#sick note

[haveyouseenthisseries-poll]

[dejekyll]

[lifewithaview]

Nick Frost and Rupert Grint in Sick Note (2017) Playing Ball

S1E2

In a panic, Daniel calls Dr. Glennis for help with Ash, but the doctor bungles the situation. An online video enrages Daniel's boss.

[beforeliteracytherewasdeez]

I'm watching Sick Note, and there's an 🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🔫🔫American insurance CEO 🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅🔫🔫whose ringtone is the goddamn national anthem

[living-force]

They're so foul for this

[findasongblog]

Find A Song about mental health issues and substance abuse

Sonny Tennet - Sick Note

“‘Sick Note’ was written about the drinking culture in the North East where I grew up. I’m from a small working class town called South Shields and we live for the weekend, the community is amazing and we often pride ourselves on our drinking and social lives. But actually we wake up in the morning with not much pride left. There’s alcoholism in my family and it’s deep rooted in my culture and I want to talk about this sore subject and bring it to light. I definitely drink far too much and it’s good for me to talk about it in my music, it’s therapy! and hopefully help anyone that’s struggling with the matter.’”

Added to FAS Spotify playlists indie pop and mental health.

[toodrunktofindaurl]

"Death's child"

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[xnotxyourxbabyx]

My throat is on fire, my tongue is swollen and feels cut, I feel dizzy and weak like my knees could collapse under me… can it get worse 🥲

[prlssprfctn]

Dick is a type of person who gets very (even more than usual) dramatic when he falls sick. His attention span reduces to zero, he is in the middle of writing his will, and he is constantly over-bored, bothering everyone with random calls or by spawning behind their backs out of nowhere.

(It doesn't help that Bruce is paranoid, and every time his kids get sick, he is like in full-time helicopter mom mode as if they are actually about to die in a second, but that's beside the point.)

When Tim gets sick, it is a catastrophe. He is so stubborn about everything that he ignores half of the house. He doesn't even tell others he is sick until he coughs out his lungs or something, and when they finally realize it, he is battling for the right to get everyone off him, because, hey. Nothing happened. He is fine.

If Damian gets sick... It is the cutest thing ever. He becomes so clingy. He comes to put his head on someone's lap or curls on their chests. He huffs a lot too, and mutters something, but he loves to sleep and be hugged, when he is sick, and that's the most charming shit ever.

When Jason gets sick?

Everyone expects him to be the most troublesome person in the world. Because, well, it is Jason. He kicks everyone away, when he is poisoned, he rarely asks to patch him up, unless things go to rough, and he can be flippant as hell when he feels too vulnerable.

But then, Jason actually gets sick, and everyone is an awe, because he is so quiet? His voice becomes smaller, he does whatever Alfred asks him to do, he takes all medicine without throwing a tantrum or asking to sweeten it with something else. He accepts anything, really.

Because when he was a child, long before Bruce found him, he had no place or time to be sick. His mother needed him. He needed to take care of things, he heeded to continue acting like he was fine, like he didn't need help or medicine — he walked around with a fever, and spend restless nights coughing out his lungs.

But then Bruce came. And he was finally allowed to rest. Explained that he needs to be taken care of, and someone in this manor, always will do that for him.

So, when Jason stumbles in the Batcave in the random night, sniffling and trying to suppress cough, Bruce is not surprised in the slightest. If anything, he welcomes him as fast as he can, before Jason can overthink what he did (out of pure instincts, really) and leave again.

Jason came, because Bruce taught him that.

As simple as that.

[ot3]

every time i see a post about not using chatgpt or other LLMs for work/school that boils down to 'convenience is morally wrong and desiring it degrades the entire human race' rather than 'these things fabricate details and are not reliable tools for synthesizing information' i lose another year off of my life

[lifewithaview]

Rupert Grint and Tolu Ogunmefun in Sick Note (2017) Janina Kolkiewicz

S1E3

Just when they think they're in the clear, Daniel and Dr Glennis face a new terror as they learn their attempts to cover up their crimes have got them into even deeper water. A new mission is required, one that involves Dr Glennis going undercover to save their bacon, while Daniel lies to Becca that he had a hand in the unfolding tragedy. But, as the screws tighten, Dr Glennis and Daniel once again prove to be their own worst enemies as a mixture of terrible decision-making and slapstick clumsiness almost unravel their plan. And as if things couldn't get any worse, sweet-hearted Linda plants a seed in Kenny West's devious mind that Daniel can be used to publicise We Cover Insurance to the masses. Daniel's fake terminal illness is about to become very public knowledge, and there's little Daniel or Dr Glennis can do about it.

*Janina Kolkiewicz is a real women that woke up in morgue hours after she was pronounced dead in Poland in 2014.

[kazuma-nyasogi]

oh my god i literally forgot i’ve been sitting on this for like a month now. have

[sanatomis]

cw. none except satoru being disgustingly cute (part 2)

satoru isn’t used to people calling him anything other than his surname. gojo-san to most, gojo-sensei to others. it’s simple, and gets the job done.

only a handful of people stick to calling him by his given name. to them, he’s satoru. it’s easy, and rolls of the tongue, and he greatly prefers it over the sound of his surname. it makes him feel like an actual person.

satoru never entertained the possibility of being called anything else other than those two names. he didn’t think it would ever happen.

for once, he was glad to be proven wrong.

“tough day, pretty?” you ask gently, and he sighs with a nod as he throws himself into your opened arms. his body moulds easily into yours, and he lets out a heavy groan as he settles onto the couch with you. the groan is loud, and over-exaggerated.

it’s so satoru.

you have to stifle a giggle.

“everything went horribly wrong,” he grumbles, his voice muffled against the fabric of your shirt. “the higher ups were up my ass again, my students laughed at me again, and when i finally made it to that bakery you liked they were out of your favourite pastries so i couldn’t get them for you—again!”

“oh, my poor baby,” you coo, and gently push his bangs out of his face. he nods in agreement, faking an immense amount of sympathy for himself. “‘s okay, at least you tried, hm? i think that’s very sweet.”

satoru hums, as if he’s deeply thinking about your words. “’m still your baby?” he mumbles, deciding that’s the most important thing right now. his eyes briefly flutter shut, consumed by utter bliss as you play with the hairs on his undercut.

“mhm, still my baby.”

“yeah? what else am i?”

this time you do giggle. he does this sometimes. you aren’t exactly sure why—but on tough days, satoru likes to crawl into your arms and listen to you call him every cheesy nickname under the sun. it’s easily providable and makes him so very happy, so you always indulge him.

“my honey bun.”

“and?”

“my boo bear.”

“mhm.”

“my sweetheart.”

“yes?”

you laugh softly. “my mochi,” you coo, and pinch his cheek. it’s a little squished because he’s laying on your chest, but it emphasises your point.

he grins under your touch. it’s adorable.

“keep them coming, please?” he asks, and you do. you always do, unable to refuse him. especially when he asks so sweetly.

“my sugar cookie.”

“my muffin.”

“my baby cakes.”

“my angel.”

“my love.”

“my husband.”

“h—huh?” satoru stammers, looking up from your chest. he lays his chin on your sternum, baby blue eyes blinking up at you. they’re filled with awe, surprise, and utter glee. “that’s, i’m not. . .”

“just testing the title, baby,” you tell him, and continue playing with his hair. he bathes in your touch and you smile softly as he grabs and kisses the palm of your hand. “what do you think, hm?”

“i think you should call me it again.”

“oh?”

“mhm,” he mumbles.

“my dearest husband.”

“again.”

“my handsome husband.”

“again.”

“my sweet husband.”

“again, please?”

you hum, impressed. “my well-mannered husband.”

satoru chuckles, and lays back down on your chest. his white hair tickles against your skin, and he sighs in content.

“i think i want to be your husband for real.”

“yeah?”

“yeah,” he mumbles and nuzzles further into your hold. “y’ve got the same ring size still, right?”

“i sure do,” you say, a content smile on your lips as you watch him slowly doze off to sleep.

“hm, good to know.”

for satoru, those nicknames make him feel as if he’s something even greater than a person—it makes him feel yours.

he’s not just gojo, the strongest. he’s not just satoru, the at-times somewhat immature adult with the sweet tooth of a child.

he’s yours. your baby. your honey bun. your boo bear. your mochi. your boyfriend. your love. and for satoru, there’s no greater thing in the world than that.

[1-jar-of-stars]

yall are mad about all the people in twelve knowing each other when twelve is canonically the smallest district and all of them WOULD be the same age if they were alive. lol. lmao even

[burins]

giving tim drake the illness. that boy doesn't have a spleen and when he gets the Normal Human Flu he is out for like two months. no one has ever been worse at being sick. his text chain with dick is just like

tim 8:07 pm

when i die do you want my playstation

dick i thought about it some more and im gonna give it to bart he likes games more. sorry I hope this doesn't hurt your feelings

i measured my heart rate and it's 83 but that seems high. that's too high right?

Cleveland clinic says asplenia can cause heart problems maybe i should call leslie

DONT TELL BRUCE BTW. HE DOESNT KNOW I'M SICK

or about the spleen thing either haha.

wait I told you about the spleen thing right?

haha

tim 9:12 pm

nvm I drank a gatorade All Good Boss!

(1 missed call - Dick Grayson 10:37 pm)

(1 missed call - Dick Grayson 10:38 pm)

(1 missed call - Dick Grayson 10:39 pm)

dick 10:40 pm

timothy drake I am at your door. let me in.

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR SPLEEN.

tim if you don't let me in i will call babs

tim if you don't let me in i will call babs and also I will tell her about your spleen

TIMOTHY!!!

[heavtheange]

I’ll never be normal about this game, will I?