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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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Prompt 136
 There is a small child floating in the Watchtower. 
They’re visibly not human, a too-big cloak of purple (what shade no one knows, all they can describe about the cloak is purple, nothing else) hanging from them as big Lazarus-green eyes glare down in something of a pout. The child huffs, blowing white hair out of their face despite it shimmering and shifting on its own already. 
How the child, inhuman or not, found their way into the Watchtower- without setting off an alarm no less- is a concern. A very large concern, but it can wait because there is a four-year old (if the child is the equivalent of a human child that is) at oldest staring down at them. 
 “Do you know where the speedsters are?” the child piped up after an awkward stare-down, none of the league members present quite sure what to do in this situation. It was probably around time to call Batman… or they could call Flash instead. 
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stealingpotatoes · 6 months
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Every time I think I get excited about you and think you can’t get cooler you do!! I love the love for Sister!!!
how can anyone NOT love sister!!! she's the reason for the single greatest scene in all of star wars literature!!
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splashtqil · 1 year
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wow look at these two good friends! what could ever go wrong
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artbyanca · 4 months
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Apollo showing baby Asclepius some healing herbs.
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*swings legs* some SAGAU thoughts for when you're sick
it's been raining for days.
no one's sure what caused the sudden flood- normally Liyue's storms were quick and short, unless an Adeptus or God had some part in it- but this time it continued for weeks, the rainwater soaking into the soil and pooling in crevices, the canals of the Harbor overflowing into the streets. the people grow worried, turning to the Qixing who have no solutions, and the hidden Rex Lapis investigates in the shadows and uncovers nothing.
Childe simply watches the rain in silence, leaning against the cave wall, the horns of his Foul Legacy form lightly clacking against the damp stone. unlike the rest, he knows the source of the downpour- but it doesn't make it any less worrying.
there's a soft groan behind him, and Childe's head jerks towards the mound of blankets on the floor, hurrying to kneel beside the figure buried beneath the covers- the Creator, his God.
you.
how long have you been sick for? too long- far too long for anyone, but there's not much either of you can do, with the entire nation and beyond hunting for your head. his claws brush your forehead, a low whine slipping from his fanged maw when he feels it burning, just as it was the day before. the Abyss in him howls for revenge- to strike down those who hurt you, those who chased you away, those who forced you to hide in a dark, cold cavern- but a shuddering gasp from you quiets his desire for blood, cooling it to soft, fluttering concern in his chest. your eyes, previously screwed shut in pain, crack open as you look dazedly at Childe's Foul Legacy.
"Ajax...?"
ah. his God uttering his true name in such a gentle tone would normally make his heart soar, but now it simply makes him whimper, knowing you can barely see him through the haze of your sickness. your hand extends out from under the blankets, weakly grasping one of his claws, and in a moment of solemn, fretful reverence, he brings it to his mouth and presses his version of a kiss to your too-warm skin. you shift, attempting to scoot closer, and Childe carefully scoops you and the covers into his arms, resting his chin atop your head as you curl against his chest.
you let out a wracking cough, and Childe has to hold back a sob, instead focusing on purring smoothly to help you sleep, talons mindful of the injuries and bruises that litter your body.
holding his God close, Childe quietly watches the rain thin slightly as you find comfort in his hold.
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fandomunsexyman · 5 months
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SVSSS is a novel with a fandom.
[ID: A Scum Villain edit of the "missing the point" meme. A bullet arcs from velinxi art of child Shen Jiu kneeling while furiously glaring. The bullet says, "People are not entirely one thing or the other and holding them to these extremes ignores the complexities that come with their humanity." It arcs over the head of a person across from it, who ignores the bullet and exclaims: "Wow!! Shen Jiu's only crime was being mean and was wrongly hated!" End ID]
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zishuge · 4 months
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Hey... what were Old Ning and Beauty talking about in the inn just now? Why did his expression change? A Journey to Love (2023) | Ep. 7
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hbfengxi · 1 year
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thinking about neteyam, and how he kept getting things stolen from him all his life.
about how the inherited mischief that came with being the son of jake sully was ripped away from him when his grandmother smiled and declared you will be a great chief one day;
im thinking about how he was robbed of the future he grew up trying so hard to be worthy of—about the fifteen years of his past he had to leave behind as they walked away from their clan;
im thinking about his trinkets, necklaces and visors and arm guards, some lovingly given, some secretly collected, some clumsily made, gathering time in a box he will never open again;
i’m thinking about eldest children, and how they learn early on to scavenge for pieces of themselves that aren’t tainted by the curse of having to grow up faster;
and im thinking about how young neteyam must have been to know when to perform as a good son, a strong warrior, a worthy chief-to-be, and how he must have felt so lost when nobody answered his question of when he could stop;
how he must have always secretly wished he could get away from the chains that bound him to his duties, from all of it;
(i’m thinking about how neteyam’s last words were dad i want to go home i want to go home—)
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furiousgoldfish · 4 months
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I finally caved in and started using pain medicine to deal with the pain. This was a very hard thing for me to do, because for the most of my life, I believed that I both didn't deserve any medicine, and that it was bad for me.
Thinking back, my family used a lot of medicine daily, but when I was sick, I was told to 'work through it' or that my immune system had to be strong enough to take it. I wasn't even taken to the doctor unless there was a culmination of multiple issues at once. Even when taken to the doctor, I've been told over and over what a burden I was, how much of their time I was wasting, and how I got sick on purpose.
I became convinced that if I wanted to be healthy, I would bear any sickness without the help of doctors or medicine. This conviction became so strong that if I was forced to take any medicine, I would have a volatile reaction, start having a complete breakdown or immediately get sicker. I started believing that my body is resistant to medicine and breaks down if any is introduced. It was more likely that I was hanging onto my belief that I had to be 'strong enough to survive anything without medicine' so much, that if this got violated, I would psychologically break down and believe myself weak and broken permanently.
As an adult, I would take medicine only when pain was such high level it was unbearable and pushing me into suicidal thoughts. And lately, I've been having lots of that, pain so severe it would paralyze me completely, I wouldn't be able to speak or think, I would even end up making noises, which, I was trained not to do, even when tortured. There was an instance where I was in so much pain I couldn't control my hands enough to take medicine, and found myself having to ask someone else to give it to me - which was horrifying to me. And I finally realized, I can't wait that long. I have to take the medicine before it gets to such extreme levels.
So, I am slowly letting go of my ideas that medicine will make me weak or mess with my immune system. I'm looking up what medicine does to the body and for the first time, seeing realistically what the risks are, what is happening inside of me if I take any, what are the possible side-effects, what will it truly do to my immune system. The entire process is extremely scary, because I built so much of my identity on that perceived toughness and 'medicine is bad' mindset. Just casually learning that I've been wrong about everything for all of my life is a lot to swallow. But I can't live like this anymore. I can't stand any more of the pain. Even if medicine will give me some mild side effects, or is a bit tough on my stomach, taking it responsibly will not give me any permanent damage. It will keep me alive through the pain and make it survivable. I can't live in an amount of pain that is making me suicidal.
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cemeterything · 1 year
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patting myself on the back for enforcing the most basic of boundaries with my mother by refusing to talk to her until tomorrow after she tried to insist on calling me for the fourth time today in as many hours because i'm sick and she wants to "check up" on me. this is why i don't talk to you unless i have to!!! because you'll use any excuse to be up in my business every 5 minutes and make me feel like you think i'm 2 years old and incapable of taking care of myself!!!
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talleryn · 1 month
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I can’t remember where I saw this but something something Katniss names her daughter Willow
And this makes sense to me right?
Bc it’s a nod to the Under the Willow part of the song she sings
But also I think it’s in homage to Prim wanting to be a healer and help people, because willow bark can be used as a painkiller (it’s what’s used in aspirin)
So in naming her daughter Willow, Katniss is honouring her sister’s dream of easing people’s pain, which is a quality in Prim that Katniss was really proud of.
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carefulfears · 1 year
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dana scully is the realest character ever because she’s a failure of her own creation
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annasellheim · 14 days
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Next part- my ladybug
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emanation-aura · 1 year
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I think Baizhu and Sucrose should meet.
Dr. “everyone says my medicine tastes too bitter” Baizhu and Alchemist “I have an obsession with increasing the sweetness capacity of Sweet Flowers” Sucrose.
Inspired by the Haw Flakes those Chinese doctors give you to take with their bitter herbal concoctions, but Sucrose is the supplier, because she can pack ultra dense high fructose sweet flower powder into small flakes because of the absurdly high yields she has on her Sweet Flowers. Bubu Pharmacy, already well respected, shoots up in popularity with everyone because of the new Bitterness Mitigation treat they offer for Dr. Bai’s most foul-tasting medicines. In turn, Baizhu negotiates, in Liyuen fashion, a tidy contract with his supplier, and Sucrose now has so much extra funding for her experiments, gosh, she doesn’t even have to siphon funds from Mondstadt’s taxpayers anymore, she can devote her full attention to Sweet Flower Optimisation without worrying about her productivity in alchemical pursuits for the average citizen.
When word of this “Sucrose Sweet” gets around via Liyue, the trading port of Teyvat, suddenly everyone in and around Teyvat wants to buy from her (it even gets the attention of the Abyss Order, somehow). Akademiya scholars come to study her sweet flower specimens. Jean bans the sweet in Mondstadt because holy shit Sucrose, every child with unrestricted access to these is going to get tooth decay…
and then Sucrose, via her (completely natural!) study of bones, finds a way to make the sweet flowers non-destructive to the teeth (let’s pretend some alchemical magic goes on). Sucrose proceeds to completely outclass her mentor and rivals Lord Sangemah Bay’s wealth in revenue from selling really sweet candy. She does in fact get an offer from Dori to buy the rights to the product, but Albedo helps her put her foot down… and then Alice hears about this from Klee and begins her own interference, and suddenly Sucrose’s life is so radically different that she realises she has the capital and power to do whatever she wants.
Hire Kaveh (constellation Paradisea), pride of the Kshahrewar, and be able to fund and delegate work to Amurta students and volunteers, focusing on all the most important work herself…
Paradise is finally within reach.
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cloudyvulpine · 2 months
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if there's ever a fallout new vegas remake i petition to have the ability to psychoanalyze people with a high medicine skill
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iusedtohavesixtoes · 7 months
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A picture of November’s OTP of the Year prompt, Red Wolf Moon: De-aging
Seteth rushed to meet them near the edges without thinking, eyes locked on the lavender haired man struggling with whatever he was carrying. “Yuri, have you seen—?”
Yuri paused in his step as whatever small thing in his arms jerked as the older man spoke. A child, Seteth realized, though folded over with a robe, oversized. Clothes he recognized, but was too wrapped up in the mystery to make any connections. He watched as small hands lifted the clothing from its head to reveal the face of who he was searching for, covered in tears and a running nose.
Small. Much too small for Flayn. “Papa!”
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