Thank You, Please Boost! I’ve Been Living In Hell For 11 ½ Years. I’m So Close To Freedom…!

Perhaps. A lady never tells.

Vale: We’re not gonna burn it

Irene: C'mon dude, you never let me burn anything

I live for the idea of Percy standing up in class and absolutely losing it whenever anyone suggests that Dionysus is a powerful being or even vaguely coherent.

Percy would write essays such as "Why Hercules is a Dick" and "As Far As Poseidon Goes As A Parent, He's Okay (compared to other gods)" but would be unable to cite his sources. He gets a B.

percy’s mythology essays never follow the topic and devolve into wild, chaotic rambling halfway through, but he’s very opinionated and the professor is wildly entertained so percy still passes the class

Go Ethiopia!

Source: https://www.lonelyplanet.com/news/2019/08/02/ethiopia-tree-planting/

Aww, very cute. Yeah, I agree about Kai being somewhat of a hopeless romantic.

Hiya, what do you reckon for 8 of the otp questions? Thanks

I think Irene probably would prefer if people didn't know that Kai was her student because they may judge her so they say that they met through work which is correct anyway.

Kai probably likes to describe Irene exactly as they met, right down to the gravel in her hair, followed by that he knew she was the one as soon as he saw her argue with Bradamant because he likes that fiery side about her.

Irene tells it very factually and calls him an idiot but kisses him anyway

I’m finally able to get life-changing help, and I can’t afford it. Please help spread this. Please help me work towards recovery instead of getting irreparably worse.

Hi, my name is Casper! Here’s some pictures of me to prove I am a real person. TL;DR I am really sick, here’s my donation fund

I just got laid off due to covid 19- I was working full time even though my job was bad for my condition. I’m a chronically ill, disabled, and mentally ill trans and nonbinary person (ehlers danlos syndrome, postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome, narcolepsy, hypermobility, fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, chronic pain syndrome, chronic costochondritis, gastroparesis, endometriosis, PTSD, major depression, anxiety, and much more). I finally moved out of my small town, which only supplied healthcare via deeply transphobic and religious sources. 

Since doing so I have finally had access to care. I started therapy and got my chronic illnesses accurately diagnosed. I have had these illnesses mostly since birth, but they became unmanageable 6 years ago and I have been suffering with no known cure or diagnosis since. These illnesses almost made me drop out of school and have already impacted my career. 

Now I finally have treatment open to me, and it could change my life. Please help me. My illnesses are actively getting worse and threatening to prevent me from doing the only things I care about. I have not been bedridden like this since before I figured out how to manage my symptoms, and I have never been in this much constant pain. 

My shitty insurance will not cover anything until I pay $1000 for my deductible per treatment type. I need 3 types (listed below). After I do that, they’ll cover 80% of the expenses and I can hopefully handle it then. Unemployment will be enough to cover my rent and food, luckily, but not much else. State healthcare would not help me more than my current healthcare. I am applying for disability now that I have a diagnosis but it is a lengthy process. 

1. My insurance WAS covering therapy but surprise! They changed their minds, didn’t tell me until this week, and now I’m $850 in debt to my therapist and I’ll have to stop therapy cold turkey right when I need it most. Once I pay back the $850 debt + $150 to hit the deductible, I can continue therapy. That’s hoping I don’t accrue a ton of interest before that happens and become hopelessly in debt. 

2. My physical therapy to help me stop dislocating my joints constantly and being in so much pain I can’t sleep, walk, or draw was slated to start April 15th (today) and continue weekly for 7 weeks. If I can pay $1000 of visits, I hopefully can manage to pay the co-pay after insurance kicks in. 

3. And finally, I desperately need a psychiatrist. Psychiatrists are the only kind of doctor that can give me the kind of medication that will help the majority of my physical illnesses - not just my mental illnesses. My nerves bombard my brain with pain signals and the only way to begin to help me is to quiet those signals. Again, I’ll need to pay $1000 to that doctor as well before my benefits kick in. 

This isn’t even counting what I’ll be needing to pay for my medications and mobility aids (I need splints to stop my joints from dislocating, but they are not cheap). I am going to have to put those things on hold, along with a terrible tooth infection that I have been trying to save up to fix for 3 years now. 

GoFundMe’s 3% fee tacks on about $90 assuming I somehow manage to raise this money 

.https://www.gofundme.com/f/ehlers-danlos-syndrome-treatment-for-casper

That brings me to a minimum of $3,090 to get into the doctor’s office.

Please help spread this. I know everyone is in a tough spot right now, and I deeply appreciate it. My life was just about to finally get better when this came crashing down on me. 

Here’s some of my art. Its the only thing I have to offer the world most days. I want to continue living and making my work. Please help. 

This is fabulous, looking gorgeous! Arthur is very much a fan, apart from the fact he funnily enough just happens to lose his train of thought rather often in council meetings now. I wonder why? Your art is amazing, seriously talented?

AU where we ignore the ending and Merlin gets to do magic freely and gets to be bad ass Royal Sorcerer of Camelot

You are having a great week for sweet stuff, first the cake, now this. You go girl! What flavour is it?

Oh she a beauty

We need to be aware of this more

talk about yemen. talk about the 63,000 yemeni children that died of preventable causes. talk about how the UN dubbed it “ the world’s largest humanitarian crisis ”. talk about US’ major role in backing Saudi Arabia’s bombing. talk! talk! talk! this needs to get the deserved and much needed attention.

I’m really enjoying learning about your ocs, they’re super cool! That last line is so great, I love it!

Evangeline’s London

The street was slick from the rain that had awoken her in the early hours of the morning. Filthy puddles collected at the edge of the road, the surface streaked rainbow from the oil dripping off the cabs as they splashed through them.

The smog swirled around her as she walked along, it never really faded, except for maybe in the summer, when the sun managed to break through the clouds and warm the city. But in the dead of winter, most days were dark, and they stayed dark all throughout the day, even at noon when the sun should have been shining through.

She brushed past people, the people were as gloomy as the city was, all dressed in heavy coats of dark colours, all greys and browns and blacks. Her dark green coat was the only colour as she cut through them. Other than the whispers between people and the squeaking wheels of the cabs, there was no sound on the streets. There wasn’t open conversation, people did not talk to each other as they walked, they murmured apologies if they bumped into people, and then continued on, heads down.

Most of the people wore something to cover their mouths, no one wanted to breathe in the foul-smelling smog, it made people cough and wheeze. Evangeline had wound her scarf around her face, over her mouth and nose, and she wasn’t the only one to do that, a lot of the other people did it too. When it got too hot for her to wear a scarf then she’d wear a veil, the scarf did a better job of filtering out the smell and taste of the air, but it was uncomfortable.

It wasn’t a short walk to work, nearly an hour, weaving through the people and hurrying across the busy roads, everyone always seemed to have a place to be, somewhere that they were going to, and not all of them had regard for others, and Evangeline found herself jostled, she was stronger than she looked though and she didn’t stumble as she simply carried on walking, knocking them out of her way.

She didn’t like the trains, didn’t like the heaving crowds that poured in and out of the underground stations. And besides, she didn’t mind walking to work, she could stop off for breakfast and coffee at the small café not too far from the office, ducking in for a quick cup of black coffee and whatever pastries that they had available for the day.

London didn’t stop. It didn’t ever stop. There was always something being done, and there was always a job to do. There were always crimes for her to investigate and solve, criminals to chase down and to stop. London was a city that was full of life, teeming with it. It was like there was a wheel, turning, pushing London on and on, no matter what horrific story was splashed on the front page of the newspaper: ‘Man murdered in Covent Garden, police searching for masked man’, according to the man selling them on the corner of the street at least.

It was a dark and dreary city, all greys and browns and blacks, and it was so alive.

Irene has the right idea, mint choc chip is supreme!

My current ice cream headcannons?

Kai: rum and raison

Irene: mint choc chip

Vale: coffee

Li Ming: Lemon

Ao Shun: licorice

Silver: vanilla

Catherine: white chocolate