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prince-kallisto · 1 month

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I am looking so disrespectfully right now Omg omg (warning for the absolute incoherent and down bad ramble underneath annxjxhd)

HAVE YOU. HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A MAN SO BEAUTIFUL THAT YOU CRIED OFUCHBX I WISH I WAS JOKING BUT I ACTUSLLY BURST INTO TEARS WHEN I SAW THIS GROOVY FROM HIW HAPPY I WAS TO SEE ALL THE STAFF MEMBERS IN SUCH A BEAUTIFUL ART STYLE😭😭😭😭😭😭

HIS CHEST AUGHVFHDHFHHFBFABUGU ZUXHD UCHC FROTHING AT THE MOUTH AUHGHHOUCHHF HIS WAISTTTT LOOK AT IT 😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 (*´∀｀*) I’m just biased but he looks so huggable,,,ALSO THE CLEAR LOOK ST THE SEQUINED DESIGN ON HIS VEST THANK YOU ITS SUCH A GOOD REFERENCE🙏🙏🙏

ANXJSBXBDBF LOOK YOU CAN SEE A BIT OF HIS ARM UNDERNESTH HIS SLEEVES IM

THE WAY HIS COAT COLLAR GETS A LITTLE CREASED BECAUSE OF GRIM 😭😭😭AND HIS SHOULDER FEATHERS OMG AND THE BEND AT THE BRIM OF HIS HAIR IM-

HIS EARSSSSSSSSS AUGUFHDHHXD S THEYRE SO POINTY ABDHXHDH AHHHH BITING THEM BITING THEM AND HIS WINK??? OSHVJSJDBAHXNND DHHCBSBZBXBBS SBBXBDBbzbdbsbwhHdh

His hand,,,I want to hold it ancjsnchshbe😳😳😳 THEY REALLY PUT CROWLEY FRONT AND CENTER IN THIS ART AUGUHHHHHVCXBBXBD SHS CROWLEYYYY THE CLAWSSSSS

HIS HAIR IS SO WISPY AHXJBAHGUG THE WAY ITS RENDERED AHHHHHHXHXH HIS HAIRSTYLE IS SO CUTE HIS FRONT BANGS AHHH 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

ANUGH DHCH THE CREASES AND FABRIC FOLDS ST HIS PANTS AUGHHHH THE DETAIL IM SO SNXJDN IM SOBBING AUFHHH AND RHE CURVES OF HIS BELT AHHHH (apologies Crowley for the zoom in right there, I had to admire the art🤧)

HIS CHEST PELAS EAUCH SHCB BEB I HAVE THINGS I WANT TO SAY BUT I WILL KEEP IT TO MYSELF,,,SOBBING AUHG CHBX BLESS THE SHADING AND LIGHTING

The lighting and shading is so gorgeous,,,it really looks so dreamy and beautiful ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

AND HOW COULD I NOT MENTION HIS SMILE AHHHHHHHHHHH😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HIS FANGS HIS FANGS HIS FANGS IM BARING MY NECK SO HARD RN PLEANSNSNDJXJSBD WE WON SO HARD HIS MODEL DOESNT HAVE SNY FANGS BUT HE GOT EXTRA POINTY FANGS IN THIS ART AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHH HE LOOKS SO HAPPY I LOVE HIM UHF HSHXHD AHAHABXBBX BDBXBXBXBAJAUHHHFHHDH AND THE BIT OF HAIR FROM THE BACK BRUSHING AGAINST HIS NECK ANXHHCJXJ I WISH THAT STRAND OF HAIR WAS ME UAUFHHH PLEASE TAKE MY HAND IN MARRIAGE CROWLEY ID DO MY BEST EVERYDAY SO YOU CAN SMILE LIKE THIS ALWAYS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

I can’t even begin to describe the joy I felt today. Anjdjsd im crying again over the silly birb man, I’m just really emotional today ahhh 😭😭😭 seeing his smile makes me feel so happy 🐦‍⬛

#Crowley thoughts #twst spoilers #twst jp spoilers #kallistopost #if this post didn’t make it obvious enough already I cry really easily with any strong burst of emotions ANXJDJNXBD

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pxchinko-addict · 3 years

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“Huh? Think I can’t handle you? Watch me.” Zarina smirked as she tugged Osomatsu to herself, having him sit on her lap. It didn’t bother her at all. The weight was irrelevant to her as she was quite fit and not afraid to have a man to settle himself on her lap like this. The impact was actually more pleasant, the smell of soap and clean clothes made her immediately wrap her hands around him and nuzzle into him. Osomatsu was caged now, trapped in her embrace, getting to sense the smell of mint and smoke from her. Smoking before was not the best idea but still. “You’re huggable, of course, I’ll use it to my advantage.” Zarina laughed as she gave him a squeeze as if he was a teddy bear. “You’re warm, too. Wanna stay like this for a bit, have no one to hug these days.”

Just like that━ his confidence completely dissipated. That was a theme for Osomatsu. He talked like he was all that when it came to girls. When they actually returned his advances, however? Why, he froze right in place. He even acted cowardly, as he was paranoid that he might ruin the relationship. He had come to believe that he had no chance with women. “ I━ W-Wait... ” He started to speak, only for his voice to die in his throat when she grabbed hold of him. The heat immediately rushed to his cheeks, his eyes widened and he gasped loudly. “ O-Oi! I said wait a━ ” His protests fell on deaf ears. He was soon settled atop of her lap. An audible gulp sounded from him. His heart was pounding so hard, that he thought it was going to explode from within his chest. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at her.

He bit his lip when her arms wrapped around his frame. He had gotten slightly chunky from being so inactive. “ Is... Is this really how it should be? Sh-Shouldn’t you be sitting in my lap? ” His voice had taken a squeakier pitch. Despite what he was saying, he was secretly enjoying himself. Her smell━ the minty perfume was oddly soothing. Her voice━ she was speaking so close to his ears that it was overwhelming. He actually had to clasp his hands to his ears. Her body heat━ she felt so warm. ( That’s what he thought about her, anyway. ) “ Gh━!! ” He exclaimed as her arms squeezed him. “ How long are you planning on sitting with me like this?! ” ( He said that, yet he wanted it to last as long as possible. He’d never... had a women that close to him before. The eldest was also desperate not to disappoint her. )

#zorkaya #{ ' 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 ? ' ;; asks }

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yellow----daisy · 5 years

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Worldwide

This is a Caddipaul rarepare fic that takes place after the Paul bad end/when Caddy gets sent back to England. Caddy and Paul have been dating long before Hana came around. So spoilers for Paul route

The loud sound of a cell phone ringing filled Caddy's room. It was extremely late, who the hell was calling at this ungodly hour? Caddy groaned as he was forced awake. He turned over and grabbed his phone, his eyes squinting at the sudden light illuminating from it. He calmed down when he saw who it was. He quickly sat up and answered with a small smile.

"Paul??"

"Hey." Came the all too familiar voice on the other end. "I didn't wake you up did I?"

"Uh no! Of course not!" Caddy lied. He didn't want to worry Paul.

"You say that every time but I always call you after class. Last I checked when it was daytime here, it's nighttime where you are."

"Sh. It doesn't matter. I'm always willing to talk to you no matter what time it is. Now what's up? How was class?"

"Alright. Pretty much the same since you left. Just as miserable."

"I'm sorry baby. But it'll be ok."

"Yeah..actually! I dunno if it's the same at your new school but, spring break is coming up for Asagao. I was thinking of...dropping by?"

"When would you be coming over?"

"Next week?"

"I think I can manage that. You know what city I'm in right? And what airport to go to?"

"I know the city but not the airport."

Caddy giggled. "I'll text it to you later. I'm too tired to remember right now. I'll meet you there next week."

"See you there! I love you!"

"Love you too. Miss you. Make sure to tell everyone else I miss them too. Except Hana."

Paul laughed this time. "So the usual. Got it."

"Do you still even talk to Hana?"

"Not since the incident."

"Good. How is everyone by the way?"

"Alright. Things have been a little more somber with you gone. Hidden Block especially. They're hardly gonna be able to make it to the tournament this year. Normalboots misses you but they're also worried about me at the same time. Nick and Josh especially."

"Oh god…"

Caddy and Paul talked for hours on end. To the point where Caddy fell asleep while still on the phone. That always tend to happen. When Caddy woke up that morning he sent Paul the airport and the time he should leave Asagao for him to show up in England in the morning. Paul spent most of his last day before break getting ready for his trip. You could just see the excitement on his face. Once he was finished packing, he went out with Nick and Josh to spend some last minute time with his best friends, and to get something special for Caddy. The three even went to the airport together when it was time and Nick and Josh watched Paul fly off.

Caddy was waiting in the airport since 9 in the morning. Hours before Paul was set to land. What can he say? He just couldn't wait. He was bouncing with excitement the entire wait and the entire drive there. He spent so much time looking at the clock and counting down the milliseconds. When he heard Paul's plane had landed he had never got up and ran so fast before in his life. He watched over the sea of people and even jumped so he could see Paul. The moment the two caught eyes, you couldn't stop them from smiling. Paul ran as fast as he could through the crowd until he was met with the Brit he loved so much. He picked him up and spun him around, just like the movies. Caddy held on tight as the two laughed. Once Paul set Caddy down, Caddy attacked his face with kisses. When he was finished with that, he hugged Paul so tight it was as if he let go he'd lose him.

"Oh my god I missed doing that do much." He said, almost in Paul's chest.

"I missed it more~" Paul teased causing Caddy to look up at him.

"We are not starting that."

"Fine fine. I still missed you." He gently kissed Caddy's lips.

"I missed you too." Caddy responded after Paul pulled away. "How about we go back to my place? I talked with my parents and they said you could stay with us for the week. They'll even let you sleep in my room with me. We just..have to behave."

Paul smiled. "Sounds great!"

Caddy took Paul's hand and they left the airport. When they arrived at Caddy's house, Caddy's sister Rosie was the first to greet them. She was sitting on the couch and she looked up from her video game as Caddy entered. She had a smirk on her face.

"Ooooooo! Is this your boyfriend Caddy?"

Caddy huffed. "Yes. Rosie, this is Paul. Paul, this is my little sister Rosie."

Paul smiled and waved at her. "Nice to meet you."

"You better not play around with my brother while you're here. Actually, maybe you should. I'd love to see James get in trouble."

Caddy rolled his eyes and took Paul off to his bedroom.

"Have fun you two~!" Rosie called out as they walked away. Paul dropped his stuff off in the room, deciding he'd unpack later. Caddy was going to take Paul to meet his parents, but before that Paul decided to give Caddy his special gift he bought with Nick and Josh.

"Hey Caddy. Before we do that," he reached into his suitcase. "I have something for you."

"You do? That's funny actually. I got something for you too."

Paul turned around with his hands behind his back. "Wanna trade them off at the same time?"

"I don't see why not."

Caddy turned around and reached into his dresser. He then turned back around with his hands behind his back.

"On the count of three?"

"Count of three!"

"One.."

"Two.."

"Three!!"

They both pulled out plushies from behind their backs. Paul has a Bash Bandicoot plushie that was pretty big and huggable while Caddy has an adorable Spike The Beetle plush. They both gasped in unison.

"Awwww! Baaaaabe!" They also said in unison. They traded off the plushies and smiled brightly at each other. Caddy gave Paul a kiss as thanks. They set the plushies down on Caddy's bed for a bit as Caddy introduced Paul to his parents. The meeting went very well. Caddy's parents were skeptical at first considering Paul was part of the reason Caddy was home and miserable but they warmed up pretty quick. For the entire week Caddy took Paul around various places around England. Places he used to go to as a kid and even new places he's never gone. It was the best week of their lives. Even when Paul had to leave they were both a lot happier back at home not only because they had the best spring break they'd never forget, but they both had a new friend to cuddle each night that reminded them of the other boy.

#caddipaul #asagao paul #asagao caddy #asagao academy #continue?#caddicarus #rarepare #spoilers #the title totally isn't a big time rush reference

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rickiewrites · 5 years

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Creepie Love (CreeperxNergalJr)

Just wanted to try taking a crack at a crossover fanfiction

Deep down in the molten center of the Earth’s core loud wails filled the air along with heavy sobbing, “how could this happen? My boy, my baby boy!” “Dad...Dad!” the wailing was cut short by the sound of a suitcase slamming, “can you please stop with the dramatics?” “Now Jr, go easy on your father. He’s still grieving” his mother commented as his father cried into her shoulder clinging to her as he sobbed. “You know how attached he’s been to you since you were just a little egg.” With a long groan, he pulled off his glasses rubbing his temples in frustration at his father’s hysterics. It wasn’t enough to be the son of a demonic creature from the center the Earth, he had to have a clingy father too. “I haven’t been an egg since winter camp when I hatched and ‘borrowed’ this body, which was about eighteen years ago” he explained putting his glasses back on before packing another bag. “Oh right! It’s been so long I suppose we all just accepted this as being your natural form, whatever happened to the b-” “Mom, don’t think about it too much, this is my body now okay? We should just leave it at that.” She nodded not wanting to think her own son might have ever been capable of heinous acts against anyone despite who his father might be. “Anyway, this is a huge change for your father. You’re leaving town to go to college after all! Why must you go so far away from home, anyway? Your cousin Billy got into Endsville U with Mandy and Irwin.” He surveyed the room for any items he may have missed after his parents barged in. “Billy only got in because Grim tricked the board into accepting his application so they can all stick together. And that is exactly what I want to get away from now that I’m an adult.” “I don’t want to constantly be caught up in the crazy bullshit adventures of Billy and Mandy. Monsters overrunning the town, Grim’s scythe always being stolen, and the fact they’re a magnet for every supernatural nutcase in existence," he glanced at his father “no offense dad,". Nergal sniffled wiping his nose on his sleeve “none taken, son”, Jr smiled patting his shoulder “I just want to spend my college years in peace and be, ya know, normal.” Meanwhile at the Dweezewold Mansion in Middlington ants marched in a neat little line carrying clothing from a bedroom closet all the way to an old trunk at the foot of a bed. “Thanks for the help guys, I really appreciate it,” said Creepie Creecher bringing a framed family photo to the trunk carefully placing it inside “I’m almost packed.” On her bed, her mother wiped away tears as her father stood close by for comfort “oh my little girl, even after watching thousands of little ones grow up and leave the nest over the years it hasn’t gotten any easier to see my babies go”. Creepie came to her mother’s side sitting on the bed “leaving is hard for me too mom, but I need to go out and see the world on my own. Really figure out my place among humans and where I fit in as an adult, I made some good friends as a kid and I want to make even more as an adult.” “But no matter how far apart we are you guys are my family and I will always love you, nothing can change that” she reassured her before getting up to close the trunk once it was filled. “I’m all set! Time to get on the road” she got into an old purple pick up truck looking out the window at her family who all waved goodbye to her from the porch. With a deep breath to calm her nerves, she gave one last goodbye before starting up the truck and heading down the road. Down at sunny Pendragon U freshmen were coming in for move-in day the parking lot jam-packed with cars and upperclassmen directing traffic to prevent any incidents from over-eager students. Near a secluded back part of the school, the ground opened up to reveal bright red flames and small demons trying to crawl up onto to Earth before being dragged back in by black tentacles. In a swift movement, Jr hoisted himself up by his tentacles once the demons were pulled back down “ugh I hate when vermin tag along” he muttered lowering to the ground closing his hand into a fist to make the crater close. “Easy as traveling underground is, I should look into a bike or something since I doubt people would be cool with me opening up the gates of hell just to grab a burger” he blew out a small flame on his shoulder before grabbing his bag and to check in. While crossing the parking lot to his dorm he absent-mindedly walked out in front of a truck that screeched to stop to keep from running her over. He looked up at the driver to see a young woman with multicolored hair holding a hand to her chest panting shaken from the event. When she finally regained her composure she stuck her head out the window “are you crazy? Be more careful dude you almost became roadkill!” He held his hands up laughing nervously “sorry!” he yelled before running off to the check-in line once cars behind her started honking at her to move. She sighed quickly going to a parking spot “great job Creepie, here for a few seconds and you almost run a guy over” she groaned resting her head against the steering wheel “what am I doing here?” Jr looked back from his spot in line at the parking lot “I just got here and I almost got killed because I wasn’t paying attention, get it together Jr” he muttered to himself hitting the top of his head “be normal!” Soon all the chaos finally ended when parents said their last goodbyes and everyone received their room assignments to get settled in for the night. Jr moved his way out of a crowded elevator onto his dorm room floor to be greeted by a bubbly brown-haired girl in a unicorn t-shirt “hello there!” she yelled happily. “My name is Chris-Alice, I’m the RA for this floor. Since you are the last to move in you must be Nergal Jr, Welcome to Pendragon University!” she pulled a party popper raining confetti down on him before handing him a small welcome basket. Before he had time to react she grabbed his hand leading him down the hall “you’re really lucky ya know? This floor is for lottery students who won their own single rooms for the whole year! Even though you may room alone that doesn't mean you shouldn't go out and make tons of new friends!” “But, why is a woman my RA? Did I get put on the wrong floor?” he asked pulling his hand away from her looking up and down the hall. She gave a small giggle “what time period do you think we live in? This floor has single rooms and we foster the idea that if men and women can share apartment complexes with no problem, then sharing a floor should be easy as pumpkin pie!” She stopped in front of a door with a note pinned to it with name placing a large handbook, and a room key on top of the welcome basket. “Here we go! Room 66-” “Of course my dorm number is 66-” “9! Room 669 for Nergal Jr.” “Wait, what?” “You have everything you need in the welcome basket and the handbook covers all the rules and guidelines for this building. Remember to have everything you brought moved in by six so you can come down for the welcome party we are holding on the lawn for all freshman at seven.” Feeling she did her job she handed him a small card with her contact information for any further questions he may have later before heading off to greet other arrivals. Once she left Nergal went inside to get settled “I may have rigged the draw in my favor, but it’s best for everyone I room alone.” With a long sigh, he flopped down on the bed staring up at the ceiling allowing the reality of his situation to fully sink in. For the first time in his life, he wasn’t the side character getting dragged into someone else's’ mad little world, he was living his own life. Heyyyy Creepie!” Chris-Alice popped her head into a dorm room across the hall with an opened door “how are you enjoying your first day as a college girl?” Creepie was still unpacking her trunk placing books on her bookshelf “I almost ran some guy over with my truck in the parking lock, so...not too bad?” She stepped away from the shelf gesturing that her friend was welcomed to come inside “vehicular manslaughter is not a great way to start your college years” Chris-Alice commented placing a gift basket on her shelf. She took Creepie’s hand leading her over to the basket showing off all the items she out inside for her. “I am so happy you’re on my floor! I made sure to make a special welcome for both guys and gals!” “Special baskets?” “Yep! Like for yours, we have a yummy scented candle, some cafe coupons, a special college Bearington who is super huggable, and….” She pulled out a large black and yellow spray can causing Creepie to step back when she noticed the label. “A special value size can of daddy’s extra strength bug spray!” Creepie smiled pushing the can away with a single finger putting on a thankful smile “gee...thanks so much, Chris-Alice.” She smiled setting the can down “there’s a lawn party for all freshmen tonight to welcome everyone, you should come.” Before Creepie could refuse the offer Chris-Alice handed her an invitation wearing her down with her cheery smile causing her to take the invite with a sigh. “See ya tonight” she chimed before heading out Creepie waved with a small smile cursing peer pressure under her breath. Later on that night, everyone gathered on the lawn decorated in string lights the music almost drowned out by the student's conversations. “What am I doing here?” Creepie muttered to herself moving through the crowd, parties were never her scene and she didn’t see that changing anytime soon. When she noticed Chris-Alice serving mocktails, she saw her opportunity to get out here fast, all she needed to do was have a short conversation with her to show that she came and then she could bail. While moving through the crowd she bumped into something big and hard that gave a small grunt when she ran into it. She looked up to see an oversized muscle head in a red beanie and a black muscle shirt turn around to look at her. “Hey, I thought I was turning around to handsome dweeb his ass” he grinned looking her up and down, “but it seems I found something better.” “Sorry, I was just trying to get to my friend over by the drinks.” He stepped in her way when she tried to move past him “c' mon sweetheart, what’s your hurry?” “I just told you that I was going to see a friend.” “Your friend ain’t going anywhere, why don’t you and I get to know each other? Ya know I kinda got a thing for goth chicks.” “That’s amazing, but I am not the least bit interested in you.” When she tried to walk away again he grabbed her arm “what’s with the attitude? You bumped into me remember?” She growled trying to pull her arm from his grasp while he laughed at her attempts to get free “I like feisty girls.” “Spreg!” another man’s voice caught both their attention. When they turned to look she saw him, a pale guy with bright green eyes behind dark-framed glasses and black hair dressed in all black besides the blood red scarf around his neck. He stepped forward towards them smiling, “Hey...you’re that guy who I almos-” she stopped when she noticed the hand grasping her was trembling. “Still picking on people smaller than you? Tsk, tsk, I was sure you had already learned by now that you can’t do whatever you please just because you're bigger than someone else.” He placed his hand on top of the arm that held her giving Sperg a smile “if you like, I can always give you a refresher course.” Spreg pulled his arm away snorting trying to regain his composure and play off the genuine fear he felt from that thinly veiled threat “I don’t got time for you losers, anyway.” Creepie rubbed her wrist staring at the man who chased Spreg off “tch, fucking football scholarships…” he muttered watching Spreg disappear into the crowd. Once Spreg was gone he turned to her with real smile “Sorry about that, are you okay?” She nodded “thanks for the help, didn’t I almost run you over earlier today?” she asked. He looked up for a moment in thought snapping his finger when he finally remembered her “oh yeah, I’m sorry about that” he replied with a nervous laugh. He held his hand out “my name is Nergal Jr thanks for not flattening me earlier, a little too soon for a trip down to hell.” She giggled taking his hand shaking it “Creepie Creecher, thank you for rolling out of the way in time.” He took a step back when the finished shaking hands sticking his in his pocket “well, I better leave you to your fun” when he turned away from her she watched him take a few steps before stopping him. “Just a sec, you don’t have to be anywhere do you?” she smiled when he shook his head. “Then, how about we try out the drinks here? My friend is helping run the party, and it’s the least I can do after almost killing and being saved by you.” He turned around smiling following her as she gestured over to the refreshment table.

#the grim adventures of billy and mandy #billy and mandy #nergal jr #growing up creepie #creepie creecher #crossover ship #fanfiction #fan fiction #writing #fiction writing #shipping

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tossing-cookies · 7 years

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Big Hero 6

So I wrote this last year when random inspiration struck. SO YEAH. I WRITE FOR BIG HERO 6 TOO. HAVE THIS.

The dim light of the bedside lamp was enough for Tadashi to comfortably flip through the pages of his book. It was late, and he knew he would need to stop reading to go to sleep lest he desire to be groggy during class the next day, which is why he was grateful to be interrupted by the sound of Hiro's footsteps entering their loft bedroom. The younger boy had, Tadashi assumed, been in the workshop for hours as per usual, tweaking his bots for fights. "Finally decided to call it a night?" He laughed lightly, shutting the hardcover in his hands.

He expected a sarcastic jab, but as soon as Hiro's voice reached his ears, concern crashed over him. "Tadashi, I don't feel so good," came the gravelly moan.

Tadashi quickly set his book aside, his heart seizing in worry as his eyes gauged his brother's condition. The young adolescent was pale as the moon, cheeks flushed and sweaty, and he was visibly shaking as he leaned upon the wall for support, hand on his stomach. As Tadashi began to climb off his bed, he heard Hiro start to gag, and quickly grabbed the wastebasket. "Hang on, hang on...!"

In a flash, Tadashi was standing at his brother's side, holding the bin underneath Hiro's mouth, though he was not quite quick enough to avoid a small bit of vomit that had leaked just before the barrel was in place. He did his best not to cringe at the grotesque warmth it left on his hand. He instead used his other hand to gently stroke Hiro's back to ease the distress.

When the mouthful of bile was finished pushing itself up and out, Hiro coughed and spit into the barrel in an attempt to rid his lips of the lingering film of acid. "S-sorry," he whimpered.

Tadashi shook his head. "It's okay, kiddo. Are you all right?"

Hiro groaned, rubbing his stomach tenderly. "I just feel sick."

"Did you tell Aunt Cass?"

"No, I just came up and told you right now."

Tadashi sighed softly, giving Hiro's back a pat before letting his arm drop. However, it quickly moved back to assume its previous position to soothe as Hiro's body gave a small lurch, tensing to vomit again. Nothing came up but a small gagging sound and a cough. "Okay, head to the bathroom. I'm going to activate Baymax and have him take a look at you. I'll be there in a minute."

Hiro nodded, his body spasming with another heave, and quickly shuffled from the room, pressing his palm over his mouth. Tadashi watched him go and listened for the click of the door shutting. With the wastebasket still in his vomit-laden hand, the older Hamada directed the word, "help," to Baymax's idle box. Immediately, it opened, and the large mechanical nurse inflated.

"Hello, Tadashi. How may I be of assistance? I detect no abnormalities in your health," his friendly voice said.

Tadashi shook his head with a halfhearted smile. "Not for me, buddy. Hiro's not feeling too well. Can you take a look at him for me?"

Baymax nodded. "Of course."

After leading Baymax out of the bedroom and to the bathroom, Tadashi knocked on the door lightly before opening it. The sight of his younger sibling's shaking, sweating form laying over the toilet and panting with a miserable expression caused his chest to tighten. Tadashi placed the barrel on the counter top and quickly washed his hands of vomit. The barrel would have to wait to be cleaned. Helping his brother was more important. He walked to Hiro and knelt next to him, laying his hand between the boy's shoulder blades.

Baymax waddled into the narrow room, stopping a few inches away from where Hiro was trying to catch his breath. "Hello, Hiro. You seem to be in distress."

Hiro rolled his eyes. "You think?"

"I will scan you now." There was a brief pause before Baymax spoke again. "Scan complete. Your temperature and antibody levels are elevated. Your symptoms include stomach pain, nausea, vomiting, headache, dizziness, and fever. Diagnosis: rotavirus gastroenteritis. Treatments include, a pain reliever and fever reducer, such as ibuprofen or Advil, hydration, rest, and physical comfort." The huggable robot moved to Hiro and gave his head a pat. "There, there. You will be all right."

Tadashi looked up at his creation with a relieved smile, glad they had a diagnosis. It helped settle his mind, knowing for certain it was nothing too serious. "Thanks, Baymax. We're satisfied with our care."

"Please, call upon me if you require assistance again," Baymax offered before stepping out to deactivate at his charging port.

Tadashi got up to shut the door for privacy (but mostly to spare Aunt Cass the noise and odor) and then returned to Hiro's side. He exhaled deeply, a gentle expression softening his features. "I figured it was something like that. It's been going around lately. Gogo was absent all last week because of it. You might have picked it up from her when we hung out Saturday night."

Hiro coughed, flushing the dirty water away after wiping his mouth with a piece of toilet paper. "Ugh, great. Remind me to thank her next time she's over," he rasped sarcastically.

Tadashi laughed softly and gave Hiro's back a quick pat. "Feeling okay to head to bed?"

Laying his cheek on his arm resting over the toilet seat, Hiro groaned and shook his head. "Not yet. I feel like I'm gonna puke again."

"All right. Take as long as you need."

And time it took. It was no less than a half an hour later when the nausea finally ebbed enough for the retching to stop. By the time he was done vomiting and and ready to go back to their bedroom, Hiro's throat was burning, and exhaustion weighed him down. It was as if he had been vomiting all the energy his body had contained, and there was none left for movement. The only motion of his body was his breathing and shivering. He was grateful for Tadashi's warm hand rubbing his back the entire time. It facilitated the difficult process of relaxing.

When Hiro's vomiting had paused for about ten minutes, Tadashi thought it a good time to ask again whether his brother was calm enough to part with the commode. "Ready to go to bed now, kiddo?"

Eyes closed, Hiro nodded without saying a word. His tired mind was already half asleep. He made no motion to move, however, and Tadashi seemed to have expected as much, for he picked Hiro up gently, making sure his head was resting on his shoulder, then took him to bed.

Softly, he set Hiro onto the mattress, pulling the blankets over the young genius's shivering body. Hiro instinctively curled into the source of warmth and comfort, and was asleep within moments. Tadashi smiled and quietly made his way back to the bathroom to clean the wastebasket and acquire a few preparations. He emptied and rinsed the barrel thoroughly, then gathered a facecloth. He wet the fabric in the sink before heading back to his brother. He placed the trash bin next to Hiro's bed and placed the cool cloth on his forehead to help reduce the fever. It had been too risky to have him swallow medicine, fearing it may just come back up.

Before heading to bed himself, Tadashi went downstairs and filled a cup and a bowl with water. Hiro would need to stay hydrated and the cloth would need to be re-chilled periodically. He had informed Aunt Cass of their situation and his desire to stay home with Hiro to care for him while she ran the cafe. The kind woman was grateful and sorry for her poor nephew.

Tadashi slept for about two hours before he was awakened by harsh coughing that was followed by retching. He took a moment to shake off the fatigue, rubbing his stinging eyes, and trudged over to Hiro's side of the room. The young teen was sitting up with the barrel hugged to his chest. "Hey, buddy," Tadashi greeted softly as he sat down on his brother's bed and began to rub his back gently.

"S-sorry," Hiro choked thickly before another gurgle ran up his throat and into the bin.

Tadashi shook his head. "Don't worry, little bro. You're sick. You can't help it." He stayed by his younger sibling's side, rubbing his back and shushing him with whispered coos until around three in the morning when Hiro's stomach settled enough for him to sleep again. Tadashi had kept massaging Hiro's back until he was certain the boy was deep in slumber.

After dragging his tired body off of Hiro's bed, Tadashi cleaned the wastebasket and also fell back to sleep after returning it to Hiro's bed, face down on top of his blankets, too tired to care.

When Tadashi awoke again, the room was bright, and Hiro was still soundly sleeping, for which he was grateful. With a yawn, he slowly climbed out of bed and checked the wastebasket to see if he had slept through another spell of nausea. To his relief, the bin was clean, and the glass of water was empty. Hiro had kept down some water, which was reassuring. Concerns at ease, Tadashi quietly slipped downstairs to eat a late breakfast.

Hiro slept most of the afternoon, but around two o'clock his stomach decided it was time to heave up whatever it contained. Because he had not eaten since the day before, and had already thrown up whatever had still lingered in his belly last night, only small amounts of bile and water came up. It was retching more than anything else, trying to get rid of something that was not there.

Tadashi had been right there to offer comfort and support, of course. He could tell Hiro was in pain, for his face was bright red and tears were pooling in his eyes. Under his hand, he could feel how tense Hiro's back was. The retching was abrasive, and it sounded as if he could hardly breathe in between the convulsions of his stomach. "Sh... Try to relax," Tadashi cooed. "Breathe, breathe."

Hiro gasped and coughed weakly, panting for breath through a severely irritated trachea. When he finally caught his breath, crippling exhaustion swam through his dizzy head. With his body like lead, he leaned into Tadashi, groaning in agony. Vomiting had not alleviated the nausea and stomach pain. Hiro did not mind vomiting if he felt better afterward, but that was unfortunately not the case this time around. The knots in his belly were tight and seeming to continuously squeeze smaller and stronger.

Tadashi kept rubbing his back. "There you go, just breathe. You're all right," he soothed, using his other hand to move the trash bin back onto the floor. Hiro responded by instinctively huddling closer to the body of comfort providing heat that his own seemed not to retain. Tadashi moved his arm to hug Hiro around the shoulders and felt his forehead. The unusual warmth elicited a sigh.

"You okay?" The older brother asked gently.

Hiro nodded, breathing heavy still, eyes closed and face sweaty.

"Good. I'm going to get you a dose of medicine to tame that fever of yours, and then you can go back to sleep, okay?"

Again, Hiro only nodded.

Carefully, Tadashi eased his sibling back down and covered his trembling frame with the blanket. He grabbed the bucket to wash while he got the medication in the cabinet. He returned quickly with a glass of water, a couple pills, and the freshly cleaned wastebasket. "Here you go, buddy. Take these and then you can sleep. I know that's all you want to do right now."

Grimacing in annoyance, Hiro slowly peeled open his eyes and fumbled for the pills being offered. His arm was heavy and his weak muscles burned in protest. He was grateful when Tadashi took his hand and stabilized it, dropping the medication into his palm in the process. After Hiro placed the pills in his mouth, Tadashi helped him sip some water and left the rest on the bedside table.

Smiling as Hiro's eyes immediately closed to sleep, Tadashi reached down and gently stroked his hair. "Sweet dreams, kiddo. Feel better when you wake up."

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