#Peanut allergy

[reasonsforhope]

"A clinical trial studying severe allergic reactions in the U.K. is being called “life-transforming.”

Five United Kingdom National Health Service (NHS) hospitals are participating in the £2.5 million ($3.2 million) trial to help patients live with their food allergies.

The study is being funded by the Natasha Allergy Research Foundation, Sky News reported. The foundation was formed in the memory of Natasha Ednan-Laperouse, who died in 2016 after eating a baguette that had sesame in it...

The trial is studying clinical oral immunotherapy treatments in which patients are given small doses of the food to which they are allergic to build up their tolerance. The food is given under medical supervision by trained staff, The Telegraph reported.

The study has 139 people participating who have allergies to peanuts or cow’s milk. They range in age from 2 to 23 years old, the BBC reported.

The Food Standards Agency said 2 million people in the U.K. have a diagnosed food allergy. In the U.S., about 5.5. million children have a food allergy, the National Institutes of Health reported.

One 11-year-old who was diagnosed with a severe peanut allergy when he was an infant can now eat six peanuts.

A 5-year-old with a milk allergy can drink 120 ml of milk every day and can enjoy a daily hot chocolate, the BBC reported.

“To have a patient who has had anaphylaxis [Note: Anaphylaxis is an allergic reaction so severe that it's potentially fatal without immediate treatment. It is very common with peanut allergies in particular. x] to 4mls of milk to then tolerate 90mls within six to eight months is nothing less than a miracle,” Sibel Donmez-Ajtai, a pediatric allergy consultant and principal investigator at Sheffield Children’s NHS Foundation Trust, said, according to Sky News.

The final results of the study are expected to be released in 2027.

Similar studies have been conducted in the U.S. To find one, visit FoodAllergy.org.

Earlier this year, the NIH released the findings of a study of an antibody treatment that would help children consume allergy triggers safely."

-via WHIO 7 Local News, May 8, 2024

[idyllicwillowtree]

God Eddie, You're So In Love With Me.

Genre: Eddie Munson x Henderson!reader, fem!reader, angst/fluff, hurt/eventual comfort, friends to lovers

Summary: Being in Hellfire, you’ve been exposed to your fair share of bullying. One day, Jason takes it a step too far.

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: bullying, anaphylaxis, poisoning, no physical descriptions of Y/N so you don’t have to look like Dustin, reader wears makeup, reader uses she/her, reader has a peanut allergy, reader is called princess, swearing

Author’s note: I got this idea from an episode of Freaks and Geeks (which is an awesome show I totally recommend). Peanut allergies weren’t so common in the 80s so that’s why Jason is so ignorant and dismissive about it.

Sorry I haven’t written in a while, I was hibernating.

Enjoy!

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Part 1:

Eddie proudly sauntered into first period with his head held high and a smirk on his lips. His mouth was watering in anticipation. He plopped himself down in the seat next to yours, wide eyes and a wicked grin plastered on his face, an eager hand open towards you.

“Wow Eddie. It’s 7:29, you got here with a minute to spare,” you said as you leaned over to grab the bite size Laffy Taffy from your backpack to place in Eddie’s hand. “I think this candy reward system is really working.”

“Of course it worked, it was your idea after all. But today’s a special day, I was definitely not going to not be here,” Eddie said with too much energy for this early in the morning. He stuffed the yellow taffy into his mouth and chewed it like a happy 5 year old, wiggling in his seat with excitement.

“Are you talking about the photo?”

“Yeah! Hellfire finally gets a spot in the yearbook. We shall finally leave our mark on this cesspool we call a school,” Eddie said through the glob of candy in his mouth. He swallowed the treat harshly as he got a good look at you, “you look great by the way.”

“Yeah?” you said shyly, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. You started fiddling with the hem of your Hellfire shirt, “I thought I’d go with a bit more eyeliner today.” 

“Yeah, you did a great job princess.” With the excuse of admiring your eyeliner, Eddie was able to take a moment to study your features. Your gaze stayed on your hands, picking at a loose thread.

“God, Eddie. You’re so in love with me,” you said with a teasing smile. 

Eddie barked out a laugh, dimples on full display as he tried not to let your words affect him too seriously. 

“Great, the flirting freaks are back at it again.” Jason remarked from a few rows behind you. Both of you turned around in time to see Andy dramatically fake gagging.

Before you could hurl an insult back at them, Eddie took notice of what Jason was snacking on.

“Hey asshole, you can’t eat peanuts in class.”

“Yeah? And who’s gonna stop me, Munson? You?” Jason said through a full mouth, spitting out chunks as he laughed obnoxiously with Andy.

You simply rolled your eyes at Jason, annoyed with the jocks and their willingness to tease and fight so early in the morning.

Eddie’s grip tightened on the back of his chair. His white knuckles caught your eye and you reached out to sooth him, hoping he wouldn’t start a fight he couldn’t finish. The second your hand landed on his, the tension in his shoulders deflated and the fire in his eyes was snuffed out as he sent you a reassuring smile. 

Jason waved around his ziplock tauntingly, “Seriously freak, let’s see if you can actually take these from-”

“I’ll take those,” Mrs. O’Donnell said as she walked in behind Jason and snatched the bag. “Mr. Carver, you know you’re not allowed food in my class, let alone peanuts.”

“But coach said we have to protein-load before the game tonight,” Jason wined.

“Too bad. Some allergies can be very serious,” You shrunk in your seat as the other students turned to stare at you, knowing you were the one she was referring to. “You can get these back after class,” Mrs. O’Donnell said as she rounded the corner of her desk to address her students. “Now, everyone, please open your textbooks to chapter six.”

You, being the diligent student you were, immediately followed orders. Eddie on the other hand didn’t even remember to bring his book bag to school, but at least he got his candy. 

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“I’m serious guys, I might have a crush on Mrs. O’Donnell now,” Eddie said to his bandmates as they sat in their unofficial assigned seats in the cafeteria.

“Just because an older female authority figure agreed with you and shut down Carver, doesn’t mean you should crush on your teacher dude,” Gareth said, shaking his head at the absurdity of it all.

“Besides, you already have a crush,” Jeff added with a teasing smile, the metal on his teeth catching the fluorescent lights.

“Are you guys talking about my sister?” Dustin said while throwing his lunch tray on the table, taking a seat next to Eddie. The rest of his sheep following close behind.

“No-”

“Yes,” all three of the older Hellfire members said in unison.

Eddie shot them a look that would’ve shut them up if the metalhead’s pale cheeks weren’t tinted pink. 

“Gross,” Dustin added.

Mike’s brows did their signature furrow under his dark bangs, “I don’t get it, why doesn’t he just ask her out?” he said, purposefully ignoring Eddie’s presence at the table.

“GROSS,” Dustin repeated, hoping the subject would change. 

Eddie was right there with him, picking up a pretzel and hurling it at Mike’s head, “I’d rather not share the complexities of the friendship-to-relationship pipeline with a baby freshman. And I. Don’t. Like. Her.” He growled, punctuating each word with a pretzel.

The metalhead’s angry scowl melted off his face at the sound of your laugh echoing through the high ceilings of the cafeteria. You were standing near the entrance with your Wonder Woman lunchbox in tow, tilting your head back as you chuckled at something Robin Buckley told you. 

That was until Jason and his entourage of goons followed him in.

He had that damn bag of peanuts in his hand, swinging it around mockingly. Eddie watched as you became tense, eyes wide and glossy. You are practically hiding behind a fuming Robin.

Before the blonde could hurl her trumpet case at the jocks, Eddie stepped up behind you both, placing a ring clad hand gently on the small of your back to let you know he was there. 

With his hand grounding you, you finally found your voice, “seriously Jason, if I come into contact with a peanut I could die.”

“Oh come on,” Jason said through a chuckle, “you’re that much of a freak that a little peanut is enough to kill you? I think you might be overreacting just a little.”

“Actually,” Dustin said as he came over to stand next to Eddie, “Anaphylaxis is incredibly dangerous. Allergic reactions to the proteins found in peanuts are cause by immunoglobulin E antibodies and can trigger severe inflammation and-”

“Dude, even her brother is a fucking dork,” Andy spat.

“Hey, don't talk to him like that,” Eddie said, stepping forward. You have always admired his fierce determination when defending your brother and the other freshmen. It’s part of what drew you to him in the first place. But this time there was no snarky comeback to Jason’s bullying. The severity of the situation on top of the jocks’ disregard for your safety was just pissing him off, making him uncharacteristically no-nonsense. 

The group of letterman jackets erupted in a chorus of ‘oooohs’. The leader just licked his lips, eyeing Eddie before smirking at you.

"You know, you might be pretty if you actually tried." 

It doesn’t have the effect on you that Jason had hoped, you could care less if he thought you were pretty. But before your athletically inexperienced friends could take on the basketball team, you plastered on your best fake smile. 

“Thanks Jason, see you guys later,” you said as you pulled your friends away leaving him confused and unsatisfied by your reaction.

“What the hell, you’re just going to let him talk to you like that?” your brother protested.

“He’s never going to change, Dustin. I might as well play into it since he’s just trying to get a rise out of us.”

You wave bye to Robin as she went to sit with her band friends, all of them decked out in their extravagant green and yellow uniforms. Eddie slid Dustin’s tray away from the spot next to him so you could set your lunchbox there and sit at his left hand side. Dustin was muttering something about losing his seat but still scooched down, knowing there was no use in fighting it. Eddie always had you right next to him.

The next few minutes of lunch went by rather smoothly. Groups of students were taken out sporadically to go to the photo room and get their yearbook club photo taken with Nancy. Occasionally, you’d catch Jason sending you angry glares but you just ignored him in favor of listening to your fellow Hellfire members. They were rambunctiously throwing out theories about tonight's campaign while Eddie just sat there with his version of a poker face, not willing to spoil anything with a teasing grin plastered to his mouth.

His eyes connected with yours, feeling you staring at him. The moment he looked at you you bashfully lowered your eyes to the cup of applesauce you were stirring around. Eddie kept his gaze on you until Nancy walked up behind him.

“Alright Hellfire, you’re up,” Nancy said with a smile. 

This was the first year Hellfire club was getting any sort of recognition in the yearbook. Previously, the teachers and students didn’t want to draw any more eyes to the alleged cult and their leader. Now that Nancy worked for the school, she played a big part in securing a photo for her brother’s club in the yearbook. Even though Eddie never liked conforming to frivolous High School expectations, he still felt honored. It was his last year after all (hopefully) and he wanted to make his mark.

You and the rest of the Hellfire members left your things at the lunch table and walked out of the cafeteria for the yearbook room down the hall. Your open applesauce was forgotten about as you followed Eddie out.

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Your shoulders were still buzzing after taking the photo. Eddie had thrown his leather clad arm around you, pulling you closer to him, while his other hand did the sign of the horns. The smell of his cologne and the texture of his battle vest overwhelmed you so much you hoped it didn’t show in the photo. Although, the smirk Nancy sent you tells you it might have.

You and the rest of Hellfire sat back down in your original seats, besides your leader. As expected, Eddie had a lot of things to say in honor of your club getting recognized so he opted to stay standing.

“Hear ye, hear ye! Rejoice, for this day shall be etched in the annals of history as a testament to our unwavering spirit and valor!”

Going back to your lunch, you scoop up the velvety applesauce to resume eating. Expecting the familiar taste of sweet and tart, you flinched at the salty crunch and swallowed it on instinct. 

“Let it be known that we have weathered the raging storm of schoolyard bullies, and emerged victorious! Our banners flying high, unfurled in the winds of destiny,” Eddie continued, not noticing your trepidation.

You frowned at the tickle in your throat that only continued to build as you tried coughing discreetly. The rest of the boys grinned, believing this was your way of hinting at Eddie to wrap up his speech.

“Let us raise our voices in jubilation, for today, we have proven that nothing is insurmountable to those who believe in their cause!” Eddie looked to you, hoping to see you looking up at him and smiling that way you do whenever he uses his renaissance voice. Instead he met your panicked eyes.

“Hey Henderson,” Jason called from across the cafeteria. “What happens now? Should we call an ambulance?” Andy shoved at his shoulder playfully and chortled alongside Jason.

Panic gripped you as you connected the dots.

“Yeah,” you wheezed, “call an ambulance.”

Part 2

[robotcorsair]

Do you have or know anyone with a peanut allergy?

I'm curious because I'm Brazilian and haven't met anyone with a peanut allergy, but from US media it seems somewhat common there?

Please reblog because I don't have many followers but I'm legitimately curious about the results!

[thatsbelievable]

[like-this-post-if-you]

Like this post if you are allergic to anything

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[cadathecat]

oh, youse guys got peanut allergies??

don't worry, i gotcha!!

get the fuck outta he'e!!

[merlinandarthuryup]

write Matthew Patel x trandsmascxg reakfder who is allerfigc to peanuts NOW STUPID

Sigh..... okay....................

I don't know how it happened this way... How did everything go so wrong? Oh, that's right, I met Matthew Patel at this stupid cafe...

I was on my lunch break, temporarily freed from my job at Subway. I was exhausted from making stupid footlongs all day, nobody ordered anything else. It was all footlongs. I couldn't stand it. I decided to get a coffee. I headed down to my favorite coffee shop, they were always conscientious about my allergies there, making sure to use all peanut free ingredients in their food and drinks. But, when I walked up to the cafe, they were closed. Shit. I had to get coffee somewhere else. I thought for a while before deciding on a little place on the corner of the street across from my work. Second Cup. I always heard good things about this place, so I decided it was worth giving it a try.

I stepped in the door, an overwhelming scent of coffee filled my nose. It was a lot to take in. The sound of the coffee makers, the music (Not Allowed by TV girl), the people chattering, the strong smell of freshly brewed coffee, the door chiming as I entered... it was so... overwhelming! I was turning to leave to find a more calm place right as someone caught my eye. He was arguing with the barista, something about wanting his coffee beans partially grinded so he could feel them as he drank his coffee. She was telling him that they "don't do that here" and to "F**K OFF" She was kind of rude to him. I thought that maybe I should check up on the guy, he seemed pretty bummed out about the whole ordeal.

"Hey... guy" I nervously started, "she was pretty rude, want me to order something for you?"

He looked at me for a second, grumbled a bit, and collected himself.

"Hello! I am Matthew Patel!" He said just a bit too loud, unaware of the volume of his voice, "You are..?" He looked curiously at me, didn't seem like people showed him kindness that often...

"I'm Y/N" I tugged at my shirt nervously, "it's nice to meet you!"

Matthew looked around a bit anxiously before asking,

"Could you uhm order me a caramel frappuccino?"

"Yeah totally!" I replied, glad he took me up on my offer.

I stepped up to the counter, scanned the menu, and ordered,

"Hey could I get a vanilla mocha cold brew, and a caramel frappuccino?"

"Yeah whatever, what's the name of the order?" The annoyed barista asked.

"Y/N" You responded patiently.

She wrote your name on the cups and hurriedly made your drinks. As she was making them you decided to strike up conversation with this Patel fellow.

"So... Why were you trying to order coffee with the coffee beans like... not totally grinded?"

"Well," He thought for a minute and smiled, "when I was a kid my mom would grind her own coffee beans, it would leave a lot of extra unfiltered coffee beans floating around her coffee. I guess it reminds me of her."

Astonished at his motivations you stare, unable to form the words you want to say. He looks at you, getting more annoyed by each second you hesitate to answer him.

"What?" He asked annoyed

"Oh uh nothing, sorry! I just think it's really sweet." I smiled at him.

He looked away nervously, it didn't seem like he got complimented often. He was about to say something before the barista called out my name for the coffees. I walked over, grabbed our drinks, and handed Matthew his. Regardless of my anxiety, I asked him

"Would you like to have our coffees, like, together?"

He seemed nervous too, but put up a confident front, proudly stating, "That'd be great!"

We walked out of the coffee shop. As we walked we talked about our pasts, our motivations, dreams and goals, aspirations in life... it was like something out of a movie. Eventually it started to get dark, so we exchanged numbers and went our separate ways.

Soon after we texted all the time. It started out simple with occasionally asking each other about how our day was going, what we were up to, e.t.c., but it soon became about anything and everything we could think of. We would talk about the little thing , you know, like our day to day activities. While he seemed over confident and a bit egotistical, I soon got to see the real him. As I learned more about his personality I found that he really wasn't that confident in himself, but he was very caring and it showed.

We soon started to frequently meet up in person.

We would start by meeting at the park. Our first time hanging out at the park we just walked and talked for as long as we could, and by the time we ran out of daylight we were planning our next hang out. We would also get coffee together and go out to eat somewhere. One day when we were at the park Matthew turned to me, and looked like he had something he wanted to admit to me.

"Hey so," He wouldn't look into my eyes, "I have something I need to tell you about..."

Hesitantly I responded, "What is it?"

I mean what could he possibly tell me? God, so many friendships have ended because people hid away the worst parts of themselves from me. Or maybe they changed over time. Maybe there was something I was missing from the start. My mind was racing and my heart was pounding.

"I..." He paused, unsure if he should say what he desperately needed to, "I have... Demon Hipster Chicks who are like, close friends of mine who are at my beck and call..."

What. I simply froze in confusion. I felt like I couldn't reply. I just stood... and stared... and wondered... I tilted my head visibly confused.

"Yeah, uhh let me show you..." Suddenly he started to sing?!?!????

"These are my Demon Hipster Chicks" Four girls appeared out of nowhere?!?!?!??!?!!!!????????

"I shouldn't have kept them secret for so long!" He kept...singing....

"You're my close friend and keeping them secret was wroooonnngggg"

He was about to sing another verse but I simply put my hand up to stop him. I burst out laughing while he stood confused.

"Why are you laughing?" He stood confused and kind of embarrassed, his girls looked at each other not knowing what was going on.

"It's nothing it's just-" I kept laughing, failing to pull myself together, "I just thought you were keeping some horrible secret from me, trust me this is, like, nothing. And kind of awesome actually."

He looked relieved, "Did the song help?"

I laughed a bit, "Oh yeah for sure."

We continued to walk around the park talking for a bit. He introduced me to all of the girls and showed me some more of his powers. God he's so cool. I figured there was no time like the present to tell him.

"Hey Matthew, while we're telling each other secrets, there's something I need to tell you..."

He seemed a bit surprised and anxious, "W-what is it?"

I gathered all the courage I could and told him how I truly felt about him, "I... I really like you, do you... want to go out with me?"

He got very flustered, his demon chicks *poofed* away, he seemed to be struggling to find the right words, but he managed to get out a "Y-yes, you're really cool and that'd be cool and... yeah..." He looked away flustered and a bit embarrassed. He held his hand out, offering it to me. I gladly accepted and we walked around the park, unable to think of much to say, both of us were clearly very nervous. Then I remembered something else I wanted to tell him,

"Oh yeah also I'm trans, like a trans man."

He seemed relatively unphased, "Huh okay," he shrugged, "Me too."

I was shocked, then smiled, glad to know he was understanding and completely okay with me being who I am. And he was trans too!!???!!?!? So awesome.

As time went on we began spending more time at his apartment. It was always kept clean and pretty organized since he had the girls around to help him. Most of the house looked pretty normal, fully furnished. But his room is where his personality really shined through. He had some band posters on his wall, MCR, Pierce the Veil, and a couple other bands. They were always his favorites. He also kept his favorite games on a shelf. Those being Double Dragon: Neon, Street Fighter, Silent Hill, and a lot of other ones. He just pointed those out to me specifically because they were his favorites. We spent over a year together before the incident. Throughout that year we had so many good times together.

One time he called me mid cry because I couldn't afford my testosterone. I had been taking it for a couple months at this point and needed my next dose. About a half hour after the call he was at my door with the Demon Hipster Chicks. They brought me flowers, my favorite candy, and another bottle of T!! I nearly tackled him as I leapt to give him a hug.

Amazed, I asked him "How did you get this?"

"Oh you know, I have my ways, I know a guy who knows a guy and so on." He shrugged and hugged me tightly. Then he gently lifted my head, looked deeply into my eyes, and we kissed.

That reminds me of our first kiss... We were at his place watching one of his favorite movies, Donnie Darko. I was on the couch fully focused on the movie while Matthew cooked a meal for us. He had seen the movie countless times, so he didn't mind multitasking. He was making us some lasagna. He was following some recipe he found online, I told him again and again that he didn't have to make anything for us since he didn't have experience cooking, but he was adamant. About halfway through the movie it was done! He brought over our servings on a plate, and he sat next to me. I was a bit hesitant to take a bite, and he noticed,

"It's okay" He said, "I made sure nothing I cooked with had peanuts or peanut oil, or anything even adjacent to them."

Somehow he knew exactly what I was anxious about. He looked at me reassuringly and gestured for me to take a bite. I slowly raised the fork to my mouth. salivating over the delicious scent. I bit down and... It was the best lasagna I'd ever had!!!!!! I quickly scarfed down my whole plate, and he did the same. After we were done he took our plates to the kitchen, and sat down to watch the rest of the movie with me. I moved closer to him, leaning against his arm. He happily glanced over at me, and put his arm over my shoulder. He suddenly said,

"Hey you've got something on your face"

I sat up a bit to face him, "Where?"

"It's just a bit of sauce right here..." He leaned in close to my face, I slowly turned red as he cleaned the bit of sauce from my cheek.

"T-thanks" I stuttered, very flustered

"Mhm" He replied, both of us looking deeply into the others eyes. After a moment he placed his hand on my cheek and and he asked,

"Can I kiss you?"

I nodded and we both slowly leaned in, and passionately kissed. We missed the ending of the movie.

Things were nice for a while. They were more than nice they were... perfect... But, as they say, all good things must come to an end...

It was a chilly March morning. I woke up in Matthew's bed, something I had become accustomed to over our year of dating. I was practically moved in at this point. As I opened my eyes I noticed he wasn't laying next to me, rather hunched over his desk reading a letter. I slowly got up and walked over to see what it was about.

"What's that?" I asked through a yawn. He quickly hid the paper and shrugged it off,

"It's nothing, just the phone bill. Speaking of I need to make a call..." He seemed lost in thought. I tried to talk to him again but he hastily walked into the living room, pacing and thinking. I decided to give him some time while I got ready for the day. After about an hour I went back out into the living room to see him still vigorously pacing.

"Hey, are you doing okay my love?" I asked him, as I gently held his shoulder. He didn't respond. He seemed stressed. He kept thinking for a minute before he suddenly looked me in the eyes and said

"You know I love you right?" He looked really distraught.

"Yeah of course, and I love you too Matthew" I said, worried about him, "what's going on? Is everything okay?"

"There's... look I just have something I need to do for an old friend. It... it might change everything..." He then broke away from my hand and kept pacing.

"What does that mean? Are you okay, a-are you safe?" I was growing increasingly concerned for him. He just kept pacing.

"Matthew please talk to me!" He wouldn't say anything. He just kept thinking and pacing. I had to go to work, but I didn't want to leave him alone like this. I used the magic Matthew taught me to summon the Demon Chicks while I went to work.

When I came back home from my shift at Subway he seemed to be doing better. He was hanging out with the girls watching Psych.

"Hey babe how are you doing?" I asked cautiously.

He got up and gave me a kiss, "I'm doing much better, it's all been cleared up now." he smiled and sat back down on the couch.

"Oh yeah? What uh, what was going on earlier?"

"Hm? Oh that was nothing, just an old friend trying to dig up the past is all. It's all sorted now though."

"Ah, alright, well if you ever want to talk about it I'm always here to listen, okay?"

"Okay" he gestured for me to sit next to him, one of the girls moving to the floor to make room for me. I sat down, and we watched our show for a while before it was time for dinner.

"I better start on dinner before it's too late." I started to get up but he stopped me, saying

"No no, it's alright, I'll make dinner tonight. I know you had a long shift today and you had to learn how to make a bunch of new recipes at work so I'll handle it." He stood and walked to the kitchen.

"Thank you, I really appreciate that."

"Of course! It's no problem at all."

I continued to watch the show with the girls as he cooked. Tonight he was making spaghetti. Nothing was out of the ordinary. It was all going fine until I felt a little *prick* in my arm. I quickly turned and saw Matthew had stuck a needle in my arm that was connected to a vile of...oil???? I quickly jumped up taking the needle out of my arm and shouted

"What are you doing!? Are you insane?!?!" I was panicking. I hated needles, and what was in that vile??? What was he trying to do? I thought he loved me?

"I'm doing what I have to do!" He shouted, clearly very distraught, "I...I got a letter about one of my exes, and I have to leave. I was going to leave silently, but Gideon said that I couldn't leave any trace of my past and... well, you're about to be a part of it. So... I..."

He looked at the needle that had fallen to the ground. I looked as well, putting two and two together

"You tried to kill me! Using... using...." my stomach dropped

"Peanut oil..." He looked away, ashamed.

"Fucking wow..." We both stood for a minute. Soon one of his demon hipster chicks grabbed a suitcase from the room and handed it to him. He snapped his fingers and all the girls disappeared.

"W-where are you going?" I asked, tears filling my eyes.

"Toronto. It's where she is. It's were Gideon will be. I... I'm sorry it has to be this way!" He disappeared as well. I just stood, sobbing. I sat on the couch trying to make sense of it all. How things could just fall apart so quickly. So many thoughts rushing through my mind as I comprehend what just happened. Who was he even talking about? What ex? Who's Gideon? Why did he never tell me about his past? Why wouldn't he? What was he hiding? Why would he have to... have to.... I broke down crying again.

To this day I still don't know what happened to him. Last I heard he got his ass kicked by some random guy whose name I don't remember. All I know is he was my first and last true love, and I will never experience anyone like him again.

Goodbye, Matthew Patel, may our paths never cross again.

[1zashreena1]

People without food allergies really don't get it huh

[bootleg-nessie]

I bring peanuts with me wherever I go just in case I run into a person with a peanut allergy

[reinanova]

what really sucks about having both adhd and food allergies is that food tips are never geared towards both.

adhd food advice is like: have a handful of nuts for some protein/a quick snack! can’t. i’m allergic

then allergy friendly recipes are like: here’s an easy recipe that’s just 20 steps! like bitch? you think my adhd ass can handle anything more than 2 steps?

just the hoops and hurdles i have to go through to find food that’s 1. easy to prepare and 2. safe for my allergies is kinda ridiculous

tldr: having food allergies suck and the adhd doesn’t help at all

(though if anyone has adhd and allergy friendly food ideas, please lmk! i’m allergic to peanuts, all tree nuts, all beans/legumes, and peas)

[dont-tell-my-mom-im-here]

People who are lactose intolerant give so little fucks they will just chug down a milkshake say their stomach hurts a bit and carry on with their day meanwhile you have people with peanut allergies being like: "if any of the ingredients of this meal have been in a ten mile radius of a nut you'll have to stab this needle in my leg with the force of a kid trying to get the straw in their capri sun or I die"

[idyllicwillowtree]

God Eddie, You're So In Love With Me. (part 2)

Genre: Eddie Munson x Henderson!reader, fem!reader, angst/fluff, hurt/eventual comfort, friends to lovers

Summary: Being in Hellfire, you’ve been exposed to your fair share of bullying. One day, Jason takes it a step too far.

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: bullying, anaphylaxis, poisoning, no physical descriptions of Y/N so you don’t have to look like Dustin, reader uses she/her, reader has a peanut allergy, swearing, angy Eddie, hospital

Author’s note: Thank you so much for the positive comments on part 1! I was feeling insecure about this fic so that was very nice y'all are so sweet <3

Enjoy!

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Part 1

Eddie looked to you, hoping to see you looking up at him and smiling that way you do whenever he uses his renaissance voice. Instead he met your panicked eyes.

“Hey Henderson,” Jason called from across the cafeteria. “What happens now? Should we call an ambulance?” Andy shoved at his shoulder playfully and chortled alongside Jason.

Panic gripped you as you connected the dots.

“Yeah,” you wheezed, “call an ambulance.” 

All the Hellfire members whipped their heads toward you, witnessing an angry rash spreading across your skin and your breathing becoming audible as you tried to suck in as much oxygen as possible.

Eddie’s heart clenched painfully as he looked down at you, remembering the severity of your allergy after Dustin explained it to him one time. Still, Eddie was taken aback by the speed at which your symptoms were progressing.

You reached a hand out to Eddie as the choked coughs took over. He ignored your hand in favor of catching your body before it hit the ground. With trembling limbs he carefully lowered you to the grimy tile of the cafeteria floor.

“Fuck,” Eddie cursed, “Dustin! What do we do?!”

Dustin had froze. Panic set in as he watched his older sister struggle more and more to take in a full breath. A small crowd began to gather and the excited chatter of the cafeteria simmered into hushed whispers and gasps. Everyone was watching, and not in the way Eddie was used to.

“Henderson!” Eddie snapped. 

At that, Dustin went to work. “Mike, go call 911! Lucus, see if the nurse has an epipen. GO!” The sheep dispersed. Dustin picked up your bag with trembling hands and began digging through your books and school supplies, searching for the epinephrine injector he swears you kept in there.

Eddie turned his attention back to you, trusting that Dustin had the rest handled. At the look of panic in your blotchy and swollen face he almost froze too. A chilling dread spread through his veins as you began clawing at your throat, doing everything you could to open your airways. 

“Hey, hey, hey, look at me princess. You’re gonna be alright, gonna be just fine, you hear me? D-Dustin will getchu your meds and you’ll be good to go,” Eddie rambled, trying to convince himself just as much. He gently cradled your warm face and stroked your hair to try and soothe you.

With every second passing you became closer and closer to death. Eddie looked up in desperation. His red-headed neighbor (Max, he thinks her name is) snatched the backpack out of a distraught Dustin’s hands and turned it upside down, emptying its contents. Robin was there too and put a comforting arm around your brother while Max took over the search for the injector. Eddie was vaguely aware of a teacher trying to pry him off of you but he’d risk getting expelled for shoving a teacher if it meant staying by your side. 

“Got it!” Max exclaimed, holding the orange and clear tube triumphantly. She slid to her knees on your otherside, not hesitating to jam the needle into your leg and holding it there.

Eddie flinched at the force it took to inject you. You took your first full breath, allowing him to take one as well. Your eyes were drooping slightly as the medicine was introduced into your system.

“Hey, there she is,” Eddie said gently.

Your tired eyes met his and he could’ve sworn the corners of your lips twitched upwards.

The paramedics arrived and Eddie hesitantly let you go so they could treat you. It was a blur of navy blue and red as they hooked you up to numerous tubes and slid an oxygen mask over your head. 

You became slightly more alert at the sight of strangers surrounding you as the stretcher clicked into place, raising you a couple feet off the ground. You moved your head tiredly trying to catch sight of anyone you knew. Anyone to comfort you.

“Dustin, go with her,” Eddie told the curly haired boy. He looked up at him with wet eyes that clenched at Eddie’s heart. “She needs you, go on.”

Eddie watched the determination emerge on the freshman’s face as he walked through the paramedics declaring that he was your brother, allowing him to be by your side. 

Swallowing thickly past the dryness in his mouth, Eddie watched you get rolled out on the stretcher. 

He turned numbly to see that Lucas and Mike had returned and started digging through your lunch, in an attempt to find out what it was that could’ve caused your reaction. As the two predictably began to bicker, Eddie grabbed the cup of applesauce and slowly brought the spoon out. To his horror, he scooped out a few small round nuts mixed with the smooth texture of the applesauce. 

His darkened eyes snapped up, immediately finding Jason. He at least had the decency to look scared, his skin white as a sheet. True terror shining through as he came to realize the severity of what he did. He shook his head slightly, pleading with Eddie. For what, he wasn’t sure. But he could give a shit.

The grip on the applesauce tightened, causing it to tremble, before he launched it in Jason's general direction. A fire of rage lit up Eddie's entire being, consuming any reason or restraint within him.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! You could’ve killed her!!” Eddie roared, the words ripping from his throat like a thunderclap.  Every fiber in his being screamed for justice, determined to ensure that no harm would ever come to you again. 

“I-I-I didn’t think…I didn’t mean to-” Jason blubbered.

“Not good enough!” Eddie snapped. He charged forward, driven by the need to avenge your pain. Just when he was closing the distance between them a thick arm wrapped around his upper body. “LET ME GO!”

Eddie struggled against the firm grip that held him back from doing to Jason what he should've done a long time ago. If Eddie was strong enough, he could've saved you, stopped all of this bullying in its tracks before Jason had ever even looked in your direction. His strength never came from muscles or brute force, but from his anger—the primal need to protect those he loved. He was so consumed by his rage that a red haze blurred his vision. Or were those his tears?

“Eddie, man, don’t do this,” Doug said, doing his best to calm his friend.

“Please,” Eddie pleaded, losing some of his fight. “Just let me go.” 

“Dude, if you get into a fight you won’t be able to see Y/N in the hospital,” the bassist whispered in Eddie’s ear. He looked over and saw Principle Coleman closing in on them, there wasn’t much time left. “We can handle it, just go while you can.”

A wave of overwhelming frustration washed over Eddie as the struggle against Doug’s hold diminished. Tears welled up in his eyes as his chest released his rage and tightened back up with helplessness and despair.

He didn’t let it consume him though, taking off in the opposite direction of the principle, his sheep following close behind.

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When the van ripped into the hospital parking lot, Eddie finally took notice of how many stowaways he had. Lucas, Mike, Max, Robin, and even Nancy all burst through the double doors at the back of his skunky smelling van and made their way to the emergency room entrance.

Eddie was the first one through the doors, eyes scanning the waiting area for his curly haired friend. What he wasn’t expecting to see was the one and only King Steve sitting with the boy. 

Steve noticed them first, taking the lead on letting them know what’s going on. He explained that you’d be fine but the doctors are running some tests and getting you hooked up to the necessary machines. It’ll be a little longer before Eddie gets to see you with his own eyes.

Eddie turned on his heel and walked through the doors he just came through as Steve explained that your mom was called but was on a trip with her girlfriends and won’t be able to make it back until tomorrow.

The disinfected smell of the hospital only offered to heighten Eddie’s desire for a cigarette. He finds solace in the only coping mechanism he has under his belt, even if he knew it was bad for him in the long run. The stress of the day weighed heavily on him as he leaned on the brick wall of the hospital outside. The familiar routine of lighting up offered a good distraction, the only way to momentarily ease his anxiety.

That was until your brother found him. He silently stood next to him, not feeling the need to fill the silence with anything but the gentle breeze and the birds chirping in the distance. But it made Eddie feel uneasy.

“I’d offer you a smoke, but I don’t want to corrupt you more than I already have,” Eddie said with a sad laugh.

Ignoring Eddie’s comment, Dustin asked, “you remember that one time when Hellfire came over to my house for a session? When the theater kids needed the drama room at school?”

Eddie nodded his head slowly, releasing the smoke from his lungs as he did so.

“I was still in middle school so I had only heard about you from Y/N. She had this weird way of speaking about you. It was in a way I had never heard her speak about anyone before.”

Eddie’s heart punched against his ribs painfully, his insecurities taking over.

“She was nice enough to let me watch your campaign so I could get ideas for the campaign I was doing with Mike and Lucas, and our other friend Will. I think she regretted it because of the Reese's Pieces incident.”

Eddie couldn’t help but start chuckling embarrassingly at the memory. “God, that was so stupid,” he smacked his forehead in an attempt to stop his mind from reliving one of the most embarrassing moments of his life. 

-

The Hellfire members flooded into your home, bringing chips, candy, and drinks to share. Your first time hosting the club was going great, until Dustin noticed the bag of Reese’s Pieces in Eddie’s hand.

“My sister is too nice to say anything but-” Dustin started.

“Stop, Dustin-”

“-we can’t have those in the house.”

Eddie’s eyebrows pinched beneath his bangs, “what? Why not?”

“She’s allergic to peanuts.”

Before you could roll your eyes at your little brother and reassure him it was fine, Eddie turned and chucked the bag out your kitchen’s open window leaving you standing there in shock and Eddie horrified by his own impulse.

-

“I think that’s when she fell in love with you.”

Eddie’s head whipped over to Dustin. The kid had the audacity to look smug after completely shattering his world view. His mind spun with the revelation.

Love, a word so potent, was now intertwined with his thoughts of your relationship. Eddie knew he liked you, a lot, but his brain never brought him to love. He replayed moments from your friendship in his head, searching for the signs, trying to decipher if Dustin was telling the truth. If the sentiment was truly real. A mix of surprise and uncertainty overwhelmed him, but there was also something warm and hopeful there. It was both exhilarating and terrifying.

He needed to see you and hear it from you directly. A million thoughts and memories raced through his mind, but one thing was clear–he needed to be with you, to tell you how he felt.

part 3

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[nuthinh3re]

Im so glad that there's so much of bitsy almost dying from peanut allergy

[spoonful116]

The nurse that thought I told her I was allergic to penis and not peanuts lives rent free in my head

[whydousernamesevenexist]

Question, if I eat a bunch of peanuts, and a couple hours later a cannibal allergic to peanuts eats me, will he have an allergic reaction?