#or my allergies are bad

[pirateshavefeelingstoo]

I think I really need someone to touch me. Not in a sexual way or anything, just in the way where I really badly need a hug or just for someone to touch me in a way that feels intentional and like.. loving, in any sense of the word. Not like they have to or like we’re trying to accomplish something. And not like it’s an accident or an afterthought. I want someone to hug me or hold my neck or hold my hand or put their hand on my leg or put their arm around my waist or just something that’s not accidental or in passing

[thebibliosphere]

Still not over the head of cardiology, who said she wouldn't formally diagnose me with dysautonomia because she didn't want me to think of myself as disabled.

As if good vibes and a can-do attitude can stabalize autonomic dysfunction.

[steveshairychest]

Steve hates February 14th.

It's a constant reminder that he is alone, that no one ever wants to stick around with him long enough to celebrate Valentine's Day. Most of them leave after one night together.

It's also his birthday. The former heartthrob of Hawkins High was born on Valentine's Day, but he can't even get himself a date. Or a birthday party. Every year that they were around, his parents would go out for their annual Valentine's Day dinner and leave Steve to celebrate his birthday on his own. He stopped associating the day with his birthday by the time he was 13.

Now, he spent the day giving out roses and chocolates to all his friends so that they feel special, so that they don't feel as left out and forgotten as he did for his whole life.

Dustin and Mike fake gag when he gives them both a box of their favourite chocolate and Will blushes and stumbles through a thank you while holding his chocolates to his chest. He got Max and Lucas a big box of chocolates to share on their date.

Robin smacks a dramatic wet kiss to his cheek when he gifts her a bunch of sunflowers (her favourite flower), she also slips something into his pocket when no one's looking and whispers, "Happy birthday." He pulls her into a tight hug and thanks her quietly.

Steve spent a lot of time debating what to get Eddie. Their friendship felt like something more, but neither of them has put a label on what the hell they are to each other, so he decides to keep it simple. He rocks up to Eddie's new trailer with a box of chocolates under his arm and a small bunch of roses clutched tightly in his hands. He's so fucking nervous he forgets to knock.

After gently knocking, the door is pulled open and Steve nearly stumbles down the steps because Eddie is wearing a fucking suit. An all black three piece suit with his hair tied up. He looks hot. So hot all Steve can do is stare.

Eddie groans and runs a hand down his face, careful not to smudge his eye-liner. "Damn it, Harrington. You're not supposed to be here." He sounded... disappointed.

Steve takes in Eddie's outfit again and the pieces slowly start to come together in his mind. How could he be so stupid? "Shit, sorry, Eds. Are you on a date with someone? Nevermind. I don't want to know. I'll just, uh, go. Sorry to interrupt." He turns away as quick as possible and hurries down the few steps.

He should have known. Eddie doesn't want to spend Valentine's Day with him. They're just friends. God, he's so stupid.

A hand gently grabs his arm and stops his hurried retreat. "Steve, wait." Eddie stands in front of him, his heeled dress shoes making him slightly taller than Steve. "I don't have a date with anyone."

Steve finds that hard to believe. He's in a suit for fuck sake. He's even brushed his hair and styled it so nicely. He's lying to make Steve feel better. "Whatever, Eds. I really don't care– "

Eddie surprises him in that moment. He reaches out and holds Steve's face so, so gently in his hands. Steve doesn't know what to do, he's frozen in shock and unable to look away from Eddie, who's standing so close now. He brushes a thumb gently across Steve's flushed cheek. "Steve, I don't have a date because I was on my way to your place. To ask you."

"Ask me? On a date?" Steve is struggling to wrap his head around the situation. Having Eddie so close is causing all coherent thoughts in his head to disintegrate. All he can focus on is the smell of Eddie's cologne and the cool sting of his rings on his skin and the slight shine on his lips because, fuck, he's wearing lip gloss.

Eddie laughs and steps even closer, their noses almost brushing as he invades Steve's space. "I've been wanting to ask you out for weeks, Stevie. I thought today would be the best day. I even bought you a birthday present."

Steve wants to cry. He wants to cry and laugh and kiss Eddie Munson until he can't breathe. "How do you know it's my birthday?" Dustin doesn't even know it's his birthday. Hell, he's pretty sure his own parents don't know it's his birthday.

Eddie sighs and rests his forehead against Steve's, the intimate action steals Steve's breath away. He's too nervous to move, to even breathe. They've never been this close before. Eddie closes his eyes and just breathes for a moment before answering Steve's question. "Dude, I've been madly in love with you for an entire year. It'd be pretty shitty if I didn't know when your birthday was." He says it so casually, so easily, like he's talking about the weather.

Steve can't even be angry that he called him 'Dude' in the middle of his confession because Eddie is pulling away, his eyes full of worry as he takes in Steve's shocked expression. "Fuck, that was too much. I'm sorry –"

Steve drops the roses and the chocolates, grabs the collar of Eddie's suit, and shuts his rambling up with a kiss.

[arulens-least-horny-jongleur]

today i am absolutely crying with laughter over the idea of rangers with seasonal allergies.

sniffly, sneezy, miserable rangers who get sinus headaches and avoid people as much as possible so they don’t lose their “rangers are black magicians” rumours due to a poorly stopped sneeze giving them away.

terrifying rangers who lose their voices and sound like they’re chewing gravel when they demand bandits put down their weapons.

rangers who look constantly furious because their eyes are dry and blurry so they’re glaring and squinting at everything but can still somehow hit targets with their arrows.

and then it rains, and the pollen gets mostly knocked out of the air, suddenly the rangers with allergies are all back out in force, and rumours begin to not commit crimes on rainy spring nights, least the rangers somehow invariably discover you and hunt you down with supreme vengeance.

[omaano]

"I've grown these for you."

My first entry for the @rexobibingo - because what is a Gardener/Gardening about if not making leafy things grow out of love? (You can, of course, grow your leafy things out of spite too, I guess, that's always a very fair motivation if you ask me)

Keeping to good old habits from my previous bingo experience, please allow me to wholeheartedly and very passionately recommend @dharmaavocado's fic that has been on my mind throughout the whole time while I was working on this drawing We Who Love Our Hands in Dirt which was likely the first fic that has sold me on this ship, and Hanahaki as allergies will never stop being fascinating to me as a concept *w*

[whump-galaxy]

The whumpee developing an allergic reaction to adhesive in their bandages.

[mutopians]

shuro this. laios that. the most relatable part of dungeon meshi is dying from seasonal allergies

[rustbeltjessie]

Heyyy y’all I’m in kind of a minor emergency situation right now. We haven’t gotten food money this month due to a bunch of weird shit going on with the organization that deals with it (long story short: I have been trying to complete our renewal for over a month—since well before it was due—but every time I think it’s finally done, five days later I get a notification saying nope! You gotta send in yet another form!). I have $31 dollars in my bank account, which would be doable for a few more days, except for the fact that tomorrow I have to pay $25 (the minimum payment amount) on my credit card, cuz otherwise I’ll get late fees on that! So basically I have $6. All other bills are paid for the month, and I have a new freelance gig starting soon that should cover my bills for next month, and hopefully I’ll get food money back before then, but yeah. I desperately need $$$ so my family can eat and cover whatever other necessities come up for the rest of August.

Full disclosure: I just got back from vacation. The vacation was basically free, though—we had a free place to stay and it was a vacation with extended family who know we are broke and covered basically all our other travel expenses so that we could be there. Which was great, but a. means I can’t ask family for financial help right now because they’ve already provided it, and b. means I was not in fact recklessly spending my own money on frivolous things. (I am mentioning this because I’ll be posting photos and I don’t want anyone being like “why did you go on vacation if you were broke?”)

So yeah. If anyone can help out, I would be very grateful. I know times are tight for everyone right now, but if a number of people sent even $5, that would add up! And as always, keeping this post circulating helps, whether you can give or not.

PayPal: coeur.de.fantome@gmail.com

Venmo: @ JessieLynnMcMains

And if you’d like to get something in return: ko-fi.com/rustbeltjessie

Thanks in advance. 🖤

[sapphicsnzs]

camping with allergies is so adorable especially with a significant other. being outside all day kicking off their allergies. then holding them close by the campfire and having the smoke tickle their nose more. and then finally exhausted after a day of sneezing cuddling into their partner in the tent only to realize there’s so much dust in there. also the idea of not having tissues because you can’t throw them out so having to use a bandana, a shirt, or your partner…

[9ofspades]

It’s disability pride month, and if you are disabled in the U.S. from Long Covid I want you to know that you’re not alone, and you’re valid in whatever you feel. Whether that’s sorrow at your new problems or rage at society for failing you, you are valid, and it is truly messed up that society is continuing to fail you.

[lastoneout]

yay I have a bit of a cough and feel a little blegh time to play "panic that it's covid while ignoring that you have fibromyalgia and seasonal allergies(and it's fall and raining atm) and asthma" :D

[milkweedman]

Spinning some fleece at the post office due to a 30 minute line, and I failed to bring anything else to do. Laceweight on a pen from totally unprepped fleece :3

Couldn't have done this a couple years ago, that's for sure.

[tj-crochets]

Hey y'all! It's weird question time again! I think I might've asked this one before but I can't remember 1. Does high intensity exercise measurably drop your temperature? (as measured by one of those forehead thermometers) 2. Can the "high intensity exercise" be just singing while playing piano? 3. When I tried to tell a doctor I am bad at thermoregulation a while back and he kinda condescendingly said "no, human bodies are very good at that"...like...most people don't go into opossum body temperature range when they try to exercise, right???? You don't get so cold the bones in your hands and feet ache when it's only like low 60s in the house???? edit: my normal temperature is around 98.6 fahrenheit but if my body kicks into "getting too hot better adjust temperature mode" it will easily drop a full degree. The lowest I've gotten was in the 96 degree range, which is in the range for opossum body temperature, and I said "hey I'm opossum temperature!" when I saw the thermometer and it's one of those phrases you cannot unthink so it stuck

[gifti3]

the cutiest (●ˇ∀ˇ●)💗

[lxvvie]

Since I’m stuck with a cold right now and everything sucks, I’ve been thinking about a sick Johnny. He’s definitely convinced he’s standing with one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel. His gf wishes he took his bed rest as seriously when he actually was severely injured.

Are you me, anon, 'cause I'm right there with you. Wishing you a speedy recovery! ❤️

Sick Johnny is a baby. Injured on duty? Not a problem. Just another Tuesday.

The cold? The flu? omfg he's dying, bonnie, and the fact that you're not by his side 25/8 makes it worse (even though you're nursing him while also trying not to get sick yourself).

How could you do this to him? Where did you two go wrong? What happened to cause this—"Johnny, you're sick."

Oh.

Can he at least watch the game so he can trash-talk the boys and their shitty choice of teams?

[slumbergoblin]

2024 Ref Sheet for Oscar^^