#Concussion Day

[gothamite-rambler]

Enchantress angrily pointed at Batman, her voice echoing loudly as she spoke.

Enchantress: Your life will be filled with misery and woe! You shall walk the Earth searching for the light, and it will never arrive!

Enchantress ranted her curse while Batman was deep in thought—not about the woman possessed by a witch, but about something more pressing.

Batman (thinking): Selina told you she wasn't mad about anything, but she clearly is. Did you forget something? Her birthday? No, you have that planned six months ahead. Did you say something to insult her? This doesn’t feel like one of those times. What was yesterday that’s important to your relationship? Think, Bruce!

Enchantress: The day—

Batman (interrupting): Day? Day? Date… Together… Relationship… First got together… Oh dear God, I forgot our anniversary!

Enchantress (thrown off by the comment): What?

Harley (shocked): You forgot ya anniversary with Catwoman?!

Ivy: (rude) You would. Maybe jot that down instead of planning to stop me from saving Mother Gaia.

Enchantress (turning off the dramatics): Oh... oh that's bad.

Batman screamed, dropped to his knees, and covered his face.

Batman: I'm a bad boyfriend! I swear I usually remember it and I stored the information... somewhere.

Harley (comforting her friend): Batman, it'll be okay. You remembered! You have time to get her a gift and fix this.

Batman: How?

Enchantress: Apologize and grovel.

Harley: Don’t demand her forgiveness, but show her how sorry ya are for forgettin' the day you committed your life to a woman who has sacrificed a lot for you!

Enchantress: And swear you'll never pull that crap again and actually stick to it.

Ivy: Or break up and release her from the so-called good side—

Harley (scolding): Ivy!

Ivy: Sorry, I can't turn it off.

Enchantress: I don’t blame you; he’s with a woman who can constantly do better.

Batman checked his phone calendar for the anniversary in question and... he was a month off.

Batman: I had a plan for our anniversary… next month. Either I got the months mixed up or my assistant did. I'm a bad boyfriend, aren't I?

Enchantress (walking over, sympathetic): No... An annoying ass, but not a bad boyfriend. I'm invested in this now. Let’s pause this fight; I have to help this pitiful man not lose a woman who can do better than him.

Batman: Can you stop saying that? It’s not entirely true.

Harley: He has a point. Batman is the only person just as screwed up as her.

Batman (monotone): Thank you, Harley. I sound sarcastic, but I actually mean that. And Ivy, keep that thought to yourself.

Ivy nodded and walked back to her car.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Paid the Price

|| Mel x Jayce x nonbinary!enforcer!reader

|| Warnings; concussed reader, explosion, hospital, worried Mel and Jayce, mention of Mel feeling guilt, brief season two spoilers, comfort/fluff

|| Summary; when the Council building explodes, reader makes it out... mostly alright.

Requests closed!

Started; December 22nd

Finished; December 22nd

HurtCember2024; Day 17, Concussion

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The meeting was going smoothly. Jayce had gotten all of the Council to agree and you couldn't help feeling proud of your boyfriend. Mel had posted you just by the door, trusting you above all other enforcers. So, you had the privilege of watching your partners work. It was always your favourite shifts to be on, whenever you got to be their guard for something. Made the whole enforcer gig worth it.

Everything happened fast. You barely even had the chance to react before the Council room was exploded, you had just enough time to shout," Mel! Jayce!" They had time to turn their attention to you. Seeing the panic in your eyes.

Then there was nothing. When you came to you were in what looked like some private hospital room, with Mel pacing the floor and Jayce trying to calm her down.

"They'll be alright," Jayce assured, you could faintly hear what he was saying. It still felt like there was a ringing in your ears, but you could tell. Even before opening your eyes. That he was just as worried as Mel," they're tough. Right? And stubborn. They wouldn't let a building be the reason they can't get up."

"I know, I just.." Mel groaned. The sound of her heels coming to halt, you could only guess she was looking at you," you're awake. Aren't you? I see you hiding that smirk."

You slowly opened your eyes, grinning just a bit. Mel really knew you like the back of her hand, didn't she? She could always call you out, Jayce however looked surprised as ever. But they both looked relieved. You were awake and that's all that mattered to them.

"You're awake!" Jayce smiled, the first he had since everything happened. By now, that was quite some hours ago. He rushed to your bedside, hands cupping you face. You winced at the fast movement and he immediately let go," sorry- sorry- are you.. feeling okay?"

"Give them space to breathe, Jayce," Mel was smiling too when she joined his side. Hand carefully placed to your knee.

"Like you said, a building won't take me down. I'm fine. Mostly," you looked at Jayce with knowing eyes and his cheeks flushed. Mel held back a laugh.

"You heard all that?" Jayce asked.

"The important stuff," you poked his stomach.

"Are you sure you feel fine? The doctor informed us you had a concussion," Mel explained. Your face fell, a concussion? You'd be out of work for at least a week with that. Probably more if it were up to Mel.

Mel couldn't help looking at you with guilt hidden behind her worry. She had tried to protect the both of you, you were just.. too far away from her to fully protect you. Jayce she had been able to reach no problem, but she was still getting the hang of her abilities and you'd paid the price.

"I will be... little bummed I'm going to be off work," you huffed. Jayce couldn't help but laugh.

"It's always work with you, isn't it?" He asked.

"Hey, you two are just as bad!" You folded your arms over your chest, they shared a look with each other. Silently agreeing with you on that.

"Yeah okay, you got us there," Jayce replied.

The rest of the evening was relaxed, filled with easy conversations. Jayce and Mel tried to both be by your side the whole night, but they were needed for one thing or another. However one was always by your side, they didn't want you to be alone and you greatly appreciated them for it. You loved them just as deeply as they loved you.

[ikram1900]

Lewa wanted his Gavi hug ❤️❤️

[gigisriley]

testing out some new brushes hee hee

(plus max from my fic!)

[sonic-takeover]

Hey Shadow, now that you pretty much know the extent of Sonic's injuries, shouldn't you ice your cheek too? You got punched pretty hard at the beginning of the fight.

It doesn't matter. He's hurt worse than I am.

Ugh. Babe. Just do it, okay??

What-

You're being so mean to yourself and it's making me sad because I can't even hug you right now! This plush isn't the same, I miss my boyfriend! *His eyes are watering. He wipes them with the backs of his hands. Shadow stares for a moment, then very gently hugs him, being careful of his sides*

... I'm sorry.. I didn't realize I was upsetting you..

*Sonic clings to him, burying his face in his neck* You're never as nice to yourself as you are to me, and it's not fair... It's not your fault all this happened..

...... I love you.. *Shadow kisses his head, running a hand through his quills* Can I get you anything?

... Yeah.. my head hurts..

I'll get some ibuprofen for you.

And take care of your bruise.

And that. Of course. *He pulls back to look in Sonic's eyes. He gives a half-hearted smile as he caresses his cheek* Heh.. Your pupils are different sizes.. you look ridiculous..

Well I think you're very handsome. And blurry.

*Shadow kisses his nose and stands up* Thank you. Oh. You'll need food with your pill.

Chili dog.

I wouldn't expect anything else.

[slyvester101]

Caboose and Wash bonding over their head trauma.

Caboose and Wash sharing tips on how they remember things and keep track of dates and names and where they are versus where they’re supposed to be.

Caboose and Wash both being at risk/susceptible to seizures due to their head trauma, so all the sim troopers have to learn how to help them through it.

Caboose and Wash having panic attacks because they can’t remember an important detail about their lives (they should know this they should know this they should know this why don’t they know this?)

Caboose and Wash both being able to remember Tucker’s name. Always. First try. Easiest thing to remember. (Tucker being scared of the day they don’t.)

Caboose and Wash hating the giant gaps in their memory, so they spend a lot of time trying to fill it.

Caboose and Wash sharing stories all the time because they don’t want to forget…

What were we talking about again?

[starwarsanthropology]

I think he has cute aggression level 9000

[serickswrites]

Wham!

Warnings: head injury, concussion, unconsciousness, confusion, disorientation, field medicine

The sounds Team Leader didn't make any sense. Nothing made a lot of sense. Their eyelids were too heavy to lift. Their head hurt like nothing before and they felt like they couldn't move.

A cacophony of sounds filtered into their awareness. People were yelling. There was the sound of fighting around them. And there was a voice gently speaking to them. They knew that voice.

"Smallest Teammate," Team Leader croaked as they finally opened their eyes.

"There you are, Team Leader," Smallest Teammate said with a smile that didn't quite reach their eyes.

"Wha?" Team Leader asked, trying to sit up. The world spun around them and tilted on its side. Team Leader screwed their eyes shut tight as a wave of nausea filled them.

"I think you should just lie here a while, Team Leader. It's good you're awake. I...I was worried you weren't going to wake up."

Smallest Teammate's words didn't make sense. Why wouldn't they wake up? How long were they out for? None of the words Team Leader tried to form came out. Everything was fuzzy and didn't make sense.

"Team Leader," Smallest Teammate said more urgently, "I need you to stay awake. It's a good sign you're awake. Keep awake, Team Leader. Help is on the way. I've wrapped your head wound where Whumper bashed it, but I don't know how bad your concussion is. You need to stay awake, Team Leader. Can you do that for me?"

Whumper bashed their head? When did that happen. As hard as Team Leader tried to remember, they couldn't. They nodded. They could stay awake for Smallest Teammate. Anything to make Smallest Teammate worry less.

Tags: @mousepaw @jumpywhumpywriter @knightinbatteredarmor @hufflepuffwritingstuff2 @anightmarishwhump

@steh-lar-uh-nuhs @celestialsoyeon @st0rmm @ay5ksal @pedro-pedro-pedro-pedro-pe

@pepeniascat @artisticdemon

[mrmeepsmadmind]

rewatching this over and over again.. mainly bcs tarn makes soundwave into a manlet but also bcs it's hilarious

[mountmortar]

anyway anyone who thinks that blue is the poster boy for the "jerk rival" trope when silver is quite literally right there has clearly never paid any attention to any of blue's dialogue in the games, where there are Quite Literally Multiple Instances of blue giving red advice meant to aid him on his journey in the same way that many of the later friendly rivals and neighbors do, even if the tone of it isn't as sickeningly sweet as the later rivals are. blue literally, in the game, waited in the middle of silph co. to challenge red to a battle to make SURE he was ready to take on giovanni because he was worried about him. do some of you genuinely think that blue was so mean to red when they were eleven that red is like. still traumatized by it when they're in their twenties or something.

red and blue's whole journey is actually kind of hilarious because you have professor oak very clearly favoring red to the point where blue isn't even an afterthought and blue's clearly decided that he's sick of it and hates red now but he still shows up to give him advice and check on him to make sure he can actually handle fighting team rocket and whatnot. it's just a constant loop of "yo! red! crawl around in grassy areas to find more pokémon! go visit bill (who gives red the s.s. anne pass) and thank him for creating the P.C.! i waited here in silph co. for you because i knew you'd turn up! you collected all the badges, too? that's cool! i was looking forward to seeing you!" that he buries under another loop of eleven-year-old "I'M SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU LOOK HOW COOL AND STRONG I AM" bullshit because again. he's just up and decided he hates red now because he's clearly & understandably jealous of all the attention professor oak is giving him ("you and your rival used to play nicely together when you were little, but lately, he has become mean." -> pokémon blue manual) but that doesn't change the fact that they've been friends since they were toddlers and that never once goes away no matter WHAT happens between them. do you think blue's phone call ("I'm Blue. Man, this guy called Red brought me down in a heartbeat. I haven't seen him in a long time...I wonder where he is and what he's up to… Come to think of it, you look a little bit like Red. Yeah, you do. Just...Just a little bit. Whatever...") came from nowhere. Do you think that isn't the sound of a fourteen-year-old missing his best friend. Grabbing you all by the shoulders here. Do you think they ever stopped being friends. If you answer wrong you get tossed into a volcano

[sadisthetic]

disarm. dismantle. disable.

[troylougferdaday]

Dat 11. I tjink he hss concushion

[thelightreflects]

GILMORE GIRLS (2000-2007) season one, episode seven ➼ kiss and tell

[backpackingspace]

a rough sketch of an idea

Polites found odysseus in the sheep's field weapons and armor and body broken and bruised. It looked like he had been dropped from a great height. He felt his gut clench at the sight. It wasn't the first time something like this had happened. But it was the worst he had ever seen his friend.

Odysseus had been collecting more and more bruises over the past year, becoming more and more cagey about their source. About his training. "Proof of athena's favoritism" he called them with a grin "it'll all be worth it when I'm the best fighter around"

But polites couldn't help but worry. Pride and honors and achievements didn't matter if you didn't survive the training to get there. Polites desperately wished there was something more he could to do to help but even if he could convince odysseus to cease this insanity, how would even get out of it without offending the goddess?

"I take it training didn't go well, my friend?" Polites asked with a smile forcing his voice to keep its teasing edge. He extended a hand to help odysseus up off the ground.

"Shut up polites" odysseus grumbled as he threw a hand up to clumsily grasp at polites hand.

Despite the muscle odysseus was rapidly gaining polites could still haul him up easily. He'd thank the gods for his height but lately praying had left a sour taste in his mouth. As he dragged odysseus towards a well paid and secured doctor he eyed the broken spear, sword, and sheild. A glimmer of an idea started to take shape. It was likely odysseus would continue to break mortal equipment as he did battle with gods and his family had been pressuring him to choose a calling already....

"Eurylochus is coming from same tomorrow" polites chatted ideally, hoping to distract his closest friend from his pain. Odysseus groaned and banged his head against polites shoulder.

"Come now!" Polites chided through his laughter "you love the man!"

"Not when he's trying to bed my sister I dont" odysseus slurred somehow managing to drip annoyance through the concussion and other pains.

(@www-dot-why-are-you-here-dot-com tagged as promise! It's more on the angsty side of my headcanons so let me know if you only want to be tagged in the fluffy ones)

[varpusvaras]

Remember that post where the op had a friend that had a cat, and sometimes the cat liked the op and sometimes not, and after knowing this friend for years they joked about it one night, and the friend proceeded to pull out five identical cats?

That's Damian. He has a whole herd of identical cats and they all live in the manor for years without anyone knowing that there are more than one of them. Damian thinks they are all stupid. Everyone else thinks that the cat can teleport.

[yandere-daydreams]

saw one of the trending posts that asked the question "does your favorite author know they're your favorite author?" so i decided to submit this so you know you're my fav

you have such a large following and i've always thought it was so cool how you interacted with them, you handled sooo many annoying asks like "ew how could you write about yanderes why would you like something like that" to explaining why you don't include "i don't condone this type of thing irl" on every post that you make

i've always thought you were so eloquent in your writing and i know you did you got into this becuz there wasn't existing content out there that you wanted to see, so you made it yourself and i think your taste in literature must be so good since i've read what your writing is like

you have such a distinct style i can immediately tell when it's something you've written without needing to see it's your username at the top of the post

you have a true horror element to a lot of things that you make, and i've read some of the commissioned posts you make (which is just another thing that means your skill is real because people PAY YOU!!! to write their dirty fics like wow how cool is that) and even if i wasn't the person who commissioned them i thought they were so good in their own right that i would've been willing to spend money too

you churn new fic out like you're a 12-man team behind that screen like woah. meanwhile my drafts sit for wears collecting dust and cobwebs. which is another thing (this is the embarrassing part that made me go on anon) i desperately want you to follow me like i've genuinely sat in my bed wondering if i submitted an ask offering $5 for you to follow me if you would do it 😭😭😔

but i wanted to earn your following so i was like "well i write yandere stuff too so maybe if i keep writing stuff one day they'll follow me for it" but realistically that's not going to happen and you're just this cool untouchable person outside of my realm of comprehension

you have this no-fucks-given attitude which i really respect you for because alot of people have zero boundaries here and shamelessly demand things from people

i don't really know much about you outside of tumblr ofc so i wish you the best, like i hope you have an awesome job you enjoy doing that pays well with good insurance and days off and you find a super cheap affordable house and a good mileage car 🙏😔 times are tough and i hope you're doing well

ahhhh thank you thank you thank you!!! ngl it is very discouraging to be someone posting very niche content sometimes, so generously dulled out validation is always appreciated <3 i do accept paid promotions but you Must understand my prices are higher than that. i'm a whore but not a cheap one i fear.

also!!! about the wip thing!!! honestly i think it's just a matter of fully fleshing out + investing yourself into the concept before starting at all. it's much easier to stagnate when you don't know where your story's going. i've found the plot of plenty of fics halfway through but i have also. failed at that and had to start over entirely. what we do is not joyous but it sure must be fulfilling ig.