I’m making this post on the behalf of Hamza and his sister, who is currently suffering the severe side effects (which can lead to death) of anemia due to the scarcity of medical and other resources in the strip.

Please consider donating to their family, or otherwise boosting their fundraiser. Anything is helpful! Thank you!

Damian: I am highly trained in several methods of combat and weaponry. I am the Son of the Bat, heir to the Demon's Head throne, and I do not follow-

Jason: I'm not taking orders from someone who is anemic.

Dick: Anemic? Whose anemic?

Jason: Damian is. He's been anemic since-

Damian: Todd, silence. Be quiet. Think of everything I have on you-

Jason, laughing: Ohhhh sensitive topic for you, Dami? He's fucking deficient in iron. Has been since like 7.

Tim: Why are you ashamed of being anemic? The fuck.

Damian: I am not anemic.

Jason: You take iron supplements.

Damian: And you take Flintstone vitamins, idiot. You are a child.

Dick, raising an eyebrow: Wait… we’re really having a nutritional roast mid-patrol?

Jason, grinning: Absolutely. Damian’s secret weakness is iron deficiency. Who knew the perfect little assassin had a soft spot?

Damian, flaring: I am not—

Tim: Ohhhh, so it’s okay if you pop a pill every morning but I get grief for a missing organ?

Damian, fuming, clenching his fists: I do not pop pills frivolously! Each iron tablet is calculated, precise, and necessary for optimal performance! You, however, lost a spleen due to your own stupidity-

Jason: Optimal performance? It's literally a vitamin.

Dick: Honestly, I’m just impressed that we’re having a rooftop argument about vitamins and organs mid-patrol. Gotham must be proud.

Jason, pointing at Damian: You hear that, tiny vampire? Dick’s siding with me.

Damian, growling: “ He is not. And I will have you know, Todd, that my blood iron levels are—”

Jason, cutting him off: “—sad. And small. And hilarious. Got it.”

Tim: We literally have to just deprive him of vitamins and he'll be out of our hair.

Jason: He skips one meal and he's a goner.

Dick giggling: You’re talking about Damian like he’s a Tamagotchi.

Damian, outraged: I AM STANDING RIGHT HERE.

Jason, nodding seriously: Yeah, and you’re standing there on borrowed iron.

Tim, deadpan: “I’m just saying, tactically, if he ever goes rogue, we cut off access to supplements. No swords. No traps. Just… nutritional neglect.”

Damian, drawing his blade: I will end all of you.

Bruce, finally cutting in over comms: If anyone deprives anyone else of vitamins, I swear I will ground all of you.

Damian: This family is a disgrace.

wc : 430

tags : abby anderson x fem!reader with anemia, fluff, established relationship.

Girlfriend!abby who when she first found out about your anemia, didn’t stop her questions until she was sure about the way she could properly take care of you.

“Okay, is there anything you can’t eat?” she asked with an extremely concerned face. “What about what you should eat?”

“Abs, I have been dealing with my iron deficiency for years now. I know how to handle it by myself.” You answered her while running your hands through her blonde hair.

“I know that, but you’re my girlfriend, love. I want to be the only one taking care of you.” She whispered while gently pulling you in for a soft kiss. “You’re my priority, babe. As long as I’m here you’re not handling it by yourself.”

Girlfriend!abby who was very careful with your meal prepping, always searching for the exact kind of food your body needed.

And don’t even think you’re allowed to have a sip of coffee. While searching about anemia, abby found out caffeine can block iron absorption, so it shouldn't be consumed at the same time as an iron supplement. And that was it, no more caffeine was allowed into your house.

Girlfriend!abby who understood you better than yourself. Every time your anemia symptoms aggravated, she would have you resting in the most comfortable place possible, and that would be her arms.

“Abby, i’m feeling just fine. I just got a little dizzy, that’s all.” You told her as she laid you down in her bed.

It wasn’t true, today even the smallest chores seemed impossible to finish. It made you feel really guilty because you had promised you would go to the party she had been talking about all week.

“You don’t need to lie, princess. I noticed you have been feeling lightheaded all day. There’s nothing wrong about resting a bit.”

She got in bed with you, pulling your head to her chest while tangling her arms around your waist. “I’ll be here with you.”

“But I promised we would go out today, you were so excited and-” You tried to protest but were shushed by your girlfriend immediately.

“I’m not going to enjoy being out if I know you’re feeling unwell, babe. We can still go out, but only when you’re feeling okay.”

Those words offered you deep comfort, relieving your sense of guilt. Abby was so gentle when it came to you, it was almost unrecognizable. Not because you needed her to be gentle, nor because you were weak, but because she cared very deeply about you and would do anything she could to make you feel seen.

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feeling like I just made some bullshit!

it’s really short and not as good as I planned it to be, but I really hope you like it. I felt like I couldn’t make more progress with this, so I finally decided to post it (after weeks of trying to write something better). But it’s okay because it is better than not writing anything at all, i guess.

Kim Hongjoong x reader, Choi Jongho x reader (separate)

Thank you @roronoas-wife for the request!

Pumped this one out fast because I did fall over from getting up three times today lol. Also my bias for gummy iron is very blatant in this.

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when abled people say to push yourself out of your comfort zone… yeah you can ignore that. That ‘comfort zone’ they speak of is just… an entirely different thing. You CAN grow without pushing yourself to your limits. You CAN grow without collapsing in a QFC parking lot sobbing uncontrollably and unable to breathe because everything is just too loud.

when they say ‘step out of your comfort zone’ or tell you you need to ‘embrace discomfort’ they are actually referring to discomfort as the feeling of ‘I would kinda prefer not to be doing this.’ They are NOT referring to the following:

About to have a panic attack

About to cry

About to literally faint from pain

Actually they usually assume there is no physical pain at all

Completely mute/about to go nonverbal

About to have a flashback/meltdown/other crisis

Actually crying/having a panic attack/fainting/having a crisis