#im miserable rn

[bloodblossoms]

Do you guys ever just go through years of trying to find medicine that will make you happy and then you finally get it right and achieve happiness and have the best few months you’ve ever had and then one day it suddenly stops working and now you have to go through the repeating process of taking new meds and being told there’s a chance that they’ll work and you won’t know till a week or two later and then suddenly feel like you were just meant to be miserable, no just me? okay :3

[pixiestickfics]

flu ridden drabble about dottore x sick(written mostly w/ flu symptoms, not terminal)! lab assistant! reader

probably shit idfk I have a headache and js wanna write this down (sorgy it isn't as cute as usual w/ dividers, I'm not grabbing my laptop)

established relationship, soft! dottore as usual, fluff???? idk im tired, self-indulgent.. very self-indulgent i love this stupid doctor man, no word count i wrote it on tumblr

likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated.. or something idk man

Dottore, who gets concerned when his lovely lab assistant doesn't come in, leaving him relying on one of the segments to temporarily fill your role.

Dottore, who as soon as he's able to take a break or leave the lab, he makes his way back to your shared home.

Dottore, who walks into your shared room to you practically hacking up a lung as you reach for a glass of ice cold water, hearing the ice clink against the glass.

Dottore, who gets uncharacteristically worried as he sees your sluggish movements while you drink the water, before putting it back onto the bedside table.

"Dearest?" You hear his voice call out, shockingly softened as he takes in the scene in front of him. Half of your body under the comforter, despite the sweat dampening your skin, causing your skin to become slightly sticky.

"Oh, archons. C'mere, let me check your temperature. You should've let me know you weren't feeling well," he lightly scolds, walking over to rest the back of his hand on your forehead, sighing when he felt how badly you were burning up, before moving to feel your neck, pressing a small kiss to your forehead.

After he pulled away, he moved the strands of hair stuck to your forehead due to the sweat, looking around the room with a soft sigh, hearing you mumble a quiet apology.

"I'll be right back, my dear," he sighed, making his way downstairs to grab a cloth and dampen it, ringing it out so it wouldn't soak the bed, then making his way upstairs. He carefully put the cloth onto your forehead, making sure it was touching the bare skin, before putting out the candle, hearing you mumble a thanks to the blue haired man as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Do not thank me, darling. I will not allow you to lay here and be miserable when I can atleast help you with the pain of the illness, even if only temporarily. If I did, what kind of doctor would I be?"

[noctilu-uca]

we shpuld findnout who made adobe illustrator so FUCKING DIFFICULT TO WORK WITH and be very mean to them

[theneonflower]

can i interest u in some fluff as we stare down the deth known as Tomorrow's Release of That Movie?

pls god just hit me

[girls-are-very-pretty]

Only i have bad enough luck to get stuck in a ditch, drive 3 miles down the road after ive gotten unstuck and then get in a car crash.

[kotaroist]

i dont believe in marriage but holy hell i wanna be someone's wife so bad

[lesbianmartingore]

love when my period knocks me flat on my ass

[makeouts]

The swelling in my face needs to go down !!!!! 👹⚠️🙅‍♀️