#i cannot stop sneezing please help

[squishedegg]

I love Rick ocs so goddamn much, like yes tell me EVERYTHING about ur ocs pretty please. ESPECIALLY RP BLOGS LIKE YESSSSSSSS

[bravevolunteer]

i just know michael is simultaneously so annoying and Incredibly Dismissive whenever he's sick

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒓’𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒏

hello, I want to thank @foxyprincessworld for inspiring me to write this.

connected to fairytale

summary - it has been a while since meeting ari in the woods, and while he goes out to gather food for you two, you manage to get yourself stuck.

warning - smut, inter-species, tiny fairy, stuck, slight fingering, creampie.

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

Ari had gone out to gather some berries and vegetables from your little garden outside the cabin, ensuring you’d be stocked up for the rapidly approaching winter. While he was out picking, you were fluttering around the house, ensuring things were clean and neat. Since you met Ari that fateful night, becoming his partner, the cabin also became your home. 

You had been cleaning all day in your human form, making sure you could cut the cleaning time in half with your size before finding a spot that no large thing could reach. You wave your hand, allowing your magic to dance over you and shrink you into your fairy form. You fly over to the area, noticing through the small hole that it has become dirty. You knew Ari didn’t care about these things, but you did. So, you began to clean, softly groaning as you kept missing a few spots, pulling yourself further into the tiny hole, your hips catching onto the sides. You wiggle, huffing when you realise that you are stuck. “Oh no… I do hope Ari gets back soon.” You let out a cute little sneeze as the dust tickles your nose. 

Ari grins at the basket in his hands, loving that it’s filled to the brim and that he can show you what he’s managed to gather. He heads into the cabin, setting down the basket on the table and then looks around confused, wondering where you are as you usually came to greet him. “Fairy? Bear here!” He grunts, scrunching his nose. “Little Fairy?!” Ari begins to walk deeper into the house, becoming worried that something may have happened to you.

“I’m here, Bear. I’m okay. I’m just stuck...” You sigh and allow magic to flow through you, appearing before your man.

Ari stares at the bright ball, following it as it slowly leads him to where you are stuck. The ball disappears when Ari stops where you are, and his eyes widen. “Oh, Fairy! How?” He can’t deny that his cock twitches when his eyes land on your exposed arse, your dress lifted from wiggling. “Stuck?” You still weren’t able to teach him how to speak proper sentences, but you found it endearing with his short answers. Knowing he tries so hard, his face always scrunches up, trying to find the right things to say, and the thing you love most about him is even though it becomes hard for him sometimes, he never gives up. 

“Yeah, Bear. I’m stuck, and my magic cannot get me out of this one.” You pout, not noticing that the more you wiggle, the more that becomes exposed, causing the giant bear behind you to become aroused. “Could you please help me?” 

Ari nods, too preoccupied with how your arse jiggles and your sweet honey pot glistens. He licks his lips at the thought of honey and how delicious you taste. “Help after,” Ari growls out, quickly ridding himself free from his pants and gripping his thick, monstrous cock. He begins to stroke it, grunting as pre-cum leaks from his angry tip.

“What? Ari, what do you mean after? Bear?” He ignores you, too lost in his mind now. You softly squeak as his finger connects with your dripping cunt. You now understand what is happening and allow your magic to wash over you. “You can enter, Bear.” You whimper when he pushes his thick finger inside, stretching you and curling it, ensuring you are wet enough to take him.

“Okay?”

“Okay.” Your head falls forward as he pulls his finger out and replaces it with his member. His tip stretches you wide as Ari pushes in. “Oh, god…” He rests his hands against the wood, fucking into you harder and faster, enjoying how your tight walls squeeze him. 

“Not god.” Ari growls, fucking into you harder. “I Bear!” Your tiny body rocks back and forth, and your eyes roll back as the pleasure intensifies. Your walls pulsate like crazy around Ari, causing a groan to slip out. “My Fairy!” Your arousal builds, leaking alongside his thick base, coating him and creating a white creamy ring. “So pretty and tiny.” He hums, staring down at your stretched-out cunt with a dazed look, entranced by how hot it looks. 

Your fingers curl, nails digging into your palm. “B–bear! I’m going to–” You cut yourself off with a strangled moan. Your vision becomes white as your walls squeeze around him, and your juices squirt out of you. You fall limp, exhaustion hitting you. Ari continues to thrust into you, throwing his head back as his balls tighten, cock twitching. He releases thick amounts of cum into you, coating your walls. 

Once Ari empties himself, his cock softens, and he slowly pulls out of you. “Bear, help now.” He grumbles, wiping off the sweat on his forehead before punching the wood, snapping it enough to rip it away and pull you out of the tiny hole. He lies you on the palm of his hand, looking down at you with a soft look, “Fairy, okay?” 

You snuggle into his palm, looking up at him with a sleepy smile. “I’m okay, Bear. Thank you.” You give him a soft tap and sigh as he moves you to the chair. Your hand waves, and you feel your body slowly grow, allowing you to become human-sized. You stretch, kissing Ari’s palm as he rests it on your cheek. “How did your picking go, Bear?” 

The smile on his face makes you think he’d be able to brighten up a room with how bright and gorgeous it is. Ari quickly moves over to the basket and brings it back to you, showing you the many things he picked. You smile, eyes dancing around the many different colours. “You did wonderful, Bear! I could maybe make some soup for dinner and a pie for dessert.” You slowly stand, legs feeling like jelly. 

Ari places the basket back down and pulls you into him by the hips. He looks down at you with such love and adoration, like he cannot believe he has you in his life. “Bear love Fairy… S–so much.” He wraps an arm around your waist while his hand cups your cheek, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss on your lips. “Pretty Fairy.”

You smile, eyes becoming clouded with love. “I love you too, Bear, so much. My big handsome bear.” Your hand rests flat on his chest, and the other cups his cheek, stroking the soft beard underneath before moving up to scratch between his cute bear ears. “Why don’t you get some rest? You’ve been working so hard lately.” Your lashes flutter as you continue to stare up at him. “I’ll prepare dinner, okay?” 

Ari shakes his head, huffing. He peppers kisses against your face, smiling at how beautiful you look. “I help.” 

That night you and Ari make dinner, and as that is cooking, he helps you prepare dessert. You couldn’t have wished for anything better. He’d wrap you in his arms as you made the food before pulling you over to the couch, holding you against him while you both waited for dinner. Your hand rested against your stomach, knowing that when you finally told the news to Ari, he would be so happy. You’d finally have everything you had ever wished for. 

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[bumblinv]

Hi! Are your requests open? If they are I'm just gonna leave this here, Neteyam, Ao'nung, Lo'ak (sperate) x OmaticayaGnReader who is sick, like flu for the na'vi or something like that, they have a fever and the chills and everything could it also be fluffy and absolutely adorable

--- personal doctors ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ

neteyam, ao'nung, rotxo (seperated) x gn!metkayina!reader

you catch a cold, its time for your lover to take care of you

a/n ; im not good at writing lo’ak, so i bring you rotxo instead! i hope you dont mind<3

: ̗̀➛ neteyam

realizes your sickness even before you did

when you first sneeze or cough, his mind goes straight to the day before, recalling any peculiar food you've had

neteyam would notices too, when you pause between chores to massage your forehead

he will take over cleaning. making sure every corner is clean so you won't sneeze from the dust. he also makes sure you stay hydrated and even whips you up nutritious meals until your condition got better. usually, the fever never got up to you

but when it does, he goes in full momma mode

this man grows with 3 younger siblings, caring for someone is natural for him. he would stay by your side, whispering your name every few hours to wake you up, so he could feed and help you drink

neteyam might not be the best healer, like her sister, but he can make certain herb drinks

makes you ginger tea regularly to warm up your shivering body

you tend to get all sort of nightmares from your sickness, but dont worry, you’re waking up to neteyam since he’s cuddling you all night long. he will run his slender fingers through your hair, whispering comforting words to your ear

“everything’s okay, dear. i’m here” 

we all need neteyam in our lives:(

_

: ̗̀➛ ao'ung

acts like he doesn’t care, but the moment your temperature starts to rise, he brings his mother straight to you

the tsahik would probably do nothing. she tell him to go ask kiri for some herb tea, and to make sure you drink and eat well, since fevers could heal by itself

but mans stressed

would refuse to let you lift a single muscle. he will be the one helping you change, wipe your face to keep you fresh, feeding you

since he’s not the best cook, he would ask tsireya to make you soups, wich she happily does. she makes great food, but your tongue tastes sour and your appetite is no where to be found

so ao'nung scolds you

“quit acting like a baby and please, just eat” 

you know ao’nung. none of his scolding are anger, he’s just extremely worried.

watching you go to sleep after being scolded makes him feel like a villain. he would join you in bed and whispers an apology. gently bringing you closer to his chest as the both of you fall asleep

remember he's a worrier? it makes him act too much like a mom. he will insist on taking care of you, even when you're feeling better. will only stop until he's sure you're 100% healthy

ao'nung is a big softie

_

: ̗̀➛ rotxo 

most clueless compared to the other 2

pls dont be mad, its not his fault

something tells me he’s an only child, a one that rarely got sick too, so he doesn’t know anything about caring for ill people

rotxo might be confused, but he’s not an idiot

the moment he touches your forehead and realizes you're scorching hot, rotxo instinctively wraps a fluffy blanket around you. the man will make you drink a lot of water, and went off running to the sullys

“what the fuck?” 

“sorry lo'ak! its an emergency!”

he got home with omaticayan food wraps in hand. you’re too sick to say anything, so when he lifts your head to feed you, you don’t protest

the one thing that scares you the most is that his jokes completely disappears

all his stupid jokes, gone.

not in a bad way, this man is just so dedicated on you that he stops joking around. he cannot stand that you're feeling all sick and uncomfortable and wants you back to your healthy self

this man is so serious, even when he tried feeding you raw cloves of garlic

one time, he heard kiri saying that garlics are ‘good for boosting the immune system’ 

he’s not wrong😭😭😭

but kiri hits him on the head once she founds out

instead of feeding you raw garlic, she gives you a mix of aged garlic and honey as medicine such an asian mom move

he feels bad afterwards, would kiss your entire face despite your protest

the next day, you wake up feeling fresh. but your lover boys voice got so hoarse from sore throat and complains about his sore limbs

yes, he got your fever and yes, he never regret kissing you, even when you're sick

[sulfies]

Wolves In Romé pt2

pt1 here

“I know, I know… believe me I know exactly what you are going through” Ezio could swear he heard a scoff in response

The wolf under him gave a soft whine as he fastened the last knot of the bandage onto the poor animal. He was glad all his fingers were left intact from this encounter...

”I would say you almost sat better than me on my first time” Ezio entertained himself as he talked to the wolf, fingers smoothing the bandage he wrestled onto the beast. “And I do mean the arrow, you horndog… or hornwolf”

His tone teased but Ezio was not lying with his compliments even if the animal could not understand him. The wolf had sat surprisingly still, not that he had wanted to be bit, but he was fairly certain wolves didn't just let you pet and bandage them so he had expected at least a nibble or some puncture marks to remember by.

And now that Ezio had done the basics of medicine, the fact that he was crouched next to a grown wolf that he just helped was entering into his brain fully …. he did not know where to go from there.

His fingers reached back up to the furry ears, digging them into the thick fur to scratch at the spot that got the wolf to close his eyes in a sigh. 

Definitely not a normal wolf.

”You must have an owner, Cuccilio… You are trained at least to human touch aren't you?”

The amber eyes slowly opened back, focused directly to his own.

”Those freaks were chasing after you for a reason hmm? Were they your owners? Please don't tell me they were your owners”

The wolf just tilted his head and sneezed on his face. Rude.

”Yea okay, spray your nasty sylva over my face… not like I saved your hide or anything” He said as he crossed his brows in a fake anger. The reply he got was a soft huff and whack of a tail on his leg. As if the wolf was playing along with his ramblings.

Ezio’s voice was low and soft in the night “Now what to even do with you…”

———-

“No way!”

“I couldn’t leave him in the city!”

”Ezio… No way!”

”And If I leave him in the woods his wound will just get infected!”

”SO YOU BROUGHT IT HERE?”

Here, being the doorstep of Leo’s studio in the middle of the night.

”Well he did follow me all the way here… he is friendly Leonardo, I swear!”

Leonardo glanced at the monster with blood-soaked fur mouth… 

“It’s a wolf Ezio! Wolves are not friendly.”

”I thought you would be excited to see one! You told me one time how you wanted to study them…” Ezio placed his hands on his hips and… pouted like the grown man he is.

Leo sighed. “Yes a DEAD one, the kind that won't maul me to death.”

”Well, good thing this one won't!”

Leo glanced at the bloody mess sitting right next to Ezio listening to their conversation calmly… weird.

”Merda…” He looked back at Ezio’s grinning face “Where did you even find him Ezio?”

The other man rocked on his feet “He was getting hunted by those crazed wolf worshippers on the street… So I-“

”You thought it was a dog at first and jumped in, didn’t you…?”

Ezio snapped his mouth shut and looked to the side down at his new friend.

”It was dark…”

A snort came from the wolf and it looked back at Ezio with what could be described as a wolf's best attempt at an eye-roll… again, weird.

Another sigh… Leonardo leaned on his doorframe and watched the two most dangerous beings in all of Italy standing at his doorstep in silence for a few seconds.

”You cannot leave me alone with it…”

”I wouldn’t dream of it!”

”not even a second!” “I won't, I promise!”

Ezios grin went bigger as he made a step to go into Leo’s workshop only to get stopped by a hand on his chest.

”I am not kidding Ezio, I do not want to be wolf food!”

This time the wolf's snort was directed at him. Did he understand them? No… animals are animals.

Ezio looked down and with his head gestured to it. “Come on Cuccilio, Leonardo decided to be kind to us… for now”

His third sigh of the night left him and he stepped back,

“If it was anyone else but you Mi Amico… but you need to clean him.”

Ezio’s shoulders dropped in relief.

“Thank you, Leonardo, I owe you one”

“You owe me so much I should just have access to your banking records.”

Ezio laughs as he walks past Leonardo, giving his shoulder a pat. “As if you already don't~”

Leo glared at his friend, almost forgetting about the giant beast till it walked past him like he already owned the place!

“Ay… it's going to be a long night”

He walked toward his wine stash.

—-----

He was finally clean, getting his face dried with a rough towel as he lay on the ground of the workshop.

Desmond was surprised Leonardo actually let them in. At this point, he was concerned both for Ezio and Leo’s rational thinking ability because he personally, under no circumstances, would allow a wolf covered in human blood into his home.

“Now, you are clean… as you can be at least, Cuccilio”

“Really? You are still going to call it a puppy?” 

Ezio looked back to his friend who was sitting at his table sketching Desmond’s form on the ground. Getting used to having a wolf in his studio with the help of a glass or two. 

Now that the initial shock, some-don't ask-how, was gone the artist was happy to get his observations. 

“Well… he doesn't have a name-”

“And he should not, you will get attached the moment you name him Ezio.”

Ezio scoffed “No I wo-” 

“Yes, you will.” Leo smiled down at his friend from where he sat, trying to get Desmond's back muscles right on his paper.

 He was getting sketched by The Leonardo da Vinci, in his studio, as a wolf… 

His tail thumped on the ground slowly.

“I get helping the poor thing, Ezio, but surely you aren’t planning on keeping him?”

Desmond’s ears perked up at that. Ezio put the dirty towel he used to wipe his face away. His other hand still underneath his maw, holding it lightly, while middle two fingers scratched lightly at a spot that gave Desmond’s tail a bit more speed.

Oh no… Desmond knew exactly what Ezio was thinking.

“I mean… I always wanted a dog.”

“Ezio-” Leo started but Ezio cut him off. “He is clearly not a normal one, Leo… took an arrow to the leg and didn't even try to nip when I ripped it out of him..”

His free hand joined to scratch his neck and even if baffled at his stupidity Desmond couldn't stop himself from leaning into it when it was digging into just the right spot.

“Look, he even lets me pet him. I don't think he is a wild one at all… most likely trained.” He looked back at his friend with a grin. “It's a tamed wolf, Leo! I mean-”

“Per l'amor di dio Ezio, You can barely look after yourself, do you have time for a pet? Let alone a wolf?!” His dear friend mused in a concerned tone. 

Desmond looked back at Ezio who was still just petting him with a soft excited smile. 

Oh no…He already made up his mind, didn’t he?

“Oh, who am I talking to…You already made up your mind the moment you brought him to my door didn't you Amico?” the only sane man in the room parroted Desmond’s thoughts.

Ezio turned to look back at his friend his smile turning to a sheepish grin. “Come on Leonardo… when will I ever come across an animal like this again?”

“And you plan on what? Making him a dog assassin? Teach him how to jump roof to roof?”

Desmond sneezed at the image that came to his mind of a wolf in an assassin getup. 

“And does it even want to be kept?”

That made Ezio look back at Desmond, his face showing an expression that said he had not thought of that aspect… Desmond realized he also had not.

He did follow Ezio willingly to here almost automatically but he didn't need to stay here… he could just go, he should just go but… then what? Yes, he was a wolf now, but Desmond was human first and his mind was, surprisingly, still his. 

He didn't know a thing about being a wolf! Would he survive? Did he even understand wolf talk or howl or whatever they do? 

Did he want to be a wolf?

No, he thought.

 He did not want to run through the woods every day hunting for a meal to not starve, sleeping in the open cold air, and waking up with no one to talk to. 

No, he decided. He would not run to the woods.

“Bené… you make a good poi-” Ezio’s somber tone was cut off as Desmond slowly sat up, trying to not move his injured leg too much and plopped his head right on Ezio’s lap, nuzzling into his leg as he sighed softly. Looking up he met his eyes, rich brown ones looking back at him.

“Per carità… forget I even asked” Leonardo’s voice supplied in exhaustion.

Ezio’s grin returned full force, eyes twinkling like the first time he let him pet and Desmond found that he could get used to being a lapdog if it made Ezio this happy.

The three sat there in the night as Ezio’s hands found their way back to Desmond’s fur, Leonardo’s pencil strokes filling in the silence between them.

After a good while as Desmond’s eyelids grew heavier, he heard Ezio’s deep voice speak up again “Now can I name him?”

A well-repeated sigh came as an answer “What do you have in mind?”

“Something strong, a good Roman name for a good Roman wolf…”

Desmond’s ear twitched, half listening as the soft rumble of the assassin's voice lulled him to almost sleep.

“Aldobrandino…”

WHAT?!

[pictureinme]

hcs for taking care of cillian charcters when they’re sick & when you get sick in return?

thank you thank you for this! i decided to put a few more characters for this, i love the concept LOL

patricia 'kitten' braden

» she is the epitome of 'woe is me' when she's sick - pillows upon pillows, tissues everywhere, a hand upon her forehead as she wears her most extravagant nightgown... she has appearances to keep up! » she requests you to dote on her every need - spoon-feeding her soup, putting on her favorite records and lighting the loveliest of candles when the overhead light is just too much to bear » once she recovers, you've fallen just as ill - she apologizes PROFUSELY for making you kiss her constantly, but how could she abstain from you?! » she cooks for you, making sure you're getting every single nutrient to heal fast - picture soups full of veggies, assorted fruit, and, frankly, disgusting smoothies because she read about it in cosmo

neil lewis

» honestly pathetically arrogant, let's be real - swears he's just fine, tries to keep running the store but he sneezed on a copy of 'dr. strangelove' a customer was trying to rent and lucien kicked him out (for everyone's benefit) » once you have him at home, he wears three masks and gloves, spraying everything down with lysol for fear of getting you sick - the only thing he accepts from you is little snacks and the meds he forgot » you somehow get sick despite his best efforts ... even though he did make you throw out all of his various tissues - he immediately goes to webmd with whatever symptoms you present & definitely micromanages your meds schedule » asks marcia and her husband for advice, but only kind they've got is related to their little bundle of joy - they do, however, send him back home with a fuck ton of goodies for you to wake up to from your sickly nap

emma skillpa

» hides her sickness from you as long as possible, to the point of her passing out mid cleaning - luckily you catch her, and she is beyond embarrassed. "oh, please don't worry, i'll be back on my feet in no time!" » you carry her up the stairs, laying her on her bed, and she can't help but swoon at your control of the situation - she tells you exactly the things she needs, sometimes attempting to get out of bed herself to get them. she already has some soup frozen in the ice box, so all you have to do is thaw them » she goes full emma mode when you've fallen ill after taking such good care of her - calls your place of work, telling them you've fallen deathly ill and need a week off (what a gem she is). makes sure you drink every last bit of soup, no ifs or buts » genuinely does not let you leave the bedroom for the entire week, even if you've already recovered by that point - spends time with you, of course, but she has lots to do around the house! maybe being held captive by emma wasn't so bad, hm?

jackson rippner

» cannot STAND being sick, especially with the delays in his job that could occur - however, he very much enjoys you doting on him like his little caretaker. he can't resist playing house » makes sure you attend to his every need, especially while wearing a cute little outfit (nurse costume unnecessary, but not out of the question) - "come on, do a little spin for me, it's the least you can do. i'm a sick man who needs his meds from his oh so sexy wife!" » you falling ill was not in the itinerary, but he loves how cute you look bundled up in the sheets - he pokes fun at you, but still gets you all the stuff you need » if he has to leave for a job in the middle of your sickness, he leaves you with a nest of items you could ever possibly need, as well as an on-call doctor he knows for... reasons - "i'll just be a few states away, but if shit gets serious, don't hesitate to call my burner. yes, i need it for this job, i don't know why. please stop asking so many questions."

jonathan crane

» you can barely tell he's sick for the first few days, but you notice the redness around his nose - when you bring it up, he immediately shoots you down. "darling, if i was sick, i couldn't be doing my job, now could i?" » meanwhile, the next time you see him, he's passed out in his office chair with tissues stuffed in his pocket like a lapel. you bring him back to your place so he can properly rest - he wakes up confused, but silently grateful for the glass of water and medicine you placed on the nightstand next to him » having him stay at your place got you sick pretty fast, and you couldn't believe how he was surviving with the level of congestion you're having - he stays home from work enough to dote on you in his own special way, taking note of your symptoms to properly take care of you » he only goes to the office a few times to bring you back some high doses of medicine you couldn't get over the counter at a cvs, so you could heal as fast as possible - "i know the pills are bigger than normal, but you only have to take them once a day for the rest of the week. don't be such a crybaby."

[somber-sapphic]

Prompt List!

Hi :) Here is a fancy new updated version of my prompt list! I switched out most of them, but you're sure to find a few repeats. The old ones are linked here and you can choose off of that list as well if you wish!

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〘Sickie Dialogue〙

"I don't feel so great..."

"Could you pass me a tissue, please?"

"I think I might have a fever."

"I can't believe I caught this cold at the worst possible time."

"I'm trying to stay strong, but it's getting harder."

"My head is pounding."

"I wish this illness would just go away already."

"I'm so tired, even just talking feels like an effort."

"I don't want to be a bother, but I need help.”

"I can't taste anything. This is the worst."

"I'll be fine; it's just a minor bug."

"I'm sorry if I seem distant. It's just the fever taking a toll on me."

"I feel like I've been hit by a truck."

"I'm not sure how much longer I can tough it out."

"My throat is so sore; I can barely swallow."

"I keep shivering. Can you pass me a blanket?"

"I'm coughing so much, it's starting to hurt."

"I hate feeling so weak and helpless."

"I wish I could join everyone, but I don't want to get them sick."

"I don't want anyone to worry about me."

"I know I need to rest, but there's so much to do."

"It feels like I've been like this forever."

"I can't believe how much my body aches."

"I'm really grateful for your company. It helps distract me from feeling awful."

"I'm just going to close my eyes for a bit..."

"I think I need to lie down for a while."

"This headache is killing me..."

"I can't believe I let myself get this sick."

"I'm feeling really dizzy.”

"I don't have the energy to do anything right now."

"I'm trying to stay positive, but it's tough."

"I just want to feel better already."

"Could you hand me the thermometer? I want to check my temperature."

"I've never felt this awful before."

"I feel like I'm burning up."

"I can't stop sneezing."

"I should have taken better care of myself."

"I'm worried it might be more than just a simple cold."

"I wish I had someone to take care of me.

"I'm feeling really weak and achy."

"I hate that I'm missing out on all the fun because of this."

"I can't even focus on anything with this headache."

"I never appreciated being healthy until now."

"I'm trying to drink lots of fluids to stay hydrated."

"I just want to sleep and forget about everything for a while."

"I'm scared it might be something serious."

"I'm tired of coughing."

"I'm fine, really. It's just a little cold."

"I think I caught something. My head is pounding."

"I don't want to be a burden..."

"I'm so cold..."

"I can still go on the mission."

"I don't want anyone to see me like this."

"Sorry, I can't stop sneezing."

"Thanks for taking care of me."

"I don't want to spread this to anyone else."

"I hate feeling so helpless."

 "I don't need your pity."

"I don't remember the last time I felt this awful."

"I wish I could be out there, helping everyone."

"Why does it have to be so cold?"

“Can you just…hug me?”

 “Don’t leave, please.”

 “I swear I wasn’t this sick this morning.”

 “Yes, I took medicine.”

 “You’re sure I’m sick?  ‘Cause I feel fine.”

 “I really cannot be sick right now.”

 “Everyone gets colds.  I’ll live.”

 “I really hope this is just my allergies.”

 “Stop thinking so loud; my head hurts.”

"I'm scared."

"I can't even talk properly."

 "I feel like I'm letting everyone down."

"You're making a big deal out of nothing."

"I'm so tired..."

"I'm sorry for getting you involved in this mess."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you..."

"I hate being sick. It's so frustrating."

"I can't seem to get warm..."

"I feel terrible for canceling our plans."

"I just want this to be over..."

"Thanks for taking care of me."

"I don't want to burden anyone.”

"I feel useless like this."

"I sound terrible, don't I?"

"I'm sorry if I'm being difficult..."

“Can you just…hug me?”

 “Don’t leave, please.”

 “I swear I wasn’t this sick this morning.”

 “Yes, I took medicine.”

 “You’re sure I’m sick?  ‘Cause I feel fine.”

 “I really cannot be sick right now.”

 “Everyone gets colds.  I’ll live.”

 “I really hope this is just my allergies.”

 “Stop thinking so loud; my head hurts.”

〘Types of Sickie〙

99.9% Immunity - they never get sick, right? Wrong. 

Elephant in the Room - they’re sick, but for some reason, perhaps rank or personality, no one is talking about it. Until it gets bad.

Heroes Don’t Take Sick Days - there’s no time to rest when you have to save the world, so sickie has to push themselves even when miserable. 

Insult to Injury - as if being injured wasn’t enough, now they’re getting sick too. 

Ill Timed - it is the worst possible time for them to be sick, but their body didn’t get the memo. 

Irreplaceable - they are the leader or the boss and aren’t able to take personal time off, even when they’re sick.

It’s Nothing - they insist they’re fine, right up until they collapse. 

Medic Down - How do the other characters handle it when their usual caretaker is sick?

Milking It - if they’re sick, they’re at least going to get as much pampering out of it as they can. 

Not a Word - sickie said they don’t get sick and isn’t in the mood for anyone to remind them while they recover. 

Stepping Up - boss/leader is clearly miserable, so the others go out of their way to take as much of their workload as possible. 

Suffer in Silence - for whatever reason, they don’t want anyone to know they’re sick and do everything they can to hide it.

Team Mom/Dad - the typical team Mom/Dad gets sick, leaving the others to scramble to take care of them.

〘Sickie Scenarios〙

🥀Feeling so out of it, they need constant attention.

🌹Barefoot sleeping wanderings. 

🪷Being let back to bed with patient whispers. 

🌷Collapsing into someone’s waiting arms. 

🌻Forehead kisses

🌼Being picked up 

🌸Being called things like baby, sweetheart or honey

🌺Shaky hands

💐 Waking up either adorably confused or painfully scared

🌾Comfort after a nightmare

🪴Medicine

🍀Nap

☘️Hand holding 

🌿Lullaby

🌴Reaching out for someone 

🌳Bath

🐍Thermometer

🌵Fingers running through sweaty hair

〘Caretaker Dialogue〙

"No, you're not fine. You're burning up.”

"You need to rest. I'll stay here with you until you feel better."

“Just let me take care of you."

"Here, take my blanket.”

“I’ll make some tea”

“You're in no condition to go anywhere.”

“Just rest and let your body fight this off."

“Take this medicine, please."

"I'm here now”

"Right now, the only person you need to help is yourself.”

“Let me hold you.”

“Save your energy.”

“Let me fuss over you."

"You just focus on resting, I'll take care of everything else."

"Let me make you some soup, it'll help soothe your throat."

"Don't worry, I'll handle all your responsibilities while you recover."

"Is there anything specific you need? I'll go get it for you."

"Here's a warm blanket to keep you cozy."

"I brought your favorite book/movie to help pass the time."

"I'll stay by your side until you're feeling better."

"Would you like some tea or hot water with honey?"

"You need to take these medications at the specified times. I'll set up reminders for you."

"Don't push yourself too hard; your health is the top priority."

"I'll run errands for you so you can rest without worrying about anything."

"How about I read to you or play some soothing music?"

"If you need anything during the night, just call, and I'll be here."

"I made you a get-well card. It's silly, but I hope it makes you smile.”

"You're not alone,"

"I'll keep the room warm for you. You don't need to get up."

"Let's open the window for some fresh air, but I'll keep you wrapped up warmly."

"How about we watch your favorite TV show together?"

"Remember to drink plenty of water. I'll keep a glass on the side table."

"You don't have to thank me; it's what friends/family do for each other."

"I'll handle the phone calls and messages for you, so you can focus on resting."

"Tell me if you're feeling uncomfortable, and I'll do my best to fix it."

"I brought you some flowers to brighten up your room."

"I'll fluff up your pillows to make you more comfortable."

"Lean on me if you need to get up; I'll support you."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

"Let me make you something to eat. You need to keep up your strength."

"You should rest; I'll handle everything else.”

"Here, take this medicine. It'll help you feel better."

"I brought you some tea to soothe your throat."

"Lean on me; I'll support you as you walk."

"You're not alone; I'm here for you."

"I'll keep you warm with an extra blanket."

"How about I read you a story to help you relax?"

"Let's watch your favorite movie."

"You don't have to worry about a thing; I've got it all under control."

"You should try to sleep; I'll keep an eye on you."

"I'll keep track of your medication schedule so you don't forget."

"Tell me if you need anything, and I'll get it for you."

"I made some soup for you. It's supposed to be good for healing."

"You should stay in bed and let me handle everything else."

"I'll handle all the chores; you just focus on getting better."

"I brought a few books; let me know if you want to read any."

"I'm here if you want to talk or just need someone to listen."

"I'll keep you company so you won't feel alone."

"I'll make sure the room is quiet so you can rest."

"I'm here to take care of you, no matter what."

[charliedawn]

Charlieeee? I kinda got COVID and I was wondering- Can you possibly make headcannons on how the slashers would take care of their S/O who has COVID?😭 If you havent already🙏

Please and thanks🍦

Freddy *rolls his eyes when he sees you trying to escape your bed and teleports next to you* : "Nuh-huh. Stay in bed. Doctor's order.."

He will stay in bed with you and be less bothersome than usual—which is his way of saying he cares.

Freddy would cut you some slack if he sees you're really not okay and make sure you dream good things.

He would also keep you company when he can and send you flowers when you're quarantined.

Slashers cannot technically die or get hurt, so he would visit you and talk to you if you need to.

You *groan in annoyance as you take your own temperature* : "...Sh*t. I'm sick."

Pennywise *appears in your bedroom in your nurse outfit and smiles* : "Hello sick, I'm Pennynurse."

Pennywise and Penny are the only patients that cannot get sick. At all.

They'll use that to their full advantage to spend time with you, check on you and make sure you're alright during your quarantine.

Pennywise would entertain you with card tricks and make sure you get some rest and do not get bothered by anyone, but him.

Pennywise *pokes your cheek while you're sleeping* : "Are you awake ? Are you alive ? Come on. Wake up. Open your eyes, or I'll eat you."

Penny would do the same, but be more worried than his brother and binge eat as a result of his worry..

"Penny..Did you just eat all of my paperwork ?"

"...Maybe ?"

Penny would try to help out. But, not in the right way I'm afraid.

He would take care of your paperwork by either delegating it, or eating it. No middle ground.

He would also panic at the smallest change in your behavior.

Penny : "THE HUMAN COUGHED ! COME AND HELP !"

Even though Penny is a slasher, he has absolutely no idea of how the human body works. Every time you cough, sneeze or even blink, he would think something is wrong with you and seek for help.

Penny would come in and out at regular intervals to see if you're still sick and bring you whatever he can find to make you happy and forget you're sick.

Michael *frowns in disapproval when he sees you trying to get out of bed and writes down* : "Go back to bed. You're not ready."

Michael would have his father instincts kicking in and would guard your door day and night to make sure you get some rest and the slashers don't act out during your absence.

He would also try to communicate with the nurses and ask questions about your recovery.

Also, he would come read with you or give you daily hugs.

The nurses would also be amused to see him glare at whoever would try to get past him, especially the slashers.

Freddy *tries to go past him and is stopped* : "YO ! MOVE !"

Michael *glances up at the sign he pinned to the whole earlier*

Freddy *reads* : "Forbidden entrance for everyone. Especially if your name is Freddy...YOU LITTLE SH-!"

Michael *glares in disapproving dad mode*

Freddy *grumble and stomps his foot before walking away*

Norman *sees you almost falling asleep on your desk* : "Oh dear ! I can't let you do this. You need to get back to bed. Here, let me help." *helps you with paperwork*

Norman would bring you breakfast in bed and be your emotional support while you are stuck in your room.

He would also tell you about his day and watch over the slashers for you.

He would be the perfect nurse actually.

He would bring you your pills to soothe your head and throat as well as stay with you if you feel good enough.

He would take care of you until he's sure you are out of harm's way and help around the hospital as much as he can.

Jack *knocks on your door* : "Hey there. Open the door, sweetheart. It's just me. And I brought gifts."

Gifts which include two bottles of whiskey and cake.

Two of his favorite things in the world..

"Now, how about we party ?! Just the both of us, yeah ?"

Jack knows it's no fun to be sick and would bring you everything he knows would cheer him up.

He wouldn't really be physical, because he's technically still human and could get sick as well, but you can count on his emotional support and his usual visits to cheer you up.

"Sick ?"

He would be confused, as Brahms never got sick. He was sheltered as a child, and quickly became a slasher when he found his doll.

So, he was spared colds, and other common sickness. He did have the small pox, but it was a long time ago.

He would stay by your bedside and bring you his plushies for comfort.

He would also play games with you and fall asleep next to you.

Brahms would stay by your side until he's sure you will be alright and bring you gifts.

Brahms *blushes when he gives you cookies* : "For..you."

Patricia would come in your room to check on you and bring you (you guessed it) sandwiches.

She would also stay with you to talk and make sure you're mentally alright and keep you company if needed.

Patricia *smiles as she places flowers in your hair* : "Here..You're all pretty now."

She would be a sweetheart with you, and Dennis would make sure they stay safe during the visits (masks, gloves, cleaning products, pharmaceutical goggles..)

So, yeah.

No danger of being infected here. 😅

[sneezydarliing]

hello!! i haven’t interacted with your blog much but i just rolled in from the last tigh//nari post you wrote (so good!) and saw you might be looking for requests? i’m still really nervous asking and not sure what i’m doing so no offense taken if you disregard!

anyway, i’d love to read some cy/no content? if you’re along w any ships (cynari, haino, etc) that’s totally cool. maybe like a [plant/flower] allergy situation when he visits the forest?

hope you’re well and thanks for sharing content <3

Thank you so much for the req!! I'm sorry for the wait, I really hope you enjoy!

reqs are open

Pairing: cynari

Words: 1044

CW/TW: sneezing content, mention of mess

Cyno had not anticipated anything special out of this trip to the forest. He was going only to see Tighnari- who had excitedly informed him of a new discovery made deep into the forest watcher’s patrolling area. The look on his friend’s face, combined with the eager swishing of his tail behind him, was more than enough convincing to get the mahamntra to venture into the greenery.

It’s quiet as he pads along the roughly and hastily made trail, leaving him with his own thoughts- excitement to see tighnari again, listen to him ramble on about whatever he had found, a slight apprehension at the possibility of this being dangerous- not that either of them could not hold their own, but tighnari was often so eager to research that he did not stop to think about any possible consequences to himself, and he hated seeing him in pain. Muddled in with these feelings, a slight but sudden itch in the back of his nose. He presses a knuckle against the side of it absentmindedly, just as a pair of ears perking up quickly catches his attention.

“You made it!” Tighnari calls out to him, tredging through ankle-deep tangles of weeds to meet him. There’s a smudge of dirt on his cheek, and a tangle in his usual well-kept tail. As Cyno nods his greeting, he cannot help but wonder how long he’s been out here. The other seems to be aware of it, occasionally flicking the appendage about in absent-minded frustration.

Tighnari leads him further into the forest, happily rambling on about the things they pass by and what his research has granted so far. Cyno can’t get himself to focus, the itch in his sinus suddenly alight, forcing his breath to hitch just once before calming again. He can almost feel Tighnari’s concerned frown, but he decides to keep quiet about it for now, to Cyno’s gratitude.

Suddenly, he’s stopped. Tighnari moves to the side, looking at Cyno with pride clear in his eyes. He’s meet with the sight of a large, blooming flower, encased in golden vines that seem almost-conscious, twitching at any movement around them. “I haven’t been able to touch it yet, and my elemental attacks have no effect. That’s why I brought you out here, I was hoping maybe electrical- Cyno?” His ramblings cease as he catches sight of him, hands cupped loosely in front of his face, usually serious expression crumpled into one of desperation as he fights off the need uselessly, breath stuttering until he can no longer fight it.

‘hEh-itSH! ‘tShi! hiH-” The third one is lost, leaving him sniffling, trying to rub the irritation out of his sinuses. “Archons, bless you! Are you feeling alright?” Cyno sniffles uselessly again, trying to will some of the congestion out of his voice before he speaks.

“I’m fine. You can romaine calm.” Tighnari groans in response. “You must be, if you’ve got the energy to make jokes. Anyways, can you try to hit ones of the vines with your elemental attack? Be gentle, please, and don’t damage the plant itself.” Cyno nods, saluting in a ‘yes sir’ gesture, as he prepares to follow instructions. He presses the back of his hand to his nose, scrunching up the appendage as he aims carefully. But he was unable to fight against his body and control it at once, sent foreward with another flurry of sneezes the moment he releases the energy, causing it to be sent foreward towards the flower. It’s reaction was instant, sending out a shower of pollen before curling into a ball, vines wound around it tightly. Cyno faintly hears a noise of frustration come from Tighnari, but he can’t focus, paralyzed with the awful tickle that came as the pollen surrounded him. He was in the direct line of fire, and he felt it, nostrils feeling alight as his eyes watered, he couldn’t even fight it, thrown into a desperate fit.

“haH’TSCHhi- KSHhiew! hih- hidT’SHHih! ‘idtSHhiew- sCHih!” They tore at his throat, raw and painful as his body tried desperately to release all of the pollen. He felt almost embarrassed, unable to do anything as Tighnari watched helplessly. “tignarihHh-tSHhi!” Even just his name seemed to break his stupor, the fox-tailed man rushing over and grabbing Cyno’s arm, bringing him somewhere- he could not even keep his eyes open long enough to tell, the lower half of his face buried in an arm he threw up to avoid spraying the other. He felt himself be gently led into a sitting position, half aware of the sun now beaming down on them.

His breath caught, leaving him helpless into a rough fit of coughing that didn’t seem to let him. He felt Tighnari’s hand on his back, rubbing comforting circles as he whispered encouraging phrases until the coughing finally let up. He leaned back against Tighnari, unable to resist the need to catch his breath. His face was wet with tears, nose running onto his upper lip. He roughly cleaned it up with the back of his wrist.

“There you go, you’re okay. Any trouble breathing?” Came the soft voice next to Cyno, reminding him suddenly of his blunder. Tighnari had been so eager to research, and he had messed it up. Guilt shot through him. “Sorry, ‘nari.” He pawed at his nose again while he spoke.

“It’s alright. I can bring somebody else another day.” Tighnari soothed, hands beginning to card through the others' hair. “Right now, we need to get you cleaned up. The pollen on your clothes won’t do you any good.” he stood quickly, reaching out a hand to Cyno, but he was distracted with the need to sneeze once again, raising a shaky hand in warning.

“hIh’tSChih!i’tsCHuh!” He sniffled once more as Tighnari waited patiently, before taking the hand offered to him, letting himself be pulled onto his feet.

“Hey, ‘Nari?” The forest watcher turned back to face him, “What is it?” “I’m very frond of you.” Tighnari huffed, turning back around and beginning to stalk off, stopping only a few paces in front of him. “I love you, too, Cyno.” Mahamatra grinned, catching up to his partner as they began the trek home, punctuated with the occasional sneezes.

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are weird: Strange Books

( Please come see me on my new patreon and support me for early access to stories and personal story requests :D https://www.patreon.com/NiqhtLord Every bit helps) Alien: Why did this captain want to kill an aquatic mammal? Human: In a previous voyage it bit off his leg. Alien: And that is reason enough to drive them to madness? Human: I have seen boomers do it for being told to wait five minutes in a line so we set the bar pretty low there. -------------------------------------

Alien: So a man lost in the woods and being hunted by animals finds a stranger who takes him into the depths of your version of eternal torment? Human: Pretty much. Alien: Why in the name of the stars would a human follow a complete stranger who leads them into pits of darkness and despair!? Human: We hadn’t really been teaching the old “Don’t talk or follow strangers” thing to our kids as much back then. --------------------------------------

Alien: What is your people’s longest story? Human: Arabian Nights probably. Alien: What makes it so long? Human: The fact that it takes an average of a thousand and one days to finish it. Alien: Impossible! Human: I know right? Human: Filler arc writers have been trying to replicate it for years and never even get close to that kind of timetable. ------------------------------------------

Alien: So this is a novel about vampires and the solo surviving human? Human: Pretty much. Alien: How is that special? Human: Because at the end of the novel the lone human realizes that because everyone else is now a monster that has become the new norm, and as the only remaining human he is now the monster. Alien: That’s some heavy stuff. Alien: Why did the movie suck then? Human: Because it would have meant Will Smith was the bad guy, and he can never be the bad guy. ------------------------------------------

Alien: Run that by me again. Human: So there are animals on a farm that rise up against the farmer and take control of the farm. Alien: Seems straight forward. Human: And then they establish a corrupt communist state that only benefits a few of the animals and enslaves the others. Alien: ………. Alien: This is beyond bonkers. Human: If that’s too brutal for you then I would recommend watching “Chicken Run”. ------------------------------------------

Alien: I find it rather adorable how that simple human in this story likes to run his fingers through hair. Human: Oh no. Human: Which book was that again? Alien: Something about rodents and males I think. Human: Stop reading now. Alien: but- Human: Just stop while you are ahead. -------------------------------------------------- Alien: Why is this dark lord obsessed about jewelry? Human: It contains much of his power and is the one thing keeping his spirit tethered to the world. Alien: Is that not the same as that the dark lord who is incapable of murdering a small child? Human: That dark lord copied off the original dark lord who liked jewelry. Alien: Were they able to kill children at least? Human: He did have a lot of trouble dealing with four children sized men…… ------------------------------------------------------- Alien: So this story is set in the future and yet there are no firearms? Human: Well personal shields are cheap and very powerful in that universe, so having a gun is kinda redundant. Human: I would have thought the giant city sized worms that produce a space traveling narcotic. Alien: That is not as surprising as you might think. Human: Wait, seriously? ------------------------------------------------------------ Alien: So a werewolf and a vampire both want to mate with this human woman? Human: For some unknowable reason, yes. Alien: Which one wins her? Human: The vampire. Alien: Shame for the werewolf. Human: That guy’s creepy ass instead wanted to mate with her daughter. Alien: Why is that creepy? Human: She was a baby at the time. Alien: No wonder you drove werewolves into extinction. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Alien: So your planet is invaded by aliens who are so technologically advanced they cannot be defeated? Human: Pretty much. Alien: How did you defeat them in the end? Human: We sneezed on them. Alien: …………………. --------------------------------------------------- Alien: So this is a rodent that is also a vampire? Human: That drinks the blood of vegetables rather than humans. Alien: Vegetables do not have blood. Human: With how vividly they describe it being sucked out you wouldn’t know. --------------------------------------------------- Alien: These children have a magical house of tree and can travel through time? Human: They go throughout time on adventures. Alien: Wouldn’t that cause untold damage to the timeline and alter the present? Human: Oh without a doubt. Alien: Then why did they not stop? Human: Because later on an old man claiming to be a wizard said it was okay. Alien: That sounds so stupid when you say it out loud. Human: No better than a mysterious woman giving a guy a sword and telling him he is now king. ------------------------------------------------- Alien: Why does this goose have bumps? Human: I want you to know how much I am resisting hitting you with a book right now for that.

[moonandsunwoo]

TXT reaction to being allergic to your cat

# — pairing: Txt x reader

# — genre: Fluff and perhaps (definitely) crack

# — warnings: none besides cats?

This was requested <33 disclaimer: please do act accordingly if you have an allergy of any kind, i do not advise or encourage stupidity even for the sake of a feline, thank you

Soobin — Yes hello he is devastated??? Like a world ended for him that day :( all he wanted to do was pet you cat and yet nature denied him. Naturally he would not let nature stop him but just insist on wearing a mask and gloves which were of questionable help but hey. The 15min sneezing was worth the 2min catcuddles in his opinion.

Yeonjun — First off, he has a mini mental breakdown. Then another one. He (and you) had been blissfully unaware of his allergy, so when the sneezes and the runny nose and the red eyes made a debut when he met your cat, you both struggled to believe it. „So no cat petting?“ *breaks his skateboard* (thats a vine reference god bless + im sorry). Hes at the doctor just the next day to get treatment, nothing will stop yeonjun from spending time with your cat.

Beomgyu — Its either the cat or him. Just kidding but not really, because Beomgyu takes full offence. The allergy must be something personal, probably because your cat was jealous of him or something. Probably tries to convince the cat not to be a little b!tch and then whines about itchy nose and eyes to you. (Luckily the allergy is not super severe and a nasal spray is all he needs)

Taehyun — His immune system is stronger than the allergy. He will become a cat if it calls for it. Nothing will hold back Kang Taehyun, dont you even worry for a second. He trained for this his whole life

Hueningkai — Why him :( he was so ready to lose his mind over cute paws and goodmorning purrs and oh man. Will be sad and launch (opposite to Beomgyu) a deeptalk with his body to stop being hypersensitive to cat-ness. Its heartbreaking. (Plot twist, he isnt really allergic he just sneezed twice the wrong time and all is good, im sorry but i cannot break his heart)

© moonandsunwoo

[misscrazyfangirl321]

Platonic Helen + Will Flower Shop AU? (And Happy New Year to you!)

Her brow lifts just slightly when he walks in (in years to come he will grow to recognize that as her version of shock, but for now, it is only a ghost of a look, there and gone in a heartbeat). "How can I help you?"

His heart is heavy, twisted up like it always is this time of year, and grief fogs his thoughts. "Yes, I'm looking for a few-" There's a movement he sees from the corner of his eye, and he instinctively turns toward it, only to see nothing but rows and rows of plants. "... Roses."

"Roses. Yes. Of course." He's not quite sure what to make of her tone. "One moment, please."

He nods, then scans the room absently, an unsettled feeling creeping up his spine. Something is not right. He can't quite put his finger on it, but it's a feeling he cannot shake.

These flowers... He's never seen anything like them. Granted, he's not exactly a flower expert, but there's nothing in this sea of color that's even remotely familiar. Some of them seem to sway, as if there's wind, but they're inside and even the A/C doesn't seem to be running. And a few of them are pointed toward him, almost like-

He shakes his head firmly, trying to shake the thoughts away at the same time. He's letting his mind run away with him; he always has, hasn't he? He just needs to get a few roses for his mother's grave, and-

"Achoo!"

...

He stops. Takes a deep breath. Blinks a few times, just to make sure he didn't imagine that, but nope, that flower definitely just sneezed.

It's still now, but he knows what he saw. He does.

... Doesn't he?

Feeling more than a little silly, he clears his throat. "Um. Bless you?"

The petals flutter. "Thank you!" It's a soft voice, almost melodic, and decidedly not human. Then, it gasps. "I'm sorry, I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. Hopefully I didn't scare you!"

Scared doesn't begin to cover it, and he's not altogether sure he hasn't completely lost his mind, but still, he manages a weak, "No, no, you're-you're fine. I just, uh-I just-what are you?"

"She's called Susan." A voice from behind him cuts in dryly. The shopkeeper, he notes absently, though she seems much calmer now, almost amused. "How you found us, I've no idea, but welcome to the Sanctuary."

[adoracora-elizabeth]

But Papa! Why? Chapter 13

Cora dragged herself to the kitchen. Her cold had only gotten worse overnight. But she had to make her shopping list and also have some breakfast. She wrote her list and send it to Robert.

For her breakfast, she settled for a simple buttered toast and a cup of tea with honey. Her throat felt like sandpaper, while her nose kept running. It was a good thing she did not need to go to work today, she was a real mess.

She had just poured herself a cup of tea when her phone rang. To her surprise, it was her mother. Cora looked at the clock, it was 10.00 o’clock. That meant it was 05.00 o’clock in New York. Why was her mother up this early?

“Mama?” Cora coughed the moment she spoke. It took her a minute before she could say more. “Is there something wrong?”

“According to your cough, something is wrong with you.” Her mother answered. “You sound like you are a heavy smoker.”

To Cora’s annoyance, she started sneezing. “I have a head cold that is all.” She sniffed.

“I am amazed that, it did not happen earlier, with the cold and wet weather in England.”

“Mama, why are you calling this early.” Cora croaked.

“Your father decided to stop the collaboration with ‘Crawley Advertisements’ we are booking you a flight home.”

Cora did not know how to react. “But I like working here in London.”

“You are coming home and that is final.”

“Can I please talk with Papa?” Cora noticed she was on the brink of tears.

“I will ask him to call you, but it will not change anything. Let me know when your cold is over so we can book your flight. In this state, you cannot fly.”

Cora said goodbye and stared at her phone. She did not want to leave London. She loved the city and she also really liked working for Mr. Patrick Crawley. Why could her mother not make this decision earlier, before she started to develop feelings for Robert?

That last thought scared her a little bit, she had indeed developed feelings for him. And it seemed he had too. Him bringing over the chicken broth and doing her groceries said enough. It was weird, he had treated her horribly, but from the moment she saw him, she found him attractive. And since he got hit by that guy in the pub she had fallen for him. She knew it was foolish, how could she like Robert? He had moved her desk to a different room, to not have to be in her presence. Then it dawned on her, he had not moved her because he did not want to see her. He was constantly down-talking her, to cover his feelings. Had he liked her longer than she liked him? She needed to talk to her father soon and she waited impatiently on his call.

+++

Robert was relieved when he received Cora’s shopping list. He had been anxious all morning. What if he misjudged the whole situation and Cora was only nice to him because she was sick and did not have the energy to tell him differently?

He felt his phone buzzing in his pocket when he took it out he saw it was Rosamund. He decided she could wait, he had finished his shopping and was ready to go to Cora.

He had added some bananas and crackers. They were not on the list, but he had read that they could help when somebody had a cold and was not feeling well. He also bought some chili peppers, he was going to cook her dinner and spicy food could help break up mucus and clear out sinus passages, he had read on the same page. It even could help with her cough.

When he arrived at Cora’s apartment building, his phone rang again. Annoyed he put it away, why did Rosamund need to bother him again? He said he was going to take the day off, he was not available for any questions.

He greeted the concierge, who looked at him suspiciously but did not try to stop him this time. The elevator took way too long he thought and it felt like ages before he reached Cora’s front door.

Like yesterday it took a while before the door was opened. He was greeted by an even bigger mess than yesterday.

“Oh my, Cora! Hurry up, back to your bed. You look terrible.” I will put the groceries away.”

Cora lowered the handkerchief that she had pressed against her nose and looked up to Robert. “I am sorry, I……” She started coughing.

Robert was unsure what to do, but he quickly closed the door and moved closer to pat her back. Her eyes were awfully red, her cold had gone bad real quick he thought.

When her coughing slowed down she suddenly wrapped her arms around him. It was like he was holding a hot coal in his arms. He felt her body jolt and he was not sure if it was from her coughing or that she had started to cry.

He held her until she pushed herself back and muttered an apology. “I smeared snot all over your clothes.” She tried to clean his jacket with her handkerchief. Robert put his hand gently on Cora’s to stop her movement.

“Come, let us sit down, and then you can tell me what is wrong.”

Cora looked at the grocery bags Robert had put down. “We should put these away.” She gestured to the bags.

Robert put his hands on Cora’s shoulders. “You are going to sit down, and I will put these away.”

“Thank you.” Cora walked towards the living room, She sneezed, the sound was very congested. Robert felt sorry for her.

+++

‘Robert, please call me. Mama is on a collision course and she says Cora is called back home. Her apartment is already for sale.’ Robert read Rosamund’s text with horror.

‘I am with Cora at the moment. Give me a moment to get this cleared up. Cora is not going anywhere if she does not want to. I will buy her apartment, can you make sure it will be mine right now? He texted back.

+++

“And did they give you a reason why you have to go back home?” Robert put another cup of tea in front of Cora. She had just told him what happened, before he arrived earlier.

“Papa says that Mama decided I have to come back. He does not mind if I decide to stay here, but I will not work for ‘Levinson and Son’ anymore. And Mama says that everything has failed and if I decide to stay here I will not be in Papa’s will anymore.”

“Did your father say that? Or only your mother?”

“I spoke with my father very briefly. Before you arrived. He says it would be alright if I decide to stay here. For now, he is willing to give me my monthly allowance. But Mama is against that too. Oh Robert, I do not know what to do. I cannot leave, not now.”

Robert was seated on the other side of the coffee table, but he got up and sat down next to Cora when he saw she started crying again. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. “Do not worry about that now. Let us focus on getting you well.

“But Papa is selling this apartment.” Cora turned away from Robert to blow her nose. She did not want to repeat the mess of earlier.

Robert moved his hand over her back in a circular motion. “Rosamund made sure the apartment will not be sold to anybody else than me. She texted me when I was making your tea.”

Cora looked at him in disbelief. “So you knew about this?”

Robert looked back in shock. “No, I did not. I promise you I was not aware of what was happening. Wait.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and showed Cora his text history with Rosamund. “I did not know about this, but I cannot let you go this soon. Not now I realise that I like you.” He handed Cora his clean handkerchief when she sneezed. “We will fix this, I am going to figure out why your mother is calling you back home and what my mother’s hand was in this. But now I am going to heat the chicken broth I left in your fridge, and for tonight I am going to make you dinner. I bought some things that can help with your stuffy nose.” He brushed with his finger over the bridge of Cora’s nose.

“I like you too.” Cora said quietly.

Robert put his hands on her face and kissed her forehead. “We can talk about this later. Go lay down please, you need your rest.”

[ninlilwinds]

Helloo🥰🥰 May I ask for romantic! Ningguang, Shenhe, Ei and Lumine and platonic! Xiao taking care of a sick reader? If the list is too long you can just get rid of Xiao. Have a nice day and make sure to take care of urself🥰🥰

Taking Care of Sick Reader

So so so sorry for the late reply!!!! I've been very busy. Also quick announcement, due to my family's summer craze, I might not post as often. But I'll try to keep up with requests. Also....Hello??? 100 followers?? Wow-. Thank you all so much for liking my writing and supporting all this...I was very happy :D

Plot: Characters take care of sick reader. How will they approach this?

Characters: (In order) (Romantic)Ningguang, Shenhe, Ei, Lumine, (Platonic) Xiao

Ningguang  

Ok, she cannot get sick. No way. She has a whole city to run.  

So whenever somoene was sick, she'd stay farrrrr away  

But then you got sick....and then the story changed.  

She still kept her distance, but she still took care of you. From staying close during your fevers, to staying there all night when you had coughing fits  

She'd be pretty uncomfortable throughout the times you'd sneeze, blow your nose or cough. Of course she didn't want to get sick. But, you were suffering and more important than a job. Besides if she got sick it'd only be a day or two  

You sneezed into your tissue, then groaned. It had been a very long day. Ningguang stayed in the seat next to your bed, her arms crossed, as if that would help stop the germs.  

You sneezed again followed by a cough and she sighed quietly. How did you even get this. She leaned her hand down to check your temperature and frowned when she saw your fever had come back. She wet a cloth and placed it on her head. 

When she started rising to go back to her seat you grabbed her hand and pouted, "Please stay.."  

Ninggaung frowned. You looked so sick and in pain. Sitting down next your bed, she started gently stroking your head and playing with your hair until you fell asleep  

In the end she did get sick....soooo you two spent your last sick days together  

Shenhe  

When she noticed you were sick, she quickly grew worried  

Due to living in the mountains with Cloud Retainer, she wasn't really exposed to many impurities and sicknesses 

The most she'd have was a fever every few months.  

But she'd try her best, using mostly special remedies she made herself to help you through your sickness. She'd go out and finds herbs and such, come back and make you some sort of tea to help  

If you didn't get better soon, she would be very worried and take you to an actual doctor  

You were having a coughing fit, letting out a few sobs in between because of the pain in your throat and how you couldn't stop coughing. Shenhe held you steady, worry in her eyes.  

"maybe we should visit Bubu Pharmacy...I hear there's someone there that could help." She started to pick you up, placing a small kiss on your warm forehead.  

You just tried to calm your coughing, holding on to her neck for support. She adjusted you better and then walked outside, "I promise you that you will feel better."  

And so you did. After you got better, she'd get a bit protective for the next few weeks but eventually she'd go back to what it was. But next time you'd get sick she'd take you to the doctor before it you could get too bad.  

Ei  

 I don’t think she'd know the concept of getting sick very well, but she knew you were not well  

She'd make sure to spoil you a bit more because of this, bringing you everything you seemed to need. Hungry? I'll get my personal chef. Want something comfier? Let me go and buy you some fluffy PJs 

She'd also have her personnel to take care of you in a better while the doctor came.  

If it was anything worse than a common flu, I think she'd freak out a bit, not knowing what to do  

"Is her temperature back to normal levels? Her nose seems a bit reddened, is there a way to stop that? She looks tired, someone bring her proper attire for rest and some pillows and blankets."  Ei ordered around her workers as If she were directing a war.  

Well it was a war, a war against your sickness. And she'd win it.  

You sneezed on the couch and then proceeded to stare at her, "Umm...It isn't that bad. I already had some medicine to make it better."  

"No matter my love, we must make sure you are at your best within three days." She said sitting next to you and bringing you on her lap.  

"What's in 3 days?" You asked sneezing again.  

She kissed your temple and handed you a tissue, "Our date to celebrate your recovery."  

You sighed and laughed, sneezing again, "Well I better get well soon then."  

She nodded with a small smile.  

To Ei's shock, you'd actually gotten better in two days. So you had your date where she made sure to spoil you a bit more  

Lumine  

I think travelling through all the nations, she'd witness and even get a lot of different sicknesses  

So when you got sick, she could guess what she had and take you somewhere where they can treat you appropriate  

She's pretty calm out of the other two. She knows you'll get better  

She doesn't get worried if you start having like a coughing fit and such. But she keeps her calm.  

"I think we should take you to that one doctor in Monstadt." Lumine kneeled down for you to get on her back. You got in closing your eyes and mumbling, "it really isn't that bad.."  

But she wasn’t going to take no for an answer. She got up and then headed towards Monstadt.  

When she got there, the doctor of course had a favor to ask, "Ah well...could you maybe bring me some herbs before I start."  

"Do they have anything to do with (Y/N)?" Lumine asked, arms crossed.  

"Well no, but-" 

"No buts. Treat her first and then I'll get them for you. Consider them my payment." Usually she'd be a push over, but not this time.  

The doctor treated you and she made sure to give him the herbs. He next few days she'd be close trying to spend time with you and making you feel better.  

Xiao  

Very worried. He thought you were dying.... 

So of course he asked Verr Goldet how to help and asked the Chef to cook you something to make you feel better 

Whether it was a simple cold, or a really bad illness, he was worried  

He would also go to Bubu Pharmacy to pick some things up to help you 

Xiao appeared in your room, a bag of medication in hand. He walked over next to your wrapped up form and took out several bottles.  

"Take this after you eat and this in the evening. Here take this one now. Also this one is for the morning and you take this every six hours." He set them out as he gave instructions.  

You stared at him, Tissue in hand, "Xiao....it's just a cold."  

"Mortals are weak. This Simple "cold" has brought you down to this state." He crossed his arms, "Make sure to eat. If you need anything, just say my name." And with that he disappeared.  

He giggled. Poor Xiao, a stupid cold had him going into the crowded city of Liyue just for medication  

Somehow this cold was tiring him more than you. But once you got through with it, he would be a bit paranoid and every time you sneezed and coughed he'd stare at you to see if he needed to go back and get more medication  

[introverted-author]

Arla

Emily gets a service dog. JJ is allergic | Written for @prentiss-theorem bingo. Fulfills the prompt 'Maybe I'm allergic to them?'

Emily didn’t think that she had ever experienced this level of anxiety. As she sat in the small room with her wife JJ right beside her, she couldn’t stop the thoughts racing in her head.

Will they be a boy or a girl? Black lab or yellow lab? What colour will their eyes be? Will I like their name? Please let me like their name!

Things had gotten really bad for her after the Doyle case. She hadn’t been able to leave the house, let alone work. And when JJ had suggested a service dog, everything had fallen into place. Emily had been waiting for a service dog for her PTSD for two years. And in just a few short minutes, she would finally be meeting her new partner.

All of these thoughts and more sped through her brain and she was aware of how stupidly nervous she was and the fact that she would probably be crying as soon as she saw them. JJ was gently running her thumb along Emily’s knuckles, doing her best to soothe her wife’s anxieties. It was times like these when Emily was so grateful to have JJ at her side.

After what felt like both a millenia and ten seconds, the door clicked open and in walked a trainer and the most beautiful golden Labrador that Emily had ever laid her eyes on. As soon as the trainer led the lab over, they were up on two paws, leaning on Emily’s lap as they butted their head into Emily’s chest.

“Her name is Arla,” the trainer said, looking on with a fond smile as Emily lost herself in golden fur and deep brown eyes.

“Hi Arla,” Emily beamed, high in the clouds as she doted on the materialisation of dreams that had taken far too long to come true. Emily didn’t know how long the two of them played, tears of elation trickling down Emily’s cheeks.

…

JJ didn’t seem to be able to stop sneezing.

They had been home for a few nights with Arla after an intense week of training. JJ had taken the next month off of work at the BAU to help Arla settle in. And everytime that Arla was on JJ’s lap, she broke out in a fit of sneezes.

“Your eyes are really red Jayje,” Emily commented with trepidation from the armchair opposing the couch. “Are you okay?”

JJ sniffled, wiped her watery eyes and said, “... I think I might be allergic to Arla.”

“Oh no. Jayje, I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were allergic to dogs otherwise-”

“Em, relax,” JJ said, holding up her hands. “I didn’t know that I was allergic either. And it’s really not that bad-”

“You have snot dripping from your nose.”

Emily laughed as JJ panicked, frantically snatching a tissue from the box on the coffee table and blowing her nose.

“You never saw that!” JJ exclaimed as Emily laughed, enjoying her wife’s embarrassment.

“But seriously,” JJ started. “What should we do about Arla?”

“We could call Reid? He might have some ideas.”

“Whatever happened to Google?”

“You know Reid is more accurate than Google could ever be. Besides, if he doesn’t ramble at least once a day he’ll explode in a blast of neurodivergent glory.”

JJ shrugged and nodded, continuing to allow Arla to lie on her lap despite the increasingly apparent consequences. Emily took her phone from the coffee table and was quick to find Reid’s contact and press the call button.

“Hey Reid,” Emily smiled when the doctor picked up after only a few rings. “How’s it going? Got a case?”

“No, today’s a paperwork day,” Reid said, switching on the FaceTime feature and beaming as Emily appeared on his screen. Reid preferred FaceTimes as he found it easier to pick up on the other person’s emotions when he could see them. “I haven’t seen you in a week and three days! We’ve all missed you and JJ. How is Arla? I cannot wait to meet her!”

“Arla’s good,” Emily flipped the camera around to show Arla and JJ. JJ’s face brightened up and she waved before being interrupted by another sneeze.

“Is JJ okay?” Reid asked as Emily turned the camera back to herself. “It looks like she might have a cold or allergic rhinitis.”

“We think that JJ might be allergic to Arla. We thought we should ring you to get your verdict.”

“Emily, I’m not a medical doctor.”

“But you are better than every search engine combined.”

Reid laughed at that, nodding. “Well, I would recommend going to a doctor - a doctor who is qualified in the medical field, Emily. They can diagnose JJ and provide you with a treatment plan which will likely consist of taking antihistamines or even immunotherapy. But given that the symptoms that JJ is experiencing are relatively mild, antihistamines will probably be all that she requires.”

“Thanks Reid!” JJ called from the couch, groaning as she sneezed again.

“No problem. But for now you might want to separate yourself from Arla.”

JJ sighed in disappointment before Emily called the lab over to herself. JJ laughed as she watched Arla climb right up into her wife’s lap.

“We’ll see you in a few weeks Reid,” Emily said, knowing that Reid didn’t have long until he would get in trouble with Hotch for having a personal phone call - no matter who it was from.

“See you Emily.”

And with that Emily’s phone returned to her home screen. Emily was quick to open up Google and make an appointment with their GP for a few days' time.

…

The GP had referred JJ to an allergy clinic and it wasn’t until they were both back at work and Arla was settled into the team that the appointment occurred. A skin prick test confirmed that yes, JJ was allergic to dogs. However, the allergist was happy to inform the couple that JJ’s symptoms could be easily treated with some prescription medication that the allergist was quick to prescribe.

As soon as JJ began taking the medication, she found that her symptoms faded away and she could happily lavish love on Arla as much as she desired without a single sneeze. There had been a few hiccups along the way but now the Prentiss-Jareaus were an unstoppable team.

[nomorekyriarchy]

I feel like this is overemphasizing my own gravity within the local activist community, but I have some beef to rant about.

I'm immunocompromised and wear a mask everywhere. Before opening my apartment door, I'm in a mask. Nearly every person I regularly organize with also wear masks, without needing to be told, for the most part. We've had conversations in the past about how masking means that disabled people who are medically compromised in some way are able to be in the space at all. It's masks, or it's the dismantling, banishment and isolation of a vital presence in our communities.

This means we stay home when we are sick.

If you get your comrades sick, that means entire actions don't get organized. It means less people are able to provide support. Call venues for meetings. Bake food to make sure people don't go hungry. Drop off meds when others are sick. Be a medic at a protest or a legal observer. Give people training on what to do when someone is arrested. Make banners. Teach chants and protest songs. You don't do your best activism when you need to be in bed with chicken soup and a ginger ale and some binge watching and someone there to help clean up the detritus of your illness.

Last week I was in a crowded elevator at a bus station. I am a visibly disabled person with a large mobility aid who needs the elevator and cannot use the stairs. I am up to date on my vaccines. I was wearing an N95. But when your immune system is not like others, this is prevention but not complete immunity. It is not enough for me alone to try to protect myself.

I overheard someone say to their friends that they had to sneeze. One of their friends responded with, "didn't you just test positive for COVID too?" And they confirmed that and sneezed (into their elbow but inevitably in the direction of others) as everyone flooded out of the elevator.

Because of their unwillingness to stay home when positive, or even take the stairs to avoid someone they knew was disabled while they knew that they were sick, I started quarantining after that. I took two different brand of rapid tests on Monday and was faint positive in both. It is now Thursday and I am still quarantining and still positive.

This means that I can not participate in my communities without putting the entire communities at risk because of how much things spread. I am not the only or the most medically high-risk person who puts my body on the line. What's nearly asymptomatic for me will cause new variants eventually if I do not stay home and make sure that others don't catch this and pass it on.

When you chose not to wear a mask, it goes beyond just basic caring for others. One person will not stop everyone in the world from getting COVID. But it matters. It can prevent one more person from getting COVID. If it’s asymptomatic in you, what are the chances whoever you pass it to will know about that and take the appropriate precautions? How many people will it spread to before someone loses their ability to eat without everything tasting like sewage? Or lose the ability to smell? Or develop a heart arrhythmia? Or die?

We don't know the future. But we are people capable of a butterfly effect. We have choices now and we can stay home and we can mask when we can't.

All that said, I know that there are currently people being institutionalized for mask and other precaution adherence and requesting the same for medical staff who interact with them. I know it is not that simple. But if you have the choice, please understand the gravity of that.

When you choose to "live a normal life" without wearing a mask, and you go about your life totally fine, it is not always you who is paying the collateral damage of that choice.