#overexerting

[iluvstrawberriesblog]

you know when you’re over exerting yourself at work to the point where you’re sweating and then you realize you’re making minimum wage so you just stop working so hard

[rotyolk]

MIKUVERSARY WORLDWIDE HOLIDAY LETS GOOOO

[beaft]

several of my lovely friends offered to come stay with me post-surgery to help me out, and they were all prepared to be in full Butler Mode attending to my every whim and need, but instead they've just been chasing me around the house trying to physically prevent me from doing everything myself. which is pretty on brand i guess

[marshedmallowes]

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 )

[creekfiend]

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

[notedgyanymore]

DpxDc

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.

[abtheb]

Haven't flexed for the internet in a while.

[amaranthdahlia]

what if they meet.........

[the-baby-storyteller]

“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.”

[darth-sonny]

disaster twins carrying each other through the years

[ineed-to-sleep]

I'm watching Berserk and I may or may not have hyped myself up to turn my vampire ocs into dark fantasy characters. mmaybe

[ruby-red-inky-blue]

absolute hits from the Circle's doctor:

telling a shell-shocked hysterical sailor "this is my operating room, if you're just going to scream, you need to go outside", but "outside" is either the deck of a ship in the middle of a hurricane or the irradiated, partially flooded hold of said ship

advising a woman who is actively on fire to sit down

trying to offer medical assistance to the woman he is stabbing and who is trying to strangle him

telling a man with a knife protruding from his chest to "chill"

[sukugo]

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

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

As a tboy embarking on an epic quest you must remember that you are not any more immune to a hubristic downfall than the average guy. You might think you are but I promise that's the hubris talking

[mewymarsher]

Artober 2023 Day 23

In sickness and in health

[remindertoselfto]

@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).