#sneezy phone call

[lake-snz]

Such good waves … 😭If you’re into it and comfortable sneezing in front of others a phone call during a fit would be … insane

Sick Phone Call Scenario (f)

Thank you anon :)

I decided to do a phone scenario rather than actually sneezing in front of others because I’m shy, but I hope this suffices!

Scenario:

You decide to pick up the phone and give me a call, as we haven’t spoken in some time and you’d like to catch up. However, the call quickly diverges from conversation to drawing attention to the sneezy mess I am. At first, I make an effort to slow the sneezes and quell how much my nose needs a tissue, but it doesn’t last long. I try to listen and be excited over your accomplishments, but my praises are drowned out by tickly releases that can’t help but come out.

[draconym]

Took Enyo to work with me because he's got a vet appointment later today and I have to say that even though he's very sneezy and I feel bad for him, having him with me in my office is sooooo good. I love when I'm answering emails or phone calls and he beeps and I just automatically answer him "yep" even though this makes me seem insane.

[hannahhook7744]

Canon & Semi-Canon Character List!;

For @askauradonprep .

LMK if you want me to add kids from other disney media like non-descendants books, sequels, and shows.

This list only includes the next gen kids from descendants (as well as Uliana).

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Descendants (Mobile Game):

Scarlet.

Carter (Maybe a gender bent version of Scarlet who is dependent on your character's gender or could be a completely separate character).

Note: Diego de Vil was also in this game, if you want a visual on him.

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Twitter-confirmed: 

Elle, daughter of Eric and Ariel.

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Evie's Wicked Runway:

Mia.

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Scrapped Characters:

Aziz, son of Aladdin and Jasmine (mentioned in ‘the isle of the lost’ and the d1 script).

Anxelin, daughter of Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert (mentioned somewhere unknown as of now).

Hadie, son of Hades (mentioned in ‘Return to the Isle of the Lost’).

Gigi, daughter of Mother Gothel (Mentioned in an early draft of a d2 script).

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Concept Art Characters:

Lil Yaz, son of Yzma.

Quinlynn, daughter of the Queen of Hearts (can be seen in 'Good to be Bad'.)

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Escape from the Isle of the Lost (Book):

Ariana Rose, niece of Aurora and Prince Phillip

Bobby Hood, the son of Robin Hood and Maid Marian.

Derek, the son of Dopey.

Shy, the son of Bashful.

Crabby, the son of Grumpy.

Hap and Cheerful, the sons of Happy.

Snoozy, the son of Sleepy.

Doc II, the son of Doc.

Gesundheit, the son of Sneezy. Nicknamed Gus.

Note: I also remember there being a Sneezy Jr but I can't find proof, so for now I'll just have them here.

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Players Mentioned on the Tourney Wiki:

Brendan.

Miguel (#44).

Tyrone (#32).

Akio (#42).

William (#12).

Li (#85).

Emir (#26).

Note: Aziz was also mentioned here on the wiki.

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Kids Named Only in the Movie:

Taylor (Coach Jenkins called for him during one of the tourney scenes).

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School of Secrets (Book Series):

Opal, the daughter of Mama Odie.

The Tweedledum and Tweedledee cousins, the sons of Tweedledum and Tweedledee.

Yi-min, the daughter of Yao.

Carina Potts, the daughter of Mrs. Potts.

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School of Secrets (Web Series):

Unnamed Kid/Best Bro who's Great Uncle is Smee.

Dianne Doan (narration) and Andrea Savo (screen appearances) as Secret Blogger–the unidentified girl filming Auradon Prep's students who may or may not be Lonnie.

Mark Daugherty as School Reporter.

Blake Rosier as Sleepy Jr, son of Sleepy.

Bashful Jr, son of Bashful.

Ben Stillwell as Happy student.

Maxwell Chase as Jock.

Miles Tagtmeyer as Reasonable Student.

Maybe Sarah? (As shown in Chad's phone).

Unnamed Girl as Ariel's niece.

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Carlos‘s Scavenger hunt (Book):

Henry (White haired little boy who is Carlos's biggest fan).

Unnamed Seven Year Old Son of John Darling.

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Beyond the isle of the lost (Book):

Ace.

Chester, son of the Cheshire Cat.

Katy/Katy, daughter of the smoking caterpillar.

Twee and Dee, twin daughters of Tweedledee.

Dora, daughter of the Dormouse.

Bill, the former cook of the Duchess's nephew.

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Descendants 1 (Movie):

Mal, the daughter of Maleficent and Hades.

Evie, the daughter of Evil Queen.

Jay, the son of Jafar.

Carlos De Vil,  the son of Cruella De Vil.

Ben, the son of Belle and Beast.

Audrey, the daughter of Aurora and Prince Phillip.

Lonnie, the daughter of Fa Mulan and Li Shang.

Chad Charming, the son of Cinderella and Prince Charming.

Jane, the daughter of the Fairy Godmother.

Doug, the son of Dopey and Doug's mother.

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Rise of Red (Movie): 

Red, daughter of the Queen of Hearts.

Chloe Charming, daughter of Cinderella and Prince Charming.

Maddox Hatter, the Mad Hatter's son.

Morgie, the son of Morgana le Fay. 

Uliana/Ulyana, the younger sister of Ursula, and the aunt of Uma.

Unnamed Jasladdin/Jaladdin kid who can't be Aziz because the timeline doesn't work.

Zellie/Meadow, daughter of Rapunzel who may actually be Rapunzel (EDITED TO ADD NOTE: rumor has it that the actress who played Zellie/Meadow does not want her photos used, so if you do write Zellie or plan to use her character you may want to fancast/use a background character from the movies as her or avoid using photos all together. Unless it's proven otherwise).

Note: I’ve only included characters who didn’t exist before the movie. So no teenage versions of the adults. No Merlin, , and no Jack of Diamonds (since we see him as an adult only).

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The Isle of the Lost (Book): 

Anthony Tremaine, the son of Anastasia Tremaine.

Beelzebub, the daughter of Lucifer.

Claudine Frollo, the daughter of Claude Frollo.

Clay Clayton, the son of Clayton.

Diego De Vil, the nephew of Cruella De Vil.

Gaston Jr. and Gaston the Third, the twin sons of Gaston.

Ginny Gothel, the daughter of Mother Gothel.

Harry Badun, the son of Horace.

Jace Badun, the son of Jasper.

Jade, the niece of Jafar.

Harriet Hook, the daughter of Captain Hook.

Lagan and Derelict, the children of Flotsam and Jetsam.

LeFou Deux, the son of LeFou.

Madam Mim's granddaughters.

Othello, the son of Iago.

Sammy Smee, the son of Mr. Smee.

The Evil Step-Granddaughters, six or seven unnamed daughters of Drizella Tremaine.

The Sea Witches who may or may not be related to Ursula.

Spotted Hyenas, the children of Shenzi, Benzai, and Ed.

Reza, the son of a former Royal Astronomer of Agrabah.

Yzla, the daughter of Yzma.

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Descendants Wicked World (Show): 

Freddie Facilier, the daughter of Dr. Facilier.

CJ Hook, the daughter of Captain Hook.

Zevon, the son of Yzma.

Jordan, the daughter of the Genie.

Ally, the daughter of Alice.

Ruby, the daughter of Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert.

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Return to the Isle of the Lost (Book): 

Hadie, the son of Hades.

Mad Maddy, the granddaughter of Madam Mim.

Rick Ratcliffe, the son of Governor Ratcliffe.

Hermie Bing, the daughter of The Ringmaster.

Crocodile Descendants, the children of Tick Tock.

Herkie, the son of Hercules and Megara.

Tiger Peony, the daughter of Tiger Lily.

Artie, the son of King Arthur.

Gordon, the son of Grumpy.

Pin, the son of Pinocchio.

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Rise of the Isle of the Lost (Book): 

Stabbington cousins,  the children of the Stabbington brothers.

Arabella, the niece of Ariel and Eric

Li Shang Jr., the son of Fa Mulan and Li Shang.

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Descendants 2 (Movie): 

Kristie Sita plays an unnamed blonde pirate girl amputee in purple seen in Uma’s Crew. 

Uma, the daughter of Ursula.

Harry Hook, the son of Captain Hook.

Gil, the son of Gaston.

Dizzy Tremaine, the daughter of Drizella Tremaine.

Note: characters of Uma’s crew have been named in her book, but not all of them and there were plenty of other background kids from the movies and stuff that weren't named.

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Uma’s Wicked Book:

Jonas, member of Uma’s crew.

Gonzo, member of Uma’s crew.

Bonny, member of Uma’s crew.

Desiree, member of Uma’s crew.

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Descendants 3 (Movie): 

Celia Facilier, the daughter of Dr. Facilier.

Squeaky Smee, one of the twin sons of Mr. Smee.

Squirmy Smee, one of the twin sons of Mr. Smee.

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Characters Who Were Mentioned That I Have Zero Clue Where They Were Mentioned:

Pirate named Maria/Marya.

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Application Kids:

A kid who's name starts with Do or Da. Might be named Dawn. May be the child of a witch/someone selling something & a builder.

Cozzy/Coco, child of a writer named 'William' and a doctor named 'Martha'.

Hector/Sticks, child of an entertaynor/entertainer named Vivian and Lotso.

Bug, child of a bug eater (mom) and the implied child of Oogie Boogie.

Seen in this post by @leftbehindtorot :

If I missed anyone, let me know. Thank you for the help, @casinotrio1965 .

[woso-fan13]

Sicktember 2023: 24 (USWNT)

"Did you just sneeze?"

“It’s a bird, it’s a plane, no it’s super baby,” Kelley cheers, holding you parallel to the ground as she ‘flies’ your small body around the living room. 

Your giggles are contagious and they soon attract your Mama’s attention. Alex peeks into the room, seeing the chaos that has occurred. 

“What are you doing to my baby?” Alex asks, a hand on her hip and her eyebrow jokingly raised. 

“Your baby?!” Kelley asks astoundedly, “Your baby?!? If I remember correctly, you didn’t change a diaper for the first year. This is my baby- 100%”

“I gave up my body and my career to carry and feed our daughter, the least you could do was change a few diapers.”

Kelley holds you out straight so you’re looking at her, “what do you think, huh? Are you Mommy and Mama’s baby?”

You babble indistinctly back at her as the two women stare adoringly at you. Because they had been watching you so closely, your moms were able to watch as you took a deep breath and your eyes closed. Unfortunately, neither of your moms had a chance to react before your nostrils flared and you sneezed wetly. Twice. Right in your Mommy’s face. 

“Did you just sneeze?” She asks you, her voice low as to not show any emotion. You don’t respond because, well, you’re a baby and you don’t have the words to respond even if you did know what to call that funny feeling and loud sound you just made. 

Kelley turns to Alex, “did she just sneeze? On me?”

Alex can’t speak, instead nodding her head once. Kelley simply hands you over to your Mama, mumbling something about not wanting the baby anymore before leaving the room. 

—-

Two days later, you and your Mommy were once again in the living room. This time, though, there was much less happy chatter and giggling. 

You were dressed only in a diaper, the fever overheating you as the copious amounts of fluid that they were feeding you quickly worked their way through your small body. Kelley was sitting on the sofa and your small body was resting lamely on her stomach and chest. She had one hand under your bum, keeping you in a comfortable position, while her other hand was fiddling with her phone as she canceled plans due to the sick baby she currently had resting on her. 

She can feel you take a slightly larger inhale than usual, and she looks down. She sees your eyes begin fluttering shut and she can feel your breath hitching under her palm. Quickly, Kelley drops her phone onto the cushion next to her and pulls a tissue out of the tissue box that she had taken to carrying around. She cups your nose and mouth gently in the tissue, waiting for the inevitable. 

You pitch forward into her hand, sneezing a snotty, congested sounding sneeze. Kelley knows by this point not to take the tissue away, as your moms had learned the hard way that you never sneeze just once. 

You sneeze again, sighing. But your Mommy can still feel your nose wiggling before you sputter out another sneeze, this one louder than the previous two. 

“Bless you, bless you, bless you, you sneezy monster,” she says, planting a kiss on the top of your head after each ‘bless you.” She wipes your nose clean, dropping the tissue into the quickly growing pile and begins running her now free hand through your hair. 

“Everyone alright?” Alex shouts from the kitchen, appearing in the doorway. 

“We’re fine, right bug?” Mommy asks you, “cause you’re so smart and you know not to sneeze on Mommy anymore.”

With impeccable timing, you sneeze directly on Kelley. The woman stands up, holding you at an arm's length as she walks over to Alex. 

“Your turn,” she simply says, pushing you gently into Mama’s arms. 

[wetsnifflesneeze]

Imagining a scenario with girlfriends where one of them takes a very long flight, hasn’t had wifi and when they finally get to speak to their partner who’s at home they find out the poor thing has come down with a bad cold 💞 I just love caretaking so I’m fantasising about how that could work from in the distance.

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Upon arriving at their destination they video call their partner.

“Hey honey” they say softly with a smile upon seeing their partner curled up in their bed.

“Hey baby” she smiles.

“I hope I didn’t wake you up, I know it’s late there. I just wanted to see your beautiful face and let you know I’m here.”

“Oh! no you didn’t… actually I’ve been sleeping for most of the day, I have a bad cold so I wasn’t feeling good.”

“Sweetie…my poor baby, you sound all stuffy. How are you feeling now?”

“I took the day off work so I could rest.. so I’m okay *ahtIIIISSSSHhhhoo* *snnnf* ugh sorry” the sudden sneeze sprayed the air as she turned her head to the side.

“Bless you my love, I’m glad you didn’t go to work but I’m so sorry I’m not there to take care of you. Have you eaten? I can order you some dinner?”

She smiles at the kind gesture of her gf wanting to order her food, trying to take care of her from far away.

“No that’s very sweet but it’s okay baby I have eaten some soup already *Eisshhiieew* *Etiiisshhhoo* hhhh.. *Tiiisshhhoo* *Ahiiiisstchoo* *Hettttttccchiiiiew* *Haiiiisssshhhhoo*” she sneezed rapidly and desperately into some tissues.

“Bless you!!! My cute sneezy baby” “I keep sneezing... snnnff *cough* *cough*”

Sniffling makes her need to cough so she blows her nose instead.

“That’s it baby, blowing your nose will help, poor thing you’re so stuffed up”

“Yeah I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep again anytime soon, I can’t even breathe *Snnnfg*”

“I know baby, I’m sorry. Did you take some medicine? you know we have some in our cupboard.”

“I took some earlier but it is definitely time to have some more.. thanks for reminding me.” “Of course honey, I wish I was there to take care of you properly but I’ll make it up to you when I’m back.”

*Heiiiishhhhieww* *t’SHHHiiiew* she raised her hand slightly but just sneezed down towards her blanket. *ettTSHHHiiiiew* “Ugh *SNIFF*”

“Bless you sweet pea.”

She turned her face away and buries it into the pillows and lets out a soft groaning noise.

“What is it baby? Does you head hurt?” She knew the other girl so well.

“Mhmm it hurts.”

“It’s okay just close your eyes sweetheart, just relax and let your medicine start to work okay? I need to get some things here organised but I’ll stay here on the phone with you.”

They stay on the phone together. After a while of sniffles and sneezes and bless yous and terms of endearment exchanged there is almost silence as her gf falls asleep.

[bellysoupset]

Masterlist Part 3

-> Masterlist Part 1

-> Masterlist Part 2

Max gets sick during a field trip, while sharing a room with Vin + Caretaker Vince

Luke gets sick thanks to spicy food + Caretaker Bella

Max continues to be sick during the field trip + Caretaker Vince and Wen

Max's thoughts after the field trip + caretaking Vince *

Vince has a nightmare and Wendy comforts him * Fluff

Luke has indigestion + Caretaker Vince + jealous Luke

Leo has food poisoning + Caretaker Luke

Luke has a migraine but Bella thinks he's drunk + Smutty start

Jonah's sick during his 3 weeks away + caretaker Jackie *

Jonah's sick during his 3 weeks away + caretaker over the phone Leo

Wendy gets hot and bothered over Vince's upset belly during a call *

Max celebrates his first good bday + caretaker Vince

Leo goes ballroom dancing with Wendy + caretaker Wendy (intro of Leo's mom!)

Bella has an upset belly while out at dinner with Luke and his boss *

Wendy comforts Leo about his mom*

Luke and Bella comfort Leo about his mom/They tell Jonah*

Jonah comes home and helps Leo*

Bella and Luke chat about the Leo situation*

Leo gets sick after Jonah is back from Europe

Vince faints during class and Max helps

Max helps Vince with low blood sugar

Jonah has food poisoning during boxing classes + Caretaker Bella

Wendy has a migraine in Doveport and Max helps

Vince and Max help Wendy with a migraine

Max gets indigestion while at lunch with Wendy

Bella gets carsick while helping Leo pick a new car

Vince gets a stomach flu and Wendy doesn't believe him

Luke gets smitten by his witchy wife (no emeto, just fluff) *

Vince having the aftershocks of stomach flu + Wendy caretaker (setting a date for him to come back to Welton)

Bella telling Luke she's not pregnant

Lucas getting super sick in the middle of the night + caretakers: Vince, Jonah and Leo

Bella getting super sick in the middle of the night + caretaker Wendy

Sick at Home - All Monacellis Sick:

Sick at Home - Part 1 (Vince + Livia) Sick at Home - Part 2 (Vince + Sophia + Livia) Sick at Home - Part 3 (Sick! Vince + Sophia + Max as caretaker)

Leo with food poisoning at home + Jon caretaker

Jonah with food poisoning on the road + Vince caretaker

Lucas panicked at his yearly check-up + Vince caretaker

Sneezy and miserable Leo + Jonah caretaker**

Jonah sick from antibiotics + caretaker Leo

Wendy getting pukey after drinking too much at a date + caretaker Vince

Luke and Bella talk about moving out of their house ** no emeto

Max meeting the gang - Part 1 ** no emeto

Max meeting the gang - Part 2 + sick Max/caretakers Vince/Wendy

Leo thinking Jonah is giving him the silent treatment + pukey!concussed Jonah

Lucas catching the ending of Vince's stomach flu + caretaker Vince - Part 1

Lucas with Vince's flu + caretaker Vince + angst!

Bella comforting Luke after his fight with Vince ** no emeto

Jonah and Bella gossiping about what's different with Wendy ** no emeto

[newsfmember]

Hello 🙃 have been an observer for a while but new to this side of the community - down to chat if interested (about anything and everything snz related or not, DM me / ask whatever😎)

(M, mid 20s, only into F, minors DNI)

Get to know me better!

Found these online and thought I’d try to give the community some more insight into who I am given I’m quite new here!! Mostly non-sneezy, but if anyone has good sneeze prompts send my way!!

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Questions

1. What do you do for work?

2. What playlists do you have on your phone?

3. Guilty pleasures?

4. Something you regret.

5. Celebrity crush?

6. How many languages do you know?

7. Make a confession.

8. What’s your favorite book?

9. What was your childhood dream job?

10. Do you have any pets?

11. How many siblings do you have? Are you oldest, middle, or youngest?

12. How tall are you?

13. What’s something you’re insecure about?

14. Embarrassing memory?

15. What’s the most expensive thing you’ve ever bought?

16. Have you ever had a one night stand?

17. A song that evokes a good memory?

18. A song that evokes a bad memory?

19. Do you prefer phone calls, facetime, or texting?

20. What’s a controversial opinion you have?

21. Do you believe in second chances?

22. 3 things you love about yourself.

23. What is something you are sure you’d NEVER do?

24. How different is your actual adult self from how you pictured it when you were little?

25. Have you ever met a celebrity?

26. Free Pass! (Ask whatever question you want to know that’s not on the list)

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Answers

1. I’m in investment banking (yes finance I know lol).

2. I have a ton but pretty much only listen to 2 these days. One is my alternative / rock ish playlist and the other is my EDM playlist. I LOVE music though (play guitar and enjoy making edm music for fun) and am always down to talk tunes lol.

3. Secretly being infatuated by women in my life sneezing… of course lol

4. Honestly my major in college (majored in business but didn’t think it was one bit interesting unfortunately)

5. Well way too many to pick one (also side note always like imagining celebrity sneezes given how in the spotlight they are / feel like this gives way to good embarrassing / loss of control content ahhh 😂) but to name a few -> Kelsey Asbille, Lilly Collins, Margaret Qualley (side note, interesting that the first that come to mind here are all like dark-toned / brunette, all of my girlfriends have been blond)

6. I speak 3 languages! English / French fluently, and Arabic semi-fluently (minored in Arabic in college, long story haha)

7. Confession: Id be lying if I said i haven’t imagined essentially every girl I’ve ever been attracted to sneezing in my arms… sorry!!! (Not 🫣)

8. Favorite book is the sparrow by Mary Doria Russell

9. Cosmologist for sure. Still love anything space / universe related, find it so crazy / interesting

10. Don’t have any pets in my apartment, but yes I have a dog and two cats at my parent’s house

11. Im the oldest of two - have a younger sister ~2 years younger than me

12. ALMOST 6 ft. Lol no but actually 5’11.

13. Honestly a pretty comfortable in my own skin type of person. My sneezing around people kind of feels like a cop out answer but I’d have to say that one — I’m shy about it and have a (usually impenetrable … but not always…) mental block

14. ^ having to stifle sneezes next to a *very* cute classmate / project partner in college when a mystery illness was going around the extended friend group. Ended up not being sick but in the moment was like “pls don’t be grossed out I stg I’m good lol” after haha

15. Not a huge spender but probably one of my multiple guitars that wasn’t gifted to me

16. Indeed I have .. 😶

17. I want you by Chris Lake — heard that pretty much every tailgate in college which were some of the best days of the year

18. Cool and calm by sticky fingers — reminds me of a breakup (long time ago / over it … but still will always be tainted. Great song though I love that band 😂)

19. Phone calls / FaceTime I guess if I’m close enough to someone? I find like flirty / hinge style shallow texting to get quite boring especially with people I don’t know well / don’t know me well lol. Chatting about snz stuff here with new friends is a different story obviously (again somewhat new here and I’m loving it).

20. Not sure how controversial this is (but it might be idk let me know I guess 😂) but I genuinely believe that many, not all, physical and mental problems can be solved by eating / sleeping well and exercising. Certainly has been the case for me but know everyone’s different

21. I do. Think you have to be careful about handing them out with no thought, but I definitely believe in them / have been given them before myself!

22. Hmmm I’m kind definitely not one to talk about myself in an overbearing way, but I guess 1) my eyes 👀 haha my whole family has the same greenish / yellowish / hazel eyes with little dark spots scattered about and I’ve found that people tend to find them quite cool. 2) I’ve always been a (calculated) risk taker / never really afraid to fail which I attribute to getting good at languages / guitar. 3) I think I’m funny … with the right audience lol

23. Go on one of those deep sea commercial submarine explorations. Not trying to dive thousands of feet in a crammed metal box to look out of the window at a pitch black / endless ocean just to implode at the bottom. Anyway I’d go skydiving though 😂

24. Honestly not that different aside from the job I’m currently in. Feel like my physical / personality traits have remained pretty unchanged

25. Eh none to really shout about. A few smaller djs who I like but that’s about it.

26. Ask whatever here (snz related or not!!) and ill answer to the best of my abilities. Really enjoying interacting with all of you so far🙃!!

[pr3ttym3l]

sick day (nightowl fan fic!!)

Nightowl: (gently tucking a blanket around Y/N) “You’re going to get better, cutie. I promise! Just rest, okay? I’ll take care of everything.”

Y/N: (sniffling) “Thanks, Nightowl. You’re always so sweet. I just… I hate feeling like this.”

Nightowl: (smiling) “I know, but you’re doing great. Here, sip some tea. It’ll help.”

(Y/N takes a small sip, then sneezes softly. Nightowl chuckles, leaning closer.)

Nightowl: “Bless you! You’re still adorable, you know that?”

(Y/N blushes, managing a shy smile. Nightowl leans in, brushing a strand of hair behind Y/N's ear, their eyes sparkling.)

Y/N: “You’re just saying that because you’re being nice…”

Nightowl: “No, really! You’re cutie even when you’re sick.”

(Feeling bold, Nightowl leans in and kisses Y/N deeply. It’s tender, filled with warmth and care. They pull back, both surprised by the intensity.)

Y/N: “Wow… that was nice.”

Nightowl: (grinning) “I thought so too! But, uh… maybe not the best idea considering…”

(They both start to cough, realizing that Nightowl just caught Y/N's cold.)

Y/N: (giggling softly) “Looks like we’re in this together now.”

Nightowl: “Great! Double the cuddles, double the tea! But we might need some help.”

Y/N: “Who can we call?”

Nightowl: “Let’s get Quest! He always knows what to do.”

(Nightowl picks up the phone, trying to stifle a cough as he dials.)

Nightowl: “Hey, Quest! We need some serious rescue help over here.”

Quest: (voice from the other end) “Uh-oh, you two are both sick? I’m on my way with soup and medicine! Hold tight!”

(As they hang up, Nightowl leans against Y/N, smiling despite the situation.)

Nightowl: “Guess we’ll be stuck together for a bit. Ready for a sick day adventure?”

Y/N: “As long as it’s with you, I’m ready.”

(They settle back into the blankets, smiles on their faces, knowing they’ll get through this together—with a little help from their friend.)

(The doorbell rings, and Nightowl stumbles to answer it, feeling a bit wobbly but determined.)

Quest: (walking in with a big pot of soup and a bag of medicine) “Whoa! You two look like you’ve been through a blender! What happened?”

Y/N: (smiling weakly) “Just a little cold… and maybe a kiss that went too far.”

Quest: (raising an eyebrow, smirking) “A kiss, huh? Sounds like it was worth it! But now you’re both sick. Classic.”

Nightowl: “Yeah, we were just being all cute and then—bam! Sick combo.”

Quest: (setting down the soup) “Alright, time for some magic soup. This’ll fix you right up!”

(He ladles the soup into bowls, the steam rising and filling the room with warmth.)

Y/N: “You always know how to make everything better, Quest. Thank you.”

Quest: “Just doing my best! Now, eat up. You two need your strength back.”

(As they dig into the soup, Nightowl tries to be cheerful, but he sneezes dramatically, causing Y/N to giggle.)

Nightowl: (grinning) “Okay, maybe I’m not quite as strong as I thought.”

Y/N: “You’re still my hero, even if you’re a sneezy one.”

Quest: (teasingly) “The great Nightowl brought low by a little cold. What would your fans say?”

Nightowl: (laughing) “They’d probably laugh! But hey, you’re here to save the day. Super Quest to the rescue!”

(After finishing the soup, they settle back on the couch, wrapped in blankets.)

Quest: “So, what’s the plan? More movies? Blanket forts? I can build a fort if you want!”

Y/N: “A blanket fort sounds amazing right now!”

Nightowl: “Count me in! We’ll make it the coziest fort ever.”

Quest: “Alright! I’ll gather supplies while you two pick a movie. Just remember, no scary ones—you need rest!”

(They giggle as Quest heads to gather more blankets and pillows, leaving Y/N and Nightowl to browse through movies.)

Y/N: (softly) “I’m really glad you’re here, Nightowl. It makes being sick a little less terrible.”

Nightowl: (smiling) “Me too. And once we’re better, we can have a real adventure—just us. But for now, I wouldn’t trade this time for anything.”

(They share a tender moment, eyes sparkling, then turn back to the screen to pick a light-hearted movie.)

(Quest returns, arms loaded with blankets, and starts building the fort.)

Quest: “Alright, fort is ready! Let’s get inside before the cold gets us!”

Nightowl: “Lead the way, Captain Quest!”

(They crawl into the blanket fort, laughter echoing as Quest starts the movie, the three of them huddled close together.)

Y/N: “This is perfect. Just what I needed.”

Nightowl: “Agreed. Cuddles, soup, and good company. Who could ask for more?”

(As the movie plays, they feel the warmth of friendship and love wrap around them like the blankets, making the sickness a little less

(As the movie plays, the sounds of laughter and lighthearted dialogue fill the fort.)

Quest: (leaning back against the cushions) “This is the perfect setup! If only we could make this our permanent hangout.”

Y/N: (snuggling closer to Nightowl) “I could get used to this. Just the three of us, hiding from the world.”

Nightowl: “Absolutely! We could have blanket fort parties every weekend. No sick days allowed!”

Quest: “Deal! Just as long as there’s soup and movie marathons.”

(As the plot thickens on screen, Y/N sneezes again, and Nightowl instinctively reaches over to hand them a tissue.)

Y/N: “Thanks,owl.”

Nightowl: “Always! Just trying to be a good partner. But honestly, I think the soup Quest made is working wonders.”

(Quest pretends to flex his arms.)

Quest: “Super chef skills! I should add that to my resume.”

Y/N: “You could be a professional soup maker. ‘Quest’s Souper Delights’!”

Nightowl: “I’d be your first customer! I’d order soup for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”

(As the movie progresses, Nightowl feels a sudden wave of dizziness. He leans back against the fort wall, closing his eyes for a moment.)

Y/N: “You okay, Nightowl?”

Nightowl: (opening his eyes) “Yeah, just a little lightheaded. Guess the cold’s hitting me harder than I thought.”

Quest: (concerned) “You need to drink more fluids. I can get you some water!”

Nightowl: “No, it’s okay. I’ll manage.”

Y/N: (softly) “You need to take care of yourself too. We’re in this together, remember?”

Nightowl: (smiling) “You’re right. It’s just hard to focus when you look so cute all snuggled up.”

(Y/N blushes, and Quest rolls his eyes playfully.)

Quest: “Alright, lovebirds! Let’s focus on getting healthy so we can have our adventures. No more mushy stuff for now—save it for the recovery party!”

(They continue watching the movie, sharing jokes and comments. As it nears the end, Nightowl starts to feel worse, leaning heavily against Y/N.)

Y/N: “Hey, how about we pause? You look like you could use a break.”

Nightowl: “Maybe just a quick rest. I’ll be fine, promise.”

(Quest glances at Y/N, a knowing look passing between them.)

Quest: “You both need to rest. How about I take over the movie for a bit while you two close your eyes?”

Nightowl: “You’re too good to us, Quest.”

Y/N: “Yeah, thank you. We’re lucky to have you.”

(Nightowl reluctantly nestles closer to Y/N, letting his eyes flutter shut. Quest takes over the remote, selecting a lighter movie, the comforting sound filling the fort.)

(A little while later, Y/N feels Nightowl’s breathing become steady, indicating he’s fallen asleep. They smile softly, gently brushing their fingers through his hair.)

Y/N: (whispering) “You always take such good care of me, even when you’re not feeling well.”

Quest: (smirking) “Looks like we’ve got a true night owl here. But he needs to learn to rest too.”

(Y/N nods, a hint of concern in their eyes.)

Y/N: “I’ll make sure he does. Once we’re both better, I’ll keep an eye on him.”

Quest: “That’s the spirit! Teamwork makes the dream work, right?”

(As the movie continues, Quest looks over at Nightowl, who stirs slightly but stays asleep.)

Quest: “You know, this is nice. I love seeing you both like this. It’s rare to have such a cozy day together.”

Y/N: “Yeah, it really is. It’s moments like these that make everything worth it.”

(They share a comfortable silence, the warmth of the fort enveloping them.)

Quest: “Let’s make a pact. Once we’re all healthy, we’ll have a big celebration. A ‘we beat the flu’ party!”

Y/N: “I’m in! We’ll invite everyone, make it a whole thing!”

Nightowl: (sleepily stirring) “Did someone say party?”

(Both Y/N and Quest chuckle, knowing they’re in for some silly fun once they’re back on their feet.)

[cryptidsurveys]

Sunday, December 8th, 2024.

What do you like about the house you live in? It's the house I grew up in, so it holds so many memories - some tangible, some intangible, some pleasant and magical, and some downright awful. For better or worse, this place just feels like home. It's really hard to imagine uprooting and living somewhere else. It actually makes me pretty sad to consider it. Structurally speaking, though…it could use some work. The carpets are old, there are renovations that desperately need to be done, etc. I guess the room I like the most would be my bedroom. It just feels quite safe and cozy.

What’s the most cliche song you can think of right now? Maybe certain Christmas songs because 'tis the season.

Name three of your favourite crepe toppings. I think I've only ever had lingonberry crepes - made with some sort of lingonberry jam and possibly cream cheese. As for something savory, I might go for something like ham and cheese.

Do you watch How I Met Your Mother? What did you think of the ending? I haven't.

Have you ever played paintball? Did you get hit? Naw. I kind of want to try it, though. Brings me back to my YOUTH and playing "Rock Wars" at the park. Not with full on rocks, but with the pebbly sand from the play area. We'd haul some sand up to the equipment platforms and break into two teams. One team would stay down below and the other would man the structure, and then we'd just…throw rocks at each other, lmao. Not a single cell phone in sight, just people living in the moment. ;D

Right now, are you too hot, too cold or just right? I'm just about right. Maybe a little too warm, but it's not uncomfortable.

What was your favourite fairy tale when you were a kid? I don't know if it counts as a fairy tale, but this children's book called Young Guinevere. The artwork was absolutely beautiful. Also, for a similar reason, while not a traditional fairy tale, a book called Dinosaur Dream. Just beautifully illustrated.

How do you feel today? Tell me about it. Fairly decent. I filled out some more paperwork for social security yesterday and I'm just thinking about what will happen if it's declined this time around. Kind of thinking it will be, but who knows. I'm not super worried because I do think I'm at a point where I could work at least part time at the animal shelter (enough to earn what I would have received in disability payments), but it's going to be such a big step. A step I need to take eventually. Just need an opening!

Also, there might be a respiratory illness making its way through cattery. I think the last time this happened in a major way was back in 2020 or early 2021. They had to close down to the public for a few weeks while it cleared up. Since I was more of a casual volunteer at that time, I wasn't allowed to go in. This time, though, I'm going to be there through it all. I'm really only worried about three of our kitties - who, unfortunately, happen to be sneezy already. One is elderly and has kidney disease (it seems to be hitting her hard), then another cat with liver disease (he seems okay, but we do have to keep an eye on him due to his weakened immune system), and a third who is also elderly and happens to be a tripod (he's in pretty good shape, all things considered, but I do worry about him), so I'm just hoping everyone will come through alright.

Oh, and my stomach is doing somewhat better today. I realized while scrolling back through some recent surveys that it's been going on longer than last Tuesday. I was already complaining about it then, saying that things had been messed up for a few days already, so…anyway. Thankful to not have a serious bubble gut, although I am still trying to be conscious of what I eat so as not to set it off again.

What’s the weather like today? It started off mostly sunny and calm. It's currently mostly cloudy, breezy, and 67*F. We're supposed to get some snow tomorrow afternoon, though! <3

Do you ever use a laptop in bed? I haven't had a laptop for several years now, but I used to do that frequently. Still do the same with my phone and listening to YouTube.

What were you doing in 2014? Uh…not much. I remember almost nothing from 2014 aside from working a few hours a week at PDI. My dad and I might have gone on a few hiking / camping trips, but even that was starting to fizzle out. Got back in contact with my sibling, but I think that lasted all of one visit before things went to shit again.

Are you wearing socks right now? What colour are they? Yeah. They're white and gray.

What time are you taking this survey? 1:45pm.

Have you ever eaten Caribbean food? No.

Do you need to make any purchases soon, big or small? Just grocery shopping and maybe purchasing a few wish list items for the kitties at the shelter.

What was the first movie you saw at the cinema? How old were you? Pretty sure my parents took me with them to see a Star Wars film when I was just a baby / toddler. Obviously, only very vague memories there. As for the first film geared toward children, I'm not sure, but maybe something like Aladdin or The Lion King.

Do you feel hopeful for the future? A mix of hopeful and hopeless. I'm just trying not to overthink it.

Where did you last fly to on a plane? To / from California for a family vacation + my dad's best friend's wedding when I was 11.

If you were going on a daytime date tomorrow, what would you wear? Lol I haven't been on a date in yeeears. I can't even imagine. But if you can't handle me in my animal shelter attire, then you don't deserve me in my birthday suit. ;D

Are your parents still together? If not, do you know why? They aren't. There are a lot of reasons why.

Have you ever been evicted? Why? No.

Would you say you’re an organised person? I'm somewhere in the middle.

Have you ever worked as a manager or supervisor? No.

Do you eat at a table or on the couch? I mostly eat at my computer desk, occasionally at the kitchen table.

Tell me something good about the last week of your life. Idk. It's not like it's been a bad week or anything (aside from not feeling well), but nothing stands out as a bright spot… Ooh, maybe a kitty being moved from ISO into cattery. She's an absolutely adorable UNIT. Pictured above, but you can't really tell what a chonker she is.

When was the last time you heard a siren? What kind? Not sure.

Do you like jogging? No.

What brand is your TV? Panasonic.

What was the last thing you voted for? Presidential election.

Do you remember much from high school? The memories aren't as vivid as they used to be and some of the years are a bit jumbled up, but I still remember a good amount.

What’s the longest you’ve ever stayed awake? Why did you do it? Idk.

Do you live in the state/province/territory you were born in? No. I was born in Louisiana and currently live in Colorado.

What do you want to eat right now? Kind of craving cashew chicken, steamed rice, and cream cheese wontons, but idk if my stomach would tolerate it. In fact, I'm almost certain it wouldn't.

What are the five apps on your phone that you use most often? YouTube, Instagram, and GroupMe are pretty much the only apps I use.

What’s one of the most useless things you’ve ever purchased? Idk.

[oh-no-my-hand-slipped]

A Sneezy Season at Santa’s

Chapter 13: Code Rudolph

Info About This Choose Your Own Adventure

Cherry began fidgeting with her braid.

“Oh, you’re right. We can’t just leave him here. He could fall, his fever could go up…or, well, he’d keep working himself to death.”

She maneuvered herself beside him, taking one arm.

“The infirmary’s on the first floor. You can take this side…”

You pick Niamh up by his underarm. Luckily, with his gaunt frame, he isn’t too difficult to carry. The two of you are able to take him to the elevator, and Cherry pushes the right button with her shoulder.

“Okay,” she said, puffing. “Hard part’s over. Maybe we can - mmph - get some help in the lobby.”

The doors closed, and the soft jingle of elevator music began.

Suddenly, you felt a jolt as Niamh shifted in your arms.

“Wha’s…wha’s going…?”

Niamh blinked, trying to stumble forward. You and Cherry only barely managed to keep you all from toppling over.

“Niamh, Niamh, it’s okay!” Cherry said. “We’re taking you to the infirmary. Just going to - huff - get you checked out.”

“Bud…the lines…no one’s on the lines…” Niamh mumbled, reaching out towards the elevator buttons.

You grab his wrist, gently leading his hand back to his side. You say that there’s more important things to worry about than phone calls.

“Don’d…touch me-! hhh’TSH’iew!”

Niamh lurched forward, and you laid an arm across his chest, bracing against him.

“Oh, bless you, Niamh,” Cherry said, clucking her tongue.

“Snf-! Guh…thad felt…ndice…”

You felt a flutter in your chest. Niamh laid his forehead on your shoulder. Even through your overalls, you could feel his fever.

“Sorry,” he murmured, sniffling. “Mby head…hhih-!”

He turned his head into your chest, grabbing onto the straps of your overalls.

“hhhh’TSHHHHIEW!”

You felt the spray on your chest, even through the thick denim. The flutter in your chest began to buzz, and your face now felt even hotter than Niamh’s.

Before you could react, you heard a quiet tone, and the elevator doors opened. Cherry chuckled.

“Don’t worry, I know a good dry cleaner!” she said, pulling both out of the elevator.

Okay, either she doesn’t know anything, or she’s just messing with you.

Despite how bustling the lobby was earlier, it was now completely empty. Luckily, Niamh was somewhat conscious, and could walk with a little support. Cherry began her tour spiel about the infirmary, but all you could hear was the blood pounding in your flushed ears.

Once you all finally got to the infirmary, there was no question as to where everyone went. The countless rows of beds were filled, and masked medics buzzed from place to place, weaving around each other with equipment, charts, and trays.

A medic finally met you at the door, presenting you with masks.

“Whad can I do for you?” she asked, her hoarse voice struggling to speak over the noise of the infirmary.

“Well, our friend hasn’t been feeling well,” Cherry said, letting another pair of medics take him to the back.

“Sdeezing, congestion, fever?”

“Exactly. It doesn’t sound like you’re feeling well either.”

The medic sniffled.

“I’b better off than sobe of the other patients. Would you mbind answering a few questions? We’re trying to gather sobe data on this ndew illness, but it doesn’t seem like your friend in any condition to do so.

Cherry nodded. “Of course. The faster we get to the bottom of this, the better.”

While Cherry talks with the medic, you look around the infirmary. You see a few familiar faces — Cam, who was nose deep in a handkerchief, a few elves with woodworking goggles, even Andre, who was clutching his hat in his hands as he talked to another medic.

You were about to turn back to Cherry when a flash of movement from a nearby window caught your attention.

A small elf, smaller than you’d ever seen, with enormous ears and squinting eyes peeked in through the window. When they realized they were being watched, they stumbled backwards, scrambling away from your view.

[babybearsnz]

Heyyyy!! Since you're familiar with Seventeen, could you do a SVT Dino allergy fic?? The plot can be anything you want with preferably Woozi as caretaker? Thank youuuu

At least put the duster down

Sickie: Dino

Caretaker: Woozi

Relationship: Platonic

Dino’s pov:

“Jihoonie-hyung?” I scrubbed at my nose and called for Woozi, walking toward his room.

He met me in the doorway. “Mm?” He looked at me, tired, yet fondly.

“How long have hyungs been cleaning?” I asked. “It’s dusty.” I scrunched up my nose.

He glanced at the clock in the hallway. “Not that long,” he responded. “Everyone was still in bed a couple hours ago.”

I nodded, continuing to scrunch my nose, before pinching it between my thumb and forefinger. “huhNGXT! hehNGXT!”

“Bless you.” Woozi put a hand on my cheek. “Did you take any meds?”

“No,” I mumbled. “They made me dizzy last time.” I pinched my nose again and stifled another sneeze.

Woozi blessed me. “You’re gonna get dizzy anyway if you keep holding in your sneezes like that.” He grinned and put an arm around me. “Want me to make you breakfast?”

“Okay.” He took my hand and we headed to the kitchen. I sat at the table while he dug through the fridge.

Dokyeom was about to come check on me when Coups-hyung scolded him. “Ya, Seokmin-ah, at least put the duster down if you’re going over to Dino.”

Woozi turned around quickly having heard that and waved a hand at DK, shooing him away.

Dokyeom looked at the duster he was holding, slightly surprised. “Aigo, mian.” He walked briskly into the other room to put it away before returning.

I rubbed at my nose for upwards of 15 seconds and S.Coups kneeled in front of me. “I forgot to tell you we were going to clean today,” he sighed. “I hope you’re not feeling too bad.” He rubbed my leg and Dokyeom played with my hair for a little while before walking away.

I waved a hand at them as my breath hitched to assure them it was okay. Clamping my fingers over my nose, I closed my eyes and let my mouth fall open, waiting for the oncoming sneezes. “hhNGXT! hihNGXT! NGXTahh!”

Coups cooed and scratched my head before standing.

“Dino-yah,” Woozi started. I knew he was going to warn me to stop stifling my sneezes.

“Ah, mianhae,” I interrupted. “I forgot.”

Woozi set down a plate in front of me. “That’s alright, bless you.”

“Thank you.” I sniffled.

He kissed the top of my head and filled my plate. “You’ll feel better if you let yourself sneeze the allergen out.” He filled his own plate and sat beside me.

I was inclined to believe him. He suffered from his own allergies so I trusted he knew what he was talking about. I prodded my nose with a knuckle and took a few bites of my eggs.

Woozi took out his phone and called Vernon to come eat. Knowing him, he probably hadn’t eaten a real meal yet.

When Vernon came trotting in, I had my hands together, hovering an inch from my face. “haTCHH! huETCHH! haTCHhiee!”

Vernon joined us at the table. “God bless you.”

“Bless you, there you go.” Woozi rubbed my back. “Much better.”

“Ugh, thank you.” I blew my nose, sneezing into the tissue once more.

Vernon blessed me again, his American culture showing.

“Dino-ssi, are you okay?” Jeonghan hugged me from behind. “So sneezy.”

“I’m okay,” I answered, my nose twitching. I scrunched my nose again, feeling another sneeze coming. Jeonghan was hugging me so tight that I couldn’t escape his arms. I pinched my nose despite Woozi telling me not to so I wouldn’t sneeze on my cuddly hyung. “haNGXT! NGXT! huhNGXT! hehNGXTtchiee!”

“Aww,” Jeonghan cooed.

Vernon slid me a box of tissues. “God bless you.”

“Dino-yah!” Woozi yelled, jokingly.

“Mianhae!” I matched his tone. “I didn’t want to sneeze on him!”

“You should’ve anyway!”

Jeonghan let go of me and laughed at Woozi. “Ya!”

Vernon giggled and cleared the table of our empty plates.

********time skip********

Woozi’s pov:

“You sure you don’t want meds?” I asked Dino. He had been cuddling with me on the couch, sneezing every few minutes as the members kept cleaning the house. Vernon was reading a book while sitting next to us, blessing Dino each time.

“No,” he whined and sniffled harshly. “What else can you give me?”

“Allergy nose spray, but that made you gag for half an hour when you tried it before.” I shrugged.

“It was so gross,” he groaned and blew his nose a couple of times. “Oh.” It was obvious it had irritated his sensitive nose and his breath hitched.

“Aish, come here.” I pulled him closer and stroked his arm.

He scrubbed at his nose, harder than I would’ve liked him to, but I kept my mouth shut. The kid didn’t feel well, it wasn’t his fault. Vernon looked up from his book and frowned and I pressed a tissue to Dino’s face.

He brought up his hands, cupping them over the tissue so I could remove my hand. “haETCHH! hhIDTSHH!! haAITSHH! Ugh, excuse me.” He wiped his nose.

“G’bless you, Channie,” Vernon said sweetly.

“Bless.” I cradled my ’99 liner baby.

Dino sniffled and pressed his wrist to the underside of his nose. “Thank you.”

“I know you’re super sneezy and kinda miserable,” I paused. “But you’re so cute when you want to be cuddled.”

The maknae looked up at me, smiling slightly. His nose was a bright shade of pink and he sniffled. “I wouldn’t let the other members take care of me like this.”

“Kiyeopda,” Vernon laughed.

[bigsnzstanacct]

So I said I was going to try to write something and so… here is yet another fic with original characters that sets up another chapter I may very likely never write but it’s here and it’s very gay and the plot to sneeze ratio is outrageously tilted towards sneeze (although there’s not that many actual sneezes just like… lots and lots of writing ABOUT sneezing) and yet here it is, enjoy hopefully? Shamefully un-proof-read, will probably clean it up later when I read it back and am embarrassed.

BRUNCH PT 1

“So are you completely sure you want to invite him to this brunch?”

Andrew decided to try one last time to make sure this was what his friend wanted. Andrew lay on Lamar’s bed, having spent the night—platonically tysm—at Lamar’s place in anticipation of going out for brunch the next day with friends. Lamar was still digging through his closet, putting together his outfit for the brunch, occasionally looking to Andrew for a yea or nay on a particular article of clothing or accessory.

Knee-deep in fashion, Lamar replied: “I mean I’m completely sure I want him to fuck my brains out—or, like, vice versa, I’m very vers—so yes, that means I’m sure I want him to come to brunch. Like…?”

Andrew rolled his eyes. Lamar was precious, truly just the sweetest lil (vers?) bottom in all the land, but he absolutely did not know what he was getting into with Charles. First off, Charles gave vers? bottom himself if you actually knew him, but of course the height and the pecs and the sheer size of the man always led gays astray, much to Charles’ own frustration (“why are all vers guys bottoms? If you’re a bottom just say so!” And Andrew’s reply: “Babes, you’re nine feet tall and built like a linebacker, they might be vers but they’re bottoms for you sweetheart”). But second, it was May. May wasn’t… the best time of year to invite Charles to brunch, especially at the spot Lamar liked, on the rooftop… outside…

“I mean I’ll totally call him,” Andrew said, relenting. “Not trying to cockblock anybody, just. You know he has allergies and we’re planning to go to the rooftop at Four Forty-Two, right?”

“Oh my god, he has allergies, I have Claritin, it’s a match made in heaven!” Lamar giggled, and went back to accessorizing.

Andrew shook his head, knowing good and well that Claritin wasn’t gonna do shit for what Charles had going on. They’d grown up together and Charlie could barely tame his nose with the extra-strength prescription shit. And even then, Charles had no business sitting outside on a rooftop with the pollen count looking the way it was looking. But what Andrew also knew was a) Charles always said he wasn’t going to let his allergies hold him back (especially after he came out, bulked up, and shed his bean pole scrawny sneezy nerd image for a brick house bulky—still sneezy—hunk image), b) he really had the hots for Lamar. Like… really. Like would never forgive Andrew for not inviting him out when Lamar clearly wanted him bad really. (He would, of course, forgive Andrew. But he’d be a dick about it for like three whole weeks, truly what a drama queen.)

So Andrew took his leave from Lamar’s room and walked to the living room, calling over his shoulder that he was going to reach out to Charles. And, sitting down on the couch, that’s exactly what he did.

“Charlie?”

“Ahhh… A-Andrew… whahhh… wh-whaaaahhhhh…”

“Charles Montgomery Jackson, I know that sound, don’t you blow my eardrums out, drop the phone… drop it right…”

Andrew heard the phone clatter hopefully onto a soft surface, the sound of the phone’s mic rubbing up against whatever Charlie’d dropped it on momentarily all he could hear, even as Andrew, knowing his friend—and his friend’s nose—moved the phone away from his ear. And no sooner had he done so than a resounding “WWHHHAAAAAATTTTSSSCCHHHOOOOOOO!!!” screamed out from the phone receiver. Andrew swore the sound wave of it alone pushed back his hair. (Of course, he knew it didn’t but he wasn’t so sure Charlie’s sneezes couldn’t do that irl.)

Two more screaming sneezes rang out from the phone before Andrew chanced putting his ear back to the receiver.

“So, allergy season’s kick—“

“HHHHHHHHHHARRRRRRRRREEEESCCCHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” Charles bellowed.

It was Andrew’s turn to drop the phone.

Finally, a few sneezes later, they managed to actually talk.

“So, allergy season, Charlie?”

“Man… you have no idea. It’s like the worst one yet. I am SO sorry I blasted you right when you got on the phone but like… you know how it is for me, bro, the shit just comes out of nowhere and boom I’m fucking blasting off. I dunno why this always happens to me, like no matter how many herbal supplements I take, no matter how much local honey I eat, no matter how many extra-strength meds they give me, it’s like my nose doesn’t give a fuck. Just takes all that shit and blows it out with these damn sneezes like it does everything else… dude, it sucks.”

“Sorry, Charlie.” Andrew sing-songed. “You feeling OK otherwise?”

“Yeah, same as always. I used to feel like shit all day when I got my allergies, but I got in shape and it seems like a bunch of that shit went away, everything but…”

“The sneezes.” Andrew finished for him.

“Yeah, dude! My whole body got the memo, like, ‘we’re hot and cool and gay now, thanks, get with the program’ and my nose was like ‘nah man fuck you no new friends, sneeze machine for life!’”

They laughed together, Andrew heartily but a bit bittersweet. Charles really thought he’d changed more than he had, but that was probably because he wanted to change so badly. Andrew had always thought the only thing wrong with the scrawny closeted nerd he’d grown up with was the closet—sneezes notwithstanding—but Charles, it seemed, begged to differ.

“Well, I know how your nose is bothering you today so I almost didn’t want to say anything but…”

“Shit, are you with Lamar? Fuck, did he ask about me? Did he talk about me? Did you talk about me? Don’t tell him how much I suck Andrew, you gotta big me up—“

“Oh my god oh my god calm your thirsty tits, bitch. I am with Lamar, he has nothing but positive if slightly concerning things to say about you, AND we’re going to brunch today at Four Forty-Two so if you’re feeling up to—“

“What time.”

“Charlie, are you sure, it’s gonna be outside on a roof—“

“What. Time.”

“Ugh, 12:45 so actually 1:15.”

“Yes! You’re the best Drew see you there at 1, thank you so much BYE!”

Andrew just shook his head. Charlie thought he was slick. Rushing him off the phone like he was just so excited to get to brunch (he was), as though Andrew couldn’t hear the sneeziness creeping into his tone (he could), and Andrew knew that Charlie knew that Andrew would have cussed him smooth out if he’d deafened Andrew again with those big ole roars he called sneezes (sure would have!).

But just then Lamar slinked out of his bedroom, the brunch outfit in full effect. And giving his very best Mae West (though he didn’t know that’s who he was aping, Lamar didn’t know his history for shit), Lamar said: “I hear that Charles is coming to the brunch.”

[fyodior]

dazai is one of those characters i love so much he makes me sick to my stomach and i have a few old headcanons about him rotting in my notes app

because he never had good healthcare as a child, his body is extremely weak and sensitive. overheats very easily, and throws up or gets an upset stomach whenever he eats something he’s not used to, so you have to be careful with what you feed him and slowly introduce new foods to him.

has issues biting his nails, so you paint them to help him stop. he doesn’t chew on his painted nails because you did them, and he doesn’t want to ruin something you made. he’ll just marvel at them on the rare occasion when you’re not there to give him attention.

one time you went away for a week on a mission, and it was the worst thing that ever happened to him. he spent the entire week curled up in bed, crying into the sheets and blowing up your phone. every time you responded to him he was able to breath a little bit better, and you eventually able to get on a call with him, which calmed him down for the rest of the day. he was sobbing uncontrollably when you came back, and clung onto you for a few days after. you were never assigned to a mission without him after that.

adopts a cat with you, and frequently brings it to the office. you rescued it when it was only a few days old, and it sees the two of you of you as parents. dazai, in the end, is very similar to the cat. whenever you have to give extra attention to the kitten, he gets all pouty and whines for you take care of him as well (which you always oblige to.)

likes little pet names and such, he craves your praise so badly to the point he’ll cave the moment you call him something sweet. eagerly asks you if he’s doing well, and it makes his day when you say yes. “am i pretty? am i doing good?” he’s just compliment fishing, but he’s so sweet you can’t deny him.

wears a little bit eyeliner and mascara, he likes looking pretty for you. he also loves when you do it for him, he just giggles and sneaks in little kisses on your cheek the entire time. puts cute little clips in his hair that kyouka gives him sometimes as well.

you’re the only one who he lets touch him, loves physical affection, but only from you. he loves being hugged and kissed all over, especially in the workplace, he’s so proud he has someone to hold and care for him. purposely wears his bandages in way to show off the hickeys on his neck.

this is so sweet...... snibble snibble snibble.............

i love the idea of him bringing the kitten to the office ehehehe despite kunikida's repeated protests bc the cat makes him sneezy he brings the little orange baby every single day and lets it frolic around (it takes a particular liking to atsushi)

he's just so not used to having someone care for and love him so deeply, unconditionally, and without ulterior motive that having to go without that love tears him apart. he wants you to tell him he's pretty, to do his makeup, to love on him physically, verbally, and emotionally. also him wearing the hairclips kyouka gave him WUAAHHH

i disagree a little bit with the health thing just bc he might've had shit care when he was little but mori def nursed him back to health, and his obsession with crab and sake lends to the idea that he has a pretty hard stomach 💀

he's such a sweet boy i love him so much idc what anyone says

[superbpoetrytheorist01]

THESE PAST FEW MONTHS I'VE BEEN ASKING QUESTIONS (!!!)

SO! Mfn, there were 2 little boys and this lady mfn being in my apartment after the Bitchems' Squad debacle. One night at the height of (1 COUNT 'EM ONEEE!) Me telling him I'll lmao post his ass to FB if he keep on effing playing with me. You know, the ujje. No draegs, no itty bitty twiddy dollar bills, no donuts because he takes the WHOLE MFn BOX BACK after a few hours. Fn f.

The lil boys was having a REAL FUN TIME looking at all the shit I had on the shelf and how cool my apartment was. Lol lame as-f. The real lil pleb was holding the big bulbous torch I got from a nazi bitch that likes to drive around but likes to not get any sex if he wants to try and control me. Bitch YOU? (I'm not even gonna say bitch me out. Bitch YOU?)

They haven't even seen the name brand torches I was starting a collection with... lol another bitch tried to steal my Bayek torch light, I posted it on FB next he could suddenly be found mfn stalker was cowering to the words "It's on in heaven or in hell, forever." Thinking I'll forget or be nice. [Hood coward.]

Fuckin bitch liked me too much.

Anyways...

ONE NIGHT. JMan, Rudeahh Booty Boy, and Titus the litti bitti boodyguard come to my door with the keys they somehow have for it. Either they copied them or stole them, but either way they buh bumped the door and I've FOREVER AND A DAY been trying to understand why THREE TF THREE people don't just barge their way in. I'm on the line, the door crack, tryna offer him a "Cardi deal" (from the business lady getting plays and ways down to the Caribbean niggas) TO: TWOOO: Go away forever without getting arrested, letting me sleep for tonight. They coulda actually met me outside later. But they kept fucking playing with me. Little kittens. Stupid bitches. My boody guard was cool tho. after a while, and this is what I didn't say: Y'all. This is what tripped me up:

[They were afraid of the knife.]

After getting tired of me not wanting to have the ugliness of violence and the tediousness of the explanation phase be upon me, to make the whole thing not on me,

when they separated from the middle of the hallway to apparently gang up on Titus, and they were stepping in ballerina counts towards Titus,

[DISOBEYING ME] when I told them to desist.

and right now I gotta mention they were buh bumping the door mfn at least every minute or few minutes.

Before they got to the middle of the hallway, which was my door, I tossed the knife to Titus cause I knew she could handle herself if it came down to protecting herself. AND in the best way. It should've been fun to get them legally. Fuckin retards.

GUESS WHAT HAPPENS NEXT.

THE FUCKING KNIFE.

[Goes in and out from under the door.]

GUESS WHO FUCKING IS DOING IT.

LMAO

TITUSSSS LMAO

WTF?

I go WTF.

So are they or aren't they saying open the door anymore?

Bitch...when I tell you...

Bitch.

YESSSSS (mf!)

THEY ARE: still

KEYWORD: STILL

MF

telling me to open the door, but I guess this time it's cause she'll get hurt... same same but DIF-FER-ENT!

MFS REALLY WANTED ME TO CALL THE POLICE.

Idk if they knew that the phone Titus had was sitting there ON in the fucking kitchen next to the door, or if they were gonna wait until ( ... )

No, you get it. Bitch ass bitches really got away without me saying the world to them, or making them do sexual acts. Yeah, that sounds bad, maybe I would've told them to do it as rent or go away.

PEOPLE MAKE ME SO MAD WHEN I HAVE THE MONEY FOR THINGS, BUT CAN'T GET IT BECAUSE THEY'RE LYING.

They came through with some crushed up that Titus sneezy wondered her arm to while ALL OF ITTTT was sitting on my phone. Oh yeah, the retards stole my phone and tablet. They better not have given it to my stalker.

[Retards were probably there for that.]

CONTROL ME?

Hashtag you're not doing it right, retard.

[I just remembered that part about how I had the knife first a few days ago.]

I knew something was retarded cause if ALL I HAVE TO DO is press a few numbers, tell them what happened, wait for the (metaphorical or not) mess to be cleaned up, mfn go on about my day, then NAWWW- lemme deel wit sum retards.

-- This was a story, "better than drugs".

[libraryspectre]

Just gonna keep updating this one reblog.

- she's named Blanca because it snowed the day she was born! So that makes sense!

- love interest we're not supposed to like continues to be cartoonish

- evil stepmother just walked backwards into the shadows and then back out like homer simpson

- love interest we're supposed to like is a painter and just gave her a truly unimpressive rose painting

- mystical hypnotist being employed by evil stepmother is the only asian person in the movie so far

- my name is DOC its sHoRt FoR dAkOtA

- this comes after no attempt to explain why a man is named HAP

- the dwarves are a band who work at a hotel?? That blanca is staying at after being hypnotized into forgetting her past?

- seriously the unlikeable love interest is just doing his best to copy the performance of the fairytale prince in enchanted and it DOES NOT WORK

- oh. Oh. The love interests are named lucas prince and hunter. WHO COULD THEY BE??

- ok the dwarves are: hap, doc (sHoRt FoR dAkOtA), Z (sleepy), choo (sneezy), oscar (grumpy, i do kind of like that actually), natalie/nat, and tim. With the last two, I have no idea who's bashful and who's dopey. Edit: i did eventually figure out through acting choices that tim is bashful and nat is dopey. It just occurred to me that maybe Tim is a play on timid?? Nat eludes me. It would be weird if her name was the only one that wasn't a little reference.

- i would bet real money that Hunter (likeable love interest) is gay irl tho he is putting up a heroic effort to have any chemistry with the lead (he is not famous enough that I can google this and stalking his instagram is not helping)

- it just clicked that the sassy sidekick is supposed to be the magic mirror. Good job to the writer for making one subtle choice.

- "this [christmas tree] reminds me of my candy apples!" I cannot emphasize how nonsensical this line is. The tree is pink, but the apples are red. The tree is not decorated. What is going on. Where am I.

- the score is REALLY in your face

- none of the dwarves but Hap and Doc talk because then they'd have to pay them more

- hunter just gave her a framed photo of her dad as a christmas present and upon opening it she goes "did you paint this?" And I was confused cause I thought she meant the photo but upon rewinding a couple of times I realized she means the frame, which is just a regular frame painted white with a few christmas symbols that are obviously stamped on rather than painted.

- ohhhh now we have a classic overhearing half a phone call misunderstanding

- now unlikeable love interest is hitting on evil stepmom

- yknow that thing where an actor is clearly giving an incorrect read of a line? Like hitting the emphasis wrong so it doesnt sound quite right? This movie is full of that

- underwhelming gift #3 from hunter does not involve painting thankfully. I don't think he actually paints.

- THEY JUST REVEALED A VERY PRIVATE MOMENT WAS HAPPENING WITH THE ENTIRE REST OF THE CAST WATCHING 10 FEET AWAY?

- it's a year later and blanca and hunter are getting married. Everyone has one decorationless cupcake. No one is eating them.

- i guess that's it? This was nothing, I'm never doing this again

My new hobby is watching trailers for knockoff hallmark christmas movies on Hulu so I can microdose on how terrible they look without actually having to watch them

And this one trailer straight up has NO AUDIBLE DIALOG. There is music and that's it. And it is not a stylistic choice. You are clearly supposed to be hearing dialog at some points. This bodes VERY WELL for the quality of the film

[softsnzstuff]

Be Careful What You Wish For

Fandom: Stranger Things, (Streamer AU)

Summary: Steve and Eddie get invited to a corporate Christmas party. When Eddie complains because steve got sick and gets out of it, steve offers to give Eddie his cold. (Both have the kink)

CW: mess, contagion

Word Count: 2.3k

*****

“Noooooo! No no no no!” Eddie yelled dramatically as he ran down the apartment hallway with the mail.

“What?? What happened?!” Steve asked, panicked.

“Murray’s Christmas Party invite came in.”

“Jesus Christ Eddie, you made it sound like something was on fire! What’s so bad about Murray and a Christmas party?”

Eddie shot Steve a look, “It’s the corporate Christmas party. The one where we’re supposed to mingle with executives and other ‘influencers’?? I don’t want to go to that.”

Steve sighed, coughing into his shoulder, “Ugh, I don’t either. When is it?”

“Friday night.” Eddie rolled his eyes.

“That’s like… days away?! Thanks for the short notice Murray.”

“Did you really expect anything different?”

“No.”

Murray, their talent manager, was great! He always hooked them up with the best gigs, promotional events, and knew how to interact with fans. His methods, on the other hand, we’re sporadic in nature and very spontaneous usually.

“Does it say anything about a dress code?” Steve asked. “I don’t want to show up under or overdressed.”

Eddie flicked the card, smiling annoyedly, “Not a damn thing, sweetheart. We can call him tomorrow I guess.”

---

Steve woke up to a persistent tickle in his nose and a sore throat. He sniffled to try and relieve the itch, but ended up having the opposite effect.

“HAESSHIEW!” Shit he didn’t want to wake up Eddie. He clamped a hand over his nose, “HNGSSHUU!”

Eddie’s eyes shot open and he immediately rolled over to face Steve, his interest piqued. He tried to hold back a lustful smirk as he asked, “You getting sick Stevie? Those didn’t sound like your regular sneezes.”

Steve sniffled thickly, “I feel a bit sick, yeah.”

“Aww. Poor baby.” Eddie dramatically pouted, poking Steve’s nose. “I’ll make you some tea!”

The older man got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth and pee before putting on some water to boil.

Steve took it upon himself to call Murray and ask about the dress code while Eddie was putting around in the kitchen.

Eddie wasn’t a huge tea person himself, but he knew what kind Steve liked when he wasn’t feeling well. He smiled to himself as he leaned against the counter, waiting for the water to boil. He could hear Steve’s muffled coughs and sniffles from the other room.

A few minutes had passed, the water boiled and the tea was steeped. Eddie carried the mug back towards the bedroom. Steve was propped up in bed now, on his phone.

“Thanks Eddie.” He said as he took the mug from his partner. “Murray says you should wear nice pants, a sports coat and preferably some kind of nice shirt.”

“Ughhh gross- wait. What about you? What are you wearing?”

Steve hesitated for a second, “I’m not going. Murray said he doesn’t want me there if I’m sick because it’s gross.”

He waited for his boyfriend to pick his jaw up off the floor. “Are you serious?? I certainly don’t want to go alone!”

“Chrissy and the girls will be there too!” Steve tried to offer.

“No it’s not the same.” Eddie mumbled, swinging open their shared closet to browse. as he rifled through the clothes he complained, “You’re so lucky you don’t have to go Steve. You always get sick. Just this once I wish it was me…”

“I mean…” Steve started.

Eddie turned around, “What?”

Steve blushed a little, “I could give you my cold…if that’s what you want. I feel pretty sneezy today anyways…”

A huge grin plastered itself to Eddie’s face. “Aww does your nose tickle?”

“Mmhmm. Can you hehh hand me your hih sweatshirt?”

Eddie grabbed the hoodie that was hanging on the back of a chair and passed it to Steve. The younger man grabbed it just in time to hold it in front of his face.

“H’iTZsssiew! … isssHIEW! TSHuhEW!”

As the sneezes tumbled out of him, he rotated the sweatshirt so that he made sure he got most of it.

“Bless you!” Steve handed the hoodie back to Eddie who graciously accepted, putting it on immediately.

Steve closed his eyes, hand fanning his face, “Wait come here!”

Eddie jumped onto the bed next to Steve, who grabbed Eddie by the collar as he pitched forward aiming at Eddie’s stomach.

“iiSSSSHew! TisssHUU!”

He froze, a few droplets of mess dripping from his nose into Eddie’s lap. The long haired man gently used his left hand to lift Steve’s chin, using the sleeve of his right hand to wipe away additional mess from his nose.

“You’re so hot Steve.” He said, pulling him in for a kiss. Eddie could feel Steve’s damp nostrils rubbing against his cheek as they made out.

After 30 seconds or so, Steve had to pull back, nostrils flaring. Without even trying to cover, he turned his head slightly to the side.

“H’eTSHuhew!” Eddie twitched as he felt the mist land on the side of his neck.

“Don’t turn away Steve. I’m trying to catch this, remember?”

Steve, who was pretty sure this was all just a wet dream, closed his eyes as Eddie leaned in close using his pointer finger to gently tap at Steve’s nose.

“Sneeze on me Steve.” He whispered.

Steve moaned, half out of pleasure and half from the buildup to the impending sneeze. Eddie positioned himself right in front of Steve, watching the man’s red and glistening nostrils flare with irritation.

“Eddie I Hihh I’m gonna H’ESSSSHiew! Hi-KSHTew! iiSSSHuhew!”

Eddie leaned back, moaning with desire as Steve misted his face and neck. He licked his lips and kissed Steve again.

Steve pulled a handful of tissues from the table on his side of the bed and gave a crackling nose blow. Eddie smiled, staring at Steve as he cleaned himself up, his face suddenly going slack.

“You okay there Stevie?”

As if suddenly realizing, Steve grabbed Eddie’s pillow from behind him and pressed it to his face. “HEH-IKSHEW! … h’MPTCHiew!!”

Sniffling soupily, he held the pillow out to Eddie, damp spots covering it. Eddie grinned and put the pillow down, laying his face on it.

“C’mere Steve.”

The younger man lay down as well, snuggling up close to Eddie. He rested his head on Eddie’s arm. The sneezing fit had loosened some congestion and made his nose run. Every few minutes, Eddie would reach down with his bare hands and wipe away the mess gathering at the corner of Steve’s nose.

When the sniffling became more persistent, the younger man would nuzzle into Eddie’s chest, wiping his nose on his shirt.

They lay together, sharing Steve’s tea and watching tv until Eddie had to get up to make them lunch.

---

Eddie was feeling pretty good that evening. He was almost certain to catch Steves cold, which is exactly what he wanted until Steve trudged into the kitchen that evening while Eddie was making soup.

“Eds?” He rasped, “I don’t think this is just a cold. I feel like shit.”

Eddie turned around. Steve was in pajama pants and a white tee. It was the flushed cheeks that caught Eddie’s attention. the older man touched his forehead and then moved his hand down to Steve’s cheek. They did feel a little warmer than usual.

“Shit. I think you’re right.” Eddie frowned, pulling Steve into a hug.

“I’m sorry Eddie.” Steve mumbled into Eddie’s shoulder.

“Don’t be sorry. Why are you sorry?”

“Because I already probably gave you whatever I have.”

Aw fuck. That’s right.

Not wanting Steve to feel bad, he put on a smile. “It’s okay Steve. That’s what I wanted. Maybe I’ll get lucky and avoid it after all.”

Eddie wasn’t stupid. He knew that was a blatant lie. He was bound to get this bug eventually. While it seemed like a bad cold for Steve, Eddie also knew that he didn’t get sick nearly as often as his partner. If he ended up getting it, he was sure it would knock him on his ass.

---

Come Friday, Eddie had his answer. It was 4am when he woke up, throat aching, head pounding, and stuffed up. He passed to the bathroom, turning the light on only after the door was closed so he wouldn’t wake Steve.

A shiver ran down his spine making him run at his arms. He took a moment to look at his reflection in the mirror, a pale and tired version of himself staring back.

“IxxCHU! NxxxT! NG’xxTCH! guh…”he blew his nose into some toilet paper and washed his hands before heading back to bed, waiting for sleep or illness to overtake him.

Steve was up and about by 9am. He made himself some toast and eggs while he checked emails on his phone. By the time ten o’clock rolled around, he realized it was odd for Eddie to not be up yet.

Some muffled but harsh sounding coughs coming from the bedroom had Steve on his feet in no time.

Eddie was still laying on his side, eyes closed. He looked paler than normal. Steve knelt down next to the bed and ran a gentle hand through his boyfriends hair, pausing and frowning at the heat radiating off him.

“Eds? You feel really warm. Are you okay?”

The older man didn’t open his eyes - only shook his head no.

“What’s wrong?”

Eddie opened his mouth to answer but instead barked a cough that he tried to cover. “Throat hurts. Achy. Cold. SNF sneezy.”

“I’m sorry baby. I’m going to grab the thermometer really quick.”

Eddie nodded. Steve got up and rummaged through the bathroom cabinet. He took the cap off the plastic instrument and rinsed it off before bringing it back into the bedroom.

When he got back, Eddie’s nostrils were flaring.

“H’iKSHT! Heh-itSCHU! ehhTSCH! Snff iiKSHuh’ue!”

Too tired to move or cover, he sneezed openly across his pillow case. He lifted the collar of his shirt up and used it to pinch away the tendrils of mess that were previously there. Steve grimaced, “Eddie… there’s tissues right there.”

“Too far…” he groaned. Steve’s frown deepened. He hadn’t ever seen Eddie this out of it.

He passed the box to his boyfriend, who cradled it like a teddy bear while steve slipped the thermometer in his mouth. The younger man dialed a number on his phone.

“Hey Murray. Yeah sorry, Eddie’s not going to make it either. He woke up sicker than me…… Mmhmm fever and everything.”

The device beeped and Steve took it out. “101.5°. Yeah he’s down for the count…”

It was at this moment, Eddie let out a particularly wet and sick sounding sneeze. “H’iiKSHuhew! snlorff.”

There was a pause while Steve listened to Murray on the other end of the line.

“Yeah that was him; bless you Eddie.” He said, covering the phone to bless his boyfriend. Eddie just nodded, wiping his nose along the back of his hand.

“So sorry! We’ll be at the next one. Okay bye.”

Steve hung up the phone. “So good news is we don’t have to go to that corporate party tonight!” Steve tried to seem cheery. “Do you want anything to eat?”

Eddie shook his head, “N’do. Just wadda lay here forever. Can we just cuddle?”

Steve softened. “Yeah baby, we can cuddle.”

He crawled under the sheets, sitting up while Eddie rested against his chest. His soft congested snores punctuating the cooking show Steve had put on for himself.

---

After three episodes of Master Chef Jr, Steve must have dozed off because next thing he knows, it’s 4:30pm. He blinks away the sleep and looks around.

The tv is on the “are you still there?” screen and Eddie is still sleeping, cheeks flushed and a sheen of sweat on his forehead. There’s a small damp spot on the pillow where his nose is undoubtedly leaking without his knowing.

Another buzz reminds him why he woke up in the first place. His phone is ringing. He picks it up and sees Chrissy’s picture illuminating the screen. FaceTime.

He clicks the green answer button and suddenly the screen fills with his face and hers.

“Hey Chrissy.” He says in a hushed voice, looking over at Eddie who started to stir.

“Hey, Robin told me you guys aren’t coming to the event tonight? I was just going to ask what you were wearing so I could color coordinate.”

Steve coughed to the side, “Yeah sorry, we’re both sick - Eddie more so than me at this point.”

Chrissy frowned as the brunette turned the phone around to show Eddie. Suddenly, his face scrunched up as he pulled the blankets up to cover his nose.

“iiTCHuhew! H’eKSHTiew! snlrff H’MPTscht!”

“Bless you bub.” Chrissy said sympathetically.

The older man looked up from behind the (now slightly damp) blankets, “Hi Chris. Sorry about m’bissi’g tonight.”

“It’s okay! You sound awful. Probably for the best you two stay home and rest. Have you been like that all day?”

“Pretty m’buch.” Eddie coughed into his sleeve before rolling over to blow his nose.

Steve turned the phone back towards himself while Chrissy virtually took him to the closet. “So I’m wearing this red dress. Do you think white fluffy sweater or black overcoat?”

“Fluffy sweater definitely.” Steve nodded, giving her a thumbs up. “Eds?”

Eddie turned to look, tissues still pressed against his nose. “SNF I agree. Fluffy sweater- ih’GTCHuu! snorff Christ!”

“Okay, thanks boys. I’ll let you guys rest now.”

“Bye Chrissy!”

The rest of the evening would be filled with texts from Robin, Nancy and Chrissy about how Murray got a little drunk and started dancing the Macarena to Last Christmas as well as tipsy photos from them as they made their way through the night talking to other businesspeople.

“Maybe next year we should just go.” Steve mentioned to Eddie as they looked at the pictures together.

“Couldn’t agree more.” Eddie said, “This bug sucks. Guess I’ll have to be more careful what I wish for.”