#“i'm cold.”

[autobot2001]

Worried Over a Cold

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: T Warning: brief talk of poor mental health Pairing: Drift X Jamie (OC) Description: I have a few short stories about Drift being sick. It’s Crosshairs’ turn. The story focuses on a portion of the first day. The entire duration of being sick would be a long story.

@juneofdoom day 29: "I'm cold." & fever

Drift didn’t think he’d see Crosshairs still asleep at eight in the morning. Crosshairs consistently exercises at six AM while Drift opted for a rest day. He also notices the extra blankets layered on Crosshairs. Drift knows fifty degrees is a little cold but not cold enough to require two extra blankets on top of the winter blanket Crosshairs already has on his bed. Drift goes to take a shower.

Crosshairs is awake when Drift walks out of the bathroom. He waits on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, for Drift to finish in the bathroom. “You feeling ok?” “I’m cold.” Drift retrieves the thermometer from his subspace, relieved he didn’t return it to his first aid kit capsule. “You have a low-grade fever.” Crosshairs groans, displeased. He reluctantly agrees to go back to bed, knowing he’s unwell and unable to argue with Drift’s instructions. He goes to the bathroom as intended, takes cold medicine, and returns to bed. For once, Crosshairs wants tea. He doesn’t hate the drink but prefers coffee. Drift tells him he’ll make eggs and toast for breakfast, laughing at Crosshairs’ dismay at Drift telling him no bacon.

Crosshairs is still awake when Drift returns with breakfast. He feels up to eating and hopes the tea will help warm him. “What are we doing about Jamie?” Crosshairs asks. “I can see if Sideswipe wants to play video games with her, but since he has brought his PlayStation Five here a few times, she’ll insist that he does that today. I’m concerned about her possibly worrying about you.” “That’s concerning. She is familiar with the extent of our medical training. Although our skills are not as extensive as the medics below, they are sufficient to decide if we need to go to the medbay." “She won’t argue if we tell her to leave the room, but she’ll be fine playing video games with Sideswipe on the couch.” Crosshairs eats the bowl of scrambled eggs and one piece of toast with butter before returning to bed. He drinks the hot tea, feeling the hot liquid help warm him.

Crosshairs is asleep when Jamie wakes up. Drift tells her that Crosshairs is sick with a cold. He shows her the breakfast he made her which was covered to keep the food warm and takes out the stainless steel travel mug full of coffee from his subspace. Jamie sits on the couch, watching TV while eating. Drift texts the twins about Crosshairs being sick and asks Sideswipe if he wants to play video games with Jamie. Sunstreaker adds that he’ll attempt to get Jamie to work on a painting with him. Drift wants to keep Jamie busy and hopefully not worrying about Crosshairs. He is concerned that she is worrying about Crosshairs.

Sideswipe comes by with his PlayStation Five to play video games with Jamie. The brothers see how concerned Jamie is. “I think you should tell Rung,” Sunstreaker whispers, “that’s not good that she’s worried this much.” “I don’t know. What’s he going to do?” “You’re right,” Sunstreaker sighs, “I’ll stay here with them. Make the soup you make when Jamie is unwell. Drift nods in agreement. He puts his boots on, grabs his phone, and leaves the room. Sunstreaker sits on the couch. Jamie is between the two brothers. Sunstreaker suspects Jamie and Sideswipe will play video games for hours.

Crosshairs is up three hours later. His phone tells him it’s eleven-fifteen. He knew Sideswipe would play games with Jamie, but he didn’t think Sunstreaker would stay with them. Crosshairs sits at the desk, watching the two play a racing game. He assumes Drift will be here with lunch soon. Sunstreaker acknowledges Crosshairs is awake. He knows Crosshairs took cold medicine and is feeling well for now.

Drift returns with a cart. On the cart is the tall stock pot of soup with five bowls stacked, five spoons, and a ladle. There’s also a box of saltines. Drift smiles, seeing Crosshairs is awake and eyeing the pot of soup. Jamie sees Crosshairs sitting at the desk and stands up to go to him. Drift gestures to the twins to let her. Crosshairs hugs Jamie. “I’m fine, it’s a cold. You know Ratchet programmed our holoforms to get sick like humans.” “Unfortunately,” Sideswipe complains but smiles, hearing Jamie laugh. Drift gets bowls of soup for everyone and himself. He sits on the coffee table and Crosshairs moves the desk chair closer. While eating, Sunstreaker talks about doing a painting with Jamie. The four mechs worry about Jamie’s hesitation. Crosshairs convinces Jamie by expressing his desire to have a painting on the wall beside his bed. This isn’t a lie. Crosshairs loves the paintings Jamie does with Sunstreaker.

��We must inform Rung,” Crosshairs says to Drift after the others leave, “he may not be much help, but surely he can do something.” “No, there isn’t,” Drift says while putting the dishes on the cart, “her fear of losing us is in overdrive. We’ve been telling her you’ll be fine,” once the last bowl is in the cart, Crosshairs hugs Drift, “her mental health is getting worse. I’m unsure of our next move. I’m so tired of only protecting and caring for her.” Drift leaves the room with the cart. Crosshairs grabs his blanket from his bed to lie on the couch and watch TV. He’s troubled by Jamie’s being in overdrive. Questioning if she had a nightmare, but it wasn’t as terrifying as usual. Crosshairs knows he should rest rather than worry about Jamie. He regrets not having Jamie and Sideswipe stay in the room and continue to play video games. Then he could help her relax. Crosshairs turns on the TV.

As Crosshairs watches TV, he feels the evidence that the medicine is wearing off. Before he feels unwell to get off the couch, Crosshairs gets the box of tissues from the bathroom, the trash bin beside the door, and his water bottle from his nightstand. He lies back on the couch.

It’s not long before Crosshairs is dealing with cold symptoms. One sneeze caused a runny nose and coughing starts. Crosshairs is annoyed but avoids additional medication. He will take more tonight to sleep. Drift walks into the room, hearing Crosshairs cough and sneeze. “Unbelievable,” Crosshairs complains, “I know I’m doing this to myself, but I’m holding off on more medicine until tonight.” “Let me see if we have cough drops, then I’ll make you more tea.”

Drift finds cough drops in a drawer in the bathroom. Crosshairs thanks Drift as Drift hands him the small package of cherry-flavored Halls, but tells Drift he’ll wait until he finishes the tea. Uncertain if the cough drops will make the tea taste nasty.

Tea soothes Crosshairs’ throat, and the honey added helps with the cough. Crosshairs returns to bed, seeking sleep once more.

As soon as Crosshairs is comfortable, he feels like he’s going to throw up. He rushes to the toilet. Once done throwing up, Crosshairs sits on the couch. While Drift believes the coughing resulted in throwing up, he checks Crosshairs’ temperature. He is concerned about this being the flu instead. “Still a low-grade fever. I think the nasty cold bugs have been hitting us.” Crosshairs takes the small trash bin to place by his bed and goes back to bed. Drift puts the box of tissues and stainless steel mug of tea on the nightstand. Sitting on the couch, Drift struggles to disregard Jamie’s overly worried attitude towards Crosshairs’ sickness.

After an hour, Crosshairs awakens because of a cough. “Oh frag it,” he sits on the couch beside Drift, “you don’t have to stay here,” he realizes something distracts Drift, “Drift?” “I hate how worried Jamie is.” “She wasn’t when you were sick. She wasn’t pleased at having to stay away from you. You were worried more than her.” “You’re — scrap, that’s it. She had a nightmare about something happening to you. She finds out you’re sick the next morning. Kicking her fear into overdrive even as she’s told it’s a cold.” “Rung cannot do anything, but his awareness and documentation are important. You know he wants to keep track of things like this.” “I know, I hate telling him because he feels guilty for not knowing how to help Jamie.” Drift leaves the room. Crosshairs watches TV, troubled by Jamie’s nightmare and worried she stayed up for hours before falling asleep, and didn’t want to disturb him or Drift. Despite the less terrifying nightmare, Crosshairs still dislikes Jamie’s actions.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[marypsue]

Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.

All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.

[smoosie]

(Which arm, Viktor, huh ? Which one ??)

They were not a couple so, Jayce (who had a very bad day and just wanted to hug it out) proceeded to freak out, backed out of the lab and never mentioned it again but, Astral Viktor, that mf ? He'd be delighted to remind Jayce of that moment in time, of that missed call and watch him die from embarrassment and resentment over himself

(I'm glad they've never beaten the gay allegations and never will)

[somewhereincairparavel]

"jason is a knockoff watered down percy" NO hear me out, jason actually parallels annabeth immensely, sharing SO many similarities with her personality, not percy, in this essay I will-

edit: my full analysis is out now! here

[title]

“May I rest my weary head on your shoulder?” (insp.)

In the Mood for Love (2000), Rafiki (2018), Cold War (2018), Your Name Engraved Herein (2020), But I’m a Cheerleader (1999), Moonlight (2016), Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019), And Then We Danced (2019), Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), My Own Private Idaho (1991), Anatomy of a Fall (2023), Lovesong (2016), God’s Own Country (2017), The Handmaiden (2016), Notorious (1946)

[canisalbus]

[hylialeia]

love when emails start off with “DO NOT REPLY”. like oh yeah way ahead of you brother

[acekindaneat]

Happy Christmas Eve Eve ❄️

[zondearts]

I wanted to draw her with some birds ok?

[tapeworrmart]

What if James was always onimously soaked through as a nod to his ending

[radiosummons]

This is supposed to be the outfit that "protects" Link from acquiring frostbite pfffttt

Between this top and the mandatory acrylics that come with the new arm, gotta say I'm loving how much Nintendo keeps leaning into GNC Link XD

MINI UPDATE: (Guys, I've already updated this post with the correct info. The "protects" part was supposed to be a joke about how skimpy the outfit was. I didn't realize the outfit gave an attack bonus at first, either. That was it. That was the post. You don't need to keep sending me messages trying to inform me about the frost attack. I know, I promise).

Update I: Just realized they gave him a set of blue acrylics for his left hand

Link really do be out here serving cunt 💅💅✨✨

Update II: Many thanks to the people who pointed out that this outfit gives you a special frost attack when in cold temperature areas, it doesn't actually protect you from the elements. I'll be honest, I am purposely avoiding any guides or walkthroughs for my TotK playthrough (since I'm trying to replicate my BotW experience). When I found the Frostbite Shirt, I was just happy that I finally had a piece of clothing that I thought could protect me from dying of hypothermia (was chugging spicy elixirs like you wouldn't believe) so I didn't notice the attack bonus until a bunch of you pointed it out lol

[inkskinned]

actually sometimes being neurodivergent is great bc you have a particular kind of Silly Mode that just . manifests glory. harmless fun is my precious side quest & i have a high score in whimsy. like okay if i gotta be the first dork in the dance pit it's gonna be me and this random toddler and we're gonna avril-style rock ouuuuttt

[dalvs-wife]

all i'm saying is that one of them probably had to carry clover's body to that coffin in the castle

edit: read the first tag, thank you

[egophiliac]

popping back in for a couple seconds, because I am obsessed with these two throwaway characters from the last new year's bit. I need to know more about this fancy overdramatic theater kid and IT nerdling's more-likely-than-you'd-think friendship.

(brb, building an entire mental headcanon around these random characters who will literally never appear again. they have a whole sitcom together...in my heart.)

[obsesssedblerd]

thinking about gojo asking nanami, "hey, how was your trip?" and nanami just softly smiles as he has flashbacks of fucking you, his beautiful wife, on every surface of the lovely hotel you stayed in while visiting malaysia together. then he'll just nod and say it was a much-needed trip. he definitely thinks he got you pregnant.