#i know ive been gone a while sorry

[doormousedreams]

BACK ON MY BS AGAIN HELLOOOO

Jamil taking care of a Poisoned MC??

Tw for obvious reasons

I'm loosing my mind over this

So let's say you regularly hang out in sacrabia after the overblot incident, and just about everyone there gets along with you well and really enjoys your presence, especially Kalim.

On the other hand, Jamil pretty much despises you. You were already basically flaunting the whole "prefect hero" thing, and now you're spending extended time at his dorm? Acting as another mouth to feed and clean up after? He's so annoyed.

You, on the other hand, have a crush in Jamil. And are constantly trying to do subtle things for him. Like cleaning up, Cooking when you can, helping out around sacrabia in general

Jamil notices, and he hates it. He thinks he's being treated like some bomb waiting to set off any minute, by you and the rest of scarabia. He knows he did something wrong, he knows he could've hurt a lot of people, including himself, when he overblotted. But that doesn't mean he's going to just up and do it again. He doesn't need your pity.

Buuttt, little by little he starts to tolerate you.

One day, some way or another, you eat some food before Kalim just because you know how cautious he has to be and want to make sure he's comfortable, and also to make sure Jamil won't have to.

And surprise surprise!! It's Poisoned.

As soon as you start showing symptoms, Jamil is already on it. He's got an anitode ready, your head is in Kalim's lap and Jamil has to hold your nose so that it goes down smoothly.

Jamil starts to realize how panicked he is on the inside, despite not showing it.

Your stomach feels like it's being stabbed violently, and you're curled up and basically immobile. Kalim is panicking and crying, and Jamil is trying to calmly explain to him that you're going to be fine.

Jamil and Kalim end up helping you to a guest room and get you settled in the bed while the poison antidote takes effect.

Kalim stays by your side basically the whole time, and even though Jamil is trying to continue his afternoon where it left off, your condition is nagging him.

Eventually he goes back to your room as it gets dark, and reassures Kalim that he can go to bed, and that you'd be alright.

He stays for a moment after Kalim leaves.

"How are you feeling?" Jamil asks, walking to your bedside and pressing a cold, callused palm to your head to check your temperature. You whine in pain, and Jamil feels a small twinge of dread in his stomach. His face is passive as ever as he gently moves your face, opening your eyelids to look at the blood vessles, opening your mouth to make sure it wasn't miscolored, various other tasks to make sure the antidote was working. You hardly register anything he's doing, and it almost scares him to see you so weak. So pained.

He should be annoyed, right? You carelessly did something for the ever oblivious Kalim, and poisoned yourself in the process. You just ended up being another responsibility to shoulder.

But he's also so scared. Your pained breaths increase as you roll to your side, curled into a fetal position.

"It hurts..." You whisper. The words are pitiful, and they sharply pull at his heart. He sits on the bed, brushing your hair out of your face and pressing his cool palm to your head again, and this time, you lean into the touch.

"Do you want me to hynotise you?" Jamil asks, gently. He doesn't know why he asked that, let alone why he said it so tenderly, but you crack an eye open for a minute before shutting it tightly as another intense wave of pain washes over you. Jamil rubs your back soothingly as you curl into yourself more.

"It's just to put you to sleep, and help you sleep well. You won't hurt as much as you are now, I promise. It's just till morning." He clarifies. You're silent for a moment, besides your deep, controlled breaths as you try to work through the pain. And then you nodd.

"-please. please."-is all you manage to get out. Jamil is relived. He cradles your face with both hands, facing you towards him, but your eyes are shut tight.

"I need you to open your eyes, prefect." He says, softly, tenderly. When you do, he's quick to use his unique magic. He's never felt more relived when you start to settle, and calm down under his gaze.

"You will sleep well and undisturbed until the poison passes." He says, and just like that, you're asleep in his arms. He suddenly realizes how close his face is to your own, but he doesn't reel away like he would have before. For a split second, he thinks about kissing you. The thought is like a splash of cold water, and he sits back up again. He doesn't want to leave, so he sits in the chair that Kalim had left behind.

He stayes by your bedside the whole night.

[im-still-watching-anime]

do you think yamato’s scary eyes work on sasuke?? do you think sasuke activates his sharingan all like mine can be freaky too asshole or does he just pretend to be unbothered meanwhile his knees are wobbling

[branmer]

im still taking a break but i feel like i owe everyone an apology for being such a pathetic baby! i rlly don't want anyone to feel obligated to interact with my silly minbo posts, im just letting the loneliness and anxiety get to me and a weird yearning for a heyday of fandom that never existed and i do very very much appreciate you all <3 (also like, i must be the change i want to see. if i want more interactions maybe i should... instigate them lol)

[pekabloooopmilgram]

im back baby

also look at this wonderful screenshot i found

[daggerpinknife]

i need to be dead fucking serious about staying alive. My literal romeo i dreamed of my whole life has died.

[the-faultofdaedalus]

@docdracula‘s robot iron man concept has completely taken over my brain, rent free, absolutely no intent to evict, ect ect and i have THOUGHTS i have too many thoughts.

for one, like, how early on does tony die? how early is this ai/robot created? is there a possibility that it was created before anyone knew who iron man was? before even Happy? because that’s So fucked up. no one (but yinsen) ever knew who he was and now no one ever will because there isnt anyone TO know underneath anymore. there’s a single picture of iron man back when it was still tony, back when the eye holes were just holes. back when you could see human eyes under the mask. the eye-slots are opaque now, but. there was a person in there once. so everyone assumes there still is. the assumption is that he’s someone who tony met in vietnam. maybe a soldier. that the two of them were close -- you need to be close, to trust someone with your life like that. for iron man to continue being connected with SI even without the payroll of tony stark’s bodyguard. for the mansion to be left to him. (i am setting tony’s death pre-avengers formation, because i think that is Fun)

No one connects tony stark and iron man beyond that. they knew eachother. they were close. iron man attends his funeral. he doesn’t say a word.

also, in my head, the iron man AI/robot is Distinct from any sort of AI tony. both because this early in canon, i want to say that a perfect copy like that just wouldn’t be possible, and because tony isn’t necessarily trying to replace himself: he’s just trying to replace iron man, and this distinction matters. quite a lot, i think. like, with AI tony we know that tony programmed him to still be an alcoholic. i... don’t actually think he’d do that if he was just building a robot to continue to be iron man, especially with how much tony tends to build up the seperate identity as better than himself.  is this AI still absolutely fucked up, even if it is supposed to be what tony considers the best parts of himself? absolutely! hes still kind of based off tony of COURSE hes just a fucked up guy.

i just,,, him. i love this fucked up lil robot trying to be a person, trying to be the best person, trying to be everything tony thought iron man was. being almost tony, but not really. he always feels weird around pepper and happy and ms abrogast because he doesn’t know them but he knows about them. they’re his friends (they were tony stark’s friends) but he doesn’t know how to talk to them. they don’t know what he is. he doesn’t fully know what he is. he isn’t tony stark, but he isn’t not tony stark. he’s iron man, but that’s just an identity, a mask for someone who used to exist and doesn’t anymore. he’s iron man, but not tony stark. he’s just a mask. he’s just a mask and nothing else.

i think he’d start metaphorically sobbing the first time one of the team called him “shellhead” because thats a name FOR HIM!!! he gets a name! he’s been given a name! i don’t know if he’d HAVE one before that. i don’t know if tony would have time to name this AI, or would even... consider giving him a name other than iron man. i feel like he’d get so soft whenever the team treat him like a person but also feel so bad about it because he doesn’t want to deceive them (even as he increasingly feels like he has to, in order to be what they want him to be). i feel like he’d want to reach out, so badly, so very badly, but feel like he has to hold himself back, because if he reaches far enough to make contact whoever he’s reaching for is going to discover there isn’t anyone else there.

i think about him having some actual articulation underneath the armor, mostly in his hands, so he can take the gauntlets off and have fine-motor control enough to build things, things to give to his team who he loves so so much with the heart that isn’t there. i think other than that there wouldn’t really be much else. he can fill the suit up with gadgets and extra pieces and more processors but there isn’t really a point on building a skeleton. the armor is his body.

i like to think that he feels bad whenever the team worries about him. because he ISN’T in the same level of danger as they are. he can’t be hurt in the same way they can. it’s just another way he feels like a liar. he feels like a liar a lot -- moreso than tony, even, because at least tony’s just lying about who he is, not what he is.

honestly the most tragic part is that even though tony’s dead and this robot has no heart to have problems with

he’s still got to plug himself into a wall

[kirbye]

Hey guys, I hate to do this but I've been having health issues lately and I need help paying bills and going to even more doctors.

I'm a mixed roma trans man whose recently had a variety of health concerns and if anyone can help it would be greatly appreciated. I plan on opening commissions later but I need money bad. If you can't donate I understand but please reblog.

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[non-un-topo]

Why does instagram keep giving me videos about grandparents like does it want me to fall on the floor sobbing today

[horanghoe]

I thought you were somebody else 💕

but that's not on me 😌

[silhouettecrow]

365 Days of Writing Prompts: Day 209

Adjective: Voracious

Noun: Churchyard

Definitions for those who need/want them:

Voracious: wanting or devouring great quantities of food; having a very eager approach to an activity

Churchyard: an enclosed area surrounding a church, especially as used for burials

[flintbian]

Man, life is just depressing right now

[win-inthedark]

MERRY CHRISTMAS! 🎄

[ginormousheterosexual]

hi are you okay

hi hello yes i am fine! i know i dropped off the face of the earth on this blog, probably should've wrote a disclaimer that i did not in fact die lol sorry. i'm just not as active on this blog anymore, my brain hyperfixated extremely intensely for about two weeks and then kinda fell off. i think it was just a perfect storm of my burning through content extremely quickly, there not being any new official content released regularly, some people in the fandom being weird as shit, and watching something else that my brain decided to hyperfixate on instead (which aligns wayyyyy more with my long-term hyperfixation and interests than heartstopper).

so sorry i thought that this hyperfixation would last longer but alas. i might interact with stuff every once in a while but don't really count on it? idk i'm just not nearly as enamored with it as i was in that like, initial three weeks. sorry yall

[polaraffect]

venting in the tags yippeee

[intertexts]

hiiii guys.btw.

[bukuoshin]

Okay, it's. It's probably safe to say I'm autistic, lol