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((i really shouldn’t be as tired as i am, no clue why and i’m borderline sleep-high, not quite “tumblr after dark” but getting close…although i tend to ramble nonsense instead of ask really odd questions…anyways bed-time i think….will probably end up waking up at some ungodly hour of the morning and be on again….sooo yeah, goodnight dearies))

AU Asylum: Open

maiden-of-alchemy713:

iammorganlefay:

Along with Morgan, Sabriel would be plunged into the vision of a bloody battle, seeing through the eyes of a soldier who was running into the battlefield with his comrades, firing his weapon and stabbing anyone who was close before a bomb went off and large pieces of shrapnel imbedded themselves into his skin. They pain was almost unbearable as he fell to the ground. He had a severe neck-wound as well and choked on his own blood, fairly quickly before dying, pushing the two girls out of the vision.

Morgan coughed on instincts, the feeling of the shrapnel lingering, the sounds of gunfire, screams and bombs still ringing in her ears and the feeling of the blood flooding into her lungs slowly fading away.

Sabriel jumped, pulling away from Morgan and huddling herself into a ball.

“You saw that too….didn’t you?” Morgan asked after catching her breath.

gly9h-the-hellhound: pillory: Oscar was adopted as a kitten from an animal shelter and grew up in the third-floor end-stage dementia unit at Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center in Providence, Rhode Island. The 41-bed unit treats people with Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease and other illnesses, most of whom are in the end stage of life and are generally unaware of their surroundings. Oscar was one of six cats adopted by Steere House, which bills itself as a “pet friendly” facility. After about six months, the staff noticed that Oscar, just like the doctors and nurses, would make his own rounds. Oscar would sniff and observe patients, then curl up to sleep with certain ones. The patients he would sleep with often died within several hours of his arrival. One of the first cases involved a patient who had a blood clot in her leg that was ice cold at the time. Oscar wrapped his body around her leg and stayed until the woman died.In another instance, the doctor had made a determination of impending death based on the patient’s condition, while Oscar simply walked away, causing the doctor to believe that Oscar’s streak (12 at the time) had ended. However, it would be later discovered that the doctor’s prognosis was simply 10 hours too early: Oscar later visited the patient, who died two hours later. Oscar’s accuracy led the staff to institute a new and unusual protocol: once he is discovered sleeping with a patient, staff will call family members to notify them of the patient’s (expected) impending death. Most of the time the patient’s family has no issue with Oscar being present at the time of death. On those occasions when he is removed from the room at the family’s request, he is known to pace back and forth in front of the door and meow in protest. When present, Oscar will stay by the patient until they die, then after death will quietly leave the room. i find this very interesting as this behavior seems common in many cats that reside in mental and nursing homes. Often sharing the bed of the soon to be deceased. In the ancient world cats were revered by many cultures, most famously Ancient Egypt, as guardians of the underworld, keepers of the gate of death, and sometimes even harbingers of death itself. This makes me wonder whether this behavior was observed during ancient times as well and perhaps prompted this belief and many practices surrounding it. 
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gly9h-the-hellhound:

pillory:

Oscar was adopted as a kitten from an animal shelter and grew up in the third-floor end-stage dementia unit at Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center in Providence, Rhode Island. The 41-bed unit treats people with Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s disease and other illnesses, most of whom are in the end stage of life and are generally unaware of their surroundings. Oscar was one of six cats adopted by Steere House, which bills itself as a “pet friendly” facility.

After about six months, the staff noticed that Oscar, just like the doctors and nurses, would make his own rounds. Oscar would sniff and observe patients, then curl up to sleep with certain ones. The patients he would sleep with often died within several hours of his arrival. One of the first cases involved a patient who had a blood clot in her leg that was ice cold at the time. Oscar wrapped his body around her leg and stayed until the woman died.In another instance, the doctor had made a determination of impending death based on the patient’s condition, while Oscar simply walked away, causing the doctor to believe that Oscar’s streak (12 at the time) had ended. However, it would be later discovered that the doctor’s prognosis was simply 10 hours too early: Oscar later visited the patient, who died two hours later.

Oscar’s accuracy led the staff to institute a new and unusual protocol: once he is discovered sleeping with a patient, staff will call family members to notify them of the patient’s (expected) impending death.

Most of the time the patient’s family has no issue with Oscar being present at the time of death. On those occasions when he is removed from the room at the family’s request, he is known to pace back and forth in front of the door and meow in protest. When present, Oscar will stay by the patient until they die, then after death will quietly leave the room.

i find this very interesting as this behavior seems common in many cats that reside in mental and nursing homes. Often sharing the bed of the soon to be deceased. In the ancient world cats were revered by many cultures, most famously Ancient Egypt, as guardians of the underworld, keepers of the gate of death, and sometimes even harbingers of death itself. This makes me wonder whether this behavior was observed during ancient times as well and perhaps prompted this belief and many practices surrounding it. 

AU Asylum: Open

maiden-of-alchemy713:

iammorganlefay:

maiden-of-alchemy713:

iammorganlefay:

maiden-of-alchemy713:

Sabriel glanced at her but said nothing. She looked up at the sky, having nothing better to do at the moment.

Morgan rested her head on her knees, willing the vision to come sooner so she could get it over with, unfortunately they didn’t work that way.

Sabriel glanced at Morgan, a bit worried. But she remained silent.

Several minutes later Morgan almost threw herself down, unintentionally, with her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her body shivered violently, being forced into a vision that was most often seeing a person’s last moments through their eyes, feeling everything they do. If a person touched Morgan while having such a vision, they wold experience it as well.

Sabriel jumped when Morgan threw herself down. Reacting on reflex, she reached out and touched Morgan’s shoulder.

Along with Morgan, Sabriel would be plunged into the vision of a bloody battle, seeing through the eyes of a soldier who was running into the battlefield with his comrades, firing his weapon and stabbing anyone who was close before a bomb went off and large pieces of shrapnel imbedded themselves into his skin. They pain was almost unbearable as he fell to the ground. He had a severe neck-wound as well and choked on his own blood, fairly quickly before dying, pushing the two girls out of the vision.

Morgan coughed on instincts, the feeling of the shrapnel lingering, the sounds of gunfire, screams and bombs still ringing in her ears and the feeling of the blood flooding into her lungs slowly fading away.

blissfully-different:

winchesterlicious:

where the fuck are the boxer briefs for ladies 

just make underwear that are just like boxer briefs but without the bulgy package area in front for fuck’s sake

you don’t need to make them shiny or lacy just make them comfy and streamlined without awkward seams and maybe in some basic colours that aren’t white or that awful “flesh tone” colour 

I would wear the shit out of these.

Magic!Anon List of DOOM.

  • Blood:

    Your thirst for blood is insatiable. No, you aren't some vampire with convenient sharp teeth. You gotta find blood to eat or you'll starve; all other food and drink make you promptly vomit.

  • Stuttering:

    You have an irresistibly cute stutter for the next _____

  • Little Bird:

    For ____, you have cute little wings. No, not big enough to fly. Yes, big enough that you might need to cut holes in your shirt.

  • Lips Like Morphine:

    You want to kiss everyone who says your name for the next ____.

  • Super Psycho Love:

    For the next ___, you're on a quest to make out with the one person you know you shouldn't.

  • Use Me:

    You have to abide to anyone that says your name, followed by a command. Lasts for _____.

  • Blood, Sex, and Booze:

    You wake up tied to a chair, your head hurts like fucking hell, and you taste blood on your lips holy shit you're bleeding. Oh yeah, and you're horny as shit. You're stuck for ____ or until someone helps you out.

  • Nice Guys Finish Last:

    If you're a nice guy, now you're bad. If you're a bad guy, you're now nice. If you're somewhere in the middle, you're now a fuckin' cat.

  • Just a Little Girl:

    No, I don't give a fuck about your gender. For the next ____, you're a little girl.

  • The Mirror:

    You become split into two versions of yourself -- your good and your evil, for ___.

  • Automatisch:

    You are now a robot or a cyborg (have metallic parts) for _____.

  • Anyway You Want It:

    You have to follow the next 5 commands in your inbox, no matter what. (Can only be refuted by another anon).

  • So Fierce:

    You're suddenly some kind of sex kitten, for ______. You smouldering temptress.

  • Chained to You:

    Physically, you are chained to (anon decides) for _____ long. Include chain leeway (length).

  • Brainwashed:

    You will be brainwashed by the next person to say your name. Lasts for _____.

  • T-Shirt:

    You can wear nothing but a t-shirt for ______.

  • When They Come For Me:

    Yeah. They're coming. You better run. They'll give up the hunt on _____.

  • I Don't Like The Drugs:

    Way to develop a physiological drug dependency for ____. Way to go, Tiger.

  • Pushing Me Away:

    You now love everyone you hated. You hate/are scared of the ones closest to you. Relationships that are somewhere in the middle are unaffected. Lasts for _____.

  • I'm Dying:

    I'm so...so sorry...

  • Kryptonite:

    Well, aren't you a hunk. You've got super strength, speed, x-ray vision, and dazzling hair. There's only one thing that can stop you, and that's (anon decides).

  • Drunk:

    Get Home You're drunk for _______. (Anon can specify a KIND of drunk; angry drunk, horny drunk, emotional drunk, etc..)

  • Killer in You:

    You want to kill everyone with RP with for ______. The only way to stop it is to kill yourself (you'll come back, obvi. But whether or not you know that...)

  • Good Life:

    For _____, you have everything you've ever wanted. When it disappears, though...

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