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[imrllytootiredforthis]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE NEED MORE PUPPY JAKE😩😩 he has been on my mind for so longg😔 i just wanna hold him and kiss him and breed him just need him under me so bad. my pretty puppy jake :(

puppy jake<3

sweet puppy who stays home and waits for you all day-even if he's needy and wants you so bad, he's a good boy that waits.

sad puppy who wants nothing more than you to just be with him so he has no choice but to bury his nose into your pillow, fucking himself full with a dildo, imagining it was you inside of him instead of the stupid toy.

good puppy that sits obediently on his knees, panting and waiting for you to get off your phone, on an important phone call he could not care less about. but he’s still good because he’s a polite puppy.

needy puppy that gets impatient, meek whines escaping his throat, face flushing pink. who can’t help but start to hump your leg, his cock all leaky and desperate. pathetic puppy who goes completely dumb when you give him some kind of release, pushing your leg up to aide him in his uncoordinated thrusts. letting him suck on your fingers, drool dripping down his chin as his tongue swirls around your digits, trying so hard not to gag as he takes them down his throat<3

ungrateful puppy who can’t help but whine for more, wanting more of you in him. whether it’s his mouth or his hole it doesn’t matter, he just wants to be close to you so, so bad :(

[zuiz41]

Bday comic special!

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[youruinedmylifebynotbeingreal]

Slight season 7 spoilers because it’s based on some info revealed in the trailer!

Thinking about Soren and Corvus somehow getting separated from Ezran and Aanya at the orange place featured in the S7 trailer.

(This got a little out of hand so it’s going under a read more lol)

Corvus is internally freaking out. After everything that happened with Karim that he wasn’t able to protect Ezran from, and then everything in Katolis happening at the same time that he wasn’t able to protect Soren from, he’s worried. Sure, Ezran has Aanya and Zym who are more than capable of defending themselves. But that doesn’t stop his concern.

Soren, on the other hand, seems… fine? Which is equally concerning to Corvus. Soren seems more worried insofar as how long it will take them to find Ezran than anything else.

When Corvus inquires as to how Soren is so calm, he simply shrugs and explains that Corvus is there, of course he’s not worried. At Corvus’s shocked face, Soren continues, explaining that it’s Corvus. Soren has never met anybody so good at their job. He’s the best tracker in Katolis - nay, all of Xadia. They found the missing Dragon Queen together. Of course they’ll find Ezran. It’s a when, not an if.

Maybe Corvus takes this as a moment to open up about his fears and where he feels like he’s failed Ezran, citing how Karim planned to take both of them as prisoner, and Aanya and Zym had to be the ones to save Ezran. Soren asks who came up with that backup plan, and Corvus begrudgingly relents that he did. Soren feels as if that proves his point perfectly, actually.

And then lists the times he’s failed Ezran recently. Getting captured by Terry in the Drakewood because he was so focused on his fortune (or misfortune?) of seeing Claudia for the first time in two years. How he should’ve neutralized the threat, kept moving, found Ezran, returned to Katolis with her - something. Instead he put Ezran in danger and wasn’t there to protect him. Getting captured by Finnegrin. He never should’ve gone along with his plan to rescue the Glow Toads, he should’ve made sure they stayed focused, if it hadn’t been for Elmer somebody would be missing a hand and who knows who would be dead. And that’s not event starting on him believing that the loss of Katolis falls to him.

Now, depending on how much Corvus knows about seasons 4 and 5 (I like to think he knows about the events of season 4 and was likely at least briefed on season 5 upon his return to Katolis), what happens next could vary. Corvus could freak out over how often the Dragang has been in danger but still remind Soren that his backup plans also worked. Or this is a conversation they’ve had before or that Corvus at least knows is a possibility and has responses prepared reminding Soren of all the good he’s done.

Basically this goes back and forth for a bit as they continue walking and searching until Soren lets out a “and that’s one of the reasons I love you.” Corvus stops dead in his tracks as Soren tries to backtrack, not wanting to spook Corvus, and is thrilled when the man returns the sentiment.

There’s just something SO GOOD about so much of their relationship progression being thanks to Ezran, or at the very least using him as a scapegoat lol. Soren gets up the nerve to ask Corvus to join the Crownguard using Ezran as an excuse. Them bonding over their protectiveness of the young king and Katolis.

Anyway, they kiss or something and cue Ezran and co finding them and we get a parallel of Ezran finding out about Rayllum.

[bugcatcherkit]

What are your thoughts on Reigen I'm so curious now

Ohhh where do i start with Contradictions Georg himself.... Masking Andy... (clenches teeth) I have to make a list so I don't rant about one particular thing only.

the thing that hits hardest for me about his character is his Existentialism man. it's terribly relatable. Indeed, he is a Very Small Guy in a Very Big World and it's difficult to be Seen because of that. But also he's littered with Fear of Being Perceived and Understood. So he deals with his Existentialism by reaching for something (he doesn't know what) that'll make him somebody (he doesn't know who, just that it can't be his genuine self). MAN!!!!!!

Second thing that hits hard about his character is his unfiltered insecurities and self-loathing. Every time someone goes "We have to talk" he goes over every mistake or possible mistake he's ever made. He's the type of guy to search up the meaning of a word before he uses it, even if he's used it a 100 times before. Because what if he's wrong this one specific time?? Also his insecurities frequently make him act worse (sometimes on purpose, sometimes not) rather than better (as opposed to Mob most of the time) and i appreciate that so much.

I appreciate his Just Some Guyness over his babygirlness (not that they can't coexist i guess). Sorry guys. This is also why i think i prefer manga Reigen over anime Reigen. Like i can appreciate anime Reigen's maxed-out eccentricities and stuff, but overall I like the more Reservedness (?) that manga Reigen has. Personally it makes his groundedness, bad actions, and self-improvement hit a little harder. It goes well with his struggle to display his emotions in a loose and genuine way.

but despite this he's still silly. and frequently outlandishly embarrassing. and these are super important to his character also. Alongside his very genuine concern and care for the lives of others at any given moment.

He's always talking about his interpersonal relationships in terms of the Respect the other party holds for him. and then Separation Arc comes in with a steel chair that says "you have to give respect back to make a relationship Good and Fair and Genuine, idiot."

the only relationship this doesn't hold true to is with Dimple. Neither of them have any respect for each other really. And it's awesome.

i love how he is always just some Mediocre guy. He slowly self-improves certain aspects of his life but at the end of the day he's still paying Grown Man Serizawa 300 yen an hour (last time I checked). So.

Him being Mob's foil also means he has a lot in common with other Mob antagonists. But he has so many Mogamisms that it drives me up the wall. Sometimes he'll say a Mogamism and in my mind Mob looks at him with such a sudden intensity that he gets Scared

I frequently think of the scene where he is at the bar during Separation Arc and he realizes the bar people aren't his friends. And he says "I'm not good at this" and leaves. I don't have much to expand here but just know that when I think of how he experiences interpersonal relationships I think about this line. Because he's so good at a lot of things but Not This (Relationships overall. But also probably solving their problems in the moment).

not a fan of Dad or Uncle Reigen. To anyone really. Sorryyy. No hate to those who are though.

uhhhhhhh umm this has gotten so long. Sorry this is so unorganized i think i do better with more direct questions because i suck at staying on topic/being concise when i have free reign. There's so many aspects of his character that I didn't get to here that I also love. But its so hard to think of them all. I hope this gives you an idea though?

[its-de]

About Rafayel ❤️

Mainly things i gathered from the mini conversation we got from the miracle voyage event mixed with my thoughts 🫶🏻

*we* is used to refer to us the readers/players, hope you don't find that weird 😗

The word "home" is a person to him, He believes that we are his home

We are his most important thing, will take us along with his painting tools and canvases

He pays attention to what we like when we go out and keeps them in mind

Will buy us those things just because we liked them, *also let's not forget the knowledge he has and how smart he is in general, like knowing about the flower here and the different languages he speaks that was mentioned in one of his memories, my boi is so smart and well educated 💕*

He enjoys listening to our silly thoughts and memories, *Will add his artistic vision to the topics and might get inspired by that*

Would never get mad at us, even if we happened to ruin one of his paintings by mistake, aka the most important thing to him. *i think he will call it a happy accident*

He will sign our names on it *our special art collab 🫶🏻*

*i just know that he would be the greenest flag when it comes to him teaching / doing art with us, i think that he would be so open-minded and extremely supportive to the point of even if we paint/draw nothing but one chicken scratched line or a blob of paint, he will appreciate and treasure it, will also use his creative artistic vision to explain how that one line/blob of color "is not only just a one line/blob of color it's way more than that, it's unique because it was created by you"*

He got a little red fish called reddie, he's so caring of it, got a starfish to keep the little fish company *he also makes sure that the fish tank feels like home to them*

We are his comfort person, He feels better when we are around him. Our morning texts makes him feel happier

That's all, thank you for coming to my ted talk and feel free to add your own thoughts 🫂💕, now i gotta go and bawl my eyes a little because this man is so perfect 😭❤️

[myrtiniart]

Gayle & Phillip as parents/married couple and their dynamic with the Belchers

Phillip is so in love with Gayle he excuses her antics, despite driving him crazy. He makes sure she takes her meds and is very caring. Gayle often manipulates him to get what she wants, but she also cares for him and understands that sometimes she can be too much. She always has a way to cheer him up.

Gayle is extremely dependent on Phillip for everything. He is the one who cooks (which he enjoys and is pretty good at it, while Gayle is a terrible cook) and does most of the chores. Gayle also does chores, but mostly half-asses them. 

After they get married, Gayle moves in with Phillip and his mother at his house, until she gets pregnant with their daughter. Even after they move to a new apartment, Phillip visits his mother regularly. Phillip's mother and Gayle don't really get along.

Phillip is very excited to be a girl dad. He spoils her, making all kinds of sweaters, dresses and dolls for her to play with. He introduces her to his nerdy interests and they talk A LOT about her feelings and how to handle and express them.

Gayle isn't as affectionate with her daughter as Phillip is, but she tries in her own way to bond with her, like making absurd art and playing music together. She can be very careless in her way to be the fun and cool parent. Sometimes Gayle prioritizes her cats over her child.

Their daughter grows up to be quite eccentric, awkward, sensitive, nerdy and very manipulative, especially with her parents (mostly Gayle)

Bob and Linda help a lot with taking care of Gayle's kid, as they don't believe she can make it when Phillip isn't around. Linda takes her role as the "cool aunt" too seriously, while Bob is way more chill.

Phillip gets closer to Linda and Bob after his daughter is born, but he still gets overwhelmed with Linda's energy. He bonds with Bob over cooking, like exchanging recipes and cooking techniques. Bob even lets him help with the Thanksgiving preparations. They also bond over their shared dislike for their parents-in-law.

The Belcher kids slowly warm up to the idea of Phillip as their uncle, though they never call him "uncle". Phillip is still closer to Tina compared to her siblings. Louise still messes with him but less often. The Belchers get along with their "little weirdo" cousin despite their significant age difference and her peculiar personality. Louise especially enjoys teaching her how to pull pranks.

[jinxedflames]

Thinking so normally about a redeemed/redemption Wesker wearing normal eyewear or less opaque sunglasses.

How the whole purpose of the shades was to hide his emotions from everyone. To distance himself from any vestige of humanity.

But now he doesn’t like how he looks in them now that he is “trying to do good.” How he grimaces when he catches sight of the cold black lenses staring back at him.

It doesn’t look human.

It doesn’t look real.

It doesn’t look like him.

He can’t go without any eyewear, his eyes now far too sensitive to light, due to the virus and his years of adapting to the filtered light. So he finds a pair that are less opaque, and he starts to wear them.

And he despises it. He hates how vulnerable and weak it makes him feel to be so seen.

He hates how easily others can see his reaction. How his eyes narrow when he’s upset or the way they light up (quite literally) when he’s excited or interested. The way he rolls his eyes far more than a man his age should.

But then, things start to shift. It becomes easier interacting with those around him. No one has to guess how he feels about everything, and in fact everyone seems more… welcoming towards him? He expects ridicule, a snide comment. But none ever come.

He finds himself dragged back down to being just… another person. And while some part of hates the feeling with a passion, another part feels seen for the first time in perhaps decades.

There are days he goes back to his original shades. Days where he tries desperately to cling onto his past in an attempt to not let the guilt of what he has done finally crush him under its foot.

But they never feel the same.

[starsinmylatte]

I have had….. the worst fucking headache for the past twelve hours while I was at work, so now I’m at home thinking about how Thrawn would be with his beloved who has a migraine. Because ✨coping✨

This is just me rambling about some fluffy stuff. I may add on more later

Sfw, but my blog is 18+. Minors DNI

I think he gets headaches too, so he’d understand the pain intimately.

Thrawn would have the utmost respect for someone trying to work through a headache, but if it was too much, he’d insist that you rest if you’re able.

He makes sure you’re hydrated and that you’ve eaten something, if at all possible.

He presses gentle kisses to your temple, massaging your neck and shoulders if they’re sore.

Even if Thrawn has to work, he pulls you onto a couch next to him because he knows his presence is a comfort.

I just have this really sweet image of Thrawn scrolling on his datapad while his lover is just swaddled in ten million blankets and is curled up beside him.

If you ever need painkillers or something Thrawn can get for you, you can consider it to be already done.

And if you fall asleep next to him, he just gently picks you up and carries you to bed.

[cowboymeemaw]

describe an act of humane slaughter. describe a way that you can slaughter a living creature without causing distress or pain. do it. i believe in you. everyone insists it is possible, but it always comes wrapped up in euphemisms. describe the process of slaughtering someone is such a way that you would volunteer to have it done to you.

Howdy! Before I describe anything, you asked this in a way as if I was slaughtering a human. Which I am not. Unlike humans, animals do not have the consciousness to be distressed if told they are going to die.

Though here is my answer on the humane slaughterhouse. #1, any stress, physical and mental, will cause meat grade to go down. So, it is the stockyard and farmers best job to give these animals the best life possible until processing date. As years go by the study of animal behavior, especially by the lovely Temple Grandin, has allowed slaughterhouses to understand their stock. Which also allows them to provide an environment that can hold healthy animals until slaughter.

And #2. The slaughter itself. I am talking directly about cattle here since that is the best area of my expertise. Now that I've laid out how the slaughter homes run before, I can say it starts with healthy cattle. On the processing date they are lined into a chute, this is a piece of equipment that they are used to. As during the process of their life at the stockyard and slaughter house they've been in it before. Once properly in the chute a professional uses a "captive bolt stun gun". The gun is lined up in a specific spot on the forehead, then a steel bolt is fired into the head with compressed air. This caused immediate unconscious, the bolt goes through the brain and directly into the spinal cord. This causes instant death. Any movement that is seen afterwards is the muscles rapidly dying.

Now Im unsure what else you want me to say. You cannot compare a human to an animal, there are extreme differences. If you want to argue this point more, please do not try and throw factory farms in my face. I ONLY work within family owned and humane operations.

[yanderespamton78]

How I b looking at all my cool ass mutuals

We are gonna pretend that this doesn't look like shit because I definitely didn't draw it at 2am because who stays up until 2am just to make shitty little drawings fhshfhsjfhshh

Anyways this is very /pos just I don't know why I'm here here like,,, when did you guys get here,,, ur all so cool what did i do to deserve this wtf huh

@wisefurret @turntableart @voidshrubsquared @emiplayzmc @tdlizardshinynest @alanmilesdrawings @smahlujud I probably missed at least one but leave me alone im just a little guy /ref

[miusmusings]

Ok listen. After Plawan (Palwan?? But Palwan in my first language gives such a funny image i can't use ittt😭 ) and his Chef Oab get together, Plawan convinces Oab to store lube and condoms in various different places in the restaurant kitchen, to keep them handy in 'times of need'. (And there are many such times indeed)

But then the kitchen hands and other chefs start discovering them at random drawers. Oab is mortified but Plawan didn't care. He mentioned to convince chef that it's better to let ppl know they've been fucking in the kitchen than fucking raw in there, cause they don't be stopping anytime soon anyway, lube or no lube.

They also start stocking extra cleaning supplies, tissues, sanitizers with the lube and condoms.

(Plawan thinks it's adorable when they have sex in the kitchen counters Oab only cuddles him for 5 minutes before getting up and start cleaning the place. It should be unsexy af but Oab leaves little kisses all over his naked body as he cleans, and likes all sated and smile-y and happy. Sometimes they go for a second round and Oab grumbles a like as he cleans once more, but he never stops kissing Plawan. He looks so much like a cute grumpy cat. Plawan Plawan is in love.

So the others just learn to not be shocked when they discover half empty bottles of lube in random drawers. Or empty packs of condom in the trash. Or when the cleaning supplies' closet needs to be refilled every week instead of once a month like in pre-Plawan days.

It all works smoothly (with the exception of a few jokes and wiggly brows directed at the pair), till a food safety inspector from the hygiene and sanitation dept comes for a routine visit in the restaurant's kitchen and discovers condoms and lube stashed in the nook.

It all works out well for everyone involved, except Oab, who has to stutter out an explanation red faced about how he misplaced his things, and no, this isn't the norm, be m certainly not, they take sanitation very seriously here, would the officer like a look at their cleaning supplies? The cleaning supplies' closet, Airways will stocked thanks to chef and his bf's frequent kitchen escapades, impresses the inspector that all Oab gets is a laugh and a verbal warning to be more careful with his belongings next time, rather than actual serious troubles.

Oab makes up his mind to never do anything mildy pg-13 in the kitchen, not even Plawan is lying on the counters in lingerie and begging for Oab's touch. Nope. Never.

He lasts exactly 17 days. And there's not even any lingerie involved when he succumbs. Sadly, he has already gotten rid of the lube and condoms.

But when Plawan takes him in his mouth and sucks him off while he holds onto the counter for dear life, Oab didn't even have enough brain capacity left to be angry.

Later, after he's cummed down Plawan's mouth and has pulled the man up for a messy, messy kiss as he jerks him off, Oab thinks about the logistics of building a secret little drawer, his and Plawan's little secret, in the kitchen.

[wesavegotham]

Unless the post is completely incomprehensible I feel like other people should be forbidden from correcting grammar and spelling on the internet.

A lot of people are not native speakers, typing is different than writing by hand and of course there is also auto-correct messing things up.

My own posts would probably be better if I used my native language. But I doubt there are many dc comic fans here on tumblr who would understand me so I'm kind of forced to talk about comics in a language that is not my own.

I probably sound arrogant quite often too, but man, how pretentious can people be.

And I'm the daughter of a teacher for german in Germany! I have corrected spelling and grammar in exams for my mother for years! I was raised to care about this stuff!

I'm still not going under anyone's post going "actually it's you're not your, huh huh". Like fuck off. How much of a pretentious prick can someone be. Get a hobby or something.

[invoidvisitor]

Crazy Khaenri'ah theory I have absolutely no evidence abt-

Crack-theory that The Captain is Kaeya's dad.

Hear me out, I don't have a lot of evidence it's legit just mostly educated guesses and speculation.

Capitano was definitely apart of Khaenri'ah, he says so himself and tells how he and his small army came to Natlan and then began fighting there. From the tiny tiny scene we see of Kaeya's dad (I don't remember the cutscene or where it is its in 2D) Kaeya's dad looks like a man of militia. He's strongly built, has black hair, and looks determined with people around him looking at him like waiting for his order or speech. - Capitano remarks how he was much stronger then and again is in a position of military power, controlling a lot of Fatui soldiers.

The Captain hasn't really been to any other nations, we haven't ever heard or even really gotten a mention of him anywhere else in the world, especially Mondstat. If he were Kaeya's dad I would imagine he'd try and stay as far away as possible, dropping his son off for a better life and never going near to never interfere again.

Again this is legit like no evidence just thinks my brain thought 'Woah that'd be super cool twist/plot point.' I'm looking for more evidence, really anything that involves the Captain that could prove or disprove this theory. If anyone has any thoughts, ideas, or evidence it'd be amazing to chat :D

Also another cra-cra theory. I feel like later in the story when Kaeaya gets more lore, more integrated into the story, gets more power, or is revealed of his status in Khaenri'ah he'll get a 5 star release! Like in HSR when characters are brought more into the spotlight and/or revealed their powers they get a 5 star secondary character!! :3

[snowyvoid]

I love your haunted siphonophore posting so much it's really good. I think it really fits with how the science team and the game and benrey all sort of play off of each other with Gordon always ending up as the victim/'food' but there's a slight dissonance between all of them. Benrey comes back as a skeleton and for the first night he just walks around and talks like normal until after Gordon wakes up where it seems to become it's own creature that is more tethered to the gamespace (I know it clips out and fucks with geometry but it also feels like it starts to slot into the role of 'spooky skeleton to antagonize and frighten the player' instead of 'benrey is around and talking to people when he's supposed to be dead'). Or how the world seems to bend to fit the insane things the Science Team says (Sunkist, Chuck E Cheese, Passport, etc) but Coomer is still seperate enough from the game that he becomes frightened and angry when he realizes that his world is small and painted. They all kind of group up into one thing, which is basically an elaborate bait and trap for Gordon, but there's tension between the individual pieces and they all have unique perspectives on what's happening despite playing into the same greater thing.

Sorry I'm having a hard time capturing exactly what you meant into this I get what you meant it's just. words are difficult. But your hlvrai thoughts make me insane

no this is like. exactly what i mean. you get it.

the thing about siphonophores is that each component of the organism has its own mouths. like. one component will be the stomach, one will make the organism swim, etc etc, but they all have their own mouths. they all feed.

and there is always this kind of dissonance between gordon and the others, and yes obviously he is the one playing a video game, but i always felt like it went deeper than hostile AI being weirded out by the new guy. it felt more,,, natural?? i guess??? it all feels set up on a stage. aside from the fact that its a game and it is has coded events. the AI, the thing that is suppose to think for itself, still seems kinda. within its own limits. stuck within the body of the facility. (for example, coomer and/or bubby freaking out when they go outside of the skybox/into space).

but the dissonance between the science team and the game/facility is!!! oh my godddd!!!! i could write an essay on that shit. so interesting. and i love that the dissonance is often physically manifested. your hatred towards this thing that you hate is real and will be seen and will affect the world outside you.

like. you have this thing, a large container that has events and ideas that are built into it (the game, the organism as a whole, the haunted house), and there are different components within this container that have some kind of symbiotic relationship (good or bad) with the outside container (black mesa, the individual nervous systems of the organism, the rooms/ghosts/humans haunting* the house), and all of these individual components has a manifestation of its difference or hostility (the science team, the individual mouths, the opinions each component of the haunted house has on each other (i need to make another post about this)).

sorry that was probably really complicated. i just needed to get it out of me because its all ive been thinking about since i made that first post.

*this is within the idea that the hypothetical house is haunted by something. which is generally the idea i go for when in reference to sentient AI, the whole this house had a purpose and it changed, this AI had a code and it was faulty. etc etc. pretty sure ive already posted something about that.

weird little mspaint diagram with some other ideas i have not talked about. note; this is not scientifically accurate to siphonophores. i just thought they were a really good allegory. you are definitely gonna need to zoom in for this thing. but it is important to the explanation i guess.

i just find it really fun to put obvious differences between characters/living things and see where they come together. like the science team, gordon, and benry are all separate beings in their own way but they are like a family. blah. hope you enjoy as always this is a bit messy.

[lauraisakilljoy]

obx spoilers ahead!!

I'm so conflicted about the season 4 ending because on one hand I get it. life is unfair, it's unrealistic to give all of your characters happy endings, especially if said characters are constantly putting themselves in danger. it makes sense that not everyone survives four seasons of near-death experiences like being held hostage, getting shot at, almost drowning etc. on the other hand I can't help but be bitter that the person who had been abused/mistreated their entire life and who was clearly suffering was the one who had to die. at the hands of his biological father, may I add. I’ve seen some people say JJ was annoying this season and I get where they’re coming from, but all of his impulsive decisions and everything that happened at/after the town meeting just made me sad. he was struggling so much that he didn’t care what happened to him or if he lived or died. all he wanted was a future where he could live with his friends in their own little paradise without a care in the world. with the money from the crown and shoupe’s promise, it seemed like he was so close to happiness and inner peace, but they didn’t let him have that. so yeah, I get why they did this, but that doesn’t make it less upsetting.

[sickiebabytae]

If your requests are still open and if you have time, can I request a scenerio where a member eats something way too late at night (like ramen or something) and wakes up in the morning really nauseous? My brain is screaming either Jungkook or Namjoon but I’ll leave the sickie up to you! ❤️ thanks in advance!! I love your writing

thank you so much for the request, anon!! I'm so so sorry it's taken me literally forever to get to this, and that I kind of derailed a bit when it came to the original plot 😭😭 I hope this is still to your liking!

sickie: jungkook

caretaker: namjoon

word count: 2125

jungkook knows this will be a bad idea the moment he sets out the (six) ramen cups neatly on the table, but rational thinking isn't really in his ballpark right now. he's been feeling stressed out from their tour lately, and feels as if he hasn't been performing as well as he should be, so he thinks he needs a good stress-eating session to get his mind off of things. 

but as jungkook takes a step back and looks at the ramen cups laid out, he can't help but laugh to himself. "this is so stupid." he murmurs, pulling out his phone. this is something he thinks army might enjoy. plus, he's been trying to be more active on Twitter recently. he captions the photo with something funny and his hashtag before setting his phone down and beginning.

just as he finishes getting through the first cup and a half, lips already zinging with spice, he feels his phone vibrate against the table. he picks it up and sees it's a message from namjoon.

rapmon hyung: jungkook what the hell are you doing

rapmon hyung: I saw your post -_-

jungkook feels a sheepish smile spread across his face.

jungkook: … I'm eating my emotions

jungkook: :D

rapmon hyung: good god jungkook

rapmon hyung: this screams bad idea, you know

rapmon hyung: your stomach is going to hate you tomorrow :/

jungkook: ill be fine hyung dw

jungkook: we've got a off day tomorrow anyways, it'll be fine

rapmon hyung: you know jimin wants to go sightseeing tomorrow

jungkook: yeah, I know, I'll be okay for it :)

jungkook: please don't worry hyung, it cant turn out THAT bad

jungkook can practically hear namjoon sighing from his hotel room a few doors down

rapmon hyung: okay fine

rapmon hyung: I trust you

rapmon hyung: but don't say i didn't warn you

jungkook: ay ay captain

with that, jungkook returns to his food.

this was definitely a bad idea, jungkook thinks to himself when he's all done. well, mostly done. by the last two he couldn't bring himself to finish off the soup at the bottom. his stomach is already bloated and full beyond belief.

he decides to make light of the situation and posts an update to twitter with one photo of the (nearly) empty ramen cups and one selfie of him looking, very rightly, in pain. his lips feel swollen and his nose won't stop running and itching from the spice, eyes watery too. he throws all the cups away and shuffles into the bathroom, washing his face down and stifling a burp into his hand. he shudders and sighs. "you idiot, jungkook," the singer whispers to himself, voice thick. he pushes himself back out to his room and gets into bed. maybe lying down will help him digest, he thinks, all lessons he's ever learned in his entire life failing to come to him as his eyes start drooping closed. he feels like he's going to be sick already and he doesn't like it. maybe he'll just… rest his eyes for a moment. let the world fall silent around him. yeah, yeah that's what he'll do. 

against his will, jungkook begins to fall asleep, and he drifts off before he's even able to stop himself.

jungkook wakes up in the middle of the night, sweaty and stomach cramping. he winces and sits up instantly. "oh god- fuck-" he swings his legs over the side of the bed, but that alone forces stomach acid up that burns his throat as he burps. he places a hand over his mouth and cringes, swallowing. "shit-" he freezes in place with no idea what to do. how did this happen? he feels so much worse than when he did when he-

he fell asleep. a groan leaves his lips. he just had to have fallen asleep. his stomach is killing him, bubbling and churning. he thinks he's going to throw up. 

moving slowly, he shuffles to the table and grabs his phone. more stomach acid burns up his throat, swallowing again. he goes to text namjoon since he seemed to be the only one who was caught up with his shenanigans the night before and sees that he missed a message right before he fell asleep.

rapmon hyung: jungkook you look terrible-

rapmon hyung: did you really eat all of that??

jungkook sighs before reluctantly sending a text of his own, deciding to ignore namjoon's. he only hopes that namjoon is either still awake or won't wake up from the message notification. he just wants someone to know what's happening

jungkook: I feel sick

jungkook: really sick

jungkook: I'm really sorry :( 

jungkook shuffles back to bed and sits down, not wanting to lay back in case it makes whatever acid reflux is going on worse. he jolts with a hiccup and grimaces, untucking his shirt from the jeans he'd forgotten to change out of that keep digging into his stomach. he slips his hand in between the hemline and his abdomen to give it some leeway, sighing when it provides the slightest bit of relief. he knows he should get up and change, but he doesn't want to risk it. he feels like the tiniest movement will set his stomach off.

his phone vibrates in his other hand to jungkook's surprise and he lifts it to look at the screen to see namjoon having responded to his message.

rapmon hyung: god kid I told u

rapmon hyung: hold on

rapmon hyung: I'm coming over

jungkook's eyes widen, mortified already. namjoon cant come, he knows he looks a mess.

jungkook: no no no-

jungkook: hyung it's fine really

jungkook: I just felt like someone should know

jungkook: hyung-

as jungkook types out his next text, he hears knocking at the door followed by a hushed, "jungkook? are you in there?"

jungkook suppresses a groan and slowly pushes himself to stand, stifling a low whimper when his stomach churns in protest. he makes his way to the door, unable to straighten properly from just how full and in pain he is, and opens it with cheeks flushed with both shame and the beginnings of what might be a fever. jungkook doesn't know at this point. "hey, hyung." he murmurs. he can't bring himself to meet namjoon's eyes.

he hears the leader sigh and make his way in, warm hands coming to rest by jungkook's sides. "you idiot, come on. let's go back to bed. I'll grab you some clothes."

jungkook manages a few short nods, trudging his way back to bed and laying down in a curled up position, fighting back a grimace and laying his hand back over his stomach. he can vaguely make out namjoon shuffling around the room, grumbling under his breath. probably something to do with jungkook's clothing organization. or lack thereof; jungkook has always had a bit of an unorthodox way of storing his clothes while on tour. it's just how his brain works, okay?

still keeping his gaze averted, jungkook feels the bed dip next to him. he allows himself the smallest of glances and notices the clothes on namjoon's lap. jungkook can't help but smile; those are some of his favorite pyjamas to wear on hard days. he didn't know that namjoon had picked up on it.

"arms up." namjoon orders gently. jungkook reluctantly complies. he can't help but blush when namjoon pulls his soiled, sweaty shirt off, feeling embarrassed that namjoon has to deal with this. to top it off, jungkook shivers when the air conditioning hitting him, realizing belatedly that his bloated stomach is now on display and painfully obvious. jungkook finds himself wrapping his arms around it as quickly as possible and curling in on himself. 

namjoon sighs. "jungkook-ah, look at me please." 

jungkook shakes his head stubbornly. but before he knows it, namjoon's hand comes up to his cheek and tilts his head up, their eyes meeting. jungkook finally clocks just how welled up with tears his are, and he can see it when namjoon clocks it, too. "jungkook, are you crying??"

at that, jungkook feels his bottom lip quiver. a sob bubbles up out of him, unexpectedly. "fuck, I'm sorry-" he tries to look away again, but namjoon doesn't let up. 

"hey hey, no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it sound like such a big deal I just-" namjoon sighs again. "you're feeling really sick, huh?"

jungkook manages a pathetic nod. another sob. 

namjoon gives a nod back. "okay, that's okay." he says; it sounds like he's talking more to himself than jungkook, but the maknae is too caught up in his self pity to notice it all that much. "we can get through this, not the first time one of us has gotten knocked down."

"but… the sightseeing… the others-"

"will understand if you can't make it tomorrow." namjoon promises with a gentle smile. "now let's finish getting you changed so you don't get more sick from the cold hitting you." 

it's been an hour and jungkook has yet to fall asleep. namjoon lays next to him, having already drifted off a while ago, snoring away without a care in the world. jungkook is extremely jealous. his stomach is still gurgling and churning and it doesn't seem to want to provide him with any relief any time soon.

slowly, carefully, jungkook pushes himself up into a sitting position, afraid that he might choke on the productive burps that keep crawling up his throat. he worries at his fingers. his breathing feels short and heavy and jungkook swears under his breath. he hates this. he hates being sick. arguably more than anything in the world. he hates feeling so gross and out of control and-

great, he's crying again. jungkook shoves his head into his hands and tries not to make too much sound. this is all his fault, and he knows it, and that makes the whole situation so much worse somehow; this disaster is a product of his own making.

jungkook's head continues to swim and swirl with thoughts, and before he knows it, something heavy rushes up his throat. his mouth waters dangerously, a sour feeling coating the back of his tongue and weighing it down. he's definitely going to throw up. he feels it coming on, and fast.

throwing the sheets off himself as quickly as he can, jungkook hurries to the bathroom and shuts the door behind him, hand clamped over his mouth. he crouches in front of the toilet with a few heavy pants, white-knuckling the sides of the bowl. the first wave of vomit comes out of him with a guttural gag before jungkook can even fully process that it's happened. and then another wave comes out. and then another. and then he's rolling; more specifically, his stomach is rolling. agonizingly so. 

jungkook tries his hardest to be quiet. he really, really does. but it's difficult to do so when each round of puke rips his breath from his chest and burns the way up his throat, eliciting involuntarily whimpers and groans and pants.

he feels a warm hand on his back before he registers the fact that someone has joined him in the bathroom; namjoon. jungkook can't help but give a choked sob. "i-i'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, I-"

"shh," namjoon hushes. "it's okay. just get everything up, it'll help you feel better."

namjoon's calm, deep voice helps some of the tension leave jungkook's muscles, but they quickly seize up again when he has to throw up once more.

after another five minutes or so go by, the last few filled with nothing but weak, unproductive gags and pants as jungkook tries to regain his breath, namjoon decides to make the executive decision that jungkook is done. the leader reaches over to flush the toilet and helps jungkook to his feet. "come on, let's wash out your mouth and go to bed."

jungkook gives a weak moan but lets himself be dragged to the sink, pliable. now that his stomach is left with nothing more than a dull ache, and waves of relief continually washing over him from the nausea finally being gone, jungkook is tired. so, so tired. he barely feels it as namjoon guides him through washing out his mouth and leading him back to bed, helping jungkook sit on the edge as namjoon shuffles off to grab a new shirt, jungkook having soiled the one he'd changed into from sweat. 

the boy is practically already out cold by the time he's been changed and tucked in. the last thing he registers is a gentle touch brushing back his hair and the familiar voice of his leader whispering for him to "sleep well, jungkookie."