#immuno character

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Today's disabled character of the day is Whisperain from Arknights, who is visually impaired and immunocompromised. She also has amnesia

Requested by Anon

[Image Description: Drawing of a woman with short grayish purple hair with a small ponytail in the back. She is wearing a long black and white dress with an open collar and spaghetti straps. She has puff large sleeveless that match her dress attach under her shoulder. She is also wearing a white nurse cap, black x shaped barrette, and a white eye patch over her left eye. Lastly her right eye is grey and she has a light skin tone.]

[brucewaynehater101]

Hello, I am the person from a few days ago that mentioned House MD. .y idea for it is very simple and very funny. Tim ends up in House's hospital with House as his doctor. He was found unconscious on the side of the road with 3 stab wounds, two broken ribs, and a broken leg.

Tim is Knocked Out and in Civilian Clothes with No Wallet. Which means No ID. They call him John Doe for now and move on to stitching him up and doing an xray of his chest so they can fix up his ribs and check for internal bleeding from the stabs. They are having some kind of debate about how the kid has clearly had his ribs shattered many, many times and how they healed when House suddenly stands up and says, "all of you are missing the forest for the tree. Ignore the ribs for a second before the kid dies." He then leaves the room to the confusion of all the assistants. It takes almost ten seconds for one of them to yell, "WHERES HIS SPLEEN"

Within an hour Tim has been put in one if their Anti Germ Bubbles for the Immuno Compromised. Oh the bright side he 100% has a room all to himself! Tim wakes up in the bubble, very confused with House looming over him. Tim is Baffled and says, "who send you? What info are you after?" And House just says, "im your doctor. What's your name so we can stop calling you John Doe The Spleenless Wonder."

Tim and House verbally joust almost constantly for Tim's entire stay and honestly? Most relaxed he's been in *years*. However it takes *days* for them to pry him name out of him and it's not even *from* him. Someone saw his face on a magazine in the grocery store check out and went "that's out John Doe!!" And when Tim tells them that he is Tim Drake he simply says, "I didn't tell you for a very simple reason. If word got out it was The Tim Drake in your hospital, which is outside Gothem, could you imagine the Paparazzi? And what would happen? I can garentee you at least one person would show up trying to kill me. Why do you think I was outside gothem beat up? Assassins, obviously." House's boss is terrified this guy is gunna sue them into the ground for how House has been jabbing at him constantly.

House simply asks why his bones look like Swiss Cheese and Tim simply raises an eyebrow at him and says, "I live in Gothem."

Later on after Tim gets released, he buys the entire hospital, becomes its new boss, goes to House's boss who actually runs the hospital and says, "I do not care about running this hospital. It's all up to you, I want No Power here. I am simply here to triple your budget, no quadruple it. And you remain completely in power on one condition. I want House to be my Primary Doctor. He's fun."

Oh and if you want some Angst, House asking if Tim wants to call someone to pick him up and Tim says, "oh, I have a tracker on me. Someone will show up to check me out once they notice I'm missing." House squinting at him and says, "you've been here two weeks. So I don't believe you." But Tim is telling the truth. His tracker has said he's been at an out of city hospital for weeks and no one really noticed he was even gone.

Fuck yeah. I've seen some clips of House and, despite the large amounts of medical malpractice they should be sued for, Tim would absolutely enjoy House's banter.

Also, I'd so live for House and Tim trying to trick each other. Tim realizes quickly that House doesn't believe a word about what Tim says about how he got his injuries. House keeps trying to pull one over on Tim so that Tim actually receives medical treatment (especially because Tim keeps going back out on field with injuries). It becomes a somewhat friendly game

Fair warning, I'm probably about to butcher House's character. Idk enough about him, but here's what I think. Tim would prefer House as his main doctor for two reasons:

How House cares

House isn't Batman/Bat affiliated

For the first point, House does care but not in the way most others do. I think Tim will eventually start telling House the truth about how he gets his injuries because of how House reacts. House isn't going to be overly sympathetic, pity Tim, or try to mother hen him. Tim will stroll up, say he's been held without food for a week and has 3 broken bones, and House will just banter with Tim.

If Tim's being an idiot (like not resting), House won't try to tell him off. He won't yell or undermine Tim. He'll just point blank tell Tim he deserves whatever injury he got for being an idiot while helping the vigilante treat it.

Tim will never admit to being a cape, but he eventually trusts House enough not to hide it.

Then there's House not being a Bat doctor. Leslie may or may not inform Bruce of any injuries Tim gets that Leslie deems is important for Bruce to know about. Alfred for sure won't hide that shit. Either way, whether founded or not, Tim can't trust those doctors to give away his information "for his own good."

House probably wouldn't go out of his way to inform Bruce (especially if we add on your angst angle).

Probably fucked up House's characterization, but let me know what ya think! Feel free to send another ask or reblog or whatever with changes ya think I need to add

[bugs1nmybrain]

Masterlist (18+) ♡☆♡☆♡☆

This is a comprehensive list of all my fics and headcanons. These are all x readers, and the reader is almost always fem. Listed at the end are things that I will write and won't write.

I do take requests!! I have busy schedule though, so it may take up to months for me to get to yours.

Characters I write for: L Lawliet, Tomura Shigaraki, Shouta Aizawa, and Professor Franken Stein, my ocs

I am also a self-shipper! I may post content about my f/os and the time I spend with them. If that makes you uncomfortable, then take a walk!

Minors CANNOT interact with these posts, as 98% of them are nsfw.

Date updated: 8/16/24

L Lawliet ♡♡♡

L Lawliet With a Shy & Insecure Reader (hcs)

Somno/Morning Sex with L (smut fic)

Fem!L x Fem!Reader

Food play with L (self insert smut)

Drunk 69 with L

Voyeurism and Somnophilia with L (smut fic)

L Lawliet x Bipolar Reader (headcanons)

Intricate: L x Chubby! Reader NSFW (smut fic)

Distraction (smut fic)

L x Curvy! Reader (headcanons)

What L Would Do When He's in Love (headcanons)

NSFW Headcanons

L and reader lose their virginities together (smut fic)

The Task Force walks in on you and L making out (fic)

Pet names he'd call you (headcanons)

L x INFP! Reader (headcanons)

L x Short! Reader (headcanons)

L x Reader: First Time Headcanons

L x Chubby! Reader (headcanons)

L SFW Alphabet

L NSFW Alphabet

L Relationship Headcanons

Tomura Shigaraki ♡♡♡

Bipolar!Tomura x fic (one-shot)

Shigaraki x Fem!Reader: Shiggy crushing on reader - Two Part One-shot

Bipolar Shigaraki Headcanons

Fem Shiggy Headcanons

Shigaraki walks in on Re-Destro talking shit about you (short fic)

Shigaraki's Psychological Conditions Headcanons

Shigaraki x Fem!Reader Anal Sex (One-shot fic)

Give Your Heart a Break - shigaraki x reader series

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

Clingy!Tomura x reader hcs

Kisses with Shigaraki (headcanons)

Shigaraki with a Girlfriend Headcanons (w: dub-con/non-con, domestic abuse)

Neko!Shigaraki and Reader smut

Stoned Bathroom Sex with Tomura

Sfw Reverse Comfort MDLB (mommy dom/little boy)

Mommy Kink with Shigaraki (smut fic)

Shigaraki x Chubby! Reader Headcanons

Nasty (Period sex) (smut fic)

NSFW Headcanons

NSFW Alphabet

Shiggy x Short! Reader (headcanons)

Tomura fucking you in front of Dabi (smut fic, TW: dub-con)

Shouta Aizawa ♡♡♡

Professor!Aizawa x College Student (this sucks n is vry ooc)

Aizawa x Bigender reader hcs

Aizawa x reader headcanons

Emotional Support Sex with Shouta

NSFW Headcanons

Aizawa x Bipolar! Reader (headcanons)

Aizawa x Virgin! Reader (smut fic)

Aizawa x Short! Reader (headcanons)

Aizawa SFW Headcanons

Aizawa x College Student! Reader (smut fic)

Aizawa NSFW Headcanons

Aizawa x Chubby! Reader (headcanons)

Aizawa Relationship Headcanons

Franken Stein ♡♡♡

Stein x Immuno-compromised Reader (headcanons)

NSFW Alphabet

Stein x Chubby! Reader (headcanons)

Liela Lovesworth (my oc) ♡♡♡

Confession (sfw)

F/O CONTENT

L x me art

Aizawa and I's 4 yr anniversary post

What I will write♡♡♡!!:

Nsfw/smut

fem characters (ex: fem L, fem Tomura, etc)

fem-reader

enby reader with female anatomy or male anatomy (please specify for nsfw)

male reader but I've never done it

Any character that I write for

fluff

sfw

crack fic

dubcon/noncon

problematic content

Mental illness (bipolar, schizophrenia, ocd, etc)

Mommy/daddy kink

Chubby reader

anal but not rough

What I WON'T write ×!×!×:

Minors/pedophilia

scat

blood/mutilation (with the exception of period sex)

Anything ridiculously out of character

brutal rape (any rape is brutal, but I mean gruesome to the point of no return after I write it)

Yandere (I will write obsessive partners and codependent relationships, but no kidnapping or stuff like that)

violence

Furry (except nekos)

Incest

Characters I don't write for

Chains/leather/etc

[welcome-to-green-hills]

how do you think they’ll tackle Maria’s character in the 3rd movie? Do you think they’ll make her appear frequently or rarely?

Hello, my dear!❤️✨

I’m terribly sorry for taking so long on your ask. I wanted to make sure that my thoughts and feelings were clear for my answer. I feel that there will be a healthy amount of Maria Robotnik content in the third film. What “healthy amount” means exactly is up for your interpretation.

Throughout the years, we're given a sample of Maria and who she is through video games and TV shows. She doesn't necessarily make big appearances, but we've learned plenty of the little girl that grew up on the Space Colony ARK. With various game titles and character interactions, we see that Maria Robotnik plays a significantly large role in people's lives. She might not get a whole lot of screen time in general, but we—as the audience—can feel how beloved and cared for she was with others. We can feel her pure love and support emitted by found family members, ARK scientists, and others that watched her grow up. Even Sonic, who was born fifty years after the ARK raids by G.U.N., valued her immensely (Sonic Channel Story, 2021). We can painfully see the love that is generously given to a 12-year-old girl. This shows that one or two sentences (I.E. Sonic Battle, Gerald's Journal), or even a flashback is just as fruitful in conveying her purpose of existence and her golden heart.

I can completely understand and appreciate where you are coming from. For a character that makes minor appearances here and there, it's incredible seeing how much her legacy is cared for by those that are still living... and how fans view her. It's It's only fitting that we buy into curiosity and explore her character more. We must understand that Maria Robotnik is important. It's crucial to see how much of an influence she makes to core characters in the third film.

In game canon, we can conclude that nearly everything that occurs has an influence with Maria in mind. Project Shadow almost didn't happen if it weren't for Maria being diagnosed with Neuro-Immuno Deficiency Syndrome (NIDs). If Prof. Gerald Robotnik was not given the opportunity by the United Federations to seek the answers of immortality, then there wouldn't be a strong drive to desperately use government funding to finish making Shadow in order to find a cure to NIDs. Without the compassion and humanity that Maria gives to Shadow, our hedgehog-alien hybrid would most definitely have viewed himself as an artificial weapon. He wouldn't bat an eye on the possibility of being a relatively good person if the idea was not proposed to him. Without Maria, Prof. Gerald Robotnik would never have had the inspiration needed to craft Shadow's soul like Maria's. Without Maria's horrific death, the crippling insanity that Prof. Gerald Robotnik faces would not have been a driving influence to reprogram Shadow's mind to carry out revenge on the planet. This is malicious act that did more harm that good to a literal adolescent if you think about it. And without Maria's entire existence, we might not have the understanding on Dr. Robotnik/Eggman's influence of becoming a mad scientist today.

The third Sonic movie needs establish how beloved Maria was when she alive. The fantastic thing about these movies is that they've left enough wriggle room with subplots (it's heavily implied that Longclaw and her people have engaged with humans and Earth frequently), character interactions (Dr. Robotnik and Agent Stone talking about aspirations of continuing an evil plan that were planned years ago, implying that the United States government knew about aliens and the Chaos Emeralds), and other possibilities (Green Hills, Montana having a Wachowski look after the town for over 50 years; all of the town's memorabilia implying that it's residents were retired government veterans) for us to weave the past into a perfect timeline. Even if Jim Carrey doesn't return to reprise the role of "Dr. Robotnik," we can see that his plans for world domination are honored with Prof. Gerald Robotnik in mind. Agent Stone would acting upon a dead man's wish.

I think that when I say a "healthy amount," I mean that there's enough for us to fill gaps in for places that need them. I hope that this answers your question, my dear.

[zairas-realm-gateway]

OFF ramblings: Batter's Purpose

Content warnings for discussion of canon and speculated canon content: violence, medical trauma, abuse, child neglect, terminal illness, child death.

This post is a basic layout of the general conversations I had with my sister when I showed her the game OFF recently. These are just our speculations, observations, and headcanons.

This post will discuss our deductions behind Batter's in game creation and his opposition to the other characters.

As we all know, Batter (in universe) is created at the start of the game. He has never before existed in the lonely, tormented world of the Zones before. My sister and I discussed why he never existed in the world before that point. We think we have deduced why from the information given in The Room level.

First, we have to note the importance of Batter, Hugo, and Queen. Hugo has manifested representations of his parents in his fucked up world. His father is Batter and his mother is Queen.

Now, my mother is chronically ill, so I've spent a lot of time in hospitals. So, when Batter enters a new location at the end of the hallway when you enter the Room level, my sister and i immediately recognized it as a hospital. It reminded us of many we've been in before and left us uneasy.

In the Room, Batter goes to the small room on the left. This room is returned to many times. It paints a painfully vivid picture:

There is a sick child (Hugo) in the hospital. Probably between the age of 10-17 because they can talk in complete sentences but are still referred to as "the boy". This child is terminally ill and immuno-compromised. You can tell when the note says that his father (Batter's human counterpart) says they can go outside tomorrow but that trip outside never comes. The notes say that his father comes regularly to play with him but he doesn't like his father and wants his mother instead but she never comes to pick him up or visit.

This tells me a lot. It says that Hugo's father (we'll keep calling him Batter) is cold but holds deep affection for Hugo. Based on Spectral Batter's personality, Human Batter probably has difficulty with emoting. Meaning he has trouble displaying and expressing emotion both physically and vocally. To a sick and distressed child, this would appear as if his father doesn't love him despite Batter visiting constantly and playing with Hugo.

This could explain why he wants his mother over his father. Affection and emotional support are needed for comfort when sick. It seems like Queen can probably express emotions in a way that would be comforting.

Or, she would, if she ever showed up.

It's speculated that Human Queen has a job that makes her a lot of money but forces her to work/travel a lot. Spectral Queen's later argument with Batter makes it clear that's she's pretty much phoning it in as a mom. The cadence of Queen and Batter's conversation is that of a divorced couple. If this is true, it sounds like Queen has primary custody but just is never around.

Batter is his most emotional during his argument with Queen right before their battle. He is still flat in dialogue tone but it is clear he is passionate about the subject. He accuses her of taking all the steps of being a mother with none of the emotion, care, or memory for who her actions are for (Hugo). Rather than defend herself, Queen just deflects until Batter gets angry.

To argue the point of Queen doing the right moves with none of the personal touch, I want to talk about the three guardians. It is said the Queen appointed them and I think this really happened.

My sister and I speculate that the three guardians represent the specialists that Queen hired for Hugo while she was away on business. Dedan is speculated to be a surgeon based on his temper and excessive need for total order and demand everyone be efficient at their job. Japhet being a bird, dove, and loving books is probably a priest. Enoch would be a private chef. These three were left with explicit orders to keep an eye on Hugo, which is why they're called his friends in the notes. This would also make them opposing forces to Hugo's father and the hard decisions he has to make. One of those decisions is massive and we believe it is what manifests Batter for the first time.

It's the decision to unplug his terminally ill child from life support.

Now, I see a lot of speculation that Hugo bases Batter on Ballman. But I think that Batter is a dual manifestation of Ballman and Boxxer. This would make Batter both the hero and the villain, hence the choice at the end of the game.

This is what brings Judge into the mix. We speculate that Judge is Human Hugo's high consciousness, the one aware of the pain and suffering of the world. Judge thought Batter was a savior but after Hugo's death, he calls Batter a monster. If Batter is both hero and villain, it makes sense that Judge trusted him to help but was unaware this is the action that would taken. He had no clue that this was the only solution that Batter could see.

If Judge is Hugo and Batter is Hugo's father, then the truth that his father is taking him off life support would paint his father as a monster. A villain that is murdering him.

Meanwhile, Hugo's father had to live with that truth and the reality that it is his duty to keep his child from suffering. And the end stages of terminal illnesses are only suffering.

I feel this is why Hugo takes the form of an infant. Because a child, no matter how old, is always their parent's baby...

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Tim Drake Needs (Immuno)Therapy

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/vlhqo0n by alchemistsarego “I thought I had made my peace.” Tim said. “About your body?” Tim nodded, pulling at a thread in the blanket. “I knew I was… Um… You know…” “Dying?” Jason suggested. Tim’s breath caught and he looked up at Jason with wide eyes. It was one thing for Damian to say it, another thing for Tim to think it, but this was Jason. The crazy, messed up, loving, Jason. His older brother, his rock, his absolute pain in the ass of a coworker and friend. “You nearly fell off a building, Drakey-Boy.” Jason said. “After you coughed up blood. And before you had a fever that peaked at 107 because you always want to outdo the rest of us, you little shit. Your health is getting worse, not better. And it’s just going to keep getting worse.” “Yeah…” Tim mumbled. “Yeah, it will.” ----- Tim Drake's immune system is failing, every infection and illness chipping away at his body and his resolve. Jason thinks that he has found an immunotherapy that might help but that would involve Tim admitting not only that he needs the help, but actually accepting that he deserves the help too. Words: 1774, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 10 of What's A Little Bafam Without A Whole Lotta Trauma? Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Whump, Tim Drake Whump, Tim Drake's Missing Spleen, Vomiting, Illnesses, Passing Out, coughing up blood, Hospitalisation, Severe Illness, Chemotherapy, Tim Drake Needs a Hug, self harm through neglect, Past Child Neglect, self hate, Immuno Comprimised, Emotionally compromised too, Jason Todd is a good brother, Bruce Wayne is Trying, Near Death Experiences, Depression, Muscle Weakness, Fever, copious swearing because Jason is Jason read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/vlhqo0n

[residentialrabbit]

gosh i had meant to send this when i bought the game a week ago, but i want to thank you so much for the representation of Agender and Panromantic use. I'm also over the moon for seeing an immune compromised character it hit home so hard. I just really wanna thank you for all the rep cause this is the first game that ever truly made me feel represented. It was worth the price and i rec'd to all my friends

Very glad I could provide that for you! I always want people to feel the same feeling I got seeking myself in something.

Immuno compromised people got so over looked during the height of covid and even now "post" it that I wanted to give it some light within DJ's story's context.

[cljordan-imperium]

There I am...making a list of all chars and FC for the stories about humans I start posting next week. Bombs, Bodyguards, and Broken Artifacts....no problem. Got new sub-blog setup. Pics set aside to do editing this weekend. All good.

Then I went to Bending the Law. Now, one thing you need to understand is that I've been writing both of these since 2019 on and off while also writing hundreds of prequel chapters for Abriella and also a prequel for BBB. So I start to do the same thing for BTL and this sign goes off in my head...

Apparently at some point my brain had the amazing idea to bring in some characters from OTHER stories I've written as side characters...like the main one from BBB. SO...I am going to get to do some editing as I go because I am an idiot. I also somehow managed to drag Abriella in, but human form...I think this is when I was on immuno suppression therapy and why I don't write when that sick anymore. That I think I can fix rather easily though. We'll see. This will be exciting for me as it is for y'all to discover. SURPRISE!! 🙄😬🤦‍♀️

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[spiritgamevibe]

Cyberpunk: Edgerunners EP 2 - SGB Overview + Commentary

Overview:

Episode 2 begins with David trying to convince his Ripperdoc friend "Doc" to install the Sandevistan for him. After some resistance, he agrees to the process and David goes under the knife. After what looks like a grueling process, all is done, and David sets out to seek revenge on his classmate Katsuo.  

In the next scene, He walks right in to the class, kicks him off the chair, then outmaneuvers him to land a super-mean right hook that sends the creep flying against a tempered window, and breaking glass. Leaving Katsuo bloody and bruised, he then leaves and starts roaming the streets looking distraught, and for good reason. He later get on a local train, and off to his side he notices a girl moving back and forth, speedily inside the train, looking like she was up to something. 

As she walks behind him she quickhacks his neck socket. It spits out his memory card, and she grabs it. She's quick, and sly, but David has the big bad "Sandy". He instantly catches her stealing the chip in the middle of the act, grabbing her arm. Stunned, she then pulls him aside, and questions him about the incident. As soon as he lets his guard down, she grabs and turns him around holding Nano-Wire to his neck and scans him, figuring out he was wearing a Sandevistan.

Instead of giving him more trouble, she supposes that they should just work together robbing Arasaka suits. He agrees and they end up being a good team, having fun for several hours while cleaning carts dry of memory cards. 

They start to call it quits for the day, and David starts getting dizzy. He passes out with a bloody nose shortly after. In the next scene he's inside an ambulance with Lucy. The EMT turns out to be someone in league with Scavengers,  and took note of his expensive implant. The EMT then pulls out a gun to rob them. Lucy disarms them and they escape, jumping out of the ambulance using the wheeled operating table David rested on.

When they reach the end of the highway, she sees David throwing up, looking like he doesn't have much time left. He askes her to take him to "Docs", and they head out. When they arrive, Lucy scorns Doc about not giving him immuno-blockers, after which they trade some memory cards for David's Blockers and leave. After a brief chat they end up at Lucy's place, having a beer. Soon after she takes him to the moon via a special Braindance. They have a lot of fun, showing obvious signs of being interested in each other romantically.

Suddenly, the Braindance shuts down, and a huge Edgerunner named Maine grabs David. He hangs him upside down by his leg using one arm, and harasses him about the Sandevistan. The situation looks dire for David, indeed.

Episode End.

​COMMENTARY:

In this Ep we see David's character develop even further into what he will become. At the end of EP 1 it seemed as if David was ready to become a killer. Here in EP 2, we see him take some steps in that direction, although all he does is move more closely towards the criminal element of Night City, through petty crimes. His life is now correlated to that of his mothers more closely, and reflects one of the deeper tragedies of the Hood, that being the generational curse of not only poverty, but ties to the gang and street life.

We meet Lucy who's character becomes more complex as the EP goes on. We see both her good and bad side. She saved David, but then immediately puts him in danger with her Edgerunner crew. You can tell that Lucy was attracted to his innocence, as if energetically - he was the kind of person she wanted to be. An excellent play on gender dynamics, and the inherent nature of women as usually looking for a man who can "shape and mold them" into what they want to become. 

The themes of double-crossing and complex loyalties lie at the root of much of this series, showing the super shady side of Night City,  and it's human side as well. The fact that people want to care, but that an oppressive government hell bent on hyper-capitalism can almost always keep that from happening through social engineering,  is a lot of what the Cyberpunk genre deals with, and I think it's good the show honors that. 

​- Written by Howl Blake

Soundtrack:

“Like a Miracle” by Earth Trax “Code Red Initiated” by P.T. Adamczyk “Scavenger Hunt” by P.T. Adamczyk “Cyberwildlife Park” by Marcin Przybylowicz “Kevin” by Antigama “The Sacred and the Profane” by Paul Leonard-Morgan “History” by Gazelle Twin “Run to the Edge” by Marcin Przybylowicz and P.T. Adamczyk

[mothervvoid]

ik the way i talk abt tv girl is very doomer-ish in the sense that nisshoku is very depressing/sad during the parts where it's set in the present (in the prison) and i p much only mention her and compress bcos that's the only other character she can hang out w rn but it's like. it's not going to end with a happy oh everyone got released and society is magically fixed but its not like. going to end BADLY. right?? bcos its my wish-fulfillment fantasy fic. it's just dabi in the present bits is in a medically induced coma. and compress is immuno compromised (and so is dabi) bcos he decided to give himself an impromptu splenectomy so they can't interact rn or they'll trade infections like pokemon cards. honestly the bits that take place in the past are ironically lighter in tone despite the fact that it's about nisshoku falling further and further into villainy but its prolly bcos nisshoku herself is like. not depressed in those scenes. LMAO. IDK!!!! u will all see once its finished.

[the-firebird69]

They had them in this building and it's part of the complex and the Holocaust but it was not for prisoners and it was for people who are office workers and sometimes there are different races. Sometimes they get pulled out and they were saying it about my husband and the train was going by to get very upset and they couldn't take it anymore it's true. Did they going to put him back in there as a person doing business and we're saying no and he says I don't think so unless you never want to see that building again and they starting to get it he'll just blow it up and he will he says doesn't want to sit in a trinity house but it's not the same it's not people who are being executed it's not but it was familiar since they work for the Nazis and they get hit and she's not very happy with that either but these people are paying and they do it wrong and the more like for influencing it and it's going to change pretty soon. There's other things happening there's a bunch of movies in Vegas and they're triggered by the money and it's going to happen very soon and when would think the casino was the first and we don't think that's true it could be though because they tried going there to rob it many many times and it fails and it's misery and the clobbered and eventually they take it out after immuno runs through they do get some of it out of there though and creates and the military moves in and starts grabbing tons of people it is a class A maneuver and Olympus and us we're involved it's just really intense and it's starting with Lily who is trying to seduce my husband and that's what she's doing there it is an intense scenario

Hera Zues

I think we all know which movie was first and it's movies that are kind of tacit a little soft about Vegas and it might not be mine but it's one of the first in the lineup I'm interested in it because it seems that I get some money and it's in my house

Kim jong-il

That's fantastic use your real name well it's a character not really agent but my movies in there too I think it's the second one but it's not the second and sequence

Kim jong-un

Let's hope they didn't get it backwards again

We Chan Lynn

Very close guys very close keep it up and I said tons and tons and tons of motorcycles it's like 200,000 octillion and I heard the number of Harleys now I'm doubling production and we're going to increase it more and more and we're going to get in there and go after them and it's working the more bikes the more workers want to go on assignment and I mean it we're tearing up these idiots too and practically everybody declared war on the warlock it's all tired of all these killings everywhere it's making it too weird

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Today's disabled character of the day is Rhys from the Fire Emblem series, who is immunocompromised

Requested by Anon

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Drigka (Orc)

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Male Orc/Female Human Additional Tags: Exophilia, Monster Boyfriend, Orc, Orc Boyfriend Content Warning: Psoriasis, Psoriatic Arthritis, Disabled Character, Chronic Illness, Skin Condition, Physical Illness, Depression Words: 4183

Commissioned by @acahope311​​! A young woman in college breaks up with her boyfriend after his callous attitude toward her medical condition, she suddenly reunites with him years later. Please leave feedback!

Drigka had been your highschool sweetheart. The two of you had grown up together in the same small town and started dating in eighth grade. The puppy love the two of you had fostered over the course of your childhood turned into real love as you blossomed into adults. He was everything you could have ever hoped for in a partner. He was perfect. Everything was perfect.

Then, halfway into your second year of college, you got sick. At first, it was just a case of strep throat, but it didn’t explain the sudden rashes that developed on your body a few weeks later. The doctors simply thought it was stress from college causing hives, but after a few months, the symptoms got worse, becoming more like scales rather than human flesh, making you extremely self-conscious. Before, your weight had always made you feel very self aware, but you thought you wouldn’t complain about being overweight for the rest of your life if this skin condition would just go away.

It took almost a year and several rounds of testing to be diagnosed with plaque psoriasis. Then, you began having stiffness in your joints, pain when you walked, and constant aches all over. Another battery of tests revealed that your condition had the potential to evolve into psoriatic arthritis, and there wasn’t a cure for either condition.

You started on preventative anti-inflammatory medications and considered going on immuno-suppressants as well, with talks of the possibility of joint replacements in the future if treatments didn’t work. The entire ordeal put you in a deep depression and it was all you could do to complete the semester.

Drigka tried being supportive, but it was clear he couldn’t relate to you anymore. He had never been sick nor had he ever known anyone who had been sick, and as such, had no idea how to help you or what to do about it. Well, neither did you, but you didn’t have a choice in the matter.

A few months after the diagnosis, you could feel him pulling away. He didn’t take you out on dates anymore, whereas before he had always made it a point to make time for you, regardless of how busy he might have been. He stayed at work later, and started taking more overtime. He began screening your calls and leaving you on read. It made you feel even more anxious when he made excuses not to see you, and made your depression worse.

You were pretty sure he wanted to break up, as much as the thought hurt. You were getting tired of the anxiety of wondering when he would finally drop the bomb, and of him tiptoeing around you like you were made of glass, so eventually you decided to confront him.

It was then that he broke your heart.

He hadn’t meant to say it; it slipped out of his mouth in the heat of the moment during the ensuing fight, but once he said it, there was no taking it back.

“Look, I deserve to know if you’re going to break up with me!” You told him. “You’ve been avoiding me for weeks.”

“I haven’t been avoiding you, I’ve been busy!” He retorted, though he wasn’t looking you in the eye, and instead was focused on his work. “I’m not going to break up with you, will you stop being paranoid?”

“I’m not being paranoid!” You insisted, pulling the papers he was going over from his hands, making him look up at you angrily. He tried to reach for them but you held them away. “I’ve known you my whole life, Drigka. I know when you’re losing interest in something. Maybe you don’t want to admit it to yourself, but at least be honest with me.”

“I am being honest!” He said, standing abruptly. “Look, we’ve both just been stressed out, okay? I’m not losing interest. Do you want me to break up with you?”

“No! Of course not!”

“Then why are you harping on this?” He snatched his papers back out of your hands and sat back down. “I’m trying to get my work done, my thesis paper is due. Just leave me be for a while.”

“You asked me to come over, Drigka,” You reminded him in frustration. “You told me we were going to talk about things. But you’ve been ignoring me since I got here.”

“Because you don’t want to talk, you want to fight,” Drigka said dismissively, sitting back down at his desk.

“That’s not true! I wouldn’t be fighting with you if you’d actually sit down and have a conversation with me!”

“What do you want from me?” He shouted back. “I have my own life! I have my own problems! I can’t drop everything I’ve got going on to take care of you!”

“I’m not asking you to!” You shot back. “I’m just asking you to stop pretending everything is fine and ducking around me like I’m contagious! Acting like nothing is wrong is just making the problem worse!”

“Then you’re doing that on your own, because I don’t have a problem!” Drigka said, glaring at his work.

You sighed explosively. “If I’d known you were going to behave like this, I wouldn’t have come.”

He snorted derisively without looking up.“And if I’d known you were going to get sick and make that your whole life, I wouldn’t have asked you out in the first place.”

Your mouth fell open in shock and you actually stumbled backward, feeling as if you’d been stabbed in the gut. Tears prickled your eyes and you couldn’t find your voice. In the silence, he looked up and saw your face and sighed.

“Look, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m sorry, okay? Can we just--”

He stood up and reached for you, as if you hug you, but you darted out of his grasp. You shook your head slowly at him, the tears rolling down your face, and you backed away.

“I didn’t get sick on purpose, Drigka,” You said softly. “This isn’t something I’m doing to you.”

“No, I know that--”

“Am I inconvenient?” You asked him in a venomous undertone. “Are my health problems an inconvenience to you, Drigka? Is me being sick and sad a bother?”

“Babe, I said I was sorry--” He said impatiently. He reached again, and you ducked him.

“Don’t touch me,” You spat.

“I’m trying to apologize,” He said, folding his arms, a scowl on his face. “Calm down for a second and listen to me.”

“You don’t even know what you’re apologizing for, do you? You just want me to stop being mad at you. Let me save you the trouble and save myself from the headache of waiting for you to do it: I’m breaking up with you.”

“What?” Drigka said, scoffing. “Seriously? Just like that?”

“Yeah, just like that,” You said, folding your arms over your chest.

He looked at you incredulously. “So ten years of dating means nothing to you? Twenty years of being friends? Just because you’re mad?”

“When did I ever say it didn’t mean anything to me?!” You retorted. “The problem isn’t even that you don’t understand, it’s that you’re not even trying to understand! Maybe it’s best we don’t talk again until you do.” You turned and walked toward the door.

“So you’re shutting me out? Completely?” Drigka said in disbelief. “You’re not even giving me a chance?”

“I gave you plenty of chances, Drigka,” You said. “Every time I asked to spend time with you and you made an excuse, every time I ignored my pain to listen to all of your troubles, every time I expected a shred of concern from you but all I got was disinterest and disappointment, those were your chances. It’s not my fault you failed.” You turned back to look at his furious face for a final time. “Admit it: you’re not mad that I broke up with you. You’re mad you didn’t do it first.”

And then you left.

The first few months after the breakup were hard, especially because he kept texting and calling. He vacillated between being hostile and apologetic, insisting that you were overreacting and if you’d just listen to him, he could explain. Eventually, you blocked his number and deleted him from all your social media. It was when you made plans to transfer to another school in another state that he finally got the message.

What he’d said hadn’t just hurt you, it made you feel like a burden; like getting sick hadn’t just ruined your life, but his life as well. You felt guilty and ashamed of yourself, even though you knew it was just something that happened and wasn’t really anyone’s fault. There was no one to blame, but there was an instinct to try and blame someone, and it was easiest to blame yourself. Drigka’s words made that blame seem justified.

Six years had passed since the two of you split, and you had settled as well as you could into life after college and in a new town. You’re symptoms were well managed and you hadn’t yet developed any severe arthritis problems, and the doctors were optimistic about your long term prognosis. The new medications and therapy was working wonders. You still had flare-ups and days of fatigue, but you were doing better than you could have hoped.

You were working in a forensic accounting firm and the boss was understanding about your condition, letting you work from home on days when you felt like going into the office would be too difficult. He suffered from Crohn’s Disease himself, so he was intimately familiar with how sudden chronic illnesses could strike. You felt extremely fortunate to find this position; you’d had a few jobs before this that weren’t quite as understanding, and it was extremely disheartening to hear your boss and coworkers dismissing your condition as not a big deal.

You still thought of Drigka from time to time. He had been your best friend since you were babies and your first love. You hadn’t dated anyone since breaking up with him, partly because you’d been too busy, and partly because… well… what he’d said stuck with you. What if the next person thought your condition was a burden, too? Those words had echoed in your heart and mind ever since and it always made you feel like garbage. You didn’t know if you could handle hearing it a second time.

About a month after starting your new job, your boss called you into his office.

“Ah, I’m glad you’re here,” Mr. Bronston said, looking up. “A representative from the car dealership will be here with the internal accounts. He thinks someone in his team has been embezzling money and needs someone to do the forensics. Are you up for that?”

“Of course,” You said immediately, taking the invoice from him and scanning it. “Do they have a suspect yet?”

“No, but their books definitely aren’t adding up. There’s a deficit of about three hundred thousand.”

Your head rocked back in shock. “Whoa.”

“They’ve been taking small amounts over a long period of time, so it must be one of the senior associates.”

“So not the representative, then? Didn’t you say he was a new employee?”

“Yep, he was hired a few months ago. He’s actually the one who caught the discrepancies.” A knock on the door interrupted him. “That’s probably him now.”

Mr. Bronston walked to the door and opened it, and your heart dropped into your shoes.

He looked different than when you last saw him, but you’d have recognized him no matter what he wore or how he presented himself. The familiar orc man standing at the door was wearing a fitted grey suit rather than his normal jeans and t-shirt. His long hair, which he’d normally let fall free back in college, was pulled tight and braided elegantly behind his back. His face, which paled with shock when he saw you, was just as handsome as it had always been.

You felt as if you’d been punched in the gut. Seeing him now when you’d just found your stride was nothing short of infuriating.

“Hello, Drigka,” You said with a frustrated sigh, staring at him dryly.

“...hi,” He replied in a small, startled voice.

Mr. Bronston looked between the two of you in surprise. “Do you know each other?”

“...we dated,” You told him flatly.

“Oh,” Your boss said, frowning. “Do you need me to take you off this account?”

You sighed and contemplated saying yes, but this was the first big case you’d been assigned. This would be a perfect opportunity to show Mr. Bronston how professional you could be.

“No, it’s fine,” You said. “As long as he can keep personal matters out of it, I have no problems working on the account with him.”

“If you’re sure,” Mr. Bronston said, putting a hand on your shoulder sympathetically. “But if you change your mind, do tell me.”

“Yes, sir,” You said, smiling gratefully at him. Mr. Bronston was a fatherly type and you felt thankful for his generosity. You turned to Drigka and the smile faded. “Do you have the records with you?”

Drigka jumped as if goosed and motioned to his briefcase. “Yes, I have them here.”

“Then let’s go over them in my office,” You said, not looking forward to spending time with him alone. “If you’ll follow me.”

Drigka gulped but trailed behind you as you walked back to your office. You could feel his eyes on you, boring a hole in the back of your head. You opened the door and stepped aside to let him in.

“Now, show me the discrepancies you found and I’ll start on the framework.”

“Uh… yeah, sure,” He said, sitting on the chair across from your desk and opening his briefcase. “Several vehicles have been sold for a few hundred dollars less than the asking price, but several customers have told us that they are paying the full amount without discounts, so the money has gone somewhere and we can’t find it. The problem is we can’t pinpoint it to one individual, since the cars were all sold by different salespeople.”

“Could multiple people be at fault?”

“I certainly hope not. It would mean that everyone at the dealership is involved,” Drigka said, frowning.

“Unlikely, but it could be one or two, or possibly a team,” You said, rifling through the papers. “Did they have an internal accountant before you were hired?”

“No, one of the salespeople was handling the books.That’s part of the problem, the accounts were a mess. I had to call every single person who bought a car from that lot in the last five years to get accurate details.” He grimaced and sighed. “It was a nightmare.”

“Okay, well, I’ll start making a spreadsheet,” You said, laying the papers out in order. “It won’t take long, I’m a fast typer.”

“I remember,” He said with a slight smile.

As you worked, he sat quietly, but you couldn’t help noticing how he kept looking at you surreptitiously.

“How are you?” He asked after a few minutes.

You paused and looked at him over your glasses. “Fine,” You answered shortly.

“How’s your condition been?”

“Managed.”

“Do you--”

“Drigka,” You said curtly. “I don’t want to talk about personal matters at work.”

He nodded diffidently. “Right, of course.” He placed his elbows against the edge of your desk, clasping and unclasping his fingers. “I don’t supposed I could persuade you to have dinner with me tomorrow evening, for old time’s sake?”

“No,” You said, concentrating on your work and not looking at him. “I have a full day tomorrow and I won’t have the energy for dinner.”

“Do they pile on the workload here?” He asked, attempting a casual smile.

“No,” You replied, glancing at him. “I have physical therapy and a dermatology procedure scheduled tomorrow.”

“Oh, I see,” He replied. “Do you still not drive?”

“It’s not that I don’t drive, it’s that I don’t see the point of owning a car when I can walk to work and the grocery store just fine.”

“Isn’t it bad for you to walk with pre-arthritis?”

“It can be if I’m not careful, but I take precautions.”

“I could drive you,” He said. “To your appointments. I don’t mind.”

“I’ve already got the ride-share service booked.”

“Cancel it.”

“It’ll be all day.”

“I’m fine with that.”

Your hands stopped typing and glared at Drigka. “Why are you doing this?”

“I just… I just wanted to talk. And apologize. You said we shouldn’t talk again until I understood why I was saying sorry. I think I understand now.”

“Really?” You said, folding your arms doubtfully. “And why is that?”

He sighed heavily. “About two years after we broke up, I contracted Mono. The kissing disease, you know? I got a pretty severe case: in addition to the normal symptoms, I also got rashes and an enlarged liver. My throat hurt so bad that I didn’t eat and I lost a bunch of weight. It lasted for months. I felt like I was going to die, but everyone around me laughed at me and asked me why I was making such a big deal about such a normal illness and told me to suck it up and get over myself. My boss actually got angry and fired me because he accused me of using the illness to slack off.” He looked at you with a contrite expression. “I thought of you and I wondered, ‘Is this what I sounded like? Was I this callous? It’s no wonder she was so mad at me.’ I wanted to apologize, but I didn’t know how to get ahold of you anymore.”

“So you got something like the flu and now you think you understand?” You said brusquely.

He shook his head. “No, I know I don’t. But I do know it’s hard to live a normal life or be happy when no one is understanding to your struggles. I do get that part now. And I’m sorry for what I said. It was stupid and selfish and it never should have even crossed my mind, let alone come out of my mouth. It was a shitty thing to do to my best friend and the woman I loved. And I’m really, really sorry.”

With your arms still folded, you sat back in your chair. “Just because you apologized doesn’t mean I have to forgive you.”

“I know,” He replied.

You chewed the inside of you lip pensively. “I have to be at physical therapy at nine in the morning, and the dermatologist’s office at eleven. Is that fine with you?”

He perked up. “Yeah, sure. What procedure are you having done?”

“I’m having a pre-cancerous mole removed.”

“Ah, I see,” He replied. “Skin cancer is more likely for psoriasis sufferers because of the chronic inflammation.”

“How do you know that?”

“I read some literature about it.”

“Hmm,” You unfolded your arms and started typing again. “Can we get back to work now?”

“Yeah, of course,” He replied, seemingly more comfortable.

The next day, he arrived at your apartment with a light breakfast and a smile. It reminded you of the early days of your relationship with him and you smiled in reminiscence.

Physical therapy started with massaging lotion into your skin before doing various exercises to keep your joints loose. Drigka sat patiently in the waiting room until you were done, and then took you to the dermatology office. He went with you into the examination room and even held your hand while they numbed the affected area with a local anesthetic and removed the mold, sending it off to be biopsied. It was just after lunchtime by the time it was done.

“Are you hungry?” He asked. “You only had a small breakfast. We can drop off your prescription at the pharmacy and get some lunch, if you’d like.”

“Sure,” You said. “Although, I don’t know many places yet. I just moved here a month ago.”

“Really?” He said with a smile. “I’ve been here for about a year. It’s amazing we haven’t run into each other yet.”

You snorted. “In a city this size? I doubt we’d have run into each other if we’d lived here our whole lives.”

He laughed. “Do you still like Thai food? There’s a really good place nearby that I think you’ll like. I’m a regular there.”

Your brows furrowed. “But you don’t really like Thai food.”

He shrugged and side-smiled. “Yeah, but since it was your favorite, it reminded me of you, so I developed a taste for it.”

You smiled softly to yourself. You almost forgot how sweet he’d been to you when you were together.

Lunch was delicious, and the two of you sat there for what seemed like hours, catching up on what had been happening these last six years and reminiscing about the past. At some point you realized his hand was covering yours. He went silent and stared at the table.

“I’ve missed you,” He said softly. “I regret the way I treated you after you were diagnosed. I was an idiot and I took you for granted and I’ll never forgive myself for that.” He looked up at you. “I’m not arrogant enough to ask for your forgiveness, or even for a second chance to be with you, but… can we be friends again?”

You sighed and linked your fingers with him. “Friends sounds nice, but you’re going to have to earn it. At least another thirty lunches. Maybe even delivery on demand.”

He grinned widely. “Deal.”

He’d been incredibly supportive and caring in the weeks after you’d reconnected, buying you expensive specialty lotions and giving you massages, reigniting your desire for him. Whether he was doing it with that intent in mind, you weren’t sure, but you were enjoying the attention all the same.

It was a month later when you kissed him again. The two of you were celebrating closing the embezzlement case: it had been a team of three salespeople working together to skim money from the company, and they were all fired. You’d earned a huge commission for closing the case and you treated him to dinner for the first time. When he escorted you home, you kissed his lips, surprising him.

“Do you want to come in?” You asked him.

“Very much,” He replied, pulling off his tie as he crossed the threshold into your apartment.

The two of you shed your clothes as you made your way to the bedroom. He laughed when he looked at your bed.

“You still have that awful cheetah print comforter,” He said, grinning.

“It was a gift,” You said, pulling his hair out of it’s glossy braid. “And it’s comfy and warm. It’d be a waste to get rid of it just because it’s a little ugly.”

He snorted and kissed you again, lifting you up and wrapping your legs around his waist. He entered you while holding you up, then eased onto the bed while inside you. He lay you down on the pillows and began to thrust, moving in that circular way that he knew you liked. No one knew you like he did. You reached up and touched his nipples, circling and flicking them with your fingertips, and he groaned. You dug your heels into his ass to encourage him to speed up, and he obliged, smacking his body into yours.

“I missed you, too,” You told him. You’d been careful never to talk about your relationship in the past with him or your feelings toward him after the breakup, but it felt right to do it now. “I never forgot you. I was angry, but I still loved you. I’ll always love you.”

“Oh, honey,” He breathed against the skin of your collarbone. “I love you so much.”

He thrust hard and fast, and you could feel him pulsing inside you, close to his peak. You cried out as the wave of pleasure hit you and your body tensed all over. He grunted, thrust three times, and stopped, his hips jerking, groaning with each spasm, before growing still, perched up on his hands while still inside. Slowly, he lowered his body on top of yours.

“I love you,” He said again, though it was sleepy-sounding and slightly muffled as his mouth was squished sideways on your chest.

You laughed softly through your nose. “I love you, too, Drigka.”

He picked himself up with a grunt and looked down at your face. “Does this mean we can start over?”

You nodded. “Yeah. If you want to.”

“I want to,” He said. “All I’ve thought about for these last six years was seeing you again. I won’t make the same mistakes I made.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

“Okay. But you still have a lot of forgiveness to earn, you know.”

He smiled at you fondly. “Whatever you wish, honey. You’re stuck with me.”

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by alchemistsarego “I thought I had made my peace.” Tim said. “About your body?” Tim nodded, pulling at a thread in the blanket. “I knew I was… Um… You know…” “Dying?” Jason suggested. Tim’s breath caught and he looked up at Jason with wide eyes. It was one thing for Damian to say it, another thing for Tim to think it, but this was Jason. The crazy, messed up, loving, Jason. His older brother, his rock, his absolute pain in the ass of a coworker and friend. “You nearly fell off a building, Drakey-Boy.” Jason said. “After you coughed up blood. And before you had a fever that peaked at 107 because you always want to outdo the rest of us, you little shit. Your health is getting worse, not better. And it’s just going to keep getting worse.” “Yeah…” Tim mumbled. “Yeah, it will.” ----- Tim Drake's immune system is failing, every infection and illness chipping away at his body and his resolve. Jason thinks that he has found an immunotherapy that might help but that would involve Tim admitting not only that he needs the help, but actually accepting that he deserves the help too. Words: 1774, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 10 of What's A Little Bafam Without A Whole Lotta Trauma? Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Whump, Tim Drake Whump, Tim Drake's Missing Spleen, Vomiting, Illnesses, Passing Out, coughing up blood, Hospitalisation, Severe Illness, Chemotherapy, Tim Drake Needs a Hug, self harm through neglect, Past Child Neglect, self hate, Immuno Comprimised, Emotionally compromised too, Jason Todd is a good brother, Bruce Wayne is Trying, Near Death Experiences, Depression, Muscle Weakness, Fever, copious swearing because Jason is Jason via https://ift.tt/vlhqo0n