#anyway he’s got steroids now and hopefully this fixes him!!!

[toomuchsky]

MY CAT GOT DIAGNOSED W IBD LMFAO

[medicatemedrmccoy]

Check-up

For the anon ask yesterday, again, thank you for the ask! :) I think my fluff machine might be broke at the moment but I hope you enjoy it anyway.

Why am I incapable of writing short drabbles?

1885 words - Leonard x Reader

You walked slowly through the corridor, down the familiar hallways towards medical. You had put off going to medbay for as long as you could physically stand it. 

Unfortunately your simple runny nose had turned into a full blown, bone rattling cough that you could no longer ignore, especially at night while it kept you awake, accompanied by a low grade fever that was giving you the chills. 

Your steps got slower and slower as you approached the bright lights of medbay along with the beeping of various machines. You could feel your heart begin to beat faster as your stomach churned and your throat start to go dry, only irritating it further as you gave as much of a muted cough as you could into your sleeve, trying not to draw attention to yourself. 

Your courage had all but faded as the doors to the medbay suddenly opened wide, startling you as you caught a glimpse of various doctors and patients milling around.

You quickly ducked into the closest hallway, hoping to get away and hide before anyone saw where you were headed. You thought you had made a clean getaway since no one seemed to notice you, except for one sharp pair of hazel eyes you hadn’t realized had caught you at the last second. 

“Dammit!” You muttered to yourself, leaning back against the cool wall, you closed your eyes and tried to steady your breathing. You tried to take some deep breaths but your lungs wouldn’t let you as you began to cough once more, leaning over with your hands on your knees as your eyes watered. 

“Well now, that doesn’t sound very good.” A quiet voice said from closer than you were expecting. Your eyes shot open as you started quickly, standing up straight as you stared into the hazel eyes of a very concerned Leonard. 

“Len.” Was all you managed to choke out as another round of coughs racked your frame from the sudden movement. 

“Y/N? What’s going on? Why don’t you come inside so we can get that looked at. You sound terrible!” Leonard began to fuss lightly with a slight huff at how far you had let this ailment go before coming to see him. He went to put his hand on your elbow to gently usher you into medbay. 

As soon as you felt Leonard’s touch, you froze stock still, feet firmly planted on the floor so that not even god himself could’ve moved you. You tried to speak but nothing came out, not even a cough, which surprised you. 

Leonard misstepped slightly as he went to help you into medbay, not expecting to meet your sudden resistance. Quirking and eyebrow at you he gave you a once over and before he spoke, he met your eyes. He’d seen that look of fright in a certain blonde haired captain before. 

“Tell you what. Meet me at your quarters in ten minutes, alright?” Leonard said as he moved his hand from your elbow to your shoulder, squeezing gently. You briefly wondered if Leonard could read minds and that was how he knew everything. 

You swallowed slowly, as you looked up at Leonard, wincing slightly as your raw throat protested. You gazed into his eyes and his frustration that was apparent with his former outburst was all but gone from his eyes that were now gentle and held concern. 

The only thing you could do was nod. You knew Leonard was being nice so he didn’t scare you off, you knew all too well what might happen if you refused. You remembered many times when Jim would come running into your quarters, trying to hide from the hypo wielding doctor and it never turned out in the blondes favor. You still remember the red welts on Jim’s neck and the hours of wincing and grumbling that followed. 

You quickly did an about face, not looking back as Leonard made his way inside his medbay, no doubt to gather some supplies. Your feet carried you defeatedly back to your quarters. You hated the one on one attention but you hated the medbay more. 

Sighing as you punched in your keycode, you prepared yourself the best you could as you sat on the sofa, bouncing your leg and coughing into your elbow as you waited for Leonard to show. 

The doctor didn’t keep you waiting long, you could hear him punching in your code and you sat up a little straighter in your seat. The door quietly swished open and Leonard stepped inside with his medkit and stethoscope around his neck. 

He gave you a small, reassuring smile as he sat his medkit on your small coffee table before taking a seat himself next to you. You started to feel warm, and you didn’t think it was the fever. 

“I’m sorry.” You blurted quickly as Leonard looked up from adjusting his tricoder, not interrupting you but encouraging you to continue as he raised his eyebrows in surprise. 

You gave a breathy sigh as you continued. “Normally I’m not like this, I come to my physicals and everything but sometimes with more invasive stuff it comes back up and I can’t help it.” 

You realized how confusing you sounded as the words seemed to tumble out of your mouth and probably figured it needed even further explanation as you saw the slight confusion flit in Leonard’s eyes for a brief moment at what “it” could be. 

Taking a small breath, you continued before Leonard could interrupt your small moment of bravery. “I’d rather not go into details but let’s just say that my doctor I had while I was growing up lost his license for malpractice on his younger patients.” You winced slightly as you finished, thinking back on the memories. 

Leonard sat still for a moment, his hands frozen in place on his tricoder as the implication of your words sunk in, the space between his eyebrows narrowed as his face flashed a brief scowl of disgust before smoothing out once more. 

“You know I’d never do anything you don’t want me to right? And neither would any of my staff if I have anything to say about it.” Leonard said gently as he took your trembling hand into his that you didn’t even realize was shaking and gave it a small squeeze of reassurance.

“I know.” You wheezed out slightly, trying to suppress a cough as you tried to keep your emotions in check. “I know no one on board here wouldn’t, but I still can’t get past it sometimes.” You replied quietly, your voice small. 

Leonard pursed his lips for a moment before patting your hand gently and grabbing his tricoder. 

“We’ll talk more about that later, alright? Let’s get you feeling better first.” Leonard said as he squeezed your hand again gently. He then angled himself to better be able to run his tricoder over you. You nodded your permission, wanting to get this over with. 

Your previous confession had seemed to exhaust you even further. You were glad that Leonard was choosing to wait for the discussion, you were too tired tonight. 

Leonard worked quickly, seeing the tiredness in your posture. He ran the tricoder over your chest and along your back. His expression got more grim as he checked your lymphs and used his stethoscope to listen to your lungs. 

“So how long have you been sick Y/N? You’ve passed a simple cold and gone all the way straight to pneumonia.” Leonard’s expression set in a slight scowl as he replaced his stethoscope around his neck with a quiet click. 

“Uhm, maybe last week? The cough only started a couple days ago.” You said softly, trying not to encourage the doctors anger, you could see the vein in his forehead starting to bulge slightly. 

“Dammit, Y/N. You should have said something sooner. We could have gotten to it quicker, so now it’s going to take longer… where did you even get pneumonia?” Leonard started to rant quietly as he fixed up a couple hypos.

You knew he was trying his best not to get upset, and you really couldn’t blame him. You’d probably be angry too if you had to deal with people dodging medical attention on a constant basis and making their symptoms worse on top of it. 

You also knew where you got the pneumonia, and that person had sworn you to secrecy. So now you risked the wrath of the doctor if you lied or letting down a friend and you were debating on which was worse.

Unfortunately for you, or fortunately, depending on how you looked at it, Leonard was too good at his job. Before you could even answer, he knew by your hesitation. 

Leonard sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Jim. I’m gonna kill him. I should have known when you two canceled movie night. You never pass up an opportunity to torture me with old movies.”

“What can I say?” You smiled softly and shrugged. “Torturing you is half the fun of movie night.” 

“I’m going to let that slide on account of your being sick.” Leonard said with a small sigh. “Now let’s get this started.”

You eyed the hypos warily and Leonard seemed to sense your unease. 

“I wouldn’t give you anything without explaining it first. You know that right? I’m going to take care of you.” Leonard asked as he looked over at you, watching you nod. You knew he never would but shots of any kind still made you nervous.

“This one is a steroid and this one is an antibiotic. It’ll be a good start for now and hopefully help you breathing a little easier.” Leonard said as he rubbed your neck softly with his thumb before pressing the hypo gently to your neck. 

Leonard was done almost as fast as you could blink and was then pulling you over gently across the couch. You didn’t protest, you felt exhausted down to your bones and happily laid across the warm spot that Leonard previously occupied. 

“You rest here for a bit and I’ll be back soon to make you something to eat. I have another quick matter to attend to.” Leonard said with slightly narrowed eyes as he put a pillow behind your head and covered you with a blanket from the back of the couch. 

You knew that matter was Jim and you couldn’t help but smile softly as you watched Leonard pack up his medkit. He kissed the top of your head gently before making his way out the door. 

You quickly dug around in your pant pocket for your communicator, making yourself cough in the process. You quickly flipped it open and sent a 911 message to Jim. He’d know what it meant and you could only hope that he would read it in time before Leonard reached the bridge but you doubted the warning would do much good. 

Taking a deep wheezy breath, you settled on the couch, already thankful that you could already breathe a little easier, you settled into a light doze, waiting for Leonard to return.

[bnha-hcs]

Intoxication - Todoroki x Reader

Hewwo it’s Tiki!! I’m still kicking and hoping you all had a happy holidays!! I was busy working so I didn’t have time to do any sort of christmas time events or anything so I’m super gomen. I also had the fun of being told I have extreme bursitis in my arms/shoulders and being on really rough steroids for a week so it’s been interesting... I still have bursitis I think but my doctor says it actually might be something like arthritis so hopefully I’m not dying. Anyways,,,, I’m doing a con this weekend so I’m staying up writing bc why not who needs sleep. Have a little Todo x reader bc I’ve had this in my head for a while. Also please feel free to send in stuff for that fluff alphabet!!

- Tiki

Todoroki had found himself in a bit of a pickle. He knew he liked you, but he had no clue how to act on this information. Whenever he tried to describe the feeling he got in his chest whenever he was with you, everyone said they were feelings of love or adoration. Ochako had gawked at the sound of something like Todoroki having a crush. She, and the other girls in class 1-A made sure not to disclose this information accidentally to you, but it wasn’t without the few fleeting comments here and there. You were a little confused at times, sure, but much like everything else happening at UA that was weird, you seemed to shrug off like water off a duck’s back. Todoroki had no idea how to even breach the subject of feelings for you, so for the meantime, he had chose to stay silent, much to the suspense and torture of his fellow classmates.

At some point everyone knew, but thankfully not you. People would watch the two of you with much interest in the halls, on the battlegrounds, and even outside of class. Today was like any other old day. It was winter, you walked next to him on the sidewalk on school grounds, and your hands looked awfully cold. Todoroki being his usually aloof self didn’t really think of anything until he saw you fervently breathing your hot breath onto them, watching you with a little curiosity. He could’ve sworn you had gloves before, unless he wasn’t paying attention… But there was something about it that had him reaching for both of your hands cupped by your face.

He grabbed your hands, his own face burning with a feeling of foreign emotions coming over him. In his left hand he activated his quirk enough to warm your hands. You looked at him, quite surprised at his actions and not sure what to even say. Your own face suddenly felt a little warmer, but the red of your cheeks was definitely masked by the cold weather.

“You forgot your gloves.” Todoroki said, definitely not a question like he wanted it to be but, well, good enough at this point.

“Y-Yeah…” You had to stutter out, unsure how even to respond.

You managed to keep it together until your hands were warm enough for Todoroki. How you managed that, you had no idea, but you did it and that’s all that mattered to be honest. After that he had continued on like nothing had ever happened. But it did happen!! And by gods it was kinda weirdly exhilarating!! And what was weirder about it was that it wasn’t the last time it was going to happen.

In fact, more weird incidents started to happen that involved the two of you touching for some sort of elongated periods of time. And the more it happened the more you realized you kind of didn’t mind it too much. Being so close in contact to someone you usually saw as so far away was really… satisfying?? But there was a good chance that the two of you were just really two touch starved idiots.

There was some point that you had heard Todoroki mumble something about his hand hurting, probably from training when he had accidentally slipped up. Him slipping up seemed a little fishy for you in the first place but you didn’t question it even though overworking sounded more apt. You had learned some massage techniques before when an old friend of yours helped you fix your broken ass hand from writing cram papers. So when you heard him say something you decided to extend a helping hand in a sense.

You couldn’t lie though, the faces he made when you first started to dig your fingers into his palm were pretty damn cute. He was trying hard not to make a pained face, but you could tell it really did hurt. So you softened your touch for a bit and noticed him visibly relax. For a while you just sat there with him, gently working your way up past his wrist and partially into his forearm, saying something about how it might be rooted there. Todoroki never really paid attention to what exactly you were saying, and that could be credited to him being the aloof pretty boy that he was, but for a hot second, and a very hot second indeed, he felt like he was a little drunk on your touch. Between going back and forth between his open palm, wrist, and his forearm, you would occasionally ghost your touch across his skin, and it made his face flush just the slightest. At some point you saw him look away, because he was just, REALLY TOUCH STARVED, and this was really not helping him and his feelings towards you.

When you were done he had thanked you with a small smile before he left to the boy’s locker room to change back into the school uniform, where some of the others relentlessly questioned him about it. You never knew but he was in a daze the whole rest of the day.

And with every incident he seemed to stay to you more, to the point where he seemed to follow you around like a puppy. It’s not like he was insistent or anything but, he was just always close by. Days would go on as usual and you had grown to really like your friendship with Todoroki. Having him so close by was comforting, and yet, there was that day… the day where his feelings really got the best of him and the dam broke.

Todoroki found himself after school with you as normal. Today however, he felt like things were too much. For example: You always smelled of honeyed incense. The scent alone was intoxicating enough, but today he truly felt drunk on the smell. He felt a little bolder- a little more aware of just how you affected him. So while you talked on about some book you picked up recently, he couldn’t help the look in his eyes. Pure ardor… You didn’t get to notice anything until you finally looked over- the expression of his was so much that it actually blindsided you. It wasn’t long after your initial shock that you found yourself impossibly close to him. He had taken one of your hands in his, holding onto it gently, like he was pleading with you.

You were pretty much glued in place, now gazing into his dual-colored eyes, unsure what to say or do. It was somewhere in that moment that you had a sort of come to god moment and the fact that you LIKED Todoroki as more than a friend flooded in. For so long he had pined after your affection, so now was a good as time as ever to seize it. And now that he was much closer he could better see your face, eyes, travelling over as he inhaled your scent once more. Todoroki had no idea how to kiss anyone, other than the other boys like Denki offering useless words like: “You just… go in…”

He got closer, and for a second he hesitated, ghosting his lips over yours very teasingly, although you knew it was out of hesitation. Moving away his lips brushed over your cheek, him mumbling quietly to you.

“Is this... okay?” He breathed, leaving you to wordlessly sigh, head nodding ever so slightly. His lips returned to yours as he placed a tentative first kiss. Soft and smooth, his lips brushed languidly across yours a second time, holding them there for just a few seconds. Your eyes were heavily lidded if not closed as you tried your best to kiss back. The hand he’d been using to hold yours abandoned its place in order to serve as a hook to pull you closer. His arm found itself resting on your waist, and as his lips slowly pressed down on your bottom, and then top lip, you felt your scalp prickle while your face became heated and your mind hazy.

For a second he leaves your lips, hovering over them very slightly, letting you take a quick gasp of air before he gently presses his lips back to yours. He’s gentle again, until he feels like he can be a bit firmer, and his kisses become a little insistent. So you reciprocate in kind, meeting him halfway in terms of passion, your own still building, slowly discovering this. It’s then you come to find that Todoroki is a very needy kisser, and as he presses more and more into you, you let yourself be taken on this newfound feeling.

So with the crisp winter day you decide to let yourselves partake in the new intoxication of first kisses and shared love.

[mzyrimworld]

Duster Part 12: Quadrum 12

Last time the colonists decided to open that mysterious chamber in the mountain, losing one life and several body parts. But also a couple got engaged! Will there be a marriage this quadrum, and will they get far enough to start making prosthetics?

Firstly it seems that the one female husky has gotten pregnant, though we can’t be certain which of the three male huskies will be the father yet. Given everything that Jethro has suffered, it would be nice for him to get a pup or two if possible. Perhaps they could replace him as Henry’s service dog if anything worse happens to him?

And now it’s wedding time already! It’s coinciding with a solar flare so the base has interesting mood lighting for the occasion. Zeiph and Lucya are sleeping from their night shifts, but hopefully they’ll get up for the ceremony itself.

Vas and Morales aren’t such romantics, but everybody else stood close to watch.

It’s nice and all, but does anybody else feel more tension with this happening where it is? How long until something terrible happens to one of them?! It would be a wonderful story if they could make it safely off the planet at the end of the series, but that’s a lot easier said than done... Feels more likely this footage will wind up in one or both of their death montages.

Perhaps there’s good cheer going around, because that evening they manage to convert one of the three prisoners, making them colonist fifteen. Green Jay seems to have a pretty typical tribal background, but has some useful passions and some ability at shooting, so they could come in handy.

Meanwhile, as mentioned, the prosthetics research is really coming along. We have four missing ears, one missing eye, and one missing kidney that could all do with replacing. Safely, if possible...

Blight’s broken out amongst the animal fields, but fortunately they’re a long distance away from most of the colonist crops and it isn’t spreading that far. They’ve got plenty of bales of hay too, so the animals should be fine.

The colonists have also figured out how to build a communicator to trade with ships off world - but don’t get any ideas, audience; this is a dangerous area of space to meddle with. Anyway, they’re also building a storage area for things they want to trade, though they may not need to as much once they’re crafting their own prostheses.

Speaking of which, Zeiph is working on a replacement ear for one of the four candidates, and being invaluable to the colony in general. Though it turns out this stuff is not cheap, and they’ll probably need to trade just to get the necessary plasteel and components to build more.

It’ll also be interesting to see who gets this implant, as all four of the oldest colonists are missing an ear. Lion is always happy to get a prosthetic and isn’t one of the originals, but she’s married and Steroid would probably be devastated to lose her in surgery. But are our original colonists willing to risk death to regain a bit more hearing? I guess we’ll see.

Another research done, and another quandary, because this means somebody could receive the painstopper they have in storage, but who should get it? A lot of colonists have some pain from old scars... Maybe one of the fighters?

The new research bench and multi-analyser are just charging through these technologies, with Frenchy in the day and Zeiph often at night. The colony could be getting close to moving on again, but perhaps it would be worth staying just to keep getting these researches done? I’m not sure if they can carry all these benches on with them.

Another prisoner is won over, taking us to sixteen colonists now. Emu Trobo doesn’t look to be ideal. He has some medical skill but doesn’t seem to like it, his personality looks to be terrible, and you may recall that he’s got some brain damage from the escape attempt last quadrum. Perhaps the colony can use some cannon fodder?

The colony gets a trade request and, hold on a minute, I’m not sure what bluefur is... Muffalo pelts? That’s a lot of muffalo pelt, too. Not sure how many muffalo they’d have to kill for that. None of the colonists are super bonded with any of the muffalo, but I don’t think they have the heart for that.

This is the state of the animals, by the way. I suppose I can see why they might think the colony might be willing to rid itself of some of the muffalo. You can also see that the only pregnant animal now is Kilo the husky, so the gender separation has worked!

Huh. A whole meteorite made of jade. That should be worth some value, maybe they can trade some off-planet?

Welcome back to another installment of Julio getting helplessly chased around by wild animals. The pig’s already taken a shot from Zeiph’s gun, but it’s still gaining on Julio...

Somehow he managed to let the pig into the base behind him too. This might have been amusing, but Julio is still the colony’s best medic and they’ll probably need him if they want to safely install the prostheses, so hopefully somebody will intervene shortly.

That’s a lot of injuries, though they shouldn’t be permanent. At least it wasn’t a rabbit this time. Perhaps they shouldn’t let Julio out of the base at all.

Between all the cleaning, Henry’s still been working on art, and we know what this very touching piece is going to end up next to...

Oh dear, it seems that some people never learn... Just as the colonists are getting close to converting him too.

Ugh, looks like there might be a second order for a prosthetic eye. I don’t know what the guy expected, though he made it slightly further than last time, at the expense of an eye and a lot of blood.

And this is the guy who got infected twice before, so of course he’s infected again. Hold on... I’m being told that missing a kidney makes that more likely, so maybe that’s why, but his luck could run out one day!

More prosthetics research done. If you’re going to risk your life, you would want the best!

And Zeiph is determined to deliver the best to whoever winds up getting this ear.

And that’s the end of the quadrum! A quiet one after all the drama last quadrum, a good recovery time for the colonists to get fixed up and maybe think about their next base. But will people survive receiving Zeiph’s shiny new prostheses next time? We’ll see!

Finals stats:

Henry: Such art, so skilled

Zeiph: Building prosthetics!

Frenchy: SCIENCE!

Steroid: Married!

Lion: Married! Also: give her the prosthetics. All the prosthetics.

Lucya: Would also like prosthetics.

Nobreitra: Just a new eye would be great, thanks.

The colony overall: Gained two colonists, and a lot of research