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the hauntings of Andrew Wyeth

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🌀 Need to be hypnotized into becoming a perma-fatty slob and don’t snap me out of it until the transformation is complete and then let the older version of me struggle with the consequences 🌀
goodest girl, full of anticipation for what might be next
The thing is Kim Soleum isn't this extremely remarkable person by chance or for plot convenience, I think. This is just the result of his years in the workforce. His curse is that he's an extremely competent employee who keeps getting dragged into miserable positions and jobs and his grief is his line of work it's a job that he hates and all he wants is to go home. But what do you do when even that "home" is no longer something that really exists.
Kim Soleum loses more and more of the home that he "belongs to" as the story progresses. First he loses the world that he belonged to, the original world with none of the terrifying ghosts, though plagued with many other horrors. He loses access to his family and friends whom he barely mentioned (did he even talk to them? Visited? It's all a mystery)
Then as he tries to cope and adapt to his new life as an employee, he's taken away, and returned, and now he's lost his place in that company, lost the place he's supposed to live in, and lost contact with some friends along the way.
Then as he struggles in this new, distorted form, concealing his humanity, part of him gets taken too.
Just like the wise woman, Dolly Parton once said, "it's all taking and no giving".
Ever since Kim Soleum stepped into the world of DER, he's given all he could, all that he had, and yet the universe kept taking and taking and taking from him with no mercy.
Now he's stuck doing a job he hates, with very little security blanket, no real accommodations, and most importantly, no real sense of self anymore. He's lost part of his humanity, parts of his consciousness, his will and power and agency...
Reassuring your lover that your affections are greater than the scars he's left on your body - post overblot
〚 Vil Schoenheit x Reader 〛
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It was late summer, and the intolerable heat of the daytime, though much less intensified during the night, was a lingering discomfort. The covers, light as they were, had been discarded on your side of the bed. Vil noticed that at some point during the night you had also disposed of your shirt, a light sheen of sweat glistening on your exposed back as you slept.

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I don’t have any for myself, but to the consideration of people who have whump OCs that are actors
dehydration is a pain in the ass, and will make you miserable <3
they get a nosebleed right before they’re cued to enter, so they have to enter with toilet paper/a paper towel stuck up their nostril
they’ve been sitting around for a while, since their cue doesn’t come until halfway through the show, but when they stand up vertigo hits them like a truck
not being able to realize they’re shaking from more than adrenaline after a big dance number
their head pounding and reeling when they go onstage, but they still have to stay in character. the show must go on, right?
(they pass out as soon as they’re out from the backstage area <3)
(I think most of these also work for fevers. btw.)
Kate Bishop x fem!/g/n reader sickfic
Something from my old old drafts from years ago, so old its in past tense lmao; a little offering to prove I’m attempting to be more active on here
Quiet Night
“Hey” the word was soft and low, almost a whisper as it drifted through the quiet of your shared apartment.
“Hmm?” You hummed, turning your attention away from your book and looking up just as Kate plopped down on the couch next to you with Lucky following at her heels. The raven haired woman moved close, snuggling herself up to your side and resting her head on your shoulder, placing a soft kiss there.
“You alright, love? You’ve been quiet today.” She looked up at you with those deep, loving ocean eyes and you saw a small worried cease between her brows.
The fact that she cared so deeply about even the little things was one of the reasons you loved her so much. It was just who Kate was, it was in her nature to be observant and to care for others.
You offered her a small smile. For a second you thought about just saying you’re tired, which you were, but when she looked at you like that, you knew you were putty in her hands. Plus while you do normally tend to be on the quieter side, being as quiet as you were today definitely signaled to your girlfriend in some way that something was off and you both knew it.
“Sorry, Katie, I guess I’m not really feeling the best today. My throats killing me.” You admitted and for a second her features relaxed, glad it wasn’t something too serious, but then her face turned back to worry, a bit of sympathy along with it this time.
She turned her body more towards you, her eyes soft, and cupped your face gently in her hands. You leaned into her cool touch and she mentally noted the unusual warmth of your skin.
“Aw baby,” her words were soft than a whisper, “ you don’t have to be sorry for not feeling well. Thank you for telling me.” She hummed sincerely and kissed your forehead both to comfort you and to double check your fever.
“You do feel and little too warm.” Her soft lips murmured as she pulled away.
“I think you’re definitely coming down with something love.” Kate’s thumbs grazed along your flushed cheeks for a moment before she stood up and offered you her hand.
“C’mon.” She smiled brightly in the way she knew you loved. “We’re getting you to bed, I’ll make you some tea, look for some meds and maybe some lozenges and we can snuggle and binge something until you fall asleep.” She spoke, her joyful, sweet energy making your heat thump as you intertwined your hand with hers and let her pull you into a warm, loving hug.
The two of you laughed a little as Lucky tried to get between the two of you, nuzzling his wet nose into you hands. You pulled away and smile at your girlfriend.
“That sounds perfect, Katie” You kissed her cheek in gratitude.
She smiled back and told you to get in bed and pull up something to watch.
Lucky followed you and you patted his head before getting under the blankets and stretching out as you leaned against the cool pillows. After reveling in the soft sheets for a moment, you sat up, grabbed your laptop, rearranged some pillows, and settled yourself comfortably against the bed board.
You opened your favorite streaming service and clicked on the show that you and Kate were currently hooked on. You waited for her but after a few minutes you yawned of boredom and pressed play on the first episode.
“Okay babe, here we g—hey!” Kate padded into the room a couple minutes later and pouted the second she heard the show already playing.
You let out a small chuckled which turned into a short cough that had Kate rushing to your side. She set a tray on her bedside table and handed you a glass of water which you gratefully gulped down.
You smirked at her and she raised an eyebrow. “I knew you’d pout.” Your face turned smug and prideful as she glared playfully at you while crawling into bed next to you.
You smiled. “Don’t worry love, it’s just the first episode.” You showed her the screen which made her relax since the two of you were already on season two.
Your girlfriend huffed, slightly annoyed at herself for not knowing what was playing since you had rewatched it like four times already.
“So…” Kate started as she snuggled up to you, wrapping her strong arms around you. “…allergies or cold?” She asked even though she was sure you had a fever.
You had been suffering from your spring hay fever for the past couple weeks, and although it had rained multiple days in a row, effectively giving you a small break from the sneezing, itchy eyes and dry throat, and slight hives, she could tell they were still bothering you enough.
“….I’m thinking both.” You grumbled as your buried your face against her shirt and let out an annoyed huff.
Kate kissed your hair as her hand started rubbing your shoulder soothingly. “Aw I’m sorry baby, let’s get some medicine in you, yeah?”
You nodded in agreement and let her measure out the correct dosage of cold meds and the second you took it she immediately hugged you right back into her side and settled your laptop where the both of you could see it easily.
“Just a quiet night, you and me. Yeah?” Kate hummed, hand already starting to run through your hair again.
You settled in impossibly closer as she clicked play on the screen and the opening credits whirled to life.
“Yeah…and Lucky” You smiled warmly remembering the sweet dog curled up at your feet.
Kate let out a small chuckle, her chest rumbling comfortingly beneath you, then she kissed your head once more.
“And Lucky.”
americans when the village residents are getting evil or something