[tctidem]

                                                    One light                                           Higher than the sun                                              Invisible to some                                                 Until it’s time

[tctidem]

                                                    One light                                           Higher than the sun                                              Invisible to some                                                 Until it’s time

[mcnypieces]

     Not much remains of the remake. After spending a few days remembering how to art and filling stuff out on the new blog, the only thing I lack now is a tag system, a little promo for prosperity, and a choice I’m not really sure how to make. I’ve still not decided if I want to condense my two active ( read: active at one time this century ) blogs down to one for easier access and to feel less bothered by being on one more than another. I feel as though it would be better off to have it all in one place, as the other blog has only one OC on it and is just as messy and cluttered and this one, but I still have my reservations.

     Otherwise, though... Soon™.

[mcnypieces]

     A month later and at last I come bearing an update once again. It’s bound to be incredibly lengthy as life has not been its most placid, but I am here nonetheless.

     TL;DR for those also struggling with their time recently: Life stressful, Bun scare, WoW fun but friend/Mythic+ group is a mess due to losing a friend to toxicity, I will likely be remaking this multimuse blog and starting fresh there to give me more incentive to be around to write comfortably in a fresh, happy, non-cluttered place, complete with a new Birkan OC I talked about some months before now. Though I haven’t technically decided and was going to ask opinions, I will likely still be remaking, as everything here is a mess. Lulu’s blog will remain as is for now, as I am attached to it and has retained more activity from me ( not much more, however ), though I have also considered moving her with everyone as well to keep everyone in one place and maybe make my mind feel more focused in a collective space. I’m still very much on the fence about it. Thoughts on that are welcome.

     There was a bit of optimism at the beginning of my break to play WoW. However, a little less than a day into the launch, I noticed something off about the youngest of my rabbits. Hazel, a netherland dwarf gifted to me by a neighbor down the way during Christmas a couple years ago so she had friends and wasn’t alone during the day, developed a head tilt. It was enough to be noticeable, but nowhere near the cases most see posted in pictures. Head tilt in rabbits is often a very serious thing, as it can cause permanent damage and even death if not treated immediately. Anything from an injury to unkempt ears to a common parasite ( which is technically classified as a fungus ) to neurological troubles - the range is about as vast as self-diagnosing with WebMD. Torticollis in rabbits has a bunch of different causes, very few of which are relatively mild.

     I was - to say the least - in absolute hysterics. She was off balance, tripping over herself, curling up into herself trying to keep footing. To somebody that’s never seen it in person before, it looks like you’re watching an animal on the verge of passing from something neurological. I had no idea what was going on. To be frank, I was absolutely terrified. It was 1AM and very few vets were 24-hour, especially in this crisis, much less ones that could look at rabbits. I steeled myself to call the closest one for recommendations on what to do and where to go. Naturally, I was told there was nothing this place could do besides euthanasia ─ which, in my very emotional state, I was incredibly offended by the mere immediate suggestion of. Hazel had been acting completely normal up until then, and she still had her energy. She was trying to climb all over the place despite having no balance, and she showed no other symptoms of anything besides just tilting and falling over herself. At this point obviously I know they were simply stating that was the only thing they could do as they don’t take exotic pets, but in the moment, being offered it as the first and seemingly only solution made me upset. I’m sure that would be anybody in that situation. So, of course, I refused, and they told me of other places that would be able to at least see her at that time and give me more sound options.

     I find a 24 hour emergency pet clinic about thirty minutes away. There’s a place that for sure takes exotics, but it’s 2 hours away and closed at this hour. Okay, fine, I don’t have time to wait with this. I call the 24 hour clinic. They tell me they do see exotics and can treat the basics but they don’t have the equipment to properly diagnose anything for certain. Unfortunate, but I don’t have any other options at this point. They say they will take her and monitor her behavior to figure out where I should go from there. I take her there. I try not to break down again on the ride there, I try not to break down as they take her padded comfy box from me. They tell me they have another, more serious case they have to see to immediately but will monitor her and do a basic check-up. It will take them an hour at minimum, and I was welcome to stay in the parking lot. I decide against it, go home to clean up and prep a space for her while trying to steel myself more. It takes a couple hours for them to call back. 

     Lo and behold, they have no idea what’s wrong. As stated when I called, aside from the head tilting, she is acting completely normal. Eating, going to the bathroom, has her energy, no leg or eye issues that are common with the usual problems that lead to head tilting. What tests they can run are absolutely normal. They gave her what they referred to as “a bunny feast”, and she delighted herself in it with no problems, and they even brushed her down for me ( I didn’t get the chance yet, her winter coat was just coming in ). She just has a head tilt all of a sudden, out of nowhere. This is great news, but it’s also upsetting, because I still have no idea what’s going on. They give me medication for an infection and Metacam for the potential pain she could have been in, and sent me on my way to monitor her at home. If anything changed for the worse, I would take her to the vet in Raleigh two hours away to have actual tests done. 

     Okay, so I’m still in the dark on what’s wrong, but I have medication. Great. I watch her for two weeks, give her the infection medication every 12 hours and the pain medication the first 4 days. And, in time, her head tilt begins to disappear. That tells both the doctor and I that it was either 1) an ear infection, which was now cured, or 2) an injury. My mind has me leaning towards the latter, if only because I know how fast she runs all over the place and Jolyne, my cat, does play with her. They have done so for years now without issue, often times Jojo will be running away from Hazel rather than vice versa. Hazel will do loops back and forth and then suddenly charge at her in an attempt to catch her off guard. I have not let her out with Jojo since then in case roughhousing was in fact the cause, but Hazel is back to running around like the crazy thing she is. I’m still watching her every day, and all the rabbits will hopefully be getting new, large hutches for Christmas. Hazel’s has been ordered. To this moment, I still have no idea what caused her head tilt. What I did learn, however, is that there are a lot of rabbits that get euthanized due to head tilt, when most of the ailments - if caught early enough and with lengthy TLC - can be cured. Rabbits can even live happily with the tilt should it become permanent ( which it can be! ). Here is a happy bun who lived a wonderful life with a permanent head tilt. Much worse than the way Hazel’s was, but the common bad tilt nonetheless. I called to tell them the great news, how grateful I was they could do anything at all, and they were ecstatic to have me call them back. Things in that regard are now back to normal, but I keep an eye on her as per usual. Definitely not the kind of scare I was expecting out of nowhere, but one I received nonetheless.

     During the time I monitored her and kept her close at my side in her hutch ( I went out of the way to move her hutch in with me when I cleaned it, because why wouldn’t I? ), I enjoyed the launch of Shadowlands. My main WoW friend group, A/B/C/D/E, were all playing and content with what was happening. We even were talking to old friends, thinking about raiding, had two new friends coming to learn to play the game. It was great! But then base Mythics came out, and things went sour out of nowhere. 

     One of our long time friends in our original Mythic+ group became the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back. We’ve all had our disagreements and issues with said friend for some time, as he has been very negative the past few months and a hamper on the friend group even before launch. Everyone knows things are at an all time low, and the world is not in its best state - but we come to play games to get away from the realities of things. We’re here to have fun and kid around, not to mope. This is not to say we’re not here to be supportive if something is genuinely wrong, or that sadness just isn’t allowed ever. That would be silly. We’re always here to support each other in rough times, and such is the reason we’re as tight-knit as we are to begin with. Always has been the case. 

     However, this was not your typical sad sort of negative. This was the permanent “Glass is Half Empty” mentality. Everything had to be negative. Win a BG match? He didn’t have fun because he got targeted down one time when he was alone on a caster. Clear base Mythics for the first time of the expansion? No time to celebrate, because he didn’t get a piece of gear out of it, or he didn’t do the burst he wanted on a trash pack because we didn’t cater to his pull plan. During the second week of Mythics, he was constantly complaining about not getting gear drops to the point it was making other members upset. No one likes doing eight dungeons, getting one or two drops, and both being pieces you don’t need. Hell, I did Mythic+ this entire week since it came out and I still have a Heroic neck on my body because it has a socket and great stats and I’ve not gotten another drop since. But to complain about not getting a drop and dunking on people who are getting the upgrade ─ which, in turn, betters the group ─ is just ridiculous. This was not exclusive to just WoW, either. Everything they played together when I was not present, he acted the same way ─ negative, upsetting, and very, very defensive whenever someone would tell him to knock it off. He’d pull the “oh you don’t care about me” card. He constantly felt like people were coming after him, even when nobody ever was, and that everyone just had something against him and we kept him there out of sheer pity ─ which was infuriating to all of us, the people who still considered him a friend and cared about him to tolerate the toxic behavior and try to work through it. He’d pretend to be a victim if you tried to call him out on bad behavior, acting as if he was being singled out, while also bad mouthing other people and poking fun at them and then disguising it as a joke ( or in his case, “a meme” ). When you’d do the same back, he’d pull the whole “dude that’s not cool, I get you’re joking but it’s not funny” attitude every time. He had to be right all the time, and if you tried to tell him he was wrong, he’d fight you on it until the bloody end, even when proven wrong earlier. He wanted to be catered to and, if things weren’t going the way he wanted, he was negative. If he wasn’t having fun, nobody else was allowed to have fun. 

     Friend A, who is essentially our leader that brought everybody together and often makes calls for the group ( though in reality we’re all just an aimless bunch of friends messing around and having fun ), has known Friend C for a longer than any of us. He considers him his best friend, and they have been close for many years since Cataclysm. We’re all friends, of course, but A and C have been close for a very long time. They are very supportive of one another, regardless of what happens, and always have been. However, even Friend A is getting very frustrated with Friend C’s behavior. Friend C has not always been like this. In fact, he used to be the complete opposite. He loves the guy to death and back, but the other members, particularly Friend D, is getting into mini verbal fisticuffs during dungeons disguised as friendly fun being poked and forth almost every night. Friend D complains about Friend C behind his back ( which he has been asked to tone down and, some nights, has been agreed with based on the issue at hand ). A new coworker of Friend A who is also a very chill, cool person had her own reservations about him when she joined due to his behavior and it kept her from joining voice calls. Hell, I got into an argument with him a week before launch due to his behavior, to which he tried to invalidate my argument by claiming I was “coming after him” and therefore my side was automatically invalid because I had a “personal vendetta” against him and me “shit-talking” him while making my points “comes off a certain way” ─ when the point I was making had absolutely nothing to do with him personally. Again, the same “I’m being attacked” mentality, when no such thing was happening.

     Eventually one night while he was complaining about loot, Friend A had a talk with him about not complaining about not getting loot anymore, as it was wearing on everyone’s nerves. Mythic+ would come out soon, loot would be flowing in, and everyone would eventually be geared, including him. This wasn’t the first time he was talked to in regards to the way he’d been acting in general. He agreed to tone it down, and that was that. But guess what? That didn’t happen. The next night we finish up our Mythics, and he has to physically stop himself from making a comment and covers it up with “nope, I promised I wouldn’t complain about loot” with a tone that sounds like someone is struggling really, really hard not to say something and is holding back. Normally this would be something nobody cares about and is part of the process but this isn’t the first time he said something about it. He then proceeds to complain anyway, spends night questioning the tank’s ( Friend D at the time ) pulls and complaining about being beat in DPS every other pull because “oh I don’t have gear cause the game hates me so-” when he’s not even doing his AoE rotation properly ( found this out later after everything fell through ). His attitude is so negative it’s affecting the way he plays and, to put it bluntly, he’s playing and acting like shit.

    So Friend A sits him down. Again. At this point he’s still trying his absolute best to work things out with him, but his foot has come down. His behavior for months has been toxic. People are getting fed up. He’s bringing down group morale. Everyone is worried his attitude is going to make the new people who are trying to learn the game quit because he’s constantly shit talking the game and pretending the world is ending in voice. Friend A tells him he’s here for him still and how he’s always here to talk if life is a mess and Friend C is still welcome, but he needs to get his shit straight. By the end of the chat, Friend C claims “that’s just how he is” and he can’t do anything about it ─ which is just such bullshit. We know good and well how he really is, and this ain’t it. He’s just too lazy, full of himself, and down on his luck to acknowledge he has a problem. He says it’s shitty of us not to “accept him for who he is” and how we all know his life is shit and that he’s justified. Friend A essentially tells him he doesn’t want somebody like that in his group. Friend C takes this as “oh I don’t want you here period”, essentially says “well I don’t want to be in a group that just pities me and takes me along because they feel bad and not because they’re actually my friends”, leaves the discord group, removes Friend A from discord, removes friend A from Battle.net, then blocks him in both places. Out of nowhere. Friend A then comes to announce that Friend C will no longer be a part of our group. This is a TL;DR, since I wasn’t there for the conversation and it’s been a little bit since I’ve asked Friend A exactly what was said and feel it inappropriate to ask for specifics again since it’s all behind us now and that night still upsets him to this moment.

    Since then, Friend C has come back to try and make amends to everyone, especially the group, as he dropped without telling anybody out of frustration and essentially said “fuck you” to the entire group because he was upset at his best friend. Friend A was very emotional about it after it happened as, like said, this was his best friend who essentially just claimed he didn’t care about him at all and just pitied him despite doing everything he could to try to keep everybody happy and even catering to Friend C at times against his better judgement. Despite that, however, Friend A has stated multiple times he would not even take Friend C back as a friend unless he had a life evaluation first. Friend A and Friend C sat down to have another talk after the dust settled so Friend C could apologize, as Friend C reached out supposedly to do so, but he still acted as though he didn’t do anything wrong. He swore constantly on his dog-who-he-loved-dearly’s ashes he didn’t say the shitty things he said to Friend A that night. He didn’t own up to anything he said or did, only apologized for leaving immediately and dipping on everyone else, as he worried he’d “burned the bridge”. Friend A did not welcome him back with open arms but told him his doors were still open to talk and were never closed to begin with ( Friend C closed them himself by leaving suddenly, after all ) and that he could talk to him again when he figured everything out. Everyone is at least on speaking terms again, but he has not rejoined the discord nor the game group, and wasn’t even playing for a time. Now he’s supposedly playing and having fun again on his own terms and doing things we haven’t. Supposedly. So our Mythic+ group had a gap in it, which was filled by one of the new friends who just started playing. Both new players in our group are learning fast, but it has slowed our progression down, which we accept. People have swapped around classes to find accommodations as well, with Friend A now tanking and Friend D healing as they did before, delaying progress further. But now with things decided and in place, we will begin to push again. After all, it’s only the first week of Mythic+. We haven’t really lost any important progress.

    Friend A was very upset and felt like there was more he could’ve done, but everyone in the group has told him day in and day out there was nothing else he could’ve done. Friend C still has a lot to sort out and has seemingly taken absolutely nothing from this situation.

    Both of these situations, on top of the seizures the person I consider a second mom to me still happening ( which she went in for today to be looked at again while she’s being treated for something else ), has made writing nigh impossible. I have been having a lot of fun playing WoW and the issue with Friend C, while a big hamper on things in the moment, hasn’t stopped me from enjoying it as is. Both the major hospitals near me have recently announced they are at full capacity on virus patients and will no longer be accepting more of them and, so long as there’s no immediate reason to do so, have asked people to stay inside as much as possible because of it. With Hazel’s emergency making me miss my dad’s small Thanksgiving as I was up all night that night and it was the next day, this means I will also not make it to his Christmas. I did not go to my mom’s get-together for Christmas either, as it was at her restaurant where she works and the number of people there made me nervous. She was sad, but there’s nothing I could really do to justify the risk. The fact people still want to have any kind of gathering even for the holidays blows my mind.

     That all being said, things have calmed down enough for me to consider making another attempt at writing again and retuning to the blogs I have missed dearly. The breaks are always nice, but I’ve had to take far too many of late, and struggling with the energy and mindset to write for months is really starting to get under this bun’s blue fur. In the time I’ve been away I’ve thought about remaking this blog, as it’s a complete mess and riddled with old things that are no longer a part of it. My tags are messed up, my info is all over the place, and I feel as though a fresh place filled with friends who are still active might speed up the process of getting me back on track. In addition to that, I’ve thought more about the OC idea I brought up some time ago and will be adding said OC to the roster once things are set-up, assuming I go through with the idea. I’ve also considered adding Lulubelle to the multimuse as well to keep everyone in one place, but as I’m attached to her blog and hers is more organized, I’m reluctant to do so. It is a thought and consideration, nonetheless. It will all take some time to do, but afterward, assuming it goes as expected, activity will resume once again.

      It will take some time, but hopefully things will be back to the way they were soon enough. ♥

[mcnypieces]

     Me sittin’ around thinkin’ about my WoW OCs while still being unable to write because stress won’t leave me be yet focus continues to avoid me at every turn.

[mcnypieces]

pumpkin fever.

meanwhile, caesar had gotten pumpkin carving down to an exact science. they flickered with malformed smiles and wicked eyes, tall and squat and twisted. like all monstrous things, it was the one time of year he did not feel so out of place, and he owed it to the season to give it what life he could offer. “pica-sama!” his head perked up from his intent work, his elbow-length purple gloves covered in the sinewy guts of a perfectly contrasting shade. “i’ve just hollowed out another one, if you’d like to try your hand at making a face this year.” 

     A sickening sound of one after another being gutted too eagerly, almost without remorse in the spirit. Would be that the specifics might intrigue him more were it true gore and not some overly giddy implication of it. The passion he hears in the call of his name with such high infliction makes him forget the severity of his own tone, that pure dedication to the season a feeling he does not share with the scientist. In light of seasons, Pica would sooner find more comfort carving something into stone than the flesh of a crop. He meets enthusiasm with not even a turn of the head, almost shrinking beneath the force of Caesar’s optimism. ❝ I’ll pass ... ❞

[mcnypieces]

     Had he been paid some insignificant amount of pocket change for every abandoned, rotting pumpkin still sitting out days before its appropriate time, he’d have robbed Doffy blind and taken the entire kingdom for himself without ever once intending to .

[rp-ask-memes-deactivated2026012]

// PSA.

I do not intentionally mean to drop threads randomly.

I do not intentionally mean to forget to reply.

I do not intentionally take forever to reply.

I do not intentionally favor other writers.

I will always LOVE writing with all of you!! just because I do the above things =/= me having lesser interest in our interactions. this has been a PSA.

[dirtshrines]

Pressed Flowers

[mcnypieces]

HOW DO YOU BEST LIKE TO BE LOVED?

hear me with an honest heart——People hear without really listening, most of the time, and you hate it. you know that your words are falling dead from your mouth in a conversation as the other person just sits and waits until it is their turn to talk again. you crave more, you want to be heard with a purpose and an honesty of intentional knowing. because you are so many things, and they live within you, and you want to share them, but it is hard, because to speak is to allow someone to listen. to speak is to chance being heard. and if you are heard, and if they listen, then they will know. my darling dove, you deserve to be known. you deserve to talk until your voice gets rough and to have someone listen to every word. you deserve the kindness of an active investment by another in what it is you have to say. it isn't selfish, i promise, i swear.

tagged by. @jyargal​ ( aaaa thank you!  ( ´ ▽ ` ) / ♥ )

[assassin1513]

Deep Blue Space 🌌 gifs made by me :)

[mcnypieces]

     Work with me here while I brainstorm the recent ideas that’ve come to mind for a new OC and just put them down somewhere:

     Birkan, hailing from the skies. Unremembered, likely forgotten. Born with a rare birth defect that gives them a second set of wings, but rather than being adorned on their back it has taken the place of their ears, thus making them deaf. Their parents, likely fearing imperfection or bad omens in some regard, cast the child from the sky. This occurred before Birka was ultimately destroyed, inadvertently saving the now abandoned orphan.

     Survived the terribly long fall, but suffers from amnesia. They don’t know there’s still islands in the sky, or that they’re descendant of an ancient race now nearly lost to time. All they know is that they’re alone, incredibly confused, and capable of advanced flight enhanced by two sets of wings. For a long time, when asked for a name, they would state the obvious - “I don’t know”. In time they adopt the name Apollyon. Some might affectionally refer to them as “Polly” - if they had anybody to do such a thing, of course.

     In time comes into the possession of a polearm, which they train laboriously with for a long while, until it is lost in combat and mysteriously found abandoned days later ( likely also due to failure or disappointment ). It is found not as a weapon, but a polecat, making it a sentient being born of armaments through a still unknown process of giving a Devil Fruit to a weapon. She keeps the name of the weapon - Disobedience ( “Dissy”, for short ). In that bittersweet turn of events, it gives them their only companionship. Dissy is stubborn and defensive, but a soft furry noodle in Apollyon’s hands. She might lessen her charge a little if you bring her something nice to eat, though...

     Very agile and fit. Carries the strength of their heritage, which makes them a strong warrior. Their eyesight rivals an eagle’s, which makes them an adept lip reader. Haki covers many weaknesses of a lack of hearing. The only disadvantage they struggle with is the inability to hear music - in voices, in compositions, in nature. Though never having the prior experience to it, it is a lament they carry every day.

     They lack the terminology and beliefs of Birka. Though strangely comforted by the sight of the moon at night, they recall nothing of home, with nothing to remind them of such, and their only inspirations come from the will to live and those around them. Fairytales, native terms, and the like are all lost on Apollyon, though this has not prevented them from having a way with words. They often wax poetic, have an interest in literature, and enjoy the finer parts of earthen life. Then again, it’s something that can be appreciated in general, given the struggle to survive the wilderness before learning to fly well enough to cross islands and escape the forested hell they were dumped in. They also prefer longer garments, such as robes and gowns, that may protentional hide their wings from view. It’s often a futile attempt, as hiding them is uncomfortable, and the second set struggles to stay contained under head pieces of any kind.

     The wings in place of ears give better control and balance. In addition, they are also expressive, much like an an animal’s or an elf’s. Should they tire of a conversation, they will often simply block their sight of you with their upper set of wings. Without sight or hearing, this essentially cuts the opposing party off, without the effort of a back turn. It’s as insulting as it is endearing, really.

     Likes to lounge around. Pretty easy-going, commonly. Knows well how to hunt and fish but would prefer to never have to do so barbarically for themselves again - but that wouldn’t stop them from doing so forever, should it be life or death. They catch game in a more refined way purely for Disobedience, as her preference for fresh kills over treated ones in markets is very obvious. Apollyon would sooner sit upon a long, cushioned couch and muse endlessly about the things they’ve seen than get down and dirty with a repeated experience. Once is enough - unless it’s something they enjoy, such as the sight of open waters and the sky mid-flight or proper meditation.

      It can be assumed, based purely on appearance, that Apollyon is of Birkan descent. Any history buff or a survivor of the destroyed island would undoubtedly be able to make the connection even despite their birth defect. But who could reliably point something like that out? Would it be enough to jog the very few memories they have of home? No one knows... everyone else without the belief of races in the sky simply think them a Devil Fruit user of some sort, or perhaps some kind of angelic harbinger. It makes for a lot of fear and not a lot of ready acceptance. That being said, the solidarity doesn’t really bother them... most of the time.

[siins]

a bunch of hyenas :^)

[mcnypieces]

     Wanting to write, draw, and level at the same time but you are only one entity with one attention span and limited time even in your above average amount of free time and you can’t decide what you wanna do so you just AAAAAAA 

[zahraalgernon]

            Can you hear her melody?                                     Rising, falling, tragically

                                                                                                                                   Spectated by Nami

[lewerta]

We dream in colors borrowed from the sea

Gifs by @leahberman

[mcnypieces]

     this is a ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  ♥ ♠ Pica Appreciation Post ♠ ♥ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ and it’s mandatory. sorry I don’t make the rules I just enforce them