[glaivehearted]

Hey – > I’m rebooting and moving jess to my multi. He’s not on the muse list yet but I’m adding her when I get home and she’s available now.

Find her here:  @heartsurpluss

[valiisthea]

Hello! Jess, here! You might know me from @slightedson , @ablehearted , and @lieutenanthearted! I’ve come bearing some gifts! I’ve made a multimuse to house my canons from lesser known fandoms and some ocs. Please reblog to spread the word !!

Muses include: 

Eames from Inception (Tom Hardy FC), Robert Capa from Sunshine (Cillian Murphy FC), Connor Temple from Primeval (Andrew Lee Potts FC), Green Oak from Pokemon, Kaminari Denki from My Hero Academia, Demyx from Kingdom Hearts, Cole Graves (Junior Deputy) from Far Cry 5!

[glaivehearted]

kingsglaivewulfrics:

Nyx lets her shove him, the distinctive sound of beads hitting the floor greeting his ears. He rose an eyebrow at her at her defense,

“Did they teach you to lose hair beads back in Galahd, as well?” His voice was light, but he held back his surprise at hearing that she came from his homeland. Perhaps one of the neighboring islands from his village? The thought of Galahd in general made him feel brief signs of melancholy, eyes narrowing just slightly —

“Hey!”

Hair yanked, and thoughts diverted. Probably for the best, at any rate. Thinking too much about home led to thinking about the… bad times.

“I’ll take your word for the beans being perfection, in that case.” He replied, being very selective of the words she spoke just now. It was just too easy.

“Probably not as good as the ones back home, but I ain’t gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. Your move.”

@multaffxv

“Listen, if you had just fixed the braids correctly the first time, you wouldn’t have lost all your precious little beads.” she chides, bending down to pick up three little stragglers that hadn’t made it very far across the floor. This will have to do, for now. “I’ll get you more beads later. Like, bright yellow and purple beads with that ugly flashy metallic coating on them.”

She grins at his wording, however, and begins separating his hair for the appropriate little braids. “Your lack of faith in my braiding ability is astounding. You’ll be eating your words instead of beans by the time I’m done with you.”

His comment about the bean quality has her sighing a bit wishfully. There are very few things in Insomnia that are even remotely like the things from back home. Beans included, of course. Insomnians can never quite get the spice right - but it’s better than no beans at all. That would be the ultimate tragedy.

“Depends on who’s cooking. You’ve never had Jess’ Super Ultra Spectacular Galahdian Beans yet. Now I’m gonna have to make you some, you know - no matter how these braids turn out.”

[glaivehearted]

gingersmiith:

“I’ll try,” he promised her. 

Okay.  So it hurt, but so did everything.  Just let it hurt, Tredd. You’ll be all right, your healer’s got you.

Breath.  In, in.  In again.

And out. Evenly, Tredd.

The magic was cold, oddly so to a flame like he was, but he was grateful for it and Jess’ care all the same.

“You’re doing great.” she reassured him, pressing the tips of her fingers to the back of his neck where she could feel the hard ridges in his spine. She watched as a soft blue glow traveled down to the base of his spine and then back up again, ensuring that if anything had been fractured or broken, it was fixed now.

She could move him around without worry, now.

“Keep breathing like that for me. I’m going to be patting you down to check for any other wounds and it’s going to be a little uncomfortable.”

[rpmemestbh]

Breathing Trouble Starters

❝Are you having trouble breathing?❞

❝I’m having trouble breathing all of the sudden.❞

❝Can we get out of here? I need some air.❞

❝Inhaler. Where’s my inhaler?❞ 

❝Where did you put your inhaler?!❞

❝Fuck, I can’t breathe.❞

❝Hey – deep breaths, okay? In and out.❞

❝We need to get you to a hospital, now.❞

❝Do you have asthma?❞

❝Are you having an asthma attack?❞

❝I think I’m having an asthma attack.❞

❝I can’t stop–panicking and I can’t–breathe–I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die–❞

❝Sit up so you can breathe better.❞

❝Take your shirt off. Loosen your collar.❞

❝Are you okay? You’re breathing kinda shallow…❞

❝Don’t panic, okay? It’s only gonna make things worse.❞

❝In, 2, 3. Out, 2, 3. Just like that.❞

❝You’re hyperventilating, you’re making it worse.❞

❝My chest really hurts…❞

❝I feel like my throat is closing…❞

❝Whoa, hey – don’t pass out on me. Have a seat.❞

❝Try to keep breathing.❞

❝I think you went a little too hard on the exercise. Sit down.❞

❝Has your cold really gotten that bad?❞

❝Did you eat something weird? What’s going on?❞

❝You’re turning blue. Fuck, you’re turning blue. Can you hear me?❞

[ofsilverbullets]

https://www.gofundme.com/m5cjkn-ragnar

So my sister’s kitty got some very bad news at urgent care today and needs to see a specialist for the next step. My sister is 22, living in a shitty apartment and barely making her bills as is.

If anyone just so happens to have something to share, even five bucks, I will literally kiss you on the fucking face. It’s my job as big sister to help her in her time of need and this is the best I can do from 800+ miles away.

If you can’t donate, I’d really appreciate it if you could reblog and share!! This would mean the world to us both, and to her baby kitty!! He’s only a year and a half old and he deserves a chance!!

Thank you so much everyone. For sharing, for caring, for donating, and for supporting. This will not go unrewarded.

Thank you so much again!

https://www.gofundme.com/m5cjkn-ragnar

[starlightiing]

Please help by boosting or donating if you can! My poor sister hasn’t stopped sobbing all day, she literally cannot afford all of the specialists that her kitty has to go to.

They think he may be anemic. Which means a blood transfusion which could go well or terribly badly. They also are unsure if the mass they spotted in his tummy in the mri is fluid or a tumor in his liver. So he has to go to a specialist for that as well.

If you have the means, please help if you can. If not, a reblog would mean the world to her and her sick kitty.

Thank you all so much!

[memesfromstuff]

final fantasy xv sentence starters ( part four.)

“ name’s ___, by the way. pleasure.”

“ surely you didn’t think it’d go unnoticed?”

“ lucky for you, i have integrity.”

“ if you wanna remain incognito, i’ll respect your wish… in exchange for a favor.”

“ with stakes. if you lose, you have to ___.”

“ i’m afraid you’re out of luck.”

“ and what’s your story?”

“ i only ask you keep the recklessness to a minimum.”

“ nice, you’re being helpful for a change.”

“ not like we made much effort to keep it secret.”

“ we needn’t befriend them, but we best not make them our enemy.”

“ yeah, i know: i’m awesome.”

“ i won’t keep you in the dark.”

“ see that over there?”

“ perhaps we should find a place to rest nearby.”

“ kinda wanna go for a dip.”

“ it’s famously delicious.”

“ is this place amazing or what?!”

“ didn’t think i’d enjoy the seaside this much.”

“ sounds like it’s made a good first impression.”

“ well, they’ll not take you forth.”

“ i’m an impatient traveler.”

“ the ceasefire’s getting us nowhere.”

“ what’s this? some sort of souvenir?”

“ they make those?”

“ consider it your allowance.”

“ you believe what s/he said about ___ being closed?”

“ i’m skeptical, though i won’t discount the possibility.”

“ i say we go check it out for ourselves.”

“ hey, i knew you’d come around!”

“ lemme see your map.”

“ all you gotta do is find me some ___. like this one.”

“ guess we have to stay another night.”

“ i’ll see what i can whip up.”

“ i wish ___ would get off my back.”

“ s/he’d ease up if you could just get up in the morning.”

“ alright. crack of dawn tomorrow, we train at the beach.”

“ if you think it’ll help.”

“ oh, no doubt about it. you’ll feel like a new person.”

“ i know just the place. c’mon.”

“ so, what’re we gonna do exactly?”

“ we’re going for a run. nice and simple.”

“ try saying that when your lungs are ripe to burst.”

“ sand’s tough to run on. there’s no better way to improve stamina.”

“ to make it interesting, what say we race?”

“ then i can’t lose, can i?”

“ hey! you trying to lose?”

“ piece of cake.”

“ hey, you’re not doing so bad.”

“ make sure you act nice and smug when you see him / her / them.”

“ even if that’s all you take from this, that’s good enough for me.”

“ good hustle out there.”

[glaivehearted]

@kingsglaivewulfrics

“Well excuuuuse me, grumpy gills.” She allows the thin braid to slip from between her fingers, unable to hold back a smirk as it hits him on the cheek.

“For your information, Santa is totally real. He brings me beans for Christmas.” she states matter-of-factly,  wincing as the wrappings on her arm jostle the wound slightly. Ouch.

“I was just...testing the strength of your braid-game. Good job, it didn’t come undone this time.”

[glaivehearted]

gingersmiith:

“Uh.”

The more accurate question might be where don’t you feel pain. 

“Someone get the license on that garulessa? who let a garulessa loose in the city? Feel like one trampled me.”

Jess couldn’t help but chuckle, however inappropriate that might be for this scenario. His sense of humor was still in tact, at the very least.

“You may not believe me, but it’s actually a good sign that you can feel your pain. With any luck, you won’t soon.”

Her hands slid from his cheeks down to the base of his neck, feeling around his spine with the utmost delicacy. She couldn’t afford to jostle his neck if his spine was cracked or broken, or else risk injuring him further.

Breathing in deep, she conjured up some healing magic and pressed it to the back of his neck. That would heal any injuries she may not see, and make it easier to relocate him for proper treatment.

“Might be a little cold. Just take deep, even breaths for me.”

[memeasaurus-promptus]

Injured/Bleeding Sentence Starters

“That’s a lot of blood…” 

“That’s not good…” 

“I think that’s more than a little cut.”

“You’re looking rather pale.”

“You’re bleeding!”

“That doesn’t look good…” 

“I don’t think that’s suppose to come out.” 

“That’s a bit of an interesting angle for that to go at.” 

“How do I get it to stop?!” 

“How are you still standing?!”

“Don’t get up, you’ll make it worse.” 

“What happened to you?”

“I can’t feel my fingers anymore…” 

“Everything hurts.” 

“Is everything supposed to go dark?”

“Ow, yeah, okay, that’s starting to hurt.” 

“It’s just a cut.” 

“I’ve had worse.” 

“You’re bleeding all over my floor!” 

“You better not die on me.” 

“They got a lucky shot…” 

“Next time don’t call me to come over only to find you in a pool of your own blood!” 

“You need to keep pressure on it.” 

“Don’t move!” 

“That looks nasty.” 

“Am I dying?” 

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[glaivehearted]

@gingersmiith

She let out an immediate sigh of relief. Good. He was conscious.

"There you are." she said softly, placing a hand to his cheek to keep his attention roused. "You'll be alright. Can you tell me where you feel pain?"

Hopefully he did feel pain, as rude as that might have sounded. That would rule out paralyzation or brain trauma... At least for now.

[glaivehearted]

@pelnakhaara

“Oh! Pelna, perfect. You’re just the person I was looking for!” She stops in her tracks when she finally locates him, reaching out to grab hold of his shoulder as though he might disappear on her if she doesn’t root him in place. 

“You know how they were working on that sanctuary for the orphaned children? Well, it’s finally open! I think we should stop by and go see the kids, what do you think?”

She can’t even imagine what suffering they must be feeling. Most of them are refugees from Niflheim who’s parents were killed for treason, most likely. The rest of them are kids from all over Insomnia and past Lucian territories who lost their parents in the fall of the city, or to daemon and Niflheim attacks.

“I’ve scrounged up some extra food and a few toys, nothing too special - but what can you do, right? I know there’s nothing we can do to take away their pain, but it might be nice for them to know people care about ‘em.”

[glaivehearted]

saxhamsurvivor:

The look Sage turns on her is full of suffering. “I’m gonna cough up my kidneys,” he says plaintively.  He’s warm under her hand, but at least not hot. “Throat hurts.”

Axis stands behind Jess, casting a worried gaze on his son. 

“Your kidneys, huh? Well let’s make sure they stay right where they’re supposed to.” She doesn’t mean to sound so amused, especially because she knows exactly what the boy is feeling - but his humor is quite funny. A good sign, at the very least.

“I just want to be certain that cough isn’t anything worse than congestion. Can you sit up for me real quick?” She digs around through her bag until she finds her stethoscope, unfolding the instrument and placing it gently in her ears. He doesn’t appear to be having any difficulties breathing, and no wheezing to yet be noted, so that is also a good sign. 

[glaivehearted]

sonitussilentii:

Sonitus smiled gently at Jess. I’m not picky, he signed. 

Truth be told, he didn’t mind having the younger woman as a roommate. The fact that she’d been so summarily thrown out, not even given time to find new lodgings… well, that really demonstrated how worthwhile they really were to Lucis, now didn’t it?

Especially given that Jess was a medic. They needed medics.

Thank you.

“You’re welcome.” she replied with relief, handing him his plate before bothering to make her own. He was, after all, still employed and had worked a full day. He deserved to come home to a nice, hot meal. Even if it was just beans and rice.

“I hope your day wasn’t too stressful. I hear bits and pieces of how things are going from Tredd, and it sounds like the pressure is starting to build now, huh?” 

It wasn’t so much that she was prying for information, it was just that she missed having it. Especially since joining their little faction outside of Lucis’ knowledge, she’d only been briefed on minor points. Perhaps that’s how it was for them all, in the end.

[glaivehearted]

saxhamsurvivor:

“Thank you,” Axis says, his eyes lightening just a little.  He steps aside so she can enter. “It’s probably just a cold, but…”

But he can’t afford a proper doctor on the remote possibility that it’s worse. At least if it’s worse, Sonitus and Tredd will help out, as much as he hates to ask it of them… but he can’t ask them to cover a doctor’s visit.

He shows her to the room where Sage is curled up coughing; the girls have been transferred to Axis’ own room for now.

“Well, you can’t ever be too careful, right?” She can understand his worry, with the rising price of healthcare and the less-than-friendly environment these days, coupled with most healthcare professional’s lack of attention to detail - a small cold really could end up being fatal.

It’s always better to be safe rather than sorry, especially with children.

“Aww, he sounds miserable.” Jess comments, upon hearing Axis’ son coughing from across the room. Congestion is just awful, especially to little ones.

“Hey, buddy. Not feelin’ too great, are ya?” She places a tentative hand to the boy’s forehead to try and give a preliminary gauge on whether or not he has a fever. He’s certainly warm, but it’s too hard to tell. “Can you tell me what’s bothering you, aside from that nasty cough?”

[glaivehearted]

I know Jess is a big goober in general, but I’d really like to use her in more serious scenarios here and there to make like,,, real bonds and friendships and stuff.

I’m happy to move to any point in her timeline too. And I’m versatile. I’ll make a verse for anything if my main verse doesn’t work.

[riskfulings-deactivated20180602]

&. SOFT ANGST STARTERS.

“please look at me.”

“is s/he really just a friend?”

“i’m just disappointed.”

“you know i’m not like that.”

“don’t give me space. that’s the last thing i want with you.”

“i know you still love me.”

“i can’t think straight with you.”

“why are you so stubborn?”

“don’t do this here.”

“trust me on this.”

“please don’t misunderstand me.”

“you… you never had a problem with it before.”

“i know i shouldn’t be here.”

“what do you mean by that?”

“you deserve more.”

“can you just kiss me? one last time? that’s all i ask.”

“i’m scared.”

“i swear i’ll do things different this time.”

“s/he’s beautiful. i hope s/he makes you happy.”

“i want to believe you, i do.”

“not everyone is going to hurt you.”

“i’m… i’m trying. i really am.”

“i can’t sleep.”

“how long will this go on for?”

“can i hug you?”

“do you ever mean the things you say?”

“you won’t understand.”

“you’re making me think that what they told me about you was right.”

“am i too late?”