#and i can't eat fruits or too much sugar in the afternoon or i don't sleep and my sleep schedule is ruined enough

[mountinez]

something about everyone here eating cookies or fruits for the tea break while i'm eating pasta. i'm sorry i'm hungry.

[in-the-abyss]

Tips for chronic nausea

So I usually don't do this but I'm on a three hour bus ride so. Fun fact about me! I used to have constant nausea, all the time. This was because of my anxiety, but it can be caused my plenty of other things (so fun! /s): migraines, autism, sensory processing disorders, mental illnesses, chronic conditions, motion sickness... And it's something I don't see people talking about, so here you have some tips that helped me when I felt nauseous. Under a read more because it got too long.

1. Sleeping. So so so important, and what actually helped me get better. Get at least eight or nine hours of sleep. It sucks, I know, but it does help your body feel better, so it doesn't hurt to try. If you can't get a full night's sleep because of insomnia, try taking a thirty minute nap halfway through the day to get a little burst of energy.

2. Breathing. People will tell you this again and again, but what my autistic ass didn't understand was that you're not supposed to do this continuously. One or two deep breaths can help a little bit, but don't do it a lot or you'll get dizzy.

3. Comfort foods. Eating "unhealthy" food is better than eating nothing at all. Repeat with me: Eating "unhealthy" food is better than eating nothing at all. While I was suffering from hunger and nausea, I found that crunchy, salty food was easier to eat than other things. So if I couldn't eat anything else I resorted to potato chips. Not the healthiest, but it was something. Eat things you enjoy! Don't worry too much about the nutrients, but also, sugar and protein are really really important. Fruits and nuts, if you can eat them, are a must. I can't eat nuts because of the texture, so I used to eat lots of toast with peanut butter and pb&j sandwiches (crunchy + carbs and protein). Also, a little bit embarrassing, but I used to eat baby food because it had important nutrients and I didn't have to chew it, so it wasn't too overwhelming. Lastly, drink lots of liquids that aren't water! Juice, milk, protein shakes, etc. It makes you feel full while being easier to eat!

4. Small meals. Next to sleeping, this is the one tip that helped me the most. Instead of having three big meals, try spreading them into smaller, more frequent ones. Feeling full sometimes made me feel sick, so I ate like six or seven times a day, hobbit style. If you can't finish your dish, eat half and eat the rest an hour or two later. There's no shame in eating pizza at six in the afternoon! Also, try eating more slowly, even if you have to reheat your food three times. Take your time, there's no rush.

5. Distractions. What it says on the tin. Talking with friends or family members, even if it's about something unrelated to your symptoms, can help (Talking about your nausea is also important! It can feel a bit awkward or embarrassing at first, but if you bottle it up it can end up blowing up in your face. Even just writing it down can help). If you're alone (like I usually was) you can watch a TV show or a movie; I watched like two entire seasons of The Good Place to distract me from eating. I recommend something that makes you laugh, but if comedy is not your thing, I understand. If that isn't distracting enough try to do something that keeps your hands and mind occupied, like crochet (can't think about your nausea if you're busy counting stitches!), drawing, 3D modelling (I did this :D) or writing. If you're unable to do any of this because moving makes you feel sick (I've been there), try listening to some calm music or a podcast about a topic of your interest.

6. Pressure. I had a bad habit of gritting my teeth because of this. Hugging yourself (or being hugged if you can handle it), pressing your arms against your stomach, pressing your tongue against the roof of your mouth etc. Clenching your jaw too, but it hurts your mouth so I don't recommend it.

7. Stimming. If you're autistic you know what I mean, but if you're not familiar with this, stimming is basically doing repetitive movements or sounds to soothe yourself and process stimuli. The stims I found that help the most with nausea are humming, singing, biting/chewing something, and pressure. Be careful if you bite or chew on your fingers though, don't get hurt!

8. Temperature. Stay in your comfortable range. If it's too hot or cold, don't go outside! Shaking or sweating makes nausea worse, at least for me.

9. Nice smells. I used to spend a lot of time in my room because I have an air freshener that smelled like flowers (jazmin if I remember correctly). Strong, bad smells can make you feel sick, so try surrounding yourself with soft and fresh smells, something that makes you feel good. There are a lot of options for air fresheners in supermarkets, so try to give them a smell before buying them.

10. Don't look at moving objects. Obvious, I know, but this applies to moving lights too. Don't look at your phone screen, and for the love of someone, don't play video games while nauseous. Close your eyes and lay down if you can. Focus on your breathing and leave your mind blank (for my ADHD peeps who can't do this, I found that imagining yourself explaining a topic of your interest to someone helps for some reason). Turning the lights off helps too.

This is the end of the post. If you have anything to add, don't hesitate to comment with your own tips. And lastly: It gets easier. Even if people don't understand what you're going through, I see your struggles. You are not alone.

[elles-writing]

Daughter Moments

Request: Hello! I’ve read your imagines they are sooo good! I was wondering if I can request a Kili x daughter reader? The ploy can be anything you want but the reader has to be kilis daughter pls? Thankyou!!❤️

Requested by @imagines4everyone

A/N: First of all, thank you so much!! I hope you will like it!

Then also...The ending is my favourite.

Triggers: mentions of injuries, scars, angst, feels (if there's any more, let me know please!)

Tags: @guardianofrivendell @dumbassunderthemountain @imagines4everyone

Kili took a deep breath, as he looked over Dale. The town was beautiful, and he was lucky to be able to look at it during sunrise, every day, before he had to get back to his duties.

He felt the soft wind, running through his hair, and sun glittered in his deep brown eyes. He thought of his wife and daughter, and his mouth had soft dreamy smile in second.

When Kili came back to their shared chambers, he noticed Tauriel, gently stroking their ten months old Y/N's cheek.

"How are my two beautiful girls?" He chuckled, and his eyes were soft, as he looked down at his daughter and wife.

"Papa!" Y/N suddenly let out, and Tauriel and Kili looked at each other in shock and surprise. Their daughter just said her first word!

"You did it, Y/N! You did it!" Kili cried out, and started dancing across the room with his daughter in his arms. You giggled, and Tauriel watched the moment with tears in her eyes.

Five years later

"Papa?"

"Hm?"

"What are you doing?" You frowned, when you noticed your father.

Kili was trying to make a surprise for Tauriel - his wife's birthday was a very special day to him, as well as your birthday - and this year, as any other, it was something sweet. Last year he made her a pair of twin daggers and got all her favourite sweets from bakeries around Dale.

This year, he decided to bake a cake.

Needless to say, it was very funny.

To watch, obviously.

You sat up on the chair, and Kili put his hands on his hips. You looked into the bowl, and giggled. You tasted a bit of it, and frowned.

"Uncle Fili said you can't bake, daddy." You shook your head. Kili nervously looked at you.

"What did uncle Fili say?" You looked at your dad, and decided to tell him everything.

"Well, Uncle Fili said you cannot bake, and that you only eat in the kitchen, and he was right," you said. Kili looked at the light-coloured dough.

"It is salty," you said, and Kili's eyes widened. He slapped his forehead.

"I really switched sugar and salt," Kili sat down to the table, and put his chin on his hands. You wanted to say something, but you noticed his eyes were filling with tears. You jumped off of the chair, and walked to him.

"Why are you crying, daddy?"

"I'm not crying," he said, and got up.

"Can I help you?" You gave him your best puppy-eye look, and Kili sighed.

You just had to get this from him.

"Okay."

When you finally finished the cake, the sun was rising, but you and Kili fell asleep, sitting by the table.

The finished cake was, however, worth it.

Twelve years later

"What did you say?" Kili frowned at you. You shrugged.

"What do you mean?" Kili's usually kind brown eyes had a spark of anger in them.

"That I don't care about you."

"Oh, this. Well, because it's true! You literally make any guy run away from me, and then you make me stay inside! How am I supposed to get to know at least one?"

"You have still enough time for boys." Your father shook his head, as if he tried to get out the idea of dating out as quickly as he could.

"Fine. But if anyone asks, it's your fault," you said half-upset, half-joking.

You almost opened the door, when you heard your father speak.

"You know I want you to have someone who truly loves you," you turned around.

"I...I, um..." Kili deeply sighed. He felt a bit of guilt about the misunderstanding.

"Sit down, please." You did as he said, and he gently took your hands to his.

"When I met your mother, I knew she was...the One. My One. I fell for her even more, when we talked for the first time. And a few years later, there was also you. I was holding you after you were born, and I promised I will make sure you will have the same kind of love, the person you will roll your eyes at, but know you wouldn't want them any other way."

"Dad, I-"

"I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just worried about you and want the best for you, but...the problem is, that in my eyes, nobody is good enough for you. I know you think it's the other way, but, it isn't. At least to me." You felt tears in your eyes.

"What do you think...mom would say?" You quietly whispered, as you felt tears in your eyes. He took a deep breath, probably to try to stop tears, too.

"Your mother would...secretly agree with me, but let you...let you go on an adventure, as long as you promise you are safe." Kili blinked to stop a tear, and sadly chuckled.

"You never know who you meet on an adventure."

You took his hands into yours, and gave him sad smile.

"She is alive. Trying to find her way back, from the orcs. Mom is a fighter."

"I believe too," he said, and looked outside. The sun slid across his face, and made his eyes spark, and showed you the way they used to shine when your mother was still there.

It's been a few months since you and your father talked, and you were on a ride from Hobbition. You liked to visit Bilbo and Frodo, and, as always, told each other news. When you almost got to Rivendell, you noticed someone lying down - with red hair. You stopped your horse, and jumped off of it.

You felt a rush of shock, when you realized who it was. She was full of cuts, but breathing.

You got to Rivendell safely, and when Lindir saw you, you let out just a whisper.

"Help her,"

You had no idea how did you end up in the working space of lord Elrond.

But, having soft blanket over your shoulders and sipping warm tea, after the shock, you wouldn't complain.

"Can I see her?" You whispered. Lord Elrond talked to a healer, and both of them looked at you.

"Your mother is asleep now," the healer carefully said. You nodded.

"Is she-"

"She is alive. We cleaned her injuries, and luckily, they were not even infected yet. You found her just in the right moment." You let out a breath. It felt like a huge weight fell off of your shoulders.

"Get some rest, princess Y/N. It will be good." The healer said, and helped you to get to other chambers, you guessed for guests. You laid down to bed, and fell asleep. You didn't even notice the healer turned around in the door, and slightly bowed, before he walked away.

You woke up into bright sunlight. You realized it was afternoon, and when you properly woke up, you found out you slept almost whole day and night.

When you took a bath and changed into light dress, you decided to go ask healer how was your mother doing.

You carefully knocked on the door. Someone slowly opened the door, and you realized it was the healer you already knew. After a short talk, he told you to get some rest. You decided to listen to him.

You didn't expect to fall asleep next to the bushes of lavender in Rivendell gardens, but the sweet, calming scent was strong.

You woke up with slight headache, and sat aside from the plants. You watched the sunset, and yawned. You also realized you haven't eaten whole day, and looked around for some fruit. You got up, and soon you found a few servants, who were actually looking for you, and as they mentioned dinner, you had no more questions.

At the dinner, you noticed the male healer you met earlier. You blushed when he noticed you looking at him, but he didn't do anything. Later, he catched your eyes again, and send you a tiny smile. You felt yourself smile as well.

After the dinner, Lindir walked you to your chambers. You took a bath, and when you got dressed, you opened your window and put a pillow and a blanket on the floor, to continue watching the sunset, and look at the stars. The sky was bright, and the fresh air made you feel lot better.

You got back to bed, but left the window open.

Your felt familiar smell, as you woke up. For a moment, you were five again, in your chambers in Erebor, and it was your birthday. Only other thing was the itchy feeling on your arms and legs.

Damn mosquitos.

"Mum?"

"I didn't mean to wake you, wildflower," you gasped and sat up, wide awake.

It was really her. Your mother, her red hair shining in the morning sun, looking at you.

Her face was full of cuts,which were in process of healing, and fading scars. Her hair was literally chopped off, now down to her chin.

Her green eyes were, however, full of motherly love. Just as you always knew them.

"This-this is a dream!" You let out a cry. She hug you tightly, and let out a cry too.

"I'm so glad you're safe..."

"What happened to you?" You whispered, as your arms tightened around her, afraid of it being just a dream.

"The orcs prisoned me, I tried to escape, but I was weak and didn't have any weapons. This time, I was finally lucky," she whispered, as she brushed your hair by her fingers.

"I'm here, Y/N. I promise it isn't a dream. I was fighting to run away every single day, and nothing could keep me away from you anymore."

Later that day, you sat down, to write a letter to Erebor.

Dear father,

I had to stay in Rivendell for longer, but, as you will find out - it was worth it...

Two years later

"Kili," Tauriel frowned at her husband. Kili looked at his wife with raised eyebrow.

"It's a boy, Tauriel!"

"And?"

"She's my little girl! She was born like...yesterday," Kili wiped off a tear from the corner of his eye.

"Well, our little girl is having a lovely partner. You will like him." Kili's eyes widened, and Tauriel tried not to laugh.

"You already met him? And didn't tell me?!"

"Well..." Tauriel would roll her eyes. Her husband was literally freaking out.

She didn't have the heart to tell him the reason you went to Rivendell or Mirkwood was because of your love, not because of political...anything.

Before she answered, you walked in, nervously smiling at both of them.

"I have, um...someone I want to introduce to you," you said. Your mother nodded at you with smile, and you sighed and patted your father's shoulder.

"It's fine, dad." You opened the door, and 'the elven healer from Rivendell', as you knew him two years ago, walked in.

"Mum, dad...this is, um, my boyfr-"

"Nice to meet you," Tauriel said, but looked at her husband by the corner of her eye.

"So...you are the elf my daughter is courting," Kili said, and you looked at your boyfriend. Him and your father were watching each other, and you gently took your lover's hand into yours, worried they might start fighting. Until...

They both broke a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Prince Kili. Y/N has told me a lot of good things about you."

"Y/N, would you come and prepare some tea with me?" Your mother asked you, and you both got out of the room.

You listened their conversation, talking about your meeting, and, your dad's, and your lover's, favourite - archery.

"I can't believe it!" You said, whispering.

"I know," your mother tried to hold in laugh.

"They literally-"

"Yes. Seems like they go along well."

"Now my dad will spend more time with my lover than I do," you pretend to be dramatic, but secretly you thought if it wouldn't be better if they didn't like each other.

You walked back in the room, with cups with steaming tea.

"Don't worry. Both of them know who are the best archers in the family," Your mother gave you a smile, and you proudly nodded, as you placed the cups down on table.

"That's not true, I always let you win!" They said at the same time, and you and your mother shared a look.

Later that day, you were with your father in the gardens. He was enjoying the quiet evening, and you were reading.

"Dad?"

"Hm?"

"You know...you said, about boys...that nobody would be good enough for me. In your eyes."

"Yeah." He nodded, and turned towards you.

"So, um...what do you think, now when you met my boyfriend?" You nervously waited for his answer.

"I think...I would never expect to say this, but...I approve him." You let out a laugh.

"Just because you're both good at archery?" He rolled his eyes.

"I wanted to say he seems to be very nice, but that too. We gotta keep the skill in family, don't we?" You shook your head and snorted with laugh.

"As well as recognizing elf men and elf maids." You started laughing when you noticed your father's wide eyes and flushed cheeks under his beard.

"Who told you that story?"

"Well...Uncle Fili has told me many interesting stories from your adventures," you said. Your father quickly stood up.

"Uncle Fili will quickly be reminded of what does it feels like to have younger brother," Your father muttered, as he walked inside the castle.