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#so so good thank you so much beloved
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2.12 Chimney Begins - 2.09 Hen Begins - 2.16 Bobby Begins Again - 7.04 Buck, Bothered and Bewildered
Tommy's family arc
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ir-dr · 1 year
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Day 3454 - 24 February 2023
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A commission for Akuno!
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mizzyislost · 1 year
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Ur rivulet design is so skrunkly can we see more of the fish
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ok but only because you asked nicely
original image for the first one :)
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arom-antix · 7 months
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Viktuuri week day 4: Reinvention
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daily-hanamura · 6 months
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#p4#persona 4#p4g#persona 4 golden#hanamura yosuke#yosuke hanamura#“i should be the one thanking you though” god yosuke GOD he still sees so much of this as him seeking justice for saki huh#nearly one year in and he still feels like this was a responsibility of his. that it was his burden that he had put on to yu.#that initial moment when he asked yu for help in entering the tv world like he still saw it as yu following through with his word primarily#i feel like there's an implication here that he thought yu might/could abandon this task for something else.#rank 10 when yosuke says “somewhere deep down I didn't trust you... no it's more like... i was jealous of you” idk i think on some level#yosuke didn't trust yu. i think yosuke who is used to being let down and used to only being paid lip service and superficial relationships#he didn't believe that someone as competent and as beloved and as enviable as yu would pull through for someone like yosuke#which again i want to shake yosuke like a snowglobe BECAUSE BBYBOY PLS HAVE MORE FAITH IN YOURSELF#DO YOU STILL NOT SEE HOW MUCH YOU'VE CHANGED YU AS MUCH AS HE'S CHANGED YOU#DO YOU KNOW UNDERSTAND THAT WHEN YU WAS THANKING YOU IT WAS FOR THE SAME REASONS??#THAT YOU STAYED UNFLINCHINGLY BY HIS SIDE THROUGH GOOD TIMES AND BAD??#THAT YU ALSO HAD HIS BURDEN OF BEING A WILDCARD DESPITE BEING SOMEONE THAT STAYED CAREFULLY DETACHED SOCIALLY#BUT YOU. YOSUKE. YOU WERE THE ONE THAT CHANGED HIS MIND AND HELPED HIM AND MADE HIM BETTER AND I#YU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT LOYALTY AND DEEP MEANINGFUL RELATIONSHIPS LOOKED LIKE EITHER UNTIL YOU AAAA WHY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT#srry idk why that was in all caps i got very passionate for a moment#anyway. them.#he's good with his queue
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harvestmoth · 6 months
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hi spoiler embargo ended. get rejuv blasted
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polycrews · 1 year
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ddcds. for u (hopefully ur day will b a bit better!)
had to take a second to respond to this because dear GOD this made me lose coherent thoughts. ahem
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cometrose · 5 months
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i have so many passionate feelings about zhongli’s wrists and arms and i feel if i don’t say anything ill shrivel up and die anyway
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Anyway here are my own personal thoughts cause its not good to keep your feelings bottled up you risk dying
anyway i love the gold i love the black, i love the gold veins and i love the black geo hands encrusted with gold cracks, i love the transition from gold to black
i always imaged a transition from human zhongli to his dragon adepti form. Like he starts off with gold veins then his hands turn gold then the rest of his arms turn black. Since the now exuvia has dark scales and a golden mane, as he transformed the black would turn into scales all over his body like across his torso, before the rest of his draconian appendages pop out, his tails his horns, but his head and feet are the last to change and then poof you have dragon morax.
Zhongli's gold has always been one of my favorite parts about him specifically his arms, like i love sleeveless outfits so when he showed up kind of swooned. I always kind of imaged that Zhongli's current vessels are forged from geo itself so if you were to cut him open all his black and gold elemental exterior would kind of drip out.
anyway personal favorite is the huge geo hands that surround him in the liyue cutscenes. I love the imagery of his "own" hands encasing him and holding him up before the world.
zhongli's pretty conservative except his archon statue displayed all over the nation for some reason but dont get me started on his body. i never felt that the gold was only on his arms i fully believe that is all over his torso like listen to me listen to me look at the exuvia look at zhongli now look back at the evuvia i want you to go through the aforementioned transformation steps i just mentioned and then walk with me, his entire chest can be gold and black and shit that is what i believe and that is the truth because i am never wrong and zhongli whispered it into my ear after we spent a passionate night together anway
when it comes to his wrists i believe his just controls how much it glows and how much power he displays. I have said this before sometimes his hands are black sometimes theyre gold and we've seen zhongli's wrists before and sometimes theyre pale and sometimes they go all the way up his foream so i really think he just fucks with it. Like Morax Mode he is loaded up with geo elemantal energy he's black and gold all over but in a casual setting only traces of gold remain
i would kill to see the big ass geo hands like really like really im begging im really crying please
anyway i just wanted to talk about it and i felt letting myself fester with this deep and fervent lust and longing was only going to make me unwell LIKE CAN YOU IMAGINE THE BLACK TURNING TO SCALES WHEN HE GETS SERIOUS THINK ABOUT IT THATS SO COOL
but zhongli wants to be a little pampered princess consultant so one can only imagine what the rest of his body looks like all we see are his silly feeties and his hands and wrist i feel like a victorian man seeing a woman's ankle like kya kee scandal this is a man in the most prudish outfit ever like he got that shit on permanently which in reality only begs the question of why his archon statue is like that when zhongli himself is always fully fucking covered why were you half naked his nipples are out and everything?
tldr: i think zhongli's whole body glows black and gold like everything glows only his extremities like his head and feet are spared but hes a natural shapeshifter so he probably does whatever i just really live glowing appendages
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art-freakazoid2 · 8 months
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did art that a lovely commenter gave me UwU
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prototypelq · 6 months
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Wonder if Larian's games could have been better if like, at least 20% of content from them had been cut.
Listen, listen, before you say anything - I love Larian and their mentality. This team is making incredible games, and the amount of creative energy that is poured into each of their releases is incredible. Playing their games is a joy, and hilarious and amazing.
But, but.
There can be too much of a good thing. And I don't think Larian's ever learned that...
Do you know the average percentage of players that actually finish the main story in games? 30-40% if we look at achievements across different platforms. That is 60-70% of players who never saw the end of the main story.
I've been replaying DOS2, and it's a Joy to play through, however the 'joke' that tutorial level takes about 10-15, maybe even 20 hours to complete is...not a joke. There is beauty in hiding some content, so that only the dedicated players find it, but this doesn't exactly work for RPG systems that heavily depend on level&equipment of your player characters, now does it. This basically forces players to clear out the entire map to be able to progress the story further, and while the tactical aspect of this game is big, I doubt your average player can use it to beat difficulty&enemy level curve.
I had a big DOS2 phase before, my last memories of the game are Beast's quest (BEST COMPANION WHY IS NOONE TALKING ABOUT HIM) in Arx, soo I've been somewhere very near the end of the game. I never finished it because I was frustrated with a lack of direction for the main story for a long time, and Arx was the point where I jumped games.
So yeah, I believe cutting at least 20% of content from each of the acts of that game would have helped keep the main story in focus, plus the time to complete the game might have been more affordable.
Another thing is, from the documentaries on DOS2 development, and with the Larian saying that BG3 production took the studio much closer to the edge of closing, Larian seem to have a systematic problem of forever chasing their ambitions without really caring about their costs. DOS2 development was described as 'trying to build a plane as it is taking off', a lot of features for the game have been added last minute, and BG3 release players are sort of in the same boat. So yeah, some content cutting would have helped out the studio themselves quite a lot, or let them have more time for quality testing and polish.
tldr: I believe Larians are amazing but also head over heels in their production, their games are huge and the nature of their rpg mechanics forces player to play through everything,or never finish the main story, plus the studio have a history of releasing arguably unfinished games*, so I believe they should consider cutting content for future releases both for the studio's sake and to improve the player experience
*don't @ me, DOS2 and BG3 were arguably unfinished on release. That said, Larian's 'unfinished' and Average Game Industry 'Unfinished' are very different instances, I meant that Larian clearly would have benefitted for some polish time before release
btw why the Hell are there built-in Larian-approved player modifications for the games, however Turning Them On is a crime that disables achievements??? Larian, my guys, why.
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lokilysolbitch · 9 months
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god bless Jessica kellgren-fozard and any other disabled creator responsible for rewiring my brain at the age of like 15 so that learning im disabled and need mobility aids did not ever feel like a death sentence
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averlym · 8 months
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HI I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE INTO ADAMANDI HOLY SHIT. Can’t believe so few people know about this masterpiece of a musical
:OOOOO hai i agree it is criminally (haha yknow bc there are crimes..) underrated!! and really brilliant!!! discovered it literally midway through the week and akdfjgsjhdsjhjgdf
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have a doodle of the saints :3
#this is kinda because on someone's insta i saw one of the saints doing a peace sign dksajh have smth silly#adamandi#ask me stuff???#realising i have to put my tags at the beginning before rambles or tumblr won't catch it#i am into adamandi. now. this is terrible timing because exam season but hMM the academic grindset really resonates now huh#the moment i caught myself in the ao3 tag i was like ''oh.''#i have so many thoughts. so many many thoughts. im so insane about this musical actually. also the fandom so far seems so nice#also yeah! the number of people who know about it is quite small huh.. it makes me kinda feel like im infiltrating the group... ?#late to the party as ever. but it's. so so good. such a musical ever the brainrot is real#also the way the creators themselves are active on tumblr :OO rly cool. ngl the tags they left under my posts had me#giggling screaming kicking my feet etcetera... and bc apparently i thrive off positive reinforcement that sparked the whole cut fruit art..#i am itching to know about the track thing with portia. also portrix real the lesbians keep winning!! also also i may have spent half a day#internet stalking ><. secret pinterest boards where :O#anyway thank you for the ask anon idk how to answer concisely but yes. adamandi. oh my god.#miscellany: can we appreciate ambrose's high notes.. also i was on wiki reading about ''apollonian vs dionysian'' it's insane#on yet another note. im entering my lin era rn i think. what a time. where can i run so true + vincent's surname my beloved. forest imagery#side note? tiny little detail i'd love to do smth about in the future: in word to the wise there's smth about “appraising your rings” and i#the one who pulls the strings beatrix mentions “bought my classmates rings” like. kjdfhsgjkhd???? thinks.#.. but new fav musical unlocked is all#between this and watt i am maybe into my murder musical era. confession that i don't do horror much because i have an overactive imaginatio#but like those two hit the spot. and i think organic imagery.. blood visuals.. is very cool// and the moment you start looking at literal#life and death situations then the dramaticness especially comes in and that's fun!! // also i read smth today about tragedy making you#appreciate irl stuff more. like ''wow thats messed up im sure glad that isnt me i love life''. and lowkey?? yeah
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sophiethewitch1 · 20 days
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Hi! You've mentioned that 'What We Want' has a playlist. If it's not to spoilery (and you feel comfortable doing so) could you share some of the songs on it.
I hope you start feeling better soon. ❤️
oh my god im so glad someone asked!!! I'll share some of my favourite songs from the playlist, the ones that i think like... summarise the stories feeling the most. Idk. The ones with the highest vibe quality. Some of these you will actually see referenced in the fic later on lmao.
Here's the playlist for your listening pleasure
If you have any more questions, theories (what song relates to which character, where in the story, etc) please send it in! I love talking about this.
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waterfallofspace · 1 year
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I’m not brave enough to ask anything off anon yet but I love all your fics!!! May I request 71 and 76 for E/rasermic with A/izawa being sick
That's totally alright, thank you for the ask!! (and for the kind words~~) You may indeed~~ Always love me some E/rasermic, and A/izawa is my guy <3 Hope you enjoy! 2.4k words, prompts 71 and 76, story under the cut! 71. Person A is oblivious to the fact that they are most definitely getting sick, but Person B knows them well, and is definitely aware of it.  76. Being handed the entire box of tissues instead of just one.
(References to slightly bad coughing and headaches, just in case anyone doesn't like those!)
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A faint glow of sunlight bathes the cold city, another dawn chasing the darkness from the streets. Not many people are out at this time, just a few cars heading for work, maybe some heroes on patrol. There’s a light cushion of silence, broken only by the soft sounds of the city that never really fade. This scene, to Aizawa, has become quite mundane.
His eyes narrow at a flickering light in the elevator as the ride up to his floor seems to take twice its normal length. Raising his fingers to pinch the bridge of his nose, the pounding sensation in his head fades to a dull throb. The ding nearly knocks him off his feet as the doors open with a screech that leads to his grip tightening between his eyes. 
‘Must have overexerted myself somehow, the headache isn’t usually this severe. Granted, I haven’t had a break in a few days, what with teaching and patrol, but that shouldn’t be a factor.’ Thoughts pausing, he reaches for the doorknob, missing entirely. A sigh escapes as he attempts to refocus his eyes, relieved to find the apartment unlocked. ‘Not sure I could maneuver the key in this state.’
“How was patrol.”
While the words imply a question, the tone is anything but curious. Mic sits at the table, glare aimed at the door where Aizawa lingers, an air of hesitance simmering through his body. His eyes flicker to the clock hanging above Mic’s head before they wander back. ‘It’s still early, did he wake up just to meet me…? Or- stay up? He’s not normally a night owl…’
“It was… alright?”
“Was it now.”
Aizawa sets his goggles on the counter, a wince pulling his lips tight as the noise seems to echo throughout the kitchen. Mic continues tapping his foot, arms crossed as he lets his glare burn through the wall to Aizawa’s left. ‘It’s not an anniversary… or birthday… did I mess up his home studio again…? No, that can’t be it, I haven’t been in there for days…’ A light sniffle breaks free, Aizawa pressing the back of his hand to his nose to stall the drip. 
“I’m sorry Mic, I don’t understand..?” 
“You really don’t, do you Sho?” 
A hint of laughter starts to flood Mic’s stern tone as he lets a worried smile wash away the glare. Aizawa’s hesitance hasn’t dropped, his guard still up as he tries to sort through the past few minutes. Mic slowly raises to his feet, placing his glasses next to the goggles before giving Aizawa’s arm a light rub.
“Bless you, by the way.”
Aizawa simply blinks in response, Mic’s warm tone setting him off balance once more. ‘He was angry, but now he’s not..? Wait- bless me, but I didn’t sn-’ Before the thought can finish forming, Aizawa finds his fist pressed to his nose, a few tight stifles pushing through. 
“hh’gnnt-! eh’dnXT-! hh’enDGT-! guhh…”
“No stifling unless you’re on duty, love. We agreed.”
Mic ‘tsks’, lightly batting Aizawa’s hand away. Managing to open his eyes long enough to give a nod, Aizawa reaches for his scarf to muffle the oncoming sneezes. A hand resumes stroking his arm, Mic failing to disguise a wince at the flash of pain that had danced through Aizawa’s eyes. 
“heH-! ah’gNZSHDJuu-! hH’DESHH’oo-! hYEShh’duu-! eHh-! aiJZSHH’uu-!”
“There you go! Gotta feel better, doesn’t it? I never can understand how you manage to fit those violent outbursts into such tight little sounds.”
“P- praahhh-! hH’DTZSHh’oo-! Practice.”
“Bless you.”  
“Thank you.”
The words are gruff, Aizawa clearing his throat when they catch on their way out. Hands quickly fly back up to his temples, his own voice jarring the stinging into returning once more, eyes defocusing themselves. Something about a headache always leads to this haze settling just beneath his eyes, almost as if they’re trying to remove some of the pressure by removing his vision.
“Headache?”
“Yeah. Felt it coming on earlier, got worse after patrol.”
“Stifling can’t have helped. Were you doing that the whole time?” 
Not bothering to vocalize the answer they both know, Aizawa instead lets his shoulders dip as Mic’s hand slides down his back. Accepting the invitation, he leans into Mic’s chest, letting out a sigh under the gentle touch. The hand moves down then back up, carefully working the tension from his shoulders before settling against the back of his neck. 
“You’re warm.” 
“I d- heHh…” 
The reply gets cut off, Aizawa’s voice getting lost in a hurricane of ticklish breaths. He frantically attempts to pull away from Mic, only managing to aim at the floor before the hitching hits its crescendo. A single phrase cuts through the desperation, a blessing from Mic that he barely catches before the first release.
“Bless you.” 
“eh’GNXT-!”
Aizawa’s eyes meet Mic’s before the brunt of the fit takes hold. ‘Whoops… stifled again… it was a force of habit.’ He raises a hand to cover as he lets the rest out, aiming for his wrist under Mic’s watchful eye.
“haH- AIYDZSHH’uu-! hh’enGZZShh’diuu-! ihh… heshh…! hEZSShhhew-! hh- eh’hYIESZzshh’oo-!”  
“Bless you again.”
“Thank you, Mic.” 
Rubbing a hand against his nose, Aizawa sniffles, a deep sound that triggers a response from his chest. Coughs start to fight their way through his clenched teeth. At first he attempts to suppress the spasms, but the effort is pointless and he quickly switches to muffling them against his arm. Mic tuts at him, reaching over behind the goggles to pour something into a mug before handing it over with a gentle smile. Grateful for any relief, Aizawa takes a sip, grimace spreading across his face instantly. 
“This isn’t coffee, Mic.”
The second their eyes meet Mic doubles over with a laugh loud enough to rattle the cups on the counter. For a minute Aizawa fears he might hit the floor, the laughter not giving him many chances to suck in oxygen. Offering a halfhearted glare, Aizawa lets his free hand rub Mic’s back as the cackling man attempts to form words. 
“Yes, I k- know it’s not. It’s tea. B- but I didn’t know you’d react like that!” 
“Really, Mic?”
“I- I’m sorry- You just… you should have seen your face- It was priceless!”
“Why did you make me tea instea-”
“Blessings, again.”
“heAHhh-!” 
He’s barely able to set the mug down in time to press his nose into his scarf, another fit breaking through. Mic gets enough control over his laughter to offer a sympathetic sigh, hand returning to its post on Aizawa’s back.  
“eh’aiZShh’chuu-! hHeh-! hh’aiYZSHH’uu-! heh’GNZSHH’oo-!”
“Yeah, I wonder.” 
“hh’DJZSHhh’oo-! ehh… huhh-! AYISHH’guhh-!”
“No particular reason I’d switch out-”
“inNSHH’oo-! mmZSHH’choo-!”
“-the coffee for tea.” 
Aizawa lets another sniffle out, mirroring Mic’s wince at the lack of air passing through his inflamed sinuses. Raising a hand to crush the bridge of his nose between his fingers again, he tries to starve off the headache. ‘It’s almost like it’s trying to bash my skull from the inside out.’  In response, Mic brushes some hair from his forehead, offering a vague noise. 
“I mean it Sho, you really are warm.”
“It might be a bit hot in here, now that you mention it. Did you turn the heater on?”
“No, love, I didn’t.”
A gentle purr drips from Aizawa’s lips as Mic strokes his hair, scratching in the way he knows will get a reaction. Too tired to be embarrassed at the giggles Mic lets out over the noises, Aizawa simply collapses deeper into the feeling. He only snaps out of it when Mic starts leading him by his arm down the hall.
“The bedroom…? It’s mornin-”
“Not for you it’s not. Bed, now.” 
Sinking down into the soft sheets, Aizawa's eyes start to shut of their own accord. He manages to fight it off long enough to cast Mic a dark look. The only response he gets is Mic sitting next to him. Starting to stand, he pretends not to notice the way his legs tremble under the pressure.
“I have assignments I need to grade, Mic. I don’t have ti-”
“Bless you.” 
It’s quiet, especially for Mic, but Aizawa hears it loud and clear. Raising an eyebrow in return, he attempts to ignore the burning itch starting to spread down the bridge of his nose. Whether it was triggered by Mic’s blessing, or Mic simply saw it before did, it matters not. All that matters to Aizawa is not letting the prediction come true. 
“I did- heHHh- Didn’t sneeze.”
“You will.”
“N- nehhhh… no, I won’t. I simply don’t… don’t hhahh… have to.”
“Whatever you say, Shota.” 
Aizawa finds himself rolling his eyes as the itch refuses to back down, the sensation starting to dig deeper into his sinuses with a fluttering tickle. ‘N- not… not gonna… hEhh… oh- no I’m… I’m definitely g- gonna…’ Mic lets out a light giggle as Aizawa’s hand snaps to his face, the pink lining his nose starting to spread out to his cheeks.
“iH’GNT-! eh’knDT-!”
“Aizawa.” 
“S- Sohhhrry. heH’aiZSHHh’oo-! eh’GESHHh’uu-! hHdjGZShh’oo-!” 
The giggling continues, Aizawa casting a sigh in Mic’s direction as the fit trails off. Leaning over to reach for the tissues on the nightstand he manages a weak blow. Then, turning his attention back to his husband, who’s still chuckling at the display, Aizawa gives a tired scowl. 
“You’re enjoying this almost too much, Hizashi.”
“I’m sorry, it’s just… it’s hilarious you don’t even seem to notice what’s happening!”
“I’m sneezing, I know that.” 
“You’re sick, love.” 
Silence falls over them as Aizawa stares, Mic matching his gaze with a stare of his own. They stay locked, neither uttering a word, until Mic breaks the silence with a light chuckle.
“Bless you.” 
Aizawa groans lightly in response before, as predicted, ducking into his hands. He attempts to stifle them as a last ditch effort to save his pride. This, of course, fails spectacularly, the stifles only leaving his sinuses more congested, spreading the tickle deeper. A tissue is placed in his hand before he can process it, the soft touch sending him over the edge as it grazes his nose. 
“hh’gNXt-! inZGT-! eh’knDXT’chh-! ainGT’chh-! hh’KDT’choo-! heHh-! guhh… hehhh… hUHhhH-!”
As the hitching gives his nose a brief respite before the next attack, Aizawa feels Mic pressing clean tissues into his hand. He manages to pry open his watery eyes to glance at the concern Mic’s wearing across his face. The moment is soon cut short, tissues being put to use as the tickle swells again. 
“heH’GNZShh’oo-! AIZSHH’oo-! deh’JNZCHH’uu-! ahehH-! eh’kEZSHHh’uu-! ehh-! aiish- guhh… haahhh…” 
“Bless you.”
Only managing to shake his head, Aizawa’s hands start to fan his face, eyes fluttering as tears start to spill down his cheeks. His nose is quivering, each breath seeming to bring a new wave of ticklish fury as the very air he breathes seems to be itchy. Mic can’t help but chuckle at the sight, lightly squeezing Aizawa’s leg.
“Not done, are you?”
“Z- zaahhh… Zashi… ha- hahh… hehHh-! Have to-” 
Something hard hits Aizawa’s leg. As he manages to pry his eyes open again, he soon recognizes the whole box of tissues that Mic has passed his way. He shoots a watery glare at his husband, devoid of any real anger. Mic responds with another laugh, Aizawa grabbing a handful to press to his nose as it finally offers him some relief. The feeling’s short lived, however, as Mic proceeds to count blessings aloud. 
“hHdJGZSHH’oo-!” 
“One for the money!” 
“eHYZSHH’oo-!” 
“Two for the show!” 
“Hi- Hizashi- heAISHHH’oo-!” 
“Three to get ready, aaaand!”
“aIDJZSHhh’uu-!” 
“Four to go!”
“Having fun, d- dear? heh’AIHSHhh’diuu-!” 
“Bless you Shota. That’s one bad cold you’ve gone and caught.” 
Mic offers a smile, mischief shimmering through his eyes as he meets Aizawa’s gaze. In response, Aizawa freezes, the faint blush on his cheeks starting to darken as he averts his eyes. Staring at the sheets he feels his thoughts dip. ‘Sick… I can’t be- I would have noticed- how did he- am I really-’
“You really didn’t notice, did you?”
A deep cough springs from his chest, Mic letting out a low whistle as it gets harsher. Soon Aizawa’s leaning over, Mic offering comforts under his breath as the rasping continues, a slight wheeze starting to sound with each inhale. Finally it lets up, Aizawa wiping a few stray tears from his face as he attempts to fill his lungs with air again.
“I can’t understand how you didn’t see it with symptoms like that.” 
“How long have you- wait, how long have I?” 
“Well, you had a headache a few days ago, which wouldn’t be out of the ordinary, except that you actually had slept the night before. The next day the sniffling started, which I just figured was from the damp weather.”
“eh’kEZSHHh’oo-!”
“Bless. There was also a few stray sneezes, which we both know isn’t uncommon.” 
“hhDJZSHhh’uu-!”
“Bless again. But by day three you were staring to-”
“heh’HAIYSHH-ihh’DZSHJ’uu-!” 
Aizawa takes the pause to let out a wet blow, grimacing at the way it does nothing to alleviate the sinus pressure. Grabbing a few more tissues, he presses them to his face again, another sneeze dancing along just out of his reach. In order to secure it, he gently massages the tip of his nose, eyes shutting as it takes the bait. 
“kAISHhh’diuu-! huh’eNGZSHH’oo-!”
“Exactly. Not just a few anymore. And then last night when you headed out for patrol I could see you still had the headache.” 
“I just… I didn’t notice any of that…” 
With a laugh that seems to float through the air, Mic plants a kiss on Aizawa’s forehead, the wince not escaping either of them. ‘Must still be running a fever. Strange… I don’t actually feel any different… besides maybe a little flushed…’ 
“I know you didn’t. You’ve never been one to notice your own health, Sho. Let alone prioritize it. That’s why it’s my job to take care of you."
"hH'kEZSHHh'oo-!"
"Bless. Now! I’m going to get some medication, you’re going to take it, and then we’ll watch a few episodes of that show you like, and you’ll fall asleep in my arms. Got it?” 
Another cough starts spilling out, Aizawa letting a rough sigh replace it as Mic cups his face, a smirk replacing the signature smile as he melts into the touch. He follows suit with a gentle smile of his own, nose twitching as he brings the tissues back up. 
“hH’ENGZSHhh’oo-! How did I get so lucky with you, Zashi?”
“Because I wouldn’t stop pesting you until you let me take care of you, of course!” 
Aizawa laughs, deep and chesty, triggering a cough that has Mic apologizing through his own laughter, but it’s worth it. He never felt this kind of happiness before Mic, this kind of light. And on days when he feels himself slipping back into the dark, Mic is always there, shining like a beacon. 
Bringing him home. 
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a-snowpoff · 2 years
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Why simp for Sans or Papyrus when beloved Prunsel is right there?
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You so right
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I’m going to Perish I’ve started a reread of murderbot but with the audiobooks and oh. Oh boy. Oh geez Louise. Oh gosh. Oh my god
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