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chat can we get some puke emojis for cameron winning america's favorite houseguest
#projectile vomiting all over#the jury picked the slightly wrong winner and he really honestly did not give better answers to the jury's questions imo#but at least it was never gonna be fuckin bowie jane and at least matt got a girlfriend#i guess it's pretty poetic for jag to be the first cancelled eviction/battleback houseguest to win the series#but in the last weeks especially matt did it all better#jag was originally my favorite houseguest i make my critiques out of love for the both of them#also did they really stretch this season out 100 days to give us a christmas spin off#i sat through 100 days of this shit#for frankie grande in christmas pajamas#whatever goodnight stevie ray i love you daddy's coming home#bb25#big brother#bb25 spoilers#shut up kaily
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IM TRANSCENDING THE MORTAL PLANE
#ABOUT TO PROJECTILE VOMIT ALL-OVER THE OFFICE#THE HAND#THE GAZING#THE SOFT LIGHT#THIS IS A SLOW DANCING SCENE I KNOW IT IN MY HEART#GOD THIS SHOW IS GONNA RUIN ME#last twilight the series#m: txt
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. CW/ med talk in the tags
#so i have vasovagal syncope n its getting worse lately#i was watching a medical k drama and i passed out seeing the guy do a surgery#then i projectile vomited all over my bathroom :(#it was so embarassing 😭#but theres nothing i can do to stop it#i would go see my doctor but doctors rarely even know about it let alone treat it
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My stomach has been completely fucked up for almost a month and a half now and I’m gonna be real honest I’m losing hope of ever feeling better
#personal vent#I have literally tried everything#I can’t fucking do or eat anything#I feel nauseous and in pain all the fucking time#i’m so over it#can’t even drink without projectile vomiting
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just read the most canon thing ever in a fanfic,, toddler lo’ak being able to throw up on command
#atwow#avatar the way of water#neteyam#kiri#lo’ak#tuktirey#tuk#neytiri#jake sully#ao’nung#tsireya#ronal#tonowari#sully siblings#sully siblings modern au#HE SO WOULD#he’d be like (dad watch this!)#and just projectile vomit all over the wall😭💀#jake would stand there absolutely FLABBERGASTED like (son what the ACTUAL fuck was that?)#neteyam would b like (I CAN DO THAT TOO!!) and proceed to choke on his saliva
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it's my first 12 hour shift since coming back i hope my stomach behaves
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hgrim are uou a smoker
funny thing is i’ve never smoked a full cigarette without wanting to throw up but i’ve been a stoner for like ten years before about a week ago when i greened out like i’ve never greened out before and had to call my friend to tell me i was real so now i cant smoke weed for a while. i’ll do other drugs in the meantime 👍
#anon#once i smoked a cigarette while i was drunk and then proceeded to projectile vomit exorcist style all over the bars bathroom wall
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(taps mic) i'd like to thank philomena cunk for inspiring me to write today. i read whatever i wrote back to myself, in my head, and found that its impossible to sound like absolute dogshit if u could only just hear it in her voice.
#philomena cunk#cunk on earth#cunk on britain#cunk on shakespeare#it works it actually does#to put it into perspective: i hadn't written in#in two years bc i thought that whatever i wrote read like if a dog projectile vomitted all over a piece of paper#then i had the funny idea of writing again and i read it in her voice and do u know what?#i actually honest to god almost finished it this time
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You can't send me that right at my self-appointed bed time
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I might have shed a tear or two (i full on sobbed)
SCREAMING SHAKING CRYING THROWING UP SPINNING COUNTERCLOCKWISE ON THE FLOOR BARKING BITING WAILING WEEPING HOWLING AT THE MOON THE WAY I'VE BEEN IN MEETINGS ALL DAY AND THIS IS THE FIRST THING I SEE WHEN I FINALLY CHECK MY PHONE IM DEAD IM DYING I'VE NEVER BEEN MORE ALIVE IM ASCENDING ONTO A HIGHER SPHERE OF HUMAN CONSCIOUSNESS IM EMOTIONALLY SPIRITUALLY AND METAPHYSICALLY ON A WHOLE DIFFERENT LEVEL OF EXISTENCE IM LOSING MY MIND MY SANITY MY GRASP ON REALITY IM RIDING THE HYPE TRAIN STRAIGHT TO BREAKDOWNVILLE IM ABOUT TO PARTAKE IN ACTS OF FEMALE HYSTERIA TO COPE
THE TENDERNESS THE PLAYFULNESS THE INTIMACY THE ADORATION THE JOY THE LOVE THERE IS LITERALLY NO SEQUENCE OF WORDS I COULD PUT TOGETHER TO DESCRIBE HOW INSANE THIS IS MAKING ME FEEL IM JUST SO DEEPLY FUCKED IN THE HEAD ABOUT IT THE ORDERLIES ARE ALREADY AT MY DOOR TRYING TO DRAG ME INTO A PADDED ROOM IF THIS WERE THE 19th CENTURY DOCTORS WOULD HAVE ME ON SOME HEROIN TONIC BY NOW
WHEN MY TIME COMES CARVE THIS PICTURE INTO MY SOUL AND PUT IT ON MY TOMBSTONE
#MONICA.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE AFTER THE SCREAM#[SCREAMS]#SORRY BUT I GENUINELY DO NOT KNOW ON WHAT LEVEL OF REALITY IM SUPPOSED TO OPERATE RN#IM SHAKING SO BADLY IT WOULD BE FUNNY IF I WEREN'T LOCKED IN THE OFFICE BATHROOM AND AT RISK OF PROJECTILE VOMITING ALL-OVER MY COWORKERS#HEAR ME OUT: LAST TWILIGHT TRAILER DROPPING TOMORROW BECAUSE I CAN'T STAND THR WAIT ANYMKRE#last twilight the series#morkday#m: ask#hsfavoriteworlds
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WHO ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN
#PARK SEONGHWA IF YOU DON’T PUT THAT TONGUE BACK INSIDE YOUR MOUTH#I'LL GRAB IT AND [REDACTED]#AND ISTG ILL GRAB YOU AND MAKE SURE TO [REDACTED] SO HARD YOU PASS OUT#THEN ILL WAIT FOR YOU TO GET UP AND [REDACTED] ALL OVER AGAIN UNTIL YOU [REDACTED] [REDACTED]#[REDACTED]#IM GOING CRAZY#LOSING MY MARBLES#SHITTING MY PANTS#CRYING SCREAMING PROJECTILE VOMITING
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haven't even been awake for two hours and this is probably the worst morning i've had in a while 🙂 cw EXTREMELY disgusting unsanitary tags.
#so like not only is my partner out of town which is already making me really fucked up#but my cat was mad i fed him like AN hour late. so he was scratching my bedroom door all morning#and (DO NOT READ AHEAD IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH) i guess he decided to solve that problem#by eating poop out of his FRESH litter box and then projectile vomiting it back up EVERYWHERE 🙂#like in the most inconvenient way. all over the bars of his crate that we leave out for him#AND his bed inside of that. and his cat tree. and the floor. like it took me HALF AN HOUR to clean#i haven't even had a chance to take my meds yet bc i fed the cats and brushed my teeth#only to IMMEDIATELY see the mess#so fucking disgusting and i got splattered in the face while cleaning it 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂#trying so hard to not let this ruin my Saturday but I'm ready to go the fuck back to bed and cry#and i don't even have anyone here to comfort me or to talk to and i just ugh#ugh ugh ugh#i really wish my partner wasnt gonna be gone for so long bc im already exhausted managing the house alone#anyway sorry i just needed to talk about this SOMEWHERE bc i wanna cry so bad#chatter#negative#unsanitary tw#gross tw
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in my sex repulsed celibacy era



#theres literally only one person who can interact with me sexually and not make me want to projectile vomit#and all of that is over TEXT baby#still technically celibate imo#and i don’t touch myself while we’re sexting#it’s just words dawg#that was tmi#i’m just saying
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#i saved all the wrapping paper from the presents i got for christmas because i wanted to stick it on my journal#it's been sitting on a chair in my bedroom for a week#and today i projectile vomited all over it cartoon style#(ive been having an upset stomach since new year's eve)#(i am so not having fun)#and having to throw all of that away has made me homicidal#my mental and physical health can fuck with me all they want#but they should know better than standing between me and my journaling projects
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♡ babydaddy!rafe and pogue!sweetheart!reader go to her first prenatal appointment
warnings: super sweet fluff, pregnancy, descriptions of pregnancy symptoms, reader is emotional (she can’t help it, okay?!!), crying, reassurance, comfort, some brief medical terminology
a/n: creating an official au introduction for this little universe of mine <3 just a reminder that pogue!sweetheart!reader is only pregnant in this pairing unless stated otherwise in the author’s note!
wc: 1.9k
“ray, i can’t hold it!” you shrieked, heavy tears rolling down your cheeks, “you’re going to make me pee, i’m not kidding!” rafe was currently tickling your sides, your once hysterical laughter soon turning into breathless pants as he continued ignoring your pleas for him to stop. “aw, come on..” it wasn’t until the smile dropped from your face that he took the hint and got off of you, quickly helping you up to your feet so you could run to the bathroom.
you found yourself doing that a lot more now, your ability to ‘hold it in’ was long gone by this point. that, along with crying over the smallest things like rafe rubbing your tummy despite you not really showing yet, his attentiveness and care never failing to make you sob in his arms. thankfully, your morning sickness wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. now that you were approximately eight weeks, sailing was becoming more smooth, both you and rafe finally catching a small break from the wrath of your raging hormones.
you never got angry in the first few weeks, but annoyed and irritated? definitely. a few times you had to flash rafe a warning smile before he could take the hint that you didn’t want any of the food he was trying to feed you— the smell of certain meats making you feel queasy. “do you want me to projectile vomit into your lap?” you’d ask sweetly, your eyes slightly wide as rafe frantically shook his head before taking the forkful of steak away from your lips.
he’d been a good sport about absolutely everything. even now as he helped you out of his truck, rafe was quick to sling your purse over his shoulder, his hands staying glued to your hips until your pretty pedicured feet softly landed on the ground. you wasted no time in scheduling your doctor’s appointment the same fated day you and rafe looked down at that positive pregnancy test. you couldn’t believe a whole month had already flown by that quick.
“i’m a little nervous..” your whispered, taking rafe’s arm with your own, the height difference easily making you feel comforted as he held your hand. “ah, don’t be, i read that they’re just gonna run a few tests and ask you some questions, that’s all, sweetheart.” oh, you could cry right now. scratch that, you were crying right now. “you looked up how my first appointment would go?” rafe’s head shot down as soon as he heard your crying voice, both of you stopping just right outside of the doctor’s office.
“hey..” he turned, cupping your cheeks, “baby, i didn’t mean to make you sad.” he stroked the side of your face, thumbing away any stray tears that managed to roll down your cheeks. “no, you didn’t make me sad, it’s just— you’ve been so good to me, even before all of this, i just feel so lucky to have you. you’re so sweet, and you’re so helpful, and you even put up with me when i have an attitude sometimes, and—” rafe stopped your rambling when another couple came walking up to the entrance.
flashing awkward smiles at each other, rafe scooted you over before pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. “what did i tell you when you were panicking, flipping through that calendar book of yours?” you laughed at the memory. you were so scared that day. “you said you were going to take care of us.. of me.” rafe nodded, lifting your chin so you could look up at him. “i meant that, y/n. there’s nothing to be scared of, alright? everything that i’m doing for you isn’t even the tip of the iceberg for what you deserve, you understand that?” you blinked, wrapping your arms around his waist as you two stood there in silence for a few moments.
rafe held you until you were ready to go inside, your boyfriend holding the door open for you as you were hit with chilly air and the smell of antiseptic. “i’ll get the sign-in sheet, just go ahead and sit down, baby.” you listened, clasping your hands together in your lap as you took a look around the other women in the waiting room. everyone seemed so calm, like there really wasn’t anything to worry about. you figured you’d just been overthinking on your way over here, worrying yourself to death for no reason.
rafe came back with a clipboard, quickly filling out your information and handing it over to you when there was a section he didn’t know the information to. “hey, how about we get something to eat after this? we could get those subs you like down at the sandwich shop.” it was as if rafe read your mind, a small smile forming on your lips before you pecked his cheek. “with those spicy kettle cooked chips?” rafe hummed, taking the clipboard back from your hands. “yeah, whatever you want.”
you two waited for your name to be called out for no longer than fifteen minutes, your heart dropping to your stomach once a woman in pink scrubs smiled at you brightly. rafe could tell by the slight shake of your hands that you were back at square one. “look, everything is alright, let’s go check on this little one, yeah?” you swallowed nervously, allowing rafe to guide you inside the double doors, his large palm resting in the small of your back as you two followed the nurse to your room. the walls were painted with all kinds of animals, the woman who was going to do your ultrasound welcoming both of you in.
“hello! how are we feeling today?” she helped you up on top of the chair. “i’m on edge a little bit..” you told her truthfully, your eyes finding the probe for your ultrasound. “aw, that’s completely normal, i promise you you’re in great hands. is this dad?” she glanced over at rafe, the poor man turning red at the name. "yes, that's me.. dad.." the nurse laughed, grabbing a hospital gown from one of the cabinets. "still really new, huh? is this your first?" both you and rafe nodded. "oh, how exciting!" she squealed.
"are you aware of what we're going to do for this first visit?" rafe grabbed the chair from the corner of the room, moving it up to where he could sit next to you. "not really." you shook your head, letting rafe's hand envelope your own. "so even though the pregnancy tests you've taken are positive, we're still going to draw blood and run a few tests just to be sure," she started, "i'm going to be asking you a few medical history questions, checking your vitals to make sure everything with you is okay, and we should also be finding out your due date today!"
you took everything in, your tummy fluttering in excitement at the prospect of getting to find out when you were having your baby. "does that sound okay?" she began typing something on her computer as you hummed. "alrighty, first and foremost; when was the date of your last missed menstrual cycle?" you wracked your brain for an answer, trying your best to remember what your calendar book said. "uhm.. i don't know the exact day but i wanna say it's been five weeks since i found out i was pregnant, and before that i was late three weeks." she typed quickly as you spoke.
the questions continued as she took your vitals, along with recording your height and weight. “are you taking any prenatal vitamins?” you were about to say yes before rafe blurted out. “she’s taking the best ones on the market.” he smiled, both you and the nurse laughing as he took the bottle out of your purse. “yeah, those work wonders,” she agreed, “remember a healthy diet is also key to keep both you and the baby healthy. plenty of water, too.” rafe made a mental note to start bringing your stanley everywhere.
the nurse took your blood, instructing you to change into the hospital gown before she left with the viles to take them for testing. “i think she’s gonna put that thing inside of me.” you pointed at the probe on the side of the ultrasound machine, a shiver running down your spine as you sat back down on the chair. rafe couldn’t help but snap some pictures of you, his smile reaching ear to ear as you posed for him. “i hope she doesn’t take long, i’m hungry.” you pouted. just then, the nurse came back in with a some papers in her arms.
“so just as we expected already, your bloodwork came back positive, and everything else looks really good. all we have to do now is your pelvic exam and your ultrasound to get that due date!” you settled into your chair, stirring uncomfortably as she placed your feet onto the stirrups. rafe was watching everything intently, making sure you weren’t in pain or anything as she began your exam. thankfully, she was making small talk with both you and rafe, asking you two questions as well as giving you advice since you were first time parents.
“y’all are going to be just perfect, i promise you that. loving parents create happy households, and by the looks of you two, your home will be overflowing with happiness and love.” she smiled, finishing up your appointment with a satisfied hum. “everything looks good! although your blood pressure is a little bit up, that comes from the nerves you felt earlier, so we definitely want to be more careful with that, but everything else, baby included, looks healthy.” you sighed in relief, your shoulders relaxing as rafe nodded in understanding.
“when will we be able to actually see an ultrasound?” you asked, kind of sad that you didn’t get to see the little bean today. the nurse took her gloves off before checking something off on her clipboard. “i was actually hoping you’d be able to come in two weeks from now? we should be able to see the contraction of a heartbeat since you’ll be ten weeks by then.” you gasped softly. “oh, i would love that!” you nodded frantically, looking up at rafe just to confirm. “yeah, that sounds amazing.” he smiled, stroking your arm before the nurse adjusted the glasses on her nose.
you couldn’t help but feel antsy because of how excited you were, everything hitting you all at once. you were really going to have a baby. with rafe especially, you couldn’t imagine anyone else in his position. “well, i’m going to go set that up then and print out your overview for the appointment. you could go ahead and change back into your clothes and once your done the receptionist will have your paperwork to take home.” you and rafe thanked her and bid her goodbye before she stepped out.
you took everything in once it was just you and rafe, both of you sitting in silence as you gathered your thoughts. now that all you wanted to do was see that sonogram, you knew these next couple of weeks were going to get here agonizingly slow. “let’s get your clothes on.” you let rafe dress you back up, the two of you making your way up front and getting the papers. you were jumping excitedly on your way out once you saw the due date, rafe taking his camera out and getting what felt like the hundredth photo of you today.
“i can’t wait to find out the gender, we’re going to have the cutest nursery!” you squealed excitedly nearly tripping over your feet before rafe rushed over and got you in the truck. “so how about those sandwiches?”
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