#medicine? don't know her

[kagooleo]

johto’s champion and chronicler for the deity of the ilex shrine, it’s lyra!🌿

this one took me a while due to trying out different techniques (studying a Lot of art nouveau) and making a couple changes to her outfit (the details help), but I’d like to think she’s learned a lot in her journey and wanted to reflect her experience more in her champion fit

her specialty would be in fairy types and her meganium’s divergent evolution is grass/fairy 🧚🪷

and a bonus w/ the johto gang after the photoshoot!

#kagarts #trainer lyra #meganium #pokemon hgss #get ready for a bigass tag wall again HYAH #her team picks are meganium (grass/fairy + shiny!) azumarill togekiss alola ninetales gardevoir and clefable (mega evolves for fairy/steel) #terrains and high sp atk + statuses galore + her dino can cause a stronger confusion (like toxic w badly poisoned but its w/ Bad headaches) #i'll probably make changes as i go design wise for meganium but colors were inspo from sampaguita flowers #the flower's associated with true friendship and utilized in medicines or given as good gestures in various traditions and celebrations #and also bc she's 🇵🇭 babey!!!!!!!! i'm slapping all my favs w the pinoy beam and not even the dinos are safe >:] #since her dino is shiny a lot of the colors are just a few color diffs where the little orbs are + warmer tones. gotta make a ref sometime #not sure if I should tag the others bc the focus is on her. but the quartet always pulls thru for each other #i like thinking silver gets comfortable enough to be the friend that's “s'cuse you my Friend asked for No pickles” #silver in line picking up her food like “yeah yeah i know her and btw that’s CHAMPION lyra to you. YES she ordered a strawberry shake” #both of their meganiums are Best friends and silver likely uses his dino when you rematch him (and his would beee grass/dragon) #calling this piece Done though oh my god this semester has been nuts. don't wanna take any longer on a single piece or i'm eating tree bark #tumblr's gonna kill the quality on it but idgaf im Done. i need to tidy up my sheezy now

[meganechan05]

Someone reminded me about Himeno's reaction to Yanma chugging the "rainbow jururia" to leave Ishabana ASAP

COMPARED TO HOW SHE REACTS TO RITA CHUGGING THEIR TEA TO LEAVE THE TEA PARTY ASAP

IF THAT'S NOT BUG YURI, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS!!!! щ(゜▽゜щ)

#RITA IS HER EXCEPTION #SHE WILL EXCUSE POOR TABLE MANNERS IF IT'S RITA BC SHE WANTS TO SPEND TIME WITH THEM #GRAAAAAGHHHHH #(I mean I don't blame Yanma. his whole view of her was ruined like 10 minutes ago) #but the Queen of the Country of Beauty and Medicine #overlooking poor table manners that is chugging tea behind a mask #JUST TO GET TO KNOW HER FELLOW KING SHE WANTS TO ACTIVELY BEFRIEND #AAAAAGHHHH #okie I'm done #kingohger #king ohger #ohsama sentai kingohger #rita kaniska #rita kanisuka #himeno ran #hymeno ran #himerita #hymerita #bug yuri #super sentai

[hauntedpearl]

at some point. maybe. castiel should have stolen a piece of dean's soul and made himself a baby. and just like he just has this baby now. when he's not with the winchesters? yeah he's taking the baby to school actually. he is taking it to the park. he is going to the soccer games. does dean find out? maybe. at some point. it will drive him insane, which I think would be very funny. sam is just scared of the baby and also concerned about the logistics of baby making in this manner and not entirely concerned enough about the violations to the cosmic geneva convention which stipulates no soul stealing! but you know! it's whatever! anyway. give that man a baby he wants one so bad!

#blame the cough medicine ans the cold medicine and the feveredicine #i think i jave covid #no like fr i think i have covid #so like #im just saying things now #doe is talking again #obsessed with giving cas a baby sometimes this makes me crazy i think #should happen around s6/7/8 imo #and then the baby is just theee #there* #we don't see her until it's like s15 and then it's like three whole retrospective episodes and dean's like...you KEPT MY BABY FROM ME #and cas os like YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE AND ALSO A MEANIE YOU MADE JACK CRY #so you know #everything is normal

[white-haired-mahariel]

Fenris using his lyrium powers to give Hawke an "open"-chest cardiac massage to restart their heart after the Arishok fight. Is this anything.

#dragon age 2 #da2 #fenris #something something the juxtaposition of fenris ripping his enemies' hearts out of their chests #and fenris cradling hawke's heart inside their chest desperately trying to keep it beating #i'm making this canon for marian ngl #post-getting absolutely shish kabobed by the arishok #cue the unlikely dream team of anders fenris and merril scrambling to save her #anders healing the damage #fenris massaging her heart whenever it stops #merril using blood magic to prevent her from bleeding out #idk #also i know nothing about medicine don't come at me #fenhawke

[daily-whistlepaw]

daily whistlepaw until ah becomes PoV day 1167

I think I finally understand how people feel when around a crush, can't say I enjoy it

#warrior cats #whistlepaw #windclan #medicine cat apprentice #this isn't my first crush lol but this one has had me feel the strongest of feelings (and might be my first genuine crush lol) #the fact I have been building up A Lot of stress for the entire week probably didn't help. #and the fact my stomach hurt is also probably at least partially to explain by the fact I barely ate last night #but MAN seeing my (latest) crush in such a pretty dress and then go on stage and play (a goddess!!!!!!! she's a goddess) #(I already bought tickets to go see the full thing; I will die but I will die happy (I hope)) #but yeah I struggled for a good 2 hours to fall asleep and also had stomach weirdness happening the next morning #man it was not fun #(and then she came to sit next to me during class and I had to play it cool (I was too deranged on sleep deprivation to really care about #being my typical brand of weird but I do sometimes feel like an idiot around her and feel guilty because then I fear that she finds me #annoying and will hate me and I will fail this again (losing a friendship over a crush once was not that fun lol) and Traumas don't help #either at all so uh I'm just trying to spend time with her I just always feel a bit worried that I'm annoying her and it's consuming my bra #I do also still feel a little guilty about having this crush; internalized homophobia/issues around sexuality are hard to shake off #and while it's very normal and stuff I never dare to go the entire way when my brain conjures fantasies that are a little too risqué #I just feel guilty man I know I shouldn't but still it fucking sucks in my brain #and god talking about this in therapy would be a mess #I might have to eventually but I don't wanna #anyways; wild vent in the tags aside; yay a whis!

[welcometoteyvat]

@apologems here, some shenhe & baizhu for you [random character pairs asks] thanks for your patience because this is really late and enjoy <3

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The light fragrance of qingxin emanates from the little brown pills in Shenhe's palm. It will not change how the pills taste, though, so she downs them all at once.

… They're not as bitter as she expected. The taste is like… like regret softened with honey, a tinge of sweetness lingering in her throat. Something indescribable dislodges itself from Shenhe’s chest, escapes in a barely perceptible sigh. When she looks back up, two pairs of eyes—gold, crimson—human, snake—are gazing intently at her.

“Swallowed it without even a sip of water! You must have taken a lot of bitter medicine before.” The snake draped around the doctor’s neck speaks in a sing-song voice, blinking owlishly up at her. Shenhe stares back at it—and although she is not good at reading humans, and snakes even less, she thinks it seems a bit surprised that she hasn’t yet looked away. When it lowers its head a moment later, suddenly timid, Shenhe feels an inexplicable bubble of satisfaction pressing against the bindings of her red ropes.

The corners of Baizhu’s serpent eyes turn down unhappily, and he frowns a little. “Changsheng. Manners.” And then, to her, in a gentler voice, "Here. Take this dried goji and haw; it’ll wash out any of the remaining bitterness.” He takes out a burlap satchel from one of the many little cabinets behind the front desk, and places it carefully in her still outstretched hands.

“Thank you… Mr. Baizhu— Doctor.” She can’t quite remember what the person before her had said before leaving, but… any parting phrase should suffice, right? None of the other adepti chide Master when she leaves their gatherings without any goodbyes, after all.

“No need; this is simply part of my job.” Shenhe must have said the right thing, because Baizhu is smiling graciously, waving away her thanks. Shenhe follows the crescent-moon curve of his pale lips all the way to the premature crow’s feet crinkling at the corners of his eyes, and wonders if the years have been unkind to him. As she studies Baizhu’s amber irises and vertical pupils, her thoughts wander to the tomes of adeptal transformation arts squirreled away in a corner of her master’s abode. She wonders how long it has taken him to reach this form, for it almost rivals her master’s in its beauty.

“Ah—on another note, I don’t recall filling a prescription for you in Bubu Pharmacy before? Is it your first time coming here?” Baizhu peers at her carefully over his oval glasses, eyes like yellow jade and Hulao amber. Shenhe holds his eye contact, and then—slowly, slowly, like the boiling of medicine and the flow of ages past, Baizhu’s gaze becomes something… vaster, something… boundless—and suddenly, Shenhe’s falling, rushing past the sights and sounds of Liyue as experienced by generation after generation of disciples and masters and masters and disciples and the ever-present white snake wound around their necks. And then, just as suddenly she is back in the pharmacy, and Baizhu’s eyes are simply circular drops of molten gold, and he has a concerned expression on his face.

“Shenhe, are you alright? Apologies if my question was too prying; I was merely curious.”

“No. I have never been here.”

“Well, in that case, welcome to Bubu Pharmacy. May your coming days be full of good health.”

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A/N: these two are an absolutely slept on character pair thanks for opening my eyes. sorry that nothing consequential happens in this fic i wanted to squeeze in something about not listening to fate and baizhu looking up her name for connections to the adepti etc. but that didn't happen and ive been stuck on it for 2 weeks so i threw in the towel and said to myself that i'll put it in a more-inspired sequel. sorry if this is again confusing. if there's only 1 take home message you get from this I hope it's that baizhu is A SICKLY ASS MAN (please take care of yourself)

and ofc, if ooc let me know, i heart feedback etc etc. open call for shenhe and baizhu likers to give me their theses on either character because i need to Understand them and study them under a microscope

crossposted to ao3 too ig

#im sorry i don't think i realized their full potential here but #reviewing their lore and feeling like i was experiencing the galaxy brain meme. esp w/ sh's character stories since i have bz but not her #THIS IS WHAT I MEAN BY GIVING UNDERRATED RANDO CHARAS!!!!!!!!!!! LIKE WDYM SHENHE AND BAIZHU BOTH HAVE A FATE THEME #AND THINGS W MEDICINAL INGREDIENTS. AND COMPLICATED RELATIONSHIPS W THE IMMORTAL AND THE GODLY #apologems #srry ur user tag is gonna be on like 5 diff posts #shenhe #genshin baizhu #genshin shenhe #baizhu #teyvat thoughts #genshin fic #genshin impact #oops too long authors notes #i think shen.he would make prolonged eye contact and not think it's weird or anything shes just a bz/chang.sheng eye appreciator #i also dont know how canon it would be for her to assume he's an adeptus but like yk whatever go crazy etc #also there is one reference to bai.zhu's story 5 and his story quest of course #i was going to put in something about chen.yu vale and realized it didn't fit and deleted it in a sad manner

[nosferatufaggot]

Children and the elderly are very similar in the fact that a lot of you don't TRULY see them as actual people. We've had talks about treating children more as people because we were once children and know that we were people as children, but most of us haven't been the elderly. And it's gonna be a terrifying switch from being seen as a person to being seen as something people need to take care of for a few hours as community service and then go home.

We can empathize with children because we were children. How long until the elderly are seen as people?

#Like yeah. Sorry. It had to be said. #Elderly says something crass and it's funny. Child says something crass and it's funny. #Or the elderly has wisdom to bestow upon you. #Or the elderly are just another one of your chores. #Go visit mom. Give her her medicine. Pretend that you like her for a few hours. Go home to your children. #I don't know. I've heard the careful tone people talk with when around old people and it unsettles me. #Why can't you treat them like you treat your peers? #I don't wanna become old because I don't want to be treated like I'm not a person. #I don't want to be treated like a step in someone else's life. Like an obligation. Like a chore. #So yeah. Just take a few moments please to think about how you think about old people. #I think a majority of people who see this post won't think it applies to them but it just might. #No diss to friends and mutuals. Not saying you do 100% think like this. I don't know your brain. But maybe just ponder for a bit. #Just in case. #Sentiments of a vampire.

[redgoldblue]

just realised i have to get permission from two separate deans if i want to do a masters. i don't want to contact deans :( emails :(

Edit: made a list about it. am telling myself that if I got through year 1 med surely I can write six emails and also a cv. not sure i believe myself.

#i was perfectly willing to email three separate philosophers (supervisor + two references) but i draw the line at sociologists #(which is what the arts and social science dean is) #and at geneticists (which is what the medicine and health dean is) #i actually don't even know whether it would be her or the director of the md program but either way #also i was lying above i'm perfectly willing to email one (my old honours supervisor) mostly willing to email another #(prospective supervisor) and grudgingly willing to email the third (just a philosopher who taught me a couple of times and liked my essays) #also what if they ask me QUESTIONS. how in hell am i supposed to provide proof of 'yes i can handle both these degrees' #i don't know if i can! i THINK i can. not gonna know until i try am i #i guess i could get my learning advisor who agreed that i probably could to back me up at least with the med dean #anyway. i might delete this post. i am rambling to the void to get it out #mine

[sealwomyn]

Female Icons, Ancestral Mothers

I thought some of my sister Goddess tumbloggers might enjoy this -- I have this poster in my house and I really love it, I got it here from the amazing Suppressed Histories Archive.

#goddess #herstory #suppressed histories archive #ancestral mothers #female icons #goddess blogging #herstory blogging #max dashu who runs suppressed histories archive is great if you don't follow her i highly recommend her patreon or 'matreon' and her SHA fb #yes i know links fuck with the algorithm idc this is for my followers <3 #i saw some of these statues in person at the art institute of chicago and they should be in the hands of descendants and enshrined tbh #a plaque just does not cut it #when i saw certain ones it hit me so painfully that they are stolen #but anyway this poster is one of my strong anti dysphoria medicines.. i love to see all the weird female shapes our ancestors carved #just realized the link just opened the image lol fixed it

[denkies]

THE NEW BUDDY DADDIES EPISODE WGA3GWGUAHEJAHAJFA

#I was pessimistic about it having queer rep‚ like it's definitely queercoded but i didn't expect ACTUAL canon rep #but this entire episode was about Kazuki learning to move on from his wife‚ to keep her in his memory but allowing himself to be happy #because that's what she would have wanted! and then he comes home to see Rei sleeping next to Miri and holding her hand #and then it zooms in on Rei's sleeping face‚ finally without shadows‚ and Kazuki gives him this adoring‚ gay‚ most lovestruck look ever #and THEN Rei makes him malefail french toast for breakfast?? HELLOOO #I'm still not 100% positive we'll get queer rep‚ but i think it's definitely on the table #buddy daddies #buddy daddies 7 #oh btw about rei's worried expression‚ i was right. miri just caught a cold and rei got scared #I'm not joking‚ he realizes they don't have children's cold medicine and immediately goes ''Hospital!'' #instead of. you know. going to the drugstore and getting children's cold medicine #rei is like ''i am NOT a papa'' and then becomes the world's most worried father Ever when his 4 yr old catches a cold #a.txt

[canonically-a-genloser]

RUSHED WRITING I AM SO SORRY (this includes Amrita and a description of a lab. neither are probably correct so if this is awful i am so so sorry) ALSO. PLS READ TAGS FOR TWS THIS THING IS AWFUL

Paislie glanced inside the lab. Amrita was there, along with several other people Paislie didn't know.

She hadn't come to the lab since she'd found out what was happening in there. So many kids, almost all infants, died multiple times a day.

And since she'd realized it, she couldn't keep herself from blaming herself for all the lives lost on her machines no matter how she tried to make them work.

She couldn't stop herself from wondering how much blood was, technically, on her hands.

-

Paislie had found that out when she tried to help once only a few days previous.

She'd been showing plans for a new machine to one of the older workers when one of the lab employees had come running, saying they needed more hands.

Despite not knowing what she was doing, Paislie had followed behind, throwing on a spare coat, face mask, and gloves as she entered.

The place was buzzing with activity in the worst way, employees rushing around and carrying babies just as small as the one in Paislie's own arms. She could've sworn one of them was still smaller.

And that's when she'd realized. The little structures Paislie had seen patterned through the room weren't some kind of sink like she'd thought up to now.

They were cribs.

She couldn't help but stare down the rows and rows of sleeping babies- what looked like newborns, she thought vaguely.

And the random spacing between them and the empty cribs- sure, it could've been an accident, but if it weren't, then where-

She was only jerked out of her thoughts by a touch on her shoulder.

"Hey," the lab worker had said. "Been in here before?"

Paislie only shook her head, not trusting her voice in the slightest.

"Can you take him?" they'd asked, glancing down at the crying baby Paislie had just realized was there. He was almost too small to be real, she thought with a pang of anxiety for the tiny boy. "There's nothing you can- You don't need to do anything else. Just hold him."

She swallowed- whether to keep herself from being sick or crying, she didn't know. "Yeah, I can- I can do that."

Paislie hadn't even finished her sentence before the tiny baby boy was carefully laid in her arms.

"Hey, buddy," she'd said quietly, stroking his cheek with her gloved hand. "It's okay."

Despite the setting, she could almost forget anything was wrong. She could pretend for a minute as the boy quieted. Blue eyes looked back up at her.

She smiled, trying to stop herself from breaking down right there and crying.. "There he is."

And he smiled back. It was only a quick one, the only way such a tiny baby could, but it was still enough to tell.

Something still felt off in the room. Not that it had ever left.

It felt like death.

She shivered at the thought.

Before Paislie could stop herself, she'd started humming a song to him. He didn't cry again, so she figured it couldn't have been that bad. She took to watching Amrita's movements, vaguely hoping it would help her calm down if she had something to focus on.

It wasn't hard to tell though, when she looked back down at him a few moments later, something wasn't right.

He wasn't breathing.

"What the f-"

'There's nothing you can- you don't need to do anything else.'

Was that what they'd meant? Had they known he would die in her arms when they'd handed him off?

"Amrita?" she called, looking up anxiously.

Anyone, get anyone, sure you know her, but anyone who could help him-

Before she could force herself back into reality, gloved hands took the still baby out of her arms. It was too calm, why weren't they trying to do anything?-

"What's going on," she said in a low voice, staring at the floor in a daze.

Another employee shushed her, not unkindly, but it still made her nervous as she looked back up.

"Is he okay- what happened, what- I didn't even-"

"It's okay now, we're under control here," a foreign voice said. "I'm gonna have to ask you to leave, hun."

Paislie looked back just in time to see a blanket thrown over the boy who they'd just taken from her.

"Stop it! What are they doing, they didn't even try, go back," she protested, pushing against all the hands reaching for her.

Paislie saw Amrita shake her head in her peripherals, but she didn't care, didn't react when the other called her name.

"It's not too late!" she finally screamed, nearly throwing off the lab coat in her panic. "Help him!"

A mask was shoved at her face, and she ducked away.

Before she was aware that she'd run, she was on the floor of the bathrooms, throwing up the undigested remnants of her lunch.

Hands pressed a gentle weight against her shoulders, and she nearly decked their owner before she realized it was Amrita.

Paislie just broke down, not entirely letting Amrita comfort her but not pulling away either.

"I should've told you not to go in there, I'm sorry," the older said. "You shouldn't have-"

The doors opened. Masked drones stalked mechanically towards the two.

"Don't mask Paislie, I can talk to her, she's just confused," Amrita said, standing up beside Paislie's hunched form.

The drones didn't listen.

They easily shoved past Amrita, not that the other made an attempt to stop them. It wouldn't have been any use. They all knew that.

Before Paislie even had a chance to fight back, several hands grabbed her arms and restrained her.

Blank whiteness blotted out her vision as she felt her mind lose control of itself.

Paislie should've learned to welcome the oblivion by now.

And maybe she should've given up on saving anyone a long time ago, she couldn't help but think a few weeks later when Amrita had explained what had happened to that little nameless boy.

Paislie had failed to save one more person. And just like before Showfall, it would stick with her no matter how much her mind got wiped.

#i don't know how well i wrote amrita. my bad #also this is rushed but i wanted to finish this and post it before camp #tw unethical medicine #tw throwing up #tw slight violence #tw child death #i used she/her for paislie because showfall homophobia but also so it wouldn't be hard to read with changing pronouns #cause sometimes i have difficulty editing when i write like that #YUH #i am so sorry about the divider #someday i'll get good ones #my baddd

[aurkitnarulaoge]

I told my mother I'm having a splitting headache and she asked me why I took more time in the washroom in the morning than usual.

Point proved once again.

I'm not telling her anything about my health ever again.

#Honestly #why do I even bother? I go to her hoping she would just pat my head and ask if it hurts too much and if I need medicine and every #single time I'm being blamed or reprimanded. Every day I forget that feeling hoping it was just a bad nightmare and every single day I'm #reminded of that feeling. #I feel scared to be in this house sometimes. #I'm not allowed to live or die and anything in between is controlled yet they expect me to #be 'independent' and 'know what to do with my own life'. #Am I a hypocrite? I don't want to be a bad and ungrateful child...

[keyrousse]

Seeing posts about the current situation (war) in Israel, describing the events from two very opposite sides, is the main reason you see nothing of it on my blog.

#I know nobody asked #but those posts were one of the reasons I was pissed off yesterday #hence that short post in Polish #because I was pissed off and tired after work #after reading the news about Polish future government #(the currently leading party got the most votes in the election so they won #but they have no chance of forming the government #because they can't get the majority in the parliament #but our president is their notary basically #so here we go with some more weeks of a fucking mess before the opposition hopefully forms the government) #my sister lost a piece of her tooth because she was chewing a gum despite having bruxism #and it's very difficult to get her an appointment at a reasonable time #so I come home and open Tumblr to relax #and I see Israeli army committing genocide on the Palestinians on one side #and some blatant antisemitism on the other #fuck off #I'm on antibiotics and various other medicines and I don't want to drink alcohol #there you have it #me venting in the tags again #about me

[im2tired4usernames]

My parents should be fuckin ashamed

#you borrow 80 bucks then can only find me 21 back then i put that 21 into good for your kids then spend the rest of my paycheck getting #diapers pull ups medicine more food for kids and then i fill up the 15 passenger van and then when dad asks why i don't have money to eat #on my lunchbreaks at work like I'm some over spending wild irresponsible bitch when he's the one going to concerts and paying for fancy dat #s and jewelry for his gf and buying groceries for her but you know it's fine #take all my time and energy #so that i literally am a zombie and fall asleep on the very very very limited free time i get #(after doin extra chores to earn said free time) #wo that i fall asleep half way in which isn't fair to my partner and isn't fair to me #take all my income so i cant afford anything #take all my time #take all my energy #YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED YOU GROOMED ME AND MESHED THE FAMILY'S ENTIRE LIFE STYLE FOR ME TO BE LIKE THIS #I CANT MAKE HEALTHY FRIENDSHIPS BECAUSE I JUST CAN NOT FUNCTION IF I'M NOT GIVING EVERYTHING TO SOMEONE #IT SUCKS I HATE IT #THEY'LL NEVER ADMIT THEY FUCKED ME OVER #EVER #THEY'LL NEVER DO ANYTHING TO FIX IT OR CHANGE #AND I HAVE NO HOPE FOR ANY CHANGES #MY LITTLE SIBLINGS SEE WHAT I DO FOR THEM AND THEY HUG ME AND TELL ME HOW MUCH THEY LIVE ME #'thank you so much for taking care of us' that tell me all the time 'you do so much for us' #it breaks my heart i wish i could give them the world i love them so much they deserve so much better #my mom lost her chance to be decent my dad better learn soon otherwise all his kids minus his favorite will hate him #i love ny parents #and i know they live me and my siblings #but they groomed me into the most miserable personification of elder daughter syndrome and they should be ashamed for what they've done #and be ashamed that they sucked so bad that they're own child had to step up

[softquietsteadylove]

Thenamesh receptionist AU: Gil is sick and Thena takes care of him :)

Thanks for your amazing prompts and fics! Love them all and love you too 😁❤️

Thena looks up when another coughing fit breaks the silence. She looks at the doors to the office behind her desk. She's been working here for a few months now, and she might even dare to say that she's gotten to know her boss a little bit, by now.

Everyone always asks if she knows what she's doing, or why she works for the company, let alone as a personal receptionist to the CEO. But she always says that she likes living in Korea, she likes the change in jobs from what she did back home at the museum. And she likes him--Gilgamesh.

He's nice, even though people keep warning her that he's some kind of monster. Certainly, he might seem scary on the outside. He's a mountain of a man, and she can see how his scowl might come off as intimidating.

But he's also nice--kind of sweet, really. He never says as much, but she knows that he's done things like make a note of which restaurants are her favourite to order lunch from, or ordering her a car service home when it's late and he doesn't want her to walk alone.

Thena pokes her head into his office, bringing in a tray with some barley tea as well as a few papers that need signing. She keeps it to herself when she sees the cold medicine on his desk and catches him while he's wiping his nose.

"Thanks," he mumbles as she places them down in front of him. He turns in his chair.

His eyes are bloodshot, the tip of his nose is red from agitation, and he even looks faintly flushed, surely from a fever. He's wearing a business suit, like usual, but he has his suit jacket on. And his sleeves aren't rolled up to the elbows (both an indication that he's cold).

Thena makes note of all of these things in her head as she watches him scribble out his name on everything.

"You okay?"

Thena looks up, not just at the question, but how he asks it in English. They speak in English often, since he spent some time in his youth in America. Something he has apparently not told a single other soul, since people are shocked whenever they hear the boss is fluent in it. "Sorry?"

"Are you okay?" he repeats, setting aside the last paper and picking up his tea. He takes one sip and winces as he swallows it. His throat is sore. "You seem kinda...distracted."

"Sorry," she says softly, attempting to smile at him. She can see on his face that he doesn't really believe her, but doesn't want to - or maybe know how to - ask further. "You still have a meeting at 4 today with Jasmine bank."

"Right." He sighs just a little, and his shoulders sink visibly.

Thena taps her fingers against the tea tray in her hands, "I can...cancel it, if you wanted to reschedule."

"No, no, I've been putting it off for too long already," Gilgamesh grumbles, folding his arms around himself. He really is cold. "Although, maybe..."

"Maybe?" Thena prompts him, eager to do anything that might help him in his current state.

He looks at her, the scary-boss face gone and just Gilgamesh's almost-cute face in place of it. "Maybe...they could do 3 instead of 4?"

Thena does her best to contain her smile, "I'll call them."

"Thank you," he gives her an exceedingly rare smile. Their eyes meet and something in his face changes, "Thena."

She nods and turns; sometimes she gets a shiver when he says her name. She doesn't really know what that means, but she still thinks she would rather keep it to herself.

She returns to her desk, already picking up the phone and dialing the number and extension for the representative with whom Gilgamesh deals. She exchanges pleasantries with him and asks if they can move their meeting ahead in the day, due to an unforeseen opening.

He asks how far forward. She asks for his earliest opening possible. He offers just after lunch, 1:30 at the latest. She thanks him for his consideration and his time.

She hangs up the phone, clicking around on her screen and scrolling through her options. This...might be a bad idea.

Gilgamesh sneezes into another tissue and tosses it away when Thena re-enters his office. He tugs at his jacket, which is now even buttoned up.

Thena lingers by the door, turning up the thermostat for the room, despite his usually strict rules about it. "They asked if you could do after lunch. The rest of your day is technically free, so I figured-"

"Great!" He's so visibly, clearly elated. Obviously it's the only reason he's here in the office today. His smile is so nice, she briefly wonders what she could do to see it more often. He clears his throat and settles into his seat again more quietly. "Order whatever you want, I'll be-"

"Actually," Thena starts, and then pauses almost immediately. Is this a bad idea? It's definitely not the best idea. Yes, Gilgamesh is nice, but she's also already overstepped today (and lied to him about it). Maybe this is nosy of her. Maybe he'll tell her to mind her own business.

"What?" he prompts her, looking genuinely curious, if a little worried.

Thena steps into the room, clasping a bag in her hands. She walks over to his desk, hoping she doesn't look foolish as she sets the delivery down in front of him. "I, um, noticed you seem...under the weather."

"Oh."

She steps back, increasingly aware of her increasingly warm cheeks. "I know you love sundubu jjigae, and I've had it from a place around the corner from me more times than I can count. I thought the soup might be good f-"

"Thena."

Her shoulders draw up automatically, just a little. She looks up at him, half expecting for him to tell her that this isn't the kind of thing for which he hired her.

But he's got that smile on again. Although maybe it isn't as bright, but it's so soft, and so warm. She feels like she's being hugged just by witnessing it. He clutches the bag to him as if she's given him a very personal gift. "Thank you for thinking of me."

Thena clasps her hands in front of her, at a loss as to what else to do with them. She offers him a smile, feeling much more bashful than she did a moment ago. "I-I'm sure you could go home after your meeting, if you so desired."

He chuckles as he unpacks the soup and various sides. His eyes light up when he sees the rice she ordered as extra. She knows that he likes to stir it into the soup. "You're spoiling me."

Thena is already turning as she mutters out, "ordering your lunch is part of my job, actually."

It is. Although maybe feeling nervous and embarrassed about it isn't usually part of it. And maybe she doesn't necessarily have to know all his favourite dishes to get from the different restaurants they patron. And maybe it's not part of her job to turn the heat up for him yet again on her way out and back to her desk.

She's just...being a good employee.

#Thenamesh Receptionist AU #going back in time a little bit #I don't know if this is what you had in mind #but I watched a video of how to make kimchi jjigae #and I couldn't help but think of her like #Gil loves food that feels home cooked #but then she's also like #is this...weird? #is it too obvious? #he won't...he won't think she likes him will he? #because he's her boss #she's just being...considerate #obviously she orders it #and Gil is loaded on cough medicine in his desk chair #Thena is going to eat lunch at her desk as usual #wondering why the hell she let herself do this #but Gil is practically humming to himself as he stirs around his soup #that his beautiful receptionist ordered just for him #because she's so sweet and pretty and god he's glad he hired her

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#comic #raven beak #samus aran #chozo #metroid dread #Raven Beak's big booby couch surfing adventure #don't worry about it this is all written out in page 1 of The Care And Keeping of Giant Murder Bird Dad Things #yes that couch is to scale he is two and a half Samuses tall #not that the blanket/towel over the head works but she would be elated if it did #he's too big for her to coerce into a cage. he's too intelligent to fall for the 'it's dark so it must be nighttime' trick #he has a Bird PhD and special ops training. there ain't no fooling him #but there ARE a few reflexes Samus can take advantage of to have herself a little fun #if he's going to be occupying the couch for who knows how long she might as well make the most of it #he sleeps on it because 1. she wants her bed to herself and 2. bed's too small for him to sleep in it by himself anyways #the couch is also too small but it's better than nothing and Samus is the breadwinner here #as for reflexes she can take advantage of: tickling him under the chin may get him to reflexively open his jaw. #it doesn't always work though #that's something she can do to mildly annoy him. like in a 'why did you do that' sort of way. #it's far easier to make a Chozo hatchling open their mouth that way. parents do it to get stubborn children to take unpleasant medicine #Zebesian scholars speculated that it might be related to social feeding behaviors such as a hatchling's instinct to nudge a parent's #throat to tell them 'hey i'm hungry give me some of that sweet mush in your crop' #now i need to tag this with headcanons because i went too deep into the Fun Thoughts Zone #headcanons #anyways. more reflexes samus can weaponize. this one isn't exactly weaponizable in any meaningful way #but sometimes she plays music while he's busy with his hands or reading just to see what gets him to absently bob his head #so far she's gotten him to do it with 'Plastic Love' and ABBA. half the time he doesn't *appear* to notice that he's doing it #very rarely it becomes quite obvious that he's not only noticed the head bobbing but has foregone whatever he's doing to fully embrace it. #you know he's gettin' funky with it when his plumes stand on end #his neck kind of straightens or stretches out. he gives a short #robust shake of his head. and then everything moves from the shoulders down. full body bird-brained wiggles. it's very amusing.