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drinking water is really good for you and helps you feel better but I cantt fucking figure out where does the water go when you drink it. it just leaves
huge biology nerd here: it actually goes into your stomach and then passes quickly through there to your small intestine where then the bloodstream absorbs it and eventually uses most of it and the extra gets pushed towards the kidneys and filtered through the macula densa cells and eventually you’re peeing it out.
so essentially the extra water actually goes into the bloodstream which gets put into the kidneys and the rest gets used up by your cells and muscles and organs and whatever else your body uses it for!
hope that helped out with a little explanation there :)
i think i've mentioned it before in passing but it still fucks me up how Orlok is a physical manifestation of every "wrong and sinful" desire that Ellen tries to repress, as well as the panic that is associated with them.
the first sexual urges of her puberty (he claims her "ever-eternally"). the desire to dominate her husband (he dominates Thomas at the castle, demanding the subservience she never could). her queerness (he drinks from Anna, long and deep, and destroys Harding's family). the desperate longing for companionship, regardless of how dark and abnormal she believes herself to be (he answers her call from miles away, crosses an ocean for her, wants her, wants her, wants her - but she cannot imagine being wanted without repercussions, and so he brings the plague with him, a punishment for the sin of receiving what she craves).
Ellen is a mess of crushing guilt. she only ever sees ugliness in herself and i think it's so compelling to see her being desired above all else - not despite, but because of that ugliness, y'know?..
Dropping in a last minute Valentine's request bc l can't get this idea out of my head:
Gotham Zsasz with the same s/o from my last ask. Instead of an adrenaline-filled high-stakes back and forth kinda deal they have going on, they're sitting alone on a secluded rooftop. They finally have the chance to talk and just enjoy each other’s company in a softer context, especially since neither of them are really soft or emotional people
"Rooftop Musings" Gotham Zsasz X Reader Valentine's Day Date (Valentine's Day Event 2025)
Aw, but no one is immune to soft emotional moments. Not even Zsasz. This is for the (Now over) Valentine's Day Event!
TW: none
The night had been shockingly quiet. Work for the two of you had thinned the last few days- Even as you thrived in the violence of Gotham, it was a welcome break. You'd asked him to meet you on the rooftop of your apartment complex. It was empty on a night like this. The only noise was the hum of the city below. A breeze licked at your cheeks as you leaned your body against the fence-like barrier surrounding the top. Your eyes closed to take in the sensation.
The smell of his cologne, mixed with gunpowder and god-knows-what-else, told you he was there before you opened your eyes again. He leaned next to you, looking down at the lights. He smiled as he looked you over.
Victor stretched, "Here I thought when you invited me over, it was for the sheets tango."
"As tempting as that is... I was looking for a change of pace." You gave him a look, then thought on it, "...Is that alright?"
"I get to just talk and spend time with my favorite person?" Victor seemed to think on it for a moment, "Yeah, I guess."
"I'm your favorite?" You asked incredulously.
He snorted, "What, you thought it was Oswald? You're... You know the guns I like. The foods I like to eat. We watch movies on my couch, even when you hate them. I've held your hair back when you puked that one time-"
"I got food poisoning-" You interrupted.
"Yeah. And I did it." He pointed out. Now he was the one giving you a look. As if it was just so obvious.
There was a compulsive grin that crept on your face despite trying to keep your poker face, "You did."
You'd been sick as a dog, cancelling your date late minute when you couldn't leave the bathroom. Victor had come by anyways. He practically pushed himself in despite your pleas of the house being dirty and you feeling disgusting. For hours, he sat by you, telling you about himself, his scars, his latest job as you shuddered under a blanket. None of it seemed to phase him.
It was the first time he'd seen you vulnerable.
"I think you've always been my favorite." He said softly. If you asked him to delve further, you were certain you'd just get a vague answer. Better to let it sit.
"Maybe after then- I think that was when I started to really like you." You were honest. Who wouldn't like a person who did that for them?
"...You're cute." Victor said in a teasing tone.
You couldn't help how your eyes rolled. There was something about the way he spoke to you. It was completely genuine, there was no doubt about it. Lines you may have heard from others trying to get on your good side dozens of times- He meant them. Just as the scars on his body spoke of who he was, he laid himself bare for you to see.
A car honking below broke your focus. The lights of nearby Wayne Tower glittered in the night sky like the stars themselves.
"It's nice up here." He murmurs, "You see everything."
"I always liked the view from rooftops for that reason." Your voice was monotone, relaxed and not masking, "It's like the whole world is at your feet. All their lives, not knowing what's coming next."
There was a pause between the two of you. You bundled your coat closer to your skin as your eyes flicked to him. He stared, taking in your features.
"What?" A heat climbed up your neck.
He scooted his body closer to yours, "...I love you, you know that?"
It caught you off guard. You made an utterance, but it wasn't a word that actually came out. Your mouth closed. There were feelings of love and affection between the two of you in the time you'd been dating. And yet, this was the first time either of you had verbalized it out loud.
It made you feel... something.
"You know what that means, right?" You asked. That familiar sense of wariness and paranoia dug into your stomach. It didn't show on your face.
He sighs, wrapping an arm around you, "That I want you to love me." He said it quietly, as if it was a secret just between the two of you.
Even as the words he wanted burned on your tongue, you spoke on, "People will try to use us against one another. If they trap one of us, will the other crumble? We become an even bigger target for the up and coming in this city." No one is immune from getting caught. Even as good as they are.
His expression is difficult to read, "Then we kill anyone who tries. Everyone down there... if it meant all of them had to be gone just for you and me..." He shrugs.
It was strange sometimes, how he could say something so intense in such a matter of fact tone. Victor wrapped an arm around you as he sensed your hesitation.
You felt your shoulders relax, "...I love you, too."
Softly, you curved into his touch and kissed his cheek. A smile played on your face, small but genuine. People on the outside could see everything else. The fashion, the blood, the sexual tension- These moments were yours. In some ways it made your coupling stronger. It kept everyone else guessing and on the edge.
Victor knew you were right. You typically were about these sort of things. But the two of you were going to take it head on. Mercy on anyone who tried to get between.
Conversations lingered and lasted until the sun began to peak over the horizon. You offered to make Victor breakfast before collapsing into your bed to sleep.
His response was swift, "I'd follow you anywhere."
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If you are a pagan devoted to a deity, please live.
Continue writing about them, please keep saying their names. Please keep worshiping them. If you can’t find the strength within yourself to live for yourself, please try to live for them.
I know it’s getting scary. I think it’s going to get scarier. But please, if nothing else. Live.
Thousands of years, hundreds of genocides and crusades and decimation of culture, and yet somehow my Lords still have followers. Somehow I’ve found them. Somehow these names still have meaning. Through all of us they still remain.
Despite the efforts of centuries of suppression and control, My Lord is still alive, because I am alive.
In our fringe little cults, even when we must whisper because we cannot scream.
and maybe one day we’ll be free to frolic in fields or dance in forests while we chant without fear.
If I was bleeding out on the floor, I’d be more worried about the mess I’m making in front of you. My last words would be “I’m sorry for the mess I left on your floor, please don’t hate me.”
Yeah man, this wizard sleepover is cozy. I just saw a guy gently clap his hands together and say "hot beverage conjuration" or something, and suddenly everyone was holding a perfect mug of their favorite warm drink in their hands. Nobody who was already sleeping even woke up, that's how cozy it is. I'm over here casting pillow and level 2 pyjamas. I think I just heard "power word: blanket fort" two groups over. I gotta get in there.
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boyfs moms ex will not break into our house tonight in a meth induced rage and kill us all, doors are locked dogs are in protect mode im sure as hell not going to sleep tonight, everything is going to be fine
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do you not find me attractive? do i not please you? am i not enough? i worry that your want for a third is your way of telling me you want someone different without directly telling me that you're tired of me and want something new
your lack of feeling during sex worries me, ive shared my interests and yet you've never given me yours. would you rather not sleep with me? would you rather just do it yourself alone? am i really that unattractive?
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