#super sweet sugar puke

[selfawerew0lf]

I promised I'd get worse and currently it's making a super fluffy AU where Percival and Margit get a happy life together as shepherds in the Altus Plateau.

[unpopularvivian]

Basic Engine Headcanons:

Engines, coaches, trucks, etc are products that are made by Lady, the sole goddess and creator of Sodor and its living machinery. Their life source is a special kind of dust called "Gold Dust" which can turn any inanimate machine into a living and breathing entity.

Living machinery are called "Gold Dust Lifeforms" and they can switch between two forms: The Gold Dust Form and The Human Form.

The Gold Dust Form refers to a Gold Dust Lifeform's original form like a steam engine, express coach, rolling stock.

The Human Form refers to a Gold Dust Lifeform humanoid appearance. Usually in the Human Form, their skin are grey and are much taller than a regular sized human.

In addition, Gold Dust Lifeforms don't need to eat anything in order to survive, they just do it for pleasure. However steam engines in particular, feel full of energy whenever they drink water. The engines' strength are 75% of their Gold Dust Form but are still extremely strong. Like, breaking limbs or throwing somebody into the sky is very easy for them. They're also super fast and their senses are more advanced than the average human.

However the Gold Dust Lifeforms' sense of taste is very interesting.

Steam engines for instance can taste sweetness, saltiness, bitterness, savoriness and especially sourness. They can't taste spiciness though and can't tell the difference between normal foods and spicy foods.

Diesels can taste sweetness, saltiness, savoriness and spiciness. But they can't taste sourness or bitterness. Unfortunately they can't eat sugar because it can cause them to break down and feel sick. Some diesels like Phillip and Diesel insist on eating them though. (That is literally a death wish you two are having)

Electric engines' sense of taste is extremely concentrated for some reason so they have to be careful about what they're putting in their food. They can taste all five tastes.

Coaches, rolling stock, trucks, etc's sense of taste is extremely diluted and when they eat food, it tastes bland or unappetizing. So they have to put lots of condiments to combat their poor taste buds.

Any bad coal, water, fuel, etc can make engines extremely ill and sick. They may start puking, feeling nauseous or dizzy or feel fatigued. This can affect both forms so it's important to check your engine's source of energy.

[lbxbx]

I’ve had diabetes since I was a kid and tend to drop my sugar fast and hard and if I don’t catch it in time I get super sick. Can you maybe Drabble and give me your headcanons on how the boys would take care of you?

Oh no.

I hope you’re doing well, T1D is seriously exhausting and literal pain in the butt 🤕

I’m sorry this took some time but it’s my first time doing headcanons like these, but hey your girl got you so sit back and enjoy ❤️❤️

KNJ

“Why’d you call him?” You were holding the bucket onto your lap as Yoongi was assisting you with the least he can do, which is holding back your hair off of your face. It hurts him to see you this pale and sick, specially that this isn’t your first time binge eating candies until you ended up being hospitalized.

“He needs to know Y/N, he said he’s coming here in no time.” He grabs your hair tighter when you cough again before throwing up into the bucket, tears are already streaming down your face and your tummy hurts. Namjoon’s reaction wasn’t different from any other time, he’s rushing to the hospital after he managed to take an hour leave out of his work to take care of you, and the second he gets into the hospital even the staff recognize him and lead him towards the bed you’re in.

“Hey, there you are.” He rushes towards you and grabs your hair instead, it shatters him to see you like this constantly that he’d do anything to make you feel better. “It’s okay, you’re going to be okay.”

He eases you, knowing that you always panic when this happens, his soft touch on your face and the little rubs he gives to your back can ease the pain in a second, and he’s not even half grossed out when he sees you all pale and sweaty and puking when this happens repeatedly, he finds himself wanting to shower you with kisses and he ends up doing it, and again you swear he kisses the pain away.

Namjoon is the type that gets super worried over you, he wakes up in the middle of his sleep just to make sure you’re breathing, he keeps his eyes locked onto your chest just to watch it rising, a sigh of relief is always followed by that before he goes back to his sleep.

 “Once this is over I’ll take you home so we can spend the couple next days together.”

-

KSJ

“I know you don’t feel good, I just came in to see if there’s anything I could do to you.” He walks into the kitchen to see your hands shaking, eagerly looking around for something sweet, you’re starting to feel low and you could almost swear you were about to pass out.

The entire night you were quiet and not much came out of your mouth, and Seokjin was the type to observe from away, he wouldn’t show you he’s worried nor would he get up on his feet to actually help you unless you totally need him. This was something you wanted and you requested since he keeps observing your body and how you change when you’re starting to feel low.

Seokjin’s recent search on his phones is “Remedies to treat Diabetes at home.” When he knows that this is chronic and cannot be treated, but the man hasn’t lost his hope, he secretly visits your doctor without you just to make sure you’re doing good and if there’s anything he can do for you at home just to prevent any complications.

“I got you this.” Your head snaps towards him to see him holding a jar of biscuit butter, being emotional and irritable when you feel low is a common thing, do your eyes burn or are those tears?

 You grab out a spoon before putting it into your mouth, and in seconds you feel yourself recharged. And he’s watching you with a faint smile lingering on his face, he would give you the world if you wanted it.

-

MYG

“Give me your finger.” He doesn’t even spare a glance towards you, you don’t remember what your glucometer looks like anymore since he has it all the time, he has an alarm on his phone to check you four times a day even when you promise him that you feel totally okay and there’s nothing to worry about.

You roll your eyes and give him your hand, he carefully grabs onto you and pokes the tiny needle into the tip of your finger before dabbing some blood onto the tiny slide. A smirk lies on your face when you memorized what he does all the time, he cleans your finger with a cotton pad before kissing the tip of it and apologizing quietly. “Sorry.”

It takes the device five second to flash the number which is considered totally normal for you, but not normal enough for Yoongi, so he gets up onto his feet and makes his way to the kitchen before rushing back in seconds.

“Here’s some Gatorade and chocolate.” With a stable voice tone he puts the things in front of you and takes his seat back next to you on the couch which makes you giggle and wrap your arms around him, peppering his cheek with little kisses. “Thank you.”

-

JHS

“I’m Jung Hoseok and I’ll be your doctor for today.” He walks into your bedroom wearing his white button up shirt and glasses which makes you laugh your heart out at him, you had just passed out a couple minutes ago and he found you lying on your bathroom floor, which he cannot deny made him panic.

You usually sense that you’re about to get low for this time you felt nothing, even when you spent the night with him and it was considered somewhat a heavy workout session, you usually snack on something but this time you didn’t and you got into the bathroom to take a shower and ended up where you are right now.

“Stop, I’m okay now.” You whine when comes closer and pretends to be giving you an actual physical examination. “Mhm, looks okay to me, yup.” He moves down to your stomach and tickles you until you’re out of breath laughing and kicking your legs onto the bed. “Nooo please.” You struggle to push him and he finally stops.

“I’m glad you’re doing okay.” He whispers, a soft smile sitting on his lips as he cups your cheeks, he even leans closer to kiss you on the forehead. “And next time we’re showering together.”

-

PJM

“Wow you’re really hot.” His hand lands onto your forehead.

“Of course I am.” You scoff as you get rid of your pants, it was very normal for you to be overheated and it was his first time actually seeing you this hot, he looks at you amused and confused, wondering what to do and how to help.

He laughs and tilts his head. “You clearly haven’t lost your sense of humor, but you’re burning up which is not good.”

“Yeah, I know.” You’re way too tired to smile at how adorable he looks, his doe eyes staring at you like you’re a fragile piece of glass worried that you’d break at any second. “Do you want me to get you anything?”

“Yeah, can you get me the glucometer from behind you?” You point behind him, he stretches to the table behind him to grab the little device and hand it to you. “What’s that?”

“Let me show you how this works.” You proceed to open it and turn on the device, before sanitizing the tip of your finger and grabbing the little needle, he panics and holds your hands to stop you. “What are you doing?”

“Checking my blood glucose.” You giggle before poking your finger and dripping blood onto the slide. “Does it hurt?” He whispers

“Not at all.” You shake your head, he grabs your finger to wipe away the blood before kissing your hands, “And can I try?”

-

KTH

“Please let me do it.” He pouts, his hands fully open towards you wanting you to give him the insulin syringe, he’s been whining non-stop wanting to give you the injection so he can feel like he’s actually doing something to make you feel better.

“This is an actual needle not games and stuff.” You stand in front of the mirror, a second away from lifting up your night gown to inject the needle into your stomach.

“Baby please, just this time and I promise I won’t ask again.” He rushes to stand behind you and puts one hand onto your back. “I need to feel useful.”

“But you are.” You turn to face him, “You consider picking me up from the kitchen floor when I’m low not useful? You’re always useful.”

“Yeah, but please this is different, this is the actual thing that makes you feel better, can I please do it?” He begs, opening his hand again for you to give him the injection, you sigh and roll your eyes before finally handing it to him. “You’ll make your own dinner if you hurt me.”

“I promise I won’t.” His face changes and a large toothy smile sits on his face before he lands on his knees to pull up your night gown and open the needle cap. “Like that?” He pinches some of your flesh between two fingers. “Mhm.” You agree and push his hand a little to the left. “You have to do it fast so it won’t hurt.”

“I lost count to the times I’ve seen you do this baby, I know how it’s done.” He wholeheartedly injects the needle into your skin and you swear you didn’t feel a thing, before he pushes in the medication and takes the needle out. “That was so hot.” You giggle which makes him laugh shyly and kiss your tummy before pulling your night gown down.

-

JJK

Throughout your entire dinner with his friends from work and their wives, his eyes were watching you the whole time and the man knows you like the back of his hand, he can easily tell that your blood sugar is high from the your face is glistening and your hands are shaking, he even looks down underneath the table to see your legs shaking in their spot which makes him certain 100%.

He clears his throat and pulls his chair back. “Y/N baby, come on.” He gets up onto his feet and grabs your purse. “If you excuse us, we’ll be back in a minute.”

You were always a procrastinator and you kept ignoring your symptoms and thought that you’ll be home later and you’ll take your medication then, but Jungkook was the exact opposite, his eyes were onto you the entire time, and mainly because he couldn’t get enough of you, and because he’s worried that you’ll get tired any second.

He pulls your chair for you and you get up onto your feet, excusing yourself away from the table, he wraps an arm around you and walks you towards the restrooms and picks you up to put you onto the sink. “Are you feeling well?” He asks when he knows the answer, he knows you can barely stand onto your feet.

“Not well, but I can make it through the night.” You run your fingers through his hair and tuck some behind his ear. “You can go to your friends, I’ll do it on my own.”

“Of course not.” He opens your purse and prepares the little injection of insulin before taking an alcohol swab out of his wallet. Yeah those were for you and he always had them lying around whether it was in his pocket, wallet or even in his car.

He wipes the back of your arm with the swab before injecting the medication into your skin, you’ve been together for a few years now and he insists on giving you the injection every time, he got so good at it that you don’t feel the needle anymore. “There you go.”

“Thank you.” You lock your eyes onto his, he smiles and leans in to kiss you on the lips. “I don’t know if the diabetes or not but you taste so sweet.”

You pull back from the kiss with a cringe on your face and hit his chest. “That’s not funny.”

[edwinspaynes]

THE MERRY THIEVES & CO 🏳‍🌈🏴‍☠️🚩

Written as a gift for @emmalovesfitzloved.

CHAT TRANSCRIPT between wilde-wanderer, eldricheternalflames, thomas-the-tree, kit-li-the-science-guy, kickitwithcordy, grumpycatcarstairs, sciencebitchgrace, annaisgay, and sugared-tea-sweetheart. 23 June, 2023. GROUP CREATED by wilde-wanderer GROUP: THE MERRY THIEVES & CO 🏳‍🌈🏴‍☠️🚩

wilde-wanderer: FRIENDS, ROMANS, COUNTRYMEN. LEND ME YOUR EARS, FOR I COME INTO OUR HALLOWED CHAT BEARING NEWS™ OF THE UTMOST IMPORTANCE.

grumpycatcarstairs: Jesus, Fairchild. There's no need for you to send messages in all caps. Don't you know that it sends Thomas into a needless tizzy whenever you do that?

thomas-the-tree: Why do you always assume that my alarmed expressions are Matthew's fault? I just got a 100 day Duolingo streak, and this apparently gets me some 3 days of free Super Duolingo (?) Though I don't know what that means.

grumpycatcarstairs: Maybe I know. You could have looked up to ask me. I am literally three (3) feet away from you right now.

thomas-the-tree: Do you know, joon?

grumpycatcarstairs: No.

kickitwithcordy: Oh, stop flirting, dadash. Now, Matthew, what was it you wanted to tell us?

annaisgay: If that's flirting, he's awful at it. #sorrynotsorry, @/grumpycatcarstairs.

grumpycatcarstairs: Lol shut up.

thomas-the-tree: He's making this face. 😒😒😒

wilde-wanderer: I give 0 fucks about Alastair's facial expressions, lol. Do you want to hear my news or not?

eldricheternalflames: Why don't you just tell us, Math?

wilde-wanderer: I got the lead in The Importance of Being Earnest! I am so excited. You all know how much I love that play!

kickitwithcordy: OMG Matthew, that's so so amazing! Come to dinner at Curzon Street tomorrow so that we can celebrate? James will buy us a Charlotte Russe cake. I know it's your fave 😋

wilde-wanderer: Can't say no to that. Though I'll also expect @/kit-li-the-science-guy to bring some lemon tarts.

kickitwithcordy: Was my offering not enough!? 😢

sugared-tea-sweetheart: Once can never have too much sugar.

wilde-wanderer: THANK YOU ARI! You are a blessing on this earth.

annaisgay: You are. And you're right, darling, you need to consume as much sugar as you can, so you can be sweet when I kiss you.

grumpycatcarstairs: God, I'm going to puke.

thomas-the-tree: You're stuffing your face with tahdig right now, don't lie to the class.

grumpycatcarstairs: And YOU'RE playing that awful Flappy Bird knockoff game instead of crushing it in Duolingo.

wilde-wanderer: VALID. Flappy Bird was the best thing ever. Fuckin hate that it got deleted like what in the name of Oscar Wilde was that

kit-li-the-science-guy: sry fam, just got the notification. grace and i were trying to see whether or not goblin blood served as a good retardant for flames that had a small spark of heavenly fire in them, but unfortunately. there were complications

sciencebitchgrade: basically he started a minor fire in our parlor. it happens.

wilde-wanderer: OMG YOU BLEW SHIT UP WITHOUT ME? My heart is breaking within my tender bosom. You do know how I so love to see the fruits of your labors.

thomas-the-tree: That's what she said! That's what she said!

grumpycatcarstairs: That's incorrect, but I support you anyway.

eldricheternalflames: I support you, too.

kickitwithcordy: Me three!

kit-li-the-science-guy: anyway lol

kit-li-the-science-guy: you want grace and i to make u lemon tarts

kit-li-the-science-guy: ???

wilde-wanderer: More you than Grace, really.

sciencebitchgrace: why would i ever want to be left out of the baking

kit-li-the-science-guy: why would i ever leave her out of the baking

eldricheternalflames: It's frightening how well-suited you are.

kit-li-the-science-guy: thank u :-)

kickitwithcordy: Anyway!!! To catch Kit and Grace up, we're having a massive blowout at my (and James's) flat tomorrow. There will be a Charlotte Russe cake, maybe some games

kit-li-the-science-guy: games? can we play bomberman? also yea grace and i will come w tarts

wilde-wanderer: I second Bomberman. Also Super Smash Bros. Please. And Pin the Junk on the Hunk

grumpycatcarstairs: No. Am I the only one here with sense? Well, me and Grace.

sciencebitchgrace: the answer to your question is a resounding yes.

sugared-tea-sweetheart: I'm also sensible.

annaisgay: Sure you are, dearest. That's why I caught you singing to Percival earlier.

wilde-wanderer: OH ANNA CAN YOU BRING PERCY TO THE PARTY

annaisgay: Transporting him to Marylebone from Percy Street (or to Curzon Street) would be nigh on impossible, so I'll say no. I'm willing to do a lot for you, Math, but not dragging a massive snake through the streets of London.

wilde-wanderer: Ugh, FINE. Waste my youth.

sugared-tea-sweetie: I'll work on her, don't you worry.

kickitwithcordy: What if I don't want a stuffed snake in my entryway?

eldricheternalflames: OUR entryway. And you really don't want to show Percy off as yours? Just for one night!?

kickitwithcordy: Every guest at the party is in the group chat. Besides, I suppose, Oscar, assuming that you're bringing him? 🐶🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻

thomas-the-tree: Wow, Alastair is right. You do use a lot of emojis.

thomas-the-tree: Not that that's a bad thing! It's a good thing. You're emotional. Emoji-tional. I really like that about you. But also I just want to say that Alastair is correct and no one can really contradict him in the future.

wilde-wanderer: Is Alastair making you say that?

grumpycatcarstairs: I don't make him do anything. He supports me because he loves me

eldricheternalflames: That's true. Remember when we all hated Alastair? Thomas always stood up for him.

thomas-the-tree: stopstopstop

grumpycatcarstairs: You had a crush on me LOL so embarrassing

eldricheternalflames: It was, dude. He was SO sappy

wilde-wanderer: Oh aLaStAiR wItH yOuR bEaUtIfUL HaiR hOw i CaNnOt hELp bUt sTaRe ----

grumpycatcarstairs: Update: He's blushing

kickitwithcordy: 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

eldricheternalflames: I love you SO much, Daisy. Snarky but sweet. Thank you for being just as you are. 😘

grumpycatcarstairs: Sappy meter: 10

kickitwithcordy: I love when you use emojis in solidarity with me.

annaisgay: I'd give them a 9. Remember when they went to prom back in high school?

wilde-wanderer: They went into an empty classroom and fucking WALTZED. Who the fuck does that? Romantics, that's who. James will go down in history as a Wife Guy when he and Cordelia finally tie the knot, and I'm the best man, and I toast him as a Wife Guy.

eldricheternalflames: You'll go down in history as the weird dude who gives bad toasts.

eldricheternalflames: 🤡😇😳😲😜

wilde-wanderer: No, I'll go down for being the World's Greatest Actor. Fam I'm ERNEST. I'm in an OSCAR WILDE PLAY. I am living the dream, communing with my idol, nurturing the hyperfixation!!!

wilde-wanderer: Speaking of my party, what time?

kit-li-the-science guy: were we talking about the party?

sciencebitchgrace: kinda

annaisgay: Yes

kickitwithcordy: He just said 7 PM. Since I'm extorting James into going to King's and purchasing the cake, I feel that going with his schedule would be a good sport.

thomas-the-tree: We'll see you there!

grumpycatcarstairs: We'll see you there.

thomas-the-tree: Jinx you owe me a kiss

wilde-wanderer: Sappy meter: 10/10. 🖕

CHAT TRANSCRIPT between kickitwithcordy and eldricheternalflames

kickitwithcordy: Sorry I'm texting from the bathroom. Doing my hair and other ladylike things. When are we going to tell them?

eldricheternalflames: That we tied the knot? I'm sure that they'll notice the ring. Unless you want to take it off for the night? I'd totally understand

kickitwithcordy: Never.

[goth-oatmilk-latte]

day in the life of an ✨️ªŋºŕëxıç dumbass✨️

woke up with a RAGING headache bc all i had yesterday was an ungodly amount of caffeine and sugary drinks. no water just caffeine vibes.

i exercised exactly zero self control and had a paradise drink (trenta), an iced chai (venti), and a hot cinnamon dolce latte (venti, and added 2 shots). idek how many calories i drank but i know i prob drank my cats body weight in sugar. im normally not a super sweet coffee girl but after i fell asleep at my desk at 10am and had a full day ahead of me i somehow decided that was a good idea.

(no it wasnt expensive, i dont pay for starbies or most of my purchases off amazon i earn gift cards off review sites)

also puked bc 2 much sugar and carbs 🥴 bf made pizza for dinner and we had beer. i yet again balled too close to the sun and ive made myself sick. again. how exciting for me.

shockingly, i didnt gain, and i lost but im 99% pos its bc the entirety of my pizza dinner came up bc my body was NOT HAPPY. no it wasnt self induced. i passed out on my sofa and then woke up and my stomach immediately said strap in bitch, ur in for a RIDE. and then i passed out again after that was over.

if anyone needs me im gonna go for a run so i can sweat this sugar out and then drown myself in lemon water.

and yes. i AM miserable thx 4 asking 🤍

[krash-and-co]

Hi Krash!

What do you think everyone's favourite drink is 😛

YOU HAHAHAHAHA I WAS EXPECTING A MESSAGE LIKE THIS

Lockwood: this is coming from canon here lol. yes he likes tea, it's been shown time and time again it's definitely a comfort for him. no sugar no milk just straight tea (I think it said?). and he likes it. but on special occasions he likes to have cocoa, which was mentioned a few times, so I think that's his true favorite but he doesn't have it much. too sweet probably.

Lucy: sure as hell ain't her favorite but once she and Lockwood boiled energy drinks at 2 am and made tea with them for a "super boost." it tasted like satan made it. (she and George dared Lockwood to finish his anyway. he did. he puked.)

Her real favorite is chocolate milk. hell yeah luce.

George: lemonade!!! his mum would help him set up a stand when he was younger, and although his wasn't anything special his mother somehow made it amazing. she brought it over to 35 Portland Row once, and lucy loved it too. lockwood took a sip, gagged, pretended to like it, and politely excused himself to make tea. whatever that's his fault he's just wrong

[darkacademicvibes]

Who am i?

Because people kept asking, let's make it easier! <3

Obviously my blog name is darkacademicvibes and there is a story behind that, but that's for another time, but you can call me:

Any pet name! (I use pet names for literally anyone and I'm comfortable with being called things like love, babes, sweetheart, any of that stuff!)

Demi (taken from the academic part of my username)

Anything that brings you comfort <3 (E.G someone who makes requests here calls me mum and that's absolutely fine even though I don't know them!)

I'm 18! (Everyone says i seem like I'm 28???)

My house is Hufflepuff and has been since I was eight 💛🖤

Common Questions!:

Do I support J.K. Rowling?

She can eat shit for all I care.

What's your go-to recommendation for a marauders fic?

All the young dudes has my heart in some sort of headlock.

Why do you write marauders fics?

Because they make me and others happy! I enjoy writing, and if I can make others happy with my words than I wanna share!

Do you have any stomachache/cramps/period pain remedies?

I get asked this a lot for some reason but I'm not shy about admitting that I have NASTY periods. Not as bad as other people who have bad periods but still pretty painful, especially because pain killers are useless on me. Here are my main remedies because I thinks it's plain cruel to gatekeep these and I'm excited to hopefully help you cope!

Sore throat - literally just tea! One sugar, black tea, milk, and half a teaspoon of honey mixed in completely. It's soothing and nice and sweet.

Cramps - a heat pack and a damp cloth! Put the heat pack on your stomach, or whatever hurts the most and put the washcloth on your forehead, try taking a nap. It doesn't work all the time, and sometimes it only works a little, but at least it's something.

Nausea - ginger!!! Anything with ginger in it! I know it sounds horrible because ginger is so potent, and it sucks as someone who gets really sick on my period and hates the taste of ginger, but literally anything helps. Ginger and cinnamon tea, pasta with ginger in it, ANYTHING!

Mood swings - my go to for being super emotional is warm milk or a lukewarm hot chocolate. Anything that brings comfort, really. Usually I give my roommate warm milk when she can't sleep because it's what my mum gave me, I put in a little cinnamon, a couple drops of vanilla essence as it simmers and put it into a mug. It's not a real remedy but it's soothing.

Puking - less of a remedy, I think, but when you've finished throwing up, flush the toilet before this, lean over to loo and rub your stomach firmly, make sure to drink water as well and take a moment before you get up. It settles your stomach a little, make sure you can feel the pressure on your stomach, but it shouldn't hurt you!!

Cold sweats - a warm damp cloth over your forehead, it'll warm you up a little and then as it slowly cools to dry, it should stop the sweating. Change and take a nap because damn hun, it's deserved if you have cold sweats.

Sore joints - pressure. Like, full body pressure. One time, my roommate lay on top of me, literal perfection, I felt so much better after 20 minutes of nonstop, comfortable, pressure.

Migraines - very soft, almost muted, music. Something like Lana Del Rey, or Claire Young. Have some pain killers, a warm cup of tea, make sure it's dark, turn of the music and try to sleep. The only remedy I have for these, sadly, is comfortable sleep. As someone very migraine prone (doctors literally gave me meds for it) the only thing I can tell you is to sleep and then have a comforting meal after. Pasta, lasagne, Mac and cheese, cottage pie, even if it's ordered, or leftovers, something simple and cozy is good.

Dizzy spells - if you can, LOTS of rest, and (mainly) ginger. Ginger, rest, and lots of water. Water to the point of peeing every 25 minutes, LOTS of it. Good luck.

Nose bleeds - tilt your head back and pinch the bridge of your nose gently, once it's stopped, rest and water, again. But also, chocolate and pasta. Not together, obviously, but have some pasta with ginger in it (because ginger is good for you, even if you don't have Dizzy spells or Nausea), and then a chocolate snack before a nap.

Misc.!

Movie recs:

A walk to remember

The ugly truth

Can you keep a secret

Braveheart

Oceans 8

The picture of Dorian Grey

Little women

Pride and prejudice

My Sexuality:

pan!

Any personal questions are welcomed but not all will be answered! <3

With love, as always,

Have a good week everyone!

[save-the-villainous-cat]

can you please maybe do some fluff where hero and villain are like teamed up to take down some super villain or something and they just like hang together while plotting and they go to like parks or heroe's house and they both just pining for each other when ever and notice every time they touch hands or something. idk. (sorry the ask is long)

“Wait, what do we need the cookies for?” The villain stood rooted in the supermarket, already having too much sweets in their arms. The hero didn’t seem to be bothered at all — they were the one who wasn’t carrying everything after all. They jumped from section to section and picked up more food, only to throw it on the mountain the villain had in their hands.

It looked more like they were going to have a sleep over than plan on beating a supervillain.

“I need my sugar,” the hero explained, swaying a bit as they scrutinised the shelves full of marshmallows. “You said you were paying, right? I have no money with me.”

“You—what?!”

“I have no money with me. Do you really think I’ll carry my wallet around you? You’d probably steal it…” They threw a grin at the villain as they continued their swaying.

“God, you can be so evil. Accusing me of such felonies.” They approached the hero with quick steps until they stood next to each other, only to look at the embarrassingly large assortment of marshmallows. Admittedly, the villain despised every kind of candy. But they enjoyed the hero’s sweet smile nonetheless.

“It wouldn’t be the first time. You’ve stolen my things before.”

“I have borrowed your gun,” the villain corrected.

“Borrowing includes that you get your item back.”

“God, you’re so dramatic. It’s probably still lying around somewhere in my lair.” Wrong. The villain used it all the time. It was a reminder of the hero. They had never killed anyone with that gun, though. And they weren’t going to. It would break the hero.

The hero bumped the villain’s shoulder with their own and that little gesture alone was enough to flush the villain’s whole body. It was mortifying enough to sleep at the hero’s house. To watch how they were going through their day. To spend every little seconds they had together.

They had been asked twice if they were a couple this week.

And it was only Monday.

“Good. Because I haven’t seen my gun in over a year. So that’s that,” the hero said. They had this playful melody in their voice. This beautiful smile on their lips. The villain knew they would have carried the hero’s food for the rest of their life. They would have borrowed every single weapon the hero had, only to get their attention.

God, it was so silly to fall in love with their alleged greatest enemy of all times.

But the villain knew they had been a victim of love for a scrutinisingly long time now.

“Oh no! My poor hero!” the villain said, eyes on a distinctly disgusting looking pack of marshmallows. They were too shy to look at the hero anyway even though they would have enjoyed that clearly more. “Let me buy you the grossest looking pieces of probably diabetes causing candies to make it up to you.”

“That’s not how—”

“—it works, I know.” The villain let out a deep sigh and their eyes finally take in the view of the hero. Sometimes, they couldn’t quite stop themselves from looking at the hero. Art had to be admired. It didn’t only deserve it. It demanded it. It demanded to be seen.

The hero grabbed a pack of marshmallows which looked less puke promising and handed it over to the villain.

“You know, this is nice. I always thought you were a terrible human being. But at the end, I think buying my food will acquit you from your last five robberies!”

“You’re so full of shit,” the villain answered, their huge smile mirroring the hero’s. “But I’m already used to that.”

[soft-for-them]

sweets ♡ jester lavorre x reader ♡ headcanons

Anon 💙(???): I'm alone on valentines day so can you maybe give me some headcanons of jester and a female reader on valentines day please? (romantic) Nothing nsfw though 💙

female reader, i have no idea is 💙 is a new anon or if it’s just a blue heart for jester. sorry.

not proff read, sorry the gifs don’t match the fics that much, it’s hard to find critical role gifs, (i have ocd and i just feel real panicky when i don’t put a gif because every other fic has one.)

- Honestly, you thought Jester was straight when you first met her.

- You also though her and Fjord was a thing, so you just admired her from afar.

- But five strong drinks one night and a lot of moping around, Fjord just had enough.

- Boy. This man was the biggest shipper of you and Jester so seeing you all sulky and Jester oblivious hurt him to watch.

- So, whilst you were drunk, he coerced you into confessing your feelings to a more sober Jester.

- ‘Jester you beautiful, talented, blue sunshine woman! I want to take you on a date because I love you!’

- You see, the thing is, Jester liked you back.

- Her face was so flustered and her smile was so big it ached.

- Of course you had ruined it by running to the toilet to puke.

-However, you were pleasantly surprised in the morning.

- You woke up to someone brushing the hair out of your face, their body laying close to yours.

- ‘Huh, what?’

- To turn around to she a smiling Jester looking at you with such loving eyes was a surprise.

- ‘Before you start, today we are going on a date!’

- Her hand still stoking face, she quickly leaned in and pecked you on the forehead.

- ‘Though you need to wash and brush your teeth, I don’t want my date smelling like ale.’

- Let’s just say she cuddled you for a good half an hour before she let you go to get dressed.

- And my word were you gay panicking when you were trying to figure out what to wear.

- Sitting in only a towel with a toothbrush hanging out of your mouth you realised that you only had three outfits to mix and match with.

- You spent too long in the bathroom contemplating that Jester had to come into hurry you up.

- ‘As much as you look good in just the towel, we do have a date to go on.’ She said looking you up and down playfully, ‘The town has this celebration going on today, some kind of love festival.’

- ‘I just need to find something to wear.’ You said trying to make sure you weren’t flashing the blue tiefling.

- ‘Well I think you look super good in that pirate shirt and the long skirt.’

- So, you wore the pirate shirt and the long skirt that you only wear on special occasions.

- ‘Looking good date.’ Jester giggled, latching onto your arm.

- Walking out of the inn you were staying in you were assaulted with bright pinks and reds.

- Lines of paper hearts and market stalls had been put up overnight, your bland shirt immediately being covered in pink and silver glitter.

- Jester tugged on your arm and pointed at the giant papier-mâché cupid like figure in the middle of the town square.

- ‘I heard that this town has the best sweets.’

- Her smile was so big and it was partly because she was with you.

- She still would of have had that smile, albeit  a bit smaller, if it was just her exploring the love festival but Jester had liked you for quite some time so she was even more smiley (if that’s even possible.)

-  An hour straight you both walked around the market, you buying her every sweet treat she ever wanted.

- (Good job you had a container to put the spare sweets in because you being automatically whipped bought her all the food she wanted and that was a lot of food.)

- As the day went on Jester leaned in further to you, her arm unhooked from yours, her hand tangling with yours instead.

- She has an iron grip.

- You did not get lost in the crowd for your hands were locked tightly around each other’s.

- Once you were in a less crowded area, she started swinging your connected hands back and forward, she was so happy.

- ‘Look, look!’ she shouted like an excited puppy.

- She dragged you to the towns square towards a fortune teller.

- Dragged into the tent, there wasn’t much room to move.

- Jester paid for the ‘love reading’, for you had brought a weeks’ worth of food.

- The tent was small so Jester sat on your knee, your arm sneaking around her middle so she didn’t fall off.

- Her hands went to your arm, not to pry it off, but to just touch you.

- YOU ARE A BLUSHING MESS.

- This woman was laying it on hard.

- Jester’s head leaned back as the mystic Meg type woman began her reading.

- ‘I see love. True love for the both of you.’

- The woman was clearly saying a scripted reading to all the lovers that came into her tent but Jester lapped up every single word.

- Walking out of the tent Jester hugged you burying her head into the crook of your neck.

- ‘You know that was scripted Jest.’

- ‘I know, I just hope it all come true.’

- Time for her to blush.

- ‘But I though I confessed my love for you last night when I was off my face drunk.’

- ‘Yes, you did but I didn’t say it back.’

- ‘You love me?

- ‘I love you.’

- MORE GAY PANIC.

- In your frozen state Jester kissed you again but this time on the lips.

- The kiss was short and sweet, the taste of sugar lingering on her lips.

- She hovered for just a moment, watching your eyes widen in such love.

- Jester tried to move away but you had leaned down to capture her lips into another kiss.

- This kiss was longer and more passionate (but not full on snogging), the locked up feeling of love flowing out.

- ‘Hey get a room!’ Fjord shouted in glee, the rest of the Nein staring on whooping in happiness at the new couple that was you and Jester.

- ‘WE WILL LATER!’ Jester screamed back, her hand re-tangling with yours as she stuck her tongue out at her half orc friend.

- Jester turned to you and said, ‘I saw a cool looking booth selling jewellery, I want to get you a locket.’

- And so your relationship began with lots of sweets and Jester buying you a heart shaped locket.

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ahhhh, sorry if there’s a D&D equivalent of valentine's day, i really need to find some people to play it with, you know get back into it.

[sibunaranks]

Ooh if you feel like doing a ranking, on a scale from 1 to 10 how cinnamon roll is each character?

HOA CHARACTERS RANKED BY HOW CINNAMON ROLL THEY ARE

Yay! a request! Send them to me please! Hope you like this one!

Mara - 0/10 - She's a Sinnamon roll in Cinnamon roll packaging. She's secretly pretty physco but you wouldn't know looking at her. Does some twisted stuff. Have never seen her have fun in my life.

Jerome - 1/10 - He's a sinner. No questions asked. He's even got sinnamon sprinkles on top. They only thing giving him his one point is that he does like to play around and have fun and his pure connection with his dad. Other than that he's too naughty to get any higher.

Patricia - 2/10 - She's a lot of handle but she's still lovable! Looks like they could kill you and they will. Her boyfriends cinnamon influence helps. She usually doesn't have bad intentions without (her own twisted or) good reasons.

Joy - 3/10 - Joy lost a lot of her cinnamon roll qualities when she began being shady in season 2. She's a sinnamon roll parading around as a cinnamon roll. Has some cinnamon moments when she's with friends, but her natural behavior is more sour.

Nina- 4/10 - She's a big neutral. She's too busy trying to survive to have much fun or let her sides show. She's pretty much in the middle. She deals with a mix of cinnamon's a sinnamon's and can handle the middle. Her stress usually pushes her a bit far to be a cinnamon herself.

Mick - 5/10 - Mick has some cinnamon qualities but i'm not super sure he's all cinnamon. He likes unproblematic things like food and his friends. Is a sweetheart. Cute cute cute.

Amber - 6/10 - Amber has her moments where she's not all sweet but boy when she sparkles she sparkles! She just wants to have fun and look pretty! Despite being popular and rich she never talks down about people with out reason and that's a cinnamon quality for sure.

Eddie - 7/10 - Eddie has a chaotic side but he's just a big cinnamon roll when things aren't hectic. Cutest smile ever. Deserves the world.

Fabian - 7.5/10 - He's the cutest little boi ever. We stan him and his sweet little face. So so innocent. Too innocent for all he's been through. Moment's like "My calculator watch!" and "Don't I get a high five?" Really show how my smol boy is too precious.

KT - 8/10 - KT is pure at heart. I'm convinced without the whole mystery she wouldn't have broken any rules. An LGBT cutie we all know as a bean.

Alfie - 9/10 - Now Alfie can get into trouble but he's practically a puppy dog. He can cause problems but you can never really get mad because of how sweet he is.

Willow - 10/10 - The purest of pure. Sweet as a peach. Wouldn't hurt a fly. I'm convinced she bleeds sugar and pukes rainbows. The most morally sound person in Anubis. Protect at all costs.

[cinnamon-roll-seth]

Happy Medium (Part Two) || Rafe Cameron x Maybank!Reader

Part One

Request: hi! um this is oddly specific but i had this idea so... can you possibly do an imagine where rafe and the reader are dating and rafe is like super super sweet (and she makes him a better person🥺), but the reader is also jjs sister and he gets really mad when he finds out about the relationship bc he is really protective of her, but at a party or something a touron messes with the reader and rafe sticks up for her so jj starts to come around to the idea of their relationship

“Babe come on. It’s your birthday, you have to have a party!” Rafe pleaded, pacing around his room as you laid on his bed reading some fashion magazine Sarah had given you.

“No I don’t. Lots of people don’t have parties on their birthdays.”

“Y/N you’ve had a party for your birthday every single year since like forever. It’s how I had your birthday memorized even before we started dating.”

“Yeah and no offense but most of those parties ended up getting ruined by kooks. Besides, it’s not like JJ or any of my friends will even be there so what’s the point.”

“But the kooks wouldn’t be there to ruin it this time. Please, just let me throw you a fun party for your birthday. It’ll take your mind off everything that’s been going on. You can get wasted off your ass and I’ll stay sober to take care of you.”

“Promise?” You ask, looking up from the magazine.

“Promise,” He grins.

“Fine. But I require fruity drinks that are going to taste like pure sugar but still get me fucked up after like five sips. Beer is getting really old.”

“Of course. Anything for you Sunshine. Hey I gotta go meet up with Topper and Kelce about something. I’ll be back in an hour, you good to stay here?”

“Yeah. Rose was gonna teach me how to make some Greek meal that she learned how to make when she visited there, since I’m always saying I want to go.”

“Alright well, have fun. I’ll see you in a bit,” He leans down to plant a kiss on your forehead before disappearing out his bedroom door.

-

“Oh hell no,” JJ growls, seeing Rafe standing on the porch in front of him.

“Wait,” Rafe sticks his foot out and stops him from closing the door, “Please JJ, it’s important.”

“What the hell do you want? I thought I made it clear that I don’t want you hear. Leave.”

“Y/N‘s birthday is in two days. I’m throwing a party and I want you and the other three to come. She’s been having a really tough time these past couple weeks and I know she’d be happy if you guys came.”

“A party at your kook house surrounded by other kooks, yeah not interested. Didn’t think Y/N would ever be interested either but I guess you got your claws deeper than I thought. I trust you’ll tell her happy birthday from me?”

“Okay dude, what is your goddamn problem? I get it, you don’t like me, but Y/N is your sister. You’re supposed to be there for her but no. Instead of supporting her and being happy that she’s happy you and your friends have all been complete assholes towards her. You guys have cut off all contact and have completely alienated her because you all have too much pride and hatred for kooks to accept that she’s in a relationship with one. I’ve sat and watched for two goddamn weeks as she’s been borderline depressed, struggling with the fact that you all have disowned her. You know you guys think we’re the bad guys but you have stooped so low as to treat one of your own like complete shit simply because she fell in love with one of us. This isn’t fucking Romeo and Juliet, get over yourselves. We’re not having the party at my house, it’ll be on the beach because I know she’ll be most comfortable there. And for your information, she didn’t even want to party. I begged her to let me throw her one so I wouldn’t have to watch her be sad on her own birthday. I came here to ask you if you’d come because I know it would make her happy but if you’re going to show up acting like that then don’t bother. Goodbye JJ,” Rafe rants angrily, stepping back to exit the porch while leaving your brother standing in the open doorway in shock.

-

“Jesus you look beautiful,” Rafe grins, watching as you do a little spin in the party dress he’d bought you. You told him not to but he insisted and who were you to tell him no.

“Stop, you’re making me blush,” You laugh.

“As you should be because you look gorgeous. You ready to go? I told everyone to start showing up at six.” You nod and he grabs your hand, dragging you out of his room.

When you get to the beach the sun is just starting to set and the beach is already packed. You and Rafe walk through the crowd, searching for Kelce and Topper, who were in charge of protecting your girly alcohol. You clutch your boyfriend’s hand, overwhelmed by the amount of people you don’t even know shouting happy birthday at you.

“Yo Y/N! Happy birthday! Don’t worry, we got the good stuff!” Kelce shouts as you near the pair of boys, handing a bottle of pink lemonade UV out towards you. (A/N: Fun fact, I got waisted off of Pink Lemonade UV on my 18th birthday and ended up puking all over my aunt. Good times lmao. Drink responsibly kids.)

“What, no mixer?” You ask, taking the bottle from him.

“Oh we got that covered,” Topper replies, holding up an old milk jug full of some pink liquid. Pink Lemonade probably, it’s a good thing that’s your favorite drink.

“Well thank you boys. I’m honored,” You smile, pouring a generous amount of alcohol into your plastic cup, followed by some of the pink lemonade.

You continue to hang out with Rafe and the boys, drinking, laughing, and just genuinely goofing around. While pouring your fifth drink you look up and watch as a familiar group of pogues walk along the beach, through the crowds of people.

“What the hell are they doing here?” You ask Rafe, pointing towards them.

“I asked them to come. I figured you’d like it if they came. With the way JJ reacted I didn’t actually expect them to show.” He replies, looking shocked to see them.

“Can you hold this for a minute? I’ll be right back.” You give him a reassuring smile while he takes your drink.

You head for your brother and friends, planning to confront them, until a random touron steps in front of you, blocking your view. He must’ve already been there for awhile, as he’s clearly wasted off of his ass.

“Damn girl, where you headed to?” He slurs as you gently trying to brush past him.

“I- um- can you just let me by please?” You ask politely.

“Now hang on a minute,” He grabs your shoulders, “Just stay a minute. You know, you’re one of the hottest chicks I’ve ever seen.”

“Thank you, but I have a boyfriend. Now can you please move?” You ask again, more insistent this time.

“What a shame. Surely he’d be okay with sharing though. I mean sharing is caring, right?” He looks up and down your body hungrily, making you shiver in disgust.

“No. Get off me.”

“Don’t be so mean. I’m only trying to have fun,” He leans in so you can feel his breath on your neck. You try to squirm away but he’s clutching your shoulders so tightly that you’re stuck in place. You whimper at the pain his death grip is causing. His lips barely make contact with your skin before he’s harshly shoved off and you watch in a blur as Rafe pins him to the ground and begins to punch him repeatedly.

You blink back tears as Sarah runs up to you and wraps her arms around you comfortingly. From the other side of the fight you see your friends staring at you with wide eyes, clearly they’d just witnessed that entire thing. Rafe doesn’t stop beating on the guy and nobody really does anything to try to stop him anyway. Blood splatters the sand as he screams angrily in the boys face.

“Rafe stop! You’ll kill him!” Sarah yells finally as the guy begins coughing and choking on his on blood. She turns to you softly, so nobody but the two of you can hear, “Y/N you have to tell him to stop. He won’t listen to anybody but you.”

“R-Rafe. Baby, please stop.” You plead softly. Immediately your boyfriend stops and stands so that he’s standing over the injured touron.

“Don’t you EVER lay a hand on a woman without her consent ever again. Now leave or I will fucking kill you,” He spits, watching as the bloodied boy scrambles up off the ground and limps away.

Everyone starts going back to their partying, bored as the fight has ended. Rafe walks towards you and pulls you out of Sarah’s arms and into his own, petting your hair soothingly.

“I’m sorry you had to see that. Baby, I’m so so sorry.” He whispered comfortingly.

“It’s okay,” You tell him honestly. You were a bit shaken up but you felt so much better the second you were in Rafe’s arms.

“Y/N,” JJ says cautiously, stepping towards you.

“Look man. She’s already dealt with enough crap in one night so if you’re gonna get on her ass about being with me then just go away.” Rafe tells him but JJ shakes his head.

“No. I- uh- I came to apologize. Y/N, I’m so ashamed of how I acted. You told me that you were dating Rafe and I just, I just lost my shit. But you’re my sister and no matter what I should always support you and be there for you. These past few weeks I’ve been a horrible brother and I feel so shitty. It’s just that after years of getting the shit beaten out of me by him I didn’t want to believe that you were actually dating him. I felt a little betrayed. These past two weeks I’ve expected you to walk through the door telling me you’d made a mistake, begging for my forgiveness. I was only thinking about myself. I didn’t think about your happiness and I’m so sorry.”

“JJ I don’t know what to say. You abandoned me. You turned all my friends against me. You made me feel like a bad person for being happy.” You reply softly.

“I was angry. Anger does horrible things Y/N and I’m not proud of it but I’ll admit that I got those anger issues from Dad. I know that I can never take back how I treated you these past two weeks but I want to make it up to you. Please Y/N, I know it might take awhile but I’m willing to do whatever it takes until you forgive me.” He pleads. You’d never seen JJ Maybank beg for anything in his life until now.

“What about Rafe? I know you don’t like him and I’m not going to stop dating him.”

He turns to your boyfriend, “I still hate you...but I’ll tolerate you. Seeing how you protected my sister tonight and listening to how you talked about her the other day I know you love her. That’s all I ever wanted for Y/N, for her to be happy and loved. Maybe someday I won’t dislike you so much but for now can we just agree to get along for her sake?”

Rafe nods his head, “Happy medium?”

“Happy medium.”

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Praying to the porcelain God

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You been told before never to eat from suspicious food stands, especially if you never tried them before or if Kara or Alex haven’t already approved the food. But today you forgot your lunch at home and the food from the cafeteria was not very appealing for you. One of your co-workers saw you make faces at the food options and invited you to eat lunch with them. They were going to get burgers from a new street vendor a couple of blocks away. It was too tempting; you love cheeseburgers and they made it sound like they were really good. So, you said yes. Everyone was going and you were starving.

The following day you woke up feeling a little odd, a bit nauseous but you didn’t think anything about it. You got a chamomile tea instead of coffee and went about your day as usual. Kara was already gone so you just decided to grab a yogurt and granola bar at work.

You finished getting your things ready and were about to leave the apartment when you felt a sharp pain in your stomach followed by cramping. You went to the bathroom and removed your sweater, you felt a swelling of your abdomen and yes, you lower abdomen was inflamed and felt tender to the touch. Another painful cramp made you run to the toilet and you knew you were screwed the moment you sit down.

y/n: “Fuck!!!, ughh it hurts…damn it, Alex is going to kill me” – you didn’t leave the bathroom for a while, you lamented your poor choices while you were sitting in the toilet seat.

 You decided you needed to let someone know you felt like shit and wouldn’t be able to get to work with further incidents, so you called Kara. Kara was softer and if you play your card right maybe she could be the buffer between Alex’s lecturing and you.  You dialed her number and put it on speaker while washing your hands, you were standing Infront of the sink mirror and put the phone down.

 Kara: “Hi sweet girl, what’s up?”

You were about to respond when you felt nausea hit hard, you saw your reflection become green and you ran to toilet once again. Just in time for you to continue emptying your stomach contents, tears sprung into your eyes as the pain in your stomach grew stronger and effort of being violently ill into the porcelain bowl.

On the other side of the line, Kara was listening to you suffering. “Y/N baby? What’s wrong, where are you?” but at not getting a response she ditched everything to fly straight home following your heartbeat.

You stopped vomiting and felt exhausted, you spit into the toilet and flush it.  You use toilet paper to clean you mouth and drop to the bathroom floor exhausted.  Kara enter the apartment looking for you.

Kara: “y/n?, oh my God what’s wrong baby?”- Kara panics at looking at your body sprawled in the bathroom floor all pale and clammy.

y/n: “Ughh best guess? stomach bug. I just puked my guts out, and before that I emptied my bowels in a different way” - you grimace at the explosive diarrhea you went through less than half an hour ago.

Kara: “Oh sweetie, I’m sorry you feel so poorly. Come on, let me pick you up from the floor”- the blonde woman tries to pick you up, but you feel like you’re not quite over.

Y/n: “Kara, I don’t think I can move quite yet and the floor is cold, it feels nice” –you move a little on the floor to get more of the chilly sensation on your hot skin- “I feel like crap sissy” a tear runs down your cheek and you look up to your sister. Kara brushes the tear away and cradles the side of your face. You are about to move again into a sitting position when you feel your stomach painfully cramp again and you roll into a fetal position trying to make the pain lessen somehow.

Kara: “Oh baby, looks like a horrible stomach bug. But I’m so bad at human illnesses let me call Alex really quick, she is the best when it comes to this kind of things.” Kara looks desperate and seeing you so sick on the floor. Kara is now sitting next to you holding your head in her lap and running her fingers through your hair.

Y/N: “You can’t, busy. Summit in New York” – you mumble trough clenching teeth.

Kara: “I know she is busy with work, but she can take a phone call if it’s an emergency. Its her or the ER. Your call.”

y/n: “Alex…” – you much prefer hearing your helicopter sister ask a thousand question that being prod and wait in the Emergency Room.

Kara takes her phone out of her pocket and dials the number; it rings a few times and then it connects.

Alex: “Hey what’s up, everything okay?”- the red head asks immediately, knowing her sisters wouldn’t be calling her if it was not an emergency.

Kara: “No, y/n is sick. I just found her on the bathroom floor all clammy and she told me she vomited a lot. Also, she thinks it’s a stomach bug.” You can´t hear what Alex says on the phone, then Kara turns the phone on speaker “Ok hold on, yes. Ok ok now you’re on speaker now”

Alex: “Hi little one. I’m so sorry you got sick baby and I bet you feel awful but I need to ask you a few things ok?”

You nod, even though Alex cant see you, but you think if you can let her think it’s a stomach bug going around the office you’ll be off the hook and avoid the speech on getting food from street vendors.

Y/n: “Yeah ok…”- you feel to tire so yes, you can answer whatever she wants as longs she doesn’t ask you to move.

Alex: “Ok sweetie, Kara mentioned vomiting, what else are you feeling? Do you also have diarrhea? is she warm or cold Kara?

Y/N: “painful cramps, diarrhea definitely that was first and the puked my guts out. Honestly, I don’t think there’s anything left inside my intestines by this point. It was super gross Alex. I feel a little cold now. There’s a bug going on around the office and some of the guys got sick”- you say the last part a bit fast and avoid looking at Kara, then you groan in pain at another cramp.

Kara: “She is all clammy, her cheeks are flush, and she is shivering a little. Also, she is now avoiding direct eye contact…” – Kara raises an eyebrow at you, knowing there’s something you are avoiding.

Alex: – “y/n baby, was your stool a little bloody and watery? Or soft and muddy? , also Kara can you check her abdomen does it look a little swollen and prod very gently please “

y/n: “first one”- You can hear Alex give a long sigh

Kara: “definitely swollen and a bit tender”

Alex: “What did you eat yesterday either at lunch or dinner? And don’t even think about lying to me y/n. I will know if you are lying. That’s not just a stomach bug”

Kara is looking down at you worry on her face, “We ate steak and mashed potatoes with some veggies last night. Lena cooked. and I know I can’t get sick, but Lena was okay. So, what did you eat for lunch baby?”

Y/n: “a cheeseburger” –you mumble

Alex: “Where?”

y/n: “A new place near the building, a few of the guys I work with we got burgers yesterday”

Alex: “when you say ´new place, you mean a well stablished franchise or restaurant? Not a street vendor with doubtful hygiene and suspicious meat or produce, right? -  ughh busted, you thought.

y/n: “Street vendor” – you lamented

Kara: “ohh sweetie. You know better than that”- Kara kept her gentle touch but looking a bit disappointed in you.

Alex: “Well baby, I hope the burger was so amazing and worth it, because what you have is food poisoning and most likely due to contaminated ground beef with E. coli. There is nothing to stop it or make it better faster. Your body will get rid of the bacteria during the following days. Simply needs to run its course.”

Y/N: “No cheeseburger in world is worth this pain or disgusting vomiting or explosive diarrhea. I feel like crap Lexie”- you play your Lexi card, so your big sister takes pity on you. You feel bad enough as it is, you don’t need to hear more disappointment from her.

Alex: “I know baby girl. Its quite uncomfortable and painful. You need rest and avoid over exerting, that will only make your stomach feel worse. Kara, I need you to make sure she drinks lots of fluids, she will keep vomiting and having constant bowel movements in the next couple of days and she can get dehydrated very quickly. Lots of water and Pedialyte . Let her stomach to settle first .  Avoid giving her any solid foods until she is no longer nauseous or vomiting as much. Avoid juices or other beverages with a lot of sugar or sweeteners that can make diarrhea worse. Let’s wait for 24 hours like this without any food and after that we can see if you can ease her back into eating soft and bland food. Call me if she gets worse or if the fever is too high.”

Y/N: “not even hungry anyways…”

Kara: “will do Alex, I’m taking off work for the week I’ll let Lena know. She is out of town as well, but I can handle goober just fine. right kiddo?”

You just try to crawl into Kara’s lap you starting to feel cold and so very tired. “Yeah, I’m cold. You warm”

Alex: “She will sleep a lot, wake her up and make her drink water or fluids Kara, its very important. Make sure her temperature doesn’t go above 102 F. if she get above that range just make her take a bath in lukewarm water or use a cold compress. Let her eat ice chips, NO dairy, no caffeine, no sugar, or fatty food. If she does eat those, she will end up throwing up everything. If temperature goes above 103 take her immediately to the ER. It shouldn’t but keep an eye on that. Seriously Kara call me anytime ok?”  

Kara: “Will do Alex. Thanks, and I’ll call you later once y/n is more comfortable and asleep”

Alex: “Ok, feel better sweetie, I’ll be back as soon as I can. Be good for Kara and try to relax and let your body get rid of everything at its own pace. Don’t rush anything. I love you sweetheart. Love you Kara, bye”

Y/N “Bye, love you Lexie”

Kara: “Bye Alex, love you too” – the phone calls gets disconnected. Kara looks down at you. “You think you are ready to move from the bathroom floor to the living room?”

y/n: “can you help me up to rinse my mouth? It tastes like crap ugh”

Kara: “of course. Up we go”- Kara gently stands up with you in her arms and helps you to your feet.

But you get dizzy and grab ahold of Kara’s arms for support

Kara: “hey hey I got you, easy there baby girl”

y/n: “everything its spinning and I don’t feel so g…” but before you can finish the sentence your eyes go wide and Kara see what’s about to happen and helps you to your knees in front of the toilet once again. Kara holds your hair away from your face with her other hand rubbing soothing circles down your spine while providing word of comfort.

You keep vomiting for a few minutes more “ughh I thought I had ridden of everything by now. This Is so disgusting” a few tears leak down your cheeks and Kara just helps you to your feet again and flushes the toilet.

Kara: “I know sweet girl, but Alex did say you will be experiencing vomiting and other stuff for a few days. So, let’s get you rinse your mouth and settle down in the couch so you can sleep this off, okay?”

You just nod and work on getting your teeth brushed and get rid of the nasty taste. Kara helps you to your room to change into your pajamas.

Kara: “Bed or couch?” -you just point down to your bed giving her your answer. “Okay okay” Kara lowers you on your bed and goes to close the curtains so you can rest more comfortably.

y/n: “Hold me?”- you pout pitifully

Kara: “of course baby girl. Let me just get your water and text Lena to let her know I won’t be into work for a few days and also text your boss you’re sick” – I’ll be right back.

y/n:” don’t want water please just hold me, I’m cold sissy”- more tears run down your cheeks, you just want your sister to hold you now.

Kara: “aww chucks, baby you feel real awful don’t ya? Ok here I’ll call later, and you need to drink water in an hour or two. I will wake you up. come here sweet bean”- Kara moves you so you are now lying basically on top of her, you hide your face into her neck and wrap your arms around her. You are leaching on her warmth shamelessly. Kara doesn’t mind at all begins to pat down your back softly like when you were little she needed to calm you down and put to to sleep.

Kara: “Aww my little koala is here. You’re so cuddly baby. I’m sorry you are feeling so poorly but I’ll be here with you all the time. You just close your eyes and go to sleep. You’ll feel better in no time, you’ll see”

y/n: “I’m never eating cheeseburgers again”- you give a yawn and began to drift off. Kara juts chuckles and starts to hum softly a lullaby song she uses since you were a little girl and where having trouble falling asleep or felt sick. You are out in less than 5 minutes.

Kara wait for you to be completely asleep to grab her cellphone she still has on her pocket. Texts Lena you are sick and will call her later, but you are okay just miserable for eating street food. And then sends a quick text to y/n boss, thank Rao she is close friends with y/n otherwise would be a pain to explain why she is texting instead of her employee.

Kara puts the cellphone down on the nightstand and holds y/n more to her chest and begins to run her hand up and down y/n spine and watches her sleep for a little while until herself starts to feel sleepy and decides to take a nap too.

Kara is awaken by your moving around and painful moaning. You curl into yourself as much as you can, trying to wave through the painful cramp in your tummy.

y/n: “It really hurts Kara, it hurts so bad”- you say through clenching teeth and tears sprung into your eyes once again. You feel miserable and in so much pain.  

Kara feels you are getting a bit hotter now and you are sweating too. “Okay little one, I think a bath can help you now, and you need to drink a little bit of water. Come here”

y/n: “No. pelease, no Kara. I just want the pain to stop and sleep again. I don’t want a bath” -you cry softly into her neck

Kara: “I’m sorry baby, but you feel too warm and you will feel better after the bath. I’ll stay with you the whole time.”

Kara picks you up from the bed and takes into the bathroom, she sits you down at the toilet seat while she runs a lukewarm bath for you.

Y/n: “Kara I don’t feel so good…” again you turn green and Kara helps you to sit infront the porcelain bowl once more.

You throw up again, but its mostly bile. Kara holds your hair out of your face while making comforting rubs on your lower back while you continue to be sick. your stomach its already empty from all the previous vomiting and you didn’t really eat anything for breakfast. You feel so weak after the effort it took to vomit once again. You are sweaty and pale and slump into Kara. Kara gently runs a hand down your spine and grabs a small towel to clean off the bile in your lips.

Kara: “sshh …baby come one. Its over now.  Here use this mouth wash to rinse and spit it in the toilet” -Kara then flushes the toilet and strips you off your clothes. She also strips down to her underwear and gets into the tub with you. ��She helps you lean into her so she can wash your skin with a soft washcloth and pour the lukewarm water down your body to cool you down. After a while she notices your feel cooler to the touch. Washes your hair gently and lets you lean back onto her. You have always loved the skin to skin contact when feeling sick or unwell. Your sisters have done this many times over the years as well as you mom Eliza. You like feeling their warm skin and listen to their heartbeat. But Kara posses a special feature, she is warmer than any human. You feel her skin on you help you with the chills and you feel yourself drifting off to sleep again.

Kara notices you are almost asleep, and decides you are cool enough now and gently nudges you awake.

Kara: “sweet girl please don’t fall asleep quite yet. Let me dry you off a bit and you need to drink a little bit of water. Then you can sleep again promise”

You grunt in disapproval “Nuh uh … don’t wanna, I just want sleep”

Kara: “ I know sweetie but its not an option, come one”- Kara immediately stands and grabs ahold of you and takes one of the bath robes and uses one on her and then she uses a big fluffy towel to pat you down enough to remove the water excess but leaving your skin a bit damp to help keeping you cool.

She takes you back to your room and sets you on top of the bed and quickly grabs a set of lose shorts and tank top to avoid overheating you.  She then sits you with you back on a pillow resting against the headboard while she speeds to the kitchen to get you ice water.

Kara: “Okay sweetie small sips, just a few smalls sips and that’s it.”- she makes you drink a bit of water and leaves the glass on the nightstand again. You notice she is now wearing a pajamas too and in the nightstand there’s also a bowl with water and a few small towels and an empty plastic bow- “Just in case you feel sick and need to vomit again and avoid a trip to the bathroom”

Y/N:” thank you sissy”- you tear up and your chin trembles.

Kara: “No no don’t cry baby girl. Come here”- she gently lifts you up sits down and then lays you on her side you head resting on her collarbone. She left her soft button- up pajama top mostly open so you can lean into her and feel her skin near the collarbone and upper chest. You settle down and keep listening to her heartbeat.

Kara: “sshh sshh…sweetie just close your eyes and sleep. You’ll feel better soon just sleep now” – once again you feel her gentle touch on your back, down your arms and temple. And that soft voice humming the melody you associate with comfort. you move a little trying to find the perfect spot and just like that in less than 10 minutes you’re asleep.

[sparklyaxolotlstudent]

It starts as Salty about Chat “Self-Sacrifice” Noir... so yeah.

“Miraculous Ladybug!” Yelled Ladybug once more after defeating the villain.

This akuma had been particularly creepy, a little girl obsessed with sweets and candy, that as Sugar Rush, got the power to transform anything into candy… and then either absorb or eat it. And by everything, it meant that. She had transformed cars, pigeons, buildings. Most of the stuff she absorbed, but she would occasionally eat the ones that looked particularly tasty or interesting, like the gummy Eiffel Tower.

It wasn’t so bad at first… but then she realized she could transform people as well and… well, at least she absorbed those.

Except for Chat Noir.

He had sacrificed himself yet again by jumping in front of Ladybug and becoming a chocolate banana statue, that Sugar Rush picked up, saying how delicious it looked and then munched on it. Ladybug wanted to puke. She was sure that sickening crunch she had heard would follow her in her nightmares, not to mention she woldn’t be able to get chocolate in some time.

All because Chat Noir did something thoughtlessly again. She would have been more grateful if the sacrifice had been needed, but the little capsules that Sugar Rush had been used were relatively easy to avoid with their agility and speed, not to mention it would have been way more effective to simply hit it with his baton, as worse come to worse, it would have become a pocky stick or something. But nooooo, that damn cat had to sacrifice himself. Again.

She had lost count on how many times he had done that, sometimes because there was no other way, sometimes just because he wanted to play Knight in shining armor, but the result was the same; She was left alone to fight with the akuma. And she had to see him die, yet again.

With the Miraculous Cure he wouldn’t remember it, but of course she would.

And since Master Fu was no longer around, she had to pull her big girl pants and have a serious talk with him.

She wished he would stop doing that. It was taking a toll on her sanity.

-

Away from Ladybug, back where Chat Noir had been transformed and eaten, Adrien Abigail Agreste appeared in a flash of Ladybugs.

He was groggy and confused, as if he had woken up from a much-needed nap.

The last he remembered was that he was helping Ladybug and…

Wait…

Why was he helping Ladybug?

He turned beet red at remembering the heroine and his crush. He, a mere human was helping Ladybug!

He practically skip walked the whole way home.

-

The little Ladybugs had finished their job and Sugar Rush was again a little girl who didn’t know better, but got absolutely crazy about seeing her idol, Ladybug in the Flesh.

Ladybug, for her part, was confused. Chat Noir was nowhere to be found, and worse…

She noticed she had the Black Cat Ring in her hand.

“That’s funny” Ladybug thought. “What is the Black Cat Ring doing outside the Miraculous Box?”

She shrugged and put it inside the pocket dimension inside her yoyo. She would have to have a talk with Plagg about escaping the box.

--

Yep, neither Ladybug nor Adrien remember Chat Noir.

Everyone else does, so Ladybug would be VERY confused about it. Plagg has vague memories, Tikki remembers, but due to the mental state of Marinette when she cast the Cure, she can’t say anything. 

This can be either super angsty if either recovers their memory... or it can be a history about how Adrien becomes a better person by helping Ladybug and slowly winning the role of super hero on his own right. 

[serotocin38]

As Candies

Shen Qingqiu as Rock Candies: Initially, you may have no idea how to approach eating this stick of spiky, hard sugar. It hurts to bite, it hurts to suck, what in the world did you buy? But honestly, it just takes some patience to wear it down. At first it’s a bit tough and uncomfortable to eat, but once the sharp edges are worn down, it’s quite fun! Comes in a variety of colors, but they all taste the same, so it doesn’t matter how you approach this candy at all.

Luo Binghe as Sour Rainbow Belts: Looks very gay, tastes pretty gay, and can by enjoyed by everyone! Sweet and sour and colorful, what’s not to like? Should come with a warning label: highly addictive, will make you want to eat the entire box, but if you do, you will cry because it will feel like your tongue was burned off. Please proceed with caution. Super sticky if melted. Also comes in non-rainbow form, but who cares about that version when there is the gay bacon version?

Wei Wuxian as Jellybeans: Hundreds of flavors and colors. It’s practically guaranteed you’ll find something you like, at least one thing. Eating too much at once will give most people a toothache and make them want to puke, but small daily doses are completely okay! Also, they look like a party!

Lan Wangji as Mints: Seems pretty unassuming and boring on the outside, just white and dusty. But it tastes like a refreshing mouth cleanse. Every breath feels like it’s from the top of a high mountain, and it adds a 30% confident boost that is perfect for talking to an oblivious crush!

Xie Lian as Milk Candies: White, creamy, chewy, sweet. Definitely will bring a smile to your face. Guaranteed to taste like your perfect childhood or to make you forget you had a terrible one. Just soothes your very soul of all the aches and pains of life. Has no ill intentions towards anyone, not even those who are lactose intolerant.

Hua Cheng as Black Liquorice: Looks badass, because c’mon, it’s black candy. Has a taste that many people cannot stand, and is definitely something that is an acquired taste. Many avoid it like the plague, some enjoy the bizarre taste of the candy. A very mature, self-assured candy that feels no need to compete in terms of being sweet or colorful or attractive to kids. Still looks badass. 

[tummyachesandchocolatecakes]

I'm in love already. Does she have any foods that really mess her belly up? Would she eat those if someone offered money for her to do so? How often does the aftermath include throwing up?

Spicy food is not her friend! It makes her very gassy and gives her bad heartburn that often leads to puking if she doesn’t have any antacids in stock! Her stomach also isn’t the best with large amounts of refined sugar, so chocolate and sweets in large quantities really upset her tum, causing awful cramping and nausea!

She will always eat what someone pays her too, even if she knows it’ll make her belly super upset, because she gets pleasure out of it too! If she knows she’s got something lined up that will make her sicker than the average “ate way too much and now I’m stuffed to the point of agony” she’ll prepare herself by clearing her schedule the next day, and stocking up on antacids/sprite/crackers!

[rewritingthefictional]

sweet | george weasley

Summary: there was nothing sweeter than george weasley and you wished he could see you the way you see him

Requested: Could you write a George Weasley x reader where George and the reader have a lazy day, just cuddling in the Gryffindor common room and eating chocolate and different sweets? Thanks in advance!

Appearances: fred!

A/N: i love love love love fred and george

Word Count: 1.7k

Female!Reader x George Weasley

Masterlist

It was Saturday. Usually your favorite day. Saturday’s meant not having to do anything, but sitting and being alone with your favorite book and being in your own world. Today was even better, because there wasn’t anyone in the common room. It was just you and one of the muggle books you packed away for light reading.

The weather was perfect so that meant no one wanted to be inside. Which gave you the opportunity to really sit alone in silence. However, that didn’t last very long. The moment was ruined when the sounds of the Weasley twins echoed throughout the room. You attempted to ignore them as you continued reading on the cushioned chair.

“[Y/N]! Are you not going outside today?” Fred asked, appearing at your side. Rolling your eyes you placed your bookmark in between the pages you were reading and looked up at him. It wasn’t a secret to anyone in the castle that you were the only person who had managed to become really close with the twins that didn’t have a pranking bone in their body.

It happened in third year, when George and Fred tried to trick you with a nose-biting teacup but you had managed to switch it with Fred’s when he wasn’t looking. Needless to say, they had been very impressed with you ever since.

“No. I did, however, plan on enjoying the peace and quiet but you’re kind of ruining it.”

“Me? Ruin peace and quiet? I could never!” Fred feigned hurt and you rolled your eyes.

“Come join us outside,” George offered. You looked up at him and smiled. You had to admit, he always seemed like the cuter twin to you. He wasn’t as loud and mischievous as Fred but he had his moments. He was sweet like sugar and had a heart of gold.

“Yeah come join your two best friends and watch us do crazy stuff,” Fred encouraged.

“As much as a I really really really love you guys, I just want to stay in today and read,” you informed him and he pouted.

“Well then I’ll join you,” George stated while jumping over the couch to lay across it. He sent you a wink causing you to slightly blush.

“George! I thought we were going to trick the fourth years into eating puking pasties,” Fred gave him an incredulous look while getting closer to his face.

“Eh, sounds boring. I’d rather stay in and … read?”

“You want to read? Unbelievable! I can’t believe my brother is leaving me for my best friend,” Fred huffed and began stomping out of the common room.

“She’s my best friend too, Fred!” George yelled at him. Fred had slammed the door in response causing you and George to laugh.

“You didn’t have to stay in with me George,” you told him. He looked at you and smiled.

“I know I didn’t have to but I wanted to,” you began to blush again and attempted to hide your face. Suddenly George jumped from the sofa and ran upstairs.

“George?” you called out softly but received no response. You huffed and stood up to head back to your dorm. You had no idea what you had done but you hadn’t expected George to run away from you.

“Where are you going?” you heard him softly ask the moment your feet touched the steps. You turned to face him, not expecting him to be right behind you.

“I thought- nevermind, I’m not going anywhere.” George smiled and jumped onto the sofa causing you to chuckle.

“Come sit with me here, I feel so lonely,” George pouted. You rolled your eyes but obliged. He immediately pulled you into a hug causing you to involuntarily nuzzle yourself into him. It wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to be cuddling. You didn’t think much of it because friends do that sometimes. Right?

“I went upstairs to get some candy!” He exclaimed.

“I thought we were going to read?”

“That’s boring,” he responded, emptying his pockets full of anything he was able to find.

“Is that crystallised pineapple? That’s my fa-”

“Your favorite, I know.”

You smiled at George and grabbed them out of his hand. You stuffed a few of them into your mouth and he chuckled as he watched you eat them. He continued to gaze at you with a lopsided grin.

“What?” you asked.

“Nothing, nothing. Just enjoying watching you eat the candy. Did you know that you do this thing where you scrunch up your nose when you like something?” He asked, causing you to subconsciously cover your nose.

“No I didn’t,” you answered, suddenly feeling insecure over it. He laughed and pulled your hand away from your face.

“Don’t cover your face, it's cute. It was just something I noticed.”

“Wanna know something I noticed?” you asked, picking up a chocolate frog and breaking off a piece for him which he gladly ate from your hand.

“What?” he asked with his mouth full of the chocolate.  

“Well I don’t know if you noticed but you and Fred do have a feature that sets the two of you apart,” you stopped to take a bite of the chocolate and George opened his mouth for more which you fed to him. “You have a birthmark on your neck, that is not super noticeable but it does exist.”

“MY CHOCOLATE CHIP!”

You jumped at his sudden outburst and he laughed at you.

“Jesus George!”

“I’m sorry, [Y/N/N]. I just got excited because no one has ever noticed him before. He’s like my best friend.”

He put one hand on his birthmark and one on his heart.

“I thought I was your best friend?”

“Well I- I mean you are- I just meant-” you put your hand on top of his.

“George, I’m joking,” he began to blush from the sudden contact.

“Okay, what shall we eat next?” George asked, trying to take the attention away from him. You began to look through the sweets and try to find one that you had never tried before.

“Glacial Snow Flakes!” You exclaimed holding the box over your head. ‘“I’ve never had them but I always wanted to try it.”

“You’ve never had these? Unbelievable! Open your mouth,” he demanded. You rolled your eyes but obliged nonetheless. He placed one of the snowflakes into your mouth and you almost moaned at how good it tasted. It completely melted onto your tongue, you had never tasted anything more sweet.

“I can’t believe I’ve never had one of these before, they’re amazing.”

“I know!” he replied, eating one of his own.”

“Do you have Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans?”

“Is that even a question? Of course I do!” He pulled it out and dramatically posed with it. You gave him an applause and the two of you started to laugh again. It was nice to spend time alone with George. You felt like you hadn’t had a lot of time to do it recently. Life just felt too busy this year.

“5 knuts says I can eat a bean without cringing,” You challenged and he smirked.

“Oh you’re on!”

The two of you place one bean in each hand. On the count of three, the two of you ate. Your mouth began to burn, you could taste a slightly metallic and bitter flavor but you held it in you to not cringe. You noticed George’s mouth twitch and it immediately made you excited. You swallowed your piece and you watched and George began to cringe.

“I WIN!” You yelled immediately jumping up and down, doing a little dance.

“Gross! I had earwax, do you know how sour it tasted!”

“I don’t care! I win, you lose! I had soap and it was bitter Georgie. Just admit your defeat.”

“I will not admit a loss to someone who is shorter than me.” This caused you to immediately stop and stick out your tongue at home.

“I am not short!”

“I’ll prove it to ya,” he replied while getting up to stand in front of you. You felt your breath hitch. You couldn’t explain it. Before this year you were to be near him without a problem, and suddenly his presence just seemed to take your breath away. He had become the light in your life without ever realizing it.

Catching you off guard, George suddenly grabbed you in his arms spinning you around. You screamed and laughed as the two of you spun in a circle. You began to  wrap your legs around him to keep yourself from falling or losing grip. When George came to a stop, neither of you let go. You held on to each other tightly as if letting go meant losing it everything. Before you knew it, George’s lips were on yours. It caught you off guard but it didn’t stop you from kissing back.

Your heart was pounding. It was like gravity was pulling the two of you together. For the first time in your life, everything felt right. In that moment you knew that no matter what happens in life you would always remember this moment. You will always remember what it felt like to be in his arms, to be held so tightly like he needed you to survive. You had never felt cared for in such a simple yet marvelous gesture.

When the two of you pulled apart he smiled at you like you were his entire world and the truth was, you were.

“I wanted to do that ever since I met you.”

“I’m so glad you did, George,” he gave you another peck on the lips and you smiled up at him.

“More candy and cuddles then?”

“Definitely!” You dropped down from his embrace and went back to the sofa. “Well are you going to join me then?” You asked, patting the space next you. He smiled and sat down and you immediately moved into his embrace. You were content here.

You knew that you had more sweet memories like this to come and you couldn’t wait for it.

Because there was no one like George Weasley.