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sicktember · 2 years ago
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Official Sicktember 2023 Prompt List!
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Prompts:
1. Hopelessly Bad at Self-Care
2. Quest for a Cure
3. "What happened to your phenomenal immune system, huh?"
4. Hiding an Illness
5. Preventative Measures (Not Taken)
6. Sick and Injured
7. “You’re a Jerk When You’re Sick”
8. Persistent Fever
9. White Coat Syndrome
10. “The only place we’re going is to the pharmacy”
11. Beginner’s Guide to Faking Sick
12. Old Wives Tale
13. Anxious Stomach
14. ‘‘I shouldn’t be worried about you, but for some reason I am’’
15. Sick in an Inconvenient Place
16. Consulting the Internet/Web MD
17. Magical Remedy/Healing Potion
18. “Wear Your Coat, You’ll Catch a Cold”
19. Curled Up With a Pet
20. Cramping Pain
21. "But if you stay, you'll get sick too"
22. Terms of Endearment/Nicknames
23. Coughing Fit
24. “Did you just sneeze?”
25. Confused/Disoriented
26. Pink Eye/Conjunctivitis
27. Uncooperative Patient
28. “I should have stayed home”
29. Side Effects/Adverse Reaction
30. Patient 0
Alts.
“I Could Really Use a Hug Right About Now”
Fuzzy Socks
Pounding Headache
Forehead Kisses
“I’m so sorry”
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delicatewhumps · 3 months ago
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choking on blood is top tier
caretaker wiping blood from whumpee’s lips
maybe even turning whumpee over on their side so they can breathe easier
whumpee’s breaths whistling through the blood in their lungs
coughing up blood. bonus points if they cough it onto caretaker, then weakly apologize for it.
grasping at their throat, at their chest, straining to breathe
caretaker thumping them on the back to try and help things along
what if the blood occurs out of nowhere? whumpee is just talking, and suddenly, oh no. something’s wrong. they look up at caretaker with blood dribbling from their mouth. (this happened to my buddy evan buckley…)
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puppetmaster13u · 9 months ago
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Prompt 261
“So is no one going to talk about the eldritch space child or…” 
“I mean, do you want to get between a child and Batman? I think the only one who could even get close right now is Superman…” 
“No you’re right, I think- oh my god the eldritch space child is playing with batman’s bat-ears and he’s not doing anything about it what the fuck I thought only Robins could get away with that-” 
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whumpster-dumpster · 3 months ago
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Laughter that devolves into a pained coughing fit>>>>
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Halloween prompts year 2 day 29
Dont get him wrong, Danny had some big feelings about finding out his mom had cheated on his dad. He had even bigger feeling about the divorce and the whole shipping him off to live with his bio dad.
He wasn't going to lie. The new school was actually really nice and he had made friends quickly, though at first it was tough to weed out the ones who just wanted to get close to the Wayne family name and not him as a person. He didn't get to chat with Tucker and Sam a whole lot due to thier schedules but he and Jazz always made time for eachother.
His life had surprisingly taken a massive upturn. Vlad had been arrested soon after Danny warned the Waynes about him, making Danny believe either his dad it felt wierd calling him that but da-Jack made it perfectly clear he should never call him that was Batmans sugar daddy or somthing or maybe the Waynes got kidnapped so much that the bats bugged the whole place. Danny hoped not, he had done a whole karaoke thing with Jazz during thier video call the other night and he really didn't want anyone to hear thier shared cat screeching.
Jazz was super happy to learn Danny had joined the Volleyball team and Astronomy club. He used to play Volleyball in middle school and played defense a lot. He was even the best on the team but he stopped playing after one too many times of his parents forgetting to show up or causing a ruckus whenever they thought a ghost was nearby.
But it was better now
The portals were shut down by the bats. The GIW where expertly obliterated from existence. His parents are getting court mandated mental help. There are no more ghosts. No more ghost hunters.
And no need for Phantom
Danny doesn't think he's ever felt this free. He could go out to eat with friends with his way too big allowance that his...dad gives him and he didn't have to worry about having to ditch them to go fight a bad guy. He could eat dinner with a family who was a little awkward but surprisingly open to him and the food was delicious and didn't attack him. He could actually sleep at night and feel safe doing it. His siblings liked spending time with him and getting to learn anout him and thier "bonus sister" Jazz.
He had no reason to use his powers.
Until the grandfather clock he was walking past swung open like a door and he locked eyes with Nightwing coming out of it. They just stared at eachother before Danny just said, "I don't want to know which one your dating. Just know I have a bat and im willing to use it in the most ungodly of ways." And walked back to his room.
He wouldn't be a superhero, but he was willing to be a supervillian to protect his new family. Or in this case make sure Nightwing, a rumored playboy, knew better than to go breaking hearts in this household.
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vellichorsdesire · 7 months ago
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sitting on your f/o’s lap hi. your back facing them, playing a game or being on your phone as their arms wrap around your waist and you feel them move aside a bit of hair if needed and pepper your neck with kisses. finding sitting on their lap a comforting position over time, at times when you feel both your best or feel down… even if your f/o is smaller they would enjoy it still i’m sure. or if they complain about you crushing them, but in reality they do really like being close to you like this
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jesncin · 4 months ago
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John Constantine prompt for DC Gotcha for Gaza! I was given free reign to do anything Johnstantine, so I figured it would be a fun opportunity to draw blue suit and tan coat combo :y
Peep at the DC4Gaza carrd if you'd like to request some DC art/fic too! You've got until the 18th!
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tildeathiwillwrite · 5 months ago
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Sickfic + kidnapping whump
a whumpee that's sick before getting kidnapped
OR they come down with something during their captivity
either way we get ourselves a Carewhumper or Whumper-turned-Caretaker situation
imagine a whumpee with a cold who can't sneeze or cough through the gag and starts hyperventilating
or a whumpee with the flu or a stomach bug who's vomiting everywhere
just making whumper's job so much harder because on top of having a captive they now have to make sure the whumpee doesn't die or spread the illness to them or their henchmen before the ransom is paid/they're rescued/etc
feel free to add on!
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charlie-artlie · 4 months ago
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more knightformers texaid, this time inspired by the lovely lovely fic from @thebirdkiwi >:] plz go read it if you havent already it’s so good!!!!!
and, as always, knightformers belongs to the wonderful @archie-sunshine
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whumpprentice · 1 year ago
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me: I hate cliches
media: here’s a character losing control of their powers when they’re sick
me: omg a character losing control of their powers when they’re sick
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thereweredragonshere · 3 months ago
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We've all heard of parent taking care of injured child, but what about child taking care of injured parent
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starleska · 30 days ago
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Are you gonna give us that Jack Frost/Reader we know you wanna write?? 😆
oh god yes yes YES PLEASE I WOULD LOVE TO 😳💖 there is an absolutely tragic lack of x Reader fanworks for this man, which is devastating given how much he craves attention...i think he needs a little love to warm him right up 😉
Jack Frost x Reader headcanons 💙❄️
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❄️ when You first meet Jack, he flatters You like you're the only person in the world who matters. he presses earnest kisses to the backs of your palms and showers You with compliments. you're taken in by his glittering smile, and the ease with which Jack makes You feel ever so special. but with time, You notice Jack's long game. there's a shallow affect behind those attentive eyes which clues You in; he's not only always watching You for any glimmer of approval, but watching everyone else too, all of the time. every phrase is perfectly engineered to give him the response he wants, and what he wants is attention. so, You decide to turn the tables on him. You make it your life's goal to make Jack Frost melt. ❄️ when You confront Jack on his scheming behaviour, his persona cracks like ice. his smile drops instantly and he takes on a mocking, scathing tone. "You think you've figured it all out?" he scoffs. "Please. Your gullibility would give the April Fool a field day. Why don't you scootle along now, before you get yourself hurt?" but You see it: the hurt flickering behind those frost-blue eyes. You step closer to him, and don't miss the way he flinches. "Aren't you tired of all this, Jack?" You ask quietly. "Always calculating. Always trying to get on top. You're trying so hard to make people like you...you can't see it when they actually do." Jack's hands are ice-cold when You slip your fingers through his own. he blusters in protest, tripping over his words as he tries to formulate a witty retort...but a light dusting of pink blooms along his cheekbones.
❄️ sincere affection is a foreign notion to Jack, and he skitters around it like a deer on a frozen lake. years of hypervigilance and rejection have him distrustful of your motivations, even when You speak your mind. "Surely this is some elaborate trick," Jack tells You once afternoon, when the pair of you are bundled up together under one ultra-long, snowflake-patterned scarf. "I'm still waiting for the big reveal, and I'm sure it'll be a showstopper." yet you're used to the pitfalls of Jack's paranoid mind, and You ask him, "What if the big reveal is that I think you look really cute when you're flustered?" without waiting for an answer, You capture his lips in a kiss. Jack is immediately reactive and whines softly into you, but You slide your arms over his shoulders and lock your fingers behind his back: reassuring him. keeping him safe. telling him it's okay to be vulnerable here. ❄️ nothing could have prepared you for what Jack's real love looks like. remarkably, Jack is restrained when he's being insincere: the actual depths of adoration he has for You are astonishing. he's physically clingy: always having a hand rest on your shoulder, or brushing his thigh against yours under the table. when you're alone he loves to envelop You, whether that's by drawing You in for an impromptu hug or falling asleep cuddling You like you're a teddy bear. his kisses (frequent and soft) leave small trails of ice crystals along your bare skin, and he always grins when You shiver. "Oh dear, are you cold, darling?" Jack asks with a wink. "It would appear my efforts to warm you up have been in vain. However...there's no harm if I keep trying, is there~?" ❄️ although he's freezing cold in the extremities, Jack isn't frozen all the way through. a gentle warmth exudes from Jack's chest, and You often spend your evenings intertwined with your head resting there, listening to the curious flutter of his trapped, searing heart. You murmur gentle words of affirmation into his neck, and delight in how he keens beneath You. when You look up at him, You adore the way his eyes sparkle. Jack is beautiful in the way only a snowflake can be: wholly unique, with hidden complexities even a lifetime wouldn't allow You to observe. Jack is wonderful. and Jack is yours.
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whumpster-dumpster · 3 months ago
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Another Sickfic Alphabet
Cause why not?
A: Achy
B: Blankets
C: Contagious
D: Delirious
E: Emergency Room
F: Fever
G: Gag Reflex
H: Heating Pad
I: Insomnia
J: Jammies
K: Keel Over
L: Lingering Cough
M: Medicine
N: No Appetite
O: Overworked
P: Pale
Q: Queasy
R: Rash
S: Shivering
T: Tissues
U: Unsteady
V: Vapor Rub
W: Weakness
X: eXpectorant
Y: Yawn
Z: Zonked out
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arthursfuckinghat · 9 months ago
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Nothing is quite like enjoying the early days of chapter three, then hearing Arthur's first cough to snap you right back to the reality of his fate
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puppetmaster13u · 9 months ago
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You know what @f4nd0m-fun I literally finished this last night, so here, have the lil baby hydra. From several prompts.
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They're still mostly baby colors, which is all monochrome, but are juuust starting to get more colors like their underbellies and their heads are starting to lighten up, but will start shifting color eventually.
Which makes me wonder what kind of thing might happen if someone tries to study the realm hydras....
(Also have a prompt in the tags lol)
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moved-to-new-blog · 1 month ago
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A pastor with a horrible cold, having to preach through three services.
The first one wasn't so bad. It was Saturday night, and he was just a little sniffly. Other than a few nose blows throughout the sermon, he was feeling fine. Those listening didn't seem to notice much.
then came Sunday morning. He drags himself out of bed, head heavy with thick congestion that makes it impossible to breathe through his nose without a bubbling, snotty sound effect. He's tired, the early morning feeling ten times worse than normal, but he wasn't going to call in sick and make the small number of church staff scramble to find someone who can step in.
throughout the entire second service, he was pausing to cough, or let out a series of loud, stuffy sneezes. the chorus of 'bless you's' by the congregation becomes almost regular.
but the third and final service, he's sweated through his preaching jacket, having developed a fever. His voice is gone, only a gravely, strained rasp as he delivers the message, words not even understandable as he snorts and sniffles. The Bible stand ends up being dusted with mucus as he starts sneezing without time to cover. The entire first row was a casualty, but they didn't comment since the man looked ready to die with his chapped red nose and red rimmed eyes
nobody understood what the message was about that day, the only take away being to wash their hands
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