i was waiting for cancer

Listen up u shits

Saying a cis author can’t write a story with a trans protagonist is like saying a female author can’t write a male protagonist (or vice versa), an author of one skin color can’t write a protagonist with another skin color, or a gay author can’t write a straight protagonist (or vice versa). Let people write how they want.

poets born under each sign

aries: robert frost

The best way out is always through.

taurus: william shakespeare

My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

gemini: walt whitman

Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

cancer: pablo neruda

But wait for me,
keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
a rose. 

leo: charles bukowski

attend the boxing matches, go to the racetrack,
live on luck and skill,
get alone, get alone often,
and if you can’t sleep alone
be careful of the words you speak in your sleep;
and
ask for no mercy
no miracles;

virgo: mary oliver

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

libra: e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)

scorpio: sylvia plath

I wait and ache. I think I am healing.

sagittarius: emily dickinson

I dwell in possibility.

capricorn: edgar allen poe

Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope, that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
“On! on!"—but o'er the Past

aquarius: langston hughes

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

pisces: jack kerouac

This transcendental Brilliance
Is the better part
(of Nothingness
I sing)

is he okay 

How i see the mars signs

Aries Mars:  HELLA ANGRY OMG. they talk with such anger and hostility and like can be so so so so brutal and mean and physically violent sometimes. 

Taurus Mars: Stubborn like if there pissed at you they probably won’t change what there stance is until to you until you apologize and maybe will still be pissed at you.

Gemini Mars: okay like every gemini placement THEY ARE ALL OVER THIS PLACE WITH THERE ANGER like “OMG IM SO MAD, wait cats are cool, no wait what i mad about again” 

Cancer Mars: “I GIVE I GIVE AND NO ONE LOVES OR APPRECIATES ME!!11!” a really angry crier like they probably are sobbing because they are pissed at you.

Leo Mars: Probably really in control with there anger tbh?? idk i feel like there are a tons of ways to piss leo mars off but i feel they try to keep in control of there anger.

Virgo mars: Emotions??? VIRGO???? *insert laughing here* I mean i think they are super critical and cant see there own faults but like come on, its virgo…

Libra Mars: probably really like peace actually, fightings just not for them. probably a little lazy and finds issues with motivation.

Scorpio mars: The god of murder. little tip DONT FUCK WITH THEM. they will probably wish ill on you for the rest of there life if there pissed. (pleasedon’thurtme)

 Sagittarius Mars: they’re like super carefree most of the time but if they are pissed at you they probably have a good reason. 

Capricorn Mars: Blunt, brutal and probably have no mercy when angry. probably dig deep for wounds. 

Aquarius Mars: I don’t think they’re capable of getting too angry. like honestly really cool and chill and just want to relax and sleep.

Pisces Mars: really really passive aggressive when hurt. pls don’t hurt them. they mean well. 

(I wasn’t being serious just heads up)

Signs as Ghost Stories Dub Quotes
  • Aries: "The number you have dialed is no longer in service. HEY! MAYBE IF THEY PAID THEIR FUCKIN PHONE BILL YOU COULD CALL AGAIN!"
  • Taurus: "Go get me coffee. Be my bitch."
  • Gemini: "God, you are four of the ugliest fucking kids I've ever had the misfortune of laying my eyes on. I can't wait for this bitch to kill you."
  • Cancer: "I'm a sexually frustrated fourth grader!"
  • Leo: "Leo! Leo! Leo! Leo! Gawd damn it! Gawd damn it! Gawd damn it! Gawd damn it!"
  • Virgo: "Dad calls her whore but I like to call her mom."
  • Libra: "But then if everything was already reversed, which world would be the real world? Would it be the mirror world or this one? Maybe the reflection we see is real, ever thought of that? Isn't that just freaking you out? I mean, seriously, isn't that just whack crap? Huhehehehheh. I'm playing with your mind, man! And you know what the wierd part is? I'm not even high! Not one bit! Completely sober."
  • Scorpio: "Remember kids: say no. To everything."
  • Sagittarius: "Tamomi? Aint no Tamomi girl here living here, so what?. Get your crack head ass head into some rehab, I aint got time for this bull–"
  • Capricorn: "You know what i hear? I hear the sound of you shutting the fuck up!"
  • Aquarius: "Once this bitch kicks I'm moving to Vegas."
  • Pisces: [Keiichirou incoherently screaming]
Signs as things Stiles has said

Aries: “I’m too upset to come up with a witty way of how I’m going to kill you.”

Taurus: “You’re killing people. To death!”

Gemini: “What a dumb idea. Do it.”

Cancer: “I can’t take waiting around like this, ya know. It’s nerve-wracking. My nerves are wracked. Wracked.”

Leo: “Do you wanna just try making out for sec? Just to see how it feels.”

Virgo: “Someone needs to sex me right now!”

Libra: “Sorry coach, I haven’t seen him since the last time I saw him.”

Scorpio: “Personally I’m a huge fan of ignoring the problem until eventually it just goes away.”

Sagittarius: “There may have been a bit of maiming, a little mangling, but no death.”

Capricorn: “I’m 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bones, okay? Sarcasm is my only defense.”

Aquarius: “You swing for a different team but you still play ball, don’t ya Danny boy.”

Pisces: “Sounds like the beginning of a heartfelt story, but I’m gonna pass.”

glassslippers-and-tinywhiskers  asked:

Could you discuss delayed desexing and the alternatives like an ovary sparing procedure? It seems clear that in breeds like the GSD it benefits their health, but do we know much in regard to smaller breeds? (I know this topic can be controversial so if you'd prefer not to delve into it, or already have I understand) Also I've been loving the breed posts, thank you for taking the time to write them up!

I don’t at all mind discussing the topic when everyone remains civil about it. It’s very interesting and an aspect of veterinary medicine that’s bound to change as we gather more information. I’m happy to discuss it as long as all participants refrain from making personal insults.

It’s a long discussion folks. I’d grab a cuppa tea if that’s your thing. Also, unfortunately I can’t hide it under a ‘read more’ because it’s an answer to an ask, and Tumblr will eat the hidden part if I do. I will try to make it look pretty if you’re not interested.

Traditionally in dogs we have performed desexing (spey) by performing an ovariohysterrectomy, removing both ovaries and the uterus. Some alternatives have been suggested including tubal ligation, hysterectomy (removing only the uterus), ovariectomy (removing only the ovaries) or doing nothing. This is good. Science as a process should periodically review data, question the knowledge base and make recommendations based on new research. Otherwise it’s just dogma.

I don’t think you can claim that it is ‘clear’ that leaving the ovaries benefits the health of breeds like the GSD. The practice is still controversial at best, with some veterinarians outright labeling it at malpractice. There is some breed variability in terms of what relative benefits and risks might be expected, but I really wouldn’t call it ‘clear’.

Originally posted by wolfyoubemyvalentine

Before I talk about various cancer risks, let’s talk about relative risks of non-cancerous conditions.

With an ovariohysterectomy (traditional spey)that is properly performed, there is zero risk of pyometra. Stump pyo can occur if remnants of the uterus or ovaries are left behind. Cruciate tears are affected by multiple factors, but desexed dogs seem more prone to them than entire dogs. Weight gain and obesity is more common in desexed dogs.

The relative risk of pyometra in non-desexed dogs is about 25%. Risks typically increase with age.

With an ovary sparing spey (hysterectomy), only the uterus is removed. Pregnancy is prevented. Pyometra can still occur if any uterine or cervix tissue remains (a stump pyo). With the apparent influence of oestrogen, these dogs may be less at risk of cruciate disease and are less at risk of obesity.

With an ovariectomy, only the ovaries are removed. This renders the dog infertile and removes the influence of oestrogen. The uterus will atrophy and shrink down without stimulation from female hormones, rendering the risk of pyometra basically zero. It may still increase the risk of obesity and cruciate disease like the traditional spey.

Considering that pyometra is often lethal, while cruciate disease is painful but treatable, personally I would err on the side of preventing pyometra. Also keep in mind that obesity in dogs can be moderated with owner control of the diet, and obesity will predispose to cruciate injury. I would recommend removing at least the ovaries.

Male dogs have less surgical options. Vasectomy can be considered, but these dogs are basically entire but infertile.

An entire male dog is more at risk of perineal hernia, benign prostatic hyperplasia, perianal adenoma and inter-male aggression. A castrated male dog is relatively more at risk of, again, obesity, cruciate ligament disease, and possibly diabetes.

With the information above, and I haven’t brought cancers into the equation yet, you might wonder of preventing obesity in desexed dogs might reduce the incidence of cruciate disease and subsequently other conditions that we know are more common in obese dogs, namely cruciate ligament disease and diabetes. You might conclude that there is little benefit to leaving a dog entire if you’re able to control its weight.

I think that’s a reasonable assumption so far, though it’s clear to me that the benefits of traditional desexing are more pronounced in females.

Originally posted by heartsnmagic

Now lets talk about cancers.

There are multiple types of cancer. Some are more devastating than others. Some are more common than others. In terms of highly malignant cancers that show up relatively commonly in dogs, the ones we talk most about, and of most interest in this topic, are mammary cancer, haemangiosarcoma (HSARC), Mast Cell Tumor (MCT) and osteosarcoma (OSC).

  • Mammary cancer is extremely common in entire female dogs. In European countries where prophylactic desexing is not routinely performed mammary tumours make up 50-70% of all cancers seen. They are relatively rare in countries with a high desexing rate but extremely predictable in dogs desexed late in life or not at all. Speying earlier appears more protective compared to being left entire: speying before the first heat reduces risk to 0.05%, before second heat to 8%, and before 3rd heat to 26%. after the third heat there is negligible reduction in risk of mammary cancer compared to intact dogs.
  • Osteosarcoma may be three times (3x) more common in desexed large breed dogs.
  • Mast Cell Tumors maybe up to three times (3x) more common in desexed dogs of certain breeds. Lymphoma may be up to 10% more common in desexed dogs of certain breeds.
  • Haemangiosarcoma may be more common in neutered dogs of some breeds, but less common in neutered dogs of other breeds.

There isn’t much consensus across ALL dog breeds in ALL situations. There are numerous retrospective studies, and more coming out all the time (Science!) but more data needs to be analysed.

What is fairly clear is that there is a dramatic reduction in otherwise common mammary cancers by early desexing of females. There is probably some benefit in reducing other cancer risks to later desexng, or not desexing, dogs also.

So do you? Or don’t you?

There’s certainly more incentive to desex female dogs, as even pyometra on its own is a sneaky, life threatening condition. I recommend desexing most female dogs in their senior years if they haven’t already been done for this reason alone.

Assuming you do chose to desex, and I’m talking about procedures that involve at least removal of the gonads, it becomes a matter of when. If you don’t remove the ovaries then you have no benefits from desexing other than infertility. There’s no significant benefit in leaving the ovaries compared to leaving the dog entire.

For a small dog, OSC is incredibly rare. HSARC is rare. MCT can happen to anything. We weight up those relatively low risks compared to the very high risk of mammary cancer and pyometra, and I would advise speying before the first heat. With males timing is not as critical unless behavioural factors are involved.

For a larger dog, I personally think it’s worth delaying desexing to between the first and second heat. I would get too nervous about mammary cancers to wait beyond the second heat but there may be some benefit in preventing osteosarcoma by delaying surgery until more skeletal maturity, and same for cruciate injuries.

(I have a theory that osteosarcoma occurs in its predilection sites due to increased bio-mechanical forces in these areas, so waiting for skeletal maturity before removing the gonads might be helpful.)

On the other hand, screening for hip dysplasia and desexing if the dog definitely has it so you can perform a JPS also has benefits, because you’re addressing pathology the dog definitely has right now.

There are so many unknowns in these hypothetical scenarios. This makes it a challenge to make recommendations when clients just want the ‘right’ answer.

The best plan for the individual dog may depend on breed or breed mix (genetic testing would be ideal, but an added cost) or any known predispositions within the family or bloodlines.

So, this explanation is getting rather long, but there’s so much interesting information on this topic and it’s growing all the time.

Originally posted by mensweardog

TL:DR there is probably a benefit to delayed desexing in dogs prone to OSC, cruciate injury and HSARC. Some of the other risks may be mitigated by weight control. There is minimal if any benefit, and definitely some risk, in delaying desexing for small breeds.

But this field may change as more information is gathered. It will be worth watching over the next decade.

NB: shelters and rescues will always desex as young as possible, because their primary aim is population control. They are justified in doing this and their cases shouldn’t be considered in these scenarios.

(Majority of these statistics come from ‘The spay/neuter controversy’ presented at the OVMA by John Berg, DVM, DACVS and ‘ Long-term health effects of neutering dogs: comparison of Labrador Retrievers with Golden Retrievers‘ by Hart, Hart, et al)

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Shots & Stitches - Carl Gallagher Imagine

Originally posted by zgallagher

Word Count: 2053

Warning: Sexual content, swearing

In order to stop your hands from shaking, you forced them to grip the sides of your seat in the waiting room.  You knew it was unreasonable to still have such an irrational fear at your age.  You’d gotten into fist fights.  You’d gotten into accidents.  And here you were, afraid to get your yearly shots at your physical at the local clinic.

“Are you good?” A voice coming from beside you caused your thoughts to come to a halt.  You looked up to see a vaguely familiar face staring at you with an amused smirk, an eyebrow raised.  It was Carl Gallagher.  The two of you had gone to public school together since before you could even remember, but you had never really interacted with him.  From the time he was young, he had gained a reputation as a troublemaker, but rumor had it that he had dropped the violent act recently.

Letting out an awkward cough, you removed your hands from the armrests and folded them together in your lap.  “Yeah, I’m better than ever,” you responded sarcastically, rolling your eyes before letting out a quiet laugh.  “Just have a ridiculous fear of needles.”

Carl let out a loud laugh, causing a few other people in the waiting room to send irritated glances in your direction.  “Damn, from the way you’re shaking I thought you were waiting to find out if you had cancer or something.”

Rolling your eyes at the boy, you gently shoved your shoulder against his.  “Well, if you’re gonna be so judgmental, what could you possibly be doing here, Carl?” you asked, putting a teasing emphasis on his name to let him know that you knew who he was.

Your response made Carl bite down on his lip in an attempt to hide his smirk.  “Don’t be nosy, Y/N,” he mocked, stressing your name the same way you had with his. So he did know who you were.  “But if I tell you, you’re gonna laugh.  I’m shocked you haven’t heard about it around school.”

“Try me,” you said, crossing your arms over your chest, your smirk matching his.  “You’re already laughing at me anyways.”

“It’s bad,” he began, laughing and covering his face with his hands.  “My now ex-girlfriend wouldn’t go down on me because I wasn’t circumcised so I got circumcised just to find out she was cheating on me…” he slowly trailed off, shaking his head to himself.

“Wait, you literally got circumcised for a girl? That’s dedication.”  You began to giggle, covering your hand with your mouth to soften the noise.  “But wait, you said you already had the procedure, so what are you doing here again?”

“That’s the best part.” Carl put his elbow on the armrest and rested his chin in his hand, his face now closer to yours. “The doctor warned me it wasn’t a good idea to go through with this because I’d have to go 72 hours without getting a boner or I’d break the stitches… And yeah. This is my second time back.” Realizing how ridiculous he sounded, he began laughing again.

Your laughter joined his, both of you too distracted to notice that now even the receptionist was glaring in your direction. You were so immersed in the conversation that you had even forgotten about your fears for a few moments.  “That’s just all around unfortunate,” you commented, trying to repress the last of your giggles.  “You literally cut the tip of your dick off for a girl.  At least we know romance isn’t dead.”

Carl’s cheeks darkened, but he kept chuckling quietly. “You’re funny.  I like you.”  Sitting up straight again, he cleared his throat.  “I’m more dedicated than Noah from The Notebook but you don’t see them making movies about me.”

“What a shame,” you joked, pulling your knees up to your chest in the chair.  “What makes you think you’re going to make it the 72 hours this time?”

Suddenly, the two of you were broken away from your little bubble as the receptionist called Carl’s name.  Carl slowly stood up, running his fingers through his wavy hair before looking down at you, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.  “Well, I should be good as long as I don’t see you in the next 72 hours,” he flirted, winking at you as he began to walk toward the receptionist’s desk.  “Totally kidding.  Kind of.”  Lifting his hand to wave, he shot you one last grin.  “See you around.”

You could feel your cheeks heating up, but you simply rolled your eyes in response.  Still, you couldn’t hold back the smile forming on your lips.  “Mhmm.  See you around.”

With that, Carl clumsily limped out of your sight, leaving you alone in the waiting room to process what had just happened.  

The weekend flew by in the blink of an eye, and you were back at school the next week before you knew it.  Monday and Tuesday were easy enough, but Wednesday had dragged.  You had stayed after school to make up a test you had missed.

You now stood at your locker in the desolate hallway, deciding which of your textbooks you were going to bring home for the night. As something poked your arm where you had gotten your shots, you jumped back startled and dropped the textbook in your hands.

“Wow, that’s a true battle scar you’ve got there,” a voice commented with a chuckle.  You closed the door of your locker to expose who was standing behind it.  Carl.  “Didn’t mean to scare you.”  Leaning down, he picked up the book you had dropped on the ground.  “I’ve been looking for you the past few days.”

Raising your eyebrows, you bit your lip to hide the smirk that was trying to form.  “Must not have been looking hard enough,” you teased, beginning to walk toward the exit. “And I’m pretty sure your battle scars are worse than mine.”

Carl followed you, bumping his shoulder against yours as he let out a sarcastic scoff.  “Hey, I did my time.  I survived the 72 hours this time.  I’m all healed.”

“Wow, I’m impressed.  Truly heroic,” you mocked, crossing your arms over your chest as you walked.  “How’d you pull that one off?”

Carl laughed, shaking his head to himself before looking down at his feet.  “Not really heroic.  My brother put me under the influence of some drugs so I was barely responsive for most of it.”

“Wow.  All for a blow job that never happened.  Most girls would’ve done it without the surgery, you know.” Laughing softly, you looked down at your textbook that he was still holding.  “I can take that so you can walk home.”

Shaking his head, Carl pulled the textbook out of your reach.  “Not a chance.  What kind of a gentleman would I be if I didn’t walk you home?”  

And so he did.  The walk together continued, the pace noticeably slow, both of you enjoying being in the presence of the other.  The playful flirting only intensified with each step.  Every so often, your hands would brush for a few seconds too long or one of you would teasingly shove the other.  It was undeniable that there was a strong connection between the two of you.

Eventually, you reached your house.  Carl followed you up the steps to your front door, finally extending your textbook to you.  “I guess you can have this back now.”

Biting on your lip nervously, your foot beginning to tap on the ground nervously.  You were going out on a limb here.  “I could…” you began, fishing your keys out of your bag.  “Or you could help me carry it up to my room.”

Immediately, Carl’s face lit up.  He coughed against his hand, obviously trying to hide the smirk that was threatening to form on his lips.  “Oh, of course.  Wouldn’t want you to have to carry this heavy book all the way up the stairs.”

Unlocking the door, you led Carl through your vacant house and up the stairs.  He followed you up to your room, taking a moment to look around before his eyes met yours.  “Where should I put this?” he asked, holding up the textbook.

Dropping your backpack on the floor, you quietly shut the door behind the two of you.  “I’ll take it,” you replied, approaching him and wrapping your hands around the textbook.  Still, his hands remained on the book, stopping you from taking it and walking away. Biting your lip, you slowly allowed your eyes to move up to meet his.

Before you could speak, Carl crashed his lips into yours. Both of your hands forgot about the book, causing it to fall to the ground between the two of you.  His hands gripped your hips, pulling you closer as your fingers tangled into his hair.  The kiss was sloppy but passionate, the tension that had been rising between the two of you finally being relieved.

It wasn’t long before both of your shirts were torn off and thrown onto the floor, joining your textbook.  Gently, he pushed you back onto your bed and climbed on top of you.  Finally breaking the kiss, his lips began to travel down your body.

A breathless laugh escaped your lips as you realized what he was doing.  “I can see you’re used to always being the giver,” you commented, using all of your strength to flip him over when he was caught off guard.  “But that’s not the way things always have to be.”

His eyes widened as your lips traveled down his chest, your hands working to unbutton his jeans. “Good thing that 72 hours is up,” you mumbled, observing his erection through his boxers.  Laughing quietly to yourself, you gripped the waistband of his boxers with your teeth, pulling them down painstakingly slow.

“I know I shouldn’t complain, but you’re killing me here,” Carl groaned, shaking his head at your teasing.

Without another word, you took his length in your mouth, slowly bobbing your head up and down.  Carl responded with a loud groan, his hands moving to grab your hair, tugging on it lightly.

“F-Fuck,” he moaned out as you began to move your mouth faster, swirling your tongue around to add pressure.

It didn’t take much longer.  Soon enough, he came into your mouth and his head fell back against the pillow, a plethora of profanities leaving his mouth in the process.

Climbing off of him, you crawled up beside him and rested your head on the pillow, watching as he breathlessly stared up at the ceiling.

Once he was able to compose himself, he rolled onto his side to face you, a satisfied smirk spread across his lips.  “That was even better than I ever imagined it to be.”

Giggling quietly, you started to sit up, but Carl’s hand pushed you back against the bed.  “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked teasingly, rolling on top of you. “That might’ve been amazing, but I’m all for reciprocation.”

And so he did.  And once you were both done, he didn’t leave.  Instead, he pulled the blankets over both of your heads and pulled you against his chest.

“You know…” he began, grabbing your hand and playing with your fingers.  “I’m not really into the whole fuck around and leave thing anymore.”

“You know…” you mocked, your lips curving upward into a smile are you buried your face into his chest.  “Me either.”

And so he stayed.  He stayed until the bright sky faded into the dark of night.  There was a sense of comfort between the two of you that you had never felt with anyone before.  For hours and hours, you talked.  He shared with you stories about his time in prison and why he gave up the criminal lifestyle.  You confided in him with anecdotes of your tough life at home.  There was no judgment between the two of you, just mutual understanding and contentment from being in each other’s presence.  You both let all of your walls down, letting someone else in for the first time.  That was all you had needed.  

For the first time, you could thank your irrational fear for leading you into this situation – for leading you to Carl.


———-


As always, thanks for reading and let me know what you think!  Currently working out an idea for a Lip imagine that should be out in the next few days.

I had my CT scan this morning! I’ll have the results back within a day or two to show if I’m in remission of my cancer! (Hodgkin’s Lymphoma)

I really hope I am QwQ I just finished declaring my bankruptcy for all my medical debt, so that’s getting taken care of, and it’s left me… well, I’m broke lol. But I’ll think of something! I don’t wanna ask you guys for donations again, and I’ve got one commission left! You’ve helped me so much with my cancer journey so far, and I’m always grateful that you guys basically kept me alive with all your support and love!

But please, dudes, let me be an example to you. Go to the doctor. I beg you. My skin was coming off for a year from unbearable itchiness and I pinned it on allergies. I coughed for five months before I finally went to the doctor because I didn’t have health insurance. What I thought might be allergies turned out to be cancer. Please don’t wait to go. Sorry about the preach, but I don’t want any of you to go through what I had to!

I’ll keep you in the loop when I find out the results! Thank you all again for sticking with me!

Zodiac signs as RPDR season 9 quotes

Aries: Don’t joke about that

Taurus: No, you’re done, because I’m gonna tell you why you’re done

Gemini: I can’t wait to get out of here and be a hoe!

Cancer: I’m a good girl, I am

Leo: I can’t wait to knock you out of your winner place

Virgo: You didn’t say JK!

Libra: I call shade!

Scorpio: You are perfect, you are beautiful, you look like Linda Evangelista, you’re a model

Sagittarius: Could you shut up a second?

Capricorn: Do I look upset to you?

Aquarius: Sue me!

Pisces: *Farrah crying*

  • All my life, I've been waiting for what I can give to someone: Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Scorpio, Capricorn, Pisces
  • All my life, I've been asking for what love never gives to me: Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius, Aquarius
zodiac horror story (part 2)
  • ig // sassasstrology
  • the signs are camping out in the woods. they're at a cliché, dark, scary old forest where the murderer always comes and kills people. let's see what will happen..
  • *
  • part 1: http://littlekingv.tumblr.com/post/158545307359/zodiac-horror-story-part-1
  • *
  • aries - male
  • taurus - male
  • gemini - female
  • cancer - male
  • leo - female
  • virgo - female
  • libra - female
  • scorpio - male
  • sagittarius - male
  • capricorn - female
  • aquarius - male
  • pisces - female
  • (that's ^ not really important, but if you want to know the genders of the signs i came up with, there they are.)
  • *
  • - previously on ''zodiac horror story''
  • ''virgo: this forest is scary as shit.
  • aquarius: your face is scary as shit.''
  • ''taurus: GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYs. PISCES IS GONE AND THERE'S A TRAIL OF BLOOD. WHAT IS HAPPENING.
  • pisces: *screams*
  • cancer: PISCEEESSESEESS.''
  • - this time on ''zodiac horror story''
  • *
  • the signs are all traumatized by what just happened. did pisces die? is she still alive? who knows. the signs are sitting in taurus' tent, waiting for the perfect moment to come out.
  • aries: this tent is tOO FUCKING SMALL. WHYYY DID YOU BUY THIS SMALL ASS TENT, TAURUS?!
  • taurus: well, aries, because i wanted to have a tent all for myself because i don't want to sleep with any of you in one tent. and it was really small and cute, i just had to buy it. couldn't resist.
  • cancer: then why are we in this tent and not in yours, aries? you have the biggest tent out of all of us.
  • aries: the tent is only meant for sagittarius and me.
  • scorpio: then don't fucking complain about being in the smallest tent. you are the one who doesn't want to share your big ass tent, so it's your fault that we are here, in this tent.
  • virgo: y'all know that we could easily move to my tent? my tent is the second biggest.
  • leo: what if the killer is outside?
  • aquarius: who the fuck said that there was a killer?
  • gemini: WELL, MAYBE BECAUSE PISCES IS GONE AND THERE WAS A BLOOD TRAIL AND SHE SCREAMED AND LIKE MAYBE SOMEONE KILLED HER.
  • capricorn: she could've easily fell.
  • gemini: true, but can you also explain how she's gone all of the sudden and why she screamed so loudly?
  • aquarius: aliens.
  • sagittarius: guys, don't worry. she'll probably be back soon. gemini left too and here she is.
  • gemini: hehe.
  • libra: is pisces gone?
  • scorpio: *hits libra with a flashlight*
  • capricorn: so.. are we going to move from tent or what?
  • aquarius: i just want to sleep, man.
  • taurus: saaMEEEE.
  • cancer: should we just go outside and check if anything's outside?
  • virgo: yes.
  • leo: who's going first?
  • sagittarius: i will go first, i don't care 'bout shit.
  • sagittarius slowly peeks his head out. he crawls out of the tent.
  • sagittarius: no one's here! you all can come out!
  • everyone crawls out of the tent.
  • aquarius: hmm.. what time is it?
  • cancer: *grabs phone out of pocket* ehh.. 3:34 AM.
  • aquarius: OH MY GOD I WANT TO SLEEP.
  • scorpio: well, we aren't going to sleep until we find pisces. let's split up.
  • aries: what?! are you out of your fucking mind?!
  • virgo: why can't we just stick together..?
  • scorpio: if we split up, we have the chance to find pisces faster.
  • gemini: not if she's dead lol.
  • scorpio: she's not. she can't be.
  • capricorn: she can..
  • cancer: WE DON'T CARE. we're going to find her, whether she's alive or not. we can't just leave a friend behind.
  • sagittarius: well, she basically left us behind.
  • aquarius: can i just stay here and sleep?
  • taurus: yeah, can i stay here too?
  • scorpio: no.
  • cancer: wait, what if taurus and aquarius stay here and watch our stuff, and we are going to find pisces.
  • capricorn: good idea.
  • leo: can we just go already?
  • virgo: i ain't leaving if we are all going to split up. i don't want to go alone.
  • cancer: we ain't going alone. we're going in groups. you and capricorn will go that way, leo and libra that way, sagittarius and gemini that way and scorpio, aries and i will go that way.
  • virgo: ugh, fine.
  • cancer: great, let's go.
  • scorpio: and be careful y'all.
  • libra: yay, adventure!
  • all the groups are out in the woods, looking for pisces, not knowing where they are, or where to go. let's see how capricorn and virgo are doing out in the woods.
  • virgo: it's sooooo cold.
  • capricorn: i know.
  • virgo: why does this happen to us?! why, oh, why?!!!!!?!?!
  • capricorn: calm down! we're just going to walk around, head back and then we're just going to say that we didn't find pisces. end.
  • virgo: what!? i don't want to lie!
  • capricorn: well, too bad! pisces probably just left us because we didn't listen to her.
  • virgo: she wouldn't! she would've told me.
  • capricorn: maybe not.
  • virgo: she's my best friend. why wouldn't she?
  • capricorn: soo.. you're her best friend, still you don't want find her. okay.
  • virgo: what? who said that?
  • capricorn: you did. all you were worrying about is splitting up.
  • virgo: that's just because i'm afraid to go alone in the woods, okay?!
  • capricorn: you didn't even say anything when she went missing or when she screamed or when there was a blood trail on the ground.
  • virgo: i-i.. i don't know.
  • capricorn: of course you don't.
  • capricorn starts walking while virgo stands still, not knowing what to do or say.
  • capricorn: hurry the fuck up.
  • virgo: *sigh*
  • let's see how taurus and aquarius are doing.
  • taurus: i wish i had some pizza right now.
  • aquarius: oh my lord. why did you say that?!
  • taurus: BECAUSE I WANT PIZZA.
  • aquarius: I'M HUNGRY NOW, THANKS.
  • taurus: i have chips in my bag if you want.
  • aquarius: yes please.
  • taurus walks over to his tent and grabs a bag of chips out of his bag.
  • taurus: *sing hallelujah*
  • aquarius: *sings with taurus*
  • taurus: do you want a drink?
  • aquarius: yes.
  • taurus: coke?
  • aquarius: yes!
  • taurus walks over to his tent again.
  • taurus: aqua, do you know where my mini-fridge thingy is?
  • aquarius: uhh.. no?
  • taurus: uughhhhh. someone probably stole it.
  • aquarius walks over to taurus to help him find it.
  • aquarius: uhhh.. maybe behind your tent?
  • they go behind the tent and they see a light in the distance.
  • taurus: hey, do you see that light too?
  • aquarius: yeah..
  • taurus: should we go to it?
  • aquarius: uhh.. i don't know man..
  • taurus: i'm going.
  • aquarius: w-what?!
  • taurus walks towards the light.
  • aquarius: fucking hell.
  • aquarius follows taurus.
  • taurus: heeyy, it's my mini-fridge and a flashlight!
  • taurus picks up the fridge and flashlight.
  • aquarius: phew.
  • aquarius walks back to the camp.
  • aquarius: *looks behind him* taur-taurus? what are you doing? why are you standing there? come on!
  • taurus falls on the ground with 4 knives in his back and one knife in the back of his head. he's.... dead.
  • aquarius: *screams*
  • scorpio: aquarius?
  • *
  • rest in peace taurus.. you will be missed..
  • *
  • stay tuned for part 3, and thanks for reading!
OTP Idea #816

Person A and Person B were childhood friends, but B has to move away. Years later, B finds A through social media, and they start talking everyday.
They end up falling in love, and B says they’ll come back to A’s country, but A says “I have [any type of cancer which needs transplant]. I’m waiting for a transplant, but I’m on the list for years now.” Person A thinks B will leave them, but to their surprise, Person B ends up at A’s door a couple days later. Some weeks after that, A is called for the transplant. If they survive the surgery or not, it’s up to you.

Bonus if Person A is way too weak for a transplant and the surgery is very risky.

Cred to @lady-mujin