#I'll see if i can record my sneezes

[veersnz]

It's finally my turn to catch a cold 😭 or rather, a cold turned asthmatic bronchitis. Someone out there is using me as their personal whumpee and I don't like it. At least the sneezes are harsh and relieving 😔🤚

[quitealotofsodapop]

Tangzi, when he and Pigsy adopt MK, know exactly what he's doing in the tiger au. He knows this is someone just like his uncle/big brother Wukong and he looks forward to the day Wukong returns to claim him as a student and also because Wukong been isolating himself for way too long ever since sealing uncle DBK in a depressive episode. It's why he tells MK so many Monkey King stories (also be ause he legit thinks his uncle is the coolest ever)

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Tangzi (or just "Tang" to his friends) recognises what the "weird muddy kid" in Pigsy's restaurant actually is the moment he sees the little guy.

Him and Pigsy (one of Bajie's many many grandkids), have been dear friends for as long as they could remember. Although Pigsy is farther removed from the lore of Journey to the West than Tang is, he accepts that "weird nonsense" will happen to him at some point or other in his life.

He calmly (as much as he can without shaking with excitement) explains to his dear Piggy that the "human toddler" is in fact; a very rare baby stone monkey demon with a glamour spell on it. Pigsy is confused, but rolls with it since it's an already odd situation - he just wants to make sure that the little guy is safe.

Over the course of the chaotic reports to CPS and checking police records for any missing kids, a pair of childhood friends slowly begin to realise not only feelings for one another, but also that little MK (short for "mystery kid" as Pigsy called him at first)/Xiaotian needs a home that will understand his unique situation...

A call is made to Tang's mother to inform him of the situation...

Tang, astral projecting: "Hi mom!" Tripitaka, meditating with Guanyin: "Oh! Tangzi! It's been some time since you've made contact. How is the outside world?" Tang, obviously nervous: "FINE! Uh... I mean... something happened at Pigsy's place. Nothing bad. Just uh... let me just get him. It's easier to explain." (*pops out of focus to get something*) Tripitaka, tired sigh: "Merciful Buddha. I've told you, that boy gets himself into all sorts of trouble. He's nearly as bad as his-" Tang: (*holds up a baby monkey demon so they appear in the projection*) Tang, awkward smile: "TA-DA!" (*Nearly a full minute of silence ensues as both Tripitaka and Guanyin watch the baby monkey demon clinging to Tang's fur*) Tripitaka, stunned: "...what?" Tang, getting pawed at by the baby: "So uh-! This little guy was found wandering outside the restaurant - in a human glamour by the way - and he is definitely a... special case I would say!" Tripitaka. trying to regain composure: "Although uncommon in this day and age, street children still tragically do occur. This child should be turned over to the authorities, and if luck provided; a next of kin. I trust that you've made the appropriate calls." Tang, nervously tugs at scarf: "Yeaaaah, about that... me and Pigsy have decided to keep him." Tripitaka: "What!? You're but a young man yourself! To take on the responsibility of a child is no light commitment!" Tang: "Trust me. He made it an easy decision." Baby Monkey: (*reaches out towards the two Bodhisattvas*) Guanyin, realising: "He can see us." Tripitaka, waves to the baby: "Hmm? Well, that is nice. Hello dear. but it doesn't explain why my youngest child has- wait." (*Tang slowly lifts a tuff of hair on the baby monkeys' forehead, revealing glowing golden eyes amidst a familiar-shaped face marking*) Tang: "He's... like eldest brother Wukong." Tripitaka, squeaks: "What?" Wukong: (*phases in with his own projection. A delighted cheeky grin on his face.*) Wukong: "Yup! He's a genuine Stone-Egg-born Monkey! I checked on him and around the island, and it looks like the little guy popped right out of a fragment of my old rock! How he got to the city, I'll never know. Probably sneezed so hard that he launched himself across the sea and into a different form!" Tang: "And now he's going to be part of the family! Me and Pigsy have been sorting out the legal stuff. Say hi Xiaotian!" Baby Monkey: (*happy burbling baby sounds!*) Tripitaka: "...OOOoooooohh!" (*dramatically faints*) Tang: "Oops... is he ok auntie?" Guanyin, catching Tripitaka as he fell: "All is calm, Tangzi. Your mother is merely overwhelmed by the prospect of being a grandparent to a Celestial Stone Monkey." Wukong, laughing: "I'm more shocked that it's his first grandchild!"

Sun Wukong had been the first person Tang contacted, obviously. Wukong had panicked and flipped - turning the island upside down to try and figure out how the baby monkey happened.

But the cheeky monkey didn't want to pass up on seeing his master's/adoptive father's reaction to learning about the new baby in the family. >:3

He can't wait to see the look on the Brotherhood's faces when they learn. It'd be a good reason to finally reunite the old gang after the fallout of DBK's imprisonment.

[iwaoiness]

Oikawa sees the Miya's doing that damn trend twin, where've you been and, of course, he has to do it too. Not having a twin, he settles for the closest thing, which turns out to be Iwaizumi, whom Tooru manages to convince with a simple I didn't know I'll marry a coward. Later, while Hajime regrets for having fallen so easily into the game, he also manages to convince Suna (come on, Rin-chan, I know you too want to see Tsumu-chan's face when we get over his likes!) and Sakusa (we're going to screw Tsumu-chan, you're on?) to help them with the recording and editing.

It takes them eight tries in the main gymnasium of the Japanese volleyball team (Kuroo, after mentally calculating the publicity gains from the video, manages to clear the place out of the players and promises Iwaizumi to keep a close eye on them while filming). On the first attempt, Oikawa trips over the untied shoelace of his sneakers as he steps out from behind the poster and almost falls to the ground were it not for Iwaizumi acting fast and catching him while Suna snorts in amusement and Sakusa complains because who the hell ties his shoes with a simple knot, are you nine years old?

On the second try, a nervous Hyakuzawa interrupts the recording looking for Iwa-san because Hoshiumi-san challenged Hinata to find out who had the smaller head and the two somehow managed to get their head into one of the holes in the net, but now neither can get their head out and Kuroo-san tried to help, but somehow ended up getting his head stuck too.

On the third, fourth and fifth attempts, Oikawa and Iwaizumi interrupt the recording in different takes because they get the giggles.

On the sixth try, it's Sakusa's fault because he sneezes so hard that Oikawa squeals and jumps out of fright just as Suna records it in close-up (if he has saved that clip and secretly sent it to Hajime to add to his compilation video of thirty reasons and one more why I am marry Oikawa Tooru that he wants to prepare for their wedding, well, Tooru doesn't have to know about it).

On the seventh attempt, Iwaizumi forgets his lines and has to go over his part two more times with Sakusa.

On the eighth and final try, the recording is interrupted because Atsumu keeps calling Suna to mess up the video (by the fourth call, Rintaro sends him a picture of himself pulling out his middle finger and then blocks him).

But finally, after more than half an hour of suffering, several extra minutes of editing by Suna and Kiyoomi, the TikTok with the caption "when you finally meet your best friend since ever, future husband and the starting setter of the Argentina men's volleyball team Oikawa Tooru (30) on the all star match" is done.

It starts with Oikawa stepping out from behind the poster (this time without stumbling), singing twin, where've you been? Then, there's a quick jolt as a transition to show Iwaizumi walking towards the camera gesturing with his hands while singing nobody knows me like you do it. Another transition shows Oikawa dramatically rubbing his back against the net during the line nobody gon' love me quite like you. The camera switches back to Iwaizumi, who closes his eyes, raises his face upwards and holds his hand to his chest at can't even deny it; and back to Oikawa who slaps his left wrist with the index finger of his right hand (making a good show of his engagement ring) as he sings every time I try it.

In the final fragment, during the line one look in my eyes, they appear back to back. Then, they turn around, pointing the other and end by singing you know I'm lying, lying to each other.

The video is posted on the official JVA account and, in less than 72 hours, gets 100k more likes than the Miya's video. This brings Sakusa satisfaction and Suna amusement at Atsumu's absolute indignation. Kageyama comments on the video, asking if they can finally use the gym for training, and Osamu reposts it from the official Onigiri Miya account as well Matsukawa from the funeral home account.

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oh to be an artist to stop this torture called describing dances

u can find me on my ao3 🌻

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[17snifflesandsnzes]

Hello! I have an odd request: can you do a Booseoksoon fic where Seungkwan gets sick while filming the fighting music video. But the odd part is can you include Youngji? Like as one of the caretakers if possible if not totally fine too!

Love your fics!

Thanks for the compliment! Sorry for the long waiting time 😅! Hopefully, it lives up to the hype! Hope you enjoy~!

We Will Always Have Your Back

BSS making a comeback after nearly 6 years was definitely a huge leap of faith for Seventeen. The song “Fighting” had been absolutely perfect for them, leading all 3 of them to want to work even harder for this comeback. Which is why Seungkwan was currently heading home at exactly 12 AM after having spent the entire day recording for the EP. As he was currently sharing a dorm with Chan, Seungkwan tiptoed into the apartment, careful not to wake the younger, only to find both Chan and Hansol awake and seated at the table. “You're back, hyung? It's pretty late…” Chan looked up from his phone, wine glass cradled in his hand and Seungkwan gave him a tired smile. “I know. I really needed to get my recording done perfectly, though.” Hansol gave him a deadpan look. “You should take better care of yourself, Seungkwan. You have to shoot the music video tomorrow, right? And here you are, out and about at 12 AM without a jacket on.” Seungkwan rolled his eyes before heading towards his room. “I'll be fine, guys. I've been through worse.” Both Chan and Hansol looked at each other skeptically as Seungkwan said that but he decided to ignore them. But just because you've been through worse doesn't mean that you won't be affected by the small things. Seungkwan definitely had to learn this the hard way.

Waking up the next morning was particularly difficult for Seungkwan. Mainly because he had a splitting headache. Cursing under his breath, Seungkwan forced himself to get out of bed. Even though his morning routine was basically muscle memory to Seungkwan, unsurprisingly, it took way longer today. When he finally dragged himself to the kitchen to get some food in his system, he found Chan already there, whistling as he made some ramen. “Morning, hyung!” Seungkwan winced at his not-so-loud-but-loud-to-him voice. “Morning.” Chan looked at him in concern at the utter lack of energy in his voice. “You okay, hyung? You sound super tired.” Seungkwan took a seat at the table and rested his head on the cool surface. “I'll be fine, Chan-ah. I'll have to be.” He heard the tell-tale sound of Chan sighing in exasperation as he placed a bowl of ramen in front of Seungkwan, but fortunately, Chan didn't say anything. After eating as much as his appetite could handle, Seungkwan was soon in his company car, driving to the music video set.

On arrival, Seungkwan was immediately swarmed by the other two members of BSS. Seokmin ruffled his hair and Soonyoung gave him a teasing look. “Oh, Seungkwanie~! How could you be late to shoot our first comeback in 6 years?!” He asked in mock-betrayal. Seungkwan rolled his eyes but there was no heat behind the action. “I got caught up in traffic, hyung! Of course I didn't want to be late!” Seungkwan pouted and Soonyoung and Seokmin laughed. “Let's get started then!” Seokmin said as he led the way to the cameras. Seungkwan braced himself for a long day. He could do this. He had to.

After about an hour into the shoot, Seungkwan had given up completely. His headache made him unable to focus on anything the director or his hyungs were saying, and he just wanted this day to end. After the first shooting was over, Seokmin approached him. “Seungkwan-ah, are you okay? You look like you barely slept last night.” Seungkwan sniffled lightly, the action causing a tickle to flare up at the back of his sinuses. He turned away from Seokmin and brought his hands up to cup his nose and mouth. “Hh'IkTChiHh!-” Seungkwan sniffled again, the sneeze having caused his nose to start running as well. When he turned towards Seokmin again, he could see the worry in his hyung's eyes. “Seungkwan-ah, are you sick?” Seungkwan shook his head, the action causing him to wince. Damn this headache. “I'll be fine, hyung. You don't have to worry.” Seokmin gave him an unconvinced look but didn't say anything.

The rest of the shooting was difficult, to say the least. Now that he'd sneezed once, it was almost impossible to hold back the tickling sensation at the back of his sinuses. After the first shoot, Seungkwan was supposed to shoot alone. Despite wanting to just curl up in bed and cry, Seungkwan tried to focus on the director's instructions. As he waited for the camera to start rolling, he felt the irritating tickle come back, and he immediately brought an arm to his face. “Ah, PD-nim, could you wait a sec…hh'IktChiHh!- hh'ItChiHh!-” Seungkwan sniffled wetly as the staff blessed him. “Seungkwan-ssi, are you ready to start now?” The director asked him kindly, and Seungkwan nodded immediately. Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Seungkwan willed himself to be alright.

Miraculously, Seungkwan survived the rest of the shoot. Well, that was until they got to the shoot with Youngji, who was featuring in their song. She was bubbly as always as she greeted both his members and patted him, slightly harshly, on the back. Seungkwan tried his best to be his normal self, but he could tell that Youngji saw right through him. Before they began with the shoot, she approached him. “Are you okay, sunbae?” Seungkwan rubbed a hand over his face, turning towards her, plastering the biggest smile on his face. “I'm fine, Youngji-yah. You don't have to worry.” Just as Youngji was about to argue, Seungkwan felt the overwhelming urge to sneeze come back, and he pinched his nose between his fingers, eyes fluttering shut. “hh'NgtChiHh!- hh'ItChiHh!-” Seungkwan blinked away the irritated tears from his eyes, and Youngji patted his arm gently. “Sunbae, I think you're sick,” She said kindly. “You need to rest.” Seungkwan rolled his eyes at the tone of her voice, which sounded so obvious. “Youngji-yah, I can't just go back home on the day of the mv shoot of our first comeback!” He said, his voice rising with irritation. At that statement, he felt someone's arm wrap around his shoulders. “But you can, Seungkwan-ah. You need to rest when you're sick. We can shoot the mv some other time, and your health is more important.” Soonyoung ruffled his hair as he said that, and Youngji nodded as hard as she could. Seungkwan sighed. “Fine. I'll rest if that's what you want.” Seokmin managed to catch his last sentence, and he joined the three of them immediately. “Finally! Let's get you back home, Seungkwan-ah.” Seungkwan nodded, feeling the tickle at the back of his sinuses flare up again. Sniffling softly, he rubbed his nose with his wrist. Unfortunately, that did nothing to hold off the intense tickle. Admitting defeat, Seungkwan cupped his nose and mouth with his hands, gasping softly. “hh'IktChiHhh!- hh'IktShUhHh!-” “Bless you.” Seokmin said softly, putting an arm around Seungkwan. Seungkwan leaned against his hyung a little, drained out by the day.

Soon enough, his hyungs brought him back to his shared dorm with Chan. Chan himself wasn't home, but he'd left some kalguksu for Seungkwan. Soonyoung laughed immediately upon seeing that. “We really do know our members best. How did he know you were sick?” Seungkwan smiled softly, making a mental note to thank Chan later. “I think he caught on that I was sick this morning. He said that I looked too tired.” Seokmin nodded thoughtfully while Soonyoung heated up the kalguksu. Seokmin and Soonyoung kept him company while he ate, and as he entered his bedroom, Seokmin pulled him into a hug. “Get well soon, Seungkwan-ah! Let's film the mv once you're better!” Seungkwan nodded against Seokmin's shoulder while Soonyoung patted his head. And as Seungkwan got into bed, he realized these really were the moments he cherished the most with the members. Because he knows they'll always have his back.

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ok but dad!matty when baba gets sick (stomach bug, strep throat etc) and youve been taking care of her so he wouldn’t get it but then you catch it and he has to take care of both of you and baba 🥺🥺

amy comes home from nursery (kindergarten) one day when she's like three, and she's really quite lethargic with a little bit of a runny nose, but she's happy enough; you put her to bed a little bit earlier than usual, after a bath and a dose of calpol to hopefully nip whatever's up with her in the bud. and yet, you and matty are woken up by her tugging on his hand and crying softly like "daddy, can't sleep, don't feel well" just after midnight, and naturally matty goes into slight panic mode. he checks her temperature, and she's BOILING, little cheeks all rosy and the glands in her neck raised to signify she's poorly. you get her some water and some more medicine, and then the two of you sit on the floor beside her bed and coax her back to sleep, a cold washcloth on her head to try and break the fever she's suffering from - she whimpers out "want a cuddle", and before matty can oblige his baby girl you put a hand on his arm like "matty, baby, you CANNOT get ill right now, you're recording vocals tomorrow". matty shakes his head like "i don't care, darling, our daughter needs us", and you're like "it's alright, really, babe. i've got her, you can get work done this week, and we'll all be fine". it takes a minute to convince him, but matty agrees that it would make more logical sense for you to make sure amy's well - he reluctantly goes back to bed, while you fall asleep with amy cuddled into you safely. and yeah, you catch the cold she's suffering from too; matty comes home from work the next day to you both sniffling and sneezing on the sofa watching bluey, and he's like "awww, my girls. you're both not feeling well? don't worry, i'll take care of you". and he really does - orders chicken noodle soup and ice cream for your dinner, changes all the bedsheets, bathes amy while you shower, dries her hair and then yours, somehow finds the time to walk mayhem, snuggles up with both of his girls to comfort you AND still remembers to take paracetamol throughout to make sure he doesn't get sick (which you didn't do earlier and are mentally kicking yourself for). after he tucks amy into bed with a story and a song, you kiss his shoulder like "thank you for taking care of us. m'sorry you had to, i know you must be exhausted after working all day on top of looking after us", and matty's like "hey, hey, don't apologise, sweetheart. s'my job to look after my girls, i like doing it. actually, s'my favourite". you smile like "even when we're all snotty and sneezing?", and matty's like "well, that bit isn't my fave. and i hate seeing my girls in pain. but you're still adorable with a runny nose, darling, and so is our daughter. love you both so much, always will. and i'll always be here to look after you, too". sweet boy <3

[patheticallyinfatuatedwithu]

hiiiii just found your blog it’s amazing!!! can I request a scenario were y/n has like a cold or something and Danielle comforts her?

- can I be 🍰 anon?

hi 🍰 anon!! im glad u've requested a fluff with dani because my drafts is filled with dani angst😭

it's not just a cold, marsh danielle

sneeze.

another sneeze.

and another.

and another.

you sniffled as danielle caressed your back and handed you another tissue, worried expression plastered on her face as she watched you blow your nose on the tissue. "please, danielle. i'm begging you, go hang out with the others instead of saying with me in the room. i'm going to get you sick."

you watched as she crosses her arms and small pout formed on her lips, a scratchy chuckle leaving your sore throat in response. "i'm not leaving. no matter what you say, i'm staying here."

you sighed, your girlfriend's just way too stubborn.

"you have that performance coming up and you can't afford being sick. you know that, danielle." you reasoned, getting off the bed and moving to open a window. "it's getting stuffy."

she lays on the bed with a groan, standing up when the mattress beside her dips and turned to you. "you know i can't leave you like this," she gestures at your reddened sniffling nose, weary eyes, and chapped lips.

you took her hand into yours and squeezed it, a way to ease and reassure her worries. "seriously love, i'm alright. it's just a cold, it's not like i'll die from it." your statement earned yourself a smack on the arm. danielle may not look like it, but she packs a hell of a smack.

"now's not the time to say that!" she whined and you laughed in response, pulling her in for a quick hug that danielle didn't want to let go of. "you know that it's true. go back to the dorms and i swear i'll be so much better the next time you see me."

she takes a good look at you before pecking your cheek, squeezing your hand before heading to the door. "call me when you need anything." you nod, back falling on the bed as the sound of the door slamming echoed throughout the house.

you were woken up by a loud clatter, and instinctively, you reached for the lamp sitting on your bedside table and almost tripping on yourself leaving the bed. robber, maybe?

you twisted the doorknob, relief washing you as danielle stood there, ladle in hand and apron wrapped around her waist. wait a damn minute... "what the hell are you doing here?"

danielle jumped in shock, almost letting go of the ladle with a hand on her chest. "you scared me!" you shook your head, "no, you scared me!" you flailed your arms, the cord of the lamp getting into contact with your face as you pointed an accusing finger at her.

she placed the ladle down with a frown, walking over to you and enveloping you in a hug. "i just couldn't go back to the dorms knowing you're home alone sick." she sighed against your skin, head fully dug into your neck as she swayed the two of you. "i'm sorry."

you smiled, placing the lamp on the nearest table beside you as you placed a lingering kiss on the crown of her head. "it's alright. i don't think i'll be able to go home as well knowing damn well you're sick."

she nodded, and the two of you basked in the comfortable silence. however, it was cut off too early as her eyes just couldn't ignore the lamp staring at the two of you. "why did you have a lamp in your hand earlier?"

"i thought you were a robber." "oh."

danielle was about to laugh when a sneeze escaped, untangling your limbs as you looked at her in worry. "i got you sick didn't i?"

danielle sneezed again, and that was more than an answer.

broken records sorry i kept u waiting 🍰 anon! just really swamped with homework nowadays and i think i did shit for this one too😭 i'll make it up to you someday!

[theygender]

Been going through it for over a month now and let me tell you. I'm not having a good time

Early-mid July a heat wave knocked out our AC and me, my partner, and the cats were stuck in an apartment with temps in the high 80s for about two days

I got some minor heat sickness and my cat started coughing

Heat sickness kicked off my IBS which dehydrated me and eventually led to migraines which all lasted for over a week after the heat wave ended

Took my cat to the vet (while still dealing with sickness + migraines) and found out she probably has asthma which was set off by the heat. They gave her a steroid shot

Went to the doctor for my own sickness and decided to ask about my severely ingrown toenail at the same time. I'm told I need toe surgery

Got toe surgery the very next day and it turns out recovering from toe surgery sucks

Cat has stopped coughing but is instead having intense sneezing fits now and pawing at her nose constantly, clearly much sicker

Took her back to the vet (while still recovering from toe surgery) and learned that cats just inherently have dormant hepatitis, and stressful situations/other illnesses can cause a flare up which leads to an upper respiratory infection

They prescribe nose drops + medicine treats for me to give to her 3-4 times a day. Surprisingly (/s), she hates the nose drops

File claims for both of those appointments + tests + medicine with my pet insurance

Endometriosis sees me dealing with all this and as a disorder that's made worse with stress it decides to join in on the action. It resurrects my period from the grave that my meds dug for it over two years ago

In case that wasn't bad enough, it also gives me a yeast infection. I go to the doctor and get medicine for it

As soon as the yeast infection symptoms start to go away they're replaced with what seems to be UTI symptoms. UTIs generally devolve very quickly into non-stop vomiting for me. I'm living in fear until I can get a test done

(UPDATE: The tests don't work when you're on your period apparently. Guess I gotta go back to the doctor again before I can get any answers)

I haven't even looked at the bills for my own medical tests or the toe surgery yet and frankly I'm scared to. At least I should be getting some money back from my pet insurance claim

Pet insurance tells me that they won't pay out my claim until I provide proof that the pet insurance policy I had with a previous company over FIVE YEARS AGO was canceled. I don't keep records longer than five years. I don't even remember the name of the company

All of my coworkers got laid off last week so I'm sad and lonely at work now and I have to adjust to a new work environment during all of this and I can't really take much time off anymore

I'm still sick and worried I'll get sicker but I don't know how to ask my new boss "hey what should I do if I hypothetically start projectile vomiting tomorrow" without it sounding suspicious

With all this other stuff going on, my college semester also started back up TODAY

I got a notification from my school that I have over $5000 due bc the company that pays for my tuition as part of my employee benefits just. Didn't pay off my spring semester it seems. So now I gotta figure that out

Somewhere in the middle of this I had some sort of mental breakdown and discovered that my normal-level nervous anxiety has evolved into critical-level constant terror anxiety

Reached out to my mom who had anxiety so bad when my brother and I were growing up that it played a large part in ruining our childhoods. She confirmed that it sounds like what she has

It started when she was just a few years older than me and she still has it at the age of 55. Normal anxiety meds don't work for it. I may have to convince my psychiatrist to prescribe me narcotics now if I ever want to go back to normal again

This has all been so much. Like can I PLEASE just get a fucking break here 😭

[peachymilkandcream]

AU idea: Evil Marleyan Levi who came to Paradis undercover and became the Captain, but Evelyn always tried to get to know more of him and accidentally found out the truth, so he kidnaps her and keeps her hidden away while continuing his mission. I was thinking he could be super mean and condescending in this 🥰 (my degradation kink is showing lmao)

The Truth About You|Levi x Evelyn AU

(A/N: Interesting idea Anon! We love a good degradation kink, it makes everything a little better. All you guys are so creative with AU ideas and I absolutely adore them! I might have to do a part 2 if anyone wants it! Hope you enjoy and thank you for the request!)

WARNINGS: implied noncon/dubcon, imprisonment, yandere behaviour/themes, misogyny, forced pregnancy, Evelyn's essentially Levi's slave and breeding machine, violence, degradation, attempted suicide, manipulation, mind breaking, forced marriage, etc.

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Evelyn had never considered herself lucky. She had always had some terrible bout of misfortune following her. Whether it was the death of her parents, or her make barely passable grades in the Training Corps, or being peer pressured into the Scouts, she didn't know. But those were all manageable compared to the luck of joining the Scouts just as a new Captain was appointed.

One she got directly placed under. And she believed that his height had to go somewhere on the account of how big of a dick he was.

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Captain Levi quickly gained the reputation of being ruthless and unforgiving. If the smallest error in the code of conduct was breached the entire squad would suffer. Or even the whole division, it depended on if he got the perfect leaves to water ratio in his tea that morning.

However his record was impeccable and in the process of choosing the members of his squad they chose Evelyn. Probably because they believed Levi's strictness would whip her into a model soldier in no time. And not that she entirely minded the idea, the higher in the ranks she rose from a good record then maybe there was a chance she could push paper instead of corpses onto carts.

But she would shovel a hundred corpses to be placed under anyone but Levi.

She didn't know what made him hate her the most. But her legs were so sore from doing so many laps because she sneezed too soft or too loudly she needed to find some way to appease him. If that meant sucking up to him? Sure, if that meant borderline stalking him to find out what they could have in common? Of course. So long as she wasn't sucking him, she was happy.

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Stalking seemed to the be thing she had to resort to since all other avenues were met with more punishment. She began to follow him around, take into accountability what was on his desk and what he liked to do, eat, or drink. Everything she could think of she tried. She was getting desperate to make a good impression at the cost of her morality. But it was worth it.

She seemed to be finding more and more about him, how he mysteriously bypassed the Training Corps, knew a lot about the military and knew who he had to rub shoulders with to get shot up to Captain so quickly. Apparently he had been on one or two missions tops, there was no way he could rise that fast. Her need for his favor morphed into suspicion and curiosity of what kind of man this was.

Her investigation came to a head when she following him home one night.

Levi had ducked into an alley, and while staying out of sight Evelyn overheard him talking.

"Send word to Marley. I've infiltrated their military as Captain. I have a small squad but I'll see if the Coordinate is in the ranks. Maybe at this level I can order him to come with me back home."

"And what of your cover? Has anyone suspected?"

A pause, probably a head shake. "No. Braun, and Hoover have seen to it that the Scouts don't know who I am. Leonhart is keeping the capital at bay in the MPs. I think we're close. After their failures I'm sure that through me they can redeem their embarrassment of careers."

"Very good sir. We'll be in touch."

Evelyn hurries to walk down the street when she hears footsteps approaching. Reiner and Bertholdt, they were in the newest Scout recruits, but were working together with Captain Levi? On what? And who was Marley? A division of politics? Maybe a terrorist group seeking to overthrow the government. Whatever the case she should report this to Commander Erwin, he'd know what to do.

"Cadet Glass."

Levi's voice halted her. Slowly she turned, meeting his gaze. It almost seemed disappointed with her.

"What are you doing out and about at this hour? You have a curfew."

"I'm sorry sir, I just- couldn't sleep."

"I see. You understand it's a punishable offence to be off of the grounds without leave, correct?"

She swallows. "Yes sir."

As he nears, Levi takes a hand and puts it on her shoulder, turning back to the direction she was walking. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble."

"Where are we going?"

"You wanted to get out didn't you? I'm going to buy you a drink."

Nervousness churns in her stomach. Did he know she was there? Surely not.

"I shouldn't-"

"I insist."

They continue to walk until he turns her down an alley, and before Evelyn can question she hears a metal thud before falling to the ground, the world going black as she stares at Levi's perfectly polished shoes.

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When she came to, the pounding in her head was unbearable. Before her on a table was two aspirin and a glass of water. Behind that, Levi sitting in a chair, watching her.

"Captain-"

"Save it. I know what you heard. The question is how much."

"I don't know what you mean-"

"Don't play dumb with me devil. Tell me what you know and I'll let you go."

"I don't know anything! Let me go!"

She winces as the pain in her head worsens.

"Take those. They'll at least make you able to think enough to tell me the truth."

She hesitates, but takes them anyway. She needed them to think, but of how to reason with him instead of how to tell the truth.

"Now. I'll ask again. What do you know?"

"I know nothing."

"Continuing to lie are we? We'll see about that."

He stands, and she hears his belt buckle jingle, making her panic and stand to fight back. But as she's sure to hit him he's just out of reach. Her vision starts to go all weird and crazy and her mind spins. She doesn't even register him behind her, the pain, the fullness, the end.

Evelyn didn't even know what happened to her entirely save for the unending drip between her legs. She wanted to vomit, the world was spinning so much. She closed her eyes and then it just....stopped.

[sparkles-oflight]

Ginger shots - Lazy day

I went back between posting this or not... It's really just an excuse to write fluff. I'm kinda embarrassed about it.

Synopsis: After recording the new album, the boys finally get some days of rest. Bojan and Kris get sick however and we get to see a little bit of them sweet to each other.

Disclaimer: Please think of these as characters and not the actual people. I don’t encourage anyone to send this to any of the actual JO members nor do I encourage people to force any type of relationship between anyone.

Thanks @anxious-witch for the proof-reading and still tolerating me after today haha.

After their first tour of the year, Bojan and Kris had finally returned home- to their house. They were now ready to rest for a couple of days, however, these boys couldn’t get any rest due to their weak immunity systems...

- "Ginger shots, vitamins, shower cold, feeling old" - Bojan sang - "Just do everything the way you are told".

- Yeah yeah, I get it. - Kris complained as he arrived in the living room.

He sat on the sofa next to Bojan who stretched his arms like a happy child reaching for a toy, or, in this case, a cup Kris brought him.

- Thanks, Mom.

- How come you are always sick, uh?

- You are sick too! - Bojan drank as fast as he could and then patted Kris' shoulder - You are the best roommate one could ask for.

- Oh yeah? - Kris raised an eyebrow.

- Definitely. One of my best friends.

- Uh...so. - he chuckled - You'll call me anything but "Boyfriend", uh?

- Aw, is that what you want me to call you? - Bojan teased him with a small giggle.

- No no no, don't call me that if you don't want to. - he crossed his arms as a tint of pink appeared on his cheeks.

- Krisko, are we jealous?

- Why would I be jealous? - Kris smiled and stopped looking at Bojan.

- Well, that's good, you are my comrade for life - Bojan got closer.

Kris smirked and suddenly pulled Bojan closer into his chest, covering his head with his arms and bringing his body on top of his.

- Say it. - Kris threatened.

- Or what?

Kris kissed his hair.

- I'll have to use my ultimate weapon. - and he kissed him again.

- I think I like this punishment honestly.

- Well, but if we aren't boyfriends, then you'll only get these kisses.

Bojan freed his head and looked at Kris' eyes.

- No kisses here? - Bojan begged for a kiss, pouting his lips.

- No, you are only my friend.

- Okay...fine. - he smiled and tucked Kris's hair behind his ears - You are the cheesiest boyfriend in the whole world! - he announced proudly.

Kris kissed his neck and pushed Bojan softly onto the sofa. He admired the sight of Bojan's hair spread across the orange sofa and with the orange lights coming from the lamps illuminating his face, making his eyes and smile stand out.

Bojan looked up, put his hand on Kris' face, and caressed it before going back to touching his hair.

- It’s greasy.

- I know.

Bojan touched his chin and scratched his hand on Kris' small facial hair.

- It’s blonde.

- I know.

- Just kiss me already.

Kris got closer to Bojan's face...slowly. Very slowly, as if mocking him. When his hair was touching the older’s face, he smiled and whispered in his ear.

- Who said you could order me around, Bojči? 

His question was followed up by a soft bite on Bojan's earlobe and Bojan could only grin from having Kris' breath on his ear and then Kris' nose smelling his hair and neck.

- Has anyone ever told you- Kris was interrupted by Bojan.

- How good I smell? Yeah, I know.

- I was going to say that you need to take a shower actually.

- Not until you finish what you want to do.

Bojan's hands reached for Kris' hips inside of his shirt...he loved how his soft skin felt against his hands. It was...an indescribable sensation.

When Kris finally decided to proceed, he covered his mouth with his arm and started coughing.

- Or maybe not today. - Bojan joked and Kris sneezed.

- Can you get me a tissue?

- Of course.

Bojan reach for the tissue on the coffee table and gave it to him.

- Honestly, I was expecting you to blow me, not your nose. - Bojan switched to English just for this awful pun.

- Sorry for "blowing it" then.

- I don't know... My friend, Kris Guštin, made me believe I would be rewarded today. On my sick day! I call this false advertising.

He kissed Bojan's lips and grabbed him by his hair before pulling away.

- Your boyfriend, Kris Guštin, you mean.

- You took the bait!

- You think I don't know that? - he smiled - But you need to take a shower. It would be good for you and your sweaty hair.

- Oh, come on, you like it when I am sweaty. - Bojan winked.

- You're disgusting.

- You know I'm very sick and frail so I would like to invite you to take a shower with me. That way I'm not lonely, numero uno. - He started counting with his fingers - And dos, I am not in danger of falling off the bathtub or something.

- And tres? What's in it for me?

- You get to scrub my back.

- You had me at "shower". - Kris extended his hand to help Bojan back up.

Bojan took it and took the chance to steal a peck from Kris' lips.

- Let's go then? - he asked.

Kris shook his head and they both went to their room to get new pajamas, or, in Bojan's case, to steal clothes from his boyfriend. He's allowed to steal them except for a select few like the ones with holes and the white long shirt his mom gifted him for Christmas. To be fair, those would look like a dress on Bojan.

They ordered pizza and then they took a shower together. A moment full of kisses and hugs and comforting each other after all the moments of chaos they had this year. They just needed a moment of peace...

- So... Austin Powers? - Bojan asked as he and Kris hugged each other underneath the blanket.

- Oh, definitely. - Kris said as he ate the last slice of pizza.

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Afternote: I started writing this after my panic attack yesterday, how could you tell?

Polaroid Photos Universe | Recommended next: Are you Real?

[imzsuzsis-blog]

Loki strokes my back in circular motions in the morning in the bathroom, I vomited again but I can take it better now, it's not because you're hysterical and I don't sneeze so much, I don't get into trouble with anyone, I've finally gotten rid of burping, I'm just joking and then I laugh at myself, I know that I cooked a good thing, it's true, not with him but with my ex Ollie, but a good and cute little girl and I'm waiting for it. "Who are you going to?" He smiled seductively at me when I turned around and started washing my face. "Yes, I will also be there at the press conference right next to Charles, who said that on a drunken night you are a piece of shit, but his girlfriend thinks it's positive, and he thinks it's negative." I tried to laugh but it didn't work, I was struggling with the serum, I never knew if I should put it on by hand or just drip it on my face. ,,What was it? You don't say exactly? Ever since Suzuka's drunken outburst, we know that Charles is not a sane boy, nor is he a hothead who thinks like that." "I know if he doesn't, he freaks out and starts crying in a weird way, but that's how he is. Fuck, it's sold out at the best time!!!!" "Are you running out?" I used up the last of my sunscreen, you could buy a new one here, but where?” I started whining again about a stupid sunscreen that I bought somewhere a month ago because it seemed better than the expensive ones sold by Sephora. "Until we find a new one, use mine, it's the same brand, it's just a sun protection factor, that's all it was." "Fuck, I ran out of primer, and a company sent me this during Covid, but I really have to buy it, because it's available here too, but it's cheaper here." I threw the plastic box in the trash and saw that Loki looked strange, I could only blink. "What you got, how can I say it, my sister-in-law, they are American and you can only get this on the internet." He came closer to me and slowly started kissing my back, which made me start, then he kissed my neck, I just blushed and looked at the needle in front of me, but before long he turned me around, I started to support the cock while he sucked my Adam's cock and excited my body with his fingers. "Loki, please, I have to go, I'm in such a fucking hurry. Aaaah!!!” I twisted my neck with closed eyes and played with Loki's lock of hair. "You'll get there, I'll just taste this delicacy." "Ahh- I understand, but..." "Let's go... I can't bear to look here, fuck you!!!!!!!"

I stood frozen, seriously, it's seven in the morning and we have to get to the track by ten. Loki enjoys sucking his cock. I closed my eyes and instead turned my head, started shaking and called the others to fuck us. ,,Where? I don't know, but I don't dare to look at it... I'm serious, what I saw is almost gay porn... I'll take good Loki's mouth off the pumpkin and bring the monkey." "Suck harder Loki, more!!!!!" "I'm going, it's too much for me. then there. Cya" My head hurts from Lando's screams, which make me moan.. he moans during his orgasm. "Milk, I'm going to have milk!!!!!!! Let's go faster Loki more!!!!!!!!! A little bit!!!!!" "I can't take it anymore, I'll shut up." I was furious when I opened it. Laughing in front of the needle guard, Lando put on make-up and laughed and recorded something on TikTok. "It's done. Oh hello, Osc… And you? Aren't you separate?" "It wasn't Lando, the team said that since there was only one race here, we would go to the track together. So I hope you will hurry and your mind won't run around your tail again." "Relax girl, I'm ready, my dress is in my suitcase, just a light on the diva's beautiful mouth and we're off."

I came out of the bathroom smiling and shaking my ass in a sexy way. "Lando, you have a whore's tattoo." "And what about my lady? I'm not a boyish gay, as you can see, I'm a girl, a real girly girl, my dear. You know it's not a topic for me." I stroked his hair Osc and saw that he was embarrassed. "Sorry, no, it wasn't intentional, we just wanted a little petting in the morning, it really wasn't a willful hetero kidnapper of my heart." "Petting?" Do you remember that he left home?” He had to get up and walk around, walked around the room, then ran out the door without saying a word. "Hmm, I really have to go, I'm sorry Loki, today's an important day, if I miss it I'll be punished." Sexily, I climbed on him for the last time and we started to kiss erotically in the armchair. "Should I ride your fucking dick like this as a farewell?" I cheekily smiled at him not only with my mouth, but also with my eyes. "Yes, it's best to go out like this today." I knew that if I was a good little girl today, I would be one too.. I stroked the back of him neck and started giggling. I've always loved the hot guy on other guys, so it will be the same now. "Loki is fighting, Loki is fighting."

[hermesserpent-stuff]

Your AU has dragon gods?

I am very interested. Tell me more please ^_^

ive talked about them very briefly before and they are a little more involved in claws and calls. but I love them so! I'll link the first post for record keeping but ill cover that and more here

Basically the dragons have three main gods with each species having personal deities that were once normal dragons that achieved godhood through some feat or through their nature, like gaining sainthood or legendary status.

but back to the main three.

Fyrwynd, Erthabyrth, and Monewaeg

Im going to ramble so heres a cut for the scroller. Feel free to ask about any part of this!!

None of these have a set species or gender or size. they shift as needed for dragons. worship mostly consists of piling bones a certain way and shooting off venom, fire, or what ever projectiles they can, and asking them for aid and giving thanks

Fyrwynd- god of fire, flying, life, day, sun, wind, storms, joy and fear.

This dragon will normally look like a long snakish dragon with hundreds of wings (but can have fewer) they normally are made of fire or storm clouds when visiting. Nightfurys, skrills, and most speedy flying trick dragons tend to worship fyrwynd the most.

Erthabyrth- god of earth/rock/land, nesting, defense, ice, stars, volcanoes, death and birth

She normally appears as made of stone, or exploding lava, or dense ice. Their body typically has two wings and four legs. dragons with thick armor and dragons about to lay eggs worship them. especially gronckles.

Monewaeg- god of the sea/ocean/water, moon, swimming, fighting, venom, pain and healing

This dragon normally appears made of water or moonlight or both. they have two legs and two wings when they arrive, with acid/venom dripping from their mouth. Changewings and Nadders typically hold them as their main god.

Okay! onto creation myth as told by hiccup in claws and calls in chapter 54.

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As he begins to sing, the dragons around him still their constant sounds, adults, and fledglings both settling to listen to the tale.

It is one of the first that Toothless had told him after Hiccup had gained an understanding of dragonese. It took place at dawn as they flew high above the clouds, golds and oranges chasing the purples and blues of the night and the stars winked out one by one.

“~There once was nothing. No ground, sky, or water. Darkness could not exist because fire did not provide light to see it.~”

Hiccup begins to pet the two small dragons in his arms, comforted by their rumbling. The song is a rolling tune with no true beat. It rolls with growls and chirps.

“~There was a great breath from the Unnameable in that shade and light burst forth, creating light and dark. Three layers could be seen, presses tight like the layers of rock. The sky, the water, and the land. Fyrwynd fell from the light and flapped her wings, forcing the sky to rise from the water. Erthabryth awoke and pushed up from the depths of the water to form the lands. Monewaeg churned up the water and spat the moon into the sky to light the night as Fyrwynd slept.~”

He goes into details of each of the three god’s attempts to form life on their own. But only by joining together did dragon-kind form. He mentions the sneezes of the Unnameable forming other gods and letting humans and other creatures form but keeps the focus on the three main dragon gods.

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then there is my own silly story for the subspecies of nadder told by Silverbreath in chapter 54

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His eyes widen as Silverbreath lifts her head from Duskclaw’s back and responds with her own tale, dragons all silently and respectfully listening.

“~Monewaeg grew weary of seeing dragons only breathe fire and lava and gas and turned to Erthabyrth to create a new dragon. They consulted the first Nadder, admiring her spines and tail, and asked that she let her newest eggs be touched.~”

The Frost Nadder whispers out a tale in which the first Nadder got the gods to gift her children all sorts of powers, with Duster crooning along with the tune. Other Nadders chirp along. Hiccup listens closely trying to memorize each line. Stories are important. History is important. When she finishes the song, Hiccup softly speaks.

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[roguemonsterfucker]

I don't know who this will help, but here's what I do to help me know when/if I've taken medication or other time sensitive tasks.

I have my own private discord server and in it, I have a channel where I post every time I take medication. That way is records the exact time and date I did it.

So if I'm not sure I took it today, I just go check there. If I did, it'll already be written there. If I didn't, then I take the medication and write it down.

I use it for other things too, like changing my air conditioner's filter, which needs to be done every three weeks. I can do a quick search for the keyword 'filter' in my server and I'll see the date it was last done.

Basically I use it for anything that I might need to remember when it happened. So even for my pets, like if one of them sneezes and I'm worried it may be illness, I write it down. And if the sneezing keeps up, I'll remember when it started and know how long they may have been sick for. It really helps me with my anxiety of "Oh no my pet is sneezing all the time so they must be sick!" because if I'm writing it down and actually they're not sneezing all the time, I can realize I'm overreacting and they're probably fine.

In my discord server, I also have a channel for saved webpages. It's really helped me cut down on my open tabs because any time I need to close I tab, I can just put the link there. And if it really was important, I'll be able to find it again easily, and if it wasn't, no harm no foul.

Just in general, having a central place to write down anything I think is important has been helpful. I have less anxiety over some of the things because I know I've been keeping track of them. And it helps my time blindness because I can never comprehend how much time has passed between events.

[17snifflesandsnzes]

❤️❄️🌸👃🏻 for Seungkwan and Vernon please!

And also maybe 🌈- just an allergy head cannon you have of them!

Your writing is so amazing, looking forward to more from you in the future

-💖

Thank you so muchhhh 💖💖🥹!!! And you sure can look forward to all my future works! For now, I hope you enjoy~!

❤️: What’s your absolute favorite scenario for them? It can be anything, sickness, allergies, or something else entirely!

🌸: Are they allergic to any kind of plants? Flowers, weeds, trees? If yes, how bad are their allergies to those plants?

❄️: Would it be more unusual to see this character sick during the winter or during the summer? Do they typically go down during cold and flu season, or do they usually get summer colds?

👃: In general, how sensitive is their nose? Can something like a certain flower or smell make them sneeze even if they’re not allergic to it? Do they sneeze a lot on average, or not very much? Does their nose twitch a lot, or barely ever at all?

🌈: WILD CARD!!! Make up your own question or just talk about the character!

Boo Seungkwan:

❤️: One of my favourite scenarios for Seungkwan is him recording something while sick. It's either him recording a song or a variety show or smth similar. The way he would try not to sneeze to the best of his ability, the way that his energy would just be off to the others or the way he would feel kinda disappointed in himself for getting sick on such an important day are all things I think about often.

🌸: Seungkwan doesn't have any allergies for the most part. But there is a specific flower in Seoul that isn't really common that Seungkwan is hella allergic to. Maybe he found out he was allergic to them because someone gifted him those flowers? I'll leave it up to you!

❄️: Seungkwan would definitely get colds during the winter. His immune system is literally like steel, so there's no way he's getting a cold in the summer. The only reason he gets colds in the winter more often is because he is one of the prominent caretakers of Seventeen, and he would take care of a member with a cold only to end up with a cold himself. This is especially true because both the other members of the maknae line, Vernon and Chan, are way more prone to get sick, which would lead to Seungkwan taking care of them and getting sick later on. Doing concerts or music shows in the cold weather often leads him to get sick often as well.

👃🏻: Seungkwan's nose isn't really that sensitive. As in, he might have something that irritates his nose, but it won't be enough to make him sneeze. But it also depends on the intensity of the scent. He might not sneeze because of perfume, but an air freshner sprayed all over the practice room would definitely make him sneeze.

🌈: One of the things I'm certain of is that Seungkwan definitely has allergies to plants/trees outside of South Korea. And it annoys him to no end. All he wants to do is to enjoy the scenery of a foreign country, but he ends up suffering because of his allergies to some foreign plant. It's even more annoying to him because with his allergies, he doesn't just sneeze but his nose also gets extremely itchy, his eyes would start watering to the point that he looks like he's crying and his breath would hitch a LOT without even giving him the relief of a sneeze. It's pretty amusing to the other members, ngl 😭.

Hansol Vernon Chwe:

❤️: This is more canon than a scenario should be, but one of my favourites is definitely Vernon having really bad allergies during music shows or concerts. Him sneezing in between takes or trying not to sneeze during the song and failing miserably. The members getting really worried but can't help him. Him not being at his best at all but he doesn't even care because all he wants is a hug and some allergy meds. I think about this often, yk?

🌸: Vernon has allergies to basically every single plant in South Korea. He literally can't go outside in spring without sneezing his head off. When the members have to walk in between schedules in the spring, there would usually be a member next to Vernon, supporting his weight while he sneezes every 2-3 mins. The members get a lot more caring towards him during spring, too, as he's basically suffering the entire time. He's gotten used to the number of flowers in Seoul by now, but that doesn't stop him from hating every single second of spring.

❄️: Vernon definitely gets colds during the winter. He doesn't like dressing in a "winter appropriate" way, which leads him to catching colds every 2-3 weeks. He's also one of the first members to get a cold during the winter, and if the members have a group schedule, another member will most definitely catch a cold from him. He doesn't like resting when he has a cold as he's so used to sneezing because of his allergies that he'll just hang out with a member when he's sick, the member usually being either Chan or Mingyu because they would be caring but also super chill about the whole thing.

👃🏻: Again, Vernon's nose is super sensitive. He might not have allergies to a certain scent, but he would still sneeze if it's strong enough. It's usually dust or perfumes that make him sneeze a lot, making him one of the members, along with Chan, Soonyoung, Wonwoo, and Mingyu, who could tell that a particular place needs more cleaning mainly because they'd basically be sneezing nonstop.

🌈: Something I've been thinking about since I started this account is Vernon being allergic to one of the members' perfumes. Especially if they're doing something or filming something together. Also, if it's a member that he clings to, physically, a lot, kinda like Chan (check Game Caterers x Seventeen for details). And him just sneezing so much without even knowing why and the member with the perfume he's allergic to just gets super worried. I think it's a really fun scenario to write, and I'll definitely write after I get done with my requests!

Damn, that took a long time! Hope you enjoyed it!

[minato-division01]

ARB Birthday Special: Meari Miracle

~~ August 3rd ~~

"You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending."

Login Lines:

"Another day, another chance to rock the world. Damn, glad we didn't have practice today. I could sleep in for once. Anyway, let's see what's on the agenda for tod... what the fuck?! What the hell are all these notifications on my phone for? Shit, did I get fucking hacked or something?!"

"'Happy birthday, Bloody Mary.' ...Oh fuck, today is my birthday, isn't it? Shit, and I here I told myself I wouldn't forget again after last year. ...Oh well."

Voice Lines:

"Twenty-eight today. Damn, time sure has a way of sneaking up on you when you least expect it, or when you're living life at full throttle. But hey, I've been spending it doing what I love: screaming my fucking heart out on stage, and living life with no damn filter. And I wouldn't have it any other way."

"The band threw me a party at the studio… again. Same old surprise shindig as last year. I love these idiots, but they seriously need to mix it up next year. Still, I can't help but feel a warm buzz in my chest. ...Or that's probably the full bottle of Tequila I drank at the party. But in any case, I love these guys. They're my fucking crew, my chaos, and my fucking family. And despite all our bickering and the madness, I know they've got my back."

"Juvie's where it all started for me, really. I got sent here for putting away my no-good father. That's where I met Iris and Johnny. Fate threw us together in the most fucked-up way, but I'm not complaining. Where else would I find a drummer and a guitarist who can keep up with me? We've been through fucking hell and back, and I wouldn't have it any other way. They’re the rhythm to my lead, and the harmony to my melody. God, that was sappy as shit. The fuck is wrong with me?"

"Doc. Great, and here my day was going so damn well. ...Oh, so you're here to give me of all people a gift? You fucking shouldn't have. ...I don't know. Guess I get my fucking jollies off by pissing you off in the most-ass ways I can possibly think of. ...Ha, don't hold your fucking breathe, Doc. If anything, you'll be dead long before I will."

"Anyway, you said you got a gift for me? What is it? ...Perfume? Yeah, newsflash, Doc: but I'm allergic to this shit. It makes me sneeze like fucking cra... Hey! *coughs* ...You bitch! I'm going to fucking ki... wait. ...Why the hell does this shit smell like me? ...You... you fucking used my DNA to make some shit-ass perfume?! ...Yeah, okay, that right there: that's my limit for the fucking week, no, for the fucking month, reached with you, Doc. Now please, get the fuck away from me. I really don't feel like going to jail on my fucking birthday."

"Hey Aik... ugh! Damn girl! Did you drink an entire bar out of their fucking stock or something? You smell like liquor and cheap-ass cigarettes. ...You're still hungover from that party at Lola's? That shit was three days ago. And isn't your drug or liquor tolerance supposed to be fucking high or something? ...If you say so."

"So, what's up? You got something for me? ...What's this? A vinyl record player? Babe, you know how old these things are? I don't know anyone in the world, save maybe Ren, who even owns these things. Plus, everything is digital nowadays, babe. ...Fine, fine. I'll take it. Now, can you please do me a favor and go fucking bathe or something? You smell like shit."

Nadya Lines:

"Meari. ...Oh, don't worry. Once I do my duty of bequeathing you a gift, I shall vacate immediately. ...Why do you insist on antagonizing me every time we are together, you insufferable ruffian? ...I tell you this now, if I didn't already have plans for you, I'd have ended you long ago. ...Ha, we shall see, Meari. We shall see."

"But enough pleasantries. Here. ...It's not just perfume, you simpleton. ...You're allergic? Good to know. ...Calm yourself and smell the liquid, you ruffian. ...I took some of your DNA and used it to concoct this stimulating liquid for you. I figure it can't be any worse than how you usually smell. ...Fine with me. I'm quite done dealing with you, myself. Until next time, you ruffian."

Aika Lines:

"Hey Meari. ...What? No, I-I'm not drunk. Just... incredibly tired from that party Lola threw. ...I don't know. That woman... normally, I'd be enough to handle her. But with you, Shian, and Reika thrown into the mix... I'm surprised I can stand right now. I'd like to sleep, but I wanted to give you something first."

"Anyway, here. ...Yes, it's a vinyl record player. I saw it at a pawn shop one day, and decided to purchase it. It cost me close to $6000. ...Hey, old things are good. And besides, you may never know. Someday, you may need to use one of those things. ...Thank you, Lover. ...And yeah, I think I'll go take a shower and crash. As I stated, it's taking everything I can to stand up right now. Later."

[harveybwabbit92]

[Nayaka is just finishing icing a batch of pumpkin and Apple cinnamon cookies when when Shin ( Ultraman Zero) comes walking into the UFG's mess hall, he freezes seeing her in the kitchen.]

Nayaka: Oh, Shin! Your just in time I made apple Jack-o-lantern and pumpkin bat cookies for a Halloween party later, wanna try some?

{Knowing Nayaka's track record with food preparation Shin tries to decline, only for his sister Akari to suddenly shoved him outta the way]

Akari: I smell cookies!

Nayaka: Ah! My number 1 taste tester...Besides my sister, take bite!

Akari: Oh man, I missed these. (Bites into a bat shape cookie) Hmmm, I taste butterscotch!~

Nayaka: Yeah, I added butterscotch chips to the pumpkin batter, since I already used cinnamon for the apple cookies.

[Shin stares at his sister wondering if she's gone insane, she notices him staring and holds out a pumpkin cookie.]

Akari: C'mon bro, it's good I promise.

[Shin reluctantly takes the cooking from his sister and take small bite expecting some kind of disaster combo like orange and mint...but was immediately greeted by the pleasant taste of sweet apple and soft spice of cinnamon.]

Shin: This isn't just good... It's amazing!

Nayaka: Thank-You! I'm gonna make another batch for my dad! I need to check on the dough I left to set in the fridge, I'll be right back.

[As soon as Nayaka has gone out of earshot.]

Shin: I don't understand...I thought Nayaka wasn't very good in the culinary arts.

Akari: Yeah, her cooking isn't so great, but her baking? (Takes a bite out of another cookie.) phenomenal!

Shin: I'll eat to that!

Akari: For cooking you should go to Nayaka's twin sister Mile, that lady makes this awesome seafood lasagna. You gotta try it some time, I'm sure Mr. Mebius can vouch for me he's been coming over to visit Mile a lot lately...

{Shin takes a moment to process what his sister just told him, Mebius...Has been coming to Earth to see Master Leo's daughter??? .........OH!}

Shin, starts laughing: Oh boy, good luck Mebius!

Akari, stares at her brother clueless: Hm?

{Meanwhile somewhere in the galaxy Mebius sneezes.]

[iwritesickfic]

can i request theo and seamus where theo gets seamus sick and then feels super guilty about it

thanks for the prompt! i really like how this turned out!

When he hears Seamus on the other end of the line, Theo's heart sinks.

"Are you ok?" He asks, cutting off Seamus in the middle of a sentence.

"Yeah, of course," he says, but it only confirms what Theo heard the first time.

"You're sick," he says, and Seamus sighs. "I got you sick."

It doesn't happen often, but Theo always feels terrible when he gets Seamus sick. Seamus always insists he's fine, it's not so bad, he doesn't care - because he's the perfect boyfriend - but it doesn't really help. Mostly because Theo knows it's not true.

"It's not your fault," Seamus says, punctuating his sentence with a sniffle.

"It 100% is. It is directly and demonstrably my fault." He had an awful sinus infection the last two weeks, and he's been leaving a trail of contagion wherever he goes. Including Seamus's apartment. And bed. He's actually been living with him for the last week. Before he got his antibiotics, he was totally wiped out - too sick to even sit up straight - and Seamus was coming over every night to be with him. Eventually he invited Theo to just stay with him until he felt better.

Of course, Theo fought. Not too hard, but as hard as he could with a 103 fever. They've been together more than a year, but he still feels like any illness is a huge imposition. And of course, he didn't want Seamus to catch it. The first night he even slept in the guest room, but Seamus ended up in bed with him anyway, so he just moved into the master.

At first, it was the cold from hell. Fever, aches, exhaustion, and so much sinus pressure it felt like his head was going to explode. His nose was leaking constantly, and no amount of blowing, wiping or sneezing would make it stop. His eyes hurt, his head hurt, and eventually so did his ears and throat.

Then it kept getting worse. And worse. Until his fever was hovering at 104 and his head hurt so badly he couldn't open his eyes.

The concierge medicine service he pays way too much for put in a prescription for him without him having to even go in. He's sick often enough that they know when he needs antibiotics. The medicine cleared up most of it, but he's still a little congested and achy. Today was the first day he felt well enough to go into the studio, and he was heading home, calling Seamus to ask about his day. But now, he taps the driver on the shoulder and tells him to head to Brooklyn instead.

"Demonstrably?" Seamus's congested voice asks over the phone, and Theo rolls his eyes.

"Shut up." His chest is aching with guilt. "Christ, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, love." The classic line.

"Of course it's not, you're crunching for the album." Seamus has been busy recording for the last month for his debut, and this is the worst possible time for him to get sick. Right as he's about to start working 12 hour days. His studio is at least in his house, but it's not easy. And Theo has made it ten times worse. "I'm coming over."

"Really, I'm ok. It's not a big deal."

"Well it's already happening. I'm on my way."

"Teddy." Theo can practically picture the look on his face. His head tilted to one side, eyebrows slightly raised.

"Shay," he says back.

"Ok," Seamus finally says with a sigh. "I'll see you soon."

Theo's guilt only multiplies when Seamus opens the door. His eyes are red rimmed and hazy, his sinuses visibly swollen. He has a little flush on his cheeks and nose too, and he's shivering in his thick sweater. He still smiles when he sees Theo though, and brings him in for a hug.

He's warm to the touch, but not insanely hot. Seamus doesn't really run fevers like he does, it's not necessarily an indication of how bad he feels. He's the one to kiss Seamus on the cheek first, which makes him smile again, eyes closed. Normally Theo doesn't initiate that kind of thing, but all bets are off when Seamus doesn't feel well. Especially if it's his fault.

"Hey," he says softly, and Seamus rests his forehead on Theo's shoulder, humming softly in the back of his throat. "I thought you said you were fine," he teases, running one hand through Seamus's curls. Seamus sniffles wetly.

"I lied," he mumbles, and Theo laughs.

"C'mon, let's get inside."

Theo closes the door behind him and toes off his shoes, hanging his coat on the rack as Seamus stands in the hall, leaning heavily against the doorframe. He pulls a crumpled tissue from the pocket of his shorts and rubs at his nose. His nostrils are already red, and damp even after he shoves the tissue back into his pocket.

His sweater is hanging off him, intricate cable knit and mustard yellow. Theo tugs at the hem.

"Thrift?" Seamus shakes his head, rubbing his nose again, this time with his wrist.

"My mum made it," he says, his voice still thick with congestion. Theo slides his hands underneath, resting his hands on Seamus's hips. His bare skin is hot to the touch.

"How was work?" Theo asks, and Seamus clears his throat, which leads to a few dry coughs.

"I took a day off. Not everyone works until they're too sick to stand up," he says, smirking.

"Fair. But I get a lot done," he teases back. Their bodies are getting closer and closer together.

"You'd get more done if you weren't bedridden for a week," Seamus says, looping his arms around Theo's neck. They're so close now. Theo can smell his lemon ginger cough drops. He presses a kiss to Seamus's cheek. Seamus laughs softly. "I thought I finally got you out of my house," he says, nudging his nose against Theo's.

"If you think I'm leaving you here by yourself with the cold I gave you, you're a fucking idiot," he whispers back, and leans in for a proper kiss. Their lips only brush before Seamus pulls back. It's only by an inch or so, but it's enough of a rejection for Theo to get it. "It's all the same germs."

"Well I can't breathe through my nose," Seamus says, sniffling again as it starts to drip. It could probably use the tissue he's got in his pocket, but he seems unwilling to let go of Theo.

"I'll make it quick," Theo says, before leaning back in. The kiss is short, but still deep enough to sate the desire that's burning in his stomach. He quickly goes back in for another, but it's broken off when Seamus retreats just in time for a sneeze. It's loud and wet and harsh, aimed into his shoulder, his whole head snapping forward with the force of it.

His eyelids flutter, and he has to pull away to fish the tissue out of his pocket. He gets it up to his mouth just in time for two more violent sneezes, and when he's finished he looks dazed, wiping his face with the already destroyed tissue.

"Jesus, babe. Bless you." He runs his hand over Seamus's chest, digging a travel packet of tissues from his own pocket and handing them to him. He takes them gratefully, trying to clean the mess from his face.

"Thanks," he finally says, voice even more stuffed than before. He goes to shove the tissue back in his pocket, but Theo grabs it from him.

"What are we in world war two? Why are we rationing these?"

"It's still good," Seamus says, and Theo rolls his eyes.

"Go sit down, weirdo. I'm making you tea." He's halfway down the hall to the kitchen when he turns back. "And I'm buying more damn tissues."