Im Suffering From A Horrendous Disease Called Being In Your 20s

please don't be a pressure sore please don't be a pressure sore please don't be a pressure sore

wawawawa i saw ur fic reqs were open………….. could you do a sickfic of kanade and mafuyu from project sekai?

more in depth character info can be found by searching “kanade yoisaki” or “mafuyu asahina” but here’s some basics:

kanade is a composer for a music group that mafuyu is in

mafuyu lives with kanade. it’s just them in the house

kanade is very much a workaholic, and would probably be resistent to being cared for while sick (especially if it means she can’t make music)

mafuyu cares a lot about kanade, but her expressions don’t show much on her face

mafuyu’s well versed in medical knowledge and will take care of kanade no matter what

mafuyu is the lyricist for the music group

no pressure of course!!! take your time if you want to take my request

(A/N: I hope I did a decent job! Had to do some digging since I've never heard of Project Sekai before, so I apologize if anything is out of character!) As she slowly opened her weary eyes, Kanade felt the familiar weight of illness settle upon her. Her body ached, her head throbbed, and she could hardly find the motivation to even lift her head from the pillow. She'd spent another long, brutal, and hyperfocused night composing. She really knows that with her poor and immunocompromised state with the lack of sleep and proper nutrition, she should have gotten some rest the second she felt the malaise seep deep down. However, songs needed to be composed, and work needed to be done. Honami was too busy helping someone else to aid her this time, and Kanade grumbled to a sitting point. She had to save herself. "Hm." Mafuyu, however, appeared to have other plans. Mafuyu sat quietly by her bedside, with a stoic expression as she observed Kanade's condition. Despite the lack of emotion on her face, Mafuyu was deeply concerned for her friend and roommate. She knew how much Kanade dedicated herself to her music, often neglecting her own health in the process. Mafuyu had always been silently impressed by Kanade's drive and determination, but she was certainly viewing its downsides at this moment. As she gently placed her hand on Kanade's forehead, she could feel the fever that had set in overnight. "You've got a fever," Mafuyu spoke. "You've been working too hard again." "...There's really no such thing as working too hard." Kanade's voice came out weak from her scratchy throat. "There is. Now, Honami stopped by and cooked us some oats. You're going to eat them, they're good for your throat." Kanade tried to muster up a weak smile as she met Mafuyu's gaze, but even that small gesture felt like an effort in her weakened state. "I'm fine," she insisted weakly, even as her body betrayed her with a fit of coughing. Mafuyu furrowed her brow, unconvinced by Kanade's reassurances. "You're not fine," she replied firmly, her voice betraying a hint of annoyance- Annoyance that was only masking compassion. "You're sick, and you need to rest and eat." Kanade huffed in frustration, her determination to work warring with her knowledge that Mafuyu was right. "But I have so much work to do," she mumbled stubbornly, attempting to push herself upright in bed, only to be gently pushed back down by Mafuyu's stern hold. "And you'll do it poorly If you do it sick. C'mon. Oats."

2024 Proship-tober!

I don't believe the proship community has an art-tober sort of thing! So I made one! Feel free to skip days! Posting this early to give people time to prepare! <3

on tumblr people will say "yeah i've got 7 mental illnesses" then call you schizo for the most mundane symptoms and on reddit people will say "i'm a slightly awkward introvert" and you go to their profile to see their post history and they have mental health issues you didn't know god could create

goodnight to people who are unable to run goodnight to people who used to be known for 'running/skipping' everywhere until it became far too painful and dangerous goodnight to people who have a walking gait that shows deformity and 'disturbs others' goodnight to people who have limbs that 'move wrong' goodnight to people who walk with a limp goodnight to people who stumble and fall goodnight to people who use a mobility aid goodnight to people who use elevators goodnight to people who use shower-chairs goodnight to people who use ramps

ai does not belong in creative spaces. period.

shota so gnc they think hes a loli.. i repeat...

Your f/os love you. In fact, they love you a lot.

They love you regardless of your appearance.

They love you if you are neurodivergent.

They love you if you are disabled in anyway, shape or form.

They love you even if you think that you are a bad person.

Your f/os believe that you are the world to them. You mean everything to them. You do not have to be perfect for them. They love it when you are truly yourself. (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)

Radqueers & Antis please do not touch. Thank you! /nm

Room temperature take but I think some of you guys are only here for the Darkships and to seem “edgy” and aren’t actually anti harassment

something that doesn't get talked enough about in my opinion is how absolutely isolating it is when you throw up all. the. time. and especially because it's seen as a "gross" symptom by most people. It is and has been the most isolating symptom for me and also happens to be my most severe symptom. I have thrown up at almost all of my friends houses, in my friends cars, at the majority of all sleepovers that i've been to, in public, on public transportation, in front of my friends or my friends parents, etc etc and this has been happening since i was a young child. It is absolutely devastating to lose your social life due to something you can't control and it is even more devastating to be considered gross by those you are around. And I ask that people please be kind to those of us that experience symptoms like vomiting and other gastrointestinal problems, because i can guarantee that it is a lot harder on us than it is you for witnessing it.