So about that concept about the world where everything is day/night assigned. I don’t feel like making up OCs just for this story specifically, so I’m just gonna play with the ones that I already have. Drakonsha would be a nightborn, but they would always feel unresistable licking of flames inside themselves
“ I’m sorry Dan but I’m not going to make it today” you apologized over the phone to friend who you were meant to be going to the movies with in a few hours.
“What!? Why!?” He exclaimed in return.
“I’m really sick, I’ve got the flu or something so I just need to stay home. I’m so sorry Daniel” through the scratchiness of your sick voice, guilt was also evident. Nothing felt worse than cancelling on someone last minute, especially a close friend.
“Oh, that’s no good then. Don’t worry about it at all, you just get some rest and feel better soon” Dan replied sympathetically.
You thanked Dan for being so understanding before saying your goodbyes and hanging up.
Almost moments after putting the phone down you were asleep. You had been getting fevers, hot to cold, cold to hot, your body could not make a decision which caused you to toss and turn in your sleep, often waking yourself up. When that wasn’t bothering you, the dry and scratchy coughs did. Your throat was in agony, every cough feeling like you were swallowing a knife.
“Wow, you move a lot in your sleep.” A voice came from nowhere causing you to shoot up from the bed in shock. You placed your hand on your chest and breathed out a sigh of relief when you find Daniel smirking in the doorway of your room.
“What the hell, Dan!” you attempt to yell at the well known intruder, however it sounded more like a hiss.
“Don’t shoot me, I come with gifts” Dan says, lifting a plastic bag that was hanging from his grip.
Dan ended up ordering you back to bed while he went and “prepared some things.” Which in all honesty, only frightened you. You decided to pull up a movie on your laptop, assuming that Dan would be sticking around for a while. About 10 minutes later Dan returned to your room, accompanied by a bottle of water, some cold and flu tablets, box of tissues, throat lozenges and a cup of lemsip. For such a clumsy man, you had no idea how he hadn’t dropped anything.
“Scoot over” He instructed as he balanced everything in his arms whilst climbing into the bed beside you.
He placed the mug of lemsip in your hands and placed everything else beside you. Taking a sip of the bitter drink, you couldn’t help but screw your face up in dislike which caused Dan to giggle.
“So what are we watching?” Dan questions as he places his arm around your shoulders, causing butterflies to flutter in your belly.
You were about three quarters of the way through your movie of choice when you felt your eyes growing heavy. At some point you had finished your drink and curled up into your friends side, your head resting on his chest while he ran his fingers through your hair in the most relaxing way. You realized that you really needed to thank him before you fell asleep so you craned your neck so you could look up at his face.
“Dan?” you whisper, pulling his attention from the movie.
“What’s up? Do you need something?” he questions instantly.
“No, I just wanted to thank you for all of this. It really means a lot and you really didn’t have to.”
“Of course I had to, I couldn’t let you rot away on your own. You don’t need to thank me” Dan replies cheekily, a smirk evident on his handsome face.
“Thank you” you say once again
“I said you don’t need to thank me” Dan whispers, leaning down close to your face, your noses just touching.
“Dan, you’ll get sick” you whisper back, a big smile on your face as you now learn that he cares just as much as you do about him.
“For the love of god, please get me sick” Dan says with a small laugh before he connects your lips in a soft yet passion filled kiss.
Needless to say, you both ended up cuddled up together in your bed for the next few days, both sick and Dan couldn’t be happier.
Summary: Phil starts bringing boys home. Dan starts tweeting song lyrics.
Word Count: 3436
A/N: List of songs referenced at the end.
It started one Friday night. Dan
was sprawled out on the couch. Laptop up and open to tumblr. He was settled for
Then Phil came out of his room.
He was in black jeans and a button up shirt.
‘I’m going out with some friends
from uni.’ He announced.
'Oh.’ Dan took a few moments to
process the information. 'Since when?’
'About forty-five minutes ago. I
got a message and I thought why not?’
'Why not.’ Dan echoed.
'So… I’m not sure how late we’ll
be out. Don’t wait up for me.’
Dan didn’t normally get to bed
until about 2am on a normal night. He sort of thought he would see Phil come in
before he headed off to retire for the night. But at 1.30am when he was heading
off there was still no sign of Phil whatsoever.
He was woken up at 3am to the
sound of a door slamming.
'Sshh.’ Followed by a giggle. 'My
roommate is asleep.’
A/N: Thank you for everyone’s patience. I’ll try to get on and write more. But I’m also sick at the moment and got inspired.
You went through thick and thin, stayed on the top of the line to just keep up with your friends, Sherlock and John. But you quickly found yourself as vulnerable as a child. You were sick and you hated it. There was something going around at your work but you ignored it. You thought it was Dave the IT guy that gave you this. You groaned as you got to 221B and went up the stairs, flopping on the couch.
“You’re late” Sherlock called from the kitchen
“Don’t even start Sherlock” You replied groggily.
“Are you on your period?” John questioned, taking in your mood.
“I wish I was” You chuckled “No, I got sick. I think it was Dave the IT guy at the office” You sat up. John stood “Did you take any cold and flu tablets?” He asked.
“I took, vitamin C tablets, and had some Zinc” You shrugged.
“How long ago?” He questioned
“About… uh… 5 minutes ago” You replied.
“Wait maybe 10 more minutes if you want tea” He replied before sitting back down. Sherlock sat in his chair and watched you carefully “We had a case in an hour… but as your friends, it’s our job to take care of you”
“Pretty sure I can take care of ACHOO! …myself…” You groaned and Sherlock tossed a box of tissues your way. John gave a smile at the gestures that Sherlock was doing. You looked at Sherlock “I thought this was some Quadruple Homicide that you were really hooked into” You looked down.
“I’m sure Lestrade can figure it out with his force. If he needs my help, he’ll call” He replied simply as you laid down and smiled and you saw Sherlock walk into the kitchen before you fell asleep.
You woke up to the smell of something nice. You stand and walk to the kitchen and sit at the table “Afternoon” John greeted, reading the paper and Sherlock brought over a bowl of soup. You looked at him in surprise “You cooked?” you asked “Well, tried” he replied. You took a bite and shook your head. your eyes widened by a short intestine in the soup. You gagged and ran to the bathroom, throwing up. John raised an eyebrow “Let’s just get Chinese” He whispered to Sherlock, who nodded in immediate agreement.
Later, you sat on the couch with some crackers and ginger ale while waiting for the food to arrive. Sherlock sighed “Sorry for poisoning you” He apologized.
“Wasn’t your fault” You shrugged as you nibbled on a cracker. John got the door when the food arrived and paid before going upstairs. He gave you the soup and a box of Crab Rangoon. You three ate and watched a movie. Sherlock started making deductions annoying you and John. You glared and stuffed a Crab Rangoon in his mouth “Shut up Sherlock” you mumbled and kept eating while John laughed. You were a lucky person you could say to have them as your friends.
Prompt: Blackwatch Genji discovering his legion of loving fans.
Genji had just returned from a rather exhausting mission. He was absolutely exhausted, but he could not sleep because his mind was still racing and phantom pains were acting up. So, he took some sleep inducing medicine that Mercy gave him. However, they were not instant. He’d have to wait for the effects to kick in. He wasn’t too excited about lying awake in bed, left alone to his thoughts while he waited. So, he figured it’d be a good idea to just browse online as he wound down.
He laid back in his bed and turned on his tablet, thinking he could listen to come calming music or watch cute animal videos. However, he noticed he got an e-mail, from Angela no less. He assumed it was an important message regarding his treatment or something along those lines, so he went to open the message immediately.
There was nothing in the subject line, and the only things in the message were a link and a short message saying “If you’re ever feeling down, just take a look at this. You will not be disappointed! <3 -Mercy.”
Genji made a gentle scoff in response to reading this. The link must have lead to a cute cat video or something. Well, he was up for some cute things, so he gladly pressed the link. However, he was awfully confused upon seeing what came up.
It was a news article. It featured Genji and a recent mission he did. He’d saved a few civilians from a minor Omnic assault, really no big deal to him. He read the article and was disappointed to see controversy regarding his very existence. Calling him a double agent… working for man and omnic due to his beastly appearance. The article questioned how trustworthy he was and whether or not these “hybrid abominations” would start trending.
This didn’t make his mood any better. In fact, it made him feel worse. What the hell was Mercy thinking? Was this some sick joke? He made it to the end of the article and was about to close the window to send Mercy a very angry response. However, a bunch of heart emojis near the bottom of the screen caught his eye, so he scrolled down further. Looked like the article had a comment section.
Wow! Whoever this guy is, he’s a real hero!! 😍😍❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Is it just me, or is this guy super cute? I wouldn’t mind him swooping in to save MY ass.
These news folk sure are desperate to stir up drama. He saved human beings from a terrorist attack. Pretty sure he’s legit.
I’m curious as to why he has so many cybernetics? Considering the level of modern medicine, he must have gotten pretty banged up. This guy probably sacrificed huge portions of his body saving people! Why must you shit on him like this!?
Okay but seriously, he is so badass. Hope to see more from him.
Solid 10/10. Very attractive. Would love to meet him.
Comments like this flooded the page, and Genji lost himself in the endless scrolling. He was in complete awe, seeing so many people come to defend him, to compliment him, to even appreciate the body that he has come to hate so much.
He set his tablet down on the bed and got up to go to his bathroom. he turned on the light and took a long look at himself in the mirror. He still didn’t quite like what he saw. Still, as he looked at himself, all those kind words flooded his mind, and a small smile managed to find a spot on his face. He ran back to his bed and flopped onto the mattress, immediately picking his tablet back up to scroll some more. Some people wrote lengthy paragraphs on how much they loved him, ad before he knew it, he was crying.
Hot tears streamed down his face, one hand came up to cover the smile on his face. He just couldn’t believe it. All these people love him… for him! They didn’t see the ugly, mangled body he saw. They saw him as a hero, a lifesaver. Not some monstrous abomination.
He hugged his tablet close, then continued scrolling.
Mercy came to check on him the next morning and smiled when she saw him fast asleep. He was sprawled out on his bed, completely out cold. His tablet was still on, sitting right next to his face. Clearly, he just kept reading until he passed out.
Mercy quietly moved the tablet out of the way and shut it off, then left Genji to enjoy his first peaceful slumber in awhile. She had so much more to show him, but she’d let that wait. Wouldn’t want to overwhelm him after all.
When the rap at his door comes, Fitz moans into his pillow.
He had known this was coming, he’d just hoped it wouldn’t come so soon.
‘Fitz? Can I come in?’
Raising himself up onto one elbow, he sucks in a breath.
‘Yeah,’ he calls, trying not to let his voice sound as bunged up as it is. ‘It’s not locked.’
He had begun to sniff only hours after returning from Ossetia, and his sniffles had rapidly turned into shivering. Then he’d started to ache all over, with pain that even a hot shower couldn’t relieve, and by the time he’d dressed in fresh, warm clothes and clambered into his bed, Fitz had reluctantly had to admit it to himself.
01-11-15 / I have a lecture at 9am tomorrow so I’m trying to speed up my recovery with some cold + flu tablets and purdey’s delicious vitamin drink. I’m determined to get better because tomorrow I have to present part of the lecture to members of the class who haven’t done Linguistics before which I’m quite excited about!
I was bored and sick so I made Energon. It’s actually sprite with Alka-Seltzer cold tablets, food coloring, and cake shimmer dust XD That’s the same thing they use to make Viniq look so cool, but you can put it in anything.
@ask-dr-knockout will be happy to know that I’m having some medical grade and getting rest (not! I’m actually procrastinating from grading XD )
Summary: Because who doesn’t love a sick & stubborn giant? Word Count; 900+ Genre; fluff Request: yes
He could feel his throat burn whenever he tried to swallow his drink, causing him to wince in pain every single time. Who had he killed in a past life to deserve this pain? He shouldn’t have ignored the headache and little coughs he had been dealing with a few days prior. If he had taken some flu tablets and vitamins like his girlfriend had suggested perhaps he wouldn’t be in this situation. And that was another thing that seemed to make the pain ten times worse, the fact that his girlfriend was busy with work and couldn’t take the time off to look after him.