#i am sick I’m sorry 😵‍💫

[melancholyfleurs]

something about giving up control to someone is so fucking hot to me on another level 😵‍💫

i think it’s because im such a control freak outside of the bedroom. it’s such a stark contrast to be a bossy, highly independent person in all other aspects of my life, to then let someone just do whatever they fucking want to me in the bedroom. to surrender my entire being to them when absolutely no one who knows me otherwise would think im into that. i wouldn’t let someone ever disrespect me otherwise but if you do it i get on my knees without hesitation. it is such an overwhelming mix of pleasure and humiliation to me. 😵‍💫

[kikker-oma]

[mrspockify]

He loves me.

[landitolover]

𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 part two | previous part ౨ৎ oscar x reader

WELCOME BACK TO DULCE HOTLINE!

enter your password: ***********

message list !

y/n l/n

lando norris

message y/n l/n?

yes > no

you have sent a message!

oscar

heyo

y/n l/n

hi oscar

sooo

ur famous.

oscar

uh yeah

is it gonna be a problem?

y/n l/n

not at all

😆

oscar

you don’t see me

any differently now?

y/n l/n

uhm

no?

i mean, you’re not taylor swift famous….

oscar

glad about that

must be a bit tiring being that famous

y/n l/n

i’d assume 🤔

if u don’t mind me asking

where do u live

oscar

the uk, for the most part

i travel lots though cause of my job

you?

y/n l/n

i’m living in france for a bit

with my two friends 😁

oscar

that’s nice

i like it over there

y/n l/n

yeah it’s quite alright

oscar

how long have you been

living in france?

y/n l/n

not too long

originally i just came here for a wedding

then my friend bought an apartment while she was drunk

oscar

how does one buy a whole ass apartment

while being drunk 😭

y/n l/n

honestly

i have zero clue

kinda funny tho

tell me more about yourself 🥸

oscar

well it’s my first season in formula one

i’m kinda awkward in person

i started karting when i was 10

i prefer dogs over cats

i like tim tams

sorry i don’t know what else to say……

y/n l/n

rookie season, wowie

i’m also awkward in person dw!!

karting at ten? woww i was eating chips on

my bed and watching austin & ally…

dogs over cats……… immediate no 🌝

tim tams are yummy

oscar

it’s your turn to tell me yourself

y/n l/n

okay okay uhm

I’m in uni atm

i have two cats named cinnamon and sugar

oscar

two cats?

y/n l/n

yes yes

oscar

oh! so uhm

how are u on this fine evening

y/n l/n

🌝🌝

very very good

you?

oscar

that’s good

i’m better now that I’m talking to you

y/n l/n

🫣

you’re a flirt, piastri

oscar

🤔🤔

maybe i am

but you like it, don’t you?

y/n l/n

i do

😵‍💫

oscar

i have to go now, sorry

bye :)

y/n l/n

bye oscar!

y/n ⛄️

guys

he wants me so bad ong

xienma 🛐

dulce hotline guy?

y/n ⛄️

yes yes

okay so

i know a bit more about him now

xienma 🛐

do tell

madeline 🤺

yes, tell us abt ur man!!

y/n ⛄️

okay so he’s an f1 driver for mclaren

so basically just cars??? it’s his rookie season

he started karting when he was 10

he loves tim tams

he prefers dogs over cats 🌝

madeline 🤺

that’s kinda boring

xienma 🛐

leave her man alone 🤓

but dogs over cats??

what ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN?????

madeline ⛄️

nah fr

he could POSSIBLY be the father of

cinnamon and sugar 🤔🤔🤔 if he likes

dogs more!!!

y/n ⛄️

dw guys

i can change him 🙏🏼

LOOK AT THIS GORGEOUS MAN

madeline 🤺

we’ve lost her to a man

xienma 🛐

aww he’s a cutie

i’m a ynoscar truther!!

madeline 🤺

i guess i’ll support u guys

just don’t let this be like ur old situationship

xienma 🛐

i second that

y/n ⛄️

i won’t guys, trust!!

he seems like a sweetheart

xienma 🛐

well, i hope everything will

work out for you guys 😁

just want u to be happy!

oscah 🦅

lando

norris

landoh 🤓

yes ?

oscah 🦅

i am so heavily attracted to her

landoh 🤓

dulce hotline girl???

oscah 🦅

obviously

look how beautiful she is

landoh 🤓

did you insta stalk her mate

….🌝

oscah 🦅

uhm

🤣🤣!!

maybe i did

she has two cats

cinnamon and sugar

landoh 🤓

wow mate

are you going to be a father to cats 😱

oscah 🦅

uhm no

i dunno

🤔🤔

landoh 🤓

how does she feel about like

you being famous

does she care?

oscah 🦅

no I don’t think so

she said i wasn’t “taylor swift level famous”

landoh 🤓

thank fuck you aren’t though

that’s good that she doesn’t really mind

about you being famous 🤔🤔

oscah 🦅

i agree

oh my god

oh my hod

landoh 🤓

what ????

oscah 🦅

she messaged me

oh mgmgod

-&;@2&;@?&2&/_*{+~£|¥_£|¥_

bye

bye

TALK TO U LATER

landoh 🤓

I’m actually SICK

seeing u obsess over a girl

this isn’t you babe 🥺🥺🥺

what happened to landoscar

😭😭💔💔

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WELCOME BACK TO DULCE HOTLINE !

YOU HAVE ONE MESSAGE

y/n l/n has sent you a message

y/n l/n

hi oscar 🤓🤓

oscar

y/n l/n

oscar

hi y/n :)

also, you’re sending me all these memes of myself

so does that mean i’m in your camera roll?

y/n l/n

woah

oh

yeah you kinda are.. taking over my camera roll

didn’t even realize

oscar

wow are you already obsessed with me?

y/n l/n

uhm

i don’t think so, piastri

maybe YOU’RE the one obsessed with me!!

oscar

are you trying to use reverse psychology?

clever girl

y/n l/n

clever girl?? i’m blushing

oscar

wasn’t my intention but i’m glad

bet u look cute

y/n l/n

you’re insane for saying that

lord.

oscar

sorry sorry

y/n l/n

yeah no it’s fine

just !

😵‍💫🤔

oscar

quick topic change..

you know why i prefer dogs over cats?

y/n l/n

hm no

why?

oscar

cause i’m scared of cats

y/n l/n

how could you be scared of this baby

oscar

okay well i’m not scared of your cat in specific

just other cats…

y/n l/n

oh so ur biased 🙄

oscar

yes

well

no?

maybe

y/n l/n

you’re never meeting my cats.

oscar

wait no

trust i’ll change for them

y/n l/n

you know what’s funny

you kinda look like a cat yourself

oscar

oh my god

wait

why do i kinda look like one

y/n l/n

oscar pastry is a cat confirmed

piastri***

oscar

🥐

i’m oscar pastry fr

y/n l/n

wowie 🤓

okay i’m gonna go eat now

#dinner time

oscar

alright, bye

have a nice meal

y/n l/n

byee!

y/n ⛄️

HIIIIIII GUYSSSS

xienma 🛐

someone’s happy

what’d he do now

y/n ⛄️

he’s just so

sooooo 😍😍

madeline 🤺

we lost her

she’s down deep

xienma 🛐

i think they’re cute idk

pretty good looking couple imo

y/n ⛄️

i think so too, i might be a little biased though…..

do u guys think that men obsess over

girls the way we obsess over them

like this better be him 🤣🤣🤣

xienma 🛐

GIRL 😭😭

madeleine 🤺

no cause real shit

i wonder if they get giggly n shit

y/n ⛄️

FORREAL U GET ME!!

madeleine 🤺

like do they just go :3 when we message them

xienma 🛐

totally

y/n ⛄️

he totally goes like that when i msg him

he’s so cat coded idk what to tell u guys

madeline 🤺

no wonder y u want him so bad

y/n ⛄️

🌝🌝

xienma 🛐

i’m ynoscar truther forever

madeline 🤺

they barely kno each other 😒😒

THEY MET ON A DATING APP

xienma 🛐

okay girl just cause your little situationship

didn’t work out, doesn’t mean u have to be a hater..!

madeline 🤺

don’t bring that shit up again……

yall fake

y/n ⛄️

woah man

I didn’t say anything

i’m eating dinner!!

and mad, what if he has a cute lil friend 🤫

i’ll set u up 🔥🔥

madeline 🤺

our wag era 😈

y/n ⛄️

ok bye i’m leaving

😴 nap time

xienma 🛐

dream abt oscar xx

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౨ৎ sorry i didn’t post anything about dulce hotline yesterday, i just couldn’t think of anything to write 😭 i might possibly do a double update, so keep a lookout for that!

taglist, @d6za1 @amoosarte @ch3rryknots @moneygramhaas @alessioayla @cherry-piee @chasing-liberosis if you wanna be added, please comment ౨ৎ

[kittyhui]

heard you’re in need of some thoughts so i am here to deliver!!

thinking about having your first time with woozi. tbh i can see it taking Months until he finally works up the courage to finally talk about sex with you,,, not because he’s nervous or anything but he likes you sooo much and doesn’t want to be pushy or give u the idea that he’s a pervert (even if he is cus u drive him a little insane). he’d be sooo gentle,,, double checking that what he’s doing is okay and moaning into you when you respond positively to whatever he’s doing.

alternatively i’m thinking abt the first time he gets a little rough with you. maybe he’s stressed or something but he has all this steam he needs to blow off and the gym just isn’t cutting it. it’s such a switch up from how tender and soft he is as a boyfriend it makes your head spin. as soon as he realizes he’s being rough he stops n is like “wait i’m so sorry i didn’t mean to be so rough w u” but actually him displaying his strength has u dripping everywhere n u tell him that and he double checks that you’re okay before he manhandles you n pins ur wrists to the bed.

ooo ooo ooo!! i’m also thinking about,,, bcs we get ttt next week for gose,,,, going on a little camping trip w him n the rest of the boys and they’re all having a good time n woozi decides to drink cus he does that now,,, n he feels like a horny drunk to me but like not overly horny. he just needs you, and he’s drunk so he’s clingyyyy. i can see him sobering up a little bit still needing you so when it’s time to wind down and go to bed (or when he decides he can’t deal with the noise of everyone doing drunk karaoke) he pulls you into the bedroom n lays down beside you n fucks you from behind,,, like spooning you,, with his hand over your mouth to keep you quiet. n it’s so intimate bcs you’re so close to each other n he’s biting down on your shoulder to keep himself quiet.

ugh god he drives me sooo insane. if i have any more thoughts i will think them into your inbox.

-baby fever anon

baby fever anon… the BUTTERFLIES I GOT

first time with hoonie 😵‍💫😵‍💫

* both of you being nervous to talk about the subject

* it got to a point where anytime you kiss him for longer than a second he wants to pounce on you

* when you both finally talk and you tell him you’re ready, he’s so nervous

* he doesn’t want to hurt you; he’s never took someone’s virginity before and he really does not want to fuck up the experience for you

* when you finally get to it, he’s so sweet. he’ll prep you so well, praising you while you moan for him to do more

* i dont think he’s much of a talker during sex but when he finally slips in he’ll tell you how good youre doing and that’s there’s only a little more to go there is a lot more to go..

* he’d kiss youre lips gently, murmuring into them to relax and its okay..

* he’d look you in the eyes as if to ask are you okay? should i stop? you practically read his mind when you mewl for more seconds after

* he’d make you cum so many times before finally finishing into a condom, not knowing how you would feel about it being on your bare skin yet

jihoon being rough for the first time is something my sick mind has thought about before and ughhh

* he’s the sweetest fucking boyfriend you could ask for

* quite literally worships the ground you walk on

* So, when he gets in a mood, he will never see you in that state, resorting to working out to clear his head and calm his nerves

* today was a shitty day for jihoon. after work he goes to the gym to fix his attitude but he could not shake the feeling. it was getting late though, so he went home to you

* he gets home and you can tell his mood is different. as the two of you stand at the kitchen counter talking you can see his unfocused eyes looking at you.

* you start talking about your day and even though he loves hearing you talk about anything random he just wanted to kiss you.

* grabbing your hips tightly and pushing you into the counter, he mumbles a shut up before mashing his lips on yours. before he got too carried away, he hears your caught-off-guard voice squeak at the sudden actions.

* “fuck- baby im sorry, didnt mean to surprise you like that.. did i hurt you” he apologizes, removing his tight grip of your hips.

* you shake your head no, face flushed from his kiss still. “liked it. you can be rough if you want to, ji….” you murmur out, too shy to even meet his eyes.

* before you know it, he’s jackhammering into you on said kitchen counter, manipulating your body for his own pleasure. his feral groans echo in his apartment and you can’t think about anything but how mean he’s being and how much you love it

fucking in secret.. he’s such a cliché JKJK

* hoonie inviting you to an overnight get together with his members

* typical seventeen party shenanigans ensue and everyone is drunk.. including your boyfriend who lost one too many drinking games

* the night progresses and you can feel that jihoon refuses to leave your side at all. while you two watch the others sing karaoke, he has you in his lap, his bright red face leaning on the back of your neck and his hands hugging your waist

*you finally decide to slip away (more like jihoon practically pulled you away, mumbling something about loud dumbasses) into your shared room. you can still hear the boys singing but you were partied out and so was jihoon. 

* he pulls you into his arms, spooning you. he kisses your neck softly. he mumbles something into your skin that you dont catch but soon you feel him growing hard behind you

* “‘m sorry, doll. lemme fuck you.. need you so badly” he softly moans, grinding into your clothed thigh. you say yes, instantly feeling the effects of his words.

*when he finally fucks into you, he’s still in the spooning position, too lazy to move.

*but when he hears your moans, he’s quick to cover your mouth with his hand. “mmh baby- gotta be quiet. d-don’t want anyone finding out what we’re doing in here, right?”

*he starts to fuck you harder, humping you like he was insane and even with his hand on your mouth, moans still slipped out, loud and proud

* he was no better. his groans filled the room and he knew it was only a matter of time before someone would catch on so he bites you. your shoulder jumps at the sharp pain felt and a moan falls from your mouth but jihoon clamps his hand harder over it

* “so fucking loud, doll. fuck- so warm! need to stay in you forever…” he reached his tipping point, cumming into you and stilling immediately, hand slipping off your face. you sigh as you hear his heavy breathing

* he fell asleep. fucking lightweight

a/n THESE WERE SO CUTE UGJWJEBE now i wanna write a full semi public sex jihoon fic tho…

[letsgetrowdy43]

She’s a killer queen—

Idk why that’s the title I chose… I couldn’t think of anything

Request: could you do maybe a trevor insta edit?? reneé rapp as the fc and it's just trevor being love sick for his cool ass girlfriend. people are just questioning how trevor got this cool ass gAND people freaking out over her sl performance)

Ynofficial just posted!!

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Ynofficial tour soon 👀

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User19 Hot! Hot! Hot!

User74 girl who know who that man is… just post his face already!!

User74 @/trevorzegras

User84 shaking in my little boots I'm so excited 😁

Alexturcotte that man has 🎂

Ynofficial Ik. I'm so jealous 😔

User94 🤨

Ynofficial just posted!!

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Ynofficial The cali leg of the tour starts tmr!!! So excited to be back in my home state 🤭

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User94 FROATHING AT THE MOUTH OMG!

User19 my BICON 🩷💜💙

Liked by @/ynofficial

User13 is the cat on tour with you??

Ynofficial Pumpkin goes everywhere with me 😌

Masonmctavish pumpkin is low-key a bitch.

Ynofficial get fucked Mase, Pumpkin is just a little guy!!

User74 I love how his friends just solify that we are right 😁

user20 I MADE THAT SIGN AND I STILL STAND BY IT 😼

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Nbcsnl Next week!!

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Jacobelordi just a bunch of babygirls!

Ynofficial incorrect… I am mother!

User19 bi panic 😵‍💫

User01 @/trevozegras will you be tuning in??

Trevorzegras ofc i love Jacob Elordi!!

Ynofficial oh fuck you

Trevorzegras I’m sorry, do I know you??

User83 💀

User73 my loves 💕

Trevorzegras just posted!!

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Trevorzegras the streets know me as the #1 @/ynofficial groupie 🎸👅

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Colecaufield not a single soul is calling you that.

User29 we've been known king…

User10 so does this make him Y/n’s wag???

_quinnhughes oncler cosplay??

Ynofficial that's rizzler to you Qball

_quinnhughes no 💙

Ynofficial I just want you to love me 😔

User84 always knew Trevor had bi wife energy!

Jamiedrysdale tell y/n I said hi!!

Ynofficial Jambo I miss you dearly ❤️‍🔥 come home plzzzzzz

Ynofficial please don't ever refer to yourself as that… but I guess I love you too <3

User83 he is def giggling and kicking his feet right noe

Ynofficial he def screamed a loud “YIPPIE”

Trevorzegras I DID NOT!! (I totally did)

Trevorzegras anyways… love you too🤭

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[mommahughes19-23]

beach trip - R.L

@thalia.babes : thank you @ryan.leno4 for a sick vacation even though @_willsmith2 sucks 🥳🤗

tagged : @ryan.leno4 @_willsmith2

location : a body of water

_willsmith2 : wtf that’s rude as heck what did i do???

↪️ thalia.babes : you signed to the sharks mr “if ry stays im gonna stay” 😡😡😡😡

gabeperreault44 : miss you guys 😓

↪️ thalia.babes : GABBBBBEEE I MISS UUUU🥰😘🥰😘🥰

austonmatthews : kids doing kids things 😵‍💫🤭

trevorkuntar16 : lmao why u got sparkly teeth🙀

↪️ thalia.babes : bc im sparkly u bitch 😵‍💫😤

shanepinto : come back t-baby we miss u

↪️ thalia.babes : you miss my alcohol not me 🥴

↪️ ryan.leno4 : what tf about me ?!?

gavinhayes : sunburnt and smiles 🥵😬

martin.fehervary : ☀️🏝️

mattboldy : 🕶️🕶️

rasmussandin : can’t wait to see you guys soon for dev camp 😊😊

lapierreh : soooo we can see which pics ryan took. also are u fr working out on vacay ?!

↪️ thalia.babes : i am and what are u gonna do

colbyambrosio : mommy 🫣

hakon_9 : cutie patootie

jonnylazarus : my favorite wag ever 🖤🖤🖤

emonpowell_ : cap approves 🫡🫡

jacob_fowler24 : ☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️ of our team

↪️ thalia.babes : scuse me 🥴

ryan.leno4 : love you my baby ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ sorry will ruined it 😤

a.n.

wrote this in a weed dispensary which is where i work and idk its short but here. i wanna get more into people idk much about. here’s this i hope u like sorry ryan isn’t in it lol i might also put out a nico (surprise surprise 🙄) and a dawson blurb out tonight.

i don’t beg for anyone or anything (other than a few select hockey men) but PLEASE send me more requests i’m so low on motivation.

xoxoxoxox, M

tags : @quinnylouhughesx43 @skylershines @noahkahansorangejuice

[taegimood]

YESSSS u get it, u just get it 😫 (re: size kink prof!soob)

neoww on the topic of boobin i have been summoned back to this https://www.tumblr.com/taegimood/736742187688214529/ok-so-this-is-abt-soobin-but-what-else-is-new-i

100% switch idc. theres toooo much sub!soob evidence, esp that degradation comment he made on live lmfao

but then a short/reel i used to see pretty frequently when that monday monday is fun todo ep was released and id see a clip where kai said soob was like an evil game character for tickling him n jjun get posted a lot

and then now that the jjimjilbang ep dropped i keep seeing the clip of gyu reacting to kai, soobin n tyun aegyo baby talk to him,,, except idk if it translates the same but soobin told huening to stick his tongue out (i think to enunciate better bc he was mumbling cutely) but the voice in head saw "stick your tongue out" and she said ok! bet! yes sir 🧎🧎 (am i sick for this yes or no /rh /nsrs)

idk this ask was v ugly im sorry bae 😞 and i didnt rlly know where i was going w that but i also don't wanna delete it 💀 n e ways i will be waiting for prof!soob with waited breath (is that how the sayibg goes) (but i also will not be breathing till then anyways! /j)

“boobin” obsessed w that

no but i also think switch.. also lowkey a certified Brat no matter what he is, cuz we see how he literally is one OUT of the bedroom 😭😭 always the full pout and crossed arms and everything 💀 and we’re so big on the bratty beomgyu agenda that we forget how teasing and sassy and sarcastic soobin is... big teasy dom vibes (*cough*prof!soob*cough*) and mischievous sub vibes all in one sigh

he’d be the type of sub to be teasing and sassy and bratty and then the minute you show him you’re fr he’s instantly like a submissive lil puppy dog 😵‍💫

actually, an interesting take: if soobin’s a dom, i feel like he’d be a really casual one. doesn’t take himself too seriously. like, if you try to take control and flip him over onto his back to ride him, he’ll just smirk up at you lazily type shit. i could elaborate a lot on this actually omg i sense another post coming if i’m not careful..

ANYWAYYY AHEMM thank you for the support and soobin thoughts and i hope you like professor!soobin when he comes 😩 (pun unintended) pls breathe! p.s it’s bated breath but i like your version lmfao

[cerealxperimentslain]

ok wait i so appreciate the blocking advice but wouldn’t filtering that way also have gotten rid of this post with the warning? since the blocked url would be in the text of the post? as well as blocking if they rb something. so i would block the content but also the helpful information. or am i misunderstanding how this filtering works? thank you so very much

(bear with me i am severely sleep deprived for unrelated reasons. i’m gonna try to make sense ✌️😵‍💫)

when you filter a tag or content of some sort, it doesn’t hide it from you. in fact, it stands out when you come across it

using my blocking advice post as an example, this is how it looks when you have the url filtered

and presumably you remember why you filtered the url in the first place, so seeing a post get caught in that filter on a blog like @/killy, it would make you raise an eyebrow. make you go 🤨

so you click (or tap i guess) the “view post”, and then you see the full context

and so you see that and you’re like oh okay, this is a post that got caught in the filter because the url was mentioned in the purpose of showcasing what an incredibly vile racist ey are

in contrast, let’s look at this example that i’m gonna go dig up right now (i had to remove my age old vas/pider filter for this, and also breaking up the url as to not jumpscare people who have good content filters)

this example is less “hmm 🤨” and more “oh ofc😑” but i digress. below is the same post, we clicked view post to see the post

this sort of thing is quite common. not everyone notices the urls in a reblog chain, in fact i’d say it’s quite common for people not to. go into any mildly popular post by one-time-i-dreamt and you will see endless comments stating how they didn’t read the url first or how they missed the url

so when you filter a url or you filter a tag, you are making them pop out on your dash and be extremely conspicuous. and then you can look at the post critically and see what the context is. by filtering urls or tags, you are infinitely more likely to notice the post in the first place, rather than the other way around.

that’s the end of my explanation, but stick around if you wanna hear about one option of what you can do if you see someone you know or suspect simply isn’t aware of who they accidentally platformed

personally i’m always that guy who if i see someone has accidentally reblogged a post with someone like roa/ch-wo/rks or vas/pider or prism/atic-bell (the unholy trifecta of “people who can never resist the urge to add inane bullshit to a post” & are “very popular so their inane additions get spread around” & also “they are gigantic pieces of shit”) (also sorry for the slashes but i’m trying to not make this the most horrifying post ever to people who filter responsibly), if i see a blog like that be nestled in the reblog chain i will dm the person who reblogged it to my dash and let them know who they accidentally put on their blog.

i also always try and provide a link to a post that illustrates why they’re a piece of shit. usually i’ll try and find a post from the blog itself, but that can be hard to do if you don’t know what to search for and how. the easiest way is usually to just plug the url into the search bar and see what comes up (yes you will have to click “view post” a few times to see what’s going on, alternatively you can temporarily remove the filter for that url)

here’s an example that also reminds me i have to add vas/pider back to my filter:

if you have issue finding a post addressing the problems of the blog you’re looking for, i’ve found that the best way to find stuff is to have the search perimeters set to “top post” and “last 6 months” or “last year”, “latest” is sometimes better but often can give you a bunch of 0 notes posts along the lines of “i’m so fucking sick of [blog you searched]”

[luvrodite]

Hello Ro, my beloved!! I come to indulge. Okay so this time I don’t have a specific question, it’s sort of like a wild card. I’ve seen you post about the COD men recently (it is cod right??? Or am I getting it super wrong??)

So I was like, alright. I’m gonna ask Ro about the latest developments on your self-ships, but the wild card is, you can give me details on the blorbo of your choosing, AND the situation of your choice too! Anything at all that you haven’t shared before.

LOVE YOU! ❤️

oh irma angel i am so so sorry it took me as long as it did to get to this question!! uni has been kicking my ass lately :( anyway onto the selfship talk ily thank you for sending me this ask :(( <333

aaaaa i’ve been thinking about the cod men a LOT lately but particularly as of late kyle garrick !!!

i just think. i just think he is so perfect and beautiful and snarky…there’s so much potential for a best friends to lovers situation with him that’s a little bit 😵‍💫😵‍💫.

like i’m just thinking about being friends for so long despite being so different from the other, and him being a few years older than me and us meeting at university/pre-enlistment where he sort of takes on a caretaker (??) role. i don’t know if caretaker is the right word for it but just. feeling the need to look out for me because i’m younger and shy and still finding my footing, and him taking me under his wing.

i don’t think it’s entirely altruistic, i think that attraction has always been there but it’s not something he acts on fully ?? i was talking to ariel beloved about it, i think he kind of scares off any interested people, but i also feel like i make it quite easy for him because i’m a little oblivious/in denial about it ?

like i imagine the both of us studying and someone asking me to hang out and him looking up a bit annoyed but i’m already telling them aw i’m sorry :( i have plans with kyle that night… and i think he’s a bit of a bastard about it cos he goes yeahhh….sorry mate :) and smiles but it’s all teeth and it’s not very sorry at all.

anyway i think it all comes to a head when we’re older and he fully leans into taking charge of the situation so it’s almost blindsiding when he makes that move. anyway. sick about him. love him. want him. rotating him in my head.

thank you irma baby for this ask :((( i love you!! i hope you’ve been well and i’m sending you the tightest hugs

[mandelirious]

Brown Eyes

Part 5: The Kid

modern din x reader; coffee shop au

word count: 2.7k

a/n: i know it’s been absolutely forever but life has been rough over here 😵‍💫 HOWEVER i missed these two so much and i’m finally glad to be getting the next chapter out there!! as always, comments and reblogs are much appreciated!! 💕 

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You developed something of a routine with Din. He called you most nights after putting Grogu to sleep. Usually he caught you just coming home from work and was happy to keep you company while you went about making dinner–his voice echoing on speakerphone between the sounds of chopping and sizzling. Or microwaving, if you were too tired to bother with anything else. The conversations felt like an exploration. Each of you was slowly learning more about the other in a delicate game of give and take. Din was honest and sincere, but you could hear the effort it took in some of his words and the way he reflexively steered questions back to you. He was not a person used to talking about himself. 

There wasn’t a chance for another date for a few weeks. Between both of your work schedules and Peli’s availability to babysit, it was difficult to find the time. Still, he did swing by the coffee shop once or twice to flash you a charming smile and let his fingers linger over yours for a beat too long when you handed him his drink. As impatient as you were feeling to actually get some time together again, you had to admit that the anticipation was kind of…nice. It had been too long since you had something to look forward to. 

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“Please tell me you’re free Friday night.” It wasn’t Din’s usual phone greeting, but it did have you immediately grinning.

“Depends on how good the offer is,” you teased, wedging your phone between your shoulder and cheek to free up a hand. He’d caught you while folding laundry.

You could hear his chuckle through the speakers. “Dinner? I’ll buy you dessert and everything,” he suggested. As if you needed any convincing.

“You’ve said the magic words.”

“Perfect.” You could hear the genuine excitement in his voice and couldn’t help but match it. Even when he asked about your very mundane day, the smile didn’t leave your lips.  

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The steam from your shower was still hanging in the air when you heard your phone begin to buzz from the other room. You were just able to pad out of the bathroom and swipe it from its precarious place on the edge of your nightstand before it went tumbling to the ground. Din’s name flashing on the screen made your eyebrows knit together. He wasn’t supposed to pick you up for another few hours. Answering the call, you were immediately greeted with the sound of a high pitched cry loud enough for you to reflexively pull the speaker away from your ear with a wince. 

“Din?”

“Shit.” There was rustling on the other end of the call followed by Din saying your name in the most anxious tone you’d ever heard from him. “I’m so sorry, but I can’t come tonight. Grogu is sick.”

“Oh.” You tried to mask your disappointment as well as you could. You’d waited this long, what were a few more days? “Don’t worry about it. Is he okay?”

“I think it’s just an ear infection.” Another cry cut through the background and Din sighed. “I really am sorry. I’ll make it up to you.”

You dropped onto your bed, pushing the outfit you’d already picked out to the side. “It’s okay, Din. I promise.” 

He was clearly trying to calm Grogu down on his side of the call with a barely audible soothing tone. It seemed to work momentarily before the fussing started up again.

“I really need to get him some medicine.” There was a heavy sigh accompanying Din’s words that made your heart clench. “Peli’s already gone somewhere and I’m not waiting for Postmates so I’ve got to try and get him to the drugstore without deafening the whole neighborhood.” Another sigh. “I’m sorry, this isn’t your problem. I’ll call you later, okay?”

You weren't sure if it was because your friends had been right all along and you really were too nice or if you were already gone for this man, but the words came out of your mouth before you could stop them. “I could get it. I mean–if you want. I’m faster than Postmates and you won’t have to drag him out while he’s uncomfortable.” 

There was an uncomfortable pause long enough to make you wonder if he’d heard you before Din spoke again, “You don’t have to do that.” There was enough hesitation in his voice to make you question if that was what he really wanted to say. You’d been dancing around the subject of Grogu since you’d met and maybe this was just another one of his protective walls built around the child you knew nothing about. 

“I don’t have to,” you agreed, “but I’d like to if it would help.” He still had an out if he wanted it–an out you fully expected him to take as you waited in another few seconds of silence.

“I can send you my address,” was the reply you got instead. Still hesitant, but with a definite softness that hadn’t been in his tone before. “Thank you. Seriously.”

With instructions on which infant pain reliever to get and many more thank yous, the call ended. The date outfit on your bed was switched for jeans and your comfiest sweater and soon you were in the car on your way to the closest drug store, and to Din.

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Din opened the door, looking flustered in a way you’d never seen him before. His hair was its usual mess of curls, though now wilder like he’d been raking his hands through it. There were nerves written clearly on his handsome face, and you had a feeling they were all centered on the little bundle currently squirming against his shoulder. Of course you knew that he was responsible for a baby, but knowing it and seeing him cradle a fussy little boy were two different things. The sight made your heart skip a little as you stood holding bags in each arm.

“Thank you for this.” He cut off your train of thought and pushed the door open wider for you to step inside. A quick glance around gave you the impression of a typical–if sparse–bachelor apartment that was currently invaded with baby supplies. You set down the bags on the bar counter of his small kitchen, suddenly feeling unsure as Din watched you with a strange look on his face. He’d just noticed the greasy bag of fast food you’d set next to the medicine.

“I was getting hungry so I thought you might be too.” You made your tone light, trying to soothe the anxious lines on his forehead.

He seemed to notice only then that he was staring. “Thank you,” he said for maybe the twentieth time that day, looking into your eyes and sounding far more serious than a bag of fries warranted.  

You were still searching for something in Din’s eyes when Grogu broke the silence and those eyes turned back to him. “I know, buddy,” his father whispered, patting him on the back softly before his cries could grow again. “Let me get some medicine in him and then we can do proper introductions.” He flashed what looked like his first smile of the day. It was small and tired, but a smile nonetheless.

Your lips quirked up in response. “Bathroom?”

“Down the hall on the right. Make yourself at home.”

The rest of the apartment you could see on the short walk to the bathroom was just as sparse as the entrance had been. Business finished, you started back towards where Din’s soft voice was filtering down the hall when something caught your eye through an open door.  

It looked like it had once been something of an office. There was a desk pushed against the opposite wall, scattered with papers and an open laptop. The shelf next to the desk had random items on display–a collection of photos, models of sports cars and intermittent stacks of books. You took a few steps into the room, curious to see the titles Din kept on his shelf. Farther in, you could see that baby supplies were slowly taking over this space as well–packages of diapers sat stacked against a wall with a collapsed playpen. What caught your eye though was another shelf next to the door. This one had more books lining the shelves and a motorcycle helmet sitting on top of it like a display. You could see some dust had gathered on the helmet’s dark reflective surface, but your attention was more focused on the large gash running down the left side. The shell of the helmet had been cracked open, jagged edges revealing the padding underneath. Long scratches marred the side as well where the road had clearly scraped off the helmet’s surface in a slide. Seeing it gave you a pit in your stomach, but you strangely couldn’t look away.

“It’s a reminder.”

You glanced up to where Din had joined you in the room, a little startled by his voice. Grogu was still laying against his shoulder, slightly less fussy now. Din nodded at the helmet that had captured your attention.

“I was young and stupid,” he said. You winced at the thought that his head was inside that when it cracked open. “I’ve watched a lot of people get too cocky and forget how dangerous the work is. It’s my reminder to stay smart.”

You glanced back at the helmet and then met his gaze, tilting your head curiously. “You’re not what I expected.”

Your words seemed to throw him off guard and a small self-conscious smile grew on his lips. “Is that a good thing?”

Pretending to think it over, you stepped towards the doorway where he was leaning. His hand was rubbing up and down the baby’s back and you doubted he was even aware that he was making the soothing gesture. As you got closer, his smile shifted to be more relaxed, seeming to have caught on that you were teasing him with your fake deliberation. “I’m still making up my mind.”

Din raised an eyebrow but the amused smile was still on his lips. “Anything I can do to help?”

The two of you were close enough now for you to lean against the side of the doorframe opposite to him and his broad figure took up enough space so you could feel the pleasant heat emanating from his skin. Brown eyes dropped distractedly down to your lips and you grinned, pushing against the doorframe behind you to press your mouth to his. The surprised intake of breath from Din was just as sweet as the kiss. You pulled back after only a moment, basking in the soft look in his eyes–close enough to see the light from the hallway reflected in them. “That helps,” you said, the words coming out more breathless than you meant. 

“Good to know.” His voice was quiet as well, like the two of you were sharing a secret. His gaze flicked down again and something almost like insecurity flickered over his features, like he still wasn’t sure if this casual affection was allowed yet. The fact that you hadn’t leaned out of his space seemed to make up his mind and he leaned in for another kiss. This one was cut short by the soft gurgling of the baby on his shoulder. You’d almost forgotten that Grogu was there. 

“Oh right.” It seemed maybe Din had forgotten as well. “This is Grogu and he is usually in a very good mood.” He bounced the boy softly in his arms, angling him towards you and completing the introduction with your name. Tiny brown eyes stared at you for just a moment before his attention turned to grabbing at DIn’s shirt. You were treated to another smile as your gaze flicked back up and DIn tilted his head down the hall. “Let’s eat.”

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Either the medicine has started to work or the baby had just worn himself out by the time you finished your food and moved to talking on Din’s small couch. He got up to put Grogu to bed, returning with a baby monitor that he set on the coffee table between you. Another long sigh left his mouth as he seemed to melt back into the cushions, both hands sliding over his face. “Thank you for the dinner…and for being here.” His words were slightly muffled by the hands still covering his face.

“You don’t have to keep thanking me.”

The hands dropped as he peeked your direction with a teasing smile. “Get used to it.”

You rolled your eyes and were treated to one of his quiet laughs.

“I grew up in foster care.” 

You tried not to let the surprise show on your face at this seemingly random admission. Din has his eyes fixed on the sleeping form of Grogu, nose scrunched up slightly like he was thinking hard about the words he was letting go. You kept silent and gave him the space to find what he wanted to say.

“Most of the houses I ended up in, th-they weren’t great. There were always too many kids and too little room, or food, or…patience.” He looked down at his lap, picking an invisible piece of lint off of his jeans. His gaze was very pointedly not on you, like seeing your eyes as you listened would make the words too heavy to come out. “When I was sixteen I moved somewhere different. They were good people–a family. I owe nearly everything I am to them.” 

Din stood, although his story clearly wasn’t over. You kept your silence as he moved to the kitchen, still clearly lost in thought. You waited as he opened the fridge and soon heard the unmistakable clink of bottles. His hand lifted up a beer in a silent question that you answered with an equally silent nod. After popping off the top of each bottle he settled back on the couch next to you. The action seemed to have helped steady him somewhat–he looked more assured as you took the drink and brought it to your lips.

“I visit when I can.” He started again after taking a sip from his own bottle, “I was there earlier this year and they were taking care of him.” Here he nodded towards the sleeping baby and an emotion passed over his face that you couldn’t quite pin down. “They said they were too old–didn’t have the energy for a baby anymore but there was no one else in the area that could take him yet.” He sighed and passed a hand over his face. “I spent the weekend helping them with him and…something happened. The kid liked me. It wasn’t the first time I’d helped them take care of a baby, but it was the first time I felt that–I don’t know, connection? All I know is that I was getting ready to come back home and I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Here was this kid whose parents had died and he had no one. He was about to be thrown into the same shitshow that I had to grow up in.” 

The tanned skin on Din’s knuckles was white from the vice-like grip he had on the beer bottle. Almost without thinking you reached out, cutting through the sudden haze of anger surrounding him to place your hand on the warm skin of his forearm. Din looked up at you for the first time since he’d started talking. He looked more unsure than you’d ever seen him. 

“My foster parents helped get me connected to the right people and a month and a half later, I was a licensed  caregiver with a baby.” He dropped his eyes, but his arm moved up enough to catch your hand in his. His next words were said so quietly that you had to lean in to hear them. “I don’t know what I’m doing, but…I can make sure he has the best life he can. I mean, until they find him a permanent family.” Those last words took you by surprise and you found yourself glancing at the man next to you. The way he talked about Grogu, the way he’d looked at him…

You squeezed his hand in yours, wondering if Din even knew how he would react to having to let the child go.

[spicywhenspeaking]

The second to last touch-starved prompt with anyone in Bad Omens please 🙏 I love your writing so much!

Sorry this took me forever!!! Tbh I STRUGGLED! Lmaooo couldn’t decide if I wanted to get sad with it or fluffy. I decided fluffy because thinking about sad stuff was depressing….😵‍💫❤️

Prompt was Leaning onto each other, just being close, was enough and I did Nicholas x Reader

Anywhooooo! Hope you like it!!

Requests are open :)

I was all set to leave and join Nicholas on tour. I fit more clothes than physically possible in my bag and then the next day I woke up with a 103 fever and the worst body aches I’ve ever had.

I took a Covid test and when it came out positive I called Nicholas right away and it was probably a mistake because as soon as I heard his “hey baby, I’m so excited to see you tomorrow night. All packed up?” I busted out crying. “Baby, what’s wrong?” His voice was rushed and panicked.

“I’m sick!” I broke out in between quiet sobs, “I have Covid.” The both of us were devastated about not getting to see each other.

My life as a private chef takes me all over the place so we haven’t seen each other in over a month and a half because of our conflicting schedules. We talk on the phone and facetime, but it’s not the same and I miss being with him. Being immuno compromised I was sick for a long time, almost three and a half weeks with a nasty cough and body aches that made it difficult to get out of bed some days. By the time I finally recovered they only had two weeks of the tour left.

By some miracle the retreat I was supposed to cater was rescheduled at the last minute so I went straight into planning mode and repacked my bag to prepare for my surprise. I told Matt and the other guys about it so they all knew to expect me and knew not to say anything to Nicholas. I was hoping I’d be able to be awake when I saw him after all this time but after several flight delays I’m a day later than expected and haven’t slept in over 24 hours so when my head hits the pillow in his bunk and I’m surrounded by his familiar scent I am immediately out.

I don’t know how much later it is but I’m lightly awoken when I hear clanking and shuffling outside of the bus followed by the door opening and feet filling inside. “I’m exhausted dude, I’m just going to climb in my bunk and try to call y/n” I can hear my boyfriend’s muffled voice. “Why is my curtain closed? I definitely left it open” I hear him again before he pulls it back and he startles me at first with his initial reaction. “What the fuck?!” He yelps and I jump, my head flies up and hits the roof of his bunk “ow!” I cry out and he must immediately recognize that it’s me. “Baby!” He says and climbs in the bunk and tackles me back into the covers. “Oh my god, baby. You’re here.” He mumbles into my neck. I can hear him take a long breath, “god I missed how good you smell, these guys smell like ass.” I chuckle and hear Folio say “hey!” From his bunk on the other side of the bus.

Nicholas moves to quickly pull the curtain back to closed. “I thought you weren’t able to come” he continues to mumble his words into my neck, unwilling to let me go. I smooth my hand down his head and play with his hair. “The retreat was rescheduled so I got a last minute flight to see you” I say and he finally looks up and I see his eyes are glossy. “I missed you so much baby” he says and leans up to me to kiss me and it’s perfect. I feel everything that we want to say, all of the “ I love yous” and the “I miss yous” all reflected in the kiss. When we finally part he rests his forehead against mine and we just lay in comfortable silence. “How was the show? I’m sorry I missed it, I’m exhausted. Fighting to stay awake right now actually” I laugh out honestly. Smiling, he shifts us into a more comfortable position with me resting my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me. “The show was great, but I think this is the highlight of my night. I’m so happy you’re here.” I rest my hand on his chest and feel the steady beat of his heart, “I’m happy I’m here too Nicholas” I say and as much as my body craves to be closer in every way leaning onto each other, just being close was enough.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

jjk chapter 253 spoilers under the cut !!

WAHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS CHAPTER…….. 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 one of my favs in a while i think IT WAS SO SO GOODDDDDD

FIRST OF ALL. GOJO CRUMBS 😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞😞😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞😞😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞😞😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺😞😞😞😞😞 I CRIED I SOBBED I STARTED WRITHING ON THE FLOOR IN AGONY……. OUR SWEETIE………

HE’S SOOOO CUTE…. :(((( blindfolded gojo is my favorite ever he’s SO baby…….. i miss him sm it hurts i almost teared up seeing this panel that isn’t normal human behavior 😔😔 ”don’tcha think?” SIR PLS STOPPP…….. :((((( silly little goose…… i need to kiss him all over his pretty face just to hear him giggle (doctors surround me w syringes from all sides)

ok but gojo aside (come home baby the cats miss u 💔) MAKI????????? MY GODDESS?? i ADORE the fight between her and sukuna …. she looks completely feral i’m so enamored <333 wild raccoon coded <3333

and also…… the dynamic between these two……. 😵‍💫😵‍💫 maki being the only one since gojo who sukuna seems to be taking seriously/having genuine fun with???? (all the parallels between maki and gojo have been KILLING me i’m so glad akutami agrees w me that she’s his daughter ever <3) LIKE THAT’S SOOO SICK??? maki nation getting fed silly rn

”at its core, sorcery is all skin and flesh (…) that body of yours is all marrow and bone” BANGER ASS LINE EXCUSE ME??????????? AKUTAMI??????

but it’s also soooooo interesting isn’t it….. sukuna has always had a very specific view of sorcery and how it should be, and maki’s very existence completely goes against that ideal while simultaneously acting as a genuine threat to him… i think it’s so . insanely cool that he essentially views her as an alternative to sorcery?? and it forces him to revert back to the sorcery that he favours, just to prove that it’s superior (which is why he uses black flash for the first time!! at least that’s my read of it rn)…. IT’S JUST SO GOODDDD I’M EATING IT UP‼️‼️‼️

also sidenote kinda but but but . the sukuna theories…. abt him eating his twin……… if those are true then the sukuna/maki parallels are even MORE insane bc she had to sacrifice her own twin for the sake of survival/power but would undoubtedly choose mai over her newfound strenght every single time :(( while sukuna willingly chose strenght over companionship….. yeahhhh they make me ill

what else is there to say ……. kusakabe was there. PHDJDHDJF NO BUT WDYMMMM HE’S THE STRONGEST GRADE 1 SORCERER…… SINCE WHEN 😭😭😭 ??????

jokes aside i think it makes sense considering kusakabe just so happens to Know abt a bunch of stuff he shouldn’t know abt + somehow keeps surviving ???? but i still think it’s so funny how everyone is hyping him up while he’s like . I Am Not The Strongest 💀💀 he’s so funny actually…..

….. this is smth my fuckass brother said that unfortunately made a lot of sense + made me go completely insane but. maybe the reason kusakabe keeps trying to run away is bc he wants to stay alive for his sister….. :((( bc he needs to take care of her/doesn’t want to die and leave her alone the way her son did. sob. T_T that would be kind of a genius move on akutami’s part bc it changes his comedic moments to very heartwarming ones…. i’m actually rlly excited to see where this fight goes wahhhh

anyway back to gojo .

HE’S LITERALLY SOOOO BABY I CAN’T STAND HIM …. 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i don’t think akutami will ever truly understand how perfect this design is . like. there isn’t a single other character who perfectly manages to strike the balance between cute and handsome the way blindfolded gojo does . i’m sorry but it’s true. this is what the ideal male form looks like

[soaps-mohawk]

hello!! i’m not feeling too hot either today, woke up with a cold 😵‍💫 and i have to meet with my thesis advisor later!!

i am also having kyle garrick thoughts (again) bc i miss him 💔

my only solace is constantly thinking back to the moment omega kneeled for price ❤️‍🔥 it wash such a lovely moment that has imprinted itself in my brain.

i hope your brain starts being nicer to you friend 🫂

Nooo I'm sorry you're sick 😭 my roommate has been like tuberculosis coughing all over the house so I fear that may be inevitable in my future as well 😭

Thank you. I really love the idea of kneeling. Like I wish I could turn my brain off like that. Definitely would be nice right now. 💚

[anyataylorjoys]

sorry for spam queuing you. i love you. and i love challengers so much

Never apologize for this and I am also very sick with brain rot over challengers and being so annoying about it. I’m so glad we all got to experience it together 😵‍💫

[bratzforchris]

ugh i need more fluffy lil lukey fics 😫😫 it’s just cute 😵‍💫

Littles Get Sick Too

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Summary: Luke gets sick while he's regressed, but when he's with his mommy, he's always okay<3

Pairing: Little!Luke x caregiver and feminine!reader

Warnings: Vomit, panic attack over vomiting

Word Count: 1119

A/N: I feel like it's necessary to say once again...THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION (not directed to you, anon, just in general :)). I am not saying or assuming Luke is an age regressor. This is a work of fanfiction that serves the sole purpose of fun.

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“Mommy?” Luke mumbled, shaking your arm. “Mommy, wakes up.” he whimpered. 

You snored softly, not registering Luke’s quiet voice in your deep sleep. Luke whined, wrapping his arms around his nauseous tummy. The little one had been feeling rather unwell all night, but being regressed, he didn’t know how to articulate it. Yesterday evening, he had been extremely tired and didn’t really want dinner. Naïvely, you had chalked this up to him just having had a long day. The blond had been put down for bed early and had slept well, until now. 

He was restlessly tossing and turning, trying to find a position that didn’t make his belly slosh sickeningly. Finally, it got to be too much. Luke whimpered as his stomach turned and he began to vomit all down his front and all over the sheets. 

“Mommy!” he sobbed loudly. “Mommy helps!”

You woke up to the sound of liquid splashing against the sheets and Luke calling out your name. You sat up and rubbed your eyes, flicking on the lap. The sight that met your eyes when the light came on made you beyond sad. Luke was sitting in a puddle of his own throw up, crying heavily with his arms clutched against his sick tummy. 

“Oh Lu, it’s okay, buddy. I’m so sorry you don’t feel well.” You cooed, kissing his head. 

“Made mess, Mommy. I…I sowwy.” he whimpered, looking up at you. 

“Sweetheart,” You said sadly. “Don’t be. I’m sorry I didn’t wake up.”

You slowly climbed out of bed, careful not to get tangled in the soiled sheets. You walked around to Luke’s side of the bed and kissed his forehead. He was a bit warm, but not so much that it was concerning. The poor little one probably just had a 24-hour tummy bug. The blond fisted his eyes before making grabby hands for you, whimpering loudly. 

“Mommy, uppies.” he whined, letting out a burp.

“Do you feel sick again, buddy?” You asked. 

You longed to hold your baby boy, but you didn’t want to pick him up just yet if he felt like he was going to throw up again. 

Luke shook his head. “Nuh uh.”

“Alright, bug. Arms up, honey.” You whispered softly, slowly pulling Luke’s messy shirt off of him. 

You helped the baby out of bed, leading him to the bathroom. Sitting him against the side of the tub allowed Luke to lean his head on its cool sill, taking deep breaths as his stomach groaned. You grabbed a soft washcloth and wiped Luke’s chin and hands with warm water and some soap. You knew your baby probably wouldn’t want to take a bath right now, so you didn’t force him. Luke hiccuped, watching you with tired eyes. 

You knew Luke wasn’t feeling well, simply because of how nonverbal he was. Luke was normally a very verbal little, but right now, he simply clutched his stuffie in one hand and his tummy in the other, watching you sleepily. You had thrown Luke’s shirt in the sink to be cleaned and you went to grab the sheets, kissing the blond’s forehead with a “be right back, baby”.

Luke didn’t even argue. He simply nodded his head, closing his eyes. You quickly grabbed the sheets off the bed and brought them to the bathroom, throwing them into the sink with the blond’s soiled pajamas. 

“Mommy,” Luke whined, just as you were filling the sink with bleach and hot water. “No feel good ‘gain.”

“Okay, honey, it’s okay,” You whispered, rubbing his back and walking to the toilet. “Come over to the toilet, bubba.”

Luke immediately began to sob, gagging and reaching out for you. “Mommy, no!”

“You’re making yourself feel more sick, Lu. Try to take some deep breaths, baby.” You said sadly. 

“No!” Luke screamed, tears rolling down his cheeks. “No! I scawed! NO!” 

Your heart absolutely shattered. You knew how much Luke hated throwing up when he was big and it was a hundred times worse when he was little. He was so out-of-sorts at this point that all you could do was kiss his head and rub his back, whispering comforting words. 

Finally, the crying and nausea got to be too much for the poor blond and he began to throw up into the toilet. This round lasted much longer than the last, with Luke vomiting on and off for about thirty minutes. By the time he was practically dead on his feet, leaning heavily on you. 

“You ready for bed, buddy?” You asked, tucking a blond curl behind Luke’s ear as he began to fall asleep on your shoulder. 

“Mhm,” Luke nodded, thumb sneaking ever closer to his mouth. “Cawwy me?” he asked. 

You sighed. Luke was heavy, especially when he was sleepy and dead weight, but he was also sick and miserable. And so, you hoisted him onto your back, carrying him into the guest bedroom. It was currently 2:23 am and you and Luke both were way too tired for you to change the sheets on your bed. You softly tucked your little angel into bed, kissing his forehead softly. 

“Mommy, tummy huwt.” he whined, sucking on his thumb. 

“I know, sweet boy, I know. I’ll be right back, love.” 

You ran around your shared house, grabbing the things you would need for taking care of a sick Luke. These included his paci, his comfort water bottle, his blankie, a thermometer, medicine, and a vomit-proofed trash can. By the time you came back into the room, Luke had somehow managed to work the TV and was watching Paw Patrol, hiccuping softly. 

“I’m back, bubba.” You told him. 

Luke smiled, reaching out for you. “Mommy!”

Quickly setting the things on the nightstand, you crawled into bed beside Luke, with him immediately snuggling into your side. You popped his paci into his mouth, and he immediately began to suckle on it softly, rubbing your pajama shirt in between his thumb and forefinger. Even over the sound of cartoons playing on the television you could hear Luke’s stomach gurgling and growling. You knew the blond was probably going to throw up again, so you quickly checked his temperature and gave him some medicine while he was slightly less nauseous. 

“There’s a trash can by your bedside, buddy. Use that if you feel sick, okay?” You asked him. 

Luke nodded sleepily, cuddling into your side. The vomiting had worn him out and now all he wanted to do was cuddle with his mommy. You snuck your hand onto Luke’s belly, rubbing soft shapes to get him nice and relaxed. Taking care of a sick little was hard, but you wouldn’t trade being Luke’s mommy for the world.