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addictedtosickfics · 9 months

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My boyfriend caught his first cold in our relationship

My boyfriend went to a wedding on Friday and came home with a hoarse voice from all the singing and screaming.

On Saturday, his throat was just still a little sore, but that's normal after screaming every song you know.

When I came over on Sunday, he greeted me with a hug and almost instantly told me that he was going to be chewing gum a lot that day because his throat hurt. I told him that was fine, of course. Though I did think it was weird that his throat still hurt on Sunday afternoon when the wedding was Friday night.

The day was normal, but when we were winding down for the night, I asked him if he wanted me to stay over. Because even at that point when he was pretty sure it was just from using his voice too much, he still didn't feel great.

He said that he wanted me to stay over and that he would call out of work tomorrow. And he was glad he called out because he got a horrible night's sleep. He got up once to take some ibuprofen, and then we cuddled for a bit when he returned. He slept very fitfully and got up another time to get a spoon of honey because the meds did nothing for him.

When morning came, I woke up alone in bed, which is not entirely unusual because he gets up much earlier than me, but that morning I didnt hear him doing anything upstairs.

I got up and went to the living room and to my surprise he's laying cuddled up on the couch. And he was passed tf out.

So I refilled his water bottle, laid down on the other side of the couch, and watched tiktoks on silent until he woke up.

He woke up dazed and I asked him why he went to the couch as I switched the blanket he was using to a comfier one from bed. And he said that he didn't mean to fall asleep up there. He just woke up, went upstairs and decided he was going to be awake. But he eventually sat down on the couch and fell asleep again.

We cuddled for a little while before I told him I was going to run to town to get breakfast for us.

I ended up picking us up some donuts, but I got him some cough drops and a chamomile mint tea from caribou as well.

When I got back, he was much more awake. We ate our food. His voice was just as bad as the night before, if not worse, but now he was also sniffly.

He took a hot shower after we ate. I sat on the couch again, but I could hear him coughing from the shower, and my heart just ached for him.

The rest of the day was filled with cuddles, movies, sniffles, and nose blows (which he mostly excused himself to the bathroom to do, unfortunately)

The few times he did blow his nose in front of me was with a paper towel when we were eating lunch. His blows were always very soft and he almost always pinched his nose from the middle of his bridge down in a swiping motion that was really rough on his nose because he was using paper towel.

It left his nose so cute and red though. A few other things of note are that sometime after lunch, he decided to take his temperature, and he had a low-grade fever. And for those of you who like it (me included) the night I stayed over, he said out loud that he "might be getting sick" and then when his dad called him the next morning to ask why he wasn't at work (life360) he told him that he was sick.

Also, he knows about my kink, but I honestly think he forgets about it sometimes and I don't know if I should really remind him right now haha.

But yeah I'll post again if anything happens when I go over today. No sneezing yet, just absolutely adorable fluff

#snzblr #snz blog #snz kink #snzfucker #coldfucker #sick #sneeze #sicknario #caretaking #snznario #boyfriend fluff #boyfriend sick

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tafeekafee · 16 days

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And I am here to light up your Saturday evening!

(although I should be working on my thesis as well)

I don't have a request, at least not now, but!

I wanted to know: how did you start liking this trope? What was your tell-tale? Anything in your past comes to mind?

And how do you usually write your fics? Planned or just go with the flow?

Lots of love 💜

You are the 🌞✨️ of my life 🥰

(... and yet - here we are lol)

Good question! I can't really remember when I started to actively search for sickfics but I think it was in my Percy Jackson phase (so maybe when I was like 12-14, about 10 years ago).

I've been writing since I could though, so it pretty quickly turned from just reading to writing;)

I know that as a child I never really "enjoyed" episode of cartoons or movies where a character was sick - because it felt so taboo? I don't even know why and I just remembered that recently. Maybe it was even back then that I liked it and felt like it wasn't socially acceptable for most people?

But well, then I was diagnosed with a lot of chronical illnesses over time and it brought me a lot of comfort to see my favourite characters of books, TV-shows, movies be "weak" too. Also, they received the mental and physical care I never really got?

I mean, I literally went to school with pneumonia once until my fever was so high I was begging to just sleep or there was the time my grandma had to beg my mom to let me stay home when I couldn't walk when I injured my foot... so I wanted my favourites to get what I couldn't have. So, yeah, I think that's how it happened!

Also a lot of educational purposes - many of my Les Misérables fics on Ao3 focus on explaining illnesses I have gone through or researched enough to feel comfortable to write about in a sickfic (education version) 😇

For your second question: I often have a scenario or maybe a dialogue stuck in my head that I build an idea around. Most of the time that's it. When I get stuck I do write down where I want to end up and turn that into a fic!

But yeah, I mostly work with short scene ideas/dialogue prompts 😇

For example, the upcoming Yeosang sickfic just started with these words (and only the first two lines was what I had in mind at first):

"Hyung, I don't feel well."

The five words every hyung-line K-Pop Idol dreaded to hear. Especially on the day of a concert. Especially when a few moments ago they had been asleep.

(So if anybody has a diologue prompt, please let me know!)

Thank you so much 🩷

Lots of love 🧚🏽‍♀️

#kpop #kpop blog #kpop sickfic #kpop sickfic blog #sickfic blog #ask answered #asks open #send asks #send me asks #send requests #🧚🏽‍♀️

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sometimecynic · 6 months

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My D&D group had a little getaway planned Friday night and all day yestreday, but one of the guys (John) messaged the group that he has a fever, no respiratory symptoms Friday morning. Ultimately everyone else was oke with him coming, with some precautions take, but I really wasn't comfortable with it because I was flying to see friends today and didn't want to risk it.

So John doesn't come, just video calls in Friday night. We all drink a bunch and stay up til 3 am.

Saturday 3 of the 5 of us are pretty hungover. Don't really think much of it. We're older now and drank a lot, mixed alcohols etc. But we feel rough most of the day. One of our friends throwing up even by evening time. I felt kinda headachey and groggy but didn't really think much of it. Everyone kinda seemed to feel that way and be kinda tired. People commented on hitting a wall around 10:30pm.

I go home and when I wake up this morning, I still feel crummy, so I figure I should test before I fly. I test positive for COVID, 3 times.

Does this mean I was the one to introduce the COVID to the house? I feel so bad for making John not come now.

Also, SERIOUSLY?!? THE FIRST TIME I FUCKIN GET THIS IS RIGHT BEFORE A TRIP?!?

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yujikitu · 2 years

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Once Upon A Dream (Pt.4)

They couldn't find Billy or Griffin, so they all agreed to look again tomorrow and just go home.

So now its the next day and they're looking again, luckily it was saturday so school wasn't an issue though perhaps being at school would be easier to find them.

They decided to bike around rather than walk, Vance being nice enough to offer his bike? Well nobody actually knew if it was his bike considering the only transportation they've seen him use was a police car or just plain walking.

But anyways Robin and Finney were using Vance's bike while the blonde went on Bruce's bike, and they searched around in hopes of finding Billy atleast.

He was the paperboy afterall, and if he was like them just going about regularly then he'd be biking around early throwing newpapers into people's lawns.

For someone they thought would be easy to find it was actually way harder than it seemed.

It was like they were biking around forever, yet still no sign of Billy.

Maybe he didn't hand out papers and just went home? Well it's not like any of the others knew where he lived so they would either have to wait until school starts, same thing with Griffin nobody knew where he lived and nobody even knew him at school.

This is starting to become a disaster quickly.

They were gonna cut their losses when suddenly Bruce points outs to the sidewalk.

It was Billy's dog in all their furred glory with Billy's bike next to them.

Though this time it was different.

Billy was there sitting next to his dog, along with Griffin who's bike was also there.

It was a surprise, finding the both of them on some sidewalk.

Griffin had taken it upon himself to pet Billy's dog who was very happy for the attention while Billy himself just sat there watching.

They stopped their bikes and walked up to the two boys.

Billy looked at them but he didn't say anything.

While Griffin seemed to curl in onto himself, an attempt to make himself smaller.

Though he was already pretty small compared to the others.

It gave them a sick feeling in the stomach, seeing Griffin here.

They could see how young he really looked, how small he was compared to them.

It was really fucked up.

"I was biking around doing my job when i found him on the side walk with his bike" Billy eventually spoke up, looking at Griffin.

"We've been sitting here a while, didn't say much until you guys came"

"We we're looking for you Bi- Paperboy" Finney stopped himself, remembering what he said in the basement, he didn't know if he still wanted to be called Billy or Paperboy.

"We're glad we found both of you though" he finished.

Billy nodded "So what now kid? You found us"

Finney frowned a bit "I don't know, but we should stay together if the grabber is still around"

"He isn't" Griffin spoke up for the first time.

They all looked at the smaller boy and he seemed to chuckle out of nervousness.

"I checked, i went to the house both of them nobody was there the doors were even unlocked so i went in for myself then left that's when he found me" the boy gestured to Billy.

Now that confused them all, the grabber wasn't there anymore but they all remembered what happened?

What kind of freaky fucking fever dream is this?

"What the hell were you thinking? Going to that house, so what if he wasn't there it was fucking stupid of you to go because what if he was there?"

Vance the ever knowing mood changer Hopper.

Griffin laughed nervously again and and looked anywhere but at the blonde " I don't know what i was thinking" he admitted

"Yeah i can fucking see that only an idiot would go back to the house of their kidnapper" Vance kept going on.

Billy spoke up then "Leave the kid alone, he's here with us now and did us a favor by checking"

"Yeah man just leave him alone" Bruce agreed.

Vance glared at all of them "No i won't, he could have gotten hurt or fucking killed if that asshole was still there" he then grabbed Grffin by the collar of his shirt.

The smaller boy scrambling to get away but Vance yanked him closer "You got some fucking death wish kid? Getting killed once ain't enough for you so you went back to that house?"

"Leave him alone!"

"Let go of him!"

"Stop it!"

"Vance!"

The boys all said simultaneously.

Griffin shook his head "No i just-"

"You just what? Thought it was a good fucking idea to check if he was there? Knowing what would have happened if he was there? You wanted to repeat what happened all over again" Vance questioned practically shaking Griffin by the collar of his shirt.

"No- of c-course not-" Griffin stuttered.

Vance didn't get nuch else out as Robin and Bruce practically yanked him off the poor boy.

Billy held Griffin up from behind while glaring at Vance.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Saying all of that shit? He's just a kid like the rest of us, so what he didn't think it through but he's here now so what does it even matter" he gritted out.

"Yeah man, you didn't have to go ballistic on him" Bruce said.

"So what? He could've gotten killed! So fucking what if he's here now there was still that chance he wouldn't have been if the grabber was still there. If was a dumb fucking idea use you got no fucking survival instincts?" Vance spit out as he pushed the other two off him.

This was a disaster, even more than before.

"Everyone just calm down, it doesn't matter anymore he's safe and the grabber isn't here. Yes he could have gotten hurt but he didn't" Finney said, going between them all, trying to diffuse the situation.

Vance looked just about ready to kill him but he just scoffed "Whatever"

It took them a minute to all calm down, Bruce and Robin keeping a eye on Vance.

Billy making sure Griffin was ok.

And Billy's dog wagging their tail like nothing had happened, wow this dog was truly unbothered.

"So if the grabber wasn't there what do we do now? Im sure we all remember what happened" Bruce spoke up eventually.

What could they do? The grabber wasn't there that didn't mean they didn't experience the tramua they went through.

Yeah that thought was quickly cut short when a black van drove pass them...

The same black van they all knew.

The watched silently as it slowly drove out of sight.

They all looked at Griffin who look pale, terrified even.

"I-i- but he wasn't at the house, i checked! B-both of them!"

Griffin wasn't lying, they could all tell.

But what the fuck happens now?

A/n: Finally got that over with, honestly thinking about leaving this cliffhanger

#the black phone #the black phone 2022 #the black phone imagine #the black phone fanfic #finney blake #robin arellano #bruce yamada #vance hopper #billy showalter #griffin stagg

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fff777 · 5 months

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watched dream sketch #7 in london, paris, and berlin

Renjun doing a ballet spin and Haechan stretching. Renhyuck ballet AU.

Whatever Jaemren are doing.

Dream practices are always just cuddlefests

Look at this brat, Chenle acts tough and talks big but he's the biggest princess ever

Just a million things going on while Renjun takes cam control

Jaemin, in Korean: How do you say "get it together" in English Mark, in English: I love you

Jisung hyping up DJ Renjun even though he is not DJ-ing right now

Whatever's going on here

I'd seen a gif of this before watching this video and y'all must know I lost my shit. Jaemrenists we are so back.

Renjun just permanently at 180 degrees while practising

Oh wow they performed at Wembley. I only know that name because of soccer lol.

Mark explaining how "guys" refers to men but is also now used as a catchall term for everyone.

They're always just chatting amongst each other in huddles in the breaks between practice <3

Mark's already got his pretty hair done

Yeah okay Nohyuck

Renjun: I'm feelin it are you feelin it Chenle: No

I want to highlight the fact that I am only 3 minutes into this half hour video. There is always so much going on with these dudes.

Saturday Drip rehearsal (y)

Haechan is a sun but suns are also stars

Nomin

Game time! They all look so pretty

It's cool that Hrvy met them backstage :P Hrvy remembers all the details hehe.

Hrvy @ Jisung: You got a lot taller and your voice got a lot deeper ToT I know dude ToT I wasn't even there for it but he's all growed up.

Jisung prepared a little something in English :3 That's my son <3

I wonder why Chenle spoke in Korean (since he's pretty good at English ^^;;)

Kyuu pose strikes again

Deja vu's been growing on me. It's a pretty hype song eh.

My little guys. Also I'm so mean but every time Renjun wears that outfit I think of McLovin.

Low angle Chenji

Jeno flip!!!!!!

Jaemin: Don't skip a meal He's so malewife coded and yet not

Kissu

Picking up and playing with the toys that the fans throw on to the stage

樂樂又在撒嬌啦

Aigo with 350% energy by Haechan

Group huddle. Also Jisung looming over Renjun.

Renjun continues to be horizontal

Their rehearsal space in Paris is pretty small ^^;;

Chenle just promoting Starbs' iced vanilla latte for free and with his homemade slogan.

Mark sliding to the food and Chenle finding him adorable

My little guys again

Princess x Princess (I originally had so many screenshots for this part but I had to delete on account of the Tumblr pictures per post limit hmph)

Headlock of love

Whatever they were doing

They were all just having an insane dance party while Mark watched

Chenle and Renjun having a high pitched siren voice competition

Haechan believing in the power of Ratatouille inside his beanie

Getting hyped while practising Trigger the fever. It does hit different doesn't it.

Jaemin practising French :3 He likes Paris a lot :3

I took sooo many screenshots during this video but Tumblr only allows 30 so I keep having to delete some ToT

Anyway here's more Jaemren

And Markmin

Oh wow the standing spaces are REALLY close to the stage

Aw Haechan picked up a Crayon Shin-chan plush :3 And Chenle picked up a Daegal pillow X3

Lil cuties

Wait omg who gave Renjun and Jisung PSG jerseys??

Now onto Berlin

Mark taking a video of German pigeons

Did Haechan back his ass up into the huddle to get spanked

Jaemin's sweater said "GO HOME SOCIETY" which I assume is some form of introvert social club

Creation of Jeno?

They're such energetic performers. Watching them in concert must be so much fun~

Jeno helping Mark fix the back of his shirt?

Quite a few of them prepared something in German :3

Haechan tummy

Nomin again

Chenle wearing sunglasses during boom

Oh man this video was soooo much fun. I would have included so many more screenshots but alas, Tumblr said no. (I know I could technically reblog this post to add more photos but I am queueing this so I'll forgo the hassle and just cut down on number of photos).

#screencaps & commentaries #nct #nct dream

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francyblogs · 5 months

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HEY GUYS IT'S ME AGAIN FRANCY, AND THIS IS MY 2ND WEEK OF MY DAILY BASIS

Monday morning I immediately feel very drained and very tired even though I haven't done anything, because I'm coughing and my throat is very sore, and I forgot about the midterm examination as in I didn't really do a review because I didn't feel really feel good, but I also survived the examination even without a review and we finished the exam around 6pm, and we have prepared dinner and when we finish doing what we have to do, we watch a movie together with Ma'am Ajoy and while watching I was doing an inventory. It's Tuesday in the morning as my routine I woke up early and I take a shower and it seems like i can't go in because I'm not feeling well because of my headache and I feel like I'm going to get sick but I chose to go in, because I don't want to skip a subject, and in the afternoon I did inventory again and after that we ate and then we watched the movie again, and after that I went to the room to sleep. On the next day It's Wednesday I'm feeling tired because my cough and cold got worse as in, but I took medicine so it wouldn't get worse and after that I took inventory again and again HEHEHE. and I went to bed early because I felt like I had a fever. Hey guys It's Thursday, its our PE time and it is (gymnastic) and we did exercise and after that I'm not feeling well again because I have asthma but I can handle it because it's not too bad. Friday in the morning my body was very sore maybe because of the exercise we did yesterday, and today I was going to go home early but I didn't because Ma'am Ajoy, Ate Pat and Ma'am Sandra were leaving and they going to Naga for the congress of all SSG, and no one will be left at school and no one will look the canteen so I didn't go home, and when I came I saw the HRS students, because they were going to cook, and I was watching them while walking and I feel like I'm their supervisor HAHAHA so funny and in the afternoon I went home with Kuya Erwin. November 28 and it is Saturday, It's mira's birthday, I woke up at 7 am because kuya Erwin woke up early to take a bath and I remembered that's why he woke up early and took a bath because the Spjians basketball player had a game in the Binalay. I would like to come/watch but I can't because there is a lot to do because there is an event here at home, at 10am we clean up the messes at home and organize toys, and in the afternoon Ate Malou and I design for birthday party at around 6 Kuya Erwin's family arrived, and the children were happily playing in our mini playground here at home, while we were waiting for Kuya Erwin, we prayed the rosary first and then they came Kuya Erwin, Ma'am Ajoy and Sir Ryan, and we had dinner and while we were eating Ma'am Ajoy suddenly started talking about the game that happened earlier, she said it was cheesy like that HAHAHA. And while she was talking I was jealous because I wasn't I attended and I didn't see my crush playing basketball hahaha so funny right and after eating we chatted first and later the guests left and we rested. Sunday in the morning, there was a lot to do like cleaning the house/washing/folding clothes, and after Angel and I did all that we fell asleep because we did so much, and later ate Malou woke us up because we were going to church, and we went to church at the Basilica Minore of Our Lady of Peñafrancia and after we went to church we went to kuya Erwin's house because they said we were going to sleep here, and that's all that happened during my whole week

soooo funny because all week I have a cough and a cold haha

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francyblogsblog · 6 months

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HEY GUYS IT'S ME AGAIN FRANCY, AND THIS IS MY 2ND WEEK OF MY DAILY BASIS

soooo funny because all week I have a cough and a cold haha

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ohmytyong · 9 months

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save one, drop one - nct dream edition // from this video

tagged by: @peachjaem00 thanks for the tag babes!!

*:･ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆*:･ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆*:･ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆*:･ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆*:･ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆*:･ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

istj vs glitch mode

broken melodies vs dive into you (this wasn't easy but i'll always be a directioner at heart)

love again vs 1,2,3

deja vu vs diggity

blue wave vs walk you home (prettymuch have said and done a lot of problematic things but one thing they know how to do right is make good music)

tangerine love (favorite) vs better than gold (the BRIDGE)

hot sauce vs boom (never really understood the boom hype tbh)

like we just met vs to my first (i never thought that dreamies could ever make a song that could compete with to my first - but they did)

119 vs drippin (these two are so similar i just chose randomly)

anl vs arcade

dunk shot vs trigger the fever

quiet down vs poison (THIS WAS SO HARD FOR ME UGHHH PT.1)

be there for you vs never goodbye (snoozefest vs snoozefest pt.1)

candle light vs puzzle piece (snoozefest vs snoozefest pt.2)

life is still going on vs yogurt shake

irreplaceable vs replay

sorry, heart vs moon (THIS WAS HARD FOR ME UGHHH PT.2)

ridin vs go

bungee vs rocket

dear dream vs my page

stronger vs countdown (3,2,1)

my first and last vs chewing gum (they both slightly give me the ick but i let is slide because they were babies and looked cute)

saturday drip vs sos (does saturday drip have a toe curling eyes rolling back mouth agape outro? no.)

on the way vs graduation (they've both made me cry)

my youth vs dreaming (i wish i had amnesia so i could listen to thus song for the first time again)

7 days vs best friend (a week OBSEO)

beatbox vs hello future (best dream title track me thinks)

starry night vs take my breath (the only song i can think of when i see the title take my breath is the one by the weeknd)

rainbow vs teddy bear (i refuse to choose)

candy vs don't need your love

skateboard vs fire alarm

we go up vs we young

dream run vs pretzel

best friend ever vs fireflies (fireflies deserves better though)

bye my first vs beautiful time

tagging my mamis @hyudior and @djxia0 and whoever else wants to do this!!

#it's been a while since i did a tag game #this was so fun!#nct dream

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iv-aur-y · 3 years

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'𝑔;- their roommate

prompt ;; if you were their roommate

characters ;; venti, childe, diluc, albedo & aether

'𝒶𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇;-

'1;- His sister is always over, she hangs around all the time, and if not then Aether's at Lumine's dorm. They're basically never apart so expect to see her stuff littered around your shared apartment.

'2;- Really helpful. Will lend a hand with just about anything, even going as far as listening to you rant about your problems. Won't expect the same back, however if you do do the same, he'll be super happy. Practically floating.

'3;- He's probably the most normal roommate out of everyone from this list. You both have your laughs, your arguments, and well, just normal stuff.

'𝒶𝓁𝒷𝑒𝒹𝑜;-

'1;- Albedo is quite literally your personal live-in tutor. Weekly study dates usually take place on Saturdays, so everything you learned over the week doesn't just disappear, or so he says.

'2;- Generally an organized person, however sometimes the artist side of him gets the better of him. His drawings are most likely to end up everywhere, and be pinned up on walls, or the fridge.

'3;- Will leave notes tacked up somewhere visible for you to see if he's gone somewhere, or you have to take care of something for him. Sometimes will even leave notes saying he's left breakfast on the counter, maybe even that he's packed an extra lunch for you, or so.

'4;- Won't let you in his room at all costs, no matter whatever stupid excuse he has: "Wait! Uh... My room is flooded because of the people above us." You two lived on the highest floor of the building.

"Albedo?" you called, it was getting late. Both of you had the same class in the morning, so you two would often leave together in the mornings, but today he was taking longer than expected. Having been waiting for more than 10 minutes you decided to knock on his door again. "Albedo, we're late!"

Eyes widened at the sound of loud thud, "Alright! I'm coming in!" you snapped, swinging the door open. Frozen in awe of the state of his room, there were scrap pieces of paper tacked up on his walls.

There wasn't a single place where you couldn't see a drawing. A grunt pulled you back from the stupor of your thoughts. Eyes sauntering over to Albedo, who was on the floor near his bed, cheeks flushed.

Rushing over, you immediately helped him up asking what was wrong. Turns out he was sick with a bad fever. Albedo rarely got sick, heck you've never thought he'd ever catch a cold, ever! But when he got sick, it would seem that he'd be can't-even-get-out-of-bed sick.

[Name] decided to just take the day off, staying home to help nurse her dorm mate back to health, instead. Later that day, after having fed the sick teen warm soup she asked something that was running in her mind since the morning, "You know, upon close inspection of your drawings I realized they looked familiar. Are they all drawings of me?"

Albedo was never good at lying so he decided against it, "Yes." She hummed, "Do you mind?" she shook her head. "I think they're really good, I can see the effort put into it. Plus you make me look so nice, how can I refuse, then? But, why me, of all people and things in our apartment, in the world. Why'd you draw me specifically?" He averted his gaze, "It's just that you're so beautiful, that your figure is so fascinating. I just can't stop myself."

'5;- Klee, his cousin, is over sometimes. She can be a bit of handful, so you're often playing with her, or engaging her with something while Albedo is elsewhere. As a result, you've unexpectedly gotten close with his family.

'𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝑒;-

'1;- Sleeps on the couch because his room is too messy, though at times, he somehow manages to even end up in your room, sprawled out onto the floor.

'2;- He compensates for messing up the living room by helping out with work around the apartment. You guys alternate chores every week, from laundry to dishes, and dusting, or whatever.

'3;- Insists, quite persistently, that you two sit down and have at least one meal together per day. ++ He makes good food, so how can you refuse?

'4;- Personal chauffeur, he'll drive you around if needed, or asked of. Generally helpful in that manner, and will even run errands if asked.

'𝒹𝒾𝓁𝓊𝒸;-

'1;- You never see him. He gets up quite early, and returns home freakishly late. Rarely comes out of his room when he is home. You see his brother more often than Diluc himself, despite having shared an apartment with you.

'2;- NEVER leaves dishes in the sink, it irks him. Expects you'll do the same, if you don't he'll give you a blank look, and a small pout. Kinda cute, no gonna lie.

'3;- Quite organized, to be honest. You've been in his room a couple of times, and it's really neat. Wonder how he has the time to clean it to perfection.

"Hello?" you called, and he flinched. It had been approximately 3 weeks since you had last seen your roommate, so this was quite the shock. "Good evening," Diluc murmured, avoiding your gaze but you stood firm in the hallway.

"I was going to make something for myself, would you like some?" he shook his head, "No-" and his stomach rumbled.

[Name] thought not much of it, and then nodded, "Okay, I'll make some then." Diluc's cheeks rosied, averting his gaze. "You go freshen up, I'll call you when it's done. Oh! You're not allergic to anything, are you?"

'𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾;-

'1;- Really cheery, and y'all become friends in an instance. Somehow became friends with your friends, and is now also a part of your friend group.

'2;- Usually prances around either shirtless or buck-naked, no middle ground, he has no common sense whatsoever.

'3;- Lazy ASF. will not do any chores, only if you hide his laptop or something. Venti will constantly beg you to make him food, honestly man's just a liability now. A child.

'4;- He drags just about anyone into your home, as such you've made many new acquaintances by living with him, like Xiao, Zhongli, heck, even Paimon!

'5;- Will most probably barge into your room with a pillow, asking to have a pillow fight, if not a pillow maybe a board game, or his switch. Really childish when it comes to losing!

'6;- Broke. Very broke, like worse than in-debt-college-student broke. Constantly asking to lend some money, and if not then just about anything too. Like your hoodie or something, I swear at least once, you'll find him trying on your bra or something.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #fluff #genshin impact imagines #diluc ragnvindr #albedo #venti #childe #tartaglia #aether

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osamiiya · 3 years

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Pairing: Atsumu x Reader (Slight Osamu x Reader)

Summary: Atsumu has a date with his longtime crush, only for him to get sick. Luckily, his twin brother has a can of semi permanent hair dye and an open schedule.

Warnings: Atsumu and Osamu having one brain cell

A/n: Alternative ending with Osamu ?

The first time was when Atsumu was too sick to make it to his 'no makeups' math test. Osamu ran to buy a can of spray-on hair dye and combed his hair the other way.

And it worked, Atsumu got the 100% and Osamu got his chores done for a month.

The second and third times were just for fun, a test to see how long they could go before someone noticed, and usually by practice someone did, but it was always doubted because; "Well, it looks like Atsumu."

The fourth time was when Atsumu scored a date with his longtime crush, a feat nobody saw coming.

Atsumu had built himself up to ask for your number and a date, striding across the classroom amidst the laughs and giggles of his classmates, confidence draining with each step as he neared your desk.

'Act cool, Act cool'

The mantra plays on repeat as he clears his throat.

"Are you free Saturday?" He holds out his phone in hopes you understand.

Nobody expected you to give him a smile and carefully take the phone out of his hand, putting your number in and texting it, waiting for your text alarm before adding his contact into your phone.

And in hindsight, Atsumu should've been careful the following week, not overworking himself and certainly not forgetting his umbrella in the morning.

He layed in bed Friday night, covers pulled up to his chin as Osamu laughed at his sniffling and raspy voice.

"You should just reschedule." Suna offers, watching Atsumu's pink face, from his fever, go even pinker with indignation.

"There's no way, I've been waiting for this for a year now." A cough punctuates his argument and Suna and Osamu cringe behind their facemasks.

"There's no way you'll be able to go when you're this sick." Osamu nods in agreement with Suna's words, feeling slightly sorry for his brother now.

Osamu is quick to jump in when Atsumu opens his mouth to argue.

"You won't be completely better by tomorrow night, that's just crazy."

Atsumu pouts, significantly more whiny now that he was sick.

The trio sit in silence for a moment before a lightbulb goes off in Atsumu's head.

"I don't have to go on the date-"

Suna groans and interjects with a "That's what we've been trying to tell you."

To which Atsumu rolls his eyes and continuous.

"-Osamu can go."

It's silent as the words process in the boy's minds.

"What?" Osamu let's out a shocked laugh.

"You don't have any plans other than gaming with Suna anyways, just go as me and if you score another date I'll go on it. They won't be able to tell."

Now it should be said that sometimes Atsumu has bad plans said with great enough execution where it makes a sliver of sense.

A few minutes of arguing later, Osamu agrees with a huff as Suna laughs.

The next morning Atsumu helps spray Osamu's hair with the semi-permanant hair dye, watching his hair go from gray to yellow before combing it to the other side.

"We still look nothing alike." Osamu's grumpy, and the blond is slightly off, the way they stand completely different.

"Nonsense, you finally look hot."

Osamu can't strangle a sick person, that would be cruel.

But he does anyways, finally letting go of his twins neck at the three frantic taps Atsumu smacks on his shoulder.

The clock strikes 6pm and Osamu finally heads out, his gait changing slightly to be more believable as Atsumu's phone weighs down his pocket.

And he waits for you at the restaurant, flicking through his brothers phone mindlessly, going through his social media feed and commenting on all of Osamu's posts.

And then you arrive.

"Hey." Osamu, no, Atsumu smiles, tucking his phone into his back pocket like he's seen his brother do before.

"Ready to go in?"

"You look nice Atsumu."

Osamu, now Atsumu, smiles cheekily before returning the compliment.

The two of you have dinner, laughing and talking about everything, even holding hands as you walk through the streets, pointing out things in shops and even stopping at an empty store for rent.

"My... brother wants to open a restaurant." The place is perfect, the size, the location, the price.

"Oh yeah, Osamu did want to open an onigiri restaurant, I kind of remember that."

Osamu takes a picture of the store and sends it to his phone, wanting to remember this location.

"Who knows if he can do it, I think he should just stay with volleyball." Osamu's words are an echo of Atsumu's, and a sad glint takes place in his eyes.

It's noticeable enough for you to catch, squeezing his hand slightly to catch his attention.

"I think he can do it."

It's silent for a beat, Osamu completely taken aback before realizing he wasn't supposed to be Osamu.

"We'll see if the idiot actually goes through with it."

You continue walking, swinging your hands slightly and Osamu gets why Atsumu is so infatuated with you, the way you look under the street lights, the sound of your laugh, and gosh, your smile.

He snaps out of it as he walks you home.

"Thanks for taking me out today Osamu." You smile and wave from the doorway, and Osamu waves back, not realizing at first.

And then his face flushes and he let's out a shocked sound of question as you lean against the doorway.

"You think I wouldn't be able to tell my crush apart from his brother? Besides, Atsumu was out sick yesterday too, there's no way he'd get better so quickly."

You think for a minute, studying his face, they really did look similar.

"Besides, your eyes are different."

Osamu's shocked enough where words don't form as you continue.

"Don't tell Atsumu I know, I want to see what happens." You laugh slightly as you wave goodnight and close the door, Osamu standing in shock for a moment before walking home.

The moment Osamu steps into the house, Atsumu's on him like a beast, a flurry of questions sometimes interrupted with a coughing fit as Osamu trys to lean away.

"It went fine, they really like you." The jealousy is well hidden, and if Atsumu wasn't sick and head already feeling muddled, he would've picked up on it.

"Dude, I need to wash this out of my hair." Osamu groans as Atsumu asks more questions, what were you wearing? What did you order for dinner? Osamu payed right?

Atsumu doesn't get a text all weekend from you, leading to an argument between the brothers, Atsumu thinking Osamu had messed everything up, to which Osamu argued that it was Atsumu's idea in the first place.

Until Monday, Atsumu all recovered and sitting anxiously at his desk waiting for you to walk throught he door.

"Y/n!" He's out of his desk in a flash, smiling nervously as he approaches you.

"You, uh, never texted." He prepares to be rejected, and prepares to finally murder his twin.

"You never showed up Atsumu." There's a teasing smile on your face as murderous rage fills Atsumu's eyes, Osamu stood you up?

"I was pretty bummed when Osamu showed up instead."

The lump in his throat goes away as he realizes.

"How did you know?"

You smile playfully, catching eyes with Osamu across the room.

"You have different eyes."

"Oh."

"How does this upcoming Saturday sound?"

Atsumu's confused for a second before he realizes.

"Like a date?"

At your nod he smiles.

"Then it's a date. And with me, not Osamu."

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ndcgalitzine · 2 years

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So yeah, I have Covid ✨

Last Thursday night I started developing a sore throat, but was otherwise feeling completely fine so I went to work on Friday, but wore a mask and stayed clear of others the entire day. I took a home test as soon as I got to work but it was negative so I thought nothing more of it.

But Friday night I started feeling worse, I had a fever and was really tired, and woke up Saturday morning with probably the worst sore throat I've ever had 😖 I took another home test but that was also negative, so I figured this must be just a "regular" flu, but still decided to say quarantined in my room just to be safe. I've been feeling like crap all weekend, always with a slight fever, headache, and swallowing anything was just excruciatingly painful, and I had a bad cough that just made things so much worse. I couldn't sleep more than 2-3 hours at a time because I'd wake up coughing and have a hard time breathing because of phlegm in my throat that I couldn't cough up because it f**king HURTS 😭😭 So on top of everything else I've just been exhausted 😴

So this morning I called my health care provider (I'm required to call them when I miss work so I get paid sick days) and she advised me to go get a rapid test since the home tests are unreliable... and well, at that point I was pretty certain this wasn't just your average flu 😕

Luckily today, my sore throat has gotten a little better, it's still very painful to swallow, but not excruciating!! Hopefully I'll only need a day or two more to recover and go back to work, I don't want to be stuck at home for much longer. I have a coworker who's been stuck at home for more than 2 weeks, and she's fully vaccinated.

#Personal #I'm a very competitive person #I wanted to win this game of dodgeball #but I've never been really good at sports #😕

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starhallows · 2 years

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Annie! Are you okay? I'm worried about you, you haven't posted in a few days. I hope you're doing well and recovering xxx

Hey! Thank you for the lovely ask!

I was thinking about if I wanted to post about the past week or not because I kind of feel like I want to vent, but I also don't want to be dramatic on the internet (and the last time I posted I had a bit of a fever, and was feeling sassy, and made somebody feel bad, and felt terrible about it the next day).

Let's make it clear, I'm physically feeling great, I really am. I'm just not doing my best mentally right now, so I don't know how much I'm going to post or not. For the long explanation (it's way too long and goes way too into detail) as to why read under the break.

I'm really grateful for having people in the fandom that care enough to ask. Thank you so so much!

I had a bad Tuesday afternoon last week, but I was mostly fine through Wednesday (I did have a fever of 38 that I managed with medication). On Thursday, I woke up without a fever, so when my doctor called for my third-day checkup, I gave him all the info and told him that I felt fine. He told me they would call again for the fifth-day checkup on Saturday, that it was important I kept checking my temperature because Covid induced pneumonia appears by the 5th-8th day.

My fever came back on Friday afternoon, and I couldn't really shake it, and I had a bit of fever all morning on Saturday. So, when the on-call doctor called me for the 5-day checkup, he got a bit scared 1) because my usual doctor just decided not to write down the symptoms I had described for him, 2) because my fevers were a bit high and they weren't responding to medication as we'd want them and 3) because I was very very tyred. So, they asked me to go to the Health Centre in town.

My doctor got worried because I was getting kind of winded on top of all the rest, and the oxygen concentration in my blood wasn't as good as it could be (96% instead of the 99-100% that's normal). I ended up at the hospital (I'm fine), where they took some X-rays that are clear and sent me home with a new prescription. I woke up without a fever yesterday and haven't had one since Saturday. My oxygen saturation is also back to normal, and they've changed my doctor.

Now, I'm not at my best right now because of the Covid protocols where I leave, and because of Omicron, you need to be symptom-free for 3 full days before you can be released, and I have a cough that won't let up.

My last day in isolation is the 23rd of December. This means that I need to stop coughing tomorrow and not cough ever again to have Christmas with my family, which seems unlikely. Also, because of the very high Covid numbers in the area where I live, doctors can only call every 2-3 days, so I could not be out until the 26th.

I feel very torn. On the one hand, I don't want to spend Christmas alone in my room when I feel perfectly fine, but on the other hand, I don't want to pass it on to someone in my family.

So, it's been tear central for the past couple of hours. ( I finished The Witcher, though, so there's something)

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mandelene · 4 years

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If you feel like filling this: for the first time, Matthew and Alfred are left alone overnight and Alfred feels all grown-up and excited. Pity that Matthew had hidden he wasn't feeling well and he isn't getting any better... Thank you! ❤️

Torture Matthew? Sure thing! Haha. 😁 As usual, I got carried away. You can’t ask me to write a sickfic and not expect the word count to be high lol. I made it a throwback to my “Matthew has asthma” headcanon. Also, did you know many U.S. states don’t have a law for how old a child must be to be left home alone overnight? Same for the UK. Apparently, it’s generally recommended that the child is at least 14 or 16, so I went with Al and Matt being 15 in this one.

The House Party That Never Was

Word Count: 1924 (I know. I’m sorry!)

10 AM, Friday

“We’ll only be two hours away, so if anything happens or there’s a problem, call and let us know, and we’ll drive back right away.”

“Okay, Dad. We know,” Alfred groans. They’re not babies anymore—Mattie and he can handle being left alone overnight while their parents go to see the philharmonic orchestra in Philadelphia for their anniversary.

“There are leftovers in the fridge that you can have for dinner tonight. You can order pizza tomorrow if we’re not back by six o’clock,” Papa reminds, just as worried and over-protective as Dad is being. “Make yourselves breakfast and lunch. We have plenty of fruit, cereal, bread, cold cuts, yogurt—”

“Yes, Papa. We’ll make sure to eat,” Matthew interjects with a soft sniffle. “It’ll be fine.”

Dad immediately notices said sniffle and flips out. He puts his duffle bag down and presses a hand against Matthew’s forehead, feeling for a fever and not finding one. “Are you all right? You aren’t coming down with something, are you? We can cancel the trip and—”

“No, no. It’s just allergies.”

“…Okay, take an anti-histamine from the medicine cabinet.”

“I will.”

“In case of emergency—"

“Call 911. We know, Dad. We’re fifteen, not five!” Alfred sighs, tempted to physically push his parents out the front door at long last.

Dad struggles to find something else to lecture them about and pushes his sunglasses farther up his nose before deciding, “All right…Behave and don’t get into any trouble. We love you.”

Dad and Papa exchange hugs with them before they finally cross the driveway, get into the car, and drive off, disappearing down the road.

“Woo! Freedom! God that took forever!” Alfred exclaims as he locks the door and turns around to look at Matthew, who is standing by the stairs with his hands stuffed in the pocket of his navy-blue hoodie. “Our first time home alone for a whole night! We’ve been living sheltered lives, Mattie, but not anymore. Today, we’re men. So, who’re we inviting over?”

Matthew clears his scratchy throat and gently rubs at his nose with his sleeve. “Umm…I’m pretty sure Papa and Dad said we’re not supposed to have any friends over…”

“What they don’t know won’t hurt them.”

“Al, they’ll find out.”

“No, they won’t. Come on, Matt. Don’t be lame.”

“Yeah, they will. If not tomorrow, then eventually, and I don’t wanna break their trust. If we worry them or make them angry, they’ll never leave us home alone for more than a couple of hours again,” Matthew argues, and if this stupid cold would just leave him alone, everything would be peachy. He rubs at his chest, which feels a little tighter than usual, and takes two puffs of his inhaler.

Alfred glowers and slumps his shoulders. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. We have to prove we can handle it at least once…You okay, bro? Your asthma’s acting up?”

“It’s just from my allergies,” Matthew repeats because he has to keep up the lie. It’s spring, so it’s believable enough. To be entirely honest, he’s been feeling terrible since last night, but he didn’t want to give their parents a reason to cancel their trip. He doesn’t have a fever, so it can’t be that serious...It’s just a cold, and he doesn’t want to be an inconvenience. Their parents deserve to enjoy their anniversary without interruption. “Wanna play Smash?” he asks, changing the subject. Alfred doesn’t have the greatest attention-span, and he’ll hopefully forget all about this.

“Okay, sure. I’ll set up the Switch and the controllers. You should go and take your allergy medicine.”

“Cool. Yeah,” Matthew replies. It’s the perfect opportunity to go upstairs, blow his nose without witnesses, and take some cough medicine…And another two puffs of his inhaler.

He refuses to be a bother. He knows how to take care of himself.

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7 PM, Friday

Alfred has eaten enough mesquite barbecue chips to feed their entire block, and Matthew is genuinely astonished that he hasn’t been sick yet. How can so much junk food fit into one stomach? Now that no one is around to stop him, Alfred has devoured half of the fridge, and he still doesn’t seem to be totally full, even after dinner.

Papa left them blanquette de veau, a French veal stew. It soothes Matthew’s throat and warms his chest, which feels lovely initially, but then the steam breaks up some of the mucus in his lungs and leaves him suffering through several coughing fits. Fortunately, Alfred is in the bathroom for the worst of it, and doesn't hear him hacking.

They’ve been playing video games for hours now, and Matthew can feel a low-grade fever settle into his body. Every time he inhales, he can hear his lungs give off a tiny wheeze.

When Alfred goes off to get some juice to drink, Matthew discreetly takes yet another two puffs of his inhaler.

“This is getting kinda boring. Wanna put on Netflix? We can binge-watch Avatar: The Last Airbender.”

Matthew would rather lie down in bed with his tablet or phone, but if he doesn’t join Alfred, he might grow suspicious, and then he’ll worry, or he’ll call their parents.

“Sure. Let’s do it…”

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1 AM, Saturday

“Matt...? Matt? You’re falling asleep on me, bro.”

Matthew is startled awake and fixes his glasses, which must have tilted awkwardly to the left while he was sleeping. He doesn’t know when he dozed off on the couch, but it was sometime during Book Two of Avatar. Dad and Papa called around 9 PM to check on them, and Alfred did all of the talking. He reassured them that they’re both alive and haven’t broken any part of themselves or anything in the house.

Matthew squints at the clock on the wall. “It’s late…”

“Yeah. We should go to bed,” Alfred agrees, and he must be tired as well if he’s not insisting they pull an all-nighter.

“I’m gonna brush my teeth.”

“Okay. Have fun. I’m gonna live on the wild side and not brush ‘em,” Alfred says with a grin and a wink.

“Wow, so edgy,” Matthew says, poking some fun at him before heading upstairs with a giant yawn. He’s exhausted, and the wheezing is back. He takes the nightly dose of his steroid inhaler and stares longingly at his nebulizer. He could do with a treatment, but it’s so loud, and then, Alfred would know something’s not right.

So instead, he brushes his teeth, quietly takes some additional puffs of his rescue inhaler, and burrows under the covers of his bed, hoping this will all have blown over by the morning.

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3 AM, Saturday

He can’t sleep. He can’t breathe. He needs a nebulizer treatment. Now. But it might wake Alfred.

He risks it. There’s no other choice.

And sure enough, five minutes into the treatment, Alfred plods into his room with drowsy eyes, and asks, “Mattie, what’s going on? You’re sick, aren’t you? Hang on. I’ll…I’ll call Dad and Papa, don’t worry.”

“No!” Matthew shouts, surprised by the strength of his voice given the state of his lungs. “You can’t…It’s their anniversary…I’m fine.”

“Matt, I’m pretty sure this counts as an emergency, bro.”

“It’s not!”

“It’s the middle of the night and you can’t breathe—that’s an emergency, dude!”

“I’ll be fine after the nebulizer treatment is done,” he assures in a breathless rush around the nebulizer’s mouthpiece, but he’s not so sure he will be.

“Well, we’ve gotta tell somebody!” Alfred shouts back at him before coming closer and touching his clammy forehead. “Dude, you’re burning up. What the hell? Why didn’t you say anything all night?”

Ignoring Matthew’s protests, Alfred makes the call.

This isn’t going to be good…

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5 AM, Saturday

“Matthew!”

Dad and Papa burst through his bedroom door, and they’re by his side in a flash, fussing over him and acting as though he’s on the verge of death. They’re still dressed in the clothes they probably went to sleep in, and before Matthew can say a single word, Dad has his stethoscope on his chest and is listening to his lungs. He then clamps a pulse oximeter on his right index finger, waits for a reading, and frowns severely.

While Papa strokes his head and asks him why he didn’t let them know sooner that he wasn’t feeling well, Dad disappears and then returns with three small pills and a glass of orange juice.

“Take these,” Dad instructs.

Matthew wrinkles his nose as he puts the pills in his mouth and swallows them. The bitter aftertaste makes him shudder—prednisone.

“Is he going to be all right?” Papa asks, squeezing Matthew’s hand.

“I’ll keep an eye on him. He should feel better once the steroid starts to work. We leave you boys home alone for one day, and you try to hide a medical emergency from us! What were you thinking?”

“It was very irresponsible,” Papa adds.

And here he thought that Alfred would be the one to ultimately break their parents’ trust.

“I’m sorry…I didn’t want you to have to cancel your trip. You’ve both been looking forward to it for a month,” Matthew timidly explains, breaths still shallow.

“A trip can always be rescheduled. Your health can’t be,” Dad says sternly. “You had us worried sick. I was debating whether or not to tell Alfred to call for an ambulance. You should know better than to ever allow yourself to silently deteriorate like this!”

“I’m sorry…”

Dad sighs and rests a cold compress on his forehead. “We can decide on a punishment when you’re feeling well again.”

A punishment? Really? Not fair.

Now is not a good time to argue though, so he lets Papa and Dad fret over him some more—they fluff his pillows, and force juice, water, and medicine for his fever down his throat. He feels awful knowing they lost sleep over him and had to hurry home, but at the same time, he’s grateful that they’re here, tending to him and monitoring him in case he gets worse. As much as he’d like to be regarded as an adult, he still wants his parents around when he’s unwell.

“I’m really, really sorry…I feel terrible for ruining everything.”

“Stop that,” Dad insists, shaking his head admonishingly at him. “We’re not upset with you for being ill—anyone can fall ill at any time and it’s out of one’s control. We’re upset that you tried to hide it from us, even if you thought you had the right intentions.”

At that moment, Alfred peeks his head into the room, revealing that he’s been eavesdropping, and says, “I’d just like to point out that I did the responsible, mature thing, and called for help for my dearest, darling brother in his time of need. Very grown-up behavior—totally wise beyond my years. And because of that, I think, I deserve to be able to go to Six Flags next week with my friends.”

Papa laughs heartily while Dad rolls his eyes.

“Oui, you did the right thing, Alfred. But the greatest reward for helping your brother should be a sense of pride,” Papa notes.

“I mean, yeah, but a physical reward would be kinda nice, too.”

“Alfred,” Dad says with a warning tone. “Not now.”

“All right, all right. I know. Just food for thought, you know? Glad Mattie’s okay, of course.”

How in the world did Alfred come out on top? He’s a better adult? There’s no way!

Okay, next time they’re home alone, they’re definitely throwing a party.

That’ll show him.

#hetalia #drabbles #aph face family #aph america #aph canada #aph england #aph france #home alone #house party (or lack of)

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mwagneto · 4 years

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wait wasn't this when you were home alone for a month HOW did you get it and what did they say at the hospital :o

I was home alone yeah but I went to the cinema to watch rocketman with an irl who recently returned from Prague and was severely ill but she came anyway coz like....the power of rocketman I guess. She said she caught "something" in Prague.

I got it from her and my symptoms started showing Tuesday evening and by midnight I was near fucking dying??? I still dragged myself to the theater as you can see if you check my blog around that time.

I had to go to what I referred to as the "emergency room" because it was Saturday and all other clinics were closed. I went because I was in so much pain I could barely move and my muscles hurt like hell, and I thought it was pneumonia

At the clinic they asked me why I didn't come sooner (it's coz my parents were the sort who'd let me pass before taking me to a hospital for some unknown reason so I learned never to seek medical help) and then wrote my symptoms down and examined me but she couldn't determine anything because my symptoms didn't fit either pneumonia nor the flu but it wasn't a simple cold either.

In the end she prescribed me antibiotics and something that would make my fever go away, I didn't take the antipyretics (?) coz well, it's not that I like having a fever but it helps the body plus I don't like medication, but I did take the antibiotics although I really don't think they did anything to help

....yeah that was basically it but it was genuinely awful especially because I had to do the entire thing alone. Luckily I spent most of it passed out asleep but still it was terrifying and I assume I would've been a hundred times more terrified had I known at the time what the illness really was

#obvs i survived but mf it hurt so bad #it hurt to move my eyes n shit #the irl i caught it from had *slightly* different symptoms #but i'd already been considering that it was corona early march and then she #came over in the middle of march and brought it up herself ?? and i was like #bro yeah that's exactly what i've been thinking....#it sure was uh. an interesting realisation but im glad i wasn't alone #i got mail!#lonely times

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always-thirsty-pocket · 5 years

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So, I know I said I was going to stop venting and being negative all the time, I'm still trying to do that. But I think I need it just this once, mainly I'm just reflecting on the last year, because it's been about a year give or take, since my aunt passed away and I've moved back in with my brother and Mom.

The year before this almost feels like a fever dream that didn't happen. Which is bad, because in that time I felt like I was really starting to grow as a person, changing for the better. It's because I had people who were pushing me, and willing and able to help me. At least I thought I was, and it's what I was told. Some new information popped up since then that made me feel like I was nothing but a burden. I think my cousin hates me now, she certainly be disappointed to see me now.

Things aren't as bad as they used to be living with my brother, we're usually on good terms, but he still talks down to me and my mom and blames for a lot of things that are unfair, mom is in Better Health physically, but still in rough shape mentally, and she still does that thing where she insists that I'm perfect and doing everything I can when I'm clearly not. There is this constant lingering feeling of helplessness. And always a constant worry about my sister-in-law showing up. Apparently my brother has talked to her recently. I doubt he has any interest in being with her, and I take solace in the fact that if he did, there would be nobody on his side saying that it was a good idea. It's the kids I'm worried about. He wants her to be in their life, and she brings nothing but ruin to any life she touches.

I'm personally not doing a whole lot with my own life. Even though my brain is screaming at me anytime it's quiet that something's got to change. All I ever do is sit at home and play video games and help watch the nephews maybe cook sometimes and check social media. Sometimes I draw but usually that's just to get money for more video games, I don't even go out anymore because my friends decided it was too hard to keep doing D&D, and that wouldn't be so bad, but D&D is the only reason we ever got together. To be honest, I even started resenting D&D toward the end there because of that fact. Last few times we had a chance to do something different, we either end up doing D&D anyway, or we do something different but everyone acts disinterested. I voluntarily skipped going to D&D the day after my birthday because I had such a horrible time. So needless to say I'm kind of enjoying the break. Unfortunately, because we never do anything else, I haven't seen my friends since then. Actually I did see a movie with one of them on Tuesday, and I'll hopefully be seeing them all at a wedding this Saturday, but after that, who knows when I'll be seeing them again. Point is I feel socially dead. And since I've been doing nothing, I have nothing to talk about at the wedding.

I think I've rambled on about my state of being long enough. I didn't stop venting because I thought it would help me, I stopped venting because I thought the venting made me feel worse and push people away. After venting online I feel a little better temporarily, but everyone who sees it probably feels bad that they can't help or doesn't know what to say if they are a friend, and if not they'll just scrolled past so honestly what's the benefit?

I don't want a whole lot out of life. I have most of the things that I really want, but it either feels ill-gotten, or threatened to be taken away without warning. It's hard to enjoy the things you love when you feel like you don't deserve them.

I don't mean to bum anyone out with this post, I'm sorry if I did, but I woke up feeling just awful, and I've been working at this post for a few hours. I wasn't planning on this, but I feel I get a pass since I'm basically reflecting on the year I had.

#sorry I can't put it under a read more #I'm on mobile #I'm always on mobile because my laptop is still dead #and saving up to replace it has been a total bust #mostly because of my own inability to save #long post

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