#incurable desease

[breakonthroough]

A very sad story about a seriously ill boy Law and the hospital clown Cora.

Illustration for my text.

#one piece #donquixote rosinante #donquixote rocinante #donquixote corazon #rosinante corazon #corazon one piece #one piece rosinante #fanart one piece #op fanart #trafalgar law #modern au #breakonthough's comic #fanart by breakonthroough #law and cora #law trafalgar #incurable desease #one piece rocinante #law and cora modern au #hospital #hospital clown #trafalgar d water law #ao3 link #ao3 fanfic #sad stories

[magicfeatherspecialist]

Fingir demencia to realmente mal de la cabeza pipeline

#living in argentina desease #incurable

[goldenandhappy]

Angsty lawlu thought: any kids they have could develop laws disease. Imagine law seeing their kid born with those spots or gets it when their two or three. Law having to go through that trauma again. But has to focus on healing his kid.

Law sounds like the kind of dad who'd be so happy with a daughter. He'd do her ponytails, read her books, and do her nails and eyeliner when she gets older. Idk I just think he'd be so happy with a daughter. And she would remind him of his sister and he'd get emotional watching her sleep. So when the first spots start appearing, he sees Flevance all over again. He freezes. Nothing in the seven seas would have prepared him for that. It's all happening all over again. He'll lose it all again.

His daughter, barely six years old, doesn't understand why her dad is so terrified. She feels alright. Her little white spots are funny, even. They don't hurt. So why is dad so... pale ?

She tugs on his jeans and brings him back to his senses. He holds her close and tell her that everything will be alright. Silly daddy, she thinks, everything already is alright.

When Luffy reaches his house after Law's urgent call, he finds him in the kitchen, passed away surrounded by two empty wine bottles from their cellar (a gift from Mihawk).

They had moved in their house a few years after retiring. On an island in the east blue, a calm sea to raise their daughter. In a few years, they planned to start training her so that she gets to see the world with her own eyes. Those eyes were already full of wonder, in awe at the stories her fathers told of giant dragons and magical fairies, stories their friends told of giant whales and marvelous seas, stories her grand-grandparents told of great wars and great pirates.

Law never told her about Flevance. She is too young. He wanted to shield her from the horrors of the world, and yet, because of him, there she was, so young, and already thrust into them.

When Luffy hugs him from the back, Law wakes up and leans into his touch.

"Is everything alright ?" He asks, knowing fully well that everything was not okay.

"It's my fault, Luffy..." He mumbles in his husband's chest "I gave her that..."

Luffy stays silent and craddles his husband's hair. By extending his observation haki, he knows their daughter is sleeping in her room. He doesn't comment but hugs Law tighter, letting him know that he is not alone. He waits. He's not worried about their daughter. Law healed himself. He can heal her too. But that wasn't about the Amber Lead per se, Luffy knew. It was about the trauma, the loss, and all the suffering those white spots brought to his partner. His sister, his parents, Cora... Law lost them all, one way or another, because of those same spots he sees on their daughter.

After a few moments, Law broke the silence: " This shouldn't be happening."

"What ?"

"I took all the lead out of my system. I am healed. It shouldn't be happening."

" Okay. And ? "

" And ??? " Law was flabergasted. " What do you mean And ???? Our daughter has an incurable desease that she shouldn't be having in the first place !! What do you mean "And" ????"

"What does it matter, Torao, if she should be having it or not ? Why does it matter why she caught it ? "

"Aren't you worried ????"

"No-"

The slap that landed on Luffy's face was heard all across the house. He answered it by hugging his husband closer.

"I am not worried, Torao, because sometimes, the why doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is that you healed yourself, and you can heal her too. Alright ?"

"Yeah... You're right."

#gigi.writes #gigi.answers #lawlu #lulaw #monkey d luffy #mugiwara no luffy #monkey d. luffy #luffy #straw hat luffy #strawhat luffy #trafalgar law #trafalgardwaterlaw #trafalgar d. water law #trafalgar d water law #lawlu fanfic #one piece fanfic #lawlu fanfiction #one piece fanfiction #one piece hcs #one piece headcanons #op headcanons #op hcs #one piece headcanon #not satisfied with how i wrapped this up but right now too tired to think any further than this #might turn this into a fic chapter later though

[shoukohime]

I have haikyuu fan desease (it's where I sit around and think about haikyuu all day. yes, it's incurable)

#me reading a sports novel : this is like haikyuu #me going for a run: this is like haikyuu #me going to practice: this is like haikyuu #I want u to know that I'm a fencer not a volleyball player and yet #me seeing a shirt with alien print: this is like haikyuu

[sycophantzealot]

sometimes im so sick of it, im so utterly disgusted and tired that because of memories that ruin my day i cant even look at a man of cloth normally anymore, im so sick and tired of my brain needing me to get on my knees and turn this fear into pleading for forgiveness and love. and i hate it so much, because it feels so good to wail for some sort of god to see me. doesnt it feel good to be a follower? catholism is an incurable childhood desease that can only be battled through transsexuality and faggottry, if you needed to know

#im so sick of it but its so comforting to look up and pray. i am so sick in the head. #do you know how many times ive wished there was some sort anonymous phone service where i could call a priest and tell him father please #please tell me you dont hate me for what i am and what i love. please tell me i am truly not a disgusting freak. please father #and he'll say im just another child of god and ill probably kill myself #i need to kiss a priest and i also need to get hit by one . kts um. normal feelings about things #hierophilia #sorry to normal priest kink havers . its somethjng worse here👍

[hello-nichya-here]

Do you think that minors, while being 100% serious in their right mind, are allowed to ask to be euthanized and/or if living causes them a lot of pain? Do people have the right to choose to die?

Any person that isn't seen as mentally ready to drive, drink, have sex, vote, have full finantial independence, live alone, get a tattoo, get cosmetic surgery, move to a different continent by themselves, work full time, get married, raise/adopt a child, start their own business, run for president, be held fully accountable for any crimes they commit - just basically do whatever they want with their own life, and deal with the consequences, like any adult is legally entitled to - CANNOT, in any circumstance, "decide" to end said life. Child exploitation laws exist for a reason.

Now, about people having the right to end their own life, we need to remember that NO ONE just "chooses" to die. Something is forcing their hand.

Maybe they have depression, maybe they're struggling to move past a traumatic experience, maybe they're being abused, maybe they're facing some kind of oppression and feel is pointless to keep fighting for basic rights, maybe they just took a look at the horrible state the world is in and lost hope, maybe they have no money and don't want to slowly starve to death. There's ALWAYS something.

No matter what, the solution is NOT letting them give into despair, but trying to fix the problem. Killing these people would not be mercy or respecting their wishes, it would be taking advantage of them while they're vulnerable. That's not euthanasia, it's just straight up murder - often systematic murder (just look at how many diseabled people are victims of "mercy killing", by their own families, because some people see disability as worse than death).

And even when we look at situations where euthanasia could be seen as an option, when people are suffering from an incurable illness that is keeping them in a constant state of physical and mental agony, we cannot forget that many deseases that were seen as a death sentence now have cures because doctors wouldn't give up on their patients.

Even the ones that don't have cures yet are easier to prevent. For exemple, there are many people that are HIV positive and never develop AIDS (which was once seen as "the gay plague" and so goverments refused to prevent it from spreading because they thought it'd "only kill the right people") and can even have children without infecting their partner or their child with the virus.

Life is unfair and that means death can sometimes feel like the only option. It isn't.

#asks #death #euthanasia #ableism #homophobia #aids #hiv #abuse #murder #systematic oppression #mental illness #triggering subjects #important

[t4tadrienette]

Turns out that if you look too much at spn posts it will give you the "need to rewatch the show desease" and it's absolutely incurable

#me and spn are like that toxic relationship you try so hard to get out of but then always come back to #everytime i think i'm healed (it's been 3 years) i see the urges coming back #raine speaks

[h-f-k]

The last post about Joe is so fucking stupid because you can use that logic against Taylor and how she puts herself out there so of course she'll get judged for actions and have haters and people that don't like her "persona" or "reputation" but swifties will never be caught admitting that 🙄

This is literally what i said to a friend lmfaooo. It’s just another case of swifties having what is known as an incurable and terminal desease called The Projections.

[goplaymovies-blog]

Justin Bieber Says He Was Diagnosed With Lyme Disease

Justin Bieber Says He Was Diagnosed With Lyme Disease

Justin Bieber announced that he has Lyme’s desease in an Instagram post on Wednesday. The pop star wrote that “it’s been a rough couple of years, but [I’m] get the proper treatment that will help treat this hitherto incurable disease and I will be back and better than ever. “While a lot of people kept saying that Justin Bieber looks like crap, on meth, etc, they didn’t realize that I was recently…

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#Justin Bieber

[mxrstar]

I love that I can almost never tell the gender of the person who is reading the statement when listening to tma. It’s really Good

but it must be said that every time there’s a mention of the romantic/sexual nature or anything of the kind, I immediately go read the episode description, frantically thinking “gay?????????????”

#this is a desease and it is incurable #the magnus archives #tma #sometimes i talk

[the-last-millenial-disaster]

Viper headcannons

(A/N: Here you go! Sorry for the wait. School is a...well, you know.)

Her name is Sabine (as we know from the voicelines).

Anyone who calls her by that name miraculously gets food poisoning.

Except for Omen.

Be it guilt, frustration hanging over their past, or simply just Omen, she doesn’t hurt him, or even acknowledge him for that matter.

Of course she takes him as a partner on the field, but doesn’t give any sort of indication that she knows him from anywhere.

Sadistic to the c.

As far as antisocials go, she’s unbeaten.

As her time in the protocol lenghtened, she found herself hanging around Omen more and more( I won’t get into this here because I intend to make a separate post specifically on their relationship - it’ll be a companion post to Omen’s past, since I want this one to be mainly focused on Viper).

Of course she has her own lab, right on the second floor, across from Killjoy.

At first she tested her formulas in the lab, but after a venting error ocurred and the entire complex got poisoned from inhaling poisonous fumes, the Kingdom kindly asked her if she could test her gas somewhere that is not inside.

Killjoy is the only one who doesn’t mind sharing a floor with Viper’s lab, and is also the only one who dares to sleep on that floor(besides Viper).

Killjoy often asks her for advice when it comes to picking materials and resources for her bots, as well as testing their durability in certain corrosive substances.

Which Viper is of curse, more than happy to provide.

I firmly believe that in order to reach new developments in science, different fields have to work together - thus Viper finds herself collaborating with every lab nerd the V protocol can provide, including Raze and Cypher as well as other independent scientists.

She doesn’t necesarrily like to work with others but Viper understands the importance of science progression and how badly they need it.

They have meetings, present their hypotheses and brainstorm improvements.

It’s nothing personal, and by now so second nature that she can easily get behind it.

Lab is probably the only room in the whole headquarters where she feels completely at ease.

It feels like home.

Raze got banned from it.

Besides the lab is a chemical ‘cabinet’.

Read: A huge-ass room filled with racks and shelves upon shelves of chemicals, her formulas, or simply chemical waste she wants to reuse.

Viper used to work in pharmacy - synthesizing medicine.

She was healing people.

Which means she knows exactly what it takes to kill them.

Chemistry is one of  the rare passions she kept throughout her life.

She later decided to pursue pharmacy and earned a stellar reputation.

Sabine was working on a cure that would get rid of an incurable desease that was harrowing the futuristic Earth.

She was always extremely curious, to the point where she even seemed malicious - it made her make a lot of morally questionable hypotheticals of ‘what if’s’ in her head.

But all of that was overriden by her desire to help, to learn..

...until her life work got stolen and plagiarited. Until everything she worked for her entire life was gone in an instant. Just like that.

And that’s when Viper was born.

Whatever held back the dark side of her curiosity? Gone like her entire life’s purpose.

Remember those ‘what if’s’? Not a mystery anymore.

The lab she worked at wouldn’t let her develop certain formulas and enact her experiments, so she built her own.

The period that followed was one of severe subconcious desocialisation.

The work she was doing wasn’t very moral, but Viper doesn’t exactly have issues with something called a ‘moral compass’.

Omen dropped by her lab often just to check that she hasn’t turned into a serial killer yet and was, at that time, her only contact with another human being.

Instead of making medicine, she changed the course of her studies to chemical weapons, venoms and their effects on living things.

With her knowledge of human anatomy, she was the woman for the job.

Around that time the first Kingdom officials reached out, who were interested in her biochemic knowledge - they needed someone with little remorse and proper specialisation to study the effects of radianite on human beings.

It took a while, but they swayed her eventually with promises of full experimental freedom.

She also wouldn’t join unless they hired Omen.

So they did.

That’s part of why she can’t look at him now - this is one of the ‘what if’s’ she could never figure out.

Would he still mutate this badly if he wasn’t in explosions close proximity?

Did she just deliver her only friend to demise’s door?

She just may have.

And it still haunts her.

(A/N: This is tbc. I have vague topics in my mind for her that I want to cover but she currently isn’t on my hype list so my ideas for this dried up pretty fast. I wanted to set up the terrain for one of the future posts, just to give you a little context.)

Thank you for reading!

#viper valorant #valorant #valorant viper #valorant headcannons #millenial writes

[wootshakala]

A complicated riddler gives riddles to their victim while a straightforward riddler riddles their victims with cancer or any incurable desease

#riddler batman

[amande-dooce]

"Squirrelflight told me you wanted to see me ? " Asked Alderheart shyly as he padded into the medecine den, as his eyes laid on his leader. Jayfeather was standing a fox-tail away in the shadows of the medecine cat's den, his back turned on both cats. Alderheart felt that something very wrong was happening in here. " Yes, Alderheart." Answered the brought shouldered tom, laying in his bedding. His fur was grubby and ungroomed, and his eyes were clouded from the fever he contracted, yet he found the strenght to hold his head up in the fiercest way any leader in his situation would have held. He clearly was trying to show no sign of weakness. Alderheart shimmered, worryness consuming him from the inside. " Wh.. What's going on ?" the young medecine-cat asked, his eyes going from Jayfeather to Bramblestar, even tho he knew he wouldn't get any answer from his former mentor. His back was arched and his fur was prickling with a mix of emotions Alderheart couldn't read - Fury ? Or was it... Some kind of distress ?  The young tabby never had seen Jayfeather seem… Afraid before. Alderheart felt his heart pound in his chest. In the darkness of the night, he couldn't read Jayfeather's expression. He turned his head back to Bramblestar, his gaze full of question. " I need you... I need both of you to help me put an end to this, asked Bramblestar, almost hesitant. I can't go on any longer. We both know that we have no answer to my sickness, that we know no treatment for it. And Starclan has been silent for moons now. We don't know what's happening to me, and no one around the lake seems to know how to treat it. So I need you to stop it. - What.. What are you asking me to do, Bramblestar ?! Alderheart gasped, his voice rising higher than usual. He didn't want to understand his leader's request. - You both know very well that we can't cure th.. - This goes both against the medecine and the warrior code Bramblestar ! Jayfeather cut, his lips curled. We're here to cure you, not to answer to all of your foolish mousebrained leader ideas ! His claws were scraping the medecine den's floor and his tail was lashing with fury - Clearly this desease is affecting your judgement ! " he snapped. - What's happening ?! What do you want ? Alderheart urged, a very bad feeling insinuating in him. - Tell him. Tell him what you just asked me, Jayfeather adressed to Bramblestar; his voice deeper than ever before, menacing. I dare you to hold your son's gaze, to look him right in the eyes and to repeat to him what you asked me before. " Jayfeather muttered, every word coming out of his mouth like a heavy stone. Bramblestar closed his eyes for a second, breathing deeply, and let one of his huge paws reach Aldeheart's one in a desperate way, reaching out for his son's compassion. In his nervousness, Alderheart took a step back, missing his father's contact by a second. Bramblestar seemed to take no offense to it and said : " I must eat deathberries before it consumes me even more. I'd rather end this for good than take the risk to endanger my Clan any longer. - You.. You can't ask us to do this, Alderheart answered, shaking with terror. What about Thunderclan ? What about Squirrelflight ? What about me ? He thought. He hoped he'd heard wrong. - You saw what happened with this kit earlier, Alderheart, Bramblestar exposed calmly, his voice trying to sound reassuring. I wasn't acting like myself. I don't want this to happen ever again. Squirrelflight will be a good leader to Thunderclan, but my time has come. There's nothing else we can do and you know it. " He seemed defeated. Alderheart   couldn't believe that his leader would ask his medecine cats to put an end to his life. The air in the medecine den seemed heavy and the young medecine cat felt like he was about to suffocate. His head was spinning. He tried to reach to Jayfeather for help or support, but he didn't seem to want to turn to face his former apprentice, his shoulders tense teeth showing with an uncontained disapprovement. " I won't help you with that decision, Bramblestar, the blind tabby snarled. You can't ask us to murder you. - You don’t have to murder me ! Bramblestar urged. You can make this up and say that I died in my sleep ! I’m incurable anyway,  that won’t change anything for the rest of the Clan - - But what about US, Bramblestar ?! Jayfeather spat. Are you really asking your so.. Both of your sons to just, put an end to your suffering and then to go on for the rest of their lives with the weight of this lie on their chest ?! I know it was something quite common a while ago, but that’s not what the Code taught us ! I won’t participate in this ! Alderheart felt like he was made of pure fire, paralyzed by terror as his eyes tried to read his father’s mind. Did  he really just ask his medicine cats to kill him legitimately ? Was he really thinking that this was what was best for the Clan or was the sickness talking through him ? Jayfeather turned to him, his blind eyes piercing him like a thousand claws : “ If you help him or support him in any of this, he threatened, don’t talk to me ever again, Alderheart – his voice was as cold as a blizzard  – because you won’t be a medicine cat to me anymore, nor even a Clan cat. Only a demented cat would agree to do this. ” Distress flooded through Alderheart’s mind.

Starclan, what should I do ?! ___________________  

I hope there aren’t too much mistakes in that little fanfic Soooo I kinda read about this theory saying that Bramblestar might contract rabies in the next Warrior books, so I speculated a little bit on that and sketched an idea ! How dramatic would a scene like this be ?! What's your opinion ?? What do you think will happen ?

#bramblestar #warriors #warrior cats #warriors art #alderheart #jayfeather #the broken code #tbc #avos #thunderclan #rabies #warriors fanfic #@warriorsredux #my art

[alexc1ting]

How many theories of what could have happened to He Tian’s mother can you come up with?

Well, of course she could have been victim of the mafia environment, like a revenge attack on Mr. He; or could have been suffering from an incurable desease. In both these scenarios He Tian could have had time to get to know her. 

Nonetheless, He Tian’s mother could have died giving birth to her younger child, which would also explain the controversial love/hate relationship between He Tian and his father. 

#old xian 19 days #curious anonymous #ask #he tian's mom #last hypothesis is the one I sense the most

[redhatmeg]

“As for me, now Master Bruce is grown, building a new Manor may be my last great service to him.”

Raise your hand if you, too, thought for a moment that Alfred was dying.

(He certainly sounded like he was expecting to die from some incurable desease.)

#Gotham #Alfred Pennyworth

[godstaff]

If Superman has no secret identity, how does he interact with humanity? What would he do besides being Superman? Would you want him to live out in the open as a lot of Marvel characters do? Or would he just have a more secret alter ego that he only used rarely?

The secret identity was created for heroes of other eras, human heroes who had conspicuous social lives, like being rich or part of an organization or society they fight against, which would severely punish them or their families if they found out of their outlaw activities. I put emphasis in their human aspect as a way to say they hardly could be in their heroic role 24/7.

Heroes like Bruce Wayne, Oliver Queen and others would find themselves and their business endangered if their rogue secret life is revealed, also friends and family could suffer if the secret is out.

Superpowered beings have no such a burden: if they want, they can walk the streets in their uniform, go to a restaurant or theater and no one will condemn them. They choose not to do it because they have powerful enemies who can attack them when they are surrounded by innocents and the heroes don’t want to unnecessarily risk their lives. Yet, when they have a major showdown with such enemies, it’s always in the middle of a city or a vastly populated area, never in a desert or wasteland. It’s called contradiction.

But the superpowered hero doesn’t need the secret identity, that was a tradition carried on since the times of Zorro or the Scarlet Pimpernel, both rich dudes with a lot to lose if their alternate life is revealed to the current authorities.

But the dual identity has a backslash:  the hero must spend half of his life protecting that secret from their lovers, friends, family, everybody they love, the same ones the hero wants to protect, which steals precious time for their heroic duty and/or their normal lives.

I don’t recall Heracles, Samson, Gilgamesh, Achilles or Ulysses, all heroes in their own right, wearing masks or hiding who they really were. In fact, the latter used to proudly shout his name out loud to whomever wanted to hear him. 

The dual personality for the good guys is a relatively modern invention. Before, only thieves, con artists, spies and everyone who had something dirty to hide, were the ones hiding their real names. Conspirators, good or bad, hide their true selves too, but for a very specific cause and a relatively brief period of time.

If Superman ditches the doble personality and still wants to spend time with regular folks, there’s always the royal method: there are tons of legends of kings, popes and other rulers who, in order to gather information, know in which regard the people had them or just for sheer amusement, dressed as commoners and sneaked in the middle the populace in public places. Not that Supes thinks of himself being above us, but the method is still valid for him, with a different name and different part of the World every time (there are people in some placesother than U.S.A.). Of course he can have close friends and loved ones, but for a guy like him, it’s much easier to protect a very reduced group of people.

Think of it: how many people would open themselves and share their lives with Clark Kent knowing he’s a journalist and, on top of it, a close friend of Superman? Not many. In real life, most of the people would only approach him to get closer or ask for a favor to Superman, Kent? Screw Kent.

What would he do when not wearing tights? He can do and conduct researches to find a cure for cancer and other fatal, chronic or incurable deseases. He can spend his time with Diana and roam the Globe at will. They can find a solution for Global warming, learn how to play an instrument...the options are limitless.

What do you do when you’re not doing your main occupation?

Do you think being Clark Kent is forever? Na-ah! At some point, that also has to end: human Clark can’t have eternal life, and Superman will be forced to change his secret identity. Many, many times in the course of a very long life. Making up a past. Getting a new job. Finding a new place to live, etc.

What I propose is relieving him of such tedious task, being who he is all the time.