#sana sana colita de rana si no sana hoy sanará mañana

[ane-doodles]

I have commissions, sketches and prompts that I want to draw... but my tummy hurts... noooooooo

[galadrielspeaks]

woke up with that sore throat you get that doesn’t go away when you drink the day’s first sip of water. just put me in the dirt already

[oddballwriter]

moon boys w/ a reader who has real bad cramps on their period ?

Warnings: Reader's pronouns or gender are never mentioned but they do have afab anatomy and experience periods and the symptoms. Mentions of severe period cramps

Author’s Snip: I'm not on my period yet this month but I know it's starting

I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! And don’t be afraid to request.

Steven Grant

I said this before in a post regarding them taking care of a partner while they are on their period but Steven is extremely doting to you when and if you're having a bad time with your period

Steven is honestly just your bellboy for the day, he's willing to get you anything you need and have anything ready for you

Heating pad? Of course. Water and painkillers? He'll be right back with them and maybe something for your stomach to help it sit in your stomach and take affect

He will gladly drop everything to come cuddle you if it brings you comfort

Steven is the softest out of the three and will do everything from rubbing your stomach to soothe the pain. If you get pain in your back (like I do) he'd give it a little massage

Honestly sometimes after a bad cramp you pass out and take a nap so feel free to nap on him too

Marc Spector

He learns what you usually need/get for when you have your cramps so that when you get them he can get them for you and you can lay down to rest/settle it past

Though he lies and says it's so you don't constantly ask for things

He won't touch you unless you want him to. For all he knows, being touched might be the last thing you want rn

But if you want, he will lay down with you and cuddle with you, holding your heating pad in place for you, and just being with you

Depending on where you've nested yourselves, you guys either watch TV or he just talks so that your mind can be off the pain

Jake Lockley

He also gets you everything in one go, cuddles with you wherever you've settled yourself in, and dotes on you, but he's cheeky about it

When he's rubbing your stomach to easy the pain he does “Sana sana colita de rana, si no sanas hoy, sanarás mañana”

Just does things to help you laugh and take your mind off the pain

He also takes care of all the chores that you were intending on doing so that you can relax and not need to do them later

"You just focus on resting, okay."

[down4caitlin]

Sana, sana, colita de rana

Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana 🎶🎶🫶🏽

[specialinterestshows]

Damian Priest’s girlfriend, Lucia, helps you recover from your abusive girlfriend Rhea Ripley’s brutality in the latest chapter of my reader x OC fic, Left To Face This Together (based on my amazing boyfriend @domripley ‘s fic Left To Face This Alone.)

Warnings for this section: Domestic violence/abusive relationship mention, bruising, swelling, pain, hurt/comfort, pining

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Left To Face This Alone Together (Part 3 of ?): Healing Spell

“Oh honey,” Lucia tenderly held your bruised hand in hers, gently wiping the tears that ran from your poorly-concealed swollen eye.

“It’s n-not as bad as it looks,” you said, stifling a sob.

The two of you had been thrown together in Damian’s apartment while the Judgment Day celebrated a victory over some enemy or other. Rhea had decided to keep you out of the public eye after what she’d done to your face last night - after shutting a door on your hand, no less. You’d been thinking about it since it happened, but tears hadn’t sprung forth until you saw Lucia’s genuine concern over your condition.

“One moment,” she said as she stood, carefully letting go of your hand.

After disappearing into the kitchen, Lucia came back with two cold packs that looked fresh out of the freezer and a pair of kitchen towels. Sitting back down by your side, she wrapped the packs in the towels and handed you one that you immediately brought up to your eye. Lucia placed the other gingerly on your injured hand as she held it again. The pressure made you wince for a second and she removed the cold pack immediately, setting your hand down on her knee. Before you could pull away, she set the towel-wrapped pack against the bruise again with one hand and trailed her fingertips along your arm with the other, saying:

“Sana, sana, colita de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana.”

It was oddly soothing and felt almost like a spell, given how soon the pain began to recede - but that could also be because this was the most tender and loving way you had been touched in months. It was almost too much; you weren’t quite sure how to respond. So you simply sat quietly, letting Lucia’s melodic voice wash over you as she hummed a tune you didn’t recognize and continued caressing your arm.

Still, the feeling tugged at you that you were doing something wrong by allowing someone to be kind to you. Or, maybe, the feeling was because your face had warmed since the moment Lucia put your hand on her leg, even with the cold pack over your eye. You couldn’t stop glancing over at her, taking in her soulful, perfectly-lined brown eyes, the curve of her nose - adorned by a little silver ring in one nostril - and her plump lips, shiny with some sort of gloss.

Lucia looked up after a while, noticing the way you looked at her and looking back down immediately, shifting on the couch as her cheeks flushed and her hand stopped moving. Your gaze suddenly felt unintentionally predatory because of her response, and you wished you hadn’t been staring.

“Sorry,” you muttered quickly, regret souring your stomach.

“No, no… it’s fine,” she replied, smiling but still a bit flustered, “I’m just… not used to being looked at… like that.”

“Like what?” you asked.

“With a… softness. Like you… actually care about me,” she gave a nervous chuckle.

“I do care about you,” you admitted.

A split-second of happiness passed over Lucia’s face, quickly chased away by a panic that made her pull away from you. You felt another wave of regret, realizing you hadn’t been speaking as the characters the two of you used as your proxies.

“The care of a knight is nothing to fear, my lady,” you said as calmly as you could, trying to amend your mistake, “Care is in our nature, as it is in yours. Adventurer though you may be, it seems you studied under an apothecary, correct?”

Lucia visibly relaxed at the question, peeking out at you again from a curtain of dark hair.

“Studied to be one, yes,” she nodded after a moment of thought, shifting to face you again.

“Lucky for me,” you replied, looking down at your hand with your uninjured eye. “The incantation earlier helped as well.”

“That’s just a… beginner’s healing spell,” Lucia replied, “The apothecaries didn’t teach me much before-“

Her phone suddenly chimed on the table nearby and she picked it up as if failing to do so might end the world, stress tensing her body as she read the message.

“Time to cook,” Lucia sighed, standing up quickly.

“Can I help?” you asked, momentarily forgetting about your condition; the confused look you received reminded you.

“Right, uh, nevermind,” you mumbled, embarrassed as you shifted the ice pack on your eye.

“You can help with… the flavor?” Lucia offered, elaborating as she mentally translated her thoughts, “I can give you a bite… and you tell me if it’s good?”

“Sure,” you replied with a smile, “I can taste-test.”

She pointed emphatically, a gleam in her eye as her knit brow relaxed and she smiled wider than you’d ever seen, “Yes! Taste-test!”

Lucia muttered the term to herself a few more times as she tied up her long hair, continuing her walk to the kitchen and leaving you with butterflies as you thought over and over again about the way she looked when her face lit up with excitement.

[end chapter three]

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Tag list (thank you!)

@domripley , @falloutboy-lover , @sinderellanightshade

[pirrusstuff]

* Buck falls and scrapes his knee*

Eddie: make way I'm a medic!

Chim: Why does he always act like that when Buck gets hurt, even slightly?

Hen: I wonder the same.

Eddie *kneeling on the floor next to Buck*: Are you okey my love?

Buck: It hurts a little but I'm f-

Eddie *puts hand on the injured knee*: sana sana colita de rana si no sana hoy sanará mañana *mwha*

Chim: He just said 'heal heal frog's ass if it doesn't heal today it will heal tomorrow'?

Hen: yep.

Chim: Okey...

[cokowiii]

*Kisses ur wrist* sana que sana colita de rana, si no sana hoy sanará mañana

my mom used to say this to me

[thedomesticanthropologist]

Allow me to chant my people's spell for booboos and bumps. Ajem

Sana sana, colita de rana

Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana.

Apply as needed ✨

😭💕💕💕that's adorable I love it

[the-real-loser-otaku-girl]

I'll use my Mexican shamanism to heal you!

Sana sana sana~

Colita de rana~

Si no sanas hoy~

Sanarás mañana~

Don't translate it, it will make 0 sense

Ty o kind one

[devine-fem]

eddie’s healing is slow because of his weird bio chemistry, his blood is almost gasoline based so he cant see normal doctors, imagine he gets hurt? what is jaime supposed to do?

he could fly him to the nearest hospital and hope something could be done and if not he calls up someone, anyone with the smarts to tackle it. if they do and jaime comes in while eddie’s resting… he sits next to his bed, “Sana sana colita de rana, si no sana hoy, sanará mañana,” he sings, just to make himself feel better.

[quensty]

sana sana colita de rana si no sanas hoy sanarás mañana

[coleoffduty]

You are high key unhinged.

I've never seen someone build a whole theory frothing at the mouth out of nothing. Hope you get the help you need and hope you have a steady readership one day and struggle less.

not you trying to seem above all the shit you stirred up in my inbox. what a hero complex.

but since you’re concerned— i’m good with keeping a small circle over on niche-uncle fucking-fics.com as i’m doing what you can’t do: having a fulfilling life offline and getting a real bag from writing. sana, sana, colita de rana. si no sanas hoy, sanarás mañana.

[manneatcrarc]

stupid mobile hc of the day: in any verse where dama speaks spanish she 100% is going to sing/mutter that cute little healing frog rhyme whenever your muse gets hurt (may or may not apply to actually serious injuries, depending on the the vibe lol)

What’s the cute little healing frog rhyme, Sara? I’m so glad you asked ❤️

Sana sana colita de rana, si no sanas hoy, sanarás mañana (Heal, heal, little frog's tail. If you don't heal today, you will heal tomorrow.)

Is this meant to help calm little kids down? You bet. Does she care that your muse is (likely) a grown ass adult? Nope lol

[kusatta]

" sana, sana, colita de rana. si no sana hoy, sanará mañana. " he rubs his hand over the girl's knees, where she had fell & skidded on them earlier. " there. feel better ? " / @sasouken, eri.

[distortionenby]

✌ for language day asks

✌ : favourite proverb/saying from your language

Me tienta decir la obvia opción de "sana sana, potito/colita de rana. Si no sana hoy, sanará mañana" porque es tan extraño si uno se pone a pensarlo.

Pero voy a ir por el que más uso porque me gusta tanto:

"A gustos, colores". También lo he escuchado como "para gustos, colores", o "para gustos hay colores". Se refiere a que hay algo para todos. Si te gusta un cosa, seguro hay algo para tí. Y siendo el espectro de color tan amplio, implica que hay infinidad de gustos. Y eso está bien, en mi opinión.

[archipelagolago]

Sana sana colita de rana. si no sanas hoy, sanarás mañana

^^ 4 the troubles

Muchísimas gracias!! Te agradezco mucho! Las cosas se van mejorando, ojalá que sigamos así 🤞