#Sora sickfic

[inconsistentracoon]

Just a Cold, Chapter 4: Honesty

Fourth and final chapter posted!

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"Why didn't you say you were feeling so ill though?"

"I honestly didn't think it was this bad, just thought it was a cold and I was tired."

"Really?"

He turned and nodded. "Really. I am sorry though."

Sora had been pretty damn out of it at the time Riku thought to himself again. It wouldn't be all that surprising if he hadn't realised how serious things were, and he definitely hadn't had a clue what was going on when he tried using magic. Riku searched his face for a while, then smiled and nodded as well, letting Sora know he believed him. It was a relief to know he really had been too quick to assign blame, and his anger had been misplaced. He hated being angry with Sora.

Sora smiled back and then sighed, closing his eyes and rolling his head back to face the ceiling. "I didn't realise the infection in my cut had gotten so much worse either. Wish I'd checked on it again, I can't believe it got that bad so fast."

Riku's shoulders tensed and his eyes went wide. "What did you just say?"

Sora turned and frowned at him, puzzled. He couldn't quite grok Riku's expression or shift in his tone. "I said I didn't think it would get bad so fast."

"So... you knew it was infected?"

"Yeah, but it was just-"

"How long?"

"Huh?"

"How long did you know?"

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Full story on AO3

[gen-z-ninja]

LEGO Ninjago | Dragons Rising | Sick Fic | Sick!Lloyd Garmadon | Arin | Sora | Wyldfyre | Fever

Lloyd Gets Babysat By His Three Kids by BlueberryPeach

Arin blinks, watching the room glow brightly and the heat rise, warming his cheeks and making him feel toasty all over. “Uh, Wyldfyre? I don’t think this is what Lloyd meant by “learning to train your flame.” he glances over to her, grimacing.

“What do you mean? It’s perfect-“ she grins, eyes glinting.

“I don’t know. This is pretty lit.” Sora chuckles, leaning against her best friend.

“WHY is there a fire in the dojo!?”

[phoenix-downer]

What Really Matters

~2020 words. SoKai. Set Post-Canon. Sickfic. Kairi POV. Established Relationship. Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Cuddling, Romance, Happily Married Characters.

Summary: Kairi has grand plans for Valentine's Day that are derailed when she gets sick. But Sora takes care of her and surprises her with a special present to make it up to her.

Valentine’s Day meant making elaborate chocolates for Sora and giving them to him so she could see his big, beautiful smile. He’d always got her flowers and would explain what each one meant in the secret language they’d created. After that, they’d celebrate with a delicious dinner, spend the evening together, then end the day with a nice, hot bath before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Getting sick was not part of the plan.

Of course, leave it to Kairi to get sick right on Valentine’s Day. She woke up with a scratchy throat and achy feelings in her arms and legs, and by the time she was melting the chocolate in her trusty double broiler, she couldn’t dismiss it as allergies anymore.

Sora was supposed to come home today, and she’d already put up the Valentine’s Day banner and streamers with pink, red, and white hearts for his arrival. This latest mission had taken him away for two weeks, and she was anxious to see him again and enjoy however much time they had together before he was whisked away once more or she was given another assignment.

Still, she soldiered on, sucking on cough drops to keep the nasty cough she’d developed at bay and going through copious amounts of facial tissues to deal with her runny nose. A runny nose was better than a stuffy nose at least, and she would get these chocolates done. 

By the time she’d finished decorating the chocolates and putting them on a heart-shaped platter, she was burning with fever. She hastily wrapped the platter, grabbed a glass of water and her tissue stash, and stumbled to the couch, passing out almost immediately.��

The day was spent in a fitful state of consciousness that was not very restful as she alternated between too hot and too cold, too much snot and not enough tissues, and stumbling to get more water and sighing when she realized they were out of cold and flu medicine.

By the time Sora got home, she was completely and utterly miserable. Her chest ached, she’d coughed till she was hoarse, and her nose was red from how many times she’d had to blow it. She’d never changed out of the t-shirt and sweatpants she’d worn to bed last night and hadn’t showered yet either because she was planning to do that after making the chocolates.

“Kai, I’m home!” she heard Sora’s cheerful voice calling. His face was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, and she felt like the clouds trying to hide the sun with her illness.

“Welcome back,” she said miserably, not wanting this at all. She looked and felt like a slob, there was a pile of snotty tissues on the floor by the couch, and their special plans for the day were ruined. Sora had seen her sick before, but not like this. They’d been married for less than a year and hadn’t been at the house at the same time often enough for him to.

“Kai? What’s wrong?” he asked, by her side in an instant. He held a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hands, but unfortunately they just made her sneeze. He hastily set them on the coffee table and hovered near her, placing the back of his hand on her forehead and gasping when he felt how hot it was.

“I got sick,” she muttered, feeling terribly sorry for herself. “I’m sorry, everything is ruined.” 

“Shhhh, it’s okay, don’t worry about that. We’re together and that’s what matters.” He gently cupped her cheek and smiled as if she wasn’t a walking germ factory right now.

“I had such good plans,” she said as he sat her up and peeled her disgustingly sweaty t-shirt off.

“I put up the decorations and made you chocolates and—”

“Thank you,” he replied as he shimmied her sweatpants down her legs. “I’m sure I’ll love them.” 

Her eyes watered. “No don’t, if you eat them, you’ll get sick too. You’ll get sick just from touching me like this, I know you will, my sweat and snot has to be crawling with germs at this point.”

He smiled and planted a tender kiss on her lips. “Don’t care, I get to be with my wife.” 

“I’m sorry I’m sick,” she choked out, her voice sounding hoarse and scratchy.

“Kairi, let me take care of you,” he said softly, finding her hand and weaving their fingers together. “I promised, remember? In sickness and in health.”

Her eyes watered some more. She had to admit, it would be nice to be taken care of, and she was too weak to take care of herself on her own right now.

He gave her some more water and held the cup as she drank, then found a thin sheet to drape over her. He told her about his latest adventures as he cooked up an herbal remedy and his mom’s famous rice gruel with egg drop soup. He gave her the medicine first, which made her cough more at first because it was very pungent but effective, and then he spooned her mouthfuls of the soup. She was struck by how very vulnerable she was right now, completely dependent on him even to eat. It was a scary feeling, and yet she didn’t feel unsafe, either. Just very, very loved and taken care of.

Some of the soup got on her chest and the sheet, so once she was fed, he carefully lifted her into his arms like she weighed nothing and took her to the tub. Normally he would’ve tried to help her rinse off first with the shower on the wall, but they were both worried she was too sick for that right now.

He started running the water for the bath, carefully adjusting the temperature till it was just right. 

“Tell me if it gets too hot, okay?” he said, then gave her more water to drink to keep her hydrated.

The tub filled up little by little, and by the time it was full, the warm water covering her chest felt really, really nice. Sora rooted around for something in their cabinets, then found an unidentified bottle to pour into the tub. Herbal extracts, going by the scent.

When he set the bottle down, she weakly grasped his hand. “Join me?”

His expression softened, and he nodded and kissed her forehead. “Hold on.” 

A few minutes later, he was soaking in the water with her, his back leaning against the tub as she leaned against him. His arms were around her, and she felt so safe and protected.

“This feels really nice,” she murmured as he kissed her cheek.

“See? So long as we’re together, that’s what matters.” 

She nodded sleepily and closed her eyes. She dozed on and off as they enjoyed the time together, then woke up again as he gently started cleaning her. This felt so much more intimate in some ways than a normal Valentine’s date would’ve been.

Once they were both clean, he carefully extracted himself from her and got out of the tub, then helped her out of it. He dried her off and gently laid her on their bed, and she felt much better after dinner and their bath. The food had restored some of her strength, plus the warm, herbal-infused bathwater had cleared her nostrils and made her chest feel lighter. And being around Sora was the best medicine anyone could ask for.

“Thank you,” she said, smiling softly at him. 

He leaned down to kiss her again, then said, “I got us something. A special treat for Valentine’s Day.”

“Oh? What is it?”

“Hang on a sec,” he said, disappearing into the living room. A few moments later, he reappeared with two sets of fluffy pajamas. His pajama top was black with red cuffs and a red hood plus pajama pants with red bands around the knees. Her top was pink with black cuffs and accents and cute little Chirithy ears with matching shorts that were pink and black with plaid on one of the legs. Both outfits had matching slippers that would be nice to wear around the house.

“The perfect PJs for Valentine’s Day cuddles,” he proudly declared. They looked remarkably like their clothes when they’d faced down Xehanort all those years ago. That was one of her favorite looks for Sora, plus she’d liked her look back then too, so she wasn’t about to complain about this fun, fluffy trip down memory lane.

“The fairies made them for us,” Sora explained. “I was feeling nostalgic and asked for something similar to our outfits back when we first shared the paopu fruit.”

“I love them,” she said, running her hands over the soft fabric. Then a playful imp entered her brain and refused to leave. “But I want to wear yours.” 

He raised an eyebrow. “And what, pray tell, will I wear?”

“Mine,” she said as sweetly as she could manage in her sickly state. “They look baggy enough that you could pull them off. Or you could just stay as you are. That works too.”

He laughed. “Hey, if me wearing your pajamas will cheer you up, I’ll happily do it.” 

He helped her into his new pajamas after that, and they were very loose on her, which was perfect for her current fever. If she got too hot Sora could help her take them off.

Then he put her pajamas on, Chirithy hood and all, and she giggled and nodded her approval. “They look good on you. Pink really suits you, and black is one of your best colors.”

He grinned and slowly turned in a circle for her, a mischievous expression on his face. “Well? Like what you see?”

“I always do. And those shorts look great on your legs and butt. Thank you for the show.”

He looked back at her and winked. “You’re welcome.” With that he turned the lamps on their bedside tables on and turned the overhead light off.

He certainly had the confidence…and the figure…to pull this outfit off. That was one of the things she loved about him. He was so secure in himself that he didn’t care how much anyone teased him about how smitten he was with her or the lengths he would go for her. Wearing her pajamas didn’t even faze him if it meant making her laugh when she was sick.

He’d sacrificed so much more for her before. A silly outfit swap was nothing in comparison.

“What is it?” he softly asked, noticing the change in her expression.

She sniffled and grabbed a tissue off the nightstand. “I’m sick and emotional because I’m thinking about all you’ve done for me. All you’ve sacrificed for me. Your strength, your memories, your dignity…your life…” 

“Small prices to pay to be with you,” he said, joining her on the bed. “And you’ve sacrificed a lot for me too.”

She cuddled up next to him as he figured out the blanket situation and turned off the lamps. “I’m just glad we’re together,” she said. For so long that hadn’t been any guarantee but now, at last, it was true. Everything they’d been through was worth it now that he was by her side.

“I am too. Happy Valentine’s Day, Kairi.” He kissed her goodnight, not caring one single bit that she was sick.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Sora.” She rested his head on her chest, his heartbeat the lullaby she needed to fall asleep.

As they slipped off into the realm of dreams together, Kairi was completely content, her symptoms just an irritation and her exhaustion and sense of peace overriding them. She always slept so much more soundly in Sora’s arms and he likewise slept like a baby in her embrace, their bodies regulating each other when they were together, their hearts beating as one. 

The day might not have gone as planned, but it was still a very nice Valentine’s Day all the same. Sora was right. So long as they were together, that was what really mattered.

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A/N: I couldn't not write a SoKai fic about those new pajamas that Square released. I'd been wanting to write a sickfic where Sora takes care of Kairi anyway, and it aligned perfectly with the announcement of those pajamas.

Thank you for reading, and Happy Valentine's Day!

[candyriku]

I am realizing now that all three of my fics uh. Involve Sora having an Affliction of some kind, with it being the main focus of the Knight/Prince au fic specifically. Um. That was not intentional. I think it comes from a place of my own experience with chronic illness and disability. I promise I will try to move away from that concept with future fics, lol.

[fategoflatass]

out of pure curiosity, I was wondering if you were able to read the Hamefura manga anthologies? (Mainly, I'm curious if you got to the Keith/Geordo kabedon situation...)

Not me coming back from a three-day Sims 2 spree to this!

Sadly, I don't think we've read the same anthology? Since, you know, I didn't find the kabedon scene (that, or I'm blind as hell). If you could send me the link, I would highly appreciate it.

But since you took the time to send me this ask, I shall give you my thoughts on the anthology as a whole (won't be long, I promise).

Hope you enjoy!

Our Secret Night Alone Together

This was such a cute story! I'm always down for anything that involves Katarina and Keith, so this one was perfect for me. I really liked how their dynamic was presented, and also his conflicting feelings (as well as Keith having to deal with such obliviousness).

Not gonna lie, I was expecting for Madre™ to come back home at the end and complain about some mess (maybe throw a chancla or two), but I still think it was really sweet!

(same bro, same)

The Duet I Play With You

WE 👏 NEED 👏 MORE 👏 ALAN 👏 CONTENT! Can't deal with how negligent the story tends to be when it comes to Alan. He's one of the best characters (in my opinion) and yet he gets little to no content! So I was really happy to see a story solely revolving around him and Kat. With a bit of Mary on the side, of course!

Memory of Friendship

This one was hilarious! I totally see Mary scheaming such a sneaky plan to get some alone time with Kat. And the way everyone decided to ruin it (to no avail, but stil)!

And the bookmark! God, I'm weak!

"Searching the top of trees" I'M DEAD

Let's Have Tea on a Busy Day

To be honest, I wasn't expecting a Raphael-centric story. It was really nice, though!

Again, he's one of those characters that I haven't seen much canonical content about, and I guess this is the closest to it I'll get for now (still can't get used to the LN).

I'm quite fond of his character. He's rather... different from the rest. I mean, none of the others had yet the chance to become workaholics, so this side of him feels like a breath of fresh air.

Enjoyment is Something We Share

I think this one might be one of my favorites! Especially since it reminded me of my best friend and I. We both like reading and watchign anime (besides her being a total sweetheart), so I can easily reflect us on them.

I loved this part in particular where Sophia says "I want even more people to know about this piece of writing I came to love" because, while it's not the same reason why she said it, that's exactly why I decided to get into translation. So!

Sora's Day Off

Sora's... risqué persona is, to me, what Raphael's workaholic-esque self; a breath of fresh air. The idea of his sole presence upping the series' rating is truly amusing.

What I also like about him is that his sensuality doesn't cover his entire personality. Yeah, he might be less naïve than the rest of the cast, but that only means there're just less things for him to learn.

And again, he has yet to deal with Katarina so...

Did I already tell you I have a weakness for these two?

My Goddess

This one I felt is was more chill than the others, don't ask me why. Might be because it's Maria-centric and she always brings me peace.

Anyways, it's always nice to read a good ol' sickfic. Even better if it comes in comic version! And even better if it involves MariKata! This is one of the (if not the most) fluffiest stories until now.

And I know I should include something involving them, but there's one thing at the end that made my day.

The Fateful Dance Party

Just when I thought we wouldn't be getting any Nicol content—and even better, is masquerade ball themed! It fits him so well!

The entire sequence with both of them dancing, and the scene where they reveal their identities—it all feels so smooth, so delicate, so precious. Which it might be because Nicol's my personal favorite, but I'd like to think his character was so well portrayed.

This is the content that we all need and deserve!

Geordo's Feelings

God, this one made me so weak. Not only because of the things that happened in it (which had their effect on me since, you know, now I think more highly about Geordo and all that), but because of the ending. That fricking ending.

The way he couldn't even get ten seconds alone to make her such an important gift! But again, that's part of the charm of this harem-turned-into-found-family.

[strawhatbaby]

Hope flutters in his chest. Maybe he is sick, then. He knows his body isn't supposed to, but maybe that’s why his head hurts and his skin feels so hot. Maybe that’s why he keeps tripping and skidding his knees during training. That’s why his performance is so poor. He’s sick. That must be it. But deep down, he knows better. *** Sanji knows that he’s been a failure for far longer than he’s had a headache.

word count: 2,337

relationships: Vinsmoke Sanji & Vinsmoke Sora, Monkey D. Luffy & Sanji

characters: Sanji (One Piece), Vinsmoke Sora, Monkey D. Luffy

tags: Hurt/Comfort, Sickfic, Sick Vinsmoke Sanji, oh c'mon, Sanji is Not a Vinsmoke, Family, Nakamaship, Childhood Memories, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Sanji Needs a Hug (One Piece), and he gets two!

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

My happiness lies in your heart.

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/mRYd2FM

by Shakespearschild

A collection of Conner Hawke and Damian Wayne Hawkdami/Condami one shots.

Words: 595, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Robin 2021 (Comics), Robin (Comics), DCU (Comics), DCU

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Conner Hawke, Damian Wayne, Rose Wilson, Respawn (DCU), Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Duke Thomas, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Talia al Ghul, Ra's al Ghul, Nyssa al Ghul, Mara al Ghul, Dusan al Ghul, Sora | Ra's al Ghul's Wife, Mother Soul (DCU)

Relationships: Conner Hawke/Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Cass Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Barbara Gordon & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Damian Wayne, Damian Wayne & Damian Wayne's Pets

Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Wedding Fluff, Valentine's Day Fluff, Sickfic, taking care of each other while sick, one being having a fever and the other taking care of them, Oneshot Prompts Challenge, One Shot

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/mRYd2FM

[sparky-kasane]

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Vocaloid

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Haruno Sora/MAYU

Characters: Haruno Sora, MAYU (Vocaloid)

Additional Tags: Sickfic, Sicktember 2022, Sicktember, how do computerized voices get sick?, in any sense MAYU is sick, and he has his amazing joyfrien to care for him, T4T Transmasc couple, bc I said so, Couch Cuddles, Sleepy Cuddles

Series: Part 25 of Sparky Kasane's Sicktember 2022

Summary:

MAYU got infected with a virus that caused him to lose his voice and experience cold symptoms. The only upside to this? Sora's here with them

Tagging: @sicktember

[inconsistentracoon]

Just a Cold, Chapter 2:

Fevers and Flashbacks

CW: Panic attack and needles

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"Don't try and talk too much, you're really unwell..." 

Not talking sounded like a good idea. It wasn't just his throat and lungs that hurt anymore either. Muscles he hadn't known he had ached, and there was a sharp pain under his arm. A vague memory of people with hospital name tags gathered around him floated back. He'd felt a tiny sting and then numbness in his side, and a strange pressure against his chest in that same spot.

He tried to look down at his side where the pain was and reached over. He found something attached to his chest, just below his arm. Wait, no. He felt suddenly panicked and sick. Something going into his chest. 

Inside his chest. 

Why the fuck was there something in his chest

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Full chapter on AO3

[highwaytosickfics]

Kingdom Hearts sickfic prompt 4

Sora catches a cold after their escapades in Arendelle (bc seriously he’s an islander that rarely visits colder climates) and he spends the journey to Yen Sid’s being sassy about his condition and not letting anyone else drive. The ride is bumpy to say the least as every sneeze/cough makes the ship veer slightly in different directions

[sorahana]

How do i find your fanfiction? I'm particularly interested in Game (just from the snippet you shared). is there a particular tag you use?

Hey there! Thank you for showing interest in my fics! As for where you can them, I generally post the longer one-shots, usually the ones that are like 2000+ words and above, over on my Ao3 account! On this blog, I tend to post snippets and drabbles which I tag under Sora writes! 

The snippet that I posted is currently a WIP that I’m hoping to get done by next week or so. I’ve been writing much fluffs that it’s time for me to return to my other love, which is some good ol’ hurt/comfort sickfics. Stay tuned for that one!

[inconsistentracoon]

I thought I'd try out writing a good old fashioned sick-fic :3

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Sora was already feeling a bit under the weather when he, Riku, and Kairi arrived in Arendelle, and that was before an unexpected Frost Serpent attack left them all worse for wear. His boyfriend and best friend needed help though, and he wasn't going to let some minor injuries and a few sniffles get in the way of that. It's annoying that now they seem to be getting worse, but it's nothing to worry about, he just needs some sleep and then he'll be fine.

or

Sora tries to hide how bad he's feeling for too long, and suffers the consequences.

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CW for general medical stuff, e.g. wound descriptions and injections. Nothing too graphic though

[inconsistentracoon]

Just a Cold Chapter 3: Pain

New chapter posted!

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"Riku?"

"Mmm?"

"I'm scared... I don't understand what's happening."

Riku was scared too. Shit, he was so scared. But he wasn't going to let Sora know that right now. He couldn't.

This was just another one of their sleepovers as kids he told himself. One of the ones when they were woken by crashes of thunder and the groaning of palm trees bending in the strong winds of the typhoon season. Sora would dive into his bed, shaking and tearful, and Riku would do all he could to hide his own fear, holding Sora's hand and smiling, always there to reassure him things would be OK.

"It's going to be alright," he told him, rubbing his arm to try and soothe him. "You're sick and that's why you're confused. But it's going to be alright Sora." He pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "I love you."

"Love you too..." He felt lost, but Riku was here with him. If he was here then everything would be alright. Riku looked stressed though. "Are you OK?"

He smiled. "Yeah. I'm worried, but I'm fine, and you will be too soon, OK? You just need to get some more sleep."

"OK..."

That he could definitely do.

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Full chapter on AO3

[inconsistentracoon]

Oh no, I have committed the ultimate sin. I'm working on a new fic instead of my WIP. Oh no

[inconsistentracoon]

For any of you who may have been interested in said SoRiku sickfic... Chapter 1 is on AO3 now

Summary and excerpt below:

Summary:

Sora was already feeling a bit under the weather when he, Riku, and Kairi arrived in Arendelle, and that was before an unexpected Frost Serpent attack left them all worse for wear. His boyfriend and best friend needed help though, and he wasn't going to let some minor injuries and a few sniffles get in the way of that. It's annoying that now they seem to be getting worse, but it's nothing to worry about, he just needs some sleep and then he'll be fine.

or

Sora tries to hide how bad he's feeling for too long, and suffers the consequences.

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It was his fault Kairi had broken her leg and ankle so badly. He'd known she and Riku were both exhausted, and, though he hadn't said anything, Sora knew Riku's wrist was causing him pain, the cold aggravating the old injury. He should have been more careful, should have been more alert to his surroundings. He was the one who had fought those damn Frost Serpents in that exact same crevasse before. He should have known better.

But no, instead he'd been too busy enjoying himself, more concerned with showing Riku and Kairi just how brilliant the mountain could be than he was with their safety. He'd just wanted to lift their spirits a bit as they made their way back to Arendelle, knowing how worn out and sick of the snow they were. In all honesty, his had needed some lifting too. The mild cold he had come down with the moment they arrived still hadn't resolved itself, and the constant sniffing and sneezing were starting to grate on his nerves.

And so he had turned his thoughts to fun, instead of protecting Riku and Kairi. 

Because of that, he hadn't noticed the tell-tale spears in the ground. He'd been trying to make them smile when he dashed up the cliff face and shook the bushes at the top, dropping berries down onto their heads and laughing. He had succeeded at that at least. They had been laughing too, until the Frost Serpents erupted from beneath their feet. 

Me: Finishes the fic I've been working on excessively for a year

Husbando who has been feeling very neglected: "I guess you've got all that fanfic writing out of your system then?"

Me: Halfway through my 'one-shot' sickfic