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soup, sickness, and kisses - miles morales
( a/n : i'm actually sick rn so this is very good timing yup! also first fic can we celebrate guys)
You sigh as you knock on the door of your boyfriend's room, groceries in hand and phone in the other.
"Miles? It's me, I got your text, groceries and all."
From the other side of the wooden door, you hear a muffled "come in". You can't help but smile a little at his voice, albeit rather weak, before you gently open the door.
"So.. how are you feeling?"
"'M feeling okay, kinda..."
You set your grocery bag on the floor and squat near his bed, taking in his features. Miles looks like he's barely even awake, not to mention his raspy voice and his eyes peeking out from his sheets. What did he do this time for him to get this sick..?
You place a hand on his forehead in concern, a little stunned at how warm it felt. Miles' eyes twitch a little at the sudden touch, his eyes fluttering at your sight. Your eyebrows then furrow in concern.
"I'll make you some soup, okay? I have the groceries bought already. It won't take long."
Standing back up and picking up your grocery bags, you're about to turn and leave when you feel a (rather cold) hand grab onto your arm.
"Wait. You haven't given me a kiss yet."
"What?" You say with a chuckle— the normally lively, yet kinda awkward boy you fell in love with was much more comfortable, to say the least, when cursed with a flu.
After you leaned in and pressed his lips on his forehead, Miles' expression eased. What a boy he was.
"You need some chapstick."
...Yeah. What a boy he truly was.
( a/n 2.0: i think miles is a little more ballsy here because i like to imagine he has less shame when hes sick yaknow. thoughts too scattered to gaf abt embarrassing himself. also you would Not believe how long it took me to write this short ass fic )
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I wanted to build more shelves today but my Illness Tracker told me I was in my overexertion range when I was making breakfast soooooo
I can already tell this is going to be useful for pacing myself but I AM developing a resentful relationship with the imp who lives inside the HR monitor already. tell me what I should and should not do, will you??? the purpose for which I purchased you???? how extremely dare
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An entire city has appeared out of nowhere, The Justice league goes to the location to investigate, there they notice that the whole area seems to be stuck in the year of 2007 and upon further inspection another strange phenomenon is uncovered.
Some residents of Amity Park appear to be replicas of people who already existed before the city materialized out of thin air, these citizens of Amity Park have the same DNA and look exactly alike to the individuals they seem to be a replica of, especially when compared to the pictures of these people in the year of 2007.
One of the few witnesses to what happened to the city Daniel James Fenton is in a deep coma without any apparent cause, his family, however, is awake, and they are now the biggest clue to the mysteries of Amity Park.
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“You need to rest.”
“I can rest when I’m dead.”
“You’ll be dead soon if you don’t put the weapon down and go rest.
“I’m training-”
“You’ve trained enough. Now lie down before I pick you up and throw you in the bed myself.”
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a feverish satoru, flushed and skin scorching, drained of all energy, body weighed down by weakness
a satoru who's completely dazed, eyes glossed over, at the edge of losing consciousness as sukuna slams into him relentlessly, reveling in just how good he feels. so tight and so delightfully hot
satoru's voice is small and he huffs out airy moans and he's soft and pliant under sukuna's hand, sukuna being able to maneuver him however he pleases, the other drained of even the tiniest bit of power to resist
and sukuna turns him over to have him on all fours, but he's strengthless, his limbs are shaky, he can't even hold himself up, and his hands and legs give out under him as he goes to collapse onto the bed, sukuna having to circle an arm around his waist and press fingers at his neck to hold him up, burning back flush against sukuna's chest, sukuna's thrusts shaking his entire body, which grows hotter and more subdued with each drag of sukuna's cock against his walls
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@gumworthweek 2022 Day 5 - Terms of endearment / Words unsaid
They settle on a small selection of agreed upon pet names eventually (after some trial and error).
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Okay
So
Uhm, mentions of chronic pain and bleeding and I’m a sucker for Lucifer angst 💚🩶
Imagine if, when Lucifer fell, they tore his wings out, so Lucifer had to regrow his wings
They came back as white and red, like the rest of his new color scheme (his old one probably used to be white and blue) and at first, he didn’t notice the red in his wings and he was excited because it might mean he had a shot of eventually being able to either go back to heaven, or be able to coincide with heaven. Then he saw the red. And that just brought back misery.
Also, Lucifer being in immense pain from having his wings torn out (obviously) and Lilith helping to take care of him.
Him having phantom pains in his back
The fall damaging him, causing him chronic pain, and the wings being torn off didn’t help. Like, he’s bleeding on the ground after the fall, Lilith was able to handle it better than Lucifer. She crawls over to him and has a look of concern as the love of her life is bleeding profusely and in major pain. Lilith still having physical issues as well, but it’s not as bad as Lucifer’s. Both of our lovely rulers with chronic pain my beloved.
Anyway
Lucifer having good days vs bad days, and it can vary from moment to moment. Him having a cane because he sometimes actually needs it, and not just him having it for style. He has different types of canes but his preferred one is the multiple point cane. If he has to use a cane in front of Charlie, he will typically use a single point cane cause then he can write it off as a style choice because he doesn’t want Charlie to view him as weak. Eventually, Charlie breaks him out of that thought process and he just uses what he’s comfortable with.
Lucifer whacking Alastor with his cane
“Whoops, my mistake”
“Yes… a mistake indeed”
Angel steals his cane and runs ramped, annoying the other residents. Lucifer eventually stops him after about 30 or so minutes because Vaggie looks ready to murder and he doesn’t want his going-to-be daughter in law angry at him for providing the menace with his weapon.
Lucifer almost falling over and he blames Alastor
“Dad, he’s not even in the room-“
“It must be his shadow then!”
“Dad-“
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