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need to be mockingly cooed at SO BAD right now please send help

“oh, i knoooow :[“

“awh, poor baaaby”

UUUUGH

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An injured character wakes up and is initially confused as to why a limb is so stiff or heavy or they can't open an eye or move an appendage, not realising what they're feeling is bandages or a splint or sling or cast, forgetting their injury in the haze of first awakening or lingering delirium or confusion of bloodloss.

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I love a person at the height of a bad cold, but I also love the early stages of a cold, when the person isn’t quite sure if they’re getting sick. They know they feel off and uncomfortable, but they don’t think too much of it yet

The little rippling chills that have them putting on layers and getting shivery, even in a sweater

The dry throat and the odd swollen feeling between their nose and throat that makes swallowing thick and uncomfortable, so they drink more water, thinking maybe they’re just dehydrated

Feeling exhausted and vaguely feverish (with or without an actual fever) and thinking they’ve just had a stressful week and a good night’s sleep will fix them

Thinking their aches are from sitting too long, so they move around and it doesn’t help

Getting a hot drink that doesn’t do much to warm them up but makes them sniffly

The stray coughs and sneezes that happen a little more often throughout the day or two before it really hits

The uncertainty and the way they’re just trying to get through the day or whatever obligation they have because they think that if they just get a break, it’ll be alright. When they finally do get a minute, the cold hits full force

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thinking about a character who knows they're getting sick. it's night-time and they're making something hot for themselves for dinner. their throat hurts and their sinuses feel tender, like that feeling before your nose fully stuffs up, but at least they have something warm to eat. idk how to explain it but it's such a cosy feeling/vibe

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gguh so glad you're back!! been thinking about you. no ask just saying hi :)

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HI HELLO YES I AM!!! <33333333

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guys im gonna do it

im finally gonna read beast

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crisis occurs and the important team members are injured. leader needs stitches, brawn has a severe concussion, mechanic will bleed out if left unattended for five minutes and the fighter refuses to stay in bed for more than two. it's a terrible, awful night for medic, who runs between bedsides, ordering the youngest member of the team around, hands bloody and face pale, because they can't stop or one of their teammates--their friends--will die.

then, their medbay is finally calm. brawn has been cleared to rest with intermediate wakeups, fighter is on IV anesthetic, and the leader is... watching medic closely.

medic takes a breath. the first clear one in a while.

to the dismay of their bedridden patients, they collapse to the floor, unconscious.

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can someone explain why writing inspo always strikes when you have SO MUCH TO DO

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not me getting mha manga spoilered. was almost finished with s7 and got a comic on my feed. was really good but .. crazy manga spoilers and im sad now. i was actually trying to avoid mha fan media so i could enjoy the story. :/ what do you guys do when you get major death and storyline spoilered for smth you were trying to finish without spoilers?

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You all know I *love* big time sickfic with raging fevers and super worried caretakers and they're snowed in and it's Very Dramatic... but more gentle sickfic is iconic in its own way.

Because honestly t's great when a whumpee is sick enough to want to stay in bed but not *super* sick, just tired and achy and a little dazed, and they just look so pitifully confused and sad that the caretaker can't help but dote on them.

And maybe later their fever spikes making them considerably more miserable, they can't do much more than lie there breathing hard with their eyes half open. But Caretaker for once isn't too concerned, knowing their temperature isn't actually that dangerous and as long as they're kept hydrated they'll be fine. So they sit with Whumpee talking steadily and gently to them while holding a cold compress to their forehead in the hopes that it'll make them feel a little better.

But eventually their fever goes down and they finally roll over and go back to sleep, Caretaker staying by their side with one hand softly stroking their hair. And Whumpee sleeps through most of the rest of the day, only waking up halfway to drink when Caretaker gets them to. They don't need excessive treatment, just a lot of rest.

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Ranpo with his big, wet eyes climbing into Poe’s bed like “I frew up :(“ and Poe is just so so so sweet… he holds him and gives him little kisses and and and AAAAARRRRGH! I think Ranpo should throw up on himself for normal reasons… like eating so much sugar his body just randomly rejects it all. Sorry if that’s too gross 😭💔 I just think he’s so pathetic,,,, LOVE YA!

—Silly anon

YESSSSS oh my god those words were made from Ranpo...snuggling up next to Poe like a sad puppy...Poe giving him belly rubs and Ranpo likes how it feels but realizes too late it's making it worse and sure enough he throws up on himself...sitting there with his hands over his eyes to avoid the situation completely and groaning quietly bc he does Not feel good and Poe or course thinking it's all his fault but of course Ranpo is the one who completely stuffed himself with sweets...NEVER APOLOGIZE you know i love this stuff 💖💖

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based on the drabble prompt “i didn’t know it was this bad”

“Hey,” A groans, head pounding and muscles throbbing. “Can you grab me another blanket?”

B makes their way toward the couch where A is already nestled beneath a throw blanket and the comforter from their bed and presses a hand to their forehead. They wince, sympathetically sucking air in through their teeth.

“i don’t think so, honey,” B says apologetically. their eyes are sad as they push a stray lock of hair from A’s face. “You’re even hotter now than you were this morning. I want to take your temperature again, okay?”

A sighs but sits up, the room spinning a bit as they hear B gather supplies from the other room. They return with a damp washcloth, a small pill bottle, and a digital thermometer. They press a hand to A’s chest, gently ushering them to lean back against the cushions.

Taking A’s face in their hand, B gently pries their jaw open and slips the thermometer beneath their tongue. “Good job,” they murmur, placing the cloth against A’s sweaty forehead. They shudder violently, but don’t resist.

“I know, I know,” B reassures them. “I know it feels like you’re freezing, but it’ll help.”

A shudders again. The wet cloth is agonizing against their skin and the thermometer in their mouth is making them nauseous. It feels like it’s taking forever to read as the probe slowly heats up beneath A’s tongue.

B’s eyes are locked on the numbers as they slowly ascend.

As if on cue, the thermometer sounds in loud, angry trills that pierce through A’s throbbing skull. Though they’ve closed their eyes, flashes of red still infiltrate their field of vision with every beep.

B takes in a sharp breath as they pull the thermometer from A’s lips, rapidly feeling their face, neck and chest in succession.

“Fuck,” they mutter, tossing the thermometer to the side. A wills their eyes to focus on the reading, and it takes a moment for their body to cooperate, but eventually they see the reading glaring back at them.

104.2.

“Shit,” B curses again, planting a kiss on A’s boiling temple. “I didn’t know it was this bad.”

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The in-between spaces:

Not in terrible pain, but not comfortable either, moving gingerly and unable to find a position that actually feels good

Not so bad that they can't focus on anything else, but still persistently nagging enough that they can't ignore it or forget about it either

No longer acutely ill or gravely injured, but not really "well" yet either, still fragile and not back to their full strength

Not incapacitated by an injury or condition, but not perfectly capable either, able to do some things just like anyone else but in other things facing additional struggles or needing to take extra caution

Not permanently life-altering, but not "you'll be fine in a few weeks" either, facing unknown months or years of gradual and frustratingly unpredictable recovery

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Obsessed w "normal" whump things that happen when no one else is home

A takes a tumble down a full flight of stairs. They cry and clutch their leg on the hardwood floor, where they stay until B comes home and finds them.

A hurts themself cooking (bad burn, deep cut, etc). No big deal to them, they just patch themselves up and continue on. They're excited when B gets home so they can show them what they made for dinner, but B is far more concerned about what's behind those new bandages.

A is having a fine morning when B leaves for work, but when they return home in the afternoon, they find A curled up in bed with an absolutely miserable fever.

A gets food poisoning from the food B made for them (undercooked, perhaps). B comes home horrified to find out that A has spent the whole day in the bathroom throwing up.

Might rb with more

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too scared to submit this off-anon buuuut it’s. it’s about kenji. so if that gives you any clues…….hi. lol

anyway I’m just gonna project onto him something that happened to me early on in highschool, so for this to work, I am going to slap on two labels: 1) trans kenji (ftm) ����💪 2) autism 💯💯

so. to preface, for me a part of being autistic is that I have like. 30% body awareness lmao. to me, a stomachache from being sick feels the same as a stomachache from being hungry. I’m also very slow in general, so I don’t really notice I’m dehydrated until I either feel like crap or have run out of spit in my mouth (which. ew I know just bare with me)

anyway. onto the situation

cue bad cramps like very early on in the day (like it hurts to sit down so bad)

Kenji coming back inside from doing a mission that required his ability, so he thought the physical activity would help

it did not, because it’s so god damn hot outside

he takes a break to go grab water once early on, as an excuse to stand, just takes a lap around the building.

goes to Yosano to see if she can help (she gives him a Tylenol and he leaves)

goes outside to take another lap, and immediately gets lightheaded going outside. like seeing stars and all

he’s just like “oh okay so I do actually need water. cool”, keeps walking, gets halfway down the stairs.

starts seeing stars again, and his knees start shaking. he almost falls over. promptly sits down on the stairs

a customer walks up, and he’s just like “hi could you get someone from inside please? :D”

Kunikida comes in clutch with a water bottle, Kenji is just sipping while they wait for Yosano. he wobbles up the stairs and into a wheelchair.

sips the whole water bottle, and a whole juice box, is given another water bottle, and is sent back to his dorm by Yosano under Kunikida’s watch. yippee!!

sorry that I was kinda awkward about this, lol

-anon theory

THIS IS FANTASTIC I love Kenji and this is so very real to me especially autistic Kenji it just makes Sense...(I also like the specifics of the decreased body awareness because it works great for his ability. he thinks his stomach hurts but he's actually hungry and now he's the strongest person known to man) (Kunikida will feed him and Kenji is like oh nevermind you're right😆😊)

And this is so perfecttt😭😭 the hi and please to the customer when he's struggling so hard😭😭😭😭💖

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HAPPY JUNE 15TH, EVERYONE!!! Here is the official Sicktember 2025 Prompts list!

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Text List of 2025 Sicktember Prompts:

Sicktember Prompts Text Version:

“It’s the middle of the night, why are you up?”

Forced to go to school/work while sick 

“Why are you so sweaty?” 

Pneumonia 

Worst possible timing 

The boy who cried sick

“There’s a frog in my throat,” 

Aches and pains 

“Get your butt back in back!” 

Red eyes 

No known cure 

“You’re adorable when you’re sick,” 

Chronic Illness 

Bedridden 

“This is the worst headache of my life,” 

Misery loves company 

Infection

“We’re going to the hospital,” 

Stomach ache 

Fever Nightmares

“I’ll make you some tea,”/tea 

Sobbing 

Overdoing it 

“I feel like I’m dying,” 

Medicine

Slow Recovery Time

“I’m sick, not stupid!” 

Ghostly Pale

Came back worse/round two 

“You’re too sick to (blank)

Alt Prompts:

Gentle Back/Belly Rub

Warm Bath

“I want my (comfort item),”

Lullaby

“I love you,”

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Sickie is some pure, sweet person who never yells or swears, but one day when they catch a bug and they have a stomachache, they're a sobbing, cursing mess, curled up into a ball with their hands on their stomach, yelling swear words when even the slightest movement upsets the ache. Caretaker is surprised to see their sweetheart like this, but they know Sickie is in a lot of pain so they do their best to provide comfort.

Maybe after a while Sickie is crying not because of the pain, but because they feel so bad for being so vulgar in front of Caretaker. They assure Sickie that it's understandable and they aren't mad or upset.