#I’m sick again

[jegulusposts]

Y’all I have the flu, pls send home remedies and marauders stuff my way (fic recs greatly appreciated)

[carefulfears]

dana scully is the realest character ever because she’s a failure of her own creation

[frank3nfr0ggi3]

I made Connor wearing a TV Girl shirt. Just a silly goofy but wanted to share 🤪

[depressedhouseplant]

Only This Could Happen To Me…

I got reinfected with my toddler’s cold because he kept coughing in my face. Yes, that means this is the 3rd time I’ve been sick in less than 6 weeks.

I. Hate. My. Life.

[ask-katima]

Get followed, fool./silly/pos

[baconcolacan]

Yippieee Bacon likes my hc :333 best day of my life

WHAHHDHDF ITS A GOOD HC ANON!! Why would I not like it???

Also stopppp you’ll make me blush, me liking something shouldn’t make your day GRJSKDJFN

[d1sc0-1nfern0]

Me, finally not sick, going to work regularly, having a good time: :D

My brother with the immune system of a military tank: Gets super sick

Me with the immune system of melted plastic wrap: :(

[ratsoh-writes]

Guys I’m sad 😭😭😭

[gravemere]

the world was bright today and you tried very hard and everybody saw and everybody saw and everybody saw and everybody saw

[vi-visected]

my body is MUTINOUS

[forever-lostatsea]

I can feel the sickness growing In me.

[letmeadorelouis]

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[satoruxx]

boyfriend toji asks you to workout with him all the time, but not in the way you’re thinking. you’re his incentive, a little prize for working so hard.

so of course he cages you underneath him as he does push ups, claiming a victory kiss each time he lowers himself to the ground. honestly the way you laugh and giggle is far more satisfying than the actual workout part of it, his lips quirking into a half smile each time he pushes back up.

“you’re so lame,” you laugh, patting his flexing bicep and he rolls his eyes.

“what’s wrong with havin’ a prize? i’m workin’ so hard,” he stresses the last word with an over exaggerated sigh.

“yeah right like this isn’t the easiest possible thing for you—”

a heavy kiss—his favorite way of shutting you up. he pulls back, expression going smug at your dazed reaction.

“you sure do talk a lot for someone who’s enjoying it.” he quips.

and you do enjoy it—honestly you’d take any excuse to steal affection from the hulking wolf of a man that is your boyfriend, especially when he’s always so willing to give it.

some days he’ll switch it up and ask you to get on his back as he does his push ups, because god knows he’s strong and he can handle you so easily.

and he likes the way you loop your arms around his neck, likes the way you squeal as he playfully tries to bite your fingers when they get too close to his face.

“i think i’ll just stay up here,” you comment from atop his back, and toji can hear your smile.

“oh yeah?” he grunts as he lowers himself to the ground.

“mhm.” your fingers drum over his back. “you look pretty good like this. i can boss you around and everything.”

“hah—” an evil smirk, even as sweat drips down his temple. “watch your mouth, kid. don’t push your luck.”

you laugh, he grins. somehow you just make the whole process that much more fun for him.

toji is selfish too. bad enough that he has you trapped either under him or on top of him as he does push ups for as long as he can. but once he’s done and you’re about to go do your own work he’s grabbing your wrist with that trademark smirk going, “hey i’m not done yet.”

and then you find yourself holding his feet down as he casually does sit ups, and of course each time he makes it back up he’s kissing you. you giggle each time, leaning your weight onto your palms to keep his legs steady as you peak over his knees. the sound tickles his ears—infectious.

“aren’t you tired yet?” you call out, tilting your head with a teasing smile. toji pulls himself up, abs flexing as his bulky arms stay put behind his head.

“tired?” he scoffs, lips brushing over yours. he pulls back just slightly, hooded eyes boring into yours. “i got my energy right here.”

he’s ridiculous. selfish and utterly ridiculous. it comes to a point where he refuses to do his exercises if you’re not there, claiming that “it’s no fun workin’ hard if there’s nothin’ to work hard for.”

but obviously half of the time he ends up forgetting about the workout anyway, grabbing at your waist to pull you into his lap as he presses his mouth to yours eagerly—one little prize already managing to distract him.

for someone so strong, toji can be embarrassingly weak when it comes to you.

oh well, no harm done. he knows he can get his exercise in a different way—and you have no problem with that either.

[shepscapades]

Your highness… I don’t feel so good

[quidam-sirenae]

God wants me dead but he’s not trying hard enough. Smite me face to face, coward

[sceletaflores]

he’s such a pathetic squirmy worm of a man. i need him under me immediately.