#Recovery Rate

[herewegobebe]

TAEMIN | Criminal ✦ Metamorph

[weepingtalecowboy]

If we take a look at the disaster Hyrules

It gets pretty clear that Hyrule's Hyrule has by far the least amount of problems

Like yeah no hate towards people who portray his Hyrule as a disaster but it really isn’t that deep

(I love the fanfics anyway and it is just fiction so people can do whatever they want … it just isn’t very realistic but still interesting)

There are enough settlements to avoid inbreeding (probably even having the most out of any Zelda game)

The forest population is not great but could be a LOT worse (it is not as bad as it could be … grass also helps with creating good places for trees to grow in and there is more then enough in adventure of link)

And the NPCs don’t hate him or anything they are just a bit weary (wanting something in return and not letting a random stranger into your house is basic common sense people)

They don’t hate him and give him clues if they know something…even letting him heal for free

Even the one village that wouldn’t let you in was fine with you the second you told them that you had buggo's permission

The monster might be a problem but certainly not the people

The whole game also showed no implications of food shortages or anything like that

No cursed soil , no cursed water (honestly I like to believe that Hyrule just thinks the water is genuinely cursed because he can’t swim)

No dying trees

And while you could say that there are no animals it also has be considered that it is a game that has trouble with interactions as a whole

They probably just didn’t bother with anything not gameplay related

Ganon was already dust and while Hyrule certainly was hunted down

If you stay in a town there is no interaction implying that monster are trying to destroy the town just because you are inside it

But also the same happens in any other Zelda game like obviously monsters are outside and spawn to beat you up (I know the disappointment of not getting into castle town in ocarina of time lol)

But that doesn’t mean that Hyrule has to live in permanent danger

Heck he can just live in the sole town to have a bridge so that even if monster try to get him they would not be able to cross

Even if the century that passed was the equivalent of doomsday or something…

Windwaker , Breath of the wild and even twilight princess also had disasters over 100 years ago (ocarina of time , the flood , calamity ganon )

In fact Breath of the wild recovered perfectly from absolutely annihilation and a loss of monarchy

And only twilight princess has canonical cursed land that affects the Flora and fauna

Why nobody portrays twilight’s Hyrule as having a very bad time with food and hunting will always be a mystery

His Hyrule essentially is Lorule 2.0

Windwaker has the canonically worst recovery of all timelines because the flood took lots of land to live on and to farm on

The entire sea has no fish and remaining people are very few in comparison to Hyrule’s twenty what towns

Like literally only having four settlements (rito included) is not a good thing

Having no hero spirit

No monarchy means nothing as we see in wild's Hyrule but peaceful anarchy with a few leaders in every settlement is not ideal

The goddesses also left

And so did their blessings

Like wind's ganondorf literally just wanted land lol no dominance because the remaining settlements are not worth it

And still the timeline where everything that could go wrong did go wrong still went and figured stuff out

And we have Spirit Tracks as proof that even this Hyrule was able of surviving

[heaven-s-black-box]

Normal- Lyney x Neuvillette's child!Reader

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Recovery date: April 27th, 2024

Description: Hello it's me, sorry if this is a bad time, but I got inspired by Arlecchino's story quest, and I wondered about combining that with my previous two requests about the reader being Neuvillette's child, this is mainly just an idea so if you're not comfortable with writing this that's completely alright.

Notes: This work was recovered in conjunction with @crystalkat6747, we thank her for her contribution. Ahh, I actually finished the story quest the day before you sent this request, lol.

Part: 1 2 3 4 (Can be read alone)

Word count: 810

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Lyney watches the moon’s light drift across the ceiling. Lynette is curled up against one side and Freminet is curled up against the other, both sound asleep after their return to the house. He watches their lashes flutter against their cheeks, eyes flicking back and forth behind their eyelids as they dream. Pleasant dreams, he hopes.

He turns back to the ceiling and chokes down a breath as Lynette’s head presses against his ribs awkwardly. His wounds from their fight with father were mostly healed, but still tender. She shifts off him again quickly, eyes opening briefly as if she could sense his distress.

The long shadows continue to dance above them as Lyney's thoughts drift back to the fight.

As for whether to take them, the choice is yours.

Carefully, Lyney slips his arms out from under and around his siblings and inches towards the foot of the bed. Almost as soon as he’s climbed out, Lynette and Freminet roll towards each other and grab on to each other's hands. It makes him smile, the way they take comfort in each other, like a family.

The streets are empty and dimly lit as he makes his way through the court. He eventually finds himself in front of a familiar house and rounds the side to climb up to Y/n’s window. Their curtains are tied back, and he just sits in the tree for a while watching them.

On their bedside table, he sees the rainbow roses he’d given them on their first date a week ago. Next to those is a little penguin, an otter, and two cat mechanisms that Freminet had gifted them for their last birthday. They looked like a little family.

A clicking noise and the swishing of the window opening startled him.

“Ly-Lyney?” Y/n yawned. “What are you doing here?”

He blinked owlishly.

“I…”

Y/n stared back at him for a moment before backing up and waving him in. They sat back against the headboard of their bed and Lyney crawled next to them, curling against their side.

“You wanna talk about it?” They whispered, arm wrapped around Lyney’s shoulder.

“We can’t have a normal life,” Lyney said, staring at the mechanisms on their bedside table. “I mean, I can’t have a normal life. Not as a member of the house of the hearth, and that means that we- OW!” 

He hissed as Y/n pinched his arm. They cupped his chin and forced him to look up at them.

“I love you. I don’t care what our normal looks like, if it doesn’t look like everyone else's then so be it.” Lyney blinked up at them, cheeks turning red. There was a small frown tugging at the corner of their lips as they continued. “What brought this up anyways?” Lyney chewed at his lip. “Is this about that proposal for former House of the Hearth members?”

The magician’s eyes widened in surprise.

“How did you-”

“My father wanted my opinion,” they shrugged, letting go of his chin.

Lyney slumped back against their shoulder and laced his fingers with theirs. In turn, they hooked one of their legs through his so they were wrapped up in eachother.

“The House of the Hearth is my family, but the other day… it gave me a lot to think about. I could leave at the cost of my current self, not that I want to but it’s never seemed like an option before.We’re preparing for a dangerous mission with other Harbingers, and father wants me to be the next king. I know this was never going to be normal but for just a moment I imagined what it would be like if we were.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” Y/n offered again.

Lyney squeezed their hand.

“If I left the house, would you come find me again?”

“Always.”

“And if I die on this mission, would you miss me? Would you be there for Lynette and Freminet?”

“Dying, will not get you out of this relationship, and bold of you to assume those two will let you die without them.”

Lyney let out a snort of amusement while Y/n smirked.

“And if I became the King of the house?”

“Lyney, I’m not leaving you.” They leaned their head against his. “I may not know what exactly is going on, but I love you, and I’ll stand by you no matter what you decide. I never expected you to leave the house, and part of what I love so much about you is your dedication to your family.”

Y/n looked down, finding Lyney’s eyes and offering him a loving smile.

Lyney’s eyes caught once more on the little family diorama on their bedside table before he looked back at them and squeezed their hand again.

“Then will you marry me?”

[nine-one-wanton]

Prompt: Recovery

Extra/Replacement Prompt in lieu of "Jumpstart"

Rated: g | Pairing: bucktommy; buckley siblings | for @118dailydrabble

Howie went to tuck Jee in for the night, and Maddie didn’t take it personally at all that their daughter had requested Daddy.

It gave her some time alone with her brother.

“It’s okay to not be okay. You know that, right?”

“Is it that obvious?”

“It’s not not obvious..”

Buck sighed. “You know, Bobby compared it to recovery, like-like-like an addiction-“

“I’m not sure that was a well-thought out comparison-“

“But what if it’s true? What if the best I can do is learn to-to recognize the signs, and n-not give into the impulses?”

“I promise you, Buck.” She put her hand over his and gave it a squeeze. “You may be broken-hearted, but you’re not broken.”

Read the series of these prompted drabbles on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/series/4501327

[athletearrhythmia]

Light day so I did some "long sprints", quarter miles at a 5:25/mi pace. Had to edit the hell out of this cause the gym was loud today but I maxed my heart out and then recovered by 60 bpm. Proud of this lil (huge) fucker.

[steddieunderdogfics]

Our Destiny by beetlesandstars

@beetlesandstarss

Rating: Explicit

5,864 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Gender or Sex Swap, First Kiss, Lesbian Eddie Munson, Queer Stevie Harrington, Mutual Pining, Coming Out, Recovery, Sharing a Bed, Explicit Sexual Content, Sex, Body Image, Genderbending, Confessions, Smut, Fluff, Female Eddie Munson, Female Steve Harrington

Summary:

“Why?” And that’s the million dollar question, isn’t it? Why is this different? What makes Eddie different? “Is it because I’m a lesbian?” Eddie asks, blunt as always, and Stevie’s heart stops. She hasn’t told Eddie about herself yet, is the thing. Shit, Eddie doesn’t even know Robin’s a lesbian too. Jesus, the three of them could form a club. Lesbians With So Much Trauma and Also Great Hair. Based in Hawkins, Indiana. Join today and regret it for the rest of your life! Or: it’s crazy where a pair of well-manicured hands can get you.

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[pianokantzart]

I started the draft for page 96 and then got really really sick LMAO but

I am getting around to it! This is happening!

[dtblrficsupport]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58077010/chapters/147859165

Insult To Injury, by @i-hope-this-is-a-phase

Synopsis: Dream watches George drive his UTV. It does not end well.

Leaving a comment, no matter how short, will make any author's day :)

Hits at the time of queuing: 930

[kingkenzieofmold]

Hello! Been sick for the past 3 days and did what any artist does at one point in their lives, draw art about it. So enjoy a drawing of me in stick form suffering while bubbles talk about the past 3 days I’ve been sick.

Content Warning: Discussion of nose bleeds, sickness and mental health.

Side Note: wanted to add a bit about me going through a crisis but didn’t know where to add it. So here is some lore about me. Every time I get sick I go through a mental crisis over what ever is happening in my life. Crisis this time was me getting sick after years of not getting sick. Last time was about my relationship status I believe. Now enjoy the art, all of it is exaggerated so fear not, I have done a mental health and physical health check in. I am safe and alright!

[Text: *Internally Screaming*

(Rebooted up 2DS to play Pokémon Moon Rowlet Beloved)

(They are ready to Fight God or Become God they’ll decide once they finish walking their dogs)

(Been sick for 3 days is completely over it)

(Pokémon Go addiction returned)

(Gets chronic nosebleeds. Whenever the nose is dryed out of to soft. The nose will bleed. They have bleed enough blood need for a sacrifice to a high power)

(And this was my prayer “Save me from this terrible Nightmare” the tornado - owl city)

(tiktok edits getting them through the day new crush acquired what is this madness)

(Unable to sleep for more than 8 hours they tried send help) ]

[hp-fanfic-archive]

warmth; or the meaning thereof by Anonymous Pairing: Gen, Severitus Rating: T Word Count: 5k Podfic available here Read by: Anonymous Length: 0:33:40 “Is that your… father?” the red-headed boy asks, frowning slightly as the train pulls away from the station. Other parents are waving on the platform, bright smiles and tears on their faces; a red-headed girl with the same pointed nose as the boy in the seat across from them is chasing the train, laughing and crying all at once, until she can’t keep up anymore. In the distance, and only because he cranes to see it, Harry can just make out a still figure in black, billowing robes, his hands tucked into his pockets. “The closest thing I have to it,” Harry says, turning back to the boy. “My foster father. Severus.” “He seems…” The boy pauses, his frown deepening. “Kind of cold.” “There’s more than one way to be warm.” Harry smiles, not expecting this other boy to understand. “There’s more than one way to show care.”

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[heaven-s-black-box]

Live on Air- Self Aware!Jiaoqiu x gn!Our World!Reader

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Recovery date: December 31st, 2024

Description: i was thinking about a self aware au where the reader and their friends were guessing which hsr character someone was talking about and the part when the group was fangirling over Baizhu I was imagining the reader and their friends doing the exact same thing with Jiaoqiu

Notes: This work was recovered in conjunction with @crystalkat6747 researcher, we thank her for her contributions. I have never done a self-aware AU before, I do not have Jiaoqiu but reader in this does.

Word count: 1 045

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“Okay, okay,” Y/n laughed.

They were on a call with some friends while slugging through Star Rail events, trying to scrape up enough pulls for the current banner. Dailies were done, thank you simulated universe, and now they were just struggling against combat challenges.

“Can we play some kind of Fuck, Marry, Kill? I’m going crazy here.”

“Fuck, Marry, Kill. Um… Zhongli, Neuvillette, and… I’m out of dragons.”

“Ganyu’s kind of a dragon,” one of  Y/n’s friends suggested.

“I thought Qilins looked kind of like unicorns.”

“Well Zhongli’s part Qilin, right? So she counts here, now answer the question.”

“Uh…”

As Y/n answered, Jiaoqiu began to fan himself in his idle. The red feathers slowly began to ignite.

“Oh, well that’s not good,” he sighed, giving it two hard bats to put it out.

It happened rather frequently lately, and he took it as a sign that they were back. When his fan caught fire randomly, and he felt an urge to explore that he could not ignore, that was when he was sure they were back.

The trailblazers called them Y/n, that was what Caelus called himself for a bit when he couldn't remember his name. This urge to travel seemed to come and go fairly frequently, one minute March 7th would be dealing with fragmentum creatures on Jarilo VI and the next Welt would feel the need to go to Penacony. They insisted it was nothing to worry about, but Jiaoqiu was a busy man and didn’t like this unscratchable itch.

Suddenly he felt relaxed.

He looked around where he stood in Fyxestroll Garden, but there was no one but him. Taking a few steps to the right, he paused to see if he’d be moved back to where he’d been but nothing happened.

With a sigh, he took out his phone and messaged the Astral Express. There was a chat for people who seemed to fall under their control, so that the express crew could pick them up wherever they got left.

Luckily they were in the area and he quickly found himself in the Astral Express’ passenger car being taken back to the Yaoqing. Feixiao would certainly laugh at him for this.

“Jiaoqiu! Come here!” March called as soon as he’d boarded.

“Hello, Miss March, how are you?”

“Good, good.” She, Caelus, and Dan Heng were sitting round the radio with some tools and parts left out. “Come join us.”

“I suppose I can, what are we doing.”

“Shhh,” Caelus hushed, waving for him to sit as he turned up the radio.

It was too staticy to hear anything at first but then Dan Heng adjusted a setting and an unfamiliar voice came through.

“She is… a fire character with a follow up attack-”

“Himeko!” Two voices yelled.

“What! You didn’t even let me finish, it could have been Guinaifen.”

“I don’t think she has a follow up attack though, I don’t think many Honaki Star Rail characters have overlapping characteristics.”

“Whatever, Y/n’s turn.”

“Ooo, what’s a good one.” 

Jiaoqiu found himself leaning forwards in his seat to listen as they spoke. “Okay, this character is a Foxian-”

“Jiaoqiu,” came a cacophony of expectant voices.

“But they just said Foxian! We know plenty of Fox-”

“All I said was they were a Foxian! I didn’t even give you a gender!”

“That’s what I just said,” March exclaimed.

“Oh you wouldn’t shut up about him,” one of Y/n’s friend’s laughed. “He was announced and you said ‘damn he could give me a check up’.”

“I did not!”

The three trailblazers turned to the Foxian whose jaw was slack with surprise and cheeks were turning red. He cleared his throat awkwardly and raised his fan in front of his face, mumbling something about making sure it didn’t catch fire again.

“Yes, you did,” another one of their friends laughed. “Pull up a picture, pull up a picture!”

“Look at his ears, do you think he likes having them scratched?”

Caelus grabbed the fan and pulled it down, revealing a very red Jiaoqiu though he otherwise looked composed.

“Do you like having your ears scratched?” He asked.

“I see no point in giving you an answer, I’m not letting you touch my ears.”

“Damn he’s hot,” a new voice spoke up through the radio.

“He cooks too, king of the male wives,” Y/n said. “And his eyes, oh boy do they stare into your soul.”

March snickered, “King of the male wives.”

Though he may not be able to see anymore, Jiaoqiu turns in the direction he thinks is closest to looking her in the eye and glares. He’s off slightly, looking over her head, but it’s enough because she apologies

“And he’s all mine,” Y/n giggles. “Came home in forty pulls with no guarantee, baby!”

“Who came home, we doing pulls?”

“No, talking about Jiaoqiu.”

“Jiao- Oh damn… Please tell me he’s the new Genshin character.”

“He is not, he’s in Honkai Star Rail. His name is Jiaoqiu and he’s a doctor slash chef.”

“I am not a chef.”

“Actually he isn’t a practicing doctor anymore, very important lore.”

“Might have to start playing Star Rail just for him.”

Dan Heng sighed, “This feels like it’s going to go on for a while, maybe we should stop listening.”

“Ya… it was funny at first but now it’s just kind of awkward.”

“It could certainly be worse,” Jiaoqiu commented. 

He honestly didn’t mind listening to them talk about him, especially as they went on about what drove him as a character. Sure, it was kind of weird… but he’d always thought of them like the Aeons and the Aeons were always watching.

Dan Heng turned off the radio, and Jiaoqiu excused himself to another cabin.

The cabin door had barely clicked shut when his phone chimed and he had it read out the message. It was from Dan Heng, and all it contained was a link to a private stream of them talking.

“And then, his whole goal is to cure Feixiao so that she can ‘cure’ war. I just, that man needs a hug…”

“Are you done?”

“Nope, have I mentioned how much I love playing him? He does all my simulated universe Nihility runs.”

[0ystercatcher]

cruelposting but harm reduction is interesting bc yes it makes people less likely to die from overdose or drug side effects but at the same time the population of very heavy addicts keeps growing and shrinking much slower because they can stay alive while maintaining addictions that should, in another world, have killed them 4 times over. and so the harm reduction programs endlessly grow and grow. you never die which is good bc all your ngo and drug addict buddies carry narcan and clean supplies on them but you also never get any incentive to really get clean because its made maintaining a highly risky and dangerous + highly antisocial habit Safer :-). when if im being honest and realistic forcing people into rehab is probably a better long term solution even if it profoundly sucks short term. for the addicts at least. the fact that people dont like it bc "addicts dont like that :-(" is funny because like if you ask an addict what they like the response is gonna be well i like getting high. and we know that is bad for them and basically everyone around them lol.

[timdrake-yumm]

A Tim who has a little bottle of Lazarus water. The lid has one of those pipette dropper things attached to it like some of those medicine bottles do. I’m talking pre-Robin Tim too. He uses it on all the injuries he doesn’t want people asking about that he can’t cover up some other way. It’s used very sparingly so he still has it as Red Robin (though perhaps he got it refilled when he was with the LoA). Where did he get it from? Who knows, but since he only uses so little, the side effects are harder to recognize. His eyes use to be such an icy blue, but now they look kinda teal? Not nearly as much as Jason’s of course, and they don’t glow yet. And he’s accidentally given himself some kind of pit madness immunity/resistance (like you would do with poisons) so that if he were put all the way, completely immersed in a Lazarus pit, he’d be much more in control of his thoughts and actions than Jason was. Is he still crazy? Absolutely, no sane person tries to clone their best friend almost a hundred times, but once people learn of the Lazarus water (if they ever do) they can’t be sure if that’s just Tim or if the water has been effecting him that way.

[eeriansadowtwopointoh]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, The Transformers (IDW Generation One) Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Drift | Deadlock/Ratchet Characters: Drift | Deadlock, Vortex (Transformers), Ratchet (Transformers) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Character Death, Blood and Gore, Canon-Typical Violence, Revenge, severe injuries Series: Part 6 of Recovery Periods Summary:

He isn't supposed to want revenge, but Vortex's face still haunts Ratchet's nightmares so when he has a chance for it, Drift takes it.

[stormofdefiance]

2.2 spoilers //

He finally texted me back and I’m on my knees. Like I might actually cry - he wants to live 😭😭 ffffuck. HAPPY about being alive, FUCK - I can’t believe he just said that with his fingers aaaHHHHH. He’s worrying about being a bother but also actually SHOWING he’s insecure about it oh my god lay me down in the tall grass

[steddieunderdogfics]

challenge monday - running from the daylight by medusapelagia // they have a really strong voice and I love their works but this may be one of my favorites

Running From The Daylight by Medusapelagia

@medusapelagia

Rating: Mature

15,961 words, 15/15 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Snow, Mountains, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Established Relationship, Avalanches, Inaccuracies, Blood and Injury, Suicidal Thoughts, Blood, collapse, Broken Bones, Hurt, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Sick Character, Major Character Injury, Injury, Head Injury, Injury Recovery, Cross-Posted on Tumblr, Past Domestic Violence, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Memory Loss, Hospitals, Medical Procedures, Medical Inaccuracies, Surgery

Summary:

Eddie sighs, looking at the white blanket around the chalet that Steve booked for their first holiday together. The landscape is incredible, the chalet warm and comfortable but Eddie misses the chaos that always seems to surround him: the only sound in that stupid chalet is the crackling open fire, which is nice, don’t get him wrong, but after two days of white snow and crackling fireplace he is definitely bored to dead.

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