#and Covid sucks

[toshootforthestars]

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#coronavirus #covid-19 #news #snl sucks #covid is real #please stay safe #sarah squirm #taylor lorenz

[lingwenboobs]

Happy BHM!!

I know its a bit late from me but happy black history month y'all! I didn't really wanna make this post but my roommate has covid so we need some money for supplies so that me and my other roommate Don't get it. I'm working two jobs but I don't get paid until next week and we just found out about the other roommate being sick this morning.

Anything helps! If you wanna send me reparations in general or just wanna help out two struggling black college students here's where you can: pp ca vm

#honey.txt #waking up from a 9 and a half hour sleep session to find out our WHITE ROOMMATE HAS COVID SUCKED SO BAD #she STILL needs to pay me back for groceries last week too like god..... UGGH #either way #happy black history month

[estrellami-1]

Lay With Me (Sleep It Off)

Apparently one of the symptoms of covid is fevers… guess who just spent the last 5 or so days with a low-grade fever 🙄 it started with me waking up at 3am to use the bathroom, thinking I was fine until I got out of my (warm) bed and started shivering uncontrollably.

Also my eyes started hurting about halfway through so uh. If you see any typos. No you don’t ✌️

Steve wakes up to Eddie’s hand drifting over his skin.

It’s something that happens more often than not, nowadays, to the point where he rolls over and presses his hips to Eddie’s automatically.

Eddie’s hand stutters. “Baby?” He asks, and Steve frowns, because neither of them had expected him to be soft.

“Yeah,” he murmurs, still sleep-drunk. “Dunno.”

“You want it?” Eddie asks, then presses a kiss to his forehead and freezes again. “Oh, shit, baby, you’re hot.”

“Mmm,” Steve says. “Thanks.”

Eddie chuckles. “Though you are hot, that’s not the kind I’m talking about, babydoll. I think you have a fever.”

Steve frowns. “No, ‘m fine. Got work.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t think fevers care about our work schedules.”

“Rude,” Steve murmurs. “They should.” He sighs and tucks himself closer to Eddie, because he’s warm and Steve is a little bit cold. “Time’s it?”

“Almost eight.” He runs a hand down Steve’s back. “You’ve got a little over an hour.”

Steve smiles against Eddie’s throat. “You were gonna make me late.”

“Was not,” Eddie retorts, even though they both know that’s a lie.

Steve hums and wiggles further into Eddie’s warmth. “Gotta get up,” he says, doing absolutely nothing to do so.

Eddie keeps petting Steve’s back, which furthers his resolve to do nothing. “I think you should stay home, baby. If you’re sick…”

“Not,” Steve argues nonsensically. “Don’t have time.”

Eddie sighs, pressing a kiss to Steve’s temple. “Okay, baby. If you’re not sick, then you need to get up and get ready to take a shower, right?”

“Mhm,” Steve mumbles. “Come with?”

“Of course I will, baby. Following your lead here. You gonna get up?”

Steve groans, strangely feels like crying as he detaches himself from Eddie and shuffles across the bed to sit on the edge.

He stands after a second and walks to the closet, realizing as he’s reaching for a shirt that he’s trembling, shivering. He’s suddenly, viscerally aware of how cold he is, and he can’t stop his teeth from chattering as he looks to Eddie with a furrowed brow.

“Baby,” Eddie murmurs, pulling him into a hug and taking some of his weight. “You’re sick. You should be in bed.”

“No,” Steve murmurs, ashamed at the tears pricking at his lids. “Can’t- need to work-”

“I’ll call Robin,” Eddie soothes. “She’ll figure it out, ‘kay? But you know as well as I do that she’d tell you to stay home, too.”

Steve sniffles. “Don’t wanna be sick,” he mutters petulantly.

Eddie runs a hand through Steve’s hair. “I know, baby, it’s not fun, is it? Let’s get back in bed, I’ll make you a hot tea and call Robin, and then I’ll be right back and we can cuddle, alright?”

Steve nods slowly. “Tell Robin sorry.”

“I will, baby. You just focus on getting back into bed now, there you go. And I’ll be right back, m’kay?”

“‘Kay,” Steve agrees, letting his eyes slip shut again as chills continue to wrack his body.

Soon enough Eddie’s back with a tray of dry toast, hot tea, water, and some painkillers. Steve startles awake even though he’d only been half-asleep, and Eddie apologizes, rushing to place the tray down so he can assist Steve’s shaky arms in lifting his body to a seated position.

Steve is handed the water and meds first, then considers the tea and toast and shakes his head, trying to apologize. “It’s okay, baby,” Eddie murmurs. “They’ll keep, you need to eat something today, I’ll just heat them up later. I just wanna do what you need, m’kay? Right now your bodu is saying it needs more rest, and that’s just fine. C’mon, come lay down with me, go back to sleep, okay? Let’s try and sleep this off. I bet when you wake up, you’ll feel a hundred times better.”

“M’kay,” Steve murmurs, tucking his face into the crook of Eddie’s neck. “Thank you. Love you.”

“I love you too, baby,” Eddie whispers, sealing his vow with a kiss to the top of Steve’s head.

And with that, he drifts off to sleep.

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#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #sick steve harrington #Steve has a fever #but it’s okay #because Eddie’s there to take care of him #brought to you by my experience this week with covid ✌️ #(it sucks btw 0/10 do not recommend) #not pictured is Eddie getting sick the next day and being an absolute baby about it #(and Steve taking care of him every step of the way) #starambles

[communistkenobi]

probably incredibly damaging to public knowledge that you can’t even read a single article about like, covid without being confronted by a paywall. like at a certain point I really can’t blame people for not reading anything

#tried to open a link on a scientific american paper about how to protect yourself from covid and got stopped by subscription prompt lol #& obviously not being able to read news articles is far downstream of systematic education issues but like man shit really fucking sucks !

[ladyshinga]

Putting on my mask to answer the door for the lawn guy made me realize I've finally kinda Pavlov'd myself with masks. Putting one on gets me immediately cheerful and excited because I'M ABOUT TO TALK TO PEOPLE! 😃 😃 I'm about to be able to interact with some one!! Yay!

I hate where masks ended up socially speaking. I hate that only disabled people wear them now and get mocked and mistreated for it. I hate that we, AS A WHOLE, didn't see masks as the thing they could have been: access. Safety. When everyone was wearing them, it wasn't just covid it helped. Flu numbers were wildly affected by it, people stopped having constant reliable seasonal colds, immunocompromised people felt safe around people.

But no. The politics of the mask was immediately co-opted by bad actors who decided temporary physical discomfort was too much to ask an able-bodied person to do for others. That having to adapt to a mask-heavy lifestyle to get us to a new safe normal just wasn't acceptable.

And here we are. Covid still raging, everyone with a weak immune system left to die or rot in isolation, all so Betty and Jim can go to weekly square dance night without masks because masks make you a cuck or whatever buzzword the political right was clinging to that week. Masks are woke! Masks are marxism! Masks are communism! Whatever

#god being a covid hermit really sucks #i am thoroughly broken as a person #yayyyy disability

[arctic-hands]

This has not been a great era to be immunocompromised in

#covid #monkeypox #anti vaxxers are going to kill me #this future fucking sucks

[shima-draws]

Happy New Year to me, I have Covid :)))))

#NAUR!!!!! NAURRRRR!!!!! #Shima speaks #My roommate brought it home from his family’s Christmas party 😭 #And it sucks bc we planned a huge New Year’s Eve party. AND our first DND session which we can’t have now. #Listen I wouldn’t be as upset but I was literally sick like TWO weeks ago #With the worst stomach bug known to man #And now I’ve got the rona. AGHHH #I literally got Covid last year on December 23rd. For Christmas #And this year I got it at New Year’s. I DON’T LIKE THIS TREND #Here’s to hoping my symptoms are very mild and I won’t be dying from fever tomorrow ;)))) #Godddd this SUCKS. This sucks so bad

[angelsanarchy]

One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 16

"If I asked you to stay, would you?" "There's only one way to find out."

Tagging: @roryculkinluvr @siriuslymooned @cc-luvr @crypticsewerslut @icarus-star @desert-springtime @shady-the-simp @izuoyarmin @mayathepsychic1999

TW: fucking, eating out, fingering, p n v, premature ejaculation, cock warming

MONDAY, 8:00PM

Clyde had no idea what to expect when walking up the stairs to Y/n's apartment. He still couldn't believe she had come to find him and wanted to bring him home. He had honestly never gone home with anyone before and up until this moment, he hadn't realized how nerve-wracking it would be.

"It's not as fancy as your place but its got its charm." Y/n opened the door inviting Clyde in. It was a lot more put together than his place but he liked that there were pictures on the wall of Y/n for him to get to know her a little better. He chuckled at one specific photo of her in a Scooby Doo costume, missing at least two front teeth.

"That's my dad's favorite picture. He got me addicted to Scooby Doo. As a kid who hated going to school, cartoons were kind of a big deal." Y/n explained dropping her keys on the counter.

"I think my mom was concerned I was going to turn out to be a serial killer with all the scary costumes I came up with. My dad drew the line at a homemade Leatherface costume one year and I just sort of gave up the ghost." Clyde offered. Y/n noticed how he swayed on his feet recognizing it wasn't because he had been drinking but that he was nervous.

"Did you want a drink or something to eat? I could make something." Y/n asked but Clyde shook his head.

"Nah I probably shouldn't drink anymore tonight. I think my sorrows are all full up anyway." Clyde joked. Y/n sat down on the couch and invited him to join her. He sat down carefully and let out a breath.

"I'm so sorry I made you think-" Clyde quickly shook his head cutting her off.

"I don't want you to feel bad about having a life. We spent a long weekend together and things happen. Clearly I overreacted because...well I don't usually do this." Clyde had shifted his body to face Y/n and put his hands out for her.

"This?" Y/n pressed and Clyde looked down at their fingers intertwined.

"I don't usually get the girl I really want. All of it just seemed like a dream and then when you left, I felt like I had woken up and it sucked." Clyde still couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. In truth, he felt terrified this was all going to blow up in his face.

"I don't know if you've noticed but I get in my head a lot. I blame the ADHD." Clyde joked as Y/n brought their hands up in front of them making him look her in the face.

"I'm not a dream Clyde. I'm here with you in my apartment and there's nowhere I'd rather be." Y/n smiled sweetly. Clyde let out a shaky breath and nodded at the reassurance. Y/n pulled their hands towards her chest, sitting up on her knees to lean into Clyde to kiss him softly. She could feel him shaking as she pulled away and could see his eyes slowly opening to stare into hers.

"If I asked you to stay, would you?" Y/n spoke tenderly seeing how emotional Clyde was in this moment.

"There's only one way to find out." Clyde watched her smile slowly, moving to sit in his lap, legs locking behind his back.

"Will you stay with me Clyde?" Y/n held either side of his face, pushing his hair out of his eyes so she could see just how blue they were.

"I'll stay as long as you want me to." Clyde's response was so genuine Y/n couldn't help herself. She pulled him into another kiss but this time there was nothing gentle or sweet about it. She snaked her tongue into his mouth immediately being met with his own. His arms wrapping around her back to pull her even closer than she already was. Clyde's lips tried to keep up with Y/n's, pulling her legs so he could lay her down on the couch. Clyde's lips move down her neck, sucking and biting the sensitive skin pulling a moan from her mouth as she craned her neck backwards to allow him more access to the skin of her neck and chest.

Clyde wanted to taste every piece of skin on her body. He wanted to leave little marks so that tomorrow morning she would run her fingers across them and remember that his lips did that to her. He felt himself get even harder than he already was when she ran her hand up the back of his head, through his hair so she could pull a fist full of it.

"Fuck." He groaned resting his forehead against her collarbone for just a moment.

"A-are you okay? Is this okay?" Y/n checked in making Clyde chuckle.

"This is incredible. Are you okay?" Clyde lifted his head trying to look at her through his hair. She pushed it off his face so he could see her smiling face.

"I'm pretty fantastic but I think for the things I want to do with you, we should probably go to my room." Y/n gestured over Clyde's shoulder and he carefully removed himself from atop her and extended his hand. She took his hand and pulled him towards her bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them.

Clyde pushed her back against the door picking up where they had left off, letting his hands grip her ass. Y/n's hands pushed against Clyde's chest causing him to stumble back. Y/n started to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse slowly, watching his gaze be drawn away from her face to her now exposed blue bra.

"Okay, your turn." Y/n pushed and Clyde pulled the bottom of his shirt up and over his head, tossing it in the corner and shaking his hair out. Y/n was pleasantly surprised by the definition Clyde had from his shoulders to his hips. He wore such loose baggy clothes, you could never have guessed he would be so fit beneath it. He wore at least 4 bracelets on his wrists and they now stood out next to his pale skin.

Y/n unclipped her bra, letting her tits bounce free. She watched the slight drop in Clyde's jaw as he gazed at them longingly. His hard on was obvious as it tented his shorts tightly. He knew slow and steady teasing wasn't going to work here. He wanted her as much as she wanted him and he couldn't wait.

"Fuck it." Clyde practically sprinted across the room slamming into Y/n roughly, connecting their lips again. He walked her backwards and laid her down on the bed so that he could take in how beautiful she was half naked on her bed, waiting to fuck him. It took everything in him not to cum in his pants just from the sight.

He let his body fall carefully on top of hers, moving his lips quickly to her nipples so he could flick his tongue against them, grip the neglected one in his hand and leave a trail of spit between them as he suckled at her tits.

"Oh...fuck." Y/n moaned pushing her hips up and catching him off guard. He moaned loudly making him stop. Y/n stared up at him and he was squeezing his eyes shut tight.

"So...I didn't think I would see you today so I'm not wearing any underwear." Clyde confessed with a chuckle.

"Does that mean I can't touch you?" Y/n asked snorting a laugh.

"No no you can absolutely touch me, I'm just letting you know that I'm at like a 70% on blowing my load already so if you could just give me a minute..." Clyde sat back for a second and watched Y/n unbuttoned her shorts, sliding them down with her panties being careful not to touch Clyde in the process.

"You just let me know when I can touch you without it being a problem." Y/n ran her fingertips along her cunt, biting her lip as Clyde practically drooled just seeing how slick she was.

He didn't waste anymore time trying to stay strong. He dropped to his knees next to the bed, letting his face fall between her thighs, lapping at the juices waiting to be suckled. Y/n sucked in a breath from the contact and Clyde was determined to make her cum in case he ended up cumming embarrassingly fast.

Clyde's tongue circled her clit, sucking on it tightly and using two fingers to collect her wetness. Any time his fingers touch a specific spot, her knees would shake like they were threatening to trap his head in her pussy.

"Oh god Clyde." Clyde continued tongue fucking her pussy, looking up through his lashes to watch her grip her tits tightly in her hands, writhing at his touch. Clyde had a secret passion for eating pussy. He hadn't be able to eat a ton of girls out but it was one of the bookmarked porn searches he constantly made sure to use during the week. All he wanted to do was make Y/n cum so he could taste her.

"I-If you don't stop, I'm going to c-cum." Y/n said it like a threat but she could feel Clyde's smile against her cunt. Y/n's hands reached for the top of his head, grinding against his face while moaning loudly. Clyde could feel her cumming, quaking around his fingers and releasing her juices until they were running down his chin. She rode his face and fingers until she snapped her legs like a Venus fly trap around his head begging for him to stop. He let his palm run up her stomach to crawl back to her lips and she had tears on her face.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Clyde was worried for a second until she yanked him by the back of his neck to kiss her. Clyde felt chills when their skin connected. Y/n's breathing was erratic as she used her feet to try and shove his shorts from his body.

"I'm-I'm not going to last long..." Clyde pleaded but she didn't care. All she wanted was to feel his cock inside of her. She gripped his now exposed cock feeling how slick with precum it was before lining it up to her hole.

"F-fuck." Clyde squeezed his eyes shut at the feeling of her handling his cock and the tight, wetness he was met with once she pulled him in. They simultaneously moaned loudly. His thrusts were staggered and sloppy at best, Y/n clawing at the skin of his ass for him to be deeper inside of her.

"Fuck Clyde. I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel you." Y/n begged. Clyde pumped his hips almost violently to give her what she wanted, what they both wanted. Clyde fucked through his orgasm, feeling almost as though he hadn't cum in forever as he shot ropes of cum into Y/n. She swiveled her hips with a groan feeling the heat painting the insides of her cunt and feeling at peace. Clyde's arms started to buckle and he flopped onto her breast, covered in sweat and shaking. Y/n ran her hands through his sweaty hair, cooing at him so he could catch his breath. She let him stay flaccid inside of her, feeling his cum running down her ass onto her sheets. The both of them laid completely spent, trying to breath and be as still as possible.

#I started writing this when I got covid so hopefully it doesn't suck post covid #Clyde #electrick children #Clyde x Y/n #One Long Weekend #One Long Weekend Series #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #I'm so sad this is ending #16/18

[vldlance]

just hiding-in-an-alley-from-the-galra things

#klance #keith kogane #lance mcclain #klance art #voltron #don’t know if this is good don’t know if i like it but! i’m trying to post more sketchy stuff so here you go #if i look later and it sucks i’ll just delete it and blame covid #juno.txt #my art

[waters-and-the-wilde]

mmmmmm Rita sending Space Snapchats (tm) to Mick during S5. eventually culminating with a half close-up Rita selfie/half Juno conked out in the backseat of the Ruby with Some Guy (also conked out) (in the most weird-ass folded up pretzel configuration across the rest of the backseat) (under Juno’s coat) (head in Juno’s lap) (can’t even see his face it’s mostly just a very pointy elbow) (and Juno’s hand in his hair)

caption just says ‘got him!!!’

#i got covid earlier this week and im mostly okay but everything low-key sucks and this is what’s getting me through my day #she knows about the ‘get your man’ conversation #obviously #it’s cc’d to Puck #and Frannie #the penumbra podcast #juno steel #peter nureyev #rita my beloved

[mushiemadarame]

#ofmd #ofmd fanart #our flag means death fanart #our flag means death #blackbonnet #doodle #took me a month to finally finish this because i got covid and life sucks

[dollsdesires]

A bunch of my posts have been flagged and it looks like my blog has been flagged/hidden as well 😣. Please follow my backup @dollsdesiresx just in case this account gets removed completely 🥺💔

@dollsdesiresx

#this sucks #as if I haven’t had enough fucked up shit on my plate lately #covid is still working my ass😩 #😭😭😭 #my words #dollsdesires text

[bigmammallama5]

Man if a mild case of covid makes me feel bad for over a week im afraid of how badly i would feel with a more severe case…

#stupid rant is stupid #covid 19 #im mostly better #still have some congestion #ears are still sensitive and i have most of my taste and smell back #fatigue is finally gone for the most part #that fucking sucked lmao

[hotwaterandmilk]

My scanner decided to essentially brick itself with some obscure firmware error that the manufacturers have shrugged about and washed their hands of. Cool!

I've ordered a new device (different manufacturer this time) but that was a financial hit I didn't really need in the lead up to my birthday.

Anyway, I have a lot of stuff scanned already for August so this shouldn't delay the things I had planned, I just wanted to complain :(

#personal #between this and the low-middle income tax offsets being removed #smacking all us peasants with high tax bills this year #and the fatigue i'm still enduring from covid #i just can't seem to win #but i refuse to let any of this beat me #i'm going to share nice art and smile #so suck on that universe

[gentil-minou]

I wish the narrative around getting covid for the first time in 2023 wasn't 'wow you haven't gotten it yet?' Like it's some inevitability instead of something like 'maybe we shouldn’t be pretending everything is totally fine' idk just a thought

#anyways i got covid #it sucks

[manhattan-gamestop]

I think tumblr is better at talking about the severity of Covid than a lot of platforms, but the posts I see on here do a terrible job at highlighting that you can do everything right and *still get it*. And I don't say that to be a pessimist, but because it can be incredibly invalidating for people who have been masking, up-to-date on boosters, etc. and got Covid bc even though we did everything we could, it still feels like our fault that we had it. So if that describes your experiences with Covid I just wanna say I see you, I feel you, and you are not alone

#while the physical parts of Covid sucked it destroyed my mental health worse than all of it #in part bc of that rhetoric #it left me with the sentiment that I was suffering because it was my fault #even tho I still wear masks everywhere I go and got the booster last month #and yeah you could say that a post telling you to do these things doesn't apply to you if you already are #it still has that underlying stigmatization that Covid is at the blame of the person who contracts it #tracking tag #rambling #current events