringing down the high, forcing sleep or in any way induces the body to react in a manner you might like it to. We are not polyusers and don’t subscribe to it. Combining uppers with uppers, or uppers with downers can become quite dangerous—and that is not Harm Reduction.
The use of meth causes a rapid chemical change in the mind and body, and the body reacts to it as a toxin, which it is. Our idea is to reduce the damage caused.
Preparation for a meth session is extremely important. If the body is not ready for this onslaught, the damage comes on faster and with more force. Two things we might not find in the medicine cabinet, but more likely the refrigerator, are the essentials you need, in liquid and solid form.
Keeping the body hydrated is the #1 rule. What does this mean? Simply making sure we have consumed enough water and metabolites, and continue to do so, while meth does its thing. Water is the base liquid, but the addition of metabolites such as potassium and sodium, are critical to maintain your body’s fluid, regulate blood pressure and heart function. Sports drinks are recommended by many.
Once meth enters the body, it’s a fight for survival and blood is routed to the organs that cleanse the body. The blood has to be moving fast—free-flowing—and that means it’s not sticky and dehydrated. Those organs need to remain healthy to do the job at hand and survive while doing it.
Eating. A nutritious diet of fresh fruits and vegetables, as well as high protein foods such as red meats will give your body the majority of vitamins and minerals you need to keep you healthy. Fatty foods such as French fries and deep-fried cheese sticks do not contain them.
Hydrating and Eating are your 2 top priorities, bar none.
Now, let’s go see what’s in the medicine cabinet. On the top shelf—the most important one–the first item is Multivitamins (and minerals). Do you really need them? Do you eat 3 nutritiously balanced meals a day along with drinking 3, 8-oz. glasses of homogenized milk, including a good workout regimen in the sun? Most people don’t, and that’s why you need a multivitamin.
Many meth users have asked what kind of a multivitamin they should take. If you research them on the internet, it seems the ratings on each chart are somewhat dependent on who is sponsoring the charts of the best. I’ve looked around, read reviews, and come up with two that actually rate somewhere better than the middle of the charts and aren’t that expensive. Just remember: take one per day, and only one.
For Men: Centrum Silver Men 50+. The experts say you should ignore the “men 50+,” because the combination is correct for any male. These multis don’t contain any iron and you already get enough from your food. Go to the Centrum Silver website and get a $3.00 off coupon for them!
For Women: One-A-Day Women’s contain the amount of iron needed for premenopausal women, in addition to the other essentials you should find in a multi. Go to the One-A-Day Women’s website and get a $1.00 off coupon!
While included in the multis, there is one other vitamin that needs to be increased in the meth users’ diet, as well as those who also smoke cigarettes. It is Vitamin D3. You need vitamin D3 to properly absorb calcium. Meth leaches the body of calcium and it’s vital you maintain blood calcium levels. You also need D3 to help your body continue to build strong and healthy bones all throughout your life. It also can reduce inflammation and hold your immune system in check. The most natural way the body gets Vitamin D3 is from the sun. Milk is also fortified with Vitamin D3. But since you didn’t drink your milk and didn’t go outside to exercise in the sun, you really need these. I take one 5,000I.U. soft gel every day.
The next bottle on the top shelf is Calcium, Magnesium & Zinc. Even though they are already included in your multi (but only at 25%-30% of daily recommended value for Calcium and Magnesium), the way meth uses these minerals up, you really need more. Calcium, of course, builds strong bones, but it also makes muscles move and contract, allows nerves to carry messages, keeps blood vessels throughout the body healthy, and helpsneurotransmitter release! If you know and love dopamine, then you know how really important this is. Unless you are on a heavy fig and rutabaga diet, then you need this supplement.
Magnesium is important for the functioning of your heart, muscles, kidneys, and balancing other nutrients such as calcium and potassium. It also improves blood pressure. Once you know what the deficiencies of magnesium cause, you will ask no more questions. They are: anxiety, weak bones, low energy, weakness, inability to sleep, PMS and hormonal imbalances, irritability, nervousness, headaches, abnormal heart rhythm, muscle tension, spasms, cramps, and fatigue. Now get this—one of the biggest complaints we have—TEETH CLENCHING, or Bruxism, is also a Magnesium deficiency. And it seems the magnesium does a better job resolving it when it has a fresh supply of calcium helping it.
Zinc helps you maintain a healthy immune system and fights infections. (Take note, IV users.) Zinc is necessary for the functioning of more than 300 different enzymes and plays a vital role in an enormous number of biological processes.
What a one-two-three knockout punch these guys have. And only two tablets a day will take care of all these things for just pennies.
Potassium Gluconate. I think I was taking these tablets before meth was invented. Potassium is an electrolyte (along with sodium), which is why I encourage people to use sports drinks, as they are included. The potassium helps regulate (lower) blood pressure and heart function. As you know, when using meth, your blood pressure skyrockets, so why not help curb the possibility of a stroke? As a matter of fact, there was a Harvard study that showed taking potassium supplements along with a diuretic (yeah, give me a couple of those potassiums with a cup of coffee), reduced the incidence of a stroke by 60%. Potassium is what makes our cardiovascular and nervous systems function. I’ve found it also works with magnesium to prevent cramping, and it aids during the recuperation part of your meth escapades.
The tablets contain 595mg of potassium, which is slightly more than the potassium found in a medium-sized banana. Take your pick. Have one of each. But be sure to double that number over the period of a day. Potassium doesn’t stay in the system for a long time. Oh, and one more very important thing: potassium is one of the prime movers, along with zinc, in elimination of wastes. That’s where all of those toxins the body is trying to get rid of are hanging out. And if they hang out inside of you too long, you become a recipient of toxic buildup—not a good thing.
Those, believe it or not, are your “prepping for meth use” essentials. Food, drink, and 4 bottles of vitamins and minerals. And when you look at it, and how complete it really is, it reminds me of prepping for the flu. You know the invader is coming, and you are prepared.
Before we have a look at the 2nd shelf, let me tell you that the supplements industry brings in over $60 billion a year. Once some people start taking them, it becomes almost an…addiction. “Horny Goat Weed sounds good. I think I’ll try that along with the Horsetail Shavegrass.” About $1,000 later and a cabinet full of supplements, these people realize all they are doing is taking supplements. They can’t even remember the last time they cooked a meal. So, let’s not get too carried away and fill the shelf too full.
Another point of view involves human nature. If we make a list of things to take every day that is too long, because of the hassle and time involved, a lot of people will fall out of the program. However, if we have simply the essentials that will do the job, the tablets or capsules can be assembled and swallowed in less than a minute.
My first two personal picks not only are helpful when using meth, but also fulfill a couple of other needs I have. The first is L-arginine. It’s a dietary supplement that produces Nitric Oxide (NO). Nitric Oxide should not be confused with Nitrous Oxide, the laughing gas. But it’s still a gas and what is does is enter the bloodstream and drop off these little bubbles on the insides of the vein walls, stretching them out, making them wider. My primary use is because I have a slight high blood pressure condition, and it allows the blood to flow smoother. But, if you’re a meth user, too, you might have figured out it works against vasoconstriction, or tightening of the veins. Many men cope with vasoconstriction when high. The more meth they use, the tighter the blood vessels, until no more blood can get through to make an erection. Relief is possible with just a couple of capsules a day, two times a day. Also, for IV users who have a difficult time finding veins, I have discovered that as the veins plump a little, they also become more visible in some areas.
The next supplement is HGH Dopa 400, also known as mucuna pruriens. I don’t bother with the HGH (human growth hormone) efficacy as it is small, even if true, but the plant material ground up and put in these capsules is full of L-dopa, a precursor to making dopamine. Now why would anyone want their brains to produce more dopamine? Besides the fact I’m getting a bit old and maybe the dopamine production isn’t as good as it used to be (normal), maybe I just don’t want to run out of dopamine when I’m high and want to stay that way.
The next couple of bottles contain supplements that are popular, and effective.
Omega-3 fatty acids. Omega-3s are not produced by the body and naturally are derived from eating fish. Research shows that omega-3 fatty acids reduce inflammation and may help lower risk of chronic diseases such as heart disease, cancer, and arthritis. Omega-3 fatty acids are highly concentrated in the brain and appear to be important for cognitive (brain memory and performance) and behavioral function. It may also assist in controlling high blood pressure and, in people with Bipolar disorder, reduce mood swings. Symptoms of omega-3 fatty acid deficiency include fatigue, poor memory, dry skin, heart problems, mood swings or depression, and poor circulation. Daily dosing should be based on the amount of EPA (180mg) and DHA (120mg) acids, not total amount of fish oil.
Coenzyme Q10, or CoQ10 vitamin supplement, is naturally made in the body, but sometimes (especially with aging) the necessary levels of this enzyme-protein that speeds up the rate at which chemical reactions take place in the body, drop to below what is considered normal. Its main function, however, is as an antioxidant. While many trials have been run, peer reviews have not been overwhelmingly positive, due to the lack of further studies. The antioxidant function of CoQ10 appears strongest in reducing neurological damage or decline, including that of dopamine neurotransmitters. My next door neighbor, who is 80, says this is the closest thing to a miracle drug. Do you want to live that long? My answer is that I take this stuff. Since it is fat-soluble, I take it at the same time as my Omega-3. Daily dosage is 200mg-600mg.
At this point in time, I am satisfied with the above list. The dietary regimen that we started off with, along with these vitamins, minerals and supplements, are really the glue that binds in keeping our bodies whole, especially for the meth user. They are also the most protective and restorative additions we can make without breaking the bank.
There are other supplements that seem to be common with meth users. Perhaps the most often mentioned is melatonin. This is a hormone that is found in all biological organisms, and as such, we know we produce it ourselves, in the pineal gland from the raw material Tryptophan. Melatonin regulates our internal clock and maintains the Circadian Rhythm of our body. But we know what happens when we start using meth. All of a sudden our internal clock is shattered and we are officially on “Meth Time.” Depending on usage patterns and amounts, we find one Meth Day can extend itself past 24, 36, 48 hours and even beyond. At some point, the user may decide to end this prolonged day and get some sleep. But the meth is still active and sleep is hard to arrive.
Melatonin turns off the meth clock and helps reset the body to the biological clock function. It also promotes sleep and affords the body a long restful period, where deep sleep begins and allows the body to start healing itself. Taking the recommended tablets returns the body to normal levels of Melatonin where sleep becomes automatic.
Melatonin is also used by some people along with benzodiazepines; however there is a possibility of creating a benzo dependency with long term use. (As mentioned earlier, I can’t talk about or recommend using uppers with uppers or uppers with downers as there sometimes are consequences that cannot be predicted.) There are also several other chemical interactions with a supplemental dose of melatonin which can reduce the efficacy of other medications you may be taking. It was for that reason, I decided not to use melatonin.
If we were to look at the lower level of the Meth Medicine Cabinet, we also might find other things that might be used. For instance, that bottle ofisopropyl alcohol, which is mostly used to sterilize any areas of the skin that might be met by an IV needle, a broken piece of a glass pipe or other minor cuts and scratches. A tube of Hydrocortisone 1% Cream used to treat itching and small burns, and a tube of Triple Antibiotic Ointment (Neosporin) to be applied on a damaged area to prevent infection are a couple of great first aid musts. Not to mention only accidents that happen when doing your drug, think of all of those times you’ve experienced spun out people pulling things apart, moving things around, falling on their butts and creating minor mayhem.
What’s this bottle? Viagra! For those men who have really serious consequences trying to get their manhood going while under siege from vasoconstriction, a half-tab of this stuff may do the trick. The caution is that it’s trying to relax those veins while the norepinephrine release is doing just the opposite. There’s a tug-o-war going on here that can stress the body, especially the heart.
Yohimbe 2000 is over there in the corner. It’s a natural stimulant, what I call “Poor Man’s Meth.” One of the better features of this herbal product is that it actually acts as a vasodilator, while still stimulating the body. Yohimbe has been known as an aphrodisiac for centuries, which most likely has been based on how it stimulates. Let’s say you are all out of your man-made stimulant but still feel ready to go that extra mile. Using one or two of these capsules may just let you make it to the finish line. But be careful, as there is a very thin line between being good and being bad. Too much of this stuff, and the nausea and other bad vibe reactions kick in, simply spoiling the moment.
Sitting up behind the Yohimbe bottle are a couple of sanitary wrapped prophylactics. They are there as a reminder that meth users, as a group, become a pretty high percentage of people who spread STDs, HIV/AIDS, and other infectious diseases along with assorted cooties, which are not the same as meth bugs.
Below the Meth Medicine Cabinet, there’s a basket full of goodies. Let’s investigate. I see a couple of toothbrushes, some toothpaste and dental floss. I think we’re onto something! Taking care of your teeth and mouth are extremely important, whether a meth user or not. But when meth gets ahold of your mouth, the damage can increase at the speed of light. Next to those items is a big bottle of ACT Restoring Mouthwash, great for restoring enamel and it helps mineral recrystallization on the teeth. Next to the ACT is a bottle of Biotene, a mouthwash specifically made for dry mouth. Meth dries out the mouth and gives you the common “Meth Mouth.” A dry mouth means bacteria can form, causing ulcerations—mouth sores. Biotene also comes in gel form, which is designed to keep your mouth from going dry for 6-8 hours. There’s also a salt shaker and an empty glass. Falling short of the commercial methods, you can always gargle with warm salt water to kill off the bacteria. Just do it more often.
Recommendations—Good and Bad
Here are a couple of items I have seen people recommend, but they come with some advisories. There are many of our multivitamins that are also sold individually as Super Paks or under other marketing names. Let’s take the Vitamin B Complex group as one such item. And I am sure they have some benefits that your multis don’t have. But the fact remains that they are already in your multis at 100% Recommended Values. Before proceeding to take the both, and therefore at least doubling recommended amounts, I would want to research them to see at what level they become toxic.
Here’s another that I see recommended from time-to-time, and for the life of me I can’t understand why, except whoever started this trend did not do their homework. L-tyrosine is abundant in our foods and we get more than enough of it without supplementation. But, it’s also known to convert to L-dopa. And that’s where the research must have ended. They didn’t read how it also produces a lot of norepinephrine, that Dark Knight of Vasoconstriction–that bugaboo of irony created when using meth. But there’s more. It just might be that adding the supplement puts you over the top and actually shuts down your production of dopamine. That’s what L-tyrosine can do in larger amounts.
Some people simply cannot eat when high, due to other conditions they may suffer, or their own body chemistry. There is an alternative in liquid form that you can use to replace the solid food. Many meth users prefer to use protein shakes, such as Ensure.
Before we end this, let’s talk about dosages. More people than I want to imagine must believe that if one tablet is good, two must be better. That is not the case. Even vitamins and minerals have toxic levels. Always read recommended dosages and warning labels on any vitamins, minerals, supplements, and medicines you may also be taking. As I had to remind a friend one time: taking too many vitamins is not going to get you high, but it might get you sick.
There’s still more room in the Meth Medicine Cabinet. Maybe you have something you’d like to recommend. If you have something neat you have discovered and use, then let us know. But just don’t name it. Tell us how it helps your body, if there are any contraindications, and if there are any downsides to using it. You should at least be able to explain this, since you are using them.
Could you say anything more about exactly HOW stressful this is on the body? Or just how risky it is? I thought I saw where someone (maybe you?) said they take it a half hour before using. Is that what you would do? Are there different milligrams of Viagra pills?
There are a lot of variables involved here: How much meth you have in your system, what your body chemistry is, what age you might be, what physical condition you are in, how badly the vasoconstriction affects you…
I suggested a ½ tab of Viagra to be on the safe side and see if it is enough to make a difference. There have been several remarks on the subject in various threads. Some men use a whole tab of Viagra, some use Cialis, and even without using meth, men who have ED need to do some experimentation to be comfortable with it. I believe there is only one dose amount.
The reason I mentioned taking the Viagra about ½ hour before using meth is to let it do its work, be ready to perform and also reduce the conflict between it reducing blood pressure and the meth increasing blood pressure. It’s easier on the heart. However, some people have reported taking a Viagra after the fact, when the meth has given them dope dick.
Love is terrifying as hell
It makes you question the things you were once sure of
It rattles deep in your bones and sets your heart ablaze
Lungs spasm in an attempt to catch up
It’s terrifying as hell
And it’s beautiful
if intense anxiety and relentless crying are side effects does that mean i'm always on fear gas?
That is a possibility….*adjusts glasses and looks over my medical research*
Side effects of Fear Toxin include:
false beliefs that cannot be changed by facts
fast, pounding, or irregular heartbeat or pulse
having extreme distrust of people
muscle spasm or jerking of all extremities
shortness of breath
seeing, hearing, or feeling things that are not there
weeping and/or sobbing uncontrollably
If you are suffering any of these side effects due to a recent “gassing” or injection of Fear Toxin by the Scarecrow, you should consult Doctor Jonathan Crane immediately. Symptoms should not last longer than three days or possibly your entire lifetime. Side effects may vary.
I woke up this morning and started writing this because I literally couldn’t keep it in my head any longer. It’s my take on what a Jamilton “Say No to This’ would be. Basically an AU where everything is exactly the same, but Alexander is also banging Tjeffs on the side.
Far warning - this fic will be angsty and Hammy is going to be pretty manipulative.
Also! It’s cannon time and from Jefferson’s pov so there are slight hints if internalized homophobia. Really it’s Jefferson come to terms with the fact that he’s bi. Nothing drastic or disgusting and really it’s only in this first little part. It’s incredibly mild because its not the main focus of the story and disappears after this opening part.
However, if you are very sensitive to this sort of thing please don’t feel you have to read, I would hate for this to hurt someone in anyway
Pairing: Dean x Reader Summary: On a hunt, Dean gets seriously injured. The reader has to help him get back to the hospital and, in his delirious state, he admits something. Prompt: The line “Family means nobody gets left behind” for @whispersandwhiskerburn‘s We’ve Got A Fic For That Challenge. Reader Gender: Female Word Count: 1,592 Tags: canon-level violence and gore, injured!Dean, a lil angst, a lil fluff A/N: Ayyyyeeeeee, here’s some injured!Dean for you
Dean gasped a little, clutching at
the monster’s arm and staring at a nonexistent spot in the distance. The monster was cruel and twisted the blade
lodged in Dean’s gut, wrenching out a small groan from the reeling man. Dean fumbled and tried to bat the monster’s
hands away but he was already weak and this did nothing.
Uhh, I had an eventful day. Not a good eventful day, though. I went to see Wonder Woman, finally, and around the end of the movie, my heart spasmed like crazy. Not the first time I’ve had heart problems, but they’re usually not this painful and debilitating. I got taken to the hospital and they did an ECG, and now they’ve put a Holter Monitor on and I’m required to wear it for 24 hours. I also found out I’ve had two family members die from heart attacks, which isn’t very reassuring… I really hope they don’t find anything.
What if our favorite vampires were fluffy little kitty-cats? Here are some headcanons I gathered up. Surely there are more, but I think this will suffice for now. Enjoy!
Always causes trouble, such as getting mud and litter all over the house and scratching the furniture to a bad state. Mischief is his middle name.
Is very persistent to gain attention. If one doesn’t provide him with it, he’ll keep causing any kind of trouble and annoys everyone by being obnoxiously loud until he obtains some loving.
Has a large appetite. Will steal food from the fridge whenever no one is looking and gets caught everytime he does it, since he creates a mess whenever he eats. Eats nearly anything other than cat food.
Likes to pester and provoke other cats, which leads to cat fights quite often. His favorite cats to mess with are Kanato and Laito, whom he shares the same mother with.
Will be up to learning “tricks” just to get praises from humans. Is very pretentious, wanting to be the best and rub it in other cats’ faces. He’ll get pissed and cause havoc if he can’t perform a trick as it hurts his pride.
Always carries a teddy bear in his mouth wherever he goes. No one knows where he obtained it, but it is clear as day that it holds an undescribable value to him.
Hates nyan cat. Whenever it is played, he will knock down the device it is being played from and hiss at it menacingly.
Refuses to eat anything else besides snacks and sweets. Is very picky with his food and has a sensitive tongue which is why he requires his food from only certain brands.
Is an insect killing machine. One can forget bug spray and other pesticides, he will take care of them without asking. It seems he takes much pleasure in robbing bugs and crawlies of their life.
Treats humans like his slaves. Will caterwaul as far as to drive anyone
mad in order to gain what he desires. Needless to say, it is quite
Is often found at one’s feet nuzzling them. He’ll do this whether he gets affection in return, since he likes showing his own affection to humans and cats as well. Other cats may find it uncomfortable though.
Is a pretty playful cat and easily entertained. His favorite toys are the ones that squeak when pressed.
Caterwauls in heat pretty often. Spends much time on hooking up with female cats. It’s unknown even to himself if he’s actually the father of many kittens from different mothers.
Likes to sleep in a fedora. He sometimes flips it on his head and wanders around with it. It always ends up with him bumping to a wall or an object.
Actually enjoys taking showers and baths. He will always hunt for Subaru and shake himself dry beside him to get the water droplets flying on him, since he detests water.
Is always in the way. Whether one is trying to access their laptop, do a puzzle or cook, he’s lying there and refusing to move an inch.
Is a heavy sleeper and does it
most of the day. He seems to be rather lethargic and doesn’t mind some tender stroking as he rests.
Is terrified of fire. Lighting up a fireplace or heating up a sauna
isn’t very wise when he is present in those locations. But, it is an effective way to get him moving and fast…
Hates stairs. His indifferent and lazy nature deems them too troublesome
if going up, so he usually ends up falling asleep on a stair before
reaching the top.
Seems to relax the most when hearing classical music. Violin playing soothes him greatly as well and he sometimes tries pulling on the strings himself too.
Only eats quality, “gourmet” food from expensive brands. He’ll move any other food aside an hold his head up high in dissatisfaction until he receives a proper meal.
Is very refined and acts as if royalty. He isn’t as playful or adventurous as his brothers, which is why he finds them rather childish and a pain.
Prefers his milk when added to tea. Any flavor of tea suits his preferences and he can’t go without at least one bowlful of it per day.
He seems to hold an interest for chess. It’s not that he’d understand its rules, but he will often butt in when someone is playing it, moving the pieces around curiously after some apparent “thinking”.
Is very organized and meticulous with whatever he does. He tends to clean up his brothers’ messes by sorting out objects back to their original places.
Hates baths. One should not force a bath on him unless they want their body full of scratches and ears filled with hissing.
Spends most of his time outside. Adores flowers and stays near them as they calm his nerves. That is also why he has a floral scent to him and females love it, to his dismay.
Wriggles a lot at first in one’s lap if being petted, but will calm down eventually and reluctantly accept the comfortable display of affection.
Adores dark and dimly lit places. Outdoors at night is his haven and he usually spends nights outside. Indoors he prefers the cellar or attic.
Brings home dead mice every now and then. He loves catching them and horrifying his owner(s) by placing them in unexpected locations to startle their discoverer.
Is a clear big brother figure for his brothers. Still lectures and takes care of them in a way he did back when they were all kittens. He will pat their head twice if he’s proud of them.
Likes to watch his owner(s) cooking. He’s a fast learner, so next time one is making a dish, he might bring the next required ingredient to display.
Is loved by many humans due to his ideal behavior and obedience. Often receives rewards because of this and gets more freedom than his brothers as he can be trusted to not cause any sort of havoc.
Is said to be the “intelligent cat”. It’s as if he’d understand complex human speech from the way he reacts and reads situations.
Other reason of intelligence is how he seems to have a knack for easy puzzles. He is a cat after all, so giving him a too hard one will damage his ego and depress him.
Is sometimes heard meowing in a way which reminds humans of singing. Female cats seem to be drawn to it, but males hear it as ear-shattering screeching, more or less.
Adores being petted and nuzzled. Might sometimes pull off cute kitty-eyes and gestures just to get affection. This and his heterchromia fascinates humans, enabling him manipulation to get what he wants.
Loves playing around, such as chasing a laser pointer or trying to catch other moving and cute objects. Likes to playfully wrestle with other cats.
Is rather hyper-active most of the time. Acts snobby and selfish when annoyed, ruining scratching the furniture more diligently.
Dislikes untidy surroundings and is often seen licking himself clean.
Appearance is of importance to him. Likes to be dressed up in cutesy
accessories and being brought to cat shows.
Meows in a low, grumpyish manner that might scare others, even if not intending to. It is probably due to his unsual, flamboyant size.
Like Subaru, spends a huge portion of his time outside, specifically in the garden. Will help out at harvesting times by plucking the vegetables up and bidding good riddance to weeds.
Is actually lazier than you might think. Appears quite indifferent about
his surroundings unless you give him some incentive to act. He can often be found in front of the TV, staring at the programs intently.
Bickers with Shuu whenever they meet. He likes to poke his sides while the other sleeps to annoy him and tell him he’s a nuisance.
Is the reason why one’s household runs out of sugar often. Thanks to him, sugar cubes can be found from interesting places around the house.
Is a really quiet and timid cat. But once he meows, one will certainly gain a heart-fluttering spasm of adorableness. His meows are definite gold.
Curls up to the tiniest of balls whenever he sleeps. He is a light
sleeper, which is why waking him up by sudden contact will startle the
Adores butterflies. Once he sees one, he’ll hop over to try and catch
it. He once did and it landed on his nose, causing him to sneeze which sent it back to the skies.
Has a tendency to hurt himself alot. He’s somewhat clumsy, which leads him to trouble often. Oddly enough, it’s as if he purposely tries to get himself harmed…
Has the ultimate kitten face, even when older. Children love him, and seemingly he likes them back just as much.
Was separated from his brother (read Shin’s headcanons) as a kitten, his personality turning cold and indifferent of others.
Deep down still cares and worries for his brother. He’ll sometimes find himself sitting by a window and gazing outside, in hopes of catching a
glimpse of his baby brother. So far, he never has.
Seems to have an interest for paintings and art of any kind. Has been seen appearing with a paintbrush and a canvas, having managed to paint few surprisingly artistic strokes.
Although not caring for it much, he sometimes is brought to cat shows and often rivals with Kou. His fur is luscious and long, appearance very purdy for being quite the bitter kitty.
Has a preference for raw fish. He once feasted on a pet goldfish, unable to contain his urges after many tiring years of eyeing the desired habitant of the small bowl.
Unlike his brother, is a stray cat. Been through loads of hardships as a kitten, which cost him his other eye.
Acts like a dog, which is why he was abandoned by his parents onto the streets. Is often seen spending time with dogs, whom he gets better along with than his own species.
Is the boss of a local cat street gang and very infamous because of it. Is highly respected and feared among the stray cat society.
Loves to pick up on others, especially younger and smaller cats and
seeks for fights. Sometimes wins fights with dogs bigger than him as well.
Still loves his brother and looks up to him. Occasionally ventures out to his
househould’s premises just to have a glimpse of the only cat he’s
jealous of for having things better than him. He never reveals himself
to him though, afraid his brother might hate him.
Pairing: Dean x Reader Challenge: Written for @deanwinchester-af‘s 25 Song Challenge - My song was “Simple Man” covered by Jensen Ackles Summary: (From Dean’s POV) - Mary Winchester gave some advice to Dean when he was three years old- advice that stuck with him for the rest of his life. Through hunting, through falling in love, through grief… that advice was always there for him. Reader Gender: Female Word Count: 4,139 Tags: Dean’s POV, death, angst, fluff, canon-level violence Gif credits: (x)(x)(x)(x)(x)(x) A/N: I love love love this cover by Jensen. I’m so happy to have had the chance to write this. Let me know what you think! Excerpt:
“Dean,” You interrupted smoothly.
“I know what I got myself into when I started this life. I know how it’s going to end. Promise
me you’re not going to blame yourself.”
Dean analyzed you carefully. In a
brazen move, he reached up to tuck a lock of your hair behind your ear. “It’s what I do,” He said softly. “I’m a