I See! I'm Not A Stranger To Hip Pain Though, Because My Human Form Does Have Hip Dysplasia, And Unfortunately

...Should I be worried? 🕷️❤️😘🥰😍😇🙂🥺🥹🤨😳😉😌☺️😅😂🤣✨💯👀👉🏻👈🏻

merry crimemas, what crime are you planning on committing?

sodomy

*Snorts* So he actually did indeed fall down the staircase and probably gave poor Mrs. Hudson a heart attack! 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍✨😂🤣😌😁😉☺️💯👉🏻👈🏻

Does your broken butt fell better today, Sherly? 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍🥺🥹😭😳🥲😅☺️😉😁😌😂🤣👉🏻👈🏻

My posterior is not broken. The majority of it consists of muscles like the gluteus maximus, which you can't really break.

Concerning my bruised non-injured coccyx and sacrum, I might have palpated them when if I had fallen on them. And the theoretical palpation showed no broken or moving parts. No x-ray necessary given that a broken coccyx can't be treated with a cast anyway given you can't immobilise the bone properly.

But of course such a theoretical injury takes some days to heal and several impact points on legs and arms have bruises when you fall down the stairs. Hematoma usually take a few weeks to heal, as well as the pain to lessen. All theoretical, of course.

Yes, you are. You may not openly show it, but you care about people! We all know! Or at least, some of us do! 🕷️❤️🥰😍😘😄😁😆😉😌☺️🤣😂💯👀👉🏻👈🏻

... I can't even send a gif? Boooring!

Fascinating that you have been testing it.

Are you bored or are you jealous of the new case I'm working on?

Yay for the hand getting better and glad you're alright! My wrist on the other hand hurts and the curse of the red well is onto me this week! But I'm happy to hear from you again and hope that you'll be around more often once in a while again! 🕷️❤️

@talking-tarantula

Hi, I'll answer this here with just an answer on, I don't know, that? This is my mod account, I've talked about that stuff plenty but I know you weren't around when it happened. I don't talk about that on the roleplay account, I made this mod account to talk about anything roleplay related that- well wasn't roleplay. Mod posts!

I think the only person that was "replaced" was the sherlock account, everyone else after either: Left John, is either John or their friend, Stayed neutral/Was not posting at the time.

Their Jim is a replacement, but John did not replace me aha. He just had an opening after I left. It's a little bit of a, difference.

I'm okay, personally. I had a hand injury at the time and it was going not good, so mostly I left the situation behind. I have friends, I have support, I have a real life. This situation helped me step back a lot and, well, focus on my real life rather people online who can turn on you for funsies I guess. I prefer real life. So I haven't been around since.

My hand's getting better, after a few surgeries it's, getting better! ... So yeah. Not much now, I've just been focusing on work mostly. We had a large order we had to work on for awhile, and currently running the shop while our boss is out on vacation. Don't want to toot my own horn, but we're pretty important these days. Training to be the boss, so it's a fun little practice run.

Granted that was this week, so I'm off now. Long weekend, which is always nice because it's my anniversary (won't say which day) so we have a lot of plans.

I'm very happy to see you on tumblr again, I very much missed you during that time you were away. <3

can i have some hcs of the Slender bros with an S/O that is a HUGE history nerd? the slender bros are like 2 thousand years old so they should have a few things from the past. ex: her asking Trender about 1800s fashion and him giving her a dress from that era

Slender

brO.

Slender has SO MANY STORIEs.

He’s witnessed wars, countries changing form, the industrial revolution, and just generally the evolution of humans over the time that he’s been alive.

He tells Sally stories of his life and things that he’s seen to lull her to sleep.

And he has a good voice so you know that shit’ll knock her out.

Wars, language, food and even era-specific accessories are some hot topics of stories.

He’s happy to recall a lot of mischief he caused.

Such as maybe framing a few women in the Salem Witch Trials on accident.

And mayyyybe accidentally crashing a few steam trains.

“And wars…Damn, I miss those.”

Offender

“Dude, ankles??? Kinda scandalous ngl.”

Offender really knows a lot about how fashion and looks, in general, have changed.

“pUt YA ANkLe AWaY bEfore I Call YOu a rAsCaL”

He’s been around where ankles were hidden, and he recalls when women used to flash some nice SOCKS at him on the street.

He still doesn’t understand the trend of pointy bras.

And corsets for that matter.

They were always a pain in the ass to get off, and he always had to help them put it back on.

He just stayed from the waist down in his historic lovers.

Not that you needed to hear all of that from your boyfriend.

Trender

Listen-

This dude was a party animal in the 1920s

He was always going out and having a good time and swinging,

He also drank a lot of champagne and just generally had everything except a lampshade on his head.

A lot of his more fancy looks are still inspired by that time period.

ex. Accent of long pearls or possibly a feathered headpiece

But he’s worked as a tailor throughout the ages, the 20s were basically his time off.

If you wanted any era-specific clothing, he’ll be sure to whip something up!

Maybe even with a modern twist, who knows?

Splendor

He’s very much into the entertainment industry.

Ranging from circuses, street performing mimes, preachers, even artists painting on the side of roadways.

There’s a lot of things he’s willing to recall.

He’ll tell you about how amazed people were at a sight of a giant elephant at a zoo, or artists that made their living by making people laugh.

Splendor didn’t go to many parties, but he did hang out in a few wholesome bars where everyone was allowed to be themselves.

Splendor actually took part in photography in it’s early years of development and always cracked a joke right before he took a picture to make the person smile, instead of looking all stoic.

*Throws snowballs at @consult-sherlockholmes, @criminalisticonsultant and @consult-johnhwatson* SNOWBALL FIGHT!!! 🕷️❤️😘🥰😍😏😁🤭😋😌😉☺️🤣😂👀👉🏻👈🏻

It's about to be a white Christmas...😏

I feel half dead and for some reason I'm expiriencing dizziness, nausea at the moments, and slight pain in the ear drums at certain movenments. But my sweet little pet crow does make me feel a little better at least.

I've already had an X-ray taken at my wrist as well but nothing could be found. There is also no sweeling or discoloration. Therefore I guess that it's probably just really sprained. But the hip is definitely a problem. 🕷️❤️😭

Bit not good little human moment: I've spontanously decided to jump off my e-scooter yesterday and smooch the pavement. At full force. Now I can't move my wrist anymore and my fingers only partly because it hurts like hell. My left hand is now utterly and completely useless, and my right hip is out of place (again. Hip dysplasia is a bitch). I hope your days have been better than mine... 🕷️❤️😭

Indeed, the limitations of the physical human form, an inconvenience. That happens to me sometimes too, overestimating what my physical form can endure and then damaging it in the process. Sadly we do have to take care of transport, and are trapped in it's limitations. It's probably better to not spontaneously jump of things, I know that from experience. Especially jumping from things moving with high velocity sounds like a recipe for disaster. Be more careful in the future. The damage you are describing sounds significant, you should probably visit a doctor. Until you see a doctor you should try to rest the affected limbs, cool them and take some analgesics. You probably also have skin lesions which you should disinfect too. I hope that the damage is not too bad and just sprains with no permanent damage. I wish for your swift recovery, and that the pain is minimal.

You could still try it, I'm all ears, sweetheart! 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍🥺🥹😅☺️😉😁😌🤣😂👉🏻👈🏻

Does your broken butt fell better today, Sherly? 🕷️❤️🥰😘😍🥺🥹😭😳🥲😅☺️😉😁😌😂🤣👉🏻👈🏻

My posterior is not broken. The majority of it consists of muscles like the gluteus maximus, which you can't really break.

Concerning my bruised non-injured coccyx and sacrum, I might have palpated them when if I had fallen on them. And the theoretical palpation showed no broken or moving parts. No x-ray necessary given that a broken coccyx can't be treated with a cast anyway given you can't immobilise the bone properly.

But of course such a theoretical injury takes some days to heal and several impact points on legs and arms have bruises when you fall down the stairs. Hematoma usually take a few weeks to heal, as well as the pain to lessen. All theoretical, of course.

Dungeon Bats

Animagus!Snape x Animagus!Professor!Reader Wordcount: ~1000 Summary: Severus Snape thinks the Muggle Studies professor is strange only to find out she is an animagus with an awfully familiar form.

Read here or on ao3

The Muggle Studies professor was strange.

Hogwarts always had its fair share of odd characters occupying teaching positions. Even a ghost, evidently, was capable of teaching. But he couldn’t place what it was about you that made him so suspicious. 

You were human, not like Firenze or Professor Binns. You weren’t kooky like Hagrid or Professor Trelawney. Outwardly, you appeared perfectly normal. However, there were oddities if one looked closely.

You ate fruit. Lots of it. Every day at breakfast, instead of toast, eggs, bacon, sausage, things the other teachers would partake in, your breakfast consisted of fruit and only fruit, including a cup of pumpkin juice. Your plate appeared almost like a small pyramid, stacked with cubes of cantaloupe, pineapple, strawberries, honeydew, and grapes, leaving behind a pool of sweet juices when consumed. 

You also had a tendency to pop up and disappear seemingly out of nowhere. One time he went into your classroom to talk to you about moving a couple of detentions around only to find it empty, having swept his gaze around it. Just as he approached your office door to knock on it, you uttered a soft “hello” as you stood in the middle of the classroom, making him jump out of his skin. 

Furthermore, Filch had brought up to him once that he could hear some perplexing screeching noises echoing from random parts of the castle at night and even what sounded like right outside the windows. What was strange about it is he only brought them up the morning after you were scheduled to perform rounds.

This wasn’t to say he disliked you. Quite the opposite. Out of everyone in the castle, he’d say he preferred your company. Who he'd rather sit next to at Quidditch games? Probably you. Even though you were the Muggle Studies teacher, you had plenty of knowledge about Care for Magical Creatures and DADA. Potions weren’t your forte, but you’d happily let him ramble about the subject, even when he’d realize too late that he was rambling. 

“Why do you eat so much fruit?” he asked one day when you came into his classroom eating a sliced-up apple.

“Oh, uh, that’s just my animagus urges. Sorry, am I dripping juice on the ground again?”

He blinked dumbly at you. “You’re an animagus?”

You chuckled, “You didn’t know, Severus? I thought Minerva would’ve told you. Yes, I am an animagus.”

“What animal?” he asked. You smirked and set down the apple slices on a nearby table before shifting. Your robes moved with you, swishing up and shrinking until you took the form of a fruit bat. You flapped and swooped about the air in a few circles before landing on the flat surface of the table, using your talons and thumbs hooks to wriggle toward your sweet fruit.

“You’re a fruit bat,” he observed. You screeched at him in confirmation and began to gingerly gnaw on the flesh of the nearest apple slice. Severus remained quiet for a little, seemingly thinking to himself as his fingers flexed and his jaw clenched slightly. Much to your curiosity, he wordlessly set his wand down and took a deep breath. Within a flash, his robes swooped around him, and in his place was a fruit bat, just like you, but bigger. He flapped his wings just hard enough to get him onto the table as he landed with an audible thud. It was pretty much impossible for bats to take flight without launching from a tree or a high-up place.

[Woah! You’re a bat too? That’s awesome! Is that why students call you a “dungeon bat?”]

[Yes, I am an animagus whose form is also a bat, and no, that’s just a coincidence.]

[How come you’re so much bigger than me?]

[You don’t exactly tower over me, Y/N.]

From then on, the two of you would sometimes go on day flights if both of you had some free time. While both of you wished to fly at nights, you still needed time to sleep and perform your teaching duties during the day. However, your favorite times were when the both of you were scheduled to do rounds. Your classrooms were on opposite sides of the castle so it was almost like a game to use echolocation to find each other in the dark and meet up. It was a little fun considering the dungeons were almost maze-like. If the two of you were sure that no students were out and about, you’d ditch your duties, ascend up the Astronomy tower, and take off into the night sky, playfully chasing one another or showing off flying moves. 

Severus hardly used his form unless it was necessary. It’s not like one got to choose which animal they could shift into. Admittedly, he was a bit let down when he first shifted all those years ago, but with you he learned to embrace his batiness, though he still resisted such urges when it came to eating a castle’s worth of fruit. He liked flying, of course, but he found that he quite liked hanging upside down too, especially when he needed a break from grading or just wanted a change of scenery. Sometimes he’d come hang around your office when you were grading and vice versa.

Dumbledore came to visit his classroom one late afternoon to talk about a particularly unruly Slytherin, but could not find the potion master anywhere, not even in his office. It was rather dark, all the lamps extinguished and curtains drawn. What he did notice, however, was two wands haphazardly tossed onto the stone ground near Snape’s desk, one of which he recognized as your wand. Dumbledore craned his neck up towards the ceiling where an old chandelier hung and sure enough, hanging from one of the rungs was a large fruit bat, and swaddled in its wings being held close to its fur, a smaller fruit bat. The both of you were napping. The old wizard smiled at the sight and slowly receded back through the doorway, happy that Severus had finally found a little bat of his own.

Spiders are not insects, they're arachnids. But that is a very beautiful latrodectus tredecimguttatus nonetheless. Did you take the picture yourself? I have to admit the picture has a rather good quality! 🕷️❤️

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