#issue no 16

[iolausian-fields]

The gods are messing with Hercules' mind, making him unable to distinguish nightmares from reality.

Hercules: The Legendary Journeys s3e15 - Judgement Day

[whumpers-monthly]

Issue no 16:

Delirious

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[astaldis]

Delirious

@whumpers-monthly

Ups, got quite a few fics that fit this prompt 🙈. Here are some excerpts with the links to the fics on AO3 if you’d like to read more. 

Fandom: The Witcher

Delirious character: Cahir 

- From Chapter 6 of “And quietly lay the frozen lake”

In the early morning hours, well before dawn, Cahir's fever got worse and he started to agitatedly kick his legs and struggle against the blankets, moaning loudly and muttering what appeared to be his own, long Nilfgaardian name over and over. Both Regis and Geralt were needed to hold the raving young man down so he would not aggravate his injuries. Although his eyes were wide open, he did not seem to recognise either of his comrades.

"What's wrong?" Milva had woken up from the disturbance and come over, worried for her sick friend.

"Bad fever dream," grunted Geralt, panting. Cahir was strong in his panicked, imaginary struggle and not easy to control. "Can't you do anything, Regis? Put him to sleep? Like the guards in Armeria?"

"Sorry, Geralt." The vampire was panting no less than the Witcher. "I've already tried, but the moonshine must be affecting my hypnotic abilities."

"Let me try to calm him. Make some space," Milva ordered resolutely, squatting down next to Regis and grabbing the rag soaking in the bowl with cold water. Placing the cool piece of cloth on Cahir's sweaty-hot forehead, she softly called his name. Once. Twice. Third time seemed to be the charm, as Cahir suddenly stopped kicking and struggling, blinked several times, then looked at her with glassy eyes.

"Mother?" he rasped, barely audible.

"Shsh, it's all alright. Everything's OK," she soothed, taking his hand in hers and pressing it gently. "Go to sleep. I'm here. Everything will be fine."

Cahir shuddered, then closed his eyes and, completely drained, fell asleep.

- From Chapter 3 of “On the run”

Come evening, Cahir's fever has gone up even more, his brow hotter than ever. He is sweating profusely, his shirt and pants drenched with sweat, and he is raving. About a fire. Well, that is not exactly surprising after what happened at Sodden, and the fact that he is literally burning up with fever. There is more though, something about a mission he has to complete. And an ashen-haired girl. The one this morning's nightmare was about? This is - intriguing. If the fever lasts a while, maybe she'll find out who this mysterious girl is. And what this equally mysterious mission is about. On the other hand, Yennefer wishes with all her heart that Cahir recovers quickly. This whole situation is definitely not fun. Not at all.

"Cahir, wake up, you need to drink." She gently shakes him by the shoulders. In the few short moments the Nilfgaardian was awake during the afternoon, Yennefer managed to get some water into her sick companion with the help of one of the scallop shells she had collected earlier, but it was probably far from enough to keep him sufficiently hydrated. Cahir blinks, then opens his eyes. They are bright with fever. Glazed. Unfocused.

"Mawr?" he croaks weakly. Shit, he does not even recognise her. His eyes fall shut again, the effort of keeping them open too much for the sick man.

Yennefer lifts Cahir's head up a little and puts the water-filled seashell to his hot face. Dammit. He's got so much fucking hair. Several sweat-soaked strands are plastered across his face, and then there is this awful, shaggy beard, it's not easy to find his dry lips in the twilight of the cave. She adjusts the shell a little and he swallows the few sips thirstily. Yennefer scoops more water from the boot and repeats the tedious procedure several times. Suddenly Cahir's eyes fly open. He looks at her blearily and tries to sit up, clearly agitated.

"I-I have to go. The girl, I have to find her. The White Flame -"

"Shhh," Yennefer soothes, pressing his shoulders back into the sand. "The White Flame will have to do without you for a while. Go back to sleep." Closing his eyes obediently and lying back down without resistance, Cahir does as he is told. Not a good sign. Yennefer sighs once more, probably not for the last time in the long hours to come.

- From Chapter 7 of “Not cruel by nature”

The redheaded enchantress enters the cell and approaches her patient. Besides the easily visible shaking and clearly audible chattering of teeth from the fever chills, Marti immediately notices that something is wrong with the man's breathing. The respiration rate is conspicuously increased and he is wheezing and coughing in his feverish sleep. An infection of the respiratory tract? The sorceress deposits her bag on the floor and squats down next to the pallet. His clothes are drenched with sweat. Quickly she casts a warming spell around both of them and magically dries his black shirt and pants. When she touches the prisoner's fever-hot brow, he flinches violently and gives a low moan, but does not wake up. This is good, a reaction to external stimuli, a clear improvement of his condition in spite of the high fever. Which will not be too hard to treat properly as Marti has a good idea of the underlying cause. There is a simple way to verify her hypothesis, too, she only needs to turn the patient onto his back for a moment.

Marti grabs the shivering Nilfgaardian by his shoulder and hip and pulls him toward her. Although she does so as gently as possible, the man's eyes fly wide open with fear and he gasps for air, then starts to cough convulsively. Darn, after what he has gone through, she should have anticipated that the prisoner might panic and given him more of the sedative before touching him. She has everything in her bag, of course, but now she first needs to deal with the cough attack. Which will not be possible without her touching him again. Well, cannot be helped. Quickly Marti grabs the badly coughing and gasping, delirious man and pulls him further toward her onto his other side so he would not choke on or inhale any coughed up phlegm by accident.

"Don't be afraid. I'm a healer. I'm here to help, not to hurt you," she repeats over and over in her most soothing bedside tone of voice while with one arm she cradles the sick man's head to her body and with her free hand strokes his sweat-matted hair and shaking back.

From Chapter 2 of “To kill or not to kill”

"Give me one of those water skins, will you?" Ingolf grabs the drinking vessel with the fresh spring water that one of his comrades is passing him, then turns to their leader. "I think the Nilfgaardian is waking up."

"He might be able to tell us what happened. Who slaughtered his squad," Isengrim Faoiltiarna says pensively, rising from the tree stub he was sitting on while repairing the fletchings of his last remaining arrows.

Unfortunately, Cahir is in no shape to tell anybody anything, at least not yet. He blinks and wakes up for a brief moment when Breon shakes him by the shoulder and, supported by Ingolf, manages to drink a few sips of water, but he is so feverish that he does not recognise any of the elves nor does he seem to understand, let alone answer the questions the Iron Wolf is asking. The Scoia'tael leader swears and leaves again. Breon and Ingolf stay for a while and use the opportunity to change the sick knight's dressings. The deep stab wound in his shoulder does not look too bad, there is neither fresh blood nor pus. In contrast, his left hand, the one with the ugly cut, is badly swollen and inflamed. No wonder the man is delirious with fever. Maybe it would be best to amputate? However, there is no experienced healer, not to mention a surgeon among the remaining Squirrels and the Nilfgaardian has already lost so much blood, he would surely not survive the grisly operation, especially not if performed by an amateur. Of course, the infection might kill him, too, only more slowly. At the moment, though, the two elves can do no more than cleanse the wound with spring water and redress it with fresh bandages. Hopefully it will be enough. The Nilfgaardian moans and whimpers while they are at it, but does not wake up again.

During the night the fever gets worse. Cahir raves about an insane girl with green eyes, about the Lion Cub of Cintra, cries out for some Yennefer he appears to be worried about. And murmurs about a witcher who massacred his men. Even though the elven commander has not shown much interest in the Nilfgaardian's fate so far, this last tidbit catches his attention. A witcher responsible for the slaughter? Although it is hard to believe that a single person killed the entire squad, if any one person could have pulled that off, it is a witcher. But what would a witcher do on Thanedd during the Conclave of Sorcerers? And why would he butcher the elves? Witchers, especially those of the Wolf School, are usually neutral, pride themselves in not taking sides and treat elves, dwarfs and other races with as much respect as they treat humans. Very strange indeed. Well, as the Nilfgaardian is still delirious, he will have to wait for the fever to break to find out more about his comrades' deaths. If the fever breaks. Which it seems not very willing to do. At least not any time soon.

From Chapter 5 of “To kill or not to kill”

All of a sudden, Cahir is startled out of another delirium-like sleep by the sound of close-by - fighting? There are shouts, screams, the neighing of horses, clanging of swords, groaning, cursing. And every now and then the boom of a thunder-clap. Then, after hardly more than a few minutes, everything is eerily quiet. Except for the pitter-patter of rain on the wood of the coffin. Only now does Cahir realise that the tarpaulin is gone. Water has started dripping into his face from the soaked wooden lid. In the dim light coming in through the holes together with the rain, he can see the droplets forming before they fall. However, the rain is slowly easing off, as is the thunder. The storm is moving somewhere else. Cahir blinks and tries to concentrate on any other sounds from around. Sounds that would give him an idea of what has just occurred. Who attacked who? Who won? And, more importantly, is there still anybody out there alive? But it is terribly and increasingly hard for Cahir to keep his eyes and ears open. His headache is killing him, as is the thirst, and he is feeling dizzy and inexplicably tired and is hardly able to think a coherent thought. 

[fairydriver]

if you post an image in discord itll round the corners, but once you hit a certain smallness it rounds into a circle. so basically if you make an image that is 32x32 and you post it in discord itll go from this

to this.

so you basically can just draw a little face in mspaint or something and paste it into discord and itll look like a little emoji. you can potentially mess around with this a lot, its proportional to your image going smaller and it doesnt have to be a square either.

[graciehart]

I feel like one thing most people don’t fully comprehend is just how incredible it is not only that Simone Biles does what she does, but that she’s able to do it at 27. Gymnastics is a brutal sport and there’s a reason very few gymnasts even make it to college gym, and even fewer are able to compete all four years. It’s easier to get hurt, you’re more likely to have previous injuries that have caused lasting pain, and you’ll have gone through puberty and needed to adjust to the changes that causes in your body. It makes her coming back that much more special.

[inspisart]

dick using bruce's belt as a bandolier was a bonafide look

[royalarchivist]

YD: Hello, I'm from Korean.

Letshugo: Hello, I'm from Germany.

YD: Can you see what I'm saying?

Letshugo: Yes, I understand.

YD: Hey, this is really amazing. I speak Korean, and you speak German, but we have a conversation!

Letshugo: Yes, that's really awesome.

YD: I'm a Minecraft grandma who has been playing Minecraft for 14 years.

Letshugo: 14 years? How old are you?

YD: You don't need to know. 😑

Letshugo: Oh, ok.

Quackity has created something so amazing, it makes me so proud seeing his project help people communicate like this. He looks so happy. :')

[tea-cat-arts]

Ranking mxtx couples by whether or not I think they'd be good parents

(I'm 90% sure I'm forgetting someone)

Yep, next question (S)-

Wangxian: tried and tested good dads. I wish them luck with the whole “trying to get wwx pregnant” thing 

They have some shit to work through, but after that I think they'd be fine (A)-

Ling Wen/ Bai Jin: if we're just going off the original publication, I would put them in a much lower tier, but since the revised edition added that thing about them raising orphans together and said orphans turning out alright before unfortunate circumstances, I'm putting them up here. I think they'll be alright once they work through the miscommunication

Xiao Xingchen/ Song Lan: They obviously have a lot of trauma they're working through, but I'd like to think they and A-Qing will be a loving family in the long run 

One of them would be a good parent, the other wouldn't be a bad parent (B)-

Jiang Yanli/ Jin Zixuan: there's no canon reason for me putting them this low. Jin Zixuan just gives off a mediocre parent vibe to me (and we all know Jiang Yanli is the best)

Yushipei: Yushi Huang has good mom energy, and Pei Ming has been shown to be a not terrible mentor. I'd want the misogyny fully beaten out of him with a mace before I'd think he should have kids of his own though 

Lang Qianqiu/ Little Guy: at the very least, they're making sure Guzi is fed, clothed, washed, vaccinated, and has access to education. Neither of them know what they're doing, but I think Little Guy is good at faking it. I wish them luck in their upcoming custody battle  

You know what, surprise me/ I'll hear you out (C)-

Bingqiu: My first instinct is “no, do not bring kids into this,” but then I remembered tharnShen Qingqiu has a surprisingly decent track record? Like, Ning Yingying and Ming Fan both turned out a lot more health than they did in the original novel, and though I wouldn't call him in a good place, Binghe is doing a lot better than Bingge. The wild card for me here is Luo Binghe because I have no idea how he'd be with kids

Quanyin: Yin Yu had a decent track record until he was pushed into snapping. I think rn, he needs a couple centuries of being a babygirl before he's ready to parent again. No idea how Quan Yizhen would do though 

Born to “dual income, no kids, rich uncles/aunts” (D)-

Fengqing: Feng Xin is canonically a bad dad. I know he's working on it, but it is what it is. Mu Qing has been shown to be decent with kids, but I think he’d have a melt down if he had to deal with the mess constantly. 

Hualian: I mean, Xie Lian has raised three kids at this point and one of them became a god, another became state preceptor and then sorta complicit in a genocide, and one became god AND committed genocide + he babysat a ghost king for months and didn't even realize that's what he was because it was a miracle if he remembered to feed him… so, a mixed bag. Hua Cheng may be schrodinger’s child hater, but I'm intrigued by the idea of him raising kids just because I want to know how his own childhood would influence his parenting abilities. They should probably just stick to babysitting for now though 

Mingling: Liu Mingyan is too busy writing gay porn to be dealing with kids, and I just can't imagine Sha Hualing as a mom

Please don't bring a kid into this mess (F)-

Beefleaf: Do I need to explain this one?

Mobeishang: Shang Qinghua should not be put in any position where he has to teach someone about consent (Binghe’s early attempts at flirting being a prime example of why that's a bad idea). I also think Mobei Jun is still working on the whole “why hitting people is not cool” thing. 

QiJiu: I think the original timeline is a prime example of how they're just not in a place to be raising kids 

Jun Wu/ Mei Nianqing: Xie Lian would like a refund on his adopted father figures. They had one kid and he only made it to age 20 because he was cursed to not die

[artea-artie]

Notice how I ship UsUk while respecting other shipping preferences, very demure, very mindful. I don’t go harassing people over which fictional characters kissy-kissy who. I don’t go accusing people of ludicrous, wild ideas because of a certain ship. I’m very mindful in the Hetalia community. See how I act mature? The way I respect my shipping community is how I respect the overall community. Those that decide to willingly insult others over fictional characters—*disappointed head shake* not demure.

[sodisco]

[retellingthehobbit]

When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay; When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day; When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter rain I'll look for thee, and call to thee; I'll come to thee again!

Together we will take the road that leads into the West, And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.

[strangerathecinema]

when that one early 2000's weird thriller-mystery show about a plane crash has me crying my eyes out, screaming out loud, jumping out of my seat, and violently reacting to small details every single epsiode without fail

[welcometogrouchland]

Dick as Damian's third parent while also having bad parent Talia: stale, boring, relies on poor characterization of Talia. Yawn.

Dick as Damian's third parent with good mom Talia except Dick and Talia still hate each other: beautiful, talented, show stopping, never been done before, etc. They take Damian out for a day and constantly try to out do eachother in who can be the most fun. Dick takes him to the circus except the high wire act is actually the two of them doing an old Flying Grayson's routine. Talia takes him to the arcade and buys the cabinet for his favourite game right there on the spot (also she's surprisingly good at DDR. Dick gets demolished in a match with her). Damian's torn bc on the one hand he knows they're both losing themselves in the competition instead of just being in the moment with him but on the other hand. Richard and Mother are taking him to his favourite Lebanese restaurant where they plan to buy him an all you can eat buffet bc Talia thought he looked thin and Dick agreed bc he knows Bruce can't cook good meals for shit. So who is he to deny them their whims?

[ph7soy]

mega angsty grahamscott college AU fic❗❗

College was supposed to be a fresh start for Warren. A chance to rebrand his geeky high school self. Hell, maybe he’d even have a shot at being cool this time around. But of course nothing ever goes his way, because he’s Warren fucking Graham.

~ wc: 71k-ish ~ status: ongoing (chapter 11/?) ~ tags: enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, hurt/comfort, fluff/angst, coming-of-age

helloooooo to all five grahamscott shippers out there!! my super supportive gf (who is also my only beta reader) suggested that i promote my fic on tumblr so here i am;;

enjoy the vandalized driver’s licenses i made for warren & nathan + a lil what’s in my bag college student edition for these two dorks (clearly not hard to guess which belongs to who lol)

[tomurakii]

I kind of hate all the comparisons between kipperlily and like. Those fuckass "affirmative action fucks me over I wish I was [minority] so it would be easier" people because none of that. Is what she said. She said the bad kids already had more experience with adventuring before they got to augefort and it meant they had an advantage. Which is true. Yeah Riz was lower-class but his mum was a COP. Riz, Kristen and Fig had parents who were heroes (Sandra-Lynn is an active ranger, Kristen's parents are paladins, Sklonda is a rogue), Adaine's family was super rich and politically influential, Fabian had both. Gorgug's the only one who wasn't actively at an advantage [IN THE CONTEXT OF HAVING PRIOR KNOWLEDGE ABOUT HEROISM] and she didn't have shit to say about him. Kipperlily was the first person in her family to try heroism, the bad kids are largely legacy admissions.

Additionally to the people comparing it to the "anti-affirmative action" crowd: do you know what affirmative action is. The bad kids didn't receive special consideration on their admissions to aguefort or scholarships or additional financial support or extended assessment times or anything. How could she be mad about affirmative action if none of these people received affirmative action. What they DID have was knowledge about their classes that started much earlier than high school, which is what Kipperlily said in her file that she thought grading should be adjusted for because she did not have that.

To me it's less like affirmative action and more like augefort is like an IQ test. They pretend that it's fair and objective, but you can be taught how to do those things from a younger age, and if your parents took the time to teach you pattern recognition and shit then you'll do better on an IQ test than someone who wasn't trained for it and everyone will act like that makes you innately smarter when it doesn't. It just means someone taught you how to do that earlier.

Barring Gorgug, every one of the bad kids had access to information about heroism and their class at a younger age than Kipperlily did, which primed them for success in their classes. Every one of them got additional information about mysteries from their families (and even direct battle-tactics training from Bill), Riz especially with getting classified info out of his mum. Kipperlily does not have hero relatives. She's the first in her family line to attend a hero school. She knew nothing about it before her first day, meanwhile Kristen was already the chosen of Helio, Adaine had already been attending the best wizard school in the country, Fabian had already spent his whole life training with his father, and Riz was already involved in solving mysteries using info and tactics he got from his parents.

They aren't necessarily "privileged" (except Fabian and Adaine), but Kipperlily didn't say they were, she said that in the specific context of attending a hero school they had a prior-knowledge advantage. Saying they didn't is like comparing the grades of a kid who's academic career started with preschool with a kid who didn't attend until middle school and acting like one of them wasn't better prepared.

[donewiththisshitplsstop]

When I was talking about how f1 and the fia and fans are racist and a lot of you were like naur but now they've literally admitted they police Lewis different but instead of calling it racism/discrimination they call it him being a role model 💀. Yall do know this is the insidious way racists have operated since like forever like do you guys get it now orrr do I need to pull out more facts/recipes bcs I've got a lot yk.