While I lie here in my sickbed coughing my lungs out (and producing copious amounts of cold-related by-products I’m not going to discuss much further), please feel free to distract me by running over to Ebooks Direct and purchasing things. In particular, not all prices have been adjusted-for-2024 as yet, and the one above is still holding at its old rate. Every time somebody buys one, it’s another vote for me to keep the price there…

*Except to say that while “dyspareunia” is probably an uglier word, “phlegm” is right behind it. Coughing wetly.

spotify users: what is the current title of your daylist and what are the first three songs?

i genuinely don't care how good a piece of ai generated art or writing looks on the surface. i don't care if it emulates brush strokes and metaphor in a way indistinguishable from those created by a person.

it is not the product of thoughtful creation. it offers no insights into the creator's life or viewpoint. it has no connection to a moment in time or a place or an attitude. it has no perspective. it has no value.

it's empty, it's hollow, and it exists only to generate clicks (and by extension, ad revenue.)

it's just another revolting symptom of the disease that is late stage capitalism, and it fucking sucks.

Sickly Deer - Sick Alastor X Female Reader

❥Summary - Alastor is a very proud man, and he will almost never admit that something is wrong. However, you noticed he seemed a bit off today and wanted to know what was wrong?

❥Tags: Sick alastor, sick day, alastor becomes sick, female reader, reader takes care of a sick alastor, stubborn alastor, fluff , adorable fluff, taking care of someone sick

❥Notes: Always wanted to do a sick character story and I finally get to do one with Alastor.

Was a quiet day in the hotel today. Usually there was the occasional chaos, but surprisingly it was peaceful. Charlie and Vaggie were out shopping for groceries for the hotel. Angel was lounging in his room, relaxing with Fat Nuggets. Niffty was reading a book, most likely manga in the lounge room, with Husk taking a cat nap on the couch next to her. Sir Pentious was in his ship, crafting some devices with his egg bois.

You were lounging in the hotel library, enjoying some quiet time to yourself while reading. Well it was quiet for a second until you heard the sound of static-like cough coming from next to you. Alastor happened to be in the library as well, reading his weekly newspaper. He's usually very quiet when he reads, except with the occasional sound of humming or static. But this was new, as you almost never heard him cough or let alone sneeze for that matter. The coughing started slow, but then it kept getting rougher as he kept doing it, causing you to worry. "Hey Al?" Your eyes were gazing at him with concern. Alastor turned his head towards you, wearing his signature smile: “Yes? What is it my dear?” “Well, are you alright? I noticed you have been coughing a lot. Once you said that, Alastor let out a boisterous laugh. “Oh-ho! It is nothing my dear. Just a small tickle. Nothing to concern yourself with!” He waved his hand in the air, after he finished talking. You still felt unsure, but if he said it wasn’t a big deal, you wouldn’t question him.

How wrong you were, the more and more you saw Al throughout the day, the worse his cough got. Not only that, his face was slightly paler and a bit drenched with sweat. He still was acting like everything was alright, but you knew he was lying. Enough was enough. You caught up with Alastor, as he was walking down the hallway. “Alastor! Stop!” You yelled his name out. He stopped in front of you, and slowly turned around, head tilted in confusion. “You’re sick, aren’t you” Alastors face stayed neutral when you said that, but you knew you got him. “I told you already, my dear. It’s nothing to concern yourself with.” Alastor just smiled wider and turned away from you to continue walking. He was stopped again when he felt a hand grab one of his coat sleeves. His body grew tense and he turned back eerily, not appreciating you touching him. You gave him a strong look: “Well, I AM concerned. And you should be resting cause you’re only going to make it worse.” His garnet colored eyes locked on to yours, static in the air getting louder. “I am the radio demon, my dear. I do not get sick, so please remove your hand, n̸͚͇̏̉o̸̼̓ẇ̷̹̓.” His eyes flashed into radio dials for a split second, causing you to remove your hand from his sleeve quickly. “Thank you. Now then, I shall take my leave.” He turned back around and began to walk away from you. As you were watching him walk away, you noticed he drew to a stop again. His body was still up, but then he began to fall forward. “AL!”

**Alastor POV**

“Ugh….huh?” Alastors eyes opened slowly. He recognized he was in his hotel room as the ceiling was covered in grassy moss and leaves, as he was the one to change it due to his magic. He soon realized he was laying on his bed, wearing his pajamas as he slowly got up from lying down. He doesn’t recall heading back to his room, as his head was still a bit fuzzy. His head was throbbing and his throat was feeling sore. Alastor knew he was feeling sickly, but he refused to believe it. He hates to be perceived as weak, so he preferred to play it off that he was fine.

The sound of the door opening alerted him, causing him to look up. He sees you walking into his room, carrying a tray along with a plastic bag hanging from your arms. “Oh your awake? How are you feeling?” You bear a smile at him, as you walk closer to his bed, setting the tray down on the night stand. “How did I end up here?” Alastor questioned you, still confused at what happened. “You don’t remember?” Your eyes gazed at him back with concern. Alastor shook his head. “You fainted Al. I stopped you in the hallway cause I knew you were sick, but you said you were fine and as you walked away, you stopped and fell forward.” Al’s eyes widen at your statement, as he kept listening to you talk. “I carried you back to your room after that.” You gave him a small smile.

“I see. I’m sorry for the trouble you had to go through my dear, but I’m quite alright now.” Pulling the covers off, Al swung his feet to place them in the floor. He was stopped by a hand on his chest. “Oh no you don’t mister. You are staying in bed and getting better. Understand?” Your eyes were filled with determination. “My dear, I am qui-” “Understand?” His words were cut off by you. He continued to look at your face, seeing that you were refusing to budge. Heaving a sigh, he nodded his head. He positioned himself back to how he was on the bed. “Does anyone else know about my ailment?" He said, as you turned his head to look at you. You were removing some stuff out of the plastic bag and set them on the night stand before turning back to him. "The only ones who know are me and Niffty. No one else, I promise you. I had to tell her you were under the weather, and she told me to head to the store to get you some medicine while she made you some venison stew." Alastor continued to listen until he asked you another question: "Did you change me into my pajamas as well?" Your face flushed at that, and you shook your head no. "Your shadow happened to appear when I brought you to the bed. I told it to change you." Alastor just nodded his head at that, smiling at bit wider at your adorable reaction.

Grabbing one of the chairs from Al's desk, you brought it over to where his bed was and took a seat. Reaching for the bowl, you placed it on your lap. He observed you blow a bit on the spoon and hold it out to him, causing him to raise an eyebrow at you. "Come on Al. There's nothing wrong with me feeding you." Alastor sighed, and opened his mouth, allowing you to give him some of the stew that Niffty prepared. He was able to finish it all off, which pleased you. Placing the bowl back, you grabbed the medicine and a glass of water and handed it to him. Alastor grabbed it and quickly popped them in his mouth, chugging the water to get them down. Sighing, he laid back on the bed, placing his head on the pillow, turning it away from you. "I despise this feeling." He whispered that to himself, but you were able to pick up on it since you were still seated next to him. "What feeling?" you said back to him, tiling your head. "Alastor continued to look away. "The feeling of being sick. Makes me appear weak." Alastor grumbled out the response.

Alastor remained quiet after that. A hand was placed against his cheek, allowing his head to turn back towards you. His eyes widen at you, as he saw you wearing a kind smile. "You're not weak Alastor. Everyone gets sick from time to time, nothing wrong with it. Also, you should know the others would never think about that, they would rather you get some rest and get better." Your thumb stroked his cheek. Alastor listened to what you said and gave a sigh, closing his eyes. "I know, my dear. Just.....feels strange." Moving his hand, he placed it against the one on his cheek. "Thank you, my dear. If there comes a time where you are ailing, I will return the favor." His lips curved into a soft smile. He heard you chuckle, as your hand moved away from his cheek. "Get some rest, Al. I'll come back to check on you." Smiling, you got up from the chair, and grabbed the tray, heading over to the door. Alastor just watched you walk away, leaving his room, and closing the door. His eyes began to grow heavy, as his body started to relax, drifting into a deep sleep.

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sickfic romantic prompts

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actions

•whispering sweet nothings as they fall asleep

•placing a hand on their forehead to check their temperature

•placing a blanket over them

•cooking their favorite soup

•running a finger through their hair while they sleep

•finding something to distract them from pain (ex: movies, video-games, etc)

•convincing them that the medicine’s taste isn’t that bad

•trying (or not trying) to refrain from giving them kisses in order to not get sick

•rubbing their stomach

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dialogue

•”you’ll feel better in no time, i promise,”

•”geez, you’re burning up,”

•”my grandma swears by this chicken noodle soup recipe, i’m sure you’ll love it,”

•”i knew i should’ve made you wear a coat,”

•”can you kiss me? i’m sure i’ll feel wayy better if you do,”

•”i won’t get sick i promise, just let me kiss you!”

•”stop being dramatic the medicine flavor can’t be that bad,”

•”you’re shaking, if you needed a blanket just say so next time,”

•”i hate being sick, but i love when you take care of me,”

All these posts where Danny rips Supes a new one for his treatment of Kon el, conveniently leave out that maybe, just maybe Superman had very real justification to be wary of clones.

Does ANYONE remember Bizzaro?

How about Cyborg Superman?

No?

We’re all supposed to gang up on the guy who probably has some clone related PTSD or at the very least, some well earned paranoia. Why would Clark want anyone like that anywhere near his family or personal life, if he couldn’t be sure of their intentions. For all he knew, Lex made this clone a child ON PURPOSE, so clark would have a harder time fighting him.

And Danny would probably get it, He would understand Superman if nothing else. All of Danny’s clones tried to kill him too, INCLUDING DANNI. He could also understand the feeling of being violated by a creepy billionaire that’s obsessed with them, but thats another can of worms.

And obviously Danny could vibe with Connor, because he too, knows the feeling of being seen as less than a person.

If anyone is to blame here it’s Batman and the rest of the League for setting up both my Super Bois for failure. This clusterfuck of a relationship really could have and should have been avoided by almost everyone in the Young Justice/ Teen titans team and JLA members associated with said team.

One, by acknowledging Clark’s fears as valid and not trying to force Conner on Clark before trust could be established. None of them have an excuse, anyone in the Hero biz has and/or knows someone with an evil double/clone/doppelgänger story of some kind. It just comes with the job.

Two, by not getting Connor’s hopes up for a relationship that may never happen because of Clark’s previous trauma.

Three, let Connor know that he is wanted and there are people there for him, even if not by blood (Batman of all people should know how unnecessary blood ties are in family).

So I guess maybe instead of Danny wiping the floor with Clark, MAYBE, reconciliation might be more his thing. Cuz, you know, he’s been there too.

EDIT: went back try and clean up the post a bit.

okay, i have to address something that i've seen float around a bunch on tumblr, reddit, and tiktok lately when it comes to readers who are angry at fanfiction authors for not writing the content they wish to see in their fandom spaces.

...did you ever think to try and write it yourself?

this weekend i saw someone comment on the bg3 sub about how they're sick of seeing astarion fics with 'special/edgy female-centric tieflings or durges' and not much else. they were angry that 'they scroll for hours on ao3 and tumblr but only find all this oc and reader insert garbage, when it's plaguing their fandom space'.

so write the damn story you keep searching for. write what you find the fandom lacks. you take it upon yourself to curate the content you want out there.

if a writer wants to make 50 stories of the same 'special/edgy' original character smutting up a canon, they can? it's their labor of love. their passion project. a hobby. they choose to share it online for free. we are so very lucky to live in a digital age where fanfiction is so readily available, and there are millions if not billions of stories (for free!!) at your fingertips to scroll and enjoy.

i'm getting very tired of finding posts/videos of entitled readers who vocally complain about not being catered to when they themselves are not trying to contribute with the content, pairings, or topics they wish to see.

At first when I saw Echo in that armour I was like awe how cute, he’s looking just like Fives! I love a Domino twins accidental matching moment!

And then I thought…oh god. He looks just like Fives.

WHY is Echo wearing a nearly identical outfit to the one Fives does when he dies?? Um. Someone protect my boy??? Please?! Because I stg if I have to watch Echo die wearing That outfit in Rex’s arms…

fluffy comforting/sick dialogue prompts ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

@celestialwrites for more!

♡ “stop picking up my tissues!” “stop throwing them on the ground!” “i was trying for the bin.” “the bin is on your bed?” “i never said i could aim.”

♡ “if you come any closer you’re going to get sick!” “a risk i’m willing to take.”

♡ “remove your hand from my forehead please.” “i’m taking care of you!” “and what do you think putting your hand on my forehead does?” “uh, pretending like i know how to check for a fever to show affection..?”

♡ “want soup? or tea? or hot coco! what can i get you? how can i help? i’ll get anything and everything.”

♡ “oh you’re coughing? why are you coughing? oh my gosh, are you dying?”

♡ “i love you.” “coughing and all?” “yup, coughing and all.”

♡ “what can i do?” “wipe this sickness from my body?” “well, how about we start with tea?”

♡ “when i get better i swear i’m going to smother you with a pillow!” “i look forward to it.”

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Don't you love it when they're so ruthlessly doomed by the narrative it's actually a bit impressive how you ever even had hope

day 19: partners-in-crime

no one has more BDE than the fandom author who comes back after 5+ years to update their abandoned WIP.

“I’m sick but at least I have you”:))))

(soft, soft, soft. I am soft. All of these are lovely, tag me!)

By @me-writes-prompts

Kissing them on their head while they are sleeping

Making them warm soup

Watching their favorite movie together

Singing them a lullaby

Checking their temperature repeatedly to ensure they are okay.

"Are you sure you're okay? We can to go the hospital." "I'm sure I'm very okay."

"You're hot." "I know, love. But this is not the time." "I'm talking about your temperature omg!!!"

"You look cute, all bundled in the blankets." "Hehe, yeah." *coughs*

"Sorry, what did you say?" "I said, do you need water?" "NO, I said I don't need a doctor. God, so persistent, you are." (lmaoo, this is so random but I'm gonna keep it :)

It's 1AM but I DID IT

Chapter 13 of HIDE AND SEEK, Part 2 is posted...

As well as a short story!

finding out ncuti gatwa is the new doctor, david tennant is returning for 3 specials and rtd is returning as a writer so you excitingly decide to rewatch all of doctor who (2005) again since 2014: no fear

actually rewatching doctor who (2005) again and realising that the rtd1 era was more antiblack than you remembered it to be and he’s now also writing the first black (main) doctor: one fear