#t1d reader

[dreamseersystem]

A little birthday present for @ask-sibverse the love of our lives and more. Since they only wrote a td1reader birthday with Star Sanses. I decided to write the Bad Gang version. Enjoy!

You look over at the picture on the table beside your bed. It was last year with your first proper birthday with the Star Sanses. But this year, you were spending it with the Nightmare Gang since it was their "custody time" as Killer put it. It was kinda surreal how much changed in a year.

The two groups were kinda getting along despite still fighting with one another. They only seem to agree that you should be protected no matter which side you are fighting on. And both sides will stop a fight if your blood sugar drops too much mid battle as well.

You shake your head to focus on the now. It was your birthday and who even knows if the Bad Gang even celebrates it. They never do theirs, so why do yours? You get a shower and get dress to come down for breakfast. The first thing you see is Horror making your favorite breakfast. You sat down and Killed appears behind you. It was easy to sense him since he was humming something.

Suddenly you felt a pressure on your head. You reach up to touch it and paper? You tried to take it off but Killer grabbed your hands. "No you don't. Birthday people need their crowns," he singsonged. You blushed.

The rest of the gang came in, and everyone said happy birthday except Nightmare. Tho he did look at you when he sat down. "My brother gets you tomorrow for your birthday before you come back here to resume your week," he said. You nod. He was always so factual towards you. You think he just let you stay and share custody for his mens' sake.

"But today we get you!" Killer said with glee. "I have a whole day planned!"

"Do not worry, I approved it before I let him take you out all willy nilly," Nightmare huffed from reading his newspaper and sipping tea.

After breakfast, you were dragged out of the chair and the gang took you to an amusement park au for the day. Killer acting like a child and letting you pick the rides out. Horror and Cross kept checking to make sure your sugars were doing ok.

You didn't see Nightmare, but the gang reassured you he was planning his own thing for you. You did get a bit sick on the chili cheese dogs and a roller coaster you tried to go on right after, at Killer's insisting, so they decided to call it a day and take you back to the castle. The rest of the time till true nightfall was spent watching your favorite anime.

Once dinner came around Nightmare appeared to grab you and the boys and took the group to Outertale. He had set up a birthday picnic that Horror prepared for yesterday and you enjoyed talking with them as you ate your favorite foods. Then Horror revealed the cake and they all sang happy birthday to you, tho Nightmare just hummed it politely. They called you birthday princess the whole day instead of your name and it felt nice.

"The Star Sanses are gonna be hard put to outdo us!" Killer said. The rest of the gang agreed with laughter. Dust pulled put his phone and got a selfie with everyone in it. He promised to print it out for you when he got a chance.

Once the day was said and done. Everyone headed home once the shooting stars were done and they went their separate ways. You gotten a few presents from them. A knife from Killer. A scrapbook of pictures Dust took of the last year of everyone. Cross gave you a fighting outfit that had protection magic imbued in it. And Horror a cookbook that was written from one of your favorite animes. Tho Nightmare didn't give anything.

You headed towards your room when the boss suddenly melted out of the shadows and got close to you. You froze, not expecting him to be there, and his hands wrapped around your neck. "Happy birthday, birthday princess," he softly said before he walked off. You felt a weight around your neck and looked down. He slipped a crescent moon necklace on you with a pretty purple stone on it. You blushed but he was already gone.

Guess the Star Sanses really did have to outdo this birthday tomorrow. You smiled as you head to bed.

[ask-sibverse]

Just a reminder that antis and pro AI people can get the hell away from my blog

[ask-sibverse]

Will do these as prompts for anything you guys request again

Fruits Basket — Volume 1   {Sentence Starters}

“Next time, I’ll win.”

“Put some clothes on!”

“I don’t want to hear it!”

“You were the one moping.”

“Will you still be my friend?”

“Wow, just look at this place!”

“Stop fantasizing and get a life.”

“It’s okay to let yourself be sad.”

“You really suck, you know that?”

“I’m not forgetting anything, am I?”

“That’s because you threatened me!”

“Deep down, they’re just evil people.”

“Take-out every night is no way to live.”

“Can’t we do something about that idiot?”

“I’m not made for interacting with people.”

“Besides, where else are you going to go?”

“I noticed this morning… you don’t look well.”

“You were jumping for joy just a minute ago.”

“I thought I told you to make it worth my time.”

“It’s the mystery that makes him so intriguing.”

“I didn’t do that on purpose! I’m such an idiot!”

“Why did I get all irritated the moment you left?”

“When are you going to learn? You’re too weak.”

“It looks like today’s going to be another hot one.”

“You know, I’m really getting sick of looking at you.”

“I’m sorry for trespassing! I just saw these and — !“

“I mean, I’d never be mad at you… How could I be?”

“Don’t come near me. Don’t ever speak to me, again.”

“It’s not much of a home… but, if you’ll take it, it’s yours.”

“You make it sound as though we did something wrong…”

“That condescending attitude of yours really pisses me off!”

“It’s probably fatigue. You’ve been pushing yourself too hard.”

“Just be yourself and do things at your own pace. You’ll fit right in.”

“If you don’t, you’ll never be able to care about anyone but yourself.”

“Do you really get that much enjoyment from playing with people’s lives?”

“I always knew you were a fool… but you’ve really crossed a line this time.”

“Use your head, will you? If you act like an idiot, it causes problems for me.”

“If you really didn’t want to leave, you should have said so in the first place.”

“Normally I hate people who whine all the time… but, in your case, it would be okay to complain. Be selfish. Say what you want once in a while.”

[drowning-in-your-moonlight]

I'm not too sure how many diabetics we got in Fandom, but I can't stop thinking about Shadow being similar to those diabetic alert dogs.

Shadow's whole thing was being a cure for Maria, but we know that he was also her emotional support and physical support around the ARK, so the idea's been stuck in my head of him being really supportive/helpful of your disability. I just have T1D so that's the focus here ^_^

Shadow sensing your blood sugar dropping or going too high before even you do, and pushing you to check your blood sugar for yourself. Or grabbing you a snack—a juice, if needed. He's pretty attached at your hip, and might often wake you in the middle of the night to let you know you need more insulin.

But also Shadow being a caring, attentive partner. You don't feel like refilling your pump because it's too early in the morning? He'll do it for you and he will be gentle as possible when laying on a new injection site. He always helps you replace your sensors, especially if you use the one that's supposed to go only on the back of your arm. Keeps you on a schedule, etc etc.. he's happy to fulfill this type of role again, I think.

[project-red-roses]

This blog is for a book project called Red Roses. There will be a post later all about the book. but for right now everyone who is on this account will put an introduction about themselves and their interest.

My name is Bear and you will be able to identify my post from the bad grammar and I might forget to put periods at the end of my sentences. I was thinking that everyone on this account will have like a signature word phrase or emoticon. But we will figure that out on Monday hopefully. Everyone on here lives in the eastern time zone. We are all full time students so we probably won’t be able to post from 8am to 2:40pm on the week days.

I am genderfluid and aroace and mainly use they them pronouns. I am not the best writer so i manly help with characters and ideas. Some of my favorite shows are Gravity Falls, The Owl House, Steven universe, Star vs The Forces of Evil, and Amphiba. I’m currently in the process of watching the Ghost and Molly McGee, and Duck tales. One of my favorite book series is Wings of Fire but I am only in the tenth book. I have a lot on my to be read list. I know my brain if f#cked up but have not been able to get diagnosed with anything. I have two incredibly annoying siblings. I am a type one diabetic with some other problems. Yes I can have sugar my body just attacked my insulin producing cells (insulin helps brack down carbs) so all I have to do it take insulin and I’ll be fine to do and eat whatever I want. I am an ambulatory wheelchair user so depending on what I’m doing and how I’m feeling I might need my chair or I might not.

That is all for today but I do plan to post somewhat daily

[love4madii]

Hi! i just wanted to say i absolutely adore your mental health related hcs, do you think you could do a matt x type one diabetic reader? its ok if not, but as a person with t1ds, i don't see us represented much in media.💖

headcannons - m.s x diabetic gf

pairings: matt sturniolo x reader

summary: headcannons

warning(s): none!

not proofread

early into the relationship, he'd see your monitor and ask what it is, you'd tell him and he'd find it interesting and ask a bunch of questions

later going home, he'd do some of his own research about it and think 'oh that makes sense'

(kinda a full circle moment for him 😭)

he honestly would not think any differently of you or treat you different, now things you'd do just had an explanation to them

when you'd get randomly tired, he puts on a movie and cuddles with you until you fall asleep

has a fully stocked pantry for you with your favorite snacks

i swear you'll mention a snack you like ONCE and he'll run to the store and buy all of it

always carries a water bottle for you and gets you a glass of water (we love bf matty making sure you stay hydrated)

on days where you feel weaker then usual, he makes sure to bring you some comfort food, whether its making you a piece of toast or doordashing some mcdonalds, hes got you covered

he'd remind you when you have to do your glucose testing, and even if you didnt wanna do it, hed keep pushing you until you do

(he even offers to do it for you if you let him) (we lobe doctor matt)

if you're ever insecure about having a monitor, he reminds you that nobody notices/cares about it and everyone looks at you the same

A/N: so sorry i couldnt think of more to put but i hope this was good!

TAGLIST:

@opheliaofficial07 @stargirlv0id @strniolo @annaisabookworm @theperson-nextdoor @its-jennarose @thetriplets3 @gottamakemyhatersmad @luvsturniolo

[luvseraphh]

hi!!! i love your writing so much. i'm 17 too and scrolling your blog makes me feel more confident putting my work out!

sooo this kinda different from other chronic illnesses covered here, but i'm type 1 diabetic and i can never find diabetic!reader content with fandoms that i'm in. could i get keigo (or any mha character if u want!) with a t1d reader?

no pressure! tysm💗💗💗

˚.🎀༘⋆ diabetic k. takami

THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST !!! i don't have diabetes so it might be a little inaccurate but i hope this is good !! also i'm so glad my work is helping people feel more seen <3

You and Keigo walk into his apartment, the otherwise minimalist apartment contrasted by the corner he keeps with all the medical equipment you could possibly need, as well as juice pouches and fruit snacks for when your blood sugar gets low.

"I need to switch my glucose monitor," you mumble, heading over to the variety of high-end medical equipment.

"Can I do it?" he eagerly asks, trailing close behind you like a clingy puppy.

"I don't know," you hesitate, hand hovering over the box that held a fresh glucose monitor.

"I'll be so careful, I promise," he pleaded, stopping in front of you.

"Fine. But you gotta follow instructions," you give in, handing him an alcohol prep pad.

"Always," he says, immediately tearing open the small pouch and wiping down the spot you pointed to.

"Okay, now open the glucose monitor box..." you instructed as he followed them perfectly.

"Take off the sticker back."

"Mhm," he replies, taking it off.

"Line it up," you say, helping him adjust it a bit so the placement was perfect.

"Now what?" he asks, holding the applicator and monitor in place.

"Now press that button on the back of the applicator," you tell him, looking over at what he was doing.

From all the times he had seen you do this, he got the perfect pressure on the button, making the monitor applicate perfectly.

"Now I just gotta connect it to my phone-" you begin, reaching into your pocket for your phone.

"WAIT, LET ME HELP WITH THAT TOO!"

taglist - @justmylvr @lwcedribbons @im0nsaturn @tapwatermelon @n3r0-5352 @dvartefox @failurewater @freakywhenshefaded

ⓒ luvseraphh

[cemeteryspider]

Hey!!!

So… I’ve been obsessed with Yellowjackets recently and I was wondering if I could do a hyper specific x reader where the reader is chronically ill (prolly with T1D but I could make it ambiguous). It will be angsty because when do those girls get a break, but I was wondering if anyone would be interested in that. Cause it could just live in my drafts forever.

It would most likely be either Natalie x Reader, Jackie x Reader, or Lottie x Reader, or I could do multiple if people are interested. Anyway any and all suggestions are appreciated! I would love to hear y’all’s opinions on this!!!

[pitlanepeach]

as a girl with a chronic illness dating someone with T1D, YES!!!!! i just know max is going to be on it with OC and her needs, and i am SATTTT!

i am so here for the surge in neurodivergent or chronically ill MCs in fics, it is so comforting as a reader to finally see a fraction of what i, and so many others, experience everyday in the stories we love to read.

everybody say THANK YOU PITLANEPEACH🤲🏻🤲🏻

YOU’RE WELCOME EVERYONE 🤭❤️

No but seriously, as somebody who has a little sister who is a T1D, I hope I can do it justice!

[dreamseersystem]

So I promised @ask-sibverse to write the deal with Nightmare for our T1D Reader. And I might have gotten carried away. So... Enjoy this long post!

This was such a bad idea. Yet, here you were, in front of the most evil person in the Multiverse. Honestly, you would prefer Error, at least he was honest about his goals. Nightmare on the other hand... He liked manipulation. You didn't like that, but now you have no choice. You made a deal so Killer could rest on Halloween night. A deal with a devil. And the worst part? You were now facing Nightmare on your own. He planned it so Killer was on some mission with Horror and Dust during this meeting. He sent Cross to bring you, which the other did so like the loyal knight he was to his dark ruler. And when he led you to the dark office with the foreboding purple lights, you knew Nightmare was putting on a show. And now he was staring you down, sizing you like a bug to squash. You wanted to shake, but you carefully watched him back. You were determined not to show weakness. You just hope your sugar didn't drop because of his dam aura. A smile appeared on his face and you couldn't stop the slight shiver that time.

"No wonder he is so interested in you. You don't scare easily," he finally said. "Then again, you were so bold to tell me what I needed to do to my own minion. But texting me and facing me are two different things."

You stared at him as he talked. He was really confident. Annoying so. "I heard enough from you from others to know how you are," you say.

"I see. So you think just because you heard a few things about me you can stand up to me hmm?" He melted into the shadows and suddenly you were grabbed by his tentacles and held close to his body. Your heart could be heard beating fast in your chest from the fear. You didn't move, you know struggling was useless and that would be what he wanted.

"Are you done making your point?" You asked, gritting your teeth. You wonder if you bite his tentacle it would poison you. They let go soon after and his laughter could be heard from behind you.

"For now," Nightmare said as he appeared in front of you.

You crossed your arms at him, deciding it didn't matter your heart was still beating fast from the fear. You have to get done here before you actually crash from all this. There was no hiding that from the king of negativity. "Now you are done with your games, can we get to the deal I had to make with you?"

Nightmare smiled again. "Oh yes, the deal. Well, I think I picked something quite fitting for you to do as your favor to me," he said. "You go on a date with me."

You paused. You wondered if you were going deaf or something else. Did he? "A date?"

"Why yes. That is what you mortals do when getting to know each other. I would love to get to know more about you," Nightmare said. "It seems only fitting since you have relations with one of my men."

You huffed. You really didn't want to be seen anywhere in Night's company, but you were cornered. If you didn't accept this, he might think up something worse for that favor. A date... It was just dinner with Killer's boss. That's all right? You can do this and you will be free from any more obligations with the guy. "Fine."

"Good. Cross, please lead her to the room that holds my gift while I get ready," Nightmare ordered that had Cross coming back into the room. He must have been waiting at the door. You looked at Nightmare again, wondering what you got yourself into as you followed Cross out.

"You okay Y/N?" Cross asked. "Killer is worried about this."

You nod, must have been safe to talk now they were away from the office. "Yeah. He wants me on a date... Does Killer...?"

"No. Boss only told me about it and I'm not allowed to tell him. You're not allowed either. I was asked to take your phone..." Cross said.

"But... I need that Cross! You know that! For my sugars!" You shouted at him.

"I know... Look, just promise not to text Killer or anyone during this and just pretend it's just the monitor. He doesn't know what your cellphone looks like," Cross said. You didn't like this at all.

You sighed finally and took out the phone and muted everything. The monitor itself will still make noises if your sugar dropped so it wouldn't hinder the app. It wasn't surprising Nightmare knew nothing about mortal diabetics and their needs. You finished following Cross to the room.

This gift was much... Everything screamed Nightmare to you and you know this gift was more for him than yourself. It also told you that this... Date would be fancy. A black dress with sequins on the chest area and asymmetrical knee length skirt. At least it came with a black sash for your waist that you could hide your pump in. And the tubing wasn't as obvious either. Tho the long black gloves and the headband was a bit much. It even had a silver moon piece on it. The necklace too... A pretty silver crescent moon necklace with a purple stone. He was definitely making some kind of statement with this, but you were too stubborn to back out. You made sure your phone was tucked into the sash too.

Nightmare had changed as well and it surprised you a bit. He was in a night black on black pinstripe suit. With a hat to match. Everything screamed mob boss and rich to you. And you could guess where the date was taking place now. Made sense since there were only so many aus the god could walk freely in.

"My gift looks well on you Y/N," Nightmare said as he made his assessment. He gestured for Cross who walked up to him and he handed him an envelope. "Do not open until we leave and follow instructions exactly."

"Yes Boss," Cross said as he bowed and walked back from you both.

Nightmare nodded and offered his hand to you and you took it. The quicker this is done with, the quicker things could return to normal. Darkness surrounded you as he pulled you into a portal. And you were right. When the pair of you came out, it was clearly a Mafiatale au that he took you too. You glanced at the restaurant name. The Nightingale. Show off... The pair of you went inside.

The place was fancy... Really fancy. Wait... Did this place follow the prohibition logic or did they serve... Those were definitely wine glasses. You looked at Nightmare. "I can't drink alcohol," you said to him.

He gives you a look, his tentacles waving lazily behind him. "I'll make sure to ask for the cider then. I do not need the stuff myself," he said. "May I inquire why?"

"They really mess with my sugars," you told him back. He paused as the waiter came over and took the drink orders. True to his word he got some type of apple sparkling cider ordered. You looked at the menu, distracting yourself that the waiter was staring at you. You wished you could hide in the shadows yourself. You decided to order some kind of pasta dish while he got fancy steak. Once the waiter left he looked at you again.

"Right... You have some sort of disorder or something..."

"Disease. Diabetes is a disease," you corrected. He gave you a stern look, but he relented as his tentacles thumped the floor. He didn't like being corrected.

"Right. Now tell me about yourself dear..."

The talk was mostly focused on you. He rarely let anything out about himself. Even his likes or dislikes. The talk died a bit when dinner arrived. The food was tasty and you watched him eat in a fancy way. By then some singer came on the stage the place had to sing to the customers.

Once dinner was done, the pair of you left the restaurant and you saw Killer across the street, staring at you. You blushed, but before you could call out, Nightmare had grabbed you with his tendrils and pulled you close to him. You felt his teeth on your lips. Anger boiled inside you and without thinking you punched him in the face, causing a crack on his jaw and breaking some of your own in your fist. As you cried out in pain, a tentacle wrapped itself around your mouth and the rest of your body and you felt it squeezed. Shit... You punched Nightmare. In public. And now you were going to die.

You struggled to keep breathing and fight with the tentacles when you heard a yell and then something splattered against your body. You dropped to the ground, coughing as you took air into your body. All you heard was growls as you felt movement ahead of you. Looking up, Nightmare was growling, two of his four tentacles were cut and bleeding freely. Killer glaring at him and growling back.

"You dare to defy and attack me Killer? Is that any way to treat the one who rescued you from that dying au?! All for some weak human?"

Killer tensed. You couldn't tell what was going on in his head, but you could guess he was warring with himself. You knew he was loyal to Nightmare to a fault, but he attacked him to save you. "I couldn't let you kill her boss," he said.

"Then you do it Killer. Right here and now. Prove you are still loyal to me," Nightmare demanded. Killer looked at you and you stared at him back. His SOUL was wavering as he was distressed. The goop from his eye sockets dripping in large chunks. He made a move towards you, and you closed your eyes.

Maybe death from him wouldn't be so bad. A touch of metal at your throat as you wait. You open your eyes again to look into the empty sockets. "I can't..." Killer whispered. He lowered his blade. His face hardened as he turned and threw the dagger at Nightmare instead. "Run Y/N!"

You got up, but honestly where would you run to? You had a feeling Dream wouldn't be able to enter the au. You turned to see Killer fighting Nightmare. But Killer was getting cuts all over his body and he was struggling to keep himself together. Wait... Nightmare was going to send him to the next stage. "Killer!" You called out.

He twitched, but he didn't turn towards you, he was too focused on Nightmare, a laughter escaped him as you knew he entered the next stage. Nightmare was smiling.

"That's it. Just lose yourself Killer. I'll forgive you once you are done with your rampage," he said as he got closer to you.

You could see on his eye what his plan was and when you tried to run again, tendrils from your shadow wrapped around you, holding you in place. Killer was focused on Nightmare, but one of the shadow tendrils on your side lashed at him and he turned towards you. His SOUL was not it's usual target shape, but instead a sort of mess. You were told about this. Stage 3. Killer wouldn't know you in this state and he will kill you without a thought. His smile plastered on his face as he grinned at you as the knife twirled in his hand. You still had to try.

"Killer! You don't want to do this! You can fight it Killer! I know you can!" You screamed at him. No stopping, no recognition in his body that he even heard you. Just laughing and smiling. You struggled against the tendrils and heard Nightmare laughing behind you. And for the second time the knife was going to be at your throat when a rubber chicken batted it away with a loud squawk.

You blinked as you heard a loud growling behind you and you were free of the shadow tendrils as someone caught you from behind. "Man, Y/N, we got to stop meeting like this," a familiar voice said as you looked up to see Colors. You moved to hug him tight.

"This is nothing like the first time," you huffed. You looked at Epic fighting off Killer with the stupid chicken, but it was working. You saw more shadow tendrils surrounding you two and Colors used his sword to slice them apart. He glared at Nightmare, but the other was just smiling widely at him.

"Well, I'll take my leave then. Either way this ends, it deals with a problem. Even if you both survive, he'll come crawling back to me like the loyal dog he is. Especially once you die Y/N. Do not expect to survive our next encounter, unless you beg and apologize to me," Nightmare said with a laugh as he disappeared into a portal. You spat towards it as it disappeared.

You looked with worry as Epic fought Killer. He doesn't seem to be stopping. And Epic was bleeding as he fought him.

Color left your side to go help Epic. He fought Killer at Stage 3 before, so he had experience. He told you the stories. Between his attacks and the stupid squawking rubber chicken they attempted to wear him down. You wondered what you could do, everything getting a bit much as the stress build up.

Epic yelped as he was sent into a window of a store with a kick. And Colors was knocked back and landed on the ground, Killer on top of him. You didn't stop to think, your body just moved as it tackled him off Colors and pinned him on the ground. "Killer please," you begged. "It's me." He fought under you and almost knocked you off. You hugged him with all your body, feeling his mess of a SOUL against your chest. Your own heartbeat beating fast against it. You did the only thing you could think of and kissed him hard. Praying that it would work.

Killer froze under you, he didn't fight you anymore, no, instead he was returning the kiss. You felt relief as you pulled away. "I love you..." You heard from him.

"Love you too idiot," You say as you hugged him. You felt weak and the pains of your body were coming back now. Your head hurts and you hear the alarm on your phone go off. As the darkness took you, you heard the others panic. It would be fine. Killer and Colors knew what to do. You trusted them. But you swore you heard Nightmare once more as you floated into that darkness.

"Until we meet again, Y/N."

[ask-sibverse]

Because Im flying today. Because apparently "artificial skeleton bones" can get through TSA. And skeleton monsters sure aren't human or animal bones, so @dreamseersystem dared me to write this

Carryons packed? Check. Insulin? Check. Probably more pump supplies than you actually need? Check! An extra duffel bag you don't remember packing? Che- wait, what?

You walked over to open the unassuming duffel bag. "Hey, does anyone remember packing this?" You called out.

You, Sans, and Papyrus were accompanying Frisk for "important monster ambassador business." Namely they had to go in front of Congress to talk about monsterkind. Really important stuff. But no one was letting Frisk fly with a bunch of monsters, and no one wanted the twelve year old to fly alone for something so important. So you were coming along as the responsible, human adult. Why? You still questioned that.

"I DO NOT REMEMBER PACKING THAT ONE. FRISK?"

Frisk shook their head.

You opened the duffel bag. A very familiar bunch of bones was grinning up at you. "heya."

"Sans... What are you doing?"

"Artificial skeleton bones can go through TSA, and magic isn't considered "natural." Plus it saves me having to get an extra ticket for me."

"Sans..."

"IS THIS SO YOU DO NOT HAVE TO WALK THROUGH THE AIRPORT YOURSELF, YOU LAZYBONES?"

Sans' grin never faltered. "Aw man, you saw straight through me, bro."

(Like an X-ray!) Frisk signed.

You and Papyrus groaned simultaneously. "If airport security gives you problems you're dealing with it yourself."

"Noted."

Monsterkind was still a completely unfamiliar subject to the world above ground, so TSA had absolutely no idea how to deal with either skeleton. Frisk managed to spin things as "they had no idea how skeleton monsters were supposed to fly" so they decided to cover their bases by putting one in a bag and buying a ticket for the other. You were somewhat amazed at their ability to bullshit their way out of things sometimes.

Sans of course made comments and jokes about TSA being a bunch of perverts for looking at everyone's bones. And for having to take your socks off for them. You and Frisk managed to keep things from being a complete disaster. Somehow.

[t1d-culture-is]

t1d culture is searching for your blood sugar reader across the house because you forgot where you put it. and it was just. chilling under a book or on a shelf 😭😭 (i use a freestyle sensor :D)

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[khaire-traveler]

Hello, I am from Gaza, due to the shortage of medicine in Gaza, my mother who is a type 1 diabetic and was supposed to undergo urgent eye surgery, has not been able to get insulin or any medical care for the past three months. . Some members of my family fled to the southernmost part of Gaza (Rafah) in tents. But my parents and sisters have nowhere else to stay. They are forced to stay in the Nuseirat refugee camp, which has been bombed since the beginning of Christmas. "I am on my knees asking for your donations. Please help me. where you can.

Goal: $700

**"DO NOT DONATE TO THIS PERSON; THEY ARE MOST LIKELY A SCAMMER!!! DO DONATE TO ORGANIZATIONS SUCH AS THE PALESTINE CHILDREN'S RELIEF FUND!!!***

All the casual readers need to know is do not donate to this person; they are almost certainly a scammer (I say this after looking into it further). Scammer, please, by all means, continue reading. I'd love to hear your defense. c:

Let's dissect this, friends. One incorrect piece of information at a time.

List of Scammer Red Flags Within This Ask

This account has quite a few posts, but all of them are reblogs dated only up to three days ago. The only original post is their pinned post, and even that was posted three days ago. They even reblogged sending this very same ask to another person who asked for a link, as they did not give one. This, too, was dated three days ago. This is fishy to me.

After looking into your claims about having a Type 1 Diabetic mother who needed "urgent eye surgery" without any access to insulin for supposedly three months, I doubt the validity of your statement. It sounds like your mother has pretty severe diabetes, seeing that she needed urgent eye surgery. Sounds like she's reached the criticality of risking blindness as a complication. That's pretty intense, and I highly doubt she would last three months without insulin. "Without insulin, people with T1D will die from hyperglycemia within days or weeks." She is no longer with us. Why does she need money for treatment if she is deceased?

This is a very real article discussing the very real consequences of the fall of Gaza's healthcare system. There is no healthcare system in place currently - nothing substantial or official. There are freelance doctors providing support where they can, humanitarian organizations with their limited authority and ability attempting to provide aid, and medical professionals of all kinds trying their damnedest to put their skills to use in ways they've never had to before. So I ask you, where the fuck is this money going? Are you going to pay ANERA $700 for your deceased mother's insulin?

Seems you have done your research on these tent and refugee camp locations. However, there was an unfortunate airstrike on the Nuseirat refugee camp in early March. From my understanding, it may no longer be standing at all. Even if it is, I doubt, very much so, that you are there. I'm not sure where you are, but I feel it is not there. And where are you posting from, if I may ask? I'm curious how you've gotten internet access. Although I'm aware it's possible, from my understanding, it's extremely difficult to come by.

The Internet thing leads us into our fifth point. How will you access this money? If you were to say, run out of Internet connection, where would this $700 go? How will you get it out of your PayPal account? From your local refugee camp ATM?

PayPal does not work in Palestine, dumbass. You are as bright as a black hole and twice as dense.

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If you need genuine help, I'm sorry, but this isn't the right way to ask for it. I wish I could do more for you. I wish I could go there myself and give you the relief that you need. I'm not sure what money could do for you in Gaza, especially when medical care is literally impossible to find with many doctors having, unfortunately, passed away and many more fleeing the country, but if you're real, I hope you receive the care that you need. I hope you find somewhere safe to reside.

But I do not think you need help. I think you are someone preying on the kindness of others, taking advantage of a goddamn genocide to earn some extra money. Your money is soaked in the blood of innocents. Innocents who could've used it themselves. Scammer, you disgust me. Children have fucking died while you were busy trying to earn some extra cash, profiting from their suffering. Fuck you, truly. There's a special place in the deep, deep depths of the afterlife, waiting to drag you kicking and screaming to the consequences of your actions. I hope you regret this scam. I hope it haunts you.

[gpcwsl]

could i please request leah williamson x chronic illness reader ( mhaybe like T1D or epilepsy)

Hi! You have requested this before! It is in my works, almost done.

[luimagines]

so! just read part 4 of that dragon au w/ wars and enno and Oh Hello T1D fancy meeting you here??? i'm new here so i'm just asking for clarity- Enno is @cafecourage's insert character, right? does them having diabetes come up at all in any other stories? i'll admit i am very much chomping at the bit for more diabetic rep… i got very excited when i read that part, lol.

Enno: yeah i have this thing called type 1 diabetes me: :o!!!! same chronic illness hat!!!!!!

Yes and yes!

Enno is @cafecourage 's character and they shows up again! 😆😆

T1D is mentioned in part 4 and 5 (definitely part 5 not so confident on part 4 since it's been so long) of Enno Can't Get Their Crap Together.

That little series is easily found near the bottom of the masterlist under the heading Non X Reader Stories

[alotofpockets]

HELLO<3

I loveeee your stories and appreciate all the hard work you put in them I have a Request but you don’t have to do it if you don’t want or don’t feel comfortable.

Like a Sister!Reader but where reader has Diabetes? T1D or T2D. Could be in a heated game where Reader haven’t been taking insulin for the high blood suger or the other way around, and passes out and the Sister (whoever you choose) will be super worried and when reader wakes up, the sister will be mad, disappointed and happy??

I struggle with it and just want it to be more normalized. 😊

Hiya, thank you so much for your request! I hope this turned out alright. I have very little experience with T1D and T2D, my uncle has T1D but that's about it, so I hope google informed me right haha.

'Highs and lows' with Lia Wälti is for you, I hope you like it!